[MV] The Super Wizard From Space #35: Cephalo Paul's Revenge, Part 2
Andrew Perron
pwerdna at gmail.com
Thu Dec 6 16:13:23 PST 2012
On Wednesday, December 5, 2012 10:04:34 PM UTC-5, Wil Alambre wrote:
> I was a hero of my people and a triumph of my government, becoming the first
> of my planet to journey into outer space... and as I completed my first orbit
> in my prototype capsule, I helplessly watched the Super Wizard From Space
> destroy my world."
Interesting. I hadn't realized that the space-sasquatches had, um, never been to space. >.>;
> "In those last moments, I stepped out through the door and floated in a most
> peculiar way. I remember thinking that the stars look very different that day.
> But there I sat, me and my tin can far above the world, my planet an
> indescribable blue and there's nothing I could do."
Yeah, in this bit the reference is just a bit much. XD
> "You’ve led us very far from civilized space," Yuri eventually said. "This
> planet is in an empty corner of the universe. Forbidden to many cultures. Said
> to be haunted. An entire galaxy emptied of life by some ancient calamity."
Interesting. Certainly this is a background detail and will not come up again.
> He missed Pete.
>
> Pete had never been what you would call a good brother. Or even a decent
> person, truth be told. He racked up enemies faster than some world's birth
> rates. But he was family and he deserved... something. Certainly more than
> being a footnote in some *else's* satisfaction.
Oooooooh. Excellent emotions, there.
> And it wasn't fair. He deserved his share. He deserved his chance. More than
> most, he figured, given the number of times he had given way to others.
Ah, the things we think about at night...
> He picked up the helmet and put it on. It was almost as large as he was,
> the neck seal tucking tightly around his waist like a belt.
...huh. I had not had that relative scale in mind before. o.o;
> Yuri drowsiness fell away as he connected the log to how it was held to where
> the octopus was standing.
>
> In the eyes, they understood immediately.
I shiver. <3
> A loud crack. A scatter of lit splinters. The necklace fell softly in the
> grass.
Have I mentioned I love how you do action 'cause I do
> "You'd steal my vengeance from me?" bellowed the space-sasquatch. His voice a
> beastly savage roar, his eyes burned green with fury. "Your criminal bastard
> instead of my world? My people? My wife?"
That's the problem with vengeance: It's all about *you*.
> Through the ripped pieces of one eye, Paul saw a pinprick glow. A long empty
> darkness, and from far away, a brightness came closer. A star-shaped flash of
> light.
Ohhhhhhhhhh shit.
> There was presence in the light. Or it was the light. It was trying to say
> something, but Paul couldn't hear. Or understand. He was only sure that he
> needed help. He asked the light for it. Pleaded.
>
> The light agreed. A whipping crash of fusion fire, and everything stopped.
Man. <3 I thought he'd prove somehow immune to the horns, but no. This was better. <3
> Just a short revenge story to help me get back into the swing of writing
> weekly. Think of it as a "filler" story, something to meet the schedule until
> the "regular" writer gets his feet back under him after a long absence.
Hear that, folks? *This* is the filler. Sheesh.
> ...sometimes the wizard would appear *as* a flash and sometimes the wizard
> would just walk out of a flash. It depended on how much he wanted to fuck with
> people. And he fucked with people a *lot*.
Indeeeeeeeeeed.
Andrew "NO .SIG MAN" "Juan" Perron, talk about superdickery, got nothin' on Stardust...
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