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20140630

v.Space Capt. Maggie Magenta

Maggie Magenta was a shining exemplar of the Legacy Project's mission to guide humanity to their future in the stars. She managed an Oracle Outpost within the Haven Zone of settled planets, she led a tactical squad to victory against Cryo-type Exos at a Fortress Base in the Border Zone, and she oversaw the safe passage of hundreds of refugees aboard a Chariot-class vessel.

When Magenta was promoted to Captain and granted command of the Justice-class Starship The Dragon it was the greatest day of her career, but it also marked the beginning of the end of that career. Now that she had reached the upper echelons of the Legacy Project, Magenta began to discover the true nature of much of their work in the galaxy. Secret experiments on colonists, exploiting planets' resources, enslaving alien species. Rather than succumb to the lure of greed and power, Magenta resisted and went rogue. 

The Dragon started a one-ship war against Legacy, sabotaging their experiments, liberating the aliens they oppressed, and warning the citizens of the Haven Colonies about the true dangers of life in space.

20140623

The Warning

Suki continued to wipe the sweat off Max's brow when he opened up his eyes. Angst had left to get more soup, while Frank and Dexter were tending to some other business that had to be taken care of; she didn't know what was going on but she knew it wasn't good at all.

"They are coming," he said calmly.

20140622

Virus Cleaner

1      1     0     1     0     
[  op  |  rx |  rt |  rd |shunt| funct]  R-type ii
[  op  |  rx |  rt | address//immediate] I-type ii
[  op  |        target address//insert]  J-type ii
 
 
project: initiated. virus cleaners. 

//one eight zero one//

10: activate
20: go to 10

New York, New York. June 22 1801

Travis Smite sat on a bench in the park waiting. 


It was a beautiful summer morning and the sun was cresting the skyline, though the shadows of the building were still cool.

He heard the tearing sound, and smiled. He was receiving orders. 

All was good in the world. He got up, stretched and approached the weird metal box where he put his thumb on a scanner and it declared his identity.

20140620

One Document of One - 3

TOP SECRET
 

EYES ONLY
 

ONE DOCUMENT OF ONE.
 

to: DIRECTOR


BURN AFTER READING.
 

CUBE PROTOCOL PROGRAM 333 INFECTED.

A VIRUAL INFECTION CALLED SUKI.

MIGHT BE TERMINAL. 

ADVISE TO UPLOAD CLEANERS.




ks/jl

20140619

Dance Monkeyfighter Dance!

His legs moved like a jackhammer on the pad, the colours appearing before his eyes automatically signaling to his feet. He didn't know what was going on, just that he had to keep dancing. The techno psytrance beat that was playing seemed similar to the last song and the song before that.

"How 'bout some Chemical Brothers!" he shouted to no one in particular.

"Hell," his opponent chimed in. "That would be freakin' awesome!"

It was a nightclub, Retroville, and he had been here for several hours now going through contender after contender. This new guy he was up against, The Future, was nearly on par with him...


20140618

The Nurse

Suki dabbed away the sweat on his forehead; she could see his eyes moving about like rabid rabbits underneath his eyelids. She was the nurse this time around, well whenever he appeared on the cot. It seemed his jumps were less frequent.

Each time he disappeared he reappeared, though his skin, hair, eye colour would change, as if someone was selecting a character from a video game.

"Oh, Max," she whispered. "Why can't you ever be normal for once in your fuckin' life."


20140617

Like Bottles For Soda

The Starship Silent K zoomed into view from the right side of the screen, as the camera began to track and zoom in on the control deck. We could see Max standing there, glancing out the window, as the camera seemed to go through the window and park right beside him.

He stood there on the deck of the ship, his hands clasped behind his back as he looked out the windshield. He couldn't see the "camera" but he knew it was there. He could sense eyes on him as well; he felt like turning to the fourth wall and speaking his mind but he couldn't.

He heard the sound of footsteps on the metal deck and that would be his first officer, Merle, reporting about the Blue Nebula, for what appeared to be the hundredth time.

"Commander, we have picked up activity in the Blue Nebula sector," First Officer Merle stated. "What are your orders?"

Before he could reply there were several options appearing in his eyes, as if he was wearing glasses.

1. "Nothing, Let's continue on our way."
2. "Bring us about and proceed on silent run!"
3. "Bring me a danish, Merle. I'm hungry."

Max could see the selection process unfold, he wanted to say something, scream, flee, run, but those weren't the option the player had...

20140616

The Elevated

Suki took the stairs two at time; she was tired of waiting for the elevator to arrive. She had heard the news and she wanted to see for herself.

"Where's the fire?" Goner asked as he gave chase.

"Twenty-three floors up!" she replied like a kid waiting for Christmas.

"Great," Goner muttered. He should have waited for the elevator.

20140615

Avatar

Max's eyes flickered open. He could see Angst sitting by his side but she looked different, more cartoonish than before. Like a cel-shaded art style you see in those new video games that want to look retro. His eyes itched and there was a static sound ringing in his ears.

"He's coming around," Angst said to someone whom Max realized was Dexter. Though his appearance seemed cel-shaded, as well; he looked more like a knock-off version of a iconic cartoon hero he had seen in a superhero movie.

Amongst the noise in the static he could make out a voice stating, "... make his eyes bigger... greener."

"Look at his eyes," Frank said in the background. "What's happening to him?"

"Mother-frakker," Dexter swore. "It was her I saw in the diner!"


20140614

Memo X

TOP SECRET

MEMORANDUM FOR: DR. MANAN
                                         DR. NEXUS
                                         MS. KSENYCH
                                         DR. MALLY

SUBJECT: CUBE

Following the sub-committee meeting with   XXXXXX. It is reasonable to believe that there is a glitch in the genetic matrix. The Magenta Code has been aborted for unknown reasons.
                                      
Advise Yellow to try xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx  prior to reform.

Additional discussions with DR. FJJKSKSK  about what to do next. fjskdjlfjsdljfkljsl jsdlkjklajkfdjkjdfjjsdf   sljkdkjadkjfdjfsdjfjsdfjlsdfjkljl. We could go with Operation: sldkjadkfjfjsdfkdj  it might be worth the risk.

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AMENDED.




J.F. Beatrix

20140612

Glitch II

"How long this time," Frank inquired to Angst. He snapped open the cellphone and hit speed dial.

"He disappeared a whole fraction of a second this time!" She put down the stop watch.

"DAMN," Frank swore. "It's getting longer and longer each glitch."

20140611

Doom Trooper

Sweat dripped from his forehead and into his eyes, momentarily blinding him. He wasn't sure where the hell he was this time but he knew it was damn hot. He wiped the sweat from his eyes and he could see that he was in a corridor of sorts, a red light rotating and the sound of a klaxon going off.

"Easy there, kid," a gruffy voice told him.

"It's not everyday you get to see hell," another one, sounding like a young girl, added.

"What?" Max asked.

The bay doors opened up below and all he could make out was a sea of lava below.

"Drop! Drop!" someone ordered.

20140610

Glitch

Angst sat on the edge of the bed, applying a damp cloth to Max's forehead. He was covered in sweat, and his eyes behind his eyelids moved like satellites falling from the skies.

"He's glitching again," she yelled.

20140609

Run Through The Jungle

He didn't know what the hell had happened and he didn't care at the moment. His shirt was tattered and stained, as well as his pants. He had been on the go for several hours now. The thing of it all was that he wasn't tired, no aches, no pains and forever on the go.

Over the intercom he heard voices. 

"He's over there," someone yelled.

"Here noobie, noobie, noobie," one taunted. "We're gonna get you!"

He checked Pain & Joy to see how much rounds he had left.

The funny thing is they were always loaded.

20140608

Magenta Code

1      1     0     1     0     
[  op  |  rs |  rt |  rd |shunt| funct]  R-type ii
[  op  |  rs |  rt | address//immediate] I-type ii
[  op  |        target address//insert]  J-type ii
 
 
project: initiated. send code. 

//one eight zero one//

10: activate
20: go to 10

Kentow, Africa, 1801

Usha Bu ran through the thickets, the thorns tearing at her exposed skin. She didn't care, she just wanted to get away from the men who where chasing her. There was a sound of thunder rumbling in the distance, or that could be hearing her blood pumping through her ears.

She was sure she was going to get caught.

There was a flash of light ahead of her, she stopped in her tracks, figuring the men with the torches had forced her way here. She was resigned to give up but then she noticed the light fade and her eyes widened in surprise as she saw...

20140607

ONE DOCUMENT OF ONE - 2

TOP SECRET
 

EYES ONLY
 

ONE DOCUMENT OF ONE.
 

to: DIRECTOR


BURN AFTER READING.
 

CUBE PROTOCOL INITIATED.
 

SOFTWARE SEEMS GLITCHED.

SUGGEST MAGENTA CODE.
 

UPDATE REPORT WILL BE SENT ON THE HOUR.
 

END TRANSMISSION.




ks/jl

20140606

Reflections Of You And Maybe Me

Max blinked his eyes again, looking into the mirror, slightly older, looking mature, with a week old beard and his hair thinning. He blinked again and here he was a slightly younger version of himself, looking like a 19 year old kid with a full head of hair, his eyes a pale green colour.

"What the KLF is happening!" he shouted. His right hand balled up into a fist and he slammed it into the mirror, shattering it.

20140605

Toggle

He really didn't know what was going on at the moment; his head ached, sounding like a combination of drone and static, and his nose was stuffed up and plugged as if from an allergic reaction to something, and also he had coughed up so much phlegm that he thought, just for a quick second, that he should see a doctor. The phlegm was clear and not black, which he thought was a pretty good sign.

Angst walked into the room, carrying a tray; on it he saw soup and a huge glass of orange juice. She looked angelic, he thought he could see an aura about her, through his itchy eyes.

"Frank says you've been moody lately," Angst said as she placed the tray in front of him. "I've brought you some good old fashioned homemade cure that will battle those evil germs inside you!"

"Even you," he said out loud.

"What was that?" Angst inquired.

"Nothing," he said as he propped himself up. 

He was under the impression since he woke up that everyone was coddling him, though he felt like it was more of an act than sincere. He didn't know what was different and strange about him; even the yellow shirt he had on showed a huge coin slot with the slogan Quarters Go Here.


20140604

Iris Lens Pupil Cornea

It must be spring, Max thought. His eyes itched and were red and felt scratchy when he blinked; pollen must be assaulting his eyes and it made him a little irritable. He chugged down a coffee and was still thirsting for more.

"Not purgatory, that's for sure," he muttered, remembering the sheer nirvana of the experience.

"What you say, Maxy?" Frank asked. He entered the kitchenette with several stacks of papers in his hands and plopped them down on the table. It seemed to stir up the dust in the area; Max's eyes began to water up some.

"And when did you start calling me Maxy?" he barked.

"Whoa, buddy." Frank sensed the hostility in his voice. "You better lay off the coffee!"

Those where fighting words.

20140603

Heads I Win

Dexter stepped down from the curb; he didn't even bother looking to see if any cars where approaching and for that matter he didn't care. He strolled with purpose, making a bee line for the diner. His eyes not leaving the window at all.

A car jammed on the brakes and honked the horn at him.

Dexter raised the middle finger of his right hand in the driver's direction, without even batting an eyelash.

"Dex," Angsty stated as she ran up to him. "It looks like you've seen a ghost."

20140602

No Stubble, No Trouble

The sink faucet ran.

Max had his hands on the sink, leaning forward and looking in the mirror. He turned his head sideways, his eyes maintaining contact with the mirror, and stared at his chin.  His left hand stroked his cheek and it was smooth like a baby's bottom.

"Hmmm," escaped his lips.

He had been going for three days straight with no sign of a five o'clock shadow on his face. And this was perplexing.

20140601

Breakfast of Champions

Max ate a hearty breakfast: eggs, bacon and a side order of maple syrup sausages, as well. His stomach was thankful for the meal since it seemed he hadn't eaten in ages. The waitress was in the process of bringing over a freshly brewed coffee to pour in his cup.

Frank was sipping his coffee while reading the morning paper. Max's eyes caught the headlines: KIMYE WEDS, RUSSIA PRESIDENT SAYS THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING, AMBER ALERT: TWO GIRLS STILL MISSING PRESUMED TAKEN.

"So, what's the deal?" Max asked between bites.

"Eat up and we'll catch you up on what's been happening," Frank replied, much like a father to a child who had been having a nightmare.