Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Gone with the Wend

OK, for those of you out there who still doubt me when I say this book has virtually no chance of being published: Prepare to be convinced.

We've made it to Lost Earth, where Boston Thomas and Co. must convince the Mechanoids (my transformers I talked about earlier) to help them, despite the fact that the Mechanoids forced humanity to leave five millennia ago.

It turns out Callatron is a Mechanoid as well: an espionage model designed to gather intelligence, and what better way than to pose as a space reporter (She's a futuristic Ian Fleming). She transforms into something kinda like Megatron, with a big honkin' gun for a right arm, called a 4.4 Magnum, the most powerful armgun in the galaxy. ("Do you feel lucky? Well do ya, cyberpunk?")

The Mechanoid capital is where Chicago was, but it's no longer called Chicago; they honored the Great Programmer by naming the city after Randar's wife -- it's The Wendy City.

And the leader of the Mechanoids? Well, the elders are a collective of Apple G6s, but the military commander is Stoopsimus Prime.

Like I said, I'll have a LOT of editing to do.

Word count: 45,463.

4 comments:

Austin said...

Y'know, I think you should let people decide for themselves.

Regardless, I'm proud of ya.

Wendy said...

Score for me!

Anonymous said...

Yay! I can post! Happy Belated Birthday!

Kudos on making such fast progress on the novel. Your updates keep me very amused.

george said...

The down time at work was Sunday, when we had the space cadet extrordinaire.

Oh wait, no we didn't. He had been sent home early because we got done so fast.