The Calamitous Bob 5: The Way to Salvation
https://docs.google.com/document/d/15XWog9n5hU_xWjpwrjfN40uzVFoWa3fy0111aFXKOCI/edit?usp=sharing
2020-12-11 10:00:39 +0000 UTC View Post
Mecanimus posts
The Calamitous Bob 4: The tools of success
https://docs.google.com/document/d/15l6p7oQIfyu_JKZdVrgrZIkk4vHI_f5SVX8b6utMJO4/edit?usp=sharing
2020-12-11 09:54:42 +0000 UTC View Post115. Otto
Cliff camp, the night before.
After leaving Sheridan, I patrol around but find no recent traces of the natives. Most of their patrols must have retreated after I killed the first one, and nobody else tries to set up an ambush. I find quite a few watchtowers but no trace of the forest being exploited for wood,...
2020-12-11 09:48:56 +0000 UTC View Post114. The Lost World.
Miranda Bingle’s Field Journal.
We searched the camp first, and then around it with no result. Herr Mueller was gone. Mr. Sheridan kneeled by the empty bedroll and announced that the Prussian researcher had left on his own accord. When prompted by a dubious Mr Champignac, he explained his reasoning.
The Calamitous Bob 3: Ex Machina
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1cfo7fdXShR-cOtg0GPdrID8VaucVIjCBRqJnguWBuC8/edit?usp=sharing
2020-12-03 04:09:21 +0000 UTC View PostBonus Story: 2 Up a Creek, No Paddle.
https://docs.google.com/document/d/19i1tw4jpw93_LWyrOwXGUCsuEEs2x-O9K-HPs_vsBqo/edit?usp=sharing
2020-11-30 02:35:05 +0000 UTC View PostThe Calamitous Bob 1: Soul-Slapped
https://docs.google.com/document/d/116x2BfpTTF6oHMI4D-Uo7mXaXhnk3VcNf255ZiVVbno/edit?usp=sharing
2020-11-30 02:15:25 +0000 UTC View PostSmall Announcement
I'd like to announce two things.
First, I'll be taking a week of holiday around Christmas. That means the timer for new chappies is stopped. This will also apply to RR.
Second, you may have noticed that the previous chapter was a smaller. 'Tis my fault. I had an idea for bonus VIP content and by the time I cou...
2020-11-30 02:14:38 +0000 UTC View Post113. Fist of the Drowned God
Note: this chapter is short but don't worry, the next will be normal-sized.
Field Journal of Miranda Bingle
We made landfall at dawn, carried to shore in small embarkations. The sailors of the Corbeau gallantly dragged ours onto the rocky beach so that I would not have to wet my boots. While most of...
2020-11-29 14:11:40 +0000 UTC View Post112. Third of her Name.
We moor in the Gibraltar harbor. The weather is particularly clement in May, and I merely wear a thin cloak in royal blue over a teal hybrid dress. The captain of the Corbeau, our ship, tries to stop me as I leave with Sheridan in tow. He combs his grey beard with a nervous hand.
“Milady, the research team wi...
2020-11-24 17:10:28 +0000 UTC View Post111. Blue
I approach most of my problems with the same tried and true methodology. The first step is to identify the cause, the second step is to remove the cause with extreme prejudice.
So far, I could not seem to apply it to my current issue, taking Richard out of the Mexican-American war.
Indeed, the continuation of host...
2020-11-19 14:53:16 +0000 UTC View Post110. The Heart of the Nile
“It’s the last job Kate, then we can retire. Get that land you dreamed of and never work another day in our lives!”
Kate crosses her arms and turns her head wistfully. Her instinct had never failed her, and, right now, it told her that it was a ‘Bad Idea’.
“It’s too risky. We can just hit a few more ...
2020-11-12 16:33:04 +0000 UTC View Post109. Hell's Gates
The following two months sees me alternating between keeping an eye on Richard, cursing all the deities I can name and a few I cannot for the prolonged war, and taking Sheridan on Hunts. We find two more cult hideouts before the rest figure out that someone is after them, rescuing a few more mortals from ending as hound chow....
2020-11-06 01:02:28 +0000 UTC View Post108. The Other Sphere
Author’s note: Jerak retconned to Jarek as it should have been since that’s how he was named to start with. Thank you, dyslexia, very cool.
Dysentery did not rate high in the list of probable causes of death for Richard, but that was underestimating mortal stupidity. The army made camp on the banks of the Rio and wa...
2020-10-31 02:12:29 +0000 UTC View Post107. Choosing Sides
The lieutenant who so generously lent me his tent chose candles to light its interior. The soft yellow glow basks the insides in a cozy brilliance. It gleams on medals, blades, and the shiny buttons of his spare vest.
In contrast, my nephew’s expression is dark indeed. Upon learning that a relative had come, he had st...
2020-10-25 16:12:11 +0000 UTC View Post106. End of the Line.
I jump under the closest stalagmite while Malakim looks on, uncaring.
This is a trap. If there were any doubts, the voice of Semiramis emerging from the construct dispels them.
“Alien essence detected. Scanning.”
Her voice is bored and formal, a sharp contrast to the massive golem’s threatenin...
2020-10-21 00:26:53 +0000 UTC View Post105. Trapped
Tonight, my sire sits on a new throne in the stone workshop as I come in from my bedroom, servant in tow. The unceasing noise of his servants clearing rubble must have bothered him, because he gestures and the sounds… stop.
I do not let myself react. Casters have long realized that sound is carried by air, and interfe...
2020-10-15 12:45:17 +0000 UTC View PostChapter index for Journey AND Calamity
Posts in 'Descending' order, made by Aapjuh who saved me a lot of work and Chris Fox who helped fill it. God, I hate updating that thing. Journey on top and Bob below.
JOURNEY
Journey: Goodbyes
104. Warrens of the World
The ancient king kneels by my prone form. His expression is that of bored majesty, patient towards his lesser, yet unattainable.
“Do you yield?”
I feel no aura coming from him. Both he and Malakim have masked their presence so completely that I find myself incapable of even guessing at his state of mi...
2020-10-08 22:49:55 +0000 UTC View PostSmall announcement.
It has been one year since I started the Patreon.
I wanted to express my gratitude to everyone for giving me a dream and then making it come true in the span of a few months. Sometimes I still fear that my well of imagination will dry up and that the story will collapse, but then Ariane does som...
2020-10-03 18:36:35 +0000 UTC View Post103. Down she goes.
May 1st, 1846.
I was not granted the time to return to my home base and muster a force. A hundred disciplined militiamen would have probably been welcomed by Taylor since there was a dire need for more trained troops. Unfortunately, fate forced my hand with news of a skirmish and Mexican forces moving on Fo...
2020-10-03 18:35:01 +0000 UTC View Post102. Home.
April 1846.
My feet tread the familiar ground in silence, and I bounce up the three small stairs to the entrance with the ease of familiarity. They have not changed. Neither have I.
The door could use another coat of paint.
I pull on a cord. Light chimes sound from inside and a pair of heavy ste...
2020-09-28 14:43:00 +0000 UTC View Post101. Tempus Fugit.
Sinead comes in person to recover his newest ally and I realize a few interesting details. First, Makyas of the Court of Wings and Keyholes is slightly more intimidating than I gave him credit for, if Sinead’s reaction is to be believed. Second, Makyas is obviously not a bashful child. He drops the act as soon ...
2020-09-24 08:08:00 +0000 UTC View Post100. Surprise!
Ezekiel clasps his hands and frowns in an attempt to look more respectable.
“Following a, ahem, rather forceful insistence from one of the members of our little coterie…”
Three pairs of eyes turn to me.
“…I shall introduce the arcane mysteries of rituals slightly ahead of schedule. Now...
2020-09-17 18:10:44 +0000 UTC View Post99. The Immortal's Best Tool.
“You seem preoccupied today,” Marc-Antoine states with a knowing smile. His blade lightly taps my chest protector.
ARROGANT.
“Careful,” I warn, and the man lifts his hands in mock surrender. The local Roland Master-at-Arms adjusts his mask and brushes his int...
2020-09-13 08:43:53 +0000 UTC View PostArt Cover for volume 2 ;)
Thanks to your support, I was able to afford a second cover for an Amazon release of book 2! Posting it here now. The people on the cover are Dalton, Ari and Loth.
I think Ari looks a bit too sever but otherwise I think it's dope. Thanks for making my dream come true!
2020-09-09 04:40:50 +0000 UTC View Post98. Schooled
The gauntlet lets out a pathetic little ball of blue light, barely more than moonlight reflected on a soap bubble. The light shimmers lightly then winks out.
So, that was a success.
And now I get to do it all over again.
“Light,” the young witch by my side declares. A few seconds later, a sh...
2020-09-07 13:21:25 +0000 UTC View Post97. Takeover
February 3rd, 1834, Boston
“Congratulations on your success, Ariane of the Nirari,” Constantine declares with all the enthusiasm of a city clerk delivering a building permit, “you are now the legitimate ruler of the State of Illinois with all the duties and rights entailed.”<...
2020-09-02 16:03:50 +0000 UTC View Post96. The Cubs
Ollie hummed a song under his breath. A second later, a heavy fist crashed against the metal frame of his cage.
“Shut up, you little shit, or I swear I’ll--”
“Enough Garrett, you know the rules!” a distant voice interrupted the guard before returning to plotting or some such.
The furio...
2020-08-27 18:51:04 +0000 UTC View Post95. One Step Ahead
Eleven vampires stand around two corpses. Melusine silently took her place by my side, while on the left, the knight squad plus Jimena arrayed themselves in a V formation. The last face of this uneven triangle is formed by the Cadiz. Lazaro and another master stare at Fenris’ remains with glassy eyes. Next to t...
2020-08-23 17:19:39 +0000 UTC View Post
