Season Two will begin with Blogisode 7 in just a few days.
To get ready, I’ve posted all of Season One (Blogisodes 1-6) below as a single read. Enjoy!!
In preparation for Season Two, here are all six Bogisodes of Season One. Enjoy, and spread the word about Adventure Serial Fiction! Read the rest of this entry »
“He beat on me pretty good,” said Penny.
“I expect no less from that creep, Banes,” said Ace. “He’ll hit a woman, but he runs from a real fight. The coward.”
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Ham brushed the cobwebs off of Ace’s back and shoulders while Ace pulled the sticky strands from his face. “I hate spiders,” said Ace. He shivered and spit out the tendrils that filled his mouth.
“Be glad it was not on its web,” said Nalo. “The spider’s poison will make you very sick.”
“Poison?” said Ace. “I didn’t need to hear that.” He gave the laughing Nalo a nasty look. “Keep that up, and I’ll put you in front.” Read the rest of this entry »
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Professor Banes and his group disappeared into the jungle. Penny turned for one last look before the green foliage closed in around her.
“We’ve got to get that map,” said Ace.
“Aren’t you forgetting something?” said Ham
“You’re right. We need the medallion so we can read the map.”
“I meant Penny.”
“What? Oh, yeah. Sure. Penny.” Ace wasn’t listening. “Let’s get back to the boat. We’ll get ahead of them and cut them off.”
“You’re forgetting something else,” said Battu. He pointed at the natives that surrounded them, slowly tightening their circle, bows still drawn.
Ace focused back on his surroundings. “Oh.”
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Ace groped in the dark, swirling waters until he found the propeller shaft. Battu had guessed correctly. A heavy line was wrapped around both the shaft and the propeller. He pulled out his knife and sawed at the twisted knots, working until his lungs felt like they were going to burst. He kicked up to the surface, gulped as much air as he could, and dove back down against the swift current. Ace wrapped his arm around the shaft to keep from being pulled downstream and worked to cut the line free. Once more, he popped to the surface and filled his lungs before returning to finish the job. Another slice and the line fell away, the boat swinging around to head into the current. Read the rest of this entry »
Ace eased up from behind the tarp and fired six rounds into the jungle. He slid back down and began to reload his pistol. He pushed the .38 cartridges in place, snapped the cylinder closed, and started to stick his head up when Penny pulled him back down. Read the rest of this entry »