The massive being, almost as old as time itself, looked down at the three challengers and considered them through a god’s eyes. They were young. Their cultures would consider them barely out of adolescence. But they had fought a hard road to get to this place, and that journey had left scars upon them, at the end. The fact that they were hopelessly outmatched didn’t matter to them. They still raised their swords to the End Of All Things and shouted ‘no.’ For the first time in so long, it could not remember the sensation, the ancient darkness felt afraid.
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He had the power to read minds. If he could see a person, their thoughts would fill his head, as overwhelming as though they were shouting in his ear. He wasn’t even able to watch television. Recorded images still broadcast the actors’ minds, and plots became lost in their anxieties and emotions. Just a photograph would cause him to experience a single sharp stab of memory. He realized the problem was with his eyes. If he didn’t see the person, the thoughts couldn’t come through. The blindfold helped for a while. Then he had to resort to more drastic measures.
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The ghost ship appeared suddenly out of the fog, floating above the water on rotten boards and torn sails, threatening to overwhelm the little merchant ship. The pilot rang the alarm bell as the crew panicked. “Quit your blubbering and get to your posts,” The captain growled. “Priests to the forecastle!” A trio of holy men rushed on deck, each wearing the vestments of a different order. They chanted at the approaching craft, and it paused before fading back into the shadows. The captain nodded, satisfied. The Haunted Sea was full of dangers, but it always paid to be prepared.
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Welcome to Nostalgia Pilots! This week, Spence, Hugh, Jason and Jurd consider Mobile Fighter G Gundam episode 13: Big Trouble! Domon vs. the Big 5. Watch on Crunchyroll or YouTube! There are a few audio artifacts in the beginning of the episode. Unfortunately, they occurred during recording and I was unable to remove them. –Hugh
This week: Domon wanders into a trap, Rain actually knows how to use the Gundam, and Chibodee is Captain Falcon. Plus, who is this mysterious new antagonist, and where did Master Asia go?
The bandit crouched along the desert road and waited, his cat by his side. “The key to this gig is patience,” he told the beast. “When travelers come by, we’ll relieve them of their valuables. Honestly, we’re doing them a favor. All that gold will only slow down their crossing.” The cat just stared at him. The sun climbed slowly into the sky, and no travelers came. The bandit balanced a dagger on the tip of his finger, bored and thirsty. The cat hopped up onto his back. “Maybe you should try someplace a bit more populated,” it suggested.
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He began having stress headaches and needed a vacation. He found a backwater, undeveloped planet and booked a cabin in the wilderness for a week. No email, no videophone, no ansible. Just himself and nature. He first saw the aliens on his second day. They were spectral, hairy little things, almost like earth insects, but cute. He spent his days sketching them as they hopped and skittered over the rustic furniture. Slowly, he relaxed. He was packing up when there was a knock on the door. “I’m here about the gas leak,” the technician said. Suddenly, his headache was back.
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Tonight your hosts, Hugh, Rich, Opop, and Jurd, as they conclude their journey over the garden wall.
CCRC79
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The herder saw lightning on the horizon. A storm was coming fast. There wasn’t time to find shelter. She’d have to trust in the mercy of the plains. The strange pillars of light dated the plains, glowing brightly in the darkening afternoon. Her people knew almost nothing about them, but they were always ringed by clear sky, no matter the weather. She pressed the protesting cows closer and huddled with them. Fierce wind and rain lashed at them, but they held firm. After the storm passed, she got them moving again. The pillars were mysterious, but hungry mouths couldn’t wait.
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She haunts the staircase, climbing endlessly, trapped in one moment of ascension, her goal forever out of reach. As though trapped in amber, she watches the room transform around her. The carpet under her feet wears thin and is replaced. The walls are repainted. An endless array of people pass her, going up and down and never noticing her. She knows what she is, and wonders if she died on these stairs. But the memory, like all her memories, is just beyond her grasp. Eventually, the building is torn down. The stairs crumble away and she is suddenly flying. Free.
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She carried two blades, each about a foot long, made of pure light. There wasn’t anything she couldn’t cut through, and there was no hiding what she was: The greatest assassin who ever lived. Most assassins chose stealth as their medium. They swathed themselves in black and gray and lurked in the shadows. She fought her opponents openly. It wasn’t as though she had a code of honor. All the watching and waiting felt too much like work to her. She preferred five minutes of excitement to an hour of boredom. And it wasn’t as though anyone could stop her.
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Podcast Repost: CCRC79 – Over the Garden Wall S1E9 & S1E10
January 11, 2022
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Tonight your hosts, Hugh, Rich, Opop, and Jurd, as they conclude their journey over the garden wall.
Chrononaut Cinema Reviews is presented by https://www.skinner.fm and http://hughjodonnell.com, and is released under the Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial 3.0 Unported License.