Lots of Great Success in this batch (and lots of end of the world) tempered by two rather unfortunate failures in picking fare for Liana.

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I was resting in my bean bag chair, reading a book and idly masturbating, when there came a tapping at the glass. I almost crapped myself from sheer surprise ( Read more... )

We’re making our slow, careful way out of the City. The road is littered with debris, crashes, bodies of thousands who tried to evacuate. How many millions dead so far ( Read more... )

They came for us from the skies. As we knew they would ( Read more... )

When the call came, everyone sort of quietly looked around the room at each other, waiting to see if anyone was going to step up to go get the Old Man. When that didn't work, we agreed to an elimination round of rock-scissors-paper, but everyone chose scissors, then everyone chose paper, then everyone but me chose me. Assholes. I'd complain about ( Read more... )

A630C210C009 was in the middle of sealing yet another shipping crate when, quite suddenly and entirely out of nowhere, he processed an entirely new and unusual concept. "A22," he said to his peer in the packaging line (without breaking the pace of his sealing routine), "when was the last time you saw a human being?"

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I know now what I did wrong ( Read more... )

The town itself was much like any other on this side of the marshy plains - delightfully humid, marvelously rancid - but it differed from the last few burgs we scuttled through in at least one way: the grizzled old bug in the middle of the town square, planted atop a chunk of rock, shouting almost incoherently at anyone who would let their antennae ( Read more... )

Hello, Earth. We agreed not to comm anything backward through the wormhole, but being Comms Officer, I can bypass that decision very briefly ( Read more... )

How long we got? Eighteen minutes? Okay ( Read more... )