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#1 Sweetmiracle

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Posted 27 October 2004 - 12:08 PM

In the Classic Rock article, Geddy was quoted as saying about Cygnus X-1 pt 2, " When we sat down to write the second part, we really didn't know where to take it. But we'd already said 'to be continued' so we had to do something. Neil had been working on this Apollo/Dionysius thing for some time. It wasn't supposed to be part of Cygnus, but...we thought, maybe we can combine the two..."

Here's the mission, should you choose to accept it. Write an alternate ending for Cygnus X-1......

Maybe the Rocinante could end up in a world where the giant windmills are alive... or at a pool party at your brother's house...or whatever...

I always thought that he could have become a newly-conceived baby in another universe...but that's a  pretty obvious one.

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Posted 27 October 2004 - 12:25 PM

Great idea...let's see some!

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Posted 27 October 2004 - 01:35 PM

Cygnus X-1 Book 2 (sorta)

Experience slips away. Time stands still and becomes irrelevant. I find myself standing next to, surrounded by, yet at the same time within, all of my possible manifestations. There I am as an infant, and over there I'm a doddering old man. Does this mean I was/am destined to reach a ripe old age? It doesn't matter at all at this point. My past, future, and present (which suddenly seems a quaint notion) merge into a single moment. And just LOOK at me at the peak of my powers, at 19! "Hey you! Don't take anything for granted! And watch out for that blonde from Tucscon!" I want to shout to "him". But he is not listening, I'm sure. Well, I never DID listen to anyone at that age. What a jerk "I" was!

Am I alive? Is this some cosmic existence beyond our experience? Do I need to recalculate my notions of the supernatural? Perhaps later I will consider it for a bit. But, right now I could use a stiff drink. I cast about me for a Macallen. None to be found. RATS! What sort of "afterlife" IS this, anyways?

And then I spot a door. It's pretty plain looking, and grimy-looking. Not at all what one would expect to encounter in the "afterlife". Well, not unless one had very little imagination. It somehow beckons to me. Well, what's the worst that can happen? I ask myself. Oops! Best not to ponder such thoughts. I've already SEEN what can happen as my every nerve was torn apart and my trusty Rocinante vaporized entering this "place". I even hesitate to call it a "place", as it doesn't seem to really exist. At least, not in any recognized version of reality I know.

So, I approach the door, feeling strangely emboldened, as if I am about to uncover a riddle of the cosmos. I grasp the knob, turn and with one swift motion, pull it open. I am engulfed. I have been knocked down by the sheer force of thousands? millions? billions? of small furry things. I struggle to regain my feet and my breath, and to focus on the multi-colored........... what are they?

They are socks. Just plain ordinary socks. My mind does not appreciate the oddness of this vision initially.

And then I see him. He's sitting in a large bed. Splayed about him are about 5000 single, unmatched socks. Above him I see a television embedded, yes, embedded in the ceiling of this small room. But it shows only static. He greets me.

"Hey there! drummer boy! Do you want a peanut-butter and banana sandwich? I'm just having one now."

"No, thank you" I stammer.

"Suit yourself, but you'll be hungry soon."

"Hey there!" he continues. "You wanna give me a hand here? I almost had a matched pair a few days ago."

And then I realize what's happening here. I recognize the King of Rock and Roll himself, Elvis Presley, late of Graceland, Memphis, TN. And I recognize his quixotic quest. Resigned to my fate, I sit down and start laying out the socks, hoping that soon an attractive fan will appear in her own "Rocinante" to give us a hand. So many socks................

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Posted 27 October 2004 - 02:16 PM

the dust clears and i have no memory
where is this land I am upon
i have my ship
but don't know what had happened
i hope
I
don't
lose
it all

i am taken and held captive
there is no light for me to see
I've lost it all
but something has just happened
I have
gained
back
all
my thoughts

(mellow synth/ guitar interlude that slowly builds)
(Geddy screams next line)
and with that my strength returned
the prison walls could not hold me
I tore them down with all my might
I am now surrounded by mystic strange beings
(another cool inturlude)

they start to attack so I defend
they were no match for me
for I am Cygnus
the god of balance



there.  i think it is better.  
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Posted 27 October 2004 - 02:42 PM

Do you mean lyrics or like a story?  

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Posted 27 October 2004 - 03:12 PM

QUOTE (NeilPeartFan2112 @ Oct 27 2004, 03:42 PM)
Do you mean lyrics or like a story?

Howze about whatever suits your fancy?

Sounds good to me.

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Posted 27 October 2004 - 03:13 PM

I'll try to think of something and post it for you guys.  

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Posted 28 October 2004 - 02:51 PM

Here's my effort, writen at work today.  (Honestly, I hadn't read the start of BSG's effort until I came to post it).

Cygnus X-1:  Arrival

I open my eyes as a child.
I close them as an old man.
The steps I take between the two points allows me to watch the span of a life from birth to dotage.  At the beginning, I stumble with the awkwardness of a new born.  At the end, I totter with frailty of age.  As I make my way forward, I feel my steps grow stronger until they, once again, begin to falter.
At first, a thousand memories assail my mind.  Frightening, incomprehensible images flash before my eyes.  A sleek metallic shape.  Blinking lights.  Thousands upon thousands of stars.  Darkness.  A chronometer that runs slower and slower.  Finally, there is an explosion of bright light and terrible sound before the memory fades.
I become aware again.  My surroundings are strange yet familiar, as if half remembered.  Blank walls are on either side leading to a small portal at the far end of the corridor.  Beneath my feet is a floor made of some grey, synthetic material that muffles my steps as I pace forward.
The only sound in my ears is the pounding of the blood in my veins and the harshness of my breathing.
As I move forward, the corridor seems to stretch forward into eternity.  The closer I get, the more remote it seems.  Each step I take appears to be miles in length, as if the very fabric of my body is elastic in some fashion.
Out of the corner of my eye I catch half-formed glimpses of something.  Try as I might I cannot bring it into focus but I get the impression of eternity.  
I do not know how long it takes me to walk the length of the corridor.  Whole eons seem to pass for every step I take, civilizations rise and fall to dust and are forgotten.
Eventually, I reach the portal and push gently.  The surface feels warm and gently yielding as it opens allowing a breath of fresh air onto my face.
The sky outside is dark with a myriad of stars, like diamonds sprinkled over black velvet.  Looking up, I spy out the familiar constellations in the night sky.
Ursa Major; Ursa Minor; Cassiopeia; Cepheus.
My eyes are slowly drawn to Cygnus - the Northern Cross.  In awe, I look at its brightness, counting the stars.  Something seems to be wrong, something I can’t quite define so I count them again.
Then it hits me.  There are six stars.  Six instead of the five I’ve always known to make up the Northern Cross.
And I realise where I have arrived.



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Posted 29 October 2004 - 09:46 AM

Thanks, BSG, Earthshiner and Slaine!

Whenever I try to imagine an ending, I always realize that I've already seen that one on Star Trek: TNG.....

Or it's from The Magician's Nephew by C. S. Lewis....

BSG..... come to my house..I have a job for you.... many colors, many sizes....
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ES, gotta have the combat in there somewhere! We'll go for videogame rights!

Slaine, where are you??

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Posted 29 October 2004 - 09:55 AM

QUOTE (Sweetmiracle @ Oct 29 2004, 09:46 AM)


ES, gotta have the combat in there somewhere! We'll go for videogame rights!


i'm new to this whole epic thing.   waffen093.gif there

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Posted 29 October 2004 - 10:09 AM

QUOTE (earthshiner @ Oct 29 2004, 10:55 AM)
QUOTE (Sweetmiracle @ Oct 29 2004, 09:46 AM)


ES, gotta have the combat in there somewhere! We'll go for videogame rights!


i'm new to this whole epic thing.   waffen093.gif there

Epics always have battles, usually many of them!!!

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Posted 29 October 2004 - 11:00 AM

QUOTE (Sweetmiracle @ Oct 29 2004, 02:46 PM)
Thanks, BSG, Earthshiner and Slaine!

Whenever I try to imagine an ending, I always realize that I've already seen that one on Star Trek: TNG.....

Or it's from The Magician's Nephew by C. S. Lewis....

BSG..... come to my house..I have a job for you.... many colors, many sizes....
tongue.gif

ES, gotta have the combat in there somewhere! We'll go for videogame rights!

Slaine, where are you??

I'm sat in front of my computer.   biggrin.gif

Seriously, though, I live in Mansfield, England which is in the Midlands, not far from Nottingham

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Posted 29 October 2004 - 12:30 PM

I steered my ship into a black hole. (I resolve to never lose another bet again.)

My ship and I are crushed into an object tinier than a subatomic particle by the tremendous gravitational forces.

Suddenly I find myself at the gates of Hell with a smirking Mephistopheles staring down at me. 'So,', he says, 'you flew into a black hole in hopes of becoming a god? Well, let me show you what we think of Mr. Clever around these parts....'


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Posted 29 October 2004 - 12:35 PM

QUOTE (Sweetmiracle @ Oct 29 2004, 10:46 AM)
BSG..... come to my house..I have a job for you.... many colors, many sizes....
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Don't we ALLLLL have that big wicker basket of unmatched single socks somewhere in our homes? Someday, we're gonna match ALL OF THEM! <Harumph!>  mad.gif

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Posted 29 October 2004 - 12:35 PM

QUOTE (Jack Aubrey @ Oct 29 2004, 01:30 PM)
I steered my ship into a black hole. (I resolve to never lose another bet again.)

My ship and I are crushed into an object tinier than a subatomic particle by the tremendous gravitational forces.

Suddenly I find myself at the gates of Hell with a smirking Mephistopheles staring down at me. 'So,', he says, 'you flew into a black hole in hopes of becoming a god? Well, let me show you what we think of Mr. Clever around these parts....'

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Posted 29 October 2004 - 02:54 PM

QUOTE (Slaine mac Roth @ Oct 29 2004, 12:00 PM)
QUOTE (Sweetmiracle @ Oct 29 2004, 02:46 PM)
Thanks, BSG, Earthshiner and Slaine!

Whenever I try to imagine an ending, I always realize that I've already seen that one on Star Trek: TNG.....

Or it's from The Magician's Nephew by C. S. Lewis....

BSG..... come to my house..I have a job for you.... many colors, many sizes....
tongue.gif

ES, gotta have the combat in there somewhere! We'll go for videogame rights!

Slaine, where are you??

I'm sat in front of my computer.   biggrin.gif

Seriously, though, I live in Mansfield, England which is in the Midlands, not far from Nottingham



Then it hits me. There are six stars. Six instead of the five I’ve always known to make up the Northern Cross.
And I realise where I have arrived.


No,  I mean where did you arrive on your  journey in Cygnus X-1?

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Posted 29 October 2004 - 07:39 PM

Sorry, I'm being a bit dense.

The point of arrival is on Earth before the explosion that created Cygnus X-1 so the journey is either back in time or forwards if you subscribe to the cyclic nature of time.

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Posted 30 October 2004 - 09:12 AM

QUOTE (Slaine mac Roth @ Oct 29 2004, 08:39 PM)
Sorry, I'm being a bit dense.

The point of arrival is on Earth before the explosion that created Cygnus X-1 so the journey is either back in time or forwards if you subscribe to the cyclic nature of time.

Ahhhh .... cool!

So what does he do when he gets there....

Please don't have him kill his penultimate grandfather..... wink.gif  

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Posted 30 October 2004 - 01:35 PM

That's for the reader to decide.

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Posted 30 October 2004 - 07:12 PM

QUOTE (Slaine mac Roth @ Oct 30 2004, 01:35 PM)
That's for the reader to decide.

That's an excellent idea.  It's always good to let the reader to some of the thinking in the story.  Especially if it's one of fantasy.  I like it myself when I am reading novels.  Nice work!  new_thumbsupsmileyanim.gif  




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