"The records confirm you lived on Earth, in London, in the year 1888. The records also indicate that you vanished, suddenly, without a trace, on November 11, 1888. It's a very interesting date, Mr. Sebastian. The morning after the last of a string of murders on the East End." "The city was drowning in decay. Chaos, immorality. A message needed to be sent, etched in blood, for all the world to see. A warning. In the pursuit of my holy cause, I... did things. Terrible things. Unspeakable things. The world condemned me. But it didn't matter, because I believed I was right and the world was wrong. I believed I was the divine messenger. I believed I was--" "Chosen?" "I was... found by the Vorlons. They showed me the terrible depths of my mistake. My crimes, my presumption. I have done four hundred years of penance in their service. A job for which they said I was ideally suited. Now, perhaps, they will finally let me die." "I think that might be wise." "Good luck to you in your holy cause, Captain Sheridan. May your choices have better results than mine. Remembered not as a messenger, remembered not as a reformer, not as a prophet, not as a hero, not even as Sebastian. Remembered only as Jack."

Kimmy’s Plaything

It happened in an instant. Our senior physics club was touring the giant MaWSI facility at Caltech in a room filled with superconducting magnets and lasers. Most of the kids were barely paying attention because Emily, a previously-mousy brunette who had returned from summer vacation with a new wardrobe, a new hairstyle, and, most importantly, new breasts, was wearing a tight sweater and no bra. Most of the boys were crowded around her, staring while they tried to come up with some way to talk with her.

Sun Worshipper


Below is a story I originally wrote as a “choose your own adventure” entry at I’ve stitched the main path of that story here for your enjoyment. If it seems a little choppy in places, meandering, or if the characters ask themselves questions that they immediately answer, now you know why!


Sun Worshipper