KSchnee's avatar
Kris Schnee
147 Watchers48.7K Page Views592 Deviations
M
Mephit Expo
"Thanks for giving us this tour, Rashid," said Robin, impressed already by the big black-and-white building. The calm and snappily-dressed executive nodded to Robin and his girlfriend. "It's no problem, especially for a donor. I've become a 'docent' these days giving regular tours." Michelle smiled as they walked in through the front door, admiring the twin statues beside it. The pair depicted a curvaceous lady with a skunk's striped tail and fuzzy ears, opposite a more feral-looking man with shaggy fur and a similar tail. The hall within was lined with trophies for a dozen sports. "They're showing off a little this year, huh?" Rashid said
7
4
T
The Taur Glitch
"Come over quick," said Terry. He fidgeted as his body slowly contorted and stretched. "I don't want to talk about it on an open phone line." Luckily he had a room to himself in the dorm, after the disappearance of his roommate. Terry was pretty sure he knew what had happened, and it wasn't bad. When his friend Ian arrived through the January snow and knocked on the door, Terry staggered over to it and let him in. Ian stared at him. "Costume?" Terry was wearing a loose set of black sweatpants and a t-shirt, but his brown hair was bleaching slowly white and more importantly, a pair of white-furred paws was growing out from his belly. Terry
2
10
C
Clerical Duties
Dave was a sucker for special editions. He'd once paid extra to get not just a concert ticket but a signed photo of the band, and he'd bought a video game that was supposed to come with a duffel bag and even rum. One blazing July, he brought his new Wayfarer RPG 2.0 kit to the game shop, still unopened. Raymond and Sara were already there and sharing a pizza with their usual GM, Allen. Allen waved. "You sure you want to open that and not keep it in a shrine?" "You're just jealous. Let's see what we've got here." As he opened the shrink wrap for this new edition, Allen said, "We've got a fighter and a druid so far. You're still planning to
3
7
T
Therapy Rose
"The main good thing about this lunacy is the hammer." Brian hefted it: a long mallet that looked like a fantasy adventurer's prop. A very specific one. Brian was currently about four feet tall, wearing a red dress with a wide conical bottom, and was very, very pink. "Uh, are you there, Mike?" Mike was still in shock, snapping out of it only partly when Brian dropped the hammer and waved one white-gloved hand with four fingers in front of his face. Brian had invited Mike to visit his house "for some weird news", but Mike hadn't been expecting to see his co-worker looking like a cartoon character. Mike said, "Good... costume?" "Not a costum
3
12
V
Voltage Mismatch
Mark's job skills weren't glamorous, and he was restless enough to quit as soon as he reached journeyman status in the telegraph trade. He'd gotten an offer from a frontier settlement in the wild south, one that couldn't afford a master but whose recruiter saw Mark had most of the skills to help them. Mark rode the train to the end of the line, then joined a caravan continuing on into the grassland. The group of riders with him helped him figure out how horses worked, snickering behind his back at how nearly he came to falling off his docile steed. They were a friendly bunch for the most part, though. "What brings you out here?" asked the ma
5
9
N
Night Shift Laundry - YCH Part 2
"Loup" Waitressing at Rudy's would be great, if not for the customers. Claudia often had snippy, entitled businessmen flirting with her despite their wedding rings, and drunk even over lunch on weekdays. She went home one afternoon and shuddered, sensing that they were feeling her up with their eyes. She relaxed and washed her clothes at a new laundromat she found. After a good night's sleep she pulled on her uniform pants for work, and frowned. They were inches too long, yet tight in the waist. Someone else's clothes? The other outfits in the hamper looked like hers. Reluctantly she wore the pants anyway with other clothes from her drawers
0
4
T
The Spirit Partner
Rudy doodled at work. There was lots of slack time between customer service calls lately, and he used it to practice pencil sketches. Today he surprised himself with a picture of a warrior wolf in scavenged armor, looking like a laughable adventurer who'd bought whatever was on sale. As his work shift wore on, though, the pose and expression took on a life of their own. This wasn't a hapless, generic hero; he was an outcast of the Whitewall Clan, living as a hunter and bounty-hunter in the lonely wilds. Bits and pieces of backstory came to him in between calls. The next day, Rudy drew other things, but he came back to the same character, try
4
10
N
Night Shift Laundry - YCH Part 1
Yip! Aaron frowned as he pulled on a shirt from his neatly folded stack. It was tight; he must've used hot water by mistake along with that "Yip" brand detergent at the laundromat. His slacks pinched all over, too. While driving in heavy bridge traffic, he slumped over the steering wheel. He sat up straighter, but found he was still barely looking past the dash. What? A moment later he got his next clue: a cramped feeling that snaked outward from behind his pants. He turned, alarmed, and discovered he had a long, fluffy brush of a tail! The fur was a shiny tan, almost golden, and it hurt to tug at. In shock, Aaron tried to pull out of traff
2
6
P
Preview - Tower of Sol
The intruder came at dusk, while I was up on the ramparts of Freehold Village. A young guard named Mike poked my shoulder, near my orange militia armband. "Sven, sir? Something's out there." I'd been looking out to the south horizon, where the Red Horse Tribe lived. Our walls of dirt and stone were built specifically to keep out those thugs and the world's new, over-aggressive wildlife. The tribesmen were always testing our defenses. But Mike had come from the north side. I jogged along the wall with him to see for myself. "Something moving, yeah." He pointed. "It's a robot dragon. Again." The lanky man set down his binoculars, brushed bac
0
0
See all
T
The Taur Glitch
"Come over quick," said Terry. He fidgeted as his body slowly contorted and stretched. "I don't want to talk about it on an open phone line." Luckily he had a room to himself in the dorm, after the disappearance of his roommate. Terry was pretty sure he knew what had happened, and it wasn't bad. When his friend Ian arrived through the January snow and knocked on the door, Terry staggered over to it and let him in. Ian stared at him. "Costume?" Terry was wearing a loose set of black sweatpants and a t-shirt, but his brown hair was bleaching slowly white and more importantly, a pair of white-furred paws was growing out from his belly. Terry
2
10
T
The Spirit Partner
Rudy doodled at work. There was lots of slack time between customer service calls lately, and he used it to practice pencil sketches. Today he surprised himself with a picture of a warrior wolf in scavenged armor, looking like a laughable adventurer who'd bought whatever was on sale. As his work shift wore on, though, the pose and expression took on a life of their own. This wasn't a hapless, generic hero; he was an outcast of the Whitewall Clan, living as a hunter and bounty-hunter in the lonely wilds. Bits and pieces of backstory came to him in between calls. The next day, Rudy drew other things, but he came back to the same character, try
4
10
P
Preview - Tower of Sol
The intruder came at dusk, while I was up on the ramparts of Freehold Village. A young guard named Mike poked my shoulder, near my orange militia armband. "Sven, sir? Something's out there." I'd been looking out to the south horizon, where the Red Horse Tribe lived. Our walls of dirt and stone were built specifically to keep out those thugs and the world's new, over-aggressive wildlife. The tribesmen were always testing our defenses. But Mike had come from the north side. I jogged along the wall with him to see for myself. "Something moving, yeah." He pointed. "It's a robot dragon. Again." The lanky man set down his binoculars, brushed bac
0
0
H
House Of Masks
Rick brought the customer's order out to the old mansion on Avalon Hill. Large anchovy pizza, breadsticks and soda. He didn't know it was the mansion he was driving to, when he left the shop, but he soon found himself on the gravel driveway of a four-story building straight out of a horror flick. He was glad it was only afternoon. To his surprise, the customer was a cute young woman who was outside on a lawn chair. She was wearing oversized dark sunglasses and a long baggy jacket. The day was chilly and she wasn't sunbathing. Rick said, "Here with your pizza, ma'am." "Thanks," she said, and gave him a ten dollar tip and a smile. He smiled
3
12
L
Life Support Critical Success
Aaron woke up with a headache, and surrounded by blue goo. He coughed and tried to shake it off, but he was stuck in bed. Or... no, that was glass in front of him. From the other side, a blurry human face appeared, saying distantly, "Aaron? You awake in there?" Aaron coughed. Something hard was caught against his face. The other guy took that as a yes. "Hang on. Don't freak out, okay?" The glass slid open and Aaron sat up, coughing up goo. His teeth felt all wrong, clicking together, and every muscle was sore. "Ugh. Wha?" "It's me, Steve. Good news is, we're still on course. You remember, right? Barnard's Star, marketed as a hop, skip an
13
12
Game Demo - Ethos 8
3
0
R
Roman Economics (Nonfiction)
I'm just finishing reading "The Roman Empire and the Indian Ocean: The Ancient World Economy and the Kingdoms of Africa, Arabia and India". https://www.amazon.com/Roman-Empire-Indian-Ocean-Kingdoms-ebook/dp/B00OZ3HWM2/ Looks like it's no longer so cheap. I liked it, though. You can study history through many different lenses to focus on different aspects of what happened. Author McLaughlin goes into great detail about the economics of the Roman Empire, using a mix of hard economic data and anecdotes. He talks about both the big picture of how Rome worked as an empire, and how individual Romans lived. That's the best of both worlds. We're giv
7
1
S
Shine Town
"Recalculating," said the phone, glowing from its precarious perch on the dash. Francis sighed. He'd been driving for hours after dark and was starting to think he should've found a hotel. He was in no hurry, spending a few weeks on a long cross-country drive. Tonight had been rough, though; there was a major accident on the highway and he'd let the phone find him a detour. That was an hour ago. The car's weak heater kept him comfortable in his thick jacket but there was snow on the ground outside, and occasional icy patches made the pavement dangerous. "At the next exit, take the left lane, then turn around." "Oh, come on!" he said. He'd
8
1
C
Crafter's Heart, Chapter 1
South of Cuba, 2038 December The young man's first steps on Castor Colony were unsteady, since he expected the ground to move like the ship that took him there. The floating, artificial island did sway and vibrate, but due less to the Caribbean Sea beneath it than to the thousands of people walking, working, and playing where nature had said there was nowhere to live. Stan hefted the backpack containing nearly all he owned and crossed the dock to get started. The colony was a sort of jungle gym or raft made from an oil rig, a retired cargo ship, a set of purpose-built "seastead" platforms offering a flat surface well above the waves, and a
2
0
Liberation Game Cover Comparison
Liberation Game Cover Comparison
3
1
232
3.9K
Matthias the Warrior
31
556
Client 050: Stephanie
10
218
TeaFeathers - Khu'Dimali Stone Carvers
35
1.2K
Lunch Break
6
70
Alchemist[C]
3
142
Gallus
10
399
W
Wings of Romance (Anthro Gryphon TF)
    Peter’s eyes flew open. He shot up in his bed, turning his head to look at his clock. 8:30 AM. Today was the day. His heart pounding with excitement, he jumped out of bed and quickly got dressed. He’d been looking forward to this day all week, and now the time had finally come: he was going hiking.     ….Okay, it may not seem THAT exciting, but he’d been looking forward to this for quite a while now. His job had been super busy lately, not to mention boring as hell, and it felt like forever since he had been able to do anything like this by himself. Except he wasn’t by himself… and that was the best p
32
31
Space Jammers Inc.
13
278
Cyber Noodles
10
322

Spotlight

P
Preview: Thousand Tales
2036: The Early Adopters * I. * Paul had convinced the shelter's owners to tear down a wall, so that patrons could see from the musty cafeteria out to the desert city. He scooped globs of macaroni for a line of homeless people who wouldn't meet his eyes or look toward the sunny patio. "They know we're stuck here," said the weatherbeaten man serving beans next to him. The man shouldn't have been working today, what with the liquor on his breath, but he'd muttered about parole conditions. Paul snapped out of a daydream about building castles and armor. "It's not so bad." He always tried to give the customers an encouraging smile with their
2
1
Jun 2
United States
Deviant for 10 years
Badges
Super Albino: Llamas are awesome! (122)
Delicious Cake: My, that's a delicious cake (1)Delicious Cake: My, that's a delicious cake (1)Delicious Cake: My, that's a delicious cake (1)
I was wondering if gamers will grow out of the trend of using stupid character names. Maybe because of better speech synthesis... but I doubt it. Eg. King Ulfric Stormcloak: "So you're the one who slew the dragon. The one they call... ButtsButtsButts ...
3
Virtual Afterlife
https://www.reddit.com/r/GameLit/comments/cc6a71/what_would_700_years_in_a_virtual_afterlife_do_to/ Asks someone on Reddit: What would 700 years in a virtual afterlife do to a person? I answered: I've written a setting where that could happen, but nobody's yet experienced more than about one century of subjective time and the one test subject for that, didn't really understand what was going on. I would like to try showing an answer to your question at some point. A lot of the answer depends on how much contact you can keep with the real world. I figure that many people would want to keep in touch and continue being useful out there at leas
2
0
I've started reading Alexandre Dumas' "The Three Musketeers". Reading this in the 21st century I can't help grinning at the opening: "Here is a young man, a farmer's son, who has just been told by his father to 'seek adventures' and get into lots of ...
0

Comments91

anonymous's avatar
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Sign In
thomas-fan-collector's avatar
Hey there, Kris, my name is Ryan and can I ask you a question.
Reply  ·  
KSchnee's avatar
KSchnee|Professional Writer
Yes?
Reply  ·  
thomas-fan-collector's avatar
Well Kris, are you making any requests or not as I got one if intersted to hear.
Reply  ·  
KSchnee's avatar
KSchnee|Professional Writer
Sorry, but I don't generally do requests, though I do sometimes take commissions.
Reply  ·  
Drake-Starfire's avatar
Happy birthday, Kris! :D :cake:
Reply  ·  
KSchnee's avatar
KSchnee|Professional Writer
Thanks!
Reply  ·  
BenTheVaporeon's avatar
happy birthday if you gave Da the real date
Reply  ·