Christmas Nebula

Out in the cold dark of space, in a vacuum of nothingness, vast distances have to be traversed to reach planetary mass that occupies its remote corners. Accretions of interstellar matter, clinging as if for comfort form focal points of infinity.

But there, after aeons, after light has travelled so far, it thinks it can travel not further, a twinkling of lights.

Behold, the Christmas nebula

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Webcomic P0005 – Straight Outa Brompton

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So, not just a case of ‘Ladies and Gentlemen we are floating in space’. Max is seemingly on his way purposefully, to somewhere! And anywhere seems preferable at this moment in time.

Space Station Brompton 1 is the first of the Space Stations (no there aren’t specifically 5 with the first four mysteriously having had things happen to them. Although there’s a plot idea!). It is a Level 3 Space Station (that’s to say a smallish structure), set in the Intero system. I’ll expound more about the systems later, as the story develops.

So, from the safety of a Level 3 Space Station, with all the comforts of a home, his consignment loaded, Max checks the ship’s computer

“Schrödinger, confirm clearance code for Space Station Brompton 1 departure”.
“Departure code AV-iN-@L@-UGI-I confirmed from BISCORP”.
“So, the problem is?”.
“Brompton 1 security detain procedure in effect”.
“Detain? Sounds serious”.
“It is!”.
“Then get us out of here, now!”.

Without a clue as to why has to leave (with his tail between his legs)

Ejected from, max is.

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Webcomic P0004 – Earlier…

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Some time earlier…

So here we see Space Station Brompton 1 (or SSB-1 as it is lovingly designated). This is where Max was some time earlier. He was relaxing ‘off-ship’, taking a drink in one of the many bars on SSB-1 and stocking up on his favourite snacks. However, the main reason he was here was to load up on a consignment of goods – biscuits to be precise. A staple of the known universe.

This is what Max does. As an intergalactic haulage contractor he traverses the systems of known space, transporting goods from here to there or from there to here. Hey, it’s a living!

It’s what happens next that jump starts our story.

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Webcomic Page 0003 – Max Helms the Ship

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The use of a nautical term when dealing with space is one that is perpetuated throughout Science Fiction. Helm, the old nautical term meaning ‘the steering thing that directs the ship in its travels’ serves well here. Max is the helmsman of this craft and knows it like the back of his paw. We see it (the craft) in a little more detail here ourselves.

I believe we might find out more about this ‘ship’ if we stick with it.

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Webcomic Page 0001 – Inky Blue

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In the inky blue of space [shouldn’t that be inky black? – Ed].

In the inky BLUE of space, stars twinkle, as they for aeons ever have. They punctuate the monotony of nothingness and man, as he ever has, looks for meaning. He attributes shapes and mythologies and plans adventures yet it is only when he actually sets out, that the vastness of its reality breaks his reverie and he quakes at near infinities.

But that’s what ion propulsion drives are for, right?

A planet, mere AU’s away spins with clockwork precision in a place where time has no real meaning.

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A Rocket to the Moon

With MEET ME AT THE JUMPGATE Launching soon, the following looked too good not to snap…

There are rockets everywhere you look! This one was in Rough Trade – Bristol, it was a tabletop promoting Beavertown Brewery beer. I was there on vinyl discovery duty and not beer appreciation as it happens. But I may be tempted to return and sample…

Rockets and beer and in a comic style – what a great combination!

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Beavertown Brewery Beer

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