Robin Bright Science Fiction Writer

'Out of this World' Vol. 2, # 4, 1993, and 'Ride!' she said' (1996), Risqué magazine, UK. In Hungarian translation, ‘Sas’ in Ozirisz Országa [in English, ‘Special Angel Service’ in Land of Osiris], Cherubion Press, Debrecen, Hungary, 1996, pp.184-91, https://www.regikonyvek.hu/kiadas/ozirisz-orszaga-1996-cherubion-konyvkiado, `Bevezetés a Valhallába’ in Az Universzum Örokösei [‘Valhalla for Starters’ in Inheritors of the Universe], Cherubion Press, 1996, pp. 143-7, https://www.regikonyvek.hu/kiadas/az-univerzum-orokosei-1997-cherubion-konyvkiado, ‘A Fegyverforgatás Mestere’ in A Galaxis Császára [`Master Arms Practitioner’ in Emperor of the Galaxy], Cherubion Press, 1997, pp.281-6, https://www.regikonyvek.hu/kiadas/a-galaxis-csaszara-1998-cherubion-konyvkiado, 'Well, it was like this doc...' at Ruthie's Club, a story of alien abduction, March 2009, and 'All For Nought Orphan Ufonaut' in Shelter of Daylight, Sam's Dot Publishing (2010). `Love Bugs`, 1KM1KT, One Thousand Monkeys, One Thousand Typewriters, http://www.1km1kt.net/fiction/love-bugs, Thursday, June 9, 2011, and `Deus Ex Machina`in John Thiel (ed.) Surprising Stories, Oort Cloud Publications, VacHume Press, September 2013, # 33, http://surprisingstories.dcwi.com/deus.htm , `Galactic Guardian: Twenty First Century Schizoid Man`, January 2014,  # 34, http://surprisingstories.thiels.us/SSV34/galactic.htm , the play, `The House That MAP Built`, January 2016, # 40, http://surprisingstories.thiels.us/SSV40/HouseMap.htm , the play `Mobile Armoured Personnel`, May 2016, # 41, http://surprisingstories.thiels.us/SSV41/Mobile.htm , the play `Valhalla For Starters`, September 2016, # 42, http://surprisingstories.thiels.us/SSV42/valhalla.html , the play `MAP II: Deus Ex Machina`, January 2017, # 43, http://surprisingstories.thiels.us/SSV43/DeusExMachina.htm, `Her Killers`, May 2018, # 47, http://surprisingstories.thiels.us/SSV47/HERKILLERS.htm , `Apple 2` in Charles Rector (ed.) Fornax # 14, January 2017, http://efanzines.com/Fornax/Fornax-14.pdf , `Killed By An Idiot And Its Son` Fornax # 15, February 2017, http://efanzines.com/Fornax/Fornax-15.pdf , `Idiots From The Planet Idiom`, Fornax # 17, April 2017, http://efanzines.com/Fornax/Fornax-17.pdf , `The Last Tramp`, Fornax # 18, May 2017, http://efanzines.com/Fornax/Fornax-18.pdf, `An Eyeless Brainless Creature That Can’t Breed`, Fornax # 19, June 2017, http://efanzines.com/Fornax/Fornax-19.pdf , `R Spynes Amanga`, Fornax 20th, September 2017, http://efanzines.com/Fornax/Fornax-20.pdf, `The Worship Of The Evil Things`, Fornax Halloween 2017: The Unnumbered Horror, October 2017, http://efanzines.com/Fornax/FornaxHalloween2017.pdf , `Doom Laden`, Fornax # 21, March 2018, http://efanzines.com/Fornax/Fornax-21.pdf , `The Age Of Kibla Khan`, Fornax # 22, May 2018, http://efanzines.com/Fornax/Fornax-22.pdf, 'The Soup Insiders', Fornax # 23, July 2018, http://efanzines.com/Fornax/Fornax-23.pdf , Heavy Adze On TV: A Manga Babes Adventure, 'The Japanese Manga Authority`s (JAM) response was to make some opposition. Positing that Heavy Adze was a dangerous criminal virus identical with the `serpent`s seed` of men that had inveigled its way into the host womb of the human species` futanarian race of women with her own penis` semen to steal her `seed` and enslave and devour her as her alien parasite, JAM concluded that the Holy Spirit Jesus said would teach after him was also a character in the plot, so they created R Spynes Amanga as the Holy Spirit of the JAM in the image of Eve ..,' JustFiction Edition, March 29, 2018, 68 pp, 'Flesh Fiction` in Ray Palm (ed.) Ray X X-Rayer #142, November 8, 2018, 'No Heir Apparently' (p. 5) in New Lamps for Old! # 5, The Official Organ of the e-APA # 179, March 2019, Killed By An Idiot And Its Son: A Play, 'High above the city of New Coala Coco. The symbols of the city pan out before the eyes of the audience. The Twin Coala Coco Towers in the shape of two classic Coala Coco bottles, Coala Coco Light, and Coala Coco Zero, and the company headquarters (CCHQ) in the form of a classic Coala Coco can with squiggly straw attached; serving as a satellite broadcasting and receiving telecommunications` mast. The open air public bathing facilities, with the Coala Coco logo visible at the bottom on the marble in the still cool waters of the early evening, and surrounded by beach umbrellas in the Coala Coco colors` insignia awaiting tomorrows` residents and local inhabitants` poolside cavortings at the Coala Coco hotel, which is an iconoclast`s dream shaped like a `real thing` drink. Poolside attendant: `Coala Coco is it!` The huge modern art exhibit in the center of the city of New Coala Coco is a Coala Coco ring pull. Tho` slightly bent, as if recently discarded, it nevertheless takes center stage in platinum and gold. Opposite the icon is the Coala Coco Exhibition Center (CCEC) where the event is to transpire which will change the course of human history.' JustFiction! Edition, November 27, 2018, 112 pp, Supramazonic: A Play Almost In Japanese, 'The flame-haired symbol of a she-devil appeared in connection with some innocuous brand of cosmetics and, seconds later, the Doc, observing a car with the number FON 2, raised two fingers, giving a V-for-victory sign to the driver, then reversed the signal in that time-honored Delta-of-Venus gesture suggesting readiness for sex. The creature inside the vehicle couldn't readily be described as ass human. For the thing had no hair and scaly skin of a greenish hue. Leering expansively and using thumb and forefinger, it pointed in the direction of a medieval church some four hundred meters away. Dr Lu spins on hir heel and makes off at a fast clip towards the not-too-distant crenelated rectangle outlined in darkness against the darkening sky ..,' JustFiction! Edition, January 2, 2019, R Spynes Amanga: A Play, 'Outside The Olfactory Ass Spines Manga Babe Movie Company Studios at Long Beach, California, West Coast of the United States of America. Irish production manager, R Smell O`Vision, keeps on glancing fitfully at his watch as the new science fiction canon begins to emerge from the processing apertures of his portable My Little Eye Film Lab. He`s talking like he`s empowered by the Holy Spirit to convince others of his mission. It`s as if he already knows the huge numbers of converts his ambition can be relied upon to make his. He speaks as if to a huge throng even tho` there`s no one there, or as is the case here, a single interlocutor, R Cell O` Vision, Irish productions` manager at Ass Spines Manga Babe in charge of `phone sales', JustFiction! Edition, January 4, 2019, 161 pp. Taken Up By The Raptor: A Play, 'The footsteps cease at the door and a figure can be seen outlined through the frosted glass panel. The handle turns and the woman walks in. Rob disappears behind a wall of jars and tubes; he can be heard at intervals, shuffling about, running water into sinks, generally keeping himself out of harm's way. MAP, on the other hand, seems merely to adjust his loose stance by the bench in order to confront his uninvited guest, 'Pat Horner! What brings you to this neck of the woods?' There are images from nature of slugs with salt on their tails curling up in his mind as Pat moves past him; the clicking of her heels making it impossible to concentrate. Map holds his head in his hands visibly trying to concentrate. It`s as if someone is dragging their nails across a chalk board, and indeed the audience hears the sound and sees the horrendous image of a woman`s nails dragging screaming notes from a chalk board as she drags her fingernails down.' JustFiction! Edition, January 25, 2019. Deus Ex Machina: A Play, The forms of the aliens are revealed amidst the alien artifacts, working and communicating, while the WASP Dictatorship idyll of genetically engineered superbeings are depicted in typically fascist scenes with beachballs and swimming pools familiar from the 1930s. MAP and Evie are physically very close indeed to the appearance of the alien life forms; implying that the aliens are in fact more human than the WASPs: 'The rising self-esteem of the Asian nations - due largely to the success of the trade-wars waged by the Sino-Nippon technopolies - had led them to reject the West's cultural hegemony. However, the rest of the world's women were still fashion victims, succumbing to fetishistic decadence, becoming slavish followers of the cult of the stiletto-teetering arse-pouter.' JustFiction! Edition, February 15, 2019, All For Nought Orphan Ufonaut, 'It's a 1970s school playground at an English Comprehensive with concrete and white paint indicating where basketball and soccer equipment can be used. The schoolchildren are busily plaguing each other while a small knot of more knowing adult seeming youths gather together in a tight band and begin chanting,`We won the war in nineteen fifty-four.` One of the boys tries to make a correction, `Shouldn't that be nineteen forty-five? Nazi Germany was defeated in 1945, wasn`t it? The Second World War? Nineteen thirty-nine to nineteen forty-five?' The chant goes on, and on with little or no variation. The smallest boy in the playground knew a different story, but he wasn't telling. Instead, he cast his mind back to a time before, a time when he'd been safe and happy, a place in which he'd been cared for by tall blonde men and women who one day told him he was going to a place called Earth.' JustFiction! Edition, February 20, 2019, Little Red Riding And Robin - Hoods: A Play, 'Little Red Riding Hood is carrying her wicker basket along the forest's winding path to grandma's house. She`s so called because of the cape she always wears, clasped at her throat by a golden brooch, made by mountain elves and cast in the shape of a dragon with what isn`t totally obvious to an objective scrutiny its penis in its mouth and that, as one looks at it, grins back and winks conspiratorially.' JustFiction! Edition, March 2019, The House That MAP Built: A Play, 'Scenes of UFOs descending with silver suited space aliens disembarking, or little green men and other types and varieties commonly supposed to emerge from flying saucers. Amid stereotypical Hollywood, 'Babylon', drug orgy scenes a smiling husband and wife sit at a dinner table with their two regulation kids and spear and chew thoughtfully with their forks at the undistinguished meat. It`s surrealism to a high degree of banana soufflé, JustFiction! Edition, March 2019, Trunco Butto: The Oiled Warrior, ‘The starships were gone for long ages, and the people of the Earth learned many of its secrets, which they called supernature, or mother science, and they bred huge spiders to catch whatever appeared in the heavens above and beyond the blue skies and pinkly luminous sunburnished clouds of the planet. Occasionally there’d be some furor skywards and the peculiar mass of the intelligent arachnid would be scene scurrying across its invisible web towards a starship caught in its web. It’d become a part of the Earth’s scientific ecosphere that returning ships could rely on the spiderly superscience of nature to give them a safe harbor. The starships would hang there in the silvery clouds as dark shapes beneath the bone white moon; as flies trapped in ice, their location pinpointed by their relation to the constellations of the diamond bodies of the stars. The starship Perseus, kept hanging amidst the fogs about the moon, its location had by reference to its namesake constellation, Perseus, was all very fine and good from a romantic perspective, but the engines were cold and dead, and the vessel couldn’t any longer reach the belt of Aurora to escape with its crew beyond the barrier.' JustFiction! Edition, April 2019, Apple 2 and other stories, 'Bartholomew made a stab at what appeared to be a large fat sausage on his plate. Moving aside what looked like a couple of large potatoes, he made another stab at the apparent sausage, "It'd be difficult for the woman to sexually reproduce human brains without it." Bartholomew chewed on fully thoughtful.' Read more about Bartholomew, 'Flesh Fiction', and his unusual associates, like Caucasian Mysterious from 'Rag Time Blew' in Apple 2 and other stories, 'if'n they want the knickers from the car, which is why the knickers are friends only with each other, so they can get in and out without being trapped in the tin by the car nibbles. No matter how small the bigot in it, or how much the pedestrian bigotry's attractive, the knickers have to avoid being stuffed in the tin of the car nibble, because left in the cars it's evidence on the backseat.' JustFiction! Edition, April, 2019. Apple stew and Bother stories, 'Because Satan had been an angel, and was then a serpent, Biffer supposed that angels had been serpents, and the history of the Mesozoic period of Earth`s evolution agreed. Saurians were the dominant life form on Earth 248 M.a., while hominids didn`t appear until 220 M.a., so there`d been plenty of time for the saurians to develop space travel and leave to colonize the planets amongst the stars. Read more of Biff Splinter's fabulous insights within the pages of Apple Stew and Bother stories, and also the conclusions of Biff Blunt's amazing research thesis at his local University in Juniperberg, California county, Free Orange State, because they gave you one every summer. Biff had been told by his supervisor, Ace Beaver, that it`d to be reduced by 900, 000 words, `Although it used to be that theses could be of any length, gangsters rule, which means that everybody not only has to pay for everything twice, but that they have to keep paying for everything, no matter how long they live, because that`s how gangsters thrive.' Biff was trapped. 'So? I have to write a million words? Tall order.' Just Fiction! Edition, May 2019. Apple lone and M'other stories, 'G. G. Hurrihome was looking up at the moon from his crater in Los Angeles, California, on the west coast of the United States of America, or at least he was trying to, because the seagull shit on the window was prevalent enough to interfere with his appreciation of the bone white sphere with his face on it.' It's G.G., and more in Apple lone and Mother stories where Biff Blunt's features can also be ogled, 'Having biffed, Biff biffed on with his micre-corder. Holding the ring on his finger that contained the voice-activated recording device, Biff bluntly began to speak, "The eagle was the symbol of men, and the Al Uqab was female, which accorded with the Jews’ escape from Egypt's Pharaoh Thutmose III, when it was 'the feminine spirit of God', 'the Shekinah', that is, the 'spirit mother' leading them to Palestine." Biff consulted his Bible again. Uttering sharply, "Exodus: 29: 46," Biff then spoke the word, ’Sakina’, aloud " سكينة ", reading from his notes in Arabic, "She is 'tranquility' amongst the Moslems of the nations of Islam, whereas the Al Uqab approximates to what the west calls a 'muthah', an Afro-American term for a mother’s physical defense of her young."', JustFiction! Edition, May, 2019. MAP: A Compendium of Honor, 'In ‘Castration Complex’ MAP returns to the past to discover a more than dark secret, and in ‘Deus Ex Machina’ the secret becomes ever darker. In ‘Galactic Guardian’ the darkness of schizophrenia looms, while in ‘If music be the food of love …’ space cowboys ride the range once more. In ‘Little Red Riding and Robin – Hoods’ some nursery crymes are committed, and in ‘Love Bugs’ MAP irons out a few. In Mobile Armored Personnel (MAP) our hero indulges in some mighty space opera, while ‘Mythopoea’ is much more of a cerebral trip. ‘Special Angel Service’ sees a return to space operatics, and ‘Supramazonic’ is in the tradition of Japanese Manga. In ‘The House that Map Built’ we find an ancient shoggoth in its labyrinth, before ‘Valhalla For Starters’ for returning space opera buffs. In ‘Baby MAP’ our hero returns to his childhood, and in ‘Mapina’ he experiences gender education. An evil alien is encountered in ‘The MAP Of The Evil Alien’, and in ‘“Ride!” she said’ MAP doesn’t argue. Finally, in `Well, it was like this doc. . .` MAP meets the friendliest alien ever, and she isn’t ET!', JustFiction! Edition, May, 2019. Well, it was like this doc ... 'From the sound of the flute, it`s that one-holed instrument that she`s interested in. There are no words spoken by her mouth, and her features can be seen warmly smiling above the deeply centered love that the audience can now see him feeling as it wells up out of the calm blue sun within his vision console at his heart's seat. `She wasn't alone I perceived without perceiving - and what I could see of her wasn't there, it was an image on my forebrain`s console; whether it was she - or something else – that was in the room with me where I lay.` The image spoke,`You are to calm yourself over the operation. You won`t be hurt. My helpers will bring you to where I am. It isn't far. Not to your time sense: but perhaps to your sense of distance it should seem much further.' Just Fiction! Edition, June, 2019. About Me in Other Stories, 'Apple Two', 'Cancellers of the Ex-Czech Whore', 'The Mushroom Thieves', 'The Soup Insiders', 'Rag Time Blew', 'Flesh Fiction', 'An Eyeless, Brainless Creature That Can't Breed', 'Idiots From The Planet Idiom', 'A Grease Tin Allegory', and 'Concentrate' JustFiction! Edition, July 2019, Action Salvation: A Play, 'The crews aboard the `copters take off their headgear relaxedly. They`re all women. Attractively so. The women amongst the hostages gravitate towards them in a friendly way as compatriots would. The men look vaguely displeased and glower at each other. The women ignore them. Some of the men gather in a small group and look intensely into each other’s eyes as if they have something of great unspoken moment to communicate. Others of them stare angrily at their feet in their shoes. A few are seen staring out of the `copter at the streets far below and the buildings as they zoom past on their way elsewhere. The giant blue birds seem to be heading off towards the mountains that can be seen close to the city from this perspective. But as they near one of the giant hotels on the periphery of the metropolis near the sea and the beach it becomes clear that the machines are going to land there. The rotor blades flip up above the hotel rooftop and the `copters descend noiselessly. The women in their blue suits disembark and begin walking with the passengers over to a door in the roof which has an elevator inside.' JustFiction! Edition, June 2019, Apple stew and Bother stories, Because Satan had been an angel, and was then a serpent, Biffer supposed that angels had been serpents, and the history of the Mesozoic period of Earth`s evolution agreed. Saurians were the dominant life form on Earth 248 M.a., while hominids didn`t appear until 220 M.a., so there`d been plenty of time for the saurians to develop space travel and leave to colonize the planets amongst the stars. Read more of Biff Splint's fabulous insights within the pages of Apple stew and Bother stories, and also the conclusions of Biff Blunt's amazing research thesis at his local University in Juniperberg, California county, Free Orange State, because they gave you one every summer. Biff had been told by his supervisor, Ace Beaver, that it`d to be reduced by 900, 000 words, `Although it used to be that theses could be of any length, gangsters rule, which means that everybody not only has to pay for everything twice, but that they have to keep paying for everything, no matter how long they live, because that`s how gangsters thrive.' Biff was trapped. 'So? First I have to write a million words. Tall order.' Just Fiction! Edition, August 2019, MAP X 3, 'A complicated picture of Japlanet technological apparatus, which the screen reveals to be inside MAP`s head. The synapses of his thought processes are visible working, and the miniature laser installed in his head switches off. Scanning a distant mountainside with the lens of his other eye, he examines the wing of a butterfly in magnified close detail 2, 000 klicks distant and, by means of its connection with the insides of his skull, seeing it through the mountain on a distant hill at its other side,`Thank God for this souped-up pineal gland of mine. Everything seems normal - except for that!` MAP slews round, skewing rapidly to one side as, frantically churning the green chlorinated liquid, a black torpedo-shape became a black missile-shape and launches itself from the pool ...' JustFiction! Edition, August 2019, Cream: A Play, Sarah gets naked. She takes off bra and pants at last. Before that she was wearing jeans and a T-shirt. Her hair is elaborately coiffured for a collegiate girl and she has to unpin a few layers of styled hair atop her head. It`s longish and blonde and now falling about her shoulders in the usual way of California sunshine blondes supposedly unaware of how gorgeous they are. She wears socks and sandals rather than stockings and shoes. Her toes are painted we notice before she removes her sandals. She has some unostentatious jewelry; earrings, rings of indeterminate meaning, a pendant on a chain about her neck, a watch with a gold face and a blue leather strap that might be denim and coordinated with the blue of her jeans. The camera doesn`t overly dwell on her nudity but she`s clearly nude from behind and her breasts aren`t hidden from view although the viewer is rather enticed than treated. There`s atmospheric music that suggests suspense. Something horrific is about to occur. Sarah is the focus of some dreadful horror that`s to transpire and we feel protective towards her despite the truth that there`s nothing the audience can do to help her escape.' JustFiction! Edition, August 2019, Apple Turned Over and other Thieves: Apple Pie Peds,'The Japanese Manga Authority had developed an olfactory system that was quite modern. As R Spynes Amanga became a Sniff movie superheroine, her exploits were recorded as Ass Spines Manga Babe Productions. The Sniff movies were made by means of the olfactory system of humans who, as air breathers, took in 78.09% nitrogen, 20.95% oxygen, 0.93% argon, 0.039% carbon dioxide, and small amounts of other gases through the nose and mouth, and so constituted the olfactory means of manga babe production for Ass Spines Manga Babe movies. All the Manga Authority needed for production was sexual libido. A sniff of a pulchritudinous bod was sufficient to flare the nostrils and leave the mouth agape in sexual desirousness. The Manga Authority believed that, given enough time, the futanarian human penis` semen of the race of women would be resurrected and so would have an olfactory production system of its own and Heavy Adze would be eliminated as R Spynes Amanga`s Holy Spirit triumphed over male braining and war.' JustFiction! Edition, August 2019, Special Angel Service: A Play, 'The Institute of Psychotechnology. The cinema audience see the building from the outside at first with the name of the building and statuary depicting the history of the important figures that have contributed to the power and prestige of the impressive facade and its contents. The largest statue is a celebration of psychologist, Sigmund Freud, bearing the legend, `Penis envy?` A young girl is depicted naked with an erect penis with her mother and other female relatives as well as more young girls and adult women. The statuary is situated in a large area of parkland and most of it is an elaboration or celebration of the main theme. There`s a statue of the Virgin Mary, standing with her foot upon a serpent`s head in a traditional pose from Christian iconographical depictions of the mother of Jesus, who was born uncontaminated by male semen, because he was woman`s seed. Across from her is an adult woman of no small degree of voluptuousness, nude and with a fully erect penis. The cinema audience is expected to understand that this in fact is what they`ve always wanted to see.' JustFiction! Edition, August 2019, Dominix: A Play, 'Narrator: `Since the disappearance of her father, Princess Dominix feels obliged to accept what - to no one else but herself - are the mystifying whims of the missing king's brother, the Grand Wizard Unkel Spunky Wunky. She is, even now, on her way to meet with him in the mysteriously titled (to her) Hall of the Great Swollen Glans. Pausing half-way down the Staircase of Suckability to pout in the Miraculous Mirror of Mirabelle the Masturbatrix, she stamps her pretty little foot.` JustFiction! Ediiton, September 2019, Mapina: A Play, 'It`s a fabulously sunny day at the MAP complex of associated structures that make up the Institute. From the air, bodies can be seen far below, moving about the greenified environs of the center, and its huge sprawling collection of related housings that contain the giant brain of the MAP ethos. Spawned archingly over the entire scene in letters of different colored stonework that hang seemingly unsupported, but always visible to air traffic, and those who care to look up from beneath the legend, which is blazoned across the heavens, and spanning each unseen horizon, blares unsounded the ethos of the MAP Institute`s complex brain, THE PEDOPHILES WON`T BE VISITING THEIR SKULLS AGAIN. Like some giant mosque below, the complex of MAP buildings stretches out across the landscape as a very fat spider with more legs than can be safely descried and remain sane.' JustFiction! Edition, September 2019, Pigs Run Off A Cliff: A Play, 'As Jesus' head, the disciple, Peter, shaking his in three separate scenes, is fearful of his life. He stops shaking his head, which is a bit battered now; as he has it in his hand and is hitting the wall with it. He denies knowing the Mess higher up, and the captain's stable, because Jesus was born in a trough, and Peter didn't want to be associated with the animal. There are intermingled scenes of pigs running off a cliff, spaceports, starships, and war in heaven between starships, which is where the officer's Mess higher is, and where they speak the noble language of the French in conquered England (1066) revering the bowl of Jesus at the 'Last Supper', which was known as the Holy Grail or higher trough of le manger. A tweet is heard, 'Through baptism and belief is salvation, but unbelievers will have damnation!' JustFiction Edition!, September 2019, Thunderpuds: A Play, 'The feathery green fronds of the flapping palm tree tops adds to the frippery as Laudy Penislop Bitchpot drives her pink cadillac with the inimitable number plate blazoned with the legend FABRIC 1 along Traci Island`s main highway to Traci Island, who is awaiting the arrival of Laudy Penislop Bitchpot in FABRIC 1 at the hidden Thunderpuds` installation, which contains the vehicles and equipment of the world renowned secretly helpful organization, I’n’t A Notional Restcue, where Laudy Penislop Bitchpot expects to find succor.' JustFiction! Edition, September 2019, Baby MAP: A Play, 'Toddling, MAP's plainly irritated by the necessity of having to crawl from place to place and, occasionally, 'toddle', pulling himself up by means of some strong upright piece of furniture, or other of the fixtures and fittings within the small family's domicile, before staggering a few paces to another such convenient 'post' from which to monitor and gauge his chances of making further ground towards his goal, which is a cold box, a glass, some sticky-sweet liquid, and a straw; not in that order. The straw and the sticky-sweet liquid are brought into mutual understanding before the glass is able to take its claims for consideration and, as is the case this time, occasionally the sticky-sweet liquid has to go solo, lips and tongue alone being required to extricate the ambrosia from the neck of the bottle. Only the cold box, though not absolutely essential, remains a constant factor, because that is where the glorious nectar is kept.' JustFiction! Edition, September 2019, Apple's Pies & Druther storeys: Louvre In An Elevator, 'Apple Twice and Earther store these - A Play', 'Like everyone in the Twenty-First Century, Hurry Wankoff has an incredibly ridiculous name. He's also having a nightmare. The rhinoceros in the swimming pool in his head isn't wearing a condom. Hurry can't think why it should be sporting a prophylactic on its curiously misshapen horn - he just feels uneasy about it.' Hurry is the anti-hero of Sweaty + Palms, just a dip into the cheese so far as Apple's Pies and Druther storeys is concerned. 'The proliferation of Nazti Dethktop computers were a severe obstacle to overcoming the resistance of terminal patients, and there were the whacks in the ears as well as the bogies up the nose who were the allies of 'the spirit of Satan' that, after killing the brain, remained deaf to the ears of the victim, and escaped through the anus in the name of the farter they all worshiped.' Snorter Paul Sup with an acidic comment from 'Pray Farter', and there's more ... JustFiction! Edition, October 2019, The Penis Killers: Un Drame Noir, 'Biló Kretin is a medium sized heap of clothing with a smell irrepressible. Lounging beside an iron post with a lamp atop, he’s observing the Los Angeles trams groaning up the hill to let passengers off in the dusk and the twilight while he waits to cross the street and go over to his favorite bar, Chopheads, where Sequined Ineffability, his girl, will be waiting. She gets off the tram, tall, be-booted in heels, and wearing a leather jack with a bag matching the lacquered extremism of the bonged blue color scheme of Jean’s and dope. It’s Biló’s girl, Sequined Ineffability, and he hugs closer to the iron support of the lamp as it becomes suddenly even brighter to illuminate the buttsky maiden as she prongs on beside the tram pulling away clanging its bell and discharging its Battery Park power workers with concertina-like collapsings and retractings of its hinged folded metal entranceways that gives visible substance to the sauce of the alarums.' Just Fiction! Edition, October 2019, Appled Twice and Earthers stored these: Apple's Pies and Druther storeys, 'A planet different from Earth`s with a blue sun and oddly variegated fauna. The leaves on what seem to pass for trees here are closer to the brighter end of the rainbow spectrum with blue and purple distinct amongst the foliage. The fauna are of an unusual series that seems to be progressive in the sense that the creatures are clearly emanations of a single life form, and after a while it becomes clearer that one type amongst the emanations resembling the marsupials of Earth`s Oceania is the dominant intelligence. They`re visible in the branches of trees and along what seems an obvious path. Some are seen swimming in a river and by its bank beside the path. Upon the scene is a building, which the camera begins to move towards, as if through the air, following the intelligent branch of the alien genus until the inhabitants approach the portico of the structure bearing a curious set of hieroglyphical inscriptions translated for the viewing audience as `Xenobiological Society`. The camera enters along with the indigenous people. During the guided tour of the flora and fauna it must be made clear that the inhabitants are animals and people.' Just Fiction! Edition, December 2019, Lice Sin Nudieland, ‘Lice takes the receptacle. She speaks as if to an unseen audience somewhat reminiscent of Apollo 11 astronaut, Neil Armstrong, relaying communications from his spacesuit to Mission Control at Houston, Texas, during the historical first man on the moon landing of July 21, 1969 (UTC: 2. 56). It sounds like her voice is radio from that distance too. It breaks up and there’s some crackling, ‘Prising open the peculiarly shaped cap and, squeezing the conveniently located bulbous pertuberances, I’m causing a jet of the sticky hot fluid to squirt down my eager-to-accept-it throat.’ The Nudienaut swallows. JustFiction! Edition, December 2019, The Addums Family, 'Gooeymess is giving Umpteen one somewhere in the deeps of the Addums’ labyrinth atop some sheets and sacking. It's a bit like the gardener did in the novel, Lady Chatterley’s Lover (1928), by Nottinghamshire’s D.H. Lawrence. There's dust with cobwebs and light through a grating high above the rutting pair. Although she's still wearing her white bra, her tits can be seen over Gooeymess’ shoulder; flupping up and down like eggs being poached by Mellors.' JustFiction! Edition, December 2019, Star Fukk: The Swingin' Sixties' Generation, Jim Jerk bends forward, beads of sweat flowing copiously from the furrows in his brow as, concentrating furiously, he endeavors to complete what - to millions of fans (Fukkies) and ordinary viewers (Fuckers) all over the world - is affectionately known as the Captain's slog. Mister Spunk vents his muppetry, 'Pardon me sir, but do you think the bridge is the appropriate place for such a gratuitous display of human emotion?' Jerk is his usual iracible self, 'When I want your opinion Mister, I'll ask for it!' Despite the vehemence of his tin pot god, Spunk has the persistence of his full can intellect: 'It's most illogical Captain.' Jerk, however, doesn't seem to have any respect for the cans of his fellow orifices, 'Damn you Mister Spunk! Coming from a pointy-eared green-blooded alien with a three-inch penis -' Spunk cuts him short, 'A regrettable display of animosity Captain - and also grossly inaccurate. Current status is approximately 3.1923145

6 -', JustFiction! Edition, December 2019, Star Wars XII: The Creator Definition, 'Arriving at a planet through Hyperspace, Leia II and her entourage descend in ships, bearing the emblem of the Starbird, from the skies through the atmosphere away from the stars above where the ships had appeared by virtue of their Hyperdrives and they appear amongst the orange clouds between the green gaps where Earth`s are blue. The ships` jets hold them aloft while a few craft emerge from the larger vessels and descend to the planet where ancient structures are discerned awaiting Leia II`s Advent. As they have been for eons. The planet looks collapsed although the structures are solid. Much of the scene is overgrown with plant life although there is movement amongst the larger verdure suggestive of large fauna invisible - and unimportant to - the visitant. A Flitter bearing the Starbird emblem and carrying Leia II opens on the floor of the new terrain and Leia II steps forth in her simple Forager`s kit. Inland, two women naked are together in a bath. One has her toes up the holes of the taps. The other has her legs on the shoulders of the first, `She's

illegitimate; or a Virgin birth.` Wriggling her toes in the tap holes,`Unless she plugs her own hole.' JustFiction! Edition, June 2020, The Look Of Re-Veiled Asians, 'Nobbut hoped there wasn’t something on him and wondered at the mosques of the Moslems, which looked like giant spiders with their legs turned up in death, that is, if the great mosque at Mecca was anything to go by; so was it where they worshipped spiders or mosquitoes? Genuflecting, he opened a bottle of wine with a screw top. Pouring a glassful, he drank. Tearing a piece of bread from an uncut loaf, Nobbut Bullitz spoke the magic formula, which Jesus had taught the disciples at what came to be known as his ‘Last Supper’ before his death, ‘This is my body, which is broken for you. Take, eat; do this in remembrance of me.’ (Cor: 11. 24) They’d been celebrating ‘Passover’, that is, the feast of the Jews after their slavery in the reign of Pharaoh Thutmose III, who‘d been made to let them leave for the land God had promised them in Palestine (c. 1446 BC) when Azrael, the ‘angel of death’ had passed over them to kill the firstborn of the Egyptians, and so it was that Azrael had called the Jews to God’s ‘Promised Land’, Azrael.' Apple 2 and We're the Stories, 'At least since the days of the Greek Empire the human futanarian race of women's seed had been pogromed, so that the killer of the race could manufacture men and women as a single male brained creature wearing each other's clothes in TV transvestism and ultimately transmit pictures promoting death and war, through the television machine invented by John Logie Baird in 1926: 'The second beast was given power to give breath to the image of the first beast, so that the image could speak and cause all who refused to worship the image to be killed.' (Rev: 13. 15) Empire was a parasitoid phenomenon in Satanism, and the Roman amphitheaters, built to kill people inside, for the entertainment of the crowd, were transposed in the 20th century into the propaganda theaters of 20th century cinema.' JustFiction! Edition, March 2021, Trunco Butto and Super Mark of the Beast, Trunco and Trink enjoyed a good chop at the dinner table, as anywhere does. However, after being kidnapped by the Chopper Gang, who’d appeared at the Buttos front door on Shameless Croak Avenue, one sunny Sunday forenoon, with a seizedly soldered gray flail of sharpened edges of ‘bike chain joints, dangling from the hairy wrist of its lathered and be-studded leader, Pig, whose aim of violating Trink in a speakable way was already so much a part of the evidence that would be against him that Trunco, who later would want to kill Trink to stop her from telling everybody what’d happened, and so being ‘that Trink’s running off at the mouth again’ to his neighbors, had been put off his bowl of chop suey out of a motor scooter’s pannier from an earlier Lung Qing Quizene deliverer of the hungry from evil. Licking their chops as salivating wolves; pushing on, and in over the threshold to disturb Butto’s Chinese brunch, the teethful bangerz waisted time was unbuttoning their belly’s put ons before thrusting moanfully into Trink’s meat production facilities.' JustFiction! Edition, March 2021, More Monkeys in the Grounds, 'Scene XI: A futuristic scene of flying cars and floating buildings. At the forefront, a uniformed group on a float, approximating to level 3 of the structure, judging by the positioning of the windows on the external frontage of the triangular edifice. The ear police begin to sing their song; like it’s from the production, The Yeomen Of The Guard (1888), a nineteenth century Gilbert and Sullivan ‘comic opera’, "Ear police: ‘We, the ear police, are the coercive agents of the beast in the future, who is our master, and all obey the commands of the ear police when they hear us."' JustFiction! Edition, April 2021. Trunco Butto is Vin Driven Steak, 'Trunco, known as Van Driven to his clients, was aiming at the ‘reward pathway’ of the brain, where an increase of a biochemical component, dopamine in the nucleus accumbens, triggered and reinforced behavior satisfying to humans. With a dose of his own business acumen, Trunco sought to apply the simple business equation that pleasing the consumer ‘s palate would reap rewards. The ‘grim reaper’, that is, death, would take a cut, but the stake Trunco had in the drunken hearts of his victims would bear financial fruit.' JustFiction! Edition, April, 2021, Lid's Up Pullin, 'A distant relative of France’s Marquis de Sade, Satan’s incumbency, as the 194th President, had caused ructions, similar to those accruing to Ronnie ‘Ray Gun’ Reagan, the former actor with Peggy the monkey in Bedtime for Bonzo (1951), who successfully ran in 1981 for the Whitehouse, Washington, D.C. Though fears were allayed by Satan’s aides, many amongst the public felt that there was a possibility of sadistic mass torture advocated by Satan’s ancestor, the extremist who wrote, The 120 Days of Sodom (1904), or the School of Licentiousness, for example, which Trunco had forbidden Trink ever to read, unless she read Scot’s novelist Kenneth Graham’s Wind In The Willows (1908) first, so she’d have a good knowledge of rats for the cage on the face activity.' Just Fiction! Edition, May, 2021, If Music Be The Food Of Love ... 'Mayan and Greek architecture blend with Medieval Manse and 21st century glass and steel as the screen captures the names, Chemystery, Bo-atechnology, Liebury, Jeanius, His Story Centre, Her Story Centre, Eco-gnomey, Mini Stairs For Red Chalk Asians, Care My Girl Engineering Complex, Marine Biology, Space Marine Biology, Mythemaddicts, Count And See, Fizzeeks, and Fair O`s. The flying eye of the camera zooms towards a building that has so far only been visible from the rear, and the eye flies over what resembles something built by the architect Christopher Wren who was responsible for St Paul`s Cathedral in London, before turning to reveal the legend above the portico, Pooh Corner, Mill, N.E.' Just Fiction Edition! May, 2021, 2 Dimes Butto, 'The late 20th century was characterized by ‘shoot ‘em up’ video arcade games, for example; Comad Industry’s Gulf War (1991),’ Trink paused to shoot ‘em up a few on the screen behind her, ‘and personal computer (PC) games that masqueraded as policemen (PCs),’ Trink paused to show a game feature, with full frontal nudity, and all of the characters had inserts, black graphic strips to censor their genitals, as a parental guidance (PG) measure for a ‘young adults’ (YAs) format, ‘but encouraged wholesale slaughter and destruction on as grand a scale as possible, because that was the plague aim.' JustFiction! Edition, June, 2021.

Science Fiction In Hungarian
The only member of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America (SFWA) in Hungary who was `Active`, according to the 2013 Membership Directory, http://www.sfwa.org/member-links/member-list/, Robin Bright wrote three short stories under the pseudonym, Robin Usher, translated and published in SF anthologies by Cherubion Press, in Hungary`s second city, Debrecen, between 1996 and 1997; `Sas` in Osirisz Orszá ga, `Bevezeté s A Vallhalá bá ` in Universzum Ö rokö sei, and `Fegyerverforgatá s Mestere` in Á G alaxisz Gászara. The stories were part of a series of adventures featuring a futuristic secret agent, MAP. Other tales appearing later in English featured the same character as a Hollywood, Babylon, style adventurer. The author painted detailed scenes on a large canvas with broader expansive brush strokes for the scene settings to his creation`s enthusiasm for life, which here can be found amongst others awaiting professional publication https://www.wattpad.com/user/RobinBright.