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 on: September 16, 2018, 07:01:08 PM 
Started by cairn destop - Last post by cairn destop
I welcome any and all comments and will reply to your questions.  First chapter goes up 09/24/2018.  Hope you'll read and enjoy.  Chapters to be released Monday, Wednesday, and Friday each week for eight weeks.

 on: September 16, 2018, 06:57:56 PM 
Started by cairn destop - Last post by cairn destop
This is an update of an earlier topic.  It needed a lot of work.  The story consist of 24 parts and will be released starting Monday 09/24/2018.  A new comment thread will also be made available.  The old story has been removed.  Those who read it will understand why the updated version.  Those who didn't, sit back and enjoy.

 on: September 12, 2018, 07:24:40 PM 
Started by Kaijugod - Last post by Kaijugod
Chapter 1: The Halo Observatory

Hajmoul Fluge sat, staring at Earth from the small porthole. The blue sphere floated there, floating free. He sighed. He had been away from Earth for five long years. Well, technically, he was only a few thousand miles away. The space station Halo was his home, and would be, his home. He didn’t like it, but it was the hard truth. His family, his friends, his son and daughter, all on Earth. Sure, they sent him cards. Sure, he spoke to them via VidPhone. And, of course, his good friend, Vlad snuck him cigarettes and beer, accompanied with a joke to lift the spirits. But it didn’t help. His term was over in ten more years, and he was scratching of the days on his calendar until then. He hated the station. He hated the taste of the artificial air. He hated the knowledge that if the power generators failed, they’d all die from lack of oxygen. He hated the notion that only a few feet of titanium separated a habitable environment from a deadly vacuum. Hajmoul hated his sorry excuse for an apartment, his dingy shower, his food (Except the food his wife sent). He hated everything on the damn station, including himself for volunteering. Hajmoul unbuckled himself out of the chair and allowed himself to float in the zero gravity. He was tired, but he had work to do. He grabbed the handrails one by one and pulled himself to the observation deck. It was really tiring. The circular shape of the station made it worse. The central hallway made one big loop. He had just left the crew quarters. 135 handrails away was the cafeteria. 170 was the marker for the engineering room. 200 was the lounge and casino. And 250 waste observation deck, and it wasn’t even a quarter of the way around. The station was immense. Hajmoul knew a man who once took an entire day to go from the medical room to the crew quarters. At least it was a good exercise. After about 20 minutes, he was at the observation deck. Now his work began.

Hajmoul pulled himself in the zero gravity to his work chair, and buckled himself in. The observation deck was empty except for him, so it was a really deathly quiet. Hajmoul opened the main shutters and a huge window appeared. He switched on the computer at his desk, as well. Then, he did his job. He observed earth. The Halo Station was, in short, an earth observatory. It was constructed and put into commission by earth’s first ruler, Rian Adamska, in 2368. Ever since WWIII, earth put down its weapons, the people became one. Earth was now one big democratic world, a calm, peaceful place. A new, universal language was set into place. Those of the 21st century would describe it as a mix of German, Spanish, Japanese, and French. This station was set into place to signify the unification of earth. This of course, was a long time ago. About a thousand years ago. Ancient history, as far as Fluge was concerned. As Hajmoul made a log of all the star positions and meteorites, he sang to himself an ancient song, a song sang in the original English language. Apparently, it was sung by a group called “The Beatles”, but he couldn’t be sure. Even the words did not make sense. His mother, who taught him it, his grandmother, his great grandmother, even his great-great grandmother, did not know not what the lyrics meant, but it still flowed nicely. Suddenly, a beeping sound came from the computer. Vlad was calling him! Happy to take a break from this tedious work, he accepted the message. Vlad’s face appeared. “Hey, Haj!” he said with a big grin. “Hello Vlad” Hajmoul answered. “How are things on your end?”

Vlad answered smiling “It’s great here, real water, air, good food. I bet it’s way better than at the station.”

“Don’t push it.”

“Okay, I’m done. Yeah, so how’s it up there?”

“Same as usual.”

“Sorry about that.”

“Don’t be, I signed up.”

“Ah well. You here about the uprising in North Africa?”

“No, I didn’t.” Hajmoul had heard of the uprisings, groups of people that wished for separate governments. The sometimes revolted violently, killing all in their way. “Well, a Communistic party bombed a school in North Africa. All children were killed.”

“All of them?”

“Not a single survivor from that school.”

“My God.”

“Yeah, it’s terrible.”

“How’s Molly?”

“She’s fine. She said the kids are good as well.”

“Good. Y’know, I really miss her. Can you tell her to come up to the station in a few days? I need to see her.”

“Sure. Y’know? What the hell, I’ll come too.”

“See you buddy.”

Please tell me what you think.

 on: August 31, 2018, 06:51:06 AM 
Started by light wolf - Last post by cairn destop
And the story ends.  Or does it?  Our writers have left us with a double cliffhanger.  Number one is obvious. Will our lady ever be tempted to accept the title of chief?  Number two is the fate of our departing wolf.  Will he find whatever he seeks or will those he wishes to evade be drawn to him like a magnet?

Now we wait for the next adventure.

Looking back it saddens me that nobody thought the story worthy of comment.  Let's hope for more reader input with the next one.

 on: July 13, 2018, 07:28:19 AM 
Started by light wolf - Last post by cairn destop
Regarding the strip of 7/11/18

Looks like our guy just got shot down.  Bad enough she said no, but than to laugh at him.  Can you say humiliation?  Quick exit stage left.

 on: May 26, 2018, 06:58:14 PM 
Started by light wolf - Last post by cairn destop
Didn't I say that sooner or later the secret regarding the orb's fate would become known?  Will now wait to see the repercussions. 

Will our two wolves spread the secret beyond North Island?
Would our high priestess be willing to kill to maintain the illusion that she has the orb?
Will somebody try to recover the orb?
Will any of the morph leaders seek vengeance for the extortion paid to the priestess?

 on: May 18, 2018, 02:13:36 PM 
Started by light wolf - Last post by cairn destop


Hum. You might be right there. I may have given the artist the wrong image from ITE:QTFO to work with. Let me see about fixing that if it's wrong.

Ah the bane of any series writer, continuety.  Saw the note about the strip of 5/17/18.  There are observant readers and they do call you out on such things.

 on: May 09, 2018, 01:50:11 PM 
Started by light wolf - Last post by WyrmMaster
Seems to me there is just a little mistake...
The Orb of Storm is blue. Purple is for the Orb of Hands, isn'it ?

Hum. You might be right there. I may have given the artist the wrong image from ITE:QTFO to work with. Let me see about fixing that if it's wrong.

 on: May 01, 2018, 01:33:53 PM 
Started by Kaijugod - Last post by Kaijugod
The Lunarians, also known as Moon People are the people living on the Moon. Despite being called Lunarians they are actually the modern day descendants of Humans who fled to the Moon over a thousand years ago to escape the Great Plague which wiped out most of their ancestors.

Technology: In terms of technology the Lunarians are far more advanced than their ancestors. Having over a thousand years to improve their ancestors already advanced technology. Having drones that are capable of traveling from the Moon to Earth and back again, as well as many other technological marvels.

Why don't they return: The reason why the Lunarians haven't returned to Earth yet is because they believe that the plague that nearly destroyed their ancestors is still on the planet and they fear that if they returned to Earth they could end up bringing the plague back to the Moon where it would finish what it started.

Knowledge on the Morphs: Apparently the Lunarians are well informed about the Morphs currently living on Earth. Having sent many automated drones down to the planet and have been observing the Morph's daily lives for years now.

For now this is all I could make. But this will be updated in the future. Please tell me what you think of this and feel free to ask me any questions.

 on: April 27, 2018, 10:37:34 PM 
Started by light wolf - Last post by light wolf
Seems to me there is just a little mistake...
The Orb of Storm is blue. Purple is for the Orb of Hands, isn'it ?

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