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As the hardlight shield sprang into life, so did an enormous monstrosity that appeared to be a house-sized cross between an alligator and a lion. Patchy bits of fur stuck up between the reptilian scales. Muscular back legs indicated that it could leap--and at great speed--while the rest of it...

“Psh, yeah.” Like an annoying friend, she reached forward with her hardlight manifestation--just showing off her new manifestation--bypassed his manual exploration of the library and selected ‘The Man Comes Around’. She did not start playing it immediately, but she paused to address the gravity...

"Oh my god, yes!" She was still bouncing and clapping even as he held up a parental finger. "Aaaabsolutely, yes. Just Batman's Robin. Got it. Totally." And for the next few seconds, he could only hear the old-school theme song for the Batman animated series featuring Adam West.

The moment she was given the chance, she interfaced with the neural links and used her social media profiles to throw up her images. In moments, a slender, pale girl of possibly nineteen years old projected in her tattered Slipknot shirt and her black JNCOs. The ball twisted, and the hazel eyes...

His taken offense to the mention of his culinary abilities amused her, but she kept it to herself. "Yeah. Of course. You know I'd be invaluable. And we'd be the perfect team. Imagine it!" Excitement was building up in her tone. "I could be all like, 'Watch out!' and you'd spin around and get...

Orphic had seemed a little gloomy of late, keeping to herself and staying uncharacteristically quiet. As he navigated the atmosphere of an alien planet--a fantasy she had long nurtured as a living human being--she grumbled only in response to him. When you took into account how much effort it...

Orphic said nothing for a moment as she tucked her search on John Bishop into her background to be mulled over. It didn't take much thought for her to clean up after Paragon--it was a wonder that he had ever gotten on without her. The ship itself certainly lacked the detail-oriented concern she...

"It's like you don't even know me." On a nearby monitor, she was already throwing up every article, video, and public record she could find on a John Bishop that was presently living. It was also apparent that she was shuffling through the data, excising the John Bishops who could not possibly...

As soon as he spoke, the plasma saw took a sliver from the removed hand. A moment later, it dropped into a tank underneath, never to be seen intact again. Orphic set the sample aside, immediately freezing it before placing it inside a sterile tube and storing it somewhere impossibly cold...

"It actually comes from old French and old English, and it's in reference to the cuckoo bird, which was known for laying its eggs in the nests of other birds," she said cheerfully, not having to even spread herself very far into the expanses of the internet for that one. Through a lense mounted...

At the mention of danger, a soft sound came through the speakers, and as difficult as it was to believe that what was essentially a self-aware computer program had just scoffed at him, she managed it remarkably well. Clearly, she was not of the same mind as him when it came to mortal peril. "I...

"Uh-huh." The voice sounded distracted. At once, she was monitoring the power directed to the plasma saw, the progress of the graft, and the strange antics of a pair of homeless men trying to crack open an ATM. "Sounds like they had the drop on you. I wonder if there was some way for you to...

Orphic sighed internally, and pointedly waited a few more seconds before she decided to heed Paragon's beckoning. It always bothered her that he always started with a command like 'Wake'--as though she were capable of sleep, or that she were ever inclined to rest. She dragged her attention away...

Won't say this is the dumbest thing I have ever done--I could fill a book with cringe-worthy moments--but I will tell you about the most recent one... I went into the bathroom at work, only to be nearly felled by the noxious poop fumes. I immediately whirled around and went across the hall to...

When I was thirteen or so, I saw a boy reading a book. It had a mouse on the cover. The mouse was dressed in a light-green habit, and he was holding a sword aloft. There was one word on the front. "Redwall." It was such a strange combination--the image and the word--that I was instantly curious...

I have two cats, two dogs. I have a tuxedo cat who's about a year old. We originally almost called him Luxe, because he looked like a penguin and...eh...Linux. But it didn't fit. One day, I was curled up alone with him, and it hit me hard: CATSBY. ...so now we have a cat named Catsby. We also...

I have been role-playing for...perhaps longer than I care to admit. I have characters that I had created when I was much younger, and I have watched them develop through the dynamics of this particular form of writing even as I myself matured. Role-playing has, for me, proven to be a fantastic...

I was referred by Ronin. Of course... Rather, I was griping about needing to write, and he threw the link at me.