NaNoWriMo Update and Von Braun Wheel Hotel

My NaNoWriMo project is still behind, but as of this moment, I have committed 2171 words. I should probably stop revising and rewriting as I go to up the number count.

If you’ve followed and read posts here for any amount of time, you know that the Von Braun is a reoccurring theme in my writing and artwork. I personally think moving this from concept to reality is the key to exo-Earth-orbit space travel.

So, imagine my joy and surprise to find this article in my news feed this morning. Titled “Yes, the ‘Von Braun’ Space Hotel Idea Is Wild. But Could We Build It by 2025?” over on Space.com, the article discusses a company working on developing a hotel in Earth orbit using the von Braun wheel for its design.

Image stolen from the Space.com article.

Ripe

Prompt and DeviantArt link for the 31st.

Every organization’s got one. He’s loved by some, hated by some, and sometimes it’s both at the same time by the same people. He doesn’t intent to be a bad guy. He’s just always looking for an angle, or some way to get ahead.

Ours on the USSC Aldrin is Bill. While most of us on the Aldrin see the people and places of Themis as an opportunity to learn more about the universe and life on another planet, Bill sees a customer base ripe for exploitation. And chances are, if you’re missing something, Bill’s probably already sold it.

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If you’ve been following along and just want to see the series of posts inline, or if you haven’t been following and just want to see the finished series, click here: Inktober. The DeviantArt gallery is here: Inktober 2019.

Next stop,

National Novel Writing Month, starting today, November 1.

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Catch

Prompt and DeviantArt link for the 30th.

No one knows for sure when it happened. Sometime between when it was written in the 20th century and when the USSC’s officer training program was created in the late 21st century, the book Catch 22 was adopted as the formal officer training manual.

Since that time, some NCOs and senior NCOs have expressed their suspicion that Catch 22 was included in classroom literature either by an NCO as a joke or by an officer as a how-not-to manual. However, the current caliber of decision made by USSC senior officers demonstrates that whatever the intent, it has since become viewed as a hot-to instead.

Injured

Prompt and DeviantArt link for the 29th.

There are many injuries a space marine can endure on a battle field. The suits are designed to withstand most and keep the trooper in battle. However, the most severe injury a space marine can received on a battlefield is injured pride.

As the knights waded deeper into the battling forces, many a space marine was emptying a magazine of flechettes and replacing it with the next one while the opposing demon who’d taken the full load seemed to merely stagger. That was not the source of the marines’ wounded pride.

Instead, it started as awe, before escalating into incredulousness, and finally shifting in exasperated disbelief as they watched pairs of knights wipe away pairs these demonic beasts with a chant and a wave of their hands.

The views before us supported the idea these guys were on a mission of a higher calling.

Ride

Prompt and DeviantArt link for the 28th.

As the Knight Templars came riding in behind us to join the coming battle, some road the traditional horses long associated with knights. Others had a more unique ride.

It looked like a mechanical horse. It was horse shaped except for the absence of legs. It was a cross between some kind of hovercraft and a motorcycle. These paladins still rode two to a horse, whether it was flesh and blood or mechanical.

Our front line began firing into the approaching demon and vampire forces. The knights speed up into a full charge. As the front rider drove the horse into a mass of enemies, the rear rider would do battle from a seated position until they’d gathered a significant number of enemy troops. Once that was achieved, the two knights jumped from the horse, stood back to back, and fought together against the encroaching force.

As my platoon moved up to secure the area behind a pair of knights so fighting, one of the pair spoke up, “Thought you guys could use a hand on your first triple new moon.”

“You mean it’s always like this when the three moons go dark?”

“Aye, but if you find this crazy, just wait until you witness your first triple eclipse.”

The idea that the battle that was opening before my eyes was small was not a comforting thought. As I got the platoon ready to hop forward on the knight’s heels, an imp[lied thought hit me. I turned to face the one who’d spoken.

“Um.. I take it you guys have been here a while .. sir.”

“The name is Andrew and not all Knight Templars remained in France for the king’s raids. Some of us had other orders.”