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Category Archives: Book 1 – grand adventures
Bad karaoke
Not that there’s good karaoke of course
Posted in Book1:Footnotes, My little pony
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Mind twisting issues
The facts were simple: the body she jumped into shared her physical characteristics and name, but the shock of the jump scrambled her memory for as little as five minutes to as much as five hours. There were many potential … Continue reading
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MC
Master of Ceremonies. There is no word in the English language, regardless of which continent you live on that is spelled E-m-c-e-e that actually has a meaning other than ‘I’m too dim to work out or remember a contraction of … Continue reading
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The Middle Child of the Secret of the Lost Gavel
A tinny funeral dirge began to play. ‘Doesn’t look good Donnie,’ said Freddy. Donnie’s hand hovered over his groin, then he heard a high pitched whirring. It sounded like a drill. ‘Guards,’ yelled Freddy. ‘Security breach! Shoot that bastard!’ The … Continue reading
The secret of the lost gavel
He woke with a killer headache and groaned slowly while checking his genitalia for evidence of alteration. Ah, there they were, right where he’d left them. A sharp and loud beeping assaulted his ears leaving him feeling as if he’d … Continue reading
Posted in Daisy, Donnie, Freddy McWarickson, Marcus, The secret of the lost gavel
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The Secret of the Lost Gavel: A New Pope
Elvis snorted derision, which got him a pointed look from Freddy. ‘We’re clear,’ called-out the Floor Manager. ‘Right, you fuckin’ bastard,’ said Freddy furiously, stepping closer to The King. ‘Why now? Why’d you bring her here?’ Elvis met Freddy’s gaze … Continue reading
The Return of the Lost Gavel
He groaned feeling like his head was the victim of a friendly-fire incident and instinctively felt between his legs. ‘Ewww,’ he exclaimed with Daisy’s voice which had a tone in the lower-levels of revulsion and shook the liquid from her … Continue reading
Posted in Colonel Panix, Daisy, Elvis, Freddy McWarickson, Marcus, Prime, The Return of the Lost Gavel
Tagged Alternate reality, goth, Marcus, Violent assault
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Porn Again (part2)
A red mustang accelerated hard up the ramp from the basement car park of the Australian head-office of The Church of Elvis, with Marcus in the drivers seat, Elvis in the passenger, and Donnie and Prime sitting behind. With very little … Continue reading
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Porn Again (part1)
She woke with a murderous headache and instinctively groped between her legs.
She found something unexpectedly large and hairy
‘Cut!’ screamed a man. ‘Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut! CUT!!’
The earth moved; more a rumble, really. Continue reading
Posted in Porn Again (part 1)
Tagged airport security, atoll, blue movie, conservationists, mustang, pay cop, politics, tasmanian wildlife
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Christmas Crackers
She woke with a killer headache and instinctively felt between her legs.
Daisy stiffened slightly as she realised there was someone sitting on her lap.
‘An I wanna x-box, anna zap gun anna–’
‘Who’s Anna?’ she asked with Donnie’s voice. Well, that sorted the gender thing out. ‘And who are you?’
‘I tol’ you. Jason is my name. Except it’s spelled with a K instead of a J and a Y instead of an O. And it’s got a U and an M instead of an N. An I want a whole bucket of chocolate an–’
Donnie zoned out momentarily, trying to work out how the child’s name was spelled and how to actually pronounce it. The child continued to talk, going off like a junkie on speed.
‘You listening Santa?!’ screamed Kasyum (pronounced Jason). Continue reading
Posted in Characters, Christmas Crackers, Donnie, Elvis
Tagged christmas, elf, news crew, Santa, shopping center, thunderbirds
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