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Next chapter is 100% Enrico.
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he has a tendency to punch them. Now there's a fantasy scene... "I've got the biggest things, the best things, you don't know..." Will punched him. The President hit the deck, as Will blew on his knuckles and shook them off. "Screw your biggest things."
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I admit, I am fond of Jared in this one. Only he could stand in front of the 'Prick in the North' and get away with calling him an 'Asshole'
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Also, Micheline, Andrew's mother, back in Carter's Army, and again in Recourse, summed up Highmore men Thomas, Andrew and now Jacob, stubborn bastards, but fiercely loyal to their own, and they protect what they love.
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Bumper extended chapter today... too much to squeeze in, and so little time. Plus I didn't want to split it over two chapters. The UN, proving yet again, why it is not fit for purpose.
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Chapter Five Thursday December 5th – Time not Known WORLD END: T-minus ERROR UNKNOWN VARIABLE. St. Agnes Parish Compound, Ruston Parish, Louisiana. The air was thick, wet, and heavy—a suffocating blanket of Gulf Coast humidity that smelled faintly of pine needles, stale chemicals, and a deep, unsettling mustiness. The silence here was different from the alpine stillness of the Rockies; it was an oppressive, closed-in quiet, broken only by the low, constant hum of specialize
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Crazy Stuff That Jeff Says
Topher Lydon replied to Jeff Burton's topic in Random Thoughts and Statuses
dear gods mine only came out to about 4k... what have you... you've been eating your Weatie-o's!!! -
Much to the frustration of his enemies, who expected the nerd to buckle. The one key advantage of Lisa, Jared, Andrew and Peter protecting Will's mental health issues like they have, is that the enemies have zero idea of who they are really dealing with. They see the academic, and as Andrew put it so well : You have no idea who you just pissed off. I am certain there are some CIA profilers currently clearing out their desks and being escorted out over this failure
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Indeed, though I am having a wonderful conversation with a Canadian Vet I know who pointed out that in certain emergencies, a large amount of analog technology is one hitch, and a tow away from being deployed in an emergency. Fascinating to learn how our Vets are ready, willing, and able to get things done in a scenario such as this. And the kind of toys they have tucked away in storage is... impressive. Things don't get thrown away, they get tucked away for later.
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This is it, in a nutshell. It's a tough call to make, freezing innocent people, cutting off their access to medicine, but he can't get the meds across the border anyway. And if he backs down now, those tanks are across his border and it's over. He can only fight with the weapons he has, and the weapons he can forge with his cunning, ingenuity, and luck. What he needs most, is time.
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I envision them as having tastes for bondage leather and pantyhose, hypocrites often have their own hidden guilt.
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Will is a prisoner of the Throne for the next while, shackled by duty, cost, and his own competence. The old Bastard, the Major forged a sword, and like it or not. The weapon that he made is what stands on the wall and keeps the barbarian out. It is a devastating thing to write.
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**Chapter 8: The Canyon's Price** The echo of the single, falling stone died away, leaving a silence that was heavier than the stone itself. It was the silence of a held breath, of a hammer pulled back and waiting to fall. In that void, the only sounds were the nervous stamp of a horse’s hoof and the ragged intake of someone’s breath, too scared to exhale. Elias Sawyer didn't move. He didn't breathe. His hand was already on the checkered grip of his Schofield, the cool, famili
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Oh and in relations to Carter books and Coyote books. Carter's Throne is taking place in late 2019 early 2020 El Coyote books take place in late 2025 (sheep) and 2026 (Water Wolf) So little Alex is 10 in this story, and will... have his moment. Just don't expect sports cars, advanced drones and a tank wielding Kenny rushing to the rescue. The Coyote books are a bit... James Bond, while the Carter one's are more Political Thrillers...
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he also has a fondness for the Daddy type. That's trouble walking around with a smile, an easy grin, and no shame what-so-ever.
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I am amused, a buddy just commented on Enrico "You somehow turned a *beeping* Bond Villain into a compelling hero. All he needs is a Mexican cat and some dude with Steel Teeth saving children from a burning orphanage in some ridiculously over the top Spectre operation!"
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Canadian Air Force, they don't have much, but they make up for it with sheer skill. I know some of the most amazing stories of rescues from some of the most extreme and hazardous places on the planet that this brave men and women do. The forest firefighting operations, the water bombers which were sent to fight the California wild fires. Brilliant people.
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The arrogance of a man who thought his little Cage in the middle of nowhere would do the job. Undone by a stoner, a gamer, and a middle-aged Dad using a PlayStation. Oh and West's Size 11's. Next up for West, finding Sarah. He's owed a bit of payback.
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Oh and I fixed the time stamp thingy... if there is ever an error again, take the real time date as written, it's easier for me to spot than the T - minus one... Which I swear was correct when I wrote this ruddy thing.
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Canada has a lot of Markers. I know that one of our closest Allies, The Netherlands, will remember. That friendship, born of Canadian blood and sacrifice, has always been respected by the Dutch. A bond of honour that goes back to Market Garden. The yearly gift of Tulips to Canada is more than symbolic.
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Morning folks West, using the cover of one of Will's Blackouts to get things done.
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Chapter Four December 5th, 07:00 PM EST WORLD END: T-minus 96 days, 16 hours, and 00 minutes. The Northern Rockies, British Columbia/Yukon Border. Operation Sifton Ghost The air inside the heavy-lift CH-149 Cormorant transport helicopter was a chaotic compression of noise and vibration—a deafening, physical assault against the silence West Harding desperately craved. The powerful turbine engines hammered a relentless, rhythmic beat against the cold air, shaking
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