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Ouch, that means the Talon from the other uiverse swapped places and exploded.
Across the Multiverse, it is the common fate of most soldiers to perish.
Talon appreciates his good fortune. He served honorably, and was mustered out in quick order.
Fluttering like a wounded bird into the dubious haven of a world of dragons and men, Talon found a place for himself as a teacher.
Landing like a bird with a broken wing and realising what had just transpired, he did the only thing that made sense.
He laughed like a maniac.
Nah. Talon’s as cold-blooded as they come.
He’s not unfriendly. It’s just that everyone in any room he’s in knows that he could kill them all without breaking a sweat.
So he doesn’t relax, exactly, so much as merely play it cool.
He can’t be provoked into rash action. But he can be provoked.
Ah.
I see.
I’m seeing something like the crash scene in the beginning of the following ideo:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9e3ejuR4L1A
Full crash scene:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5yyeQKPmlng
Even if he could maneuver in subspace, he had no idea what direction to go.
So he concealed his ship, and walked into the local settlement. In the relatively primitive habitat, he found kindred spirits, though none were exactly like him.
I was assuming the teleFRAG superposition state swap would be quite violent and very damaging.
And that he’d basically appear on the ‘other side’ by being flung out from a cloud of kibble.
So I’d have to see what the scene is to get a grasp of just what happens.
Though it probably would be a roller coaster gut roaster ride at any rate.
I just cleaned two pounds of shrimp for the shrimp tacos. The pets love me! If I never post again, it’s because they ate my fingers off ...
Ack, posting AS a cloud of kibble!
Raise defensive fields, the pets are in attack position.
From Talon's Tale: (Fabricating it as we go ...)
He followed the Cruiser into Subspace, masking his ship as an echo of their frequency signatures.
If they made the mistake of dropping their shields for efficiency, his weaponry could be effective. If they were as paranoid as they should have been under the circumstances, they would institute a multi-spectral scan and discover him.
Much depended on the observations just before they had entered Subspace. He had been on a cometary sweep, bringing the back-up attack, along with a few others.
He had the misfortune of being tugged off his course by a dark but massive asteroid. Something simply to dodge around, but doing it without massive engine flares took time.
By the time he got there, the conflict was mostly finished. His nemesis was ready to move on, either in retreat or to attack the next position.
But for Talon, the battle was not over yet. Sensing their impending departure, he made a micro-jump that would put him on a collision course with the giant cruiser.
Coming out of it in the unmistakable false lighting of Subspace, he was already in their Subspace field.
Undeterred, and ignoring the theoretical impossibility, he activated his own Subspace generator, matching the frequencies as if he had become a grafted nacelle on the giant Cruiser.
Subspace navigation, like atmospheric entry, took a certain amount of time. He waited until the Cruiser was at its peak Subspace frequency intensity, and then fired his plasma vortex cannon in both directions. Subspace theory didn't have the mathematics of what that did within the confines of a Subspace channel at maximum definition, but the results were spectacular!
Talon was rendered unconscious by the violence of the reactions. When he came to, his nostrils were filled with the acrid smoke of some vital components. He knew his ship was damaged.
Of the other vessel, there was no sign. The amplification of his explosion, by the Cruiser's Subspace generators, must have looked like a miniature nova going off, wherever they were between the stars.
Talon spent weeks trying to identify his location, and what direction he should proceed. There was no clue. He assumed he had been driven far beyond any calculated capability of Subspace travel. He was adrift in an endless ocean.
Finally, his searches disclosed an acceptable world, where he could perhaps survive.
With neither joy nor resignation, he turned his ship for the distant speck, knowing that "home" would never have the same meaning again.
Yeah, roller coaster gut roaster ride.
Shrimp tacos were a hugh success! We could have eat twice as much.
Should the occasion ever arise, you would have no difficulty entertaining NicknamedSue.
Of course, my needs are quite easily met. A scoop of Dad-chow or so and I'm good to go.
Do they sell Dad-chow at Walmart?
I should start stocking the freezer with meat for Anoreth’s visit home, now that we’ve used the giant pork roasts.
I'm pretty sure they do. It's fairly generic stuff.
Not exactly sure what's in it, though ... Eh, who cares? Is there a game on?
It’s good to know I’ll be in the company of at least one other carnivore.
I mean, besides Ash.
;o]
Ash got on the counter and ate what was left of the Cuban black beans. Fortunately it was only one small bowl! She loves beans almost as much as meat.
Kinda weird that procrastination is something that is
Just a second...
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