Tech Jump: A Time travelling mis-step (AnjelRocker and Eiselmann)
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				Title: <strong>Tech Jump: A Time travelling mis-step (AnjelRocker and Eiselmann)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eiselmann</strong> on <strong>01-08-2014, 10:30:46</strong>
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				Kent 2076<br><br>Andrew Sampson looked at his son Rupert "Its time" both looked as the monitors showed the outer shield doors being breeched, the last known refuge of humanity had been found, it was now a matter of time. Picking up the plate sized disk Andrew downloaded the very last load of information, the words of the denizens of this complex , the same people that were even now fighting for a few extra seconds of life and unknowingly fighting for his son to give humanity one last chance.<br><br>Two years earlier an alien fighter had been shot down not twenty miles from this spot it was unlike any fighter seen before in the ten year resistance to Alien invasion and by luck Andrew had gotten almost ten minutes with the engine before having to flee with the small combat team. Those ten minutes had allowed him to gather enough performance data to full the key gap in his design: A Time machine.<br><br>Rupert who was dressed in jeans running shoes and a t shirt put on black body suit his father had made it covered his entire body from ankle to neck and was very lightweight but incredibly dense it could deflect the slash or point of a sword attack and even protect against rifle fire, as his father had said "Irony would be sending you back to advance humanity and some fool with a sword cuts you in half because you appear out of thin air in his little castle"<br><br>"Dad... I I love you"<br><br>"I love you to son, change the world" the two men hugged. There were no tears only resolve. On the monitor more and more aliens entered the complex and then the rumble of an explosion rocked the entire complex, the last roll of the dice for the human defenders as the multi story underground complex lost its central pillars, there was now no way out.<br><br>Andrew stood in the chamber and watched his father start the process , he was being sent back to the time of William the Conqueror, his father believed that the Aliens were 600 years in advance of humanity so Andrew had to set humanity along an advanced tech path and give those who followed him all they needed to ensure humanity gained 1600 years of advancement in just 1000 years, he had a plan he knew how this would work, looking down at the disk in his hand , it contained every tech advance in every field as well achieved by humanity as well as full details of every identified natural resource on the planet .<br><br>His father turned and nodded flicked a switch and as light flashed around Rupert he saw his father collapse as the lab door exploded and aliens poured in....<br><br>then he was standing on open ground , blue skies, bird song, then Rupert found himself flying realising that a horse had run into him, hitting the ground his eyes for a moment focused on a small carriage and then his mind clouded and his eyes closed.<br><br><br>Rupert Sampson<br>21years<br>6ft 2 short dark hair blue eyes pale having lived half of his life underground.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tech Jump: A Time travelling mis-step (AnjelRocker and Eiselmann)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aurora Borealis</strong> on <strong>06-08-2014, 04:22:12</strong>
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				It was a lovely day out in the country as they were returning from Sunday Mass in the village of Heathfield in the South of England. It was a distance from the busy streets of London and was quite lovely. It was the spring of the year 1812 and the sunny was shining which was quite rare. Of course, Napoleon was attacking the continent with heavy forces but hear on the Island of Britain… life seemed quite simple. “That was a beautiful service, was it not?” Catherine’s younger sister, Bianca said to her as the young woman looked over and nodded. “Yes, I do like the passage about how the meek will inherit the earth…” Catherine mentioned before looking back out the carriage window. She was sitting there with her three sisters as well as her mother and father. <br><br>Her other sister, Amelia was looking forward before saying that the Vicar was looking well with so much passion for his words that morning. Catherine smiled thinking that perhaps to some, it was a boring life but she was quite content with it for the moment. As for now, she was hoping to find herself a husband. She wanted to go to London for a season but her father had not been able to bring his daughters for that this year.<br>Although, she had been looking at a few of the gentlemen at the church that morning. There was only about three gentlemen that were eligible but only the one had the wealth that she wanted to possess. It would make her future easy and he was also still young… <br><br>There was the option of an older gentleman with the hopes that he would pass on and then, she could have the freedom of becoming a widow.<br>Yes, Catherine was an ambitious sort of young lady.<br><br>It was at that moment that there was a jerk of the horses and her father tapped on the roof of the carriage to their driver. “Parker? Whatever is the manner?” He said as he went to the door to open it and the coachman said. “There’s a fellow who we just ran into, sir… Came out of nowhere…” <br><br>“You ran into a man?”<br><br>“Aye, and he is wearing the strangest of clothes…”<br><br>Well, that had Catherine’s attention as she said. “How strange?”<br><br>Bianca was the next to say something as their mother said. “Enough girls… it’s not ladylike.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tech Jump: A Time travelling mis-step (AnjelRocker and Eiselmann)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eiselmann</strong> on <strong>06-08-2014, 08:40:55</strong>
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				Rupert was drowning, had he reappeared in the sea? Where was all the water coming from, his eyes flashed open and he saw two men , one standing over him was a grey haired man who's face was a mix of concern and uncertainty, while the other man was pouring water on Rupert's face he was a lot older however his face had a strength to it.<br><br>They were both well dressed and...what the clothes were wrong , when ever he was it was not when it should have been.<br><br>"He's come about sir" said the man leaning over Rupert<br><br>"I can see that Parker" looking directly at Rupert the standing man " You sir, what is your name"<br><br>"Yeah I'm feeling well thanks for asking " Rupert said sarcastically..."ow..."<br><br>"You sir are clearly not a gentleman, my man Parker shall strike you again if you are not forthcoming what is your name and why did you attack my horses and disturb the peace of my lady wife and daughters"<br><br>Rupert shook his head and managed to rise himself into a sitting position "Okay dude chillax, my name is Rupert Sampson and I didn't run into your horses, they kinda of got to the same point as I did , it wasn't planned"<br><br>"Your speech is strange" Parker said "where you from, up north?"<br><br>"North?" Rupert said confused "No I'm from Kent, what year is it"<br><br>Parker looked up at his employer" If you think sir, this fellow seems to have lost his wits , perhaps we should take him , in the morrow well I could take him to a doctor that deals with those who have damaged their mind"<br><br>" He rides with you" ensure he does not converse. Parker helped the man up, the stranger he was quite a tall man towering over both gentleman and man servant<br><br>"Wait " Rupert said suddenly and began looking around the ground nearby frowning he said "Computer" &lt;Computer&gt; came a noise several yards away, smiling Rupert walked over to the source of the sound and picked up the disk, it was the size of a plate and looked to be made of a type of metal. Looking at the stunned looks on both men , Rupert realised why " Oh yeah this...I .. its just a discus I use it to practice throwing my voice, its a neat trick...so anyway what year is it" &lt; Astrological Charts indicate 1812&gt;<br><br>Rupert's eyes widened "See my lips didn't move at all , that's talent my friends"<br>
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