Electroluxe!, Chapter Three.
\>"Are you people insane? Did the way I wrote my address on the order form make me look like a skunkfucker or something?" \>"S-sir, I'm not even sure what that means!" The rep stuttered. \>"Then get someone on the line who does!" You say with...
Electroluxe!, Chapter One.
\>You shoulder the door behind you as you slip off your gloves and kick off your rubber boots, tossing them into the pile of work gear in the corner of your mudroom. \>Unclasping your hardhat, you toss it on the counter, running your fingers...
Electroluxe!, Chapter Four.
\>You awoke from yet another dreamless, rock-like slumber. \>Sleep tended to be like that now. Seemed even your brain had little enough energy to make up something interesting most of the time. \>But dreamless was always the most satisfying. ...
Electroluxe!, Chapter Two.
\>Ah, Saturday. \>The last day of your very long week, a slightly more upbeat time for all the workers at RCA. \>And to make it even better, lunch! \>One hour of paid time to shoot the shit with men you'd known since you were in diapers. ...
Electroluxe!, Chapter Five.
\>It was time to show your new housemate the best room in the house. \>The garage! \>You opened the door and waved her through. \>She smiled and nodded, before you followed her into your shop. \>It was rare that you ever got to properly...
Chimera: Arrival
He walked over to the rack sitting next to his pod, a large oval-ish cylinder with fins at the top, and retro-rockets at the bottom for decceleration, and he began to don his equipment.
Electroluxe!, Chapter Six.
\>You knew Main was supposed to be dead on Sunday mornings, but you weren’t expecting it to be a completely people free experience. \>Maybe a streetsweep, shopkeep, or even the occasional disillusioned highschooler. \>But there was not a...
Electroluxe!, Chapter Seven.
\>You didn't quite feel lonely, that would be too strong. \>He had gone to bed, leaving you with nothing to do but clean and wait. \>You were designed and brought up to enjoy those tasks, but when you did them alone something was always off. ...
Hausfrau
And all the tracks on the cd were like that, upbeat retro pop with those weird tones between each song.
Property of Wesley Telecom
Cyberpunk, set in 80s retro-future nyc. the boy was lucky he couldn't be heard. the chatter of those around him, the roaring and honking of the taxis, the constant barrage of advertisements around him, it was a blessing in disguise as a curse.
david's college days part thirty
They were now photoing stuff and then putting it online to sell not amazon but there own shop if you wanted something like a cd then it would automate go to the retro shop.
Electroluxe!, Chapter Nine.
\>Only a few days of maintaining this house, and you’re already finding your rhythm. \>At the current pace, you should be through the kitchen and done by one. Maybe two o’clock, if you really polish the inside of the oven. \>Not that it really...