edwardroosterHRVST Ch. 22: Ancient Games With New Players Remain The Same
Some games are still played because of their deceptive simplicity. The prize remains even if the players change. The outcomes are never certain, whether it was the first round at first light or the last round before the lights go out. Newcomers to the game can still defeat old masters. Luna, South Aitken Basin, On a train en route to Shackleton Crater, Hyperion “Shisima,” said the Captain. “Excuse me?” Tomassina looked up from her equipment check. The Captain thought about one of his moments ...
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1960 Park Slope, Brooklyn He learned to read at 4, and he liked to draw his favorite cartoons. His mother encouraged art. At 7, he went to a private school. That year, he and his best friend made a children's book. Everything changed the next year. A car hit him, leaving him with a broken arm and internal injuries. While in the hospital, his mother gave him a copy of Grey's Anatomy. Soon after she was put in an institution. Despite the changes, he became fluent and literate in 3 lan...
Writer: future, fiction, finance, based on history, mythology, and technology
edwardroosterHRVST Ch. 22: Ancient Games With New Players Remain The Same
Some games are still played because of their deceptive simplicity. The prize remains even if the players change. The outcomes are never certain, whether it was the first round at first light or the last round before the lights go out. Newcomers to the game can still defeat old masters. Luna, South Aitken Basin, On a train en route to Shackleton Crater, Hyperion “Shisima,” said the Captain. “Excuse me?” Tomassina looked up from her equipment check. The Captain thought about one of his moments ...
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2062 Arcadia Planitia, Mars XIRANG ONE - CHINESE SETTLEMENT - ARCADIA PLANITIAThe bluish sunset marked the end of a long bad day. When night came, the work inside continued. There were injured people and damaged systems to tend to. A fitful sleep for most.Settlements everywhere, from the largest installations to remote outposts, wanted to make it through the night. It was one Martian day at a time. 1 SOL (EARTH CLOCK 24HR:37MIN:22SEC).Hayley rubbed aches, sipped her water to stretch out her b...
edwardrooster1648 4.23 Stupid Games, Bad Ideas, 2909
1960 Park Slope, Brooklyn He learned to read at 4, and he liked to draw his favorite cartoons. His mother encouraged art. At 7, he went to a private school. That year, he and his best friend made a children's book. Everything changed the next year. A car hit him, leaving him with a broken arm and internal injuries. While in the hospital, his mother gave him a copy of Grey's Anatomy. Soon after she was put in an institution. Despite the changes, he became fluent and literate in 3 lan...
Writer: future, fiction, finance, based on history, mythology, and technology
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The VERSE, upward to LUNA, the End of The Beginning
The elevator doors of the L'Atelier opened. "top level. Sky Glass" said the elevator. The red hues of an invisible sunset were just beginning.
"We can see all of city from here. I'll miss this view." "What happens now?" "They're coming through the Lobby. They'll get past the 'Desk Clerk', who is legendary for stopping the anyone without a reservation. But these trespassers will be specialists."
"Where can we go from here?" asked the Artist. "Here." The Ledger pointed at a dome they stood in front of. The crystalline nano lattice of the Sky Glass housed a telescope. "This is an uplink, one of the few that can't be breached."
"Back to the Verse? They're waiting for you, nowhere to hide."
"I'm not going back, I'm going up, way up. Right to the second world all Carbons took as their own. I'm going up to Luna. To the Moon. You'll be safe here. They're not looking for you, you can even head back home." The Ledger smiled.
"I'm coming with you." the Artist started walking to the dome.
"To Luna? Zephyr, this could be a one way trip. You go with me, you're officially a part of this. There's no going back."
Zephyr looked into Albert's eyes, and then smiled. "I'm not finished working on my masterpiece... I need inspiration. A change of place."
They walked into the Sky Glass.
"They're here. The Tower will hold them back long enough."
THE DOME SPOKE: SKY GLASS ONLINE. WELCOME ALBERT ORLEANS NECKER. WELCOME ZEPHYR SPRING. UPLINK INITIATED. COMPILING USERS. UPLOAD.
The doors burst open.
"Where are they? Let's ..."
A MOMENT LATER.
BRIGHT WHITE LIGHT fades into focus, of a room with no sharp angles, a dome whose color alternated between off-white matte finish and dull grey steel. Albert and Zephyr eyes open. They are lying on a raised platform inside the dome. The platform sinks slowly and merges flat with the floor around it.
A door-shaped hole opens in the dome. A man walks through it.
Albert stares at a face like his own but with wear and years. The man impassive at first, begins to smile and laugh, and extends a hand in greeting.
"Welcome, Albert. This must be Zephyr." "Hello, Albert. Zephyr, this Albert L'Orleans Necker the First, former Chief Financial Overseer of the Space Cooperative, former senior member of the Board of Directors of the Cooperative.
My carbon model. My father."
Albert the First laughed and held Alberto by the sides of his shoulders.
"Welcome to Luna."
The VERSE, upward to LUNA, the End of The Beginning
The elevator doors of the L'Atelier opened. "top level. Sky Glass" said the elevator. The red hues of an invisible sunset were just beginning.
"We can see all of city from here. I'll miss this view." "What happens now?" "They're coming through the Lobby. They'll get past the 'Desk Clerk', who is legendary for stopping the anyone without a reservation. But these trespassers will be specialists."
"Where can we go from here?" asked the Artist. "Here." The Ledger pointed at a dome they stood in front of. The crystalline nano lattice of the Sky Glass housed a telescope. "This is an uplink, one of the few that can't be breached."
"Back to the Verse? They're waiting for you, nowhere to hide."
"I'm not going back, I'm going up, way up. Right to the second world all Carbons took as their own. I'm going up to Luna. To the Moon. You'll be safe here. They're not looking for you, you can even head back home." The Ledger smiled.
"I'm coming with you." the Artist started walking to the dome.
"To Luna? Zephyr, this could be a one way trip. You go with me, you're officially a part of this. There's no going back."
Zephyr looked into Albert's eyes, and then smiled. "I'm not finished working on my masterpiece... I need inspiration. A change of place."
They walked into the Sky Glass.
"They're here. The Tower will hold them back long enough."
THE DOME SPOKE: SKY GLASS ONLINE. WELCOME ALBERT ORLEANS NECKER. WELCOME ZEPHYR SPRING. UPLINK INITIATED. COMPILING USERS. UPLOAD.
The doors burst open.
"Where are they? Let's ..."
A MOMENT LATER.
BRIGHT WHITE LIGHT fades into focus, of a room with no sharp angles, a dome whose color alternated between off-white matte finish and dull grey steel. Albert and Zephyr eyes open. They are lying on a raised platform inside the dome. The platform sinks slowly and merges flat with the floor around it.
A door-shaped hole opens in the dome. A man walks through it.
Albert stares at a face like his own but with wear and years. The man impassive at first, begins to smile and laugh, and extends a hand in greeting.
"Welcome, Albert. This must be Zephyr." "Hello, Albert. Zephyr, this Albert L'Orleans Necker the First, former Chief Financial Overseer of the Space Cooperative, former senior member of the Board of Directors of the Cooperative.
My carbon model. My father."
Albert the First laughed and held Alberto by the sides of his shoulders.
"Welcome to Luna."
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