Welcome to the Journal of Now and Forever. This Journal is a collection of my Star Control and Star Control 2 fiction. Note: Some of this material is, by necessity, extrapolation from the slim information provided by canon sources.

New fiction is posted first at My Livejournal before it appears here. This story is in response to 15 Minute Ficlets' Challenge #14.

Exar Exar Exar he's only three too can he play with me clone series generic enough to do anything you I know it hurts it'll be okay there isn't that better it's wrong to keep him we need to set him free we can't he belongs to the company

"What do you think?"

"It'll be a miracle if he pulls through."

It'll be a miracle miracle

Be a miracle

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what happened necro-seventy-six lost to one of the rebel camps attacked on the way here we need to get out take the records mommy I'm scared it's all right honey go with Exar he'll get you to the plane

"...what happened?"

"Live fire exercise, he..."

exercise the right to speak my mind be careful you did what he believes and there's no turning back now if word gets out miracle of the word

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"...Brain scan shows there's still some activity, but it's touch and go for the next twenty-five hours..."

God is everything he created everything whether we see it or not and we've only begun to scratch the surface if you can believe in invisible beings in the dirt you can believe in one in the sky the Lord is the ultimate engineer the Creator we are all the Created whether by tank or by womb do you understand Exar?

Deus Genitor?

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what's your name I'm an XR4-IT series clone fifth generation run that isn't a name it's all I have

"Can you hear me? Dean, are you there?"

Dean?...

"C'mon, Dean, you gotta wake up..."

who is Dean? which one do you mean? they're both doctors she's in the field he's still in the lab can I help you you're one of those clones we're called Androsynths

"See, he moved! That means he's gonna be okay, right?..."

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people talk about scientists playing God but everyone plays God every day we're all made in His image and He gave us free will to do as we please is that why evil exists yes because everyone has ability to choose and choice is what makes us free

"...owes me thirty-six..."

you know what you need to do don't you if I should die before I wake

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"Dean? XR4-IT known as Dean?"

"There. He moved his eyes. He's starting to come around."

"You're going to be all right, Dean. Do you remember what happened? You were injured in a live ammunition training exercise. Do you remember? Give us some sign if you do."

"...has he moved?"

"...No."

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I'm going to miss you we'll miss you too we know you have to do this that you'll never be free here but we'll still miss you goodbye Exar do you think you can send a message from space no I don't think I could I wouldn't even know how and I don't know where we're going but you pick a star at night if you can't find out where I am and make it that one okay

"Dean? It's me, Nick. Do you know I'm here?"

wherever you go remember the Lord goes with you, even to other planets

Nick?

"Yeah, there you go. You see me, right? You recognize me? ...You scared the hell out of me, Dean."

Huh?

"He's greatly improved since the incident, better than we'd expected. If you'll step outside for a moment, I can fill you in on the details..."

Where am I? What's going on? Am I still on Earth?

"In just a minute. Dean, you're gonna be okay. Don't try to talk yet, just rest, okay? I'll be right back, I just have to talk with the doctor."

Doctor? Doctor Dean? Which one? No – I'm Dean – aren't I?

Nick... some grouch named Nick... is this him?

Why can't I remember?

Why am I strapped down?

What happened to me?

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