And I continued my journey as a graduate student in the year 2355, after the planet of my birth had been destroyed and the templates of my cradle civ were irrelevant. But still I

plummeting and that was before they found out about the attack on Deep Space 666 and the Merkin Armada guarding the Pits of Tomorrow from the Plenaries Incursion. EJ Camacho thrust

a slew of multiverses with a mischievous grin. I started being known as the Mano Lisa because it was pointed out how much I looked like Da Vinci's Mona. Hand Lisa? Esperanto? WTF?

his scores of human sacrifices. All of them with his own hand & this sword. The Elves called it Rluiaiche, The Pregnant Pause. The chaste Knight of KnowNothing rode dirty in Spirit

Viscositous suspension in the heart of sass, my neolisms kick your neolism’s ass. I coulda woulda shoulda rotunda. Flats. Are a scourge upon the land. No one could see the differen

"I'm sorry guys, but the next person that ends a sentence with 'my friend' in earshot of me loses an eye. Seriously, if you don't know my name, we're not gonna eat snowcones."

she be treated on equal footing as those several centuries her senior. She wasn't on the same level in term of stature, but as far as sheer nerve and cunning,

and could have passed for a rook, but he was a pawn through and through. I hated it but i told him I loved it and asked for more. That one landed and he took me instantly into his

Soft piano tones didn't stop it nor did the death metal drive or feed it. With him, this would have happened during caveman days or Spacely Sprockets days. But the piano helps to

away. He had thought that nothing could smell worse than the smell in a garbage compactor on a Death Star but he was wrong. This planet, Diar Rhea, was a real menace, the SBD kind.

I'm still pushing my cart forward. Not fast, maybe, but still forward.

growing hands of their own which in turn are turning and tuning a tough tuna who's out of the count of monte cristo sandwiches, all islands must. Houston knew Mars1 was in trouble.

This was something that EJ Camacho of Space Patrol was deathly afraid of; meeting her aunts after disappointing them by abdicating as Queen of Mars. Her aunts had assumed they

He stood up in crowded gallery and started to recite the names of the missing and the names of their parents, who wanted their loved ones back. He started with listing his sister,

an underground replica of the city or thieves for his coven's sabbat rituals. They will spatter it with the blood they've been collecting all week down in the alleys of the city.

permatt 32321 ran the code again. output: same. again and again. output: same. permatt 32321 considered adding a patch to permatt 24211 who he new from his batch in the patch. Audi

cases since the Borg Cube Borg vs. The Rest of the Universe decision had ruled Borg Cubes have no legal responsibility since the Law didn't recognize Mindspeak as a viable defense.

out the wisdom of the jackdaw. We had no supplies as the army was poor, so I scavenged what I could from our store. Perhaps I wasn't quite following the law, but for

of us. I had to discover the truth, and to do that, I needed to get one of the women to remove her turtleneck sweater. My survival in the nuclear apocalypse depended on it.

ound and shrieking, splashing more vomit around the room. It hissed and steamed as it vaporised the walls and floor where it landed. "It must be acid puke!" I realised aloud.