Amalgam Universe

Someone who worked for Norix and was a Whisperer, at the end of the Standard Year, who really needs that job.
They’re a Queen fan and don’t know why they’re a Whisperer.

“Please… please don’t let me go. I can change the song. I’ve been working on it. I have. I love Under Pressure. I just… don’t… understand… why I keep singing Ice Ice Baby.”

Nor looked

On an idea: Hahaha you can’t be serious oh god you’re serious.

“I told you, friend. Getting there faster gets us a bonus you wouldn’t believe.”

“That is an embargo net,” Ax’and’l gestured at the distant array of vessels. “It’s not only illegal to cross it, but it’s also lethal!”

“Naw these assholes aren’t sanctioned by anyone but themselves. It’s a mercy mission we’re on.

I never just derail a train of thought. I make wrecks that catch the cars on fire.

Kalle had ‘disruptive influence’ on her permanent record. She had no idea what to expect when Central Administration sent her to a training camp. Her vague concepts were nothing like the experience before her.

“You are a disrupter,” said the uniformed Administrator Plexx on the stage. “You can use this to the advantage of many. Corporations around the globe will

Bring it the fuck on = Eam non valent, in (Eng->Lat)

[AN: My google translate disagrees and provides “adducet eam ad irrumabo” I trust any latin nerds in my audience will settle the debate]

Of all the things that could have possibly sated Shayde’s wanderlust, exploring he less popular areas of the station seemed the safest and least bother. What Rael hadn’t known at the time was Shayde’s capacity for finding adventures.

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“We will, we will, Rock you!” As sung by the United Trebouchet Operators Choir. You figure out the circumstance. Have fun.

The trebuchets, massive siege weapons of wood and rope, fired silently. It was their payloads, landing against the stunt castle walls, that were part of the performance.

Two solid rocks, and a missile made of gravel and dried clay. They landed with a WHUMP-WHUMP, TSSSSHH. A relentless beat that required the scurrying co-ordination of hundreds.

“Buddy you’

You venerate purity for its own sake, a most pointless exercise. Pure Iron is brittle, corrodes and shatters easily. Pure copper or tin do not have the strength of bronze. Alloys are Stronger

There was a civilisation on Tsarkis. If one could call it that. In the Galactic Alliance’s opinion, it barely passed the bar.

For a start, there was a very rigid caste system. Enforced by the military caste and massive walls that divided district from district. Few, if