Conscription, since nearly time immemorial, has not been a particularly joyous occasion. The annals of history are lined with legions of the...
What it was that Leopold understood, exactly, was beyond Hanzo Generico. But praise the Ninja Lord. “You… catch on quickly,” Hanzo mused,...
Brilliant! It seemed this new friend of Hanzo’s was a firm proponent of Occam’s Razor, the path of least resistance, and the simplest option...
Hanzo felt momentarily confused, put off by his opposite number’s rather curt response. In his experience, curt acquiescence was the mark of...
Hanzo Generico couldn’t lie (well, he could): this really, really hurt. His entire forearm felt as if it had been dipped in some peculiar blend...
Hanzo looked upon Leopold’s hand, quickly festering and reddening within the slime’s treacherous innard… and thought nothing in particular about...
Hanzo was relieved that he had given his avatar a pallid visage, for he was sure he would have paled immediately upon Leopold’s request. A knife?...
“Oh. Kon-nicky-wah!” The one behind the avatar of Hanzo Generico had less-than-even-rudimentary skills when it came to the Japanese language, and...
“If I was a friend of mine, where would I meet?” It occurred to Hanzo that any friend of his would likely meet at the bar, where social...
Terrasphere was the promised oasis of the second life, albeit delivered by an incredibly sketchy virtual message that Nicole Rose’s system had...
The Brisshal green opened up before and below one Hanzo Generico, like a grassy sky that lay beyond the horizon. Only, Terrasphere or otherwise,...
