An Otter Fetish Club
Tsumi © StrawberryMog Robin © Russet Danning's Holt, the home of the otter Garn on a planet far removed from his normal hang out. A strange underground city beneath a lake, where else would a civilisation of otters live then under the...
A New Job - Part 1
Waving goodbye to his friends Stardust ducked into his transport capsule and settled down into the threadbare cushions and laboriously typed in the instructions to take him home. The capsule lifted a couple of feet off the ground, motivators humming...
The Dominion Diaries: Or the Rise of a Supervillain
**Mistday 5th Erintor:** So I've decided to keep a diary, I'm not going to write in it every day, that is boring. But whenever something significant happens in my life that deserves to be committed to word I'll put pen to paper and record it here....
Vulcan Automata - Hiring Practices - Part 3
The contracts had been long, involved and a bit complicated. Cinnamon still wasn't entirely sure he had understood everything, but the nice fox Rolls had explained everything in simple terms. He was also well on his way to seeing Nutmeg again, which he...
Rat of Glory
Nutmeg hurried through the tunnels beneath the streets of London, scampering along on all fours for the most part. He paused occasionally to stand up and test the air with his whiskers or adjust the bandolier of tools across his chest. It wasn't easy...
Joining the Team: Chapter 1: Capture
Sitting at his desk, curtains drawn and his new laptop purring away whisper quiet Kyrio stared at the blank canvas on the screen. His stylus was bouncing back and forth idly between his thumb and forefinger as he sought after illusive inspiration. ...
Vulcan Automata - Hiring Practices - Part 7
Whistler fired a gas jet and moved his body a couple of inches to the right as he drifted off centre from the massive girder that was his target. It was a silent correction, there was no air through which sound could travel. As liberating as it was to...
Arc 1: Part 1 - A Sewer Shortcut
Slouched in the small booth at the corner of the inn's common room Orel watched the comings and goings of the patrons. It was early morning but the place was pretty busy. People who had stayed the night where sat at tables devouring breakfast or...
Vulcan Automata - Hiring Practices - Part 1
It was raining in Upper Hamstead, a heavy, British rainstorm, as regulated and mandated by the climate control centre. Thick raindrops pattered onto the ground, rolled off into the parks, flowerbeds and long rows of trees filling the many broad avenues...
Tower of Troubles: Three Heads are Better then One
There was a bright flash as the door swung open and Tileki jerked backwards in surprise, he could have sworn he countered all the spells on the door. The light spread outward, engulfing the landing at the top of the stairs. He had time to see Noucous...
Vulcan Automata - Hiring Practices - Part 2
The car that arrived was swish, and couldn't have looked more out of place in the shabby neighbourhood of Lower Hampstead if it tried. It was all smooth polymers, clean glass and gravitic manipulators that allow it to hover along the ground. It was...
Vulcan Automata - Hiring Practices - Part 5
Taluthus had escorted Whistler away from the plush carpeted reception halls and down a flight of bare metal stairs towards a large service lift that ran through the core of Pimlico Eternal. The large orange and black vulcanised fox was silent, arms...