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Family History - Hangar Queens, Episode 3

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Family History - Hangar Queens, Episode 3

Hangar Queens, Episode Three We were shooting the breeze around the shop again. “Yeah, one of my ancestors got sent off in one of those slow ships.” “Oh, yeah? A generation ship or a sleeper?” “Sleeper. I think. Maybe it was a generation ship. Ma’s into genealogy. I’ll have to ask her.” “Either way, I hope it worked out. Long odds, though.” “Yeah, the crews on those generation ships always seemed to turn feral and end up eating each other.” “That’s assuming that something didn’t break down and kill them off before then. What about sleeper ships?” “Failure rate on those early sleeper pods was pretty high. They worked fine for interplanetary runs, but interstellar trips were decades or even centuries longer. Took a few tries to get the survival percentages high enough for most of the colonists to make it. Even then, the failure rate was enough so that there was always one poor slob who woke up mid-trip. That kind of boredom and solitude would drive anybody around the bend. Lots

Exploration Command - Hangar Queens, Episode 2

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Exploration Command - Hangar Queens, Episode 2

Hangar Queens, Episode Two We did what we always did when we were unsupervised and had no assigned tasks - sit around the shop and talk. “Did I ever tell you about the time that ensign got phase-shifted through the deck? Had to replace the plating with her corpse still stuck there.” He shuttered. “Still getting counseling for that.” “Wasn’t that on the Exploration Command flagship?” “Yeah, stuff happens on X-Command ships. Weird stuff. Stuff that never makes it into the recruitment materials." We all got quiet. The void outside the hull seemed uncomfortably close. He licked dry lips and con

Shake It, But Don't Break It - Hangar Queens, Ep1

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Shake It, But Don't Break It - Hangar Queens, Ep1

Hangar Queens, Part One "The assembly failed as soon as I put it in!" "What was the error code?" I read off the long sequence of numbers and letters off of my log sheet. (Yes, log sheet. Even in the distant future, bureaucracy demands hardcopies.) "Did you shake it before installation?" "What?" "Shake it." He mimed holding something about the size of the assembly in his hands and giving it a shake. "What? Like salad dressing? These are precision assemblies! Fine-tuned at the factory! They're sealed! We can't even take them apart!" "Yeah, but the semi-fluid lubricant powder settles during shipping. That means no lubrication in the mech

Wistful Dragon

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Wistful Dragon

His people - those who remained - were guardians of river and ocean, creatures born to flame and sky. They held the earth in small regard, judging her fit only to hold the hoards they had taken in their days of strength and power. His very existence was contradiction. He was a creature of fire, but guarded the flowing waters. The skies were his domain, but his secrets were held deep in the earth. Small wonder that many of his people preferred to live by instinct alone. Thoughts and speech were too troublesome. Learning the sounds and symbols of language only added to the burden of contradiction. Better to soar, roar, burn, and devour. A simp
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Family History - Hangar Queens, Episode 3

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Family History - Hangar Queens, Episode 3

Hangar Queens, Episode Three We were shooting the breeze around the shop again. “Yeah, one of my ancestors got sent off in one of those slow ships.” “Oh, yeah? A generation ship or a sleeper?” “Sleeper. I think. Maybe it was a generation ship. Ma’s into genealogy. I’ll have to ask her.” “Either way, I hope it worked out. Long odds, though.” “Yeah, the crews on those generation ships always seemed to turn feral and end up eating each other.” “That’s assuming that something didn’t break down and kill them off before then. What about sleeper ships?” “Failure rate on those early sleeper pods was pretty high. They worked fine for interplanetary runs, but interstellar trips were decades or even centuries longer. Took a few tries to get the survival percentages high enough for most of the colonists to make it. Even then, the failure rate was enough so that there was always one poor slob who woke up mid-trip. That kind of boredom and solitude would drive anybody around the bend. Lots

Exploration Command - Hangar Queens, Episode 2

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Exploration Command - Hangar Queens, Episode 2

Hangar Queens, Episode Two We did what we always did when we were unsupervised and had no assigned tasks - sit around the shop and talk. “Did I ever tell you about the time that ensign got phase-shifted through the deck? Had to replace the plating with her corpse still stuck there.” He shuttered. “Still getting counseling for that.” “Wasn’t that on the Exploration Command flagship?” “Yeah, stuff happens on X-Command ships. Weird stuff. Stuff that never makes it into the recruitment materials." We all got quiet. The void outside the hull seemed uncomfortably close. He licked dry lips and con

Shake It, But Don't Break It - Hangar Queens, Ep1

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Shake It, But Don't Break It - Hangar Queens, Ep1

Hangar Queens, Part One "The assembly failed as soon as I put it in!" "What was the error code?" I read off the long sequence of numbers and letters off of my log sheet. (Yes, log sheet. Even in the distant future, bureaucracy demands hardcopies.) "Did you shake it before installation?" "What?" "Shake it." He mimed holding something about the size of the assembly in his hands and giving it a shake. "What? Like salad dressing? These are precision assemblies! Fine-tuned at the factory! They're sealed! We can't even take them apart!" "Yeah, but the semi-fluid lubricant powder settles during shipping. That means no lubrication in the mech

Wistful Dragon

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Wistful Dragon

His people - those who remained - were guardians of river and ocean, creatures born to flame and sky. They held the earth in small regard, judging her fit only to hold the hoards they had taken in their days of strength and power. His very existence was contradiction. He was a creature of fire, but guarded the flowing waters. The skies were his domain, but his secrets were held deep in the earth. Small wonder that many of his people preferred to live by instinct alone. Thoughts and speech were too troublesome. Learning the sounds and symbols of language only added to the burden of contradiction. Better to soar, roar, burn, and devour. A simp
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