Tentacles Beneath the Sea
“We're going to die!”
Otto had rolled back into the cockpit when the nose of the airbus dropped towards the ocean below, and was now screaming in fear from where he had become wedged in beneath Steel's chair.
“Shut up, Otto,” said Steel with a
Covalent Blonde stared at the men in the tan uniforms. They were big and purple, and looked vaguely familiar.
If pressed she might have been able to rustle up a memory of a fight in a cheap bar on a backwater planet. But that had been three years
The Beast From 2000 Fathoms
Muluu, the last du'qot'na, waved at the party airbus as it lifted off. He saw Marc waving back from one of the windows.
All in all, it had been quite the religious experience.
The Riders of the Egg had had many questions and Muluu had
Three years ago.
Creegan looked up from the bar as the door opened.
He didn't see anyone enter, so he shrugged and went back to serving drinks. Fortunately, the drinks were simple affairs at the Head Shot. This was not an amateur's bar. It was the type of
Party Bus of the Gods
Muluu, the last du'qot'na in the galaxy, watched the party airbus descend onto the parking lot.
Muluu didn't know he was the last du'qot'na, of course. Nor did he know that, even now, the remnants of his race were either floating around in space,
Dirty Vexa, Crazy Covalent Blonde
Vexa piloted her stolen pink aircar into the jungle. She maneuvered carefully through the foliage, keeping a careful eye out for her prey. She didn't like being in the midst of all this...nature. She was a being of metal and circuitry, if one discounted her
When Worlds Go Boom
Five years ago Da'qot was a quiet, peaceful planet. Her people had been starfarers in the recent past, but after traveling to distant worlds and meeting new lifeforms and seeing new civilizations, they retreated back to their homeworld as fast as they could. It was
Race with the Cyborg
Princess Tasmin held on for dear life as Covalent Blonde raced the stolen aircar over the treetops. King Zixtik was in the back seat, clacking his pincers in the air fretfully and screaming, “Unable to translate! Unable to translate!”
Crabman language was a very intricate set
The Alien with Two Dicks
Balls O. Steel walked down the neon-lit streets of Paradisus, the largest city on Zaladon IV, the former pirate Gribbl on one side and Otto rolling along on the other. Marc was off finding some exotic new strains of weed to plug into his powered
Hard Ticket to Zaladon IV
The escape pod tumbled through space.
Here's the thing about space pirates: They're not an especially fastidious lot. They tend to keep their ship operational, but not necessarily in peak condition. Quite a bit of attention is paid to the guns and the armory, since pirates
Marc clanged down the hallway in his powered armor, looking for Covalent Blonde.
The first time that Balls had made him wear the armor, he was annoyed. He'd argued that Otto didn't have to wear any armor, but of course Otto was a brain encased in a globe that
Twenty minutes ago.
Princess Tasmin stepped out from behind the changing screen, wearing nothing but a white cotton shift and silver lace-up sandals. She grinned playfully and held up her wrists, which were bound by the manacles he'd given her earlier.
"So what do you think?" she asked.
Kell shrugged. "I