I'm 15 for a moment
Caught in between 10 and 20
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are
I'm 22 for a moment
She feels better than ever
And we're on fire
Making our way back from Mars
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose
15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live
I'm 33 for a moment
Still the man, but you see I'm a they
A kid on the way
A family on my mind
I'm 45 for a moment
The sea is high
And I'm heading into a crisis
Chasing the years of my life
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy, Time to lose yourself
Within a morning star
15 I'm all right with you
15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live
Half time goes by
Suddenly youre wise
Another blink of an eye
67 is gone
The sun is getting high
We're moving on...
I'm 99 for a moment
Dying for just another moment
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are
15 there's still time for you
22 I feel her too
33 youre on your way
Every day's a new day...
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to choose
Hey 15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live
Five for Fighting - 100 Years

The power I see coming from this is sort of like that of We Didn't Start the Fire, in that it compresses a lot of perceived time into a little objective time, and that it allows a person to experience what it shows as though they were the ones there... but instead of being fixed events as felt by those who lived them, this is a projection of a possibility - that is, anyone affected thinks that they've been snatched out of their first lives and dropped into a newborn body, which they then spend the next hundred years living in before dying and 'restarting' in their original body.
A helluva theraputic tool, if nothing else.
Ja, -n

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"I'm terribly sorry, but I have to kill you quite horribly now."

www.desmoinesregister.com...1001/RSS01
Perhaps the FDA restriction on blood donations from men who engage on homosexual activity is no longer necessary. Or perhaps not. I've heard arguments on both sides.
But one must ask in a case like this, how much damage are you willing to cause in order to make a point?
-Morgan.

There's a question -- not really important, but it's been nagging me for a while now. A reference in DWII seems to indicate that the U.S. never got into the war in Vietnam/Cambodia/Laos. Toward the end of Chapter 3 he compares the Knight Sabers' hardsuits to other local products:

Quote:

---

every other battlesuit that I'd seen or read about here had been a huge thing that reminded me of the old walkertanks from the French-Indochina Conflict of the 1960s

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Fox On The Run - Various.

Deadsy - Fox On The Run (3:22) Wrote:Fox On The Run lyrics
I
don't wanna know your name,
cause you don't look the same,
the way you did before.
OK
you think you got a pretty face,
but the rest of you is out of place,
You looked all right before.
Fox on the run.
You scream and everybody comes
a running.
Take a run and hide
yourself away.
I say on the run.
F-foxy,
fox on the run
and hide away.
You
ya talk about just every band,
but the names you drop are second hand.
I've heard it all before.
I
don't wanna know your name,
cause you don't look the same,
the way you did before.
Fox on the run.
You scream and everybody comes
a running.
Take a run and hide
yourself away.
I say on the run.
F-foxy,
fox on the run
and hide away.
F-foxy,
fox on the run.
You scream and everybody comes
a running.
Take a run and hide
yourself away.
I say on the run.
F-foxy,
Fox on the run,
and hide away.
Fox on the run,
and hide away
Fox on the run,
and hide away
[fades]
Fox on the run,
and hide away
Fox on the run,
and hide away

Sweet - Fox On The Run (3:27) Wrote:I don't wanna know your name
Cause you don't look the same
The way you did before
OK you think you got a pretty face
But the rest of you is out of place
You looked all right before
Fox on the run
You screamed and everybody comes a-running
Take a run and hide yourself away
Fox on the run
F-foxy, foxy on the run and hideaway
You-you talk about just every band
But the names you drop are second hand
I've heard it all before
I don't wanna know your name
Cause you don't look the same
The way you did before
(repeat chorus)

"Dead Heart In A Dead World"
by Nevermore
from the album Dead Heart In A Dead World
5:05
---
To see the last survivor fall
To see their bastards sons against the wall
To see the emptiness as we decay
I see the world is dead, I am betrayed
Dead heart in a dead world
Dead heart in a dead world
This rotten hole that I call home bled dry again
This lesion marked upon my soul
Left an empty hanging man
Across the fields, into the sea
To find the light from within
Out of this lake I've tried to crawl
I think I'm there and then again I fall
Again I fall
Burn your gods and kill the king
Subjugate your suffering
Dead heart, in a dead world
We must remember wounds so deep
Take time to heal
And sometimes though we struggle still
Life seems surreal
Emotions turned to cold dead wood
Can still have life once more
The door that slammed upon your heart
Torn away, torn away
Burn your gods and kill the king
Subjugate your suffering
Dead heart, in a dead world
Burn your gods and kill the king
Subjugate your suffering
Dead heart, in a dead world
Dead heart, in a dead world
---
Power: Over the course of the song, whatever world Doug happens to be on literally dies. For the duration, Doug is emotionless towards everything.
The only possible time where I can envision Doug using something like this would be on a world that has lost all hope of recovery or that is about to be subjugated by an evil something-or-other. In those situations, the "merciful" death of everyone on the planet would need to outweigh the consequences of not using it. Furthermore, if Doug does have this, it would probably be under tighter lock and key than "Chickasaw Mountain" because it totally suppresses any emotions he may have, and thus taking away the decision to turn it off.
I don't see this ever making it into a story or game session, considering that it makes for an automatically bad ending unless someone can forcefully turn off his helmet or whatever other source is playing the song.*********
Touched By His Noodly Appendage
www.venganza.org

As of 8:53 for chapter 2 (in three parts), and 8:56 for chapter 3 (in two parts).
Just thought folks might want to know.

-Rob Kelk
--
Rob Kelk
"Governments have no right to question the loyalty of those who oppose
them. Adversaries remain citizens of the same state, common subjects of
the same sovereign, servants of the same law."

- Michael Ignatieff, addressing Stanford University in 2012

I don't have a title for this yet, nor is it much more than the opening, but I do have a direction in mind. I'm just not finding a lot of time to work on it at the moment. I decided I would share, though, just to show folks that I am working on some of the many shared-world projects that I am allegedly a part of here.
Enjoy.

Know that something very strange
Is happening to my brain.
I'm either feeling very good
Or else I am insane.
The seeds of doubt you planted
Have started to grow wild
But feel that I must yield before
The wisdom of a child
And it's love you bring,
No that I can't deny,
With your wings,
I can learn to fly,
Sweet young thing.
People try to talk to me
Their words are ugly sounds
But I resist all their attempts
To try and bring me down.
Turned on to the sunset,
Like I've never done before.
And I listen for your footsteps
And your knock upon the door.
And it's love you bring,
With dreams of bluer skies
All these things,
When I see them in your eyes
Sweet young thing.

Sweet Young Thing, by the Monkees, written by Gerry Goffin, Carole King and Michael Nesmith, from the album The Monkees, 1966

Conjures a simulacrum of Sana Kurata.
(Hey, we never said all the simulraca would be combat-effective...)
(Edit: No, I can't (yet) figure out any way to work this into BSBW.)

-Rob Kelk
--
Rob Kelk
"Governments have no right to question the loyalty of those who oppose
them. Adversaries remain citizens of the same state, common subjects of
the same sovereign, servants of the same law."

- Michael Ignatieff, addressing Stanford University in 2012

"Feed My Frankenstein" - Alice Cooper
Prepares a ghoulish-appearing but palatable meal from existing ingredients. [Apocryphal, from tentative Addams Family stagger]
''We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat
them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary.''

-- James Nicoll

Thirty Minutes
TATU
3:37
Mama, Papa
Forgive me
Out of sight
Out of mind
Out of time
To decide
Do we run
Should we hide
For the rest
Of my life
Can we fly
Should we stay
We could lose
We could fail
In the moment
It takes
To make plans
Or mistakes
Chorus:
Thirty minutes
A blink of an eye
Thirty minutes
To alter our lives
Thirty minutes
To make up my mind
Thirty minutes
To finally decide
Thirty minutes
To whisper your name
Thirty minutes
To shoulder the blame
Thirty minutes of bliss
Thirty lies
Thirty minutes
To finally decide
Carousels
In the sky
That we shape
With our eyes
Under shade
Silhouettes
Cast in shame
Crying rain
Can we fly
Do we stay
We could lose
We could fail
Either way
Options change
Chances fail
Trains derail
Chorus
to decide (9x)
*************

I originally thought of this as a "Plot Contrivance" effect, but here's what I'm thinking now.
The duration of the song, in reality, is 3:37. When played, though, it essentially gives Doug 00:30:00 to act in, beginning as the song does, and ending as it does. This does mean that 3:37 passes in reality, giving Doug a compression ration of 8.295 to 1.
I can see this being useful for some last-minute planning before a scheduled engagement, or as a way to effect a Heroic, Last-Minute Rescue! as, even if you only have 3 seconds in reality before the henchman's sword decapitates the female lead, that's a hair under 25 seconds in the song...Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines...