I wrote this little story inspired by this art piece. Enjoy! By Alan Craddock, 1984 “Ughn...” The brunet man grunted in frustration as he pulled his head out from underneath the control panel and got up to his feet. His yellow uniform had burn scars and grease on it. “...how bad is it?” The woman standing nearby asked, wearing a uniform like his own. The man looked at his auburn-haired compatriot. Her gray eyes bore into him, and her arms were crossed. “Well...” He waved his wrench at the control panel. “Engines are shot. Radio is recoverable, but I will need time to repair it.” “So essentially, we're...” “To use an ancient Earth phrase, we are boned.” Charles Terrence announced. “Terrific.” Jennifer Anderson sighed, uncrossing her arms. “How long do you need to fix the radio?” “Could take a couple hours.” Charles said, grabbing a red box by its handle and placing it on the control panel. Jennifer nodded. “Alright, I'll take a look around, see what further damage we
The SuperStarr Chronicles: Chapter 1 by L1701E, literature
Literature
The SuperStarr Chronicles: Chapter 1
Disclaimer: All characters belong to their owners. This is just for fun. Author's Note: Hey there, everyone! L1701E here! I thought it would be fun to do a revamp of one of my favorite older fics: “The Starr Chronicles”. It was one of the longest fics I ever wrote, going over 100 chapters. I looked it over sometime back in a fit of boredom, and I found myself still liking it, but I felt it could still stand some improvement. Hopefully, you'll all enjoy this new version. Continuity Note: This is set a couple of days after the events of the events of the X-Men: Evolution episode “The Cauldron”. Chapter 1: Arrival, Part 1 Out in space Normally, the orbit of Earth was rather peaceful. There was space junk and satellites, but in general, it was peaceful. However, that peace would not last for very much longer. Because a spaceship streaked its way through the solar system. The spaceship's body was in the vein of a long dark blue rectangular box, but with a wedge in the front. The
Pinball'd
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters are my own.
Ping! Ping! Ping!
Hard rock music blasted from the pinball machine as the smirking young man sent the small silver ball flying into the bumpers. The smell of pizza being made wafted through the air of the pizzeria.
"Yeah! I got the high score, baby! Again!" Ron Ritchie grinned, his sandy blond hair falling over his eyes. He quickly paused to brush his hair out, but continued playing.
"Hey come on, Ritchie!" A young boy whined. "Let us play!"
"Yeah, there's only one pinball machine here, man!" Another boy exclaimed. "Let us have a turn!"
Ritchie continued playin
Meet the Wolf,
Chapter 2: Welcome to Oklahoma City!
The truck drove into the city. Bianca looked around in fascination at the big buildings through the windows of the truck's camper shell. The buildings appeared to be steel melded with trees, making the city look more like a giant forest.
Wow... The Lycan thought as she gazed at the buildings. Not many big buildings like this back home... The truck was slowed up by the traffic, which allowed a lull.
"I can't believe she did that." Alan shook his head in disbelief. "I cannot believe she snuck into our truck like that."
"What amazes me is that neither of us noticed her." Josh pointed out.
Meet The Wolf
Disclaimer: All characters are mine. There's some slight violence and language, but hardly anything horror-level. It's just in case.
Author's Note: After re-reading through this, I felt I could do this better. Much better. As such, I decided to edit it a bit. Hope you like the edits I made.
BLAM! BLAM!
Another zombie's head exploded thanks to some buckshot.
"Blasted zombies..." The shooter muttered. He scowled at a pair of zombies staggering towards him. He calmly pulled a couple of shotgun shells out of a bandolier that crossed his leather jacket-covered chest. He aimed and fired, killing the two undead beings. He looked ar
I wrote this little story inspired by this art piece. Enjoy! By Alan Craddock, 1984 “Ughn...” The brunet man grunted in frustration as he pulled his head out from underneath the control panel and got up to his feet. His yellow uniform had burn scars and grease on it. “...how bad is it?” The woman standing nearby asked, wearing a uniform like his own. The man looked at his auburn-haired compatriot. Her gray eyes bore into him, and her arms were crossed. “Well...” He waved his wrench at the control panel. “Engines are shot. Radio is recoverable, but I will need time to repair it.” “So essentially, we're...” “To use an ancient Earth phrase, we are boned.” Charles Terrence announced. “Terrific.” Jennifer Anderson sighed, uncrossing her arms. “How long do you need to fix the radio?” “Could take a couple hours.” Charles said, grabbing a red box by its handle and placing it on the control panel. Jennifer nodded. “Alright, I'll take a look around, see what further damage we
The SuperStarr Chronicles: Chapter 1 by L1701E, literature
Literature
The SuperStarr Chronicles: Chapter 1
Disclaimer: All characters belong to their owners. This is just for fun. Author's Note: Hey there, everyone! L1701E here! I thought it would be fun to do a revamp of one of my favorite older fics: “The Starr Chronicles”. It was one of the longest fics I ever wrote, going over 100 chapters. I looked it over sometime back in a fit of boredom, and I found myself still liking it, but I felt it could still stand some improvement. Hopefully, you'll all enjoy this new version. Continuity Note: This is set a couple of days after the events of the events of the X-Men: Evolution episode “The Cauldron”. Chapter 1: Arrival, Part 1 Out in space Normally, the orbit of Earth was rather peaceful. There was space junk and satellites, but in general, it was peaceful. However, that peace would not last for very much longer. Because a spaceship streaked its way through the solar system. The spaceship's body was in the vein of a long dark blue rectangular box, but with a wedge in the front. The
Pinball'd
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters are my own.
Ping! Ping! Ping!
Hard rock music blasted from the pinball machine as the smirking young man sent the small silver ball flying into the bumpers. The smell of pizza being made wafted through the air of the pizzeria.
"Yeah! I got the high score, baby! Again!" Ron Ritchie grinned, his sandy blond hair falling over his eyes. He quickly paused to brush his hair out, but continued playing.
"Hey come on, Ritchie!" A young boy whined. "Let us play!"
"Yeah, there's only one pinball machine here, man!" Another boy exclaimed. "Let us have a turn!"
Ritchie continued playin
Meet the Wolf,
Chapter 2: Welcome to Oklahoma City!
The truck drove into the city. Bianca looked around in fascination at the big buildings through the windows of the truck's camper shell. The buildings appeared to be steel melded with trees, making the city look more like a giant forest.
Wow... The Lycan thought as she gazed at the buildings. Not many big buildings like this back home... The truck was slowed up by the traffic, which allowed a lull.
"I can't believe she did that." Alan shook his head in disbelief. "I cannot believe she snuck into our truck like that."
"What amazes me is that neither of us noticed her." Josh pointed out.
Meet The Wolf
Disclaimer: All characters are mine. There's some slight violence and language, but hardly anything horror-level. It's just in case.
Author's Note: After re-reading through this, I felt I could do this better. Much better. As such, I decided to edit it a bit. Hope you like the edits I made.
BLAM! BLAM!
Another zombie's head exploded thanks to some buckshot.
"Blasted zombies..." The shooter muttered. He scowled at a pair of zombies staggering towards him. He calmly pulled a couple of shotgun shells out of a bandolier that crossed his leather jacket-covered chest. He aimed and fired, killing the two undead beings. He looked ar
Current Residence: Upstate New York Favourite genre of music: Classic rock and metal Favourite style of art: Old-school comic style Operating System: Windows 7 Favourite cartoon character: Too many to list here. Personal Quote: "I'll mace you good!" - Homer Simpson
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George Perez, Neal Adams, Dan Jurgens, Tom Grummett, Mark Bagley, Ron Frenz, Jack Kirby
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I have far too many to list
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AC/DC, Queen, Def Leppard, Foreigner, Styx, etc.
Favourite Writers
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Kurt Busiek, Roger Stern, Stan Lee, Clive Cussler
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Wii, XBox 360, Playstation 2
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Other Interests
Comics, video games, movies, Star Trek, Star Wars, 1970s and 1980s pop culture in general
I love Shovel Knight. It is such a great game. So many other people love Shovel Knight too, because the titular character has managed to make his way to appearing in many other games, like Brawlhalla and Blaster Master Zero. His popularity was so great that he even managed to become an assist trophy in Super Smash Bros. Ultimate.
But what about the other characters in the game? After all, Shovel Knight was not the only character in his titular game. There was Shield Knight and the members of the Order of No Quarter, for example. Shovel Knight had been given expansions that focused on several members of said Order, which expanded on the main
Like many a long-running video game franchises, Mortal Kombat has managed to make its way to other forms of media outside of video games, most notably the 1995 film (which is awesome) and its 1997 sequel (which...exists), as well as the upcoming reboot film coming next year.
Another medium that the franchise has touched is animation. The first Mortal Kombat animation was a direct-to-video prequel to the 1995 live-action film. In 1996, the animated series Mortal Kombat: Defenders of the Realm was broadcast. It lasted only one season, and got panned by critics and franchise fans. It did introduce Quan Chi to the world, though. And now, in the
Today is the last day of January!
Yeah, I know. Is surprises me, too. It seems like this month just raced on by faster than a Formula One car with a rocket engine strapped on to it...driven by Sonic the Hedgehog on speed.
I just want to say I hope all you readers of this had a good January. If you did not, hopefully February will be a better month for you.
Just to be clear, I am not one of those incels. And I am not sexist and not racist either.
It's just that whenever any celebrity says something that even remotely implies that they are bigots, I get really suspicious.
I mean, Chuck Norris turned out to be a homophobe, John Wayne turned out to be racist, and Mel Gibson turned out to be anti-semetic. Makes me worry about how many other bigots there are out there in Hollywood.
If you have any evidence that Brie Larson is not racist or sexist, I am willing to listen.