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The aurora borealis, the moon, and the Dog Star, illuminated the rolling waves of white snow. The unexplored landscapes beckoned the mariners momentarily, but each man understood the innate cruelty of the environment below. Thus, each [...]
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A polished silver floor made Tad’s sandals squeak. The pleasure level was populated by clusters of dinning room chairs and tables, and lounging areas with comfortable chesterfields. A group of males had a couple of [...]
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They walked inside the viewing room of a laboratory. A pretty, young, and naked receptionist named Hoshi, stood up and greeted them. Her breasts were small, yet marvelous in their upright display, like two [...]
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London – One Earth Committee Building
“What news from the eastern border?”
“We are drawing up a plan to liberate the lands lost in Russia, Sir?”
“We are not ‘Sir’!” [...]
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New American Republic – Home of the President
Ratchet sat across the kitchen table from Edgar Good and his wife Patricia. Heavy on both men’s minds was the ominous army of kill-bots that the Indo-Chinese [...]
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Meanwhile, Back in Hell…
“Portal 234!”
A simply beautiful Japanese girl scampered across the room and embraced Tad. Tad recognized her voice. She sounded like the out-thoughts of [...]
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Stanley Park – Vancouver City State
Walter Newman walked up to a large native man sitting on a bench. “Excuse me, is your name Big Stick?”
Big Stick took a slurp of his [...]
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Meanwhile, Back in Hell…
“Tad!”
“Smashing!”
Smashing wore a black bikini with a 100 carrot diamond dangling above her vagina on a silver chain. The diamond caught the light and colors of the world around them, [...]
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Vancouver City State – Galahad’s Apartment
Dispatches from the dissident vloggers from within the borders of the Indo-Chinese Empire were becoming more sporadic. Money checked the independent news [...]
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Vancouver City State – Tim Horton’s
‘Cook? No. Chicken Plucker? No. Waiter? No.’ Fat cop stirred his coffee staring glumly at the help wanted ads. His cruiser was parked outside the donut shop. The sky [...]
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Back in Subterranea
Marco Polo, Tad and Bongos walked into a classroom.
Orion shook his hand enthusiastically. “FE Galahad, I’m a big fan!”
Tad thought it was a bit [...]
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The AMC Maglev passed through the concourses of project 2, 3, and 4, then the production facility of Cosmos Materials Co., each a flicker of light in a few minutes journey. The maglev pod [...]
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Galahad woke up in Smashing’s bed. He stared somberly at his backpack on the floor; it implied departure, responsibility, risk, tremendous effort, and submersing himself into the [...]
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Tad Returns to Vancouver
“Thomas Jefferson?” Money smirked. “No offence kid, but that’s not a very original free-name. You might as well pick John Galt. There’s over 1000 John Galt’s in the [...]
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