A new Game Day Phase 2 story is up.
At this point, Gears and I would really like to invite other writers into the mix. Seriously, it's fun for Gears and I to be writing this stuff, but you know… the more the merrier.
A new Game Day Phase 2 story is up.
At this point, Gears and I would really like to invite other writers into the mix. Seriously, it's fun for Gears and I to be writing this stuff, but you know… the more the merrier.
I would like to, but I'm not on the "Approved Writers List" despite my request. :(
Let me clarify: there is NO APPROVED WRITERS LIST FOR PHASE II. Feel free to contribute any short stories you would like!
Is there any set storyline you'd like us to somewhat stick to?
The flipside of collaborations….without enough structure there's chaos, but with structure it tends toward inactivity due to people being nervous about contributing. This was a great segment though.
Nicely done. ^_^ And we get to see Nobody in action.
I think they just hit her with a cocktail of the strongest broad-spectrum antbiotics and anti-virals they have. Which, considering it's the Foundation, is pretty damn strong. There's mention of that as a possible containment plan in her article.
Giving bearhugs to the unsuspecting since 1872.
You made me feel bad for Vector for 5 seconds, then made me regret it immediately. I don't know who I'm more angry at, you or her.
Couple of typos: "shsttered" and "coarse."
Unless that second one is purposeful for accent's sake.
I concur. I was actually drafting a comment in my head halfway through - something like, "You've taken this wannabe supervillain and made her into a sympathetic character - very nice," or something like that - and then [REDACTED because I spoiler'd. Sorry]. So, yeah. Screw you, you emotionally manipulative genius.
One thing I have with that, it would require Vector to actually introduce staph inside the flesh to cause necrotising faciitis - love that one, by the way - which would mean she somehow forced the bacteria into the flesh, and I doubt even mind-controlled bacteria can accomplish that. Unless they were really pointy bacteria.
Incidentally, the bit Boomer is humming is from a old, OLD web cartoon thing, involving a poorly drawn animated chicken dancing…then being blown up. It…just seemed to fit.
A fat bomb maker with an abused personal life is interested in cartoons? It fits.
You have to reference lotion on the skin now, you do know that, right?
Ambition. See, you two lunatics would be more than happy to gut me, kill off your rival, and set yourself as Emperor Of All That Is. Then again, you're both bloody hedonistic bastards. It's in your nature to take all you can get your hands on, and that's both useful and amusing. However, if you rule all that is… what then? How many families can you burn and force into auto-cannibalism before the blush wears off? How long can you bask in the admiration and fear of a planet before it just wafts into the background?
Is this a reference to the Uncle restaurant SCP? I can't recall the number.