It was lunch time, which meant Mrs Gourishankaran was at my cabin complaining. She demanded my immediate intervention, as if I was the entire UN peacekeeping corps. I swallowed my rice and put it away in a leisurely fashion; I pinned my badge back on. Then I sat straight and opened the window a little wider. I gave her my full attention, since I wasn’t going to give her anything else.
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Villainy: A Reluctant Memoir, by Erin Rockfort
Let’s get one thing straight: I’m not one of your wishy-washy “sympathetic” villains, alright?
For Sale: One Unicorn Saddle, Mostly Disenchanted, by Aimee Picchi
Listing: One unicorn saddle, made of purple vegan leather and embossed with pink rhinestones spelling “Emma”
Hollywood’s Favorite Abductee, by Kat Clay
I’m a girl with a reputation for being kidnapped. It’s my schtick you see. Last week, it was Frogman, stealing me away to his lilypad lair. Two months ago, Regis Studios paid me to sit captive for a guy dressed as a slug in a B-grade doozy. And don’t get me started on Big Ape II.
French Press, by Marissa James and Matthew McPike
In the bright rays of dawn, Princess Andelusia entered her small kitchen and donned her apron. The first order of the morning would come soon.
The Last Report, by Kevin J. Fellows
A new &collab notification dinged just as Betto was about to close their Estate for the day. It was past 7pm. Betto had been at their desk since 5:30am for a meeting with the Middle East !Finance team. Once you received the notification, &collab was not something easily ignored. I.O.8 tracked notification deliveries. No way Betto could claim they hadn’t seen it.
Bee Balm Bergamot’s Tele-Sympathic Space Cats, by Adam Lee Weatherford
Welcome to Tele-Sympathic space, buddy. My handle is Bee_Balm_Bergamot. What’s yours?
The Whittler, by Renan Bernardo
Leffah’s name was on everyone’s lips, whittled in black and purple like a bruise. None of us Shapesayers can speak it; hence she can’t be unmade. She glides into our clearing and only comes here for two reasons: to whittle words into our bodies and demand narratives from us.
Rider Reviews for FerrymanCharon, by Guan Un
Don’t forget to Stymph at us using the hashtags #NextToNyx #TheMoreTheFerryer to win your next #PickUpStyx ride free!
Oil Bugs, by Gwen C. Katz
The following emails were recovered from the personal computer of Phil Hastings, CEO of Updraft PR, in connection with the Silver Bullet train incident. They document one half of a chain of correspondence between Hastings and Updraft COO Stan Wheaton. Hastings’ computer was seized from his penthouse after he fled to the Cayman Islands. His current whereabouts are unknown. Wheaton surrendered peacefully to the authorities and is currently awaiting trial.
