For awhile now, I’ve been playing with various sci-fi scenarios in my head. When I saw this post, I decided to give a stab at an alternate universe I had parsed in my head. I’ve used this same setting in a few other prompts I’ve written, usually revolving around a freelance mercenary group with their own troop carrier.

Done in September 4, 2020.

Note: My writing for Reddit writing prompts is different for brevity. While this is a good example of my writing, I often omit backstory and several details to create a concise post. Please look at my other works if you’re looking for my more regular style of writing.

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Victoria Tellison, Armadillo Head Scientist


I’ve always wondered why mercenaries with a troop carrier wanted to hire me. Why did they need a scientist like me? Didn’t their tech wizard bug queen know things? Or just look it up on the extranet?

Looks like that was changing.

The last two months Armadillo had been visiting a terraformed planet on the Outer Rim. Some radical space pope went back in time centuries ago, stole people from Earth from the 1800s and set them up to live there. Why? Aside from her own enjoyment, nobody knows.

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When people ask me what I do to relax to sleep or get in the mood for writing, they’re often shocked when they hear my response. Most likely because they don’t hear me say I need to lock myself in a corner of a room with a blanket, or whatever a typical introvert would say.

Apparently going out into public to write is such a big shocker.

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Some hours had passed, and the family had left Heather alone in the living room. The room was barely illuminated by the embers in the fireplace, the wind still howling outside. Heather shivered despite the quilt given to her, still fearing the worst.

There’s still time. I can make it home! Heather crept as quietly as she could off the couch, pushing her coverings aside. She slipped off her shoes and tiptoed across the floor towards the parlor.

“It’s pitch black out there. I need some sort of light,” she told herself. Heather’s eyes glanced around the entryway for where the family stored their lamps. Her eyebrows furrowed in frustration upon finding none, making her way into the kitchen. She found a box of matches at least, finally finding an old miner’s lamp near the door to the cellar.

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It’s been a long time coming, but my Michiko book has finally seen the light of day for publishing! Last touches were put on it this Sunday, and it hit Amazon’s Kindle market not too long after. Still going through announcements in all of my known channels with this joyous news.

You can get your copy to read below:


Thanks again for all those who backed the Kickstarter project, those on deviantART, and everyone else who’s shown interest in this work. Enjoy!

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