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    Metro: Pictures of You

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    Metro: Pictures of You

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    null0trooper
    "This is the clock upon the wall
    This is the story of us all
    This is the first sound of a newborn child,
    Before he starts to crawl

    "This is the war that's never won
    This is a soldier and his gun
    This is the mother waiting by the phone
    Praying for her son"

    — John B. Crawford, "Pictures of You"

     

    Chapter 1: Morning Patrol

    Saturday, October 27, 2007, Parent's Day, oh-just kill me now-thirty-hours
    somewhere along the south perimeter road

    Mikkel Andersen was officially miserable. The weather wasn't cold enough to warrant heavier clothes; he'd only be venting heat plumes that would give his position away. What the weather was though, was chilly, overcast and wet with rain. The ground was cold and damp too. However, he'd been informed that something happening tonight would affect one of his watch list targets, so here he was, wet and miserable, patiently watching from a half-concealed position for whatever might happen.

    The operative was well-aware that useful information beyond 'something might happen - we are talking about Whateley Academy here' was hopelessly unavailable. After all, like most of the personnel assigned to keep a discrete eye on the students and staff, he technically wasn't even supposed to be there. Incomplete intel was just part of the game.

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    Mischief Managed

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    A Whateley Academy Adventure

    Mischief Managed

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    Morpheus

    Friday Morning, Oct 12th, 2007
    Whitman Hall, Whateley Academy

    As soon as the alarm clock went off, Melissa Chambers practically leapt from her bed, full of energy and ready to face the day.

    “Good morning,” she cheerfully called out to her roommate, who merely groaned in response.

    Maxine slowly sat up in bed and glared at Melissa, before brushing her long magenta hair out of her face. Maxine was a petite girl, who could have been mistaken as being a year or two younger than her actual age of thirteen. And with her slight frame, delicate features, and pointed ears, she easily could have passed as one of the elves on campus. However, as Maxine was quick to remind Melissa, whenever she pointed this out, she wasn’t an elf, just a girl with some minor GSD.

    “Have you been drinking devisor coffee again?” Maxine asked with a look of disapproval.

    “Nope,” Melissa responded with a grin. “I only did that once …”

    “Once was more than enough,” Maxine pointed out with a scowl. “You were bouncing off the walls …”

    “I was not,” Melissa protested defensively.

    “Okay,” Maxine corrected, giving Melissa a flat look. “You were running back and forth through them.”

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    Into The Light (Part 1)

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    Into The Light (Part I)

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    Erisian

    Chapter 1 - Emergence

    When most people think of Los Angeles they think of traffic. Lots of traffic, with cars jammed onto the numerous freeways all creeping along like ants stuck in molasses trying to get every which way at speeds that cause everyone’s gas mileage to suffer horrible degradations. When just one of the main routes from the ‘westside’ to ‘the valley’ underwent construction that required its closing, the news media dubbed those weekends of closures ‘Carmageddon’.

    Tonight’s traffic was infinitely more deserving of that name.

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    The Banshee's Tale

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    A Whateley Academy Story

    The Banshee’s Tale

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    E. E. Nalley

    Who can say where the road goes
    Where the day flows, only time
    And who can say if your love grows
    As your heart chose, only time

    Who can say why your heart sighs
    As your love flies, only time
    And who can say why your heart cries
    When your love lies, only time

    Enya, Only Time

    October 1st, 2007
    Jennifer Stevens Playhouse, Whateley Academy

    The Playhouse was nearly to capacity with enough tweed and corduroy suits for the seventies to try to make a comeback. But then, historians were never known for their fashion sense. It was a classic stage theater with a small pit in front for an orchestra and red velvet was the fabric of choice for the seats and walls. Despite the somewhat dated look, hidden about the theater was a state of the art sound and light system that would be the envy of any touring stadium rock band.

    At precisely ten o'clock a remarkably beautiful blonde in an expensive looking charcoal skirt suit that showed off her magnificent legs and a matching pair of Prada pumps walked out to the lectern at one side of the stage, the heels clicking on the lovingly polished hardwood boards. “Good morning,” she greeted the assembled professors and the murmuring of private conversations died down. “Welcome to Whateley Academy in what we are certain to be the highlight of your academic year. I am Doctor Elizabeth Carson and I will be your mistress of ceremonies for our presentation. First allow me to give the non-technical of you a bit of context.”

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  • Hollow/Dice 1: Loaded Dice Make a Hollow Victory (Chapter 1)

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    Loaded Dice Make a Hollow Victory

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    Iwasforger03

     

    Prologue: Can you hear the rattle of rolling dice?

    December 11th, 2015
    1400 hours
    Maryville, MO, United States
    The “Acadabox” aka Missouri Academy of Science, Mathematics, and Technology

    “Kho, get your ass in gear, we’re gonna be late for our final!” Khōkhalā Zinda’s roommate Kenzie yelled, trying to usher her out the door. Khōkhalā grumbled as she pulled herself away from the laptop she had been issued by the school and slammed the lid shut.

    “I am trying to write here!” she complained to her roommate. Khōkhalā was 5’5” of very beautiful Indian girl. She was dressed like a typical American teenager. As far as she was concerned, she was a typical American teenager. Her parents were from India, but she born here in the US, and no amount of family visits to the “homeland” would change that.. This was also her first semester of college! She was in college at fifteen!

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    Laura and the Village

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    A Second Generation Whateley Academy Adventure

    Laura and the Village

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    ElrodW

     

    Tuesday, September 13, 2016 - 2nd Period
    Schuster Hall, Whateley Academy

    "Miss Samuels," the large man in the navy sport coat at the front of the room said, leaning back casually against his desk, his expression quite bemused, "I know you like history, but do you think you could possibly curb your enthusiasm a tiny bit so that someone else could answer?"

    Laura, the blue girl in the front row, winced, scrunching down in her desk and cringing as her normally-pale-blue skin blushed a lovely shade of lilac, withdrawing her upraised hand. "Sorry," she said meekly. "I ... I got carried away." Around her were titters from the other students, and more than a few who'd been grateful that she'd been so eager that they hadn't been called on.

    "There's nothing wrong with being enthusiastic about history," Dr. Jake Barton said, still smiling pleasantly. "In fact," he looked around the room, letting his gaze settle on a few faces, "I'm sure there are some of you who could use a little more enthusiasm for this class."

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    Siblings & Savages (Chapter 3)

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    A Whateley Academy Story

    Siblings and Savages

    by Joe Gunnarson

    Chapter 3

    September 7th, 2007, Range 4

    “No, Buxton, you are specifically on my ‘fuck off’ list for Range Control, you aren’t accessing my armory, you will not touch my ammunition, and if you threaten me again I will throw your ass down the fucking hill and let the kids use you for target practice!”

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    Tea and Dagger

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    A Whateley Academy Vignette

    Tea and Dagger

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    E. E. Nalley

    And I thought of all the bad luck
    And the struggles we went through
    And how I lost me and you lost you.

    Don Henley, The Heart of the Matter

    September 22nd, 2007
    Room 502, Dickenson Cottage, Whateley Academy

    The knock on the door put an end to the butterflies, the self doubt and the recriminations. Tansy looked over the table a final time. The carafe was full of piping hot water, the china laid out, napkins, even real silverware; she was as prepared as she could be. She thought about how Poise would have opened the door, chin held high, but somehow modest, wardrobe, make-up and hair all perfect, a mien as regal and royal that Princess Diana herself would have felt awed; but Tansy was well aware that she was most definitely not Coleen Fitzgerald. Still, she stood as tall as she could and opened the door.

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    Seeking Depth is Best

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    A Whateley Academy Story

    Seeking Depth is Best

    by Poetheather

     

    In dwelling, love the earth
    In heartmind, seeking depth is best
    In dealing with others, kindness is best
    In speech, truth is best
    In leading, justice is best
    In work, competence is best
    In action, proper timing is best
    Do not go against natural law
    Therefor be free from error

    Tao Te Ching, Chapter 8, Lao Tzu, trans. O’Malley

     

    Chou sat in the back of Mrs. Harrington’s car with Molly heading back to school. She felt so much older than she had at the start of the summer and yet lighter somehow. She had done something amazing, something that shifted the odds in her favor for the upcoming disaster though she had no idea how. The weave looked better leading into the gaping hole, so she had hope that now the event would be survivable. Too often the Handmaid died fixing the issue she was called for, and this one was huge and thus far, far more perilous.

    Molly squeezed her hand which made Chou look back over at her and smile. Molly was keeping her from wallowing in self-pity by simply being. Of course, she apparently was keeping Molly from becoming a villain simply by loving her. Chou had to wonder just what would have happened if she didn’t have Chou when the bullying started up again over the summer. The look on that that one girl’s face when she flashed her badge was priceless.

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    Hank 5: To the New Year!

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    A Whateley Academy Tale

    To the New Year!

    by Phoenix Spiritus

    Friday Afternoon, August 31st 2007
    Poe Cottage, Whateley Academy

    Nikki looked up at the new larger, renovated Poe cottage and took a deep breath. Dragging along the suitcase her mother had insisted on getting her, no matter how many times she'd explained she didn't need one, Nikki made for the new front lobby of Poe, unconsciously relaxing as the familiar wards of Poe welcomed her.

    The renovated Poe was now 'H' shaped. Two new buildings, each as large as the previous Poe cottage, had been added to either end of the old Poe, the new works increasing Poe's size to over twice what it had been. Nikki had watched the renovations start at the beginning of summer, while she'd been staying at the guest cottages with her mother and brother, but this was the first time she'd seen the finished works. Well, almost finished, there was still scaffolding around one of the wings of the Cottage, indicating the final stages of the renovation were still ongoing.

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