Stories tagged “Sir Bic”

  • No Wooden Nickles

    Well at least it was a real nickel, not a wooden one. Penny would wait no matter what. The canvas bag of indian head pennies and buffalo nickels he had used as a pillow last night was what they had both risked everything for, Penny would wait, he just ...

    • Author: Roarke
    • Posted 11 months ago.
  • Blasted 7

    Tesla lasers caromed off the force shield cradling the hull of the Pulsar Wind as Captain Novax brought her about from the docking station. “I can order a bag of Sarturian snails in Hantoran and ask for fries, aside from some choice cuss words, ...

    • Author: Roarke
    • Posted 11 months ago.
  • Gaited

    In the past, he was before his time, a futurist now nothing more than a current event. A prodigy turned prodigal to escape the present.

    • Author: Roarke
    • Posted 11 months ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Treason for Fun and Profit

    Robert tossed the message into the fire with disgust. He had read the orders a dozen times in growing disbelief but the words never changed. The court was going to lose two of its most prominent knights after dinner. While he admitted to being a mite r...

  • First Prong: The Magician

    Lord Robert quickly summoned a foot messenger to hold the ferryman at shore. Disguising himself, he made his way toward Peat’s Bog. Tossing a heavy purse to the ferryman, Robert stepped onto a small floating island and poled across the acid-black...

    • Author: 32 ^2
    • Posted 10 months ago.
  • Old Tyme Cough Syrup

    “Don’t drink that!” Professor Quick screamed as his brew spills down my throat: “So it’s you who’s been stealing my Old Tymer’s Syrup!” The lab floor lifts up like a heaving tectonic plate, and then drops...

    • Author: 32 ^2
    • Posted 9 months ago.
  • My Fellow Ficlyteers...

    After the applause for Brebelle’s hearfelt poetry dies down, I trek across the stage. The auditorium is filled with a curious blend of avatars that reminds me of Stephenson’s Metaverse. Public speaking always turns my mouth into a desert. I...