Friday, 27 February 2015

Bounty Work



She’d hunted them for weeks, and now was her chance to strike.

After taking out the Bard, she crept towards the fire, and with simple movements she slit the throat of the Orc, the Thief, the Priest.

When she got to the Mage, the bodies vanished, the party surrounding her.

“We’ve paid the ransom for you, you don’t need to do this.”

She smiled.

“Very kind of you, but if I was doing this for the money, I’d be on my back in the Capital, much easier.” she explained as she plunged her sword through the Bard.

“But less fun.”

Thursday, 26 February 2015

Using Your Gifts



She was only just able to through the light enveloping him. Even with a tear running down her cheek, she smiled.

“I understand… You need to go.”

He looked conflicted, which made her giggle.

“Come on, you know as well as I do that your gifts… They can help the universe much more than you can help me. Go.”

After a moment more, he shook his head, and the light dimmed.

“No, screw it. Guys? Nerf me.”

There was a pause.

“You want to become a being from the Nerf nebula?”

“What? Geez, way to ruin the moment!”

“You're… Welcome?”

Wednesday, 25 February 2015

The Beckside Club



You don’t apply to join The Beckside Club.

There aren’t any advertisements in suitable publications, no discrete plaque above an oak panel door.

You either inherent membership (and make it through your provisional status) or you are carefully groomed and then offered membership.

Most members don’t know exactly what goes on inside the Club before they join, of course. They are instead given all the side benefits, the cash and opportunities that only Beckside can provide.

And only then, once they have enjoyed the fruit, are they shown how it is harvested.

Humanity needs leadership after all. Why not us?

Tuesday, 24 February 2015

Jupiter Mining



So yeah, the job itself is pretty simple, if you’re not able to afford the high end scanners and A.I. You fly out to the belt, and you wait until you pick up a rock. Then you head on over, latch on and then fly it back to high orbit around Europa or Io depending on which one will pay you best. Or if you’ve got cryopods, you could head to Mars or Earth even, us independent contractors sell to the highest bidder.

Now, on the other hand, if you find an Egg, that’s not so simple to deal with…

Monday, 23 February 2015

One Last Complication



He pulled up to the warehouse, letting the car idle as he let himself bask in his handiwork.

Quin Lin and Anosov were at this moment heading towards a bloody shootout. Sella was ‘helping the police with their inquiries’ while Hines would have to try and talk her way out of losing thirty million dollars in unmarked bills to her bosses, which everyone assumed had burned up with Pohl.

All that remained was the final complication of getting the cash out of the country.

He then saw a homeless woman dragging two suitcases out of the warehouse.

Two complications then.

Sunday, 22 February 2015

With Good Reason



I always knew the government was hiding shit from us. I wasn’t like everyone else, I knew that shit was going down.

So I spent most of my life digging around the deepest, darkest corners of the internet, and finally I found a page dedicated to exposing the truth. And while I already knew about the moon landing and the lizardman conspiracy, the schematics for a time machine? That I just had to build.

And I did. And I set it for just a few seconds for the test.

Turns out the Earth moves really far in a few seconds…

Saturday, 21 February 2015

Last Chance In Last Rites



“This is the finals of the Last Rites Tournament…” the announcer shouted as I tried desperately to hide the fact my left arm was broken. The woman in front of me was doing the same with her broken collarbone.

The sound of thousands of people silently watching intently was still off-putting, no matter how many kills I scored.

Still, I knew this was my only shot at freedom, so I met her eyes, intending to look fierce. But all I saw was a reflection of my own look.

So when the buzzer hit, we made a run for it together.