it is a period of civil war. rebel spaceships, striking from a hidden base, have won their first victory against the evil galactic empire. during the battle, rebel spies managed to steal secret plans to the empire’s ultimate weapon, the death star, an armored space station with enough power to destroy an entire planet. (insp)
✸ Star Wars worlds : Scarif Scarif was a secluded and tropical planet in the Outer Rim used by the Galactic Empire to house the construction of the first Death Star, an armored battle station capable of destroying entire worlds. The Empire built a major Imperial security complex on Scarif and excavated large swaths of land in order to build ships and supply the Death Star. An orbiting docking station housed several Imperial Star Destroyers. The planet was protected by an impenetrable deflector shield that enveloped the entire world.
In 1997, radio talk show host, Art Bell received a strange phone call from a man claiming to have worked in Area 51. The entire radio station was taken off the air (can be heard happening roughly 2 mins into this audio) when the caller began to reveal the governments plans concerning “aliens.”
The caller is frantic and is nervous/crying throughout the call.
It is a period of civil war. Rebel spaceships, striking from a hidden base, have won their first victory against the evil Galactic Empire. During the battle, Rebel spies managed to steal secret plans to the Empire’s ultimate weapon, the Death Star, an armored space station with enough power to destroy an entire planet. Pursued by the Empire’s sinister agents, Princess Leia races home aboard her starship, custodian of the stolen plans that can save her people and restore freedom to the galaxy….
Summarizing the rollercoaster that was the previous session.
Me: Wait… this sounds familiar.
DM: What do you mean?
Me: Well… We’re in the arctic… Our communication is cut off… The research station has an unnatural monster inside, which is suspected to be one of us, and so in a mass panic we try to find out who’s the monster… and end up destroying the entire station in the process by blowing it up….
A radio station that can be heard from the entire region, but instead of one radio guy, the entire town goes on the radio, in different times of the day. Grandma Lumpkins has a cooking segment, Sheriff Sloan tells stories about the biggest cases of his career, Mayor Landau makes announcements and tries to convince people to visit her town.
It is a period of civil war. Rebel spaceships, striking from a hidden base, have won their first victory against the evil Galactic Empire. During the battle, Rebel spies managed to steal secret plans to the Empire’s ultimate weapon, the Death Star, an armored space station with enough power to destroy an entire planet. Pursued by the Empire’s sinister agents, Princess Leia races home aboard her starship, custodian of the stolen plans that can save her people and restore freedom to the galaxy…
ok but do you know what I really want from the ghostbusters sequel???
Kevin’s mom goes out of town and he has to bring in Mike Hat to stay at the HQ and the team instantly falls for the big puppy. Like Patty, Abby, and Erin were all PUMPED when the pure-bred boarder collie stubbles through the door, (not unlike his owner) and immediately gallops over and starts licking their faces and asking for belly rubs, the whole nine yards ofc, and everyones happy and blinded by doggy cuteness all except Holtzmann who swears up and down that she’s 1000% a cat person and is incessant that Mike only stays for a week UNTIL the pupper himself pads over to her work station all by himself, looks her dead in the eye and puts his lil doggo face right in her lap and she just m e l t s. The dog has done it. He wore down Holtzmann of all people and by now she’s taught him to jump up on the chair and grab a tool from her disastrous work bench if she ever requires it and oops now she only calls him Dr. Hat and insists everyone to call him that and whenever they leave to kick some ghost ass she sets a special little alarm to remind Kevin to take him out every half-hour. (Kevin thinks it isn’t necessary but she still sets it every time they leave)
A/N: As promised, part four in the ‘How To Love’ series. I really hope you all enjoy it! Let me know if you want a part five! Send in what you want to discuss about it, your comments, or if you want another part! Enjoy~
The next couple hours were spent with Dean pacing the room back and forth as he called and recalled different police departments and local news stations. It seemed surreal having to restart the entire case, as if from scratch. You looked over from the kitchen at Sam, still seated with his eyes glued to the laptop screen.
“I got an address!” Dean exclaimed as he shut his phone.
You exhaled and put down the beer you were about to open. “Let’s go.”
Next thing you knew, all you could see was asphalt. Dean sped down a few back roads that Sam said would lead to the witnesses’ home much faster than the local highway.
“Her name is Yafa Asher,” Dean began to say as he pulled up beside her driveway, “Last night, she said she was passing by the woods, when she saw something she claims wasn’t human. Three hours later, two murders were reported.”
You sighed, for some reason you felt partly responsible for those lives. Perhaps, had you let the brothers help execute the previously discussed plan, none of this would have happened.
When the brothers realized that you were so deep in your thoughts that you hadn’t responded to whatever question it was that they asked, Dean said: “It’s not your fault.” As if he could read your mind.
You held his gaze for a few seconds before opening the door and ducking out of your seat, your hand gripping the door tightly before you slammed it shut.
Dean’s eyes wandered over you as he walked to the front of the house, a few steps behind you. As you approached the witnesses’ door, your regret turned to anger, and you lifted your chin while straightening your back; something that Dean noticed immediately.
“Take it easy.” His hand met your back lightly, a type of contact you weren’t used to from him, and you exhaled.
“Not tonight.” You replied with three curt knocks to her door.
As it swung open, a young woman revealed herself. You noticed how her black curls bounced beautifully as she moved.
“Can I help you?” She asked.
Sam stepped forward, “We spoke on the phone earlier, I’m Agent Smith,” then he motioned towards you and Dean, “And these are my partners, Agent Jones and Fletcher.”
“Oh.” The woman said and began to step back to let the three of you in. As you looked at her, you saw that she couldn’t have been over thirty. You noticed how she shut the door rather quickly, and then utilized all four of the locks that she had on it.
“Would you like a cup of tea?” She offered, motioning loosely to the kitchen.
“No, thanks.” Dean said politely and took a seat on her couch. You sat next to him, while Sam opted for the small armchair on the other side.
“I don’t know what to tell you.” She sat down looked down at the carpet. “I mean, I told the police and they just didn’t believe me.” When she looked back up, her worried eyes met yours. The woman was understandably shaken.
You gave her a tight smile, “We’ve seen some ugly things out there, and we just want to help. Would you be able to recall exactly what you saw?”
She inhaled and began to describe what a wendigo looks like, perfectly. The brothers looked at each other and sighed.
“This…thing,” You referred to it as she did, “Was by the woods?”
“Yeah.” She took out her smartphone and opened up something. “Here.” She handed you her phone with a map of the area displayed brightly on the screen. “I don’t know how I was the only one who saw it.” She continued. “There are usually people in that area.”
“Other people may have seen it, but not spoken up.” Sam grabbed her attention, “We’re glad that you did.”
She nodded in silent agreement, then took the phone back from you. “So, you believe me?”
Dean gave her a soft smile, the same smile you were so used to seeing, yet every time it still warmed your heart.
“We do.” He said. “And, the second we take care of it, we’ll call to let you know.”
“Thank you all so much.” She smiled, her berry stained lips curling up at the edges. A dimple formed itself in her tanned skin.
For some reason her eyes remained glued to Dean’s, and for the first time you felt a pang of jealousy that someone else took a liking to him. Before he told you how he felt, you never envisioned yourself with him. Now, with both of your feelings for each other just swimming at the surface, jealousy overtook you. Plus, it wasn’t helping that she was absolutely beautiful.
“Alright, well that’s all.” You stood up and began walking to her front door.
“Thank you.” She responded and opened the four locks, one by one. “Oh,” She walked over to a small side table and wrote something down on a notepad, “Here’s my number so that you can contact me again.”
Her hand was outstretched, aiming for Dean to take it.
He took it from her hand and let himself out of the door while Sam thanked her once again for talking to the three of you. You followed close behind the boys.
When Dean strayed from the path of the car, you watched his movement. He crumpled up the paper with her number on it, and tossed it in the garbage receptacle by the curb.
He must have been thinking of you when he did it, because as he opened the driver’s door of the car his eyes locked on yours.
He didn’t know that you were awake when he told you he’d fix what he had done, but you knew now, that he meant it.
Rhys as a radio host on Hyperion FM. Jack is getting bombarded with advertising emails from the station and he’s getting pretty pissed off. Meg tells him the station is great and that its all the music Jack loves so Jack decided to give it a listen. He falls in love with Rhys and his voice. Ends up listening every day at 5pm. One day decides to go down and visit Rhys just as Rhys dedicates a song to Jack because, as the entire space station knows, Jacks currently a very stressed man.
The entire crew of the 50th expedition to the International Space Station wishes you a happy 2017! We had the opportunity to celebrate the New Year on three different time zones up here (Russia, France and the United States) because a few countries decided some years ago they believed in a certain idea of the future. They thought science, technology, peaceful exploration and above all international cooperation would contribute to make the world a better place. They thought aiming for a challenging goal would only bring the best for their citizens. They were right, and here we are, playing our little part.
Every New Year comes with challenges, and yes, some are daunting: curb climate change, better share resources worldwide, give all kids the education they deserve, empower women everywhere. To make progress, we need everyone to contribute: we try to do our share everyday on the Space Station to the best of our abilities. What will you do in 2017?
It is a period of civil war. Rebel spaceships, striking from a hidden base, have won their first victory against the evil Galactic Empire. During the battle, Rebel spies managed to steal secret plans to the Empire’s ultimate weapon, the DEATH STAR, an armored space station with enough power to destroy an entire planet. Pursued by the Empire’s sinister agents, Princess Leia races home aboard her starship, custodian of the stolen plans that can save her people and restore freedom to the galaxy….
On 3rd of January 1920, the armistice between Republic of Estonia and Soviet Russia came into effect after 402 days of war. Estonia lost 6000 people in the Independence War, 4000 of them in battles.
At 10.30 church bells across entire Estonia will ring as all radio stations will have a minute of radio silence to commemorate the armistice. Wreaths will be placed on Independence War monuments all over Estonia.
You’d be forgiven for thinking the pictured man might be an actor auditioning for the role of a Vulcan on “Star Trek”. The gentleman in question was Gerard O'Neill, an American physicist responsible for numerous contributions to science including the particle storage ring and the concept of the mass driver.
O'Neill’s relevance to Old School Sci Fi is the idea for which he is probably best known: the concept of constructing gigantic rotating space habitats that have become known as O'Neill Cylinders. O'Neill Cylinders are typically depicted as being larger than most science fiction space stations and frequently have entire ecosystems. O'Neill detailed his vision for space colonization in his book “The High Frontier: Human Colonies in Space”.
There are numerous examples in science fiction of O'Neill Cylinders. Perhaps the most famous is the eponymous space station in the sci fi TV series “Babylon 5”.
Top: a 6 train passing through the old City Hall station in 2016. The station, widely acknowledged as the jewel of the entire subway system, was decommissioned at the end of 1945. Part of the problem can be seen in this photo: the curvature of the platform doesn’t conform to modern trains, creating a prohibitively wide and unsafe gap. The station is still visited by special tours administered by the New York Transit Museum, whose photo this is.
Bottom: another view of the City Hall station, undated, by Marc A. Hermann.