Greg Shap’s Journal entry#13

All those glinting implants tracing over the surface of her skin, all that tech and there wasn’t room for one stinking comm link on or in her? She said she could not risk an external distraction while linked in to a ship. “War ship?” I ventured a guess. She nicked me lightly with a claw. […]

Greg Shap’s Journal entry#12

No matter what you have heard, everyone breaks under torture. Some EA Special Forces have a chip in their head that can cut off the pain center of the brain if agony reaches a certain level. It can even kill them under certain circumstances to protect what’s inside their head. But not a low-level grunt […]

Greg Shap's Journal entry #11

Spacertown Every planet, station, platform, or flotsam island in EA space has a Spacertown. That’s all they’re ever called. The management wants to ensure that when we skinny, gravity-sensitive, hairless—from the depilatories we use to keep our hair from clogging our ship filters—Human misfits vent from our ships, we can find the place as quickly […]

Greg Shap's Journal Entry #10

I was a bit taller than the average spacer, a result of my planetside origin. I had not been destined for the deep dark, but life has a way of reaching down and taking what it wants, then destroying any pathway back. Sometimes it gives a few kindnesses, like a Space Fleet Admiral and his […]

Greg Shap's Journal entry #9

On Naming Worlds… Let’s face it, the settling of worlds is a serious business. Colonists have to be a sturdy, determined lot. There’s not a lot to laugh at when you’re meeting the unexpected and unpredictable. It could kill you. Oh sure, all the planets are checked out by the Colonization Bureau, but they can’t […]

Greg Shap’s Journal entry #7

Humans try to put a face on the snarling maw of darkness that is space. They try to tame it. It’s too big for that. Once you wander away from the safety of the herd, the wolves slink in. Then there is only one law in space; kill or be killed. Learn who your friends […]

Greg Shap’s Journal entry #6

Before the Whooex Union we had happily blundered into other alliances’ star systems all the time; but, since we were Stone Age technology compared to theirs, it hadn’t really mattered. We had an open field out toward the Crab Nebula, so we weren’t trying to move into anyone’s space. Once we joined the Whooex, the […]