Word Count: 6482
Average Time: 50 Minutes (Holy cow)
- 1 Time: ??:??
- 2 Time: 12:15
- 3 Time: 12:30
- 4 Meanwhile...
- 5 Back at the Motel…
- 6 Time: 13:00
- 7 Time: 16:00
- 8 Time: 19:00
Good afternoon. You have been sleeping a lot lately, haven’t you?
You may not know my name, but I called upon you earlier to save our worlds. The aura known as Hammerspace has threatened to tear apart our species and the world around it.
You, however, have just awakened to Hammerspace. While this might mean at first glance that you are doomed to decomposition, you, like others, have been shown to have better control over your powers.
This… may not extremely be evident, considering your previous encounter, but with time, you will be an excellent wielder of Hammerspace and use it t…
Disclaimer: A picture in this chapter may be a tad harmful to those with epilepsy. Please proceed with caution.
Location: West End Outskirts
The West End can truly be a cruel place, but not everything about it was terrible. On the outskirts, some nice businesses thrive and get a lot of customers from the East End or part of the West End. One of the businesses sells delicious pizzas that simply cannot be replicated by anyone on the Planet!
Unfortunately, it’s a Sunday.
“Aw, man!” the Bursar grumbled. “I completely forgot what day it is! I was looking forward to having some pizza today!” he kicked the dirt underneath him.
“Now, now,” his friend consoled. “We can stop by that sandwich shack that just opened recently. They’re already becoming popul…
- 1 Time: 17:00
- 2 Time: 17:25
- 3 Time: 17:45
- 4 Time: 21:00
Flying through a soft, orange sky… such a weird feeling. Soothing music echoes across the clouds. Headhunter felt like nothing could go wrong. The air circulates his limbs, his hat feels soft and cool. Almost as if resting near a fan after a long summer day. Satisfying it must be.
Suddenly, the air gets thicker, dustier, and warmer. Dirt forms around Headhunter’s body and scrapes across it. Ouch. As this is happening, he begins reaching speeds close to that of a bullet. The last thing he saw before dirt getting into his eye was the ground getting closer and closer.
A loud thud can be heard as Headhunter’s face meets with the ground. To his relief, the impact didn’t hurt as much, bu…
Location: The City Cafe
The Cafe was never too active during the summer. Where's everyone? They're all out playing outside with the new toys they've gotten for Christmas. Well, maybe that's just speaking for the kids, but the adults have it rough. They usually stop by the Cafe for something when they have all the time in the world. But since jobs are becoming more demanding in the summer, they don't risk getting fired by being late and bring whatever lunch they have with them.
Not many people were in the Cafe beside one oddball with a red bandana on her head. That's right, it's the Climber. What could she be doing here?
The Climber is known to be a little adventurous and daring. Up for exploring at any given moment. Not only is she proficien…
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction based on grey blobs in space. Similarities to persons living or dead in your world are purely coincidental. Any views or opinions expressed herein do not necessarily reflect those of the author's. Now, sit back and enjoy the story.
- 1 Prologue
- 1.1 Time: ??:??
- 2 Chapter 1
- 2.1 Time: 08:00
- 2.2 Time: 12:00
- 2.3 Time: ??:??
On the edge of space, a white pentagon floats aimlessly. Inside of it was a research team for the many materials they've acquired on their travels. One of the researchers being a well-known scientist.
His goal was to uncover the methods of gaining the ability known as hammerspace. The name comes from the common trope of cartoon characters pulling out whatever from nothingness, often be…