Ahh, now a crocadillo was one of Earth’s first attempts at using inter-species cloning in the ‘specialist’ pet industry. By the second or third decade of the 22nd Century, crocodiles had become quite popular as pets in certain parts of the World. This was in large part due to a highly successful airplay programme called Crocodile Challenge.
In CC (as it came to be known) the challenge was for individuals to domesticate a crocodile using a highly specialised approach to animal training developed by an old European countrywoman whose name was Agspeth Abernacleton (the Abernacleton’s were well known for their wildlife parks across Europe and Agneth developed a training methodology based on implants that enabled her to control even the feistiest of animals, including crocodiles). After the success of CC as an airplay spectacle, the sale of trained crocodiles as pets went through the roof. Eventually, however, the unfortunate deaths of a few owners got noticed and it came to be realised that Agneth’s training approach had some flaws in it that only became apparent longer term.
At about this time a new generation company called CloneMate were experimenting in the area of exotic pets and for some unfathomable reason made a crocodile and armadillo hybrid. Armadillos were quite docile and cute and the most aggressive act they tended to practice was rolling up into a ball. This non-aggressive nature was just as well because the resultant hybrid, the crocadillo, was to all intents and purposes an armoured crocodile, albeit fortunately a quite docile one (mostly).
The great radiation flood of 2212 was a tipping point for humanity and one hell of a shock for the US President of the time. President Rip van Trumplestein, a third generation Mexus, was just in the middle of a World speech on the success of the 98th Climate change programme when his hair started to singe in the midday sun in Fairbanks Alaska.
Anyways as ‘Old Don’ (as he was known to his supporters) got doused in firespray by one of his bodyguards, news broke from the Earth Space Platform that 2 black holes had collided in deep space. The net result of this collision was a massive release of cosmic radiation that had, on that day, hit the Earth.
Of course ‘Old Don’ had been told about this several years before and he had dismissed it as ‘fake scaremongering’ originating from Sinosovurea, that was designed to wreck the ozone layer regeneration industry on Earth. Well having got that one wrong, and with his rather dodgy hair smoldering, Old Don went back to hosting ‘Play your Fossil Fuels Right’ a much-loved reality airplay show (well it wasn’t really loved but his cronies told him it was).
Meanwhile on Earth regeneration of the ozone layer became a real priority and production of ozone in the upper atmosphere was rapidly increased, but due to the high energy requirements of ozone generation, Earth began to quickly war.. Fortunately at around this time Professor Wai-Nott had advanced with his experiments on Bryllium, and within a few months of the initial first flood of radiation Earth had a new ozone equivalent layer to project its former President’s beard.
One of the earliest other planets discovered with human-like life forms during The Discovery Period of 2150 – 2200 was Sovurea. The planet had previously been identified as an Earth-Analog and a friendly and advanced civilisation there warmly welcomed the first humans who arrived from the China Space Academy. As it turned out the
As it turned out the Sovureans were remarkably similar to rabbits on Earth (not in looks but certain other habits…..) and the first astronauts from China who landed there founded the Sinosovurean dynasty at remarkable speed. No one is sure they meant too, but mating for a Sovurean is a bit like a handshake is to us Earthlings, so they didn’t really have much choice.
Earth used to have film stars or movie stars or TV or music stars, when entertainment was totally dependent on some physical piece of hardware (TV, music player etc), that a user had to turn on and connect to the world wide thingummyjig wotsit or whatever it used to be called.
But then the engineers at some company named after a fruit suggested people could be simply implanted with a chip that would allow them to see and listen to performers essentially in the air in front of their eyes.
Of course, most people thought this was bananas (not the name of the company) as how would it work in practice?. I mean if you were sitting in a train would the images appear in front of your face and would everyone else see that and hear that?
Well no actually it didn’t work like that at all. You see if you were in a public space the aircast would effectively play inside your head. You would see and hear everything you would on a physical display but it would be private, inside your head wherever you were. When you were at home or at work you could connect what was in your head to an external display.
Airplay technology led to a new revolution in entertainment and many performers were never actually seen live at all but only through aircasts (i.e. inside people’s heads) – some of these performers became cult figures and mega-rich. Hence the term ‘Airstars’. In fact, I often play one in my head and he’s 6 and a multi-billionaire – one of the MacBeckham clan that bought Scotland centuries ago (little Oik!!).
Well it’s a bit complicated really because it involves 4 goals and 4 teams.
Two goals and 2 teams are real (the scream if you kick them) and 2 are virtual. Each football club has 2 teams in the game. One team of real players that it employs, and another that is made up of virtual players drawn from the top 250 virtual players in the Trans-Planetary V-Soccer virtual game played by children the galaxy over. The exact makeup of the club’s virtual team is determined by a random selection made 1 hour before kick off from the top 250 players list.
The match kicks off with the 2 real teams playing each other and the 2 virtual teams playing each other. Spectators see both games side by side. They watch on their screens at home or, if they are hovering over the stadium, on pitches that are at right angles to each other. If watching at the actual stadium this means that play on one pitch actually crosses over play on the other which can be a bit confusing. During the first 15 minutes of the first
During the first 15 minutes of the first half that’s how it must continue. At the end of the first 15 minutes each team manager can select up to 4 players from the virtual teams, who are playing their own match, and ‘step’ them into the real physical game. The 4 real players who step out take up positions in the virtual game and play that for the next 15 minutes. At the end of this 15 minute period the teams switch back to as they were at kick off.
During half-time it gets even more complicated as each team manager has to decide on a fixed combination of real and virtual players for each game for the whole of the second half.
The scores from both games count towards the final result. So if a team wins both games they get 10 points. Win one and lose one and they get 5 points. Win one and draw one and they get 7 points.
See, all very simple really though tactics can get very complicated as clubs can draft in young kids (normally under 5 these days) who act as the club controller of the virtual games. Honestly, they can get paid a fortune. There’s a 6 year old, I think he’s one of the McBeckham clan, who is a multi-millionaire already the little Oik!!
There’s nothing really special about the mine but Bryllium is a very special and precious element. In the late 21st Century the deep space probe VirginGalaxy returned to Earth from a planet called Luminem that orbits the star Copernicus (or Copper Knickers as my old astronomy avatar used to say) in the constellation of Cancer.
Some jolly clever chemists analysed the properties of Bryllium and found that if mixed with certain well know Earth elements and compounds, the product could very effectively replace ozone in the Earth’s atmosphere to protect us poor Earthlings from our Sun’s increasingly dangerous radiation. It was a jolly brilliant invention (which might be why it was called Bryllium I suppose, but I might be making that up…..)
ITI – or Intergalactic Tax Inspector. That’s me. Wow, and what a job. I would never have dreamed of a job like this when I graduated from my local Learning World at the age of 27 with 137 digital badges covering topics from languages, alien lifeforms, history, lasers in society, through to communication skills, martial arts and mathematics. I was fully expecting to drift from homework to homework earning variable sums of credit. How lucky I was to be recommended by one of my old tutors (who obviously realised how talented I was) for a government sponsored fast track civil servant programme.
Fully intending to become a virtual government official, proofreading and air publishing new local laws, I managed to get on the wrong hoverbus outside the New Trainee transit station and the next thing I knew someone was taking my maths capability to a new level and telling me that I was going to become an ITI.
So here I am, several years later earning a good salary, travelling the galaxy with my trusty (ha ha) companion Cat, checking out the tax affairs of individuals and major corporations across many globes. I had quickly gained a reputation for managing complex and quite dangerous missions with the help of Cat. Of course, it (Cat) would have many believe that much of my success was down to it. But I knew better. I had lost count of the number of times I had pulled its furry tail out of the fire.
We sometimes would undertake missions on good old Earth, in between our space travels, and here again all of my skills and staggering capabilities came forth to ensure I succeeded, helping to make Cat look vaguely useful in the process. Cat acknowledged my skills, only recently telling me that my capabilities would come at least fourth on anyone’s list!!
Supercilious little irrelevance…….wait till I catch him farting again!!