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APPLIQUE
http://www.massivefictions.com/./2014/11/26/0
Slake on the bridge. Cat in the corner. He’d nearly forgotten. White eyes. Static display. Beyond the screen, the familiar Martian sunset. Well, what passed for home, in this life. Basement liquidated, why wait? Mitigate his risk. The boy would be fine. Nothing more he could do. Right? Traced the shape of things to come, running his finger along the cat’s haunch. The outline peeled, collapsed into his hand. Shoddy workmanship. This was beyond the pale. Not his doing, but still. Massive fictions 1 print.
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LOYALTY DAY
http://www.massivefictions.com/./2015/06/27/0
If I had all the things I deserve, my net worth would be incredible! Six hours back on Earth. Workers are in the streets, I observed, gesturing toward the nearby the window. Annual parade. My wry humor. Piotr stared at the parade. Clicked back to situational awareness. He giggled, reaching for the obscured knob of the hidden door just as it opened slowly from within. You’re hired, said the man behind the green door. We entered, gladly. Massive fictions 1 print. Massive fictions 2 print. Cap scaleman, 2007.
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ACTRON v4, #11
http://www.massivefictions.com/./2015/06/28/0
ACTRON v4, #11. ACTRON v4, #11. Written and drawn by stanley lieber. Colored by pete toms. Massive fictions 1 print. Massive fictions 2 print. Solution pt. 1 @ arthur mag. The abandonment of cruelty. The vicar of megatokyo 1. Battles without honor and humanity @ fwc, portland. Xenomorphs @ fwc, portland. Katamari @ fwc, portland. Tokyo art beat @ superdeluxe, tokyo. Full of pryde @ fwc, portland. Psychometry ii @ arratia beer, berlin. Psychometry @ exile, berlin. Found photos @ fwc, portland.
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Im not really Stanley Lieber. And Im not really from NYC. Created on 8 May 2002 (#553288). Last updated on 3 August 2015. Battles without honor and humanity @ fwc, portland. Xenomorphs @ fwc, portland. Katamari @ fwc, portland. Tokyo art beat @ superdeluxe, tokyo. Full of pryde @ fwc, portland. Psychometry ii @ arratia beer, berlin. Psychometry @ exile, berlin. Found photos @ fwc, portland. 04 CONSCIOUSNESS IS THE BOTTLENECK. 9front, alan moore/tim perkins, albert camus. Don claude, dungen.
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ACTRON v4, #10
http://www.massivefictions.com/./2014/12/05/0
ACTRON v4, #10. ACTRON v4, #10. Written and drawn by stanley lieber. Colored by pete toms. Massive fictions 1 print. Massive fictions 2 print. Solution pt. 1 @ arthur mag. The abandonment of cruelty. The vicar of megatokyo 1. Battles without honor and humanity @ fwc, portland. Xenomorphs @ fwc, portland. Katamari @ fwc, portland. Tokyo art beat @ superdeluxe, tokyo. Full of pryde @ fwc, portland. Psychometry ii @ arratia beer, berlin. Psychometry @ exile, berlin. Found photos @ fwc, portland.
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THE SHIP’S CAT
http://www.massivefictions.com/./2014/11/25/0
Alpha’s life had changed, since the transaction. Slinking with tired paws over the glossy pink floor his marbled skin, still tender, adjusted slowly to the low light. Alpha had stuck around for the good luck. Forget Zuckerberg, these pirates had taken him in, taken care of him. Food always right there on the plate. Simple and plain. Had lasted at most a month. One by one, fallen to the accelerated tempo. Some without a hint of warning. All gone, now. His skin itched. Pink. Where did they want him to sit?
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FAIRE LA PERRUQUE, WHATEVS. HEY, WEIRD SHOES. THE INTERFACE TO SECURITY. YOU HAD TWO SONS, MY GHOST HAS NO HEAD. HELLO, CRUEL WORLD. IT'S A DIFFERENT WORLD. OUR ENEMIES ARE FLAT. FUCK NO, SCHLUMPFE. SPIRALS, PT. 2. SPIRALS, PT. 3. THIS IS WHAT IT FEELS LIKE. Massive fictions 1 print. Massive fictions 2 print. Solution pt. 1 @ arthur mag. The abandonment of cruelty. The vicar of megatokyo 1. Battles without honor and humanity @ fwc, portland. Xenomorphs @ fwc, portland. Katamari @ fwc, portland.
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YOUR DENSITY
http://www.massivefictions.com/./2014/11/27/0
Fine sand, hard-packed. The RAGNAROK was up to her neck. Slake reached out, but his arm passed through her hull. Confounded, he nearly fell to the ground. I’m she whispered, exasperated beyond consoling, I’m your density. Out, into the snow. Kicking pebbles over frosted runway. Deserted desert. Thin end of the pink wedge, sinking in the sand. Slake lit his purple cigarette, wandered through a hole in the fence. Continued beyond the restricted area. Massive fictions 1 print. Massive fictions 2 print.
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GRAY GLOVES
http://www.massivefictions.com/./2015/03/22/0
Head out of the sand. High enough to get a signal. Gray Gloves, en route. Get her started. Open her up before they arrive. We need to move her out of here. Absence of internal conflict. Working alone was easy. Black gloves. Technically adept but too involved. Expose yourself to their entanglements. White gloves. Slaves to bureaucracy. On the other hand, nobody ever got fired for turning in the right forms. Gray Gloves. Quiet professionals. On the list of approved vendors. Best of both worlds. Tokyo art b...