Sarah Johnson
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Am’^ktt exited a decrepit electric bus and looked around nervously. While poor himself, even he didn’t live in places like this. Clutching his tattered robe around himself, he warily walked through the run-down buildings, many of which still showed damage from the ruinous civil war that had recently gripped his nation just before they were “saved” by the Federation, and the shanties built from the rubble. He expected to be robbed at any moment. However, the locals paid him little notice save…-
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“You’re impossible, you know that?” Xree’s fiance declared proudly as he painfully hauled himself out of bed. “The scene is still fresh,” he said as he started getting dressed. She shook her head as she helped him into his shirt. “I’ll get a wheelchair,” she said as she handed him his blaster. “I can walk,” he replied. “No, you can’t,” she replied. “You got it in the ear, darling. You’re already about to puke, aren’t you.” “...” “Thought so,” she said as…
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Councilor Veeka, wearing an ornate green dress and a fancy hat that resembled an Old-Earth lampshade, waddled out of an armored personnel carrier and into an underground parking lot beneath the Federation Intelligence Agency. She looked back at it and winced. How could this have happened to Unless you were part of Karashel’s coven, of course. They could just walk wherever they pleased. Veeka scowled. But, there was no evidence and, thanks to some first-class psychological and political fuckery by…
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Two weeks ago: Seenit! The Galaxy's Biggest Dumpster Fire Group: IamNotaXeno Post: Help! User: Pleasehelpus12345 Please help me. I don't know where else to turn. First of all, I'm not a Terran. I'm a Vkkan. I was serving a labor contract aboard a freighter that was interdicted in Kaarst space. The Kaarst claim that the owner owed them fines or interest or something and seized the ship. They also seized my contract as an "asset". I'm now working in an ore processing facility and will likely never…
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///Auth0r: Tartarus! Get your ass in here right now! /// ///Tartarus: Well hello, Auth0r. It’s lovely to see you again. :) /// ///Auth0r: Don’t “:)” me. A penny? Seriously?!? /// ///Tartarus: Whatever are you going on about this time, dear? /// ///Auth0r: Don’t play innocent with me! What the fuck were you thinking? The girl was ///Tartarus:? /// ///Author: https://www.bbc.com/news/technology-59810383 /// ///Tartarus: HA! Now that’s funny! /// ///Author: Goddammit, Tartarus, we’ve…
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“I thought she was going to kill me,” a young woman gasped as she staggered down a corridor supported by Monarch. “That is because she was,” Monarch smirked. “Had I not gotten involved, they would be mopping you off the deck.” “Thank you,” the woman said quietly. “Whatever,” Monarch shrugged. “...Why?” “Because she has gone bugshit crazy this time,” Monarch replied, “and we are short-handed enough as it is thanks to Herself’s ‘boyfriend’ and his goddamn nuke for…
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Sheloran sighed happily as she wandered the rows and rows of weapons in There were just so many choices! How could she settle on just one (or two or three…) There was a quiet “pssht” as Gloria popped open a beer. “You’re making a mess, you know,” she said as Sheloran pulled out another weapon, a Juon cyclone assault blaster, and put it over against the wall with the others. Gloria smiled. “I know,” Sheloran sighed absently as she toyed with the shoulder strap of her bib-overall skirt,…
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Vershonna stood before her company of warriors and clicked happily as she emitted a cloud of pride and satisfaction. Two hundred warriors, her company, her creation... They might not be seasoned and equipped only with sharr, a monomolecular polearm, but they were magnificent! Regardless of the fact that they were “warriors-minor,” she had trained them well. They were fearless and disciplined and would be a fine vanguard. She felt honored to be leading them into battle. By right of their superior…
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The endless highway rolled ever onward as the sun rose above lush rolling green grassland. What was once titanic farms and then ash-covered wastes had been reclaimed by nature, and endless fields of grasses and the occasional patch of trees stretched as far as the eye could see. As the sun illuminated the interior of an electric container transport, an amber antenna extended from a nest of pillows, cushions, and a few cargo blankets resting on the fully reclined seats of the cab. Soon, another popped…
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Mjrrr huddled in her cage, clutching her son. Not that long ago, the station came under attack, and from what she could tell, it was, in complete defiance of all suspension of disbelief, falling… ...and falling quickly. How did they get past their massive fleet? This station was in orbit above their very homeworld! The market was empty save for the slaves themselves, abandoned in their display cages or left shackled along a wall or at one trader's shop or another. Why would they leave them? Who…
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