Shadow Stalkers: Thymion Pt. 10
At the controls of the corvette was a war tattered crew led by a Thymion wolf that looked like he tried to make love with a cheese grater. The captain was Damian William Wolfen. Scar tissue polka-dot danced across his exposed, naked body. His right eye...
Shadow Stalkers: Jinx Pt. 10
The [i]Jinx[/i] was plugged directly into Impart Station's communications network, allowing the station control to communicate with each docked ship without interference. When JD had been given the green light to bring the ship's systems back online by...
Shadow Stalkers: Thymion Pt. 21
Asteria was the one to answer the door, datapad in one hand, a fluted glass of blood in the other. She leaned against the door jamb and looked him up and down, pouting and sucking at her teeth as she studied him; this was only the second time she had...
Bone King: Drunken Shenanigans [Pre-Apocalypse]
**Base Omega, Northern Front Line: Conningstone County** How they did it, he didn't know. Why they were doing it, he also didn't know. What their ultimate goal was, he wasn't sure of either. He was, however, quite certain that they were...
Shadow Stalkers: Thymion Pt 13
Angelica watched as a tendril of flat muscle uncurled from the dock master's lower sleeve. It looked like a large tongue that was coated in a layer of fine, blue fur with tiny suction cups nestled within, flexing as they investigated the single cut...
Shadow Stalkers: Thymion Pt. 11
The mines were left anchored in voidspace, the Undervilde task force spread out in twos and threes, the carrier hanging back, ready to deploy its wing of starfighters. Even though they were safely hidden within voidspace, everyone was tense, waiting...