01
Sep/2008

by maded

"Do it, Robb Kendall, and you're a F-BOMBING DEAD MAN!" Liam shouted, sweat running down his face and spittle flying from his lips.

I was pressing the barrel of a .45 automatic into the underside of his chin while his goons pointed their own guns at me when he said it.  I smiled at them over his shoulder.

"Fucking crazy-man!" Dashing Matt was saying under his breath, the gun trembling in his hand as he glanced down at the corpse of the man whom I had just killed with a quick u... Read More

16
Aug/2008

by MitchBrock

Here is the intro into the game.
If you like it, let me know if you would like to play in the PBP game.

It is the distant future. The year is 2311. You are Beta Humanoids in the service of Dark Step Incorporated. Dark Step is a small corporation, which only owns colonies on three worlds and two moons in a star system 14 light years from Earth. Dark Step specializes in Beta Human engineering almost exclusively for Justifiers. They are steadily growing as the name in leasing Justifiers... Read More

01
Aug/2008

by maded

I wasn't sure what exactly I was planning to do once I found Liam Gallagher and his gang.  All I was thinking about, really, was getting Eileen away from them.  Alright, and maybe a little bit of hard love for Vern's face from my fist.  The metal one.

That's the thing about Ranger training.  It taught me flexibility, adaptability.  It taught me to act independently and outside of any plan, much more so than any other military training woul... Read More

16
Jul/2008

by maded

Polly had been kind enough to hire a cab to have dropped me off wherever I would like.  She'd provided me with fresh clothing, of a cut which I was completely unfamiliar but was certain was well beyond my budget..  I would have felt rather out of place walking from the cab and into the neighborhood surrounding my apartment building in Huyton so I'd had the cab drop me in Halewood, which is a bit more upscale.  From the looks I was getting even in Halewood, though, m... Read More

15
Jul/2008

by maded

I awoke, unsure of exactly how I had made it home.  My head was still groggy from the beating.  Rays of sunlight filtered into the room through the yellow drapes.  I raised my cybernaughtic arm up over my eyes, the cool metal shielding me from the piercing sunlight.  But almost as soon as I raised it, I dropped my arm.

I wasn't home. My apartment had no yellow drapes.  My bed didn't have silken sheets in warm, sunny pastels.  As... Read More