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California SnowAs soon as I stepped out the door, a wall of scorching heat struck me. I squinted into sky. Any cloud would have been welcome, but the vast blueness held only the searing sun. The rays hammered down without mercy, yet the heat was so intense and dry that my skin did not sweat immediately. It was much like being sliced bread in a toaster.

I trudged slowly into our backyard, listening to the coarse grit underfoot crunching against hard-baked dirt. Stretching before me lay the expansive desert where thousands of miles of fragrant creosote bushes—more brown than green—struggled to survive. The brittle tangles of grass and weeds huddled
GUNNAR'S GUNS - Chapter 1 - Part 4
The thundering applause of ten thousand hands rose into the night air over the UMS stadium. The roar carried to every corner of the 200-acre campus, most likely disturbing any early sleepers in the dorms.

Lexi swallowed and eyed the notes on the smart-paper in her damp hand. The applause wasn't for her. She was standing in the dimly-lit entrance tunnel where all the other graduate speakers waited anxiously. Although the sound system of the stadium boomed clearly throughout the seating and even in the tunnels, Lexi was so focused on her notes that she had barely heard whoever had been speaking last.

What had the gangly boy been talking about
GUNNAR'S GUNS - Chapter 1 - Part 3No, Lexi hadn't listened. She should have trusted Gina. If only she had, she would not be plummeting to her death in an accursed shuttle.

At least Gina wasn't there with her, suffering the same fate because of Lexi's mistake. It was a wonder she wasn't, though. It so easily could have gone differently, that fateful last day at the university.

. . .

Lexi hadn't slept much on her flight back to Tillor, but she had never felt more energetic. Her trip to Fort Hakeswill had been a last-ditch effort to find solid data on Gunnar and Bastill. Though poorly planned and on short notice, the trip had paid off massively. On the shuttle back, she had
GUNNAR'S GUNS - Chapter 1 - Part 2
Thin, cold air rampaged through the passenger compartment of the transport. It whipped Lexi's hair into tangles and lashed her face with it. The maelstrom assaulted the seated passengers with candy wrappers, smart-papers, and other bits of debris, making people duck and shield their heads with their hands.

At the time, the story had given Lexi such enthusiasm that she would have laughed had anyone told her it might be dangerous. If someone had warned her, would she have listened? No, she admitted, trying to block out the lurching of her stomach and the wailing of terrified passengers. No, she wouldn't have listened at all. She had brushed of
Character Sheet - Lexi Ryder (Gunnar's Guns)Hunted by the government for stumbling upon the truth, Lexi Ryder is a stubborn journalist and reluctant medic in Gunnar's Guns.

Name: Lexina "Lexi" Ryder (Pronounced "lex-EE-na 'LEX-ee' RY-dur")

Rank: None (no military experience)

Description:
• 22 years old
• 5'-5"
• 125 lbs
• Green eyes
• Light brown hair, long and straight
Overall appearance—Depending upon the situation, Lexi is either cursed or blessed with an exceptional figure. She never flaunts it, however, choosing to wear conservative clothes and preferring to avoid unwanted attention.

Role:
Lexi is the journalism student whose obsessive pur

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#11 out of a bazillion. ;)

---Excerpt from Gunnar's Guns: Tyr's Story---

Bash Bastill was a brute of a man, and a police officer on top of that. He kept order on the expansive space station he called home. Tough spacers and vicious criminals alike learned fear when they crossed Officer Bastill, and women and children gazed at him in adoration. To his young son, Tyr, that was solid evidence that his dad was a superhero.

But as seven-year-old Tyr knelt at his father's side, gaping in horror at the blood pooling on the decking, he knew he had been wrong. Superheroes could not be brought down by a single stab to the chest.

When the thug had come crashing out of the electronics store, it never seemed to cross Bash's mind that he was with his son, or that he was off-duty. With a lunge and one swing of his thick arm, he had swept the man so far off his feet that Tyr had felt the impact of him landing from ten feet away.

Bash was a no-nonsense man, direct in comment and blunt in combat. No one had ever challenged him to a fight. Perhaps this was why he didn't sense the second thug dart out of the crowd behind him. By the time Bash turned around, the man was almost pressed up against him, too close to punch or shoot. The knife had flashed through the few inches of separation.

The man slipped out of Bash's grasping hands and vanished down the grey corridors before Tyr even understood what had happened. Then Bash collapsed.

"Dad?" Tyr ran to his father, confused, and then he saw the blood. "Dad!"

Continue reading Gunnar's Guns: Tyr's Story

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~loveassassin13 Jun 10, 2012
That's so sweet! Are you by chance selling any of these?
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~Roskvape Jun 10, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you! :D

The short answer is no. These are already sold. The long answer is I had a hard time making their on/off switches reliable, so I fell out of making them. ^^; However, if someone just has to have one, things can be arranged. I still have the materials.
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