User:Robotech Master/Yield Ahead - Revision history

Robotech Master: Re-dating the story to bring it in line with the DirCut dating.

2016-12-12T06:23:56Z

Re-dating the story to bring it in line with the DirCut dating.

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	''~~September 4~~, 157 AL''		''April 23, 157 AL''

	{{dropcap\|“A}}rgh! Of all the stupid, insufferable, bloody-minded, idiotic stuffed-shirts!” Rochelle groaned as she emerged from the Nextus Administration Building into the bright daylight and geometrically-arranged symmetry of Nextus's central administration park. She ran her hands through her hair in a by-now-unconscious gesture. “Two weeks in, and no closer to consensus than when we began.”		{{dropcap\|“A}}rgh! Of all the stupid, insufferable, bloody-minded, idiotic stuffed-shirts!” Rochelle groaned as she emerged from the Nextus Administration Building into the bright daylight and geometrically-arranged symmetry of Nextus's central administration park. She ran her hands through her hair in a by-now-unconscious gesture. “Two weeks in, and no closer to consensus than when we began.”
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	''~~October 19~~, 157 AL''		''May 8, 157 AL''

	{{dropcap\|R}}ochelle opened her eyes, yawned, and rolled out of bed. She’d gotten in late, as usual, but thanks to Zharus’s longer day she’d been able to get most of her sleep in while it was still dark all the same, and her blinds had kept out the ungodly radiation of the evil daystar long enough to let her make up the rest.		{{dropcap\|R}}ochelle opened her eyes, yawned, and rolled out of bed. She’d gotten in late, as usual, but thanks to Zharus’s longer day she’d been able to get most of her sleep in while it was still dark all the same, and her blinds had kept out the ungodly radiation of the evil daystar long enough to let her make up the rest.

JonBuck at 05:22, 23 December 2013

2013-12-23T05:22:57Z

JonBuck at 19:21, 20 December 2013

2013-12-20T19:21:30Z

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	Nils stared numbly at the time code. He ran the time sync three more times in case there had been some kind of error. ''Thirty-five years? I’ve been asleep for ''thirty-~~five~~ years''?'' In spite of himself, he whined a little.		Nils stared numbly at the time code. He ran the time sync three more times in case there had been some kind of error. ''Thirty-five years? I’ve been asleep for ''thirty-four years''?'' In spite of himself, he whined a little.

	“If it's any consolation, we won,” the lynx said. Now he was positive he’d never worked directly with her. Nonetheless, her voice was familiar, if only because every RIDE knew who the first ones had been. Despite her current gear, she was still a bonafide preproduction 001-series LNX unit, one of the only four who didn’t get a trailing letter. “Just take it easy…”		“If it's any consolation, we won,” the lynx said. Now he was positive he’d never worked directly with her. Nonetheless, her voice was familiar, if only because every RIDE knew who the first ones had been. Despite her current gear, she was still a bonafide preproduction 001-series LNX unit, one of the only four who didn’t get a trailing letter. “Just take it easy…”

	“What…happened?” Nils’s news aggregation software scoured the network, building a history of the last thirty-~~five~~ years, but he could scan that later. His question was meant more personally, and they both knew it.		“What…happened?” Nils’s news aggregation software scoured the network, building a history of the last thirty-plus years, but he could scan that later. His question was meant more personally, and they both knew it.

	“You got et by bureaucracy,” the other snow leopard said cheerfully. “That’s Nextus for ya.”		“You got et by bureaucracy,” the other snow leopard said cheerfully. “That’s Nextus for ya.”
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	“Well, it was never intended that we’d do things like ‘eat’ at all,” Nils said. “Or share our partners’ sensations. More sort of an unexpected side-effect. There were a lot of things they didn’t think about, and even I’m still getting used to finding out what some of them are. I was asleep for a long time.”		“Well, it was never intended that we’d do things like ‘eat’ at all,” Nils said. “Or share our partners’ sensations. More sort of an unexpected side-effect. There were a lot of things they didn’t think about, and even I’m still getting used to finding out what some of them are. I was asleep for a long time.”

	“You mentioned,” Chet said. “And I gotta say, I feel for you there. I’m used to being asleep for months at a time on the star cruises, but thirty-~~five~~ years? Damn.”		“You mentioned,” Chet said. “And I gotta say, I feel for you there. I’m used to being asleep for months at a time on the star cruises, but thirty-four years? Damn.”

	They pulled in at the park’s Fuse spot. “You ready?” Nils asked.		They pulled in at the park’s Fuse spot. “You ready?” Nils asked.

Robotech Master: Tweaking a date.

2013-12-20T15:16:27Z

Tweaking a date.

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	''October 12, 157 AL''		''October 19, 157 AL''

	{{dropcap\|R}}ochelle opened her eyes, yawned, and rolled out of bed. She’d gotten in late, as usual, but thanks to Zharus’s longer day she’d been able to get most of her sleep in while it was still dark all the same, and her blinds had kept out the ungodly radiation of the evil daystar long enough to let her make up the rest.		{{dropcap\|R}}ochelle opened her eyes, yawned, and rolled out of bed. She’d gotten in late, as usual, but thanks to Zharus’s longer day she’d been able to get most of her sleep in while it was still dark all the same, and her blinds had kept out the ungodly radiation of the evil daystar long enough to let her make up the rest.

Robotech Master: fixed another one

2013-12-20T08:29:54Z

fixed another one

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	by [[User:~~JonBuck~~\|~~Jon Buck~~]] and [[User:~~Robotech Master~~\|~~Robotech_Master~~]]<br>		by [[User:Robotech Master\|Robotech_Master]] and [[User:JonBuck\|Jon Buck]]<br>

	{{author note\|This story can be downloaded in PDF, EPUB, Mobi (Kindle), ODF, and RTF format from [http://www.eyrie.org/~robotech/freeriders/ this website].}}<br>		{{author note\|This story can be downloaded in PDF, EPUB, Mobi (Kindle), ODF, and RTF format from [http://www.eyrie.org/~robotech/freeriders/ this website].}}<br>

Robotech Master: fixed editing glitch

2013-12-20T08:28:52Z

fixed editing glitch

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Robotech Master: Fixing an issue with the dating.

2013-12-20T08:21:08Z

Fixing an issue with the dating.

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	''September 4, ~~158~~ AL''		''September 4, 157 AL''

	{{dropcap\|“A}}rgh! Of all the stupid, insufferable, bloody-minded, idiotic stuffed-shirts!” Rochelle groaned as she emerged from the Nextus Administration Building into the bright daylight and geometrically-arranged symmetry of Nextus's central administration park. She ran her hands through her hair in a by-now-unconscious gesture. “Two weeks in, and no closer to consensus than when we began.”		{{dropcap\|“A}}rgh! Of all the stupid, insufferable, bloody-minded, idiotic stuffed-shirts!” Rochelle groaned as she emerged from the Nextus Administration Building into the bright daylight and geometrically-arranged symmetry of Nextus's central administration park. She ran her hands through her hair in a by-now-unconscious gesture. “Two weeks in, and no closer to consensus than when we began.”
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	Their partners wore grease-stained coveralls adorned with an “Easy FUSE” logo. It looked like a brand name, but not one he’d ever heard of. And by their posture, they’d never been in the military themselves. ''Curiouser and curiouser.'' Then he paused, as a thought struck him. ''Wait…''when'' is this? How long was I out?''		Their partners wore grease-stained coveralls adorned with an “Easy FUSE” logo. It looked like a brand name, but not one he’d ever heard of. And by their posture, they’d never been in the military themselves. ''Curiouser and curiouser.'' Then he paused, as a thought struck him. ''Wait…''when'' is this? How long was I out?''

	<nowiki>>>WI-FI CONNECTING… handshake… updating protocols… obtaining ZIPv8 address…timesync… September 4, 17:35:21, ~~158~~ AL.<<</nowiki>		<nowiki>>>WI-FI CONNECTING… handshake… updating protocols… obtaining ZIPv8 address…timesync… September 4, 17:35:21, 157 AL.<<</nowiki>

	Nils stared numbly at the time code. He ran the time sync three more times in case there had been some kind of error. ''Thirty-five years? I’ve been asleep for ''thirty-five years''?'' In spite of himself, he whined a little.		Nils stared numbly at the time code. He ran the time sync three more times in case there had been some kind of error. ''Thirty-five years? I’ve been asleep for ''thirty-five years''?'' In spite of himself, he whined a little.
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	''October 12, ~~158~~ AL''		''October 12, 157 AL''

	{{dropcap\|R}}ochelle opened her eyes, yawned, and rolled out of bed. She’d gotten in late, as usual, but thanks to Zharus’s longer day she’d been able to get most of her sleep in while it was still dark all the same, and her blinds had kept out the ungodly radiation of the evil daystar long enough to let her make up the rest.		{{dropcap\|R}}ochelle opened her eyes, yawned, and rolled out of bed. She’d gotten in late, as usual, but thanks to Zharus’s longer day she’d been able to get most of her sleep in while it was still dark all the same, and her blinds had kept out the ungodly radiation of the evil daystar long enough to let her make up the rest.
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	''September 4, ~~158~~ AL''		''September 4, 157 AL''

	{{dropcap\|“A}}rgh! Of all the stupid, insufferable, bloody-minded, idiotic stuffed-shirts!” Rochelle groaned as she emerged from the Nextus Administration Building into the bright daylight and geometrically-arranged symmetry of Nextus's central administration park. She ran her hands through her hair in a by-now-unconscious gesture. “Two weeks in, and no closer to consensus than when we began.”		{{dropcap\|“A}}rgh! Of all the stupid, insufferable, bloody-minded, idiotic stuffed-shirts!” Rochelle groaned as she emerged from the Nextus Administration Building into the bright daylight and geometrically-arranged symmetry of Nextus's central administration park. She ran her hands through her hair in a by-now-unconscious gesture. “Two weeks in, and no closer to consensus than when we began.”
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	Their partners wore grease-stained coveralls adorned with an “Easy FUSE” logo. It looked like a brand name, but not one he’d ever heard of. And by their posture, they’d never been in the military themselves. ''Curiouser and curiouser.'' Then he paused, as a thought struck him. ''Wait…''when'' is this? How long was I out?''		Their partners wore grease-stained coveralls adorned with an “Easy FUSE” logo. It looked like a brand name, but not one he’d ever heard of. And by their posture, they’d never been in the military themselves. ''Curiouser and curiouser.'' Then he paused, as a thought struck him. ''Wait…''when'' is this? How long was I out?''

	<nowiki>>>WI-FI CONNECTING… handshake… updating protocols… obtaining ZIPv8 address…timesync… September 4, 17:35:21, ~~158~~ AL.<<</nowiki>		<nowiki>>>WI-FI CONNECTING… handshake… updating protocols… obtaining ZIPv8 address…timesync… September 4, 17:35:21, 157 AL.<<</nowiki>

	Nils stared numbly at the time code. He ran the time sync three more times in case there had been some kind of error. ''Thirty-five years? I’ve been asleep for ''thirty-five years''?'' In spite of himself, he whined a little.		Nils stared numbly at the time code. He ran the time sync three more times in case there had been some kind of error. ''Thirty-five years? I’ve been asleep for ''thirty-five years''?'' In spite of himself, he whined a little.
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	''October 12, ~~158~~ AL''		''October 12, 157 AL''

	{{dropcap\|R}}ochelle opened her eyes, yawned, and rolled out of bed. She’d gotten in late, as usual, but thanks to Zharus’s longer day she’d been able to get most of her sleep in while it was still dark all the same, and her blinds had kept out the ungodly radiation of the evil daystar long enough to let her make up the rest.		{{dropcap\|R}}ochelle opened her eyes, yawned, and rolled out of bed. She’d gotten in late, as usual, but thanks to Zharus’s longer day she’d been able to get most of her sleep in while it was still dark all the same, and her blinds had kept out the ungodly radiation of the evil daystar long enough to let her make up the rest.
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	''September 4, ~~158~~ AL''		''September 4, 157 AL''

	{{dropcap\|“A}}rgh! Of all the stupid, insufferable, bloody-minded, idiotic stuffed-shirts!” Rochelle groaned as she emerged from the Nextus Administration Building into the bright daylight and geometrically-arranged symmetry of Nextus's central administration park. She ran her hands through her hair in a by-now-unconscious gesture. “Two weeks in, and no closer to consensus than when we began.”		{{dropcap\|“A}}rgh! Of all the stupid, insufferable, bloody-minded, idiotic stuffed-shirts!” Rochelle groaned as she emerged from the Nextus Administration Building into the bright daylight and geometrically-arranged symmetry of Nextus's central administration park. She ran her hands through her hair in a by-now-unconscious gesture. “Two weeks in, and no closer to consensus than when we began.”
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	Their partners wore grease-stained coveralls adorned with an “Easy FUSE” logo. It looked like a brand name, but not one he’d ever heard of. And by their posture, they’d never been in the military themselves. ''Curiouser and curiouser.'' Then he paused, as a thought struck him. ''Wait…''when'' is this? How long was I out?''		Their partners wore grease-stained coveralls adorned with an “Easy FUSE” logo. It looked like a brand name, but not one he’d ever heard of. And by their posture, they’d never been in the military themselves. ''Curiouser and curiouser.'' Then he paused, as a thought struck him. ''Wait…''when'' is this? How long was I out?''

	<nowiki>>>WI-FI CONNECTING… handshake… updating protocols… obtaining ZIPv8 address…timesync… September 4, 17:35:21, ~~158~~ AL.<<</nowiki>		<nowiki>>>WI-FI CONNECTING… handshake… updating protocols… obtaining ZIPv8 address…timesync… September 4, 17:35:21, 157 AL.<<</nowiki>

	Nils stared numbly at the time code. He ran the time sync three more times in case there had been some kind of error. ''Thirty-five years? I’ve been asleep for ''thirty-five years''?'' In spite of himself, he whined a little.		Nils stared numbly at the time code. He ran the time sync three more times in case there had been some kind of error. ''Thirty-five years? I’ve been asleep for ''thirty-five years''?'' In spite of himself, he whined a little.
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	''October 12, ~~158~~ AL''		''October 12, 157 AL''

	{{dropcap\|R}}ochelle opened her eyes, yawned, and rolled out of bed. She’d gotten in late, as usual, but thanks to Zharus’s longer day she’d been able to get most of her sleep in while it was still dark all the same, and her blinds had kept out the ungodly radiation of the evil daystar long enough to let her make up the rest.		{{dropcap\|R}}ochelle opened her eyes, yawned, and rolled out of bed. She’d gotten in late, as usual, but thanks to Zharus’s longer day she’d been able to get most of her sleep in while it was still dark all the same, and her blinds had kept out the ungodly radiation of the evil daystar long enough to let her make up the rest.

Robotech Master: /* Merging Traffic II: Yield Ahead */

2013-12-20T08:10:52Z

Merging Traffic II: Yield Ahead

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	by [[User:~~JonBuck~~\|~~Jon Buck~~]] and [[User:~~Robotech Master~~\|~~Robotech_Master~~]]<br>		by [[User:Robotech Master\|Robotech_Master]] and [[User:JonBuck\|Jon Buck]]<br>

	{{author note\|This story can be downloaded in PDF, EPUB, Mobi (Kindle), ODF, and RTF format from [http://www.eyrie.org/~robotech/freeriders/ this website].}}<br>		{{author note\|This story can be downloaded in PDF, EPUB, Mobi (Kindle), ODF, and RTF format from [http://www.eyrie.org/~robotech/freeriders/ this website].}}<br>

Robotech Master: Rochelle and Uncia make new friends!

2013-12-20T08:09:13Z

Rochelle and Uncia make new friends!

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	“I know, and I’ll probably read them,” Nils said. “I’m just looking for something to help me cope with this right now.”		“I know, and I’ll probably read them,” Nils said. “I’m just looking for something to help me cope with this right now.”

	“Suffice it to say that the folks who tried to make ~~Ris~~ as perfect a simulation as they could of living creatures did their job too well,” Rochelle said. “Even Dr. Patil and Dr. Clemens didn't expect it. We’re not ''entirely'' sure we understand it even now, but something about being modeled after neural engrams and genetic material of living creatures makes you able to…extend the model. Q-based computing hardware is the key.”		“Suffice it to say that the folks who tried to make RIs as perfect a simulation as they could of living creatures did their job too well,” Rochelle said. “Even Dr. Patil and Dr. Clemens didn't expect it. We’re not ''entirely'' sure we understand it even now, but something about being modeled after neural engrams and genetic material of living creatures makes you able to…extend the model. Q-based computing hardware is the key.”

	“I guess I should thank you for this,” Nils said, looking around. “After this, I don’t think ''anything'' else in this brave new world of yours is going to have the power to surprise me.”		“I guess I should thank you for this,” Nils said, looking around. “After this, I don’t think ''anything'' else in this brave new world of yours is going to have the power to surprise me.”

	“I hope you’re not gonna be turn out to be one of the Mechanist bunch who think it’s ‘unnatural’ and all evil and stuff,” Uncia said. “They’ve got this whole protest movement thing going on…even raising money to buy out the last RI manufactory in Uplift so they can keep making ~~Ris~~ the way we’re ‘supposed to’ be made.”		“I hope you’re not gonna be turn out to be one of the Mechanist bunch who think it’s ‘unnatural’ and all evil and stuff,” Uncia said. “They’ve got this whole protest movement thing going on…even raising money to buy out the last RI manufactory in Uplift so they can keep making RIs the way we’re ‘supposed to’ be made.”

	“I don’t know,” Nils said. “I haven’t been around long enough to think we RIDEs can have a ‘natural’ anything. If anything, seems like this ''should'' make more sense than just making us from scratch. I mean, Fritz—”		“I don’t know,” Nils said. “I haven’t been around long enough to think we RIDEs can have a ‘natural’ anything. If anything, seems like this ''should'' make more sense than just making us from scratch. I mean, Fritz—”
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	They were going to be back on a tight budget for a while, at least until they could sell some of the stuff they’d found. But then, Rhianna made no attempt to hide that she would a lot rather have neat junk to play with than money, and she was really more comfortable without the temptation of extra cash to fritter away on unnecessary things anyhow. And Rochelle couldn’t say she minded, either. Since she’d let Zane talk her into a personal loan at a reasonable interest rate until the cash from the commercial uses of DINcom started coming through, the Maxima project wasn’t dependent on cash on hand.		They were going to be back on a tight budget for a while, at least until they could sell some of the stuff they’d found. But then, Rhianna made no attempt to hide that she would a lot rather have neat junk to play with than money, and she was really more comfortable without the temptation of extra cash to fritter away on unnecessary things anyhow. And Rochelle couldn’t say she minded, either. Since she’d let Zane talk her into a personal loan at a reasonable interest rate until the cash from the commercial uses of DINcom started coming through, the Maxima project wasn’t dependent on cash on hand.

	Speaking of which, Nils had some interesting points of view on the Maxima project. And Donizetti was quite interested in him, too. He didn't see a lot of older RIDEs in such prime condition, and he was also interested in how the psychology of ~~Ris~~ had changed over time. “You have to know your customer, after all,” he'd say.		Speaking of which, Nils had some interesting points of view on the Maxima project. And Donizetti was quite interested in him, too. He didn't see a lot of older RIDEs in such prime condition, and he was also interested in how the psychology of RIs had changed over time. “You have to know your customer, after all,” he'd say.

	The doorbell rang again as Rochelle reached the door. “I'm coming, I'm coming!”		The doorbell rang again as Rochelle reached the door. “I'm coming, I'm coming!”
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	Rhianna slumped against Kaylee. “Wow. That poor man! The Nextus bureaucrats really screwed him and his team.”		Rhianna slumped against Kaylee. “Wow. That poor man! The Nextus bureaucrats really screwed him and his team.”

	“Yeah,” Rochelle said. “I guess I can see their reasoning. ~~Ris~~ work, they’re cheap and easy to mass-produce, why reinvent the wheel. But still.”		“Yeah,” Rochelle said. “I guess I can see their reasoning. RIs work, they’re cheap and easy to mass-produce, why reinvent the wheel. But still.”

	“Frankly it sounds like the whole centaur bunch were a little full of themselves,” Kaylee opined. “I get what they were tryin' ta do, but Lordy Lord Lordy, did they pick the ''wrong'' way to do it! What primadonnas. Shoulda at least used standard parts to keep costs down. Common sense like that.”		“Frankly it sounds like the whole centaur bunch were a little full of themselves,” Kaylee opined. “I get what they were tryin' ta do, but Lordy Lord Lordy, did they pick the ''wrong'' way to do it! What primadonnas. Shoulda at least used standard parts to keep costs down. Common sense like that.”