20: Doomsday Approaches "Are you ready Gregor?" asked Miranda as she set up the power circle, placing a vial of fine powder at its core. "Yeah I'm good to go. So, what have you done to counter Igor's attempt?" asked Gregor. "I've placed a barrier enchantment over the doorway here so he can't get in. It will take him some time to get past it," said Miranda...
Lucas sat on the bridge of the Enterprise and frowned at the orbital chart. He was reminded, obscurely, of one of the many shitty 20th and 21st century spec-fic shows that Helen had crammed down his eyes during the long, slow, stately voyage to Arcadia. It felt like a thousand years before, like a lifetime ago. It was a time where magic was relegated to vids...
Annie managed to keep calm faced and quiet through a quarter of the meeting. She sat and listened as Dale laid out logistic and organizational missions to the living dead that sat around the table -- listening to them as they responded in turn. The people, the ghosts, the zombies, the revenants that Dale had brought to their headquarters in San Francisco, al...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan April 2014 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story is...
"You work here?" I said. "Yeah," my cousin Raven responded. I looked back at Lillian, incredulously. She had the same look. "You're related?" Lillian questioned, tilting her head. "Yeah," I said. "Distantly, but still..." Raven added. "Raven... you are a waitress here, right? You don't strip?" I asked her. My phone vibrated. It was Daisy. It read......
What happened. Wet, stoned, naked, sore, and covered in the ooze of some thorough fucking. I am out-of-work poor and have been since the economy crashed in 2008. I worked as a welder in an assembly plant in Albuquerque and was one of the last to be laid off as the factory crashed. I did not weld for almost three months. But I drew a paycheck for a full fo...
Jenna knew there was something more to the LuvBot Factory than the bubblegum brightness of the "official tour". The pink guide bot with hearts for pupils gave her the creeps, and as a reporter, she could smell bullshit from a mile away... After sneaking away from the bizarre trip through the facade, she used her athletic build and a multitool to pop open a g...
Just after I completed my graduation and returned back home, I was given the charge of managing the production line of our industry running on 24 hour round the clock basis. My duty will start from 8 in the night and end at 8 in the morning. However, being an engineer and the son of the owners, I had the privilege of choosing when to be at work. We had our...
Thank you to blackrandl1958 for creating this event. When I heard about the theme, I just about cried because I love the genre very much. So much, in fact, that I had to write two stories. Thank you to Pixel the Cat for editing, Bebop3 for the excellent feedback and D for the help and support. ***** Lola had platinum blonde hair that rested just below her...
This is the story of Rhea Antoine, an ordinary woman who encountered a gorgeous Trickster and was never the same afterwards. She's a factory worker in Oregon. A six-foot-tall, heavyset, large-breasted, wide-hipped and big-bottomed woman with dark brown skin and short black hair. She's been at the factory for ages. Life as a factory worker can be quite dreary...