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The Nerd Formerly Known as Melkor
STATUS: haven’t been able to rp in so long. grad school is a bitch 4 mos ago
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haven’t been able to rp in so long. grad school is a bitch
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I'm about to enter my senior year. So close to that astro degreeeeee
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4 yrs ago
Act two of the original three is done. It is about 100 pages and 23k words. I'll be merging the first two acts into one and the book will end up being about twice as long as originally projected.
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Act 1 of 3 is done. It’s about 100 pages and 23k words and has a prelude, 8 chapters, and an interlude. I’m looking at 100k words as an approximate goal.
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Progress on draft 2: 8200 words and 32 pages.
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Thrawn: "I have read about the nightswan. Have you?"
Nightswan: "You refer to the fact that it sings only as night is falling?"
Thrawn: "Yes. You do not expect your stand to succeed, do you?"
Nightswan: "I know that it won't succeed."
Thrawn: "That does not necessarily mean the end. I can give orders for you to be taken unharmed."
Nightswan: "They will be ignored. Half the troops here are Batonn Defense and Restos is determined to get rid of me."
Thrawn: "Then come with me now!"
Nightswan: "A man must do what he must, Admiral Thrawn. Even if his stand is against the fall of eternal night."
Nightswan: "You refer to the fact that it sings only as night is falling?"
Thrawn: "Yes. You do not expect your stand to succeed, do you?"
Nightswan: "I know that it won't succeed."
Thrawn: "That does not necessarily mean the end. I can give orders for you to be taken unharmed."
Nightswan: "They will be ignored. Half the troops here are Batonn Defense and Restos is determined to get rid of me."
Thrawn: "Then come with me now!"
Nightswan: "A man must do what he must, Admiral Thrawn. Even if his stand is against the fall of eternal night."
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“Attention,” the intercom of the AN-225 came to life with the monotone voice of someone who says the same things all day."T minus ten minutes to drop off.” The pilot of the heavily modified aircraft signed off. The plane had most of the seats arranged in the cabin in order to fit as many people as possible and many of the cargo rooms were modified for use of engineers and storage of uncommon cargo.
Akihito and Nathan sat in one of the engineering rooms across from each other. They were discussing a design for some equipment and gadgets in between a game of Magic: The Gathering, Nate was winning. Osamu was using a drone - he was in Japan at that moment.
Meanwhile Biermann sat in one of the office compartments, reading as much as he could of Foster’s reports of the functions and past appearances of the Trident.
Harry Walcott paced the plane’s cabin, thinking about the case thus far, trying to make sense of everything they'd discovered. He remembered a report Colonel Evans had mentioned about some new weapon the Russians had - something that could, seemingly, break through any defense that was thrown at it. There were attacks on American bases and British bases in the region, nothing that could be directly pinned on the Russians, but they were the highest suspect at the moment. There was no discernible pattern in the wake of whatever it was, the military had no idea, but they didn't want to announce it as to not alert enemies to their weakness. Walcott pushed the thoughts out of his head and focused back on the current case.
The investigation team was nearing the site where they would be dropped out of the cargo hold on two Hueys.
Akihito and Nathan sat in one of the engineering rooms across from each other. They were discussing a design for some equipment and gadgets in between a game of Magic: The Gathering, Nate was winning. Osamu was using a drone - he was in Japan at that moment.
Meanwhile Biermann sat in one of the office compartments, reading as much as he could of Foster’s reports of the functions and past appearances of the Trident.
Harry Walcott paced the plane’s cabin, thinking about the case thus far, trying to make sense of everything they'd discovered. He remembered a report Colonel Evans had mentioned about some new weapon the Russians had - something that could, seemingly, break through any defense that was thrown at it. There were attacks on American bases and British bases in the region, nothing that could be directly pinned on the Russians, but they were the highest suspect at the moment. There was no discernible pattern in the wake of whatever it was, the military had no idea, but they didn't want to announce it as to not alert enemies to their weakness. Walcott pushed the thoughts out of his head and focused back on the current case.
The investigation team was nearing the site where they would be dropped out of the cargo hold on two Hueys.
“Are there any other details about the eyes? Is there anything specific to when a human uses them? I assume I wouldn’t be able to see my own lifespan.” Akihito attempted to get as much information as he possibly could about the functionality of the eyes before he agreed to anything concerning how long he lived. He could see a practical and defensive use for the Death Note and when combined with the eyes it would appear that he could kill anyone just by looking at them and writing their name down. Not that he would kill willy-nilly - more that he could use it if ever involved in a bank robbery, for instance.
“Humans who possess the eyes of a shinigami have certain restrictions, but not many. They cannot see their own lifespan above their head or above the head of anyone else who owns a Death Note. Though, the probability of that is unlikely.” Midora allowed the boy some time to consider the offer, he didn’t need it.
“I’ll do it. As far as I’m concerned, within my lifetime, the secret to immortality could be discovered, however unlikely. I don’t know how long I will live, if I am destined to die tomorrow it’s worth it and if I’m destined to die one-hundred years from now, it is still worth it because I do not know. It also assures me that there is no way that fate can be cheated, I am destined to die and when I do, I will. So, yes, I’ll take it.”
“Are you certain? There will be no going back once the deal has been made.”
Akihito looked directly into the eyes of the god of death before him, “Korera wa jōdante iru hito no me no yō ni miemasu ka?”
“A fair point…”
Japanese translation: Do these look like the eyes of someone who is joking?
“Humans who possess the eyes of a shinigami have certain restrictions, but not many. They cannot see their own lifespan above their head or above the head of anyone else who owns a Death Note. Though, the probability of that is unlikely.” Midora allowed the boy some time to consider the offer, he didn’t need it.
“I’ll do it. As far as I’m concerned, within my lifetime, the secret to immortality could be discovered, however unlikely. I don’t know how long I will live, if I am destined to die tomorrow it’s worth it and if I’m destined to die one-hundred years from now, it is still worth it because I do not know. It also assures me that there is no way that fate can be cheated, I am destined to die and when I do, I will. So, yes, I’ll take it.”
“Are you certain? There will be no going back once the deal has been made.”
Akihito looked directly into the eyes of the god of death before him, “Korera wa jōdante iru hito no me no yō ni miemasu ka?”
“A fair point…”
Japanese translation: Do these look like the eyes of someone who is joking?
It wasn’t long after Foster suggested electromagnetic radiation that Akihito adjusted the settings to meet the suggestion. The screens displayed different colors on their maps along with a key on the side, indicating what all of the colors meant. The colors vanished as Akihito adjusted the settings to only scan for the radiation - the screens lit up like a christmas tree near the East shore of Vietnam. Osamu quickly hacked into Nathan’s computer again.
The screen lit up, displaying the meeting room with the computer still facing everyone present. “Guys, I found something. On Foster’s suggestion I narrowed the scanning parameters to just electromagnetic radiation and I found a clear bee-line from below the southern point of Japan to the east shore of Vietnam.” He gave everyone a moment to take it in, then continued, “When I enhance the image and zoom in, we can see that the trail clearly leads to the shore near Da Nang, it follows the roads for a few miles to a facility where the trail goes cold.
“I think we should get people on the ground and take the facility - maybe we can get them to tell us where to search next, if it isn’t there. I think that they have a container capable of hiding it’s radiological signature.” He took a brief breath, “If they do then that means that I don’t have a way to track it automatically, until I find another sort of trace it leaves behind.”
“Thank you Doctor,” Walcott stood up, “I’ll have the planes prepped and I’ll see about having Colonel Evans take the facility.” With that, he left the room.
“If that’s all, then I have some devices for you lot,” Dr. McCoy depressed a button on his watch and a panel on the wall opened up, he was proud of the presentation, even if no one else thought it cool. “Here are some experimental devices that need some field testing, Foster - would you mind taking some of them for a spin?” There were a few devices that resembled guns from a science fiction film.
“This one causes the target's muscles to lock up, depending on where you point it - could the arm, the leg, but it is programmed to not affect the internal organs - just the muscles in the limbs.” It was a small device that could fit in a pocket, also resembling a future gun. “This next one is something that Aki and I think is just awesome.” The weapon he removed from the rack was a gauntlet, it was red. “It looks like Iron Man’s gauntlet because it’s our version of it. The upper forearm has a high-powered laser built into it - it can cut through steel surprisingly fast. The underside of the forearm has two, small, rocket launchers with three rockets each - don’t worry, they’re short ranged and don’t pack nearly enough power to knock you down. Just lean forward if you use it. It comes with a targeting system built into this visor.” McCoy handed him a visor that looked like it was lifted from Dragon Ball Z. With that, McCoy left the room to see what he could do to assist in the search.
The screen lit up, displaying the meeting room with the computer still facing everyone present. “Guys, I found something. On Foster’s suggestion I narrowed the scanning parameters to just electromagnetic radiation and I found a clear bee-line from below the southern point of Japan to the east shore of Vietnam.” He gave everyone a moment to take it in, then continued, “When I enhance the image and zoom in, we can see that the trail clearly leads to the shore near Da Nang, it follows the roads for a few miles to a facility where the trail goes cold.
“I think we should get people on the ground and take the facility - maybe we can get them to tell us where to search next, if it isn’t there. I think that they have a container capable of hiding it’s radiological signature.” He took a brief breath, “If they do then that means that I don’t have a way to track it automatically, until I find another sort of trace it leaves behind.”
“Thank you Doctor,” Walcott stood up, “I’ll have the planes prepped and I’ll see about having Colonel Evans take the facility.” With that, he left the room.
“If that’s all, then I have some devices for you lot,” Dr. McCoy depressed a button on his watch and a panel on the wall opened up, he was proud of the presentation, even if no one else thought it cool. “Here are some experimental devices that need some field testing, Foster - would you mind taking some of them for a spin?” There were a few devices that resembled guns from a science fiction film.
“This one causes the target's muscles to lock up, depending on where you point it - could the arm, the leg, but it is programmed to not affect the internal organs - just the muscles in the limbs.” It was a small device that could fit in a pocket, also resembling a future gun. “This next one is something that Aki and I think is just awesome.” The weapon he removed from the rack was a gauntlet, it was red. “It looks like Iron Man’s gauntlet because it’s our version of it. The upper forearm has a high-powered laser built into it - it can cut through steel surprisingly fast. The underside of the forearm has two, small, rocket launchers with three rockets each - don’t worry, they’re short ranged and don’t pack nearly enough power to knock you down. Just lean forward if you use it. It comes with a targeting system built into this visor.” McCoy handed him a visor that looked like it was lifted from Dragon Ball Z. With that, McCoy left the room to see what he could do to assist in the search.
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