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Last post by Daniella T 7 Jul 2013 11:43
ElectricWhite
Gatchamaniac
posted 29 Jun 2013 21:04
Get ready! This week's prompt is:
boom
Hope you have a blast with this!
Daniella T
GatchaFreak
posted 30 Jun 2013 04:06
Boom-boom-de-boop-boom
[Makes a happy dance]
clouddancer
Gatchamaniac
posted 30 Jun 2013 05:00
The fireworks are going to go boom this week .....
Becky Rock
Gatchamaniac
posted 30 Jun 2013 12:57
EW, you're so funny!
Hmmmm, what will I write...
ElectricWhite
Gatchamaniac
posted 1 Jul 2013 06:35
The plot thickens..........
Becky Rock
Gatchamaniac
posted 1 Jul 2013 15:21
KT, you can't stop there!
KT...very interesting...I definitely want to know more!!
Daniella T
GatchaFreak
posted 2 Jul 2013 13:15
KT -- more, more!
Daniella T
GatchaFreak
posted 2 Jul 2013 13:34
And a little fic from me, bringing back two of my OCs, with which I have to start working again soon, as I missed them! Continuing straight from the Bradbury's where Anderson announces to G-Force that he's back on the circuit:
//The shockwaves reverberating in Centre Neptune from Anderson's bombshell that he was dating -- DATING! -- took a long time to fade out. True to their word, and knowing that Anderson would not hesitate one moment to withdraw their "adult" status if they so much as snickered, G-Force maintained a dignified silence. Princess even offered to fix Sarah's hair for her. It amused both Sarah and Anderson to see how protective the team were of their foster father and how, beneath all the jokes, and the teasing -- which they were certainly engaging in among themselves -- they cared deeply for him and for his girl. It would just take some getting used to the situation.
***
The day's briefing took Anderson's mind away from the cosy thoughts of Sarah and his adopted children. The government of Riga had fallen. Or rather, it had been overthrown by Spectra, and a puppet one installed in its place. And now Andrea, the young Rigan Ambassador, who had rushed to pledge her loyalty to the government-in-exile (essentially, those members of the government who were still alive and sought refuge on other planets) had called for a briefing of the Federation Council. She looked sternly at them other delegates as she took the floor -- she could clearly read the pity in their eyes.
"I didn't call you here today to ask for your sympathy," she started, her cold voice belying the haunted look on her face. "I didn't call you here today to ask for you help. Riga is beyond help now. I called you here to warn you. You live in peace, but do you know for how long? We all knew the war was coming to Riga, to Earth, to the other Federation planets. And what did we do? What did WE, the Rigan authorities do? Well, not much."
She paused to draw breath.
"Oh sure we organised our defence in cooperation with the Federation. We sent spies to Spectra, we followed closely Spectra's war machine preparations. We did not go down without a fight. But what did we do to prepare the people of our planet? Nothing. Riga enjoyed a number of boom years. Our economy flourished. Our cities expanded. We were a prosperous planet. Our military budget was a reflection of this prosperity. But we were not ready. We did not see how our prosperity could disappear overnight and we would be, in the space of less than twenty-four hours, refugees, hunted and beaten from our own planet.
What I want to warn you about is not the need to increase our military preparations. The attack on Riga has taken care of that -- I don't think any planet in its right mind will not see that Spectra is deadly serious. What I want to warn you about is the need to be prepared, really prepared, for war. Economic war -- if Spectra blockades our planets -- or real, bloody war. Of the kind that my planet is suffering now. I don't know for how long I will be in this post. I would like to thank you for all the help the Federation has given to Riga over the years, and, especially, over the last few months. And I hope that one day, Spectra will be overthrown, and I will be able to go home. Thank you."
She looked uncertainly at the crowd, as silence descended in the room. Anderson found himself clapping.//
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gatchamarie
Gatchamaniac
posted 3 Jul 2013 05:45
KT ... oh, you're becoming a mistress of suspense! Please, tell us more! I'm curious to verify whether I'm following the same hypothesis as Joe's or be carried away with another of your lovely surprises!
DT ... so nice to see you back on this story! The ambassador's words are very touching! And, I smiled when I read the "withdrawal of the adult status" thing!
EW ... LOL ... if I were in the commander's place I would have omitted that last clarification!!
Thank you, EW!
Just a bookkeeping note: This should have been week 79, but that's my fault for skipping week 78.
Just wanted it noted since we can't edit titles if people start questioning why two week 80's.
Daniella T
GatchaFreak
posted 7 Jul 2013 11:43
EW -- goes to show that honesty is not always the best policy!
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