Project ROWDY 2-23A

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“Saving aliens.” Debbie Grayson’s words played over speakers that delivered the highest quality the Global Defense Agency could afford, that is if they hadn’t manufactured any themselves. The face that came with those words was blown up on the main screen, the same one that dominated the far wall of the GDA main command center…

The sky had turned the color of infected wounds, pink-orange bruise over a city that used to know blue. Smoke mixed alien tech-fires with burning gasoline; the air tasted like copper and ozone. Concrete dust settled on everything – robots, monsters, capes, ordinary people clutching rifles – all breathing the same poisoned atmosphere. Robot’s HUD…

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“OMNIPOTUS REMAINS UNBROKEN!” The air outside Chicago trembled. So did the ground, because apparently Omnipotus couldn’t say his own stupid name without making tectonics everybody else’s problem.  Also his breath smelled like spoiled milk. Somehow.  “OMNIPOTUS REMAINS UNBENT!” Maybe it was cosmic halitosis. Maybe the air was actually rotting. Hard to tell when the nightmare…

January 2023 – Month 8 Brick banked over the Jackfish River, boots cutting contrails no one on the frozen ground would hear until the sonic tails had already drifted into ragged clouds. Canada faded behind them, the Alberta villain already cuffed and en route to a snow-white GDA holding cell that smelled like antifreeze. Clean…