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January Challenge - Word Prompt
purplecleric
The word for January is...

RESOLUTION

Too obvious?

Well, consider some of the other meanings - 'the quality of being determined or resolute' or 'the action of solving a problem or contentious matter'. Those of a more scientific or technical bent might like to think of 'the process of reducing or separating something into constituent parts or components' or 'the smallest interval measurable by a telescope or other scientific instrument; the resolving power.'

Maximum of 500 words, any format and the word does not have to be in the text - it's just there for inspiration. Post your entries here before 31st January - there's no prize except kudos!

I'm looking forward to seeing what you come up with...
 
Spaceship Dispatcher
The first part of a very long and untitled story, made up of 24 random and not neccesarily connected fanfics, by SD...

Avon stared deeply into the screen of his computer terminal, the glow illuminating his face in the subdued lighting of the flight deck. The dimmed lights were an experiment being carried out by Jenna, based on her knowledge of space travel. Knowledge gained as a smuggler, but any kind of experience of living for months in space was more than he or any other member of the crew could offer. She had explained that, even when you live your life in space or shut up in a living dome, the human body still needs natural cycles of day and night to function properly. Therefore, the lights on the Liberator had been set to a timer. Not so that they would switch off altogether, but there would be periods of lower light levels to help the crew relax at the same time every few hours. Of course, that would make ‘night watch’ more challenging as it would be harder to stay awake and alert. But the computer aided flight systems of the ship would help sufficiently to alert the crew if the vessel came under threat. Avon was currently on this so-called night watch, but sleep was far from his mind. He was studying information taken from Federation systems by their resident super computer, the transparent box of genius and flashing lights known as Orac.

The project had Avon completely fascinated, so incredible and unique was the premise, but it would also be difficult to reach. The research station was located on a privately owned and funded satellite, officially neutral and the property of two businessmen. Orac had thrown some doubt on their actual neutrality since these wealthy men, the billionaire media mogul Artie Gypie III and his partner in crime Steven Tunn, both had most of their money invested in Federation controlled banks. The machine being developed under their protection was worth any effort to procure however, in Avon’s opinion. It was the personal achievement of a scientist called Dr. January Chalinj, one of her generation’s leading physicists, and went by the ambiguous acronym PaGenT. Finally, Orac had managed to uncover the meaning of the project’s curious title. Now Avon was sure of two things: he must have the new technology for himself, but also it was of vital importance that the Federation not gain it. And when Avon said he wanted it for himself, that was exactly what he meant. Nobody else in Blake’s band of rebels would appreciate the opportunities, least of all Blake himself. How could he enlist their help without letting them know what they actually doing? Blake managed that particular trick all the time, but Avon was not Blake and it would take some planning to get his hands on the Pan Genre Transition machine. Suddenly, there was a sound behind him and he spun around to see Jenna staring down at him…
Reversing the polarity of the neutron flow. I bet that means something. It sounds great.

Blake's 7: Trojan Horse (s4 fanfic) - Blake's 7: Through the Needle's Eye (s2 fanfic)

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purplecleric
Blimey, SD - you're quick off the mark!

This one had me a little puzzled- until I moved onto the second January challenge...
 
littlesue
Crumbs...only 500 words?!!!
It's just like being back at school again...during the English Lit/Lang Exam.
"....please turn your paper over and select one question..."
I normally picked the picture prompt....
....hm
Cold.....you don't know the meaning of cold.
Cold is when you have ice on the INSIDE of the window!!!


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purplecleric
littlesue wrote:

Crumbs...only 500 words?!!!

It's just like being back at school again...during the English Lit/Lang Exam.


The idea is that it's just playtime - nothing too onerous or overwhelming.

And everyone will get an 'A' for effort...
 
President Solvite
A Blake's 7 Word Story

"Get off me Gan!" said Avon flatly.


EDIT
Credit to Website Mutoid
From a conversation in a Pub oh so many years ago...
Edited by President Solvite on 03 January 2015 09:28:36
 
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Hugbot
Resolutions

"It is my resolution to fight until free men can think and speak again, until power is back with the honest man," Blake proclaimed.

"You should change your resolution," Jenna retorted and stormed off the flight deck.

"What was all that about?" Blake looked puzzled.

"She was talking about the resolution of your eye," Cally explained, "you only see the big mass of mankind. You should look at individuals instead. In particular one special individual that is indeed very special to us all."

"I do not have the faintest idea what you are talking about!"

Cally sighed. "Yes," she said, "and that is the problem."
 
purplecleric
Yippee , more people coming out to play!

@ PS - you are wicked - can we expect a Blake's 7 word story each month?

@ Hugbot - Excellant! Even more so as it's not in your native language.

So who's next?
 
littlesue
purplecleric wrote:

littlesue wrote:

Crumbs...only 500 words?!!!

It's just like being back at school again...during the English Lit/Lang Exam.


The idea is that it's just playtime - nothing too onerous or overwhelming.

And everyone will get an 'A' for effort...


An 'A'? That's more than I got for the exam!!
Now to have a ponder..............................
Cold.....you don't know the meaning of cold.
Cold is when you have ice on the INSIDE of the window!!!


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sues youtube channel http://www.youtub...e54/videos
sues book shelf https://www.media...ne%20Shelf
rebel run video http://www.youtub...prqS-XZtLo
Lara and Sue's Stories http://lectorisal....webs.com/
 
President Solvite
Season D Christmas Special

Another Blake's 7 Word story

Everyone loves a Yule Og at Christmas*


*Substitute your own celebration of choice here if desired
 
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Lurena
Geat story SD! Thank you!

Hugbot, brilliant and priceless!!!

I have a little writers block at the mo, but some bits cross my mind...
Lara&Sue's Blake's 7 stories
*No, I am not. I am not expendable, I'm not stupid, and I'm not going.*
 
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purplecleric
OK, my turn:

Resolution

Light years.

This is the distance between stars. It was the lengths they had travelled and the time it had taken to come this far. So very far. A measurement that was unable to encompass the changes within them or between them.

Spacials.

This is the distance from orbit to planet. The range a dying ship travels to its eventual demise.

Kilometres.

This is the distance between forest and the final showdown. The space between woods and would have been.

Metres.

This is the distance between friend and foe. It is a fundamental unit of length that fails to define who is what.

Centimetres.

This is the distance between barrel and blood. How far a blast travels until it severs the bonds of friendship, until trust and truth and lies and love are beyond measurement.

Millimetres.

This is the distance between two men. The distance between betrayal and loyalty; between a friend lost, a friend found, a friend lost again. This is the distance between the shock and the realisation. This is the distance between a sigh and a smile.

And the smallest distance of them all is one so small it has never been measured, never been named.

This is the distance between life and death.
 
Travisina
Hugbot - I'm in awe of your command of English! You've written a very neat little tale.

PC - That's beautiful, and really moving. It reads like poetry.
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There's no point being grown up if you can't be childish sometimes
 
Anniew
This is too long so i accept you may not post it. It's my first go at Blakes 7.
Resolution

No measure of safety now. The base's blown. We'll have to abandon it. And where to next? Where the hell can we go where the odds favour our survival? If that idiot Tarrant could keep it in his pants we might have.....no, irritating though he is the Alliance was dead before it started. How...how the hell did she get wind of it, scupper it at the first hurdle? Come on come on, you're renowned for your logic. Reason it out.
Three possibilities - maybe four...

Zukan told her. If he formed an alliance with the Federation, well, what better way of shoring up his control of the border planets? But why trust her? Why trust her to keep her word? His fleet's a match for anything the Federation can muster. Ally with us and he .... Ah. Resources.... Respectability! Expensive to join with us and fight her so he gambles. Gambles that he'll get the antidote from the base and be able to manufacture and administer it so even if she does go back on her word and attack she won't succeed. If she keeps it, he's avoided war and made himself so rich, powerful and respectable that nothing can touch him. Yes! It's what I would have done, if I didn't know her so well. Ally with her and you're dead within the week as he discovered. Rich and respectable....wasn't that my dream?

"Congratulations Avon, you are showing the rudiments of logical deduction".

Shut up Orac. Of course that's how it happened except..., I can't rule out the possibility that we also have a traitor in our midst. Villa perhaps? Revenge over Malador? He'd have to crawl out of the soma bottle and I can't see him having the courage. Dayna hates her too much and I think she sees me as a substitute father. Was that a snort Orac? Derision doesn't become you. Soolin now... No she's no traitor. She doesn't have that sort of ambition. Tarrant on the other hand..... I've never trusted him and something definitely happened between him and Servalan on Virn. He could be feeding her information about our plans. An ex-federation Captain without a reasonable explanation for his defection. Hates me too - he'd love to hand me over to her and watch while her trained thugs experimented on me. Would he betray Dayna though?the idiot 'd probably persuade himself he'd keep her safe. But is he ....ruthless enough to devise such a scheme? And what do I do anyway if he is a traitor? We can't survive without a pilot, can we?

" I assume that is a rhetorical...."

Damn, damn, damn! A good plan, a great plan , our best chance of safety. Where to go from here? And do I dare do anything while the third possibility still exists......that the bitch conditioned me on Terminal. Unlikely but just possible. Unlikely because the set up was designed to get her hands on the Liberator and to maroon us on Terminal to die. Possible because her devious mind might have wanted insurance in case I escaped. And if she did condition me to let her know my plans - it would explain the farce on Zerok and why the blasted woman seems to turn up wherever we go.

" I can assure you my scan...."

Yes Orac, I know you claim that I'm not conditioned, just unlucky. Well now that just leaves the fourth possibility and that's that Ensor programmed you to serve the Federation and you are selling us out to Servalan.

" I must point out that if that was the case, she would hardly be so desperate to get her hands on me. She could access my data banks whenever she chose. Really Avon do use that much vaunted brain! "

True. True. So I can assume that we do not have a traitor in our midst, that I am of sound mind and that you have not been instilled with the urge to spill our secrets to Servalan. What do we do next? Run away and hide? Not practical - finding resources with the Federation breathing down our necks is tantamount to suicide? Ally with the Federation? Fine if we want to find ourselves paraded in front of the masses and executed painfully as an example. So that leaves, ....

" I assume you plan to find a suitable figure head to front your plan to form an Alliance with the border planets against the pacification programme. Someone who trusts you enough to believe you know what you are doing and that your plan will work. Someone like ...Blake perhaps." .

Oh Dear God.....is that the only way? There must be a better... I can't get dragged into that again...

"Really Avon, if you keep tossing my key about in that frenzied manner you're bound to drop it and......"

I am perfectly prepared to put a spanner in your works, Orac if you keep interrupting..

" Well....."

Enough! Gods...What the hell did I do to deserve this? Tarrant's bad enough but him and Blake? Villa's bound to go whining to him about Malador and if Jenna's still with him, then the only one I can count on to support me would be Dayna. Soolin ....yes maybe she could be persuaded to stand up to Blake if his bleeding heart put us in too much danger. But I'll have to tell them how we lost the Liberator..

"And Cally."

Yes thank you Orac. And Cal..

" Should you be starting on the brandy so early in the day?

Is it too early to ask you to refrain from interrupting me with your puerile Puritan opinions? May I remind you that your survival is at stake as much as ours if I get this wrong. Think...think... If he's got a base, well that's somewhere to hide and he'll need my expertise. I've got the Star Drive and teleport to trade. He's loved by the rabble and he's persuasive enough to get them wading up to their armpits in blood if we need them to. But his damnable pity, can I stomach that? And that look he gets, that superior moral disapproval when he learns about some of the compromises I've made to survive...... You can bet Villa will fall over himself to tell him all about those, him and Tarrant, without any acknowledgement that if it wasn't for me they'd be dead, ten times over. Can I trust him anyway? He's never been in touch since he left, for all I know he's been captured and programmed again to betray the rebellion. It's a hell of a risk. And I'll have to tell him about Cal..about Cal....

" Are you well Avon? I notice your hand seems to be shaking. My data banks have identified this as a symptom of ill-health or emotional..."

Don't be ridiculous. Of course I am well. Just a little tired. Thinking ahead for all of you would fatigue even the Supreme Commander or whatever the hell she's calling herself these days. Oh Gods you're right. It's the only way to win and winning is the only safety!

" So you require... You wish..... Avon I cannot hear you if you persist in banging your head against that wall..."

Orac. I'm resolved. Listen to me carefully. I am instructing you to redeem your boast and follow Blake's line through the pattern of infinity.....whatever the hell that means. Find me Blake and find him quickly.

"Affirmative"

Thank you Orac. Oh God what the hell have I done?
 
BradPaula
I've been enjoying reading all your submissions people. Very good! Keep it coming!
Zil: Oneness must resist the Host.
 
Travisina
@Anniew - well yes, it's long - but it's ever so good! Is this really your first B7?
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There's no point being grown up if you can't be childish sometimes
 
purplecleric
@Anniew - who cares if it's long? We're rebels - rules were made to be broken!

Seriously, though - I really enjoyed taking a stroll through Avon's thoughts and it was very well done.
 
Anniew
Awe thanks for the positive feedback. Have always written, but not for publication for many, many years, and never for Blakes 7. I have devoured just about every bit of fan fiction about the series written however in the last year and am amazed at the high standard of everyone's work. Some of it is exceptional.
As you can see I have my own take on Avon; less angsty and more a revenge hero - someone denied justice and seeking it and with the best moral code he can realistically follow in an immoral society. However I enjoy all takes on the Universe, classic, AU, pre series and post GP, slash, het even the pornographic stuff which I tend to skip through but still find mildly titilating. Much too inhibited to write my own and the familiarity some of the writers have with sex toys, sadism, bondage etc truly staggers me as, as far as I can tell they all lead fairly ordinary lives. Is it all on Wikipedia? All the writers present plausible takes just not 'my' take and I love them all. It's a tribute to the series that it can inspire such creativity.
Really looking forward to being part of this community.
 
Spaceship Dispatcher
Excellent fanfic Anniew, really enjoyed reading that! Interesting idea, that the mental conditioning Avon goes through to create the false vision of meeting Blake on Terminal might actually have contributed to the way his character develops in the final series. I'm not sure if its been used before I not, but the way you explored the ideas from Avon's point of view and worked an argument with Orac into the narrative simultaneously was really rather good.
Reversing the polarity of the neutron flow. I bet that means something. It sounds great.

Blake's 7: Trojan Horse (s4 fanfic) - Blake's 7: Through the Needle's Eye (s2 fanfic)

Spaceship Dispatcher's fanfic site
 
littlesue
From the keyboards of Lurena and myself (and the drawing board of Lurena!), we present:
Resolution

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He stared at the paper again, wondering if it was worth the risk. In his hand was the difference between a certain future on Cygnus Alpha or an uncertain future with him.
Blake.
Neither prospect was particularly pleasant, especially as within minutes of making his acquaintance, Avon had decided that this man was trouble.
It didn’t help that Blake had informed the others exactly what he, Avon, was planning to do.
“Was it wise to put that idea into his head?” the woman called Jenna had asked.
“He’s already thought of it,” Blake had replied.
That news had not gone down too well with the one called Vila.
“Let’s kill him now!” Vila had suggested.
Blake had casually dismissed it, deciding to take some positive action of his own. As far as Avon was concerned, the hair brained scheme was destined for disaster. But at least Blake was willing to try.
Whereas he, Avon, was content to wait for the right moment to implement his own plan; the plan which was still staring up at him from the small sheet of paper.
A way out.
Possibly a better way out than that being offered by Blake.
Only four of the other prisoners had decided to follow Blake’s lead and go without food or drink; to rid themselves of the drugs used to pacify the unwilling cargo on its way to Cygnus Alpha.
He too, had decided to abstain, but he was still unsure why.
Avon smiled; maybe the scheme being engineered by Blake would succeed.
But should he be part of it?
What if it went wrong?
Avon allowed himself a furtive glance in the direction of the guard. Why hadn’t he noticed that one of the prisoners was missing?
Any moment now he would, and then Blake’s dream would be over.
Maybe it would be best to sit away from the others, just in case the alarm was raised.
He returned to gazing at the sheet of paper, the meaning of the schematics known only to him. It was a choice he did not relish….

…The sound of the siren was incessant; demanding his attention.
The sheet of paper slowly evaporated to reveal Blake; his body bloodied and broken at his feet.
Avon felt as if he had suddenly awoken from a nightmare.
But it was all too real.
He raised his eyes, taking in the scene of carnage that had unfolded about him after he had pulled the trigger.
Jenna’s words echoed in some faraway memory…..
“Was it wise to put that thought in his head?”
“He’s betrayed us,” Tarrant had said, “Even you…Avon.”
That had sown the seed; had blinded him to Blake’s explanation...
And now, only he, Avon, was left standing.
The one who didn’t want to be any part of Blake’s fight against the Federation.
The one who supposedly didn’t care for the honest man.
The one who supposedly cared only for himself.
How wrong they were.
The guards were slowly encircling him.
Avon looked down, again, at Blake.
“Don’t manipulate me, Blake”.
Oh, but he had…
That sheet of paper seemed of little importance now; a once in a lifetime chance to escape this man; gone...
He drew in a deep breathe; maybe his last, and stood astride the one person who had trusted him, despite everything.
His dilemma was of no consequence; not now.
As the shrill siren was silenced, the problem was about to be resolved.
Slowly, he raised his gun…
…and smiled.
Cold.....you don't know the meaning of cold.
Cold is when you have ice on the INSIDE of the window!!!


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