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How to Kick Start a Riooan Jump Ship
Katia's fur stood on end as she felt the emp run through the ship. The craft's engines and power all blipped off in the dark of space. They were sitting there adrift when all of a sudden, She popped up and said," Smokey! Do you have those vision flower clips?" He looked at her and nodded," Are you thinking the same thing I am thinking?"Zander, the cybernetically altered gorilla gripped the helm stand with his feet and said aloud with a thick British accent." I do believe that if you clip the wires just to the right of the battery pack it will jump start www.onedoor.ccthe backup power cells. If we don't , th...
The Memory Tree
It was never easy being married to one of the preeminent science fiction writers of our time, let me tell you. Emmett lived more for the interview and the adoring fan than he ever did for me. Don’t get me wrong, this isn’t a whining session or a pity party. I knew all this going in. I knew that the world had stolen his heart long before I’d gotten there, and that I would forever be relegated to the back seat of his life. I made my peace with that early on, and he and I learned to love each other in our own unique way. One Friday afternoon he called me up at the office and told me he was tak...
Bat soup
"crazy cooks" was the name of the smallest restaurant in the town. There was a man who always wore a hat and neck tie standing in front of it looking for customers. Everyone hated their menu. 'we need a secret ingredient' Said his wife who was always in the kitchen to his three daughters who were the waitresses. Yes, it was a family business. They looked everywhere for things the humanity never tested.. they invented meals and gave them funny names and before they knew it, people started to flock to the little space until it flooded. One day, one of their daughters decided to look for another ...
Space Pioneer
Devon tore out of the gymnasium; his heart was racing, and he could feel the tears burning in his eyes. He raced into the first open classroom he could find and hid himself behind the desk at the front of the room. “It’s not fair,” he thought. “With almost 50 million other kids in the country, they picked me.” Devon could feel his legs and arms shake as he curled into a ball and pressed his face into his knees. “This has to be a dream,” he thought. “There is no way they could make him do this, they were asking him to leave his family and his friends.” Devon was about as average as it came. He...