Time Hustlerz Short Synopsis: In a dystopian future where cities float in clouds and highways are skybridges, drug runner Jordan Bains takes one final job: delivering 25 kilos of cocaine from Vancouver to Tiaquana’s infamous cloud diner, Rustic Vines. Pursued by gangs, mercenaries, and Lord Valasquez’s fleet, Jordan battles through California, Las Vegas, and Texas in his airborne Cadillac. Along the way, he meets Donna Mabel, a waitress desperate to see Valasquez dead. Their encounter sparks rebellion, leading to a legendary aerial war and Jordan’s plunge into survival. His Cadillac destroyed, his cargo lost, Jordan emerges alive but haunted—free for now, yet bound to a larger war.

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This is the project I'm working on the most lately. There's not much substance; however, I've been making a lot of character and world notes that will find their way in eventually. I'm welcome to notes, criticisms and anything else. Full disclosure, I recently spent time at an in-patient facility for mental health issues I've been struggling with for a LONG time. I highly recommend it for anyone that feels lost, overwhelmed or downright distraught with the current state of the country (or World). I didn't believe it for a long time but there are people out there that want to help. Two weeks ago, I would never have taken the steps to get to where I am right now, typing this to you. You've got this and if you need any words of encouragement, please feel to reach out. Let me know what you think of the first story I've started to write in a very long time!

What if there is life out there beyond Earth? And what if they're watching us like some science project? Maybe we're just some sort of experimental planet.

Some clients are more difficult than others. Luna's client is positively infuriating. Sometimes, just keeping your temper is the hardest part of a job.

An angry author is referred to Fluff, Inc by one of their competitors. Keiko tries to help the frustrated writer with the character, even though they didn't create the problem.

Marge introduces a Fluff, Inc customer to their character return policy. If you've ever been a writer frustrated by your characters, this is the stream for you!

Here is the first chapter with prologue Kia is born in the deep and travels to the surface to begin a new chapter of life

This world, it defies every law of physics I can think of, even quantum mechanics I hear my name Spoken in a thousand voices– But also, one Muffled, barely there, unable to cross the emptiness of space, but only muffled by the thick waters These worlds, overlapped

Welcome I’m Robert W. McReynolds, an aspiring writer of conservative diverse stories and the sole architect of the titles presented. The New Ameri-lores: A modern take on the American folklore heroes. When the nightmares of men break the veil into reality, five diverse citizens are anointed with abilities ignited by their courage to protect others. The gunslinger, Sheriff Legend from Texas, the lumberjack doctor from Maine,Paxson Benjamin. An outspoken teen from Kansas, Sally Ann Thunawind and the sharpshooter photographer from California, Annie Oaks. Led by entrepreneur John Henry West, the new Ameri-lores face off against the Fearsome folklore creatures to ensure humanity's future. Their adversary, a sinister entity who feeds on the fears and nightmares of children known only as Mother Grimm. She and her Thousand Door minions desire to ravage Earth once more by merging the dream world with ours. Join the adventure that stretches the imagination to its limit and beyond.

It's absurdly funny. From the first page to the last, this story delivers laugh-out-loud moments that just keep building. A captain who gambles away crew members in poker games? A space monkey named JimJim who communicates through shrieks and gestures? Flamboyant space pirates with pink boas and a guy named Teddy? This story commits to the bit SO HARD. In a world of serious, dark, complex sci-fi, this story is a reminder that space adventures can be joyful, funny, and ridiculously entertaining while still having heart and telling a complete, satisfying story.

If you are to meet me, know that peace is my only wish But you’ll only know me by purple flame and turquoise mist.

“Alright then, Razinal Volclops. Your execution begins now.” “Okay, bye. Don’t remember me, it’s not worth it!” The alien smiled to himself as he was loaded into the spaceship via the magnetic conveyor belt that held his chair in place. “Can’t wait. Finally get to leave this bitch.” As the door was closing behind him, Razinal took a deep breath and screamed out, “Let’s fucking blow this popsicle stand, bitches!”

Shell of Abysmal Silence gets overlooked while a log is being used as a biennial cultivated herb. NS

Welcome back to Project X: Digital Dystopia. I’m your Narrator. Tonight’s story is a familiar one—you may recognize it. Selective Silence. This story has been remastered for you all to enjoy. Our subject: a civil rights attorney and her daughter—the unlikely author of a viral post titled “Strength in Unity: Why Civil Obedience Is the Real Revolution.” Yikes. Billionaires have always been good at reducing humans to numbers—but now, they’ve found something even more efficient: silence. These days, the elite can purchase premium “silence insurance” plans to protect their Social Scores by suppressing dissent. Not metaphorically. Literally. Roll the tapes.

Another of Captain Xenoph's journal entries! What shenanigans can our stalwart crew come up with for us this time?

The 3rd entry for Captain Xenoph's mandatory journal entries! We've already been introduced to the crew, and now it's time to really meet them all. What better way than the first of the many shenanigans to come?

Entry number two of Captain Xenoph's mandatory report journal - which we now know is a requirement for all human-boarded vessels! Time to meet the rest of the crew.

The very first entry of Captain Xenoph of the Zygrest Trade Ship - associated with the intergalactic Muniphacel Trade Company. Keep in mind that time stamps are done different! Tick = second, Sliver = minute, Block = hour, Cycle = day (28 hrs) split into Night cycle (14hrs) and Day cycle (14hrs), Movement = week (7 cycles), Rotation = month (4 movements/28 cycles), Orbit = year (13 rotations/52 movements/364 cycles), and Decabit = decade (10 orbits/130 rotations/520 movements/4,732 cycles).

“Starborn Cipher” explores the loneliness and wonder of deep space through the lens of a traveler who discovers a mysterious cosmic message woven into starlight. The poem blends science and myth, using nebulae, comets, and quantum signals as symbols for connection, fate, and the enduring human desire to understand our place in the universe. At its heart, the piece suggests that even in the vast silence of space, we are not forgotten—that the universe itself carries memory, meaning, and messages for those who dare to listen.