“four-foot-tall superheroine, the ten-year-old avatar of Death, and a cyborg fox walk into a bar. The bartender said nothing. He did look like he wanted to run to the bathroom. And keep running.” — Richard Roberts Copy Share Image
“And boy, the transformation. I had to feel bad for him, inheriting a power like this. He had all of the ugly. All of… — Richard Roberts Copy Share Image
“I gave the black-robed scythe girl a… “What are you doing?” Psychopomp, down on all fours, had her arm stretched under the battered dumpster,… — Richard Roberts Copy Share Image
“sighed, smirking and rolling her eyes in friendly, amused exasperation. Grabbing his shirt, she pulled him up to her. His hands caught her shoulders,… — Richard Roberts Copy Share Image
“Psychopomp utterly failed to object to a free meal and wielded a pair of chopsticks with the precision of a striking snake as she… — Richard Roberts Copy Share Image
“was the time to ask him out, if there ever was one. “What time is it?” I said out loud. Penelope Akk, legendary supervillain… — Richard Roberts Copy Share Image
As long as our social order regards the good of institutions rather than the good of men, so long will there be a vocation… — Richard Roberts Copy Share Image
“the joy of having an omniscient superpower. It had no sympathy for anyone who didn’t speak Ancient Egyptian, whale, or Alpha Centaurian. Mom” — Richard Roberts Copy Share Image
