Al Amarja Post Office
23. Mai 2010 - 22:14 UhrCon-Struction
When it became apparent in th 1960´s that Her Exaltedness’ State Ignored would need to be maintained at whatever cost, a small but effective plan was devised. Her Exaltedness, Monique D´Aubainne, chose one of her middle ranks and commanded him to build a town in the United States of America. Her Plan was to do without a postal address by forwarding all mail through the American Office.
Several years later, a small firm backed by unknown resources had attracted enough investors to build a small urban utopia in the middle of (insert here). The Town was built, but noone would come. Either the customers would never call again after seeing the site or they would get cold feet the day of the signing of the contract. It was as if the whole project was bewitched.
Eventually the whole thing was dropped. The small developer´s firm went down, the Town wasted away. But not for long. Scarcely one year later, am unknown group bought up the now worthless land. Another half year later, the town of Al Amarja, (insert here), applied for a post office.
Al Amarja, (insert here), today
Al Amarja today is just another part of Small Town, America. The citizens are kinda singleminded and boring, the town memorials the same you saw one hundred miles ago,. and the biggest building in town is the post office. That should tell you something about this town.
It is important to note that there is only one motel in town. This motel (“Motel California”) is intentionally made dirty and icky. Visitors are not encouraged to stay.
But depending if you share the ´common reality´or are Al Amarjan, there are two different messages. The Al Amarjan Version says it´s home to a mixture between imported Zeroes to provide for a populace and about a hundred of her Exaltedness´ toadies. The more (useless) toadies anyway. In that way, Al Amarja, (insert here), has become a kind of a Home for the Elderly for her Exaltedness’ ex-employees. Do not underestimate them. They may not be fit enough for the Al Amarjan scene anymore but they are still (wily) enough for anything their new surroundings might throw at them.
The Post Office
The Post Office is, as stated above, the largest building in town. That is not entirely strange considering the fact that the mail of half a million (?)post boxes get through this office. At least a hundred Zeros work here every day to sort and examine the mail. Actually, the examining gets done by the more (adventurous) of Ex-Toadies. These than either report their Info to one of the many conspiracies on the Island or, be it willingly or unwillingly, to Her Exaltedness´ Controllers. This way everyone can be happy. Once the sorters are through with the mail, it is put into a container and sent to the Island by air. This is of course quite costly to Her Exaltedness’ coffers. To regain some of the money, all mail going out of the country was made very expensive, resulting also in a reduction of mail going out. That way the number of postcards sent to inquisitive relatives at home is drastically reduced, ultimately meaning another plus to anonymity. In addition to this, all former employees must declare their non-taxable income, of course.
Kategorie: Over the Edge
