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ME Andromeda Fan Fiction: Part 2 – The Fall

If you haven’t read the first part of the fan fiction you can find it right

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Like I always do before sharing my writing for the fan fiction, I share with you the game play that inspired it. You can watch it or skip it, the choice it up to you. I just find when you watch the game play you get a better idea of the characters I’m going to write about. Anywho, that’s all for now. Enjoy!

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The Fall

The air smelt stale, as I opened my eyes to find myself not where I thought I would be. The rocky landscape, the zapping echo of lightening, the humming of the monstrous mysterious machinery vibrating through the ground had all gone silent. The only sound I could hear was my heart beating in my ears and the faint whistling breath I released out my nose.

Where was I? This wasn’t Habitat 7 or any place on the Hyperion I knew of. Was I even on the ship? Was I in a room?

Pulling myself to my feet, I tried to find my balance. The empty space made it had to get my bearings but after a faltering step I managed to keep my balance. The black room gave me no clear details of where it began or ended. I could feel my hands and feet but couldn’t see them.

“Transfer at 68%.” That was SAM‘s voice. The computerized harmonics of his voice were distinct enough to recognize, but the volume was almost a whisper.

“SAM, where am I?” I waited for the AI to answer but after a long silent minute I knew he wouldn’t reply. Maybe he couldn’t hear me? Maybe my implant wasn’t working or communications were lost again? “SAM?”

“Transfer at 73%.”

What transfer? Was I being transferred somewhere? Was I locked in some kind of chamber for quarantine? Sure, that last idea was possible with the dangers we came across on the surface. Still, I thought I would remember how I got to this room or what was going on.

I walked towards SAM’s voice, at least I assumed that was the direction SAM’s voice was coming from. The closer I walked the louder his voice became, but before I could call out again I was blinded by a white light. I stepped back, lifting my arms to guard my eyes.

“Sara.” That was dad’s voice.

Unshielding my eyes, I could see we were back on the platform standing before the inner chamber of the tower we had been searching. The humming of the electronics were almost deafening outside, but the moment we stepped into the large chamber everything became muted. There in the center of the room was the large triangular control board, or so we assumed. I felt a pat on my arm, watching my dad walk towards the control board with a smile plastered across his face. Without hesitation I followed on his heels.

“These are the moments that make it all worth while.” He didn’t say it but I heard the words like a memory whispering in the back of my mind. I remembered this room and remembered how dad was able to connect with the control board. He had fixed the weather; stopping the lightening to allow for our shuttle to get off planet.

My stomach turned when a bolting memory shot through my mind. A wave of energy had thrown us out of the room. I had fallen off the platform and landed somewhere below. My throat burned and as I forced myself to swallow I could remember the panic of being unable to breathe.

“Dad, don’t! Something bad is going to happen if you touch that.” I hurried to take his hand, hoping to stop him from reactivating the console. He lifted my hand to the console, before taking a step back. The console hummed louder, as I turned to look back over my shoulder to see my dad was no longer there. Again I was alone.

“Make me proud.” His voice whispered, feeling a pain in my chest like a knife stabbing through my rib cage. There was a high pitch buzzing in my ears as I gripped my head with my hands.

A rush of images darted through my mind – mom, Scott, dad. I saw the Prothean site on Mars and the Citadel where I grew up.

“What’s going on!?” I scream, crumpling to the ground in pain from the buzzing in my head.

“Transfer complete, please stand by.”

 

ME Andromeda Fan fiction: Zero Day

Before you begin reading, I would suggest you watch the video below. This will explain the events mentioned in the fan fiction and help you piece together some of the things I elude to. This, of course, is just a suggestion. So, if you are here just for the fan fiction please enjoy.

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ZERO DAY

“When people look back on this – and they will – they’ll remember we didn’t give up. We kept dreaming. That our first, few faltering steps in Andromeda were the beginning of everything they know.”

Dad’s words echoed in my head like a corrupted data file. The overwhelming feeling of needing to succeed rested on our backs. 20,000 lives depended on us to find them a new home. As amazing as that felt… the pressure was high now that we were stuck in a place we knew little about.

The shuttle shuddered in the turbulence of the strange energy cloud that snaked its way across the Heleus Cluster, reaching out towards the world we were supposed to call home. As I looked out the window towards the Ark Hyperion tangled in the branches of the cloud I couldn’t help but feel a wave of dread for what was to come.

This wasn’t how things were supposed to go down. The plan was to sleep for 600 years and wake up in a new galaxy where we wouldn’t have these problems. We were supposed to wake up to new Golden Worlds to turn into the new homes of the Milky Way species and create a diplomatic order around peace and new discovery.

Those plans were now bust. Nothing we had planned was working out so far.

Shaking my head, I tried to rid myself of the fogginess I felt from the lingering drugs in my system. Being in stasis for 600 years has its side effects, but being ordered to take part in a mission run by your dad after just waking up from said 600 year nap is another thing.

Tough love? Some would call it that, but it was more trying to live up to the Ryder name. My father back in the Milky Way had been an N7 – a respected soldier of the Alliance – until his dishonorable discharge. Somehow he had been given the chance to become the Human Pathfinder to the Initiative. His mission now, to find a new home, and as his daughter that was big shoes to fill.

With a deep breath, I looked out the window again towards the snaking energy anomaly. We wouldn’t have even considered touching down on Habitat 7 if our Ark wasn’t stuck in that mess. We were supposed to go to the Nexus, meeting ground for all the Arks travelling to the Andromeda Galaxy. Another thing that didn’t work out.

Captain Dunn, the one responsible for getting our Ark to safety, wasn’t able to contact the Nexus and so now we were heading to explore a home that by first glance looked like a death trap. I signed up for adventure, so I guess I got exactly what I was looking for.

“How’s your brother doing?” Fisher’s voice buzzed away in the earpiece of my helmet. I glanced over my shoulder to see him sitting behind the pilot’s seat.

Fisher had been one of the Pathfinder Team members I had gotten to meet back in the Milky Way. He was friends with my twin brother, Scott. They met on some mission or at some conference while watching over one of the Relays. He was a good shot but shit at poker – or so I was told.

“Lexi says he’s stable – she has to put him in a coma until his brain starts working right… or something like that.” I tried to explain, unsure if what I was saying was even making any sense.

Waking from stasis is like waking up after a long, hard night of drinking. Your body feels heavy, breathing makes you want to vomit, and every sound is louder than it actually is. Pair that with people poking you and asking you questions it isn’t easy to think straight, yet along form coherent sentences. After two cups of coffee I still felt like shit, but according to the doctors and my SAM implant I was normal. Normal, of course, was great until our ship marooned on the anomaly knocking out gravity in the cryo bay and causing my brother’s stasis pod to malfunction. Normal quickly went downhill from there.

“You know Scott – he’s stubborn as hell, I wouldn’t worry about ‘im.” Fisher gave me a thumbs up before turning back to manning the coms that kept us in contact with Shuttle One – where my dad and his second-in-command, Cora, was.

I didn’t want to tell Fisher that wasn’t I too worried about Scott. My mind was busy digesting everything it had gone through prior to stepping foot on the shuttle. I was trying to psych myself up for what was to come. My brother was safe on the Hyperion under the care of the best doctors in the Andromeda Galaxy. What worried me was the mysteries awaiting me and the rest of the Pathfinder Team on what was supposed to be ‘New Earth’.

 

PART 2: THE FALL

Thinking Thursdays: Plotter or Pantser?

Hi everybody!

This week on Thinking Thursdays we are tackling the question: Are you a plotter or a pantser?

Simple answer is:

Yes.

Long answer:

I’m a both.

Majority of the time when it comes to writing I will be a pantser. I find my mind flows better when I’m not restricted by a set of restraints plotting puts on my style. I like the surprises I have when I write without plans because the story may end in a completely different way than what I believed it would be when I was working at the beginning.

With that said, since I am writing a series I have been doing some plotting. Not a lot of plotting but enough to hinder my voice… just enough that the story stays on track.

Once I have completed a book and it’s released I read through, taking notes of the important pieces that I foreshadowed to make sure I don’t miss revealing them in a later book. I also do a brief breakdown of what each character in the next book is going to do, what their plan/ goals are, and how they are going to reach them. It is then I start typing.

Something you all have to understand is I never look at a book as just one book. When I’m writing I look at a book like it is one episode in a season… or maybe better a season in a series. When I’m writing Children of Sirphan my brain is already thinking of what is happening in book 5 or 6. When I’m figuring out a chapter in book 3, my brain is thinking of ways to solve an issue in book 4. I write my stories with a large array of knowledge stuffed in my tiny brain that directs me to writing what ends up in the books I have and will be publishing.

People would say, “Well, Deanna, isn’t that plotting?”

To them I say, not really because when I come across an issue that I didn’t think about while writing my current book that one change could change the entire story my brain had pre-made for me to write. That means my brain sets fire to everything it has come up with, destroying my mind castle to its foundation before picking up the stones to start building everything again. I don’t have a set plan written down, or chapters jotted out. My notes are filled with character interactions but in all sense of the word I have no idea what they are going to do.

I have an end goal in mind – meaning I know how the series will end and various footpaths on how they could get there but I don’t have any set plans on which paths they are going to take.

The best way I can describe my writing approach is that I’m a DM (Dungeon Master) and my characters are my players. I have given them a world, their equipment, their skills but it is their personalities/ actions that drive the game. I could have planned them to take the left path but instead they chose the right leading to a completely different event but working towards the set end.

Does that make sense or have I lost all of you with that analogy?

Anyways the point I’m trying to make is that I’m not a traditional plotter type writer but at the same time I’m not a pantser either. I have ideas and plans on where I want my characters to go but sometimes they change the direction of the game. It keeps me interested in my writing and in turn continues to prove to me how much I love to write. I never know what my characters have planned and that’s fine with me.

Now for today’s questions:
Are you a plotter, pantser, or a little of both? Did you understand my D&D analogy? What is your favourite drink to have on a cold winter day? (Mine’s chai tea).
Until next time remember to stay safe, get creative, and as always toodles! ^.^

The Way To A Geek Girl’s Heart

At 11:30 am this morning – I like sleeping in – Mr. Canuck came into the room with his phone in hand and a smile on his face. He asked if I wanted to go for a walk after breakfast around our area. I was surprised by this as we normally just spend our weekends on separate computers – his upstairs and mine downstairs – communicating over Facebook chat or text message like we always have done.

(This may not be you’re idea of a perfect relationship but Canuck and I like our personal space, so how we do things in our house is perfect for us).

Anyways, I get up and get ready. Wash face, get into outdoor clothes, and sunscreen myself since the UV index is getting worse – thanks global warming – and I head downstairs where I find Canuck sitting on the couch on his phone. Beside him he has my phone and he hands it to me.

My little geek girl heart went a flutter when I saw the sign up page for Pokémon Go on my phone screen. I looked up at him and he had this big grin on his face where he then said, “There is a Poké Stop near our place if you want to start there.”

In other words, my introverted and not so outdoor enthusiastic partner is offering to go exploring with me on a Poké-Date.

Of course I said yes!

We started our adventure at 1 pm and discovered a couple of nice neighborhoods in our area. We caught a lot of flying and insect Pokémon as well as went to plenty of Poké Stops. We paused in the middle of our adventure at a Tim Horton’s where we refueled and cooled down. We evolved a Pidgey or two before heading out again to a hiking path which we never took before.

Our little Poké-adventure lasted 2 hours, bring us home tired, hungry, and sweaty at 3:15 pm. I crashed on the couch, Canuck went onto his computer, and now we are making dinner.

So, guys take note. If your girlfriend or partner is into Pokémon take them exploring. This is a great activity to do together and it also makes you look like less of a weirdo when you’re with someone else. Not saying you won’t look weird when you jump up and down after catching a favourite Pokémon… but you’ll likely get more comments like “Awe what a cute geek couple!”

It is also easy to point other Pokémon Go players out since you see them walking towards places you’ve already explored while their faces are buried in their phones. Traveling around with someone helps pass the time it takes to find what you need, and things may load faster on one device than another so you won’t be missing out on potential finds – or in our case one phone has a better battery life than the other.

These are just suggestions of course… no need to follow them. I’m just saying that this was the perfect Poké-Date for a nice Sunday afternoon. 🙂

The Forest: Tents But No Nudists (Part 4)

-Tents But No Nudists-

So, got across the river fine. Got a freaking rock in my converse and my pants are soaked but couldn’t be worse right?

That there was sarcasm. If you don’t know sarcasm you’re nothing to me. Then again… I’m writing to myself and therefore I know what sarcasm is and therefore I mean something to me… I don’t know I think I have a concussion or something… don’t ask me questions… or me don’t ask me questions!

I haven’t even been out here for a day and I’m already going crazy…

Anyways, walked along this path. I’m guessing that something made this a while back as it appears pretty clear asides from one tree, oh and a big freakin’ hole in the ground. I’m thinking this was one of those sights where they tested nukes back in the day. I wouldn’t know if this place is freaking radiated – I have no geiger counter. Maybe I could gig one up out of pop cans and microchips… I’m sure if I’m desperate enough I could MacGyver anything… although I’m more like a Bear Grylls when it comes to down to it.

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So… yeah… a big hole in the ground too steep for me to climb down unless my goal is to kill myself, which here’s a shocker, it isn’t. I’ll make sure to stay away from that thing unless I need to go down there. Here’s to hoping I don’t need to go there…

Continuing along the path I saw something bright orange in the distance. At first I thought prisoners with the bright neon orange through the trees, then I thought hunters. Turns out is wasn’t either of those. It was a freaking tent. Well not just one… at least four from my counting and behind them were some wooden structures of some sort. I made camp for the night, thinking maybe the owners of the neon tents would return.

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Nope. Nothing. No one… not even those nudists.

I should stop trying to find them and instead make camp somewhere… maybe near fresh water and a constant food source. If I do that maybe they will find me. Nothing could go wrong with that.

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PART 1
PART 2
PART 3

HTC Vive: My Life Is Now Virtual (Review)

After a month of backlog and cluster-frocks that is the shipping system HTC put in place to send out their VR systems, I finally got the chance to explore virtual reality. My inner Trekkie was thrilled when the box arrived around 12:30 PM on Thursday June 2nd. Both Mr. Canuck and I were biting our nails in anticipation for our own ‘holodeck’ and now we both can’t get enough of it.

Now, if you do not know what a Vive is… put simply it is a headpiece that displays images in front of your eyes and makes you feel like you’re inside a game. For more information check out my earlier post regarding this wonder in technology HERE.

SETTING UP THE SYSTEM:

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Super simple and easy to understand instructions that would flawlessly with our computer system. It took longer to move the couch and television out of the living room than it did setting up the Vive equipment.

Why the living room? It was the biggest space next to our master bedroom… and before you asked why we didn’t choose the master bedroom – we did contemplate it and kind of still are.

The Vive also has a great way of knowing where your boundary is. Once the stations are set up and have measured the perimeter of the play space they create a grid like pattern warning you of the places where the play area ends. This could mean stairs are beyond that point (we moved the couch in front of those to prevent injury), glass doors, or walls.

COMFORT:

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The adjustable straps are helpful and the htcviveheadpiece isn’t that heavy. The controllers are easy to us and comfortable to hold. I am prone to hand cramping with my PS2 controllers and that hasn’t happened with the Vive.

The reason I didn’t give a 10/10 for this are for two reasons.

One: the cord annoys the carp out of me. It wraps around my feet and break the immersion of the game. The cord also gets twisted up and pulls on the USB ports that causes the images to stutter sometimes also break the immersion.

Two: the material around the eyes gets nasty and by nasty I mean sweaty. After playing some hardcore archery game or music game that requires a lot of movement you are going to break a sweat… sweat that gets absorbed into the headpiece and makes it really uncomfortable to use.

GAMES:

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OH MY GODS I love the games for this system. Those games that are offered for free and those games you have to pay for all have something to love. If someone was to make a garbage can simulator it would be popular because everything in VR is fresh and exciting. One example of a simple yet amazing VR game is Job Simulator. It is funny and has its quirks but it makes simple tasks like working in a kitchen or fixing cars so much fun.

I will probably do some reviews on the games offered for VR that I’ve played… but if I can suggest one other to try – Tilt Brush. I made a 3D tree and camp fire just by drawing them in this VR world. Mr. Canuck has even found me laying on the floor looking up at the ceiling with the biggest smile on my face while where the helmet because I can draw things that become reality. Yes, I sound crazy… but try it and tell me you don’t feel the same.

With most VR games there is a lot of movement involved. Either you are moving your arms, bending, crawling, jumping… it doesn’t matter what these games get you active without you even thinking about it. I’ve never had a game make me physically tired before, which in my opinion is a great thing. Being active was what the Wii was supposed to do and they advertised that… but VR gets you moving without you even thinking about it.

The only issue I have with the games at the moment is the use of teleport. Yes, there are a few games on the market that actually design their game about using the given space of the room to their advantage but the majority of the game requires you to teleport around. This at first is intriguing but if the game relies mostly on you travelling about a level the teleport feature grows tedious and boring.

The best games I found that I’ve enjoyed require very little movement for your feet and focus the attention to using your arms to aim/ interact with the environment.

OVERALL OPINION:

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Overall this is a great gaming system but it lost points in the Comfort section. As much as it didn’t feel heavy when wearing it, it lost points when it came to losing focus on the main point of a VR system. VR’s main focus is to immerse a player into a virtual world… so it is disappointing when that player has to pause the game to untangle themselves or untwist the cord. I appreciate everything this system offers for the first generation Vive system but hopefully in the future they will design a cordless system that will making playing a lot smoother.

With that said I would recommend this system to anyone interested in VR. If you are a gamer, artist, Trekkie or what have you – HTC Vive is something you should consider checking out.

At the moment they have estimated about 50,000 Vives have been sold and this is a new market for game developers to jump into. I don’t foresee VR going the way of the Wii or 3D television as VR gives a player a raw, fully immersive experience. From the games I’ve played I can honestly tell you that VR is the future of gaming. I’m excited to see what is going to come out for VR in regards to RPG and other open world games. I also hope that in future development that VR developers will come up with better ways than to teleport everywhere. I want to run around and explore… LET ME BE FREE!

That said you must also understand you will appear strange to anyone not using a Vive. As the device only is capable of showing the wearer the image that means they will look like they are flailing around are a horde of bees while participating in their game. Also look out for those walls… they can sneak up on you when you aren’t paying attention to the boundary lines.

Anyways, that’s all I have for now regarding my review of the HTC Vive. If you have any other questions or comments leave them below and I’ll get to them as soon as I can. 🙂

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