Hey all, I started this back in early 2019 and, while it was a blast writing it, I haven’t written much on it for awhile… So, I’m leaving it up on the site for now but there is a high probability it has run it’s course and will eventually be removed.
“We can’t deal with that right now, we need to get on repair and cleanup immediately.” Daf said over the Com as she stood up from her prone position and scanned the woods in front of her. There was no movement she could discern, not even a slight breeze blew to disturb the vegetation.
Daf turned towards the south wall and eyed everyone still standing in place. Even her husband, Dom, stood silently staring down at Mattie. He was too far way to see his features clearly, but Daf suspected his expression held a mix of everyone else’s. Some were shocked, some were scared, and others showed concern.
“Hey, guys, I get it. Whatever just happened was freaky as hell, but it didn’t hurt any of us. We’re all fine, only the Orcs were hit by it. We need to take care of cleanup and repair A-S-A-P. If they come back and those bodies are still on the south wall, they’ll march right in on top of us. We don’t know if any damage has been done to any of the other walls. I promise we’ll look into this and give everyone an update, but I need you all to get a move on now. Okay?”
There were several slow nods before everyone began moving about to begin their duties. Daf saw Ty and Dom carrying Mattie off the wall and suspected they were heading towards triage, so she took off and met up with them at the door.
“She’s still out. Are you going to do some science today?” Dom asked with a wink at Daf as they entered triage.
“It came from her, right?” Daf asked with a gesture towards Mattie. “I didn’t see from my position, but timing after her shout, the fact that she’s out cold with no apparent wound, and the way you are looking at her tells me it did.” Daf nodded soberly as he laid Mattie down on a bed.
“Oh my god, did you guys see that pink glow?” Kat began, but before anyone else could speak Cayla was quick to insert her questions as well.
“Is that some new Orc thing? Like, are we gonna die now? Did it give us cancer?”
Daf laughed, and shook her head. “We don’t need to panic or overreact right now. All I know is it came from Mattie.”
“What do you think it is?” Ty asked awkwardly from next to Mattie’s bed.
“I won’t know until I do some tests. First thing I need is some of her blood, though. It’s the least invasive test I can do, so I’ll get some while she’s still out.” Daf said, pulling a syringe from a drawer she walked over to Mattie.
“Do you have any suspicions? A wild guess?”
“I don’t do wild guesses, Ty.” Daf replied as she quickly took two small vials of Mattie’s blood. “I promise, once I have something concrete, everyone will know. I’m going to take these over to my lab. I’ll let you know if I need anything else. Can you let me know when she wakes up?”
“Sure.” Ty sat down in a chair next to Mattie’s bed. “I’ll just hang here and keep an eye on her.”
Daf nodded and headed towards the door with Dom. “If anything…different happens, let me know that too.”
“Oh, wait!” Kat called out and Daf and Dom turned towards her. “What kind of different?”
“Did something happen?” Daf asked, perking up and staring hard at Kat.
“Well, not me, but Jonathan…for a few days now he’s been crazy staticky.”
“I’m not sure how that’s different?” Dom said in confusion.
“Okay, I know it sounds mundane, but it’s weird because it’s like the later in the day it gets the more static popping he creates. And it doesn’t matter what he’s walking on, touching, or anything. I don’t know, maybe it’s nothing, but maybe it isn’t?”
“Maybe, but I can check into it later after I-” a loud boom from outside stopped Daf mid-sentence. They all looked at each other with wide eyes before dashing out the door.
Even Ty rushed out, heading towards the sound. For a moment he paused and felt awkward about leaving Mattie alone, but she seemed fine so he continued after the others. Once outside Ty saw the others rushing towards the northern wall so he took off jogging in that direction.
As he got closer Ty could hear someone shouting, almost hysterical, from outside the wall. After a few moments Ty realized it was Jonathan, and he quickened his pace. What the hell happened? Did the Orcs come back? Fear tightened his gut but he sprinted on. Luckily the doorway that would take them outside was on this wall, so it wasn’t long before Ty was cautiously peeking around the door checking for Orcs. When he saw none, he stepped out and paused after only a few steps.
Before Ty, Jonathan stood with a silvery white glow surrounding him. The glow shuddered and sparked out, reminding Ty of electricity or a lightning bolt. Behind Jonathan lay Warrick, unmoving and with dark burn marks on his body that appeared to have smoke rising from them. Jonathan continued to shout in a panic and he held his hands up in front of him whenever someone tried to step closer.
“No, no, don’t come near! Fuck, I don’t know what happened! He just…Warrick…” Jonathan’s voice trailed off as he stared fearfully at his brother. “Is he…can anyone check if he’s alright?”
“I’ll check him.” Daf called out and quickly darted around Jonathan and was at Warrick’s side in moments. Her hands hovered over him for a moment before checking for a pulse. “He’s alive, but we need to get him into triage quickly. I need Dom and someone else to come get Warrick. Jonathan, can you tell me what happened?”
“I don’t know!” Jonathan wailed as tears glistened in his eyes, eyes that were locked onto the prone figure of his brother. Dom gestured at Ty and they hurried over and began gently positioning Warrick before lifting him.
“It’s okay, Jonathan. I need you to calm down, just breathe, and when you’re ready tell me what happened.” Daf spoke soothingly as Dom and Ty hefted Warrick up and began walking carefully towards triage.
“Calm!? How can I calm down? LOOK AT ME!” Jonathan’s voice grew and volume as his panic increased. The more agitated he became, the more erratic the glow around him became. Daf realized Jonathan’s emotions affecting it. She didn’t know how, but she knew if they didn’t get him to calm down soon more people may be injured.
Daf caugh Kat’s eye and gestured towards Jonathan and mouthed ‘calm him, please’ to her. Kat nodded before looking back at her husband. She noted the increasingly erratic, and expanding, light around him.
“Baby, hey, look at me.” Kat said softly and Jonathan’s agonized gaze met hers. “I need you to look at yourself. Look at the light on you. It’s getting worse. You need to calm down. If you don’t calm down, we don’t know what will happen. Just breathe, okay?”
Jonathan looked down at his hands and Kat saw him start to shake more for a few moments before he closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. His hands slowly stilled and after a few more breaths the light began to calm and then fade as well. Finally, the light was completely gone and Jonathan slowly opened his eyes and looked at Kat.
“Great job, baby.” Kat grinned at Jonathan. “Now, Daf needs to know what happened so she can treat Warrick.”
“I really don’t know. We were dragging the Orc bodies to a pile over there,” Jonathan gestured behind him. “And Warrick was joking about our being out in the open, vulnerable, and that there were probably more Orcs coming. It started to freak me out more and more as he talked, and when I heard a snapping noise from the trees I just lost it. I told Warrick he was on his own, I was going back inside, and when he grabbed my arm I heard this loud boom and then he was on the ground.” Jonathan’s voice hitched on the last word as anguish built within him again. “Is he going to be okay?”
“I’ll need to examine him, but I’ll do my best. Thank you, I’m going to head to triage. Dom and Ty should almost be there by now. Jonathan, you and Kat go rest, everyone else get back to your duties.” Daf said before heading to triage.
She arrived right as Ty and Dom were setting Warrick down on one of their operating tables.
“I think I’ve reached my limit of carrying unconscious people today, man.” Ty said to Dom, neither of them noticing Daf entering the room.
“I don’t know what’s happening here, but yeah, I’d like everyone else to stay erect for the rest of the day.” Dom replied with a sigh.
Before Daf could reach the table, Warrick began to spasm and shudder on the table.
“Jesus Christ, what’s happening!?” Ty said as he reached out and held Warrick’s shoulders down on the table.
“I think he was electrocuted. Just keep holding him down, I need to check his heart rate. Dom, I need his chest free.” Dom nodded and ripped Warrick’s shirt down the center, and Daf quickly began placing sensors on his chest and forehead.
The monitor next to the table came alive, beeping and displaying Warrick’s vitals.
“Fuck, his heart beat is erratic.” Daf studdied a few more numbers on the screen when a loud, prolounged beep sounded from the machine. “He’s going into arrest!” Daf ran over to a cabinet and threw it open. “Someone start CPR!”
Without second thought, Ty began chest compressions on Warrick, even though panic coursed through him. Warrick and Jonathan were his closest friends. Losing either one of them would tear a wound through him that he wasn’t sure would ever heal, and so as he worked Ty focused on two things. CPR, and the chant of “Don’t die, don’t die, don’t die” that repeated in his head.
Daf turned around and froze, her eyes wide as she stared at Ty. A beautiful, mesmerizing, golden glow surrounded him and was slowly spreading out along Warrick’s body. As she watched, Warrick was covered in the glow and his burns began to fade.
Ty noticed the glow around the same time as the burn on Warrick’s chest, next to where Ty was doing chest compressions, disappeared. Ty followed the glow up his arms and back down to Warrick’s chest. The shock stilled his hands, performing CPR completely forgotten. The elongated beep from the machine broke, and started a steady, even rhythm as the glow began to fade.
Ty looked around at Daf and Dom as they stared at him in surprise. No one spoke for several moments, until Ty decided to break the silence.
“Well shit, that’s better than a bandaid, right?”
“What?” Jonathan replied as he tossed another Molotov over the wall. “I ran out of bullets.”
Daf glanced over and rolled her eyes in exasperation before speaking over the com. “That’s a fucked-up way to kill a sentient being, Jonathan.”
“I say it’s better them than us,” Warrick called out as he handed Jonathan another Molotov.
Surprisingly the fire never reached the trees. It seemed that once the original fuel of the Molotov was spent the fire petered out, and only a left a smoky haze for a few moments before all evidence of the Molotov disappeared. Unfortunately, the same thing happened with the Orcs, though the fire did appear to scorch their armor somewhat. After a few more tosses, Jonathan and Warrick gave up on the Molotovs.
Daf shook her head and went back to shooting the Orcs that were rushing towards them. For several minutes everyone on the wall silently held their positions and continued to fire at the attackers, except for Dom. Dom paced back and forth, calling out for a status from the other three walls and providing the occasional encouraging word. It didn’t take long though for Dom’s voice to be interrupted by a frantic call from Mattie from the south wall.
“BREACH!” Mattie’s yell caused many to wince in pain. “The sick fuckers used their dead to create a ramp up and they’ve reached the top. We have two down and three injured, get someone up here, Kat!”
“On it!” Ty called over the com quickly before dashing out of triage to head towards the south wall.
Dom glanced down at Daf, concern evident in his eyes. He was torn between staying with her and helping the others. Daf smiled in understanding and nodded up at him, giving him the permission he was seeking.
“Stay safe.” Dom said quickly to her, before taking off and pulling his sword loose as he dashed towards the south wall.
He reached the fray quickly, and began attacking with a vengeance. Close quarters combat with the Orcs was always dangerous, as the Orcs had both a longer reach and definitely more muscle behind their swings. But Dom and the group on the south wall didn’t hesitate, for if they failed everyone in the compound would be at risk, including the children.
The defenders jumped into the fight with vigor, and the sound of metal on metal echoed through the compound. The screams of the injured and dying soon mingled with the clanging metal, and three more fell on the wall, leaving only 57 to defend.
Dom tried not to count, tried to think only of the target before him, but with each new scream he winced and fought harder. Every one of their people that fell left behind another child orphan, another lone sibling, or another widow.
It seemed like forever before he finally reached Mattie, and as the Orc before him fell he knew she was in trouble. He saw that her only weapon was her rifle, which she held above her in her shaking arms, barely keeping the Orcs blade at bay. It slowly inched closer to her, and Dom feared he wouldn’t make it in time as he leapt forward, his sword held tightly in his palms.
Mattie glared at the Orc looming over her as her arms threatened to give out on her. She would not, could not, die this way! A fire burned in her chest, and Mattie felt the warmth flow from her center out to each of her limbs, filling every cell in her body. The fire begged to escape; the pressure almost overwhelming. It was fueled by her rage, by her helplessness, and by something else she could not identify.
It built and built until she couldn’t take it anymore, and screamed at the Orc before her. “GO AWAY!”
As soon as the words left her mouth the fire within her responded, and a pinkish light burst from her in an ever-expanding bubble. As the bubble touched the Orc before her it flew back as if a great force had pounded into it. Its body launched, spinning, over the wall and the bubble continued to grow faster and faster, with Mattie at its center.
Every Orc that came in contact with the pink glow was blasted out and away from the compound, many of them hurtling into the forest and slamming into the trees and rocks, their movement ceasing as their vacant, dead eyes stared up into the leaves and sky above them.
As the light came at him, Dom froze and tensed, but it passed harmlessly through him, leaving only a faint warmth and tingle in its wake. Everyone watched in shock as the Orc attackers were quickly obliterated, while they each were left unharmed. When the bubble finally faded only five Orcs remained, but were quick to dart off into the trees in fear.
It was at that moment Ty finally reached Mattie on the wall, having not even noticed the bubble as he made his mad dash to her location. He looked around in confusion at everyone’s wide-eyed stares, but ignored them quickly when he noticed Mattie swaying weakly before him. He reached out as she fell and caught her before she hit the ground. Looking up at Dom, he started to speak but was interrupted by CJ’s voice over the com.
“What the FUCK was that?!”
The silence that fell over the compound after the first Orc breached the woods was absolute. The only sound that could be heard was the rustling of the leaves a slight breeze caressed their surface.
“Shields.” Dom said over the coms to Faye, and a few seconds later the familiar, faint purple glow surrounded the compound.
Dom glanced around the walls, checking for any weaknesses.
“Where the hell is your brother, Jonathan?” Dom demanded over the com when he noticed Warrick was not in position.
“I’m not his baby sitter!” Jonathan replied.
“Seriously!?” Kat’s exasperated voice came over the com. “I’ll shoot him for sure this time!”
“You’ll have to fix him if you do.” Cayla replied.
“I’ve got bandaids! Um…somewhere?” Ty joked.
“Not the time, Ty!” Kat said in irritation.
“Calm down, guys. I’ll go look for him.” Daf said as she started to gather her rifle up to stand.
“No, everyone keep your positions. We’re already down one.” Dom stated, barely keeping the annoyance out of his voice. Daf nodded and settled back into position. “There’s only one so far, so everyone hold your fire until my order.”
It didn’t take long before the forest line was marred by the shapes of Orcs, and the silence of the compound was replaced with the strange yips and grunts that Dom suspected was the Orcs language. Dom scanned the tree line and estimated at least 200. Double CJ’s original estimate, and three times their group of 65, but the K-Shield would at least help even the field. Their weapons were augmented to fire through the K-Shield, and anything that was not, like the Orcs and their weapons, would be thrown back.
For probably the hundredth time Dom wish the shield could kill those that touched it, at least it would save some ammo, but he was still thankful for its presence. The last three attacks had been increasing in numbers each time, but the group before them was almost double that of the last attack. And they had lost 20 people that day.
Dom pulled his thoughts away from dwelling on the past and looked down the wall one last time before giving the order. “Open fire!”
The sound of gun fire was explosive, drowning out the sounds of the Orcs as they scrambled along the tree line, making themselves difficult targets to hit.
“Yeah, you run you fucking pansy bastards!” CJ shouted with a laugh as she fired into the trees, almost every shot hitting a target. “Fucking hell!” CJ hollered out whenever one bullet landed in the trunk of a tree in instead of an Orcs body.
The rest fired quietly from their positions, Mattie and Daf calm and seemingly effortless in their shots as they took down Orc after Orc. When the first barrage quieted 72 Orcs were dead on the ground and none from their group had even a scratch, but Dom knew the power for the shields wouldn’t last long. Even with the solar setup they had, the shields were their largest drain and when he saw the faint flicker he knew it was only a matter of minutes before the shield would be down entirely.
“Drone’s and heavies, get ready.” Dom called over the com, preparing for the inevitable shield drop.
When the shield flickered a second, longer time, the Orc’s cheers could clearly be heard over the gunfire. Everyone tensed, knowing their best defense was about to drop, but the gunfire kept up. Another 23 Orcs were felled before the shield drooped, leaving 105 to their 65.
As soon as the shields faded the 18 drones flew out over the walls and began engaging the Orcs as they rushed towards the wall, the faint whir of their engines as they flew was lost in the roar of the heavy guns opening fire.
Dom heard the faint shattering of glass and glanced around, quickly spotting several Orcs on fire as they ran around in the circle of flames on the ground. Another glass shattering sound and fire burst out a few feet away from the rest.
“Who the fuck is responsible for this?” Dom hollered in the com as he stared down the wall.
CJ caught Dom’s eye and quickly pointed behind her where Jonathan stood lighting a piece of cloth hanging from a glass bottle before tossing it over the wall, and next to him stood his brother Warrick, a large bag at his feet that he was pulling items from to quickly prepare another Molotov for Jonathan. Annoyance surged through Dom as the third Molotov struck a new target, and this time his shout did not hide his rage.
“GOD DAMNIT, JONATHAN!”
“I don’t have enough ammo for a shootout.” Jonathan said despondently. “Can I just toss Molotov’s at them or something?”
“With the way you shoot, of course you’ve run out.” Mattie snorted as she inspected her sniper rifle. “I told you, one shot one kill is the way to go. Also, Molotov’s? Really? We don’t need to burn down the forest, Jonathan.”
“Hey, be nice! You know I never fired a shot before coming here. I’m no warrior! And I’m semi decent at throwing, so Molotov’s just seem like they’d work for me.” Jonathan said, shooting Mattie an annoyed look before turning back to his weapon.
“Burning shit down isn’t the answer just because you can’t hit a fat target that’s practically in your face. I have plenty of ammo for my rifle to take down ten times what’s coming.”
“Jesus, Mattie, what crawled up your ass today? Not everyone’s a ‘perfect shot’ like you, but that doesn’t mean you get to rub it in our faces.” Sarcasm dripped from Jonathan’s voice as he replied with a frown.
“For fucks sake, stop bickering you two!” Daf glared at Mattie and Jonathan. “I get it, you’re tense, but what is wrong with you two?” When no immediate reply came Daf rolled her eyes and sighed. “Fine, don’t answer…Look, I need to activate the warning lights to alert everyone else. Can you guys just cool it and focus on prep?”
“Maybe they just need to bang each other.” CJ replied, snickering.
“He is sooo not my type.” Mattie said with a glare and quick flip of her middle finger at CJ.
“Ugh, not helping, CJ! I’m leaving, please try to remember the bullets are not for interior use. As in, don’t fucking shoot each other while I’m gone!” Daf said before rushing out the door.
Daf stopped to activate the warning lights and dashed out the door to wake Dom, her husband. Lately he’d been doing extra patrols at night and sleeping later than normal, so Daf suspected he would be out cold still and wouldn’t see the warning lights.
She found him in their room, out cold on the bed with one arm resting across his eyes to block the ambient light that the sheets turned curtains couldn’t stop. She had only taken a few steps into the room when he pulled his arm down and squinted at her, the warmth in his eyes slowly faded when he noticed the light flashing over the doorway behind her.
“Shit, what’s going on?” Dom said as he jumped from the bed and started pulling his shirt and shoes on.
“We’ve got at least one hundred incoming, less than an hour out.”
“Oh, that’s just fucking perfect.” Dom mumbled angrily as he finished getting dressed and headed out of the room. “What’s the status on the weapons?”
“Our last count had us at 18 drones active, 2873 small weapon rounds, 12000 sniper rounds, and about 6000 heavy rounds for the wall guns.” Daf said as she darted after him. Dom’s 6’4” stride was difficult to keep up with when he was angry, so even though she was 5’9” she still had to semi-jog to keep up with him.
“Only 18 drones? Damn it, I thought Ty and Cayla were working on a new power pack so we can activate the rest.” Dom asked after a few minutes of silence.
“The mineral was too unstable, the packs are still exploding. Cayla said that it’ll take time because they need to find the right mix. It’s not exactly like either of them have worked with it before.”
“I know, I know. I just thought that maybe we’d be better prepared after six months of quiet…” Dom shook his head and they finished the trek to the weapons cache in silence. Daf knew Dom was trying to think out a plan that would have the least amount of deaths on their side.
It didn’t take long to get back to the others, and by the time they did Daf was slightly out of breath and so took a moment to calm her breathing. The group had almost quadrupled in size, and all were armed with either a gun or one of the drone control pads.
As usual, the only one carrying a sniper rifle was Mattie and Daf rolled her eyes. This happened every time, and is why they were so lop-sided on the ammo count. Daf rolled her eyes and sighed as she pulled a sniper rifle down for her self. She wasn’t as good a shot as Mattie, but she at least had a 90% headshot ratio.
Dom was standing near the main door when she finished gathering her gun and ammo, so she walked over and stood next to him.
“EVERYONE, QUIET!” Daf’s voice echoed through the room and it quickly grew quiet. Daf smiled at everyone before nodding at Dom to begin.
“Right, I’m sure you’ve all already chatted, but I’ll still recap what we know. At least 100 are incoming and,” Dom paused to look at this watch before continuing, “we’ve got maybe a 30 min ETA. Does that sound right, CJ?”
CJ nodded back grimly from where she stood by Kat, Ty, and Mattie.
“Right, so we need some of you to make sure the heavy’s are full up and primed. All drone operators need to inspect their drone and the drone’s power pack. We don’t have much time, so be swift. Kat, you, Ty, Jonathan and Cayla will be on medic duty today. We need Daf on the wall, so Kat will be in charge of triage. Faye, we’ll need you in the shield room to re-calibrate the power to any section that weakens.”
“Wait, I can’t medic people.” Ty said in surprise. “My skills are in bandaids, and even then I muck it up.”
“No, you need to get the injured, supplies, whatever she needs to Kat. Look, I know it’s been months since we’ve seen any activity but this is standard. So lets keep a clear head, remember what we’ve trained on, and we’ll get through this. Does anyone have any questions?” Dom paused and glanced around. Everyone in the room shook their heads quickly. “Good, get on your assigned duties.”
Everyone quickly filed out of the room, leaving only Dom and Daf inside. Daf looked up at Dom and saw the worry on his face.
“Don’t worry, baby. We’ve reinforced the walls for months now. They are way stronger than during the last assault.” Daf said, placing a hand on his cheek. “Plus you got me shooting this time around.”
Dom laughed and pulled her into a tight hug. “Just stay down, okay?”
Daf nodded and grinned. “Down is my favorite.”
“God, I love you.” Dom said with a laugh and a quick kiss. “Okay, lets get into position.”
Daf nodded and followed him out to the wall. It seemed like forever and almost no time at all before the quiet line of trees were disturbed. The first of the creatures stepped through, it’s black skin seemed to glimmer as it grinned up at them. The huge tusk like teeth protruding from their bottom row of teeth were wrapped in gold colored rings from mid-tusk to tip, and their white hair fell in braids down their back.
It was the tusks, stunted nose, and pointy ears that had earned them the name that Ty and dubbed them, even though they probably had a different one for themselves. Daf readied her weapon and stared down the site at the beasts below. The ‘Orcs’ had finally arrived.
The darkness barely hindered CJ’s progress. She knew this area well. She moved silently, effortlessly dodging through the trees, traps, and other items on her path to the compound. Time was short, her scouting had returned results. Dire results that needed to be shared. Anxiety coursed through her as she approached the compound. It had been quiet for so long, they had become lax. Lax enough that this could be bad, so very bad.
CJ looked up at the towering fence before her. She had finally reached the compound. Only one entrance existed now, the others all having been closed off months ago. It sat hidden in some brush nearby, and CJ quickly unlocked and darted inside the reinforced steel door. Locking it behind her, she rushed across the grounds, heading towards the main building.
Please let them be there, CJ prayed as she ran. There was no time to search them out. The few moments they had were already dwindling, even though she ran the miles back to the compound, she was still slower than those that came behind. What would take her an hour would take them half the time at a normal clip, and less than that if they rushed. God, let them be there!
CJ burst into the room, panting from her run. Her eyes looked frantically around before coming to rest on Daf, Mattie, Ty, Jonathan and Faye. Relief coursed through her and weakened her limbs. They were here.
“Thank god, you’re here!” CJ cried out, rushing forward to where the others sat.
“Jesus, what’s wrong?” Daf asked as she jumped up from her seat and grasped CJ by the shoulders.
“They’re coming!” CJ stated breathily, tightly gripping Daf back.
“What?!” Daf gasped out.
“Now?” Ty asked in shock.
“No, next week…Of course now, Ty!” CJ said, shooting him an exasperated look.
“How long do we have?” Faye and Jonathan asked together.
“Maybe half an hour, probably less.” CJ replied as a cold dread slowly replaced her anxiety.
“How many this time?” Mattie asked darting over and typing in a code to unlock and open the door on the other side of the room that led to their weapons cache.
“At least a hundred.” CJ replied as the weapons cache opened and they filed in. “Possibly more, I didn’t want to waste time counting.”
The others paled and Daf paused with her hand halfway to a sword on the wall. She slowly let it fall back to her side as she looked back at CJ. “Well fuck, we’re gonna need all the bullets this time.”
I’m on a roll! Totally inspired…I’m still working on book 2, BUT this is fuuuun so I have to do it! So, to explain – I’m going to write an adventure with my TWITTER buddies as the cast! I posted up part of it on 3/20/19, but I put it into individual tweets and naturally the character limit isn’t conducive to writing, soooo I’m using my site to facilitate a more expansive story!
The initial post to Twitter from 3/20/19 will be added to my site, with more details, by 3/22/19 AND shared on my Twitter! I plan to add to the story each week. 😀
Here are the current cast, if you don’t already follow them on Twitter, you should!!! They are amazing, creative people! Please note – the parts in parenthesis are their names in the story and are NOT part of their Twitter handles.
- @bushwickcj (CJ)
- @mydearmatilda (Mattie)
- @TySparks8 (Ty)
- @ItsFayeMorgan (Faye)
- @EmbersOfAugust (Jonathan)
- @dafununbean (Daf)
- @DominicLunsfor1 (Dom)
- @KAQSHARP (Kat)
- @CaylaVanHulle (Cayla)
- @RLWarrick1 (Warrick)
This is a work of FICTION. Places, actions, etc. are CREATIVE WORKS. This story is being written for FUN and, upon request of the individuals, cast members may change/be removed/added/renamed.