The not-quite-tournament is under way with chapter 17 of Darmenzi! Numer faces his fears, Pocerni shows his experience, Cherry gets some punches in, and Sawn gets a bad deal. Will Conrad finally get his day and destroy his nuisances? Who will take the final orb? The answer may surprise you!
We’re in August now, and I’m expecting this month to be called back to the day job. When this happens my social media presence will probably have to die until I can get out again, probably in February. By then Darmenzi will be finished and a new story will begin. I’ll keep everyone posted.
Whoops, completely slipped my mind yesterday. Didn’t help that my sleep schedule got a bit wonky. Here’s chapter 12 of Darmenzi, A Slight Change in Plans. Some explanations are given, some guys are checked up on, and, well, there’s a slight change in plans.
Those who pledge to my Patreon get to read the next chapter half a month early, plus they can get copies of my novels, something that can actually happen in about a week when Slubes finally rereleases on the 10th. That madness is soon coming!
It’s been a while since one of these, huh? Over two months since a location profile. I was saving this one for last because, really, all the other profiles I’ve done so far are more important. Yes, even the wild animals one.
Flaeneath and Phial!
Today for Father’s Day, I have a character who has never had a father!
One of the islands that the crystals wash up onto is deserted—devoid of any life, actually. Not even plants. Instead, it’s covered in junk and scrap metal. It looked as if a thousand factories building metal objects exploded. And one of these metal objects is hit with The Conqueror’s animator.
Wrodin is a machine built for war. When closed it’s just a red sphere, but the two halves can split open to reveal a black cylinder connecting them (where the obligatory “living inanimate object eyes” appear). As a war machine, it comes fitted with a vast array of weapons: explosive shells, missiles, rockets, energy guns, bullets, miniature versions of itself, its own weight, and a massive energy blast that can cut through solid steel.
Wrodin is fixated on war. Aiming to be The Conqueror’s top general, it desires nothing more than to sweep the cosmos by The Conqueror’s side, blowing up anyone who stands in their way—the slubes included. But with Wrodin on his side, The Conqueror had better invade quick—Wrodin might just blow everything up in its raging passion for destruction.