23 hours crouched in this stew of piss and blood and mud with only this beefed-up Timex of a robot for company. My buddy’s tin voice echoes round this grave of a bunker, counting down to destiny, whether it be glory or death. Failure is absolute annihilation.
“13 minutes and counting.”
Fuck.
Right, there’s [...]
Archive for October, 2007
Countdown
Posted in Fiction, tagged mutants, robots, sci-fi, time, war on October 20, 2007 | 3 Comments »
Cleanliness
Posted in Fiction, tagged cleanliness, sex, showers on October 18, 2007 | 1 Comment »
The problem with waking up on a weekday morning in a stranger’s house is that other people are usually animals. This morning I am led next to a guy whose stubble looked suave and designer in the beautifying light of a bar, but now in the curtained morning light is one of many obvious [...]
Wide Red Belt
Posted in Fiction, tagged fashion, love, regret on October 15, 2007 | 1 Comment »
She wears a wide red belt, designed to accentuate the hips she doesn’t have, over an Eighties style black dress, the hula-hoop neckline showing half a shoulder of oakish skin adorned with strands of straightened hair. It drips from her awkwardly positioned head, a vision of mock coyness, splattered with a sickening amount of [...]
Timmy and Gary
Posted in Fiction, tagged butterfly, damsel, minstrel, polar bear, timmy and gary on October 11, 2007 | 1 Comment »
Timmy the Minstrel’s imaginary polar bear buddy Gary sang the next line of the melody to him, “The Princess stranded in the tower, the base of which is burning”.
They both agreed that the story was building to an epic ending, the audience would be gripped with excitement when Timmy performed this one. When it’s [...]
