Zippy Zip-A-Long

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FALLOUT BLUES

DANZ003 (DANZER)

BENEATH THE UNDEATHLANDS

 

Professor Ashworth found a hidden console in the great and terrible cone shaped machine. His eyes blazed with mad intensity as his fingers flew over the keyboard. There was a soft clicking noise and then a softly glowing metallic crystal cylinder slid up out of a round shaft, a small panel sliding to one side to expose the opening. The professor examined the item briefly, looked satisfied and slipping it out, placed it into his backpack after carefully wrapping it in a cloth sheet.

 

Herbert spoke. "This is a dangerous thing you are doing, professor."

 

It seemed for a moment that James had not heard, that he was going to ignore Herbart Daring Dashwood, but he suddenly turned and snapped. "What do you know? We are going to purify the world, to create a brave new world for a whole new people who will not repeat the mistakes of the past. I warn you, do not try to get in my way or you will pay for it. You are far more than you seem on the surface, you have knowledge, power and wisdom but you willl be swept away before the Great Cause."

 

Herbert smiled calmly in response to this threat. "I know that what is speaking through you, professor, dares not use to much power against me because your mortal human body could not take it. The manipulating force needs you intact so that you can continue on this insane course of action. What next?"

 

Professor James Ashworth seemed a little confused for a moment but then he looked grim. "We must now go to the settlement of Megaton. There is something hidden there that I must have."

 

The great terrible machine was slowing to a halt and it did not seem so terrible any more. It unnatural power was going from it. What would that mean for the zombies and other undeath in the area?

 

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FALLOUT BLUES

DANZ001 (DANZLENA)

ON THE WAY TO TEKVAULT0108

 

Danzlena made a decision and both she and her team turned towards Megaton. Why? To meet with Danzie and to gain more resources for her long and difficult journey to come but also to assist when Professor James Ashworth appeared, surely to cause trouble. Danzer would be with him and the three DanzClones would have a chance to meet. It was a vital opportunity to make real physical contact and to coordinate efforts in future.

 

Danzie had learned much more about the Wastelands and though he had passed data to Danzlena through mindlink, she saw ways of learning yet more in Megaton.

 

She and the others made good time across the landscape until they found themselves approaching the ruins of the city of Springvale. From Springvale drifted the muffled sounds of guns firing and of explolsions as a battle raged between what seemed to be two large forces. In the semidarkness flashes of light could be seen and long lines of tracer fire. Carefully she reached out and 'sensed' not only the minds of gangers, now organised as one force, but the twisted, dulled minds of monstrous supermutants. Gangers were fighting supermutants for the control of at least part of Springvale and she did not want any part of it.

 

Until, that is, she picked up the mental impression of 'TekVault0101' from one of the supermutants and she now wanted to learn much more about what was going on. She and her team now headed towards the site where the battle was focused being the Central Springvale Senior Highschool.

 

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THE ADVENTURES OF TIMESAGE COSMOS AND COMPANY

NAPOLEON IV OF THE FRENCH

 

Tinacos was dressed as a British Imperial Lady when she met Napoleon IV, which pleased him as it showed him respect as a man of high status and imperial bloodline. The man was a commander of men, a commander, and he liked to surround himself with symbols of victories but also of defeats. The latter, he explained, reminded him not to be over confident. He was taller than Napoleon by a good deal, which was something he was grateful for.

 

They met in a high chamber of an old but well cared for castle fortress adapted to the use of cannons and musket rifles. A waiter served up pastries and coffee, a fine cordial and small rolls with ham, cheese and lettuce. They drank and ate slowly while chatting about French history, about the general history of art and literature and about the threat of the green comet-missiles which dominated the later part of the conversation.

 

Napoleon IV looked out of a heavy stone block window and into the distance where a convoy of civilian refugees were being escorted by some French soldiers. He was a handsome, though not beautiful man for he was too stocky to be such, and he liked his profile. "The British will not be overly happy that you give us so many technologies."

 

Tinacos nodded. "Yes but we do not serve the British Empire. We are from Gallefrey. We were drawn here to deal with a threat that is not just to the peoples of this world. More of the green comet-missiles are on their way and then comet-ships bringing invaders. The world must be ready."

 

The would be French Emperor frowned softly. "It is going to be harder for the French Empire to take advantage of these technologies and technological improvements that you are offering. Our industrial base and development are weaker than that of the British. Have you gone to the Germans yet?"

 

"All in good time." Tinacos was fully aware of how her kneedress left much of her bossom exposed and how Napoleon IV was ogling her. "You fear the Germans?"

 

"Of course!" Napoleon frowned. "They are traditional enemies, just as the British are. I have some fine books and maps in my personal chambers, if you would care to come with me."

 

Tinacos smiled warmly. "I would be glad to do so."

 

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THE ADVENTURES OF TIMESAGE COSMOS AND COMPANY

RETURN TO THE WARTARDIS

 

Professor Cosmos returned to the WarTARDIS and this time he sought new discoveries. What he found was a great surprise. There were well hidden armies of dangerous aliens in their own special capture chambers. Cybermen cyborgs, Movellan androids, a Nestene with its quasiliving plastic Autons, cloned Sontarans, Thal Imperial Legionaries, daleks and a large mixed army of kidnapped altered human soldiers given new program training and equipment.

 

Professor Cosmos found in a great hidden control chamber a massive statue, fused partly into a great metallic wall, of Omnimodis himself. Omnimodis was shown sitting in-on a great throne that partly engulfed him and his face, his eyes, expressed nothing but hateful arrogance and contempt.

 

Otherwise there was a large central control console with a very large central column and along one wall great service machine fused partly into the wall.

 

Somehow it did not surprise Cosmos when the voice spoke to him from the statue, the booming sound being one of hateful arrogance and contempt. "Blood descendant of Razzlon, you are the one to face me, you are the one who has something special inside you. I will destroy you but not easily, no. We will play a game, a wargame, a puzzle game, a game of chance. For now please go on searching the WarTARDIS for I wish to know if you can find the real threat in this great but primitive machine. Nothing you have found so far is the real threat. As for the renegade StarLord, the TimeMaster and the daleks, they are but nothing to the grand scheme of mine and the primitive other peoples are less than nothing."

 

Then the voice became silent.

 

Professor Cosmos was no fool and he came to understand then that while he could continue to explore the WarTARDIS, that he dared not interfere with anything, at least not until he knew more.

 

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THE ADVENTURES OF TIMESAGE COSMOS AND COMPANY

ROMANA ARRIVES

 

In the bustling Docklands of London, now very busy with bringing in resources around the world for the big reconstruction construction drive, Romana the TimeLord appeared in a dead end laneway in a beautiful but practical designed kneedress. She dropped a silver coin into the lap of a gawking tramp and then paced quietly and quickly out to a secondary street. It was cobbled and fronted by a series of warehouses, workshops and workyards but also one fish-chip diner and a pub. Many parts of the great sprawling city of London looked like no changes had taken place since the first nonhuman invasion had begun and that was one of them.

 

With her TARDIS as a wrist bracelet hidden by a sleeve of her kneedress, she sat in the fish-chippery and ate fish with lettuce and chips. Even as she did so she managed to make contact with Professor Cosmos and one of his daughters.

 

The city zone and its people bemused her with its dirtiness in some ways, its clumsiness, its primitiveness and stoak nature of its people. Dock workers mingled with warehouse workers, seamstresses, Homeguard soldiers, housewife workers who did pay for work at home as weel as being wives and mothers, and others. Electric trams hummed past and horse drawn vehicles moved along the street in both directions.

 

Ninacos sat down next to Romana, her mother, and frowned softly at her. "Hello mother, I thought you were busy on the Triplicate Worlds hunting for a TimeRogue of the Eventez."

 

Romana smiled at her daughter. "This situation was deemed more important. Also the TimeRogue has been cornered and will soon be captured and locked into the MatrixDoma. So you are still angry at me for not endorsing your sisters and yourself as TimeLords. Your current attitude will not help your situation in future. Yes, I have suggested a review, a second chance for the three of you to attend the TimeLord Academy."

 

Ninacos nodded. "Good! Omnimodis is behind everything happening on this world and not a rogue StarLord or the TimeMaster or the TimeThief who is also known as the Meddling Monk by some."

 

Romana frowned. "I know for that is why I was sent. Razzlon himself ordered me to come here, along with others. Yes, I know how fantastic that sounds but that is exactly what happened."

 

Ninacos looked very surprised indeed for Razzlon had not openly contacted anybody, as far as was commonly known amongst TimeLords, for a very long time.

 

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THE ADVENTURES OF HERCULINE

ANOTHER LONG MAGICAL FLIGHT

 

Again Herculine and others took advantage of her magical craft's ability to travel quickly in one sense to another place but, 'at the same time', for much more time to pass inside the vessel. Herculine dared to stretch things to three months as a thousand soldiers and others trained, rested and learned other knowledge inside the craft. It was growing bigger inside quite quickly but still it was fairly crowded considering the generation of clones.

 

Cloud Ruler Temple would be needing some upgrading, extensions and the addition of new staff if it was to resist not just physical but also magical-physical and magical attacks. Healermages, mages, mage-artisans, mage-scholars, scholars, a handful of Sages, artisans, engineers, sappers, healers, animal keepers and others were going along with soldiers to join the Blades along with some battlemages. Magical battle-engines were constructed on wheels such large fireball throwers, multiple fireball throwers, multiple magic arrow shooters and others along with magical assisted catipults, super-crossbows and the like.

 

What would be done to Cloud Ruler Temple, would also be done to the cities, towns and castle estates of the Empire.

 

Herculine carefully added to the knowledge of the Cyrodilins for she had picked up during the battle for Kvatch that the daedric magic there was more advanced than it had been when it was last encountered on that world. She taught the anti-summoning field spell that could stop daedric mages from temporarily summoning lesser daedra into an area.

 

Herculine, Martin, Jaeffre and others spent much time working out plans, discussing what they knew and even going over old documents. The Books of the Damned Realms spoke of the Oblivion Realms, including the Deadlands, very extensively for the author, a powerful mage, had dared to go there. She had gone with eight others but had been the only survivor though she had brought back with her extensive and important writings and other works of the others including many accurate sketches, diagrams and even a couple of small paintings.

 

She did not tell the others that she had been, was that surviving mage.

 

She did not tell them of her true nature.

 

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THE ADVENTURES OF HERCULINE

AT HOME IN KVATCH

 

HerculineAfa was Herculine as far as most people knew. She went to her house in the city, that thankfully were unharmed, and rested for a while. She also had a bath using a pump-tap tub while one of the maids, a clone, brought her heated water. The house and gardens were large with smaller out-buildings. Three families and others lived there including some who simply had gained safe shelter there because they were unwelcome in society. There were the half goblin Oogly Brothers who lived in a cave below the basement of the house. There was Dimphre the mage who tended to randomly turn into monstrous shapeforms though he was never truly dangerous unless he was defending himself. There were the strange albino Pale Sisters. There were others.

 

One, an old man much older than he seemed, sat on a chair while she bathed naked in the tub. He was werewolf and lycanthropes lived longer than normal humans as well as having enhanced physical abilities and senses. They tended to be on the wild side but this man was an exception, being quiet and gentle unless he had to be otherwise. One had to be able to deal with one's wilder side if one wanted to be a 'very old' lycanthrope.

 

HerculineAfa finished speaking. "I am a clone extension of Herculine proper."

 

Ondras nodded slowly and spoke. "Some of those lesser daedra got close to me, too close for their own good. It was we of the Lycanthrope Council of Kvatch who had the werewolves help defend the city, even the wilder ones who did it for their own sakes since daedra will kill or enslave werewolves as quickly as they will other humans. What will you do now?"

 

"Hunt down the Mythic Dawn here in Kvatch for it is certain that at least a few of them survived and went back into hiding amongst the common population. Try to learn more about the Mythic Fist military force that has appeared almost out of nowhere. Try to find out how they hid so well." She sighed. "Would you wash my back?"

 

He started to do as asked and spoke again. "There was a large new company of mercenaries forming and training just north west of here. They have been rather secretive and contraversial. They had yet to take on any commissions or contracts. Perhaps they have always been the Mythic Fist."

 

Hide out in the open! It made a good deal of sense.

 

Then she spoke of the odd lesser daedra. "Normally daedra can spend only a limited period of time outside of the Realms of Olbivion and they have the constant feel of Oblivionaedra about them but these other lesser daedra had no such feel. Perhaps these daedra are born and bred here in Tamriel, which is supposed to be impossible for in theory the daedra can only breed and be born in Oblivionaedra."

 

"Let us hope not for though these daedra would be weaker in some ways, they would also have the ability to remain here and to extend their population faster than daedra can do in the Realms of Oblivion thanks to the Ancient Daedric Curse." The old lycanthrope sounded concerned and there was good reason for him to do so. "I will use my contacts to gain what knowledge I can about the Mythic Dawn, the Mythic Fist and these new daedra."

 

She relaxed as he washed her hair.

 

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THE ADVENTURES OF HERCULINE

ARRIVAL AT CLOUD RULER TEMPLE

 

Herculine stood on the battlements of a great thick, sloping wall of Cloud Ruler Temple even as people came out of the Transmagical Transport and brought with them animals and things. Even as they came out of a 'wardrobe' in a fashion that looked quite astonishing, the large force of reinforcements were being directed to various tasks. As it was they had all been prepared for what they had to do. The local Blades were not taken by surprise because, with some difficulty, Herculine had managed to warn them of the coming arrival of the magical craft.

 

In the very far distance lay the proud walled city of Bruma. Even from that distance it looked very large, which it was. From the low mountain where the very old fortress was situated, she could see a beautiful landscape of foot hills, other small mountains and the city. It was dark and the moons were both clearly visible but neither were full. The two spiritual realms were also visible as spheres of energy.

 

Bladeguards patrolled the battlements and manned various magical and non-magical war-machines such as catipults, giant-crossbows and two trebuchets, devices that could hurl large projectiles a great distance even with out magic. There were also some Blademages were there, the Blade battlemages being ever ready to help defend Cloud Ruler Temple. One of the Bladeguard officers was using one of the new brass and glass made hand-telescopes to study the lights, the telescope being magically imbued with night vision capacity.

 

Herculine herself could sense danger hidden out in the landscape, could sense hidden eyes spying on the big fortress and yet not all those hidden observers were a threat.

 

Jaeffre stepped up beside her in his Bladeknight magical armour except that he wore no helmet. "What is out there, Herculine?"

 

She sighed. "Mythic Dawn followers, Bruma Guard scouts, Mythic Fist scouts, Undeath Guild followers, Necromancer Guild followers, Fighters Guild scouts, stealthy scout dragons, goblin tribal scouts, various mercenary scouts serving various causes and some observers I can not clearly identify. Many factions of Tamriel want to know what is going on with the Empire, with the threat of daedric invasion and the growing conflict with necromancy."

 

Jaeffre scowled. "Even the local Duchess sends people to spy on us."

 

Herculine responded. "The nobility are understandably concerned about what has taken place, is taking place."

 

"So are we Blades." Jaeffre lessened his scowl. "We need to track down some of those Mythic Dawn agents or anybody else that can give us answers. Martin is resting and after he wakes, bathes and otherwise is prepared by his hand-maidens, he will go through a formal greeting and acceptance ceremony as Emperor by the Blades Legion. We have looked into the criminal attack made against you by Blades in the Imperial City. Eighteen Blades have been taken into custody for questioning. Another three are on the run and are being sought for. Two have simply vanished. BladeAgents are tracking them with the assistance of others."

 

Herculine nodded and she almost felt sorry for the foolish Blades who had tried to take the Amulet of Kings from her; their near future would be grim even if they were found innocent in the longer term and she doubted any of them would remain as Blades.

 

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