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Special thanks to Dru for editing and proofreeding. This was boring. One of the easily forgotten truths of LA (the nebulous city) was that it was gigantic. Between Santa Barabra at the northwest to say Carlsbad in the southeast was about 200 miles. There was a lot of empty space between them but still. It was bigger and more populated then, say, Ireland. It was less green but had even more Indian ...
Thanksgiving was an autumnal holiday. The one quality one could ascribe to Los Angeles was it did not really have an autumn – or a fall. It did have seasons; about six of them. However, the season that late November fell (the transition between the muggy months after summer and early winter) was not what one would call time to bring in the harvest. This is not to say that southern California didn ...
Whether Mazing girl had, technically speaking, saved Los Angeles from utter destruction she didnt quite know. There were knowns; there were unknowns … and there were known unknowns. And there was also a giant cloud of psychic darkness that threatened to sweep up the city. That last one was pretty bad, but she had managed to stop it. When it went over people it tended to cause them to scream and c ...
Special thanks to Dru for Editing and Proofreeding Go to Las Vegas for the day, have some drinks they say, Do a little gambling said ‘Mazing Girl, It will be fun. She should have said that as she hid behind a pillar, as a heavily armored man heard her and shot at her with a huge machine gun.. But well she had a weakness for classic banter Yippie kay yay motherfucker, she said … but the machine gu ...
(special thanks to Dru for Proofreeding and Editing) Last week Sarah had to deal with a very large forest fire north of the city. This week: A flood in the south of the city. Well life was never boring in the city. Sarah was standing on the Santa Ana River in Fullerton. looking on in concern. The irony was that it wasnt really raining. It was very cloudy, and maybe you could describe it as a ligh ...
Sarah read a lot of comics – tons really. And there was a stock scene: A master jewel thief breaks through a huge high ceiling, into a laser beam full museum, to steal a gigantic gem. And Sarah in her Mazing Girl outfit, who was at the Los Angeles Natural History Museums gem exhibit realized they left out something. Education! Sarah could see tons and tons interesting things about rocks and gemst ...
The Tales of An Mazing Girl: Princess Leia in Trouble. by Castor (special thanks for Dru for proofreeding) Stormtroopers. She hated stormtroopers. Well not really, but the point was there. There were nearly 50 of them moving through the convention hall in a group, her eyes scanned dozens more. She wondered in the movie whether there had been that many. Well, she knew in fiction there must have be ...
Well, no-one likes to go to a doctor. For an invulnerable superheroine, this was trickier still. Sarah was generally glad she had good health – and as far as could be told, fairly normal anatomy. Other then skin that was for all practical purposes unbreakable, bones too … well, general invulnerability, unlimited stamina, super strength. And the ability to hum really well. However, if you gave her ...
(special thanks to Dru for Editing, and with all apologies to Chuck Jones) Sarah was not entirely sure how she should feel about this. It wasnt the guys hand on her thing that was just on the hem of her sundress. Yeah, she could deal with that. She was on a date with Steven, who was nice enough but a little handsy, especially for the surroundings. She could like handsy in the right circumstance. ...
Sarah felt trepidation, more so then she had in a fair amount of time. Calling it fear would be a little far, but giddy would be too far in the other direction. Trepidation. She was about 90% sure that she was going to have sex tonight. Now this was reasonably rare for her. She had had sex in the last year or so – as recently as last week, in fact, with her likely sex partner. About 6 times eithe ...