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Oh-oh Oh yeah… Ah -ha ah yeah. Ahhahaahaha...Ahahahahah The tank barrelled down the street looking at her. it almost seemed alive a veritable thing a large mass of potential death. Then she punched it. “I’m living in that 21st Century, doing something mean to it Do it better than anybody you ever seen do it Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it I guess every superhero needs his theme mus ...
Humanity. Am I right you know? What a miserable bunch of assholes. There’s the big stuff: War, Famine, Poverty. Also Racism, Sexism any other ism you want-and boy do they have all of em. If there is a method they can be different from one another they will latch on it with hatred and vile that its hard to comprehend. They Are petty and selfish to the extreme. And that’s just the biggies. Go on th ...
"Bew Bew" Said Hil. "Stop it" said Joe "For one thing it doesn't go bew bew. its more of a 'Boow boow'" "That doesn't make any sense" Hil replied smiling pushing her short Brown hair out of her face. She was bored, but playful bored and she could like that. Hil Jordon liked her job in general. She was a test pilot for Ignis Aircraft. After leaving the airforce last year This felt a like a good wa ...
Abigail St. Silean was sitting in her office around 10:34 when the world stopped. Well not exactly stopped and she wasn’t exactly sure it was 10:34 precisely. She wasn’t paying perfect attention to either. Abigail was prone to do that she was in the legal department – well more or less was the legal department for Smanda. It was a tech startup company that had 50 employees and three patents. At 2 ...
There were two basic parts to her life these days: living in Iraq existing in something that the army was spending a lot of time and energy to make appear like a normal civilian life complete with Burger Kings; war. Of the two, the second was vastly preferable That was the irony of her experience. Army Staff Sgt Jane Lipcrow drove an army Humvee for a living. This wasn’t technically a tank: it ha ...
If you where to look to the outside of the Hard Eight pool hall, you may shake your head and move on. You would think it was a smoky gin joint with a group of cheep hustlers and want a bes … And well you would be mostly right, except it didn’t actually serve gin or booze. It was a smoky den, where people could play a round of pool for 10 bucks an hour, see through the occasional tobacco cloud, bu ...
Idlwyld wasn’t a terrible neighborhood really. It was a kind of lower middle class suburb of Huston that wasn’t technically a suburb-just a place at the edge of the town. It was full of lower middle class people-a lot of factory workers, some office managers … a quiet place. Where you didn’t get involved in other peoples business. And in this little place lived a quiet unassuming man who had a bi ...
One of the ad copy points of the line of Shakers clothing line was: Sweat Shop Free. It was on the wall of the entry at the factory wall But Quan Je often had means to doubt it. When she was about 14 she had worked in a sweat shop in her native Myanmar for about 6 months. This was different, and a little better. There was a lot of ventilation large windows, and air conditioning such that it was v ...
“Three minutes on that raviolis.” “On it.” “Three minutes. I should hear fucking steaming, I am not hearing steaming, or sweltering or even a boil … you better get them up in three minutes or you will see a low country boil up your ass.” said Vera “How is that even possible?” “Wait three minutes and find out you.” ***** Vera Savage was a professional chef who worked in an award winning kitchen – ...
Starhawk Chapter 1:of Fire and Ice Cream by Castor When Starhawk flew through the sky, a radiant red spectre over the dim light of Chicago. She had been described as a god. God had been described as love. And so it was. Even in a packed store, on a sweltering Tuesday evening, trying to decide what kind of barbeque sauce to buy she loved. She loved humanity, loved their city. She loved barbeque sa ...