Now we all know that the Orbitos 1917 was one of the starcraft that vanished when the
star Kronos blew up in 3267Ad.
In the Llyods of New London the 330 foot long cylindrical craft is classed as a
agriforming weather platform with its own propulsion systems,pocket universe generators
and weather and husbandry enhancing systems.
The ship had been hurled far across space and backwards in time,and the left over
residues of radiation from Kronos had also scooped up Sheena the Centauress and a
few other folk from 3267BC,and dumped the whole lot of future communist farmer
spacefarers,
a delegation from the desert planets the Soviet Federation of United Planets had
been negotiating to place a pocket universe on,as well as a Intergalactic Dragon
Police Force Law Enforcement officer named Constable Alessa Fafnir( and off course
Moriarty ) all somewhere above Hootsville one fateful night a decade earlier.
Tom Branner had been nine at the time,and the immediate concern he'd had at the time
was that his Sesame Street program had vanished from the airwaves,as well
as a lot of other TV and radio signals.
The local farmers had woken up the next morning after a dark and stormy night,
to finf there was now a giant sized lunar lander with a 300 foot cylinder on top
crouched at the old abandoned Ziffle farm.
Arnold Ziffles piggy squeals could be heard coming from his ma and pas
abandoned house,and one of the farmers,more brave then the rest,had dashed in to rescue
the porker,and returned with tales of Greek myths,robots and russian speaking spacemen and women
staggering about the alien UFO in a daze.
Sheriff Clampett and Mayor Hogg had led the human delegation to the
aliens and both sides had dickered and got to know each another.
Tom Branner had never gone to meet the aliens after that,though
he kept track of the gossip in the community.
Now as you can imagine,Kommander Ivan Smyrnof had tried to undue the damage
he was sure his ship and its various none 21rst century folk was doing.
Alas the Orbitos 1917 had arrived a crippled craft,and had dumped everyone into
a pocket universe,visitors and natives alike,with not enough power to plunk everyone
back where they belonged.
So he'd taken some of the more junked 33rd century technology and traded it for
various favours and stuff of more use to the visitors.
One of those junked items had been a Comm-Tablet User Artificial Intelligence
with Lenin AVIAS v 3.3 software.
What fifteen year old Tom Branner had taken to be just a laptop
when his dad handed it to him for his 15th birthday.
It was whilst Tom had been using MS Paint that his wierd
laptop had suddenly gone "BEEEEP" and a message had appeared on screen
< Deleting unauthorized alien software>
< Software Deleted >
< Connecting with Master Computer Weather Platform Orbitos 1917 >
and soon a 33rd century holohead that looked like Lenin was smasking its
lips and informing its Species: Homo Sapiens user that he was now using a
Soviet Federation of United Planets software program...