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    The Quantum Suicides, first half

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    A Whateley Academy 2nd Generation Tale

    The Quantum Suicides

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    Wasamon

     

    Part One

     

    --- Saturday, August 13th, 2016, Washington D.C.

    Dr. Derek Speers entered the chamber several minutes ahead of schedule, well before anyone else. He had a natural nervousness about new places, and that this one was an official government meeting hall did not calm him for an instant. A few minutes to familiarize himself, that was all he needed, and he took advantage of post-lunch tardiness to come to terms with his surroundings. The room was quiet, austere, with none of the grandeur or even largesse he'd come to expect of Congressional architecture. There was a wide arc of comfortable chairs placed behind a series of long tables. Those were for the committee members; he wouldn't have the luxury of sitting for the next few hours. His place was front and center, standing on display like some horrible parody of a university professor set to serve as a warning for all. His mother would have been quite comfortable here, but Dr. Speers the younger had no such experience to fall back on. His brand of science was not the sort that was taught in most reasonable universities. This was in fact the reason he was here, to stand and report before the Senate Committee on Public Use and Safety of Devises.

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    Knight of Empire

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    A Tale of the Star Wars

    Knight of Empire

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    E. E. Nalley

     

    3643 BBY (Before the Battle of Yavin)
    Taris, Ojoster Sector, The Outer Rim Territories

    I won't ever forget the first time I saw the planet Taris.

    Which in and of itself is rather odd because, strictly speaking, the 'me' who had been named Edward and had come from a little planet called Earth in a different, unremarkable galaxy, had never seen the planet Taris. However, the Sith Lord, Nyeomi Fens, who I was now, whose body my consciousness had merged with hers had seen it. Confused? Don't worry, so am I.

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    Dorms of Our Lives Season 4 (Part 6)

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    A Second Generation Whateley Academy Tale

    Dorms of Our Lives

    By Wasamon and Souffle Girl

    with the assistance of the usual suspects

     

    Season 4, "A Picnic Outing"
    Part 6

     

    ----Saturday, Oct. 1st, for a little while longer

    -- Sister Secret

    Milena Tarkisian was the sort to confuse many of her classmates simply by being the way she was. The daughter of an infamous thief turned grey market trader, she'd arrived at Whateley her freshman year with a strangely naive view of the world and a lax attitude towards the concept of personal property. The first term had gone about as well as could be expected. Fortunately, she was a fast learner, not to mention free and easy with her own possessions as well. Her willingness to help a classmate out and loan anything she didn't immediately require was a crucial part of her social recovery, to the point where she could even be considered for a residential assistant position. She was honored by the trust that implied.

    No one had mentioned the negative aspects to the job, though in retrospect she probably should've guessed about those.

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    Silver Ghost, Golden Angel (Part 3)

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    A Whateley Academy Story

    silverghostgoldenangel
    by Bek D. Corbin

     

    Part Three

     

    Dec 17th

    The Knights of Purity, both the power rig jockeys and their technical backup monkeys, sat gloomily in the seats of the small auditorium. They knew that they were going to get reamed about their performance yesterday. Never mind that they’d been following procedure, and they’d been ambushed when they were without guards, or that they’d escaped and recovered their units under fire. No, the thing that the boss would concentrate on was that Knights of Purity armor had been used to attack civilians. The Good Guys had been definitive Bad Guys. Half of them were dreading getting their asses reamed; the other half were worried that they’d get fired. The Cincinnati posting was turning into a Russian Front, and it was costing the Boss huge. And shit always rolled downhill.

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  • Smithy: If I Had A Hammer (Part Two)

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    If I Had A Hammer (Part Two)

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    Now that everyone's been introduced around and settled in, Abbie Elliott can get down to work. Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't the fire meant to stay inside the forge?

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  • Dorms of Our Lives, Season 4 (Part 5)

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    A Second Generation Whateley Academy Tale

    Dorms of Our Lives

    By Wasamon, Souffle Girl, and Malagua

    with the assistance of the usual suspects

     

    Season 4, "A Picnic Outing"
    Part 5

     

    ----Still Saturday, Oct. 1st

    --Calliope

    It had been the better part of a month since she'd last stepped foot into the Security office at Whateley. Calliope would much prefer that she never need do so again, but that was not the sort of world they lived in. With the upperclasswoman Valentina holding her hand supportively, she gave her account of the attack in the corridor beneath the school, somewhere between the music class's practice hall and the quad. Of the five boys who'd threatened her and her friend Neff so, and of the chill, sedative touch of one boy's power as he gripped her arm. Experience unfortunately gave her a potential name to that attacker, the Emerson student Contact High, but she couldn't begin to identify any of the others.

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  • Smithy: If I Had A Hammer (Part One)

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    If I Had A Hammer (Part One)

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    Let's have a warm Whateley Welcome for a nice young lady recently arrived from Kentucky. She's sure to meet interesting people while she's here! We've got the latest in classroom technologies, books, computer systems: welcome to the 21st Century.

    Where is she going with that anvil?

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    With a lever big enough I can move the world (Chapter 1)

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    A Battletech FanFiction

    With a lever big enough I can move the world

    by

    Andrew “MageOhki” Norris

     

    All properties not owned by the current rightholders to Battletech(InMediaRes and Microsoft, depending on specifics) and other properties (at this time, not determined) are the property of the writer. However, given this is a derived work, no intent to profit or otherwise infringe on the IP owner’s rights are meant, and this is a work of fiction meant to entertain for free.

    This is roughly based on the CYOA’s (Create Your Own Adventure) running around for Battletech such as Valles’ “Tell the World we tried” using this version of it: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1SK7JCvb3J8ytG18XZtHDsi0KGVmUOtKdy84lQ-zCdtY/edit#

    Without further ado, grab your neurohelment, put on the cooling vest, turn the reactor on and let’s go!

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    What's the Matter with You: Part 2

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    What's the Matter With You

    Part 2

    by Camospam, editing by Wendy K,
    The third story in the ‘It Matters’ series featuring the adventures of Outlook.

     

     Berlin NH: January 1, 2008

     “I surrender!” announced Cameron as he spread his feet apart and leaned forward resting both hands on the counter.

     The State Police Officer rushed around the counter, and began to pat him down, checking for concealed weapons. Cameron was read his rights while being handcuffed, then taken into the cell block. It housed some hungover revellers that celebrated a little too vigorously last night.

     Cameron was handled roughly, since one of the charges against him was assault on a security officer he was viewed as one of the lowest of the low. He was placed into a cell with a big man wearing leathers and had little skin left not sporting tattoos. The arresting officer left the handcuffs on the boy and smirked while locking the cage door.

     The small cell had only a single bed, and it was also the only seat. The large man stood to display just how big he was.

     “You can stay sitting, I don’t need to rest just yet,” suggested Cameron.

     The man grunted a non verbal cue that he didn’t find the kid funny.

     “I am a little hungry thou, when is lunch? I’m Cameron by the way, I’d offer to shake your hand, but it would be rather awkward.”

     “Fresh meat!” was grumbled as the overweight man stepped closer. His tight t-shirt barely retaining his belly.

     “Okay Mr. Meat, if we’re going to be roomies, let’s get some ground rules established.”

     “You’re breathing my air!”

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    Dorms of Our Lives, Season 4 (Part 4)

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    A Second Generation Whateley Academy Tale

    Dorms of Our Lives

    By Wasamon, Souffle Girl, and Malagua

    with the assistance of the usual suspects

     

    Season 4, "A Picnic Outing"
    Part 4

     

    ----Still Saturday

    --Donut

    It was a quarter to two, and everything was finished.  The fruits of his labor were arranged in boxes on the counter by the ovens in the Home Ec. kitchens.  Daniel was rather proud of his efforts, both magicked and mundane. The cookies were nestled within cupcake sleeves in groups of five, and they looked neatly cute in their display tin.  The two cakes had taken a lot out of him. The next time he took a job like this, he needed to insist on enough lead time to properly bake something instead of relying solely on his power.

    Still, all was ready for the Bohemians' little viewing party for the picnic tournament that afternoon.  He was sorta surprised that no one else had approached him for catering, though he was thankful, too. It'd be a while before his stamina recovered enough for him to handle anything bigger than an individual ring donut or two every few minutes.

    "Hey, Danny?  Ya in here? Monica said ya needed needed some help?"

    Jordain Statham, a.k.a. Ophidian, was in his English class with Ms. Barnes, though he rarely had a chance to talk with her there.  Most of the words to pass between them had crossed over the pastry counter. Much like the rest of campus, Jordain never said no to a Saturday morning cinnamon roll.

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