By David C. Daoust Its that little path of anger that had taken root in her mind, like a highway to just about every horrible thought she could imagine. Sadie Blue was sick of it. It was not always like this- it used to be her mind could wander- meander through whatever whimsical series…
I actually made this quite a few years ago. It was pretty much just for me to see, to help me keep track of it all. Now that we got a UM and Protectorate moving in on the Big Govs, I got it out and started moving flags around just to try and figure out…
aWLoN!prt.4 starts here! By David C. Daoust Elma Parks slipped out of her room with a bit more energy than she had in weeks- maybe months. She made her way down the hallway, the small droid, pretty much a caddy for all her random remotes throughout the ritzy apartments she lived in with her mother,…