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…
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…
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,…
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…