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Full Circle

November 3rd, 2012 by Bahama

While wandering the galaxy contemplating my future I sat in the starport one day waiting on my shuttle.  I was approached by a man dressed in a snappy uniform.  He struck up a conversation and we chatted for a bit.  He invited me to go with him to see his city and consider joining his guild of pilots.

I declined.

But it didn’t end there.  He contacted me several days later and figuring that he wasn’t going to let the matter go till I’d fully investigated what he was offering, I agreed to let him have his say.  I didn’t know that trip to Journey’s End would forever change my life.

Journey’s End

He was persuasive and I did agree to join his guild and live in Journey’s End. That one decision set me off on a journey I never could have dreamed.  I still stand in awe looking back at everything that happened as a result.

It’s all recorded here.

The amazing people I met, the home I crafted for myself there, how I confronted my fears, the friends I made, the adventures I had, the loss that led to rebirth, the comings and goings of Bermuda, the friend I lost, the pilots who made me proud, the trouble one citizen caused, the intrigue of a stranger, the Life Day celebrations, the war that went on around us, the safe return of beloved friends and even the end of an amazing era and the beginning of a new one.

I’ve written it all.  From beginning to end.

I don’t know what will happen next.  I’ve lived long enough to know that life can change in a blink of an eye. But as I discovered in that dream, what matters most of all is the friends I’ve made along the way.  No matter what happens, I’ll cherish them…. and brace myself for whatever the next chapter in life brings.

(( It’s been nearly a year since SWG shut down.  I am so very fortunate that I’ve been able to keep in touch with so many of the friends I made while playing SWG.  Several emulator projects are moving ahead full steam ensuring that Bahama’s story isn’t finished yet.  I look forward to meeting and making new friends in those galaxies far, far away.   See you there!))

Sunrise

Goodbye, Moneta

May 30th, 2010 by Bahama

It’s a strange thing for me to be so calm and certain about such a big change.  I don’t know how to explain it except to say that it all feels as if it is happening just as it should be.

For weeks now, many of Moneta’s citizens have been away.  We all found ourselves in that dream and many chose not to return.  I’ve wandered back here every now and again… but not to live. 

I’ve slowly been preparing Moneta for destruction. 

I reorganized the guild supplies and packed away the gardens, cloning center, garage and bank.  I’ve cleaned out the city hall and given away my desk, my chair and everything else that remained.  Little by little, the city we all knew and loved ceased to exist.

As expected, the Planetary Civic Authority began harassing citizens, marking their houses for demolition.  But it mattered little.  I was prepared to do what needed to be done.  My last act as Mayor of Moneta would be to destroy the city hall, erasing Moneta from the Civic Authority’s database and rescuing the remaining structures from it’s overbearing regulations.

Today was that day.

Everything was in place.  I was ready. I stood in the empty city hall and listened to the echo of my voice as I whispered, “Goodbye, Moneta.”

I expected to be overwhelmed with sadness but instead was surprised to feel peace.  Moneta became more than I’d ever imagined she could be.  I was privileged to work with incredible citizens who made her the awesome community she was.  I’m a little relieved to know my job here is done.  I did my best to serve the citizens of Moneta, even as I pushed that self destruct button. 

It was simply time for this to end.  A new era has already begun… and now, with my responsibilities completed, I’m free to move on with my friends.  I can walk away with my head held high, a smile on my face. 

Moneta’s spirit will continue on, her legacy the friendships that transcend this place.

Two Weeks Worth

March 25th, 2009 by Bahama

The past couple of weeks have been a whirlwind of news and activity.  To sum up….

 Our village became a town.  We installed a cloning center, created a commercial district, registered on the map and gained a few new citizens in the process. 

A huge army gathered outside our new town.  Colonel Daenyathos Caeon led a small group of men, including MNETA Brigade’s finest, into battle and miraculously won.

Our town became city.  We installed a shuttleport, added new decorations, finished creating city zones and increased our citizenship again.

Bermuda appeared unexpectedly and, in typical Bermuda fashion, skipped a romantic dinner with me in favor of going hunting, took dangerous missions across the galaxy and managed to appear completely unimpressed with my work in the city.

So that’s my past two weeks in a nutshell.  I think I need a nap!

An Unlikely Victory

March 19th, 2009 by Bahama

I left the emergency meeting feeling a whole lot better about having over a thousand  troops sitting only a few hundred meters away…. but still entirely uncertain about what would happen next. 

I watched in awe as Iohimais began calling in favors and friends from around the galaxy.  Little by little a small army of our own began to appear right outside my house.  Colonel Caeon was busy gathering MNETA’s finest, ordering buffs and discussing strategies.  I watched the flurry of activity from my front step. 

As the appointed time grew near you could feel the excitement build.  How these folks can get excited about a looming battle is beyond my comprehension.  But their eager anticipation of that first blaster fire helped to keep my fear at bay.  Perhaps a win wasn’t such an impossible hope after all….

Just before they began I went in my house and locked the door.  I could hear the blaster fire interspersed with loud explosions and yelling.  As the minutes ticked by the sounds grew more and more faint.  Hours went by and listening intensely to the quiet, I drifted off. 

I awoke with a start the next morning.  I ran to the door, pressed my ear to it and listened.  There was nothing but silence.  I opened it and stepped cautiously outside.  I looked down toward the river.   The only movement was the gentle swaying of the trees in the morning breeze.

I hopped on my swoop and made that same large arc around the area coming to rest where I’d first seen that droid army yesterday.

Nothing.  Nothing but gears and metal shards scattered over the landscape to prove I hadn’t just dreamt the whole affair.

I raced back to town where I found Once.  She told me all about the long, bloody battle.  We’d experienced some casualties but no one had been seriously injured.  And in the end…. we’d defeated hundreds of foes with little more than a handful of brave men and women.

Past the Panic

March 19th, 2009 by Bahama

With citizens scattered throughout the galaxy, only three were able to join me in city hall for the emergency meeting.  As it turns out, it was the three I most needed to speak with.

Ioh was there, of course.  I’d asked him to come early so I could speak with him in private.  I felt it was only fair to warn him ahead of time of my plan to suggest that a possible solution to bring peace back to Moneta was to move Iohimais out of town and into hiding.

When the other two citizens arrived, I should have known right then that peace wasn’t in the cards.   Colonel Caeon and one of his sharp new recruits went out and surveyed the situation.  He agreed the situation was indeed, quite grave.  But he remained remarkably calm and asked if any demands had been made yet.

In my panicked state of mind, the thought hadn’t even occurred to me

He bravely offered to go and open a dialog to find out what it was they wanted even as he calculated what more we’d need to win a war and how long it would take us.  Listening to him move smoothly through the various scenarios without so much as a tremor of fear in his voice, it suddenly occurred to me that this is exactly why I’d hired this man for the job.

He ended his list of possible outcomes with the worst case scenario – certain death for us all.   But somehow he managed to deliver it with a chuckle and a smile that made even that seem like it wasn’t so bad.

When I first took this leadership position, I made it clear to everyone with me that day that although I had aptitude for certain parts of the job, it was only with a capable team at my side that I could succeed.  Many times since, I’ve reminded myself and others of this irrefutable fact.  Yet somehow hundreds and hundreds of battle droids caused me to panic and feel all alone in this mess…. when all the while a team of outstanding individuals stood  waiting to do what they do best.

Emergency Town Meeting

March 18th, 2009 by Bahama

I sometimes wonder if I’m really cut out for this mayor job.  Though it may be idealistic, in my mind I imagine a good mayor as someone who’s cool and calm in any circumstance.  I imagine that she makes the right decisions with ease…. and never, no never, get’s caught up in emotion when considering what’s best for her citizens.

By that definition, I’m in the wrong line of work.

Today as I stood on my doorstep I spied movement in the trees down by the river.  Moving closer to investigate I saw a few armed men and immediately retreated to a safe distance.  Jumping on my swoop I made a large arc around the area where I’d seen them.  I crossed the river and came to a dead stop.  A droid army has been gathered within a stone’s throw of Moneta. 

An army.

I turned the bike off and sat there peeking through tall grass.  And I cried.  No, I’m not that pillar of strength I imagine that ‘good mayor’ would be.

I contemplated what my next move should be.  Even if our militia was fully formed and ready we’d be no match for an entire army.  How did it come to this?!

Oh, yes.  Iohimais.

I’ve been in denial for several weeks now.  I know this is all happening because he’s here.  I’ve tried to be firm.  I’ve tried to be calm.  I’ve spoken with him and then walked away crossing my fingers…. just hoping it would all resolve itself.   I know I’ve given him more time and space than I should have.  I know I’ve let my friendship with him keep me from making the difficult choice.  And this is the result.

So I’ve called an emergency meeting at town hall this evening.  The situation will be presented to Moneta’s citizens and I will ask them to decide if Ioh has crossed the line and betrayed Moneta or if we all stand behind him come what may. 

I’m just glad I won’t be voting because at this point, I’m not sure what is the right thing to do…

Droid Army

Welcome to the Township of Moneta!

March 17th, 2009 by Bahama

I’d grown accustomed to the group of emails that I recieve from the planetary authorities each week.  They acknowledge we’ve paid our bills and they tell us that although we’ve qualified for an increase in rank, our request to become a township has been denied due to planetary overcrowding.

So imagine my surprise when I opened the mail to find the planetary authorities have granted Moneta the rank of township!!!

Thrilled just doesn’t do justice to how glad I am for this stroke of luck!  With the increase in our city limits and new civic structures to place, we immediately got to work moving buildings to maximize the effectiveness of our space.   We created a commerical district at the center of town for our shop owners, added buildings for guild use, added a cloning center (affectionately refered to as ‘The Recylcer’) and added a junk terminal to our banking center.

The changes are still in progress and it will likely take us several months to complete construction but I think the end result will be worth the effort. 

I want to thank all Moneta’s citizens for their efforts and contributions toward making Moneta the finest township on Corellia.

More Trouble in Moneta

March 7th, 2009 by Bahama

When I spoke with Iohimais last week about the small army camping out around his bunker, I gave him a week to clear up the problem and bring Moneta back to being a place where we could walk around without fear. 

A few days ago, I rode into town and was shocked to find they’d all gone.  I breathed a sigh of relief and went about my business, thankful that the situation had been resolved.

Or had it?

Today I was working overtime on a new uniform in my office in Moneta.  I’d been at it for hours and when I began mixing up various shades of brown I was working with, I decided a quick nap would help clear my head.  I laid on the couch and closed my eyes.

A while later I woke to a crashing sound.  Still dressed in mixed up sample pieces of the project I’d been working on, I ventured to the entrance of city hall.  Parts of an aircraft lay burning near the town square and several familiar looking gunmen were scattered about.

I quickly ducked back into my office and sent out a distress message on the guild channel.  It wasn’t long before a parade of armed citizens secretly joined me in city hall to try to piece together what had happened.

No one knew exactly what was going on.  One citizen noted he’d seen a Skull Squad ship firing at an unknown vessel near the Corellian space station.  It came as no surprise that the person doing the firing was none other than our dear Iohimais. 

My foremost concern is always Moneta’s citizens so after unsuccessful attempts at hailing Ioh, we quietly left the strangers scavenging their wreckage in Moneta and went to the starport to launch a search party.  

Once in the air, we successfully tracked him down in another system.  He explained he’d stumbled across a theft in progress in Moneta, taken down the shuttle they were using to transport the goods they’d stolen and then chased the escort ships. 

With the citizens accounted for, the next task was to secure Moneta.  I’d only gotten a brief look at the group we’d left with their broken shuttle in the middle of town, but I was fairly certain we were going to be outnumbered.  But given the circumstances, negotiations for a peaceful end seemed as much like a suicide mission as simply going in with guns drawn.

We gathered outside of town and laid out a plan of attack.  It was executed well and our citizens managed to rid the town of the intruders with only a few minor injuries. 

Scattered among them we found several crates of weapons and equipment from Av’ar’s munitions shop.  There’s still some disagreement about who these thieves were but I have theories of my own.  See, that small army that camped outside of Ioh’s place had a clear view of Av’ar’s workshop…. and nothing better to do for days on end than to observe our citizens as they went about their work. 

Though Ioh always presents it to me as no big deal, speaking to other citizens I’ve discovered that Czerka employees have set up in his bunker against his wishes.  It seems the situation has not been resolved as I’d hoped.

As much as it pains me to have to, I’ve enlisted the help of Colonel Daenyathos Caeon to train a number of volunteers to help form a security force for Moneta.  They will be known as the 1st MNETA Brigade. 

I remain hopeful that the streets of Moneta will one day be safe and secure again.  In the meantime, I’m encouraging all her citizens to go about their business with the upmost caution.

One Citizen’s Trouble….

February 25th, 2009 by Bahama

There are days when being Mayor isn’t much fun.   Today is one of those days.

I rode into Moneta earlier today, stopped off at the bank, picked up some things in the office and then casually decided to visit Iohimais over in his shop. 

Iohimais is the chief engineer of Skull Squad, a devoted citizen and a good friend.  He spends long hours crafting some of the finest ship parts in the galaxy right in Moneta.  I often drop in to visit and chat for a bit.

But today, as I rounded the top of the hill and his bunker came into view, I froze in my tracks.  Droids with guns surrounded the place! 

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For a split second I feared the worst…. then I spotted Ioh standing across the way.  No one was shooting so I quickly called him to my office to discuss the situation.

In typical Iohmais fashion, he didn’t have much to say.  The droids apparently belong to some gentleman Ioh is doing business with these days.  I expressed my concern about having armed droids parading about the city and gave him a week to let his business associate know that such things will not be tolerated in Moneta.

He then told me he didn’t know exactly who the gentleman was.  What?! 

 Yes, Iohimais is the only guy I know who could get himself in this kind of situation.  Don’t get me wrong.  I love Ioh.  He’s a good friend and I’m very concerned about whatever trouble he may or may not have stepped into here….

 But as the mayor of Moneta, my responsibility is to make sure our village stays the safe, friendly place it’s always been.   I hope for both our sakes that he hasn’t gotten himself into serious trouble here…

At Home in Moneta

November 8th, 2008 by Bahama

I’ve been working nonstop on making Moneta functional for her citizens.  The Commerce Union Hall has been set up to provide our members with everything they need to do their jobs.  There’s a biolab, manufacturing center, offices for security, research and business development.  The lobby is ready for vendors and I’ve hired a receptionist who can greet guests and give out information on our organization.

Factories have been set up for traders. I’ve been filling each with materials, components and schematics.   I’ve arranged and rearranged various gardens, fountains, lights and decorations.  I’ve prepared city hall for town meetings, made uniforms for the CU fleet and planned activities and meetings.

Just the other day a citizen was telling me how at home she feels in Moneta. 

Each time I hear from citizens about their thoughts on our little village I’m overwhelmed with emotion.  I’m happy that everyone seems pleased with what’s been done so far.  That, after all, is what I’ve been working so hard to ensure. 

But all the buildings and installations and decorations really don’t mean much by themselves. I’m grateful for Moneta’s citizens.  They are what make Moneta feel like home.