I’m okay. Also I have the essence of our living machine god in my chest.
After being unable to get onto the internet, an author writes a fanfic to post on the internet. Think about the logic of that statement for a minute, and then you’re about ready to be thrown headlong into the literary piranha tank that is Machine Wars. Assembled from reading lists of toys, this fic manages to lose coherence in the first sentence and never gets it back. And while it might lack things like plot, story, characterization, sentence structure and readability, it does give you what you all really want: long lists of character names that don’t mean anything at all. So join all your favourite characters like Smartmind, Cableye, Deathwatch, Laughing Blue Jet, Wangstmuffin, Calcule, Fuzzbox, Expositron, Black Crystal Pepsi Convoy and Franklin Delanor Roosevelt Minicon III, earl of ToejaAm as their collective rigid grill structure bears down on your unprotected cargo bay door.
Riffers: Rebecca Bartley, Natasha Isavia, Matt Simmons and Rick R. Mortis
Written by: Rick R.
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