Tag Archives: shanty
Putting the Bainbridge to Bed
Extended inspiration from the fifth one down on the first column. Read related here and here. You give the deckteam shit for misidentifying your Bainbridge and graciously accept a high berth near the exit corridor. Works every time. The robots and gizmos are ‘socking’ your flit so you know you’re in the stix again–everywhere else [...]
Okkatu at Sunset
Inspired by the fifth one down on the first column. Read related here and here. :Another fucking floating city,: you think. [Post | Edit | Cancel] You’ve left the profanity filter on from last night at the bar. And afterward at the brothel. > Edit :I hate floating cities.: Mom commented in your log recently [...]
Brother Gane’s Maquette
Immediately you are struck by the misplacement of the man in the garb. Gane is like a rabbit wearing a hat or a puppy in a shirt. Doable; just not right. But you don’t know what you would change. From top to bottom he’s Solex Guy. Gane’s dreads are rubbed evenly with alizarin crimson and [...]
The Solex Guy: A Day Before
Gane struggled to prepare his equipment. Fasting made a long day of paperwork and prayer exhausting. His appointments in the Shanty guided his inventory, but there were always unexpected needs. Some items, like traidl root powder, were easy to carry in sufficient quantities for any occasion. He arranged an extra roll of duct tape into [...]
Flicking Seeds
Tritti flicked the line up of tellat seeds off the rail of Johnka’s sledge. A solo version of a game she played with her brother. She was supposed to care how far they flew, but each seed dropped over the edge and out of sight like the previous one. Maybe the really good ones were [...]
The Pilgrim Meets You