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  1. JamesSavik

    Operation Hammerhead returns

    Just posted- Operation Hammerhead Chapter 18- Stonegarden
  2. Chapter 16 of my stalled novel Operation Hammerhead will post soon. Chapter 17 will follow soon. I intend to finish it in the next couple of months. Sorry to take so long on getting back to this. I just finished a new degree in which the writing was considerably.. less fun. I must stay close to home, I can bang on some of my stalled projects.
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    God made you this way

    The problem protestants have with this is that to accept God made you this way, they have to accept implied biblical error in the six whole verses in the protestant bible that might apply to homosexuality. It is hard for any religion to acknowledge an inconsistency. They have, and will, LITERALLY go to war over stuff like that. Europe's history in these matters is quite bloody.
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    The Quarry

    I read that way back when in the nineties. It had a lot of 70s nostalgia in it before it was popular. Falling Off a Log was a lot of fun too. Lot's of the old giants don't write for free anymore. I miss them.
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    Pretty Spry (for an Old Guy)

    Pretty Spry (for an Old Guy) How’s it going Jamie? Saw-rite, saw-rite. How’s it going Jamie? Saw-rite, saw-rite. How’s it going Jamie? Saw-rite, saw-rite. All the cuties say I’m pretty spry For an old guy. You know it’s kinda hard Being alone today. But all you really gotta do Is fake it anyway. He may not be cut, He may not be in style If he lacks for anything He makes up being wild! So don’t delay, he may be gray He won’t let that get in his way He’s made the grade, got it made Nothing to prove, ain’t lost his grove There is no way, there is just no way To stop the gray, just ride it all the way! How’s it going Jamie? Saw-rite, saw-rite. How’s it going Jamie? Saw-rite, saw-rite. How’s it going Jamie? Saw-rite, saw-rite. All the cuties say I’m pretty spry For an old guy. He’s got cool old tunes Not just any will do Led Zep still jams the Runes Nothing works better than the blues He not pretending to be cool He’s nobody’s fool, way outta school He knows just who he is. So don’t delay, he may be gray He won’t let that get in his way He’s made the grade, got it made Nothing to prove, ain’t lost his grove There is no way, there is just no way To stop the gray, just ride it all the way! He doesn’t need a tattoo A piercing or fidget spinner He doesn’t need any of that shit To mark him as a winner He doesn’t have to try too hard He defines his own style If all else fails, he makes up in denial How’s it going Jamie? Saw-rite, saw-rite. How’s it going Jamie? Saw-rite, saw-rite. How’s it going Jamie? Saw-rite, saw-rite. All the cuties say I’m pretty spry For an old guy. So don’t delay, he may be gray He won’t let that get in his way He’s made the grade, got it made Nothing to prove, ain’t lost his grove There is no way, there is just no way To stop the gray, just ride it all the way!
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    The Words I Don't Ever Say

    The Words I Don't Ever Say When the memories come I can’t sleep Cause the time seems to drag on somehow I’d give up the world just to touch you It seems nowhere is home for me now In this sleep deprived moment On this endless hot summer night This night will eventually be over But I will never be right. We had our time together Sweet days we thought would last I’ve never wanted another Far too soon those days had passed All that I have are my memories Sweet lies I tell myself about the past It’s not at all like it is in the movies The days just go by so fast. You took best things about me When you left me here all alone Here I remain in an empty house No one could ever call a home. We had our time together Sweet days we thought would last I’ve never wanted another Far too soon those days had passed
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    The Season of Leo

    If you are up for a psychological drama with a southern accent perhaps you'll like my Season of Leo https://www.gayauthors.org/story/jamessavik/the-season-of-leo/ 4 chapters in and no one has been shot yet. That has to be a record for me.
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    After School Surprise

    As soon as the Raptor was airborne, Master Chief Duncan launched a stealth drone that sped ahead of their flight path and began to circle two and a half kilometers high just east of Omaha. Within a few minutes they began to get data. There was a two kilometer long gash in a lush farmlands where the lander had come to earth less than gracefully. There were huge gashes in the insect-like body of the lander. The Tauron lander was all too familiar to Combine forces. It was typical of the Tauron organic technology looking like a terrestrial beetle. If it was loaded out as a typical Tauron lander, it had a company strength of the different insect like creatures the Taurons used as shock troops. From the image captures it was clear that they had been busy. Smoke plumed from over a half dozen downed aircraft and as they watched an A-10 Warthog made a strafing run over the site. Attack helicopters were using the terrain to protect themselves from ground fire and were popping up over the trees to take shots with their 30mm cannons and hellfire missiles. Jeremy asked, "How should we handle this Chief?" Duncan said, "How well can we coordinate with the US Military?" Jeremy said, "I've got all the right codewords- they'll play ball." "Good. If we can get this national guard mechanized unit to cover the north, I say we land to the south, push north and we'll have them in a cross fire." Kellum, Duncan's second, said, "We aren't facing an intact company. It's obvious that they are shot up pretty bad. I don't see any command dragons or griffins. Just gremlins and archers." "I concur", Duncan said. "We don't know what is still in the hull getting sorted. I say that we hit the lander with a couple of krakens to open the ball." There was a loud warning alarm- one minute to the hot zone. Their pilot's voice came over the circuit, "Krakens away. I've got your drop programmed and I'll be standing by for fire support." Jeremy changed channels and said, "Offutt Control this is Centurion. We'll be on target in one mike." A voice replied, "Centurion, this is Offutt, authenticate Victor-Sierra." Jeremy replied, "Tango-Whiskey." "Welcome to the net Centurion. It's getting real." Jeremy was watching the drone feed out of his corner of his eye and saw the two kraken high velocity missiles gut the Tauron lander. For a moment it twitched and writhed like a dying animal and exploded." Master Chief's voice boomed over the command circuit, "3-2-1... Death from above!"
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    The Steele Academy

    I like what I see so far.
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    After School Surprise

    Suddenly a group of men appeared and fanned out around the Prince and what was left of his security detail. One of them approached with a silver box with all sorts of instrumentation on it. He said, "This will release your memory blocks and you'll understand." He pointed it at Jeremy's head and suddenly he did understand. Jeremy said, "How do we get in the bunker?" His lead agent said, "Follow me." They moved through a lush pine forest a few hundred meters and came to a very solid looking steel door in the ground. His lead agent said, "We'll need you thumb print and voice to open it." Jeremy open an access panel, put his thumb on the fingerprint reader and said, "Beta 9". There was a loud snap and the bunker hatch opened. The party went down a steel staircase to another door that automatically opened as they approached. They entered a large room that housed a squad of eight Royal Guardsmen. The oldest, most battle scarred and toughest looking of the bunch smiled and said, "Prince Jeremiah. Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes." Jeremy said, "Good to see you too Duncan. Right now we've got a serious violation of the Talwyn Accords." The hulking Guardsman said, "Yes, I've been following the situation from the command center. About thirty-five minutes ago a Tauron Task Force jumped into the system. It's too much for our stealth cruiser to handle by herself. She has sent a Broken Lance Code to fleet. And... the cats well and truly out of the bag. Several Earth militaries are heavily engaged with Tauron landing forces." Jeremy cursed and said, "Who is fighting them?" Duncan grinned, "Well.. all of them I think. The Russians had a lander at Kiev, the Brits shot one down over Sheffield and here in the states we had a lander just outside Omaha. There's two more in Asia somewhere but the satellite coverage is over the horizon. The American F-22s shot the Omaha lander up so bad she'll never fly again but there are bugs on the ground. " The man Jeremy had been think of as his lead agent said, "The landing at Omaha is near one of our biggest command centers- Offutt Air Force Base. It's where Vice President's hang out in emergencies. They couldn't have picked a bigger hornet's nest to kick over." Duncan said, "The humans are brave but they're taking a beating your highness. What do you want to do?" Jeremy looked at his Royal Guardsmen and said, "We would be a poor guests if we slipped out on this party. Gear up your team Master Chief. The human's are going to need our help." His team immediatly began putting on their combat armor. Jeremy went to a suit locker, stripped to his boxers and climbed in. The command suit immediatly began to boot up as the suits interior snugged fit around him. He asked Chief Duncan, "How should I load out Master Chief?" A gravely voice replied over suit speakers, "Standard kit should do nicely sir. Maybe add a Gauss rifle to crack their command dragons." Jeremy replied, "Done." As soon as the suit was ready, Jeremy pushed a panel in the suit lockers wall. The room turned 180 degrees and opened into the bases small hanger. A Raptor class drop ship was sitting on the Pad and it was already prepping for launch. He walked the combat suit up the loading ramp and took his position as the rest of the team boarded. He set up a call to Offutt Air Force Base and opened a channel, "Offutt Control this is Centurion One. Help is on the way. We'll be the aliens that aren't shooting at you."
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    After School Surprise

    awe come on Cole, Colin... jump in
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    Flash Fiction

    I remember hearing a writing instructor say: It's not the number of words, it's what you say with them.
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    Flash Fiction

    Sometimes I use flash fiction to test drive ideas. I think that's how Twilight In the Shadow of the Dragon started. Other times it's just for fun or... maybe I'm axe grinding. With a Whimper was a one shot in which I expanded on the idea: what if antibiotic resistance gets progressively worse? It's bad enough as it is but, it could get a whole lot worse: Black Death worse. Pandemic worse. Who knows? Maybe I plant a seed with that story in someone's mind. I am by no means the only person who is watching this situation nervously. I think its a dangerous situation that not a whole lot of people are aware of. I have a garage full of axes to grind.
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    After School Surprise

    The sound of gunfire erupted outside and a strange sound that sounded a lot like a bug zapper. Even in the afternoon sun, there were blue-white flashes. One of the agents said, "If there is a back way out of here kid, now would be a good time." Jeremy remembered to breath and said, "Follow me." One of the agents got in front and the rest of the agents took up a shield formation to cover them on the way out the back door. Just as Jeremy left the room, a bolt of blue-white lightning sizzled through one of the windows and destroyed a lamp. He led them through the living room and out into the back yard through a sliding glass patio door. Unfortunately the bad guys were covering the back and Jeremy got his first look at them. They were big, at least six feet plus, massive and were wearing some kind of black armor. They were carrying a weapon like nothing he had ever seen before. The agent in the lead open up on one with what looked like a pistol but wasn't. It made a loud TOCK sound and the big, black figure was thrown backwards and shattered the fence into the next door neighbor's yard. Another one rounded the house and another agent fired a weapon that buzzed like a short circuit. The second black figure went down convulsing. The lead agent said, "Is there anywhere nearby where a helicopter can land?" "The baseball field: through the back yard, over the fence..." He was interrupted as another weapon went TOCK and one of the agents disappeared into a cloud of pink mist. There was nothing to do but run so the group sprinted to the fence. One of the weapons went TOCK and boards splintered. They ran through the hole in the fence, out the front gate of the yard behind Jeremy's house and down the road two blocks to the baseball field.. Just as they arrived a big Blackhawk landed in the outfield. Two Apache gunships circling protectively above. Strong hands lifted Jeremy into the Blackhawk and the agents boarded behind him as a crewman on a minigun covered their retreat. They were in the air before the last agent was fully aboard. Jeremy tried to ask questions but the roar of the engine filled the helicopter. One of the agents put on a headset and handed one to Jeremy. As soon as the headset was on, he asked, "What's going on? Who are you people?" The agent answered, "We're your protection detail. The Taurons found out where you were. We were just seconds ahead of them." "Who the hell are the Taurons and why do they want me?" The agent said, "The Taurons are a race of really nasty aliens making a play on this part of the galaxy. They have been at war with the Galactic Combine for centuries." "Why are they after me?" "Your majesty, you are the Crown Prince of an Allied power. We've been hiding you since birth at the request of the Galactic Combine. When we get to base, we will release the memory blocks. It's obvious that this place is no longer safe for you."
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    the Sounds... of chainsaws

    Hello summer storms, my old friend You've come to pummel us again Because a visage loudly booming, Left trees down while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains the sounds... of chainsaws
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    Stuttering Cat

    The horrible mutt just got to the kitty before his Ninja skills were strong enough.
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    With A Whimper

    With A Whimper This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper. -T.S. Eliot from the Hollow Men How did it happen? It was an accident of course; the convergence of a million accidents, misunderstandings and bad judgement. It was ignorance of the world of microbes and the arrogance of people that thought it couldn't possibly matter. It started in the hospitals of all places. The same hospitals ruthlessly scrubbed with antiseptic shining surfaces and all of their protocols to keep infectious agents at bay. The microbes had been around since before mankind. Those microbes lived out their short lives and reproduced just like they had for millennia. That is until we started trying to kill them on mass with antiseptics and antibiotics. Oh we killed them all right— by the quadrillions. For what were they after all but Mere microbial vermin that could be a nuisance and even a danger. Over and over again except for a very select few. The few survivors were just a little different from the rest. They were genetically different from the rest. We had no idea that we were shortcutting millions of years of evolution. Over the course of a few short decades in human years, we pushed bacterial, fungi and viral evolution further than millions of years of natural selection could have possibly achieved. Over time those microbes changed in ways both subtle and gross. It was the changes in the cytoplasmic membrane that made the most difference. Most antiseptics and antibiotics attack those membranes to destroy bacteria. We had inadvertently given rise to a new breed of bacteria that were for all practical purposes armor plated. None of our chemicals could affect them. They were impervious to even our silver bullets. Many of our old, well known microbes changed and became something altogether different. Common bacteria that no one gave a second thought soon became destroyers. We first noticed it in Staphylococcus aureus. It became completely resistant to anything and everything that modern pharmaceutical science could throw at it. It started slowly at first appearing very rarely— killing a few people here and there in hospitals. They called them opportunistic infections. Over time it slowly gained momentum like a malignant wave. In a few years, hospitals became so dangerous no one would go near one. Then it became like a row of dominoes as old but new again microbial enemies of mankind came back with a roar. Suddenly a skinned knee or a sinus infection just might be a death sentence. The first mega killer was Streptococcal pharyngitis. It mutated like its cousin into a drug resistant killer and spread across five continents killing seven hundred million people. Suddenly strep throat became one of the most pernicious slayers of mankind in world history. The next big mega killer was Clostridium perfringens- ancient anaerobic decay bacteria so common that it was ignored. Suddenly it was everywhere and killing people in a matter of a few hours. One point two billion people were dead over four months. Then came... God only knows what it was. It was a red gram negative bacterium. We never could identify it because it was so different from its progenitor. It was hell's own creation. It went through our people like a buzz saw. It was a horror like none I've ever seen before. I lived through the AIDS crisis in the 1980s and 1990s. Once again a microbe killed everyone that I cared about. AIDS was a like Sunday picnic in comparison. It was so fast and so toxic that it was like a surrealistic nightmare. People died so fast we couldn't even study it. Healthy people literally dropped dead. It attacked the red blood cells and excreted a neurotoxin so deadly that just a few micrograms killed in a matter of minutes. It was like seeing people go out like bad light bulbs. World population crashed in a matter of two years from 7.5 billion to just over 500 million. I don't really know if it’s over. It might still be going on. What saves us now is our population density is so low that humanity can no longer sustain a pandemic. Now it is up to the survivors to find the will to go on. This city that was once so busy and noisy- now all that can be heard is the wind blowing through empty buildings carrying the stench of death. Journal entry of James Savik, dated June 4, 2028
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    Is America fostering the stupid generation?

    2nd Warning: Circular Reasoning: is a logical fallacy in which the reasoner begins with what they are trying to end with. The components of a circular argument are often logically valid because if the premises are true, the conclusion must be true. Example: Father Porter's answer to the atheist was Psalm 53:1 The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God. The problem here is that Father Porter has used a bible verse to argue the existence of God. Another example much closer to my point: They must really be stupid because they don't think like we do. Sometimes others see things we miss. This is especially true when the corporate owned media is spoon feeding you a distorted version of the truth. A version they spent billions trying to sell the country and the country rejected.
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    Is America fostering the stupid generation?

    http://www.andersen.sdu.dk/vaerk/hersholt/TheEmperorsNewClothes_e.html
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    Dangers of Equality

    It's not the first time that biased and politicized "intelligence" has caused serious problems. The last time we got a close look at it was in the run up to the 2nd Gulf War. One camp was absolutely sure that Saddam had WMDs. The other was absolutely sure that he did not. Both had paid informants that were telling the spooks on both sides exactly what they wanted to hear. We're all a bit like that. We are ready and most willing to hear and believe what our preconceived biases tell us. To be perfectly fair, Saddam had sworn vengeance on the US for his humiliating defeat in Gulf War 1. It wasn't unreasonable to expect that he had bad intentions. What everyone forgot on both sides of the behind closed doors debate was that no one had a smoking gun either way. What too many people in the Washington bureaucracy have forgotten is that they don't work for their patrons. They don't work for a party, bureau, agency or agenda. They work for the people. If you can't do your job without bias, you need to retire and manage a fast food establishment.
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    With A Whimper

    This story was published on Codeysworld
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    Please Come With Me by Douglas

    I've tried to stay out of this but the hysteria is a little appalling. Nazis may as well have won? Isn't that a just tad over the top? There is a reason we got Trump.
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    Grandma's Boyfriend

    Grandma is a playa! LOLs
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    the End of the Big K

    the End of the Big K "There is no way I’m wearing that!" The comm crackled, "Come on Bobby, you have to. There's too much damage. Most of the ship is open to vacuum." "I can't. I've got claustrophobia. I'll go nuts in there." "Look- you've got to do it. Containment is breaking down on the #3 Fusion plant. We lose that and this wreck will become a mini supernova. You've got to get out of there." Bobby looked at the big suit of powered armor. It sat in a service bay like a sleeping monster. The suits were designed to be intimidating and the eight foot dark gray monster was just that. He said, "OK. What do I have to do?" The voice over the comm changed, "OK Bobby, I'm going to talk you through this. You see the command console?" Bobby found the terminal built at the side of the service bay. He hit the spacebar and a login screen came up. He said, "I've found it. There's a login prompt on the screen." "Use login FltMar35, pass word is jarhead!" Bobby typed in the login and spoke, "Fleet Marine 35, password jarhead!" The screen immediately came up: Alliance Marines, Authorized personnel only. Power Armor Mark VIII, diagnostic utility. Bobby said, "I'm in. I've got a menu: Ready 100%, diagnostics, configuration, systems, expendables, ammunition and file." The voice said, "Good. pick the file menu and pick the saved configuration file rescue. That'll configure the armor for you." Bobby picked file labeled rescue and the computer responded with a prompt: Configure armor for rescue y/n? He chose yes and an hourglass appeared on the screen. Loading rescue configuration. Please wait. While the computer configured the suit, he looked around. The battered ship was slowly bleeding to death.Red warning lights were blinking and he could hear a fire alarm somewhere through the hull. There was an explosion somewhere in the distance that transmitted a jolt through the hull. The voice on the comm said, "You need to get in and run the eject routine Bobby. Some ammo just cooked off on the flight deck and blew out a big chunk of the hull. Big K has had it. She's coming apart at the seams!" The computer routine finished running and the armor's chest plate opened up. Bobby grabbed the bar just above the suit and dropped into suit saying, "I can't believe I'm doing this." Immediately the suit came to life. He suppressed a sudden flare of panic as the suit began to close around him. Inside the suit, it automatically adjusted to fit his body and a voice came on inside his helmet, "CORA Computer Oral Response Automata online. Suit configuration rescue. Should I begin eject sequence?" Bobby said, "Initiate eject sequence. Once outside set thrusters to get clear of the ship." Another explosion wracked the ship. Through his helmet, he could see the bulkhead deform and see the indications that the compartment was decompressing. Suddenly he felt what must have been at least five gravities of acceleration as the suit was fired like a bullet through its ejection tube. As soon as he was outside, the suits thrusters kicked in and sent him on a trajectory well away from the stricken carrier. Someone was screaming, "Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!" It took a moment for him to realize that it was him. Bobby said, "Cora- adjust camera view, I want to see the carrier." Cora said, "Camera view adjusted. Rescue beacon initiated." The view changed to the carrier rapidly receding in the distance. There was a small constellation of search and rescue shuttles orbiting a safe distance from the stricken ship busy picking up survival pods. The long, stately shape of the A.S.Kaga was marred by large holes from the enemy missile strikes. Parts of the ship were glowing a dull red color. There were geysers of water and air escaping the hull as explosions and internal fires destroyed the ship that had been his home in the fleet for the last year and a half. Suddenly the Big-K vanished in a white flash as the fusion bottles let go. All that was left of the big majestic ship was a white hot nebulae of debris and gas slowly spreading out into the big dark.
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    Watching the Inauguration?

    Try the inauguration drinking game. Take a shot of tequila every time you hear some verifiable bulls**t. Please check with your doctor first to make sure your liver is up to this game.
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