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OLD SCHOOL PULP SWORD, SAUCER AND SORCERY ADVENTURES IN UNIVERSES OF WEIRD SCIENCE FANTASY

Wednesday, April 10, 2019 [chapter 2]Thechildrens names were Abdan and Mershi. Preteens, traumatized.Everyone helped, but Mazi turned out to be surprisingly good withthem. Jase started teaching them how to read and the Ambassador wouldknit them garments while being petted by them. Mazi took all of theirgear out of their quarters and it was remade into a room for thekids.
Butthey had been raised as slaves, outside of civilized humanspace. Allthey knew was being used cruelly. Thats why Mazi was good withthem, despite being scarred and brutal; Mazi knew what it was like tohave to share air with broken wrecks. Mazi could tell when theywanted to eat, or cuddle with the Ambassador, or needed to be alone.
Thechildren, with the way they grew up, they couldnt even imagine anangel, To them the Ambassador was a big softpet. The luckiest childslaves got a hand-me-down or cast-offt; they were the currency oftheir rudimentary economy. The ambassador knitted, and piece by piecereplaced the oversize garments that the crew gave them to replace thefilthy rags they had been wearing.
Mershiknew some words and letters, Abdan was completly illiterate. Jase didtheir best to teach them. Wer thought that, considering Jasestemperment, they would have gotten along, but after a brief period ofawkwardly getting to know each other Wer could have sworn that thechildren had began getting the better of and taking advantage ofJase. Wer shrugged, lit a cigarette.
Completelyunsurprisingly Jase was the only one that had any media that was bothappropriate and that they found engaging. For games night cards, diceand Panzerkraft was replaced with childrens games that Jaseprinted out from an entertainment archive on his server. Snakes,ladder, micetraps, dice under plastic domes. It was actually a reliefplaying the completely luck based boardgames after the repeated farceof the Ambassador pretending that they couldnt win at every handof poker.; their performance had been flawless, leaving no onefeeling condescended, but it was still an insult to theirintelligences when they thought about it afterwards.
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Werhad been expecting past-date MREs. Instead it was a durafoam case offresh fish sealed in transparent foil packets. They were unpackingthe pallet of supplies after the initial business with the childrenhad been taken care of.
Thesesay Product of Hades on them. Assuming that nobody would sellcounterfeit Hades raised fish on Hades, how infested and polluted doyou think these are?
Theycant be any worse than these blank label cigarettes that youregoing to suck down. Besides, Ive seen you smoke fucking fast Wer,while you were integrated with the fucking helm. You used to callyourself the human garbage can.
Thattime was an emergency Mazi, Im way too old for fast anymore.Anyways, Im not worried about myself but the Ambassador doesntsmoke, Jase doesnt smoke, the kids dont... Wer stopped andlooked at Mazi.
Bothof them Wer. Slaves get by with whatever they can.
Well,Im not going to take away whatever small pleasure they have afterthe hell their lives have been.
Wercontinued digging through the pallet. Anyways, if you knew thatthen you damn well have better bought extra cigarettes as well.
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Jasefigured out how to make fish sticks. It was the only thing the kidsliked, everyone else resigned themselves to fish sticks for everymeal. The Ambassador gave all of the fruit from the plants they keptin their cabin to the children, after peeling and cutting them themup. Wer had seen the signs of malnutrition and had talked to themabout it. The Ambassador did a convincing performance of pretendingthat they hadnt already thought about it.
Onetime Wer found Jase watching recordings of the encounter with thegrown up ship at Hades. Wer watched for several minutes as Jasechanged camera, speed, rewound, repeated. Wer sparked a cigarette.what are you looking for Jase?
Ifeel like Im missing something.
Wersighed. You miss everything with the grown ups, thats why theyregods.
OkayJase, let me know if you find anything you think is important.
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Mazihad slung a hammock in the hold. Snorted when Wer asked if they wereokay bunking there.
Wershrugged, I still have to ask. I know your ass is made out ofgranite but I gotta do due diligence. Anyways, do you think we candrop the kids off at Gilead?
Anillegal colony of a primitivist cult outside of civilization? Maybe Ishould have left them at Hades instead Wer.
Fuckoff Mazi. Theyre some sort of peace church, maybe theyre notthat crazy. Maybe the kids are better off far away from civilization,the cops and the corps, at least out there they might have some sortof freedom.
Wer,Ive been through bad shit, you fucking know that. And I wentthrough it with a bunch of others, and most of them didnt make it.Im telling you those kids need real help.
Itsan isolated colony Mazi, even if they are a primitivist cult, theystill might have good mental health care. How about we check it outthe colony and then we can talk? Were still getting there wellbefore the rendezvous. Always arrive early. I get it, you did theright thing and you want to follow it through. I support it. I justdont know if the kids are going to be that safe with us.
Wecheck out the colony Wer. Any bad vibes, we take them somewherebetter.
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Werwas dreaming. The ship was dark, quiet. He got up from his bunk. Hisdoor was open. Walking down the corridor, he could see dim flickeringlight from the bridge.
Oneof the children was there, standing before a console flickering withwhite noise. The child put their hand out, palm first, and pressed itagainst, through and into the console display.
Wertried, couldnt move. Legs unresponsive, body slow, clumsy,anaesthetized.
Thechild leaned back, forearm immersed in the console. The white noisespreading up out and around the console.
Slowthe child turned, their body rubbery, and Wer was frozen staring intoeyes full of white noise, getting larger, pulling them forward....
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Gileadwas a young planet. Larger than Earth, but with a less dense crust.It still had a magnetosphere. Liquid water. Life, primitive plantsand invertebrates, simple enough to both crudely compatible withhuman biochemistry without significant issues.
TheVespers were some variety of breakaway heretic Catholic sect:egalitarian, communal, pacifist, repudiating technology that theyfelt was detrimental to the soul. Wer had no idea when the last timea ship had been in the system. They had no communication facilitiesso the transit from the gravity wall was deaf.
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Thoseare fucking gibbets Wer. Wheels. Cages. This is fucking medieval shitWer.
Isee the bodies Mazi. I see the smoke and I see the people. Werlowered the binoculars, We keep the kids with us until we findsomeplace good.
Mazinodded. Looked through their binoculars at the village. This looksreally fucking ugly.
Youwant to find out what happened?
Mazisnorted, look at Wer, raised an eyebrow.
Okay,lets get back up and stay in offdirt until the meetup.
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Itwas better part of a week before the meet. The crew started gettingtense again. Everyone had been looking forward to time on actualhabitable pleasant planet. From orbit running slow detail scans itlooked like whatever had happened had happened in everywhere. Theyfound a couple of battlefields strew with bodies. The agriculturalfields looked wrong, bruised and stained.
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Werheard a knock at the door to their cabin. Sighed, took a deep dragoff of the spliff. Come in.
Jaseentered, carrying a dataslab, shut the door.
Whatsthis about Jase?
Jaeheld up the slab. There was a piece of paper on it, Always assume that someone is listening
Wernodded.
Jaseremoves the piece of paper, shows the slab display
Itsa video, paused. Half of the display is a video capture of the bridgeduring the encounter with the ship at Hades. The other half is acomposite of external cameras. The blobs. The receding ship-thing inone square.
Jasepoints at the Ambassador, zooms in on their hands, knitting. Startsthe video.
Theneedles flashe. The audio was off but Wer imagines the clicking.
Thevideo runs until Mazi turns and obviously glares at the ambassador.The ambassador stops knitting.
Jaserewinds the video. Plays it again, slower.
Werleans forward, watching. The video runs until the knitting stops.
Jaseplays it again, slower. And then again, even slower.
Halfwaythrough the playback Wer nods, holds out his hand for the piece ofpaper, writes on it, holds it up.
ShowMazi
-301comments[chapter 1]The cache wasntthere.
Wer swore. Slappedthe console. Lit a smoke. Keep scanning. A fast one running longand get the computer to start a detail sweep.
If its notthere were gonna be out a lot of money?
If its notthere we get a refund for them fucking it up. If its just that thetransponder is down, were gonna get a fucking discount next timefor our time that they wasted. Start running a timer.
What if theydidnt screw up? Out here anyone could have taken it.
Who the fuck isgoing to be out here Jase? snorted Mazi, Out in a deep gap?
The computer beeped.
They all stared atthe ship? thing? god? on their consoles. Wer let out a long breath.A grown up?
Mazi barked Areyou shitting me?
Why is a grown upout here?
Wer replied Totake away our toys before we got up to any trouble. Thats not agrown up. Its gotta be a remote of some sort.
Is there afucking difference for us monkeys? snorted Mazi.
Even if its adrone murmured Jase, its creeping me out.
You should bethrilled, Wer sardonically replied, Think about how lucky youare. How many humans ever get to see anything of the grown ups? Weshould all buy lottery tickets at the next big hab we hit.
Mazi snorted. Yeah,well we still need fuel.
Hades is closeenough.
FUCK Hades, areyou crazy? That place is a shithole. A BAD shithole. Its a fuckingzoo.
They needcommerce. We get what we need, we stay out of trouble, and we getout.
Hades IS trouble.Thats where pirates go.
Theyre notgonna jump us at a station. Its bad for business. For Hades andpirates.
We still gottaget from and to the gravity wall. They could jump us any time.
Again, thatsbad for business. Hades is desperate for commerce.
Wouldnt Hadesget more from the pirates looting us than from us than usresupplying? interjected Jase.
Its the riskfactor Jase, safe money from commerce. replied Wer, Plus,pointedly looking at Mazi, we dont even know if there are anypirates there.
Dont youalways say to always assume pirates are there? retorted Mazi.
Wer rubbed his eyes.Okay, check-and-mate Mazi, you got me. I dont like it any morethan you do, but this whole thing was a risk from the get go. Werejust going to have to keep our eyes open and not fuck up. Like anyother risky job.
Lighting a cigaretteWer got up out of the console. Jase, get us on a vector away fromthat thing. Lets take a day, keep scanning for the cache, and workout plan. If either of you can think of anything better than Hadesthat doesnt involves having to run slow and cold let me know, Imgoing to go tell everyone.
At the door hepaused. Always assume that someone is listening.
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TheAmbassador was knitting. Not even glancing at what they were doing asthey looked at Wer with those deep calm wise eyes.
TheJesus eyes, the silky angel down on their skin, the unnatural grace.When the babysitters arrived, when Homo sapiens learned that theywere not alone in the universe, and not only that but that the it wasmanged by gods billion of years old who had decided that enough wasenough and the baby might fall out of the cradle or choke on the toysit had made, the fury was widespread when what met us was anAustralopith. Offended beyond belief.
Thatanger never lasted once someone had seen the videos.
TheAmbassadors voice clicked and sang in a countermelody to theirknitting I see a friend was waiting. They appear to be of theSeventh Wind. Im sorry about the considerable inconvenience.
Wernodded. Sighed. Took a deep drag on his cigarette. Tried to ignorehis mind screaming at him to question the Ambassador. Tried not tothink about the Seventh Wind Ship reading his mind.
Doyou think theres any chance that if we ask nicely we can get ourfuel back?
TheAmbassador did Wer the courtesy of appearing to be deep in thoughtfor several beats, the knitting becoming laconic, before replying.
Werenot in any immediate danger are we? I understand there is a place ofresupply available, albeit one of dubious character, Hades Ibelieve? It was that inhuman angelic grace that made whatever anAmbassador say not sound condescending, From their perspective, ifHades wasnt within reach with our remaining fuel supply, us havingto travel at slowdrive in sleepfreeze for a few decades wouldnteven register as an inconvenience to them.
Despitehimself Wer deadpanned Parents just dont understand. Cursedat himself inside. Is it listening to us? Would it even bother, orneed to?
TheAmbassador smiled. If they deigned to think about it Im suretheyd consider it to be a valuable life lesson.
ThenIm not going to chance any further education by trying to talk toit.
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Maziglared at the console. Why is it that fucking thing still there?
Maybeits doing something? Jase replied as they continued thecalculations for Hades, It was just a coincidence, it hadsomething to do here.
Thatsa big fucking coincidence with how much empty room there is outhere.
Well,we dont have any idea how far or fast their sensors can be or whatthey can see. It could have just walked a few steps to pick up apiece of litter.
Ithink its there just so it has wave its finger at us. Maziraised a hand and gave the console the finger. Smug fuckers, fuckthem.
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Everyonewas gunned up when the ship bored back into realspace at the gravitywall. Holsters on belts, shotguns and machetes stowed in bins next tothe staions. Except the Ambassador, although they graciously alloweda couple of nonlethal devices and a boarding shield to be stowed intheir quarters. Mazi was wearing a few pieces of body armor andcarried a mean looking combined assault weapon, occasionally togglingthe bayonet repeatedly until Wer sighed and asked them to pleaseknock it off.
Mazihad argued for booby-trapping the airlocks. Jase pointed out that itwouldnt safe if there was an emergency. Wer shut it down, Weregoing to have to dock anyways. I dont want to be fucking arounddisarming booby-traps, putting them back in and then disarming themagain. Thats how accidents happen.
Hadeshung there, a massive bloated glowering brown dwarf surrounded by afew rogue planets, rocks and chunks accumulated over the pastbillions of years since it formed.
Notworthless rocks and chunks. There were minerals, chemicals, strangematter deposits. Not enough for a colony or a corporate venture butenough to attract small time independents, and then, this far out,the predators that take advantage of opportunities in the farreaches.
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Ambassador,is that our Seventh Wind friends again?
Imafraid I dont recognize that. My apologies, Ive never seenanything like it.
Mazibarked What the fuck is it sending over?
Swirlingblock blobs closed the gap between the two ships.
Werrepeatedly hailed the kilometers-long amorphous mass. Silence.
Thetumbling black blobs, dust fragments in comparison to their motherbody, swirled around The Old Wolfe. Occasionally one of them brieflydarting close.
EvenMazi didnt discuss arming any of the weapon systems. Everyonestared at the consoles.
Atone point Mazi glared at the Ambassador. The Ambassadorapologetically smiled, nodded, and ceased knitting.
Afterseveral long minutes the blobs peeled off and rejoined the recedingmass.
Whatjust happened? whispered Jase.
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Thehours spent om transit to Hades Station were quiet and tense. Theystared at consoles, paced around the ship, checked weapons, ate insilence.
Noone was happy about going to Hades, but they had to refuel here orhang a bunch of popsicle years. And now that they were here theydidnt have enough left to do that.
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Werhanded the station liason a hardcase, For your inconvenience.Thanks for letting us resupply here. The liason nodded and placedit on the counter, undid the latches.
Abundle of bills. Cigarette packs. Glass bottles in translucent foamcylinders. Foil-backed plastic envelopes of marijuana, cocaine,pills. Make them happy, hope they keep the scavengers and cutthroatsat bay. If they possess any authority.
Werhad handed out small packs of cheap cigarettes to everyone who wouldbe going stationside.
Jaseprotested, But I dont smoke.
Openone of the packs now. Someone wants a smoke give them one. Givesomeone a pack if you want anything from them.
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Doyou see that? hissed Mazi.
Dontstare Wer hissed back, of course I see that.
Thoseare slaves Wer. They have kids refuelling our ship.
Idont like it anymore than you do.
Youknow I served on Mercury Wer. You know what happened there.
Werenot going to be buying any slaves. We came here because we had nochoice.
Wheresthe fucking grown ups now?
Werrubbed his eyes. Instead of getting pissed off, can I give you ajob and keep you busy? We might be able to find some good stuff here,theres gotta be a bunch of black market shit available.
Dontyou want us to stick together?
Noone is going to fuck with you. You know how to stay out of troubleand nobody is going to rip you off either. Buy anything that we canuse, just dont go gun crazy. Food, booze, smokes too. Letsresupply. Wer handed Mazi a crumpled plastic envelope. I knowyou can take care of it faster than if we all go, lets get out ofhere as soon as we can.
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Werlooked at the two children. Looked at the pallet of shrink-wrappedboxes; at the hole cut in the side of two of the boxes; and thensettled his gaze on Mazi.
Itake it that if we ever need to, that we wont be able to go backto Hades?
Yousaid that we werent going to be buying any slaves.
Weredamn lucky that nobody missed them before we made bore. Someone isgoing to be very pissed off at us.
Wersighed and smiled at the children staring at him and leaned againstthe pallet. I hope that youre going to be able to swear lesshe said as he pulled out a cigarette, because youre going to belooking after these two until we can drop them off somewhere safe.
-86comments Wednesday, February 13, 2019 I believe women. I believe Mandy Morbid. Her abuser cannot debate, intimidate, or manipulate me into silence. There is no place for abusers among us. #AbuseIsNotAGame #OSRI believe women. I believe Mandy Morbid. Her abuser cannot debate, intimidate, or manipulate me into silence. There is no place for abusers among us. #AbuseIsNotAGame #OSRTesting the Generators from a Mothership thing I'm working onTHE CORPORATE SUPERVISOR
Over-their-head schlub. Cheap ugly suit; brown, stained loafers Bumbling; sweaty; incompetent. Has a bottle of whiskey in their slovenly over-the-shoulder attache. INSTINCT 15//Will just take off at the first sign of serious trouble. SKILLS Driving, Piloting

THE SECURITY MANAGER
Almost retired. Sloppily dressed; sighs a lot; has a bad knee; easy-going. INSTINCT 40//Nothing out of the ordinary going on here.

THE SECURITY DETAIL
"Loss Prevention Security", Visored Motorcycle Helmets and Leather, SMGs and Disposable Restraints

THE SCAVENGER GANG
"The Dead Team", SM attire, Thrown Sharp Things and Martial Arts; driving Tanks and APCs; Led by a Sexy, Oiled-Up Saxophonist; Protectors from Alien Shit35commentsRegarding Zak IIIn light of these recent developments, and subsequent introspection, I feel like I really owe an apology to Johnstone Metzger

Coming from a background in the punk scene, I have become used to the idea of having two friends that don't get along, or hate each other, and having to not get involved.

Sometimes, letting that be seems to be part of existing in a community.

And I let that be my guide for dealing with the horrible way that Zak treated Johnstone.

Johnstone is someone that introduced me to Red Box Vancouver and playing pick-up games in public with an open table, and it was a very enriching experience.

Johnstone is also a very creative, intelligent and all-around wonderful person.

I should have stood up for him more, instead of letting "politics be politics". He was someone, that I knew in real life, that was kind and generous, and Zak used him as one of his punching bags. And I didn't do more about it that some comments in his defense.

I failed Johnstone, I felt bad about it when it was happening in the past, and I feel awful about it now.

To some degree I was afraid of Zak turning on me if I did more.

I should have done more re Paolo Greco, and Patrick Stuart, and Evlyn Moreau as well.

But Johnstone was a real-life friend of mine, and I failed at our friendship in not vigorously standing up and pushing back against Zak's persecutive horseshit.

I'm sorry.

[Disclosure: This post was previously posted on my Google Plus account yesterday. For the purpose of taking full responsibility for my inaction, I've decided to share it here as well. Commenting will be turned off for this post.] Tuesday, February 12, 2019 SCI-FI RPG CHARACTER SHIRT TABLEA d20 TABLE FOR WHAT SHIRT YOUR TRAVELLER/MOTHERSHIP/THOUSAND SUNS PC STARTS WITH

1. "Venus is For Lovers".
2. A Hawaiian shirt, but with cartoon asteroids and rocketships on it.
3. Schematic of a a pulse rifle.
4. "I don't have time to breath" with a graphic of a depleted 02 meter.
5. "Don't ask me how the Jump Drive works... ...even the inventors don't know"
6. Mock-distressed Rolling Stones Tongue logo.
7. "WHO FARTED?!?!"
8. "I'M WITH STUPID" with a graphic of an arrow pointing upwards.
9. Like a tuxedo-graphic shirt but the graphic of the chest panel of a Vaccsuit.
10. "I'M WITH STUPID" with a cheap transfer graphic of the ship's Captain.
11. "In Space Everyone Can Hear You Jack-Off"
12. Playboy Bunny in a Bubble Helmet.
13. "ACAB", "All Captains Are Beautiful".
14. "Enjoy Crack" in the Coca-Cola logo.
15. "Alpha Bullshit".
16. Picture of a revolver pointing at the viewer, "We Don't Call Shipboard Security"; backprint "I Shot First"
17. Picture of the Milky Way Galaxy, "I Have No Fucking Idea Where You Are".
18. Tom of Finland style artywork of muscular, well endowed men wearing assorted Vaccsuit components.
19. All-over Pot-Leaf Print polyester button-up shirt.
20. Trojan Records Helmet logo with "Skinhead Moonstomp" caption in Rasta-colours52comments Monday, February 11, 2019 Regarding Zakhttps://www.facebook.com/amandapatricianagy/posts/10215845527064252

I hope that Zak engages with some sort of accountability process, takes responsibility for his actions, and does whatever is necessary to allow some sort of healing for the women he hurt.

But that's not what is really important. What's important is that we listen to Mandy, Jennifer, and Hannah, [EDIT:] and Vivka; that we believe them; and we do whatever we can so that they can heal and recover from this abuse.

I hope that Zak takes responsibility and gets the help that he needs, but going forward from this...


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