The Highwayman

1st April 2012

Based on the poem. all things UFO belong to someone else. All OC’s are mine, mine, mine … yeah, a little possessive there <laughter> PART ONE                                                 I    THE wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,     The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,     The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,     And the highwayman came riding—                      …

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The Croath Journals

1st April 2012

We have talked our General of Aggressive, Croath, into sharing with us some of his thoughts on the issues of the 9th Seed world. All right, we stole copies of his journals and are reproducing them herein because we thought our readers would like to know what he really thinks, the stuck up … what do you mean he’s here???? Upload the copies, I’ll take care of this … Sounds…

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Still Life With Secretary

1st February 2012

Author note: OK, for some reason Ms. Ealand decided to be Millicent this time … Dedicated to Hoodie and Fignutz who decided to argue over my lap. *** After a long day at work, Millicent Ealand opened the door to her flat to be greeted with a pounce and a fluff “Good evening,” she greeted the cats in her most dulcet tones. It was late and Georges was irate. The…

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WeeWeeChu

1st December 2011

Javier and Xochitl Guerrero were techs extraordinary. They were also the exception that proves the rule. Married ten years when Col. Virginia Lake discovered and recruited them to SHADO, they were still married. While both were good Roman Catholics, they also understood that the mission precluded popping a baby a year, as did Xochitl’s health, so they had the three they were recruited with and busily adopted members of the…

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Red

1st October 2011

Attempting to prove I can make a crossover work between totally weird universes UFO/D.Grayman Not mine …. probably just as well. Time: now Place: England So, I like to rescue characters, neh? >>>>>>>>> His head hurt. His body felt … heavy and light at the same time. For a long time he sat and let time slither around him. His hand was empty, the weight of Judgement gone, his connection…

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Triumph: Time Paradox 2

1st September 2011

The room was quiet. Ed Straker lay on the bed stretched and relaxed, then opened his eyes and froze. This was not his room. Yet there was the touch of familiarity to the place. Touches of memory flashed through his mind too fast to really comprehend. He got up, let his body go through the familiar motions of arising and got a shock as he looked in the mirror. He…

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A Conversation Piece II – dragon

1st September 2011

dragon “The problem with meeting at Maxim’s in Paris is that I have no idea what Maxim’s looks like and it gets very turn of the century when I try to imagine it.” (sigh) “Don’t snort. It’s … “ Straker “Unladylike?” dragon (snort) “Very.” (giggle) Straker “Hmm. That probably explains a lt.” (looking around at the chandeliers, white table clothes and attentive, well dressed waiters) “The period suits you.” dragon…

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dragon’s challenge – herself

WARNING: major character death! MIT  Jack Harkness lounged at the back of the lecture room while the man he observed tried not to tear out his silken pale hair. Lt. Ed Straker scowled at the blackboard, which was actually a deep green, and erased about a page of arcane mathematical hieroglyphs to start his calculations over again from the point where they kept going wrong, as far as he could…

1st September 2011
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Moonlight & Vodka: dragon

1st August 2011

Sometime in the late 70’s in Moscow.   Fix me a drink, make it a strong one, Hey comrade, a drink, make it a long one, My hands are shaking and my feet are numb, My head is aching and the bar’s going round, And I’m so down, in this foreign town;   Alec Freeman downed another double vodka shot, his smile never reaching his eyes but the drunken Russian…

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