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  • Chapter Thirteen: In the Pickle Jar

    “This,” proclaimed Dave, “is the great flying pickle jar!”

    “And my friends are inside of it?” I asked suspiciously.

    “I think so,” said Dave.

    “Well, okay then, let’s go inside- Wait a minute- did you say ‘the great flying pickle jar’?”

    “Yes indeed,” gushed Dave. “I came up with it myself.”

    “Oooookay,” I responded [...]

    Posted: November 23, 2009, 10:57am EST
    by Carter Makice
  • Chapter Twelve: Dave’s Plan

    “Dave?”

    “Yes.”

    “Why Dave?” I asked confused.

    “Well, because…I’m named Dave.”

    “So, how did you get here, Dave?”

    “I walked here.”

    “Walked to this planet?”

    “No, walked to this cave. I got to this planet by means of an escape pod.”

    “So did we.”

    “Anyway, did you see a group of a white lion, a four armed weasel and [...]

    Posted: November 14, 2009, 7:49pm EST
    by Carter Makice
  • Chapter Eleven: Dave

    We clambered back down the tooth and out of the zoo and followed the deafening bellow. As we were running into the back area of the cave, where the bellow had come from, I heard Weasel murmuring something like, “’bout time I came back to this part of the cave.” [...]

    Posted: November 11, 2009, 11:27am EST
    by Carter Makice
  • How the Web Sees You

    Personas is a visualization project from MIT that converts digital footprints into a category breakdown that describes an individual. The mission of the web project, however, is not to provide some definitive interpretation of one’s data. Its creators hope to raise awareness about the capricious nature of data mining. [...]

    Posted: November 11, 2009, 7:42am EST
    by Kevin Makice
  • Chapter Ten: Weasel the Waysel

    “Are you a weasel?” I asked inquisitively.

    “No,” again with a thick Irish accent.

    “Then if you’re not a weasel, but your name is Weasel, what are you?”

    “A waysel.”

    “A weasel?”

    “No, a waysel.”

    “A waysel?”

    “Aye.”

    “So, you’re a waysel named Weasel?”

    “Aye.”

    “You’re an Irish waysel named Weasel?”

    “Aye.”

    “Then if you’re from Ireland, how did you get here?”

    “Where’s [...]

    Posted: November 09, 2009, 9:58am EST
    by Carter Makice
  • Chapter Nine: Plittereeg

    When we arrived in the home of the little green creature, we noticed one major difference from houses on Earth: the furniture was built into the floors and walls and couldn’t be moved.

    “My name is Plittereeg. Welcome to my home,” said the little green creature. Plittereeg led us to [...]

    Posted: November 08, 2009, 8:22pm EST
    by Carter Makice
  • Chapter Eight: We’re not alone.

    As we trudged along the desolate planet surface, we didn’t see any signs of life. We walked along the barren rocky desert for hours on end before we found a cave where we slept for the night.

    When I woke up, very strangely, to something patting my head. When I [...]

    Posted: November 07, 2009, 5:17pm EST
    by Carter Makice
  • Chapter Seven: The Landing

    When I woke up the Alabaster Lion was already wide awake and fiddling with the controls.

    “Good morning,” he murmured. I checked my watch. It was 9:30 am. “We’re about to land,” said the lion.

    “You don’t seem all that excited about it.”

    “That’s because we’re not landing where I expected. I [...]

    Posted: November 06, 2009, 11:33am EST
    by Carter Makice
  • Chapter Six: The Lion’s Story

    We kept climbing up the ladder until we made it out. Lion waited five minutes for voices then signaled that the coast was clear. We walked outside the ring of gears and I took off my goggles.

    I followed the lion through dozens of narrow passageways and secret hatches until we [...]

    Posted: November 05, 2009, 6:00pm EST
    by Carter Makice
  • Chapter Five: The Alabaster Lion

    That was what the ductopi had said. Why hadn’t I remembered that? I might have been able to escape if I had remembered that. I slowly backed up against the wall trying not to make any sudden movements. In vain, I came up with the idea that I might be [...]

    Posted: November 05, 2009, 11:12am EST
    by Carter Makice
  • Chapter Four: The Inner Workings of the Deathbird

    The next couple of hours after the Military Exus Leader had left, I explored the room I had been left in. On the far end of the room where the domed window ended there was a control board, a pilot’s seat and a joystick. On the other end of the [...]

    Posted: November 04, 2009, 7:56pm EST
    by Carter Makice
  • Chapter Three: The Ship

    “What’s a Military Exus Leader?” I asked.

    “The equivalent of a ‘president’ on your planet,” his voice sunk lower when he said “president”. “In any case, I lead my soldiers into battle.”

    “What the @$% are you?” I shouted.

    “Calm down,” said one of the ductopi lined up on the left wall. One [...]

    Posted: November 03, 2009, 10:52am EST
    by Carter Makice
  • Chapter Two: The Military Exus Leader

    Once I could look around the room clearly, the first thing I saw was a huge metal grate which I assumed at that point was an air conditioning vent and was the cause of all the cold air. The second thing I saw was a sci-fi style sliding door, like [...]

    Posted: November 02, 2009, 8:39pm EST
    by Carter Makice
  • Nanowrimo again: Aliens

    Ducks.

    Yes, ducks. I don’t mean “duck,” like, “duck down,” I mean ducks like the waterfowl. This story started with ducks.

    It all happened a couple of months ago at the park pond. My name is Drake. Ironic, yes? (for the uninformed, Drake is a male duck).

    Anyway, it was around the time [...]

    Posted: November 01, 2009, 8:09pm EST
    by Carter Makice

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