Second Wave: Escalation for Me in
the Marvel Universe
Like a Cannonball. A fiendish plot to fire
me at the Countess.
And, in postlude, we take on Domesday. (30
Running on the Dark Side. Planet Apocalypse
is being invaded, its ruler Urr is missing, and it wants
my company's services. We have to make it through a countryside
swarming with strange mindless creatures, and the suits of armor
they give us want to eat each other. (7 January 1996)
The Skies Belong to DuoPolarity.
Meet DuoPolarity of Boston, N.A.
I was at a swimming pool with one of their employees on the day
they launched their space ship. She tried to sneak on board, but
got caught and thrown off. Not quite like the comic books, where
everyone and their kid brother makes it onto rocket ships and
gets superpowers. So I gave her a business card, and hey, now
I work for them. (21 October 1995. My subconscious was doing remakes
of the Fantastic Four before it was even cool.)
DuoPolarity to the Rescue.
When you have a really cool space ship, who needs superpowers?
- Not long after I gave my business card to DuoPolarity
of Boston, N.A., they called up my employer and hired me. I didn't even
have to go to their nasty downtown Boston location or anything;
the company president and vice-president came out to the suburbs
to talk with me. They also got to see our company office, so they
know we're not a fictitious company or anything. Hey, more companies
should do interviews like that.
- I was hired to do two things: (1) Help the Chief Pilot of
DuoPolarity develop piloting algorithms to help other people pilot
the famous Challenger II spacecraft. Cool. (2) Be on call for
emergencies. Ick. But they promised it would only be for life-saving
stuff. Not like the phone companies who declare emergencies whenever
the schedule might slip one day. And in return, they paid for
my lodgings on Cape Cod near their launch site. I decided I could
live with that.
- So, one night there was actually an emergency. I showed up
on the launch pad with my motorcycle twenty minutes later. (I
had thirty. I win.) Our job was to bring replacement oxygen supplies
for the Russian astronauts on the UNITY space station, who'd had
an equipment malfunction. The company founders Ted Clark and Hudson
Ramo couldn't make it for this mission, since they were off in
the Netherlands visiting DuoPolarity van Rotterdam E.C.
- So, my piloting software and I would be flying this mission.
I'd be along because people trust us programmers more
when we stand to go down with the ship. Ingrid
Bodil would command, with her sister Karen doing the extra-vehicular
- We made it! Okay, Ingrid says I have to debug the satellite
avoidance software, but we got up and connected okay.
- Karen took over then. The supplies got delivered - but then
Karen disappeared in a burst of light! The Russians had no clue
what happened, and neither did we. I wanted to stay to investigate,
but Ingrid commanded us back home. That's her right, she was the
commander. But it isn't over yet. (12 December 1995)
- It starts with Karen Bodil, the astronaut of DuoPolarity Boston
who disappeared in space when we flew our rescue mission for the
Russians in the space station. We couldn't track her down then,
but now we've got our whole company's resources working this.
They think Karen disappeared through a teleportal, but they can't
tell where, maybe into another universe.
- Commonly not known fact about me: I can summon people from
other universes. I unconsciously do it with relatives and superhumans
all the time. Obviously it's time I controlled this.
- I talk the others into believing me, since they have no immediate
better idea for invading an alternate universe. For safety, they
slap a spacesuit, a tether, and a tracking device on me. Then I try to summon
- She doesn't come to me, but I go to her. She's in a wrestling
ring, taking on four street urchins in teams of two. She gets almost
pinned by the last one - before I come in with my spacesuit and disrupt the match.
Later I find out she took on two other sets of four before this, and won.
- And my spacesuit gets exploded off me! However they did
this, it would explain how they got Karen's suit off her in hostile conditions.
- Some robots are watching - and I recognize them as the mechanical
Volga Boatmen who invaded Grafton, Massachusetts once. Their leader
announces that the real game will start tomorrow. Karen and I
get shown to a cell, with one bucket of water and some bread.
Most of the water goes towards washing her; she's sweaty and exhausted.
She has to admit, any sort of washing is healthy.
- The next day, there's another game against the
Strategos, the would-be
conqueror who commands the Volga Boatmen. This time the game
involves a football, two suits of powered armor, a limited power
supply, Ivana Trump, and a piggish U.S. senator. Ivana and the
Senator are one team, Karen and I are the other. Karen insists
she should wear the armor, and she threatens to wrestle me to
prove it. As tempting as that is, she mostly convinces me because
I think I should work the controls for the power supply.
- The game doesn't look good for our side. Early, it becomes
clear that Ivana Trump's team has more power than we have. Maybe
they bribed someone for it. So it's mostly delaying tactics for
our side. Karen mostly throws herself down in front of Ivana to
block her rushes. I give only enough power to get the throwing
done. Still, Ivana knows nothing about football, so it's about even.
- Luckily: Remember that tracking device I'm wearing? DuoPolarity
Boston finally tracks it! It's what Hudson our Chief Pilot would
call a "hot landing", but we make it.
- How'd they track it across universes? Well, it seems we weren't
in another universe; we were "just" on the far side of the Moon!
Our rescue mission was not only the first manned spacecraft there since 1971 or so,
it found a human colony there!
- So what do we do about it? Well, we can't go back and wipe them out,
as much as Hudson and Karen and I would like to. So Ted says, he'll tell the Gov.
Things that threaten US security are their watch, after all... and it's hard to imagine
anything that threatens it more than an invader with his own lunar base and
an army of automatons which has already intruded
on United States territory once.
(15 December 1995)
DuoPolarity of Boston, the Strategos, and
Tekno-Otelo are copyright © 2008 by Eiler Technical Enterprises.
And all the real people in this document, including
me, are really celebrity impersonators. I'm really a guy named
Wyatt Ferguson. So there.