Thats exacTly how I like it 
It’s worth the time to take a peak at all of Frakkintalos’ posts in this thread- great stuff. Plus reading all this fan fiction makes you miss BSG a little less. Good job to everyone who is writing!
I pretty much had a general story idea for what had happened up until the excerpt I posted- the RTF found some surviving settlements on Earth; Starbuck, among others, investigated them, posing as a native, and she had a strange attraction to Tavid, a meek and callow young man who is the son of the village matriarch, Ella, who is really Admiral Cain/The Final Cylon.
the rest of the fleet finds the Aurora Institute, the remains of the birthplace of the first Cylons on Earth (they were called Cybers by the Earthlings) . The Final Five were scientists who had altered their DNA to exert a mental control over the Cybers, but lost control when the Cybers rebelled and nearly wiped out humanity. Jump drives were a new technology, and a small band of survivors made a desperate trek to other possible habitable worlds, Kobol being the only one that worked out. The mental powers of the Five transcended their bodies, and they were able to die and be reborn. Long after the Cybers were defeated, they started making roadmaps and clues to Earth, in the event humanity ever sought their homeworld.
Tavid awakened as the Cylon God when the 12 models were finally united and cast judgment on all 12 models. the Dorals, SImons, and Cavils were deemed relics; the only ones who did not move forward from what they thought was their imperative; he congratulated the others for finally understanding His will and breaking the cycle of time; with two hybrid children born and one pure cylon child born from two models who were initially at odds, humans and Cylons have finally learned from their mistakes- he never wanted genocide, and the Cylons that are left are the ones who finally learned what he was truly trying to impart.
“Did you take me for a fool? Did you think I wouldn’t find out!?!” Dualla stood on the bridge of a cylon Basestar. It was presently engaged in a battle. Explosions flourished. The floor was wet and flooding. Several different cylon models lay all over the deck. A Six was shouting orders. A few Eights stood at different consoles trying desperately to save their ship.
“You love Starbuck? What’s so great about that viper wreck!?!” Dualla continued her tirade. She was filled with fury and delusional. In orbit around Earth a great battle raged. There were no sides. It was a matter of survival. Each Final Fiver took a faction of cylon and blurred the lines. It created an unbelievable conflict.
“They say women don’t know what they want. They say women pick the wrong person. Women like bad boys.” Dualla was soaked from head to foot. Fire surrounded her. Her thoughts wandered back to how this all started. They were in what has come to be known as the Opera House. Deceptions and lies preceded the meeting. The Eights contacted Sharon in the enemy fleet, if it could be called that. Enemy had become such a hazy term. Cavil’s faction entered orbit and requested a truce. They wanted answers also.
When they all entered the area of the Opera House, “things” started to happen. The Final Four started to remember who they were. Dualla felt a rush of history and instructions. It was too much to bear. She wasn’t prepared. Call it a glitch but her program wasn’t activated with the others and she wasn’t acclimated to the process. Her insanity spread and caused a chain reaction. Chaos ensued.
“Well I guess that makes you a woman, Lee! You bitch! You broke my heart!” The fire increased and enveloped Dualla. The Basestar ignited into a ball of light and faded out of existence.
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And with that, Pike’s wish came true.
LOL! This is great!!
Hmm… Must have missed the bit with all the nekkid eights, but it’ll do.
I meant about wishing Dee die and burn in a fire.
Oh yeah, that part was spot on. 
She died in a fire?
Like frakkintalos will? Like this?
The likeness is incredible. The kale bedding has to go and lose the shades.
Do you run around with an apple in your mouth?
How’d ya know?
J,M & J (You fellow Roman Catholics should know what I mean.)
Leave the Holy Family out of this. They’re vacationing somewhere on Orion’s belt.
LOL - glad to hear the carpentery business finally picked up for Joe.
He was puzzled by the sudden demand for giant lower-case "t"s, but he was glad for the work.
Well, y’know what they say. If you work too hard it’ll kill ya.
A cause of concern at my end is that as of late I routinely understand what you guys are talking about.
That was an interesting reveal. I have a love hate relationship with this story. I hate Dulla, so her as FC makes me weep and on the hand her fiery death makes me cheer.
Ah, back to the topic at hand.
Your feelings were exacTly what I was aiming for.