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Droids Just Want to Have Fun
Open log #380-421I was born Androxdroid 380.21、456000, commissioned by the home planet to surveil the planet earth.Having intercepted an interstellar instrument of the earth planet civilization, originally an unfamiliar entity, the Androx resolved to investigate said planet, its beings, and its ways.The Androx are the most scientific and technically advanced beings in many galaxies. Having intercepted an interstellar instrument of the earth planet civilization, originally an unfamiliar entity to us, Androxians resolved to investigate said planet, beings, and its ways, as true to their nature.P...
When one door closes another one opens
Mirella stood, holding her mug of coffee and staring out the large bay window that faced the front parking lot of the warehouse where she worked. She had www.onedoor.ccmade a mistake; the snow had picked up much quicker than she had anticipated. There was no way she’d be able to make it home in this blizzard, especially not with her little ‘05 Kia, she’d be blown off the road before she made it to the highway. Everyone else had left already, Mirella had planned on leaving over an hour ago but she had been trying to figure out a particularly stubborn accounting problem in their computers and had lost track ...
Finding Their Way
Finding Their Way by John Meiners, Jr. Pamela and Bob leave Community, LA around nine o'clock in the morning traveling down I-12 heading to San Antonio. It's snowing for the first time in almost ten years, and Samantha had called earlier warning them to be careful. Good news though, it wasn't snowing much past Baton Rouge. Both look forward to getting to know one another better. Pamela asks Bob about singing Blues on Jackson Square. She realizes it's a subject dear to his heart that he loves to talk about. He sings a little Sinatra to let her know he doesn't just sing the Blues. Pam...
Victor's Topknot
When Victor set out to get water, he had to do it without his gun – he had put it down someplace other than its usual spot and now it was nowhere to be seen. That'll teach me, he snarled to himself. Shit. First he'd been in this village for months without getting a single plague victim, let alone a single plague victim's scalp – what they called a “topknot” - and now he was going for water without his gun. Brilliant. But he had to have the water.He put on his armor and facemask walked out into the cold air. His neighbors took care of their chores – hoeing vegetable gardens, beating the dust ou...