This entry is part of 33 in the series Current
The gunfire started up outside just as Improv was passing through the mirror gate and while Kali was waiting her turn to go through with her own bin.
“What’s that?” she asked, looking around in a mild panic.
“Freeland House’s automated defenses,” Barn Owl replied, extending his high-tech wings. “The bad guys must have reached the grounds.”
Mark chewed his bottom lip and did his best to square up his shoulders, though he fear made itself obvious in his voice. “They’re coming now? For real? And the ones guarding the way out are us?”
Urban Ranger was quick to put a steadying hand on his shoulder. “Relax. You wouldn’t have been sent in at all if Codex and the rest of us didn’t believe you could handle it. Just be on your guard and be ready to fight.”
“Besides,” added Barn Owl, “You’ve got us veterans here to back you up.” No sooner were the words out of his mouth than a resounding thump sounded and he pitched forward. Urban Ranger took her compound bow off her back and extended it, drawing and nocking an arrow in the … Continue reading
So during the four months I was living in motels looking for a home, my only solace was the free high-speed wi-fi and the various free streaming services. I’ve watched a lot of stuff. I’m even up to date on modern shows I wanted to watch like The Flash, Supergirl, the Librarians, etc.
And I’ve watched a lot of anime. Lots. Like so much anime.
The thing about anime is that it’s a mine field. Saying you’re going to watch some anime is like saying you’re going to watch live action western television: there are so many different genres and styles and brands of humor and drama that you could get anything just picking up a random series. Add in certain proclivities not necessarily in Japanese culture but in the anime and manga culture, and one wrong step and you can be deep in weird-ass panty-sniffing, underaged-girl-obsessed terrible. Even a lot of good or even great shows often have way too much jiggle and fan service.
And if you’re a fan of the medium, you build up a certain tolerance to all that. Otherwise you’ll miss out on some real gems like A Certain Magical Index or Spice and Wolf, … Continue reading
This entry is part 1 of 33 in the series Current
The free-lev systems of another Tome carrier exploded as a series of red beams from Lady D ripped through them. Half the attacking fleet had dropped their cloaks to divert power to their own standing field generators. A good quarter of them were now already on the ground or slowly sinking in that direction.
Rebound leapt out of the cockpit of the craft he’d attacked and was caught by a vortex called up by Zephyr. A moment later, a blast of air cannoned him into the side of another carrier. He struck the standing field and rolled to standing atop it.
“Looks like my trick’s not gonna work twice,” he reported over the comms, “I’m going to try and hammer my way through like they’re doing to the Freeland House shields.” Dropping to a knee, he began pounding the shield with rapid-fire blows with his fists. The shield flashed and rippled, but failed to give. “No good.”
“Move back. Let me try something.” Darkness flew overhead, a flickering glaive made of compacted black heat particles held fast in her hands. Keeping her breaths slow and steady, she … Continue reading
This entry is part 2 of 33 in the series Current
“This is Jennifer Li, NP5 coming to you live from out front of the property known as Freeland House, home of daughter of Brant Industries CEO William Brant, chair of Descendants Rights Worldwide, Headmistress of the Liedecker Institute, and suspected sponsor of the prelate team known as The Descendants where a truly bizarre phenomenon is unfolding. Flashes of light and booming in the sky; witnesses are reporting that it sounds like artillery fire and I’m not one to disagree.”
It was true. Bright flares were overpowering even the light of the sun in the sky above Freeland House, and with each one came a sound like thunder. The air itself seemed to vibrate as the frequency of the flashes slowly picked up speed.
Soon, they were a constant patter that completely drowned out the reporter’s voice.
If anyone at home could read lips, they would have discovered that Jennifer had just received word from the studio that News Provider 5’s war corespondent had identified the sights and sounds she was reporting on: coil-gun rounds striking a standing field.
And the noise inside was even worse.
“She could’ve … Continue reading
I did way too much work moving this week and wasn’t able to write. So no updates this week, but this is the last time, I promise.
This entry is part 32 of 33 in the series Current
When the LSI Headquarters had been a domestic government black site, it had been built with the idea of temporarily housing both high risk informants and prisoners for interrogation. So it came as no surprise that there were cells on the lower levels.
Given the nature of the threats LSI and specifically The Descendants dealt with, those cells were woefully inadequate even if they were in the business of keeping covert prisoners. At least they hadn’t been until they gained a voluntary one in the form of a centuries-old magical construct wearing the face of a friend.
Since the Manikin had no need for food or water, and no reason to exercise, she stayed alone in the locked cell reinforced by mystic wards with only the occasional visits from Laurel to interview her to provide company. Lisa had been skittish of coming face-to-face with her.
The normally invisible ward on the door flared to life before fading away. Moments later there was a beep and the magnetic locks in the door disengaged. Finally, the door opened and Lisa Ortega stood there, turned to a silhouette … Continue reading
Thanks to Arnold Schwarzenegger (it’s a very long story involving his sports festival forcing us to move hotels to one where writing on the laptop proved to be impossible) for a while, I’m going to need one more week to get new content written. Thanks for being patient and if you’d like to help, you can do so via the Patreon link to the left.
Next week guys, I guarantee it will be worth it.
Greetings loyal readers of this site.
If you’ve been following along, the past year has not been a great one for me. My mother almost died, we had to move a third of the way across the country, and we’ve been having trouble finding a permanent place to stay; having to live in a hotel for the past two months. Such problems have been evidenced by the lack of weekly articles, a less than stellar update schedule, and even fewer books being released.
The next two weeks are going to be especially difficult, as we’re going to have to switch hotels while still looking for apartments and I’m trying very hard to put together an IndieGoGo/Kickstarter/GoFundMe for World of Ere d20. I have a choice of taking this time off or having my work quality really fall off in the middle of the big anniversary story.
I choose the former. So there will be no updates for the first two weeks of March unless I can find someone to post in my stead.
I really need this and thank you all in advance for letting me take this time to try to shake off at least a few of the … Continue reading
Both Turmoil and Metal X receive reinforcments while phase two of Tome’s plan is about to begin… Continue reading
Apologies for the lateness, but the fight is on between Turmoil and Metal X while Tink deals with what’s happened because of her. Continue reading