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Legion of Nothing on Podiobooks

Hey everybody…

Daniel Blumberg recently decided to read “The Legion of Nothing” aloud and turn it into mp3 files for anyone to download.

It will be available on Podiobooks soon, and I thought I’d promote the official launch here since there’s a good chance that some of you will be interested. Also, if you happen to know other people who like audio books, this might promote the Legion of Nothing to them.

He’s planning to read the whole thing, which is great because he’s doing a good job.

It’s funny. I’d been considering doing it myself for a while, but never found the time. Also, I’d never bought the necessary equipment. He’s done both and made good use of them…

Anyway:
The Legion of Nothing Podiobooks Facebook event.

Targets: Part 5

When the message ended, I clicked back to the communicator’s main menu to find that Daniel and Haley’s calls had made it to the League communicator too, and that they’d left messages.

Deciding that I’d have to look into why there would be a lag between the League phones and League communicators, I was about to listen to Daniel’s message when the communicator started to ping again.

It identified the caller as Lucas Hardwick.
Continue reading Targets: Part 5

Targets: Part 3

“OK,” Chris said. “Let’s see what he’s got in the inventory. I don’t even know half of what’s here.”

He opened up another program, some kind of parts database, and we scrolled down the list. It felt weird at how ordinary it was. Like a whole lot of businesses out there, Man-machine’s database program appeared to be based on Microsoft Access.

Along with more typical parts categories like cables, and chassis, it included the category “weapons” with subcategories like “standard,” “lasers,” and “special.”

I didn’t recognize half the guns. The lasers included a few interesting things, but the “special” category was crazy. Continue reading Targets: Part 3

Targets: Part 1

“And there’s one more thing…”

Daniel paused, resting his left arm on my desk.

He took a breath.

“When I was listening in on his thoughts, I happened to hear him refer to you as the ‘main target.’ And you know how I can sense the major association someone has with a word? He associates ‘main target’ with money.”

“He’s here to kill me, and someone’s paying him?”

“Exactly.” Continue reading Targets: Part 1

War: Part 24

Even hurt, Travis still moved faster than I could. He punched the guy in the face, throwing him backward. The guy hit a big root at the tree’s base with the back of his head, and he slumped.

It probably wouldn’t last long.

The force of Travis’ blow and the man’s fall had shattered the root. Chunks of wood lay around the man’s head.
Continue reading War: Part 24

War: Part 23

I happened to glance at the guy I’d been fighting as I flew away. He had blood dripping from his eyes. I’d hurt him for real.

Almost as gross, I glimpsed the damaged eye reforming out of goo.

We’d talked about what we’d do if they detected us, and agreed that we’d have to fight all out to escape. It wasn’t as if we’d be able to permanently hurt them. All of Prime’s reserves were nearly invulnerable, and they regenerated. It hardly seemed fair. Continue reading War: Part 23

War: Part 22

I leaned forward, and dove toward where Haley crouched on a branch. Prime’s people pulled rifles off their backs, and the short guy crouched, preparing to jump, aiming upward at her.

I maneuvered myself into an upright position, hovering a little below Haley and above Travis.

In the meantime, the short guy had left the ground. Continue reading War: Part 22