Amalgam Universe

On an idea: Hahaha you can’t be serious oh god you’re serious.

“I told you, friend. Getting there faster gets us a bonus you wouldn’t believe.”

“That is an embargo net,” Ax’and’l gestured at the distant array of vessels. “It’s not only illegal to cross it, but it’s also lethal!”

“Naw these assholes aren’t sanctioned by anyone but themselves. It’s a mercy mission we’re on. Promise.”

Ax’and’l had checked the cargo and destination. He knew this human was on the up-and-up. “It’s still suicide…”

“Naw. I have a plan. Check me nav file for asteroid B-37K. We’re going to ride it right through the blockade.”

Ax’and’l checked. “Are you insane? Wait. I’m talking to a human. Of course you’re insane. That’s a gravel clump. The only thing holding it together is wishful thinking.”

“Right,” grinned Hwell. “Which is why landing on it is such a great idea!”
Ax’and’l stared at the grinning mammal. “And how do you suggest we land on it and live?”

“I know a trick from me mining days…”

The saurian Ax’and’l had yet to learn all the portents of imminent danger, and thus allowed the mad human to de-activate the Hungry Caterpillar, and use gravity alone to gently descend towards the dusty surface of a stellar rock that was beyond fragile.

He was still having conniptions as the embargo net moved vessels aside to allow the asteroid to pass. Ax’and’l decided, then and there, that he was going to spend a good portion of his bonus on a permanent therapists’ appointment.

He was going to need it.

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I never just derail a train of thought. I make wrecks that catch the cars on fire.

Kalle had ‘disruptive influence’ on her permanent record. She had no idea what to expect when Central Administration sent her to a training camp. Her vague concepts were nothing like the experience before her.

“You are a disrupter,” said the uniformed Administrator Plexx on the stage. “You can use this to the advantage of many. Corporations around the globe will

Bring it the fuck on = Eam non valent, in (Eng->Lat)

[AN: My google translate disagrees and provides “adducet eam ad irrumabo” I trust any latin nerds in my audience will settle the debate]

Of all the things that could have possibly sated Shayde’s wanderlust, exploring he less popular areas of the station seemed the safest and least bother. What Rael hadn’t known at the time was Shayde’s capacity for finding adventures.

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“We will, we will, Rock you!” As sung by the United Trebouchet Operators Choir. You figure out the circumstance. Have fun.

The trebuchets, massive siege weapons of wood and rope, fired silently. It was their payloads, landing against the stunt castle walls, that were part of the performance.

Two solid rocks, and a missile made of gravel and dried clay. They landed with a WHUMP-WHUMP, TSSSSHH. A relentless beat that required the scurrying co-ordination of hundreds.

“Buddy you’

You venerate purity for its own sake, a most pointless exercise. Pure Iron is brittle, corrodes and shatters easily. Pure copper or tin do not have the strength of bronze. Alloys are Stronger

There was a civilisation on Tsarkis. If one could call it that. In the Galactic Alliance’s opinion, it barely passed the bar.

For a start, there was a very rigid caste system. Enforced by the military caste and massive walls that divided district from district. Few, if

A human opens a Beauty Salon for Reptilian Customers, it occurs to me that its Male reptiles who often try to attract mates.

[AN: Thanks to Tumblr’s habit of dropping links when I copy/paste, I have a new “streamlined” and “easier” procedure in which I have the HTML of my tagline info in a separate file and, after I’m done doing the story, I swap to HTML and copy/paste that sucker in.

“When in trouble, when in doubt. Run in circles, scream and shout!” Have fun with this!

These were the most bizarre aliens she had ever seen. Their emergency klaxon was a twinkly little tune suitable for Play School or Sesame Street[1] replete with singing. The jolly lady’s voice instructed the entire crew on how to panic in the same tone of friendly warning that other PSA’s would tell children where and how to cross the

“And here we have- please put the new ambassador down.”
“But (s)he’s so cute and cuddle able!”

Ha’ri still didn’t understand how she became an ambassador to her people. She was just one of the many, many asteroid-chasers trying to make enough money to pay for more than her ship and its fuel. Especially damages.

Then a ship belonging to the strange, balding apes had come out of nowhere and she made the mistake