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So if youíre a pair of outlaw senior citizens in the 22nd Century, and after years of loneliness you fall in love all over again, what do you do? You could go on an interplanetary honeymoon to Mars, get yourselves rejuvenated on the side, and try not to get arrested -- or killed.
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They say history repeats itself. Though 200 years separate them, similar events can unfold in similar ways. And thatís what happens to the Cerereans as they once again must face a military challenge from Terraís United World government.
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Full-height panel, Guy Caillard ‚Äď a small, wiry man with a pencil moustache -- is walking towards us down an office corridor. He is dressed in 22nd-Century style office clothing, and the corridor (along with all the interiors of this segment) have a simple/functional but also vaguely futuristic style. Clipped to his breast pocket is a 2‚ÄĚx3‚ÄĚ ID badge. When you can see it up close, it has his mug-shot as the largest object, his printed name, a small bar-code and two magnetic strips.
Guy is holding a cup of coffee, and he has a desultory expression on his face.
Caption: Guy Caillard, from the French region of Terra, pronounced his first name ‚ÄėGhee‚Äô.
Caption 2: That the mostly Anglophones here at United World Revenue Service insisted on pronouncing it to rhyme with ‚Äėeye‚Äô was one of many irritations he endured at his job.
Dream-picture of a more heroic image of Guy, dressed something like a Wild-West Sheriff with a big star on his vest, standing over the corpses of the ‚Äúrobber barons,‚ÄĚ gazing across a bomb-blasted corporate boardroom in a domineering pose.
Caption: All his life he had nurtured an heroic vision of himself, one recognized for his talent and courage.
Caption 2: When he went to work for the UWRS, he thought he would force the robber barons to pay their fare share in helping Terra‚Äôs less fortunate.
Medium elevated angle shot of Guy‚Äôs cubicle, with the real Guy sitting at his desk. The cubicle is about 7x7 and is crammed full of paper files, folders, and envelopes both large and small ‚Äď stacked up in piles around the place. There are drawers and cabinets but they are also stuffed There‚Äôs barely room for a walkpath to Guy‚Äôs chair. It looks absolutely dreary. Guy is taking a sip of his coffee while seated with ramrod straight posture facing the terminal display on his desk. The display looks something like a futuristic flatscreen monitor and keyboard, without cords. The desktop is also cluttered with stacks of papers and envelopes.
Caption: It hadn‚Äôt quite worked out that way. The Robber Barons had been taxed into oblivion, except for a clever few who made all the right friends and were therefore untouchable.
Caption 2: So Guy spent his days squeezing the dwindling middle class to fund UW‚Äôs many worthy projects. He felt sorry for them, but somebody has to pay for social justice.