This is the Command & Control (C&C) Center for Inisfree; the Inisfreean ‘Brass’ meet here to coordinate Deep Space expeditions, the Voyages of Acquisition, and things such as the Rapture Campaign.
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Table of Contents:
- Sections
- Notes
- Conceptual Images
- Keyboards Here
- Computer-screen Background-image
- 2022 Update: Minecraft 1:1 Build
- 2026 July/+
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Private (Middle) Basement Sections:
There are five main parts to this 2nd basement beneath the Governor’s Mansion.
- Ark II Bay: where the first of the new Arks is docked and maintained
- Armory: at the end of a hidden hallway across the gap of the sphere map room (hatch: in/on the far-side wall/curve opposite the end of the console ‘arm’ platform)
- Bullet-train Station: links to the Under-city; direct-routes: Main Womb, Overhang Base, H.A.A.R.P. II, Spire Temple, Valhalla II resort, Black Vaults, etc.
- Map Room: a hollow sphere buried over a mile beneath the mansion, this giant holographic projector is inspired by Halo, Star Trek, and the X-Men (and doubles as the Briefing Room), and is where Inisfree’s Star Fleet leadership plans their expeditions across the known Universe, such as via the Webway
- Reception Lobby: where allied commanders sometimes muster before being ushered to the Briefing Room or Map Room of this basement facility (and two hallways flanking the lobby, separating it from the mini-prison and mini-clinic on one side, and from the briefing room on the other side)
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Notes:
Black Ops are often coordinated from this basement level of the mansion, typically for agents/members of the following units:
- Rainbow 7; secret military teamwork between the rebuilt human nations of Earth
- Rainbow 8; secret military teamwork between the legitimate rebuilt human nations and the ancient/timeless nonhuman nations of Earth, in proactive defense of Earth –such as protecting it from the bad beings like most humans (and this can mean coordinating SpecWar strikes against human R+D installations, weapons platforms, etc., or even just preventing humans from accessing –or even discovering– certain ancient ruins/technologies)
- Rainbow 9; secret military teamwork between the allied human and nonhuman nations of Earth… with those of other colonized worlds in the Sun/Sol system –thus this level of the Rainbow Initiative is where the most SSP coordination starts
- Rainbow 10; secret military teamwork between allied people from multiple solar-systems in the Milky Way galaxy
- Rainbow 11; secret military teamwork between allied people from multiple galaxies in the Universe modern Earth-humans are used to being in
- Rainbow 12; secret military teamwork between allied people from multiple dimensions/universes (such as Heaven, Hell, etc.)
General Sequence:
- Black Ops personnel arrive via the restricted-access bullet-train station.
- They form/meet up / congregate in the reception-lobby.
- When everyone is present/together, they move their group to the map-room for the briefing or debriefing.
- Sometimes in the armory-range they then practice using the secret/special weapons for their upcoming/ongoing missions.
Those teams’ meetings here are based on whenever their black-ops missions are needed/requested.
For our meetings, like those of the Council of Elders, we start with a romantic orgy (in the lobby), and officiate our meeting plans with another to close (in the map-room or back in the lobby). This is Inisfree; only total compatibility allowed. Amen.
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Conceptual Images:
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Keyboards Here:
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Computer-screen Background-image:
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2022 Update: Minecraft 1:1 Build
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2026 July/+:
History:
2026 July 18 Saturday:
He was in one of the lower basements of his house, The Governor’s Mansion –the basement he called The Bat-cave II. Today was a BlackOps briefing. It was time for an update about the missions Inisfreean agents and other Inisfreean forces had been progressing/continuing over the last few weeks.
The room looked like a high-ceiling Space Age cafeteria; sheer white walls, like in a well-lit laboratory or quarantine facility, were on three sides, the fourth having a transparent metal surface which continued down from the ceiling until it was some seven feet above the floor, that remaining gap open to the three terraces of mag-lev train tracks, their tunnel ‘mouths’ at both sides. On the wall across those three pairs of parellel magnetic tracks was the house-wide triquetra logo of his first business, lit by unseen light sources, perhaps from within, if that part of that wall was translucent. A formation of evenly dispersed table (all bolted to the floor, if not fused with it, having been ‘grown’ from it, via Inisfree’s next-gen’ form of 3D-printing) and chairs filled much of the floorspace, with the only gaps being for two staircases (one to walk up from, and the other to walk down to, the middle of the three levels of this middle section of The Bat-cave II) and the lobby check-in / information semi-circle desk backed up against the middle wall of the three white walls.
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While this part of this basement was technically a lobby, the whole facility was a Sensitive Compartmentalized Information Facility (SCIF) within another SCIF; Inisfree itself was expertly shielded from any eavesdropping from the outside. This allowed “above Top Secret” (compartmentalized) conversations in the lobby. For rare times when meetings of other directors/experts intending to discuss separate compartmentalized BalckOps would be happening here, there were other floors in this basement, and rooms and booths as part of a suite on one of those other floors.
An Amber Heard ICV eyelocked politely with him, making sure to gaze at him how her kind knew he liked them gazing at him in times such as this. She was naked, except for an armband which was the wraparound version of their realm’s flag. She was not the Amber Heard ICV which was his permanent top-secretary, Inisfree’s Secretary of State; that ICV was ICV1 of all the batches-of-50 of this make-and-model, based on the Outlands actress of the same name. Amber Heard ICV1 almost always was tending to matters of managing all other ICVs stationed in Inisfree, so she was busy, and doing most of her work from her desk in floor 359 of WGI HQ Tower, miles away. Auz today just felt like being briefed by an identical-looking ICV down here.
Using her kegels like Morse code, plus using highly specialized French kissing, eye movements, eye-color changes, caresses, technopathy, and the spoken language only ICVs and he fully knew, she briefed him on all the still-ongoing BlackOps he had told some of her kind to conduct. It looked to the untrained eye like she was just on his lap, making out and grinding on him, fucking, almost making love. Inisfreeans multitasked far more than that, though.
Nyria (ICV0; the first of her kind, thus regarded as their prototype, albeit a perfect success, thus also a full-fledged ICV like all the rest) had previously briefed him about such things each time he came down here, but she was busy in the new dimension he had told her kind to start in 2013, shortly after The Rapture. She could meet him at any time without jeopardizing the management of that undertaking, but he, this time, wanted her there (not in The Bat-cave II’s lobby, but Star-System Auzdein), and he would meet her when he flew his “AF1” (B2-L) into that still-under-construction cosmic-scale place. She would brief him there the same way one of the Amber Heard ICVs now was in The Bat-cave II –language-wise; Nyria used the same combination of languages he had drafted for their kind, but her briefing would be in different types of rooms, such as the flight-decks of Inisfreean spacecraft, and not on regular chairs, but piles of a dozen or so other ICVs ‘weaving’ (interlocking) their limbs to form a ‘living throne’.
All ICVs were obeying his command to honor the High Queen’s cuckold-year game-rule that he not cum in anyone until she reauthorized it. They were apologetic every time they slowed or changed their pace of sex, or stopped moving, or dismounted, or interrupted his focus, to ensure he could never even accidentally cum in them. They professionally reminded him they must follow his orders, even though another of their subroutines was to always be pleasing and satisfying to him, since, overall, obeying him was slightly more pleasing and satisfying than helping him reach orgasm no matter what. In other words, even though he usually prefered to cum inside tens such as them, when he had agreed of his own free will to temporarily live by guidelines or requests of Ambi, as part of their bonding, challenges, and leveling up, what he wanted even more than cumming in female tens… was furthering his relationship with Ambi, and what he wanted most… his ICVs had been designed and confirmed to instantly also want most.
This Amber ICV sex-based briefing him… ran her fingers through his hair, and arched so that her breasts and feminine abs were always extended toward his torso and face. She knew everything that turned him on, and did those things, moment by moment, always aware of his shifting mood and fantasies, and she knew everything that turned him off, she and the rest of her kind always avoiding doing those things, catering to him even better than a genius could –because a genius would be clever, but lacking the shared consciousness he developed between himself and his creations. This took hardly any focus from her, i.e. supercomputer-brain processing-power; ICVs were genius creations who could handle far more complex tasks/operations than just ideal sex with a single partner at a time.
It took her about an hour to get through briefing him on the following:
The 2nd Secret Army was still heavily involved in the 39 rebuilt cities.
Rainbow 7 (the joint task-force which had elite military members from all human nations on Earth), now more than 12 Earth-years old, was still going strong, regularly taking on missions which not even a superpower (on its own) could handle.
Rainbow 8 (the joint task-force which had elite military members from both Earth’s human and nonhuman nations), now more than 11 Earth-years old, was still going strong, regularly taking on missions which not even Rainbow 7 (on its own) could handle; these were matters which human nations, which were seldom millennia old, had any experience with.
Rainbow 9 (the joint task-force which had elite military members from Earth and nearby colonized worlds; planets and moons in the Sun (a.k.a. solar) system), now more than 10 Earth-years old, was still going strong, regularly taking on missions which not even Rainbow 8 (on its own) could handle; these were matters which often extended slightly beyond Earth, such as to orbit and neighboring worlds.
BlackOps and secret facilities of Outlands humans; the Inisfreeans had been tasked with monitoring these, and they did so… so thoroughly, that the moment any human secret organization decided to start another secret program or facility… the ICVs noticed and monitored the entire process, and without ever being detected.
MCE5: ICVs were still keeping track of any atmospheric or other anomalies the members of CE5 were so sloppily/unwisely causing/manifesting/triggering. This was watchdogging an Outlander group so that group didn’t inadvertently create dangerous conditions for commercial or military aircraft, among other things. It was also to see if CE5 was a psyop or scam, tricking gullible test subjects into making unstable and misleading proto-people, i.e. imagination-formed entities who said gibberish and then disincarnated. There was even the possibility it was to try and get more people closer to mindsets which would be more easily manipulated by Blue Beam.
“Loop Break”: ongoing experiments to see how many things can be changed during events seemingly time traveled to years ago, or previewed via recently-unlocked life-like prophetic vision/s
The Hunt: ongoing ~annual hunting events involving ICVs hosting groups going to The Outlands to hunt various humans for sport
The (Inisfree’s) Voyages of Acquisition: Auz’s version of Gor’s hottie-abducting/-herding BlackOps
His corporation managing all his other businesses, ABD, was involved in BlackOps to protect its many business operations in The Outlands.
WGI was his first business, and in charge of ABD, but ABD had been added to help WGI transition into a focus on other things, such as ‘reimagining’ the way warfare is done (such as via A.I. and weather more than traditional weapons), saving countless lives, and being far more clever about the methods to attempt to achieve any give objective.
ICVs at work as infiltrators, wearing Assassin Suits, often traveling via Assassin Pods –though they rarely ended anyone, instead using subtleties and seduction, attempting to find mutually agreeable options
Outlanders who were assassins on their own, now allied with Auz
Dark Fleet ops/needs
The Memories Trust: not memory edits or memory wipes, like in Men Im Black movies, but temporary memory storage, for clients who have whatever reason/s for not always storing all of their memories within their own brains
Spectrum II: not just cell towers and similar devices influencing moods and thinking, but now how conception occurs, who is born with which abilities, which overlapping cell-service fields can negate or backfire/reverse which abilities/willpower, how well plants on farms and out in the wild grow, and the flow of time itself changed (if only locally and briefly), not just targets’ perception Of it
Before/Into The Rapture/Shift, evil/rude humans (disrespectful to Auz and the environment) were sent to FEMA camps, then (en masse; at start of 2013) disintegrated.
Since/After, they got clandestinely messed with, kept financially and medically struggling, all their endeavors meddled with, if not fully sabotaged, leaving them alive and very stressed.
Magicks Chambers facility stuff was also part of this briefing, since the level of magick done in that facility was so advanced… most covens and other magick groups didn’t even know it existed, or had forbidden what little they Did know about it.
Even his magazine, MKM,
and his porn company, Grunt Entertainment,
and his clothing line, Kno,
and his two bands, VRII and VRIII,
and the five Congresses he had drafted (just the Global (Earth) one started so far),
were ongoing BlackOps, thus discussed today.
–The annual meeting of The Council of Elders was to brief/discuss matters affecting all the allied races and civilizations.
–The sessions of the Congresses hosted in his realm were to gather volunteers so they could more easily hear each others’ proposals/requests and then team up to work with specific demographics/subsets on certain projects which rarely affected an entire race of species.
–His workday morning commute briefings in his airships was for micro/daily updates about his regular (not BlackOp) businesses/projects.
–That left his military and secret works to be briefed here in The Bat-cave II.
Normally, he chooses groups to share sex with; during nearly all of his previous meetings, it was a 6×6 formation of hotties all around him, if not even more. This one rare time, he was trying it one on one. He could always summon a variety of ICVs, and/or more of the Amber ICV, right after.
At the end of being told via kisses and kegels and special eye changes humans cannot do, and via series of spoken sounds whose meaning would be difficult for humans to understand, he decided to make this trip down to this basement serve two purposes. Holding that Amber ICVs hand, he walked with her around the lobby’s info desk, past the two ICVs on shift there, through the semi-permeable ‘smart’-membrane door on the wall behind them, out onto the arm-like walkway which terminated in the center of the spherical map-room, and out past that end… onto the invisible bridge that went the rest of the way to the opposite side. There, he walked through the holographically-hidden inner-door, then turned and went down the all-diamond staircase to the armory-range double-doors.
Inside that basement multi-story armory and shooting range combo, dozens more ICVs joined him, helping him retrieve and prepare numerous firearms he’d 3D-printed to be functioning real-life tangible likenesses of those in his favorite games and movies. Lining up at the yellow line on the floor, they waited for the Range Master to tell them they were allowed to advance to the red line. At the red line, they then waited for that master to tell them they were allowed to start shooting at the targets downrange, which they all did with professionalism and precision… but also horniness and smiles.
All of them were naked. Being naked on shooting ranges was normal in his realm, since hardly anyone needed protective clothing or gear, and many of the firearms did not need magazines to hold bullets, but were powered with vril and other energies, and reloaded by portals or other sophisticated means. Nakedness also made it easier to leave his hard dick in the females while both they and he took turns firing while standing, kneeling, sitting, or lying prone, i.e. being still.
After enjoying firing the selected weapons ‘brought to life’ from games and movies, they would go to the surface terrain, where…
the regular outdoor shooting-range was, and do some naked training-tower special-warfare entry drills in it. This was his idea of a winddown after a long briefing; naked shooting beside naked hotties, then some naked breaching and room-clearing, like John Wick training but way steamier. This is Inisfree.
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Convo during a meeting where potential teammates are given enough/partial info/briefing so they can then decide if they want to participate in the upcoming op:
“How will we get through their airspace?”
“Because if they try to stop us, they’ll die.”
“…How?”
“They just will.”
“You expect me to just Trust you?”
“No. Go or don’t. It’s up to you. I don’t care if you trust me. I care about getting in there with a good team, and back out with all of them.”
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