Avalon Inc.
When Enrico Fermi commented 'where is everybody?' the quote was referring
to the idea that with the universe being so big and supposedly filled with suns
and planets, surely civilisations would be interacting with each other to such
a point as resources would never be a problem.
Prada May -the large green globe in the Centari system, would agree with the
Italian Physicist, there seems to be nobody delivering the goods.
To be more precise, the planet was running out of vital minerals and ores and
the question wasn't where are the saviours from the skies, but what are we
going to do now?
Avalon Inc. came up with a solution that would be commented on in later-journals
as 'an act of brilliance' and 'Industry once again, manning the walls of care' when
in reality, the answer was obtained in a less-noble fashion.
Prada May prized itself on having a healthy global outlook, poverty was a vague
memory and crime was merely an annoying fly that occasionally buzzed onto the
population's perspective.
The lush foliage of the planet obviously helped and thanks to wiser-heads, it was
realised that this organic benefit shouldn't be trifled with, any progress would
have to weigh the serious repercussions of destroying the vast jungles and forests.
So as the residents of this well-behaved world moved along and built their empires,
a cautious eye was kept on it's surroundings and one could say that other races could
better themselves by taking a page out of Prada May's book.
Then they ran out of Berrin. The huge deposits just dried-up and due to Prada May
boasted mile-high structures built with the flexible material, there was quite a panic
when Berrin-mining companies suddenly announced lay-offs and mass-redundancy.
Avalon Inc. stepped up to the plate and assured the populace that all would be well
and two weeks later, Carbonim went bye-bye... no more fuel to burn.
The odd-thing about Prada May is that the scientists were at a loss to explain how the
fossilized- carbon could run out. I mean with all those trees about, it seemed ludicrous
that the stuff that we know as 'coal' could suddenly be no more.
It just didn't make sense.
So with 'squeaky-bum time' waiting in the wings, to stop the thoughts of mass panic
and the crumbling of moral standards it was Avalon Inc. that revealed it's newest
discovery.
The Glass Veil.
In reality, Avalon Inc. had just acquired Paradigm Aerospace Industries and the small
company had just finished designing a new craft that could cross the one hundred
and eighty-thousand miles to a nearby moon.
The executives at Avalon believed that the dark-crusty orb could be exploited for it's
sleeping minerals and it was this spaceship, that was to be shown to the relieved
people of Prada May.
As luck would have it, a chap with a large garage and his eye on making a fortune
was tinkering around with a home-made machine that could send oral messages
by using a vacuum wrapped in a plasma-ball.
Apparently, certain electrons draw similar electrons and so, a dispatcher and
receiver could -in theory, could be created and be used to have these unique balls
of crackling nothingness flying from one place to another in an instant.
Personally, I'd have invented the telephone, but heh... what do I know?
Jacob Merlin had stumbled across something that he originally called a 'Gravity Punch'
during his time in the garage and when the grey mist that poured from the sparking
machine cleared to show a scene that the bald-headed Merlin had never seen before,
he reckoned a vacation-making opportunity had arisen.
He contacted Avalon Inc. that very-same day.
Avalon Inc. 'acquired' this discovery two months after Jacob Merlin was found dead in
his bathroom. People should really take care where they leave bars of soap.
The Gravity Punch -which was re-christened 'The Glass Veil' was a force that caused
a tear in time and space and through the fizzing aperture another reality could be
accessed.
It was the same type of artificial Worm-Hole that the Vithians had been using for...
well, a long time.
For Prada May, this discovery came as a saviour and the big-green planet's future
was assured. Praise be to Avalon and onward with raiding other world's of their
underground deposits!
All of this was twenty centuries ago and today, the huge pyramid structures
that rumbled in their subterranean endeavours worked automatically, Prada May
had long-gone in an internal war.The planet that they had held so dear now lay
barren and uninhabitable, so much for focus.
The single employee, who's job status was called a 'Merlin' (now there's corporate
guilt!)... watched from the small window at the base of the pyramid as the
humanoid wearing the wide-rimmed hat stepped out of the mist.
The clipboard that hung from a hook beside the window swayed in unison with
the intruder's gait, the old man in round spectacles that would rival Tibbs' pushed
out his bottom-lip and blew air onto his face, this one looked mean.
If this wasn't enough for one day, the sight of the slim-craft touching down made
the Merlin gulp and reach to re-set his tie, it looked like it was gonna be a busy day.
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