Hello, my name is Charles

by on July 12, 2015 at 12:01 am
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France slipped closer to a constitutional crisis in the weeks after the no confidence vote of 2205. The constitution required a vote to replace the government, but an alliance of politicians held the election machines and refused to release them. It was the last stand of the Pre-Contact French political establishment. Finally the French military’s Special Forces broke the stand by sneaking into the election commission and began arresting those inside at gunpoint. There was some gunfire and several politicians escaped to other buildings in the government complex, but by morning the military held the election commission headquarters.

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Hello, my name is Jack

by on July 11, 2015 at 12:01 am
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One of the things were most of us Cowboys are alike is that we tend to have a bit of wanderlust in us. We’re always looking for the greener pastures, or the nicer beaches in my case. We’re not very good at settling down. We’re always on the move. We show up, we take care of business, and then we move on to more interesting pastures. At least that’s what I do. And I can point to a lot of us that do the same. Some of us have settled down. I’m not sure how they do that. I’ve got a ship. I’ve got a gun. And I sure will travel.

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Hello, my name is Betty

by on July 10, 2015 at 12:01 am
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The AIs went to war when Texas and her neighbors started their full assault on the Mexican drug lords. Jane was the official military AI and she ran most of the heavy weapons. Dixie ran the ragtag mix of odd weapons designed by the Texas Tech students and faculty. They had some very interesting designs. And Twilight was coded to blow through networks and nuke them. She took great joy in her job.

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Hello, my name is Charles

by on July 9, 2015 at 12:01 am
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When certain French politicians refused to accept the no confidence vote of 2205, the police moved to arrest them. Other police officers stood in their way and it soon became clear that there would be no easy end to the political standoff. Talking heads from both sides of the political divide shouted at each other over the French networks, but they could do little. The politicians held the election commission headquarters, as well as all of the voting machines stored in it, and they refused to let anyone enter.

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Hello, my name is Jack

by on July 8, 2015 at 12:01 am
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Not all of us Cowboys are the same of course. Some of us grew up as well-adjusted normal kids. I don’t know why they would want to grow up normal, but I hear they enjoyed it. Or at least they said they did. I’m somewhat doubtful of their claims, but having no experience with the whole “normal” thing I guess I can’t really relate. Maybe it was a perfectly enjoyable thing to grow up normal. But I always think back to the normal people when I was in school. And you know that half the kids were dumber than they were. That scares me.

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