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"This town was so bad that we was ashamed to name it."
Around seventy years ago, BIAD could have been found cutting quartz deep underground in a
small mining outfit, South of Albion.
Seventy years... BIAD had watched the man eating the donated meal and sighed at how time
had passed him by.
BIAD knew that in most life spans, seventy years would make a human a white-haired
slow-moving wreck, but BIAD had just stayed the same.
He wished he talked more to his Creator about that.
The big mine... the Methon had full employment and certainly wouldn't of entertained the
likes of a woman-shaped, eyeless, underwear - flashing man/girl running around in the dark
with it's employees and a laser-cutter... it would be like spraying fulmar onto a naked flame.
So BIAD worked the Petrie Mine with four Barbados's monks, who supplemented their monastery's
income with the back-breaking toil. The monks never bothered BIAD, no ridicule of his appearance
and no attempts at petting... BIAD admired them for that.
It was during BIAD's time in Tunnel Four, when Brother Kamm had asked BIAD about companionship.
BIAD had scanned the skinny pock-faced man to see if he was coming on to him, but the dark-robed
youngster had just kept on cutting a large piece of rock out of the tunnel wall, without turning around.
"... what I mean to say, is do you ever feel alone in the world?" the monk's voice warbled as he pressed
home the laser beam. BIAD had smiled in the darkness and told Kamm that he had accepted his way
of life and was content with it.
Kamm had nodded and the pair had worked on in silence. It was later in the afternoon -although afternoon
was just a hope when you're deep down in the blood-red crust of the planet -the Supply Man had passed
with the canteens and the large doughnuts, when Kamm had asked again about loneliness.
The lights had flickered back on after the last power-outage and the reddish gloom made the mineshaft
look like it belonged in 'Aunt Kate's House of Realms' BIAD had wiped the water from his chin and flicked
his dust-covered permo-wig to make a small red cloud around his head.
The kid in the monk's robe was sitting across the tunnel with a sympathetic look on his face...
BAID guessed he was looking for a convert.
"Don't bother with usin' your teachings on me, son..." BIAD had said softly across the red haze
"... I'm beyond salvation" Brother Kamm had nodded sagely and waited for the creature across the way
to speak further, BIAD had chewed the doughnut and faced towards the entrance of the tunnel.
"But your..." the monk waved a hand to imply BIAD's demeanour, "... it must alarm or may even deter
others from seeking friendship with you?" Far off, the dozers rumbled by and BIAD knew that meant
that the shift was nearly over, he wondered what Kamm was driving at...
BIAD wiped the crumbs from the doughnut onto his dirty red dress and grinned at the young Banardos
monk, "it's their problem... not mine" he said and reached for the cutter. "I'm here and that's all that's
real, son" BIAD finished and grunted as he stood up.
The rest of the shift was in silence.
Originally posted by wildtimes
Okay, I'm back up and at it now...and to NENO: well, I guess I'll always be able to keep YOU guessing, eh??
Actually I had crashed at 7pm, woke up at 1, wool-gathered regarding
A) the rather daunting GIMP learning curve
(I did download it, and was subsequently advised by a graphic artist working at BestBuy that it's every bit as good as expensive Photoshop, just not as "user friendly" -- so I didn't spend my birthday money on a cheapo version...and I suppose I owe you thanks for that suggestion)
(it's sleep disruption from the midlife change, coupled with night sweats....but you won't have to learn that the hard way...LOL)
*Were Adam and Dag ever at the cabin?? I don't recall that. They were pretty new to Ship, too, so they'd not have known CyndyMars. She was gone when 'we' got there.
Also, I had an idea at about 01:44:15 to do an exercise, all of us, which is one the apprentices (first three years of performing) routinely use at the local role-playng renaissance festival (I've been participating since 2001). We are given a "character description" worksheet, and after we are cast as a character, we write up a bio. If you guys want, I could post it here, and we could all work up our characters...
It is fun, and worthwhile for building story when interacting in an improv way with other characters...
Originally posted by A boy in a dress
BIAD reporting in...
I've done a write-up where all the characters are seperated -but on the
Earth that Neno indicated.
When...? who knows and where...? probably Vandalia.
Now, do you want it to waaaaaay back in time or waaaaaay-way in the future?
Originally posted by wildtimes
Originally posted by A boy in a dress
reply to post by wildtimes
I'd better wait to see if Silo and Neno give it the okay..
The results of the scans were still being analysed as Silo's eyes flickered open
and the lavendar-haired girl felt the raging hangover roll in.