Randomization: The freshmaker
(Public) Laughing Bear Alhambra says, “I’ve already gotten fresh three times! I’m fresh enough.”
(Public) Laughing Bear Alhambra says, “I’ve already gotten fresh three times! I’m fresh enough.”
A medium-sized personal ship with a faceted appearance floats, tumbling slightly, bow over stern. it appears to be running on very low power consumption mode, even lower though than most usually do. On board, a human, Mikial Nachen, and his pet hawk, Vachok, slumber in suspended animation in their cryopods, an AI runs on low…
“I dunno,” the man in the fedora said, cig dangling from his pudgy lips as he shoved two meaty fists into his trenchcoat pockets. Raindrops trickled off the brim of his hat as Vechkov Prague studied the gray-black hull of the ship in berth seventeen of Drescher Interstellar Spaceport. “She’s a little roomy, don’t you…
As Kam waltzes into the Last Orders Tavern, she grins saucily over her shoulder to O’Dell. But as she glides over the threshold, her smile becomes a little more predatory, her dark navy eyes darting left and then right before they hone in on the bar. “Almost feels like home,” she comments lightly. Fedya’s smile…
Omar Panderyn is, at the moment, strapped into the main command station chair. He appears to be reviewing the baseline telemetry for the test module. Kinako comes drifting in from the crew compartment. “Kon’nichiwa, good afternoon, Panderyn-sama. You have been seated for some time, would you like to take a break for a stretch? Perhaps…
In the sixth installment, we go back 17 years to that time on Sanctuary when Jaxx ate a horrible batch of chili and had the strangest dreams! Enjoy, and spread the word! And if you’re not already part of the saga, join us via Slackpass!