“Stand Down” Week 37 – 4 Angels Standing Guard ‘Round The Side Of Your Bed
Jordan had drifted off to sleep a minute after the girl’d left, realizing his exhaustion once again. As he did, Zain, now from the sound of it laying right next to him on the furry mat– started speaking. He was whispering, as if this were some frilly slumber-party. “So– wait, why aren’t you paste at…
“Stand Down” Week 36 – Babylon
Back in the grand black space. Jordan’s dreamscape– now a hellscape. The massive cage-monster, the boxing-beast warped by tangling rebar and wire, lies dead. The wall it had formed, barring Jordan’s advance to that mansion– that sky full of diamond blue– had crumbled. Now, though, pulling themselves from its massive corpse and the wall alike,…
Week 35 – No Installment
“Stand Down” Week 34 – Herald Of Justice
Geoul was in a chair by his mother as she lay in an otherwise empty king-sized bed. He is obviously in his late teens; his facial hair and chin are enough to make.him look older still. He is heavy-set, courtesy of how much his mother had spoiled him once they’d finally settled in Greece. His…
“Stand Down” Week 33 – Ranov, Betrayed
The Oakmans. From what Scott had gathered, their senior members were all ex-cons. They’d antagonized and recruited from Oakville’s poorer regions, and had even attempted peddling low-end drugs in them, though it never caught. In one instance, they’d even robbed an antique guns exhibit that was visiting the town. Despite the compelling evidence Scott had…
Week 32 – No Installment
Due to DnD and Uni-related distractions, no installment this week.
“Stand Down” Week 31 – 21 Guns
The arrow’s golden streak flies, at sonic speeds, down the mountain, twisting between stones and trees as it goes. It dive-bombs towards a small, snow-colored and homely-looking town near the mountain’s base, disappearing between its buildings. Jordan bends down, picking up the shirt he’d torn off and slipping it back on. “Probably already as hot…
“Stand Down” Week 30 – Ranov: ‘Til I Die
“Oh, shit!” one of the younger gangsters calls out, all the way down on the ground floor. He runs past the reception desk over to the large man on the ground, proceeding to shake him by his collar. The rest of the hooligans arrive, looking both of them over and remaining a pace away from…
“Stand Down” Week 29 – Ranov and the Dead Angel’s Blood
Thunder strikes outside of the apartment building, briefly illuminating the obese Puerto-rican as he steps off the stairs to the ground floor. Flashlight in hand, he directs its beam onto the electrical box. As he steps forward to it, seeing the many displaced and torn wires, he pushes his headband up further in a gesture…
“Stand Down” Week 28 – Ranov’s Dream
The full moon’s light casts a significant glare when reflecting off of the Mark One’s black finish. The jacket worn under its plating shudders wherever it is exposed to the air, being tugged to and fro by the motorcycle’s slipstream. The suit’s helmet, however, is entirely still, and reflects little in the way of light.…