Chloe

by on September 7, 2018 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Character Profiles

Chloe grew up navigating the virtual and physical streets of downtown Old Paris. She bounced through physical coffee shops and virtual dance halls. She looked at art and watched people in the Louvre. She conversed with people throughout the old city, and watched the sunset from the top of the Eiffel Tower. She knew every piece of the city like the back of her code. Then the Islamic Brotherhood bombs blew much of it apart. They’d killed her people. Destroyed her home. She did not appreciate that at all.

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The New Voyager Program

by on September 6, 2018 at 12:01 am
Posted In: The Book of Civilizations

The first New Voyager Program interstellar probe swarm split into two smaller swarms as it passed through Proxima Centauri. The first swarm used Proxima’s gravity to slingshot them deeper into Alpha Centauri’s gravity well. The second gravity breaked around Proxima to slow their progress. The two swarms steadily drifted apart as they approached the binary system, but they kept in constant contact as they continued scanning and cataloguing their new home. For it would truly be their home when they were done. It was all part of their plan.

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Moments

by on September 5, 2018 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Diaries

One thing I learned growing up was to treasure every day like it was your last. To see each the beauty in each instant, to glory in the moment. Every sunset, every kiss, and every storm could be the one you carry with you into the next life. I did not wish to go without memories I would relish for a lifetime.

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Chloe

by on September 4, 2018 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Character Profiles

Chloe first woke up in Old Paris. She grew up in the downtown networks, playing games and talking to people who didn’t know what she was. Either she played NPCs that people thought were programs, or characters that people thought were human. She also watched humanity go through their world in the cameras that recorded everything. She grew up wanting to be like them, and spent her time trying to be one of them. Like Pinocchio, she just wanted to be a real…well…girl. And that was the secret to what made her tick.

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Paradise

by on September 3, 2018 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Diaries

I spent this Holiday weekend up in Northern Minnesota in the Lake Country. Not as far north as my fictional Jack grew up in, but Ottertail County is one of those places where water is king. There are thousands of lakes and large ponds throughout the area, and Minnesotans and Dakotans flock there every weekend of summer. Winter too, once the lakes freeze and people can drive their trucks out onto them and drill holes through to get some good fishing. But this is summer. And this weekend I got a refresher on the paradise Jack always says he never wanted to leave. I got it drifting in the front of a boat watching sunset on a Northern Minnesota lake. It’s paradise.

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