Everything has a story. I see a ship out at sea, sitting on the horizon, and I wonder what is going on inside. What the crew are doing, what sort of lives do they have waiting at home? So many untold stories are inside there. I look up and see an airplane, that tiny sliver of silver high up in the sky. So many people aboard; what are they doing, where are they going, what are they thinking about at that moment? Are any of them looking out their window, wondering about the people on the ground and
This is getting to be a habit. One I'm trying to break.
There has been progress. "Mechanisms" hasn't progressed much. However, this morning saw the completion of an outline of sorts for the completion of a series of Flash Fiction I wrote some time ago, but never completed--not because I hadn't ideas or the inclination, but because the Flash Fiction Challenges from the Fan Creations Forum here ceased to operate and I figured the conclusion should await an appropriate opportunity
Updated 02-24-2013 at 03:26 PM by Lord Tesla
Originally Posted by borgmatrix
I'm surprised I missed this, but apparantly Bill Murray is in.
He's in , he's out shake it all about. I'll believe it when and if it gets made and I see a trailker that says;"starring Bill Murray, Dan Aykroyd, Harold Ramis, and the rest of the crew.
When Jag finally regained consciousness, he awoke suddenly, finding himself still in stuncuffs, whose power had been reduced considerably. He was laying on a cold, hard floor of a holding cell quite similar to those aboard the Spartus. Much like his ship, the interior of this particular vessel had a sterile, uninviting appearance that he believed only the reclusive could appreciate.
His armor, having been stripped from his
After several minutes of travel through the sterile yet calming corridors of Samol’s ship, Jag and his Chiss escorts reached their destination. Nacto accessed another concealed control panel that was quite similar to the one Samol had manipulated earlier.
“Incredible technology,” Jag marveled aloud.
Samol offered a small smile. “It’s Chiss.”
The door opened, revealing a large hangar.
“How is there enough room for this on this ship?”