A memory... by Rhanagaz

DAZ|Studio • Science Fiction • posted on Sep 17, 2010

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(continued) Police Chief: I don't intend to hide something lady mayor...I'm worried...! Aiko, lady Mayor: Chief! We have Robotoko and her team inside!...I think they can do it!.. Chief: A lonely woman, a ptarrian*, two mice and two mecchas?... Aiko: I've read her files!..Single handed she went into a fortress on a distant moon and captured a general convicted for war crimes...alone, though there was a couple of thousind guards?... Chief: I know it!...She's an amazing woman...I have seen the records in the HQ** She could be deadly if she wants...yes! She is our best card, right now...I feel...a little bit....put of the case right now... Aiko: No, chief! You done all the right things!... Chief: Did I?...No.... Aiko (sees the doll): What's this?...A souvenir?... Chief: The Doll?...No, a long time ago memory... Aiko: Does it have a name?... Chief: I don't know...excuse me lady mayor, I have something to do...Lieutenant Meg***will be at your service... (to be continued) Everyone has a past and no one has really lived if not done something to regret - if not they have never lived...If you want to know moore you have to go back in our story. OK. I had some thoughts about the picture side of this part of my story. I want it to be simple and as I often do with no postwork if I can avoid it...I am satisfied myself with this solution here. In my work with theater I know that the persons are the center of things... *The chief means Te Und who is from the planet Ptarr. **This is of course the Police "Head Quarter". ***Meg is the chief's right hand at the headquarter, a single mom to a four year old girl, Lisa. All for now. R.

Comments (19)

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daggerwilldo

2:18PM | Fri, 17 September 2010

This is a great story to contemplate and the render is original and fine. A nice job!!!!!

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Bossie_Boots

2:24PM | Fri, 17 September 2010

Superb story and amazing scene !!

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MineFujiko

4:09PM | Fri, 17 September 2010

Excellent work!

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kbrog

4:36PM | Fri, 17 September 2010

Fantastic work and story! :)

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drifterlee

4:54PM | Fri, 17 September 2010

Wonderful story and scene!!

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pixeluna

6:39PM | Fri, 17 September 2010

I agree with daggerwilldo, an amazing story. Great work on the scene too!

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Faemike55

7:12PM | Fri, 17 September 2010

Excellent image and great dialogue

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ssteph

11:49PM | Fri, 17 September 2010

Splendid image and tale

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renecyberdoc

1:07AM | Sat, 18 September 2010

so true the words about the past,we have to build up and fight everyday and learn to be prepared for the next stage (hopefully i have to believe something otherwise nothing makes sense). and myself do very very rarely postwork except a frame and a sig. very nice work

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drace68

3:33AM | Sat, 18 September 2010

Good "breather" post.

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Sylvia

9:16AM | Sat, 18 September 2010

~Awesome~ So Creative... Both Scene & Story are FANTASTIC!!!

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JaneEden

10:19AM | Sat, 18 September 2010

Excellent story, and incredible scene, well done! hugs Jane xx

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chabot

3:16AM | Sun, 19 September 2010

very good work!

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lieselotte2000

3:19AM | Sun, 19 September 2010

Great illustration of your story.

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Mondwin

2:54AM | Wed, 22 September 2010

Really a very cool story my friend!!Splendid done!!Bravissimo!V:DDD.HUgsxx Whylma

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jif3d

12:38PM | Fri, 24 September 2010

I got it, so Cheif wishes he had played with dolls in his youth and not BB guns and sling-shots !... Maybe I got that wrong...LOL, I have a few regrets myself, but not along those lines ! Well done & ~Cheers~

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brewgirlca

9:10AM | Mon, 27 September 2010

Hum, something is not right with the police chief. One thinks maybe he had a chance to do something about this at an earlier time and let it slip away.

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