Difference between revisions of "2012-03-02 - No Guam, No Foul!"

The island nation of Guam is a little-known yet astonishingly beautiful place - certainly if you like tropical beaches. Small and very flat, it's almost like one expansive beach resort, all low white buildings nestling amidst pleasant sands and palm fronds. A territory of the United States of America, it does a reasonable tourist trade; and also hosts its own defensive army. This would normally keep it safe from the few troubles it has, but said military has clearly not been up to the task of defending against a psychotic superbeing.

The island nation of Guam is a little-known yet astonishingly beautiful place - certainly if you like tropical beaches. Small and very flat, it's almost like one expansive beach resort, all low white buildings nestling amidst pleasant sands and palm fronds. A territory of the United States of America, it does a reasonable tourist trade; and also hosts its own defensive army. This would normally keep it safe from the few troubles it has, but said military has clearly not been up to the task of defending against a psychotic superbeing.

Today, Guam's roadways are patrolled by small hordes of brainwashed soldiers, armed with equipment far beyond military specification - including threatening LASER RIFLES that shine in the sun. The largest concentration of troops lie around Apra Harbor on the west of Guam, where they've already seized control of the major shipping routes in and out - causing the first international shockwave to herald Maxima's arrival on the island.

Today, Guam's roadways are patrolled by small hordes of brainwashed soldiers, armed with equipment far beyond military specification - including threatening LASER RIFLES that shine in the sun. The largest concentration of troops lie around Apra Harbor on the west of Guam, where they've already seized control of the major shipping routes in and out - causing the first international shockwave to herald Maxima's arrival on the island.

The centrepiece of the re-envisioned island paradise stands proudly outside the Cathedral Basilica. Where once was a statue of Pope John Paul II, now is a two-hundred foot tall representation of the Man of Steel himself, Superman! Or at least one can only assume that's what it is; this IS Maxima we're dealing with. It's clearly supposed to be very, very manly in appearance, but it's constructed entirely from heaps of household furniture and assorted trash. It's surrounded by an odd, shimmering aura - a force field, perhaps?

The centrepiece of the re-envisioned island paradise stands proudly outside the Cathedral Basilica. Where once was a statue of Pope John Paul II, now is a two-hundred foot tall representation of the Man of Steel himself, Superman! Or at least one can only assume that's what it is; this IS Maxima we're dealing with. It's clearly supposed to be very, very manly in appearance, but it's constructed entirely from heaps of household furniture and assorted trash. It's surrounded by an odd, shimmering aura - a force field, perhaps?

A long train of mentally dominated citizens is putting the finishing touches on this 'masterpiece', overlooked by the Empress of Almerac, who - with typical high regard for the cultures of her conquered worlds - has made her home in the cathedral, adorning it with tacky splendour befitting her tastes. It looks like something out of a pulp sci-fi novel, right down to the weapons turrets bristling all over it.

A long train of mentally dominated citizens is putting the finishing touches on this 'masterpiece', overlooked by the Empress of Almerac, who - with typical high regard for the cultures of her conquered worlds - has made her home in the cathedral, adorning it with tacky splendour befitting her tastes. It looks like something out of a pulp sci-fi novel, right down to the weapons turrets bristling all over it.

The Empress of Almerac poses grandly for the cameras trained upon her - completely ignorant and uncaring that two of the three are flopping all over the place, poorly held aloft by men who appear to be drooling, their faces waxy and eyes glazed over as they fail utterly to do the jobs they've done their entire lives. The interrupted reporter appears to be about the only person on Guam who doesn't appear so woefully affected. She's a pretty young thing, a slightly uncertain but highly driven twenty-something who'd come to the island to partake in coverage of a minor political shindig taking place in the US territory.

The Empress of Almerac poses grandly for the cameras trained upon her - completely ignorant and uncaring that two of the three are flopping all over the place, poorly held aloft by men who appear to be drooling, their faces waxy and eyes glazed over as they fail utterly to do the jobs they've done their entire lives. The interrupted reporter appears to be about the only person on Guam who doesn't appear so woefully affected. She's a pretty young thing, a slightly uncertain but highly driven twenty-something who'd come to the island to partake in coverage of a minor political shindig taking place in the US territory.

"The LADY MAXIMA needed a home here on Earth, and your Earth-fool governments would not cooperate in my acquisition of a suitable palatial estate befitting an Empress and her celestial husband! In order to form suitable dowry for my wedding to Superman, I have bestowed by grace and benevolence upon Guam, where I mean to rule until such time as I can convince my GLORIOUS mate to return home, with me, to Almerac!"

"The LADY MAXIMA needed a home here on Earth, and your Earth-fool governments would not cooperate in my acquisition of a suitable palatial estate befitting an Empress and her celestial husband! In order to form suitable dowry for my wedding to Superman, I have bestowed by grace and benevolence upon Guam, where I mean to rule until such time as I can convince my GLORIOUS mate to return home, with me, to Almerac!"