Captain Kirk Double Drabble / Haiku Combo

 —and so in summary, despite my success in imitating Madame Serrasalmid’s handmaiden, I will (probably) never wear a corset again, even in the line of duty. At least NOCTURNE can rest easy knowing that “Dr. Reaper” has been neutralized, in the usual pacifistic fashion. I can confirm with absolute certainty that the Japanese mechanoid that attacked the North Pole was, as our research team suspected, an imitation of the Pharamündeaux Hominid, who turned out to indeed be a specimen of the long-believed-extinct Hyumongonaut species that ruled ancient Earth (“Hyum”). That some Hyumongonauts still survive marks a truly intriguing research opportunity.

I advise that we attempt to protect the B███ family’s privacy by making sure they are only referred to publicly under the “███son” alias. I have already attempted to interrogate “Dr. Reaper” on the topics of his seeming change of appearance(if he is actually the same as “the Bald Man”) and his possible connection to the mysterious “Dr. Omega” who our special forces unit encountered shortly after the Second World War, but I don’t know if I’ll get anywhere. He’s a typical mad scientist—he talks like he’s from fucking Cloudcuckooland.

Yours dutifully,

Lt. Yog Kirk

Jul. 22, 1967

Twenty years later

the Captain looks back in time

and laments what changed.

Old friends, dear colleagues,

they have lost their old humor.

Dark secrets guide them.

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Two drabbles, two haiku; the drabbles are split by the first paragraph break. Iago "Yog" Kirk is based on Captain Kirk from the 1982 public domain Italian horror movie Panic. NOCTURNE will appear in my upcoming story “Thrills, Chills, and Spills: The Excitement Land Portfolio,” and Captain Kirk’s service under them (and the reason for his lamentation) will be fleshed out in my novel Project: Pleroma. (Consider this a promo for that book.) The Hyumongonauts of Hyum are from Night of the Living Dead: Beast Wars. Dr. Omega is from the public domain comic Blackhawk #19 (Jun. 1948). I leave the rest of the references to the audience’s deductions.

Based on a True Story

Dahksa Superbio: Oh no. It's the amalgamation of the darker sides of my nature.

 

Dark Superbio: I have arrived to degrade you and make you powerless before your worst fears!

 

Dark Superbio: I saw you screw up just now so it's my obligation to remind you that you're a failure and you suck at everything you've ever done. I hate you.

 

Persephone: This is where I come in!

 

Superbio: Whoa! It's Persephone!

 

She fires an Opposite to Emotion beam.

 

Dark Superbio: Wait, slow down, you crazy bXXXX! What the fXXX are you doing to me?! 

Dark Superbio (Now O2E'd): Oh, when I get my hands on you, I'm gonna [love] you so hard! I'M GONNA [LOVE AND RESPECT] YOU SO FXXXNG HARD!! Ohh, you are SUCH A [GOOD PERSON], IT MAKES ME SO [HAPPY]...

Superbio: Thanks for reminding me to be skillful!

Persephone: Never be afraid to ask for help!

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Sharing my therapy strats on countering negative inner voices.

 

Dahksa Superbio (a member of the Amorphian species) is part of the same religious order as the Eznorbian pulp hero Dahksa Vahjj, from Kingdom Cryptiqqa, and I intend for him to be a public domain counterpart to the (still copyrighted) Vahjj. The two are Brothers of the Order of Soonmai - whereas Vahjj is the Brother of the Trylon, Superbio is the Brother of the Perisphere. Superbio is still a pulp hero in training (hence why he fears his darker side) and he could someday come to embody any number of heroic archetypes. What sort of adventures he experiences are up to you. Should any fellow creatives desire they are welcome to use Superbio and the Order of Soonmai in any capacity, so long as they include in their work the following paragraph:

"Dahksa Superbio / The Order of Soonmai is available for use by anyone, with only one condition. This paragraph must be included in any publication involving Dahksa Superbio / The Order of Soonmai, in order that others may use this property as they wish. All rights reversed."

Like I said, I still consider Dahksa Vahjj to be copyrighted, but I have plans for the future that may involve people getting a chance to write him and flesh out his character.

I may create other public domain variants of some of my characters, having been inspired by West End Games' Star Wars RPG book Tatooine Manhunt. That book featured stats not only for major Star Wars bounty hunters like Boba Fett and IG-88, but also for weaker counterparts of said hunters (Jodo Kast, IG-72, etc.), so that DMs could provide boss encounters for novice players, as well as respect continuity if they so wished. (Though I personally don't see much of a problem with a campaign ending with a bunch of level 1 murderhoboes killing off a major film character at an inconvenient point in their history.)

Cassiopeia Triple Drabble

It was on one of the rare spherical stars that she met her lady-love.

Most stars in Cassiopeia’s universe were annulus-shaped, like wedding rings. Like the ring she would have given her Satheen. But not this one. This one was round, circular, like life and death. Like the coins Cassiopeia treasured more than love.

With Satheen by her side, Cassiopeia spoke in poetry. She was an artist so long as she lived.

When Satheen died, that was when the words began to die.

But she understood she didn’t need love.

She remembered that her lord had loved once, and lost.

“You soothed me with your hands.”

Those same hands she uses to strike herself.

“You soothed me with your embrace.”

Now when she holds someone tight, it’s to break their back.

“You loved me with your thoughts.”

Most of those thoughts are daggers against her heart. Placed on purpose.

“You loved me with your charity.”

Her lover would have lived if she had not been away chasing money.

“You loved me with your voice.”

Now a whisper, if the words come at all.

All gone now, swept away like a dream, a thing that never was, faces lost upon waking.

It was on a spherical star she met Satheen, and she was amazed by the perfection of the roundness.

“Stars without hearts are doomed to draw in that which orbits them,” Satheen explained. “And while orbits decay for round stars too, they last longer. They have more time than the stars of our worlds in which to produce new life.”

She would give anything now to make life with her.

The star is dust, ravaged by the beasts. Not even the memory remains.

“It is all for the best,” she says again. “Lord Adonis, too, he loved and he lost.”

 

Adonis Mini-Comic

BOOM!

???: Ah, Cassiopeia, you've returned...

Cassiopeia: Yes, my lord.

???: You have always been the finest of my servants.

???: Even the universe's greatest mercenary had to have had some difficulty retrieving an artifact from the universe following our own...

Cassiopeia: Indeed.

Adonis: My dear Persephone, I doubt you'll ever understand the lengths I'll go to for reading material...

The book's title reads: The Big Book of Chronal Creepypastas :)