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This is an experiment to get my ass writing again. Whether I will ever actually use this in a published work or not remains to be seen, but I need to get myself motivated and I figure trying a bit of writing here might help. This will be the roughest of Rough Drafts. I Hope folks enjoy. I'll try to write at least a paragraph each day. Let me tell you something about superhero costumes; they work best in certain situations. Most of us, superheroes that is, are in good physical shape. Even if your powers aren't physical in nature, you end up dodging, chasing (or fleeing), punching now and
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This thread is for various narrative snippets related to HtbM, as the whim to produce them takes me.
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"This is stoopid.", Rook said again for at least the tenth time. And that's only counting since they got into the sewers a few hours and many miles ago. Nevertheless, he uttered it with full commitment and deep disgust as if for the very first time, pronouncing every word separately to exaggerate his New Yorker accent, clearly communicating to anyone who cared to listen that he truly and sincerely believed that the current undertaking of himself, the seemingly ageless John Wrath (the self-styled "Solo Avenger"), the eerily silent Sybyl, and the head and de-limbed torso of War-Man held aloft in
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Author’s Note: Warning, political content (duh). Storylines are a reaction to the election of Trump and political trends in America that the author is not a fan of. Craig is a very political character, and I don’t shy away from current events. Judge this as you will, or skip the story if the subject matter repels you. The VIPER commander was halfway into The Speech. You know the one. After a decade, they sound like a broken record; after two decades, they’re as mind numbingly repetitive as the dance music at Caprice. After three decades, they’re as bad as a political echo chamber s
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More fiction. Purge is the creation of @Reldin .Warning: Some not nice language. A stream of consciousness experiment. Inspired by some art I commissioned recently. (Art by Vincentius Matthew). ___________________ My town. I’d walk into fire for you, Vancouver. And today, I’m doing just that. And the fire strikes me, red as an angry sun. Holes burn in my uniform. Holes burn in my skin. The smell of human flesh, charred and toasting, wafts into my nostrils. Who are these people? The Men in black, armed with red lasers. Slipstreams of sunheat,
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I thought I linked this earlier, but I don't see it on the boards. For the patient with a lot of spare time on their hands. Apologies if I did link it earlier and I'm just too klutzy to find it. Omniback.pdf
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(Author’s Note: Politics warning, some violence, mildly suggestive content. A companion piece to Politics, Damn Politics.) The man stood at 6’9” and bordered between athletic and muscular. Blond haired, blue eyes, and beautiful, and quite, quite naked, there was something else that set him apart from his breed, a certain presence, a je ne sais quoi. There was no kindness in those blue globes. His skin was hot, as if it would burst into flames at any given moment, and the power of those muscles was unfathomable. "Ladies and gentlemen,“ a voice proclaimed. The room was a ster
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The Return "My name is Liberty," The airborne Patriotic Super Heroine introduced herself with the American Flag flying proudly behind her, "May I help you? She was addressing two men and a woman, all dressed in black, who hovered in the sky in front and just below her, whose flight she had intercepted just short of the White House. From the scant information she had received before doing so they had come from outer space. The fact she seemed to be the only Superhero in Washington, D.C., was something Liberty pushed to the back of her mind. "My name is Aurora,"
