ooops forgot to post this many new ffml members may be confused by
the first chapter
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("Alan" means "precious/noble". Stop
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"Five sacred laws. I've broken four of them myself.
I'd of broken the fifth but there are no sheep aboard."
<Dave Lister from Red Dwarf>
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"Man is he ticked. I wouldn't want to be me right now
but I don't have a choice"
< Goku from DBZ>
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Priss: "Whatever I drank to have this dream,
I've got to remember to try it again."
by Adrian Tymes
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Or not to be that is the question before the bench
For the less traveled is paved with good intentions
>From whose dark bore no traveler returns
It is a far far better thing that Christmas morn
For tomorrow is another day
A shot rang out, the shot heard round the world,
suddenly guns to the left of me guns to right of me
<Miss Ayumi from Project A-Ko>
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yudenakya nama-BIIRU
*if i don't boil it, it's still draft beer
<from Dragon Half ending song, Watashi no Tamagoyaki>
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BGC Fic
Ghost in The Shell
By Battlekrome
Warning this can be considered a DARK fic reader beware!
Prologue: MIA
Nene came to with a headache. The last thing she remembered was
being thrown through a wall by that boomer then a bright light. She
keyed up a system and life support check. Systems read fine
with nominal damage to systems and major damage to the weapon systems.
What wasn't good was the life signs read nothing. No pulse, no breathing, no
nothing. Nene rationalized the reading as a malfunction because there was no
other way that she could be reading that data. Looking around she found
herself in a hollow of rubble from a collapsed building. "Must of collapsed
after I was knocked out".
Nene pushed off the small chunks of concrete and brick off herself and
sat up. Looking carefully at herself she realized that the file for damage
assesment must of been corrupted beacause she knew that her systems
shouldn't read no armor penetration when obviously she had holes in her hard
suit. Scanning for thickness and possible openings in the rubble Nene saw a
speck of light penetrating from above. Moving herself to look at the opening
she saw clear sky above. In the light she gave herself a good look over,
parts of the suit were blackened and charred and some black stains that
might be dried blood.
Nene realized if she was ever going to get back to the Knight Saber hideout,
she'd have to radio for pickup or disguise herself and walk there. The
first option was out of the question due to her comm system wasn't working
and the Knight Wing was too obvious.
Looking closely at the opening she saw that she'd be able to get out in she
could just push this one slab out of the way. With a quick query to her
suits strength enhancements Nene realized that she could move it but just
barely. Then something caught her eye in the HUD
her weapon systems in her right arm had been repaired. Querying the system
about all she was able to get out was that the weapon on a check had said it
was operational. Nene didn't know much about the hard suits only that the
mechanics of them were beyond her and the programming was also out of her
area of expertise. She realized that she'd have to look into this 'repair
system' later.
With a mighty heave Nene pushed over the slab of concrete blocking her exit.
Nene glanced around to make sure the coast was clear and then limped over to
the dumpster that had been formerly inbetween
the two buildings. Rumaging through the trash there she found a large tarp
that had been thrown out.
"Well this will have to do" she remarked to herself.
Cloaking herself with the tarp and pulling a pair of tattered gloves over
her hard suit's 'hands' Nene moved off toward find where she was in relation
to Raven's Garage or the Silky Doll.