Hello, my name is Charles

by on May 31, 2015 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Diaries

When the Peloran made Contact, they passed by a hundred lightyears of scout ships and thirty lightyears of colonies to reveal themselves inside our own native star system. And when the quick-thinking British captain invited the Peloran over for tea, the Peloran answered, “we would not have come all this way for excretal Yank coffee.” That answered two questions. “Do aliens understand fart jokes?” And “would they watch us long enough to recognize our divergent cultures before making Contact?” They have never answered the third question. “How long have they been watching us?”

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Hello, my name is Jack

by on May 30, 2015 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Diaries

Space stations are fun to visit because they can easily simulate any environment. From low to high gravity, any temperature, and air pressures out to the fringes of what humanity can survive. Want snow or maybe a jungle? Or do you just want metal decks? You can find any environment you want in space. They are the ultimate in tailored environments. You may not be surprised to know that I really like the simulated beach stations. Though I’ve seen some that mimic the American Midwest good enough to fool even me. I love those too.

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The Drug Lord Slayers

by on May 29, 2015 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Dixie The Drug Lord Slayer

The school year was almost over by the time Twilight, Dixie, and her gang of misfits collected enough information to damn their principle in a court of law. Most of it had even been obtained legally, and they could fake the rest good enough to fool the police. The evidence went in the mail the morning of the graduation and they congratulated themselves on having taken down a really bad person. By the time graduation was over, they didn’t need any evidence to prove anything at all.

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Hello, my name is Charles

by on May 28, 2015 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Diaries

By 2205 human scouts had traveled over one hundred lightyears from Earth. We had settled dozens of star systems as far out as thirty lightyears. We knew if we ever made Contact with aliens it would be out on the frontiers when our starships met them. It was a matter of faith to us, never questioned because anything else was unthinkable. We were an interstellar species. We would meet others in interstellar space. Then the Peloran made Contact with a British destroyer. Inside the Terran star system.

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Hello, my name is Jack

by on May 27, 2015 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Diaries

I prefer visiting planets to space stations. You don’t have to worry about the gravity going out, and I like the feel of real sun on my face. And then there’s the girls. Planetside girls are a lot more impressed by finding out I fly through space. There’s actually a lot of people that never leave the planet they were born on, and people like me end up looking awful adventurous. I’ve gotten more first dates than I can count by asking if they wanted a ride in my spaceship. And Captain Jack always delivers.

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