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Christina Engela

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All That Remains Autumn Burning: Dreadtime Stories for the Wicked Soul Blachart Blachart: Galaxii Series Book 1 Black Sunrise Bugspray Dead Beckoning Dead Man's Hammer Demonspawn Fearotica: An Anthology of Erotic Horror For Love of Leelah High Steaks Inanna Rising: Women Forged in Fire Innocent Minds Loderunner Other Kids Are Kids Almost Just Like You Prodigal Sun Space Sucks! Space Vacation The Pink Community - The Facts The Time Saving Agency

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Joe!_ he groaned, attempting to speak clearly. __oe! Good ol_ Joe!___aptain, you__e drunk!_ Lofflin said, stating the obvious while trying to keep his voice level. Blaine grinned at him lopsidedly and giggled, almost choking. He slapped the table, knocking his empty glass over.__e-ss, I am! Don__ ssup-pose you _ think I co-uld ssit here an_ calmly wait t__ie _ dýou? Weee-ll, not ssob-er anyway. Ha ha ha.__isgust and hopelessness were swelling inside him. He felt like punching that drunken face till it was either sober or unconscious.__amn it, Captain! We need you _ the crew needs you! You__e turning your back on them _ in our most desperate time!

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Now he sat alone; on a disabled starship about fifty years from anywhere on conversion drive _ assuming he still had that. Insurance was a good thing _ a very good thing - but it wasn__ going to help him much out here. The highlight of his afternoon was going to be staring at the blinking bridge instrumentation _ which just happened to be running on the emergency batteries and actually blinking, like for real. Moreover, since his mutinous crew had made off with the Short Shit, the ships only shuttle, he was facing quite a problem

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Before We BeginIs Your Bug A nice clean original car that looks almost like itleft the showroom yesterday?P.S. All work should be carried out in consultation with a reliable workshop manual with regard to torque settings, gaps, procedures, sequences disassembly, reassembly, where to hide the leftover parts, etc. I will accept no responsibility for anything resulting fromyou or anybody else trying anything as described in this document whatsoever _ but if it works or you end up with some amusing stories to tell someone else__ grandchildren, please feel free to drop me a line. (No death threats please.)Sincerely,Christina Engela

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This was his first trip on the Ossifar Distana, his first real splash in life. Look what it got him. Mister Smiff liked anonymity. He kept a low profile, often traveling under assumed names, claiming to be anything from a banker to a (very) successful life insurance salesman. Heâ__d never broken the law, at least not irreparably. He was quite generous, well liked, sponsoring many charities anonymously â_ which is why it was so surprising to find him floating face down in the private spa in his apartment, murdered. He had been murdered, unless it was a freak shaving accident. Those old razors werenâ__t called cut-throats for nothing. Yikes.

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For the gaming fishermen there was the Whatoosie River and its native cocka-snoek, the main game fish of the resident Skegg__ Valley Dynamite Fishing Club. Cocka-snoek were wily and tough and rather too bright for mere fish. You wouldn__ catch much with a rod around here. Many inexperienced visitors would find the bait stolen from their hooks, which punctuated the discovery that their lines had somehow got snagged and tangled irretrievably around some underwater obstruction _ sometimes tied together with neat little bows. Often, several direct hits with hand grenades were needed to stun the creatures long enough just to catch them, gut them and fry them, but these former military types had become experts at it. For a modest fee, tours could be arranged via the booking office, which included an overnight stay on the banks of the river where one could drop off to a great night__ sleep after a satisfying meal of cocka-snoek done on an open fire, and the sound the bits of shrapnel made rattling in your stomach.

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Beaming into the thick of a tree without becoming a lifelong tree hugger was a tricky business. A precision job. Scrooby__ job at the Time Saving Agency was a tough one. Billions of lives depended on him not screwing up. Literally billions and billions. Once, he__ screwed up in only a very small way and people wore those little yellow smiley faces on t-shirts for decades afterwards _ and that was just a small screw up. He sighed. Here he sat, in the branches of an apple tree in an apple tree orchard _ and without a single apple in sight. Below him, Isaac was waiting to get bonked on the noggin with an apple so that he could fulfill history by toddling off to invent gravity and shape scientific and mathematical principles for generations to come. Only one problem _ no apples.