Tag: PulpRev
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The Eternal Legion Part 3
Duty was eternal. Death was not. Knowles awoke with a start. A medic eased him out of a tube and passed him a fresh set of greens. Blearily, Knowles clothed himself. He was still alive. The brainchips must have stayed intact long enough to transmit his consciousness back to the rear. Thank God. He exited…
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The Eternal Legion Part 1
Perched in her favorite spot on the sofa, Laura stared incredulously at the holo. “Dad, the green man is on,” she said. A bright and bold and unmistakably 2D image flashed at the top of the 3D holographic window. A legionary on the march. The Legion was recalling the troops. Sam Knowles clenched his fists.…
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SWORDS OF SAINT VALENTINE is a Wrap!
With the end of February comes the conclusion of SteemPulp’s inaugural open call, SWORDS OF SAINT VALENTINE. Over the next few hours, the final submissions will come in, and the next phase will begin. SWORDS OF SAINT VALENTINE met and exceeded many of its objectives. Participants exercised their creative juices, wrote and published stories, helped…
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Realm of Beasts Chapter 6
Gone Stop. Breathe. Think. Qi was a delicate, transient substance. The slightest of disturbances would dissipate it. If Fang Fang had left a pearl for him in this tunnel, the jiaolong’s passage would have destroyed it. But there may be other tracks. Sun Yao walked down the length of the storm drain again, this time scrutinizing…
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Realm of Beasts Chapter 5
Hot on Her Trail He needed a full-body protective suit, complete with self-contained breathing apparatus. He made do with his suit, helmet, and a gas mask. Drawing a crowbar from interspatial storage, he lifted the manhole cover and set it aside. Sucking in a deep breath, he inhaled only the heavy odor of stiff rubber.…
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Realm of Beasts Chapter 3
A Day in the Life Six days. Eighty-three incidents. Twenty-two Defenders. This city was insane. The second he received his issue gear and vehicle from the Defenders’ Guild, he hit the street running and never stopped. Day became night became day became night again. Sleep was the period of non-wakefulness between callouts. At the border…