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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. ...
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
9 days since last incident “How strong are you?” Jennifer said. “What?” Bruce said. They were sitting and eating an informal breakfast of waffles and cereal. They were in a lab Washington a couple of days after the last outburst. Still in a lab. This one, at least, had a window. Jennifer was officially able to leave anytime she wanted, but … “I figure that at some point they’re going to take me ...
3 Days since Last Incident Jenn walked into her apartment. It was pretty much as she left it. The broken window had been fixed by the landlord, but otherwise the same. The same ever since she had decorated it all half in a hurry and half with utmost most care imaginable; except now she had to duck a bit to avoid the ceiling, the broken furniture and a Pinky and the Brain glass that she will ...
32 days since last incident Jennifer smiled as she put down the box. She had moved into Roy's modest sized but good spaced condominium in Park Slope. It was a real nice space. At some point he had told her mother had hired an interior decorator- that was several years and a lot of knick knacks and a couple of impulse furniture buys ago- but one could see it still. Somewhere. She sat on the ...
Mike Randalls Beach shop owner. When i tell people i own a bikini shop i get a lot of odd looks i am not going to lie. They think i am perv i am a werido i donno. I do know i got a good business, on a summer day i can clear 5k a day in sales which is pretty snazzy. Sure there's expenses, sure rents high...but it does pretty well for me. I'm married got two kids. when i tell people that they just ...
Inspired by Life in Four Colors by Taliesan ‘A loaf of bread, a carton of milk and a stick of butter.’ John Farmer sat in the muni-train with the mnemonic in his head. It was on Sesame Street wasn’t it? But that was what his girlfriend Janey wanted him to bring home. He wondered if he could just buy a stick of butter. Did he have to buy a carton? He smiled. Ahh well. John Farmer smiled. He felt ...