Indeed, it's a picture of her.
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Yea, kinds of long ago though.
Mir Fnar, not-so-much-a-Commander than Something Else
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Indeed, it's a picture of her.
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Yea, kinds of long ago though.
Sporadically... that's the only honest estimate which I can give. I write it (http://scifi.linkpc.net/mir) mainly while exploring, or idling, posting a new chunk every now and then on forum.
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And this is the planet the story begun on ... (might need to tinker with contrast to actually see its outlines against blackness of space...).
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Ooh, a hot, magmatic high metal content planet, cool.
I've never seen one so... solid, though, wow.
Actually, that reminds me, are you familiar with the Universal Cartographics Records Book photo competition?
And thank you for answering my question. That link is also your signature, isn't it?
I've never seen one so... solid, though, wow.
Actually, that reminds me, are you familiar with the Universal Cartographics Records Book photo competition?
And thank you for answering my question. That link is also your signature, isn't it?
That's actually 100% solid chunk of metal
... the atmosphere of it 100% silicate vapors.
And no. Not familiar with sucha competition.
And yes, the link is my sig.
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That's actually 100% solid chunk of metal
And no. Not familiar with sucha competition.
And yes, the link is my sig.
Aww how very lucky. Every planet like that I've found is just high metal content. I love the black and red mix that the planets have. Volatile and beautiful at the same time.
Also, https://forums.frontier.co.uk/showt...Universal+Cartographics+Record+Breakers+Photo The makers of the Stellar Cartographics Record Breakers are holding a competition to fill the empty spaces in their records book with pictures.
Sporadically... that's the only honest estimate which I can give. I write it (http://scifi.linkpc.net/mir) mainly while exploring, or idling, posting a new chunk every now and then on forum.
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And this is the planet the story begun on ... (might need to tinker with contrast to actually see its outlines against blackness of space...).
Looks like Geidi Prime....
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Huh... somewhat, ayep. Gotta love Dune book series...
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Mir turned her barge to follow the other for a while, but then the female voice distracted her again along with a flashing symbol and some text on a right-side light panel. Yet again she didn't understand the words, although in next blink of an eye she caught a clue what it might have been all about---the other barge literally vanished, leaving just a briefly shimmering blue trail behind it that for a moment acted as a telltale of its previous trajectory.
Surprised, Mir lifted her brows and smirked.
... run, run, rush ...
... homeward dash treasures ...
Her fingers danced a flutter across a light panel which seemed to contain some sort of a list; she pointed at one entry, then another, briefly noting what changed in her view. Soon correspondence between the list and the view ahead became clear to her and she chose one entry from among the many, steering then the barge to turn toward it -- whatever the "it" would turn out to be only time could tell.
The barge gained speed rapidly and the now familiar voice spelled out words one by one while a red glowing bar filled itself gradually in front of Mir's eyes. She felt the barge throbbing, its engines chanting a rising bass. The litany of words ended to the world turning briefly blue and the barge jolted forward at breakneck speed -- things that seemed motionless begun to move fluidly faster and faster in her view.
Mir turned her barge to follow the other for a while, but then the female voice distracted her again along with a flashing symbol and some text on a right-side light panel. Yet again she didn't understand the words, although in next blink of an eye she caught a clue what it might have been all about---the other barge literally vanished, leaving just a briefly shimmering blue trail behind it that for a moment acted as a telltale of its previous trajectory.
Surprised, Mir lifted her brows and smirked.
... run, run, rush ...
... homeward dash treasures ...
Her fingers danced a flutter across a light panel which seemed to contain some sort of a list; she pointed at one entry, then another, briefly noting what changed in her view. Soon correspondence between the list and the view ahead became clear to her and she chose one entry from among the many, steering then the barge to turn toward it -- whatever the "it" would turn out to be only time could tell.
The barge gained speed rapidly and the now familiar voice spelled out words one by one while a red glowing bar filled itself gradually in front of Mir's eyes. She felt the barge throbbing, its engines chanting a rising bass. The litany of words ended to the world turning briefly blue and the barge jolted forward at breakneck speed -- things that seemed motionless begun to move fluidly faster and faster in her view.
Mir laughed excited for a good while, she had never seen the skies behave like that! But then, although the barge's speed was something unfathomable, it seemed a long way to whatever and wherever she had chosen as destination. The measure, at least she thought it to be some such, shrunk slowly -- Mir smirked and let go of the barge's controls, then stretched briefly while watching she scenery ahead.
... why fall you did, I wonder ...
... blazing-trail, from here ...
... so shiny out here ...
Mir hopped off the chair, deciding to take a better look at what all the barge contained.
Contents of the cargo bay turned out to be pretty uninteresting stuff - boxes, boxes, and more boxes with strange labels. The only thing that made them differ from each other was the strange scriptures painted on them. Some were bigger than the others, but otherwise they all looked the same. What was in them though remained a mystery, she couldn't find a way to open any of them to have a peek at their contents.
A handful of rooms seemed to be some sort of living quarters. A plenty of interesting gimmicks in each. Strangely enough, no one seemed to be at home although judging by all the stuff around, someone or something had lived in most of them very recently. Some of the items seemed broken. Maybe they broke when the barge fell and the tender-touches had put them back to where they had been but didn't know how to fix them.
Just when she was snooping the contents of one of the rooms, the barge suddenly shook and decelerated sharply. Had there been any gravity, she might have kept her footing, but now instead she got sent tumbling face first into a closet full of some kind of fabrics. The door slammed shut behind her while the barge itself seemed to go into uncontrolled wild spin.
Mir didn't see a thing nor could she much move either amongst the soft trappings all around her. She snarled annoyed and tried to find the door, but then came to stop when her ears picked up clanging noise.
... why fall you did, I wonder ...
... blazing-trail, from here ...
... so shiny out here ...
Mir hopped off the chair, deciding to take a better look at what all the barge contained.
Contents of the cargo bay turned out to be pretty uninteresting stuff - boxes, boxes, and more boxes with strange labels. The only thing that made them differ from each other was the strange scriptures painted on them. Some were bigger than the others, but otherwise they all looked the same. What was in them though remained a mystery, she couldn't find a way to open any of them to have a peek at their contents.
A handful of rooms seemed to be some sort of living quarters. A plenty of interesting gimmicks in each. Strangely enough, no one seemed to be at home although judging by all the stuff around, someone or something had lived in most of them very recently. Some of the items seemed broken. Maybe they broke when the barge fell and the tender-touches had put them back to where they had been but didn't know how to fix them.
Just when she was snooping the contents of one of the rooms, the barge suddenly shook and decelerated sharply. Had there been any gravity, she might have kept her footing, but now instead she got sent tumbling face first into a closet full of some kind of fabrics. The door slammed shut behind her while the barge itself seemed to go into uncontrolled wild spin.
Mir didn't see a thing nor could she much move either amongst the soft trappings all around her. She snarled annoyed and tried to find the door, but then came to stop when her ears picked up clanging noise.
The clanging noise soon changed into echoing metallic screeching sound which wailed for a long while, and then near silence fell again with low hum of the barge's engines ruling the humanly audible spectrum. But Mir's hearing wasn't that of a human -- her senses caught the radio waves that replaced the eerie screeching. A number of male voices spoke with each other, but not one of them said anything that would have made sense to her -- their language was similar if not same to that of the barge's voice, however.
... looking, seeking ...
... wondering thy be ...
... looking, finding ...
... what might it be? ... -- pondered Mir while listening to the voices.
A loud thud broke her train of thought momentarily. It sounded like something was attached to the barge, something that was handled crudely and rushed.
... looking, seeking ...
... wondering thy be ...
... looking, finding ...
... what might it be? ... -- pondered Mir while listening to the voices.
A loud thud broke her train of thought momentarily. It sounded like something was attached to the barge, something that was handled crudely and rushed.
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I'm hoping you aren't too waylaid. We need more adventures of Mir!
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The noise soon subsided, however, and for a moment there was just silence. Wondering the cause Mir braced her back against the door behind her and pushed with all her strength. The door didn't budge and remained shut.
Both annoyed and amused Mir forgot about what was going on in the barge and contemplated her predicament. She managed to turn around to face the door, her hands searching for something that would open the stubborn obstacle in front of her.
Then the door in front of Mir opened in sudden, quite startling her. Whoever opened the door hadn't been expecting to find what they found either and stood there, frozen surprised. For a heartbeat or a few the two stared at each other motionless.
... ah, thank you ...
... masked thy be ...
... entrapment this awkward was ..., Mir uttered, her words dancing as rainbow on her cheeks in her reflection on the stranger's mirrored face mask, and at the same time her savior's radio came alive with rapid chatter.
The male seeming creature briefly grabbed Mir's arm, but then let go almost right away. The voices Mir heard sounded startled, and in great hurry. She was cast a glance at when the creature rushed out of the door into the corridors.
... huh ...
... in rush such, whyfor? ..., Mir wondered and went to see where the creature rushed off. The voices became a cacophony in her ears. Loud creaking rang eerily in the air.
Suddenly, as Mir arrived where most of the noise was coming from, screaming wind arose to billow her hair. Atmosphere of the barge was being sucked into the vacuum of space and a loud and clear voice barked in the radio spectrum something that sounded like harsh commands.
Mir canted her head to side, staring at the gaping hole in the wall of the cargo hold, and then shrugged nonchalantly. There was not much to do about that. Silence fell - there was no atmosphere to carry sound waves anymore.
Mir walked next to the hole, peeking through it into the void while wondering whatever the visitors had wanted. Rude they were by definition however, they had not said as much as "hello" to her! At least the terrible smell was gone now, sucked into space with the air.
A few streaks of light broke the starry darkness outside. A blooming ball of fire in the distance captured Mir's attention for a while until it faded away. Another flared into existence for a moment soon after.
... wonder lights, pretty ...
... too small for dying star ...
... too brief, too dim ...
... was it you, Speaks-with-wave? ...
... short tale, fire-tale ...
... I wonder ...
The noise soon subsided, however, and for a moment there was just silence. Wondering the cause Mir braced her back against the door behind her and pushed with all her strength. The door didn't budge and remained shut.
Both annoyed and amused Mir forgot about what was going on in the barge and contemplated her predicament. She managed to turn around to face the door, her hands searching for something that would open the stubborn obstacle in front of her.
Then the door in front of Mir opened in sudden, quite startling her. Whoever opened the door hadn't been expecting to find what they found either and stood there, frozen surprised. For a heartbeat or a few the two stared at each other motionless.
... ah, thank you ...
... masked thy be ...
... entrapment this awkward was ..., Mir uttered, her words dancing as rainbow on her cheeks in her reflection on the stranger's mirrored face mask, and at the same time her savior's radio came alive with rapid chatter.
The male seeming creature briefly grabbed Mir's arm, but then let go almost right away. The voices Mir heard sounded startled, and in great hurry. She was cast a glance at when the creature rushed out of the door into the corridors.
... huh ...
... in rush such, whyfor? ..., Mir wondered and went to see where the creature rushed off. The voices became a cacophony in her ears. Loud creaking rang eerily in the air.
Suddenly, as Mir arrived where most of the noise was coming from, screaming wind arose to billow her hair. Atmosphere of the barge was being sucked into the vacuum of space and a loud and clear voice barked in the radio spectrum something that sounded like harsh commands.
Mir canted her head to side, staring at the gaping hole in the wall of the cargo hold, and then shrugged nonchalantly. There was not much to do about that. Silence fell - there was no atmosphere to carry sound waves anymore.
Mir walked next to the hole, peeking through it into the void while wondering whatever the visitors had wanted. Rude they were by definition however, they had not said as much as "hello" to her! At least the terrible smell was gone now, sucked into space with the air.
A few streaks of light broke the starry darkness outside. A blooming ball of fire in the distance captured Mir's attention for a while until it faded away. Another flared into existence for a moment soon after.
... wonder lights, pretty ...
... too small for dying star ...
... too brief, too dim ...
... was it you, Speaks-with-wave? ...
... short tale, fire-tale ...
... I wonder ...
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Mir set the barge in motion again to glide across the landscape, but then she glanced upwards at the stars above and without thinking about it she pulled at the controls. The barge lift its nose and the soft murmur of its engines rose in volume into low growl, the growl then turned into loud echoing roar that reverberated throughout the barge. Mir shivered excited although acceleration pushed her tight against the back of her seat. The initial rush of gaining speed didn't last long and the barge steadied itself soon.
The foremost light panel in front of Mir lit up with a number of different images, most of them in motion in one direction or the other. For a while the imagery made no sense to her, not until she made the barge turn toward a nearby seeming speck of light and the whole set of images shifted on the panel.
After a while the speck of light Mir had seen turned out to be a mountain sized white chunk of to her unknown matter. She approached the slowly spinning chunk, admiring its unusual beauty.
Then another speck caught her attention, a fast moving one at that and which was moving toward the object her barge was orbiting. Mir turned to see better what was incoming, briefly noting a change in the light panels around her. The approaching object was another barge and it stopped nearby, a bright beam of light soon emitting from it toward the floating chunk.
Mir observed both amused and perplexed what was going on. It seemed the other barge was cutting small pieces from the gigantic chunk, eventually collecting them up and then speeding away elsewhere.
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Who knows, who knows ... Remains to be found out as much for herself than readers what she is
She is who she is, and who she is she chooses to be.
Look at the date... Not that it doesn't deserve rep anyway!Nice, have some rep.
There are some pretty cool things!Well, been browsing this section and finally had some time to read.
