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[benchilada]

            I’m not certain what to do with it.

You see, in one of the boxes that my grandfather left behind was a strange gun, rounded and very rusty. It weighs several pounds and has knobs and dials along the side. If you put your ear against it, you can hear it quietly humming, and on its side is a dark and cracking piece of masking tape, upon

Comments

[sydusa]

I like this story! It leaves me wanting to read more. Have you ever submitted your writings?

[benchilada]

Yep. I've gotten some nice rejections, but I regularly sell some non-fiction things to SHONEN JUMP and am in the Planning Stages of getting a Sir Reginald comic anthology together.

[draggonlaady]

Hey, I just told a guy he should come read your stuff and draw his impression of Sir Reg for you :)

[benchilada]

YAY!!!

[draggonlaady]

oh, that's creepy. resist the urge, man!

[g0dz17la]

Does it look kinda like this?

[benchilada]

I am Uatu, Galactic Whiney Bitch.

[g0dz17la]

Hey. Quit watching me eat.

[nyhamsterhouse]

Bravo, dahling :) Great mood. Do we get more?

[benchilada]

Not from this story, nope.

[benchilada]

Well, now if you read the rest of the comments page, you may find that's wrong now...

[funranium]

That makes me want to write more benStone inspired Fun With Time Travel, or general societal reprecussions of irresponsible Ultra-Science(TM).

[benchilada]

Why are you sitting here yammering when you could be awesoming?!

[funranium]

Thy will is done.

[draggonlaady]

I second ben's motion--bring us the back story of the irresponsible Ultra-Science(TM) that ended up with this gun :)