Through the Looking Glass
You’ve seen the view onscreen so many times you almost expect to hear the pulsing soundtrack and the announcer’s enraptured voice. But it’s silent on the plane; you don’t have your headphones on and the pilot is being mercifully quiet. And the view through the tiny window steals your breath; overloads your senses with its beauty. You haven’t felt like this since you were a child on Christmas morning, nose pressed to the thick airplane glass until your breath fogs it over. Your anticipation is so sharp your chest hurts; your adult side is already braced for letdown and disappointment.
Below the plane’s wing is the sparkle of the ocean whitecaps, the deep green of coastal vegetation and the slabs of gray mountain that stick up above the jungle canopy. The Park is mostly invisible, even through your pocket binocs and despite its size, but the marina and some of the beach hotel towers can be seen, glass flashing in the bright sunshine. There’s seemingly nothing to show for the billions of dollars that have been poured onto the Mexican coast, but then – you have to smile – they planned it that way.
But you have time, so you settle back into your seat and pick up the glossy brochure that touts more pleasures per acre than anyplace else on earth. You have time for your flight to Mexico City, time for the bullet-train ride, time perhaps for a meal before checking in at your hotel. The train-ride is a necessity, since no aircraft are permitted in the park unless chronistic, a new word which you roll across your tongue.
This is the place where the imagination is set free, where dreams stand up and walk, where your hearts desire is promised – and delivered before dinner.
This is the place that, if your source is correct, is going bankrupt.
This is the place where you hope to make your reputation as a journalist. And if your source is wrong – well, then you’ll be broke, instead. But you push that thought away. You will get this story!
This is the place for an investigative journalist! And you smile: even without an expense account, it beats your other choices - the war in Gambia, or the Canadian Parliament.
This is HistoryPark – Where History Comes Alive!
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OOC: the inevitable setup and rules, rules, rules!
And so, dear readers, we come to the first AAR set at HistoryPark, my very own theme park devoted to the history of all lands and peoples, fictional as well as real.
The game will be Napoleon’s Ambition and, of course, will be played as France. Version is 1.05, game settings will be Hard and Normal.
Thread rules: you are all encouraged - strongly encouraged - to comment and I will answer all questions as fully as possible. If this becomes too distracting I’ll put up a FAQ document. A lot of the Park design and philosophy will be explained as we go, unless demand is such that a FAQ is needed.
Anyone who wants to make a ‘guest appearance’ or contribute material should PM me. That way we keep the inconsistencies down, I hope.
The Park design is NOT finished and suggestions are appreciated, whether for hotels, restaurants, souvenirs, rides, exhibits, museums, interactive entertainment or whatever. Please understand that while the Park is NOT politically correct, children will be present… so some things will have to be presented carefully. Now in the adult areas… well, that’s different.
Just ask yourself, in a Park like that, where would YOU want to go?
Oh, yes – I almost forgot – people who post get one free admission!
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You’ve seen the view onscreen so many times you almost expect to hear the pulsing soundtrack and the announcer’s enraptured voice. But it’s silent on the plane; you don’t have your headphones on and the pilot is being mercifully quiet. And the view through the tiny window steals your breath; overloads your senses with its beauty. You haven’t felt like this since you were a child on Christmas morning, nose pressed to the thick airplane glass until your breath fogs it over. Your anticipation is so sharp your chest hurts; your adult side is already braced for letdown and disappointment.
Below the plane’s wing is the sparkle of the ocean whitecaps, the deep green of coastal vegetation and the slabs of gray mountain that stick up above the jungle canopy. The Park is mostly invisible, even through your pocket binocs and despite its size, but the marina and some of the beach hotel towers can be seen, glass flashing in the bright sunshine. There’s seemingly nothing to show for the billions of dollars that have been poured onto the Mexican coast, but then – you have to smile – they planned it that way.
But you have time, so you settle back into your seat and pick up the glossy brochure that touts more pleasures per acre than anyplace else on earth. You have time for your flight to Mexico City, time for the bullet-train ride, time perhaps for a meal before checking in at your hotel. The train-ride is a necessity, since no aircraft are permitted in the park unless chronistic, a new word which you roll across your tongue.
This is the place where the imagination is set free, where dreams stand up and walk, where your hearts desire is promised – and delivered before dinner.
This is the place that, if your source is correct, is going bankrupt.
This is the place where you hope to make your reputation as a journalist. And if your source is wrong – well, then you’ll be broke, instead. But you push that thought away. You will get this story!
This is the place for an investigative journalist! And you smile: even without an expense account, it beats your other choices - the war in Gambia, or the Canadian Parliament.
This is HistoryPark – Where History Comes Alive!
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OOC: the inevitable setup and rules, rules, rules!
And so, dear readers, we come to the first AAR set at HistoryPark, my very own theme park devoted to the history of all lands and peoples, fictional as well as real.
The game will be Napoleon’s Ambition and, of course, will be played as France. Version is 1.05, game settings will be Hard and Normal.
Thread rules: you are all encouraged - strongly encouraged - to comment and I will answer all questions as fully as possible. If this becomes too distracting I’ll put up a FAQ document. A lot of the Park design and philosophy will be explained as we go, unless demand is such that a FAQ is needed.
Anyone who wants to make a ‘guest appearance’ or contribute material should PM me. That way we keep the inconsistencies down, I hope.
The Park design is NOT finished and suggestions are appreciated, whether for hotels, restaurants, souvenirs, rides, exhibits, museums, interactive entertainment or whatever. Please understand that while the Park is NOT politically correct, children will be present… so some things will have to be presented carefully. Now in the adult areas… well, that’s different.
Just ask yourself, in a Park like that, where would YOU want to go?
Oh, yes – I almost forgot – people who post get one free admission!
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