Ensign Red smelled something bad cooking. The something bad was the charred chunks of Sergei that littered the immediate vicinity. The cooking was the blast that transformed the strip club into a crater of firry debris.
“Now is the time of waking up,” said a voice.
Standing at the top of the crater was a man clad […]
The first thing that Ensign Red became aware of was the smell of burning. The second thing he became aware of, was that the burning was him. The exploding armored car had thrown him clear of the highway and he was down in a ditch out of sight of the pandemonium. Now he was laid […]
The nice thing about crime is that even during a recession, it’s still a growth industry. This was a fact that Ensign Red was very aware of. It gave him comfort during the waiting. Red hated the waiting. He sat in the passenger seat of the SUV and drummed his fingers on the door frame […]
“I need some of those pills. The pills that make your dick hard,” said Hercules. He had been poking and prodding at his groin in the hopes that it might take notice of the busty nurse that came by hourly to make sure he wasn’t dead. So far he had little to show for his […]
Nike really wanted to sue that theiving shoe company. She couldn’t go two steps in this mall without seeing her graven image over every shoe, t-shirt, and window display she went near. Her fingers curled into clenched fists. With a glare at the display stand of the athletics store she walked away. She knew she […]
“I hate airports,” said Mars. He shifted again in a futile attempt to get comfortable. The god of war had been waiting here at the departure gate for well over an hour now. After wedging his considerable bulk into a seat of carefully engineered discomfort, he had brooded over his misery until the need to […]
Chavez was certain he would have felt better if he had shot the Lieutenant. He cradled the torn plastic fragments of his MRE and mourned his lost memory of home. With a sigh he stuffed the remains into the pocket on his vest. The bullet hole was still crusted with chicken a la king.
For the […]
No story for today. A local resturant has seen fit to murder me with its menu. The attempt failed but I came away with some mild food poisoning. It’s hard to concentrate on the creative process while my guts try to rupture themselves. I’ll try to get part two posted sometime tomorrow.
Chavez’s most prized possession was his chicken al la king. He held the sealed brown MRE in his hands and marveled at it’s government issued beauty. For weeks he had scrounged, stolen, and bartered for this small memory of home. Just looking at it reminded him of his mother’s kitchen. The prospect of an escape […]
Kase was pretty sure the sound of metal on metal howling through the ship was the remains of the starboard wing shedding it’s mortal coil. It caused his face to wince like someone breaking very expensive china. “That’s not good,” he said.
“No, I would escalate that to very very bad,” said Sadir, and glared reproachfully […]