I saw a link to this over at Spacebattles:
http://neurowear.net/
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"Anyone can be a winner if their definition of victory is flexible enough." - The DM of the Rings XXXV

...is that I can walk into some Australian supermarkets and buy: soda made in the USA (Boylan, A&W), Ben & Jerry's ice cream, lemonade from France, Irn-Bru, Pocky(Thai, Korean & Japanese), english Digestives and a range of Hormal's food-like substances. Not to mention whatever product line the higher-ups decide to not locally source.

I do swear I once saw Twinkies on the shelf somewhere........

I take inspiration where I can get it.  Sometimes, City of Heroes inspires me.
This is an old picture of a Hero character, based on a CoX Fire Controller:

Recently, I made a joke about my Summoner, Aurora, being a CoX MasterMind:
(rough picture, still being rendered)
Edit:  Deleted original, wrong naming convention.  Updated picture after another thousand samples

The last time I did this, we turned a found image into the basis for a FenWiki entry. This time, I made an image and want somebody to tell me a story.

My image came from an idea touched off by Dartz' recent FenWiki article about http://www.fenspace.net/index.php5?title=Bounty_Hunters]Bounty Hunters - eventually, two bounty hunters are going to go after the same bounty. Your challenge, if you choose to accept it, it to write the story about how these three got into this mess:



For that matter, you're going to have to tell me about these three. Obviously, she's a Cowboy Bebop fan, while her opponent is either a Super, a Cyber, or a Gearhead of some sort - but that's all we know about them so far. The poor schmuck they've cornered could be anyone...

(There's http://www.fenspace.net/index.php5?titl ... bounty.png]a larger version of this image on the FenWiki. The backdrop was originally a gas station, in case it makes a difference.)
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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

Click the button.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.

The very first handwaved vehicle was not created in the early 21st century, but in the early 20th -- when British inventor Caractacus Potts accidentally created Chitty-Chitty-Bang-Bang.  (And maybe handwavium itself...?)
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.

Blue Man Group - The Current (feat. Gavin Rossdale)
Power: Rapid Subterranean Tunneling
Quirks:
The digging is quiet allowing for stealth (down where my breath is the only sound ... Don't look for me now I'm not around)
Tunnels are suitable for laying utilities (General heavy-industrial sound of the song)
Directions aren't needed, merely a target (I don't know where it goes, I don't care, I just get it there)
Doug losses his tan (Now it's seven years since I've seen the sun, all day long I'm underground)
Doug can't stop digging once he's started - he only stops once the music ends.
Afterwards, Doug feels like he's been doing the job for years on end.
Song on Youtube:

Lyrics:
Going down
Going down

Down where my breath is the only sound

Going down

Going down
Going down

Don't look for me now--I'm not around

All day long I'm underground

I've been thinking about the future

I've been waiting for the day

Let the current carry me far away

Let the current carry me away

The Current flows
I don't know where it goes

I don't care
I just get it there

Took this job ‘cause I needed one

Now it's seven years
Since I've seen the sun

All day long I'm underground

I've been thinking about the future

I've been waiting for the day

Let the current carry me far away

Let the current carry me away

And I've been thinking about the future

I hope some day I'll get away

But the current keeps bringing me back around

Seems the only place for me is underground

So tomorrow when the sun comes up
I'll be going down

Going down.
Going down.

Okay, so I'm getting dressed for work, and I put my Leatherman Wave on, and wonder:  What would happen to this thing if I exposed it to Handwavium?
Something cool?
Something lame?
End of the universe?
You do not talk about the Leatherman Wave 'Wave?

Here's an odd one I don't know if anyone ever asked before. If Doug were to use a gate song that he used to take him to somewhere he's been to, will it take him back to that place?
Essentially, can he use established gate songs to jump around the "track" he's on so as to take advantage of resources in various realities?
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Those who fear the darkness have never seen what the light can do.

Some time ago, somebody suggested Julia Ecklar's song The Phoenix. That song happens to be on an old tape of space-filk titled "Minus Ten and Counting: Songs of the Space Age" that used to be immensely popular and somebody thoughtfully uploaded to YouTube. Here are some of the other tracks:

Minus Ten and Counting, music by Leslie Fish and lyrics by Mercedes Lackey(!), performed by Leslie Fish and Arlin Robins.

Quote:It's minus ten and counting, and soon she will be gone,
That shining stub-winged angel that we've pinned our hopes upon.
And even as she waits she seems to strain to touch the sky.
It's minus ten and counting, and we wait for her to fly.

CHORUS:
It's minus ten and counting, and time is passing fast.
It's minus ten and counting; will our next choice be our last?

It's minus ten and counting for the plan that gave her birth;
The plan that will determine if we ever leave the earth.
Will we choose to throw the plan away, forget our need to know?
It's minus ten and counting; will we stay, or will we go?

CHORUS

It's minus ten and counting for the world on which we live.
We're swiftly using all this lovely planet has to give.
The pressure builds, and soon the chance to escape will pass us by;
It's minus ten and counting: will we grow, or will we die?

CHORUS

Quote:Remember the Fifties – those fat complacent days
When the future seemed a century away.
Then up went Sputnik, gave the world a butt-kick,
And made it clear Tomorrow starts Today.

CHORUS:
Beep-beep, boop-boop, hello dere! (Hey jupa!†)
Sputnik sails giggling through the skies. (Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Red flags, red faces, jump in the race, as
The Space Age begins with a surprise! (Surprise!)

You generals once thought Von Braun a waste of cash,
And Goddard needed treatment really bad.
Then that global shot-put gave you the hot-foot,
And, beep-beep, you're blasted off the pad.

CHORUS

Done for a threat, propaganda, or prestige –
The point is, the thing was in the sky.
It made generals frown, and put money down,
And meet that bet or know the reason why.

CHORUS
That's how it started, all those years ago;
The push that got us climbing into space.
Cynic beginnings, greed for big winnings --
But look at all we've gotten from that race!
CHORUS

Old Sputnik wore out and spiraled back to Earth.
On re-entry it burned up very soon.
Hail and goodbye to that upstart of the sky…
And in twelve more years, a man walked on the moon.

CHORUS
Surprise…
And the Space Age begins with a surprise!

Quote:Prometheus, they say, brought God's fire down to man,
And we've caught it, tamed it, trained it since our history began.
Now we're going back to heaven just to look Him in the eye;
And there's a thunder 'cross the land, and a fire in the sky!

Gagarin was the first, back in Nineteen Sixty-One,
When like Icarus, undaunted, he climbed to reach the sun.
And he knew he might not make it, 'cause it's never hard to die;
But he lifted off the pad and rode a fire in the sky!

Yet a higher goal was calling, and we vowed to reach it soon,
And we gave ourselves a decade to put fire on the moon.
And Apollo told the world "we can do it if we try",
For there was one small step, and a fire in the sky!

Now two decades since Gagarin, twenty years to the day,
We've a shuttle named Columbia to open up the way!
Though they say she's just a truck, she's a truck that's aiming high!
See those big jets burning, see her fire in the sky!

Now the rest is up to us. There's a future to be won.
We must turn our faces outward; we will do what must be done.
For no cradle lasts forever; every bird must learn to fly,
And we're going to the stars! See our fire in the sky!

Yes, we're going to the stars! See our fire in the sky!