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Try again:

Could tie into the wonky Gibraltar world map with South Africa too maybe?

I'd toyed with the idea of Having Ody and Jamilla uncovering the real diamond in Afghanistan (to link back to the Holmes, Mycroft, Watson prologues) - but real politik and the fact that legion suggested it should be in Holme's flat on the City of London tour are also tempting.

Quite frankly I've no idea where the real diamond is yet. Only that it's out there somewhere and Ody and jamila are onto it.

The pair visit an auction of Holmes' estate paraphernalia?

could be.

Right I need to post just for the sake of posting!

Clive how are you? HPB why the bloody hell won't you pop back in to your proper body you stubborn Discworlds Pythonist? And where the flip is Legion (for he is many)? And did I imagine there was at least one other person who tried to contribute?

And to be honest Clive, whats left to write? There can't be much left?

To be honest I'm out of the zone with regards to this story at the moment. I gather we're just trying to finish off the fight scene and tie up all the loose ends from the previous story? Yes?

Salutations to you all!

(PS I am posting this whilst in a comparitively good mood, and am not teaching, so by next week I could be in the throws of depression brought on by the stress of teaching... erm, so if I don't reply immediately thats why! )

I have been in the throws of teaching myself. Being on placement just sucks all the time away from my evenings and weekends.

I'd gotten to the point where Sreka had had his arm shattered and had fled. leaving Arthur and X on board the shuttle with Daltmooreby, the Diamond (but not *THE* Turquoise moon) and Grobsvaughn on the flight deck.

There's some straggely bits we've prewritten but that's as far as any of the substantive stuff goes.

Essentially what's left to be written is the confrontation between Daltmooreby and Arthur that's the next BIG thing to get right as is the climax of all the deaths and agnsty family subplots we built up. So the pay off has to work.

Loose ends include Sreka hitching a ride with an escaping Ody and Jamilla on a subterranean train to to Washington DC. The Destruction of Alpha Base ( I figure the laser missfires, straight down the vent of the volcano, destablising the magma chamber and causing chaos that seals the fate of The Cult but who escapes? and of course The Return of Anna, Mustapha Kofi as the helicopter pilot and Arthur's 'death' I meant...retirement.

As always, you can check how far we've written in totality and how far I've coded etc in the archive I keep on my personal space but this is the A number:

A13303991

I told The Post not to expect any new chapters for a while 'cos the Teaching Placement is keeping me 100% busy, but I love doing ST3, it seriously is one of my favourite ways to relax and do something different, so if you are all up to writing again I'm in.

P.S had some sort of connection problem for ages a while back : I couldn't edit any guide entries from my home machine. so it meant no idle fiddling with the code when I had a spare moment.

I was just waiting for something to latch on to story wise.

Wonder how Legion's St. Patrick's Day movie turned out actually.

"I was just waiting for something to latch on to story wise."

Yes I think I'm similar (but I still think you should get back in to your old body ).

Hopefully I'll be able to find a foothold on the story now and maybe add something in a couple of days time when work calms down.

I'll try and provide a summary of sorts for your guys to think about but I'm up to gone midnight most nights preparing resources for school and then up at 6 and out at 7 to teaching practice.

This leaves me little or no time to concentrate on st3, but I will do as I've said above. just keep checking back.

Some good news.

My teaching practice ends next week which means I have the chance of keeping some slightly saner hours. Also have diddled about with the home network and gone wireless which has solved a long-standign isue where I have been unable to update any guideml pages from my home computer (the connection times out before they complete) - well no more. I just tried it and an ST£ page updated with no puase whatsoever.

This was one of the delays that was getting in the way of my habitual tinkering / editing so - normal service to resume shortly.

Teaching practice is over - I've got essay pressures to contend with over Christmas but that's dealable with I'm not working insane hours to keep up with school work.

So I'm going to get back to writing ST3 - my way of rewarding my studying. so with this much studying to do, hopefully I can get a lot written.

Back to square one. have essays due after xmas and am trying to get those written. but will do my best to use ST3 as my incentive as that got stuff written before....

huh. it only ended up being 12,000 words long.

and now I'm back on teaching practice, but I did just have an idea for what happens after Sreka limps off from battling Arthur and X.

The last frayed ends of sanity in Andrei Sreka go 'ping' and trouble brews for Ody and Jamila as he is coming their way...

(I figured Grampling discovers Sreka trying to hot-wire the engine , while trying to change a fuse in in the dark and pays a heavy price for doing so. )

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ST3 LXIV
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He had to get out.

He'd been a fool. And worse. Sparring with with Robinson had done more than shatter Andrei Sreka's arm in two places; it had finally brought him to his senses and given him renewed purpose.

In a moment of surprising clarity, given his extensive head injuries, Sreka understood with the precision of a diamond anvil that the Cult was finished. He sensed it clearly. It pulsed through his veins, brought vigour to his limbs and drove him unsteadily forward, streaking blood down one wall.

He could admire on one level Daltmooreby and Robinson. Their hatred for one and other burned so strongly it would bring it down everything around them. This appealed to the destructive side of Sreka: the side that did not hate the world but would gladly slice it open just to see the innards spill out.

A terrible will rose up in him now. Sreka's default psychopathy was being superseded by a far more primitive and urgent need: survival. All could be expended by it's blade.

They believed they fed off the grace of some benevolent and mythical god, who supplied the fire in the mountain, swelled their orchards, . Well some of them: the more practically minded knew about geothermal energy and how to harvest it. But it was a fiction. For generations, the Cultists had managed not to see it, but the adventure in the south was doomed; a project kept alive out seemingly of sheer spite. Their star was falling from it's heaven ironically just as they planned to add another to the firmament. They thought they would inherit the Earth by living beneath it. The warm and comfortable lie had let the Cult become complacent. They should never have let someone as ruthlessly unstable as Sreka come within a hundred miles of this place. Too bad for them.

Annabel had used him, Daltmooreby had been right. She thought she could use him. But beneath the rocket, Sreka beheld a new truth. He was the worm in the heart of their rotten core: feeding on the collapse and all the time digging further down to freedom; to escape. The fifth angel was sounding and from out of the bottomless pit would emerge The King Locust reborn.

He turned a corner and read through watery and swollen eyes the sign that pointed to the Sub-station Di-gamma and the way out. No matter who might get in his way.


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The King Locust: I'm cribbing some imagery from Revelations 9:1 - 9:11 get to just how despoiling Andrei Sreka is prepared to be to see to it that he gets out of this alive.

Perhaps....perhaps he should even kill Mary.

#We are the haytch too gee too Pro-cras-tin-a-tion Society

"#We are the haytch too gee too Pro-cras-tin-a-tion Society"

Or we would be if we could be bothered

I've been so busy this year ST3 is always on my mind but had no time to do anything about it. Am off on my holidays at the end of the month to the Alps, some scenic mountain scenery may yet get the creative juices flowing.

I am ashamed to concede, we didn't even meet our self imposed Indy IV deadline.

But that's okay 'os I've seen Indy IV and ours is loads better!