Scribe 292
<< First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
-
Scribe 291
I stream the making of these comics on Tuesdays. If interested, you can catch me here: RowdyPlus! ty,DD << First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
Zombie Hogwash! 54
The horse’s name is Wednesday! ty, DD << First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
Scribe 290
I stream the making of these comics on Tuesdays! Although, lately, I was mostly just playing Baldur’s Gate 3! I was streaming the whole game from the start, here: RowdyPlus! But I beat that game, I beat it good. It has been destroyed, cast aside for show… I may go again, soon– sooner than I’d…
-
Scribe 289
<< First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
Scribe 288
<< First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
Zombie Hogwash! 47
The horse’s name is Jenna… I mean Wednesday! Wednesday! The horse’s name is Wednesday! Apparently, my life has been replaced by ‘Buldar’s Gate 3’! I am just going to embrace it, delve in and beat it! This way– I can have my life back again! Anyway, I been streaming the whole game from the start….
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 324
By David C. Daoust Charles the First dropped down off the Sky-screamer almost as soon as he had landed. The flames– he could feel the heat even from his distance from what was, a few moments ago, a massive explosion. Something moved within the wreckage, of this, he was sure. From the sound something that…
-
Scribe 287
We make these comics live, here: RowdyPlus! On Tuesdays! 😛 << First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
Scribe 286
Alright! We had a ‘mostly’ successful stream! Mostly— well, I’ll not go into details, because why relive that blunder at the end! Anyway, it was fun. If you are wondering what I am talking about, I am streaming the making of these latest comic strips on Twitch, at –RowdyPlus! Feel free to join us next…
-
Scribe 285
OK! After quite a bit of time, we have a new update for Scribe of Nightsong!! Can you believe it? I can barely! So, this is actually the first one I drew live, streaming to Twitch– for the whole thing– So, yeah, I am back to streaming as well. I don’t really have a set…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 323
By David C. Daoust Elijah was spread thin, his attention on multiple situations at the same time. The core of his very being was within the ‘Neural Engram Speculum’, the spherical device more recently referred to as the ‘Brain Stealer’, which is a pretty apt name considering it’s an ark device that was able to…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 322
By David C. Daoust Harper managed to make it to the fringe of the battle, apart from the swarm of Battle Drones that just gushed from the open hold. In fact, she was relying on keeping said swarm between her and the Dirty Damsel’s starfighters, as they blasted through the drones ranks. The open sky…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 321
By David C. Daoust Hugo yet sat on the bridge of the rover, where he was left after his interrogation. Where the old jinn had blurted out what information he could muster to appease the Captain of the Dirty Damsel. He was not actually left there alone. The captain had left a guard in his…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 320
By David C. Daoust Ryland Mulch was from Callistopore. He was the youngest son of a powerful crime-family within the darker quarters of said city-station. As the youngest, he quickly found himself being cut out. Being pushed aside, being forced under. This was the norm for most of his life. Two of his brothers had…
-
Zombie Hogwash! 37
Distractions, distractions… they are freaking great until it’s a post day! Like, for example, today. I got nothing. This might be confusing, considering I’ve been posting ‘a Whole Lot of Nothing!’ every week that I could for the past ten years! Zing! The plans are there but they got pushed back and back… so I’m…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 319
By David C. Daoust Harper came in fast, she let loose with a series of missiles that fired in quick succession from the upper portion of her spider. Meanwhile she was full-on drilling pulsar fire into targets directly in front of her with her main guns… Their spider-drones seemed to be armed to the very…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 318
By David C. Daoust Olivia had just managed to plug Wilford’s data-sphere into the oversized mining-bot, when the thugs had stumbled upon her. She was old. She decided to play dumb… the old ‘little-old lady’ routine! Unfortunately, she was not much of an actress; they were not amused and ordered her down immediately. She milked…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 317
By David C. Daoust Elijah still had more than a half-dozen spider-drones under his control, each flew, in sync, through the cargo bay like a tightly unified squadron— might be impressive if they were each controlled by a different person. This was not the case. The Limited Ark’s consciousness was spread throughout the group….
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 316
By David C. Daoust The cavernous cargo hold of the Dirty Damsel had never seen the level of chaos that now rocked its innards. Dozens of battle drones tore through– blasting anything with a pulse. Infiltrating further still into the surrounding corridors– weapons’ fire blazing! Clearly in the hopes of clearing out any that lived…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 315
By David C. Daoust The Battle Drone did not stop there– after dropping the assassin, Tobias Two-guns, the Dragon’s vile minion continued its mission to find ever more lives to remove from the Dirty Damsel: Taylor Gale survived the Factions War, though just barely. She was a pilot of the Royal Vanguard. One of the…
-
A Whole lot of Nothing! 314
By David C. Daoust The Great Dragon took the losses in stride as it continued to circle overhead. Its angelic wings slicing through the desert air as easily as its minion’s weaponry sliced through the flesh below. A great shadow flowed over the Behemoth-class Heavy Freighter as the mechanical demi-god dared soar ever lower. The…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 313
By David C. Daoust ‘Just a lot on my mind, I guess,’ he said. And continued to say- in her brain- over and over again. Not like Harper didn’t have a lot on her mind as well. Ratchet was not the only one effected by the current upheaval on the moon… Her big sister was…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 312
By David C. Daoust Charles the First was starting to lose hope. The First Wave teen started his search with a full complement of crew members. Even had Farrah set up a relay among separate Rovers spread throughout the moon… They all played along for days and days. Yet, the longer the search went on,…
-
A Whole lot of Nothing! 311
By David C. Daoust It was yet evening on Callistopore, mid ArkLight Festival, which meant the Serpentine Dragon Xu Xian was still snaking his way through the city streets– out there, somewhere in the city, anyway. Most of the crowds had dispersed from around the local theatre as the parade had made its way further…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 310
By David C. Daoust “I was not expecting company,” Elijah heard a calm voice speak from nowhere. “Nor had I ever expected to… so much as witness you… Elijah.” The presence was there before Elijah even suspected, though yet a shadow. He was slightly surprised that it could sneak up on him at all. What…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 309
By David C. Daoust Elijah’s full wave of Battle Drones ambushed what stragglers yet remained of the Dragon’s drone wave outside of the Dirty Damsel. It was pretty obvious that these drones had no real defensive ability. They were purely offensive. Deadly to the nth degree, though ultimately, they were just waiting to be destroyed….
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 308
By David C. Daoust High above, in the pale blue skies, the long wingspan cut over the wind as the great dragon of Twin Crown soared above the starship far below. The minions within were merciless, careless, like beasts… beasts of the worst order. Like a weasel in a henhouse, taking more than just what…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 307
By David C. Daoust Ratchet, Harper, Dicey, and Grace… along with a comatose bunny, were all piled into a hidden alcove above the engine. The steel oily smell invaded Ratchet’s nostrils. He’d always liked the smell. The girls, upon their arrival, however, made faces that suggested otherwise. They had hidden themselves away for quite a…
-
Zombie Hogwash! 36
Made quite a few updates to old images over the past few weeks. Extra points if you can find them all! ty,DD << First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
A Whole lot of Nothing! 306
By David C. Daoust There are many, many bot forms in the Onion. New designs being made every few years for centuries, is bound to bring about variety. Some designs, pretty standard fair. Standard enough that they can still be found walking about, being used by whatever datasphere was lucky enough to acquire them. Others…
-
A Whole lot of Nothing! 305
By David C. Daoust Sure, Hugo wanted them to hide. Olivia, aka Wildhawk, had said it herself— ‘Hugo thinks we should hide’. Even as Wild hawk said it, she knew they were doing something else. Anything else. Olivia crouched low, much lower than someone her age would normally dare. The thrill was there as she…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 304
By David C. Daoust Ferguson was getting used to having the small solid-light being perched upon his dome. The fact the holo-bot, Hamlin, had never asked permission to ride around on top of him, and had just continued to do so since their escape from the First Wave saboteurs that had stolen the Ark-Device, was…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 303
By David C. Daoust The discovery of the Ver’eesian race spread throughout human society like vines through an arboretum. It could not have come at a better time; The humans of the Ark Age had grown far too complacent to the realities of the sealed off and controlled environment that was their everyday lives. The…
-
Zombie Hogwash! 35
pew pew! ty, DD << First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
Zombie Hogwash! 34
shhhhh! ty, DD << First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
A Whole lot of Nothing! 302
By David C. Daoust The two spider mechs flew high over the desert of Twin Crown. Wilford spun and flipped around playfully as his wife’s mecha just powered forward. They had gotten bored with patrolling. Patrolling in the hopes of maintaining the upper hand with the enemy battle drone waves, despite the incoming waves abruptly…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 301
By David C. Daoust Harper knew she did not need the turbo mode, not for such a short jaunt. She also knew that Ratchet would not know how to use it, which, ultimately, was the only reason she’d engaged it. The arachnid-like machine’s abdomen dropped down to reveal a set of rockets that thrust her…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 300
By David C. Daoust The long solid-light wingspan of the finely tooled metal dragon, referred to, one time, in one quick conversation, as Plaguecat, soared through the desert skies of Twin Crown. A veritable army of spider minions swarmed in its wake. The data-stream filtered information throughout all the swarm, to the dragon. The…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 299
By David C. Daoust Margo was a little girl. This is how she saw herself; this is how she had coded herself to be. Bots have a hard time seeing themselves as anything but what they are… or, rather, what they wanted to be. Ultimately, this is because they could be anything. They must…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 298
By David C. Daoust Hugo did what he could to keep the children clear of the gruff men that now marched through the Rovers’ corridors. They were thugs, one and all, and they acted as though they owned the place. The Captain that led them, Dutch, actually scared the old Jinn. Hugo did what…
-
Perils of Fiona Hart
Or so the Muses Claim by David C. Daoust All the Worlds of the Muses tend to be the same. The ins and outs of life are repeated, the stories, the lives, it’s been rolled round and round… reused, reiterated. New visions that have no idea they are being reflected from the old. The same…
-
Perils of Fiona Hart
The small leather laden blond gripped down tight on the voluminous mane before her, straddling the beast as it charged through the foliage just outside the Witch Queens Palace. A mass of twisted goblin fiends, thwarted jailors, gave chase– clawing at the ground, scraping and scurrying! Trying to grasp their prey before they got too…
-
A Whole lot of Nothing! 297
By David C. Daoust The massive Behemoth Class Heavy Freighter made moon-fall but moments before. The mismatched collection of armored replacement plates and panels that made up the ship’s hull, glowed red… Crusted rivets began to cool as the temperature of the lower atmosphere forced steam to trail back to the aft of the…
-
A Whole lot of Nothing! 296
By David C. Daoust Ratchet was finally back under a visor! It wasn’t the same one he had before, this one pinched a bit against his forehead. He was not about to gripe– someone was liable to use it as an excuse to exclude him all over again. He ignored the pinch and just…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 295
By David C. Daoust The massive rover was on the move, rumbling through the desert dunes that made up the desolate environment of the small moon, Twin Crown. The russet plated vehicle was large enough to dwarf most common structures built on such moons. It was basically a ‘spaceship on wheels’, or tracks to…
-
A Whole lot of Nothing! 294
By David C. Daoust The desert skies were filled with not only the current wave of attacking battle-drones, but also the small crew’s spider-mechas, which, confusingly enough, were the exact same machines. They rocketed through the skies, charging each other, long lines of pulsar fire split the enemy lines, missiles were unloaded in quick…
-
Scribe 284
<< First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
Zombie Hogwash! 33
So, it turned into one of those days where I just go through and reread the past posts. I end up spending so much time reading, there isn’t really any time to formulate the next post. It’s been a while since I did this, but it is where we are at. I have not done…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 293
By David C. Daoust The hold of the massive Rover was empty but for the small holobot, Hamlin, who, moments before, had discovered the mound of glittering particles that filled the dormant junkbot. There were thousands of them– mystery particles, nanites maybe? Hamlin knew most nanites were much smaller, often used to invade existing…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 292
By David C. Daoust Hamlin felt like he was left out, cut off from the Onion; from the Arkroy, from all his normal life. It all started with just an interest in protecting his family. The Ai known as Noreen offered to intercede in a conflict between the Zhou siblings. That is, she would…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 291
By David C. Daoust The world shifted. All the virtual world collapsed into a much tighter, much more compressed state. Any number of reasons could explain why. The most likely was that this instance of the game was simply no longer needed. The surrounding rocky wasteland all seemed to flatten, and reorganize in a…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 290
By David C. Daoust Margo had slipped, almost fell– Just off balance enough to spill the immobile bunny from her arms. This of course was in reaction to the oversized creature they had come upon. Or rather the creature that had come upon them. For surely had they known that this particular outcropping of…
-
A Whole lot of Nothing! 289
Had no internet connection last week! arg! Enjoy. ty, DD By David C. Daoust It started with just a flowing stream of light. Then a tunnel made of a shining reflective luminosity that eventually seemed to flood around like liquid. Like magic really, is what Margo thought, mystified, as a plane formed under her,…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 288
By David C. Daoust Ratchet was at a loss. The problem with convincing people you’re not the right man for the job, is that they tend to think you’re not the right man for any job. This was another one of those lessons Ratchet did not quite have a grasp on yet. Thus the…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 287
By David C. Daoust It was not that Olivia did not hear the young girl’s instruction; it was just that the much older woman saw a better way. Granted, it put Olivia in a position that overextended her into enemy lines; she was quick, she knew what she could do. Olivia saw the win…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 286
By David C. Daoust Ratchet, at the very least, found himself excused from the Splicer grind that had taken up so very much of his time but days before. This was largely thanks to the fact that Harper managed to get their skill level twice as high, in half of the amount of time….
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 285
By David C. Daoust Charles the First did not wait a second longer than he had to. He had already braved the desert once, he wanted to get back out there. Fact was, the sheriff got shot. This threw Charles, through and through, and a put a big old break on his formulating plans….
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 284
By David C. Daoust Noreen was not a fan of being cut off from the action. This was not something she knew about herself until that very moment. A moment in which she found herself pensively awaiting what came next. Under the circumstances, who wouldn’t be? Rosie, the space moose, moments before, charged into…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 283
By David C. Daoust Noreen did not, in fact, neutralize Renaux. She did not know which of the Arks successful quelled the rogue sentience from the Hub… it was not her. Considering she was now shut out, and cutoff, from Iopa XIX’s system servers, she had to assume it was not one of her…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 282
By David C. Daoust Errors from her clockwork? Or just a failure to anticipate problems before they came to be? Noreen was as omnipresent, within the Hub, as she was out in the real world. On occasion these two worlds collided. It was extremely rare, but considering the upwelling laws against bots and their…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 281
By David C. Daoust Among the wide array of data streaming throughout Noreen’s domain, any number of functions were functioning, in time, as planned, all like clockwork. That’s not to say errors were not being thrown left and right. Pretty much if humans were in the mix, perfection is a thing best left to…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 280
By David C. Daoust It was an endless stream of data coming in from all over the Onion. Like a burst throughout, multiple locations, multiple sightings… hundreds throughout the solar system. A majority proved to have erupted on and around the desert moon, Twin Crown. Unfortunately, Noreen had been completely cut-off from said moon….
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 279
By David C. Daoust Harper Blue was up early, brushing her teeth like a good little gamer. After the night before’s crazy visitation from the rather cryptic glowing woman, the two sisters had called it a night. That is, once the woman had vanished and they sat perfectly still for a good fifteen minutes,…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 278
By David C. Daoust Chance was having a hard time concentrating. A lot had changed over the past few days, ever since he went loony-toons and told everyone he knew about what he had experienced in the game, Arachnoid. Now he was just trying to figure out, for one, how he could have gotten…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 277
By David C. Daoust At the very moment the small swarm of flowing lights were coalescing into a humanoid form, not only on the faraway space station, Iopa XIX, but also before the very eyes of Harper Blue and her kid sister, Grace, not two floors below, within the very same Rover’s hold, Margo…
-
A Whole lot of Nothing! 276
By David C. Daoust Little by little the family room had lost its popularity for the night. The Lauren’s had abandoned their post, followed by the others… leaving only Harper, sitting on the floor, back pressed against the sofa, still grinding away skill points, and Grace, her little sister, laying on the sofa behind…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 275
By David C. Daoust The Ark-ship, Rhea Epsilon, was the seat of the Artificial Intelligence known as ‘Noreen’. There were two other such Ark-ships, which also entailed two other such Artificial Intelligences. They were known primarily as ‘Arks’ to those in the know, though sometimes, simply, as ‘Ai’s’. The Arks’ reach was far farther…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 274
By David C. Daoust The young pilot, whom Noreen knew as Abdul Cairn, came in pretty fast. She was positive that if the other officers were not there as well, his charge would have led to a physical altercation. This was largely going off of the young pilot’s heart rate. The sheer rage, apparent…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 273
By David C. Daoust After weeks in space, rather than collecting their tank, the small crew of the space-tanker, Atlas, found themselves docked on the Collecting Station Iopa-XIX. Or, more commonly known as just ‘Nineteen’, to those that lived and worked there. Nineteen was a small, sleek station, pretty much a massive cross, floating…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 272
By David C. Daoust Noreen had eyes throughout the Solar System. Omnipresent, her systems touched, almost, everything. Her current interest, however, was on the small manned vehicle soaring through the Iopa System. The small ‘space-tanker’ was sent from the colonized moon, Umbrie, to a Collecting Station resting in orbit around the Gas Giant, Iopa….
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 271
‘aWLoN!’ got two posts this week! Don’t miss out on Fancy’s latest post that went up on Wednesday! (just, you know, back it up one to find it.) 😛 ty,DD By David C. Daoust Alfred’s initial impression, that these locked up criminals of the Corridor Crews were continuing their dress-up game, within the prisons,…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 270
Released early! ‘Cause who doesn’t want more of the fan-favorite ‘Fancy’? ty,DD -The Palmary Queries of the Effulgent ‘Fancy’, bot-Detective- by David C. Daoust It had been a while since Fancy made a house call, especially since her arrival on the small moon, Twin Crown. A moon whose small port town, Grady, was…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 269
By David C. Daoust Alfred’s investigation into the enigmatic Corridor Crews had come to a head, figuratively. His search for ‘who’- had led him to those at the very top; to find their leaders, their ‘bosses’. Often those in charge of these ‘Corridor Crews’ were operating from within the ‘Stockades’. This brought him low, literally,…
-
Scribe 282
<< First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
A Whole lot of Nothing! 268
By David C. Daoust Alfred Zhou’s initial judgement, that Corridor Crew’s popularity was all a plot to add notoriety to their lifestyle, was a far cry from the truth. In fact, now he was sure, it had far more to do with fear… with an imbalance, with a view of the world that forced these…
-
Zombie Hogwash! 31
We were dangerously close to setting a precedence for, like, consistency or something. Pfffht. Where’s the fun in that? Better luck next week! ty,DD << First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 267
By David C. Daoust Alfred Zhou had come into power- he was more surprised than anyone. All he ever wanted to do was play policeman. Truth was, he had found a fairly perfect City-station to do it on. This was all thanks to Titanholm’s environment. Put simply, it was not easy living on Titanholm. The…
-
Scribe 281
<< First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 266
By David C. Daoust Heavy boots skiffed up the long stairway as Merrick made his way up from the underground tram terminal. He breathed in the fresh air as he took a moment to orient himself. Merrick Denali had made a name for himself as the ‘UM rep’; a silver tongue speaker; an orator. A…
-
Scribe 280
<< First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 265
By David C. Daoust The small red spaceship cut through the skies of Twin Crown like a condor souring through the desert air. Its wide wingspan caught the winds as it circled ever lower to the ground. The small vehicle touched down and the wide wings fell over the dunes like a blanket. A small…
-
Scribe 279
<< First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
Zombie Hogwash! ##
I keep running long in the paint department! I may wake up early enough to write– if I do, you won’t see this anyway… If you do see this, well, I’d say ‘better luck next week’, but I think this image is a pretty good post all on its own. You just might have to…
-
Scribe 278
<< First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
A Whole lot of Nothing! 264
By David C. Daoust Mech, Mecha, and Drone— Each came in varying shapes and sizes. Drones, of course, were devices piloted from afar, with no occupants; either by humans or AI. Mechs, which were extremely rare and expensive, were piloted from a jacked-in mind. Where a Mecha, was piloted by an on-board human, maybe a…
-
Scribe 277
<< First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 263
By David C. Daoust “…so, then there are those cute little Jerboa,” The small girl continued on with her list, little to no care if anyone was listening. She held her fingers only a couple inches apart as she described, “little mousey-mice with kangaroo legs, that want to eat up all the dates and stuff…
-
A Whole lot of Nothing! 262
By David C. Daoust The bridge of the old Rover was, normally, fairly spacious. That is, when the majority of the room was not being taken up by the sprawled-out form of a Battle Drone. The drone’s design, was clearly inspired by the agile form of a spider– as its eight legs and exoskeletal carapace…
-
Scribe 276
<< First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
A Whole lot of Nothing! 261
By David C. Daoust The Royal Alliance was much more than simply its Viceroys. More than, even, the Gangsters that infested the Narrows. Despite the seeming commonness of those against the Viceroy’s, the truth was they had supporters. Truth was, they never would have found themselves in power, had they not had supporters. The Viceroy…
-
A Whole lot of Nothing! 260
By David C. Daoust Ratchet was grouchy. He was not happy to see Harper at the moment. –And– he was a bit too grouchy to care who cared. He felt he was a little too busy to deal with all that at the moment. They were currently lost in the desert. The lot of them…
-
A Whole lot of Nothing! 259
By David C. Daoust The sands of Twin Crown- a veritable sea of burning hot granules that engulphed the moon in its entirety. Oasis were far and few between, the largest of which was the construction ground for the Ark run and operated Starport. Starports, themselves, were common throughout all of the solar system. Each…
-
Happy New Year! 2021
<< First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 258
By David C. Daoust Colin was not sure what Deloris was working on. Ultimately, because he never hung-out with her for so long after his body was pulled back up out of stasis. She had her gaze affixed to a computer screen, clicking away at the keys in front of her, seated at her desk….
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 257
By David C. Daoust Colin had forgotten himself. He moved with such speed of thought, that there seemed to be no time for any conscious consideration for what he was or even what he was doing– only that which he had set himself out to do. And what he’d set out to do– was the…
-
Zombie Hogwash! 28
Better luck next week! ty,DD << First < Prev Next > Last >> aWLoN! prt.1 Black Noon aWLoN! prt.2 Swordbearer aWLoN! prt.3 Chalice Squire’s End Bard Song Halloween Special Origins Efreet’s Solo Raid! Meteor Zero
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 256
By David C. Daoust “Gordon?” the male voice said, a look of complete astonishment crossed his face. “Ha!” Gordon said, then, innocently, launched into some bullshit, “Mitch! Buddy? What in the world are you doing here?” The male voice belonged to the human form of Mitch, aka Mighty Mitch- who was in reality a bot…
-
A Whole Lot of Nothing! 255
By David C. Daoust “That there has a kick to it,” is what Gordon had jovially said to Mitch as he slid the drink, that matched his own, across the bar to him. Mitch, at the time, was in a normal human form. One he used for his day to day activities aboard the Crucible….
-
Scribe 275
By David C. Daoust Still off on their own, haven’t even noticed that the narrator is gone… hmmph! Well then, here’s a tale of the darker days of the Mountain Dwarves. Know this, there has only been a couple times where the Dwarves of Dath’ryn’vale were led down the wrong path. The first time, quite…
