Yeah, at it again. I really need to get my muse some Ritalin or something, goddamn. Anyway, here we go...
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Grand Canal Park, Helium, Mars, 20XX
“Well,” Helen Scott said, “it’s definitely magical. Beyond that I have no clue.”
The whole trouble started earlier that morning, when persons unknown materialized a large doorway right in the middle of Grand Canal Park. Park workers immediately suspected shenanigans, closed the park and called in the cops. The mayor called in various favors and like manna from heaven a pair of specialists arrived to take a look at the damn thing.
The doorway itself was a good hundred feet wide and about the same tall, supported on a thick stone structure with fluted columns adding a little bit of embellishment to the otherwise austere facing. The whole thing seemed to be made of white stone foreign to Mars, which made it a good candidate for being Not From Around Here. “Well, that’s one thing we know,” the police captain who’d ended up in overall charge of the scene said. “Anything you can add to that, Dr. Hasegawa?”
Jade Hasegawa waved her laser screwdriver vaguely at the giant door. “There’s something behind it, allright,” she said. “Doesn’t look like a Thorne wormhole, could be a tesseract or a Sangnoir portal. If it’s magical then I’m pretty sure that it’s not local.”
“And not local means?”
“That it isn’t Fen-made or a Builder artifact. If I were a betting woman—and I am, imagine that—I’d put twenty sols down that this is a dimensonal incursion of some kind.”
“Really,” the captain said. Jade shrugged. “You wanted to know what it is,” she said. “That’s probably what it is.”
“Why here, though?”
“It’s a major city, probably the biggest city in Fenspace these days,” Helen waved at the topless towers of Helium just beyond the park’s environmental tent. “And the way Helium’s laid out this is the biggest open space available. If you mean why did somebody send a multiversal gate to us in particular, can’t help you with that.”
“Personally I blame Granddad,” Jade noted. Helen glared at her. “What?” she said. “It’s true! Granddad hosted that interdimensional glee club back in ‘13 and now we can’t go more than two years without some idiot dive-bombing us.”
“Dr. Hasegawa,” the captain said hastily, “what’s the likelihood of this being a hostile event?”
“Fifty-fifty? Sounds about right.”
“They haven’t opened the door yet,” Helen noted. “That’s suspicious.”
“Fair enough,” Jade agreed. “But suspicious doesn’t mean hostile. Could be there’s a time differential they need to compensate for, or maybe there’s actual distance between Point A and Point B and they’re still in transit.”
“But it could be hostile,” the captain pressed.
“Yeah, could be. I think the riot squad and the barricades ought to be able to handle most anything as long as it’s not too weird.” Jade’s screwdriver beeped sharply, then whistled. She pointed it back at the doorway. “And would you look at that.”
“Look at what?”
“Activity spike on the event horizon. I think the other side’s getting ready to open up. And... hell-O, that’s a pretty impressive spike.” Jade’s eyes widened. “Yeah, revising estimate to seventy-thirty on the ‘hostile’ end, captain.”
“Crap,” the officer growled, switching on his police-band radio. “All units, expect activity soon, foamers and shielders hot, people, this might not be friendly.”
“And on that note,” Jade mused. “Be right back, captain.” So saying, she grabbed Helen by the scruff of the neck, plopped her on her shoulder and jogged back to the impropmptu police barricade. “Wha? HEY!” Helen squeaked.
“Sorry auntie,” Jade said cheerfully. “Squishy human mages on the safe side of the barricade, cylon master race and trained professionals on the dangerous side!” She dropped a fuming Helen off, patted her on the head and dashed back to the front of the line. “Sorry about that,” she said as she got back. “Dropping off a noncombatant.”
“You qualified to be up here?” the captain asked. Jade grinned, pulling a phaser pistol from nowhere in particular.
“Starfleet Marines Reserve,” she said idly. “This isn’t my first dinosaur rodeo.”
“Hey! It’s opening!” Jade and the captain turned to see the huge stone doors slowly swing open with a terrible grinding noise. Bright sunlight streamed in from the other side, along with...
“Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me,” Jade groaned.
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Fun Tyrant's Notes: This one will not continue. Not just because there honestly isn't a story here beyond "rehash of Gate but with Fen instead of the JSDF" but because Gate as a franchise manages to annoy me on an intrinsic level. I only wrote this, and am only posting it here, because it wouldn't fucking leave me alone. %P
Mr. Fnord interdimensional man of mystery
FenWiki - Your One-Stop Shop for Fenspace Information
"I. Drink. Your. NERDRAGE!"
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Grand Canal Park, Helium, Mars, 20XX
“Well,” Helen Scott said, “it’s definitely magical. Beyond that I have no clue.”
The whole trouble started earlier that morning, when persons unknown materialized a large doorway right in the middle of Grand Canal Park. Park workers immediately suspected shenanigans, closed the park and called in the cops. The mayor called in various favors and like manna from heaven a pair of specialists arrived to take a look at the damn thing.
The doorway itself was a good hundred feet wide and about the same tall, supported on a thick stone structure with fluted columns adding a little bit of embellishment to the otherwise austere facing. The whole thing seemed to be made of white stone foreign to Mars, which made it a good candidate for being Not From Around Here. “Well, that’s one thing we know,” the police captain who’d ended up in overall charge of the scene said. “Anything you can add to that, Dr. Hasegawa?”
Jade Hasegawa waved her laser screwdriver vaguely at the giant door. “There’s something behind it, allright,” she said. “Doesn’t look like a Thorne wormhole, could be a tesseract or a Sangnoir portal. If it’s magical then I’m pretty sure that it’s not local.”
“And not local means?”
“That it isn’t Fen-made or a Builder artifact. If I were a betting woman—and I am, imagine that—I’d put twenty sols down that this is a dimensonal incursion of some kind.”
“Really,” the captain said. Jade shrugged. “You wanted to know what it is,” she said. “That’s probably what it is.”
“Why here, though?”
“It’s a major city, probably the biggest city in Fenspace these days,” Helen waved at the topless towers of Helium just beyond the park’s environmental tent. “And the way Helium’s laid out this is the biggest open space available. If you mean why did somebody send a multiversal gate to us in particular, can’t help you with that.”
“Personally I blame Granddad,” Jade noted. Helen glared at her. “What?” she said. “It’s true! Granddad hosted that interdimensional glee club back in ‘13 and now we can’t go more than two years without some idiot dive-bombing us.”
“Dr. Hasegawa,” the captain said hastily, “what’s the likelihood of this being a hostile event?”
“Fifty-fifty? Sounds about right.”
“They haven’t opened the door yet,” Helen noted. “That’s suspicious.”
“Fair enough,” Jade agreed. “But suspicious doesn’t mean hostile. Could be there’s a time differential they need to compensate for, or maybe there’s actual distance between Point A and Point B and they’re still in transit.”
“But it could be hostile,” the captain pressed.
“Yeah, could be. I think the riot squad and the barricades ought to be able to handle most anything as long as it’s not too weird.” Jade’s screwdriver beeped sharply, then whistled. She pointed it back at the doorway. “And would you look at that.”
“Look at what?”
“Activity spike on the event horizon. I think the other side’s getting ready to open up. And... hell-O, that’s a pretty impressive spike.” Jade’s eyes widened. “Yeah, revising estimate to seventy-thirty on the ‘hostile’ end, captain.”
“Crap,” the officer growled, switching on his police-band radio. “All units, expect activity soon, foamers and shielders hot, people, this might not be friendly.”
“And on that note,” Jade mused. “Be right back, captain.” So saying, she grabbed Helen by the scruff of the neck, plopped her on her shoulder and jogged back to the impropmptu police barricade. “Wha? HEY!” Helen squeaked.
“Sorry auntie,” Jade said cheerfully. “Squishy human mages on the safe side of the barricade, cylon master race and trained professionals on the dangerous side!” She dropped a fuming Helen off, patted her on the head and dashed back to the front of the line. “Sorry about that,” she said as she got back. “Dropping off a noncombatant.”
“You qualified to be up here?” the captain asked. Jade grinned, pulling a phaser pistol from nowhere in particular.
“Starfleet Marines Reserve,” she said idly. “This isn’t my first dinosaur rodeo.”
“Hey! It’s opening!” Jade and the captain turned to see the huge stone doors slowly swing open with a terrible grinding noise. Bright sunlight streamed in from the other side, along with...
“Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me,” Jade groaned.
GATE: Thus Great Justice Fought There
a Fenspace / Gate crossover story
coming sometime around fucking never
a Fenspace / Gate crossover story
coming sometime around fucking never
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Fun Tyrant's Notes: This one will not continue. Not just because there honestly isn't a story here beyond "rehash of Gate but with Fen instead of the JSDF" but because Gate as a franchise manages to annoy me on an intrinsic level. I only wrote this, and am only posting it here, because it wouldn't fucking leave me alone. %P
Mr. Fnord interdimensional man of mystery
FenWiki - Your One-Stop Shop for Fenspace Information
"I. Drink. Your. NERDRAGE!"