Magical Girl Rainbow Six, or "what if Tom Clancy wrote a maho-shojo sentai story?" They're usually colour-coded already, so "Rainbow" fits... (Blame Epsilon for this idea.)

I thought about whether this is a crossover that should or shouldn't be, then I realized: This is what Doug's going to turn the Sailor Senshi into.
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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

http://edition.cnn.com/vi...on-died-announcement.cnn

Inspired by a website I read... and suggested to post it here by BA.

Quote:TITANIC hummed away, working along in it's own dumbly intelligent manner. Anika began...

“Jet, I was thinking. I’ve got these two virtual machines here, each one running a Linux install, on top of a hypervisor,”

“Yeah,” the cyber's eyebrow rose, before she took a gulp from a mug of teat.

“So, each one of those, as far as it’s concerned, is running on it’s own dedicated processor. It’s in it’s own self contained bubble running away, serving up data to other computers, unaware of the existance of the hypervisor or the computers it’s on. As far as it’s concerned, it’s the only computer in existance. As far as it can tell from testing within it’s bubble, this is true.”

“Yeah,”

“And inside each virtual machine, I spawn processes which can exist only in memory, they can never save their state to the disk. These processes run and interact with each other. They spawn and fork and die or occasionally become zombies or get swallowed by daemons.”

“Yeah,”

“And when the processes die, all the data they contain is lost forever, it just poofs away into the void, gone forever. Eventually, when I shut down the machine and delete it, all the data it contained is just erased. Irretrievably gone. As far as it’s concerned, it’s dead.”

“Yup,”

“Now, through the hypervisor, without the machine or any of the processes realising it, I can save the state of a process, and then immediately transfer that state and process to another virtual machine where it will continue running quite happily, even after the original machine has been killed”

“So?”

“But, as far as the process on the original machine was concerned, it just died and all it’s data was annihilated. It just went poof. But at the same time, it still exists. I can also go in to the protected physical memory the virtual machine is using, and alter it’s state manually, affecting the rules of the system the processes operate under, without them really noticing the change, or knowing where the changes came from..”

Heh,”

“And, I can even give processes a limited ability to access the protected parts of their own memory and alter themselves and their running environment, through the hypervisor by making them aware of it on some small level. Give them some small power to alter the rules at a local level.”

“Where are you going with this?”

“I was thinking. Maybe God might be some sort of hypervisor, and the concept of the immortal soul is him saving our data, and transferring it to another virtual machine, without our knowledge or ability to detech. Stuff like miracles and the like might be god playing around with the back end of the system, and the handwavium is what gives us the ability to tinker through the hypervisor, and violate the usual system constraints and alter the data as we see fit,”

“Eh?”

“So, effectively, we’re all living in a giant virtual machine,”

Jet finished her tea. “Yeah... I’m going to go. Class time”

The Register: Space: 1999 returning to TV?

I suppose it was only a matter of time. Let's hope they keep the good stories and jettison the silly SFX... but I expect to see those "staple gun" laser pistols, and something closely resembling Eagles but with a place to store fuel.
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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

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6628473/1/b ... o_bPluto_b
The last 2 years I was writting something weird and got it done and posted a short fic done up in a letters style idea I wanted to run with. Letters one and two deal with a sailor moon, ranma, and top gear crossover over. The story is all about one sailor Pluto writiing to one other talking the issues thay are having with thier scouts. since My pluto tends to get lost a lot...with who it is to say the least....i wrote letter number three as a review of other writers works from the point of veiw of pluto stumbling into that fic somehow and doug gets talked about in one case....

For the modern definition of "reprint" as "available as an e-publication", that is...

[size=larger]http://e23.sjgames.com/item.html?id=SJG30-6012]GURPS Conan[/size]

http://www.sjgames.com/ill/a/2012-02-09]Today's Daily Illuminator says the four solo adventures will follow in the next four weeks, too. It looks like somebody noticed that no gaming company had the licence at the moment, and acted quickly... so act quickly if you want a copy, before somebody else gets the licence.
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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

so doublefine (the game company behind such wondrous titles as Psychonauts, Brütal Legend, and Costume Quest) has decided to fund their next game grassroots style.
The project has (surprise, surprise) already hit 100% funded, but you can show your support and get a new game at the same time.
-Terry
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"so listen up boy, or pornography starring your mother will be the second worst thing to happen to you today"
TF2: Spy

As you all know, fullscreen does not work on embedded youtube videos.  I'm going to use this thread to try to test out a few hypothesis, and see if any of them work, over the next few days, as I come up with ideas.  Please excuse any double posting, especially as my first idea requires use of the quick reply box.
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Stand between the Silver Crystal and the Golden Sea.
"Youngsters these days just have no appreciation for the magnificence of the legendary cucumber."  --Krityan Elder, Tales of Vesperia.

Purrfect Mess, Sgt., P.P.D. Special Investigaions Division, knew the importance of the paperwork she was filling out.  It was just that in her current mood she'd rather be doing just about anything else.  Ivan, her pet Flytrap tried to cuddle up to her, either for her body heat or sensitive to her mood, but it was more of a distraction than a comfort at the moment, so she shoo'd him back under the sunlamp of her cubicle and tried, again, to finish the current report on her desk when *YET ANOTHER* interuption shattered her concentration.

"GYAAaAAAaaaAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"  That would be her rookie noticing the present that had been left outside the precint house this morning.  Mess pushed and leaned back in her office chair so she could glare at the younger officer past the edge of the cubicle divider.
Jeannette "GaravorNette", was starring in horror; Mess had to supress a chuckle at the sight of a 7 foot tall green skinned 'Nette freaking out at the sight of a shrub.  To be fair, though, it wasn't exactly an ORDINARY shrub, but it wasn't exactly like it was about to spring to life the way Devouring Earth Blackroses did either.  G'nette, catching the movement from the corner of her eyes, turned to Mess and stammered "PLEASE tell me thats one of yours, Sarge!?"
"Sorry Rookie, but I don't do Topiary, and even if I did I wouldn't dip it in chocolate.  Oh, and it had a card with it..."  Darn but it was hard not to break out in laughter at the expression on G'nette's face as she unfolded the metal sign and read it.
"Grendal luv G'nette" sighed the object of his affection.  "Great.  I bust the guy who deposed him and now the resurgent leader of the Trolls thinks I'm the smashiest thing since 'Dyne.  AND he feels compelled to give me this, probobly because its so close to Valentines."  The this in that last statement clearly referred to the object that had triggered the whole interuption in the first place.
It was a topiary shrub, shaped like a teddy bear, then dipped in chocolate.  It was, in a very troll like way, almost logical.  Gurlz luv flowerz.  Shrub = flowerz.  Flowerz look like teddy bear!  Perfect!  Don't gurlz like chocolate too?  So, dip flowers in chocolate!  Grendal Smartezt troll evar!!!  Hur hur hur!!!!
"Fortunately for you, you can't keep it.  It'd look to much like a bribe," Mess assured.  "So, take it down to Trace, maybe they can find something to link him to something we can bust him for.  They'll stick it in evidence and eventually we can just burn it with other siezed organic materials."
G'nette nodded, accepting both the suggestion and the evidence gloves that Mess handed her.  G'nette gingerly picked up the pot of evidence, then damn near dropped it as PSI's Chief Medical Officer and Coroner Transfusionette came around the corner.  The CMO looked at the shrub, then up at G'nette, then back to the shrub before engaging in a very Spock-like eyebrow lift.  
"I need to see you once your... done with whatever it is your.... doing with that."
"Sure, T'nette!!!  Geez, is it that time of the month again already??"
"Mm Hmm," agreed the CMO, and Mess could see her working down the same logic tree first Mess and then G'nette had before shaking her head and heading back the way she had came.
"Kay, I'll be there in a minute!" G'nette assured the retreating figure before heading off herself.  Mess savored the sudden quiet, before gently pushing Ivan, who had started to try and cuddle up to her again, away and rolling her desk chair back to her paperwork.
(another part to follow eventually.  Really, its G'nette's story even though the first scene came from Mess' pov cause it just worked better that way.)
Hear that thunder rolling till it seems to split the sky?
That's every ship in Grayson's Navy taking up the cry-
NO QUARTER!!!
-- "No Quarter", by Echo's Children

yay.