#Sesla

[ericbarkman]

Chrono Hustle #46 Pocket Sliders

     “We’re back,” Melinda Summers said as she walked up to the lake on the planet that would one day be named Trantor, along with her team.  “Ohm?”      Ohm laid the body of Jack Masterson on the ground right by the edge of the lake.  Mary Bishop, Imhotep, and the Ghost of the temporal duplicate of Jack Masterson made up the rest of Melinda’s team.      The lake stood up and took a vaguely humanoid form.  “I see that,” Nu said.      Imhotep immediately bowed.      “So, we’ve brought you the body, Nu,” Melinda said.  “Now you’ll help us find and save our friends.”      “Of course,” Nu said.  “It won’t be easy for you though.  I can send you to pocket universes, but I don’t know which is the right one.  So, I will send you to one, and after a set amount of time, you will be sent to another.  Anyone that is in physical contact with any of you will join you on this trip.”      “How long will we have in each pocket universe?” Ghost Jack asked.      “How much time do you want?” Nu asked.  “We won’t be able to communicate, so you’ll have to decide a length of time now that you will spend in each.”      “And what about when we’re ready to return?” Mary asked.      “If you are all in physical contact with each other, plus any others that have joined your journey, then you will all be returned here,” Nu said.  “Otherwise you will continue to be sent from pocket universe to pocket universe.”      “And if one of us dies?” Ghost Jack asked.  “I mean, if another one of us dies.”      “If someone dies, they will no longer be considered part of the group,” Nu said.  “So if eventually only one remains, they will be brought back here on the next jump.”      “Right,” Melinda said.  “Let’s do this.”      Meanwhile, back at their base in the Cretaceous, Abigail Esau was reading Merlin’s journals.  She had already made her way through everything that was written in English, and was now slowly making her way through those in French, using a mixture of what she remembered from school, and a translation program when necessary.      There were only a few in French though, and after that she was going to have to move onto another language that she would have to fully rely on translation programs for.      She just finished reading a spell that seemed fairly simple, so she tried it out, and made a heart appear on the ceiling with Mary and her initials in it.  It looked like if it had been scratched into a tree, despite the ceiling being metal.      Nu created the portal, and Melinda stepped through, with her team following in behind her.      “Four hours,” Nu had said.  Four hours in this pocket universe, and then off to another.      Melinda looked around at the place they were in.  It was a lush rainforest.  The air was thick with humidity and there was the sound of wildlife all around.      “Are we sure he didn’t just send us to the Amazon?” Ghost Jack asked.      “Can you fly up and get us a bird’s eye view?” Melinda asked.      “On it,” Ghost Jack said.      Mary was looking at the ground, checking for tracks.      “Finding anything?” Melinda asked.      “Plenty of stuff has been through this area,” Mary said.  “I’m not seeing anything indicating Humans specifically though.  Could be, but could just be animals.”      “Imhotep?” Melinda asked.      “This whole place is filled with magic,” Imhotep said.  “Very old, very powerful magic.”      “A Progenitor?” Melinda asked.      “I would assume that’s who created this,” Imhotep said.  “I could not tell you which though, and I don’t know that they are currently here.”      Ghost Jack came back down to the ground.  “Well, pocket universe is right, I could see the edges of this place as soon as I flew above the canopy.”      “How big?” Melinda asked.      “It looks to be spherical, I’d estimate a few kilometers across,” Ghost Jack said.  “I don’t think we’ll have enough time to explore the whole place, especially with how thick this foliage is, but hopefully we can get a decent amount done.”      “Okay, Ohm and I will go one way,” Melinda said.  “Mary and Imhotep you go the opposite way.  Jack, you’re the fastest of us, and can fly, so you can do your own thing.  Let’s go.”      Doctor Jeri Quill entered Harkon Smith’s office.      “Good day, Doctor,” Harkon said.  “What can I do for you?”      “Sesla’s clone body is complete,” Jeri said.  “I know you’ve been putting off that decision for a while, but unless you want Ghost Jack to lie to her next time he enters her dreams…well, you know.”      “As long as Sesla remains in her coma, we don’t have to worry about her turning on us,” Harkon said.  “If we transfer her mind to a clone body, she could become a threat.”      “Like Deanna.”      “Yes, I know Sesla is a thousand or so years older than when she was Deanna, and a lot changes in that time, but it’s still something to be considered.  On the other hand, if we don’t do this, and she wakes up on her own somehow, that might lead to her to turning on us.”      “Which means you should probably make the decision soon,” Jeri said.      “Well, Ghost Jack is on a mission right now, so I at least have until he gets back,” Harkon said.      Melinda pushed her way through the foliage as Ohm followed after her.  They had yet to find any sign that any Humans had ever been here before.  There was something else that Melinda was realizing they had not seen yet.      “Ohm, have you seen any animals yet?” Melinda asked.      “I have not,” Ohm said.  “I am hearing them, and I’m seeing tracks indicating that they have been here, but I have not actually seen any yet.”      “I wonder what that means.”      “Many animals are good at not being seen unless they want to be.  The fact that everything here is like that is worrying.”      “Sensing anything?” Mary asked as she checked the ground for tracks.      “Nothing new,” Imhotep said.  “Are you finding anything?”      “Nothing helpful.”      “Wait, stop, we’re being watched.”  Imhotep pointed up at one of the trees.      Mary looked up where he was pointing, and saw a creature that looked like a mix between a jaguar and a monkey.  Mary gripped her energy shotgun, as it just continued to watch them.      “There’s more of them,” Imhotep said.      Mary glanced around, and noticed that the trees were full of them.  They were surrounded by at least a dozen of these creatures.  “How long have we been here so far?” she asked.      “About an hour,” Imhotep said.      “Mary to Melinda, we’ve got a problem.”  There was no response.  “Oh great, comm interference or something.”      One of the monkguars jumped down to the ground in front of them.  Its teeth bared, and claws extended.  Mary shot it with her energy shotgun, and it dropped to the ground unconscious.      This caused the others to stop their silence, and start whooping as they jumped down to the ground as well.  Mary started shooting as many as she could, as fast as she could, while Imhotep put up a magical barrier around them.  The monkguars bounced off of it, but that just made them angrier and louder.      With the protection the barrier provided, Mary was having little trouble dropping them, one after another after another, but as she was doing so, more kept arriving.  There had been a dozen at first, and now there were already two dozen unconscious around them, and another twice that still attacking.      “I can’t hold up this barrier forever,” Imhotep said.      “Well, then hopefully they run out of reinforcements soon,” Mary said.      Ghost Jack had flown up to the top of the sphere that was this pocket universe.  The edge of it was a physical barrier, beyond which was a seemingly infinite emptiness.  He flew back down towards the rainforest, looking for any breaks in the canopy, but it was like a sea of green.  Even if there were breaks, it would be green there too, and he was not going to have enough time to do a thorough search of everything while they were here.      He flew back down below the canopy, as the bird’s-eye view was not helpful if he could not see anything on the ground.  Not that he was seeing much down here either, other than an astonishing amount of plant life.      More and more monkguars were continuing to try and attack Imhotep and Mary.  It seemed like for every one that Mary shot down, another two seemed to show up.      “I can maybe hold up this barrier for another minute, at most,” Imhotep said.      “We’re going to be overwhelmed if you drop it,” Mary said.  “Do you have any other magic you can use in this situation?”      “Maybe, but you’re not going to like it.”      “What is it?”      “I can maybe do a mass sleep spell on the area.  So anything and anyone within about ten meters of me will fall asleep.”      “That sounds good,” Mary said.      “It’ll include us,” Imhotep said.  “And I don’t know for certain if it will affect these things.  It affects most animals, but I’ve never encountered anything quite like these before.”      “I don’t see that we have much options,” Mary said.  “Let’s do it.”      “Melinda to Mary, you guys finding anything yet?” Melinda asked over the comm.  There was no response.  “Melinda to Imhotep?  Jack?”      “Something wrong with the comms?” Ohm asked.      “I guess,” Melinda said.  She took out her computer pad and ran a diagnostic on the comms.  “Hmm, looks like the comms themselves are fine, but there’s some interference in the area.”      “Is it just a problem with this pocket universe, or all pocket universes?” Ohm asked.      “I guess we’ll find out in another two hours or so…maybe.”      “In the meantime, should we check on the others?”      “Hmm, maybe just in case,” Melinda said.  “Although if this is a standard aspect of pocket universes, we’re going to have to get used to not always being in communication with each other.”      Ghost Jack continued flying throughout the rainforest.  So far he had not found much of use, although he had finally started seeing some animal life.  It was strange though.  He had seen some creatures which looked like a mix between snakes and parrots, and another that looked like a mix between a spider and a frog.      The sprogers were especially creepy, although the snarrots were pretty close.  And there were others that he could not even identify if they were supposed to be a mix of something else, or something entirely new.      Then, as he was flying, he came upon a small clearing.  Within that clearing was a small hut.  He flew over to it, up to the roof, and stuck his head inside to get a peak.  There was no one inside, but there was a small cot, and some cooking utensils.      He looked back outside, and saw a small fire pit, although it had not seen use recently.  Whoever lived here, possibly the person that had created this pocket universe, was seemingly long gone.  Or perhaps this belonged to someone that had been trapped here.      He looked at the ground, trying to find footprints, but had no luck.  Maybe Mary would be able to do better.  He tried the comm, but there was no response, so he took off to find the others.      Back in the regular universe, Philip Wilson and Dorian Winters were aboard the timeship in orbit of the planet Trantor.  Dorian was at the piloting console, while Philip was in the captain’s chair.      "So, how long do you think it’ll take them?” Philip asked.      “Who knows,” Dorian said.  “Melinda said they’ll be spending four hours in each pocket universe, and who knows how many there are and how long until they’ll get to the correct one.”      “And until then, we’re just stuck here waiting.”      “I mean, we could use the time in other ways,” Dorian said.  “We do have the ship to ourselves.”      Ghost Jack was flying through the rainforest, when he suddenly found dozens of unconscious monkguars.  They were surrounding Mary and Imhotep who were similarly unconscious.  And there were more of the monkguars coming in, but as soon as they got within about ten meters of Imhotep and Mary, they too feel unconscious.      He also started hearing energy weapons firing, and flew over to the source of it, where he found Melinda and Ohm, trying to hold off yet more monkguars.      “You guys need some help?” Ghost Jack asked.      “Anything you can do would be much appreciated,” Melinda said.      Ghost Jack flew down to where they were.  “Close your eyes, and we’ll see if this works.”  As soon as Melinda and Ohm had their eyes closed, Ghost Jack sent out an explosion of light to try and blind the monkguars.  And it seemed to do something, as they stopped coming at the group, and were pawing around in confusion.      “What did you do?” Melinda asked.      “Well, after realizing that i can glow in the dark when we had that power outage, I started experimenting with that,” Ghost Jack said.  “Hadn’t quite done anything like this yet, but I’m glad it worked.”      “Have you seen Mary and Imhotep anywhere?” Melinda asked.      “They are just over that way,” Ghost Jack said.  “I’m guessing Imhotep used a spell to put everything to sleep, as they are unconscious, as is every monkguar for about ten meters around them.”      “There’s more coming yet,” Ohm said.      “I found a hut over that way.”  Ghost Jack pointed.  “I’ll grab Mary and give her to you to carry out there.”      “And Imhotep?” Melinda asked.      “I don’t know if the spell is centered on him, or on the location where he cast it,” Ghost Jack said.  “But I’m immune.  So, I’ll carry him and find out, and if it’s centered on him, I’ll have to leave him a distance from the hut.”      “Sounds like a plan,” Melinda said.  “Let’s do it.”      After bringing Mary to Melinda and Ohm, Ghost Jack went back and picked up Imhotep.  He initially went over towards the blinded monkguars, while being careful to not get too close to Melinda and Ohm.  Sure enough, the blinded monkguars starting falling unconscious as he got within about ten meters of them.      That was potentially going to cause problems, but for the immediate time it was actually useful.  Ghost Jack started flying around in circles, knocking out any monkguars getting too close to his friends.      Ohm carried Mary, while following after Melinda.  Ghost Jack had pointed them in the right direction, and he was pretty sure they were getting close.      After a few minutes of walking, they got to the hut, and Ohm put Mary down inside, before coming back out.  Melinda was looking over the campsite.      “What do you think?” Melinda asked.      “I don’t think this was made by our friends,” Ohm said.  “This is a very old campsite.”      “Chronos is a God of Time.  So it being old doesn’t really tell us much.  But I do agree that I don’t think this was made by them.  I also don’t think this pocket universe was made by Chronos.”      “So then we just wait until we move onto the next?”      “It’ll be another hour so until that,” Melinda said.  “We should be able to hold out that long.”      As Ghost Jack saw that the others had made it to the campsite, he started circling around it with Imhotep, but keeping his distance.  There were monkguars coming from all directions, so he was not able to keep them all out, but he was at least able to deal with some of them that way.      He was really curious as to where they were all coming from.  Based the size of this pocket universe, there was no way it could sustain this many of them.  Possibly they were part of a security system, just being created to deal with the intruders.  It was hard to say for certain though, who knew what kind of rules were really in place in this place.      Mary woke up, and looked around.  She was in a hut, and her energy shotgun was next to her.  Ohm and Melinda were by the door, and they were both shooting out at a mass of monkguars that were approaching.      “Where are we?” Mary asked.      “Ghost Jack found this hut,” Melinda said without turning around.  “We’re using it to try and last long enough to escape this universe.”      Mary looked at her watch.  Just another few minutes left here.  She picked up her energy shotgun, and joined Melinda and Ohm at the door, and started firing at the monkguars.      Ghost Jack was continuing to circle the camp with Imhotep, when he noticed the monkguars near them were no longer falling asleep.  He was briefly wondering if that meant they were becoming immune, before Imhotep started waking up as well.      “What’s going on, where are we?” Imhotep asked.      “Still in the pocket universe,” Ghost Jack said.  “Just trying to survive long enough to move on to the next.”      “How much longer will that be?” Imhotep asked.      “Should be any second now,” Ghost Jack said, and suddenly they were underwater.      Ghost Jack was fine, not needing to breathe, but Imhotep did.  Ghost Jack looked at him, and he was holding his breath, but as they had not been prepared for this, there was no telling how long he’d be able to hold it for.      Ghost Jack looked around.  He had no idea which way was up, so he grabbed Imhotep, and chose a direction, and started moving that way.  After a few seconds they hit a solid surface, so they went in another direction.  They hit another solid surface.  A third direction led to a third solid surface.      Mary was still firing at monkguars, when all of a sudden the monkguars were gone.  And she was no longer in a hut in a rainforest, and Melinda and Ohm were no longer next to her.  She was on sand.  She looked around and saw more sand.      She was in what looked to be cubic room, a few yards across.  The floor, walls, and even the ceiling looked to be made of sand, but not packed together, which made her wonder how it was staying suspended.      Mary reached down and picked up some sand of the floor, and sure enough, it was really loose.  She tried the wall, and it was the same.  She tried digging a bit, and came upon a solid surface after about half a foot, but as soon as she removed her hands, sand flowed down to fill in the hole.      What was this place, she wondered.  And where were her friends?  She had been next to Melinda and Ohm, but clearly they were not in this room.      Ohm was in a cubic room as well.  His had grass growing out of the floor, walls, and ceiling.  The strange thing was that there was no soil for it to grow out of.  It was coming out of a solid surface.  He grabbed a handful, and pulled it out, but more instantly grew out of the spot he had pulled from.      He tried knocking on the walls, and then listened but did not hear anything.  He tried his comm, but it was still not working.  He checked his handheld scanner, but it did not show anything beyond the walls.      And in yet another cubic room, Melinda was considering her surroundings.  The floor, walls, and ceiling of the one she was in were coated in mud.  The fact that the mud was not dripping down from the ceiling, or even going down the wall, was interesting.      Melinda tried stepping onto the wall, and it was as if gravity shifted as she did so.  What had been a wall, was now the floor, as far as she was concerned.  Melinda then tried moving to the wall she had originally considered the ceiling, and that now became the new floor, from her perspective.      She wondered what was the purpose of this pocket universe, and who had created it.  And she wondered what kind of situations the others were in, and if they were all okay.      The sudden appearance in water had surprised Imhotep, but once he realized where he was, he used a spell to create a bubble around himself with air in it.  As he created it, Ghost Jack entered it.      “You okay?” Ghost Jack asked.      “I believe so,” Imhotep said.  “Where are we?”      “Some kind of cubic room, filled with water.  Looks to be a few meters wide.  I don’t see any obvious exits, although I can of course just go through the walls.”      “Assuming there’s no magic in place to prevent that.”      “True, but I should probably at least check to see if I can find the others.  If this pocket universe is just a series of room like this, filled with water, they won’t have magic to save them.”      “Right,” Imhotep said.  “Hopefully that’s not the case.”      Mary was pacing back and forth, trying to figure out what to do.  Near as she could tell, her only option was to wait until they jumped to the next pocket universe.  There was nothing here but sand.  She had already tried digging holes in multiple locations, but they all filled in almost immediately.      As she was pacing, she suddenly noticed something emerging from the floor.  It was Ghost Jack.      “Oh good, you’re not underwater,” Ghost Jack said.      “Were you?”      “Imhotep and I were, he still is, but with a magic bubble.  I’ve been going through a few of these rooms that make up this place.”      “And?”      “And honestly it could have been a lot worse than underwater.  One of the rooms is filled with lava.”      “Have you found Ohm or Melinda yet?”      “Not yet.  I’m hoping that they’re close to here though, since the three of you were near to each other when we were teleported here, right?”      “Yeah, we had all been next to each other, shooting those creatures.  Do you know how long Imhotep can maintain his air bubble?”      “Long enough, although this does now make me wonder if we should have brought environmental suits or something,” Ghost Jack said.  “I mean, I’ll be fine pretty much regardless of what we encounter, but the rest of you might not be so lucky.”      “Well, we’re going to have to make at least one more jump, unless we can find a way for the rest of us to travel between these rooms.”      “Oh, and did you figure out the gravity thing?”      “Gravity thing?” Mary asked.      “Try stepping onto the wall.”      Mary walked to a wall, stepped onto it, and suddenly gravity shifted for her, and the wall was now the floor.      “Pretty cool, right?” Ghost Jack asked.      Ghost Jack returned to Imhotep after searching dozens of rooms and finding Melinda and Ohm.      “Is everyone else okay?” Imhotep asked.      “Yeah,” Ghost Jack said.  “Looks like you were the only one that got unlucky like this.”      “That’s good.  What about Tesla’s team?  Did you find any of them?”      “No such luck.  I searched around pretty far, but nothing.  That doesn’t mean they aren’t here though.  We have no idea how big this place is.”      “Yeah, and unfortunately you’re the only one who can explore it.”      “I’m going to head back out, and do that for the rest of our time here, just thought I would give you an update.”      Melinda was counting down the time until they made their next jump.  Ghost Jack had shown up twice, once to check in on her, and a second time to let her know everyone else was okay, but he was unlikely to return again, as he would be spending as much time as he could on the search.      She was really hoping their people were not here though, as according to Ghost Jack each of the rooms was about the same size, and it seemed unlikely that all of their missing people would be able to fit in one.  And since Ghost Jack was the only one that could travel between the rooms, and they needed to make physical contact to bring others with them, they would be unable to rescue them all if that were the case.      Melinda checked her watch.  Just ten seconds left.  Not knowing where she would end up next, she took a deep breath, just in case.  The room disappeared, and she appeared in a large throne room.  She exhaled as she took it in.  There was a woman with a crown on the throne, and about two dozen guards with swords.      “What is the meaning of this?” the woman demanded, as the guards surrounded Melinda.  “Who are you, and how did you get in here, and why are you getting mud all over the carpet?”      Imhotep suddenly found himself a few feet above the ground, and his bubble collapsed as he fell  those few feet.  He looked around.  He was in a town, full of stone-brick houses.  He was on a dirt road.  And there were other people around, who looked very surprised at his sudden appearance, but no one made a move to approach him.      Looking around, the town did not seem too large, but there was a castle on one end of it.  The opposite end led to a forest.  He walked over to the nearest person.  “Excuse me,” he said.  “I’m not from around here.”      The person just stared at him for several seconds before responding.  “Okay,” she said.      “Do you know if there are any other recent arrivals here?”      “No, everyone here has always been here.”      “Hmm, okay, thank you,” Imhotep said.      “Sorry, sorry,” Ghost Jack said as he flew out of the library he had appeared in, amongst the screams of the people inside.  As he went outside, there were even more screams, so he went down an alley, landed on the ground, and made himself appear fully tangible.      He left the alley the opposite way he came, and he was still getting weird looks from people, but no more screams, so that was good.  The people here were dressed simply, and they looked like they were from medieval times, although noticeably cleaner.  The buildings also looked to be from that era.      He looked up, and the sky looked normal.  Either this pocket universe was bigger than the first one, or its size was just better disguised.  If it was larger, that would be a major problem.      “Excuse me,” he asked a random person on the street.  “Can you help me out with a few questions?”      “Um, what kind of questions?” the person asked.      “How big is this place?”      “Well, the town ends over that way with the castle, and that way before the forest, and…”      “No, not the town, umm, how far do things extend beyond the town?”      “I don’t…why would anyone leave the town?”      “No one leaves?”      “Of course not.  Nobody has ever left, and until now, no one new has ever come here.”      “Hmm, right, thanks,” Ghost Jack said as he walked off.      Mary had appeared outside the town, in the woods.  The first thing she did upon appearing was check her comm, which still did not work.  It was seeming more and more likely that whatever was causing the problems with the comms was an effect of these pocket universes in general.      She also quickly realized that something seemed very off.  There were no sounds of animals in the forest.  No wind either, for that matter.  The only sounds she was hearing were coming from the town.  She checked the ground, and there were no tracks of any kind.  That was curious, so she decided to start searching, and going in the opposite direction from the town.      Mary was walking for about five minutes or so, when she hit an invisible wall.  It did not feel like a forcefield though, it felt like an actual physical wall.  She started moving alongside it, to see how far it continued.  She quickly discovered that it was curving around, which meant that this place was probably domed like the first pocket universe, just in this case the dome had the illusion of the world continuing.      Ohm had appeared in a cave.  There was some sort of glowing moss on the walls giving off enough light to see.  It was a tunnel, and it extended as far as he could see in either direction.  He picked a direction at random, and started walking in that direction.  He was walking for a bit, before realizing that the moss was getting thicker, and the cave brighter in this direction.  He was unsure if that was a good or a bad thing, so he continued on.      Eventually it opened up into a larger cave, in the middle of which was a small house.  To one of the sides of it was a garden, which was being worked on at the moment by a young looking woman.  She looked over as Ohm approached.      “You’re new here,” she said.  “That’s fascinating.  There hasn’t been anyone new here in over four hundred years.”      “No?”      “No, when I created this place, I brought the amount of people I would need, no more, no less, so there’s never been the need for new people.”      “So, you created this pocket universe?  Then I assume that this is not where Chronos put our people.”      She laughed.  “No, although I am curious as to how you managed to come here.”      “I don’t really understand the processes myself,” Ohm said.  “But we’re just jumping from pocket universe to pocket universe, trying to locate our kidnapped people.”      “Fascinating.”      In the castle, Melinda had been thrown in the dungeon.  A very clean dungeon though, much cleaner than would be expected based on the medieval look to everything here.  The guards also seemed unsure of how exactly to treat her, as if they had not had any prisoners in a long time.      They eventually decided on placing one guard outside her cell.  She looked out the barred window on the back wall of the cell.  There was a mountain range just a kilometer or two away.      “So, you don’t get many visitors, do you?” Melinda asked the guard.      “We don’t get any visitors.”      “No travellers, nothing?”      “Why would anyone travel?”      “So, what’s going to happen to me?”      “I don’t know.”      The conversation was interrupted when another guard came up, and whispered something in the first guard’s ear.      “Something happen?” Melinda asked.      “How many people came with you?” the first guard asked.      “What do you mean?” Melinda asked.      Out in the town, Imhotep and Ghost Jack had just found each other.  They were still getting weird looks, but no one seemed to want to approach them.      “I am fairly certain that if our people are in this pocket universe, they are not in this town,” Imhotep said.      “I agree,” Ghost Jack said.  “These people are not used to outsiders, and we are clearly the first in a long time.”      “Have you seen the rest of the team?”      “Nope, no sign of them.  Possibly in the castle, possibly in the forest, possibly somewhere else.  I have no idea how big this universe is.”      “So, where do we start?”      “Might as well check the castle first,” Ghost Jack said.  “It’s possibly where whoever created this is anyway.”      Melinda was brought back before the woman on the throne.  She had been told that this was Queen Rebecca.      “I have been informed that you are not the only intruder in my kingdom,” Rebecca said.  “There are two strange men that have been seen in town, and talks of some sort of ghostly figure.  What is your purpose here?”      “We are only here searching for our friends, your majesty,” Melinda said.  “And we will be on our way shortly.”      “What manner did you use to travel here?”      “That’s…complicated.”      “Do you think it is beyond my understanding?”      “Honestly, I don’t really understand how it works.”      “And who would understand how it works?” Rebecca asked.  “One of your friends in the town?”      “No, they don’t really understand it either.”      Rebecca looked around at her guards.  “Leave us,” she said.  Without question, they all filed out of the room.  “My people and I have lived here for centuries, ever since we were brought to this place.  We do not age, or need food or drink or even sleep.  No one even remembers anything from before we were brought here.”      “Okay?” Melinda asked.      “Except for myself.  She who brought us here was unable to erase my memories.  It’s why she made me queen.  Give me some power, so I don’t question that I am trapped here.”      “So, you want to leave?”      “I was content with my lot in life, but if there is a way out of this place, I want to take it.”      “Who created this place and brought you here?”      “We don’t know her name, or what she is, only that she is very powerful.”      “Powerful enough to track us down if we take you with us?” Melinda asked.      “You haven’t told me your name,” Ohm said.      “What’s in a name?” the woman asked.  “That which we call a rose, by any other word would smell as sweet.  Not that I expect you to get the reference, being a Neanderthal and all.”      “Romeo and Juliet, by William Shakespeare,” Ohm said.  “I do read.”      “My apologies, good sir, although now that I think of it, you never mentioned your name either.”      “I am Ohm.”      “A pleasure to meet you, Ohm.  You can call me Lucy.”      “Nice to meet you, Lucy.  I don’t suppose you can help us locate our friends.”      “Travelling to pocket universes you are unaware of is very hit or miss, which is how you got here,” Lucy said.  “I doubt I’d be able to be any more helpful than whatever method you are currently using.  Although I can give you some advice.”      “Okay.”      “Be very careful.  Pocket universes have been created by a great many people for a great many reasons, and there are untold dangers you could encounter.”      “That we have already been learning.”      Ghost Jack flew through the castle, searching around, and came upon the throne room, where Melinda was talking to someone that looked like a queen.  He flew down to the floor and became visible.  “Hey Red, what’s up?”      “Who is this?” Rebecca asked.      “This is my friend Jack,” Melinda said.  “Jack, this is Queen Rebecca.  Have you seen the others?”      “Imhotep is outside the castle, but we decided it would be easier if I searched it myself,” Ghost Jack said.      “What are you?” Rebecca asked.      “Oh, just your average Ghost of a Demi-God,” Ghost Jack said.  “Anyway, haven’t seen Mary or Ohm, and we’re reasonably certain our people aren’t here, at least not in the town.”      “The town is all there really is,” Rebecca said.  “The forest only extends a short distance, beyond which it is just an illusion.  As is the mountain range behind my castle.” “Are you the person that created this place?” Ghost Jack asked.      “No, that’s someone else,” Melinda said.  “But she does want to come with us.”      “Does she now?” Ghost Jack asked.      “Yes, I do,” Rebecca said.  “Being the leader in a cage still leaves you in a cage.”      Melinda and Ghost Jack had left the castle and met up with Imhotep.  They explained the situation to him.      “I can understand the desire to leave,” Imhotep said.  “But if we bring her with, we might anger whoever created this place.”      “And we don’t even know who that is,” Melinda said.  “We also don’t know why these people were brought here.  For all we know this is a prison, and she should be kept here.”      “I mean, it’s pretty clearly a prison,” Ghost Jack said.  “But we have no reason to assume it’s a prison for criminals.  And even if it was, they’ve been here for centuries.  I think she’s more than paid for any crimes she may have committed.”      “What about everyone else?” Melinda asked.  “Should we take them all with?”      “She is the only one we’ve encountered that wants to leave,” Imhotep said.  “The others don’t even remember their lives before they were brought here.”      “Because they were mindwiped,” Melinda said.  “And that’s another sort of prison.  Imhotep, back when we were first dealing with the TDD, they had replaced some of my memories with fake ones, and you were able to restore my original memories.  Would you be able to do that for the people here?”      “Possibly, but we’d only have time for a few,” Imhotep said.  “And, if you’ll recall, you were asleep for some time afterwards.  We will be gone from here by the time we’d be able to see the results.”      “Hmm, yeah,” Melinda said.  “That’s not really an option.”      Ohm checked his watch.  It would just be another few minutes before they jumped again.      “Leaving so soon?” Lucy asked.      “We will be leaving shortly,” Ohm said.  “Our people are still out there, somewhere, and we need to find them.”      “I wish you luck in your endeavor,” Lucy said.  “I don’t suppose you’ll be back again.”      “I do not know, but it seems unlikely.”      “Then perhaps I will have to visit you sometime.  I do still go to Earth from time to time for business.”      “What kind of business.”      “Nothing super interesting, but I do have obligations that I have to attend to on occasion.”      Melinda, Ghost Jack, and Imhotep returned to the throne room.      “So, what have you decided?” Rebecca asked.  “Will you take me with you, or are you leaving me trapped here?”      “We don’t want to leave you trapped here,” Melinda said.  “But we do have reservations about angering whoever it is that created this place.  We already have a lot of powerful enemies, and it may not be wise to create yet another.”      “On the other hand, she may already be angered by your intrusion, for all we know,” Rebecca said.  “And this wouldn’t make things any worse.”      “Maybe, but we don’t know that,” Melinda said.      “We also don’t know where we are all going,” Imhotep said.  “At the moment we are jumping from pocket universe to pocket universe, at random.  In the previous one I would have drowned without my magic.  Coming with us may prove dangerous.”      “I am fine with danger,” Rebecca said.  “It is better than this tedium.”      Melinda checked her watch.  Half a minute remained.  “There are also other complicated aspects to it.”      “You’re stalling, so that means it’s almost time isn’t it?” Rebecca asked, right before she ran over to Melinda, and placed her hand on Melinda’s shoulder.  And then, they all disappeared.      Mary disappeared from the forest, and appeared in empty space.  She fought the urge to panic as she looked around at her surroundings, and exhaled her breath.  In the distance she saw a large metal structure, like a space station.  She could also see a few other people floating in space, but they were too far away for her to tell who.      She knew she did not have long out here, so she did the only thing she could think of.  She took her energy shotgun, and starting firing in the opposite direction of the space station, which started propelling her the towards the space station.  It was far too slow though, and she knew she was going to lose consciousness any second.      Imhotep also appeared in the vacuum of space.  He immediately created a magic bubble of air around himself.  After his near drowning, he was prepared for situations like this.  Looking around, he saw Melinda and Rebecca close by.  He used magic to propel himself over to them, and brought them into the bubble.      “Still think coming with us was the right decision?” he asked.      “What is this place?” Rebecca asked.      “Space,” Melinda said.  “Are the others out here too?”  She was already looking off into the distance to try and locate them.      “I see Jack over there,” Imhotep said as he looked out as well.  “But he’ll be fine.  Looks like there’s someone off that way.”  He pointed.      “And someone else the other way,” Melinda said.  “Jack is closer to the one you noticed, hopefully he’ll go for them.”      Ghost Jack looked around at his surroundings.  He could see a group of three in one direction, and another person further in that direction, and the group seemed to be heading towards the individual.  He assumed that meant Imhotep was there, and had things under control.      He looked around some more, and saw the final member of their team, so he flew off towards them as fast as he could.  It quickly became clear that it was Ohm, and that he was in distress.  As Ghost Jack continued flying towards him, he looked around.  The other group of his friends were pretty far away, as was the space station in the distance.      As Ghost Jack arrived at Ohm’s location, Ohm was already unconscious.  Ghost Jack grabbed him and started flying towards the others.  They were actually slightly further than the space station, but he had no idea if he would even be able to find a way to bring Ohm inside it.  He just had to hope that it was not too late.      Mary was on the verge of unconsciousness when she suddenly felt enveloped by air, and started breathing again.  This had been worse than that time she had almost drowned, and she hungrily took in the air as she looked around.  She was in a bubble of some sort with Imhotep, Melinda, and someone she did not recognize.      “Who’s the new person?” she asked as soon as she was able to talk again.      “Mary, meet Rebecca,” Melinda said.  “Rebecca, meet Mary.”      “It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance,” Rebecca said.      “Right,” Mary said.  “So, what are we supposed to do here?  Wait out in space until our four hours are up?”      “There’s a space station over that way.”  Melinda pointed at it.      “And where’s Ohm?” Mary asked.      “Jack has him,” Imhotep said.  “They are flying towards us, and now that we have you, we are flying to them as well.”      Ghost Jack looked at the remaining distance to the others, and even now that they were coming towards him as well, he did not think it was going to be fast enough for Ohm.  He was at the limits of his speed though, so he had to think of something else.      That is when he hit upon an idea.  As a Ghost he was unaffected by the vacuum.  He also did not need to breathe, but he did have air inside him.  He enveloped Ohm, surrounding him completely to protect him from the vacuum, and then he released the air stored inside him into the bubble he had created with himself.      It was not much, but it seemed like it just might be enough, as they got closer and closer, and eventually got to the others.  As they did Imhotep enlarged the magic bubble he had created to make more room as they entered.      Imhotep looked over Ohm.  “Hmm, he’ll be okay, but that was a close one.”      “So, I guess now we head over to that space station?” Ghost Jack asked.      “Seems our best bet,” Melinda said.  “Imhotep, can you get us moving over in that direction?”      “Yes, right away.”      Back at base, Abigail was continuing to experiment with the magic she was learning from Merlin’s journals.  She had figured out a translation spell, so she could read the non-English ones just as easy as the English ones.      She was currently reading one that was written in Atlantean, and was reading about an invisibility spell.  She knew Sesla had similar spells, although this one seemed to be true invisibility.      Abigail cast it on herself, and was instantly blinded.  Right, she thought, true invisibility meant light passing through you, which meant not only would you not be seen, but you would also not see.  She removed the spell from herself, and went back to reading.      It took about five minutes for the group to get to the space station, and another five to find a way in.  There was an airlock on the far side of it.  It took them a bit to figure out the mechanism of it and get inside.  Ohm had woken up by this point, and they started looking around.      “I’m not sensing any magic here,” Imhotep said.      “What does that mean?” Mary asked.  “That this place wasn’t made with magic?”      “Perhaps,” Imhotep said.  “Or it may be old enough that there has simply been no magic used here in a long time.”      “The construction of this place isn’t like anything from Earth,” Melinda said.  “It’s not like anything made by Humans or Gods or anything else there.”      “It kind of reminds me of our ship though,” Mary said.  “The one we took from the Palore.”      “Hmm,” Ghost Jack said.  “The style is reminiscent of them.  I’ll go look around, see if there’s any of those bastards around.”  He flew off.      “If this is a Palore space station, what does that mean for us?” Ohm asked.      “I don’t know,” Melinda said.  “But whatever it means, it can’t be good.”      Abigail rang the door chime on Harkon’s office.      “Come in,” Harkon said.  He looked up as Abigail entered.  “What can I do for you?”      “Well, I’ve been looking through Merlin’s journals, learning a bunch of the magic in them,” Abigail said.  “And I know we were waiting until Ghost Jack got back before transferring Sesla’s mind to her new body, but if you want to do so sooner, I may be able to.”      “Thank you, but we know his methods work, so I’d prefer not to use experimental methods if we don’t have to.”      “Understood, just letting you know there are options.  They have been gone for a while.”      “I’m sure they are fine.”      “I suppose there’s nothing saying that pocket universes can only be created by magic,” Melinda said.  “And the Palore are the Palore, so if anyone can pull it off, they’d be a decent bet.”      “I’m just wondering what the purpose of this place is,” Mary said.  “So far we haven’t seen anyone, so that could mean this place is abandoned.”      “Or it could mean that they just don’t keep it regularly staffed,” Melinda said.      “Guys, can you hear me?” they heard Ghost Jack saying over the comm.      “Yeah,” Melinda said.  “I guess comms do work here.  What’ve you found?”      “I’ve found what seems to be a command center of sorts,” Ghost Jack said.  “There’s a bunch of computers here, and what look like teleporters, but I can’t read anything on the computers.”      “It’s too bad we don’t have Abigail or the original Jack here to help with translating,” Melinda said.      “I have been spending a bit of time studying the Palore language,” Imhotep said.  “I’m not exactly fluent in it, but I’ll be able to manage a bit.”      “Which way?” Melinda asked.      Ghost Jack waited for a few minutes until the rest of the team caught up to him.  Imhotep went straight to one of the computers and started looking over the information on screen.      “So, your highness,” Ghost Jack said to Rebecca.  “What do you think of all this?  It’s a bit more advanced than what you’re used to.”      “It’s all very impressive and yes, I have never seen anything like this place before,” Rebecca said.      “The first time I left my home, it was a similar situation,” Mary said.  “I was a simple farm girl, then I went from that to a space station, and yeah it definitely was not something I was expecting.”      “I was even simpler,” Ohm said.  “From a simple hunter-gatherer society, although I also only found myself on a large metal boat, not a space station.”      “Hmm, this is really quite interesting,” Imhotep said, looking at the computer screen.      “Did you find something?” Melinda asked.      “We’ve been wondering how the Palore got back to the Cretaceous,” Imhotep said.  “Their ships only allow them to jump about 212 years at a time, but I think this is the answer.”      “Go on,” Melinda said.      “Each of those teleporters are linked to a different time, somewhat similarly to our time doors,” Imhotep said.  “One is the Cretaceous, one is even further back, one is 2017, and the final one is approximately eight billion years in the future.”      “Eight billion,” Ghost Jack said.  “Eight billion years.  That’s ridiculous.”      “Does this place have a self-destruct?” Mary asked.  “I mean, we have to destroy it, right?”      “The bigger question is if there are other places like this,” Melinda said.  “If this is the only one, destroying it would be a great idea, but if there are others, which I assume there are, it would be pointless.”      “I’m not sure,” Imhotep said.  “I’m not seeing anything about that here, but I think this is mostly just about the operation of this one.”      “Why 2017?” Ghost Jack asked.  “Like why use a time teleporter to link this to 2017?  Because isn’t this in 2017, just in a pocket universe.”      “Because the rules of time are somewhat different with this pocket universe, if I’m reading this right,” Imhotep said.      “I understand that your friends want to borrow the ship,” Harkon said.  “And I understand that we do owe them for there help in dealing with Deanna, but we’re still waiting for out team to get back.”      “It’s been months, sir,” Abigail said.  “And don’t get me wrong, I’m not ready to give up on them either, but how long are Philip and Dorian just supposed to sit around waiting in orbit?  Our team does have long range communicators on them, so they will still be able to let us know when they return.”      “I’m surprised that you’re not more worried.”      “Of course I’m worried, but there’s nothing we can do to help our team other than waiting.  My friends back home though, they actually need the help.  And I’ve been looking into the historical records, so I know that they shouldn’t even be where they are, and isn’t it our job to protect the timeline?”      “Hmm.”      “How different are we talking here?” Ghost Jack asked.      “It seems like a few months will pass in the regular universe during our four hours here.”      “Is it just this pocket universe, or all of them?” Mary asked.      “Near as I can tell this is just talking about this one,” Imhotep said.  “But that doesn’t mean the others don’t have the same issues.”      “It doesn’t change our mission though,” Melinda said.  “We still need to find Tesla’s team.  A few months shouldn’t make a big difference, and if the other pocket universes are worse, we’re time travellers, so if we are too much out of sync with our people, we’ll just use time travel to get back into sync.”      “We can pretty much assume this isn’t where our people are though,” Ghost Jack said.  “Unless Chronos and the Palore are working together.”      “Yeah, that seems unlikely, and somewhat terrifying to even consider” Melinda said.  “But while we’re waiting out this one, there is still the question of what we do about this place.  Imhotep, you said those time teleporters work similarly to the time doors.  Does that mean there are teleporters on both ends?”      “I believe so,” Imhotep said.      “Can we send something through to the Cretaceous, a beacon of some sort?” Melinda asked.      “Yes, can manage that,” Imhotep said.      “I see what you’re thinking,” Ghost Jack said.  “If the Palore have a base back then, we can let our people know where it is.  And if not, they at least know that we are okay.”      “Maybe,” Melinda said.  “The problem is, do we know when in the Cretaceous it is connected to?”      “I’m not entirely certain how the dates in here relate to our own,” Imhotep said.  “It is definitely close, but I can’t say exactly how much so.”      “So then we’ll put a timer on our beacon, so it doesn’t alert our people too early,” Melinda said.  “Imhotep, can you make the beacon invisible, so they don’t see it?”      “I can certainly try,” Imhotep said.      Harkon’s comm beeped.  “Yes?” he answered it.      “Sir, it’s Jeth Simpson, we just picked up a signal from the Moon.”      “What kind of signal?”      “It’s a beacon from Agent Summers’ team,” he said.  “They are okay, and apparently they are in a pocket universe that the Palore are using, and they say the beacon might be coming from a Palore base in this time.”      “Then it’s a good thing Abigail’s friends got our ship back to us in one piece,” Harkon said.      After their time in the Palore pocket universe was done, Melinda, Mary, Ghost Jack, Ohm, Imhotep, and Rebecca jumped once again.  Melinda was unable to look around, as the room was incredibly dark, but it started lighting up as Ghost Jack started glowing, and she saw that all six of their group were here, but they were not alone.      “Tesla,” she said.  Nikola Tesla, ERK-147, and the rest of their missing people were here.  They were in a large cubical room.      “Miss Summers, it is good to see you again,” Nikola said.  “Although I hope it is not the case that you are trapped here as well.”      “No, we have a way out of here,” Ghost Jack said.  “Is Chronos around?”      “We have not seen him since he sent us here,” Nikola said.  “Do you know why he did that?”      “Jack, the original Jack, and I went to talk with Chronos, and as soon as we mentioned the planet he got pissed and disappeared,” Melinda said.  “Since then we’ve been doing what we can to find you, but it’s been difficult, and a lot has happened.”      “Well, we certainly have the time to start filling them in on it,” Mary said.  “We’re going to be here another four hours, after all.” To be continued…

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(via Amanda du-Pont | Voice Over | Business Speaker | Johannesburg)

Amanda du-Pont is an actress, television presenter, and commercial and fitness model, voice over artist and business woman.

Amanda has acted on numerous television shows such as Muvhango, Generations, A place called Home, City Sesla, Intersexions, End Game, Task Force, Tarryn & Sharon, Kowethu, Mzansi Love and Single Guyz.  Further she has also acted on CBS drama “Life is Wild” aired on hallmark in the USA and locally.

She has filmed feature films released in cinema’s: Hear me move, Between Friends and Final Cut. Amanda has shot numerous commercials for: Old Mutual Bank, Absa Bank, Vodacom, Hippo, Shower to Shower and FIFA World Cup.

Amanda has graced numerous magazine covers over the years such as Cosmopolitan, Glamour, Womans Health, Grazia, FitLife and Truelove. Ms. du-Pont was also an Adidas fitness ambassador for 3years. du-Pont has also presented numerous shows such as: The Real Goboza, BET A-List, Biting About,Man Cave and Come Duze.

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bulgarian and inuit forenames

Adana Adora Adoriana Agana Aggen Aglinamen Ahlooted Aimira Aingwak Aisla Akimirq Aking Akluq Alast Albentza Albeta Aleanasie Alena Aliapak Aloolomata Alooyoo Amaiyaza Amaloo Amirina Amirna Amosiat Anaalk Anetluk Angaqsa Angavli Angluluk Animak Anjideruk Ankak Annissi Anojij Anorga Aolaskevee Aouana Arngunail Arpie Aspak Asparak Atkalie Audjulkoon Audlarnis Augen Auliaka Aulikoloo Bamir Belana Belyana Blaloo Blavaliak Blayuq Bogdanu Bogora Bojidergik Bojij Bojuak Borgahja Botoian Boyan Bozdan Brageoonia Bulin Buluk Danuelie Darka Dessia Dimat Dimir Dimirinak Dordang Dowislage Drana Echie Echut Edituq Eegia Eegirls Eegist Eelan Eelie Eellav Eeteesenuk Eetsesie Ekana Eleak Ematu Emilaq Epiksho Evetu Fichuk Ficie Fictee Firlie Firsa GavackBon Gavfak Geonterms Georkarin Georkun Geouman Gerozd Givinasie Givko Goseliak Gritina Gronoveli Grook Grunuch Hitta Hrilluksa Hrislara Hriwak Iagomir Iasie Iaskassie Iasladko Iassi Iavfana Iavorisla Igajukta Igaleak Igruh Iliyana Ilyarquqi Inomy Inordana Inuev Inuka Inuksa Ioloochie Ipeen Ipeepak Ipolayana Irezhdana Irisa Irisla Irislav Isana Isuketa Itenie Iteruh Iulch Iulla Iulomost Iuriajak Ivauts Jachivkola Jactee Jaitzimak Jinianiq Jivka Jobrianisa Joeleeoka Jorapak Josiyuk Josla Juagak Juaka Juakto Juatergi Judlava Judmila Julchiva Kadina Kailla Kaita Kaitankata Kakjuak Kalko Kamen Kapak Kapatanie Kapenimiak Kapik Katerwis Kattugak Kaudlo Kauke Kavayna Kazislanak Kelyak Khruh Khruk Kiboyola Kipik Kiraga Kiria Kirpitak Kiruna Koasho Koasie Koayook Komidan Komitu Kookapelie Kootootalu Kosie Kosla Koslameon Kownlee Krayna Kudlo Kupah Langak Lankatka Lashoonia Lasie Liliyook Liudlavak Liulian Liulkoo Liusie Looladit Looniapa Loonie Lords Lucass Luktana Lytanak Lytar Lyubentsie Lyura Macterunle Mactin Malik Maliyan Maluak Maman Mameon Marin Marisla Maristak Marjuanka Matallata Match Matcho Matoon Matuq Mayania Meeteelik Miharuak Milavan Milik Miliya Millavah Moogdankaq Mosian Munna Musie Naipika Naittur Nanguak Nanian Nanyiliian Napikibcar Nasie Nasisa Natek Natiuluk Natkolook Natoie Nattutuqi Naunguksie Naunna Navetu Navfak Nayak Nayloadla Nayootah Nedelee Neteia Nivko Noeellipok Noeephevan Noogana Noottuq Noritannuk Nowdluna Nownimonth Nuguagent Nuguk Nuqalla Ogneted Ognukta Ognya Okangmee Okkaqi Okpusudja Ooattoykak Oolabasee Oolav Ooloa Ooloadeon‎ Ooloo Oomatsie Oomik Oomitut Oonie Oonstivka Opeloola Ovikjuak Panak Pargapak Pauna Pauqir Pavkaluk Penameak Petak Petaqi Petenu Petereak Petik Phiveepak Pitak Pitina Pittu Piuboo Playukana Poonie Pooyko Pooys Primesen Pudlav Pudluk Pudmirozha Putiu Putsenelie Putuqanik Qarti Qauluk Qauna Qiapalee Qilla Quisla Quiya Qumelik Qupak Qupik Qupsusian Quyana Radana Radkapee Radlatsie Rayder Rayuboo Rimirian Roslav Rumaiteeta Rumas Rusie Saliko Saluk Sanie Sashie Savko Seaka Sesie Sesilla Sesina Sesla Shook Shuka Siletiaja Silluk Simiasia Simie Simirls Simiteruk Simoniand Snevetan Sowto Spahian Stactee Stakuptara Staloo Stangu Stanuk Stapak Steelee Stomana Stoyokakik Susuk Svetka Sveva Taluq Tamesesi Tasla Tassa Taxon Taxon‎ Temear Temessie Thoon Todina Toditto Todna Todosee Toogdan Toosla Toota Tsven Tsvetu Tsvev Tuguakusi Tunna Tzonis Tzonisenie Udluqi Udluqin Uivko Ukast Ukatkoo Ulgajuk Ulgalaylo Uqailav Usene Ussee Ussie Ussuq Uttugapee Uttuq Vasenkana Vasie Venucasla Vessaalook Vesse Vessie Viona Watka Watsesie Worapik Wrilee Wriselizan Yulie Zdrebenia Zdriakluk Zhees Zheva Zhevak Zordastak

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3rd of August 2018

Cap: éS Tank top: Primitive Apparel Short: éS x Grizzly Griptape Boxershort: Hanes x Supreme Shoes: éS Sesla

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Secret

Dan I developed my own secret code

I will make a little post everyday with it. Your job is to figure out what each post means and how the code works. Then you have to see how each post is all connected. Note: Not everything means what you think it means. Some words that look like a regular word actually mean something different. Plus, this language has no punctuation at all, to confuse you

First one:

Who asod drabas naorp nos foa erwho

Eth netraldo gnidedfi refa hwittou refa

Dan yayeve elwhi sesla ewe gneb deretslau dan detrac yawa

Neth enahurra emac dan noitetadeva denreig 

New ehsaw net sirrefa tisp tifoful nedirtde 

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What Happened to Tumi Masemola From City Sesla

[autoring]

Pokud jste se včera odpoledne pohybovali kolem středočeské Příbrami, mohli jste si všimnout zvýšeného počtu sportovních aut. Jejich majitelé a příznivci tu totiž měli sraz. A k vidění byly opravdové lahůdky za stamiliony!

Na rozpáleném asfaltu polygonu v Dlouhé Lhotě u Příbrami včera zaplnily desítky exkluzivních aut. Nechyběly mezi nimi nejnovější modely, ale ani epické klasické sporťáky. Vedle sebe tak na jednom místě stál například Mercedes-AMG GT R Pro, Lamborghini Aventador SVJ 63, ale i Maserati MC12 nebo Ferrari F40. Opodál se ale o své slovo hrdě hlásil i osmiválec Corvette C3.

Aut, ale i návštěvníků dorazila do Dlouhé Lhoty opravdu velká spousta bylo nač se dívat. To své si tu našel úplně každý, o čemž se ostatně můžete přesvědčit sami v přiložené galerii, ale i videu.

Sraz, který se jmenoval „Párky a káry“ navíc nebyl jen o výstavě. Kromě možnosti zakoupení párků a klobás, si také pořadatel pro účastníky připravil i další doprovodný program. Mohli se svým autem vyrazit na kluznou fólii zkoušet drifty anebo změřit síly s dalšími na 300metrovém sprintu. Pokud by ani to nestačilo, mohli jste se nechat svézt na terénním polygonu.

Příspěvek Ferrari F40, Maserati MC12, Lamborghini Aventador SVJ 63 a další sportovní auta se sešla na českém sraze pochází z auto-mania.cz

[gang-m]

Dengkul Gemeter

Ini penamaan nda sembarang nama gaes berat  nih perjalananya  haha

Tercetusnya nama  Dengkul Gemeter, berawal  dari muda mudi M street yang gemar  berpetualang terutama di pendakian, memang para  pendahulu ata sebutan pemula (pendaki muka lama) kita yang biasa mendaki sehingga hobi itu menular kepada adik adiknya. tidak hanya di pendakian saja sesekali kami camp ceria, gatering, kemana aja dahh bebas - bebas saja asalkan asiik, mengihibur utamanya saling bersua satu sama lain dan saling terhubung terjalin silahturahimNya dalam satu wadah.

Dengkul Gemeter  ini hadir ketika pendakian kita ke gunung Cermai di jawabarat tepatnya di daerah Kuningan tahun 2017, Memang setiap pendakian punya sensasi dan cerita tersendiri. Ada tanjakan ada turunan. Pilih tanjakan apa turunan ?

Ketika misi  ke puncak cermai sudah laksana, sungguh  rasa syukur ini tak bisa diungkapkan  saking endahnya alam ini.  Stamina  mulai menurun badan terasa letih tetapi semangat masih membara, ya membera ingin  segera  sampai ke base camp hehe,  namun tak sederhana  yang kita hayalkan harus melewati  tanjakan dan turunan yang sudah di suguhi  begitu asooy, nah hal inilah yang membuat kaki dan lutut kami seketika  GEMETER, di sela sesla istirahat kami  banyak interaksi berpapasan  dengan para ppendaki lainya  dan nama komunitasnya sementara kita belum ada penamaan tuk rombongan kita

Tercetuslah sebutan kaloborasi  antara dengkul dengan gemeter yang kita rasakan sehinga  di kukuhkan lah sebutan divisi  pendakian M-street dengan  nama  “DENGKUL GEMETER“ Mungkin terasa aneh tapi bagi kami nama ini sangat  mempunyai  kesan tersendiri .

Ini hanyalah sekilas tetang asal asul penamaan Dengkul Gemeter dan saat itu bendara M- street dan DG selalu Berkibar bersama sama DI ketingian

[ericbarkman]

Chrono Hustle #42 Limited Information

     Melinda Summers paced back and forth on the bridge of the UES starship Destiny as it was travelling through superspace.      “Could you do me a favor and not wear a hole in the floor of my bridge?” Captain Bonnie Jefferson asked.      “Sorry,” Melinda said.  “I’m just feeling a bit impatient.  It’s been a few days since we lost contact with our people, and I’m just getting worried.”      “We’re getting you there as fast as we can,” Bonnie said.  “I know it sucks not knowing what happened, but there’s not much you can do until we get there.  How much longer until that is, Lieutenant Gilden?”      “We’ll be there in about another fifty minutes or so,” Lieutenant Nicole Gilden said.  She was the pilot.      “Fifty minutes,” Bonnie said.  “The rest of your team is relaxing in other areas on the ship.  Feel free to do so yourself.  We have various different recreation rooms aboard.”      Elsewhere on the Destiny, in one of said rec rooms, Jack Masterson was bowling with Mary Bishop and Imhotep.      “So, you had bowling back in ancient Egypt?” Jack asked as Imhotep went up and picked up a bowling ball.      “It wasn’t exactly the same game, but throwing a ball to hit a target, or targets, isn’t exactly an uncommon game in various different cultures,” Imhotep said as he threw the ball and it went down the lane, before knocking down some of the pins.      “What about the wild west?” Jack asked.  “Did you have the game there, Mary?”      “I know of the game,” Mary said.  “Although I’ve never actually played it.  I wish Abigail was here, she’d probably be enjoying this.”      “Yes, well, that situation is definitely complicated,” Jack said.  “I certainly hope she won’t actually have to stay in the Cretaceous until she leaves the long way, but until we understand more of the situation of how she replaced Sesla we don’t want to risk jeopardizing the timeline.”      “Yeah, I know, I know,” Mary said.  “I just feel bad for her having to stay back at base while we’re out here on a mission.”      “Eh, it’s not too boring back at base,” Jack said.      “Why is it so boring here at base?” Abigail Esau asked as she sat down in the cafeteria.      “I think it’s nice, personally,” Philip Wilson said as he looked up from eating his macaroni and cheese.  “It’s good to get a break from going out on crazy dangerous missions.”      “Well sure, but not when you can’t leave,” Abigail said.  “I mean, I understand why I should stay here, because otherwise it will alter the already altered timeline in ways we can’t possibly predict.  But that doesn’t make this any easier.”      “I thought your big thing was research.  Can’t you do more of that while being stuck here?”      “I mean, I suppose.  Back home I would spend days in my room just reading stuff on my computer, only occasionally stopping for sleep.”      “And food?”      “If I remembered to.”      “So, what’s different now?” Philip asked.  “I mean, other than working for a time travel organization headquartered in the Cretaceous?”      “The fact that I have a girlfriend now, and she’s out on an adventure, and I’m stuck here.  Like, if Dorian was off doing some mission and you were stuck here, wouldn’t you hate that?”      “I mean, I probably wouldn’t be bored, but maybe worried.”      “Yeah, I’m a bit of that too,” Abigail said.  “I mean, I know Mary can take care of herself, but you keep getting into danger and eventually you’ll get yourself killed.  Unless you’re me apparently, and will live for tens of millions of years.”      The Ghost of the temporal duplicate of Jack Masterson was holding the punching bag in place as Ohm was pounding away at it.  They too were on the Destiny.      “So, what do you think we’ll encounter when we get there?” Ghost Jack asked.      “I have little idea,” Ohm said.  “You probably have a lot better idea than me.  I’m not sure why I’m even on this mission.”      “What do you mean?”      “I’m just the big, dumb muscle.  And I don’t think punching Chronos into submission is going to work.”      “I mean, technically we don’t know for certain that it’s Chronos that’s behind the planet Kyklos disappearing.”      “A planet, which he possibly created in the first place, disappeared after he was asked about it,” Ohm said.  “I’m dumb, but not that much.”      “You’re really not though,” Ghost Jack said.  “Like, you are a Neanderthal, and the most advanced technology where you are from is what, pointy sticks?”      “Essentially, yes.”      “And yet after just a couple years, you’ve become fluent in English, learned all sorts of stuff about more advanced technology and even have a basic understanding of time travel.”      “Very basic.”      “Maybe, but I mean, most of us only have a basic understanding of time travel.  What I’m saying is that you learn at an amazingly fast rate.  You’re not stupid.”      “You’re just saying that because you’re interested in me,” Ohm said.      “See, you’re also really perceptive.”      Melinda was still on the bridge of the Destiny when they arrived at their destination, although she had stopped pacing by this point and was sitting down at one of the auxiliary science stations.      “Report,” Bonnie said.      “We’re at the location,” Nicole said.  “But sure enough, there’s no planet here, just like long distance sensors showed.”      Melinda looked through the sensor data on the console in front of her.  “Hmm, readings seem mostly normal,” she said.      “Then what do you want us to do?” Bonnie asked.  “This is your mission.”      “Have your scientists comb through all sensor readings for this area, for anything abnormal,” Melinda said.  “They are obviously better trained with your equipment than I am, plus there’s a lot of data to go through.”      “Can you tell us what to look for?” Bonnie asked.  “Abnormal is a pretty vague description.”      “I don’t know exactly what we’re looking for,” Melinda said.  “And what I do know is classified, so abnormal will have to suffice.”      “Understood,” Bonnie said, with a frown on her face.      Jack, Mary and Imhotep had gone to an observation room, and were looking out at the empty space where a planet should have been.      “Are your knowledge powers telling you anything?” Imhotep asked.      “Not yet,” Jack said.  “I mean, not anything relevant to this anyway.  These days they are almost constantly telling me something though.”      “I know we’re assuming Chronos is behind this, but could it also be related to the alternate universe stuff Deanna was doing on the planet?” Mary asked.      “It’s certainly possible,” Jack said.  “I mean, putting a planet in another universe would be a good way to hide it.  Especially if it was a universe without people out in space.”      “Are we also assuming the planet was moved, and not just destroyed?” Imhotep asked.      “If it was destroyed, there would be debris or something left,” Jack said.  “Even if it was completely obliterated, there would have been some sort of energy discharge we would have picked up.”      “Unless it was destroyed in another era,” Mary said.      “Maybe,” Jack said.      Elsewhere, Nikola Tesla was pacing back and forth, as well as he could in the pitch dark room he was in with ERK-147 and the other scientists that had been with them on Kyklos.      “So, this room is a perfect cube,” Nikola said.      “Yes, that is what my sensors said,” ERK-147 said.      “Which means the only way in or out is teleportation,” Nikola said.  “And we don’t know who it was that appeared before us, and presumably brought us here.”      “I believe he may have been a Greek God,” ERK-147 said.  “Although more powerful than any I have ever encountered, but what little I could detect of his genetics fits that theory.”      “It’s got to be Chronos,” Nikola said.  “He could easily be behind not just this, but the creation of the planet itself.  The only question is, how does that help us?”      “Anything yet?” Jack asked Melinda as he sat down with her in the mess hall.      “Nothing, it’s like the planet was never even here,” Melinda said.  “There’s no trace of it.”      “What about in other eras?” Jack asked.  “Like, let’s say this is Chronos.  We went to talk with him in 1984.”      “Harkon sent teams to other eras, and the planet seems to be gone in all of them, but the stuff that we know that happened on the planet, still seems to be part of the timeline.”      “Hmm, so presumably he wanted to make sure that those parts of the timeline were left intact for some reason.  But we don’t know anything about his reasons for any of this.”      “Which means that has to be our next move if we can’t figure out anything else here,” Melinda said.  “We need to find out why he’s doing this.”      “How are we supposed to do that?  Talk with other Progenitors?”      “Exactly.”      “You wanted to see me, sir?” Abigail asked as she entered Harkon Smith’s office.      “Yes, please sit down,” Harkon said as he put down his computer tablet.  “I just got a report back from Agent Summers’ team.”      “Did they find anything?”      “They found nothing, which means we’re going to need to come at the problem from another angle.”      “Oh?”      “We’re going to try reaching out to other Progenitors and seeing if we can learn anything.”      “Is that wise?”      “Maybe, maybe not, but it’s the best course of action we have at the moment.  Do you want to get started on looking into the identities of other Progenitors and where we can find them?”      “Of course,” Abigail said.  “I’d be happy to.”      Melinda entered Bonnie’s office.  “Have your people found anything yet?” Melinda asked.      “Not yet, and I’m finding it increasingly unlikely that they will,” Bonnie said.  “And I know my ship is on loan to you for this mission, but how long are we expected to be out here.  Earth doesn’t exactly have a whole lot of ships.”      “If we could stay out here a few more hours,” Melinda said.  “We’re starting to look into a few other options, but we still want to be thorough in this area.”      “Of course.”      “So, we’re trying to figure out a list of Progenitors?” Dorian asked.      “Yep,” Abigail said.  “The more the better.  So far, other than Chronos, the only one we’ve encountered so far is Yahweh, I think.”      “I mean, it was just Jack and Deanna that encountered him,” Philip said.  “And based on what Jack’s said of that encounter, I don’t know if we want to go to him again if we can help it.”      “Which is why we need to figure out others,” Abigail said.  “For instance, I’m pretty sure for the Norse pantheon it’s Ymir.”      “I’m thinking Nu for the Egyptians?” Dorian said.      “Makes sense, I think,” Abigail said.  “What about, let’s say, Roman?  I mean, that’s pretty hard to track down with the complex relationship between Roman and Greek mythologies.”      “I got nothing for that,” Dorian said.      “Me neither,” Philip said.  “But maybe for Shinto mythology we have Amenominakanushi.”      “Yeah, that sounds right, other than your pronunciation” Abigail said.  “A friend of mine from back home used to date a girl who’s family practiced some elements of Shintoism.”      “It’s just hard to tell for so many of these,” Dorian said.  “In so many mythologies, especially as you get earlier into the family trees of deities, it becomes more complicated to figure out what the difference is between a being and a concept.”      “Yeah, but at least we’re making some progress,” Abigail said.  “I think.”      Back on the Destiny, Melinda joined Jack, Ghost Jack, Mary, Imhotep, and Ohm in a meeting room.      “Have we found anything yet?” Jack asked.      “Still nothing?” Melinda said.  “We’ll be heading back to Earth shortly.  Abigail, Philip, and Dorian have been attempting to put together a list of Progenitors and seeing if they can track any down.”      “I mean, if we need to, I do know where Yahweh is living,” Jack said.  “Although I’m not sure if I want to go have another chat with him.”      “How many others have they found?” Mary asked.      “Last I heard they had a short list of names,” Melinda said.  “But no locations yet.”      “They aren’t exactly easy to track down,” Jack said.  “It took a decade for me to do so.  I mean, if we want I can do some long term searching again.  With our increased time travel options, it’s even less of an issue for me to do that now.”      “If we have to, we might take advantage of that,” Melinda said.  “But for now we’ll see what we can come up with the regular way.”      “Okay, so we haven’t figured out many, but we’ve possibly figured out a few of the Progenitors,” Abigail said.  “So, we’ll work with that for now.  Next up we need to figure out where and when we might be able to find them.”      “Are we wanting to limit ourselves to after 1984, since that’s when Chronos become a problem from?” Philip asked.  “Or 2017, since that’s when we were interacting with the planet Kyklos…sort of?      “Does it even matter?” Dorian asked.  “I mean, Chronos is a God of Time.  It’s not like causality works the same way with him as with us.”      “Maybe not, but other Progenitors aren’t necessarily the same way,” Abigail said.  “So yeah, probably best to try for times of 1984 or later, 2017 or later if we can manage.”      “So, how do we figure that out?” Philip asked.  “There’s so little about them in the historical records.”      “Then let’s go outside normal historical records,” Abigail said.  “Who would know about things like this, Merlin, Aphrodite, Sesla.  Any of them might be able to help.”      “Aphrodite has rarely been helpful,” Philip said.  “But we can try questioning her, I suppose.  Don’t know about how cooperative Merlin will be, and either way we’ll need to wait for Ghost Jack to get back here to talk with him or Sesla, unless you know another way of communicating with someone in a coma.”      “All valid ideas, although we’re not just limited to actually questioning them, are we?” Dorian asked.      “With Merlin as our prisoner, somebody could go to his home and look through what he has,” Abigail said.  “That’s a good point.”      As Melinda and her team returned to Earth, she was given an update on what Abigail’s team had been figuring out.      “Jack and I will go search Merlin’s place,” Melinda said to the team.      “I should go with,” Ghost Jack said.  “There are all sorts of magical security systems in place.”      “You’ll have to just tell us about them, since you’re the only one of us that can talk to Merlin or Sesla,” Melinda said.  “So, that determines that.”      “We can take Imhotep with though,” Jack said.  “He may be able to help with disarming the security.”      “Agreed,” Melinda said.      “Okay, I’ll tell you everything I am aware of,” Ghost Jack said.  “And hopefully that’ll be enough.”      “How long have we been here by now?” Nikola asked.      “It’s been thirty-five hours,” ERK-147 stated.  “You are worried about dehydration and starvation?”      “Surprisingly no,” Nikola said.  “I am feeling neither hunger nor thirst.”      “Me neither,” one of the others said.      “Yeah, I hadn’t even noticed, but I’m fine on that,” another one said.      “Hmm,” ERK-147 said.  “A scan of your bodies does indicate that you are properly hydrated and fed.”      “Well, if Chronos can create a planet, he can surely ensure that his prisoners are kept in good health,” Nikola said.  “The question is why?”      “Hello Aphrodite,” Abigail said as she sat down on a chair outside her cell.      “You’re a new one,” Aphrodite said.      “My name is Abigail, I’ve been here for a little bit, but I haven’t had the need to talk with you as of yet.”      “Oh, I know who you are, dear.  I’ve met your father before.”      “Don’t try playing that game with me,” Abigail said.  “You’re not going to convince me that you’re my mother.”      “Oh, you don’t have to worry about that.  The woman that raised you is indeed your mother.  The man who raised you however, that’s not the father I was referring to.”      “I don’t care, that’s not what I’m here for.”      “What are you here for?  More intel?  The last time you people wanted intel you had to do a favor for me.  Are you willing to do that again?”      “How did that work out for you, anyway?  You’re still our prisoner.”      “For now,” Aphrodite said.  “Certain things can take a while, but it’s only a matter of time until I’m out of here.”      “We’re looking for one or more of the Progenitors.”      “The what now?”      “Chronos’ siblings.”      “Couldn’t help you there, even if I wanted to.  But feel free to pay me another visit if you ever want to learn who your real father is.”      Ghost Jack entered the dream of the comatose Sesla.  It was very different than the last time he had been here.  He was on a massive balcony overlooking an ocean.  The sky was sunny, with a few fluffy, white clouds dotting it here and there.  Sesla was standing by the railing at the edge, looking out at the ocean.      “Is my new body ready?” Sesla asked without even turning to look.      “Not yet,” Ghost Jack said.  “We’re still working on growing it.”      “I’m sure you are,” Sesla said.  “So, to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit then?”      “We’re looking for information on Progenitors, the original generation of Gods.”      “Oh?”      Ghost Jack explained the situation with Chronos.      “Hmm, very curious.  I am aware of a few, but tracking them down might prove difficult.”      “Any help you can provide would be much appreciated,” Ghost Jack said.      Imhotep cast a spell to get rid of the magic lock.  It was not especially complex, although the sort of spell you would not know to cast if you had not been told.  The door opened before them.  Jack and Melinda followed him into the lab.      “So, what exactly are we looking for?” Imhotep asked.      “Notes, files, anything he might have,” Jack said.      “You don’t become one of the most powerful magic users out there without knowing at least a bit about the competition,” Melinda said.  “Hopefully in his case, that includes one or more of the Progenitors.”      Melinda quickly found a computer, which she started looking through.  Jack was mostly just looking at the various mystical artifacts.  And Imhotep located some old journals, which he started looking through.  They were in a variety of languages, but Imhotep had a simple text translation spell he could use for that.      The journals were full of a variety of different information.  A lot of it was about spells, or artifacts, but there was a bit here and there about Gods and other magical entities.  Nothing on the Progenitors that he had found yet though.      “This,” Jack said as he picked up an old oil lamp.      “What about it?” Melinda asked.      “Don’t know yet,” Jack said.  “But my knowledge powers just kicked in.  It’s something important.”  He started rubbing it, but nothing happened.  “Not a Genie, I guess.”      “I think I saw something about that in one of these journals,” Imhotep said, as he started turning back through the pages.  “Aha, here it is.  That lamp can be used to track powerful beings.”      “That could certainly help,” Melinda said.      Even though he did not need to breath, Ghost Jack took a deep breath to calm himself as he prepared to enter the cell where the comatose Merlin was being kept.      “Are you sure you want to do this?” Doctor Jeri Quill asked.      “Not really,” Ghost Jack said.  “In fact, I kind of really don’t want to do this, but we need to get as much information as we can.”      “You already got information from Sesla, and Melinda’s team may have found something as well,” Jeri said.      “Sesla gave some intel, but we need more.”      “You don’t want to wait for Melinda’s team to return?”      “It’s not like Merlin can do anything to me in there,” Ghost Jack said.  “I think,” he added before he entered the cell, and entered Merlin’s dream.      This was the first time he had entered Merlin’s dreams, so he did not know what exactly to expect.  But what he found was a small bar.  He looked around.  There were a few customers talking and drinking and eating.  He did not recognize any of them, nor did he recognize the bartender.  In the back though, there was a piano being played, and the player was definitely recognizable.      “Hello Merlin,” Ghost Jack said as he approached.      “Good day,” Merlin said without even looking up.  “I was wondering if you’d ever pay me a visit.”      “We need information.  We’re trying to track down Progenitors.”      “Who?”      “The original generation of Gods.”      “Can’t help you there.  Maybe if you wake me up, I can help you then.”      “Can’t do that, sorry.”      “You’re really not,” Merlin said.      “Yeah, you’re right, I’m really not sorry.  And if you can’t help us, then I’ll just be on my way.”  Ghost Jack tried to leave Merlin’s dream, but for some reason it did not work.      Merlin, still playing the piano, grew a rather large smile on his face.      Melinda, Jack and Imhotep returned to base, where Mary and Abigail were waiting for them.      “Did you guys find anything?” Mary asked.      Jack held up the lamp.  “This might help,” he said.      “What, is there a genie inside it?” Abigail asked.      “No, but it can possibly be used to track down Progenitors, amongst other powerful beings,” Melinda said.  “Did Ghost Jack find anything?”      “He’s talking with Merlin right now,” Mary said.  “But he got some potential leads from Sesla.  A starting location.”      “And I talked with Aphrodite, but no help there,” Abigail said.      “That’s to be expected,” Jack said.  “What kind of leads did Sesla give us?”      “What did you do?” Ghost Jack asked.      “I may be comatose, but within my mind, I am still in charge,” Merlin said.      “So, what’s your plan?  Just keep me trapped in here with you?”      “Misery does love company, but no, I have grander plans than that.”      “What kind of plans?”      “You know me better than that, I’m not going to just slip up and give you leverage.”      “Maybe not that easy, but give it time, it’ll happen.”      “Are you certain of that?” Merlin asked. To be continued…

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[venuvlondyne]

Jo a jeste!!!! Jsem vam zapomnela rict ze jak jsem se sesla se sarkou v nedeli, tak jsme sly i s marky do victorias secret a ja sem uz driv premyslela ze bych si koupila nejake kalhotky a meli tam fakt bezvadne tak jsem si par koupila a hadejte co!!!! JA ZASE DOSTALA DAREK!!!! :DDDDDDD ja proste nechapu co delam ze mi vsude davaji posledni dobou darky, tentokrat jsem dostala malinovou bombu do koupele protoze ve vs maji i kosmetiku a na jen spodni pradlo a obleceni a sice jako uznavam jen lushinek ale tuhle taky moc rada vyzkousim!;) TO JE COOOOO:D

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[revistadavila-blog]

Jaciara Cruz, atleta de Indaiatuba agora na Revista DÁvila

Jaciara Cruz, atleta de Indaiatuba agora na Revista DÁvila, confira sua primeira matéria e acompanhem sua coluna Esportividade Nossa!!

Olá caros leitores esportistas ou não, como sou atleta da Secretaria municipal de esportes Indaiatuba – achei justo lançar a minha primeira matéria falando sobre a última competição que ocorreu!

Indaiatuba foi muito bem representada no campeonato de Supino e Levantamento Terra que aconteceu em Mococa: Campeonato Paulista do Interior.

Equipe Sesla foi representada por 12 atletas, o que trouxe 20…

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