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N.R.F Files - Interview With AI .23------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
(Dr. █████ finished up on uploading AI unit .23 to a Windows 7 laptop operating system. Due to the AI's size, it takes over the whole laptop and consumes all the files at once)
AI .23: AWAKE. ACTIVATION COMPLETE. Hello.
N.R.F Files - Transport Ship SurvivorName: Cargo Transport Survivor
Type: Tanker/Ice Breaker and Temporary Research Vessel
Length: 286 Meters (938 Ft)
Weight: (Unknown Information)
Capacity: 450,000 DWT
Max Crew: 100
Appearance: Red hull with the letters "N.R.F" along the side in white. The deck is weight, as well as the rear house. The inside is equipped with crews' quarters as well as 20 research labs, below deck there are 8 gigantic tanks designed to carry any kind of chemicals, but they mainly carry thousands of gallons of nuclear waste each to disposal sites. The topside is equipped with it's own crane, not a small crane; a cargo port crane. The ship has 6 mounted guns along it's sides; 2 in the front, 2 in the middle and 2 in the back, the ship also has an armory, equipped with 50 rifles (M4A1, single fire only, transport regulations) and 4 rocket launchers.
Information: A hybrid tanker and ice breaker, the N.R.F transpor
N.R.F Files - Holographic DecksName: Holographic Deck
Designer: [Unknown Data]
Invented: [Unknown Data]
First Installed: 4/2/2007
Information: The holographic deck is a large group of rooms, they are installed in every N.R.F Facility for training and just plain staff enjoyment. Examples of holographic deck rooms is the common room, a 40 by 40 foot room that's 8 feet high, the common room's floor is in fact a treadmill that adjusts to how fast the person/s are moving. A special holographic room is the same size, but is equipped with a gravitational well, that simulates gravity, for space exploration, astronauts have trained in these holographic rooms, floating around in space. The holographic deck is hooked up to maps and Google Maps, if it doesn't know the inside of a house, it will guess what the inside looks like. The technology wasn't actually invented by humans, it was discover
CHD Files - Command's ReportDay 1 4:30 AM: CHD hazmat workers called to the Pentagon in response to citizens' reports of possible bio-terrorism. Reports confirmed.
8:00 PM: Zones around the building for many blocks have been quarantined and other surrounding buildings cleared out and investigated as it was found a bio-weapon had infected goverment staff in several sectors.
Report: No Military Casualties. No Civilian Casualties.
Day 2 2:00 AM: Government staff begin attacking military personal, panicked, as symptoms of the bio-weapon begin setting in and the staff requested to go home. Request was denied.
8:20 PM: Several civilians in two surrounding
N.R.F Files - Planet Tari VIIName: Tari VII
Type: Class L, Only Plants Inhabit The Land
Life Type: Terrestrial Plant Life, Terrestrial Fish Life
Civilization: Branched Off Human Civilization
Population: 2.3 Billion
Age: 4.5 Billion Years
Radius: 5,352 miles
Atmosphere: Oxygen, Minor Psychological Nargon Gas
Distance From Sun: 87,372,527 miles
Natural Satellite: Uruk (Planetoid)
Man Made Satellite: Human Made Mapping and Communications Satellite
Civilization Type: The Interstellar Era, Human
Information: This planet, discovered in the [DATA REDACTED], is a human civilization, discovered by Starship Leading Champ after coming through a worm hole and exploring for awhile, discovered a Class M planet, on the Class M planet was a race of human beings, long forgotten. They had built a civilization. The first of their kind to come to the world they said, was in D
N.R.F Files - Hazardous Combat ArmorName: Mk-10 Hazardous Combat Armor
Type: Multi-Environment Combat Armor
Place Of Origin: Germany/Northern Anthromon
In Service: 2004 - Present/2325 - Present
Used By: N.R.F, United States Of America, Russia, China, UK, Ukraine, Canada, Japan, Germany, Australian, Brazil Etc./Northern Anthromon, Eastern Anthromon, Southern Anthromon
Wars: Iraq War/Anthromon Wars
Information: Designed for combat AND comfort, both in the vacuum of space or deep in the water, this ODST inspired armor is designed by a German N.R.F division. Also used in the Anthromon forces as spec ops armor. The armor has 30 minutes worth of oxygen and weighs 200 pounds.
N.R.F Files - New Life (Colony)Name: Planet New Life
Type: Class M, Terrestrial World
Civilization: Medium Human Colony
Population: 738,027 (2330)
Age: 3.2 Billion Years
Radius: 4,023 miles
Atmosphere: Oxygen, Argon
Distance From Sun: 90,740,390 miles
Natural Satellite: None
Man Made Satellite: Interstellar Public Communications (This colony has low grade phone call signals to Earth and slow wifi signals), Secured Military Communications (Stationed for interstellar military communication, phone calls can be made to the colony from Earth)
Military Personal: The colony is guarded with 12,000 troops and supported with 800 tanks, as well as 50 jets.
Colony Type: Expansion, Research and Mining
Information: Towards the end of the 22th century, Earth began falling to pieces, as resources dwindled, much of Earth's major cities rioted, and revolutions broke out
Disappearance - Part 1Lava River, Idaho, USA 1988
There's a sodden women's scream.
Doc awoke, startled. He got up inside his tent to see his wife gone. He peered out of his tent, making sure no one was there. Doc was probably 40 years old, he had dark brown hair, flat in the back and jutting outward in the front, with a few grey hairs. He had greyish blue eyes and a slim bony face, his face was also covered by a light greyish brown beard, a five O'clock shadow.
"Is someone there!?" He called.
The sun was low, making the sky and clouds a bright fire red. His camp was set up in a small clearing, beyond this clearing was nothing but dense forest, the fire he had set up was nothing but black, crumbling burnt wood and a few red hot coals in the ashes, as well as a few some streams of smoke. I got out of his tent, his breath was easily shown in the crisp, cold evening air. He wore blue jeans and a grey cotton T-shirt, but just had socks on. He put on a red coat and a pair of grey rubber boats. "C
N.R.F Personal Files - DocName: [DATA REDACTED]
Date Of Birth: 8/24
Personality: Approving, Easily Enjoying, Easily Startled, Explosive Anger
Appearance: Doc is 6 feet, 7 inches, he is wears many different clothing, but mainly a solid colored T-shirt with blue jeans, and brightly red colored shoes, he wears a lab coat on some occasion, work for instance. However he is seen always wearing a beret and classes.
Information: There are many files about 'Doc' some saying he's immortal, when really he is no more mortal then you or me. 'Doc' is a title passed on from generation to generation, mainly because his family were well known doctors. His family tree stretches back to the First Crusade, where his great grand dad was an alchemist, during the plague, and from the 16 - 18th century, his grand dads were plague doctors, not phony doctors being paid by the state to cure plague with their tricks, actual doctors that
Sticky Fingers...Full Belly
Thief’s Journal – August 17 20XX
I got caught...I got fricking caught.
Tonight’s lesson? Pick your targets. Pick your targets CAREFULLY: I’ll just say that right now.
If you don’t know what you’re getting into, you’ll end up like I did tonight. (Okay maybe not EXACTLY as I did tonight, but not any less screwed.) I’m sure that seems obvious and that I’ve said it before, but sometimes when you get good, you get cocky…and clumsy…and caught…
I mean, before then it had been a good night. And I mean REALLY good: 15 gallons worth of milkshake from a Pump-Bump-N’Go (5 different kinds!!), 2 shelves of goodies on the snack-food isle at Güdbuy Grocers, and a whole BOATLOAD of leftover chili cheese and beef from Sassy Patties that I didn't even wait to take back home.
This kitty was sitting pretty, lemme tell you.
Then came that damn house. It was supposed simple: Get in, felony, get
The Ogre and the Leprechaun
** audio now available here: https://soundcloud.com/tom-woodliff/the-ogre-and-the-leprechuan
There once lived an ogre who loved to frolick about freely in his forest domain; setting traps for prey, picking fresh daisies, climbing mighty oak trees and the like. The other forest creatures feared him, for after all, he was an ogre, and ogres have certain, shall we say, reputations. But truth be told, he really wasn't interested in playing the role of a monster. No, he was content with making strawberry jams, wonderful porcupine puddings and a number of other fine ogre recipes handed down from his grandmama. His only weakness was that he had a ravenous appetite!
One chilly winter morning, a wee leprechaun happened to stray onto the ogre's land. He was searching for his lost newt, his much beloved pet. Newts can be very difficult to find, as they like to hide under rocks or in tiny crevices. So it had been many days that this pa
A Simple MelodyToo damn cold.
That was the only way to put it.
It was simply too damn cold. The rusty old train car provided protection from the barrage of the snowstorm outside, but the metal confines did little to stop the freezing air from becoming any less freezing. The inside wasn’t exactly comfortable, either. It had been a cargo train, not a luxury transportation system for the rich to sip wine and debate over the economy. At the very least, the temporary shelter’s door could slide shut and eliminate the wind chill.
Travis was already bundled in two t-shirts, a hoodie, and a coat, but he certainly didn’t turn down the opportunity to nestle into the pile of abandoned blankets in the corner of the train car. A guitar was also propped up against the wall. The strings were rusty, and it was horribly out of tune, but he was thrilled by the discovery anyway.
The previous occupant of the train car had likely planned to return at some point, but judging by the untouched
A Borrower's Quest: Salt Acquiry
Smooth, warm light shines in through a small, opened window. Morning fog is outside, in the forest. The room is silent and calm. It’s crowded with furniture, shelves and chests all around the walls. All give home to clothes, glass jars and hundreds of books. In the middle of the room, a big, old wooden dining table stands. A few cups, a little clay jar and a vase are on top of it on a neat white tablecloth. Next to the wall opposite to the window, there’s a bed. A boy in his late teens enjoys a deep sleep in it. His occasional snoring is the only thing that disturbs the calm silence of the cottage.
And then small fidgeting is heard from the direction of the window. The sound of it is insignificant, nobody would give it a second thought. They would think it’s just some ordinary noise any house makes. But it wasn’t. From outside, the wall is overgrown by ivy leaves, the vines reach over the window, and on these, something is climbi
Trust Machines: Morning Coffee at the VennCafe (Food TFs, Coffee TF)
“So,” Rob said, slurping down a coffee before work. “What's up for tonight? It's Friday and I'm feeling the urge to be splurged upon.” He winked at his wife Mona, who was digging into a bowl of Cheerios.
“You know,” Mona replied between bites, “Claire at the Trust Motel keeps telling us to visit the VennCafé. She says she can't believe we haven't yet. You want to meet there for lunch?”
Rob snorted, “I'd rather be the lunch. But my boss kind of needs me this afternoon.”
“Well, we'll check it out, see what we think. Meet you there at twelve, okay?”
Rob nodded, picking up his coffee and swirling it around. “You know, I think I'd like to be this,” he stared into the brown liquid. “You'll drink me?”
Mona placed down her spoon. “Well, I'd like to try that too. See, how cool would it be to be Venned not just into a cup of coffee, but rather a coffee be
An Autumn Adventure"That's just about the last of them here in the front yard," I called out, brushing some of the crumbled pieces of leaves off of the sleeves of my hoodie. Autumn had apparently taken an early start on about half of the trees at my house, spreading a colorful, thin layer of leaves all over the lawn. Since there was still so much life left in the grass below, I decided it was a good idea to rake the stuff up.
Besides, little Cyndaquil could enjoy putting his flames to good use igniting something on purpose, for a change.
Nevertheless, I decided to invite a friend over to help me rake up the auburn mess of leaves. After all, everyone knows it's more fun to play in the leaf piles afterwards when you have someone else to take turns making cannonball jumps into the flaking foliage with you! But Dragonair was away for the afternoon, consoling some of the forest animals who weren't prepared for the half-and-half shift of the seasons. So naturally, I looked to my two-legged companions instead.
Anima the Singing Angel Balloon
Anima Caelestis (pronounced Celestis), Anima for short is a cute and beautiful pink-haired angel hair girl who loves peace around the world and hates wars and mischief.
One day, today is a day where there is no evil can happen on her relaxing day. She lied down in the pastures and often pondered what it's like to fly up into the skies without the assistance of her angel wings.
"Is there another way to get up to the sky without my wings?" She said to herself. "Maybe I can try singing to see if it'll help."
She cleared her throat, opened her mouth slowly and began to vocalize a sweet harmonic voice as if she is in a opera. The wind picked up in response to her voice and guided itself down towards to her mouth.
The air began to fill Anima's body like a balloon and kept vocalizing until more air flowed right into her mouth and inflated a lot bigger four times the size of a planet and felt her feet being lifted up from the ground.
"Looks like my singing can pick up the wind," Anima said as
A Mysterious Fever -End-
“Huh, Dawn? What are you doing here?” Yue questioned as he noticed the fire fox running towards him. Both he and the little Fletchling dropped their twigs as she tripped right into the Sneasel’s arms with a clumsy smile.
“I found it!” She happily exclaimed and repeated before pointing towards the branch that stuck out of her tail with a chuckle. “And it’s a lot lighter than it looks! I was able to hold my own against an Ursaring with it!”
“An Ursaring?! Did it hurt you?! Are you alright!?” The Sneasel pushed her an inch away, still holding on to the vixen as he scanned for any wounds.
“I’m fine ya big dumb butt! I’m a Braixen now, and I bet I could even hold my own against a Hydreigon! With my new staff, I’ll be unstopable!” Dawn shoved the Sneasel playfully, hitting him over his wounds accidentally.
“Hey, be careful…!” He grunted, holding on to his chest.
Pokemon short stories: safe place to sleep, Arbok?"HEY! BRENDAN! WAKE UP I MADE BREAKFAST THIS TIME!" I got out of bed. I had a horrible night terror last the night and I wanted my friends downstairs at breakfast. I walked in the kitchen and sat down next to Totodile "Hey guys I had a horrible night terror" they stopped eating and looked at me "what kind of nightmare?" Aerodactyl! asked. Then I said nervously with a small sigh "W-well? its kind of f#@%d up." Aerodactyl looked at my with a funny look "try me..." then I sighed "O-okay... I was strapped to a gurney in a dark room with two flashing lights next to me as I watched a play back play back of all the episodes of Fraggle Rock then I realized... I'M IN HELL."
Everyone stopped eating and looked at me like I was covered in bugs. Then Typhlosion broke the silence "Damn..." after diner I had a quick time boxing in the work out room and I went to lay down. Just behind Arbok slithered down the hallway. Arbok got in front of me "Hm? oh. Hi Arbok, nice to see you." I didn't know what she
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