“Well obviously,” Maria said. “Ninjas. Why didn’t I guess?” The ninjas that filled the trilobite making lab crouched into ninja-attack poses and drew their weapons.
Maria and Lenore were trying to find their way back to the pumping room, when they came across the robot, R17, flailing wildly and trying
Change of schedule — I’m finding it a little hard to write a 1000 word update once a week, so instead there will be two
It sat in the cafeteria, swimming — though out of water. It swam through a head, a brain… the brain of an air breather. The
The afternoon before Trilobite Park opened, Blake gathered the Paleontology Club met after school to meet with their supervisor. Her name was Mrs Vallerez, and
It remembered the seas. That was all it remembered, all it was. Just a memory. But it remembered itself, and memory is important. It couldn’t