The SF Sideshow: Trust in your Connections (Ep24) by jedaisaboteur, literature
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The SF Sideshow: Trust in your Connections (Ep24)
Kimiko flung the picture. With magic force, it took flight, guided by her will. It sailed past Striker and between two dusty books on a makeshift shelf, near the entrance of the room. It was up high on the wall, too high for her to reach. It took four seconds, start to finish.
“Open your eyes,” she said.
“Any initial instincts?”
Striker pointed toward a trunk behind her.
Kimiko grinned, her shoulder betraying her stifled giggle, “Good,” she said, “but not specific enough. Also, wrong. Have you shaped yet?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“This is a l
The SF Sideshow: Did I Mention the Hangover?(Ep23) by jedaisaboteur, literature
Literature
The SF Sideshow: Did I Mention the Hangover?(Ep23)
Striker awoke to the smell of coffee. He sure as hell didn’t make it. The loft should have been empty. He peered around the room. There was no one there, but his door was open.
It was closed before before he went to sleep.
He slid off of the bed and tiptoed to the doorway. He could see the office landing and the desk that had the documents and the gun. They were both gone. Something made a noise below.
He swore under his breath and tiptoed down the spiral staircase as quietly as he could manage. There was no one on the office landing. No sign of the documents or gun, either.
He crawled across the office space to the edge of the land
The SF Sideshow: The Blood of Many Mages (Ep22) by jedaisaboteur, literature
Literature
The SF Sideshow: The Blood of Many Mages (Ep22)
More than two hundred mages who called San Francisco home were killed in the last eight years. There were rarely traces left of those who were unfortunate enough to meet an early fate.
“Lemme go back a bit,” said Tiny as he took a long drag of his cigarette. He remained deep in thought for a moment. “Back in 2006, there was a whole bunch of people got marked all of a sudden. There maybe fifty before then. Most of us that got marked after the quake in 2004 ended up on Haight. It was like a little magic hub for a bit.
“Then 2007, this kid by the name of Clue ends up on the street and sets up shop near Hippie Hill. Fres
The SF Sideshow: Trust in your Connections (Ep24) by jedaisaboteur, literature
Literature
The SF Sideshow: Trust in your Connections (Ep24)
Kimiko flung the picture. With magic force, it took flight, guided by her will. It sailed past Striker and between two dusty books on a makeshift shelf, near the entrance of the room. It was up high on the wall, too high for her to reach. It took four seconds, start to finish.
“Open your eyes,” she said.
“Any initial instincts?”
Striker pointed toward a trunk behind her.
Kimiko grinned, her shoulder betraying her stifled giggle, “Good,” she said, “but not specific enough. Also, wrong. Have you shaped yet?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“This is a l
The SF Sideshow: Did I Mention the Hangover?(Ep23) by jedaisaboteur, literature
Literature
The SF Sideshow: Did I Mention the Hangover?(Ep23)
Striker awoke to the smell of coffee. He sure as hell didn’t make it. The loft should have been empty. He peered around the room. There was no one there, but his door was open.
It was closed before before he went to sleep.
He slid off of the bed and tiptoed to the doorway. He could see the office landing and the desk that had the documents and the gun. They were both gone. Something made a noise below.
He swore under his breath and tiptoed down the spiral staircase as quietly as he could manage. There was no one on the office landing. No sign of the documents or gun, either.
He crawled across the office space to the edge of the land
The SF Sideshow: The Blood of Many Mages (Ep22) by jedaisaboteur, literature
Literature
The SF Sideshow: The Blood of Many Mages (Ep22)
More than two hundred mages who called San Francisco home were killed in the last eight years. There were rarely traces left of those who were unfortunate enough to meet an early fate.
“Lemme go back a bit,” said Tiny as he took a long drag of his cigarette. He remained deep in thought for a moment. “Back in 2006, there was a whole bunch of people got marked all of a sudden. There maybe fifty before then. Most of us that got marked after the quake in 2004 ended up on Haight. It was like a little magic hub for a bit.
“Then 2007, this kid by the name of Clue ends up on the street and sets up shop near Hippie Hill. Fres
I create games and stories. I've written a couple of Tabletop RPG Systems. I like to write ridiculous stories about magic and impossible situations. I'm currently working on The SF Sideshow, an Urban Fantasy Webserial that's posted every Sunday.
I'm going to finally upload those and get Deviant Art caught up with The SF Sideshow.
In case you didn't already know, the story has its own website where you can view the whole up-to-date story.