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It's happened before...
« on: November 28, 2014, 09:58:24 AM »
This is a teaser... more to come. :)

"Judgement Day. That's what the survivors are apparently calling it, we can hear them on the radio. They exist in scattered areas, but they are learning to fight back. Someone by the name of John Connor seems to be taking charge, it's almost as if he knew it was coming.

How anyone could have known I don't understand. How could someone who sounds like they are barely an adult have predicted and prepared for the nuclear holocaust that killed most of humanity? The breadth of knowledge he seems to have would have required a full military career to collect. It seems impossible, and yet... And yet he does seem to know.

Someday, perhaps, the survivors will explain how a child who should have been playing video games seemed to know that Skynet would turn against it's human creators.

Until then, we have preparations to make. If Connor and the resistance can win, humanity will survive. We are hedging the bets for humanity though... up here in the high orbitals that Skynet can't reach we are preparing. We will leave this cradle of humanity and seek out a new home, as far as we can run.

If they don't win, we may be the last hope. A few stragglers of humanity looking for a new home.

Fleeing a place called Earth."
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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #1 on: November 29, 2014, 04:38:45 AM »
Ok, you have my attention….
All hail the God of Frustration!!!

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #2 on: November 29, 2014, 06:52:53 AM »
Part One: 72 Hours ago

The drive into Kennedy Space Center was frustrating. The computer virus that seemed to be sweeping the world was causing traffic nightmares. Folks who had accidents or breakdowns on the road couldn’t call for help since the cellphone networks had failed early on. Now the traffic lights were acting up as the computers which controlled those were becoming affected. I was due into work, a guide for the usual pre-launch dog-and-pony show, almost 35 minutes ago… and I was only now reaching the access road.

The protestors caught me off guard. I knew, of course, that the religious nuts were out, complaining about the experimental package that my Orion vehicle was going to fly into space. The religious types objected to the frozen sperm and ova we were carrying into space. If they had known about the 10,000 carefully fertilized human eggs that were also in the package they would have gone ballistic. The various other animal samples wouldn’t have helped, but it was truly the human reproductive material that would have drawn their righteous anger. They believed that life began at conception, the idea that were trying to find out how that life was affected by long-term space exposure wouldn’t mean a thing. We were tinkering with the Commandment to “go forth and multiply.”

Trying to explain that we were honouring the Commandment was worse than useless. Ten experimental packages had been devised; nine had various types of shielding from the known risks of space. The final one was the control, and the problem. Nobody expected any of those fertilized eggs to remain viable. They were being sacrificed on the altar of learning. To those with strong religious convictions it was the same thing as human sacrifice, and just as sinful.

The Launch Center security force was doing a good job. The protestors were pushed off the road as I arrived and I barely had to slow my approach to the gate. One of the protestors caught my eye. Tall, slim and lithe, she was dressed conservatively. Brown, lifeless looking hair combined with those librarian glasses made here look mousy. I couldn’t help but think that if she dressed better, and maybe dyed her hair, she would be a stunner. The sign she carried, “God has a plan,” ended my speculation. The look she gave me when she caught my eyes appraising here drove a stake through the heart of my interest. That one was more machine than human, a pure cold fish.

As I drove past the protestors I looked again at the woman in my mirror. Not my usual type, but something about her was attractive. An impish part of me replayed the famous speech by John F. Kennedy, “… not because they are easy, but because they are hard.” I laughed, yeah, that would be a hard sell. Religious zealot and single astronaut, not exactly a match made in Heaven, or the heavens for that matter.

My assessment had taken me all the way into the parking lot. I parked my car and dashed into the building, a quick stop in the nearest bathroom to check my appearance and I was ready. Freeze my face into the friendly visage of the “hero” and take my place in the highest paid retail job in the country. My turn to sell space to the politicians.

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #3 on: November 29, 2014, 10:41:42 AM »
Yes, this is going to get very interesting.  So far you have a most plausible scenario and I'll be most interested in seeing how it unfolds.

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #4 on: November 29, 2014, 10:49:27 AM »
This isn't a very long story, but I think that by the time it ends the sci-fans will have had a chuckle.

The best part is... it works. No science fiction franchise is harmed in the writing of this story. LOL!

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #5 on: November 30, 2014, 03:02:12 AM »
One of the protestors caught my eye. Tall, slim and lithe, she was dressed conservatively. Brown, lifeless looking hair combined with those librarian glasses made here look mousy. I couldn’t help but think that if she dressed better, and maybe dyed her hair, she would be a stunner. The sign she carried, “God has a plan,” ended my speculation. The look she gave me when she caught my eyes appraising here drove a stake through the heart of my interest. That one was more machine than human, a pure cold fish.

Wouldn't happen be related to this one per chance? ;)

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #6 on: November 30, 2014, 03:04:23 AM »
:)

No. A similar look, and other circumstances they might be friends... of a sort.

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #7 on: November 30, 2014, 03:05:08 AM »
Part Two: 71 Hours ago

The dog-and-pony show was proceeding well, or at least as well as the usually did. The various politicals “oohed” and “aahed” at just about anything that had flashing lights and the operation of which they didn’t understand. Again, as usual, I resisted the temptation to show them the coffee machine. It had flashing lights, and I doubted that any of them made coffee for themselves; it would probably have confused them.

I’ve been told I don’t have the proper respect for our political leadership. Those that have said that are probably right. I know that it almost cost me my shot at the astronaut program. One low flyby off Kennebunkport, Maine had almost had me beached by the Marines. It had also earned me the callsign “Boomer.” OK, I may have broken the sound barrier… by 150 kts. I have no idea why that Secret Service agent jumped off the ex-Presidents yacht though. I cleared the masthead by a good 15-20 feet!

I was now the oldest Captain in the USMC, but I was also quite possibly the best fighter pilot in the USMC. It was that which had finally got me past the guardians of the hallowed halls at NASA. They gave me a shot at the Orion simulator, and tried to wash me out. I lost all computer support shortly after committing to re-entry. I’d flown the profile by hand, and missed the computer score by only 0.01%... to the positive. I beat the damn machine, I always did. NASA had explained that they needed me, and the USMC had grudgingly allowed my detachment. Grudgingly, or gleefully, I’m not sure. My detailer had horrible handwriting.

The raucous wailing of the alert siren shattered my reverie. Security and handlers whisked the various politicos away, as fast as cockroaches fleeing a lit kitchen light. I sprinted to the crew prep area, protocol called for any ready crew to prepare to fly off any spacecraft that was flight ready in the event of war. My Orion was undergoing tank pressurization tests; it was flight ready even if not due to fly for another 4 days.

As I dressed, I ran through the list of what was in orbit. There were three Skylab II modules, the prototype Mars Transfer Vehicle, the International and Chinese space stations, numerous satellites and transfer vehicles… An extensive list to be sure. It struck me as a little odd, normally these exercises were held at a time when a crew would be hard-pressed to make a valid decision on “Go-No Go” for launch. Our decision would be easy, more than sufficient assets existed in orbit to press for immediate combat launch, even if it had never been attempted.

Finished with crew prep I ran, well… trundled, to Mission Control. Once there I would state my judgement that we were “GO for EBL”, Evacuation By Launch. I prepared myself for the right “I’m taking this exercise seriously” expression, it would look good on the cameras that always recorded everything. I’d caught up with Col. Gosteruner in the hall and we arrived together. We collided as he stopped dead once he saw the Space Activity Display in Mission Control. I managed to push only half way around him before I saw it as well.

Thousands of tracks. It appeared that the US had flushed all of it’s ICBMs at targets in Russia and China. Those two countries had responded and thousands of other tracks showed as inbound. Hundreds of other tracks showed launches and impacts in the Middle East. Twenty of thirty nuclear detonations already dotted the map as the world spasmed.

This was no exercise.

“Colonel! Colonel Gosteruner! We are Go for EBL! EBL NOW!” The man was stunned and not responding, I was literally screaming at him. “Tie, dammit! WE ARE GO FOR EBL! We need to get to the pad!” I looked into Control and found the Launch Director, “Bobby! Orion is Go for EBL! Start the count!”

Bobby was as stunned as anyone, but the famed NASA stolidity in the face of disaster still worked. He steadied and keyed his mike to all channels. “This is Mission Control, this is not an exercise. Leapfrog! I say again Leapfrog! Leapfrog! Leapfrog! Set the clock to five minute hold, crew release. Live bird on the Pad!”

My own control almost shattered at Bobby’s “Leapfrog” call. He was right though, Mankind was at risk and Leapfrog was the standby plan for possible survival. The odds were never greater than 1.8% in simulations. Space rarely ever held anything that might help the species survive a holocaust.

I turned away without looking back. Mission Control needed to launch Orion 014-F, my bird. It might just have become an Ark for the human species. I had a place flying it, they had to stay. In the cold calculs of space travel a new reality existed:

Orion 014-F was man-rated, Earth no longer was.

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #8 on: November 30, 2014, 06:19:36 AM »
*whistles* Now that's one hell of a start to things.  I daresay that it's going to get any better as Skynet is certain to try and catch the Orion on the rise before it can clear to the high orbitals.

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #9 on: November 30, 2014, 07:07:49 AM »
Part Three: 70 Hours ago

Miami was hit before we even got out to the pad. Tampa, Jacksonville and Orlando followed with ten minutes. The Tampa hit would sweep a fallout cloud over us in less than an hour if we weren’t off the pad, then came Orlando and our window dropped to only 17 minutes.

Leapfrog meant that anyone who could get to the spacecraft would be taken onboard based on “value.” Value in this sense meaning, “Can this person add survival probability to the human race?” Security found one of our two Missions Specialists, the other was… had been rather, in Jacksonville. The man was stuffed aboard unceremoniously, complaining loudly that he might be able to stop it all if he got to a computer terminal.

Orion 014-F carried an experimental passenger module below our capsule. It had never flown, let alone carried passengers. At the moment the base security detail was busy stuffing the first twelve people they had found of “value” into it. I had no idea who those passengers were. The Gunnery Sergeant knew the mission, I’m sure he picked ruthlessly. Not all the passengers appeared to understand or to be volunteers; one even appeared to be in cuffs!

Not my concern, I could sort that out in orbit, assuming we made it. Our last person was ushered into the capsule, a young Asian woman I had seen around Mission Control. I didn’t know who she was, but another expert in… something… couldn’t hurt. She had no suit, of course, not that it mattered. We either survived launch or we didn’t, suits weren’t going to help.

I suddenly did a double take as I realized where I had seen our newest crewmember before. She worked at NASA, but not for NASA. She was the girl from the Starbucks! She was a medical student earning money for school, I recalled that she wanted to study space medicine and had been unable to get a placement at NASA. She’d taken this job to get exposure, and maybe to snag the next available opening.

I caught the eye of the Gunny as he was closing the hatch. I looked briefly at the new “crewmember” and raised an eyebrow. Gunny was blunt, he said nothing but “The experimental module”. 10,000 human embryos in that module, I was afraid to think who Gunny had stuffed into the passenger compartment. I wanted to object, but if humanity were to survive, we would need to have babies… and that meant young healthy women.

I’d started the clock as soon as it was apparent that we would take on a full load. 90 seconds left, the security detail would never get away in time. I looked back to the hatch to thank the Gunny, but the hatch was already locking down. I sent a silent prayer after him anyway, I’m sure he knew this was a last gasp. He’d done what he could for us anyway.

Liftoff was terrifying. I hadn’t even looked at the weather and we were right on the ragged edge. The flight to orbit was worse, much worse. Twenty seconds after launch we received a message from USS Farragut her AEGIS system was tracking us and had plotted an optimum firing solution for her SM-3 Standard missiles. Those missiles could catch us all the way to low Earth orbit!

Ten nerve-racking seconds went by before the Captain of Farragut told us he had manually fired all the SM-3 and SM-6 missiles that might threaten us. The missiles were tracking, he couldn’t stop that. The course they had to follow would bring them through our exhaust plume though, none of them could survive to intercept. I was about to thank him when a voice in the background called, “Captain! The Tomahawks!...”

The transmission broke up with a sudden, and final, electronic squeal.

We were on our way.

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #10 on: November 30, 2014, 09:11:45 AM »
Damn, that launch is as dramatic as the one through the hurricane's eye in Marooned.

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #11 on: November 30, 2014, 10:03:16 AM »
A request...

The 'hook' in this story may become apparent to some readers long before the in-story Narator ever clues in.

No spoilers thanks. :)

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #12 on: December 01, 2014, 01:28:37 AM »
Part Four: 53 Hours ago

Our arrival on orbit was anticlimactic, almost routine. News started to trickle in slowly. We heard that the computers had revolted and launched the attack on Russia and China by itself. Automated defence systems across the planet were targeting population and military centers. Skynet had assumed control of most of the West’s military, and then used it against us. Plotting our orbit, I saw that we had six hours before we crossed over the  AEGIS Ashore installation in Australia. I had to assume that Skynet now controlled it and would try and use it against us.

Our launch had been programmed for rendezvous with the ISS, now I wished it hadn’t. We needed the resources the ISS could offer, but the inclined, low-altitude orbit put us at huge risk. Any SM-3 missile Skynet could control could reach us. To get the things we needed meant we had to link up, but I didn’t need to like it.

I was gratified to see that the ISS crew had started preparations to boost to a higher orbit. The original plans for the ISS to be disassembled and allowed to burn on re-entry had long-since been abandoned. The current plan had been for ISS to serve as the backbone of a construction facility assembling the vehicles that would explore the Moon and Mars.

To accomplish that plan the ISS had started to be fitted with the electric engines that could boost it to a 1,000-mile orbit. Eight of the twelve engines were already mounted and three others had been delivered. I didn’t know if eleven engines could do the job, but the ISS crew seemed convinced.

Orbit three held pure terror. Vandenberg AFB launched an unmanned USAF X-37 vehicle on a rendezvous course. We all believed it was a weapon of some sort. An anti-satellite weapon of that size could wipe out everything near the ISS. Two more X-37’s followed, I hadn’t been aware that USAF kept that many vehicles available, let alone prepped for launch.

First to arrive were the two later launches. They took up station about 10 miles out and the payloads bays opened, revealing a weapons system that looked like it merged rocket pods with the sensor suite of an Apache attack helicopter. So, these were the rumoured “space fighters” that we categorically “didn’t have”. Wonderful, I was getting a good look just before Skynet used them to kill us.

“Orion, ISS. This is USAF interceptor flight at your 6 o’clock, 10 miles. We are manned and not, repeat NOT, under computer control. The boss thought you folks could use some cover. Vehicle three has the missing engine for the ISS. The original plan was to use it for… something else. You folks need it more, it’s yours now.”

My relief was almost crushing. I was sure we were dead, and now we had a chance to live. For the next twelve hours we worked like slaves, our passengers completely ignored. ISS was fitted with her remaining engines and readied for boost. We were joined by the Chinese station, Hòuqǐzhīxiù. Another surprise, no one on our side had known it capable of achieving a higher orbit.

Our small fleet ready, we started the long, slow climb to 1,000 miles. There we could take stock and make plans.

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #13 on: December 01, 2014, 01:31:59 AM »
im loving this

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #14 on: December 01, 2014, 02:00:13 AM »
All hail the God of Frustration!!!

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But you can make the Bastard work for it.

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #15 on: December 01, 2014, 02:22:38 AM »
im loving this

Ditto!
+1
All I can say is that I hope the crew of those X-37s manage to survive somewhere; failing that, that their memory gets enshrined somewhere that they'll not be forgotten.

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #16 on: December 01, 2014, 02:23:36 AM »
Part Five: 19 Hours ago

Thirty-four hours of boost has seen us climb to our goal of 1,000 miles. We’ve started to translate to an equatorial orbit that will allow us to rendezvous with the Mars Transfer Vehicle and the nearby Skylab II modules. We’ve escaped, for the time being. We still don’t know if we have the ability to go any further.

Emotional shock and fatigue have taken their toll. For much of the boost phase our crews have rested, simply exhausted by what they have endured, and what has transpired on Earth below. I’d taken enough time to get our unwilling passengers settled before I collapsed myself.

The passenger module held eight women and four men. The men were all Marines from the security detachment, the women apparently just the first eight available to be stuffed aboard. One of our passengers actually was in handcuffs! The protestor I had seen at the gate had been arrested just before the Leapfrog call. She was still in the security vehicle when the call went out, and so now she was here.

Naturally, she refused to give her name. I didn’t argue, I just left the spot blank. I didn’t have the energy left to argue, I barely had the energy left to even just float here. If she was willing to exercise her right to remain silent… at least it was peaceful. She might have been strident and noisy. At least this way a man could sleep.

Our mission specialist was more problematic. He insisted that he might have stopped things if he could have just got online. He had worked at Cyberdyne Systems on the predecessor to Skynet. He believed that the Logic-Only Network had been invaded by Skynet and used to control the military. Had he just been able to send one command to the LON terminals they would have shut down. It wouldn’t even have mattered if Skynet had tried to countermand the order. In the event of contradictory orders the system was designed to shut itself off. It was hardwired.

He might have been right, I didn’t care. While the nuclear forces of the planet spasmed, and settled old scores, shutting down Skynet would have made little difference. The scenario, once started, was self-completing.

I did give him access to the communication system. He transmitted his instructions… and damn. Hundreds, thousands of systems reverted to human control. We could hear the joyous communications from Earth as military units suddenly found themselves in control of weapons the computer had appropriated.

We might not succeed, but we had just given those still on Earth a chance.

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #17 on: December 01, 2014, 05:03:01 AM »
Part Six: 5 Hours ago

Hòuqǐzhīxiù had proved capable of docking and lifting the two manned X-37’s. In truth it wasn’t so much of a “dock” as it was that the two craft were simply grappled to the frame of Hòuqǐzhīxiù and the pilots spacewalked to an airlock. What really mattered was that it worked. Our two guardians were coming with us. We might need them.

We’ve started the work on designing new vehicle stacks out of the pieces available to us. My own Orion and the Skylab II modules would be mounted to either side of the Mars Transfer Vehicle. ISS truss assemblies ran down one side of the new stack to give it greater strength. To the rear of the stack, flanking the motors of the MTV we were fitting eight of the ISS boost motors.

Left and right of our new central stack were the smaller diameter ISS modules. These too were tied into the truss, with docking adapters making it one large ship. We would be abandoning most of our solar arrays, they were of little use where we were headed. The MTV mounted a powerful nuclear thermal generator. It could get us out to geo-synchronous orbit. Once there, were would raid the satellites there that held more of the generators.

The solar panels we were keeping wouldn’t be used for power. We would mount them ahead of our ship to be used as ablative shielding. We would have used more, we didn’t have the resources to make use of them all though. The four electric thrusters not used on our ship were to be transferred to Hòuqǐzhīxiù. With those in place both vessels would be able to maintain the same acceleration.

Once established in geo-synchronous orbit we could stop and take stock of our future. Our best bets seemed to be either Mars or the asteroid belt. I favoured the belt; the resources there were easier to get at without landers. We could collect materials and start the work of refining. Once again I was struck by how lucky we were, virtually everything we needed to become self-sustaining we had. What we didn’t, we had the facilities to facbricate.

Our one critical shortage would be water. Water would give us the ability to extract oxygen for breathing and as oxidizer for our rockets. We could also extract hydrogen as reaction mass. I didn’t know how we would find the water we needed, but I was starting to have faith, somebody up there seemed to like us.

We could use all the help we could get.

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #18 on: December 01, 2014, 05:39:09 AM »
Aha!!  Another brilliant story!  Very good...how did it go with Baen Books, BTW?

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #19 on: December 01, 2014, 06:20:43 AM »
Still editing my HH piece... it was a real mess and had to be put into the timeline right. That meant re-reading most of the HH series. :)

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« Reply #20 on: December 01, 2014, 07:02:43 AM »
Part Seven: Now

We’re having a council of Captains. I seem to be in charge of our ship; Colonel Gosteruner had fallen into a deep depression. He was functional, but only barely. I suspected that if we had liquor he would be spending much of the time drunk. We have decided to go for the asteroid belt, but only after a quick stop at Mars. In Mars orbit is the Mars LIDAR Mapper. The LIDAR Mapper has two things we desperately need. The powerful laser onboard the MLM was used to scan the Mars surface, refocused it would become a powerful weapon. Fleet defence would get a massive boost by adding the laser.

Almost as important to our survival was the nuclear reactor aboard the MLM. The most powerful reactor in space, it will serve the fleet’s needs for decades to come. It will even have enough power to allow us to beam power from our flagship to Hòuqǐzhīxiù. The Chinese station had folded in its solar panel “wings” for our flight. It was a useful capability; I wondered why we at NASA had never thought of that for our stations.

I was growing more and more uncomfortable with how lucky we had been. What were the odds that human survival in space had occurred at just the same moment that it came under threat on Earth? It was as if… as if it had all been scheduled together somehow. Paranoia was starting to take root in me, I wondered how many others were developing similar forms of mental illness. We would have to keep folks busy, give them no time to wander down mental pathways best left unexplored.

I looked at my guests floating around the passenger module of Orion. Professor Adamason from the ISS, Valery (the Starbuck’s girl) representing the non-astronauts and Colonel Li from Hòuqǐzhīxiù. Our protestor was also present, she still wouldn’t talk, but neither would she move. Colonel Li spoke first, “Perhaps it would be easier for all if we use the English translation of Hòuqǐzhīxiù? I’m sure that those who do not speak Mandarin would be find it easier to simply call her Rising Star.”

I stopped dead.

It couldn’t be.

NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

The Mars Transfer Vehicle, known to the public as “Colony One.” Professor Adamason, Colonel “Tie” Gosteruner, my own callsign “Boomer.” The Chinese ship Rising Star…

And our un-named passenger. Her glasses were gone, lost before launch, but she didn’t need them apparently. They were never more than a prop. Her “brown” hair was starting to grown out. It promised to be a luxuriant, brilliant blonde.

I looked at the manifest on the wall, a the spot where her name would be, had she provided one. The blank spot staring back at me, as if wondering how I could have been so dense as to not see it before now.

Spot #6.

Skynet had destroyed mankind… but it was the Cyberdyne LONS which had made it possible. Cy-LONS, it said so right on the case.

I looked up at met the eyes of our “reluctant” passenger. The faint trace of a smile formed on her lips and she spoke the first words any of us had heard her speak:

“God has a plan”
« Last Edit: December 01, 2014, 07:13:05 AM by Silver Fox »

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #21 on: December 01, 2014, 07:04:27 AM »
Afterword:

Fleeing from the Skynet tyranny, the first Battlestar,  Galactica leads a rag-tag fugitive fleet on a lonely quest... from a shining planet known as Earth.
« Last Edit: December 01, 2014, 07:07:05 AM by Silver Fox »

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #22 on: December 01, 2014, 07:43:51 AM »
Still editing my HH piece... it was a real mess and had to be put into the timeline right. That meant re-reading most of the HH series. :)
That can take a while, there's a lot of books to re-read, even if you confine yourself to just the pertinent time period.

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« Reply #23 on: December 01, 2014, 07:45:18 AM »
Afterword:

Fleeing from the Skynet tyranny, the first Battlestar,  Galactica leads a rag-tag fugitive fleet on a lonely quest... from a shining planet known as Earth.
That's quite the kicker and twist.

Bravo!!

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Re: It's happened before...
« Reply #24 on: December 01, 2014, 07:48:35 AM »
It's happened before, it will happen again... It's happening now. :)