The push-pull effect.

[Artificial Idiot]

I'd just like everybody to know that this is purely experimental. Don't expect much more then say, one of two parts from it. :)

Anyway, this is kind of a preview, or prolouge, not really sure. But it gives me time to think while you lot are getting interested :p

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Now, everybody knows what gravity is, correct? Even a primary school child has a jist of it. You drop something, it falls to the floor. What causes it to do so? Gravity of course. It is just a fact of life. Something drummed into people more or less since they could understand the meaning of it.


However, up here, gravity has a much more dominant role.

Pluto jogs past, in no great hurry at all, in it's lob-sided orbit. Uncaring, the frozen planet barely noticing us humble on-lookers, before edging past with it's moon, Charon, in tow. Much like a wife drags a subdued husband around a supermarket.
As we travel, like a comet on LSD, futher into the solar system, rushing past Nepture, Uranus (hold the jokes, please), the ringed Saturn, Jupiter, straight though the asteroid belt, Mars, Earth, Venus, Mercury and finally, like a several billion watt lightbulb, The Sun. Sitting smugly at the centre of proceedings.

From here, Gravity takes on a much more important role (Well, some would argue it was important everywhere. But I'm sure the planets and moons would argue otherwise). One which, no doubt you all know. However, gravity is about to get a shock all of it's own.
For, back on Earth, in a rather large hospital situated in Dundee, Scotland, a mircle is about to be spawned. And gravity, is going to find it's self right at the centre of it.

[Nyerguds]

Ooh, suspense! :D

[VO]

I guess the fiction element is going to far outway the actual science here, then. :p

[Artificial Idiot]

Damn right it is! I'm too ignorant for science, so I'll screw it up anyway! :D

[Thumper]

Wow, that's some damned fine writing :-o

[sterio]

Wow... I really hope you continue this for a while!

[SirSnake]

its got a nice meandering feeling to it


i like that sort of build-up to a story, light and easy to read too

[Apache_Longbow]

It get's teh AL seal of approval so far :D

[Blue Aurora]

It sounds like a good article on gravity. :D

[Wesforce]

More!!!!

[Artificial Idiot]

Dull light glowed in Dundee community hospital, but, unlike a lot in this world, it didn't stay dull for long. Soon the waiting area exploded in a flash of light. Like an infection, the light spread though the hospital like the flu. Into the wards, operating theatres, staff rooms, everywhere. Soon the whole hospital was basking in artificial light. Well, except for one small spot in the waiting room. The dodgy light responsible soon found it's self under close inspection from the end of a broom handle. Well, that is if you count man-handling as a form of inspection. Unfortunately, Lighting generally doesn't have a "Luminous objects act" to protect it.

"Come on you bastard!" Muttered Greeves, the Janitor. Although, that was Mr. Greeves to you! He was a very strange man, crooked nose, pig-like eyes, half balding scalp. He was your typical old creep, walking around in dungaree style overalls with a string vest underneath. He generally had a snappy attitude, however today he was worse. There had been a minor power cut during the night, and Greeves had spent all night swearing at the mains switches. Not like it had done any good, but he'd earned a packet in overtime! The back up generators should have kicked in, and did for everything else. However, the lighting system in the hospital was unreliable at best, and it had taken Greeves a few hours to sort it.
After a few more vigorous pokes, he gave up. Resting on his broom stick. His eyes wandered around the waiting room, it was filling up already. An old man was lay on the bench, reeking of cheap whiskey. He apparently had a broken leg, but Greeves would have kicked him out off the bat. He obviously only had a few years to live anyway, why waste beds on him? There was also some long haired prat in a T-shirt with some obscure band name on it, who had been here to see his friend. He'd have kicked him out too, visitors should be banned. Full stop. They just made too much of a mess.
Then, his eyes wondered upon a young woman in a tight-fitting, black top and short mini-skirt. Very short. So short, it made Greeve's almost want to drool. She had a daughter too, but that didn't matter. They could easily dump her somewhere. Greeves raised his eyebrows suggestively at her, puckering his lips slightly just to make sure. She gave him a look that could have been the facial equivalent of a slap.

"Hard to get, eh? I'll catch you on surveillance then." Greeve's chuckled under his breath, and then limped off to where ever janitor's went when they weren't skulking around corridors.

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However, if Greeves thought he was in a bad mood, Mrs Mcdonahan was having the worst day of her life. She was staring up at the pale green ceiling of the ward, the sudden flash of light putting red-purple spots in front of her eyes. She was thoroughly exhausted. After being pregnant for God knows how many months, the tiny bugger decided he was going to "start his journey into the world" during her bingo night! The very nerve of it was unspeakable, and it was terribly embarrassing. Her friend Sandra had rushed her over to Hospital, and it was all going well, or at least as well as a birth can go, until that bloody power cut! I mean, honestly, how are you meant to deliver a baby in almost pitch-black darkness? Not to mention that grizzled man who had took it upon himself to spend half the night swearing. And just to rub salt into the wounds, her lout of a husband had turned up a good ten-fifteen minutes after the birth. His "excuse" was that the footie had gone into extra time and he had a bet on with a mate, but she could smell the perfume. It had all been great until she had become pregnant. But then, as the weight piled on, he'd just become less and less interested. She was surprised he'd turned up at all.
So, here she was, exhausted, listening to her husband making up all sorts of excuses and telling him how much he "loves her" and now some nurse was lingering around her like a bad smell, probably the bearer of more bad news.

"Excuse me, Mrs Mcdonahan." The nurse began, she was young. A young Asian woman, probably one of those illegal immigrants anyway! What was it coming too? These dirty, rotten, Arabs or Pakis or whatever coming and stealing all the jobs and homes. Enough to make her sick. "We are taking your baby into be weighed now... Is there, anything I can do for you?"

Mrs Mcdonahan just grunted inaudibly. She wasn't really the motherly type, and had wandered how they were going to get along with another mouth to feed. They had three kids already, and they mostly got dumped on her parents.The nurse had sulked away somewhere, and filled with a new found rage, she finally decided to give her husband an ear bending. The arm, leg, back, neck and groin bending would have to wait.

"Shurrup Henry yer farkin' prat. Or ah'll be outta this bed afore yer can muster an' 'aggis!"

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Meanwhile, like many before him, a small humanoid lay in a peaceful slumber. And, after being evicted from his only home, into a world of noise, light, pain, giants and very disturbing facial expressions, wet, cold, naked, receiving the first slap of his life and having a vital part of his anatomy chopped off (although, he was too young to be glad they didn't miss), I think you could say he deserves the rest. However, as a somewhat disgruntled nurse comes to collect the small 'bundle of joy', the young being is blissfully ignorant of the commotion he is about to cause. Something that will set the general tone of his life.

[Wesforce]

More suspense!:color1:

Brilliant writing, and very human characters*

*Note: That mainly means people are fragged-up and disgusting.

[Apache_Longbow]

Damn this is great stuff :color1:

[sterio]

AI... Did I ever tell you how good a writer I think you are? Just in case I haven't, I'll do so now. You're a great writer AI! I'm really looking forward to the next part!