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Number 900 found Morto. He was directly over Morto watching him rest. The cyborg took out the electric charged spiked rod and held it, unwavering over the human. Number 900: “You&r...
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Poor kid, poor kid— “Listen,” said Alphus fully wrapped up in blankets, with a fresh bowl of soup lying beside him, along with the two other bowls. “I am very happy that you a...
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Morto was hit hard by someone racing past him, Morto slid sideways, but was soon pushed back into the current of moving people…but he never said anything about it being…the way it appea...
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“Hi there.” Banister and Melanie turned to the voice. “Looks like you two are missin the party.” Banister turned back to focus on the sky. “Yea...
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What was wrong with the human? Why was he so? Some things the machines hadn’t implanted in him, things that at every passing minute aggravated him more and more, in his need to know everything....
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“Listen to me. Listen to me!” The irritated clone had enough and grabbed the loud mouth clone by his turquoise uniform and gave him a hard slap in the face. “Who do you think you a...
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It didn’t matter then, but it mattered now. Morto watched as Leopard, the sly bastard, slid his hand stealthily on Patricia’s leg. She and Leopard were talking with members of the Revenan...
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“Where is everyone?” asked Eva, as she raced through the halls with Adrien at her side. He guessed wrong, he guessed right: they were in this together, searing their flesh in flight. How...
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Uncle Baxter sat at his desk comfortably in his large office. Presently there was a knock on his door. “Come in!” Baxter’s nephew Robinson came into the room. ...
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Amalia looked into the distance at the coming soldiers. She was hiding behind a tree, with Murphy nearby, chewing on an apple. Amalia shook her head in amazement at the soldiers, who still hadn&rsquo...
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It was funny how bad he had to reach the restroom. In every direction that he tried to weave, thousands of people gathered before him to get his autograph or to touch him to see that he was real. He ...
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The young couple lived out in the woods, amidst only slight tension. The tension came from the death of the first born, and it was sore for both to think about. When Nadia came about, the couple bega...
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Romance, Humour
He was just spitting out fragments of nothing now, and he knew it. He could drum on his keyboard all day and it still wouldn’t make a difference. Inside, he knew he was missing something essent...
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Mystery, Romance, Science Fiction
She sat looking at him in the dull light. Above, cables slashed out at the couple. Their spaceship had been going across the nightly galaxy at ease, and comfort. He even had a case of cig...
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My marriage was in two hours and I forgot where the church was. My taxi driver, Edmund, didn’t even speak a word of common English. He said things like: “Thousts” and “Thys&rd...
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Stenson had been watching his watch for quite some time; finally, Berny hopped into his parked car. “Berny…Berny, I’ve been waiting a long time for you.” “L...
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Fantasy, Mystery, Science Fiction, Abstract, Poem
The fight could have been spelled a hundred different ways. Only one way really stuck out for me: Bad. Where was I going? Beyond Bad. A thick, grassy meadow whipped and curle...
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I got the call saying I could come to Texas. That seemed good to me, because at home I hadn’t felt like making another movie for a few months. Why not make a movie? Well, to tell you honestly, ...
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“It’s better to write without pressure,” I kept hearing my wife whisper in my ear. It had been the fourth month of my young marriage, and I had no real job. I told her, ...
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Morto gazed about himself: he was in the thickest of the jungle, and the mosquitoes didn’t get any less, or more peaceable. One came at him from behind the neck, the other to the back of his ri...
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Stepping onto his porch, a man observed the sign struck onto is door, saying: Unlawful Occupancy! Neither you nor your spouse has taken any vaccine! You are in direct violation of the New ...
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I'm writing now as I slur my speech and spill rum all over the keyboard. I hopped onto a ship and now it's making me…no, that's not right. I'm in an office…yes, I look around, the walls ...
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Mystery, Romance, Science Fiction
She sat looking at him in the dull light. Above, cables slashed out at the couple. Their spaceship had been going across the nightly galaxy at ease, and comfort. He even had a case of cig...
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