- Bill Engleson | @billmelaterplea
- Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
- Cara Michaels | @caramichaels
- Silver James | @SilverJames_
- Mileva Anastasiadou | @happymil_
- Eric Martell | @drmag00
- Angora Shade | @AngoraShade
- Jo Hawk
- Daelyn Morgana
- Daniel Swensen | @daniel_swensen
- Kate | @Katsyarina_L
- Nellie Batz | @solimond
- Mark Ethridge | @mysoulstears
- David A. Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
- Kel J. Heinen | @Aightball
- Mary Decker | @mishmhem
Cara Michaels | @caramichaels
Siobhan says: I gotta say you better write the rest of this tale and publish it because I wanna know what happens to Elizabeth when she gets her comeuppance, even if it's after her death. And I wanna know what Alex has to say. And I wanna know what Ruby decides! Okay, yeah, you hooked me.
Gora Shade | @AngoraShade
Siobhan says: I loved the story about a person who's been alone too long and just talks to themselves to hear another human voice. And it reminded me of how no matter how well you plan, something can always go sideways, but the humor, confidence and sarcasm just made me grin at the end. Say cheese.
David A. Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
Siobhan says: Hahahahaha! So much for the badass Tormentor and its Forces of Evil taking over the village where one defender manages to take them all out. I would rather like to be a fly on the wall when the Tormentor comes home to the Pit with just the Captain left. Or maybe the defender will get them, too. Made me laugh.
Daniel Swensen | @daniel_swensen
Siobhan says: What I liked most about this story was the illustration and acknowledgment of what women experience every day, no matter their experience. I liked how he pointed out the folly of men who dismiss a woman's contribution to the knowledge base because arrogance and ego don't win battles. Bassett couldn't change their minds and didn't try, she just waited to clean up the mess. Nicely done, Daniel.
Halsey tapped at the keys of his laptop, green ciphers reflecting on his thick glasses. “Scan shows one ripper on the inside. No life signs. It must have wiped out everyone in there.”
“We can handle one,” Schmidt said, brandishing his rifle. He sniffed deeply, stretching his neck muscles with impatient motions.
“There’s not one,” Bassett said, her ear still pressed to the scarred, heavy wood. “Rippers don’t scan well. They always travel in packs. Three to five.”
“There’s just one,” Halsey said, not looking up from the screen.
“I’m with Halsey.”
Bassett tried not to roll her eyes. She’d been with this team all of one day. “Listen. I’ve done this before. You go running in there, and this is going to end with a second crew coming to identify a bucket of your corpses.”
Schmidt turned his head and spat. “Spare me the lecture, new meat. We can handle it. Halsey, stop watching porn and gear up.”
Halsey closed the computer and drew twin pistols. Schmidt jerked his chin at Bassett. “You coming?”
“I’ll bring up the rear.”
Bassett opened the door for them. As they charged through, she shut it behind them, fished an incendiary grenade from her belt, and waited for the screams.
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