The Terran race remembers the Peloran meeting with the British in the Terran System as the moment of Contact. We cybers track our moment of Contact to the world called Independence. Just barely outside The Wall that kept so many[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Archive for January, 2012
Hello, my name is Jack. I’ve met all kinds of fathers in my time. Some aren’t worthy of the name, whether because they don’t pay attention to their children, or pay too much bad attention to them. Some wave shotguns[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
We literally ran into a serious problem in our first century of hyperspace exploration. Our hyperdrives were so sensitive to interference, we had to fly “up” or “down” from the sun to escape the solar wind and all the junk[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
There’s this bar at Gateway called Cowboy Joe’s. There’s a room in the back reserved for anyone who flew with the Peloran, regardless of nationality. There’s cheap honeyed ale, cheaper beer, free conversations, and a place to step away from[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
We do investigations sometimes. I remember one day we were at a school at the request of the principal, but nobody else knew. I was walking around the halls and one of the administrators thought I was a substitute teacher[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Our first hyperdrive was so slow it took a year to fly to Alpha Centauri. We spent decades exploring just the systems within fifty lightyears of Earth on those drives. They were so expensive that only the rich or the[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’ve been to a lot of worlds in my lifetime. During The War, I fought over or on them. After that, I just flew around. There are a number of them I don’t like, but most planets have something I[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
There is a world in Terran space that the cyber families colonized shortly after Contact. It was an inhospitable world, one where humanity did not live, orbiting a star that humanity does not travel to. We built a repository of[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Hello, my name is Jack. What does it take to be a pilot in the age of cybers? Reflexes. You need reflexes to move fast and the instincts to use them even when you don’t know why. You have to[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. I grew up…everywhere, on the fastest hyperspace-capable ships in Terran hands. By the time I was twenty, I’d been to every major colony within 100 lightyears of Earth, attending high end business negotiations with[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…