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CRANKSHAFTS

Written and illustrated by David M Willis and Graham Weaver

(a story we wrote in 2009 as part of a pitch to Fun Publications that never got published)

“Just when you’d thought you’d seen it all.”

Railspike slightly recoiled at the organism who had just greeted him.  His name was Silverbolt, which sounded normal enough, yet he looked anything but.  The surface of Railspike’s greeter was textured in interlocking layers of circuitry, metallic skin, and several alloys or substances he couldn’t even begin to explain.  His winged, alien form broke up his dull, sleek grays with glowing orbs.

Railspike suspected he was staring, and so he quickly looked away, uncharacteristically flustered.

“You have been involved in a transwarp accident.  Please, follow me.”

Transwarp accident?  The Global Space Bridge!  That irresponsible young fool, Wedge, promised he’d–  No, there was no use getting, or appearing, angry.  Though this situation was highly atypical, the last thing Railspike wished was to make a scene.  Railspike didn’t have much to comfort him at present, but he still possessed his dignity.  He didn’t make it this far in life by being self-involved.

“This is Axiom Nexus, a city that sits at the bottom of the multiversal stack.  It doesn’t happen very often, but sometimes we receive accidental visitors from various timelines.  More often than not, we are able to divert them elsewhere, but in your case, we had to intervene.  Do not worry, we are a very old civilization, and so we have the means to eventually send you back.  But first, you must be processed.”

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