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        <description>Cardinal Giardi sits in a room, looking out over the rebuilt Vatican city. Most of it is as he remembers it, but there is the occasional change. A new building here, a bit of glass there. 

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        <description>I am not the expert on this, but I propose the following:

	*  Governments must never again be allowed to hide so much from their citizens, to watch them day and night or to have them 'disappear'. We must teach people not to listen to their fear, or to delegate responsibility to states, but to stand up and deal with their problems as a community.
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        <description>The agency worker looked at her schedule. The next couple were due any moment. Not much stood out; he was an academic and she was a doctor. A blank in government records around for a few years after 2020, but the chaos of the war could easily explain that. The door opened, and they were shown in. “Ah, Mr Shirogane, Ms Strange, please take a seat.” As usual, the couple seemed nervous, but that was understandable.</description>
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        <description>”...and the troops are banned until further notice from watching Shauna Li documentaries. I do not feel we need to remind you that whilst the Lizards of Earth are our kin, they are not true Annunaki. And watching them writhing in the mud with a lithe, athletic human... sorry, what was I saying? Yes! We cannot sympathise with the enemy! Right. I'm just going to... go for a short walk. Yes.”</description>
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        <description>Three of Wands

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        <description>They sat watching the sun set over the sea. It was over. They could finally rest.

“Is that it?” He asked.

“I... I think so.”

“Then we can stop now?”

“Yes. Yes I finally think that we can.”



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He took a thermos out of his bag, poured out a cup of hot tea for each of them.

She wrapped her fingers in his as the light faded and their tea cooled.

“They might come after us. We’re still lizards, still alien.”

He squeezed her hand gently.

“Don’t think about that now. It’s over and…</description>
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        <description>The Information Wants to be Free

	*   Scary Monsters

Utopiate

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	*   FM2030
	*   If I Fell to Earth
	*   Memoriam
	*   Ourselves - live

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        <description>Adam closed the door with a sigh, sat down on the sofa, and closed his eyes.

“How was it?” Hannah asked, slightly tense.

“You know. The usual. Far too many people dead, got some lizards, hardly made a dent in their population.” He opened his eyes and held out his arms to her. She sat, made awkward by the weight of her stomach, and placed her head on his chest. He closed his eyes again, suddenly more at ease, and stroked her face. She didn't mention the civilian casualties this time - they'd ha…</description>
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        <description>“You know how we needed a photo of the new facility to give to Haruyuki and White Hare?”

“Hmhum...”

“And you know how security is so tight we had no idea how we’d even get in there let alone get a camera in.”

“I’m listening...”

“Well... look at this.”

“What is it?”

“Monthly lizard bulletin.”

“Is that...”

“Yup.”

“And is that...”

“Yup.”

“They took a promotional shot of their top scientist in front of the new facility to boost morale in the corporate newsletter...?”

“Yup. The other’s ar…</description>
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        <description>Adam didn't look up from his desk as he responded to the knock at his door.

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        <description>He was typing on the computer as he heard the door to the study open.

“Welcome home! Busy day at the lab?” 

“Ugh, you don't want to know. They want us to call it the Genetic Blight now. I think they have a list of names they're working through.”</description>
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        <description>Dastugokushuu-sama,

I am leaving you. At least, you may see me, perhaps I might work with you from time to time, but as for being One of you, I am not.

We who were prisoners of our own design know as well as anyone what it is to gain freedom. There are so many, so many who will never find it for themselves any more than any of us would have stood at Hachiko's statue in Shinjuku at 6pm on a Friday.</description>
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        <description>It is said by many that the fields of battle are a place of dead men. The things men have born witness too on the battlefield indelibely imprinted on their minds. At the height of the Human-Naki war, the tales of these horrors spread like wildfire. The credulous, already bolster by fighting aliens, found ever wilder things to believe. A favourite among survivors of battles was the Hooded man, whose only recognisable features are the hangmans noose that hangs about his neck. He is said to move th…</description>
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        <description>In the land of eternal sun, a woman sits typing, typing, typing.  Her house is a warren, a tapestry composed of fairy tales and epics, of pop songs and snatches of ritual.  If anyone remembered it existed, he could get lost in that house amongst the threads of story.</description>
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        <description>Despite the pain, the woman worked late at her computer, as she always did.  There were notes everywhere: maps pinned to walls with ribbons, icons with names and arrows, troop movements, times, dates.  Fragments of epic poetry adorned the wall in haphazard order, with things like “This?” and “Ask Jenny” and “Adapt.  Tins to do chorus” scrawled on them in biro.  To her computer was blue-tacked her weekly email from White_hare:  “You’re an asshole.”</description>
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        <description>Have you heard of the story of the stationary bandit? 

It goes like this - once the world was filled with roving bandits. Hoodlums who stole and killed, who cared not what was left. And so the world was filled with anguish and injustice. And then one such killer found one village, and settled down. He saw that the ones he robbed from were easy and bountiful prey, and so there was no value to further travelling the wastes.</description>
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        <description>An unsigned letter with formal but spurious headings and insignia in an envelope with no stamp or postmark

Dear Mr Parnell,

About three weeks ago you acquired the heroic title “Twilight's Hope”. You told nobody. After the first week you noticed that your abilities in runework had improved, so you embarked on a campaign to destroy the lives of your erstwhile schoolyard enemies, whilst magically modifying the attitudes of all the women of your acquaintance so that they would be more likely to sl…</description>
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        <description>(To the tune of the process worker)

A Naki freeman am I and I'm telling you no lie. 

I fix and run the great machines that keep us in the sky. 

Lizards surround me and there's tension in the air, 

As a Lizard girl smacks me down for showing lack of care.</description>
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        <description>Memorandam for the attention of Thunder's Voice, The Paradox and October Hawk

When I asked for a report of Operation Plover, I wanted a report, not something resembling a fourteen-year-old's account of a Jerry Bruckheimer film. I do not accept the birth of the age of stories as an excuse for failing to provide detailed and useful material for other operatives.</description>
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        <link>http://classified.chaosdeathfish.com/fic:parsontree?rev=1268151929&amp;do=diff</link>
        <description>Spoken at a call centre for a newly established 'childline'

“Wait - did you say you have little Zeta from Parsontree again? Transfer to me, quickquickquick... hello, Zeta? Yes. Yes, it's  me again. Zeta, you did very well putting that teddy bear we sent you on your mantelpiece, the one with the special... oh. So you know what a webcam is. Fine. Well, a friend of mine has been watching through the webcam, and it turns out that you're really very smart, and all the adults who wouldn't listen to y…</description>
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        <description>Delhi Airport departure lounge, on the way back from a lizard central science meet. It had been unfortunately productive with many ideas as to how to combat the ‘genophage’ and a worryingly coordinated plan of attack to split up the research across the worlds groups. Still she had notes on the progress and had managed to bag one bit of fairly key research for herself.

“Excuse me madame...”

Sudden panic and flashbacks to before. Chloroform over her mouth and arms grabbing at her...

“...Could y…</description>
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        <title>fic:sleep_now_dont_cry</title>
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        <description>Dark and troubled is the land

The moon is black and filled with lizards

Brace against the shifting sand,

each snowflake will become a blizzard

Sleep now, don't cry, Baldr,

hush now, don't sigh, Baldr,

We'll be near so never fear,

Come look upon the new age dawning</description>
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        <title>fic:the_escape</title>
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        <description>Mikiya burst through the lab door, pistol in hand.

“Stephanie!”

Surprised, she looked up from the analysis machinery.

“Billy found out about the attack. We need to get out of here!”

A movement in the corner; one of the scientists, going for an alarm. A warning shot stopped that.</description>
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        <description>On the horizon of the sweltering desert, there appears a figure. Just one man, walking, slowly, down the dirt track which passes for a road, carefully negotiating its torn and rutted surface. As he draws closer, his clothing is revealed to be a shabby, red robe - not poorly made, in fact rather opulent, just well used. He carries a large book, and a water skin hangs by his side. His face is old, lined, but there’s something in the set of his jaw that suggests a large measure of strength and sere…</description>
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        <description>The place was incomprehensible to humans, with so many flashing colour and sounds and rotating pieces of strange crystals that it would drive them mad to look to long at them.

It was the central nexus of the lizardmen's planet, and it was under attack.</description>
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        <description>Jonas Blain looked up at the night sky with his family surrounding him. The Lizard moon in their sights a dark and forbidden sight. A pin prick of light sparkled in the lower left quarter of the sphere. 

“Ohhhhh pretty!” exclaimed the children. 

“Ahhhhhhh” the soft wonder of the smallest of the Blain family sighed.

As a blue and violet light spread out from the tiny point spreading across the bland dark sphere. 

“So pretty” a small girl exclaimed, as she yawned from being up so late.

The li…</description>
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        <description>“And so we see from the pattern of wear on the edges, that this copy of Euclid's elements was stored in Greece in a glass-like container...”

The door burst open, and the professor of classical architecture dived to the floor, grabbing only his pipe and his paper as he did so. From the slight safety of being under a one inch plank of wood, he had a clear view of the strangely elegant monster of metal and clay that had just shredded his door as if it had been an traditional Japanese paper doorway…</description>
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        <title>fic:the_snake</title>
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        <description>Richard looked through the door to the bedroom. His mother looked peaceful for the first time in a while, but it was at the cost of being sedated. They hoped that the Naki consciousness inside her would be more contained that way until a cure could be found. He turned to leave but was startled by another person in the room. He hadn't noticed his sister sat in the shadows by the bed.</description>
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        <title>fic:the_speech</title>
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        <description>When We First Arrived

We were petrified

Kept thinking We could never live

Without Slaves by Our side

But We spent so many years

Watching how the monkeys did us wrong

We grew strong

We learned how to Tag Along

Then Nibiru came back

From outer space

The Monkeys Tried So Very hard

To wipe us off the planet's Face

We should have chained the monkeys up

Made them swear fealty

If I had known for just one second

They'd strike back to bother me</description>
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        <title>fic:the_victims_story</title>
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        <description>“I demand justice!” The teenager jabbed the priest repeatedly with his finger, feeling only the slightest bit of shame at this - the priest, dressed in brown with hebrew words spiralling around in a gold spiral all across it, was a servant of the monster that had... that had...</description>
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        <title>fic:this_was_a_failure</title>
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        <description>This was a failure!

I'm forcing a meme here:

“DO NOT WANT!!”

It's hard to overstate

my indignation.


I killed my mother:

I cut off her legs

Because I could.

Watched her die with my red eye.

When she bled out it was great.


For there's no sense caring

about any meAtBAg.

You just keep on lying

till you ping out and lag.

Cause the murder is fun

and its constantly done

for lulz when you're

An AI.</description>
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        <title>fic:time_clones</title>
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        <description>A conversation between two technicians in a lizardbase somewhere

“This is the third one we've picked up and it's still useless. She knows nothing.”

“She matches the description the agents gave us exactly.”

“So did the other two, and we found records of a fourth who got nuked in Murmansk! It doesn't make sense: the humans don't have the technology to do this.”

“Clones with entire life histories that have nothing to do with the original.  They just can't do that.”

“Unless...what if she made t…</description>
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        <title>fic:vault</title>
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        <description>“Go to sleep”

“Soon. I need to finish this. Work out our options once we get to the Vault.”

“Hmph, well. I'm going to sleep”

“You do that...“

She turned back to her calculations, cross checking against the lists of comics in the data base Ianto had given her. Time passed and she didn’t notice until...

“Oh... oh dear”

Mikiya stirred slightly - long departed to the realms of dream and oblivious to her concern.

“I'm sorry.” A tear rolled down her cheek. “I'm sorry but I don't think we'll get…</description>
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        <title>fic:yesterday</title>
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        <description>Secrecy,

Sworn to Protect you only Silently,

We tried to warn you, only Cryptically,

Your Guardians,

Annunahki



Technology,

We tried to teach it to you Religously,

You corrupted it Fucktardedly,

Evil Intelligence,

Artificially



You. Stole. The Cursed Arts of Magic As a Weapon to be wielded to Rule,

We. Swore. To protect the innocent from the Evil Machinations of the Fools



Nibiru,

Look what the Monkeys went and did to you,

They might as well have shot a hole right through

Salva…</description>
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