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End Times Retrospective Part XIVAh, we've reached the Sun King of retrospectives!
Chapter Ten: The Finest Hour
It was a bizarre formation, General Stone noted. Planes carrying the roundels of the RAF, the USAF, the Luftwaffe, the PLAAF (Fun fact - all arms of the Chinese military are part of the Peoples Liberation Army - which gives their maritime forces the rather hilarious acronym of PLAN), the French and Russian Air Forces, the RAAF and RCAF but no RNZAF, because New Zealand sold their air force for some ineffective LAVs – that was just to name a few – all soared together in a single, steel-metal cloud.
All sorts of planes were flown, from antiques like Egypt's F-4 Phantom II's all retired since I read this, which is understandable given that they were introduced before the Vietnam War to cutting edge masterpieces like the USAF F-22 Raptor, to oddities like the British GR.9 Harrier. No F-35s, though.
This, of course, was a mere technicality.
The simple, fun
End Times Retrospective XIIIA tale of nuked battleships and annoying politicians...
Chapter Six: The Last Day
Despite it being around five-thirty in the morning, the capital of Great Britain was already becoming busy with traffic. One does not simply drive into London... In a small, rudimentary office overlooking the River Thames, Colonel Atkinson and Lieutenant Bishop looked outside the window as the first rays of sunlight began to shine over the London cityscape.
"Morning," mused Atkinson, "Today's the day." The day the teddy bears have their picnic.
"It is," nodded Bishop, "By tomorrow, we'll either be dead or victorious." My money's on the former.
"Indeed," agreed Atkinson, "Makes you think, doesn't it?"
There was a long silence.
"Alright," said Atkinson, eventually, "I'll be making a decoy meeting with Harker and the Prime Minister on the East End during the day. You'll be providing overwatch with a squad of the 33rd Regiment." ...33rd Regiment? The Duke of Wellingto
End Times Retrospective Part XIIThe chapter title here is right - this story got a heck of a lot more complicated then I probably originally anticipated.
Chapter Three: Complexities
Jorgen Von Strangle sat in his quarters on Cyclops, deep in thought as he lifted his weights. Three years ago, the words 'Jorgen' and 'think' would be separated by 'doesn't', but a great deal had changed since then. California had been destroyed, for a start.
It had been three years, three whole years, and the government had done nothing to help him, not even returned him a single fairy. Typical election-promise rubbish, eh Jorgen? Jorgen had little reason by now to think that Freakshow would deliver on the promise Fulton had sworn. Why would he? Fulton made the deal, not Freakshow.
He had been lied to, and now he had nothing, not even a single friend. Since she hasn't been mentioned, I guess we can assume the Tooth Fairy either walked out on him or died offscreen. It would have been nice to know w
End Times Retrospective Part XIWe've had the end. We've had the middle. Now, it is time for The Beginning.
Prologue: Operation Crossroads
July 25th, 1946. Universe C.
The Pacific Ocean is usually pictured as a calm, peaceful region of tranquil oceans and small, vibrant islands. *insert Enya's Orinoco Flow here* In this respect, the armada of rusty ships that had been arranged not far from the Bikini Atoll was a jarring contrast. I'm pretty sure this counts as littering.
One such ship was the large battleship, USS Arkansas. Am I the only one who thinks it's weird that they named a battleship after a landlocked state?
The Arkansas was a US Battleship of the Wyoming class, launched in 1910. It had served in both World Wars, but was now obsolete, replaced by a new generation of warships. Carriers OP - nerf now!
What few knew - least of all Admiral William Blandy, the nominal commander of this strange flotilla
End Times Retrospective XStupid stash saying my document is too big...
Chapter Seventeen: A New Dark Age
It was so quiet in Jimmy Neutron's lab that you could have heard a pin drop.
Jimmy and Colonel Atkinson were on the computers, trying to access what had happened. They had seen the news footage of Fulton, and that of Francis, who had taken a video camera. Both had not presented good tidings.
At last, Jimmy and Atkinson turned away from the computers. Both seemed to be in shock. "Egad!"
"We've accessed the situation," explained Atkinson, "We have concluded that there has been a massive explosive device detonated, and that Dimmsdale has been annihilated." No kidding.
"That means…oh my god, Francis, Waxelplax – heck! – the President, they're all dead!" exclaimed Chester. Oh no. Not Fulton. Why.
"It gets worse," said Jimmy, grimly, "It was Project Oppenheimer. The epicentre of the blast was Ark." Russell Crowe's latest outbur
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