Jamais Jochim
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I'm the guy who knows every last fact about Spider-man and if I don't I'll track it down. I love bad movies, enjoy table-top gaming, and probably would drive you crazy if you weren't ready for it.
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Brass Ring Chapter 2: When A Good Man Meets His Destiny
[Link to Chapter One] In the present, with ten minutes to go…. The old man went around the office making sure that things were in order. He was expecting company, the last guest he would ever have. he wanted things to be ready for when his relatives descended upon his house like vultures.
By Jamais Jochim3 months ago in Chapters
Sacrifices for the Balance Chapter 1: She Almost Escaped
“So how did the girl escape?” Percival Abbot inspected the cord before him. It had been cut through rather messily; apparently, she had used a small blade to saw her way out. This was interested as as the perpetrator would have most likely ensured she was disarmed. He petted one of the two large wolves surrounding him. “Yeah, makes no sense.”
By Jamais Jochim3 months ago in Chapters
Demon With A Steel Hand
October 26, 1984 A sphere of chronal energy formed then dissipated, leaving behind a bent-over naked man. Bloody time travel and its constraints. He stood, dropping the clothes and other items he had brought with him. He dressed in his armor-plated clothing and then put on the holster and pistol, then finally threw on a trenchcoat, hiding the pistol. He then grabbed the monocle and fitted it over his right eye. He sighed, feeling much more comfortable. It sure would be nice to time travel fully dressed. Howard MNM walked off into the night.
By Jamais Jochim3 months ago in Horror
Hearing the Scales of the Storm
The pirate ship Coronado needed a miracle and soon. A storm was beginning to brew, but it wasn’t the biggest problem: The ship following the pirate ship was. The HMS Swansea would normally be faster, but its rigging had been damaged in the fight with the Coronado and was slowing it down; the fight had been recent enough that some among the crew of both ships had ringing ears from the cannon fire; he grinned as he remembered the fire from the cannons. My ears are still ringing from the sound! However, the ship chasing was hardly limping and would soon catch the ship running, especially as repairs were being done in transit.
By Jamais Jochim3 months ago in Horror
What Would You Do For a Gallon of Sweetened Tea?
A tanna tree has been destroyed and, for the sake of my continued existence, I must plant another as soon as possible. For one of my age, tanna leaves make the only tea worth drinking. They filter the mana of the world into a product that can provide the sole sustenance that succors me. Made into a tea, sweetened just a little, it can make for a delightful afternoon drink, more than suitable for drinking by the pool in the bright noonday sun. After a few hours of recharging both body and soul, I can better refresh my mind in pursuit of my studies.
By Jamais Jochim3 months ago in Horror
My Big Fat Toga Party
It started with a knock. Kevin heard three raps on the door of the frat house and opened it. A corpse stood there waiting for him. Before he could respond, the corpse’s hand reached out for him. Tissue died where the hand touched Kevin, and the corruption spread quickly. In heartbeats, Kevin had lost his, replaced by cold, unfeeling flesh. He turned around and sought out doors within the house. The other corpse joined him. Within minutes the number of zombies had increased; as his frat brothers answered their doors, they were likewise taken and turned.
By Jamais Jochim3 months ago in Horror
Life at a Crossroads
Ian kissed his wife's necklace and then looked both ways before entering the intersection with his briefcase. He saw no traffic coming down the dirt roads; it was unlikely considering the stars above and the treeline in the distance. He took out his chalk and drew the circle.
By Jamais Jochim3 months ago in Horror
Sparrow on a Plank Chapter 1: Starting in Chains
No. That’s what he should have said this morning. Instead, Hajime was chained to a cold wall in the dank dungeon of some second-rate castle with someone firing up the branding irons. And his pants are nowhere to be seen. He smirked to himself; some people would pay decent money for the privilege of being where he was now. The scrawny kid from the docks of an oriental port wouldn’t mind trading places with one of those well-fed lordlings right about now.
By Jamais Jochim4 months ago in Chapters
Sparrow on a Plank Chapter 2: When The Sparrow Meets The Salamander
[For the last chapter, look here.] Hajime walked into the Spectacled Rhino, and headed straight for the table with Sal. This was not the usual dive bar he was used to meeting her; the tables here were clean and there were people actually waiting on the customers. He had problems cutting through the curry in the air, but it was a welcome change from the smoke and cheap booze he generally associated with Sal's usual watering hole.
By Jamais Jochim4 months ago in Chapters
You Should Never Play With Your Food
Herrold let go of the rope with his left hand to grab at the window ledge. Once he was secure, he did the same with his right hand. He then swung up on the ledge. He landed supine on the massive ledge. He breathed in deeply. He then rose to sitting, twisting around.
By Jamais Jochim4 months ago in Horror
