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Re: The NeverEnding Story

Posted By: •M Date: 4/4/05 9:45 p.m.
In Response To: Re: The NeverEnding Story (blake37)

: She had been born on Mars, but by working odd and sometimes less then savory
: jobs, she had been able to scrape enough money together to leave the
: poverty behind. She took all she had, which was very little, and left only
: a promise to come back for her mother. Her method of transportation was a
: lonly rich man whom she had cajoled into taking her to earth. The man was
: expereancing some problems with the cilmit control, and just happened to
: take his boat to Ralphs father. Ralph was working that day and, being the
: young man he was, feel head over heels trying to do everything he could to
: help Eve get set up in her new home. They were friends for years, and when
: Ralph announced that he was going to work for the UESC, she let him stay
: on her couch when his father put him out. Romance finaly sparked and they
: were married 10 mounths later.
: about a yearinto this marrige, Eve remembered her promise to her mother at
: about 11:30 at night. Since Ralph had good connections, he was able to get
: her to Mars a week and a half later without breaking the bank, but he
: wasn't able to come acompeny her. She had only enough money on her to make
: one short radio call and to get her mother back. She saved the call for
: three days untill she found her, and ralph was overjoyed for her when he
: heard the voices of both women. Then a distirbing thing happened; another
: voice came over the speaker, a third woman. "Please help me...I've
: had notheing to eat in days, and now that I've found something, they're
: after me!" Then sobbing.
: Before Ralph could hear another coherent word, he heard a crash fallowed by
: screaming "Eve!" Ralph shouted, "Eve! Plea-Damn!" The
: radio had died, and he never heard from her again. He began a frantic
: search through every source of Martian news, anything was better then
: uncertinty...
After three harrassed days without much sleep a friendly client in high places on mars pulled some corporate levers and he got a report of the martian security force and a videofeed of one of their sec-bots. The report was dry, harsh and to the point. A tiny mob, no more than a dozen people were chasing the neigbours wife who somehow had gotten an armfull of vat-grown food. In panick she had busted in on Eve's surface-compartment, the mob also entered and in the strugle a faulty wall was breached. The explosive evaporating atmossphere launched the interior's furniture into a maelstrom and while most people escaped back into a secure tunnelback a few were hit by debris, among them Eve. She was knocked unconsious and could have survived if the air was breathable. It was not.
The videofeed was after the body's had cleared. The chalked outlines combined with the trajectories of the furniture confirmed the tale.
Ralph still had the report and vid, all closed up and double protected in his private mem-sphere. Once a year he got stone-drunk, looked at it in silence and went barhopping, looking for a fight. His crew knew about this, and while allowing him to pick a fight they made sure nothing serious happened after a drunken brawl. Then they made sure he got in his own quarters relatively unharmed.
The triggering of memories by Eve's name had made him bitter in an instant. The UESC spook could go to hell trying to get to him on an emotional level. Which had worked. He was ready for a brawl right now.
"You will give me an hour to clear matters with my crew", Ralph said.
"Oh no mr Cameron, I must insist..."
"Eat vacuum, I'm not much of a shipbuilder if I don't hand over the command to the boseman with the yards sec-files and keyes, am I? I'm not a diplomat, so if I say I need an hour to transfer protocols, I need 60 minutes of them".
"Allright mr Cameron, the 60 minutes start as of now. At 14.45 exact I will have you onboard the vessel Archangel Michel Bravo or your shipbuilderyears are over."

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The NeverEnding Story D-M.A. 4/2/05 9:55 a.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story blake37 4/2/05 11:05 a.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story D-M.A. 4/3/05 4:49 a.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story Yossarian 4/3/05 9:46 a.m.

Keep going! I'll post this to the MaraFF in awhile *NM* Blayne 4/3/05 3:31 p.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story D-M.A. 4/4/05 5:33 a.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story blake37 4/4/05 11:50 a.m.

Just a reminder about pre-FTL communication *NM* Steve Levinson 4/4/05 12:31 p.m.

Opps, your right.... Erm, crap :-\ *NM* blake37 4/4/05 1:10 p.m.

Re: Opps, your right.... Erm, crap :-\ D-M.A. 4/4/05 8:00 p.m.

Correct - wanted to be sure others didn't slip up *NM* Steve Levinson 4/4/05 8:19 p.m.

Re: Opps, your right.... Erm, crap :-\ blake37 4/5/05 10:33 a.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story •M 4/4/05 9:45 p.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story Forrest of B.org 4/5/05 8:02 a.m.

Re: AMB •M 4/5/05 8:13 a.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story Yossarian 4/9/05 8:11 a.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story Forrest of B.org 4/10/05 5:48 p.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story - note Blayne 4/11/05 3:38 p.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story •M 4/13/05 1:42 p.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story D-M.A. 4/18/05 5:25 a.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story duality 5/21/05 12:02 a.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story Blayne 5/23/05 5:41 p.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story D-M.A. 5/23/05 7:55 p.m.

lazy baztardoz! *NM* Johannes Gunnar 5/24/05 6:22 a.m.

did it duality 5/24/05 1:51 p.m.

Re: did it Blayne 5/26/05 12:34 p.m.

Re: did it duality 5/27/05 3:11 p.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story Yossarian 6/1/05 7:40 p.m.

Wow! Great job, Yoss. *NM* Steve Levinson 6/2/05 3:56 a.m.

Agreed! *NM* D-M.A. 6/2/05 7:21 a.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story chotinai 6/22/05 9:07 p.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story Yossarian 6/22/05 10:19 p.m.

weirdest spam eVer mb?! :P *NM* Johannes Gunnar 6/23/05 2:26 a.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story Enkidu 6/23/05 4:20 p.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story Blayne 6/26/05 12:03 p.m.

Re: The NeverEnding Story D-M.A. 12/2/06 9:52 a.m.

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: After three harrassed days without much sleep a friendly client in high : places on mars pulled some corporate levers and he got a report of the : martian security force and a videofeed of one of their sec-bots. The : report was dry, harsh and to the point. A tiny mob, no more than a dozen : people were chasing the neigbours wife who somehow had gotten an armfull : of vat-grown food. In panick she had busted in on Eve's : surface-compartment, the mob also entered and in the strugle a faulty wall : was breached. The explosive evaporating atmossphere launched the : interior's furniture into a maelstrom and while most people escaped back : into a secure tunnelback a few were hit by debris, among them Eve. She was : knocked unconsious and could have survived if the air was breathable. It : was not. : The videofeed was after the body's had cleared. The chalked outlines combined : with the trajectories of the furniture confirmed the tale. : Ralph still had the report and vid, all closed up and double protected in his : private mem-sphere. Once a year he got stone-drunk, looked at it in : silence and went barhopping, looking for a fight. His crew knew about : this, and while allowing him to pick a fight they made sure nothing : serious happened after a drunken brawl. Then they made sure he got in his : own quarters relatively unharmed. : The triggering of memories by Eve's name had made him bitter in an instant. : The UESC spook could go to hell trying to get to him on an emotional : level. Which had worked. He was ready for a brawl right now. : "You will give me an hour to clear matters with my crew", Ralph : said. : "Oh no mr Cameron, I must insist..." : "Eat vacuum, I'm not much of a shipbuilder if I don't hand over the : command to the boseman with the yards sec-files and keyes, am I? I'm not a : diplomat, so if I say I need an hour to transfer protocols, I need 60 : minutes of them". : "Allright mr Cameron, the 60 minutes start as of now. At 14.45 exact I : will have you onboard the vessel Archangel Michel Bravo or your : shipbuilderyears are over."

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The NeverEnding Story	D-M.A.	4/2/05 9:55 a.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	blake37	4/2/05 11:05 a.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	D-M.A.	4/3/05 4:49 a.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	Yossarian	4/3/05 9:46 a.m.
Keep going! I'll post this to the MaraFF in awhile NM	Blayne	4/3/05 3:31 p.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	D-M.A.	4/4/05 5:33 a.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	blake37	4/4/05 11:50 a.m.
Just a reminder about pre-FTL communication NM	Steve Levinson	4/4/05 12:31 p.m.
Opps, your right.... Erm, crap :-\ NM	blake37	4/4/05 1:10 p.m.
Re: Opps, your right.... Erm, crap :-\	D-M.A.	4/4/05 8:00 p.m.
Correct - wanted to be sure others didn't slip up NM	Steve Levinson	4/4/05 8:19 p.m.
Re: Opps, your right.... Erm, crap :-\	blake37	4/5/05 10:33 a.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	•M	4/4/05 9:45 p.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	Forrest of B.org	4/5/05 8:02 a.m.
Re: AMB	•M	4/5/05 8:13 a.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	Yossarian	4/9/05 8:11 a.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	Forrest of B.org	4/10/05 5:48 p.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story - note	Blayne	4/11/05 3:38 p.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	•M	4/13/05 1:42 p.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	D-M.A.	4/18/05 5:25 a.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	duality	5/21/05 12:02 a.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	Blayne	5/23/05 5:41 p.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	D-M.A.	5/23/05 7:55 p.m.
lazy baztardoz! NM	Johannes Gunnar	5/24/05 6:22 a.m.
did it	duality	5/24/05 1:51 p.m.
Re: did it	Blayne	5/26/05 12:34 p.m.
Re: did it	duality	5/27/05 3:11 p.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	Yossarian	6/1/05 7:40 p.m.
Wow! Great job, Yoss. NM	Steve Levinson	6/2/05 3:56 a.m.
Agreed! NM	D-M.A.	6/2/05 7:21 a.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	chotinai	6/22/05 9:07 p.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	Yossarian	6/22/05 10:19 p.m.
weirdest spam eVer mb?! :P NM	Johannes Gunnar	6/23/05 2:26 a.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	Enkidu	6/23/05 4:20 p.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	Blayne	6/26/05 12:03 p.m.
Re: The NeverEnding Story	D-M.A.	12/2/06 9:52 a.m.



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