Topher Lydon
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unfortunately he would have to go and shoot her before she could organize them. Kind of Baby No-No Moustache Man situation.
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It has always been the gold standard by which I hold other relationships, dates, etc. Duncan always put me first And I mean it, I would give anything and everything for just one more moment of his smile.
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so very true.
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I don't know if a groundskeeper in rural England would have encountered one in the two years between... or if he had, would Stoker even pay attention? I see him as more the type to go to the world's fair and stick close to the food concession stands... far more interesting.
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I’ve been asked how much of this is real. And my answer is as much of it as I can. I admit I am not the most reliable of narrators; I state things and then contradict myself a little later as the honesty shines through. This is raw, and my thoughts, reflections, and admissions often hit me as I type. So it isn’t for me to judge myself; it’s your job, dear-reader, to decide. Because when I am long gone, this work will still be around in some form, and I was taught long ago by my mentor
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It's something I promise to write about in Carter's Order. You lot have me curious as well.
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Thorburn was far wiser than I ever gave him credit for back in the day. The man was a legend for a reason.
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I adore Peter and Blake as a dynamic duo. Part of me wants to do their adventures as University Freshmen.
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In remaining connected to each other. Hugo now has a way to communicate with Stoker in captivity, and those two co-ordinating and working together means Dottie's days are numbered.
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Well to be fair, Stoker doesn't know it's a two-way mirror. I pity the poor agents on the other side... with the exception of Billy, Billy probably enjoyed it... oops @Jeff Burton will smack me if I tell you who Billy is too early.
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funnily enough I think in the scene, I wrote that it did. I believe that Thomas views them like chicken, pluckable and good with lunch.
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I also like that Stoker invents chaturbate... in 1953... that's right you owe it all to him.
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He makes the Sylerikon wet themselves... so no... nope not them.
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awake... coffeee... something something... up...
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Hall of Mirrors - Æuum – Alpha Site The Hall of Mirrors was a chamber of eternal dusk, its polished granite floor cool and unforgiving beneath Wojciech’s heavy boots. The air was a stagnant, dead thing, smelling of ozone and ancient stone, a profound silence broken only by the quiet rasp of his own breathing. A week had passed in linear time since he last left, but for him, it had been a single, agonizing cycle of memory and training. The clock on his watc
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You know... I can see it...
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Wil’s breath was a fog in the brittle air, as he watched the lines of anguish etched onto Jimmy’s face. He squeezed the lost boy, holding him for a long moment, just there and steady. He could feel the tension, a tight wire wound inside Jimmy that was threatening to snap. Hurdman station howled with the winds, a mournful, hungry sound, as the snow drifted against the glass shelter that held back the worst of the wind-chill and the bitter, soul-draining cold. The wind rattled the brown steel
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So question for you lot. How would you fight back? What would you do in this situation because I feel we'd all tackle this problem differently. So I am curious
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It's funny, almost, to think of the fact that Alvin Katz was in that group of slaves. Such a pivotal character, standing in the midst of such confusion and listening to the man who would become a father to him. It's a good memory for me as a writer, seeing the origin of a great character, and arguably my favourite of the series.
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told you all, Henry's a good egg.
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As for ringing gun barrels... it was a magic musical gun, with... err... a BS-o-meter built in... and ... OK I got carried away in the moment, sue me
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Watches and hand offs. Agent one goes back, hands off watch to another agent. Buys safehouse one. Second agent comes back, gives agent one his watch. Buys safe house two, and so on and so on for let's say ten times for ten agents. Repeat in a different year. Let's say all from 1920 through till 2025. You have your expanding network of lies, and could be done in a day or two... then repeat a week later. And the week after that. Till you have one heck of a mess for the A.O.I. to pick through. That was how I envisioned it. And if you drop or lose it in the Static streams... well that is illegal and the Sylerikon would like a word. You are not permitted in the Statics without a token. This will get explored.
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Outside of Washington D.C. -1993 – December 2nd The wind, a sharp, cold November knife, sliced through the air. It carried the scents of damp earth, woodsmoke from a distant chimney, and the faint, bitter perfume of decaying leaves. It whistled through the skeletal branches of a stand of tall pines that marked the far edge of the property, a sound that was both mournful and clean, a natural music that felt a world away from the chaotic cacophony of
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