Write your own Final Cylon reveal

[TighFighter]

Another home run. I really like the cycle of time theme.

[TighGetsPunchedALot]

Reports flooded the fleet. Earth was a wasteland. Their search for the mythical 13th tribe had ended and it destroyed all their hope. They were alive but what kind of life was this? Trapped in the vacuum of space with limited resources and no future. Leadership had lead them to a scorched planet.

Gaeta listened to the comm chatter and heard the despair over the wireless. He turned his chair and his mind avoided the panel with his phantom leg. The whole human race was on the verge of extinction and he was filled with pity for the loss of his leg. He tried to distract himself, focusing on his job.

A Raptor was scheduled to ferry replacement parts to the repair crews on the Space Park. Racetrack and Skulls were next up on the duty roster. Gaeta sent the order.

Gossip circled around the mess and Racetrack had no desire to engage in it. Normally she would have been leading the charge but under these circumstances it seemed pointless. That filled her with dread and she didn’t like it. Just a week ago, the mess was alive with jubilation about the news of Earth. Now talk of what in some circles would be considered sedition or mutiny lurked. Such drastic emotional changes on a massive scale were taking its toll on seasoned officers and enlisted crew, not to mention the civilian fleet.

Skulls tapped her on the shoulder, snapping her back to reality. “C’mon we’re up.”

Racetrack shook her head and blinked, “Alright. Let’s do this.” She followed Skulls toward the hanger deck. The thots still lingered. In the academy their training taught to focus on your job. These past few years enforced that, constantly on the run and in crisis mode. Yet it was difficult to ferry repair parts with the end of humanity imminent.

Once in space, Racetrack started to feel better. Oddly, she always felt safe amongst the stars. Maybe it was the bravado that came with being a pilot. Maybe they instilled it in the academy. Maybe it was over a hundred missions flown. Whatever it was, she felt untouchable.

They unloaded their cargo and were headed back to Galactica. Racetrack plotted the long way home. During the journey, both occupants were silent and sullen. Avoiding the wake of the fleet, the Raptor floated alone. Racetrack leaned back and closed her eyes basking in the comfort of space.

The hum of the Raptor and the sound of DRADIS disappeared. Racetrack found herself reclined in the cockpit staring out through the window at a horizon of white light. She shaded her eyes and turned to Skulls. He was gone. In his place sat Admiral Adama.

As unfamiliar as this situation was, it somehow felt familiar. She was filled with memories she didn’t remember happening. Was this a dream? It didn’t feel like one. It felt like deja vu gone wrong.

“It’s time?” Racetrack couldn’t believe it was her talking. The memories continued to come and slowly the fog of her mind began to clear. She just thot it was a weird coincidence that she always found exacTly what the fleet was looking for. It wasn’t. She was following a trail laid down millennia ago. They were meant to find Earth all along.

She looked at her visitor and realized it wasn’t the Admiral, “All this has happened before, All this will happen again.” As he spoke the sound of his voice distorted and crackled. A strange sensation overwhelmed her. She stood in a hall surrounded by figures in darkness. A voice echoed, “She’s perfect.” From above her, a cylinder lowered and covered her. There was a slight jolt and she was in space escaping the orbit of what looked like Kobol. Darkness overtook her followed by an onslaught of images. Birth. Life. Death. Birth. Life. Death. A constant cycle of rebirth filled with generations of history. She had lived many lifetimes. Her essence, memories, and programming had been transferred and mingled with human DNA, all leading to this moment.

Racetrack was back in her cockpit. Skulls was talking to her, something about their approach vector. She quickly adjusted their course.

“What the frak, Racetrack!?! You were someplace else.”

Racetrack grinned, “Yeah.” She knew what she needed to do.

–*--

The Five stood in the Temple of Aurora on Earth. It was covered in ash just as the rest of the planet. They took their places and grasped hands. Staring into the sky absorbing the power of the sun, they accessed their ancient programming. From under the temple, a chain reaction occurred. All the matter in the area began to converge and the composition of the Five ignited. The planet was engulfed in energy and began to transform. All the molecules, memories, and substance the Five had accumulated would become this new world.

From the observation deck on Galactica, Admiral Adama watched the flaming ball that was once Earth as it cooled. Oceans, clouds and vegetation started to form. Kara sat next to Lee holding his hand. Lee raised her hand to his lips and kissed it. Tears formed in her eyes, “See boss I told you it was beautiful.”

The Admiral nodded and smiled. Sitting next to him was a picture frame facing the window. Adama picked it up and kissed it, “We made it, Laura. We made it.”

EDIT: Had to add the new world part with the molecules and stuff. Didn’t seem right that all would go to waste.

You are really good at this. How long until we can sign up for your podiobooks?

With that said, I’d like to make a request for the next final cylon story…

The old lady who forgot her glasses and had the winning lottery ticket to get on Sharon’s raptor from the mini.

[frakkintalos]

Nicely done. You should do flash fiction.

Wow. I never knew about that so I googled. Thanx again, Pike. I’ll look into it.

Niiiice. The Five create a Genesis effect. Works for me.

That is so what I was throwing out there. Woot! A Trek fan. Welcome, anonymousblu!

Another home run. I really like the cycle of time theme.

I really wonder how RDM is gonna handle that part of the show. Will he leave it a mystery? Will it be fully realized? Will Peter Pan jumped into Kara’s bunk and take her off to Neverland?

You are really good at this. How long until we can sign up for your podiobooks?

Do they have that?

With that said, I’d like to make a request for the next final cylon story…

The old lady who forgot her glasses and had the winning lottery ticket to get on Sharon’s raptor from the mini.

Hmmm. Alright. It makes sense too cuz those people were running a huge distance to get to the Raptor and that lady could barely walk. Where’d she come from? How’d she get there?

[Solai]

The Admiral nodded and smiled. Sitting next to him was a picture frame facing the window. Adama picked it up and kissed it, “We made it, Laura. We made it.”

Nice touch there. Wonderful as always. Now you have me thinking about writing one of these.

[DawnAZ]

Love it! I think a ‘cast on these would be fun. Fan fiction isn’t a topic we’ve discussed before, but, Lords of Kobal know, we have time for all kinds of out of the box topics. I think it would be an interesting way to present all the different theories about the last cylon and the series’ end.

Anyone?

[frakkintalos]

Nice touch there. Wonderful as always. Now you have me thinking about writing one of these.

Ohhh Please Oh Please. I really hope you do. This torch is getting too heavy to carry. Ah, who am I kiddin’? My head is so big it blocks out the light, anyway.

Love it! I think a ‘cast on these would be fun. Fan fiction isn’t a topic we’ve discussed before, but, Lords of Kobal know, we have time for all kinds of out of the box topics. I think it would be an interesting way to present all the different theories about the last cylon and the series’ end.

Anyone?

Hmmm, guest star? wink wink

[Solai]

Ah, who am I kiddin’? My head is so big it blocks out the light, anyway.

You should see a doctor about that…IYKWIM

Hmmm, guest star? wink wink

As long as you don’t make that person an animal…we would then know exactLY where a certain someone falls on a certain hierarchy…:eek:

[frakkintalos]

As long as you don’t make that person an animal…we would then know exactLY where a certain someone falls on a certain hierarchy…:eek:

I meant a guest star appearance on the podcast. But now that you mention it. I can see a Fanfic with me dressed in furry.

[Lady_D]

I meant a guest star appearance on the podcast. But now that you mention it. I can see a Fanfic with me dressed in furry.

so what’s the furry equivalent of Mary Sue?

[frakkintalos]

so what’s the furry equivalent of Mary Sue?

I don’t know about anyone else but this is the route I’m going.

Oh. I’m the one on the left.

[ThotFullGuy]

The Admiral nodded and smiled. Sitting next to him was a picture frame facing the window. Adama picked it up and kissed it, “We made it, Laura. We made it.”

Very nice. Careful, FT. You’re getting so good at this that now I’m gonna end up dissapointed with Ron Moore’s version!!!
The thing with Laura’s picture at the end got me a little choked up, truth be told.

(and I approve of the way you spelled thot the proper GWC way :D)

[Splatterson]

Oh. I’m the one on the left.

'Talos - the gutter thread is in the “Off Topic” section…

[Casilda]

I really like the idea of physically remaking earth… that would be awesome to watch!

[GalaxyRanger]

So, in this latest manifestation of FT’s talent, Racetrack is the Final Cylon?

[frakkintalos]

So, in this latest manifestation of FT’s talent, Racetrack is the Final Cylon?

For a couple of drafts you were gonna make a cameo. Let me just say, she uses her talent of locating hard to find stuff. IYKWIM.

But I couldn’t make it work. Look on the bright side, you’ll probably be in the furries version.

[TighFighter]

How are you guys making your icons all matrix like? Photoshop or is there some kind of website?

[GalaxyRanger]

How are you guys making your icons all matrix like? Photoshop or is there some kind of website?

It just happens when you press the green button on your computer.

[frakkintalos]

How are you guys making your icons all matrix like? Photoshop or is there some kind of website?

The Matrix has taken over GWC.

[TighFighter]

That doesn’t answer my question…

[TighGetsPunchedALot]

still waiting for the podiobooks.