FFM 2026 22: Connections

I finished the first draft near 9PM with 47 words over the limit, have a vaguely related word that maybe hopefully hasn't been used as a Whoops title as a title yet. And light editing, of course, because I physically don't have the time for rigorous editing this time around. Continuing from FFM 2026 20: … Continue reading FFM 2026 22: Connections

FFM 2026 17: Crash down

The urge to just run away did not lose its hold on him when he made it to the clearing he had found earlier. If anything, it gripped his chest harder. He wanted to just keep walking and walking and walking away until no one would bother pursuing him anymore, just get away from it all.

FFM 2026 16: A Cultist

The smell of Fateguiders, of a sweet fruit she later learned was called 'banana', of Hioth-Shu, of Ink'Horn, it followed Zerela as she fled, her apology probably a garbled combination of many languages rather than anything intelligible, until it no longer did.

FFM 2026 15: Comeuppance: Delivered

Cou-2 kept things professional when they made it to the apartment C'zlu's family lived in. They were getting looks from the civilians — courier Mechs were rare in the civilian parts of the base, Infini'tech Labs Mechs much less so — but they ignored it. They had a job to do.

FFM 2026 14: Bananas

The Flash Fiction Metaverse Mansion had turned yellow overnight. Or at least the facade had. What was even more suspicious was the chanting of "banana banana banana banana banana" that came from inside, accompanied by Hydra's laughter. What the fuck? Windy had a very bad feeling about this.