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Fallout Equestria: Rangers North
Chapter 002: Enemy Unknown
"And if your dreams are in truth reality, be even more careful what you believe."
Airborne. We were airborne. I wasn't sure if it was just a quirk of all drivers, or if it was simply a lack of experience on his part, but the whole AutoSled was in the air for the third or fourth time in the past 15 minutes. I was beginning to rethink if I ever wanted to fly, even in my own dreams.
"Keep us steady!" Jack bellowed over the roar of the engine at the driver, a very young Scribe who was about as familiar with driving the craft as we were, except that he has supposedly read its manual at the last minute. "If one of my Rangers gets knocked cold, it's your flank I'm coming after!"
Rain and I fell out of our seats. Jack and Shear somehow managed not to be bothered by the sudden impact. I attributed Jack's reason being that he was so danged heavy anyways that he'd not come off the ground during the sudden mid-air drop. As for Shear... well he was always a bit mysterious anyways. No explanation needed.
"Geeze!" I complained, "I hope this thing can handle what he's dishing out!"
Jack snorted as Red Rain wobbled a little, settling back into his seat, "Back to business!" he commanded, "Are we clear on what needs to be done?" he asked us all, using an unusual appendage-like device that unfolded from his faceplate to pick through the pages of the files we had been going over.
"It seems pretty obvious." I confirmed, "Get the papers, activate the plant. Get back home once reinforcements come and relieve us. Easy."
Shear heaved a sigh, "I think we're going to have to be careful. Regardless of whether or not we find the files, our first priority should be getting through that deathtrap alive."
Red tilted his head at Shear, "You always this negative?" he asked, knowing the answer, "These are the first notes that anyone has gathered about the outside world since the fall of civilization!"
I noted Red's excitement. As soon as he got back, he'd be bragging to the other detachments about what we had been sent after, barring the Elder's possible insistence on secrecy. If she did put us under oath it would probably crush his spirits a little, but he would get over it.
Shear sighed, his breathing apparatus making his voice sound even more aggravated than usual, "I know. You've said it at least three times. Congratulations, you're not as big a conspiracy theorist as I had given you credit for in the past."
Red Rain puffed his chest out proudly, then suddenly stopped, "Wait, what's that supposed to mean?"
I could almost see Shear roll his eyes behind the visor of the stealth suit. I sighed, slightly annoyed by their banter. Normally, it would not have bothered me, but I had been on edge since we had set out from SR-15.
"We need to be careful." Shear said suddenly, ignoring Red's question. "These buildings will have been decaying for almost 100 years. It's almost a guarantee that they will be dangerous, even without the radiation that might still afflict the surrounding land."
Jack nodded, the strange-looking, spidery appendages protruding from his helmet's mouth area folding back up into the safety of his helmet, "Shear is right. This is our first combat operation. Our first real combat operation. We need to be on the tips of our hooves and ready for whatever may come our way."
A loud explosion rocked the floor beneath us, breaking the conversation.
"Uhm... guys?" the driver yelled, his voice cracking in fear over the com-system which linked into our squad's, "I... I think we've got a problem!"
Jack turned his head to face me directly.
"Get in the turret."
Unsteadily, I clambered up into an oversized hole in the top of the AutoSled, but then fell back out as an explosion rocked the sides of our AutoSled like an earthquake. Almost like clockwork Rain and Shear helped me back onto my feet and into the seat of the turret.
Success! I found myself sitting in the cockpit of a weapon that I had never used outside a simulation.
Rockets rained down from the mountaintops like deadly, volatile arrows. No time to think. If I thought, the pressure would crush me. Leaning back into the gun-chair, I slipped all four hooves into the control points for the weapon, drawing on information that had been drilled over and over again until I could do it in my sleep. Locks clamped down around my suit, effectively integrating my movements into the massive weapon. Uncertain of how the Autosled's Rotary-Guns handled outside a simulation, I moved my back legs up along the rails that they had been locked into. The turret's barrels moved up with them, with the horizontal lay of the weapon being controlled by my forehooves. Simple. Almost exactly like the simulator except that there was real weight behind this machine instead of just pedals connected to screens that showed me what I was doing.
Gaining mental momentum, I confidently slipped my hooves into the trigger wells, which were two large buttons that I had to press my forehooves into at the end of the control arms that locked me in place. A jump-inducing roar sounded-off as the rotary cannon fired a spray of searing metal out into the sky. I adjusted, gaining mastery over the additional weight that real guns had and learning to compensate for true recoil as I moved the reticule from target to target. Sprays of chipped rocks and pink-red mist began to appear every so often as I began hitting my targets with ever-increasing accuracy. More rockets fell from the ridgeline, cratering the ground around our convoy as it moved. The earth shook bad enough to make my teeth chatter. I swung the turret to a new target as the rotary-guns blared in my ears with their awful thunder. A bipod machine-gun ripped open the air from its previously hidden position in the snowy ridge, its bullets denting the metal plating that protected sides with one round shattering my left shoulder pauldron.
The machine gun position didn't last two more seconds.
The flash of four more bullet-spewing weapons caught my eye on the other side of the ravine. A single thought crossed my mind at a speed that barely registered: The other AutoSleds were engaging targets to our front and rear, meaning I would have to take on more than one enemy at once if I were going to survive.
A technique I had been told that few knew how to execute with this weapon returned to the forefront of my memory for the first time in years. Remembering how it worked could have meant the difference between survival and becoming a dead Steel Ranger..
So I decided to remember.
I spread my forelegs as far out and back as I could manage in my cumbersome armor. My memory served me well as the targeting computer integrated into my E.F.S. began compensating for dual targeting with a new reticle for both of the belt-fed weapons as they began to fold out in a manner that they would not impact each other no matter how the long barrels turned.
There was no time to celebrate as more rockets began dotting the sky once again. I focused. Time seemed to slow as belt-fed ammunition spilled forth in the direction of those incoming javelins of death. One down. Shift left, up. Two down. Shift down, right. Three...
And one more, as it stabilized in the wake of the last missile that had met it's demise. In my haste to find the next target I had redirected my guns elsewhere, too late realizing that one last rocket had been unintentionally hidden in the contrail of its brother. I clenched my eyes shut. It was over.
An concussive sound overloaded the hearing protection software of my armor suit's external microphones, washing my ears with a roll of static. There was no pain. No bleeding. For a moment, the certainty that I had died was almost as real as death itself.
I opened my eyes, expecting to see a white light. Instead, blue haze permeated my vision. A... shield?
"Well no shit." Jack laughed deeply into the coms. "It is your name, after all."
Had I said that out loud?
I could hear Red cheering in the background noise. We were back in the game. With newfound confidence I lowered the magically crafted barrier and began firing again. I was beginning to like this:The sheer power behind the weapon I wielded, the impenetrable strength of my shield. We could make it out alive, and take these...
What WERE we fighting?
My suit was equipped with a zoom function so, swinging the turret around to face the other side of the ravine that our convoy had found itself in at the beginning of the attack, I rocked backwards in my chair and brought the whirling guns to bear on another mass of enemy troops. Zooming in, I watched at first with a smile. With the realization of what they were, my smile faded. Regardless, I did not let the Rotary-Guns cease unloading their punishing fire even as blood speckled the snow that we passed. I saw one of the enemy fighters get blown in half, his body-parts splattering onto his comrade nearby just before I shredded him into bloody ribbons as well. Bodies fell, cast down into the snow that our tracks pounded against in an effort to leave the kill-zone, and were crushed beneath our AutoSled line leaving a trail of broken forms in our wake.
Ponies. I was killing ponies. Ponies like myself, like Red... like Sunflower. I do not know what I had expected to find, but it certainly wasn't my own kind. The face of the last pony I had killed flashed before me, and I deactivated my zoom. I couldn't watch the carnage this close, not like this, but I had to keep fighting. It was either them, or us.
I continued to fire.
Sweat trickled down the inside of my suit as the moments of life-stealing destruction continued. Fear was beginning to rise in my throat. If they did not stop...
"No..." I hissed into the coms at myself, adjusting for the source of the next missile-attack.
I think someone replied, asking what I was talking about, but I did not hear them as I surged forward in my seat, tipping the guns directly in front of the 'Sled. A large mountain cliff leading up higher into the peaks caught my eye.
There. That's where they had to be.
A rocket skittered across the top of our AutoSled, ricocheting off the bullet-scarred surface and spiraling out of control into a rock-face behind us. Zooming in once more, my hooves smashed the controls with all their might, not letting up even as the barrels turned yellow, then red, then white with heat.
Tenacity paid off in the end.
A spray of molten lead peppered one of the caves from where the rockets were flying from, and a fiery burst of light filled my vision, flinging ragged bodies from atop the cliff, raining them down atop us as we rolled by. One landed on the metal plating next to my turret, eyes wide open in shock. Any armor it had been wearing had been shattered or ripped from its body in the sudden impact of what I assumed was an ammunition dump explosion. Blood pooled lazily from its open mouth, its ribcage collapsed inward like a fleshy tin-can. I could not tell if the pony was a stallion or a mare. I wondered if it mattered. The rockets, after all, had stopped and the enemy seemed to be retreating further into the mountains.
My heart started to race even faster than it had been moments before.
"Shield, you alright up there?" Jack's voice asked calmly over the coms.
I did not answer. I stared at the dead bodies of our nameless foes as we passed them, the Autosled crushing many under its treads as if it were nothing. I was not sure if the driver could see them. I hoped not, and that he was only running them over because there was no way to tell.
"I killed..." I whispered into the coms. "I just killed a lot of ponies, Jack."
Silence crept in after that, and it felt as if the world was trying to tear me apart.
"Come down from the turret, Shield."
I slid my hooves out of the control units to the turret and slipped below the control seat, eyeing the body as it slowly slipped over the side of our Sled. Settling into one of the passenger seats of our armored personnel carrier, I began to feel very, very sick. Suddenly, I was glad I had not been given time to eat breakfast.
"Look at me, Shield." Jack commanded.
My eyes were fixated on the floor, my ears ringing from the sudden "silence" that filled the air without the guns' roar. I had just killed so many...
"Knight Fallen Shield! I'm ordering you to look at me!"
His stance seemed to relax and soften a bit when I finally rose my head to stare at him.
"You did what you had to. We would be dead if you had not been sitting in that chair, alright?"
I swallowed hard, a dry, bitter taste in my mouth permeating my senses. I knew he was right. That I had done what was necessary. I knew we would be dead if somepony had not taken up the turret and attacked. I also knew that it was not making me feel any better, even with Crusader Jack-Hammer's... approval. That is when I came to the conclusion that so many warriors before me had come to.
I just had to ignore it. Nothing could change it. Those ponies were dead.
"I'll be fine, Sir." I whispered into the coms.
Rain scooted over and put a hoof on my shoulder just moments before another earth-shattering explosion ripped a hole in the bottom of our 'Sled.
The last thing that I heard over the coms was that we were under attack again.
The last thing that I saw was the interior of our 'Sled kissing me right on the face.
I awoke. Sort of. The world was silent, and it was as if the color had seeped out of everything, leaving it all black, white, and grey. I couldn't move. But I was aware that someone was moving around me, jostling me with their hooves. I blacked out again.
Once more, my eyes opened. My vision was greeted with the eyes of another pony. But the eyes were dead. They had no expression, except that of fear. They seemed glazed. I stared at them, wondering what was going to happen next. I stared at them...
Again, I awoke. I was not sure how long I had been asleep. I felt cold. Which was more than I was feeling... however long ago it was when I was last conscious. The dead pony was gone. I could feel something wrapped around my forehead. Soft hooves, softer than the last, were moving around my body. It was almost sensual. I could have died like that, being caressed. Maybe it would have been better that I had.
Once again, unconsciousness took my mind, this time thrusting me down into a dark abyss of pain and unintelligible dreams. I could hear a soft voice speaking, but could not make out the words.
"Wake up. Come on, wake up!" a soft, female voice hissed in desperation into my ear, "I worked way too hard keeping your ass alive to have you turn-in now!"
My head swam, ears ringing. I felt positively awful. Opening my eyes, my memories to make a slow return, allowing me to remember what had happened. The events felt as if they had occurred a lifetime ago, but in reality had only occurred half an hour prior. That's when I noticed the source of the voice that I had identified while slipping in and out of consciousness.
It was the second time I had ever seen a Pegasus outside of my dreams. Though in the state I had been in at the time, I was unsure if I was dreaming, dead, or if it was just my mind looking for a reason to make me get up. My gaze moved slowly upwards to look at her.
"At least you're awake now..." this new Pegasus began, when all of a sudden her ears pricked up and she started to back away, swiveling her head towards something to her left. Her wings opened. I looked in the direction she had glanced in.
I could hear gunshots. We were still in battle. I shook my head, making my stomach turn as I stared out and focused in on a massive, blurred form about 20 meters in front of where I was. I began to wonder why everything sounded so clear, when I realized I no longer had an E.F.S. or a helmet at all. I groaned and started to stand, glancing back to where the pegasus had been at only moments before.
She was gone. She had been standing in front of me only moments ago...
I remembered the caressing of... somepony. Was it her? I shook my head. No time to bother with thoughts like that, even if she were real. Was she?
Shaking off the sluggishness that came with being knocked out and ignoring my previous thoughts, I stumbled towards our destroyed AutoSled, which was spewing pink and purple clouds of MAgiK fuel from various holes in its engine compartment. The hull itself was half buried in the snow as if tossed there like a colt's playtoy. I felt like water was draining out of my ears as they began to register sounds clearer. I could make Jack out as he roared battle cries and orders almost simultaneously from his position. He was holding them off but, from the sound of it, without help eventually even he would fall.
The snow was thick, and coupled with the state I was in, it caused me to stumble. Blood trickled down from the saturated bandage on my head, getting in my eyes. I blinked hard, trying to clear them.
A rocket passed between my ears. All of a sudden it no longer mattered that I had a little blood in my eyes and that I had been unconscious a few moments ago. I needed a weapon. Moving faster than I would have ever thought possible in the condition I was in, I managed to make my through the powdered snow and into the wreckage of our nearby 'Sled. Bullets plinked off of my armor, ricocheting off into the distance. Inside, I glimpsed a pair of pristine carbines. They weren't my favorite, but it would have to do. Floating them out with a telekinesis spell, I attached them to my T51b's integrated battle saddle. Only when I connected them did I realize that, without a helmet, I was firing blind.
"Damn..." I cursed, and disconnected one of them, taking it up between my teeth. I'd have to do it the old fashioned way.
I cursed again and backed away from the 'Sled, moving towards Jack's barking war-cries. Jack had been holding them off with his mini-guns and rockets, but it was a losing fight without some assistance. I galloped forward, tripping through the snow more than once and fighting off a headache brought on by a concussion and blood loss. Jack let loose four rockets at the same time upon the enemy position, sending blood and rocks flying through the air. I dodged a torso, entrails sliding out as it soared past my right ear and landed with a bone-cracking thud in the snow, staining the once virgin powder with crimson death. Some of the pony's blood ended up on my face.
"Jack!" I hollered hoarsely, finding that it hurt my throat to yell. "Crusader Jack!"
My squad leader looked over in my direction and seemed to jump a little in surprise, before a bullet pinged off his helmet, ticking him off into what seemed to be a little bit of uncharacteristic rage. The deep-voiced squad leader rarely lost his head, but clearly he was in rare form as he injudiciously sprayed down yet another cliff face with mini-gun fire. More ponies dead. I pushed the thought back, feeling sick again.
"Shield!" Jack barked, "I'm glad you're alive. I saw you lying there, but there were no combat medics to spare after the last one had a bullet put through his head trying to bandage that wound on your head. Look, Star Paladin Spool has been hit! Our only remaining medic is tending to him right now!" he fired a few rounds at a position up high, suppressing a machine-gun nest. "Good job dressing that wound on your own, though!"
I took cover behind a large piece of what was the second of our disabled AutoSleds.
"What happened to your helmet?" he asked, heading to my position as fast as his trundling armor allowed after barking orders to two Steel Rangers in the prone position. They began laying down more suppressive fire where Jack had been doing so moments before. He joined me behind the AutoSled, "You lookin' to get a new vent installed in your skull?"
"It broke when we were hit. I have no idea where it went."
An explosion rattled the ground, as a new wave of enemies approached, firing off rockets and sending machine-gun fire down into our position. Jack seemed to become more determined as they displayed their strength.
"We need to get a defensive perimeter set up, NOW!" Jack insisted while shaking his head back and forth, "I know you don't have coms anymore, so I'll tell you where our squad is. Shear's off setting up a daisy-chain of C-4 to cover our path when we get one of the 'Sleds online. Red Rain is providing overwatch for the last medic we've got, sniping anyone who gets a bead on them and-"
Another thunderous sound ripped the air apart, making Jack and I flinch.
"Just set up a damned perimeter! Get some sandbags, fill them with snow! You know what to do! I need a triage center and some cover near the only 'Sled that hasn't been hit too badly to be repaired!"
One of the enemy ponies had broken out of his own line and ran at Jack with a shimmering energy blade of some kind. Reacting on instinct I flipped up the carbine, rolled out from behind cover, and shoved rounds of 7.62 rifle ammo down his throat. The kick to my teeth hurt like hell. The kick to the attacking pony's neck nearly shore his head from his shoulders.
Spitting the short-barreled rifle out onto the snow, I turned to Jack, "Gotcha, sir."
My headache had just gotten a whole lot worse.
"Good! I'm going to pull a flanking maneuver with two of our other stallions. Get it done!"
With that, my squad leader bolted from behind cover, barked orders to two suppressed ponies and headed up to a higher point on around our low-lying position. I turned to the 'Sled I had been taking cover behind. Sandbags. There were plenty inside the wrecked vehicle, so I grabbed up about thirty or so of them with a simple telekinesis spell and began filling them one by one with packed snow, hoping it could at least stop a rifle bullet. Thirty was a start, but I knew it wouldn't be enough. We needed a foxhole.
Of course, that's where everything started going to shit.
Thinking quickly I dropped the sandbags, using my telekinesis spell, a short distance away and began to assemble a small wall with them and then rolled into the open. Bullets immediately struck my armor, chewing away at what was left of the shattered plates. I stumbled and fell, crawling the rest of the way as more lead death whizzed past my ears. I attempted to project a shield, but it fizzled out as my magic drained. I wasn't used to the high-intensity scenario, and I had just used most of my will to make a small wall. I needed help.
"Hey!" I yelled over the rocket fire, battle-cries and bullets, "Hey! I need help building a foxhole here!"
One of the ponies looked up, only to have his head punched through by a lucky machine-gun round. He seemed to be okay for a moment, then crumpled to the ground, his life-blood draining from his helmet and into the snow. I looked up at the ridge. Even with the carbines, I wouldn't be able to suppress the enemy. They were tenacious and vicious, almost to the point of uncaring about their own well-being it seemed. Bullets began to rain down on my position again and ducked behind my wall, gritting my teeth against the sounds.
"Heads up!" a raspy, angry voice called out as a small canister landed next to me.
"Fuu-!" I screamed and jumped up, hop-running hastily back to the AutoSled where the empty sandbags had come from.
I didn't even hear the explosive go off as my legs propelled me through the air to come to a crashing stop into the wreckage. My ears rang like bells, and everything sounded like it was happening behind a pane of glass. I was not dead at least, but I was beginning to feel like I should have been. Running, Shear began to approach from around the back of the 'Sled.
"You almost killed me!" I roared at him, unsure if I was even saying anything at all because of all the ringing, "The heck is wrong with you?"
"There's no time, Shield!" he barked back, pointing at the massive crater that now occupied the space where I had been before, "You have a foxhole now!"
He was right. I didn't like it, but he was right.
"Fine! Fuckin' help me get the rest of it set up!" I demanded, partly in exchange for his nearly killing me, partly because I really did need help.
Shear nodded and began to use his own magic to start filling and floating bags into place around the crater. More than once, a bullet shattered a piece of my damaged armor, or nearly took off Shear's head, but we did not stop. Stopping meant death, or death for those that he and I were building the foxhole for in the first place.
Screaming and explosions erupted around one of the fighting positions on the ridgeline. The body of yet another unnamed pony ragdolled over our position, to splatter in a crumpled heap of shredded meat behind us.
"Looks like Jack's making progress." I stated with grim detachedness.
Shear just nodded. I still don't know how he heard me through all the noise.
"We need to get our last medic, wounded, and Star Paladin Spool into this bunker ASAP." Shear stated in his usual bluntness as the last sandbags were put into place, "Otherwise it's just a moon-damned hole in the ground."
I nodded in agreement. Without another word, we prepared ourselves mentally and galloped out into the firefight. Shear went left, hiding his small frame in an indention in the ground where a rocket had impacted at an angle where he began to fire up at the ridgelines, doing little with the grey-colored, standard issue 10mm Pistol that he held between his teeth. I moved a bit slower, canting slightly right to a different piece of debris, catching a bullet in the shattered armor-plate next to one of my ribs. I felt the broken, jagged bits dig into my flesh, but the damage felt superficial as I ducked behind the remains of a door assembly that had once been attached to the back of the second destroyed Autosled.
Our pinned medic and one of our remaining Knights spotted our attempts to move. With promptness born of practice, they began to shift their attention to the enemy, firing their rifle-equipped battle-saddles into the nearest position, causing the suppressive fire that had pinned us down to ease as enemies ducked from the sudden and unexpected assault. Other soldiers scattered about in defilade or behind rocks and wreckage also began to shift fire in an attempt give us a clear path at the Star Paladin. Jack must have been giving them orders because from what I saw, the lanes of outgoing fire shifted further across the ridge as explosions and streams of lead rippled across horizon from the direction where Jack had made his presence known only moments before.
It was time to move.
Running out from behind my cover, hooves slipping a bit at first but catching ground after a few moments of struggle, I dashed to the medic's position. Bullets sprayed across my path, cratering the snow where I would have been if I was only a few milliseconds faster.
"We need to move him!"
The medic shook his head, "No! There's too much fire We can't risk him getting hit again!"
The medic may have been right. A large, gaping wound was wrapped in gauze and a thick, black material that looked a lot like sludge. Our leader was down for the count, barely breathing by the look of it.
"There's a foxhole I've dug out! We need to move the wounded and dead there! There's no time to argue!"
The medic glanced my way with incredulity, "And then what?!" he screamed over the cacophony.
"Then we load up in the... DAMMIT!"
It hit me like a thermonuclear warhead.
I had made a fatal mistake. I was supposed to have put the foxhole near the 'Sled that was not in 3 different pieces, but I had totally forgotten about the 'Sled amidst the frenzy! I had to think of something new now. Something that would guarantee our success, because with the time I had just wasted, if Crusader Jack-Hammer didn't get through... we wouldn't be able to weather another assault.
The sled was 50 meters away from the medic. Across a field of fire and flame and death.
I needed to get to it. I was strained beyond my normal capacity for projecting shields, and even telekinesis had become hard to execute when Shear and I had been putting up the "snowbag" walls around his crater-foxhole. Regardless, I focused hard and then took off running using the last bit of mental strain I could muster to put up a barrier around my exposed head. The action gained the attention of some of our enemies, who apparently thought that "shoot the big blue glowy thing" was the best idea since balloons at a birthday party.
Searing hot bolts of pain spiked through my vision as one of the bullets struck true, penetrating the shield just enough to knock me on my hindquarters, splaying my body out upon the ground. Fortunately, the bullet had not killed me, but it had hit me hard enough to make my vision blur, and I was certain that I was bleeding again, since my bandage had fallen off at some point during the firefight. The hail of fire shifted to somewhere else, just as Shear ran past my near-unconscious form and dragged me the rest of the way to the AutoSled using a telekinesis spell. I was certain that It was the last one he could pull off, because by the time my vision cleared and his spell let go, he was breathing so quickly through his sneak-suit that I couldn't tell when he stopped breathing in and started breathing out.
"Shield..." he wheezed, "Here!"
He threw a manual at me. A bullet pinged off the ramp behind me and nearly took off my head for the umpteenth time that afternoon. I flinched, hating everything about everything at that moment, but the closeness to death that I had come to once again woke me up a little. Staring at the book like I had just been smacked on the back of the head and had forgotten my own name tipped Shear off that I had might have no idea what to do.
The truth was closer to that than I cared to admit at the time.
"You're the closest thing we have to a mechanic!" he pleaded.
I had never heard Shear panic. I knew things were bad, and his sudden loss of demeanor meant it wasn't getting better.
"The medic's dead! Shear, come on! I'd do it myself, but I have to start dragging the Star Paladin in here, or we are FUCKED. We can't call a retreat without securing him and the injured!"
I didn't reply, between the nausea from blood loss and the earlier concussion, I just sat and started hoofing through the pages. My thoughts were jumbled, but I could only think of one thing: Schematic. I needed one. Something to compare to the broken MAgiK engine that I had to repair.
Shear ran out into the firefight. I think I saw him get hit by a round in the front leg. It was bad. Everything about this was bad.
"Focus!" I hissed at myself, and continued looking through the manual. "It has to be here!"
Page after page of currently pointless pre-combat checks, maintenance guides to minor parts, and other miscellaneous information bombarded my addled brain until I finally reached the end of the book. Nothing. I was out of time, I knew it. I couldn't afford to waste any more time looking again. I looked up at the exposed engine components. Even if I knew what I was doing, there was no way I could manipulate the parts without the use of a telekinesis spell, which I was fairly certain would fade before I could plug whatever into whatever it needed to connect to. I came to a sudden conclusion, however. One that stemmed from countless desperate ponies all over the world at some point in time, and I seriously thought was passed down genetically as a last-ditch survival technique.
I stood, wobbling on all fours and bucked the living hell out of the engine. Bucked it so hard that I fell on my face and scraped some of the coagulating blood from my forehead. I winced as something fell out of one of the crooks in the machinery, where after it began to glow with an internal light.
Praying that it was an indication that I'd fixed it, and that my legs would hold me up for another few moments, I headed for the cockpit of the AutoSled.
Regrettably, an explosion against the hull rocked the machine before I could get there, and I stumbled, smashing my face into the interior of the 'Sled again just as Shear literally flew into the room. Maybe it was just my loss of mental faculty, but I could swear Shear hadn't touched the ground since the last time I'd seen him. He was covered in cuts, bullet grazings, and had more than one hole in his suit where blood pooled and seeped into the fabric on the outside.
"I hope you fixed that engine, Shield... otherwise... we're really, really fucked." I could sense his teeth gritting in pain and panic in his voice.
I looked over and out the door as the random roaring of voices that I had been hearing throughout the battle changed into a single cry of battle. The enemy was charging. Jack had...
The Crusader appeared out of thin air, slammed down in front of the entrance to our 'Sled and opened up his mini-guns on the charging line, blocking their path. I couldn't see the ponies dying, but their screams echoed painfully in my ears. A sharper pain suddenly stitched into my side. And then another.
Pain lanced without warning up throughout my body, making me convulse on the floor of the 'Sled.
"Med-X!" Shear barked behind me, "Med-X and Dash!"
A powerful surge of energy rippled through my body as the drugs that Shear had jammed into me from between the open spaces in my armor began to take effect. I suddenly felt a lot better.
Clearly the battle was not over with. Not just yet.
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Chapter 2. Action!
Ah you gave me a run for my money this chapter is very action packed, blood, entrails, armor and shell cases littered the frozen land in a almost pink like hue. Fallen shied's joy was short lived as the barrier he created saved his squads life at the expense of his magic. It may have been naught but a dream of a beautiful encounter with a Pegasus but if it wasn't at least if he survives he would be able to pass on with a laugh that in the end he was right and Red was wrong about the Pegasus's presence in the Broken World.
The enime has shown such savage tactics and blood thirst one would easily compare them to the Human VC's of the Vietnam war, I shiver at the wounds all around, and with their medics feeding the crows one I won't be able to sleep in comfort this night. Well done you have my following to your tales
The enime has shown such savage tactics and blood thirst one would easily compare them to the Human VC's of the Vietnam war, I shiver at the wounds all around, and with their medics feeding the crows one I won't be able to sleep in comfort this night. Well done you have my following to your tales
Is it that descriptive? If so, awesome. I was afraid of putting too much detail into it, since it can clutter the action. If what you're saying is true, then I found a good medium to work with for the next action chapter when it comes up, which should be in part, the next one.
I like the idea that you're comparing the enemy to the Viet Cong. Interesting analogy.
As for the Pegasus...? It's up in the air, literally in more than one way. You'll see why.
I like the idea that you're comparing the enemy to the Viet Cong. Interesting analogy.
As for the Pegasus...? It's up in the air, literally in more than one way. You'll see why.
Thanks for the complement but remember to have a cool down chapter you can't have it action pack all the time. I'm glad I could help out a fellow Poet, make your descriptions shine but do not make them shine too much or you'll blind your reader from the plot ^^
The reason that Chapter 3 is part-action is because I ended on a cliffhanger. There will be some cooldown as soon as they reach Geothermal Station #7, the original destination of the Delta-3 detachment.
Thanks! I can't wait to hear what you think, if you've got time for that sort of thing. I'm thoroughly glad you're enjoying Shield and Company on their first adventure! :3
Even though "adventure" here means lots of pain. And some philosophical doubt on Shield's part. X3
Even though "adventure" here means lots of pain. And some philosophical doubt on Shield's part. X3


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Out of the box with almost no configuration, I have good looking Facebook, Twitter, and Google+ social media buttons on pages and posts of my flying club web site at http://www.hawkflyingclub.org. The plugin appears not just to add social media buttons to pages and posts, but appears to add the Open Graph and Twitter meta information automatically to each page and post.
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- OpenGraph->Social Sharing check "Include on Index Webpages" so that the social media buttons would appear at the end of each post on the home page (and not just at the end of each individual post)
- OpenGraph->Social Style check "use the social styles" which the documentation says should be checked by default but wasn't for me.
I was initially confounded by the fact that the Facebook button did not appear on my staging copy of the web site on my localhost web server, but it appeared without incident on the web host's server. I never did figure out what was going on there.
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In his extraordinary third novel, David Mitchell erases the boundaries of language, genre and time to offer a meditation on humanity's dangerous will to power, and where it may lead us.
©2005 David Mitchell; (P)2005 Hodder & Stoughton Audiobooks
"David Mitchell has fast established himself as a novelist of considerable authority and power... Anyone who read his remarkable debut, or its successor, number9dream, will instantly recognise the characteristic moves and bold gestures of this amazing extravaganza. His novels have a gleefully kleptomaniac air, moving from the most tawdry thrills to thunderous, visionary spectacle; they are unlike anything else, and you emerge from them dazed, amazed, unsure of the exact nature of the overwhelming experience... a tremendous novel... Cloud Atlas is one of the most shamelessly exciting books imaginable... Mitchell is a novelist who knows exactly what he is doing, and one who is always one or two steps ahead of the reader; and at the end it seems to evaporate like the best dream you ever had." (Philip Hensher, Spectator)
"Many stories all join together"
This was a difficult book to read, hearing the different chapters and the different people made it much easier to understand.
"Do your homework"
As I started reading, I realised this was the abridged version. I always read the full version. Unfortunately, the unabridged version is not available where I live, so I had to buy the book. Didn't get around to reading it in time to return it. My fault for not checking. Have since read the book & it was amazing - I can only imagine that anyone reading the abridged version wold be totally confused, as many people who watched the movie without reading the book were.
Didn't spend enough time on the book to comment
I didn't finish reading it so, cannot comment.
Very artsy farsty, with hidden meaning everywhere. The individual stories at some points where confusing, and then to mesh them together, it just didn't work for me. I loved The Thousand Autumns so I was disappointed with this.
"A Novel in Babuschka Doll Form"
I read the book years ago, so this was my second time around. The audio edition was brilliant, as the novel contains 6 stories folding in and then out of each other and having each story's narrator voiced individually really brought each one to life in a unique way.
"What a great read!"
I loved this book. Its structure is interesting with its interconnecting narratives, and the use of different actors really helps to delineate these clearly. It's so great to read a book that really demonstrates a breadth of imagination and style way beyond anything that I could come up with myself. Luisa Rey a compelling story, Robert Frobisher the most wonderfully flawed cad, Timothy Cavendish's desperate plight hilarious. Sloosha (apologies for spelling, know it must be wrong!) the only one that bemused me, I'll revisit it - certainly easier to grasp in audio than written version.
Anyway, if you like short stories this is a must, as it develops the genre further and tells them in ways which make you think about them long after you have finished reading. Always entertaining, by turns witty, alarming, uplifting, shocking, moving - a great read!
"Miscast. Hacked the book to pieces. Read in full."
This abridged version doesn't come close to doing justice to the actual book. The core storyline is there but most of Mitchell's fine writing and nearly all of the subtleties in humour are lost. There are some very talented readers (for Cavendish and Zachry) but others might make you feel uncomfortable; some are poorly cast indeed. If you are truly interested in the story, read the book or wait for the unabridged version-- which might be better done if it was one person reading (not trying to act) throughout. This is an incredible work of fiction and so much of its brilliance lies in Mitchell's way with words. Don't be short-changed by this version that is overly reductive and fails to capture the nuances of a truly great work.
"An amazing story to listen to"
At the top of my list
It was engaging and thought provoking and a story that kept me both intrigued and committed until the end .
They were all so different that it is impossible to identify a particular scene .
Numerous moments to be honest....
I highly recommend you to at least give this audio book a go.
I decided to give this a listen before going to see the film but after listening to it gave the film a miss. Although interesting to begin with the jumping timelines and characters began to grate towards the end. The multiple narrators used for different characters also seemed good to begin with but in the end just became annoying, The story was good but I don't think I will be giving it another listen and will wait until the film is on TV.
"Not as memorable as I thought it might be"
Nice idea fairly well written and well read. I think I woudloffer it a 3.5. It just lacked the untimely quality I was expecting. But worth a listen or read.
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1941 - Hans Lindner
Hans Lindner was born in Arnstorf as the only child to publicans Hans and Therese Lindner.
1951 - First entrepreneurial influences.
Hans Lindner goes to the grammar school at Kloster Metten (monastery school). He spends the holidays at his parents' inn in Arnstorf, which was mainly and passionately run by his mother. It is where Hans gets first hand business experience for his professional career. In addition to the inn, his father Hans Lindner had started up a small timber trade in the years after the War.
The entrepreneurial spirit of the parents has a lasting impression on Hans Lindner. Today, he says that through many schools hours he much more "thought about the marketing possibilities of agricultural products and the construction of houses than the conjugation of Latin verbs".
1958 - Sawmill apprenticeship.
At age 17 Hans Lindner began a commercial apprenticeship at Wimmer sawmill in nearby Pfarrkirchen. Very soon, and despite his young age, the owner assigns him highly responsible tasks, such as steering a timber truck.
1963 - The dream of a graduate engineer.
At 22, Hans Lindner graduates from the commercial branch of the 'Staatliche Ingenieurschule für Holztechnik' (engineering college for timber technologies), in Rosenheim. At this point he dreams of going to Finland, the 'country of prefabricated houses'. He himself plans to build prefabricated houses in Germany after that. But events took a different turn: After his mother had become very sick in the meantime, he decides to remain in their vicinity. He works as the deputy production manager at Isartaler-Holzhaus in Holzkirchen, near Munich.
1965 - First job for Akustik Lindner GmbH.
Hans Lindner sets up his own business: Akustik Lindner GmbH. The representative of a building materials manufacturer, Mr. Schmid, helped him winning his first job with a contract size of 35,000 DM, a suspended acoustic ceiling in the Agricultural Vocational School Deggendorf. The substructure of wooden slats was produced in the shed of his father. Accompanied by two unemployed carpenters from the Bavarian Forest, Hans installed the ceiling within five to six weeks to the full satisfaction of the customer. He immediately recognizes the potential of the interior fit-out market and postpones the fulfillment of his vision to build prefabricated houses.
1968 - The projects become bigger.
Akustik Lindner wins their first large-scale projects, such as the University of Regensburg, several subway stations and the Stachus in Munich.
1970 - Building a production site at times of full employment.
The first production facility, a joinery, is built. Ceiling and partition systems are the first products being manufactured there. The building was used until 1988.
At a time of full employment in Germany (0.5 % unemployment rate), Lindner is growing faster than the labour market allows for: vacancies remain unfilled. Hans Lindner and his early companions decide to recruit one hundred Turkish employees. They helped to build the company further and many of them soon took on managerial responsibilities within the construction site teams. Most colleagues remained with Lindner until retirement.
1970-71 - Lindner builds for the Summer Olympics.
The company builds student houses, Olympic equestrian facilities and the Olympic Village for the Olympics in Munich.
1972 - Coming of age.
Consistent growth: Akustik Lindner GmbH now employs about 400 people.
1974 - First holiday home for employees.
1974 Lindner builds the first holiday residence for employees and their families on the Costa Blanca, Spain. The ever increasing number of staff members made it necessary to look for additional vacation opportunities in other areas. Several new multi-apartment residences were built or acquired since, so that employees can now have their vacation for free in Germany, Austria, South Tyrol, Ireland, Slovakia and Croatia. In 2012 approximately 1,000 Lindner colleagues stayed in one of the holiday residences.
1974-76 - Lindner starts working as general contractor.
Lindner's first major general contracting job was the University of Wuppertal, worth 22 million DM. Handling a project of this size required a disciplined effort throughout the whole value chain. Fortunately it turned out well and the client was satisfied upon completion of project.
1978 - A monthly company newsletter.
The first issue of the employee newsletter 'Lindner Intern' appears. Until today, each employee receives his personal issue of 'Lindner Intern'.
1982 - Off to new frontiers!
Hans Lindner acquires Jade Holzwerke in Wilhelmshaven. The acquisition of the specialist for veneered panels paves the way for tendering the wooden partitions for the Deutsche Bank in Frankfurt. 25 years later, the two towers will mark another milestone in the company's history.
With the core business of interior fit-out running very well, a new division is launched: the acquisition of Röckelein, Munich, starts the operation of Lindner Insulation. The division has grown into an industry-wide respected specialist for all types of insulation and environmental protection technology.
The first foreign subsidiary in Baden, Austria, also goes into service in 1982. After some demanding early years, Lindner Austria (together with the raised floor specialist company Goldbach) has become one of the most successful subsidiaries of the Lindner Group.
1984 - Change provides opportunities for all employees.
After rapid growth during the first 19 years serious problems occur in the corporate structure. To secure the future success of the company, Hans Lindner opted for a fundamental restructuring of the organization. One of the main changes was to merge sale and project execution to improve client service and quality – a model that still runs successfully within the company today.
Small internal profit centres are established during that time in order to promote the individual entrepreneurial spirit of the employees.
1987 - Lindner starts manufacturing floor systems.
Lindner starts the production of flooring systems. Raised and hollow floors become the third major business area within a short period of time, next to ceiling and partition systems.
At the same time Hans Lindner pushes on the internationalization of the company, for instance towards Eastern Europe and the UK.
1988 - New corporation Lindner AG.
The conversion into the corporation Lindner AG Decken-, Boden-, Trennwandsysteme is an important step to build a safe future for the company. The initial public offer takes place three years later. The regional newspaper 'Rottaler Anzeiger' for the first time names Lindner the district's largest company.
Lindner Schadstoffsanierung (Clearance of Harmful Substances) assumes duties as a specialist for deconstruction and professional disposal of asbestos, PCB, PCP, etc.
1989 - A falling wall opens additional markets.
The German reunification opened a new market for Lindner. The decision by the Federal Government to move their offices to Berlin makes the new capital one of Lindner's target markets. At times, up to 1,000 site staff work at Lindner construction sites in Berlin.
1990 - Thank you for 25 years. The Hans Lindner Foundation is established.
Lindner celebrates its 25th anniversary.
In gratitude for the very successful development of his company, the Hans Lindner Foundation is established as a public foundation under civil law. The foundation has the objective of supporting financially suffering people and of promoting start-up companies in order to create more jobs in the rural economy of Lower Bavaria.
The Hans Lindner Foundation also acquire the former district hospital in Arnstorf. The large complex is transformed into a Multi-Generation Home, called the Parkwohnstift. Today, more than 250 people spend their retirement there in comfortable surroundings, assisted in their everyday life by skilled nurses for the elderly.
1995 - Setting the clocks in Arnstorf to Hongkong time.
The General Contracting business now amounts for 50 % of Lindner's sales volume. These high-responsibility projects pose a big challenge to the company and employees but also bring a lot of additional work for production, installation and project management.
The major contract Hong Kong International Airport with an order volume of more than DM 90 million is signed. With 160,000 m² of metal ceilings it represents the largest order in the company's history. The smooth and professional handling of this high-profile project fills Hans Lindner and all employees involved with pride, even more when considering the flight distance of twelve hours and six or seven resp. hours in time difference.
1995 - ISO 9001 certified.
The quality management of Lindner AG and Lindner Insulation and Industrial Services GmbH is successfully certified to DIN EN ISO 9001. This demonstrates the companies' ambition to operate in a transparent and reliable way and to the highest quality standards to meet their customers' needs.
1997 - Giving support to the youth.
A second social foundation, Fundatia Hans Lindner, is established in Satu Mare, Romania, focusing on youth development programmes. In 1999, the foundation is extended to Kampala in Uganda, where children and adolescents are also at the very heart of operations. Hans Lindner and his family regularly spend time at the foundation offices.
1998 - The flooring division at full throttle!
Goldbach NORIT joins Lindner. A proven specialist in high quality flooring systems, the acquisition enriches the range of products tremendously and also means another burst of growth for the family business at a time when the construction industry was still struggling with an ongoing downturn. Lindner Floor Systems are now positioned as a leading member in the market.
2000 - A new challenge: developing projects from scratch.
Own project developments bring further expertise: identifying potential locations and then developing and building office space, commercial and residential centres, becomes a new area of business activity for the company. In 2000 Lindner begins to implement the first projects in Slovakia, Hungary and Bulgaria.
In recent years, 300,000 sq m of office and commercial space were built. The largest project is the Business Park Sofia in Bulgaria, ideally located between city centre and the airport. Developed on an area of 220,000 sqm the Business Park offers 240,000 sqm of office and commercial space, which are leased to 650 companies with 11,500 employees. In conjunction with the neighbouring Residential Park Sofia, where Lindner has built nearly 200 single- and multi-family houses on a site area of 200,000 m², the complex offers a comfortable living and working environment.
2001 - An appreciation for service.
Hans Lindner is awarded the Bavarian Order of Merit.
2002 - Sound check in certified laboratories.
Headquarters in Arnstorf, now comprising over 100,000 sq m of office and production area, gains another attraction: Lindner build their own sound-testing laboratories. The project-specific adaptation of self-manufactured system products has become a core competency of Lindner and the integration of own TÜV certified laboratories significantly enhances the capacities for short-term product alterations and development, especially when working to tight deadlines for completion.
Lindner AG buys an old castle, Schloss Mariakirchen, from the 16th century to preserve it from decay. An extensive refurbishment begins and turns the estate partly into a picturesque training centre for the company.
2003 - His profession: building contractor. His passion: brewer.
The innkeepers' son Hans Lindner fulfils his dream: Right next to the Schloss Mariakirchen he opens his own brewery, the Schlossbräu Mariakirchen. The old stable of the castle, built in 1785, houses not only the brewery, but offers various function rooms with capacities for more than 200 guests.
Meanwhile the internationalisation of the company continues: a new subsidiary in China emphasises Lindner's presence in Asia. Ever since then, the facilities in Taicang manufacture metal ceilings and partition systems to German quality standards.
2004 - Working in win-win partnerships.
Lindner successfully implements the first complete fit-out projects as Public Private Partnership. An increasing number of schools, public office buildings and hospitals are funded applying PPP schemes. This relieves the budget of the public sector and gives financially strong companies new market opportunities.
2005 - New production site for wooden doors.
Out of the small company aw Türen, a new product division with a highly promising future emerges: So Lindner starts the construction of a modern production for Lindner Doors in Ostrov, Czech Republic. Finished wooden doors are manufactured true to customer specification – ranging from standard object doors through to sound and fire protection doors with special surfaces and in customised dimensions.
2006 - Welcoming the British: Schmidlin becomes Lindner Schmidlin.
Hans Lindner becomes honorary citizen of his hometown Arnstorf. Prior to that, he had been granted honorary citizenship by the Romanian town of Satu Mare back in 2001.
The British curtain wall specialist Schmidlin (UK) joins Lindner and rounds off the range of Lindner Concepts-Products-Service. In Arnstorf production lines for system and custom facades are set up. The acquisition also expands the scope of duties for the major project Heathrow Airport Terminal 5: Lindner is no longer working just on the interior fit-out, but is also responsible for the building envelope. The order volume grows to approximately 130 million euros.
2007 - Lindner offers overnight stays in the castle grounds.
Lindner builds their first hotel: The Schlossparkhotel Mariakirchen opens as a 4-star hotel. The listed garden house of the castle from 1810 serves as the entrance to the hotel.
In Dubai a joint venture is established, called Lindner Depa. Lindner enters the rapidly growing market in the UAE with own local offices thereby after thorough preparation by our own delivery business. Soon after that expansion the first new major order is won: Lindner Depa starts the interior fit-out of the Dubai Metro Stations on the Red Line.
2008 - By land and by sea.
Lindner again adds a field of application to their interior fit-out expertise: At the dockyard of renowned Meyer Werft, the first of several projects for the fit-out of high-quality cruise ships start off.
2009 - Lindner's sustainability mind-set pays off.
Green Building becomes new target market for Lindner. The growing market for building certification and, corresponding with it, the increasing demands for carefully designed products, is a big opportunity for Lindner as a provider of the complete supply chain, from the development to the keys. The renovation of the Deutsche Bank office towers in Frankfurt is a milestone for Green Building projects worldwide by successfully winning LEED Platinum and DGNB Gold status.
2010 - Getting prepared for the future.
The Lindner Group KG creates an umbrella for all of the company's divisions. The former Akustik Lindner GmbH has developed into a large family enterprise employing more than 6,000 people. Every day, Lindner works at 1,500 construction sites worldwide.
2011 - Roofing Systems round off Lindner's range of services.
The building envelope and roof specialist Prater Ltd, based in London, becomes part of the Lindner Group. With its successful development over 60 years, family-owned Prater is a perfect fit for the Group. The core competencies of Prater complement the range of services in the UK market, where Lindner now offers interior fit-out and the entire building envelope.
Also new within the Lindner portfolio: scaffolding. The daughter company of Lindner Isoliertechnik und Industrieservice GmbH significantly adds to the Group's capacity for industry projects, building construction and renovation as well as specialist interior fit-out.
2013 – Most important delivery transaction order in the company's history.
The development, production and delivery of special metal ceilings for the "Holy Mosque" Masjid al-Haram in Mecca is not only a milestone for the business in the Middle East but also the most important delivery transaction order Lindner has ever had.
2015 – 50th anniversary of Lindner Group.
On the occasion of the anniversary, the Lindner Group takes a look back on pioneering projects, decisive places, classic products, mastered challenges and milestones.


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State police at Fogelsville reported on two crashes probed by troopers on Lehigh County roads, and both occurring on Monday, Feb. 4.
A crash occurred about 7:09 a.m. along Interstate 78 in Upper Macungie Township. Troopers said Shannon J. Mauro, 41, of New Tripoli, was eastbound in the right lane when Leonard L. Scheetz, 46, of Walnutport, driving a 2012 Peterbilt truck, attempted to pass in the left lane. As Scheetz attempted to pass his truck traveled into the right lane and struck Mauro's 2013 Mazda CX-5 on the driver's side door.
No one was injured but the Mazda had to be towed from the scene. Troopers cited Scheetz for driving on roadways laned for traffic.
The second crash occurred about 10:17 a.m. along SR222 in Lower Macungie Township. Troopers said Judith E. Urquizo, 51, of Allentown, was stopped for a red light at the intersection with Interstate 78, when her 2001 Honda Civic was struck in the rear by a 2007 Chevrolet Malibu operated by Gladys J. Santee, 86, of Orwigsburg, Schuylkill County.
Urquizo complained of neck pain and was taken to the Lehigh Valley Hospital, Salisbury Township. Santee and her passenger, Nancy A. Erdman, 79, of Allentown, were not injured.
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A plane upended after landing at Fort Worth Meacham Airport Wednesday.
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Dylan's relationships with women have often been the subject of scrutiny, both in his lyrics and in the media. "There ain't no limit to the amount of trouble women bring," he sings on Sugar Baby, the last track on Love and Theft. In 1977 he went through a messy divorce from his first wife, Sara Lowndes. (One of their five children, Jakob, has gone on to become a rock star with his band the Wallflowers.) A book that came out this year, Down the Highway: The Life of Bob Dylan by Howard Sounes, revealed that in 1986, Dylan had a child with one of his backup singers, Carolyn Dennis, and later married her. Although they are divorced, Dylan says he never tried to conceal the relationship. "It's not private to me," he says. "I've never tried to hide anything. I mean, not that I know of. I don't have any skeletons that I don't want anybody to see." Speaking about Dennis publicly for the first time, he says she is "a fantastic singer. She's a gospel singer mainly. One of her uncles was Blind Willie Johnson. What more do you need to know about somebody?" Dylan's daughter with Dennis is in her teens and apparently doesn't share her father's musical tastes. Says Dylan: "I get in fights with her if I talk about music."
Dylan, in fact, hates most modern music. "The radio makes hideous sounds," he says. He thinks Beck, the folk/rock/hip-hop singer-songwriter who is often compared with him, should focus: "You just can't be that good at everything you touch." He hasn't really listened to Eminem's work--when it comes to rap, he prefers the Roots--but he says, "I almost feel like if anything is controversial, the guy's gotta be doing something right." Among the few contemporary acts that excite him is jazz singer Cassandra Wilson. "She is one of my favorite singers today," says Dylan. "I heard her version of Death Letter Blues--gave me the chills. I love everything she does." He says he would like to see her cover some of his songs.
Meanwhile, the old man is doing just fine performing his own work. He plays about 120 dates a year, and in recent years his shows have become stronger than they have been in decades. His set lists change as constantly as the weather, and his live song interpretations often differ radically from their recorded versions. Dylan is wandering around his history, making changes as he sees fit. The veteran folk-rocker says his inspiration comes directly from God. "I've had a God-given sense of destiny," says Dylan. "This is what I was put on earth to do. Just like Shakespeare was gonna write his plays, the Wright brothers were gonna invent an airplane, like Edison was gonna invent a telephone, I was put here to do this. I knew I was gonna do it better than anybody ever did it." Well, actually, Alexander Graham Bell invented the telephone. But who says you can't remake the past?


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Facebook and Twitter Are Harming Our Kids, Says Majority — Survey of the Day
Facebook, Twitter and all the other social media sites have changed the way young people interact with each other, but according to a survey from Poll Position, the majority of Americans don't think this has been a change for the better.
White and Silver Are the Most Popular Car Colors in the World — Survey of the Day
According to the DuPont Automotive Color Popularity Report, which has been tracking worldwide trends in car colors for 59 years, white and silver tied for the most popular car colors on the planet in 2011, each grabbing 22 percent of the market share.
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Password management app maker SplashData has released its list of the "worst computer passwords of 2011″ based around the most commonly stolen password data. It should come as no surprise that the password "password" topped the list of no-nos.
Ousting Occupy Wall Street Protesters From Zuccotti Park Was a Good Thing — Survey of the Day
New York police removed Occupy Wall Street protesters from their Zucotti Park in an early morning raid this week, and it seems the majority of everybody else couldn't be happier. According to a telephone survey of 1,170 Americans from Poll Position, 54 percent of Americans agreed with New York's decision to oust the protesters, who've been based in the park for the last two months.
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Americans Are Divided on Flu Shots — Survey of the Day
With flu season upon us, 46 percent of Americans have received a flu shot, whereas 47 percent said they have not and will not.
Two Out of Three Think a Wife Should Take Husband's Last Name – Survey of the Day
Sixty-seven percent of Americans think that a woman should take her husband's surname upon marriage, according to an Indiana University survey of 815 adults.
Fatty and Sugary Foods May Be as Addictive as Cocaine and Cigarettes
There is a growing body of evidence suggesting fatty and sugary foods rewire the brain in the same way drugs like cocaine and nicotine do, leading to addiction.
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Archive for Thursday, August 19, 2004
Answers elusive for Mize Middle School
De Soto USD 232 Board considers hard choices to address $6 million construction estimate shortfall
De Soto USD 232's Mize Middle School update -- which four weeks ago indicated a shortage of more than $6 million for the planned project -- swelled into full-blown "bond issue reconfiguration" on the Board of Education agenda Monday night.
With up-to-date estimates for early designs soaring millions beyond original projections, something from the $76 million bond issue approved by voters in November 2002 will have to be trimmed or eliminated. Monday's meeting generated about three hours of ideas but no solution.
"This work session generated more questions than answers," said district spokesman Alvie Cater.
However, Cater said, Board members didn't want to make any decisions until they had explored "every nook and cranny" for solutions.
The Board will revisit the topic in September.
The original bond pitch included a new middle school, three elementary schools and improvements to Mill Valley High School, De Soto High School, Monticello Trails Middle School and the district technology center.
Remaining projects could be bid through 2008.
One elementary school, Prairie Ridge, and a 250-student addition to Mill Valley High School are already finished and will be open to students Thursday.
Mize Middle School construction at 83rd Street and Mize Road in Lenexa is planned to begin in January 2006 to be ready for students in August 2007
"Every nook and cranny" revealed culprits and considerations ranging from enrollment projections to educational concepts to construction specifics. Possible complicating factors discussed Monday included the bi-state tax, The Links at Mill Creek and Hurricane Charley.
"We're a dog spinning lots of plates up here," said district operations director Jack Deyoe. "If it were just one problem, it would be a boundary change."
One solution package, recommended for consideration by a design team of district facilities director Denis Johnson, Hollis and Miller architects and J.E. Dunn Construction representatives, included the following:
- Opening the middle school in August 2007 with an enrollment capacity of 750 instead of 500. Johnson said projections showed students would fill a 500-capacity middle school within two years. A 750-capacity school would allow for growth past 2012. Adding on space later would be more expensive than building for maximum capacity initially, the team said.
- Omitting one of the planned elementary schools from this bond issue.
- Moving Mize and Starside elementary school fifth-graders to existing middle schools. This would delay the need for another elementary school until 2009-2010, a date beyond the schedule of the current bond issue, the team said.
- Redraw-ing boundaries to balance students between Prairie Ridge, Clear Creek and Riverview elementary schools.
Board member reactions were mixed about eliminating an elementary school from the schedule, even though spaces for at least half of those students could be found elsewhere.
Other ideas mentioned in discussion included revamping technology, eliminating athletic fields from the middle school site, downgrading planned elementary schools, foregoing improvements at Monticello Trails and De Soto High School, and eliminating the possibility of a conjoined middle and high school.
About $11.2 million of the original bond issue was slated for technology. Of that, $8.5 million remains allocated for projects but is not yet spent.
Although a new high school is not part of the current bond project, the middle school's present plans make it capable of integrating a conjoined high school when one is needed in the future. Spending more money now on the middle school would save even more construction costs in the long run, because the two schools could share common areas, Johnson said.
The design team met Tuesday morning to begin preparing scenarios of new ideas for Board members.
"We're just going to bring a whole menu, a whole series of options for them at the next meeting," Johnson said.
Options for money-saving also included bidding projects sooner than planned to beat inflation costs that could rise even higher throughout the remaining years of the bond schedule.
Representatives from J.E. Dunn Construction said natural disasters like Hurricane Charley happened somewhere every year but that something closer to home, like Kansas City stadium-building from a bi-state tax, would increase demand and prices for construction companies in the upcoming year.
Deyoe said the Shawnee City Council's recent endorsement of The Links at Mill Creek, a large housing/golf development, could add 500 new single-family homes and 150 townhomes within the district's boundaries, boosting the district's future growth even more.
Students from The Links could start attending district schools in 2007, the year the middle school was slated to open, Deyoe said. That would count for only part of the extraordinary growth trend and further highlighted the need for new classrooms to keep ahead of student influx.
"Things were going to get a little hairy in 2007-2008 and definitely would be overburdening buildings in 2008-2009," he said.
Last month, Johnson reported to the Board that the Mize Middle School project budget was $6 million in excess of estimates from the initial bond project schedule.
When the district outlined the bond issue in 2002, construction costs for a 500-student middle school were estimated at $15.9 million. Once more recent plans were drawn and specifics outlined, estimates confirmed building the school as initially planned would cost $23.2 million.
Construction industry inflation, site development, square footage, mechanical systems and conjoining schools contributed to the cost difference likely to affect other projects to come, Johnson said.
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Poems of love, lost love, and forbidden love. Funny poems, sad poems, patriotic poems, heartfelt warm emotional poems, and a few naughty sensual poems sprinkled in just for fun. Poems that will pull at your heartstrings. Poems that will bring a smile to your face and a tear to your eyes. Poems that just may change your view on love and life.
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You didn't throw that ticket away, did you? A lot of people don't when they hear somebody else won. While nobody in Washington State won last Friday's record MegaMillions jackpot ($640,000,000) outright, Washington's Lottery officials report that a record 8 Washingtonians won $250,000 each, and 21 won $10,000 each. $15 Million in MegaMillions tickets were sold in Washington just last week. The lucky numbers again:
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Picture: Ronnie Corbett - David Frost - memorial unveiling and service of remembrance held at Westminster Abbey - Arrivals. - London, United Kingdom - Thursday 13th...
British comic RONNIE CORBETT has no plans to retire from television despite ongoing health woes, according to his wife.
Corbett was said to be bringing his entertainment career to an end following a recent health scare, but the funnyman's partner, Anne, has now spoken out to clarify the report, which was published in a British newspaper on Sunday (16Mar14).
She reveals the 83-year-old star was treated for an inflamed gall bladder last week (ends16Mar14), but will continue with his upcoming projects, including filming a T.V. pilot with British comedian Rob Brydon.
She tells Britain's Daily Mail, "He's got contracts and commercials that he is working on. This report makes him sound like he has died, that his career is over, which is absolutely not the case. I am f**king furious.
"He was taken to hospital on Thursday and doctors discovered he had an inflamed gall bladder. They put him on high antibiotics and he is now perfectly fine.
"There will naturally come a time when he will decide it is a time to call it a day, but that moment has not arrived. Life goes on for Ronnie, as it always has done."
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Album Rating: 4.0Don't think I could love him any more.
Album Rating: 4.0Actually could i maybe take you up on that? my mp3 copy occasionally has some weird blips over it
Album Rating: 3.5Following his sensational 2nd LP 'The Wild Hunt', The Tallest Man On Earth (aka Kristian Matsson) returns less than 5 months later with a 5 track, 17 minute EP titled 'Sometimes The Blues Is Just A Passing Bird'. A little inconsistent & not as cohesive as his past releases, the EP is saved by its fantastic opening 2 tracks - which probably should have just been added to 'The Wild Hunt'. 'Little River' could well be his catchiest song yet, while the best - and most noteworthy - cut here is the fantastic foray into electric guitar that is 'The Dreamer'. It alone, suggests there are still more twists & turns ahead for this unique artist.
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Album Rating: 4.0 | Sound OffYeah, love the melody on The Dreamer, it just melts you.
Because you're blind (retorting joke about being deaf is expected and welcome).
Album Rating: 4.0Took me way too long to check this out. Incredible stuff.
Album Rating: 4.0 | Sound OffStill get hard when i hear The Dreamer
Same, thought Little River is my song.
Album Rating: 4.0love this ep! i dont listen to a lot of folk so it's just the right length for me. Little river's easily my favorite song by TMOE
Little River and The Dreamer....
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"Thrown Right At Me" just destroys.
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Album Rating: 4.5god i love that song. also the piano version of like the wheel is amazing too
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Album Rating: 3.5Little River is one of his best songs.
Album Rating: 4.0 | Sound OffHe played a piano version of The Dreamer when I saw him a couple of months ago, was less raw, but still fantastic. Before he mentioned he was to be playing it, someone from the crowd yelled, "Play The Dreamer, man!", His response was, "Sure, I love that song."
Dude knows his talent.
Album Rating: 4.0The Dreamer is an amazing track
Can't fucking wait to see him on Monday
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Album Rating: 4.0Yeah man should be good. Have to go on my own though as my friends suck/are all at uni/poor/.
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SALT LAKE CITY — Some members of Utah's congressional delegation aren't optimistic about a solution to the apparently stalemated "fiscal cliff" negotiations.
At the rate talks are going, Rep. Jason Chaffetz figures he'll be spending the holidays in his Washington office.
"I'm going to go get me a Christmas tree," Chaffetz said. "Sounds like I'm going to need not only a Christmas tree but some confetti for New Year's."
Whether he or anyone will have something to celebrate depends on what end of the cliff the country wakes up on Jan. 1.
Republicans are demanding that President Obama agree to more spending cuts. The main components of the president's latest offer include $600 billion in cuts, with $1.4 trillion in tax increases. The Republican offer, meanwhile, is the opposite. It includes $800 billion in revenue increases and $1.4 trillion in spending cuts.
Obama and Democrats in Congress want tax cuts set to expire at the end of the year to be extended for taxpayers with income below $250,000 a year, but not for the wealthiest 2 percent of Americans. Republicans are holding out for an extension of all the tax cuts, contending small business would be devastated without them.
Chaffetz described the current talks between congressional Republicans and the president as fluid.
"There's nothing like a deadline to drive a decision," he said. "I worry that until that deadline is upon us with seconds on the clock, nothing will happen."
Rep. Jim Matheson said it's hard to know where things are headed because only Obama and House Speaker John Boehner, R-Ohio, are in the meeting room.
"There are lots of rumors and different things in different press publications and blogs on the Internet, but it's hard to know what's true and what's not," said the only Democrat in the state's delegation.
Matheson said he thinks an agreement will be reached, but it should include long-term solutions such as hard dates for entitlement and tax reforms.
Rep. Rob Bishop said he has bounced from hopeful to disappointed, but now is a "little more ambivalent."
Some have suggested that Obama appears willing to go over the fiscal cliff, he said.
"To be honest, I am very hard-pressed on why he is so intransigent and not willing to even talk about the offer Republicans have put on the table to raise revenues in an alternative form. The entire thing does not make sense to me," Bishop said.
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Sen. Orrin Hatch blamed the impasse on the president, saying Obama knows that if the nation goes over the fiscal cliff, he gets what he wants anyway.
"The problem is he's risking the country in the process," he said.
Hatch said allowing tax cuts on the wealthy to expire would "hammer" a million small businesses.
"That's who I'm fighting for. I could care less about these rich billionaires," he said.
Hatch said he doubts an agreement can be reached by Christmas.
"I don't believe the president is going to agree to a deal under any circumstances," he said.
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The Argos spent part of yesterday debating the mystery that is Derek Armstrong.
The status of the explosive receiver was thrown into question when Armstrong and rookie Blue Bombers head coach Mike Kelly engaged in a nasty verbal battle.
Armstrong isn't practising in Winnipeg and his status remains in limbo, though he had not been dealt as of yesterday.
The Argos have a history of giving players second chances, but the circumstances behind Armstrong's sudden fall from grace are so sketchy that no one really seems to know what is at the root of the public spat.
With Andre Talbot (back) listed as day-to-day and Arland Bruce III (hemorrhoids) unable to practise yesterday, Argos head coach Bart Andrus couldn't say who will line up at receiver for Saturday's home opener against Saskatchewan.
When Armstrong's name was broached, Ardrus acknowledged the club's brass was mulling whatever possibility may exist in acquiring a bona fide playmaker such as Armstrong.
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The CFL's weekly honours include two Argos -- running back Jamal Robertson (top offensive player) and defensive tackle Adriano Belli (top Canadian).
Robertson recorded 200 combined yards, a career high, and scored one touchdown in Toronto's season-opening 30-17 win in Hamilton. The all-purpose running back rushed for 124 yards in posting his second career 100-yard game.
Belli recorded two sacks, which matched his season total from last year, and had three defensive tackles in anchoring Toronto's defensive line.
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The reason why urea prices will likely end up lower this year
Input prices
One of the key factors that affect China and global nitrogen fertilizer prices is input costs. The higher the input cost, the more costly it is to produce nitrogen fertilizers. And as our nitrogen business overview showed (see Why are China and coal important for nitrogen fertilizer stocks), the marginal producer's cost of production (currently China) sets the floor for industry-wide prices for a commodity product such as nitrogen fertilizers.
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Coal prices
Unlike the rest of the world, the majority of China's nitrogen fertilizer production uses anthracite coal as a feed stock. Anthracite is the highest ranked coal used for industrial applications. While anthracite coal is used to generate electricity in China, which makes it a substitute of thermal or steam coal prices, the above chart shows a stronger relationship between anthracite prices in China and coking coal, a type of coal used in steel production.
Although anthracite doesn't have coking characteristics, a small blend of anthracite is mixed with coking coal to lower the cost of production, according to RP Industrial. So, if coking coal prices fall, then there is a likelihood that urea prices may also fall, which would negatively affect VanEck Vectors Agribusiness ETF (MOO) and nitrogenous fertilizer producers such as CF Industries Holdings, Inc. (CF), Terra Nitrogen Company, L.P. (TNH), CVR Partners, LP (UAN), and Agrium Inc. (AGU).
Short-term bounce
Coking coal prices have rebounded recently, likely on the back of news and actions taken by the Chinese government to accelerate spending and support growth. On April 4, 2014, prime coking coal prices in China stood at $163 per metric tonne, up from $162 per metric tonne reported on March 28, 2014. Such rebound may be a short-term positive for fertilizer producers and alleviate downward pressure on urea prices, but many industry analysts aren't quite optimistic. On top of China's steel production and economic growth uncertainties this year, new capacity would continue to add downward pressure on coal prices. BHP Biliton, the world's largest exporter of coking coal, also said recently that it doesn't expect coal prices to lift up anytime soon.