Happy Friday! I present to you Chapter 12 of the Witches of Ming Ung, “ From her spaying back in 2008. Making Peace“:
Hardi scoffed. “Give it up. Give us the antidote. They’ll get you eventually, and another ten thousand people might be dead in the meantime.”
His jaw set, but he didn’t say anything.
“I’ve got a deal for you…” taunted Hardi.
I want to go home and play with
my computer now.
Happy Saturday! I have a new
Transhuman Congress story, “ White Hat” posted, in which a hopefully-suspiciously-familiar character is introduced. It directly follows “ Spiral’s End” in Lina’s arc.
“Who are you, Jayden?” we asked.
He giggled, then stopped suddenly and said in a hoarse whisper, “I’m not who I should be. Instead of being born the wrong person, I was born not anyone. Just like an artie.”
We weren’t sure what to say to that. Anima sat down cross-legged on the floor. “What do you do?”
He glanced up at Lonnie, then back down at us. “I do what I must, what I have to, what I shouldn’t.”
Continue reading New TC story: “White Hat”
A new Witches story this week! I present to you the very simply named “
“Shouldn’t we be moving, Miss Lucia?” Robert asked urgently.
Lucia looked up at him, her pale blue eyes meeting his green ones. “We will go when we go,” she said coldly in a thick accent. Her dirt-smudged face was set.
Robert flinched back slightly, smiled fixed. “O-kay…”
Continue reading “Planetfall” posted!
Finally! A new story! Even my wrist won’t hold me down. Less than a week left in the cast!
Before I give the link to the story, though, here’s a big, tacky warning:
this story is explicit. It’s dark and includes drugs and sex.
Okay, that’s done.
Spiral’s End” is a new Transhuman Congress story, and is a step in Lina’s path to her corronation as Empress, mentioned in “ Cultivating Progress“. It’s part of the “ Rise of an Empress arc, which the other Lina development stories have been moved into.
Continue reading New TC story: Spiral’s End
I finished up the
Transhuman Congress arc of Ted with the story “ Cultivating Progress“:
“I guess it’s my turn now,” drawled Baud Scoli of the mid-Atlantic region. I paid more attention. A stocky, bare-headed woman of middle years, Scoli was notoriously blunt but generally fair, in my opinion.
“I don’t know why the hell we’re all on parade, honestly,” she started. “Conscript the artificials and leave the real people out of it. Done.”
Continue reading New Transhuman Congress story: “Cultivating Progress”