Game, Set, Deathmatch

Title: Game, Set, Deathmatch
Series: Dreams of Mortality #1
Published by: Quantum Dot Press
Release Date: November 15, 2018
Contributors: Edwin H Rydberg
Pages: 289
ISBN13: 978-1-912882-01-4

The Deathmatch is the most brutal game in history. Rapid cloning, advanced weaponry, and a host of extraterrestrial species have paved the way for gladiatorial combat the likes of which the world has never seen. And that’s the way the Apocalypz Cowgirlz like it! But when the Deathmatch takes a dark turn and the fate of the world is at stake, The Apocalypz Cowgirlz might just be the only ones who can set things right.

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Chez Guevara, the grounders’ Ritz. That fine establishment of real beer and questionable meat. Once again DaemonS found herself the object of lonely stares as she let the door slam closed behind her, stepping over to rest her back against the dimly-lit bar. This was her second time in a week, she was becoming a regular. Not an inspiring thought.

“Homca,” she said to the barkeep before sweeping the room with a casual gaze.

A few moments later, a brown drink in a browner glass was dropped before her as she spotted the dark trenchcoat and dirty blonde rat-tail of Figment. He sat, back to the door, hunched over a steaming bowl.

DaemonS swiped her card across a slot in the bartop with a casual, practiced motion before picking up her drink and striding to the booth.

“Not smart; back to the door,” she said, sliding in to the seat across from him and setting her glass on the table.

Figment looked up, clearly unsurprised by her sudden appearance. “You see that?” he asked, nodding toward the wall. She turned, following his gaze to the mirror, set halfway up.

“My usual seat was taken,” he said, glancing to the corner booth, “so I had to make do. You’re ten minutes late,” he continued, before returning to his stew.

“You’re lucky I came at all,” she answered. She was still uncertain how much he could be trusted.

“It’s your teammate.”

“It’s your job.”

He looked at her a moment and then chuckled. “Fair enough, we both have something to lose. Before we start, can I get you anything? The stew is quite good. Maybe a beer?”

“I’m fine,” she said, motioning to her homca. “It’s surprisingly filling.”

“I’ll bet,” he answered. The look on his face suggested he wasn’t interested in learning the truth of her statement.

“Perhaps we can get down to business? I don’t think you called me here to discuss the cuisine,” DaemonS said.

“Indeed not.” He paused several seconds before continuing, “Am I to understand from our recent communication that you have had a... ‘setback’... in dealing with your ‘disruption’?”

The pain had almost worn her out and she was already numb to the recent memories. It was that and the fact that she had known this topic would be on the agenda that had steeled her to the question.

“In a manner of speaking,” she answered, when she was sure of her voice. “We had an accident with a clone tank during the Lockdown match. We’ve lost Bodybag.”

“You have my condolences.”

She glanced up quickly but something in his eyes assured her that he was sincere this time.

“There was nothing you could do?” he asked. “It might be possible to initiate a new clone, transfer her P-....”

“We tried that already. Rerouting the zone monitor, P-matrix shunt, everything... it didn’t work. She’s permadead.”

“I’m impressed. And sorry,” Figment said, before falling silent.

DaemonS swirled her homca a few times and gulped down the pale sludge.

“I’m guessing that your attempt failed because your teammate’s....”


“Bodybag’s P-matrix was too corrupted. From your story, I’m guessing the corruption occurred upon receipt of the zone transfer. Such failures usually result in a continually degraded matrix. If you left it for several days....”

“We had no choice.” She shoved the image of the squirming, metallic squid that was once her friend, from her head.

“... then it was almost certainly degraded beyond a state that could be recompiled by the system.”

“Yeah, whatever, it’s not important now,” DaemonS said, staring at her cold homca. “She’s gone and we have to live with it.”

“Well, actually... I may be able to help you recover your teammate... if you are willing to do something for me.”

DaemonS’s head snapped up, staring hard at Figment. “This better not be a joke!”

“I assure you, I almost never joke.”

She stared at him hard before challenging him. “Alright, what can you do for us?”

“It’s not common knowledge, but Halandri keeps a backup of every Matcher’s P-matrix as it uploads to and downloads from the zone. It’s part of their contract with Genilon. Clearly, privacy concerns mean this is not information the company shares easily.”

“So? The matrix was corrupted, remember?”

“Corrupted at the clone tank, from what you’ve told me. The transfer from the zone and hence, the archived version, is most likely in perfect condition.”

She just stared at him for several moments. If what he said was true...

“Let’s say I believe you. I don’t think we can just walk into Halandri headquarters and politely request a P-matrix upload.”
Figment gave her a wide smile. “My employer has... vast resources at his disposal and has certain good reasons for wishing to help you.”

“Such as?”

“Such as procuring your aid in infiltrating Genilon.”

Of course. Figment was a very single-minded individual.

“I can’t speak for the others, but if you can do what you say, you have me.”

“That’s a start, but we’ll need your entire team,” he said. “The P-matrices are stored indefinitely. However, given the nature of our problem, we are on a rather tight schedule. I’ll give you until tomorrow, noon, to dialog with your team.”

DaemonS stood, offering her hand. Figment took it, shaking it firmly.

“You’ll be hearing from me soon,” she said, turning to leave.

“I’ll be waiting,” he answered, returning to his seat to finish his meal.

Altered Destiny: Echoes of the Past

Title: Altered Destiny: Echoes of the Past
Series: Destiny City #1
Published by: Quantum Dot Press
Release Date: November 2016
Contributors: Edwin H Rydberg
Genre: , ,
Pages: 106

DESTINY CITY. A city of heroes and villains. A city with a tormented past and an uncertain future. A city living in the shadow of Dr. GrimLaw. Enter three women with three intertwined destinies.

Charlene Stanfeld, aka Starshyne, has problems. She has a job with no future, a boss with no self-control, and a super-powered gang that has her number.

Ayn Elipso has a new house and soon a new, married, life. Only, she's worried her fiance has a new woman.

Virtue Maroni, mafia princess, has mad combat skills and can build anything, except respect among her gang members.

Echoes of the Past is the first episode in the Altered Destiny superhero series.

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Farspace 2

Title: Farspace 2
Published by: Utility Fog Press
Release Date: August 2016
Contributors: Edwin H Rydberg (editor)
Genre: ,
Pages: 250
ISBN13: 978-0956046932

Farspace 2 is a lot darker, more cautionary and less care-free, than Farspace 1. Among others, it features stories about control—by entities that want to harm or protect us, and stories about exploration. Not the happy, “everything is wonderful out there and all will be great if we only go” stories. But rather the “yes it’s dangerous out there, and we can get killed, but we still need to go” stories. Yet, ultimately, Farspace 2 is an anthology of hope and promise for the future, an anthology that urges us to keep moving forward despite the hardships we might find along the way.