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++ TO: <Captains>Captains@BNL.com
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++ FROM: <HQ Dept of BI>BI@BNL.com
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++ SUBJECT: CleanupOS Update!
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++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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Congratulations, Captain <name>!
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Your ship, <ship>, has just received the latest 56.82331.2-alpha.1
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update of CleanupOS! This new firmware is designed to enhance the
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comfort of your passengers and create new experiences throughout
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the ship!
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All systems are now 3% more effective, and our brands are offering
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more options than ever in all of our luxurious amenities!
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All of our successes wouldn't be possible without your
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indispensable leadership, Captain <name>.
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Yours,
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SUZ-E (VP, Marketing)
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PS: Happiness is what we sell, Everyone loves BnL!
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++ END MESSAGE
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trailing behind him.
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"I'm sensing a strange aura - something old - something changing
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like the sea" Hex shouted dreamily. We turned to look back at the
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like the sea" Hex said dreamily. We turned to look back at the
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strange box, the noise slowly died away as we all stood in a
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semicircle gawping in awe as it finished melting through the floor,
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leaving at an iridescent black sheen.
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"Do you really have to do that in front of me? Do you?" Commander
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Cranium said in disgust. I looked up to see a miniature Mr Swarm
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Walked out of the side of the full-size Mr Swarm's leg and begin
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walk out of the side of the full-size Mr Swarm's leg and begin
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feeling its way along the walls.
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"There are hollows behind several sections of the wall, I can't
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was a large button-like object.
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We adjourned to our temporary quarters. I found a towel near the
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bedding and spun it in the air experimentally, then tried the sink.
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bedding and spun it experimentally, then tried the sink.
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It turned on the moment I stuck my towel under the faucet. A clear
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liquid was familiarly pouring out of it. It only made towel wet,
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and didn't seem to have any negative effects on my gloves. I gave
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the towel a twist and snapped it in the air.
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the towel another twist and snapped it in the air.
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What appeared to be books were a collection of tablets, each marked
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with a number of angles in ascending order. I picked up the last
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from the Afram Sea to the Frozen Spires of Durklunt..."
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Miles below my feet was a large ocean, The world spun across
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hills and valleys, simple gravel roads, lakes dotted with tiny
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hills and valleys, simple trade routes, lakes dotted with tiny
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ships, and finally across the horizon where frozen cliffs touched
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the sky in perpetual darkness. A lone track led into some sort of
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fortification built into the cliffs face.
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the ship it received nothing but static, with the distorted
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refrains of "Big Hunk o' Love" from Elvis "live via satellite")
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* a button that doesn't match anything I'm wearing
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* one silver dollar, of unknown origin
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* one silver dollar, of unknown origin, date 1967
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Mr Swarm came out, acknowledged us and knocked on Cranium's door.
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It opened a crack, he had his towel around his waist, they mumbled
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Hex spoke her piece and told us about her readings. Mr Swarm,
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having split and experienced all seven histories at once, had no
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useful elaborations on her story except for his spies reports. He
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useful elaborations on her story except for his spy's reports. He
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regaled us with the discoveries and advances in medicine and other
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science, and lamented the lack of concise instructions. He touched
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on a few major philosophers and their debates on the nature of
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Their DNA was 92% similar to ours, after accounting for the fact
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that they had Silicon in the positions where Phosphorus usually
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resides. Mr Swarms lab now contained several homunculus-like
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resides. Mr Swarms' lab now contained several homunculus-like
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chimeras, created with the help of the Protectorate and Commander
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Cranium, each floating in their own little jars like horribly
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deformed tadpoles. I have no idea how they were created, but I
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annihilation of Freedonia at the hands of Dr Evilus, but at great
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cost to New Luxembourg. Not that the rest of the planet wasn't a
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total catastrophe, but at least the Artic colonies had stopped
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battling over their borders.
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battling over the borders of their farmlands.
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The Nalmykians had taken us deeper into formerly uncharted space,
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by our calculations we were nearly 40 lightyears away from home;
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and no closer to finding our way back. At least our ship had a new
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opalescent paint job, even if the Protectorate didn't like to be
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referred to as paint. The golden filigree was a nice touch, like a
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more organic rococo, complete with black orbs; I couldn't help but
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feel like hundreds of horses eyes were watching me through these
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peepholes throughout the Revenant.
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more organic rococo, complete with black orbs, I couldn't help but
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feel like they were hundreds of horses eyes were watching me
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through these peepholes throughout the Revenant.
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Except this one was much smaller than the Nalmykian scout. Black
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tentacles leaped from the hull, reaching towards the monolith. Bits
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of the original hull shone through where the Protectorate wore
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thin and the tentacle reached out and touched
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thin as the tentacle wrapped around it and began pulling it closer.
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Havion had been a major trading post and now it was a giant cloud
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in space. It's funny how beautiful it was at a distance, but from
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within it's more or less a haze of debris.
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Their geothermal engineering had reached deep into the planet's
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core when they made a fatal discovery.
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Havion wasn't a planet, it was an egg, and they hatched it; or at
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least that's the way I interpreted it. Maybe it was a clutch of
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eggs or some kaiju from another dimension, it doesn't matter now,
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whatever it was is gone and so is Havion.
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The monolith we had picked up was another messenger beacon more or
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less like the first one we found, it decanted the story in bits
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through our nearly-human-shaped Nalmykian friends. I doubt they
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have the grape-vine problem us earthlings do, but maybe they were
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different enough to have something lost in translation. I have no
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idea how long The Protectorate of Nalmyke had been out of contact
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with their progenitors. We hadn't had contact with The
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Revengerists, either - 188 days, maybe 200. I'm not even sure our
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systems are synced with earth-time. Morning is when you wake up and
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night is when you go to sleep and there isn't much more to it than
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that.
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The Monolith has a plan, but I guess this sort of nano-tech has no
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means of propulsion to act on it on it's own. There's a nearby
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rogue planet - a planet without a star wandering through space -
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known as The Black Hole. Whoever was there had a dark sense of
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humor, I don't think our alien friends were capable of joking on
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their own. We charted yet another coarse through the cosmos in
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search of more nothingness.
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Space seemed so exciting when I was young, but after all this time
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trapped with less than a dozen people I was tired of the "final
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frontier." At least back home we had Greys, Kyptonians, Misstress
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Hammeats and other denizens of the Butter Nebula, and of course
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whatever Dr Tasty was. But out here there was more nothing than
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usual. Just a bread-crumb trail of grey goo scenarios. Hopefully
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this is leading somewhere.
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0Assumption - CleanupOS Update! /Assumption/0100.txt
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0RSS Revenant - Next to Nothing /RSS Revenant/1637.txt
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0MSS Endereon - Starbloom_response /MSS Endereon/Endereon004.txt
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0Starbloom - SQUIGGLY_LOGGER /Starbloom/009.txt
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0MSS Endereon - test_title /MSS Endereon/Endereon003.txt
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