

"Overpopulation in the Arc"We've been travelling for so long that I can barely remember how it feels to have real soil beneath my feet. For the majority of my life I've lived here, in this metal tin can. A huge arc as big as a city, well, I say city but who can remember cities anymore? The arc is all that we've known for over 60 years."Overpopulation in the Arc"
It saddens me that there are people here who have never been to a beach, have never felt the wind blow through their hair. Sure, we have ventilation systems that blow air around the dirty metal corridors of the arc, but it's not the same as feeling a summer's breeze on your face. Children are born here every day


Amber and the buttonAmber sat poised over the red button in front of her. She had no love of the Halkons, or at least the fakes ones she had just met. But still, launching a nuke to kill millions of people wasn't easy. Faces of innocent people she'd never met haunted her.Amber and the button
But she was here doing her job. The decision had been made by someone higher up the chain of command. The responsibility wasn't hers. All she had to do was push the button when they told her to. That's it.
How can you feel guilty if all you're doing is pressing a button?
Her palms were sweaty.
Finally the sign she was dreading came through. It
Egon, the farting Hamster WIP2
Egon, the farting hamster WIP1

The Pyrrhus Engine"I don't believe you have any right to complain, this device is a revolution! A triumph of science!" The mad-haired scientist gesticulated wildly, almost losing his balance several times. In his angrily flailing hand he clutched a small glowing box, which hummed softly to itself. The scientist's robotic lab assistant simply folded his steel arms and glared his cold glare. "I complain because we paid far too high a price for this." "Well, of course the price was high! Science isn't a mere child's game, it requires work and funds!! Lots and lots and funds!!" "No, that's not what I--" "Do you know how hard it was toThe Pyrrhus Engine


Teadance - Chapter Three3 ~ Pour Over the TeabagTeadance - Chapter Three
“And how long have these hallucinations been occurring Mr. Norwhich?” Ronald cast his face downward. He had gotten the impression that he would have been making a mistake, equal to that of asking an Elephant for road directions, by telling his Psychiatrist about the teaspoon. This was non-varied, and for similar reasons. Asking an Elephant for road directions would be a really complicated way to achieve the same result that Ronald found EVERY time he spoke to his Dr. Schetfield: A stinging pain in his forehead, resulting from bludgeoning his hea
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