April 24, 2011

A Nova Sac, Page 36.

'Have sex with robot; infect with virus. Check.

Steal different robot; do not have sex with. Check.

Recover E.M.P.I.R.E. agent gone batshit from inside his turbo-creepazoid fuck-hut. Check.

That it?'

'That's it.'

Posted by dean at 01:49 AM

April 21, 2011

Lash, Rend, Torns, Page 102.

'Run from death, and you will only die tired.'

Posted by dean at 11:21 PM

April 17, 2011

Olden Infolds, Page 188.

'Well they've all gone wrong again.'

Posted by dean at 04:57 AM

April 08, 2011

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Posted by dean at 03:01 AM

April 03, 2011

Olden Infolds, Page 186.

Named like the dolls and toys -- the rumour and voodoo -- of an only child.

Posted by dean at 03:08 AM

April 01, 2011

Olden Infolds, Page 178.

He was war footage, like everybody else.

Posted by dean at 02:05 AM