#conflict

  1. Semi-There Sunrise

    Author: THX 0477

    Things went blank. Or flat. Or perhaps just semi-there, but loud. The night became a flash of images and information punctuated by gunfire and mortar…

    Jun 12, 2014 sequel · Ficly archive

  2. No Chance For a Boy

    Author: THX 0477

    “I will not take no for an answer!” The voice resounded through the hallways with the force of an avalanche. Four classrooms away Pistol and Tugs shivered at a…

    Jun 26, 2013 · Ficly archive (2)

  3. As I Say Yes

    Author: Tad Winslow

    “Liv?” Melina asks. Her line of sight pivots from the table to rest on my breasts for an instant. Then they travel to the taught flesh covering my collar bone…

    Sep 24, 2010 sequel · Ficly archive (1)

  4. The Family Business

    Author: Bob Liddil

    “I really don’t want to have this conversation, Dad,” I said. “I’ve already made up my mind. I want to study at University.” He looked at me with that…

    Apr 28, 2010 · Ficly archive (6)

  5. Civility, Dignity, Sterility

    Author: THX 0477

    Civility, Dignity, Sterility Such pompous ideals, there to constrain Real-me who sees your pain so clearly A burden of woes across face and life The oil slick…

    Feb 23, 2010 · Ficly archive (2)

  6. Misinformed

    Author: Concerned Reader

    My senses come back to me slowly. There is an odd weight in my left hand. Through the still red haze, I can see the cold metal bar in my grasp. There’s a large…

    Feb 16, 2010 sequel · Ficly archive

  7. Crossed Paths

    Author: Concerned Reader

    I shift my weight to my right arm, rise to as much of a sitting position as I can, and look up through blood stained eyes. I can just barely see the figure of…

    Feb 16, 2010 · Ficly archive

  8. Ball Turret Gunner

    Author: Bob Liddil

    Alarm horns cut through REM like a tri-laser through a Kleg attack ship. I sleep in the ball so I don’t have to waste time running or strapping into the hot…

    Jan 9, 2010 · Ficly archive (3)

  9. Fulcrum

    Author: Dr. Theopolis

    Blade stared at him. I looked on, my eyes darting from Joe to Blade, to Blade’s gang, and back again. Joe was gambling, I knew. At any moment, one of them…

    Oct 9, 2009 sequel · Ficly archive (1)