Hello, my name is Jack

by on December 15, 2012 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Character Profiles, Diaries

There have only been four Cowboy Ones since they reactivated the squadron for The War.  We normally don’t change numbers.  I will always be Cowboy Five, and there will never be another Cowboy Five.  But there will always be a commander, a Cowboy One.  The Colonel died as One.  Charles and Christian survived to retire.  I actually never served with the current commander, but I’m told he’s a good One.  Of course, he’d have to be to get Aneerin’s support.

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Hello, my name is Betty

by on December 14, 2012 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Diaries

One of the things I’ve always found interesting about humanity is how, no matter how far we go, we like to settle down with people we understand.  Even Cybers fall victim to this need, as our Memory Worlds can show.  Your own people brought their old customs and friends with them.  The Western Alliance colonies were a grand experiment to bring everybody together as one big happy family. Unfortunately, family squabbles can be energetic to say the least.

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Hello, my name is Charles

by on December 13, 2012 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Diaries

After Contact, our exploration and colonization programs alike expanded exponentially.  Small nations and companies started major colonies, mostly in the Core Worlds, while the Alliance, Russians, Chinese, Indians, and Persians claimed the new Colonial Region.  We sent explorers beyond The Wall, and founded colonies on the path to the Pleiades.  We needed that stream of colonies to improve contact with the Peloran.

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Hello, my name is Jack

by on December 12, 2012 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Diaries

There were twelve of us originally.  Cowboys.  Ten of us were Ageless, new to War every one of us.  Our commander and his second were veterans, and real good ones at that.  They taught us what we needed to know to survive.  Only five of us still live today.  Seven men and women died to secure the freedom we all enjoy now.  And twelve Cybers chose to become our partners, knowing what it would cost them when we died.  Never forget their sacrifice.

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Hello, my name is Betty

by on December 11, 2012 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Diaries

People matter.  Every person that has ever lived or will live.  We all make a difference in the universe, whether small or large.  Anyone can grow up to be a president, or a hero.  It all depends on what you choose to do with the life you are given.  Never let anyone make you think that you are too insignificant to matter.  They are trying to take your freedom to choose your life from you.

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