Howdy. I'm still alive, as you might've guessed.
Long story short, a mosquito got cute and dengue fucked me up.
I didn't have to go to the hospital more than two times, but it left me with little stamina and slight health complications.
I'm working on the next chapter, and I'll try to update before May at the very latest, before April at the very earliest, but there's a chance my health will take a downturn.
I'm writing as we speak, but please be patient with ...
2024-03-19 06:58:00 +0000 UTC
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Farah had been kind enough to drop me off at my apartment building.
After two days of constant driving, I was beyond exhausted. Some of my bruises from the heist had yet to finish healing, and I could swear my bones creaked when I moved. I tried to put on a brave face when I nodded to my neighbors, who expressed joy at my health and a hope that this wouldn’t happen again.
I assured them it wouldn’t then shoved past them.
As the elevator slowly struggled upwards, I glared...
2024-02-23 21:50:46 +0000 UTC
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“AAAAAAALL BYYYYY MYYYY-SEEEEEELF!” I sang, as loudly and as off-tune as possible, along with the radio which I’d just turned to max volume.
Farah, who’d been sleeping on the seat next to me, startled awake with a snort. She looked around, spotted the empty food wrapper on her lap, then saw me singing my heart out like I was trying to win a contest.
She glared at me for a while as I crooned,...
2024-01-31 22:21:15 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Twelve
Michael sighed with relief.
Now that they had left arid sands behind in favor of dry dirt, the air was turning cooler. Soon, they would be surrounded and shadowed by flora. In his mind, it was worth the threat of fauna.
He’d missed seeing green in the horizon; the little trees that interrupted Third York’s sidewalks weren’t enough by a long shot. The area around El Paso had still been recovering from the new dust bowl when he’d left it...
2023-07-12 06:24:48 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Eleven
After a while, John, Chris and Moss got bored of playing futbol and came over to fetch Luke and retry their attempts at making him feel better.
They found him sitting next to Sawyer, eagerly talking her ear off about an article he’d read about genetically-modified pets becoming more common in lower-income households, now that they’d become passéwith rich people. Sawyer seemed a bit lost, but was smiling a bit while Luke talked. He woul...
2023-07-04 15:30:01 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Ten
It was about three hours later when the Council meeting ended.
The matter of adopting Kingston Hill’s research was revisited and argued multiple times during the meeting, once a topic was exhausted, but they always ended coming back to the same result.
Houses Sanguine, Aurum and Asclepius could not be dissuaded from their path, and neither could their supporters. They were determined to break the code and participate in Dark Science.
Zero...
2023-06-27 15:30:01 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Nine
The Head Councilman’s office was in the borough of Gilgamesh, as the previous Head Councilman — the original Head Councilman — had decreed. The main Council Chambers were there as well, but on the other side of it, closer to the coast and what used to be New York, now known as the haunted district of Gilgamesh.
This let Zero looked out of the window and wonder at the sight of the city below. As a test subject of only fourteen months of ...
2023-06-20 13:54:32 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Eight
Consciousness arrived with no merciful transition. One moment there was the darkness of peaceful, dreamless slumber, and the next moment Lucas was awake with the sticky feeling of dry blood on his face and a certainty that he was going to go to hell when he died.
He was Catholic, so that last part was nothing unusual.
“Ugh.”
“Shuddup,” John muttered from beside him, still half-asleep.
They were both lying side-by-side on Joh...
2023-06-13 21:13:22 +0000 UTC
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Did some restructuring of the story, nothing major, but updates should happen more often now that I'm not making 8k words per chapter on average.
2023-06-11 01:33:45 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Seven
There was an abomination against good sense standing outside the window.
Quadruped with wings, it had the head and wings of a pigeon, but the body and grubby paws of a possum, all tied together in grey fur and feathers that reflected the light in greens and purples, with bits of black fur-feathers around its beady black eyes. It was framed by the early morning sun, and would have looked majestic if one ignored the fact that it was filthy disease-carr...
2023-06-11 01:32:53 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Six
“Well,” said Crane. “Shit.”
That summarized the situation pretty well, in Luke's opinion.
Devonte Crane was a man in his forties. Black-skinned, bald and clean shaven at all times. He was tall and lithe, though the few occasions that Lucas had seen him shirtless had shown a rather impressive musculature that came from years of exercise.
At that moment, he’d been wearing a loose shirt under a jean jacket with its sleeves rolled up,...
2023-06-11 01:31:26 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Five
Three minutes and forty seconds later, Doctor Phan and Zero went their separate ways. The good doctor had to report his progress to his superiors, meaning Zero had the rest of the day to go about his business.
The Academy was large.
Large enough that the building and its surrounding campus occupied 12% of Third York borough of Odysseus. Granted, this district was mostly natural, consisting of little but farmland, the Academy’s campus and vast ...
2023-06-11 01:30:12 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Four
Gibson Heights, to the unprepared, was a nightmare that bordered on the Escher-esque.
The DeRose apartment was the only actual living space in their building’s thirty-fourth floor. Everything else had fallen apart or been turned into a business. Just outside Lucas’ door was a ramen shop, opposite to a thrift shop and next to a tattoo and piercing parlor. Everything else was uninhabitable like a foreign planet.
Lucas moved out and towards the...
2023-06-11 01:28:43 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Three
The world had been made untamed, left wild and scarred.
The road the caravan crossed was unstable and shattered, a line of concrete put together from what had remained after the tungsten rain had ended. The terrain surrounding it was nothing but sand and craters, silica bent into odd glass formations that bent out and reached up like the fossilized fingers of the Devil.
As Michael looked out, one hand on top of the steering wheel and the other ...
2023-06-11 01:27:46 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Two
The light, filtered through the fluids inside the glass tubes that ran throughout the room, dyed the room in a deep red glow. They ran across the walls and just under the ceiling, barely leaving room for the lamp lights.
Though at first glance the positioning of them appeared random, Zero’s experienced eyes tracked the way they all connected to the Thought Alternator, a block of mental at the end of the room.
Hundreds of wires expanded from it....
2023-06-11 01:26:53 +0000 UTC
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Chapter One
24 Hours Earlier:
Twelve-year-old Lucas DeRose woke up to the ringing of his alarm clock.
With trained motions, he immediately slammed his hand down on the device before he fully woke up, then laid completely still in bed, avoiding any motions that might cause creaking from the old springs under him.
His sleep-addled mind barely managed to process what his ears provided, but he scrounged up enough working neurons to deduct ...
2023-06-11 01:25:45 +0000 UTC
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The bodies were cold, and they had been for quite a while.
The crowds of onlookers, originally just a smattering of children watching from across the street — eyes wide, expressions blank and knees drawn up to the chest — had evolved into most of the neighborhood finally approaching the three corpses that had been there since around twenty past midnight.
Several police officers were already standing around, keeping order past the yellow line some industrious soul had already p...
2023-05-28 00:15:58 +0000 UTC
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24 Hours Earlier:
My alarm clock woke me up at eight thirty in the morning, half an hour before my mother woke up.
As was my routine, I immediately turned off the alarm and waited with an ear open in case I heard the creaking of mom getting out of bed. Once I was satisfied that I wasn’t going to hear anything, I got outta bed.
As quietly as I could, I went under my bed and removed a shoebox that was hiding a hole in the wall. Reaching inside, I pulled out ...
2023-02-01 17:54:59 +0000 UTC
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The bodies were cold, and they had been for quite a while.
What had previously been a collection of school kids watching from across the street — eyes wide, expressions blank and knees drawn up to the chest — had evolved into most of the neighborhood finally approaching the corpse that had been there since around twenty past midnight.
Several officers were standing outside the yellow lines someone had already produced, facing away from the body and keeping an eye on the popula...
2023-02-01 17:53:41 +0000 UTC
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When Billy, Farah and Yua all burst into Alice’s clinic, they found her sewing up a gash that cut diagonally across my chest, having just finished with Steph. Cass was already there, sitting in the corner, fuming and doing her best to not distract Alice as she paced around, frowning deeply and crossing her arms.
The clinic I’d bought and funded for Alice was spacious, well-staffed and supplied, and very quite hidden. Which was only natural, since it was a back-alley clinic for gangs...
2022-11-05 05:10:31 +0000 UTC
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The windows were fogged up, the driver’s seat was inclined all the way back, a song was playing through the speaker, and the lights of the city could be seen through the windshield, as the car was parked just outside of Gotham, overlooking it from a popular spot for couples.
All of these factors were ignored by Cass and I in favor of each other’s company.
Hands roaming under clothes, mouths pressed tight...
2022-10-05 01:01:36 +0000 UTC
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They were six when they met.
But the firs
2022-10-05 01:00:02 +0000 UTC
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It wasn’t a long wait. I’d barely had to struggle for a minute that felt like an hour before Batman, flanked by Nightwing and Robin, showed up in front of me again.
I was leaning my full weight against the wall, using my Stick ‘Em powers to stay more or less upright while I waited. The surprise from them using their grappling hooks to show up again so soon made me slide down a bit, but I stopped myself and corrected in time for them to walk up to me.
“Re—
2022-09-17 15:56:15 +0000 UTC
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Sam Reyes/Spider:
The so
2022-09-04 15:17:43 +0000 UTC
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Revolution: 1.4
She’s just a Johnson, I told myself, swaying in place as I held onto a handrail. You meet her twice at most. You do the job, you get paid, you never talk again. There’s nothing to be nervous about.
This had been my mantra for the past hour or so as I took the subway to the park where I’d agreed to meet with ‘Concerned Mother’, or as I’d have to call her for the rest of this job, ‘Mrs. Johnson’.
...
2022-07-09 05:47:45 +0000 UTC
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Revolution: 1.3
Dami’s apartment was more or less exactly what I expected.
There was a thick layer of dust, dirt and grime covering the floor that seemed to prescede my brother’s disappearance. Similarly, most of the sparse, cheap furniture that decorated the place had a layer of grey dust atop it.
There were a couple shelves, mostly holding various plastic knick-knacks designed to look like different cartoon characters, they kind you go...
2022-07-09 05:46:48 +0000 UTC
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Revolution: 1.2
“You look like hell.”
It took me a minute to process that I’d been spoken to. After hearing my alarm, I’d sat on my bed before my body moved without input from my mind and carried me through the motions of showering, tying my hair back, changing into a clean white shirt, putting on my dress shoes, tie and jacket, and walking out the building to the bus station.
Blinking guilessly, I turned to find Rusty standing there...
2022-07-09 05:45:37 +0000 UTC
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Revolution: 1.1
The small company bus was not designed for metahumans, despite the high amount of elves, orks, dwarves and trolls employed by MCT.
For some godforsaken reason, the whole thing was designed for people with human standard heights, which left the rest us to either bend to fit or jump to sit, even if I had it better than most elves by virtue of being a comparative shortstack.
That day I’d managed to wake up early for once and m...
2022-07-09 05:44:26 +0000 UTC
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Samuel Reyes/Spider:
We had gathered in Butcher’s office, slightly cramped but managing.
Farah was nervously sipping at what had been, at the start of the meeting, a pretty full glass of scotch that Butchie had offered her to cool her nerves. She was halfway through it and her hands hadn’t stopped trembling.
Billy and Yua were doing last-minute check-ups on their weapons, with Billy making sure all his ammo was properly stored and prepared and Yua checki...
2022-06-08 19:26:22 +0000 UTC
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Walking into Farah’s apartment was like stepping inside her brain.
Her door was metal, had a camera on the outside and opened with a buzzing noise a little after I rang the bell. It was far different than all the other doors I’d seen on the way in, and if my eyes didn’t trick me, it was custom-made.
Most of the walls inside were covered in shelves, and those shelves held dozens upon dozens of rigs and what I guessed were probably important computer parts, conneted by black, ...
2022-05-15 20:19:39 +0000 UTC
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