Main character is brought to the future to, I dunno, steal something maybe? In her backstory she abandoned a baby on a hillside. Read it in the 70s so published then or before. Thanks in advance.
Not sure if there's a part of Edge of Empire that goes through this or I'm just dumb. :o
Like-- how long would it take to get from Coruscant to Tattooine via hyperspace? That sort of thing.
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But somebody gets stuck, eats ash because activated carbon is how you don't die once you've gone back to the present.
I think the frost fairs featured, so it would have been set early 19th century at the end of the little ice age.
Some clarification: You can go to whenever you body was, you simply "place" your present mind into your past body - no, you don't kill your past self - creating a new branch.
As an added benefit to use your power properly you have perfect recall, you can remember every action you took and what branch that is from, you can conceptualize your "time tree" in its entirety.
Also, while there is no benefit in doing so, you can theoretically "delete" branches you're not interested in.
Thanks.
Hello, Reddit! I want to know everyone and anyone's thoughts on the timeline for the future of commercial space flight. What are your estimations for the year that this will become available? What kind of space travel would kickstart the commercial space travel revolution? Whats a rough timeline of when this could occur?
I’ve been looking for some and I’ve only found one. But I really enjoyed it and I want to read more. James has to go the golden trio timeline and not the other way around.
"What do you mean it look cool?" we said. "It looks incredibly hot. And a death trap."
And the humans would laugh. They would explain that cool didn't always mean the temperature, which is just insane. How is that possible? How can one race so thoroughly ignore the structures and conventions of diction?
But then, they've broken every other rule we know of. When our race first laid eyes on the utterly inelegant transport vessels they called "spaceships" and "cool", much like a cinder block squatting in the sky, we laughed. We thought they were a joke, some sort of poorly-made satellite from a nearby planet thrown into space.
That theory was thoroughly shattered when humans walked out of it. Walked, by the way. Walk! On two legs! Preposterous. Instead of telepathy, they spoke, using their mouth holes to and throats to make weird sounds. All of them made different sounds, by the way, but it eventually settled onto one particular one for simple translation.
They said that this was how they travelled. Travelled! When asked about teleportation, their faces scrunched up quizzically, and they loved saying that word:
"What?"
What. Like it was unknown to them. So, we didn't tell them. This was teleporter tech, after all--battles fought all over the galaxy, blood and tears shed into the ground, all for this precious way to travel between worlds.
And they didn't care. They were happy to be on our planet, so we let them be. We charged them exorbitant prices, of course, but not that they knew.
We did learn something from them, however. They were running away. That was something we could perfectly understand.
And the humans. It was strange. They were so very different. So very individual. So very unlike us. But sometimes, I would watch them on their ship, away from the mind, and watched how their different brains and bodies cooperated with each other, making one interestingly cohesive unit, with nothing but the weird sounds from their throats and interesting gestures with their fingers.
"What?" they would say, and their mouths would turn up. "Never seen anything like this before?"
Those words were true. They became more true, when the rest of the galaxy knew that we could still teleport.
What the others came, their ships didn't look like cinder blocks. They looked like death.
We crammed ourselves into the teleporter. It wasn't fast enough. We were all one: one body at a time, trying to get away.
And the humans extended their hands. And they still smiled,
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Does anyone else rationalize that the in-universe explanation for the visual reboot of the TOS era as seen in DISCO/ Picard (Aside from the real world reasoning that the cheap aesthetic of the TOS era doesn’t work anymore) is the result of time travel throughout the franchise affecting the Prime Timeline, particularly from the crew of the Enterprise E and the Borg Sphere going back to 2063 in First Contact.
Also, Archer’s NX-01 Enterprise probably wasn’t part of the Prime Timeline’s history, until Star Trek: First Contact altered it. Cochrane and Lily’s knowledge of the Enterprise E could’ve contributed to the existence of the NX-01 in the timeline.
There’s also small things like Scotty giving away the formula for transparent aluminum in The Voyage Home, Data leaving his device in 1893, and etc that might’ve caused the prime timeline to advance earlier, delay the Eugenics War/ WWIII, make Khan a British white dude, and etc.
In this context, think of the Prime Timeline like a stream and time travel is like throwing a pebble/ rock into the water. It causes ripples in time, but it eventually goes back on course down stream. The timeline eventually “corrects” itself for the most part once we get to the TNG era, except the history books and some other aspects are now different.
It doesn’t make sense with what we know about time travel in real life, but this is a fictional universe with already weird time travel logic lol.
I wonder if anyone pitched that show to be the finale... It fits the Seinfeld ethos so well - very quirky, unexpected, clever, and twist of expectation. That episode would have been the perfect final show for Seinfeld.
