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The War for Mars United, Chapter 9: The Octagon Office

March 17, 2017, 9:29 pm

Norine Maciel awoke with a start. Pablo Maciel rustled. “Todo bien, mi amor?” “Uh, yeah.” She had sweated through her pajamas. She got up to change them. “Bad dream?” her husband asked. “Yes,” she said, changing clothes, not letting Pablo see how round her middle had become in the last few years. “Do you want to talk about it?” Norine was still shaking, a little. “I was dreaming…about the day Uniparney’s snow globe arrived on Mars. The image of it
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The War for Mars United, Chapter 8: Armstrong Air Base

March 10, 2017, 3:30 pm

Planet-wide registration was announced two days after the mothership left Earth. Every Mars citizen had to serve anyway – that was written into the constitution, to keep certain corporations from monopolizing the military. Nonetheless, something like one fourth of the population had managed to find some technicality to avoid service, often abetted by their corporation. The Prime Minister’s latest speech called for fresh updates from every person on the planet, itemizing recent changes in health, location, last time in space,
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The War for Mars United, INSERT: Historical Timeline

March 3, 2017, 10:40 am

INSERT: HISTORICAL TIMELINE OF MARS 1877: Asaph Hall discovers, names Phobos and Deimos 1957: Sputnik becomes first manmade object in space, from Soviet Union 1969: Apollo 11 carries first men to surface of extraterrestrial object, from USA 1971: Mars 2 becomes first manmade object on Mars, from Soviet Union 2000: Iceland builds first machines harnessing geo-thermal power 2020: Private space travel begins, led by Richard Branson and others 2020s: Corporations move to private islands in international waters 2030: Hotel Hyperion
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The War for Mars United, Chapter 7: Memorial Cemetery

February 24, 2017, 11:29 am

“…You know, when I first met John, I joked with him that he needed to stop acting on his best behavior. He answered me, what if this was his normal behavior? And I didn’t believe him then. But I do now.” Martina had always hated funerals. This was different; this was her husband being lowered into the ground. The yellow sky, the manicured green grass on the softly sloping hill, the birds singing in the sycamore trees: somehow all of
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The War for Mars United, Chapter 6: The War Room After The Battle of Melas

February 17, 2017, 4:43 pm

No matter the context, Prime Minister Norine Maciel hated to watch grown men high-five each other. But that’s exactly what was happening all around her. Well, at least her generals were happy. The war had gone well. The Melas Space Port was demolished, leaving New Jerusalem’s Space Port the only proper way on or off the planet. Her soldiers had behaved admirably, never gratuitously punishing the Bintons. In theory, the war room contained all the latest in 22nd-century technology: text,
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The War for Mars United, Chapter 5: Binto City

February 10, 2017, 12:16 pm

Right, my bo, Julia thought, hearing her sister on her headset’s com. Of course it was obvious, but obvious doesn’t always present itself when you’re about seven seconds from landing splat on a concrete street. With trained efficiency, Julia pulled her bo off her leg and pushed the button that extended the stick to its full length: two meters, enough to see the entire Applokia logo on its side. As it extended, Julia used the last of the momentum from
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The War for Mars United, Chapter 4: Melas

February 3, 2017, 9:01 pm

  (Previous chapter is here.) Flying in formation with thousands of Mars United planes, Martina’s heart pounded like a Dupowme jackhammer. She’d seen such sights in simulations, but ain’t nothing like the real thing: 40,000 jets of the M.U. Army, 120,000 total soldiers. Every plane contained one pilot and two gunners. Each gunner was responsible for one side of the plane. Of course, the pilot could also take shots when she saw fit. They were a swarm of the nastiest insects
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The War for Mars United, Chapter 3: Pharealth Emergency Center

January 27, 2017, 10:41 am

(Previous chapter is here.) “Ahhhhhhhhhhhh.” Prime Minister Norine Maciel threw water on her face and neck and paused for a moment to let the sensation sink in. When did I get so old? she asked her reflection in the bathroom’s mirror. Was it this job, or would it have happened anyway? She had lived only 60 Earth years, but felt sure she looked 70. The lighter g was supposed to help. Certainly the job didn’t help. This day didn’t help. Norine
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The War for Mars United, Chapter 2: The Boball Court

January 20, 2017, 8:50 am

  (Previous chapter is here.) On the other side of New Jerusalem, on a parquet hardwood floor court in the Uniparney Gymnasium on Mars University campus, Julia Maciel watched six college-aged men play an unofficial scrimmage game of boball (pronounced boh-ball). After some back-and-forth, one of the players fell to the floor with a thud and a howl. “Tanner?!” asked one of the players. “You okay?” “Yeah, pìhuà,” Tanner replied, getting up slowly. He limped to the sideline, where Julia –
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The War for Mars United, Chapter 1: The Mall

January 13, 2017, 9:44 am

“Mom, I want a Ray Vang,” said Peoria, who was dressed stylishly for a nine-year-old, her butter-yellow belt and scarf accenting her hazelnut-yellow hair, muted cocoa-brown shirt and maple-bleached pants. “You’re too young for a thousand-dollar holo-ring,” replied her mother. “You have one,” pouted Peoria. Martina Maciel reckoned she may have brought this on herself. Her clothes and hair matched her daughter’s, a real constrast to the store’s interior, which consisted mostly of slick silvery lines and curves, adorned by
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