Rosalie and Rosalind were creating new practical ways to use organics to wage war, and at the same time they sank deeper and deeper into applied gengineering. The uplifted species they wanted to help back in the day? They did it. One after another, they found solutions that fixed decade or century-old problems. They even helped bring some of the cats of San Lucas into The War. Those two amazing girls visited San Lucas and just straight up gave them cures to their top five “natural” causes of death. They did this kind of thing to one species after another, fixing things others left hanging. That’s where their hearts always were. Fixing things that were broken. And not even The War stopped them from pursuing that goal.
Once the cybers started getting Privateers to each of us Cowboys, Rosalie and Rosalind turned their ship into an even bigger flying gengineering lab than their starfighters. They gathered some of the best gengineers in all the worlds, and did things nobody could imagine. Who’s Bingo card had living bullets for our revolvers? We got them. The really weird part was petting them so they would bond with us and not eat our limbs off if they got frisky. Those were normal compared to some stuff they came up with. I could not explain most of their toys if I wanted to. And half of me still thinks I dreamed some of the weirder stuff up. Confetti and applause when I nailed a headshot? That’s just crazy. Right?
I am so ridiculously proud of what Rosalie and Rosalind did during The War. They turned their starfighters into the most advanced mobile gengineering labs I had ever seen. We could shoot up a Shang or Chinese defense fleet in the morning, and by evening they’d be running experiments on the local flora and fauna to see what they could do with it all. Or collecting the results of some other long-term experiment. Or maybe come up with a new communication system you could swallow like a pill and would use your stomach acids to communicate with someone on the other side of the system via plant signals or something equally impossible. They were… fantastic.
The Shang have strict laws on genetic manipulation that we absolutely do not follow, and Rosalie and Rosalind were simply one example of all the things we do that put the fear of God into the Shang. Those girls gengineered so many toys that did so many things that the Shang put them on the top ten bioterrorists list. I can’t tell you how many times they tried to kill those two girls. Traps. Overwhelming offenses. Poisons. Bounties. You name it, they tried it over the years. They wanted those girls dead and gone and no longer a threat to the Shang’s galaxy. I can understand that to a point. Intellectually. But personally? Those were my girls they were trying to kill. My best friends. I did not take kindly to that.
I really do not like dealing with drunks. They are annoying at the best of times. The loud and belligerent ones are the worst for peacekeeping from my POV. They shout and think they are being quiet, and they get angry when you tell them they need to be quiet. They call you a liar for telling them they are loud and disturbing other people. Because they are just having fun, doncha know? But the people who just want to sleep are not having any fun at all. And they really will not listen to anything until they have had a chance to sober up in a few hours. So what do you do until then? Sometimes the police are the only answer. And that just adds a whole extra level of fun to the whole situation.
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