Some day, this will be a "Last.fm/NetFlix/Amazon for web fiction"
(both original and fanfiction) where you can search
across many different hosting sites or rate what you've read and
get recommendations. However, life keeps throwing more urgent
projects my way, so I don't know when it'll be ready.
Harry looked bug eyed at all the stuff that was in the garage. The really odd part was that he hadn't paid for it himself. Well, odd for him. It might have to do with the fact that by his new memories, he had just killed a lot of really evil people. Or it might have been that a certain Fox masked clone had broken up two entire drug distribution operations, leaving behind nearly seventy bodies. Or maybe it was the storage scroll that had was labeled six million pounds. Fox had been busy. The mass storage scroll marked "armor" was not really curing his headache either.
Sitting in a corner was a bunch of stolen star wars costumes, including a Bobba Fett style Mandalorian helmet, a full set of adult stormtrooper armor, a full Biker scout armor, and neatly sliced quarter size pieces of Tie pilot helmet. This day couldn't possibly get any more weird.
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