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ORIGINAL FICTION: "Bob and the Monastery of Blood" by Republibots 2.0 and 3.0 and Paula Tabor

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Blackness, pain, dizziness, pain, couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe, pain, panic, , nonexistence. Suddenly alert, blinding light, pain, still couldn’t breathes, still couldn’t move. Something wet pooling beneath me, was that blood? Panic, the blackness again. Blind in one eye. More panic. Confusion behind the panic, looking for anything to hold on to, then, the blessed return to unconsciousness. Many times over, it seemed, an eternity.

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ORIGINAL FICTION: "Laodicians (Conclusion)" By Republibot 3.0

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PLEASE NOTE: This is part two of the story. Part one is online here: http://www.republibot.com/content/original-fiction-laodicians-part-1-rep...

Lev let out a long sigh, and sat down. “That’s a lot to take in, Galina,” he said.

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Ice Cream And Venom

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As many of you know I e-published my first book, "Ice Cream and Venom" about eight months ago on Amazon in Kindle format. It's been very well reviewed - better than I expected, really - but being as it was my first book, and my first experience with that format, it had a LOT of formatting and editing errors I didn't notice until after it was online and people started pointing 'em to me. They were substantial. Also, to be honest, the order of the stories didn't flow very well. It started out on the weakest (And most deliberately offensive!) one. Also, the Table of Contents didn't work.

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ORIGINAL FICTION: "Laodicians, Part 1" by Republibot 3.0

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“What’s ‘Catholicism?’” The girl asked. She and the well-dressed stranger were standing in line, waiting for the restroom. It was never a good idea to get launched in a rocket with a full bladder. She was extremely pretty: tall, thin, curvy, black skin, blonde hair, and blue eyes with epicanthic folds; the kind of classical Gagarin look that was enjoying something of a comeback at the moment. He’d made a point of striking up conversation with her. She hadn’t recognized the word when it came up.

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ORIGINAL FICTION: "Things My Father and Mother Said to Me" by Keith Hamilton Cobb

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Things My Father Said To Me

Think and all the ancestors think with you. Fight and you fight alone.

None do more ill than those perpetually endeavoring to do “good”.

No dead thing has a value. Think before killing, then kill without further thought. Indecision is deadly. Guilt and remorse are as valueless as dead things.

Honor Drago in all that you do and let be. Exaltation is for humans and idiots.

EAT…and grow strong.

Let no one ever force you to repeat yourself, but say nothing more or less the first time than what you are prepared to defend.

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ORIGINAL FICTION CONTEST: Write A Blue Collar Science Fiction Story!

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Back in December of 2009, Neorandomizer made a very good suggestion that I promptly forgot about until today: why not have a contest to see who could write the best science fiction short story set in a blue-collar world?

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ORIGINAL FICTION: "It's Not Rocket Science..." by Republibot 3.0

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It was a time of magic, a time of wonder, a time of wizards and the mighty mages of old; men like Fatumpsh the Cheerful Wandering Fornicator, and Blath-Gar the Flatulent, and Heinleino the Creepy Swinger. Not less pronounced - if somewhat more pronounceable - were women wizards such as Katie the Trollope, Sheena the Slattern, Hepshebah the Other Trollope, and Wanda-With-The-Stupid-Husband-Of-Convenience. Such marvels as these held sway in this distant age, when empires rose and fell based entirely upon their whim.

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ORIGINAL FICTION: "The Relativity of Ethics" by Keith Hamilton Cobb

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My father was quite fond of reading and quoting a Nietzschean supremacist poet who called himself King Darius, or “The King”. He wrote, “Glorious son, go up from the nightside and look down on us. / Where the lights shine brightest, there! There are we. / Where darkness alone resides, yet there are peoples whose one resource is wishing. / Go up because you can. / It will remind you of who you are.

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ORIGINAL FICTION: "New York Time Slip" by Richard Anderson

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Penny was almost in a trance as the music washed over her. Reading about or listening to a recording of this performance could not reproduce or explain the emotional and physiological reaction she and the rest of the audience were having. It was fortunate that the stream had carried her here.

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ORIGINAL FICTION: "The Beautiful Captain Hunt" by Keith Hamilton Cobb

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The physicist, Albert Einstein uncountable eons ago said this: “A human being is part of the whole called by us ‘the universe,’ a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something separate from the rest – a kind of optical delusion of consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and affection for a few persons nearest to us.

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