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I was an alien. How’s that for a good opening line, hmm? Something strange and fantastic, weird and wonderful. Really, what did it mean? I lived on the planet Myclisis. It’s not located anywhere around Andron, but in the vicinity, around a small orange-ish yellow sun. It’s a smallish blue-green world – blue for its oceans and green for its continents – which were just islands, really. It had abou ...
The waiting Fighters often sat along for a long minute before a fight-psych em up. I was in the locker room-really a dressing room of the arena. Waiting. it was a large room meant for a hockey team. and its size and emptiness where echos. The showers where silly when i walked in. The afternoon before we got into Saint Louis. i flew first class even thought it was only 2 hour flight which seemed s ...
The Gravity by Castor Special thanks to Dru for Editing and proofreeding and Twice on Tuesday for the idea) “What are you looking at?” asked Randall. “What you’re not,” said Jane as she laid down on the quad. Randall shook his head. Jane was, like him, a student of physics – but much weirder. Going into the major he had heard physicists could be odd – and he had met people in the department who m ...
It didnt start over a grocery list, but the grocery list was a catalyst. Have you ever been with someone? Its a great way of knowing someone of learning about them, who they really are, what there all about. For good or for bad see what there all about. The little things. I suspect most people would say, when they look at Shelly – Fantastica, was how her muscles looked so strong and how bueatiful ...
THE INCIDENT Daniel was watching the news when it happened. Not that was hard. Pretty much everything on TV was news now. The phone rang, with its distinctive ring. He paused. He wondered how long he had. In the information age how long it was before it started ringing. A Day? Probably faster. An Hour? Was it them right now? The Police The FBI, the Media. He suspected a black car would come to th ...
The Jackyl By Castor (special thanks to Dru1076 for proofreading and editing) Society, Janna had decided, was complicated. It wasnt precisely that she was against it. She had no ambition to destroy the world or the people who lived there. She similarly had no intention to rule it. She didnt know what she would do with Earth if she got it. Nor was that strictly speaking possible. She was strong. S ...
The March of Victoria Kensington by Castor editing by Dru Based on an idea by Solaris “Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff” – Psalms 24:4 It caused considerable pain for Victoria to standup. Every part of her seemed to hurt in a symphony of torment. It hurt as she put her foot in front of her, as she fell d ...
264 Days Since Last Disturbance "This next song is called: 'If you ask me to marry you, I will interpret it ironically,though we both know its probably not'" Said Jennifer Watlers as she readied her ukulele. This produced a clap from the audience. Jennifer was at a cofee house with about 30 people in Park Slope. It wasn't an open Mike, but a concert her band "the Ultimate Universe" and another ba ...
Jennifer paused and just stood there: a green, giant, glistening monstrosity of a woman. “Okay” she said “Okay … what's going on? What's happening?” “I don't have any good answers.” Roy said, still lying on the ground. Jennifer leaned down a hand. “Let me help you.” Roy flinched. “It's okay I' m not going to hurt you.” He put a hand around hers and got wretched up “Ahhh!” He flew across the room, ...
9 Hour Since Last incident “Good afternoon.” the functionary said as he walked in. Jennifer had a good opportunity to look at him now: he was a mid-sized man, wearing a clean and crisp business suit, glasses and with off brown hair. He had a clipped British accent that sounded like it could be real or a good acting job. He looked, well, like a reasonable respectable man. Perfectly nice. He had an ...