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-Initial Activation- March 23, 2185 0600 hours Station AC23741-25 (Icebox Station) Ryan Sellers was in heaven. The sand was warm from a day of baking in the tropical sun, the sunset painted the horizon in a million different.... BEEP BEEP BEEP. Ryan frowned at the intrusion of the harsh noise...

Kyrin Tyrnain looked up at the bright jingle of bells as someone opened the door to his modest shop. Setting aside the small piece of stone he had been carving into the semblance of a liska, he brushed the fine stone dust from his apron and rose, moving to the curtain that separated his work...

The tales are true you know. There are vampires, witches, werewolves and lots of other creatures, both benign and not so benign. Most of the human population is ignorant of the supernatural world, but there are a few who know they are not alone in the world. What they don't know, is that...

Ah, the grand life as a member of the Terran Confederate Navy. Long deployments to the back side of the colonies, trying, and mostly failing, to curb the ever increasing pirate raids on inter-colonial shipping. Months of boredom, occasionally punctuated by a few days of interest when your ship...

Ryan looked around the, well, it wasn't a strip mall, but one of the converted industrial complexes that now housed trendy markets, over priced clothing stores, and restaurants with odd names, and sighed. Something was causing problems, and despite the urgent requests for updates by his client...

OK @Red Sinfonia , time to find out if we're the bumpers or the bumpees.

Reserved for myself and Red Sinfonia

The world is just as strange as we imagine it to be. Well, worlds actually. Worlds that exist side by side, populated by being who mostly want nothing more than to go about their business, living their lives peacefully. Sometimes though, the worlds...bump. On both sides there are those who deal...