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Chaos Corner
“Yesterday, The Author found his one true creation inside of Main engineering. TR-17.  Trails, is what we called him.   The Author carried him into the console room and I about cried.   This was our child, made with our love and now is rusting and offline in front of our very eyes.  The Author focused his tears away for the moment to open his chest plate to check his systems.   The best news we’ve had in years came when we found out that his core software was still intact. Maybe, just maybe he recorded what happened to us during the temporal event.”
The Robot laid up against the secondary console room walls in the corner of the room. Surrounded by tools and a computer monitor giving a read out of any Positronic signals coming from his brain.
“Look, we don’t have the power, nor the equipment to fix him.  What we can do, is keep him in an electronic coma until we can.” This was not the thing she needed to hear.
“So o
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Power Struggles
“Another month has been added to our time, stranded. However, the Author and myself have made rapid progress.  The secondary console room is now fully operational but is lacking in main hueon energy needs for me to dematerialize or even move.   I think my main engineering was partly destroyed in the incident so The Author has suited up with a spacesuit to find out.”
“Astrid, are you picking me up on your sensors?” The Author asked while she monitored his life signs.
“Always.”
He climbed out a ladder tube and onto the floor where his objective was. The corridor had seen better days.
“Good.  Jesus, this place is a mess.  Most of the roundels have either exploded, or are completely off the wall.  Cables just about everywhere. I’m coming up on main engineering now.”
The solid chrome doors had been mysteriously sealed from the inside.  The Author pried against the doors, trying to open them.  When he ma
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Renovation Remeberance
“It’s been weeks since he woke up. And even longer since temporal accident.    The Author had been up for days on end and nights working diligently on me.  I’m worried about him.  He hasn’t eaten or talked, and all he ever wears now is a work shirt, sweat pants and wielding goggles, lugging those heavy tools between my control rooms.    He is so dirty that his eyes have rings around them.  I offered to help him but he says that work helps him think.”
Astrid watches as he removes the navigation panel from the main console and tear it apart.
“Author. Not to be forceful or anything. But the last thing you ate or drank was your coffee two weeks ago.”
“I’ll be fine.”
“You’ll be dead. You need to eat.”
“I don’t have the time for it. The sooner we can see what kind of hell I’ve let the multiverse dive into since I was gone the BETTER!”
“Kyle Rust, I am
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Literature
The Aftermath of a Betrayal
Inside a deep unknown nebula, a shape floats dormant in an underpraised part of the galaxy.   This ship in fact was more of a light cruiser by its own standards but has a very spacious inside.
The Main computer clicked on. Running stand by functions and checking for any more combatants, the lights came on.
“I don’t see them anymore.  Good. Took them long enough to go away.   Initializing reanimation series reboot procedure.” She spoke as her passenger for these many years was finally to be thawed out.  Her Pilot, her partner.
The frosted glass of the tube was slowly sliding away to view the inner room which held his pod.  His eyes snapped open when his eyes popped open when he gasped for air.  He woke up much faster when he hit his head on the pod door.  
“Author. This is Astrid. How are you feeling?”
“Augh, Couldn’t I get another five more minutes? Is that too much to ask for.”
“No. You overslept
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RPS: The Guardian Tribulation
The sun dropped in the sky of blue emerald coast. Mobian Beach goers pack up their little camps and head inside as the waves crash against the shore.  But one remained; slowly she walked across the shoreline as the golden sun fell onto the horizon.   She watched as the tide seemed to look back at her as a familiar sound was heard. A blue phone booth materialized on the beach. Running towards it she paused and watched as a Mobian wearing burnt clothes stumbled out. His went face first into the sand as his muzzle was deep into the tide. His fur was wet from the salt water of the Coast as she turned him over.
The first thing she saw on the orange fox was his eyes. She had seen those eyes before, but just couldnt remeber the rest of the features.   She looked back at the Phone booth dug in the sand.
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Character Shipping? UPDATED
Thought I'd make a list of characters that I own that are currently single and who I'd be happy to allow ships with other people's characters.
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Species: Human
Age: 23
Sexuality: Straight
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UPDATE: Now dating Marinette (belonging to :iconpurplelightrose:)
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Juliet Kintobor
Species: Human
Age: 25
Sexuality: Straight
Julian Robotnik's sister, Juliet is a force for good. She is currently in the Forensics department in Station Square Police Department. Wears her long brown hair into a ponytail, but will wear it down when going out. Wears
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Ben Russell (The Author)
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I am a lazy writer. Not very good at drawing but its doable. I have dreams of glory and my own copyright. No Girlfriend but man I am I such a nice guy. Still not interested? Well, A time lord can dream.
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“Yesterday, The Author found his one true creation inside of Main engineering. TR-17.  Trails, is what we called him.   The Author carried him into the console room and I about cried.   This was our child, made with our love and now is rusting and offline in front of our very eyes.  The Author focused his tears away for the moment to open his chest plate to check his systems.   The best news we’ve had in years came when we found out that his core software was still intact. Maybe, just maybe he recorded what happened to us during the temporal event.”
The Robot laid up against the secondary console room walls in the corner of the room. Surrounded by tools and a computer monitor giving a read out of any Positronic signals coming from his brain.
“Look, we don’t have the power, nor the equipment to fix him.  What we can do, is keep him in an electronic coma until we can.” This was not the thing she needed to hear.
“So our son is just going to be a vegetable until he can search the universe for replacement parts!”
“I didn’t say that! Don’t put words in my mouth!  I hate this as much as you do but we can’t do anything about it now.”
“If we didn’t have an incentive now to get out of here. We sure as hell do now.”  He said as he walked back to engineering. Leaving Astrid to stare over at the sleeping robot.
The Author paced up and down the broken corridors kicking pieces of roundels into the air. Frustrated and upset.  
“There has to be some kind of a way out of here!!!!” he yelled as his kicked a wall with his foot. The wall slid open to show the Author the Lost Vault.  Here was his stash of dangerous artifacts he had collected over the years for safe keeping.  On the middle pedestal, several  powerful multicolored Emeralds shined inside the dark space.  His face brightened up.
“Said a joker to the thief….”
Chaos Corner
The Tardis is dead in the water.  The universe is without a protector and The Author's creation Trails, has been discovered rusting away in engineering.  Things can only go up from here....
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“Another month has been added to our time, stranded. However, the Author and myself have made rapid progress.  The secondary console room is now fully operational but is lacking in main hueon energy needs for me to dematerialize or even move.   I think my main engineering was partly destroyed in the incident so The Author has suited up with a spacesuit to find out.”
“Astrid, are you picking me up on your sensors?” The Author asked while she monitored his life signs.
“Always.”
He climbed out a ladder tube and onto the floor where his objective was. The corridor had seen better days.
“Good.  Jesus, this place is a mess.  Most of the roundels have either exploded, or are completely off the wall.  Cables just about everywhere. I’m coming up on main engineering now.”
The solid chrome doors had been mysteriously sealed from the inside.  The Author pried against the doors, trying to open them.  When he managed to slip his hand through he was blown clear from the door when a rush of air came from main engineering.     The door had contained a pocket of atmosphere before the mishap which was the bubble he unknowingly popped.
The Author returned to his feet and open the door all the way.
“Engineering seems to be intact, Astrid. Stand by for manual reconnection.” He walked over to the panel and opened the fuse box on top. The lights came back on and the computers all around whirred back to life.

“Much better. You should be feel At least some power returning, right?”
“Not much, just enough to bring life support to that section.”
“Do it, hopefully some of our trees are still onboard.”
The Author took off his helmet and sat it on the table.  His foot hit something underneath, making it topple over to the other side.
“Oh my God.   It’s Trails.”
Power Struggles
The Author has been working hard to reroute cruical power to his newly rebuilt secondary console room. With the discovery of main engineering he goes down to see what can be salvaged...
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“It’s been weeks since he woke up. And even longer since temporal accident.    The Author had been up for days on end and nights working diligently on me.  I’m worried about him.  He hasn’t eaten or talked, and all he ever wears now is a work shirt, sweat pants and wielding goggles, lugging those heavy tools between my control rooms.    He is so dirty that his eyes have rings around them.  I offered to help him but he says that work helps him think.”
Astrid watches as he removes the navigation panel from the main console and tear it apart.
“Author. Not to be forceful or anything. But the last thing you ate or drank was your coffee two weeks ago.”
“I’ll be fine.”
“You’ll be dead. You need to eat.”
“I don’t have the time for it. The sooner we can see what kind of hell I’ve let the multiverse dive into since I was gone the BETTER!”
“Kyle Rust, I am your Tardis. Not your Mother, but I will make you eat something willingly or not.”
“DO NOT EVER CALL ME THAT AGAIN! HE is gone! Do you hear me ASTRID!” he lashed out at the air.
The Author paused and thought about what he said.   He was very tired and very hungry. His anger finally tipped him over the convincing point.
“Astrid, I…I’m sorry. You have been the most loving being I have left in my life.”
“I know you didn’t mean it.”
The Author dropped his tools and took a break.  Astrid was waiting in the ruins of the once grand dining hall, with a plate of sandwiches and lemonade.
“Thanks.” He said defeated.
“My pleasure.” She smirked taking a seat across from him.
“These last few days; I haven’t been feeling well.”
“What’s wrong?”
“It’s like the paradox, it took a chunk away from my life like it did time.  I can remember things, Canada, a fire princess, a tiger and a girl who loves the Beatles.”
“I think you head been Ice for a while, you’re bound to imagine some pretty weird things.”
“I don’t know.   It felt real to me.”
Renovation Remeberance
The Author and his Tardis have been alone for more than several years, trapped inside a nebula of all things while the Multiverse moves on around them.  Astrid grows worried about The Author's well being when he refuses to stop working.....
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Inside a deep unknown nebula, a shape floats dormant in an underpraised part of the galaxy.   This ship in fact was more of a light cruiser by its own standards but has a very spacious inside.
The Main computer clicked on. Running stand by functions and checking for any more combatants, the lights came on.
“I don’t see them anymore.  Good. Took them long enough to go away.   Initializing reanimation series reboot procedure.” She spoke as her passenger for these many years was finally to be thawed out.  Her Pilot, her partner.
The frosted glass of the tube was slowly sliding away to view the inner room which held his pod.  His eyes snapped open when his eyes popped open when he gasped for air.  He woke up much faster when he hit his head on the pod door.  
“Author. This is Astrid. How are you feeling?”
“Augh, Couldn’t I get another five more minutes? Is that too much to ask for.”
“No. You overslept enough already. Administering a double dose of the heart stimulant.”
The door opened to a naked Author. He got out and stumbled across the floor to his robe hanging from the wall panel.
“What exactly happened Astrid?”
“Shallan Davar. Your Companion. That’s what happened.”
The Author snapped out of his daze when he realized she was not onboard. His memory was in a haze still but he remembered his young depressed friend who he saved from the Nothing and French Revolution and even her ex-boyfriend who wanted to blow up her high school.
“Astrid. Tell me what happened to her!”
“She created a Paradox, Author! That’s what happened. While you were dying underneath the Cherry tree after the bomb blew you to kingdom come, she killed her younger self to prevent her from meeting us in the first place.   I barely had time to find you, materialize around you and escape before we all got erased. This was her fault I’m like this!”
“What? Damage report.”
“Decks five through twenty do not exist anymore and I’m in low power mode after the emergency reboot.”
“A reboot. That means…. a new start?”
“If you can stabilize me, yes.”
“Well then, I guess Nap time is over.”
The Aftermath of a Betrayal
The Author has been missing for years.   Many have gone looking for him and many have failed.  His Tardis was to blame.   A new universe doesn't exactly mean 'friendly'
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Birthday cake
For a wonderful girl here on DA. JadetheTiger Please go check out her work if you haven't already.   

I was also a bit out of practice when I drew this so yeah. Happy Birthday Vanessa
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I feel helpless.

I haven't created anything for months now.   My novel has hit a wall in production.  I cant move forward.  The plot is fine and story is constantly changing and growing but the deeper I fall down this rabbit hole the harder it is see the exit.

If anyone one would like for me to post what I have written so far let me know.

And please, Give me some advice.

You are my only hope.....

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Kat-vs-Art Featured By Owner Feb 28, 2016  Professional Filmographer
Thanks for the fav!!
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trailstherobotfox Featured By Owner Feb 29, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
you earned it, I would really like to see those characters fleshed out and made in a story that paralells the development of Disney world
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Kat-vs-Art Featured By Owner Feb 29, 2016  Professional Filmographer
Aww man, that's so sweet! Hah I wish I drew them more now
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trailstherobotfox Featured By Owner Feb 29, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
you should.
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thanks for the fave
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trailstherobotfox Featured By Owner Dec 16, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
sure thing
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Clu-art Featured By Owner Nov 19, 2015  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thank you for faving 'Metropolis Arcee' Ben! :D
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trailstherobotfox Featured By Owner Nov 20, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks its a great movie and I liked how it turned out.
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Thanks a bundle for the fave. 
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fokerero Featured By Owner Jul 20, 2015  Student General Artist
Thanks for the fave on my victorian Blaze! :D
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trailstherobotfox Featured By Owner Jul 20, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
No problem
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SmudgeThistle Featured By Owner Jun 8, 2015  Hobbyist
Thank you very much for the favourites on my drawing of the Eleventh Doctor, "Portrait of a Happy Madman"! :D
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thanks for the fave
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Thank you for the fav on A Christmas Carol

A Christmas Carol by Ade-AndaRio

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trailstherobotfox Featured By Owner Apr 26, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Sure thing. It's pretty cool
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Very glad you like it! :thanks:
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The happiest of happy birthdays to you, my friend! I hope you have a fantastic day with lots of cake and fun! 
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trailstherobotfox Featured By Owner Apr 1, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you. I turned 18. Man, I must be losing my touch. Man those sparkle letters really grab your attention.
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Jade-the-Tiger Featured By Owner Apr 1, 2015
Haha, I like sparkly letters. Wow, 18! How exciting! Hope you have a great 18th year of your life!
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