Editing Atlantis (Tobyverse) (section)

== History ==

In 1857, while Britain was distracted and embroiled in the conflict in India, Baron Cornelius Klough, aka Baron Nemesis, Master of Mechanism, struck. His plan was truly diabolical. It had always been known that he was a master engineer, metallurgist and clockmaker, but his mastery of geology and tectonics was, until now, unknown. Loading hijacked freighters with a series of strange devices, he then proceeded to sink them at a series of points in the middle of the Atlantic. Then, at some unknown signal, the devices activated, and Baron Nemesis achieved the impossible, and somehow created land. It could be that he raised an already sunken island, or manipulated the plate tectonics. Or even triggered an as-yet unknown underwater volcano, bringing it to the surface. What is known is that he dragged a huge landmass to the surface. Then, he and his hidden legion struck. They seized the island within a matter of hours and began fortifying it. Nemesis hoped to use it as a nigh-impenetrable staging ground for his forces, able to strike at both sides of the Atlantic with his armored battleships and submersibles. They even began laying the groundwork for a series of war-factories. But one piece of bad luck would doom Nemesis's mad plot. The clipper The Prince of Wales happened to be crossing the Atlantic at the time, and spotted the legions of darkness. The first mate, William Shore, had once been a marine, and fought the Baron's forces at the Orkney Islands and off the coast of France before, and recognized the dangers. Deft handling by the captain, Eustace Shrive, allowed The Prince of Wales to escape the slower armored ships of Nemesis's forces, and as night fell they were able to slip away under cover of darkness. Racing back to England, the officers and crew of The Prince of Wales immediately descended en masse on the offices of the Admiralty, and after a short time and some truly desperate pleas, the British military ground into action. Their anti-Nemesis task force was called in from near Prussia, and the situation was reported to the various embassies. The British task force set sail at once, hoping to catch the Baron while he was still constructing his defenses. They did, and the battle raged with incredible ferocity. A full half the task force was sunk, and only the intervention of a convoy of French and Spanish ships were able to save the day. The remainders of the fleet bombarded the island heavily, and marines stormed the main buildings. Baron Nemesis looked to make his escape on one of his experimental rocket balloons, but was shot by marksmen before getting out of range. To this day his body and vehicle have not been recovered.

But then the world was left with a question. What to do with this new and now-unclaimed land mass. The forces present at the island almost fell to in-fighting before an agreement was reached and a contingent from each country was left to defend the island. The debate raged for over a decade, but ever so slowly a decision was reached, and the island was bought by a consortium of primarily British businessmen. This was one facet of the group called the Visionaries. The Visionaries had been a loose network of friends and contacts to each other, until the island. Several of them saw incredible potential in such a landmass, seeing it as a place where they could create an ideal city. The group grew, until it encompassed some of the most brilliant minds in science and business of the day. Americans, British, French and more all came together to bring about this one grand idea, of a virgin land to shape in their own image. The Visionaries paid out massive bribes, blackmailed officials, directed the course of diplomacy and eventually outbid every other faction and force that hoped to control the island. It was then they began the true work of Atlantis. They brought only the most brilliant of designers in on the project, and at every level no expense was spared. The money that was poured into the project was astronomical, unbelievable for the time. They paid handsome commissions to any agent of theirs that found a new scientist or architect or engineer for their project. It was to be the crowning jewel of the civilized world. It took twenty years and more to fully complete. And when it opened its doors on May of 1894, only a year after the World's Fair in Chicago, everyone was amazed. It was a fantastical construction, unimaginably advanced for the time. It was one of the second cities after Chicago to adopt the skyscraper every building was a work of art. The Visionaries had outdone themselves, and people from all over the world began clamoring to get in. Immigration was tight, and the Visionaries had already selected many of the first residents. And there was a rigorous testing and investigation process to get in. Rumors abounded of the Visionaries' eugenics testing programs, and to this day the reason behind the extensive blood testing is unknown. But still people got in. They flocked in droves to Progress City, and fortunes were made simply conveying them away after they had failed the process. To this day the massive barracks constructed to house the various immigrants while they were checked still stand, and have been converted into living quarters for the various warehouse workers of Poseidon Docks. Atlantis was a massive success.

It continued as such until the nineteen teens. It was then that there was a great clamor to separate and declare independence, since until then Atlantis had technically been a British colony, the Visionaries having decided that it was simplest to allow Britain some control. This outcry was only strengthened at the outset of World War I. The people of Atlantis wanted nothing to do with the war, and so, at the height of the war, Atlantis withdrew, declaring its independence as a free and independent state. The British were furious, but could do little to stop them.