We are the ragged few, the last band of resistors against Grammar Nazi Prime, and whaddaya know, in this ad GNP is none other than…Palpatine. We are forced to kneel before him, hands behind our backs, as he presses us with his Dark Side skills to get us to pick up red pens and start making pedantic, prudish corrections to the short stories that lay before us. “Yes. Yeeeesss…take your red pen. Strike these stories down with them. Give in to your anger. With each passing moment you make yourself more my servant.” I see the dude next to me crying tears of blood. The girl to his left gulps once, turns a sickly greenish hue, then vomits a hissing mess of spiders. She screams and tries to run, but one of those scary-ass red imperial guards forces her back to her knees. I pick up my red pen with a shaking hand, and Wrinkles McWrinkleFace’s eyes snap over to me. A dastardly smile alights on his lips. He clutches at the air with both hands in a triumphant gesture. “YEEEESSS!” he screams. My hand is shaking so badly now that I can barely write. On the paper I scratch out in thin, spindly letters: “Echo.” Magic flash. Jessica Rabbit appears behind McWrinkles, kicks the back of his leg so he sinks to a knee, then boots him in the nuts. He looks momentarily surprised, then flashes his lecherous grin up at her. “Nothing there,” he crows. She swears and races over to me. She gives me a once-over, gives me an approving “mm MMM! A squatter!” And then patters my butt like a speed-metal drummer. Then she plants a solid one on my lips and gives Evil Gandalf the finger. Still on his knees, he covers his face and begins sobbing. “There’s nothing there,” he wails.
Oh yeah! When you’re saved from having to make grammar edits and then Jessica Rabbit starts putting the moves on you, there’s SOMETHING there alright! Get Echo Vol. 1 on Kindle here: Vol. 1 on Kindle. Vol. 2 on Kindle here: Vol.2 on Kindle Vol. 3 on Kindle here: Vol. 3 on Kindle