Captain's Log

Day 39 - Gaia

Its been a nice journey traveling our solar system. Its hard for me to believe that such technology is possible to create on Earth. In a little over a month I've seen the red Mars, the orange Saturn, and then the giant Jupiter whose eye is a portal!!1!

Only God knows how far I am from home in this new system. It was a shaky journey, but the ship survived. I had to let the engines cool and was pulled into a near by planet's gravitational field. It looks like Earth only bigger and greener. I'll call it Gaia.

Types of Power

     There are four fundamental forces at work in the known universe, at least according to what we know of physics today. These forces are found via observance of what we perceive to be natural. I tell you this, there is a whole lot more to what we know "than what meets the eye." Which is why I decided to back through all of these texts that I have writ( stories and trivia that I have not posted) and categorized them as best as I could. Let these be the the Five Types of Power that explain the cause and effects of things seen and unseen in The Galactic Conquest.

Types of Power: From Greatest to Least

• Lordic Slang
• Lord
• Time, Space
• Corruption, Purity
• Molecular Vibration
• Heat manipulation
• Molecular Control
• Subatomic manipulation
• Proton
• Neutron
• Electron
• Elemental "Magic"
• Light, Dark
• Fire, Water
• Wind, Earth
• Lightning, Ice
• Photon Manipulation

There is a Legend

About a boy gifted a holy halberd/
sent forth on a mission/
to retrieve the swords of/
The Avatars of Present's Past.

With no eyes covered by a blind fold/
And the strength of a great dragon/
This hero shall be the one/
to unite the blades and undo the undone.

Reviving a lost Chaos/
and resurrecting the Corrupted/
All will be made new once again/
This hero will turn back the sun.

With his holy halberd/
He will bring the end.
He is the herald of destruction/
The coming of the end.

From a different perspective..

how mahny morr chahnces du aI hav to brghing bak maii masster?
(Must I always end up in this same situation, blanketed by fire, a hero charging at me with all that he has).

aI mahst brrring heim bak
(I can not fail my mission, I was given one mission and one mission only, and that is to bring him back).

I must bring him back...
(I have one last chance, just once more and then I can rest).

I have to try..
(Just once more and then I can sleep).

Even if I phail.
(and then I can sleep.)

off topic

I sell cheesecakes for about $13 and up. Any kind of cheesecake, just ask.

blarg!

So I guess I can just jump around for a bit, skipping through storylines both canon and non-canon. Profiling characters and then jumping to how things work in their universe and how it relates to ours. Its gonna be flippin' awesome!

Please, please - I want you all that comment to comment with your sharpest pair of eyes- don't be gentle.

Orrit: The Created World

     Somewhere out of the darkness of space came forth a planet born from earth. Its soils are rich with minerals and ores. The people here were once a fine race of smiths and craftsmen, and once a year they would all gather together to create a monument that was both symbolic and had purpose. These obelisks formed protective barriers over the land and allowed for an atmosphere with clouds to form. Only near these obelisks could plant-life similar to our own grow.

     It was not long after the finding of precious and rare metals that the Orritains began to make spectacular armors and exotic structures. One of the people stood out from the rest because he had discovered new ways to tame the land, a new way to live and prosper. He shrouded himself in gold and he became known has the Golden One.

     They began to build constructs that made their previous endeavors worth less than a child's toy. They made their planet into something that was both alive and machine, and it was at the prescipus of their achievements that war broke out.

With ease-!

     When falling from a lethal height, the skeleton of membranous wings shoot out of the back in a very violent but subtle manner. They then change by becoming feathered and they begin to dance like flames. Just moments before the ground meets the body the wings then flare up like an explosion and then dissolve into the air as individual photons like dust in the wind. At that moment the sound of two feet tap the ground with grace.