Topher Lydon
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This one is a VERY old piece of mine, we're going back to 1998 here... I've worked on it, polished it... These two characters are a very old pair of mine, so... love them like I have for nearly thirty years.
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Part I: The Shortfall The radiator in the hallway was making that noise again—a rhythmic, metallic clunk-hiss that sounded like a dying lung. It was the soundtrack to Finn’s life, that noise. That, and the muffled bass thumping through the ceiling from the wannabe grime MC in 4B, a kid who called himself DJ Krush but whose mum still did his laundry. Finn stood in the doorway of the flat, the condensation dripping down the inside of the frosted glass pane. He didn’t want to go in
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Finn and Georgie are broke Finn decides that he's going to give Georgie The kind of Christmas he deserves. Georgie decides he's going to show Finn Why Finn is the man he loves. Not even the Estate can crush that.
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Yes, he lost control there, Andrew's grief is very different to Will's. Will gains control from it, Andrew slips. But as Doc observed, Andrew is the weapon that Hale built for Abernathy to destroy Will, in the end that weapon destroyed Abernathy. It's also a clue to the conditioning that Hale was trying to build, the real reason for the supposed Aphasia, and the nature of what's been done to Andrew. I wasn't expecting someone to see right through it so fast, but @drpaladin is a perceptive old G.O.A.T.
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I mean Andrew's not completely unarmed. Just wondering how he smuggles it into the White House....
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Will just needs a chance to think, the moves he's played so far have been audacious, cunning, and pulled from seemingly nowhere (usually after long debates with old friends of mine, lots of Baileys in my coffee and a decided amount of 'What would I do if I were him' ) I have a gambit left, And two days to pull it off. It required rewriting much of the ending of the book... that's THREE different endings for this thing so far... about 10000 words of cut chapters, and editing. I'll post some favourites at another point, as they just no longer fit the narrative, but are too good to just throw away. I am also realizing that the Coyote books are definitely separate now, but given they're written more like it anyway it's all right.
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Bastards put a missile through the Peace Tower... any idea on how long that's gonna take to buff out!!!! :: grumbles in polite Canadian about Americans and their pin-point accurate multi-million dollar cruise missiles dinging the stone work! ::
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I live about halfway along it, right where the dang HS2 cuts an eyesore right across it and my damn backgarden!
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I hate those things... Government approved extortion in little yellow boxes... there's one down the Fosse Way near me,,, that regularly has "Accidents"
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I know I know, I was getting it confused for another gun... again... This is why @drpaladin is awesome, he reminds me not to be silly, with a cuff to the back of the head.
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Enrico does have Abernathy's Order finances. (CIA black ops fund) it would be a shame if those fell into a highly co-ordinated, ruthlessly aggressive, and very patriotic Canadian's hands, who is a might bit annoyed at them slapping his husband in chains... just sayin
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:: mumbles petulently about Sig's, bullets, and bullet counting :: I fixed it, a Sig has 15 rounds not 8
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I love that you spot the things that are things
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I mean, Andrew's good, but that good? With no back up, no chances, no gun... hmmm That's going to be a interesting challenge...
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they weren't collateral, they were enemy combatants in a time of war. The three in that room contributed to the strategic and tactical bombing of Andrew's home.
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Morning all. As promised, one Enrico/Andrew double tap.
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CHAPTER 20 December 24, 2019 – 07:48 EST WORLD END: T-minus 78 Days, 3 Hour, 12 Minutes George Bush Center for Intelligence, Langley, Virginia The morning was a cold, grey blade pressed against the throat of Virginia. Mist clung to the pines surrounding the complex, and the air held the wet, metallic scent of coming snow. The sprawling, brutalist geometry of the CIA headquarters was not lit for beauty. It was lit for clarity. For surveillance. For the cold absorption of secr
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Some of these are new pieces, some of these are very old pieces I have pulled out of my archive and revamped/rewritten to work. I wanted to give everyone something Christmas-ey in the run up to Christmas to say a big thanks for all the immense support this past year. Pushing me to get better, hone the craft, and just enjoy my writing again after so long of being ill.
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Happy Christmas Dr. Sawzall o/
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It's going to be a worthwhile reunion. Right now I am writing about Sprogs, Grandpa Jon, and Merrickville tenacity. Go Storm! *flashes of Red Dawn*
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shhhh I have no idea what you mean :: whistles irreverently Rule Britannia ::
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I know, I'm a sap... but I wanted to write something sweet and hopeful.
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Yeah literally just finished writing that... it's... a few.... more than a few... it's a lot.... a lot of people... Andrew is a machine when he gets going. (remembers Andrew's breach submarine fight) yeah... he's worrying when he's immensely pissed.
