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From the diary of Dr Goldwing" ]
9/9/55
Its been a rough journey to be the first man to build and use a personal flying contraption. Though I must say that this has been the best for me. No time to be lazy with all the others working just as hard as I did. Though today I did it. I finished the darn thing. It was wonderful, just in time in fact. Tomorrow I shall start the actual tournament. The government was running it, saying the winner would be a hero. Mine is light weight and fashionable as well. Winning should be easy.
8/10/55
Today was great the leaves blowing around me. All of us lined up ready to have our work inspected. The government didn’t want us to fall to our deaths. As I looked around I realized one thing. All my foes were covered in brown and black goggles were everywhere. Then I look at myself. Bright oranges and reds. I stuck out like a sore thumb. There contraptions also looked a lot different then mine, big clunky things that looked as horrible as they sounded. Luckily I made it to the next round, though they havent told me what that will be yet.
8/11/55
To say I was shocked would be an understatement. She was here. I must have missed her in yesterday. She or Lady Wonderwine is a coworker of mine.It’s annoying me to no end that she is wearing the same pin the boss gave me for luck. I was supposed to be the only one from our company. She always seems to love to find fault in my work. She also thinks the less you wear the smarter you are. Her contraption was interesting though, brightly colored it looked like a mere scarf until she turned it on. I had a lucky break though, I didn’t have to talk to her. Today though the government had us explain how everything worked, why we picked one metal over the other. Even why we colored it the way that we did. More were cut, there’s ten of us now. When they didn’t tell us I thought for sure it would be much more then this. They wanted to know who knew there creation the best.
[Note: the female photo is her]
8/12/55
Today I flew. I never wanted to go back to the ground. Less then half of use made it off the ground, it was me her and two other guys. Once in the air though things were a little odd. She flew right up near me, for some reason she was smiling. Wonderwine only smiled when she was toying with some new contraption or messing with me. It didn’t take her long to grab my bum. Im glad my goggles covered half my face otherwise she would have seen how hard I was blushing. Once back on the ground she said nothing about it.
8/13/55
They congratulated us for getting this far, and said that we will have a week until the final test. This didn’t surprise me. I figured that the government would do something like this. They seem to like getting you all charged up for something one moment only to tell you to calm down the next moment. Everyone else seemed mad by this. The surprising thing was what she did. I was in my lab tinkering on my next little experiment. Nothing big a toy for children, a car they can move without pushing it. I figured it would sell, and I could enjoy myself making it. She came in and took what I was doing from me, Her eyes meet mine and I think she kissed me. I passed out shortly after that.
8/14/55
I couldn’t sleep last night, the thought of what she did was running though my mind. Her kiss was innocent, no poison on her lips. She just wanted to kiss me and I passed out. I fancy myself good with the ladies. This and the fact of who it was what was bothering me the most. She hated me with a passion, I had thought. Then this happens. Good thing we got a week off. Otherwise I would be a wreck for anything the government needed from me.
8/15/55
I awoke today, sprawled out in my workshop, tools in hand to a someone knocking on my door. I quickly dressed. Just in case it was her again. It wasn’t thankfully, though it was a note from her. “Meet me at the Mistmedow Pub. Dress smart.” Half of me didn’t want to go, it was her after all. Though the part of me that wanted to know more about the kiss won out and I found myself re-dressed and walking to the pub. I had meant to go there long ago but it seems every time I went I would stop and find something that needed fixing. My lack of getting things done showed in my formal attire. My pants were much to short to the point where half my calf stuck out. Though I heard that was the fashion now. She was there, dressed like herself. Black leather covered her from head to toe. I found the second I looked at her the room became, hotter. As though someone turned on a rather large steam powered machine right near me. We spoke briefly at the pub, she dragged me out as soon as I got in. The woman dragged me for blocks before I got my arm back and demanded that she tell me what was going on. What she told me chilled me to my very bones, “The government plans to kill everyone in the contest your in. That way they don’t have to pay up.” She played a tape, people I knew were plotting the best way to kill me.
8/19/55
The week has almost passed, and I have no clue what to do. She could be lying to win, though why would she? A win for me is a win for the company, her ideas would be heard by the government as well. I tried working but for some reason I couldn’t concentrate. If she was right. These people, how could they just kill everyone? Should I go tomorrow? Is it worth the risk? I went for a walk no real destination in mind walking in the rain clears my mind. I looked at the people, the needed this. They needed a cheap easy way to get from place to plac
9/9/55 Its been a rough journey to be the first man to build and use a personal flying contraption. Though I must say that this has been the best for me. No time to be lazy with all the others working just as hard as I did. Though today I did it. I finished the darn thing. It was wonderful, just in time in fact. Tomorrow I shall start the actual tournament. The government was running it, saying the winner would be a hero. Mine is light weight and fashionable as well. Winning should be easy.
8/10/55Today was great the leaves blowing around me. All of us lined up ready to have our work inspected. The government didn’t want us to fall to our deaths. As I looked around I realized one thing. All my foes were covered in brown and black goggles were everywhere. Then I look at myself. Bright oranges and reds. I stuck out like a sore thumb. There contraptions also looked a lot different then mine, big clunky things that looked as horrible as they sounded. Luckily I made it to the next round, though they havent told me what that will be yet.
8/11/55To say I was shocked would be an understatement. She was here. I must have missed her in yesterday. She or Lady Wonderwine is a coworker of mine.It’s annoying me to no end that she is wearing the same pin the boss gave me for luck. I was supposed to be the only one from our company. She always seems to love to find fault in my work. She also thinks the less you wear the smarter you are. Her contraption was interesting though, brightly colored it looked like a mere scarf until she turned it on. I had a lucky break though, I didn’t have to talk to her. Today though the government had us explain how everything worked, why we picked one metal over the other. Even why we colored it the way that we did. More were cut, there’s ten of us now. When they didn’t tell us I thought for sure it would be much more then this. They wanted to know who knew there creation the best.
[Note: the female photo is her]
8/12/55Today I flew. I never wanted to go back to the ground. Less then half of use made it off the ground, it was me her and two other guys. Once in the air though things were a little odd. She flew right up near me, for some reason she was smiling. Wonderwine only smiled when she was toying with some new contraption or messing with me. It didn’t take her long to grab my bum. Im glad my goggles covered half my face otherwise she would have seen how hard I was blushing. Once back on the ground she said nothing about it.
8/13/55They congratulated us for getting this far, and said that we will have a week until the final test. This didn’t surprise me. I figured that the government would do something like this. They seem to like getting you all charged up for something one moment only to tell you to calm down the next moment. Everyone else seemed mad by this. The surprising thing was what she did. I was in my lab tinkering on my next little experiment. Nothing big a toy for children, a car they can move without pushing it. I figured it would sell, and I could enjoy myself making it. She came in and took what I was doing from me, Her eyes meet mine and I think she kissed me. I passed out shortly after that.
8/14/55I couldn’t sleep last night, the thought of what she did was running though my mind. Her kiss was innocent, no poison on her lips. She just wanted to kiss me and I passed out. I fancy myself good with the ladies. This and the fact of who it was what was bothering me the most. She hated me with a passion, I had thought. Then this happens. Good thing we got a week off. Otherwise I would be a wreck for anything the government needed from me.
8/15/55I awoke today, sprawled out in my workshop, tools in hand to a someone knocking on my door. I quickly dressed. Just in case it was her again. It wasn’t thankfully, though it was a note from her. “Meet me at the Mistmedow Pub. Dress smart.” Half of me didn’t want to go, it was her after all. Though the part of me that wanted to know more about the kiss won out and I found myself re-dressed and walking to the pub. I had meant to go there long ago but it seems every time I went I would stop and find something that needed fixing. My lack of getting things done showed in my formal attire. My pants were much to short to the point where half my calf stuck out. Though I heard that was the fashion now. She was there, dressed like herself. Black leather covered her from head to toe. I found the second I looked at her the room became, hotter. As though someone turned on a rather large steam powered machine right near me. We spoke briefly at the pub, she dragged me out as soon as I got in. The woman dragged me for blocks before I got my arm back and demanded that she tell me what was going on. What she told me chilled me to my very bones, “The government plans to kill everyone in the contest your in. That way they don’t have to pay up.” She played a tape, people I knew were plotting the best way to kill me.
8/19/55The week has almost passed, and I have no clue what to do. She could be lying to win, though why would she? A win for me is a win for the company, her ideas would be heard by the government as well. I tried working but for some reason I couldn’t concentrate. If she was right. These people, how could they just kill everyone? Should I go tomorrow? Is it worth the risk? I went for a walk no real destination in mind walking in the rain clears my mind. I looked at the people, the needed this. They needed a cheap easy way to get from place to plac
3i6gzluf:0="From the diary of Dr Goldwing" ]9/9/55
Its been a rough journey to be the first man to build and use a personal flying contraption. Though I must say that this has been the best for me. No time to be lazy with all the others working just as hard as I did. Though today I did it. I finished the darn thing. It was wonderful, just in time in fact. Tomorrow I shall start the actual tournament. The government was running it, saying the winner would be a hero. Mine is light weight and fashionable as well. Winning should be easy.
8/10/55
Today was great the leaves blowing around me. All of us lined up ready to have our work inspected. The government didn’t want us to fall to our deaths. As I looked around I realized one thing. All my foes were covered in brown and black goggles were everywhere. Then I look at myself. Bright oranges and reds. I stuck out like a sore thumb. There contraptions also looked a lot different then mine, big clunky things that looked as horrible as they sounded. Luckily I made it to the next round, though they havent told me what that will be yet.
8/11/55
To say I was shocked would be an understatement. She was here. I must have missed her in yesterday. She or Lady Wonderwine is a coworker of mine.It’s annoying me to no end that she is wearing the same pin the boss gave me for luck. I was supposed to be the only one from our company. She always seems to love to find fault in my work. She also thinks the less you wear the smarter you are. Her contraption was interesting though, brightly colored it looked like a mere scarf until she turned it on. I had a lucky break though, I didn’t have to talk to her. Today though the government had us explain how everything worked, why we picked one metal over the other. Even why we colored it the way that we did. More were cut, there’s ten of us now. When they didn’t tell us I thought for sure it would be much more then this. They wanted to know who knew there creation the best.
[Note: the female photo is her]
8/12/55
Today I flew. I never wanted to go back to the ground. Less then half of use made it off the ground, it was me her and two other guys. Once in the air though things were a little odd. She flew right up near me, for some reason she was smiling. Wonderwine only smiled when she was toying with some new contraption or messing with me. It didn’t take her long to grab my bum. Im glad my goggles covered half my face otherwise she would have seen how hard I was blushing. Once back on the ground she said nothing about it.
8/13/55
They congratulated us for getting this far, and said that we will have a week until the final test. This didn’t surprise me. I figured that the government would do something like this. They seem to like getting you all charged up for something one moment only to tell you to calm down the next moment. Everyone else seemed mad by this. The surprising thing was what she did. I was in my lab tinkering on my next little experiment. Nothing big a toy for children, a car they can move without pushing it. I figured it would sell, and I could enjoy myself making it. She came in and took what I was doing from me, Her eyes meet mine and I think she kissed me. I passed out shortly after that.
8/14/55
I couldn’t sleep last night, the thought of what she did was running though my mind. Her kiss was innocent, no poison on her lips. She just wanted to kiss me and I passed out. I fancy myself good with the ladies. This and the fact of who it was what was bothering me the most. She hated me with a passion, I had thought. Then this happens. Good thing we got a week off. Otherwise I would be a wreck for anything the government needed from me.
8/15/55
I awoke today, sprawled out in my workshop, tools in hand to a someone knocking on my door. I quickly dressed. Just in case it was her again. It wasn’t thankfully, though it was a note from her. “Meet me at the Mistmedow Pub. Dress smart.” Half of me didn’t want to go, it was her after all. Though the part of me that wanted to know more about the kiss won out and I found myself re-dressed and walking to the pub. I had meant to go there long ago but it seems every time I went I would stop and find something that needed fixing. My lack of getting things done showed in my formal attire. My pants were much to short to the point where half my calf stuck out. Though I heard that was the fashion now. She was there, dressed like herself. Black leather covered her from head to toe. I found the second I looked at her the room became, hotter. As though someone turned on a rather large steam powered machine right near me. We spoke briefly at the pub, she dragged me out as soon as I got in. The woman dragged me for blocks before I got my arm back and demanded that she tell me what was going on. What she told me chilled me to my very bones, “The government plans to kill everyone in the contest your in. That way they don’t have to pay up.” She played a tape, people I knew were plotting the best way to kill me.
8/19/55
The week has almost passed, and I have no clue what to do. She could be lying to win, though why would she? A win for me is a win for the company, her ideas would be heard by the government as well. I tried working but for some reason I couldn’t concentrate. If she was right. These people, how could they just kill everyone? Should I go tomorrow? Is it worth the risk? I went for a walk no real destination in mind walking in the rain clears my mind. I looked at the people, the needed this. They needed a cheap easy way to get from place to place.
9/9/55 Its been a rough journey to be the first man to build and use a personal flying contraption. Though I must say that this has been the best for me. No time to be lazy with all the others working just as hard as I did. Though today I did it. I finished the darn thing. It was wonderful, just in time in fact. Tomorrow I shall start the actual tournament. The government was running it, saying the winner would be a hero. Mine is light weight and fashionable as well. Winning should be easy.
8/10/55Today was great the leaves blowing around me. All of us lined up ready to have our work inspected. The government didn’t want us to fall to our deaths. As I looked around I realized one thing. All my foes were covered in brown and black goggles were everywhere. Then I look at myself. Bright oranges and reds. I stuck out like a sore thumb. There contraptions also looked a lot different then mine, big clunky things that looked as horrible as they sounded. Luckily I made it to the next round, though they havent told me what that will be yet.
8/11/55To say I was shocked would be an understatement. She was here. I must have missed her in yesterday. She or Lady Wonderwine is a coworker of mine.It’s annoying me to no end that she is wearing the same pin the boss gave me for luck. I was supposed to be the only one from our company. She always seems to love to find fault in my work. She also thinks the less you wear the smarter you are. Her contraption was interesting though, brightly colored it looked like a mere scarf until she turned it on. I had a lucky break though, I didn’t have to talk to her. Today though the government had us explain how everything worked, why we picked one metal over the other. Even why we colored it the way that we did. More were cut, there’s ten of us now. When they didn’t tell us I thought for sure it would be much more then this. They wanted to know who knew there creation the best.
[Note: the female photo is her]
8/12/55Today I flew. I never wanted to go back to the ground. Less then half of use made it off the ground, it was me her and two other guys. Once in the air though things were a little odd. She flew right up near me, for some reason she was smiling. Wonderwine only smiled when she was toying with some new contraption or messing with me. It didn’t take her long to grab my bum. Im glad my goggles covered half my face otherwise she would have seen how hard I was blushing. Once back on the ground she said nothing about it.
8/13/55They congratulated us for getting this far, and said that we will have a week until the final test. This didn’t surprise me. I figured that the government would do something like this. They seem to like getting you all charged up for something one moment only to tell you to calm down the next moment. Everyone else seemed mad by this. The surprising thing was what she did. I was in my lab tinkering on my next little experiment. Nothing big a toy for children, a car they can move without pushing it. I figured it would sell, and I could enjoy myself making it. She came in and took what I was doing from me, Her eyes meet mine and I think she kissed me. I passed out shortly after that.
8/14/55I couldn’t sleep last night, the thought of what she did was running though my mind. Her kiss was innocent, no poison on her lips. She just wanted to kiss me and I passed out. I fancy myself good with the ladies. This and the fact of who it was what was bothering me the most. She hated me with a passion, I had thought. Then this happens. Good thing we got a week off. Otherwise I would be a wreck for anything the government needed from me.
8/15/55I awoke today, sprawled out in my workshop, tools in hand to a someone knocking on my door. I quickly dressed. Just in case it was her again. It wasn’t thankfully, though it was a note from her. “Meet me at the Mistmedow Pub. Dress smart.” Half of me didn’t want to go, it was her after all. Though the part of me that wanted to know more about the kiss won out and I found myself re-dressed and walking to the pub. I had meant to go there long ago but it seems every time I went I would stop and find something that needed fixing. My lack of getting things done showed in my formal attire. My pants were much to short to the point where half my calf stuck out. Though I heard that was the fashion now. She was there, dressed like herself. Black leather covered her from head to toe. I found the second I looked at her the room became, hotter. As though someone turned on a rather large steam powered machine right near me. We spoke briefly at the pub, she dragged me out as soon as I got in. The woman dragged me for blocks before I got my arm back and demanded that she tell me what was going on. What she told me chilled me to my very bones, “The government plans to kill everyone in the contest your in. That way they don’t have to pay up.” She played a tape, people I knew were plotting the best way to kill me.
8/19/55The week has almost passed, and I have no clue what to do. She could be lying to win, though why would she? A win for me is a win for the company, her ideas would be heard by the government as well. I tried working but for some reason I couldn’t concentrate. If she was right. These people, how could they just kill everyone? Should I go tomorrow? Is it worth the risk? I went for a walk no real destination in mind walking in the rain clears my mind. I looked at the people, the needed this. They needed a cheap easy way to get from place to place.
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