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…
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…
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…
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….