Every show and film and book I grew up with presented the military as a place where you’d find yourself. The military could be good, could be bad, and all that “glory” stuff was clearly nonsense… but shared trials made you stronger and forged ride-or-die buddies for life. And hey, it’d pay for college.
Then I joined. It didn’t work out. Every day ranged from tedious to toxic, even when we did genuine good. I made one short-term friend in four years.
I still loved those stories, but none of them were ever about the guy who joins up and doesn’t find himself and never belongs—so I wrote it.
Poor Man’s Fight is a rockin’ space opera built on shattered dreams, student debt, and space pirates. Lots of space pirates. It’s funny, it’s sober, and you’ll want to hug Tanner Malone even when he’s covered in blood. The real enemies are always capitalism and toxic masculinity.
And then comes the war with the corporations that built this whole dystopia, because the enemy is still capitalism, even for the aliens.
On a brighter note, Tanner does make it out of the military and into college, becoming the Deadliest Unpaid Intern in the Galaxy… and the Resident Advisor for a freshman dorm full of chaos goblins.
(Cover art by Lee Moyer, Julie Dillon, Dan Watson, and Brittany Torres, for which I’m forever grateful.)
If you’ve made it this far, hopefully you’re looking for where to pick this up. They’re all available on ebook and Kindle Unlimited, and everything from Poor Man’s Fight to Last Man Out is also in paperback and audio.
And bonus: they’re cheap!
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I am so happy that you are back, but I must ask... What happens if the robot shop end up in the one place not corrupted by captalism...
Thanks @thantos1991 as always, I love my little robot friends and it was fun to write about them again.
Previous parts - 1 / 2 / 3 / 4
Here we go!
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The store was quiet.
Dx5G7 leaned on the counter and let out a mechanical sigh. It had never experienced disappointment before, it was not programmed to do so, but could find no other name for the current emotion than that.
It heard a solemn ticking noise next to him. A paper spewed out and with the ease of long practice, Dx5G7 picked it up and read it.
“Business is slow?”
Dx5G7 nodded to the question written. “Yes, ever since the magical item emporium opened up next door, we’ve seen a steady decline in our customer base.” It looked out at the window to the enormous building immediately next to them with a glowing neon sign reading “BIG DISCOUNT MAGIC.”
Another paper printed out. Dx5G7 read it. “Should we consider moving our shop?” Cox’s spun around jerkily, its normal ticking sped up to a distressed tone.
“I don’t know, Cox. This discount store opened up next to both our locations… if I didn’t know better…” It paused. “We need a new customer base, maybe get into a whole different type of inventory all together. There's only so much you can do with magical items. But we can't close down." Dx5G7 set down the document in its hand. “If it was just the two of us, we could probably find work somewhere else and be okay. The problem is…” Both robots looked up as they were interrupted by the sound of thundering steps.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
Grag and Abot ran into the room, their combined weight shaking the whole store. Skidding to a stop, two pairs of innocent eyes glowing blue and green stared at them.
“NEW FRIENDS?” Grag looked around, his rocky grin fading as he failed to see any customers. “WHERE?” In its rocky hands were clutched large amounts of balloons.
“Where is everyone?” Abot chimed in, its shiny black exterior currently decorated with brightly covered streamers. “We brought decorations!”
“…” Dx5G7 and Cox looked at each other, and then back at the two. “They are taking a nap.”
“Aww. Hope wake up soon!” The pair gave hugs all around, and then ran to the back again.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
Cox spun faster, its gears jerking with the movement as another paper spat out. “You’re going to have to tell them eventually.”
“No need to worry them until we have a plan.” Dx5G7 replied.
Another paper. “Isn't it about time for… him… to show up?”
“After all the times we embarrassed him?” Dx5G7 shook its head. “Don’t be silly…”
CRASH!
The Wizard smashed through the doors, falling to the ground as they opened without resistance, and fell to the ground. Standing up quickly, he brushed the dust off his clothes, which included a khaki pants and a red collared shirt with the “BIG DISCOUNT MAGIC” logo on it.
“Tremble in fear! I have returned! This time I have harnessed the mighty magic of CAPITALISM to destroy you!” He pointed out the window at the overshadowing business outside. “TREMBLE BEFORE MY MIGHTY FRANCHISE OF DISCOUNT GOODS!”
“You started ‘Big Discount Magic’?” Dx5G7 asked.
“Yes, you failed minion!" He grinned evilly. "Are you terrified yet?”
Cox let out a series of happy clicks and spat out a paper. Dx5G7 read it out loud. “So glad to see you! You always bring good things whenever you stop by!”
“NO, I DON’T! I BRING TERROR, I BRING PAIN… I BRING…. uh oh... NOOOOO...!”
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
Grag and Abot ran back, screaming in delight. “BOOOOSSSSS!”
“NOOOO!” He tried to run, but was hugged between the two. He quickly cast magic, preventing him from being crushed into powder by the power of their affection.
“WE MISSED YOU!”
“We brought you balloons!” Abot moved at a speed undetectable by human eyesight, and tied a bright red balloon to the wizards wrist. “It matches your shirt!”
“NO! I have destroyed your silly little shop! You will all be out on the streets!”
“Together?” Grag asked, his eyes lighting up. “We ALL go out on vacation now?”
“Vacation?” The wizard spluttered with rage. “NO! I am talking of your destruction!”
“VACATION!” The two hugged the wizard again in excitement. But before any further nonsense could occur, a bright green ray shown down on the group. Dx5G7 felt the pull of a tractor beam, and sighed.
“I guess we ARE going on vacation.”
They were teleported to a space ship. In front of them, on a large golden throne, sat a large alien wearing a crown and a disdainful expression.
“I imagine you are curious as to why I brought you here.” The alien gave out a grim laugh. “It’s simple, really. I am a powerful alien king, and I’m looking for a weak and lowly minion. I need someone who can help me with my important tasks, such as data sorting and abduction schedules.”
The wizard turned red with rage. “I AM NO MINION! I AM A MIGHTY WIZARD!”
“Quiet, minion!”
Grag and Abot looked at each other in confusion. “New Boss?”
Dx5G7 felt his processors struggle to handle all of the new information. Finally, with a shake of its head, it took an artifact strapped to its side and called out. “Traveler!”
A large red portal formed behind the alien king. Dx5G7 turned to the pair beside him. “Grag! Abot! Group hug with the two bosses!”
“GROUP HUG?! YAAAAAAY!” The two rushed forward, and held the screaming pair between them in a pure hug of friendship.
“Now put them in the portal, it’s time for their nap.” Dx5G7 instructed.
“OKAY!” Without protest they moved towards the portal.
“You can’t do this to me! I’m a great alien king!”
“No! You can’t do this to ME! NOT AGAIN!”
The two were dumped into the portal. “Have good nap!” Grag smiled and waved. Abot put some balloons and streamers in after them with a smile that was supposed to be happy but only looked terrifying.
The portal closed and all was silent.
Dx5G7 looked around their new area. The throne room was filled to the brim with treasure and technological wonders.
“What is going on here?” A small group of grey aliens stepped in through the large doors, looking confused.
Dx5G7 glanced at Cox, who pushed a paper out. “Looks like we found our new customers.”
Dx5G7 smiled and greeted the newcomers.
“Welcome, to the Robot Space Treasure Shop!”
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I had the dumbest interaction & I had to share this with someone who has had the same problem -
Apparently people flat out missed how at the end of Flux 13 was told she was going to die? I mentioned to someone that 13 comes off as someone with a terminal illness in LotSD & got "where are you getting this terminal illness stuff from?" & it is LITERALLY IN THE TEXT.
I get annoyed at people missing really obvious subtext but how do people miss THE LITERAL TEXT? One of the complaints people have about the chibnall Era is people turning to the camera to metalize, but then they somehow miss literal major plot elements that are spoken to the camera?! Like, the heck?
it's like how people like to rip 13's line out of the timeless children out of context, where she ~apparently~ deliberately tries to insult and degrade him so she can cruelly kick him while he's down like a big 'ole meanie she is by saying she's better than him, and conveniently ignore the other half of her SENTENCE where she says 'you think that makes me lesser' like she does not explicitly state that she thinks he's degrading HER, not the other way around, and that this explicitly informs the dynamics in their entire relationship, this entire episode, which is not even to mention that entire scene???
I know the man has gorgeous wet cat anime eyes at that part but we really need to watch the rest of the scene :/
I have a complex where i have to go back and rewatch bits if i'm gonna talk about it to check i've not made a memory error most of the time, so i'm like... okay. Shout this stuff out with your whole chests while not remembering very important plot points. Sure. I'll go back to compulsively script checking and cross referencing with the closed captions provided on the screen.
(literally looked up the scene in ttc to write this answer i s2g)
And i'm gonna be honest, most of the time now whenever i see somebody complain that everything in 13's era is just spelled out to the audience, i just assume the very obvious subtext and basically anything Not said out loud (which is, honestly, a lot of things) sailed over their heads bc ironically they actually Needed to be told it to understand, and therefore think that everything that happened was spelled out for them. This is not very charitable of me at all, but it's been years and i'm very tired now.
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Does our brains have like some sorta of electricity?
Yea! There are ions of molecules in the brain which are charged particles that create signals on the form of electric currents in the brain which we receive in nerves as signals
Basically there are these things called Voltage-gated channels which specialized proteins embedded in the cell membrane, and they respond to changes in the membrane potential (voltage) by opening or closing, regulating the flow of ions across the membrane. In the context of the brain, it’s sodium (Na+) and potassium (K+) voltage-gated chan
And cells are polarized, so more negative inside than outside. So when a signal is released, and breaks a certain threshold, voltage-gated sodium channels open, allowing sodium ions to rush into the cell. This depolarizes the cell and triggers an action potential.
Then the action poetical travels along this bit in the neuron, the axon, and the signal is sent in an electric signal. Other channel gates open once the signal is done and depolarizes the cell back to normal… and the electric signal carries through the brain til it reaches the point it needs to reach…
So yea, electricity and charges are always happening in the brain :)
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