The Pale Flier

The Pale Flier

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2045, a cataclysmic event decimated the planet, making it mostly bare desert, government collapsed. Air quality dropped to a level where advanced turbofan and turboprop engines couldn't run, gas turbine powered tanks weren't any better. Anything beyond World War II technology became too advanced to produce for the remaining city states and counties that dotted the land. with the decision of the Shensa-Do federation to allow air forces in 1966, WWII fighters and attack aircraft were in ready supply, the big city states bought the blueprints and built the planes selling to any buyer, from early Ki-27's to the most advanced mustangs, spitfires and late model ME-109G's and K's. Because of the barren terrain, the airship became the primary mode of transport, although easy targets for raiders, escort ships were built as flying aircraft carriers. One of these was the 155th Canadian Mercenary Force, Formed in 2049, comprising of mostly MK22 Spitfires. It was led by one of the deadliest pilots to ever fly an airplane, the son of Shensa-Do legend Spencer "JPEG" Duesburry. He was known as: The Pale Flier
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Completed! #1 in government conspiracy as of 10/19/18 #6 in outbreak as of 10/10/18 #7 in corruption as of 8/12/18 #62 in apocalypse as of 8/7/18 #11 in government as of 8/9/18 The year is 2213. Everyone was evacuated from the home planet over 150 years ago. Our planet was dying, it was only a matter of time before our race was wiped out. We now live on a synthetic planet designed and built by our ancestors who came together from all parts of the globe to devise a plan to save us. We have lived peacefully for over a century.. Until now. Our lives were threatened when a mysterious and deadly virus broke out, killing entire communities at a time. The council says that they have a plan; they said that in order to prevent the death of more innocent people they will test every man, woman, and child for signs of the virus. Any person found to have been infected will be quarantined, the ones who die will be given a proper burial while the ones who survive are deemed carriers and are to be sent to the home planet to prevent further outbreak. I was prepared for the people I know and some I love being taken away for the greater good, but I never would have expected that among the list of people being taken from my community, that I would be one of them.. I survived the quarantine. Now for the survival of my planet I, and the other Carriers must be sent to the home planet. I'm going back to Earth. (This is not based on The 100 but there are similarities.) (Some violent themes, but other than that is entirely clean.) Please comment if you have any questions or concerns. This is a first draft so it is definitely not perfect yet.. Thank you! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Where'd you learn to do that?" I asked about the intricate knots that he had tied so swiftly. He paused. "Jail." I glared at him in shock at what had just come out of his mouth. "Seriously?" His straight face broke into a grin. "No. Boy Scouts."

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