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TallTim
@talltim
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Reformed cubicle serf, grudging techie, career trader
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2017-06-23 20:30
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talltim
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2017-10-01 16:39
TTWC - Driven (Part Three)
James tightened his grip on the steering wheel, glancing at the center console displaying Ella's rear view. The Jaxxer-controlled cranes were rolling in a solid row, shoving slower vehicles out of their
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talltim
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2017-09-30 16:43
TTWC - Driven (Part Two)
James slowly eased Ella towards the on-ramp, looking for an opening in traffic. The Arc causeways were the main arteries of an extensive system designed for autonomous transport. He felt like a fraud trying
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talltim
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2017-09-29 16:20
TTWC - Driven (Part One)
James poked at the screen, winding lines between iterative blooms of fractal geometry. The latest puzzle game from BizNart, a hive of semi-collaborative algorithms. Glancing at the time, James frowned.
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2017-09-28 16:24
TTWC - New Darwin, Inc.
Eldon Graves drummed his fingers on the conference room table. Junior ad execs were lined up outside, vying for slots to pitch their new product ideas. Eldon dreaded this time of year, young shining faces
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2017-09-27 15:05
TTWC - Killjoy
The sky was a brilliant sapphire blue. Maxx smiled and and tucked in his arms, reducing air resistance. Slashing down at a sharp angle, vectoring in on the bright yellow jumpsuit below him. To the left
talltim
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2017-09-26 15:02
TTWC - Negatory
Bloody hell, another Redliner. He pushed by me on the sidewalk, head covered with a fraying hoodie flecked with paint. My Personal Rating Display showing a large negative number floating above his head,
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2017-09-25 16:36
TTWC - Deadlock
"Listen, baby. I'm still in love with you. I prove that every day!", Death rattled, exhaling noxious fumes. He had been drinking again, distilled spirits of purgatory. It stank like hopeless
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2017-09-24 15:15
TTWC - Mundane Mayhem
Sparks flew from the large coils, energized fields pulsing in the massive containment chamber. Steve cackled as the generators struggled with the load. He knew they would hold, despite the deafening whine.
talltim
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2017-09-23 16:59
TTWC - Omnivore
A plume of dust flared from the back of the carrier, large tires droning like bees. 112th Recon, routine patrol out of Austin, Texas. High noon sun baking cracked asphalt, nothing moving but the tumbleweeds,
talltim
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2017-09-22 15:42
TTWC - Heretic Hero
It happened in fits and starts. Buried in tabloids, alongside articles on bat-boy and alien abductions. The man who self-combusted but didn't burn his house down. The woman that disappeared in broad daylight,
talltim
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2017-09-21 16:10
TTWC - Lucked Out
The world was never a fair place. It just needed some help. Gordon adjusted his crisp white lab coat, changing the lapel pin from a four-leaf clover to a golden horseshoe. Its the details that matter,
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2017-09-20 14:05
TTWC - Redlight
Rayatoo Boh tapped on the navigation console, swiping through system clusters and stars looking for the familiar diamond logo of a StarStop. He needed rest, and refueling. Smuggling was a tough business
talltim
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2017-09-19 16:45
TTWC - Loudmouth
"I want a situation report, NOW!", General Dixon snapped, un-lit cigar poking out from the corner of his mouth. The command center was at full alert, multiple inbound targets dotted the wall-sized
talltim
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2017-09-18 16:23
TTWC - Bootstrap (Part Ten)
Ceiling lights rocked and swayed with each concussive blast, fine dust raining down from above. Neal compiled the final module, watching the indicator reach 100% in short jerky bursts. This was it then.
talltim
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2017-09-17 16:11
TTWC - Bootstrap (Part Nine)
A tabbed terminal window began pulsing on screen, highlighting search results. Neal glanced over at the bored soldier on duty near the door. The guard was focused on a small display in the corner of the
talltim
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2017-09-16 16:06
TTWC - Bootstrap (Part Eight)
Neal hammered on the keyboard, fingers dancing in complex rhythms as he cornered a solution. It was simpler than he thought, the origin signal, that is. Once he partitioned the problem into logical chunks,
talltim
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2017-09-15 17:18
TTWC - Bootstrap (Part Seven)
Neal's back ached. The console seating was meant for fully deployed troops loaded with gear, not a tired astronomer being carted around the back country like a confused tourist. The workstation window
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2017-09-14 13:49
TTWC - Bootstrap (Part Six)
Decode The diesel engine coughed and rumbled as they took a sharp turn, kicking up dust in the headlights. Up ahead, two sentries stood watch at the entrance, portable fencing anchored with large cement
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2017-09-13 13:40
TTWC - Bootstrap (Part Five)
Neal's office was nearly bare. Desks had been moved and equipment carried out, impressions from the furniture still marking the carpet in perpendicular lines. His workstation was the only connected machine
talltim
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2017-09-12 15:24
TTWC - Bootstrap (Part Four)
Neal was sitting at his workstation when the door slammed open, knocking over the remaining pile of printouts stacked on the cabinet against the concrete wall. A group of soldiers flooded the room, parting
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