NEZZERUS

I was reading Tycho's rant over at Penny Arcade, when this caught my eye. "certainly, being in a house full of browncoats for the Serenity preview provided satisfaction at near optimal levels." And, if you look at the strip for super bowl sunday, Gabe mentions Firefly. Yay, famous (well, sort of) people like Firefly/Serenity! Warm fuzzies all around! ~WG out

KAYNA

I haven't posted anything here in a bit. I've been caught up in studying for finals and the discovery of the Appreciatin' Nathan thread. Those ladies are kinda crazy, in a good way. Anyway, I've been working on the last wp in my character series. It's River and it's almost done. I swear. I would like to do some drawings but our printer/scanner isn't working. Arrrrrrggg :pissed: I'm also working on part two of Lost Souls but it's not going super well. Writer's block sucks.

CRAJON

Well today is my day off from work and I'm enjoying it.

GIRLASKEW

I have not been around all week. This is the first night since Sunday that I have been able to function properly. I have massive allergies, which is unfortunate, because I live in the 3rd worst city for allergies in the country. I have not been able to sleep through the night, because as soon as the pain meds wear off, my ear throbs and keeps me up. So I take more medicine, sing Mal's Song to myself(Thank you, Escape Key!)and try to fall back asleep. But better or not it's 10pm and I have to do some light cleaning becasue I felt like crap all week, my apartment looks like I felt, ya see. Tonght I caught up on my blogs and threads. Tomorrow, I fic. Speaking of, I can't read fic at work anymore, they are keeping us on a short internet leash. Sigh. Anyway, I'm out.

SIGMANUNKI

So, it was the birthday today. Worked for a few hours. It really is surprising how long secure code takes to write. So, many things to consider. Couldn't go out because the wife is sick (she's getting better), but whatever. Birthdays aren't exactly exciting for me anymore. So, I was told that I "got" a iPod nano. I had to order it though because my the people in my life are scared that they'd order the wrong thing. It's apparently shipped, so it'll probably be where I'm moving to on Thr by the time I get there. Anyway, back to work.

NEZZERUS

I posted some of the concept art from Pot23C, and it came out bad. At the moment, my scanner hates me and is not working, and my digital camera is a piece of go se. As a reult, the images are not very pretty to look at. Half because of the fuzziness, and half because of my lack of, uhm, artistic ability. I'll just say that they look a whole lot better when they're not all blurry and crap. Also, what I've posted have both gotten 1 ratings. I don't care if you hate it, people, just tell me WHY you hate it so I can fix it. Constructive criticism is good criticism. ~WG out

HERA

Total randomness here. My mind was out there floating the other day, and I had a vision. The job I would like to have is Interplanetary Garbage Retrieval Specialist. Retrieval, not collecting, because, like, the garbage isn't collected in space, it's just floating out there. You have to go out and get it. Because, if you hit it, you're toast. Or could be, if your hull isn't strong enough. Think of the service to humanity. Sort of like a sci-fi "Catcher in the Rye". So, the Interplanetary Debris Collection Force would be established to remove this very real hazard from interplanetary space lanes.This hazard is a little intimidating, and kinda real. Even now, in 2006, how much is out there? How much debris is out there from every Apollo moon mission? Out there waiting. Waiting to whack you when you least expect it as you're trying to sneak by on your way to Sedna. What brought this to mind was the scene in "Bushwacked" where the Alliance ship is blowing up the settlers' vessel. I remember thinking, even the first time I saw it, "OH MY FUCKING GOD, what they hell are they doing?" All those pieces floating in space, some only the size of a dinner plate, ready to smack some unsuspecting space traveler, doing possible mortal damage. There is no decomposition in space. Nothing is reabsorbed. I've always been sensitive to the whole "Reduce. Reuse. Recycle." paradigm, and here's the Alliance, just blowing this contained, reusable item into itty bitty bits. A nice, large chunk they could have towed somewhere and repurposed. Basically atomized, bit-mapped, pulverized. The hazard multiplied exponentially. Even Mal wanted them to blow it up. So it's not an evil Alliance mind-set. It's a human mind-set. Perhaps it's lack of sleep, perhaps I'm channeling my favorite scene from the Wim Wenders film "Until the End of the World", where the heroine finally finds her calling working on a satellite space station monitoring the Earth surface for eco-crimes. I want to do that. Really. Wouldn't that be fun? Making a difference? Saving the world from the humans that live on it? So. Specifics. You're in command of a short-range vessel, basically floating, tracking debris. The most important effort-saving initiative (read: money; read: fuel; read: time) would be to capture as many "elements" ("targets"?, the nomenclature itself is intriguing) using the least amount of fuel. Think of how fun it would be to set up the computer program to computate and navigate the space in between these "elements" using the least amount of resources. Other specifics. Storage. Reclamation. Arms? Armatures? The best, oh my goodness, the best, would be to "reclaim" the "elements" using motion only, much like the "barn swallow" maneuver from "Serenity". You track, you match speed, you align, and then just scoop them into your storage bay. No muss, no fuss. No unseemly use of fuel for redirection. No banging of tins. No jarring of seams. Well, there was jarring of seams in "Serenity", but I think they were in a rush. It would make me proud to say that my job involved making the 'verse safer for interplantary travel. And think what the crew could earn on eBay, selling what we find out there. Incomprehensible amounts of money, to my way of thinking. But perhaps the whole enterprise could be not-for-profit. We sell what we find, we pay our livings, we pay our expenses. We keep flying. We keep making space safe for travelers. Man, I sure am going off here, huh? Gee. There's no need to take our existing paradigm into space. Even in a "futuristic tale" such as FF, the same holds true, even though the science doesn't support the "wasteful enterprise". Just because we don't live there, don't mean we can dump junk there. Traveling around in times to come may very well depend on how well we manage our space trash now. I know there's enough out there even now to keep an Interplanetary Debris Collection Force busy for possibly a lifetime. Huh. My little flight of fancy turned into this totally boring morality tale about recycling. My apologies. I usua

FOLLOWMAL

Well, don't know if anyone will check this out here, but I'm putting it down nonetheless. I will be gone til Sunday evening, and I hate it, but I have no choice. But I'll be back "home" then. I hate leaving this wondrous place. Anyone looking for me, send me a message, I'll get back to you and anyone have any questions in regards to Serenity Day, message me or email me and I'll get back to you. Any new folks needing a 'coat, message me, or post, I'll be back and open the storeroom and get you you're 'coat. Hang in there, everyone.. it'll all be right in the end. Diane FollowMal

CAPTAINJAMESKIRK

Can anyone who reads this message tell me how I can stop receiving E-mail messages when my messages have been responded to? I'd appreciate it.

BRAINSPECIALIST

Through remarkable methods made easier by servers, I have access to the internet! Huzzah! Chapters 8-13 will be uploaded today. Thanks for hanging in, Zac. P.S. For the love of God, please leave some feedback. If possible, a review would also be nice.

BELLONA

SHE'S HERE!!! MY NIECE IS HERE!!! after 9 months of pregnancy, 48 hours of labour, an epidural and a near-caesarean, little ailidh fyfe-arnott was finally born two weeks late at 8pm melbourne time on the 20th of april weighing 6lbs 15oz to proud parents lisa and ian. i've already started on her first jayne-hat. b edit: here she is in all her cute glory. tom and katie, eat yer heart out!

REAVERKILLER

I'm tired. This is like a tiredness that never ends. Why does it always happen on the weekend and today is my friends b-day. I had to do this gorram service project that we had to do for Earth Day which was where we had to clean a highway for 2 to 3 hours and I was dressed in black. Black gorrammit!!!

TRAVIS037

I have made a low grade arcade style firefly game, i will be working on others, to get this i will have to email it to u, my email is travishelms@hotmail.com

NEZZERUS

I was browsing around the site, doing nothing in particular, when I had the greatest idea for Pot23C. It should provide an entire chapter or two's worth of material, and it has a very strong connection to Firefly. I want to tell you, I really do, but I can't or I'd spoil the surprise! I still love you all, but if I told you, the wrathful gods of fanfic writing would strike me dead as I typed. So I have no control over it. And on a completely unrelated note, I wacthed all of Moulin Rouge for the first time today. It was weird at first seeing Ewan McGregor without a lightsaber or assault rifle, but I enjoyed it very much (UNDERSTATEMNET) ~WG out

WILDIGSTART

Sorry, but this is just buggin me. In the last few weeks, I've seen a dozen threads with the title 'RE.' Some have even been 'RE: RE.' How am I supposed to know if I've read it or not? Or what the thread subject? Or, well, anything? I've clicked on the same RE ten times not knowing if it's one of the ones I was interested in reading. Please give your thread a title. Even if it's 'I couldn't think of a title but I have a question about tshirts' or 'My name is thatweirdgirl and this is my thread.' Thank you. I don't usually complain...really...:kiss: