((Sorry about the delay. You know how it is.))

Scott wiped the blood from his eyes and looked around. The Endeavor was ostensibly in one piece, but the damage had been rough. Wires sprouted from the consoles like flowers and ivy, and one bulkhead was crushed inward. It occurred to him that he was upside down, but he decided not to move. Outside ( Read more... )

((Note: This interlude takes place just after our heroes arrive in "the other world." Everyone knows where we're going, but if you're interested in narrative integrity,this would be considered spoilers?))

( Shopping With Rocky )

((Takes place fully after all threads are resolved in the previous post. I'm not around enough at the moment, so I'm posting this for people to run in and out of ( Read more... )

((Note: Last thread before the game proper begins. Feel free to dart in and out, we'll let this run as long as we need to before setting off on the grand adventure. No sudden dangers in here, promise.))

Auto-Pilot Engaged.

After the Crash. The Endeavor drifted lazily between one universe and another. Apparently, for all of the capabilities of ( Read more... )

Restoration at 23%...

[Music Begins Here... Komme, Susser Tod]

( A Dream of Dying )

The Endeavor re-entered space and time in a specific Colorado to a hailstorm of laser - and bullet! - fire. Cid Highwind jerked the stick up hard, and pulled the ship into a sharp vertical climb, where the shots made negligible damage to the thick bottom plating ( Read more... )

And Enoch walked with God after he begat Methuselah three hundred years, and begat sons and daughters: And all the days of Enoch were three hundred sixty and five years: And Enoch walked with God: and he was not; for God took him. -Genesis 5:22-24The curves of the room were precise, Newtonian. Everything there was a radiant white, the light of ( Read more... )

Another place. Roasting marshmallows, somewhere on the outskirts of a ruined castle. Two men, elder and younger ( Read more... )

Somewhere, black ink scratched and looped curves in patterns, oblique at first, then resolving into meaning.

No matter how well we`re doing,
I don`t believe in us completely.
But at those sort of times,
Because you`re by my side,
The light known as "you" finds me,
In the middle of the night.The hands that rolled that foolscap were rough, callused ( Read more... )

((Takes place not long after previous events ( Read more... )