Hello! How are you today? Me? Oh, I'm fine, thank you! I say, we haven't met before, I don't think. Allow myself to introduce... myself. I am Mr. McNealy (though some just call me Tom), and you're probably wondering what we're both doing here on this tiny little webpage on the verge of the interwebs, right? Well, you see, I am planning to write a story and publish it here, on a one-chapter-per-week basis, and hopefully downloadable as .pdfs so you could even print it out if you wanted. No schedule has really been set in stone yet, but when it is, you'll be the first to know.
Undoubtedly, though, you must see how terribly unprepared I am right now, and I'm sorry to have wasted the last few precious seconds of your life on reading this, so to (hopefully) make up for it I'll just post a teaser for the story, all right?
It is a dark time in the Grand War. All of the warring races are extremely bitter. In the East, the Ninjas brood in their dark temples and forests. In the West, cities are falling every day in the feuds between the fierce Cowboys and the mighty Lumberjacks. In the South, more black smoke than ever before rises over the great Robot factories. And on the oceans separating all these lands, Pirates sail in earnest to try and hoard all they can get.
For millions of years, these factions have warred against one another, but this Summer, it will all end. Ships will sink, dojos will burn, trees shall fall. And all the world will stand in awe as the most cataclysmic weapon ever devised is finally put to use. [*SPOILER ALERT*: and then the zombies will come!]
Coming Early, Early Summer, 2009.
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