Eventually they understood our language, which is like theirs but
slower. They explained they had fallen through the wrong wormhole in
their Echo Cluster and ended up here in Sol system in our time. Their
navigation seems a little ad-hoc.
They were keen to talk to us about history. Apparently their whole clan
ethos is based on the legend of Isambard Kingdom Brunel and his
engineering exploits. They especially liked his way of taking
shareholders money without going into fussy details about what he was
The founder of IMT - the dynamic I.K.
Anyway before they can get home they must pick up some essential
supplies amongst the Yale stars. But we must all be careful as
apparently this part of space is claimed by the Lizards. Scary!
They have let me sign on as an extra crewman to pay my food and air.
Well I did not actually sign anything but the Captain, Ahab, wrote
something on his Compad so that's probably OK.
A Sheffield Class Mining
Platform in action over a planet
My ship stopped en route several times, at first I thought the crew was
replacing engines which seemed to have fallen off and holes which had
rusted through in the hull. However Captain Ahab explained that this was
all perfectly normal upgrades and that IMT operates a rolling
obsolescence "Just In Time" replacement protocol, this greatly reassured
Eventually, after a singularly unpleasant grating noise had drowned out
all shipboard conversation for a day, I was dropped off at a mining
facility orbiting planet Yed Prior to await pickup for the next leg of
I decided to make myself useful and set to cleaning up some of the
inevitable mess and corrosion which occurs on a mining platform
operating in a robust environment. I was, therefore, surprised to
be dragged in front of the Chief Engineer accused of attempting to
breach hull integrity. He explained how the hull is in fact an advanced
IMT composite of multicrystalline iron - duranium oxides, artificially
strengthened with a layer of paint.
I was assigned to helping out on declagging the laser mining drill
after the previous operator had suffered optical disfigurement (probably
from staring at the beautiful green local sun too long).
After a month or so of this duty, a party was held in my honour -
entertainment is hard to come by on these roughouse stations. They made
up a reason ("record length of service in the job") and some of the
famous IMT Grey Pies were consumed.
It's a shame that due to the lack of supply ships these had been all
we'd had to eat for the previous month, but this time the lads had
arranged a little surprise for me. How they laughed at my discovery of
what appeared to be a Stormer eyebrow in my pie!
When I remarked upon the find, they explained that the chef had an
unusual sense of humour and such things were always turning up. I
finished the gristly monstrosity with gusto and with a hearty cheer we
returned to work. We achieved a record output during the next shift
which we spent on Blood Wine and all got a gold star sprayed onto our
Unknown to us the diet was about to change. Next day we were attacked!
platform attacked by Arborian ship with a London striking back - Huzzah!
It was an attack by the Militant Vegetarian Front, a bunch of losers
and activists who often cause IMT trouble. They were broadcasting
messages about "despoiling" the planet with our laser mining drill.
Luckily a passing London Class caught our distress signal and arrived
in the nick of time. The attacker was fried by the TurboLaser arrays.
Strangely the boarding & salvage team could find no trace of a crew.
However there were some delicious roast vegetables on board.
Eventually the stress and strain from the laser drilling operation took
its toll. The hyper dimensional stress factor built up too high and the
planet acheived total conversion to an useful asteroid belt full of
easily harvestable minerals.
The Final Curtain - and our monthly
bonus is safe!
Disclaimer: this is part of the
IMT race website, gallery section. This page is a showcase for late
alpha work being considered for inclusion in the race design. While it
does reflect the spirit of the race, including their boasting nature, it
does not reflect final design stats. The value of race prestige can go
down as well as up. Planetary and selenite surfaces are subject to
unpredicatable events including but not limited to: solar flares, mutant
stargoats, acts of deity, time travelling Victorian gents, flood and
capitalist rogues with large machines hell bent on taking off the
topsoil to get at the minerals.
The images were made by raytracing using POVRAY
and post-processed using Paint
Shop Pro (various versions). The team use a number of machines with
operating systems from Redmond and elsewhere. No packets were mangled in
the making of this page. It is ostensibly GIF free