Topic: Crypto Kingdom - 1991 Retro Virtual World(City) - page 185. (Read 632671 times)

RWWC emergency meeting


Since the demand for windows is visible to all, we must take emergency measures to expand our manufacturing capacity. It is not organizationally possible to start in other locations, so we must urge the owners of the vacant lots nearby to sell them to us without delay at the following prices according to the Royal appraisal:

2-W-V11 = 225 million
2-W-V12 = 150 million.

Or take the shares of the company valued in the middle of this fortunate calamity at 3 million each.

AIC => Ancient Items conversion

Only some of the fine belongings of the players can be salvaged from the windowless buildings. And there is not much time.


The Game DB contains now a tab /AIC_RULES, which (along with 9 other tabs there referenced) contains the salvage plan and registry for Ancient items. TL;DR:

- Everybody has at least some credits they can use to spawn items. Some items are cheap so even a few credits might give you personal items of emotional value, or surprisingly many copper and silver coins, which might at some point become a craze as gold coins now are.

- It is not mandatory to do anything. If you don't do anything in 10 days, all your AIC is just lost, but it was a bonus anyway.

- The King has already used his (19% of all existing) AIC to make items, which are ordered as a timeline in /ITEMS_U, which is strongly suggested reading for all, to gain ideas how to use his credits, and of the history of the Kingdom as well.

- The IRC channel and the admins provide help.

The news of the totality of the calamity soon reached the People. Some could cough up enough wood to close their windowholes, but the solution was incomplete as it left them in the darkness. (Even the daylight had started to wane after the moment of explosion, when it was brighter than usual.) In larger and larger numbers, NPCs and also players left their homes for the refuges, which their owners kept open and free for all.

By far the largest of them (twice larger than the others combined) was San Pietro. The Bishop had probably not even dreamed of such an audience, and took the keen opportunity to preach. When it became clear that nobody had died, or even seriously injured (there became a custom among teenagers to make scars to the skin with shards of glass left after the Army, and even make collections of the colored shards and trade them as if they were tokens - both condemned by the Bishop as sinful), most everyone quickly turned their mind back to - their possessions. That's what they always do.

A report was compiled for the King, saying that more than 20,000 sqm of glass was shattered, and the replacement would cost around 5,000 million. The actual making of glass in the era of RWWC is not difficult if the factory exists. But a quick calculation (as CEO of RWWC) is that the current facilities can only make 3,000 sqm per year, perhaps up to 5,000 sqm if improvements in the process (SCI) can be made. The new factory that would have come in handy in the final Ancient construction ruse, will for sure be constructed at the earliest opportunity. Otherwise Rouen will be enriched once again by the plight of our Kingdom  

The glass shards the Army collected (some were quite large) were kept by them, in the proportion of their "battle" (=cleaning) value. Perhaps they think they can someday be collected, or perhaps they are selling them to the kids even now. The concept of "Ancient windows" may be reborn some day...

But for now, most people are more interested in the current matters - getting their belongings safe from the wrath of the elements.

Noms was just sitting down for his lunch, when suddenly everything was intensely bright. His ears started to hurt, and it reminded him of when he was a child and got earaches. However, he wasn't ill, and this was very sudden. With a brilliant flash of light, all of the windows in his house were blown out and up. He looked around incredulously, still holding his spoon in his hand.

While surveying the scene, Noms noticed that most of the larger pieces of furniture seemed to be fine, but all of the windows in his palace were blown out! Oddly, all of his dishes were unmoved. He is still trying to figure that piece out.

He peeked out the window and saw that *every other building* had its windows blown out as well, so it was not just something in his building. Something mysterious was going on. He had been talking to Mooo earlier that day about trying to get the Wizard Zenon involved in the puzzle, and was now convinced more than ever that something supernatural that had occurred this day.

After watching the Army Companies clean up the glass all afternoon, he grabbed his walking stick and set off to find his friend Mooo to discuss how to find Zenon...

Having some scientific understanding, the King has the words to describe the events but not the way to make sense of it.

First it became as if 7 times more illumine. The King remembered lightnings from his childhood, but this seemed take a longer time (time, as we know, was a bit surreal now anyway...) Then, it was as if the pressure of air inside the buildings became much higher than outside, cracking open the windows (the holes of doors had been shut with temporary doors to keep the cold out, so they could not relieve the pressure - or perhaps it would not have helped anyway) and throwing all the paned windows in the town, as far as the eye could see, to the air, and then to the ground, where they shattered to thousands of pieces, big and small.

The King and Mooo were covered with shards and something red started dripping from Mooo's forehead, as well as the back of the King's right hand. The King tasted - "blood", "that's something I haven't tasted in two centuries!" Mooo fainted.

Things needed to be organized quickly. From a first glance the destruction was total. From the second, the King realized that a few windows below the Throne Room were intact. As were some in the ground floor of the Noble Palace. Also the small holes in Notre Dame d'Armagnac still had their glass covering.

The first general mobilization since 1450 was ordered. (Ask me later what happened then!) The Army Companies were summoned with Aquilas, and in light battle gear, to restore order. It was soon realized that anyone, except the few very ancient (by birth) characters, abhorred blood and decided to stay inside rather. As order was naturally restored, the Army was tasked to clean up every shard of glass found in the town, in all its boroughs.

When the troops had received the experience how to deal with glass (and blood), the work was completed in rather quick order. They brought a report showing that


had been spared from the calamity. Every other building from the Throne Room (built in 1432) to The Prince of OZ Multicomplex (barely a year old, and with a great many windows as evidenced by its 1,700 million construction cost) stood windowless in the intensifying cold.

Then a messenger ran to the Platform, which had been made the command post (it did not really matter that it's outside, any more). "Sir," he started, "HE The Prince of North Face had removed the windows from his Palace and the research facilities in 1-N! The windows are spared!"

Many thoughts crossed the King's mind, all at once:
1. Good that we have someone who preserved his windows from the destruction.
2. My, oh my, did nobody else heed the warnings?   Even I should have taken the time from the pressing duties.  
3. Wait a moment??! If Multicomplex is destroyed, and it was built after the year when the engineers swore that all buildings are earthquake-proof, it means - THAT THIS WAS NOT YET THE EARTHQUAKE.

"Sometimes things have to turn from bad to worse, before they get better," thought the King stoicly, glancing over his sword, his companion since times immemorial.

You can also join IRC and chat with us, ##crypto-kingdom on freenode. (http://webchat.freenode.net?channels=##crypto-kingdom)

you are coming in at the right time. there have been rumors for weeks now that something is about to occur in The Kingdom, and everyone is on edge. If you are interested in joining in to see what is going on, send a scroll (pm) to The Marquess of Ramsey (saddambitcoin) and ask about taking up residence in the town (see if he will add you to the database).

PM saddambitcoin with a character name, starting age (there are restrictions I believe, but 20-35 is a safe range) and gender, and you'll be in.
The game is paused now, till the web version is up. You can still trade gold and coins in the meantime.

Alright, how do I get started with this? 

The King was enjoying his afternoon walk and notices Mooo wondering about Zenon. Since Zenon and the King have a special relationship, Mooo started to receive information that was once commonplace but has fallen into obscurity with no appearances of Zenon since 1532, when he paid a visit to the King, perhaps to commemorate the centenary of the Throne Room.

Zenon hardly lives in the town in the usual sense of the word. But he does have a residence, the walled castle next to his friend's, Dr. Choo's (The Prince of Soul) haw. The haw is walled but still empty, because Soul pondered in the 1520s whether to build a palace there or acquire a more central dwelling. As the King had negotiated a lot facing the Central Square, it was deemed better to build a central residence, and the Embassy Tower was thus completed in 1528. In addition to being the most expensive single land trade (after the TIE haw), the Embassy Tower was also the most expensive non-royal building ever constructed so far (beating the Noble Palace with a close margin of 100+ million). It still has the most exclusive private residence in town, with 320% luxury, tied with the House of Magnificence Great Hall, leaving behind the Town Council Meeting Room, The Prince of OZ North African Style Palace Great Hall and the Church meeting hall above the narthex in San Pietro....

The King's blabber had not taken Mooo that much closer to understanding Zenon's whereabouts when something indescribable happened.

Mooo wearily watches out the window as another of the ground tremors rumbles in the belly of the earth.
Those have almost become habitual now, and the sense of urgency that accompanied the first few ones has now started to dissipate into a vague feeling of apprehensive expectation.

As the tremor dies out, Mooo wonders whether the wise Zenon might be able to shed some light on the happenings. Maybe someone of such wisdom and experience might have encountered or heard about such events.

It is then that Mooo realizes that he has no idea if Zenon even lives in the town. With the light dimming, Mooo prepares to go to bed, planning to go to the town registry on the next day to see if Zenon's whereabouts are within these walls.

Days went by and the cold intensified. The idea of not having doors for just because some Royal Proclamation was starting to feel stupid for many. Rumors said that the King had devised a ruse to help with his finances. He likes carpentry and has even made elaborate pieces of furniture himself, and some say he was boasting in Arco Di Sergiu Fine Restaurant that the warehouse of doors 20 meters below is worth 10,000 million. (This cannot be true, however, since at the time of manufacture, they hardly cost 500 million in total, and not all architects used them due to unnecessity of paying for something that "does not add value".

Then - the ground started to tremble. Again.

Do you mind if I drop by some day
for no particular reason?

I still onw u a lunch as I recall 

Not really. You had bad timing, I'm sitting there 50 hours per week minimum 

Have you closed hopea.fi store in Helsinki.
Walked by this week... Looked dead...

Lord Noms, growing uneasy at the coldness that he was starting to feel, felt very naked with all of the doors in his palace gone. He instructed his employed workers to stop what they were doing, and make sure that they were in a safe place. He was worried of a blizzard coming and catching everyone off guard. He sent all of his workers home *just in case* something bad happened...

introducing...
Saddam's TeraPack™

Since becoming the first player to reach 100 unique coins, I have decided to offer the wealth of my collection up for distribution.

How it works:
-Just PM me or reply here to buy a TeraPack for 75 mil. You will receive 1 of each coin that I have in quantity of 3 or more, just like the King's GigaPack offer. Right now that = 50 coins, for an average price of 1.5 mil each. Best value in the game!

My stock will be updated as orders are filled. You can view the current quantity of coins available in each TeraPack at any time in the "Special Trade Instruction" column, row 19 in the /CKG_COINS tab.

Happy collecting!

It started as an ordinary day...


Well... day would be a strange expression because they were not days in the normal sense, as if the time had been paused, and people had gotten used to it.

All the doors had been removed from most of the buildings because of the Royal Proclamation earlier. This was done in such a haste that the owners put them in large warehouses and only the information on Anciety (Most Ancient, Ancient) and the size of the door was retained. Similar thing had happened with stone in the early days. The largest collection of old doors was now hosted in the Arco di Sergiu Exhibition Hall, it being centrally located almost in 1-C, and the 527 sqm hall being in the first floor, vaulted throughout to bear the main body of the Arch above.  

People on the streets started to feel a strange thing: cold. Nature had not attacked the Kingdom for longer than most could remember. The NPC's born here had not literally felt cold in their lives. Or yes, the kind of cold that afterwards makes you feel warm and toddy taste better. But not the kind of cold that is frightening, the kind that you feel in your bones that something is about to happen.

It is easy to make something to fill the hole in the wall that used to be the door. Inside, people were sitting in the gloomy daylight, many glancing at the windows.

Remove your Doors!


You remember around 1470s or so, we started making good doors in the grades of Normal, Strong, Grand and Opulent. Normal was later dropped as needless. The tremors are increasing and we do not want to lose these Ancient doors in case some of the buildings collapse or suffer damage. We suggest temporary doors should replace these Ancient doors that would be put to safe places for future use in these, or possibly other, buildings.

It is also known to the wise since the beginning, that most of the items we have been using in our normal life during the Ancient era, will start to suffer deterioration, and indeed this has started! Each character can only save what is most precious to him, after which everything that is not written in the Great Book of the Very/Most/Ancient Items will be lost forever.

In a few days, building architects give a free spinoff of ancient grand and opulent doors to everyone who has them in the buildings. Gold features will likewise be listed. Characters receive AIC from reaching certain levels, owning luxurious buildings, and from culture points amassed. They can use this to "purchase" Ancient Items in 12 categories, after which they will not be able to be created in the game.

This will be announced officially when it is the time to act.

Dame Roopatra would like to donate to the Crypto Museum the following rare gold coins:

CR1480E
CR1526E
RO1600J

(These are already transfered to SirJacket´s account)