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A Bad Idea 86
“Alright,” Anne said, standing there, “I’m frozen. You’re a cop. There are two ambassadors staring at us in confusion.” “That’s, uh, right,” Superfreak said, trying desperately to get back into character, to become a cop again. But he was distracted by the knowledge that the getaway car had left without them. “You’re right, man. I’m […]
New Short Story Up!
Hey everyone, hope you’re enjoying A Bad Idea (or, if you’re in the archives, Kinda Super Gay or Godpunk). Just wanted to let everyone know I have a new story at Daily Science Fiction, which can be found here. It’s got superheroes, but it’s less joke-y than either A Bad Idea or Kinda Super Gay. Check it out!
A Bad Idea 81
Roughly a minute before Anne burst into the embassy, Emma sat in Smurfblatt’s office, trying to explain her problem. While she did so, she spun the globe sitting on Smurfblatt’s desk. Well, it wasn’t quite a globe. It was a depiction of Fleminick, so it was shaped like a spear. Still, the metal depiction of […]
A Bad Idea 77
Shade was only gone for a couple hours. Nobody left Anne’s apartment, since it was getting late and things had sort of turned into a party. The highlight of the night was undoubtedly the truth or dare session. Superfreak gave Cat a dare, which had led her to snake her arm through one of the […]
A Bad Idea 73
Prometheus was the next Superbud to enter the basement after the robbery/kidnapping/whatever. “I’m telling you, Cuba’s where the action’s at!” He shouted into the cell phone, as was his way. “The Cuban debt ship has sailed, and we never really had a chance since I’m an American. You figure they could cut me a goddamn […]
A Bad Idea 72
The Merchant Mariner was the first Superbud to enter the basement after the robbery/kidnapping/whatever. He grumbled, pissed off for two reasons. One, he’d barely gotten any time to swim, because some Atlantean prick had accosted him pretty early on, begging for the Mariner’s help in the latest Atlantean Civil War. As the Mariner tried explaining, […]
A Bad Idea 70
Melissa Klaw lounged on the sofa, her three right arms hanging off the side. Her upper left hand rested on her forehead, her middle left hand rested on her stomach, while her lower left hand rested on her leg. The upper right hand mirrored the lower left hand, in that they weren’t hands in the […]
A Bad Idea 68
“I’d like to leave here,” The Golden Man said, his fingertips touching the plexiglass. “We’d like you to come with us,” Shade replied. She glanced at Anne, who moved towards the box. “It’s been a while since I’ve felt like this,” The Golden Man said. He glanced at the floor. “It’s been a while since […]
A Bad Idea 66
As Anne, Emma, Cat, Shade, and Superfreak broke into the Superbuds’s base, they all had wildly different streams of consciousness. This is the most sober I’ve been in months, Emma thought to herself. Wasn’t even this sober for that drug test, which probably explains why I’m no longer working at Starbucks. If I was a […]
A Bad Idea 65
On the ground level, The Superbuds’s headquarters seemed entirely plain. It had linoleum floors and white walls. The sofa was pretty nice, the ping-pong table a little beat up. In truth, The Superbuds didn’t spend much time here, and thus didn’t put in the effort to make it look nice. The basement was where the […]
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