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Yeah, PM, there's definite improvement to be seen over the previous story, actually... So, I hope you don't loose steam on this one. We want more. 
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"...my God...it's full of stars!"
The Star Gate opened, and in tumbled the space pod...
Greenglass sat back and continued to watch the screen. He was sitting in his room at a barracks near Vandenberg...
Tonight 2001 was on.
Greenglass was interrupted by a phone call.
Annoyed, he picked up the handle.
"Yes?"
"Greenglass, this is Quembley. Get your ass to Vandenberg ASAP."
When Quembley was even minorly profane, the matter was going to be very important.
Greenglass ran down to his car, started it, and backed out of the driveway. A few minutes later, he had arrived at Mission Control.
He was greeted by General Quembley, who escorted him into the main control room.
"Now look here, Greenglass..." Quembley fumed. "Those damned Sovs are up to something..."Now just don't go forming any angry mobs now, you hear?Comment
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Mr President, I do believe that you are a tease...
Yes, Sir, I call you a tease.
Now..... please take no offense at my statement
I mean you only good, yet I stand by the fact that you like to tease your loyal audience with these titbits...
OK, so all said and done, can we have some more please
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Indeed, you do choose endings for your chapters well.
can we have some more please
Listen to this man.
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@ Paddy, yes our President is the forums tease
Hes always the same, but at least it does end where its meant to
Good to see some more PM will be waiting for the next tease 
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Quembley, by his appearance, looked somewhere between angry and confused. It was obvious that he had not been getting enough sleep over the previous week. His eyes were red and there were deep rings under his eyes. When he spoke, he fumed...
"What is it?" Greenglass asked.
"This," said Quembley.
At that point, footage of a football game began playing on the main screen.
"Not THAT, you morons!" Quembley yelled. The other thing!
The screen changed. It was a view of space. At the bottom there was a blue curved sliver--the Earth's horizon. At the bottom-right hand corner of the screen there was text reading: KH-11 LIVE VIDEO FEED.
"So?" Greenglass asked.
"Look..." said Quembley. "We picked this thing up on radar...now we're getting a visual feed..."
A few seconds later, a long, cylindrical shape hoved into view over the horizon. It was chrome plated and it tapered to a truncated cone. It was straddling a thick, cylindrical pod, on which read "CCCP." As more and more came into view, a large complex of thrusters became visible at the rear.
"What the hell is that?" Quembley asked.
"SLP-1ski, if you ask me..." said Greenglass.
The thing passed the KH-11's field of view.
"We'd better get a Dyna-Soar up there to get a good look..." said Greenglass.
"You're right. We'll be sending a two-seater."
"Why?"
"You'll be coming along for the ride."
Greenglass turned pale.
"Why?"
"We'll need someone qualified to check the thing out."
"Okay then..."Now just don't go forming any angry mobs now, you hear?Comment
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Good luck Colonel Greenglass!!
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More please, I like the SLP-ski, nice touch.
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About fifteen minutes later, Greenglass had gotten into his spacesuit and was in the cockpit of a Dyna-Soar. The Dyna-Soar was strapped to a Zeus and pointed upwards. In front of Greenglass sat the pilot of the Dyna-Soar, a Lieutenant Johnson...
The countdown got into the single digit numbers. Greenglass's stomach tightened. He hated space launches...
"...3...2...1...0...IGNITION!"
A dull thud arose from the rear of the Titan as the engines were lit, followed by a steadily increasing roar and a sickening vibration...
The hold down arms were released.
The Titan lurched upward, slowly at first, but then faster and faster. About 30 seconds into the flight, Greenglass heard an incredible boom as the Titan broke the sound barrier.
His face had by now turned green. Greenglass was swearing and muttering to himself.
"Why in the hell did I take this job!? Why!? Why!?...oh yeah, the salary..."
He smiled at that note.
A few moments later, the Titan had fired for the last time. Greenglass, strapped into the rear seat of a fully armed Dyna-Soar, was in orbit. He stared down at Earth below, whizzing past them at eight kilometers a second.
"Ughh...I hate this job..."
He began to hate it even more as the Dyna-Soar fired it's rocket motors, realigning it's orbit. Soon, it was scheduled for a rendezvous for SLP-1ski. All Greenglass could do was wait.
And wait he did. After a few minutes, SLP-1ski hoved into view above the horizon.
"Better get ready for a spacewalk, sir..." the pilot said, ominously.
Greenglass moaned.Now just don't go forming any angry mobs now, you hear?Comment
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Greenglass took a deep breath as he got out of his seat and floated upwards. The airlock opened. Clambering into the chamber, Greenglass waited...
A green light lit up, illuminating the chamber. The outside door slid open.
Greenglass grabbed on to one of the handholds and pulled himself out of the Dyna-Soar. He was now in orbit, around the Earth, at 28,800 kilometers an hour...
In front of him, there was the gleaming chrome cylinder of SLP-1ski. Greenglass aimed himself, and fired his MMU...
The reaction gases pushed Greenglass forward. Floating, he tumbled slowly through space...He began to fumble round with the controls until he was aligned properly...
Greenglass felt a shudder as he touched down on the SLP-1ski. His adhesive boots locked, and he began to walk around...
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"What was that?"
"What was what?"
Thump...
"That."
"Oh, THAT. I don't know, Aleksei..."
The cosmonaut turned to his instrument panel, staring at the radar.
"We're being buzzed."
"Americans."
[Thump...[/]
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Greenglass, as clumsy as he was, made a misstep. His adhesive boots unlocked, and he began to drift, tumbling over and over, until he occulted the porthole of the Soyuz, into plain sight of the two cosmonauts...Now just don't go forming any angry mobs now, you hear?Comment
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nice work PM
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As Greenglass drifted in front of the porthole, Alexei the cosmonaut followed procedures. Jumping out of the Soyuz, he drifted out towards Greenglass with a lust for death in his heart. As he drifted, he punched...
The punch missed. Greenglass weaved and bobbed around, kicking Alexei square in the groin. Alexei bent over in pain. Greenglass got in another punch. And then another. But his opponent was not easily defeated. Alexei got up and began kicking wildly. He hit Greenglass in the shin, breaking his leg with the force. Greenglass punched Alexei in the chest, destroying his life support pack. Alexei, with only a few minutes air, drifted back into the Soyuz. Greenglass summoned the Dyna-Soar for help.
As he climbed into the lock, Greenglass mumbled.
"Damm. I'm getting too old for this kind of thing."Now just don't go forming any angry mobs now, you hear?Comment
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An interesting post it has to be said, but very very short !A proud member of the "Apolyton Story Writers Guild".There are many great stories at the Civ 3 stories forum, do yourself a favour and visit the forum. Lose yourself in one of many epic tales and be inspired to write yourself, as I was.Comment
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