"Tonight we feast on Hiypret ( Read more... )

Only seconds after the air raid sirens began their cacophonous opus, the guards had retrieved Princess Feylien and her guest. The dining room had been within sprinting distance of a small trap door leading to a small maze of underground tunnels. She spoke hurriedly as they padded through twists and turns towards the bomb shelter, followed by four ( Read more... )

Goro, Lock, and Jeff hurried back to the ship. They wanted to get there before the authorities found them, but they had no idea that it was already too late. As the came around the corner to the hanger where their ship was located, they were immediately met with lights, sirens, and the sounds of weapons being pointed at them and ready to fire ( Read more... )

Sally peered over his makeshift barrier. The rival alien groups were still fighting. He reluctantly detached his rat cannon and left it on the ground. He needed a free hand to hold the chicken. Besides, he’d yet to see any rats or rat-like creatures around ( Read more... )

The lines of light that represented passing stars filled Brian's viewport. Suddenly, they began to coalesce into singularities.

Just as the ship appeared to be motionless, a map filled the HUD on his viewport. A small video was playing in the corner of the display.

"Welcome to the Rim, Brian," Xaxther's recording began. "Within 100 clicks of this ( Read more... )

When Doug came to, he was seated comfortably in a tall armchair. The first thing he noticed was Princess Feylein, dressed in a pale blue robe, seated on the other side of the room. Beside her stood four tall men, armed and alert. They were presumably palace guards. He saw that the room was lavish, with a bed and dark stained furniture. He ( Read more... )

Jeff and Goro walked into a nearby cafe. Jeff, who was still a little bit shaken up and blood splattered sat at the first open table he saw. Goro told him to stay there while he went and got them some tea. Jeff managed to clear his head a little bit and began to look around the cafe. He noticed aliens of various different species sitting around ( Read more... )

Jeff, Brian, and Doug had already been ushered out.  Sally remained, leaning against a wall and smoking a cigar.  He coughed a little.  He still wasn’t used to it ( Read more... )

"Hello Brian, welcome to the briefing room. I'll be your Tactical Lead for your mission. My name is Xaxther ( Read more... )

He had only been away from his friends for an hour, and already Doug wished they had not split up, that they had not agreed to help, that they had stayed off the stupid time-traveling ship ( Read more... )