FollowLink to Chapter 5 Chapter 6 You’d think the news that there’s a massive alien invasion fleet on the way to subjugate Earth would be a wake-up call to humanity and that we’d finally get out shit together. And it was, it just took longer for us to wake up than you’d hope. The first …
Link to Chapter 4 Chapter 5 The news that the Arvenoid were on their way kicked things into high gear… eventually. At the moment, however, I was sitting in yet another interminable meeting. This one was about setting up a press conference to reveal Xav’s existence to the world. It was going about as well …
The apocalypse wasn’t going the way anyone expected. I mean, we were sitting around in our pajamas, binging Netflix, and trying to find toilet paper instead of sporting leather and chains while wandering the barren wastes searching for water/gas/food. Calling the current situation “dystopian” might not have been the most accurate description, but it felt …
I don’t know where you folks fall on the “Die Hard is a Christmas Movie” debate, but I have long maintained that it isn’t. Mostly because you could remove the few Christmas elements from the film and it wouldn’t make a difference. At best, it’s an action film set at Christmas. But a few months …
Oh shit, my head hurts. This may be the worst hangover I’ve ever had. Why the fuck am I hungover? I remember going to work yesterday, taking my lunch break, and pretty much everything else. Until I left the office, anyway. Must have gone out drinking, but who did I go with? And, where did …
I did my best to keep to the shadows as I moved through the graveyard. Fortunately, this was an old cemetery with graves dating back to the 1700s. I say “fortunate” because that meant it had decent-sized gravestones, crypts, and even a few large monuments, all of which provided the cover my partner and I …
[Going live in 3, 2 …] “Let’s get ready to MUURR-DDERRR!!!” [Cue theme: (music plays and graphics flash on screen) Cut to booth in 3, 2 …] “Good evening, folks, and welcome to the Murderdome! I’m Damiyen Glaz, here with my favorite color commentator, Argun Zandr. Say hi, Argun! “Hi, folks. You’re in for a …
Ryan Palmer loved being a grandfather almost as much as he loved telling stories to his great-grandchildren, Seal and Anemone. He heard them coming well before they bounded into the room. They stopped on either side of his chair. “Tell us a story, Grandpa!” Seal demanded. My god, they have so much energy, the old …
Dearest Mother, I hope this communication finds you well. Better, at the very least, than I am in my current assignment. Never fear, physically, my condition is satisfactory. Mentally, however, I am struggling. I lay this strife at the feet of the humans. I have only been here a few of their “days” here and …