Tales of an Original Character
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The Hedgerow
It wasn’t the sights nor sounds of Puyallup that bothered him, but the stench of decay mixed with chemical waste. For decades the urban sprawl had been a polluted dump, and yet here he was, squeezing past orks, elves, and half a dozen other varieties of metahumans to find his seat. “The race started ten…
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Child’s Toy
Sunshine warmed Ginger’s face as she leaned back against a cold marble pillar. The atrium of the tribal headquarters where she loitered hummed with slow activity. The Ancients elfs that had paid her a visit walked by, one sporting an eyepatch and the other a cast. They had been forced to attend the special session,…
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Shooting stars
“You said this was a simple repair job.” “It is. You’re just impatient.” Zaron generated a doorway in the middle of the dataspace to slouch against. Ahead of him at the summoned command center Charge worked at a hundred times the speed Zaron operated at. “It’s been half an hour.” “Ten minutes outside the dive.…
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Broken Doorknob
“And only ten seconds on the clock!” Opening the throttle on her newly modified Mirage, Ginger whipped around the last corner of the arena maze. All three rounds of her riot gun were spent, and in the heat and dust and flash grenades she was, too. Three offensive bikers closed in and she blazed towards…
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Microscopic
“There she is! Get her in here,” Evero spat. Securing the holster beneath his suit jacket, Zaron moved to open the glass office door for the boss’ secretary. Always impeccably dressed, after two days absent she showed up on time, Evero’s favorite cappuccino in one hand, and a white flowering potted plant sporting a sleek…
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Buried Key
In the pre-dawn, chittering of early birds replaced the pattering of rain and inhuman shrieks that had carried through a very long night. The dryad still slept. Tucked into her bed, the wounds on her neck and arms had finally stopped seeping. From her seat by the woman, Ginger watched beyond the veil as several…
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Shadowrun
“All Runners prepare to dive in 90 seconds.“ Zaron glanced up at the sterile white ceiling as the mechanical feminine voice ended the announcement. “To your stations, chummers.” Two Technomancers broke off from conversation at the order. They reclined at their individual monitoring stations, both to his right, and fit on helmets to begin connecting…
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Rain Cloud
“Why isn’t she there?” “She isn’t home yet. Clearly.” “You said she’d be back almost half an hour ago.” “Will you calm down?” Ginger hissed, swiping a hand down her rain drenched face and adjusting the drooping hood of her parka. “Her schedule never changes except for Saturdays. You wanted to do this on a…
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Forgotten Lyrics
“That’s the second shot you missed!” Zaron scowled and shrugged his stiff left shoulder as the ‘9’ billiard ball rebounded off the edge of the pocket. “Must’ve used all my luck up last night.” Ginger scoffed, giving him a cocky smile as she leveled her pool cue to take her shot. “You know, most guys…
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Sacred Spaces
Wind whipped up the empty beach, fresh and crisp as it buffeted Ginger atop her new bike. Freckled cheeks cold and flushed, she seemed unbothered by the chill. Low hanging clouds coiled through the evergreens crowning the cliffs overlooking yet another canon beach. The rocky coastline wound for miles in either direction, and there wasn’t…
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