http://slow.writerscafe.org/wagonburner The original writings of author wagonburner en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776223006 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Not Getting Ahead In Life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/2817415/ Blink and You'll Miss It http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/2817412/ The Potent Truth http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/2788776/ I rose from the bed, eyes locked on Sam's.  I prowled around the edge of the bed and felt my voice come out like a rad scorpion's venom, "Well?  Did you get enough of a look?"  Sam opened and closed her mouth a few times before she responded meekly, "I'm sorry, I was curious-" I inter.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/2120999/ The next day dawned gray and wet.  The skyline was framed by the petulant clouds that hissed rain and belched thunder occasionally.  I sat on the edge of my bed and hacked, took another pull from the bottle of whiskey.  I rose and stumbled into the bathroom to prepare for the day.&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/2120993/ Notes and ideas for Arthur Kane and Co. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/2120992/ The scene had been processed, documented and cleaning was underway.  As Frank had predicted, Chief Higgens soon knew the identity of the victims and immediately called us off.  Unfortunately, things were a little more complicated than even Frank knew.  I now waited under the Clark Str.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/2120979/ Turncoat http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/2054091/ Trials and Turbulence http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/2012885/ Getting Serious Now http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/2012392/ Operation Roaring Lion http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/2009486/ Lost and Not Yet Found http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/1956343/ I caught up with Sam in a few moments and matched her pace, walking quietly beside her.  I felt naked without my equipment or weapons, but it was the cost of doing business with this town.  I cast a careful look at Sam, wondering, not for the first time, how she would react to my weapon th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/1937881/ I was led into a plaza, of sorts.  I kept my head still, and scanned the area, eyes flicking to and fro.  Old habits were telling me, that building would provide cover in a firefight, that one would be torn to shreds in seconds, that one over there would crumble to a pile of junk in a mont.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/1933330/ "Our city has sat in the grip of terror for years, but our dedicated police have increased our efforts in combating every issue our community faces.  From petty to the organized crimes that plague our fair city, we will systematically weed out and eliminate every threat to our way of life."&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/1926054/ In 1938 Chicago, a broken detective and his partner face down the Mafia families of the city where the line between corruption and justice blurs. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/1926053/ Awkward Reunion http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/1893807/ Dilemma http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/1893797/ This one, printed copy and one on the computer. 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They Obviously Got the Trick http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/1847729/ I blinked at the man chuckling at me.  I shrugged off his arm and finished my work.  I strapped the plates to my pack and shoved the stinger into my coat pocket.  I pulled out a cardboard box from my pocket, flipped it open and grabbed a cigarette.  I turned towards the others as.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/1841145/ Ideas for Reaper-He is told by waitress that he has something on his face, goes into the bathroom.  Here he will see what he looks like.  When he leaves, the windows leading outside only show the stark emptiness of the in-between.  His "future" materializes from the shadows, then walk.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/1836722/ Reaper Book 2 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/1836715/ The Scientific Method http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/1834358/ Knowledge Is Power; But With Power Comes Great Responsibility http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/1834348/ The minigun rippled and the raider was torn in half.  Bullets chewed the rock where another was taking cover.  He popped his upper body around the corner when the super mutant stopped shooting.  He got off a few rounds with his assault rifle when the super mutant renewed his death-dea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/1833328/ Shorts based on the world as created in the Fallout universe http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/1833327/ Pipes, All This Talk of Pipes; Someone Call Mario http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/1763986/ Rise and Freakin' Shine http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/1730771/ Phantom Limbs http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/wagonburner/1678045/ Rain Makes Corn. 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