A Moment of the Council's Time

[Blaze]

"Ah, but then we reach the organizational problems. From what I have learned, many of the scientifically-gifted people here are rather egotistical. If a guild cannot organize itself, what then? Do we have the authority to step in? As for the idea of armed forces, I don't like the idea of them being split in terms of allegiances. I wouldn't mind sending my robots to do it but what if I decide not to run next term? Or I do, but lose? I don't mind using my private forces when I run the city, but if I don't, I have no obligation to do so." Fimbulvetr says, copying what is being said on a notepad

[Raleigh]

If they refuse to organize I suppose some sanctions could be levied. Something like higher taxes or the like perhaps. If it is a matter of their egos not allowing them to vote for anyone but themselves, however, I would say have them hold a contest to determine who is the best judged by a non-member of the potential guild perhaps even one of the council.

I agree conflicting allegiance could be an issue in most of those recommended cases. That is why I recommend the council make a standing force that operates for the good of Muffinville itself rather than a single Councillor or sponsor. I was merely recommending the other options as a possible solution. For that matter you could even form a guild of warriors and the like and give them that role for the sake of the city. That way you have a guild and guards all at once though there is the chance they would work more for their guild's personal agenda than perhaps for the city's overall well being.

[KonokoHasano]

Penny just stares.

"... I don't get it."

[Raleigh]

Which part exactly is confusing you, Penny?

((OOC: Heh, I've been planning to do something like this whole bit since the council was formed the first time but I kept putting it off.))

[KonokoHasano]

"Everything! So many words and so much talking." She taps her chin. "But I'll think some more!"

[AmbushCat]

If you guys/gals want an outsider's opinion, I'm okay with it as long as it gives me more things to eat.

[Raleigh]

I'm not sure how to help you with that problem there Penny. Uhm... I'll try to use simpler words here on out.

[Vomica]

Merah finally lifts her head up, but Elliot might have noticed her breathing deepened a few moments ago -- since he is standing so close to her. ...eh. Folks with extremely keen hearing might have noticed that as well. The girl peeks up over, and yawns with a stretch. Flashing a smile around at folks, and one of 'thanks' up at the slightly older boy, she turns to face Raleigh. In a soft, and slightly drowsy tone, she says "...you two seem to think this is merely an issue of logistics and politics. But it's not." She scoots a bit so she is sitting up straight, and smooths out her skirt with a heavy blush.

Adding to her previous statement, "...in addition to those two things, it's a matter of principles. The Muffinverse is a place more of chaos than order, you can not be sure if your body will be the same as it is now -- or if even the constants within physics will be the same. Will there be gravity tomorrow? Who can say. ...you're trying to categorize and label things that are immune to such a concept." Merah mulls over something in her head, "...let's take the 'mad scientist' group. Who would belong to it? Regular scientists that do 'unnormal stuff'? Or..." She shakes her head, "...sorry. Rambling."

Finishing off, "...the point I want to make is... this can't be a mandatory system. It won't work. Trying to shoehorn anything into a place is... ...and I need a caffeinated pop."

[Blaze]

Fimbulvetr chuckles. Taking a can of coffee from one of her many pouches, she slides it across the table to Merah.

"Well obviously this place resists chaos, no one is denying that. But when it comes to discussing plans, it is best to ignore that. If you genuinely believed that order is impossible here, then perhaps you should not have joined the Council, hmm?"

[Vomica]

Merah looks at Fimbulvetr unamused. Her mood improves at the offering of the drink though. Taking a sniff -- and a sip -- she grimaces. But doesn't set it down, "...thanks. Umm. And again, this place isn't chaos or order. It's some where in between. ...say like the flow of a river, the growth of a tree, or the path a lightening bolt will follow. Sure you can predict what is likely to happen..."

She then shots a glare at Fimbulvetr, "...and I joined the council for a reason."

[Raleigh]

I believe I've already said there would be no need to force it. The idea is that they join of their own wills. I would imagine it could be more amusing to create the little congregations of similar people as it would lead to several things not the least of which is possibly more chaos ultimately. As for the whole things about nothing being the same even a moment from now I'm well aware of that habit of this place. So what if tomorrow you are female and a cat or the next day an ovalisk and the next a super intelligent balloon I fail to see what bearing that has on any of this. Your soul remains the same regardless.

The idea is that the people would join the groupings they feel they themselves belong to. I myself would probably be in several such as the magicians, mad scientists, villains, alchemists, blacksmiths, tinkerers, and so on.

[KonokoHasano]

"Oooooo, it does sound neat!" Penny nods quickly. "Panty lovers group?" o.o

[Raleigh]

Sure why not assuming you don't mind the fact that will probably mean Happosai will be here.

[Harri-chan]

Elliot watched with suspicion as Fimbulvetr handed the can over to Merah, chewing his lip as she began to sip it. Reaching over, he gently stroked his fingers through her hair, sweeping it back from her sleepy face, before pulling a simple white hair tie from his pocket, and used it to fix Merah's locks in a ponytail while she discussed.

[AmbushCat]

Chaos within order. Order within chaos. *grin goes Cheshire* Such a mystery, isn't it?