Hints 2

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Check it out! On Jack Heath's MySpace Blog, he said : Those of you who've read Third Transmission will know why I found this hilarious: because it is.

Har, har, Jack Heath. I for one am not all that amused...

Anyway, that's a new hint. Altogether, we've come up with these hints:

1. The whole thing's a paradox.

2. Ace can bring Six back to life, according to her profile on Jack Heath's page. She saves him.

3. Kyntak gets a searing pain in his heart when Six dies and comes to save him.

4. Maybe Harry's now alive. He fulfils his duty and helps Six.

5. Parallel-World-Six comes and helps his other self.

6. It could just start in a new universe where Six didn't die and Ace and Six are together, like suggested at the end of the book. "Maybe there's a universe where Nai's not a murderer and Ace and I are together."

7. Maybe it was in Present Tense and it's all a dream, that last bit, I mean, because the last ones in Present Tense were all a dream too. (That, however would be very cheesy, Jack Heath.)

If I missed one, please tell me.
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The Alternate Ending

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Emma suggested an alternate ending would be good for the end of Third Transmission. Thank you for the idea, Emma. Now, I've made an extra little part that goes on the end of Third Transmission. It's Fanfiction, of course. I hope this will suffice for those of you waiting for the next Six of Hearts Fanfiction.

This is based on the idea that Scout came up with a while ago.

Alternate Ending
The world swam quickly into dim focus. Six blinked it back. There wasn’t a single bone in his body that didn’t feel broken or sprained. With this pain, he thought belatedly, I’d rather stay asleep forever.
He wasn’t granted his wish, because at that moment, Six felt a jolt of energy shoot through his body. The sudden shock forced his eyes open.
Everything looked like it was from a nightmare. There were medical objects around where he lay. One of the instruments was pointed towards his face. Six couldn’t tell what it was for sure because he was still very dizzy with shock. He traced the blurred object with his eyes and came across a thin hand.
A strand of his depleted memory came back to him. Retuni Lerke, he thought. It must be him. And if Lerke was here, then...
Memory came back to him like lightning. He remembered Nai. He remembered the gun. He remembered dying.
Wait a minute. Dying? It was all clear in Six’s mind’s eye. The quick reflexes and steady gun hold of his murderous younger sister were as plain as day in his memory bank. How could he have survived? In fact, why were his eyes open?
Six’s vision was appearing like well-downloaded photos on the internet. The first object to become clear was the medical instrument in Lerke’s hand, then the hand itself. Seconds later the background had become visible.
Green eyes. Bright Green eyes. Lerke doesn’t have green eyes. Neither does he have long blonde hair, Six thought when he saw the real person holding the syringe.
Suddenly the whole day of his apparent ‘death’ flooded back to him. Chemal Allich. Time Machines. Tiresias. Straje Sammers. The Deck Exploding. King. Queen. Kyntak. Ace.
Ace, Six thought as he recognised the person standing before him.
Her mouth opened in noticeable shock. With trembling fingers, she dropped the medical instrument onto a table and wound up the reclining medical bed so Six was able to sit up. He squinted at the world around him.
He was on a medical bed inside King’s house. He remembered it from his childhood. But he hadn’t remembered a medical bed right in the middle of the lounge room.
Ace recovered quickly from her apparent surprise. “Good Morning. Can I safely assume you had a good rest?”
Six found his tongue.“Yeah, sure. What happened? How am I alive?”
Ace grasped her hands together to stop them shaking. “We found you in the Square just nearby.” She bit her lip before continuing. “You were wet and dishevelled, and you had a bullet wound to the chest and had been shot through the head. We didn’t find any evidence .”
“It was Nai, my younger sister,” Six commented quietly.
“Anyway,” Ace continued, “You’re alive because the remaining Deck Agents carried you to King’s house, where I was on call. We sent out distress signals and brought some other Diamonds here. It wasn’t that hard to do, actually. After removing the bullets, we.... we...”
“You grew my heart and brain back?”
She swallowed. “No. We implanted another identical heart and brain in you. We also transplanted your undamaged memories. Then we gave you a jolt of electricity.”
“What? There aren’t any other identical....” Six’s voice faded away. Ace could see he was calculating something in his brain. She didn’t really want to know what, though.
While she waited for Six to answer, Ace bit her lip again. The truth was so hard. It wasn’t fair. The sacrifice was great.
“Where’s Kyntak?” Six asked finally. His face had turned as white as a ghost.
Ace bit her lip so hard that bright red blood spilled out the side of her mouth. She pointed at Six’s chest and brain in turn. “Here.”
Six suddenly felt dizzy all over again. The world went black.
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Happy (Maybe a bit late) Halloween!

And to celebrate, I've made you all this wallpaper. :D

Sorry, I've been busy.

But I do have some new things, even if I don't have fan fic.

Profile:Agent Ace of Diamonds
Name: It is unknown what Ace’s real name is. However, in the Deck she simply goes by Ace. It is suggested that her last name is Dante, because that was her father’s last name.
Age: 19
Qualifications: Qualified Club to Diamond rank. Best at driving in her squad. Fourth best at firearms. Very good at undercover work.
Appearance: Bright green eyes. Long blonde hair. Tall.
Personality: Clever, brave, determined, sometimes sarcastic and somewhat funny.
Notable Feats: Surviving a major bomb explosion within the Deck inside a safe with a Hearts agent. One of the agents on the Chemal Allich Time Machine case. Escaped from a heavily guarded facility via driving in a limousine. Knocked out a elite time soldier with a crowbar.

I also have some favourite quirky conversations in Third Transmission to share.

Ace and Six are driving to an undercover mission at Chemal Allich’s party.
Ace: So I spoke to King, and he filled me in on the mission.
Six: Good.
Ace: He said it was strictly recon.
Six: *nods head*
Ace: But he also reminded me that your “strictly recon” missions often wind up with me treating you for broken bones and bullet wounds.
Six: This isn’t going to be like that.
Ace: No?
Six: No. For one thing, the guests will be unsuspicious, elderly and unarmed.
Ace: That’s great, but I was more concerned about the security guards. Won’t they be suspicious, muscly and armed to the teeth?
Six: Yes.
Ace: You don’t seem worried.
Six: They won’t be looking for us. There will be plenty of high-profile ChaoSonic officials at the event. The security guards will be looking for assassins with piano wire or rebels with explosive vests, not gatecrashers with hidden Geiger counters.
Ace: In that case, why aren’t you worried about assassins with piano wire or rebels with explosive vests?
Six: Because of the security guards.
Ace: *grins* You’re not fazed at all, are you? You’re really brave, or really dumb.
Six: *shrugs* I’ve done tougher jobs than this.
Ace: That’s not good logic. You’re more likely to die in a car crash than a shark attack, but people still get eaten by sharks. Just because this mission is safer than some doesn’t mean it’s safe.
Six: I’ve been in car crashes and attacked by sharks, and I’m still standing.
Ace: I get that you’ve done scarier things than this. But how does that make this not scary? That’s like saying it doesn’t hurt to stub your toe, because you once broke your leg.
Six: People have been hunting me my whole life. You can get used to just about anything.
Ace: So you’re saying you don’t feel fear anymore? You’ve built up a tolerance?
Six: I still get an adrenaline rush when someone is shooting at me, or when I’m jumping out of a plane or something. There are still people and things that scare me. I just find it hard to maintain that shivers-up-the-spine type of terror all day every day.
Ace: *smiles* If we’re alive tomorrow, I’m going to do a psych evaluation on you, write an article about it, sell it to a medical journal and make a fortune.
Six: What’s my cut?
Ace: Hey, I’m the one with the psychology training. I’ll give you 5 per cent.
Six: I’m the one who can’t feel fear. I’ll give you five percent.

WARNING: THE NEXT PART MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR REMOTE CONTROL.

Ace: Can I ask you something?
Six: Sure.
Ace: The not-dying-of-old-age thing. How does it feel?
Six: It’s better than the alternative, I guess.
Ace: Is it?
Six: *raises eyebrow* You think I have a death wish?
Ace: No, nothing like that. I just meant... *pauses* Most people believe they’ll get old, and then die of an age related illness in a hospital somewhere. Some of them are wrong, and they fall off their motorbikes or they drink some polluted water or get stabbed by muggers. But it’s what they believe. But because of your job, you probably figured there was a 90 per cent chance you’d die on a mission, and a 10 per cent chance you’d die of old age. Am I about right?
Six: Actually, 92.3 per cent and 6.8 per cent. With a .9 percent chance of something else, like a freak accident or a serious infectious disease.
Ace: *gulps back a laugh* You actually calculated the exact percentages?
Six: *shifts uncomfortably* I was on a stake out. I wanted to keep my mind active.
Ace: *shakes head* Okay. Anyway, now that you know about the telomeres in your DNA, there is zero chance of you dying of old age, right?
Six: Right.
Ace: But it’s also infinitely improbably that you’ll live forever. You’re not immortal, you just don’t get old. So now, you can be pretty certain that you’ll die on a mission - it’s just a matter of guessing which one. *pauses* Unless there’s a freak accident or a serious infectious disease.
Six: You’re very blunt.
Ace: I’m blunt? *imitates Six’s voice*“I need you to be my date for a party because you’re pretty”.
Six: *shrugs*
Ace: I don’t bother lying to people who already like me. It’s a personality flaw, but I think I pull it off. So anyway, you know that you’re going to get shot to death or blown up someday. How does that feel?
Six: How you die isn’t as important as how you live.
Ace: No offence, but that’s incredibly cheesy.
Six: It’s still true.
Ace: Do you find yourself contemplating your mortality before every mission, wondering if it’s going to be your last?
Six: No, but I will now. Thanks a lot.
Ace: So you don’t sort out your affairs or anything?
Six: *shrugs* My affairs are sorted out. In the event of my death, all my money goes to the Deck, and all my possessions are divided evenly between Kyntak and King.
Ace: Aren’t there things you’ve never done? Things you’d like to do before you die?
Six: (Thinks- Of course there are.) I just don’t think about the things I can never have. I just don’t see the point.

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This conversation is another quirky one between Kyntak and Six.

Six and Kyntak are in Kyntak’s office, just before Six is about to go on an undercover mission.
Kyntak: You on your way somewhere? * gestures at Six’s tuxedo* Who are you pretending to be?
Six: Ciull Yu.
Kyntak : Who’s that?
Six: *shrugs* Some guy.
Kyntak: Yu looks a bit like you.
Six: Actually, I don’t look much like Yu at all.
Kyntak: We’re identical twins. You do look like me.
Six: I look like me, but older. Doesn’t matter what Yu looks like.

New Videos

Unfortunately I haven't been able to write any more fanfic, mainly because I haven't been in the groove. I'll try again, I promise you.

But in themeantime, I've found this excellent interview of Jack Heath on YouTube. There are two parts. In the second part, there's a comment that they make about Six that makes me want to flip. Anyway, here they are:





And if for some reason it isn't working, use these links:

Part 1
Part 2

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I am back!

It doesn't actually feel like I've gone anywhere, though.

I'm trying to write more Agent Six Fanfiction. It'll be coming soon. I promise.