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Danny Phantom/Crash Nebula: Space Ghost 1Danny Phantom/Crash Nebula:Danny Phantom/Crash Nebula: Space Ghost 1 by ninitynine
One week ago. Somewhere in the vast universe.
I can't sleep. Why can't I sleep? I bet is this stupid bed, or maybe it's the fact that I've sleeping in a space ship with a gravity generator that works only half the time because my alien teammates insist in turn it off to save energy and not in a planet with actual gravity for months. Maybe after seven months of sleeping in zero gravity I do need to rest in a planet with real gravity similar to that of Earth, I am human after all. And I've been living out here in space for what? Four years? You'd believe I'd be used to that already.
Yeah, I'll definitely go and put it on the fact I'm sleeping with no real pull on my body and not to the fact I'm not sleeping in a real bed, I mean what's even there to suggest this is even a real bed made for humans? This is the space, for God's sake! I bet what Chuck gave me is some sort of crib for God knows what kind ali
Danny Phantom Unlimited 26Chapter 26Danny Phantom Unlimited 26 by ninitynine
Phantoms of the Heart: Space Ghosts, Part 1
08:14 AM, Fenton Works.
Warm sunlight streams into Danny's room, his clock radio playing Californication, the famous song from the band Red Hot Chilly Peppers, and bellow inside the kitchen the everyday ruckus began rumbling about two minutes earlier than usual. Clumsily, he taps his night table trying to turn off his radio with his head is still inside his pillow hidden from any beam of light, and just barely blocking out the noise from the kitchen.
When finally getting a grasp of his radio, he uses his ghost energy to melt it down, thus, turning it off. This is the third radio he destroys this week.
"Oh me, oh my. A lovely day is dawning. Oh what a joy I didn't wake up dead so I can go to school and then resume my yawning, and get my sleep in class instead of in my bed ," drawls peering his face out of his pillow.
As you might guess, he was not in a good mood this morning, but who is happy in th
Danny Phantom Unilimited 27Chapter 27Danny Phantom Unilimited 27 by ninitynine
Phantoms of the Heart: Space Ghosts, Part 2
07:06 PM, outside of Earth.
To leave the Earth, an escape speed of 11.2 km/s is required; in order to achieve this, scientists dedicated years, decades of hard work and research to create large ships capable of flying at such speed during the so-called space race. A mean joke from destiny it might seem to some of them to see two teenagers not only race into space with utmost ease, but to see it is a child's play to them.
Thanks to their powers and suits, they can hurl themselves and fly unconcerned by things that nearly shattered their brains when trying to solve them such as aerodynamic heating or gravitational drag, and in only 2 minutes with 36 seconds they arrive their destination: the Phantom Prime Satellite.
"Ha! I won," Danny laughs.
"I don't understand, why are we here? I thought we were going to the moon." Valerie inquires as they land in the entry platform for spaceships.
"We are. But I t
BFTB- Technus' DeathNicolai Technus was working in his lab alone. His friends and co workers had all gone home to their families and wives for the night. Nicolai didn't care. He prefered the silence when he was working. And right now he needed focus.BFTB- Technus' Death by transformer-wannabe
His current project, a self perpetuating generator, was consuming all of his time lately. Not that it mattered though. Nicolai had no one to go home to at night that would be angry if he stayed out late. His mother frequently called him, telling him he needed a break from all of this technology and to go out and have some fun. But this was fun for Nicolai.
Technology was his art. It could do things that humans would never be able to do. Technology could make things hot or cold in seconds, it could lift heavy objects without injury or strain. It was beautiful and wonderous. Coming from a poor family with no access to anything high tech, Nicolai was facinated by all things mechanical. He had even taken his first car apart to see how it worked.
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