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HSAR

Joined March 2010 and calls The Flash of Silver home.

362 stories, 4 challenges, 832 comments, and 29 friends

Master of the Armory and Chief Nibmaker of Our Strange and Wonderful House. It’s a pleasure to meet you.

Like many others in this community, I have no qualifications for writing except a head full of ideas and a passion for good storytelling.

You can find me at shusamchen@gmail.com, or you may bump into me elsewhere on the internet as HSAR.

Stories

  1. Ascension: The Application of Theory

    Hart introduced me to the team, an assortment of fearfully intelligent and ludicrously qualified individuals. Mechanical, software, cybernetic, neural engineering degrees; biological systems, neurointerface, biocompability doctorates; surgical experien...

  2. Ascension: Depends on Your Viewpoint

    The military shuttle continued to rocket upwards, the ride slowly smoothing out as the atmosphere fell away. Just out of interest, I queried the shuttle and was pleasantly surprised when the spacecraft offered me access to its hull cameras. I saw the E...

  3. Ascension: In Transit

    The shuttle opened the throttle to break orbit. Even restrained within my seat, I gritted my teeth to the spikes of pain that shot up my arm. “So how bad is it out on the borders?” Hart looked up. “It’s bad. For most of the colo...

  4. Ascension: Fast Pace

    Hart certainly looked like he’d earned the rank. He had a tough, competent look and the deceptively lithe bulk of a man who kept himself fit out of necessity. We headed off down the corridor, although I didn’t miss the two nonchalant yet ar...

  5. Ascension: Triumph and Disaster

    I nodded assent, and he spun the tablet to show me a contract so classified I had to be temporarily granted clearance to read it. I hesitated, just a little. “What will happen to me?” “Publicly? Your injury developed complications tha...

  6. Ascension: Drawn Out

    There was a silence in the room, broken only by the light whirring of the artificial arm as I rotated and moved it while I thought about the offer. I had never considered myself to be the military type. I was no gun-toting rebel-hating maniac, no glory...

  7. Ascension: Propaganda

    “We’re offering you a chance to make a difference. You’re flagged as a potential high-value operator, which means they – Army, Navy, whoever else sees your file first – will eventually come knocking with a conscription ord...

  8. Ascension: Not Defined

    The Major smiled unconvincingly, spinning the tablet to face me. On the screen, I was clearly seen firing and reloading a semiautomatic rifle at the local range that I frequented. “Your shooting scores indicate a high degree of hand-eye co-ordina...

  9. Ascension: Attached by String

    The door clicked quietly, an officer in immaculate dress uniform stepping confidently into the room. He introduced himself as Major Namassar, but I recognised a military recruiter when I saw one. They all had that examining look, always gave me a feeli...

  10. Ascension: System Check

    My return to wakefulness was slow, blunted by what could only be a heavy dose of painkillers. It took a real effort to focus on anything. Restfulness was very attractive. With an effort of will, though, I managed to sit up and look down at the injury t...

  11. Airships: Through the Darkest of Nights

    Hawkeye took a moment to compose himself, adjusted his scarf, and gave the poor midshipman such a glare poor Keanan nearly fell off the ladder. “We – we’re in sight of the crossing. The – the c-captain wants all crew belowdecks ...

  12. Pedal to the Metal

    I raised an eyebrow at my wingman when the alarms started blaring, finishing my water on the way to the hangar. The cavernous space was alive with activity, a breeze from the rapidly cycling hangar airlock ruffling my hair on the way to the docking bay...

  13. Last Rites

    It was not a particularly interesting soul, no. Like many others I have collected over the years. A clean white bed, monitors beeping sadly. A strong, healthy body weeping over the fragile husk of a dying one. He looked up at me, the shadow I didn̵...

  14. A Dreadful Nothingness

    No, I do not remember what came before. I do not know what will happen after. It is self-evident to me that it is what occurred in between that matters, yet you reject this. It is significant, I think, that you are dissatisfied with what you have now. ...

  15. Airships: The Threads of Fate

    “You were the one who killed the Minister for Foreign Relations, weren’t you?” He blinked at the understanding that blossomed in her eyes, nodded. “They told me he was a war criminal. Told me what I wanted to hear. I killed an ...

  16. Resting Place

    I felt the bump when we at last settled onto the seabed. Around me, red lights blinked angrily until I shut them off. Nothing to be done now. Nothing but gentle quietness and the occasional ping of an over-stressed hull built for keeping pressure in, n...

  17. Afterlife Text Transfer Protocol

    Hello? Is anybody there? I can’t seem to do anything except type into “Compose Tweet”. I don’t know how I got here. Hello? Is anybody there?

  18. Of Darkness

    The only sound was the clatter of our boots running down the ramrod-straight blast channel. I didn’t even know if there was anyone left at the evac node. It had all been one big panic before I’d given up trying to get orders and told everyo...

  19. The Stand

    The subsonic rumble of plasma warhead detonations rolled through the narrow passage, interrupting our hushed conversation while we waited for our bytehead to crack the blast doors open. I gazed back, paying my last respects to the uncounted millions wh...

  20. Airships: All the Way Down

    Elletra’s heart leapt at the hope that kindled in his eyes, but there was still a certain despair to them. “There’s… something else,” he muttered, looking down again. "That was what it took for me to see through his l...

  21. Airships: Tumbling

    Hawkeye couldn’t shake the haunting vision of her hateful stare. “Some people look at us – the rich, the powerful – and they think our lives are so easy.” His voice wavered, but he took a shuddering breath and forged on. &...

  22. Airships: Withdrawal

    The young man barely said anything on the way back to the ship, resolutely avoiding her gaze. Elletra, usually very good at reading people’s emotions and motives, admitted that she was stumped. There was a surface layer which she could read like ...

  23. Creation

    I felt a powerful surge of déjà vu when Forge #14’s guard plating disengaged and retracted, the great machine spinning down from manufacture speed. Supported by a latticework of criss-crossing plastic spars, clouds of coolant boiling off its su...

  24. Single Combat

    Having established that there would be no easy victory at optimum range, I dashed in close. Our next few strikes were off-beat, both of us trying to adjust to the new balance of power; but no, our blades were equally clumsy – slow and predictable...

  25. A More Civilised Age

    I looked him in the eye and spoke into his soul and knew there would be no bloodless ending today. “Is this what you truly want?” He nodded, drawing his weapon. I did the same, feeling the balance of my blade like an extension of my own arm...

  26. Thirty One Nine Four Two

    // # MESSAGE BEGINS Check, check. Text field entry mode activated. // This message was generated by an automated system. This is Aion Central Node 31-942. An unregistered and unauthorised chronotranslative vehicle has been detected. You are ordered to ...

  27. Illusionary

    Nina’s attack was textbook – three steps out and a forward lunge, knife point aimed perfectly at the jugular vein. But as the steel blade made contact with the man’s neck, it flickered and vanished leaving her looking from side to sid...

  28. Airships: Scuttled Far Away

    “I think it’s my turn to owe you a story,” he said cautiously, eyes filled with the same sort of emotion she’d seen before. A strange, half-suppressed mix of sadness and regret, she supposed, and looked away. He tapped out a few...

  29. Airships: A Time And A Place

    Suddenly, many things happened at once. Crewmen appeared all around them, carting off the crates in various directions presumably where they would be transferred to the Silver Skies. At some point, she ended up squashed next to Hawkeye on one of the li...

  30. All Sides Contact

    I crushed the detonator in my fist, feeling the distant crump of the mines going off. Picking up my weapon and charging back towards Lasky’s position, I met him coming the other way. We half-turned and arrested momentum against each other, back-t...