Tag: PulpRev
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Babylon Blues Part 9
Electric City Electric City existed only in the minds of the inhabitants of Babylon. Bounded by two subway stations, it ran rampant across streets and neighborhoods, violating the grids laid down by the city planners long ago. Administratively it was divided between three precincts, quietly encroaching on a fourth. To the government, it was an…
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Babylon Blues Part 8
Story Behind the Story The team reconvened at their secondary rally point. Hartsock National Park, a thin strip of green that bifurcated Cape Rockaway, an arm of land that jutted out into Babylon Bay and gently curled back like a horn. Located in the shadow of Babylon International Airport, aircraft screeched overhead at regular intervals.…
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BABYLON BLUES REMASTERED is Live!
Firefights with monsters and cultists in neon-drenched streets. Terror and technology in a world ruled by demons. Welcome to Babylon. In 2018, I published the first entry in a five-part cyberpunk horror saga titled Babylon Blues. Follow-up stories expanded on the characters, the lore and the universe, setting the stage for a final conflict between the Black…
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Babylon Blues Part 7
Mere Mortal There was nothing routine about Goshawks over Babylon. Fast, stealthy, armored, each dropship could ferry a platoon of troops. It was the military’s heavy-lift aircraft of choice. The STS used them for long-range deployments, or to transport vehicles and armor. BPD most assuredly did not have any in their inventory. These specimens had…
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Babylon Blues Part 6
“Lycan, find Zen. Everyone else, security positions. Go dark,” Yamamoto ordered. The team sprang into motion like a well-oiled machine. Every electronic device went into RFID-blocking pockets and pouches. Long guns emerged from cases and slung around necks. The Black Watch swiveled outwards, pulling three-sixty degrees of security, carbines at the ready. Karim Mustafa closed…
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Babylon Blues Part 4
Already Gone The door shuddered again. Yamamoto whipped up his phone and pulled up an app. A camera feed filled the screen. The lobby was flooded with tactical cops. Helmets, balaclavas, eye protection, radio headsets, body armor, carbines. The two cops at the head of the stack carried ballistic shields and pistols. Every gun was…