Topher Lydon

Liam might object. the two of them have the old Sociopath vs Psychopath debate well in hand.

Rabbit Season

Crewman Guy trying not to die... again.

'cause nothing bad ever happens on away missions....

The main viewscreen of the Zodiac was, for the first time in over a month, not filled with the soul-crushing, endless black void of deep space. Instead, it was filled with color. Brilliant, vibrant, impossible color. A planet hung in the center of the display, slowly rotating on its axis like a massive, swirling gemstone. It possessed deep, cerulean oceans that caught the light of its nearby parent star, vast continents draped in rich, emerald greens, and a delicate, wispy atmosphere of sta

The Langevin Block, situated directly across from Parliament Hill in Ottawa, housed the Office of the Prime Minister. It was a massive, imposing structure of heavy sandstone and dark wood paneling, designed to project permanence and stability. On this particular late October afternoon in 2008, stability was the single most valuable and elusive commodity on the planet. Prime Minister Robert Hesston sat behind his massive desk, staring at a stack of macroeconomic reports that read like a loc

Ensign Tweek is currently winning Captain Hollis knows this. The whole crew know this. Even the ships AI knows this

Someone has to be competent

02 The chronometer on the bulkhead of Captain Hollis’s quarters read 0200 hours, ship-time. It was an entirely arbitrary measurement. Time, much like the structural integrity of the Zodiac and Hollis’s own will to live, had become a fluid and deeply unreliable concept since the accident. Hollis lay flat on his back, staring up at the beige ceiling panels. He was wrapped in a standard-issue synthetic blanket that managed to be simultaneously too thin to provide warmth

I will do more of these, keeping them as short adventures. It's set up as a Dungeons and Dragons party, each role clear. So it fits to short, episodic adventures. Plus we need to explore the 12 kids Gabe fathered, the naughty monk.

Will's retail political approach, with his blatant honesty resonates with people. It's what Trudeau needed, that credibility of a man known to sit down, say "Look this is all screwed up, here's why it is screwed up, and here's what I am going to do to try to fix it. If you want that, vote for it. If there is a better option for you, vote for them. But get out there and decide." It's why, in Carter's Order, Trudeau is relying so heavily on Will to bail the party out of scandal. And why, when it backfires on the Prime Minister, things go badly.

The border

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Boris Petrov was not a hero. He was thirty-eight years old, possessed a mild astigmatism that required him to wear thick, wire-rimmed glasses, and had spent the last fifteen years of his life writing backend financial routing code in a series of increasingly bleak office buildings. He had a wife named Elena who taught primary school mathematics, a twelve-year-old daughter who desperately wanted a horse, and a profound, bone-deep desire to remain entirely unnoticed by the world. He worked o