Grand Finale - The Malleys is finally over. Death of an Uber-series. (888 hits)
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Submitted by Axolotl || ltoloxA (View user info) at 2006-11-02 10:39:45 EST
I started this series in early March 2006, after exchanging emails with MyNameIsTim over his idea for a story on the Irish Mob. In the beginning, I didn't really know how to write it too well, and as a result, some of the characters were underdeveloped in the first twelve parts. I made up for it in the more recent sections, and the Family has spiraled down under war and informants, and in the last chapter, Michael Brecher was killed.
This is the final installment of The Malleys, and serves as an epilogue to the series. The fates of all characters will be written, as well as John Malley, the protagonist, and his family.
I've been through six months of this...and now it's over.
It was morning in the middle of July, and the sun was baking the Meadowlands. A few hundred meters off near the Passaic River, Donald McMichael was sitting in his kitchen, drinking a cup of coffee. Alyssa was putting a Toaster Strudel into the microwave oven, oblivious to the confusion inside Donald's head.
"I should have ran," Donald said, to no one in particular. Alyssa replied something, but the fuzz in Donald's brain precluded his senses. All Donald could see was the tunnel ahead of him, and the iron bars of a jail cell.
Donald put down the cup of coffee, staring out into space.
The door came crashing down, and the room was filled with screams and footsteps, Donald serenely removed from the chaos. A pair of gloved hands seized Donald, shouting "FBI! Don't make a move!"
Donald was thrown to the floor, hitting his forehead and nose hard. They handcuffed him, grinding his face into the tile, blood streaming down his cheeks. Alyssa shouted something, but it wasn't audible to Donald. They pulled him up, forcing his t-shirt over his head, and shoving him forcibly through his own house, out the door, and toward the squad car.
Donald closed his eyes, unflinching and unresisting. The officers bundled him into the back of the car, and drove off in silence.
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The door broke down and Agent Ross and William Diciccio stormed into the house, their guns aimed all across the floors. Christopher O'Duinen was sitting on the couch watching CNN in his underwear, and he couldn't have been more surprised as the policemen and FBI pulled him to the ground and put handcuffs on him.
"No!" Virgil O'Duinen yelled, leaping from the kitchen door, a long knife in his hands, wet with hot sauce from his breakfast burrito. Agent Ross whipped his torso around and fired; Virgil's blood arced across the room onto the walls by the stairs.
"Take them! Take them all!" Diciccio cried as John Broadus marched down the stairs in POW position, head raised high and hands behind his head.
"No, no..." John moaned. "Not after all of this..."
The officers seized the three men, applying pressure to Virgil's gunshot. John Broadus broke down, sobbing uncontrollably. He had only been free from prison for a year, and he would be going back to jail again for breaking his parole.
They would soon meet up again in the county jail in Paterson. Don McMichael languished in the Hackensack county jail, soon to be joined by John Malley.
They broke into the Malleys' house only minutes after the well-timed raids on McMichael and the O'Duinens. Nick and Alexa were both home from school, and looked on in shame as heavily-armed agents and the SWAT team led their dad away bound in handcuffs. John looked pleadingly out at his wife Ashley and his kids, trying to mouth instructions, but they took him away quickly. John was transported in the back of a car to the Bergen County jail in Hackensack.
While in the police car, escorted by the SWAT team down the Garden State Parkway, John thought of the conversation he had had with his wife the night before.
"A lot of guys are being taken in over in New York, and they're going to start in Jersey," John had said. "There's nowhere for me to run, if they decide to make the move."
"Promise me, at least for the kids' sake," Ashley had begged. "Don't resist, don't be a martyr. Cooperate with the government, please, for the kids. Virgil's kids are grown up, Donald never had any, please, John...for the kids, cooperate so they can have a father."
John smiled, shivering and twitching, drawing his legs up beneath him.
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"I, John Malley, do confess to the wrongdoings of failing to report multiple crimes, and aggravated assault. I also admit to being the chief executive of the Sullivan company, a racketeer-influenced corrupt organization, by the government's definition—is that right?"
"Keep reading, John," Agent Ross warned.
"Right...and I submit my organization and all its employees to be tried under the RICO act. I do make this confession hereby—sorry—in exchange for the charges of multiple counts of murder and RICO. I will offer my full cooperation in the government's case, including but not limited to testifying in trials, offering signed statements, and entering the witness protection program. I am also heartily sorry for my misdeeds, and apologize to the families of all of those that have been hurt by my actions."
Judge Speakerman nodded, as Dan Breen, the Sullivan lawyer, handed him the documents. "Especially my family..." John added in an undertone.
"What was that, Mr. Malley?" Judge Speakerman asked. He was a stately-looking black man, who John knew was not friendly to their cause. He had dealt with organized crime all over the east coast in his thirty years of serving, and his verdicts were known to be infallibly harsh.
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"So you concede that it was you who aided and abetted the defendant's murder of Damon Petri?" the attorney asked. The courtroom was packed with reporters, and the papers and news were all scrambling to cover the trial of Donald McMichael.
John Malley nodded, averting his eyes from Donald in the witness box. "That is correct. I stabbed Damon, while the defendant shot him to death."
John cringed at his own words, realizing that this person he had known for decades...he was referring to him as a defendant. The prosecutor looked grim in his seat at the dock, staring down at his papers.
The attorney paced around, and said "One final question, Mr. Malley. What kind of person sells out their friends and employees, who you testified to be closer than a family, just to save his own skin?"
"Objection," the prosecutor said without feeling.
"Withdrawn."
"The jury will now retire to come up with a verdict," Judge Speakerman said.
It took under a half-hour. John's testimony had swayed the jury tremendously, just as it had in Virgil and Carmine's trials. The jury reentered the courtroom, and the lead juror addressed the court:
"For the crime of the murder of Dan McCourt in the first degree, we find the defendant guilty," the juror stated clearly and calmly. "For the murder in the first degree of Michael Brecher, we find the defendant guilty. For the crime of racketeering, we find the defendant guilty. For the crime of the attempted murder of Joshua Blades, we find the defendant guilty. And finally, for the second-degree murder of Damon Petri, we find the defendant...ah...not guilty."
A hush fell over the courtroom, and Donald hung his head, breathing heavily through his nose. He whispered something to his attorney, who said, "The defendant would like to remark."
"Speak," said the judge.
"John, you were our family," Donald said angrily, looking at Malley. "You were the boss...it was because of you that—we did this all—because you told us to. And now you're gonna say we should have questioned your orders?"
John was silent. He didn't have anything to say.
"This court shall reconvene for sentencing next week, on April the twenty-fourth," stated the judge. "Adjourned."
Donald McMichael of Lyndhurst was sentenced to twenty-five years in prison for the murder of Dan McCourt of Montclair, another twenty-five years for the murder of Michael Brecher of Teaneck, and twenty years under the RICO act, as well as other assorted counts. He was eligible for parole in 2040, where he left jail at the age of seventy-eight. Everyone he knew was dead and gone, and Donald drifted quietly into the care of the state. He died six months after leaving prison in a Hackensack hospice.
Carmine Galantro of Kearny was sentenced to twenty-five years in prison under the RICO act, though acquitted of the murder of Carlo Dimiglio. He would have been eligible for parole in 2021, but died of natural causes in jail in 2019. He was seventy-five years old.
Christopher O'Duinen of Lincoln Park was sentenced to ten years in prison under the RICO act and another five for the aggravated assault of Alex Collins of Lodi. He was paroled in 2016, after serving ten years of his sentence, at the age of forty-one. He settled into a construction business, attempting to get his life back on track. Now he works eighty hours a week, just for the sheer reason he has nothing else to do, and nowhere to go.
John Broadus of Lincoln Park was sentenced to life in prison with no possibility of parole for the murders of Shawn Vasquez, Irene Vega, and Emilio Pierro. He died in jail in 2024, of chronic lung disease. He was sixty years of age, and of the forty-two years of his adult life, he had spent twenty-eight of those in prison.
Virgil O'Duinen looked around at the computer on the desk the Rahway State Penitentiary Inmate Media Room; it was an old-looking IBM that was turned off—the power cord was missing. The well-behaved prisoners were allowed ten minutes to send an email a week, and Virgil was well-over his time limit.
He clasped a crinkled photograph in his hands; it was from the summer of 1997, the last family picture before his wife had died. It was his whole family, Chris and Junior, Joanne and Michael Brecher...Virgil looked at the picture and kissed it, his face red and wet with tears.
Virgil sighed, and kicked away the swivel chair. He fell to the floor, the power cord catching him by the neck. He dangled there, his shoes a foot from the ground, grabbing at his neck and gagging, tongue protruding from his mouth. Virgil swung back and forth, kicking wildly, leaving footprints on the walls and door.
Blood pumped in his head and he blacked out, his legs twitching and his arms falling to his sides. The power cord cut into his neck, and his blue face began to lose color. It would be a few minutes before the guards realized Virgil's absence and found him hanging by the fluorescent lights.
Virgil O'Duinen of Lincoln Park was sentenced to twenty-five years in prison under the RICO act, another fifteen years for accomplice to the murder of Michael Brecher of Teaneck, and life in prison for the cold-blooded murder of Christopher Virgino of Nutley. He would have been eligible for parole in 2090. Unable to deal with a brutal rape and beating he took in prison, Virgil hung himself in his cell with a power cord four years into his sentence.
Michael Brecher's body was exhumed from the Meadowlands and was buried in his family plot in Yonkers. The gravesite reads Michael James Brecher, "April 4 1962 - June 16 2006, Our Wild Irish Rover." His wife Joanne stoically visited his grave every day, and then every week, and then once a month. Her children ceased accompanying her, and soon she only visited her husband's grave on Father's Day and Christmas. Joanne Brecher remarried in several years, and the photographs of Michael gradually disappeared throughout her house.
The body of Jeffrey Nolan was never found.
Neither were the bodies of Raymond Ventry, Alex Collins, Michael Sullivan, or Jim Brecher.
"The government thanks you for your time and efforts," Judge Speakerman said. "John Malley, you are sentenced to five years probation for twenty-four counts of failing to report a crime. We also suggest you enter Witness Protection Program for your own safety. The court also commends Agent Frank Ross, the main handler of all the informants so far in this case, and suggest his promotion within the ranks of the FBI."
Agent Ross went on to a full and illustrious career in the FBI, working later in his life in the Middle East investigating drug trafficking.
Pyotr Goluboy was left stranded without the support of the Sullivan family, and he went into hiding in Philadelphia to escape the few vengeful enemies he left behind. While trying to restart his career as mobster in Philly, he was knifed on the street by a Vietnamese gang.
Marcus Toussaint left his life of crime behind him and struggled to be an upstanding citizen and raise a proper family. He became a minister in Newark a few years after the trials, and married and had several kids. In the 2020s, he would become local president of the NAACP, and eventually be a candidate for Congressman. However, he would lose due to records of his life as a killer thirty years earlier resurfacing during the election. Toussaint died happy and in a state of honor.
Josh Blades never recovered from the bullets Donald McMichael had fired into his head in the spring of 2005. He died several years later in a Newark hospital, his body unclaimed and buried in a potters' field.
John Malley and his family had a long discussion during the trials, and it was agreed that his wife would stay with the children, who were old enough to decide to stay in New Jersey. John Malley testified against every one of the abovementioned defendants, naming their crimes and his own, in exchange for immunity and protection.
Peter Malley never recovered from the coma that Marcus Toussaint and Chris Virgino had sent him into. His brain had received permanent damage from the gunshots, and he was maintained in his vegetable state with little recovery until he died in his sleep in 2017.
Nick Malley distanced himself from his father, getting a degree in law enforcement. He joined the ranks of the New Jersey State Police, and arrested some of the last few remainders from the old Mob, only a relic of the past. His children never met their grandfather.
Alexa Malley remembered long in her heart her father's betrayals, but grew to forgive him. She got a law degree in Columbia, and practiced in a firm in New York City and Long Island, growing very successful and rich. Alexa bought her mother a Winnebago, something she had always wanted.
Ashley Malley, for the sake of closure, divorced John in the summer of the trials. Due to the Witness Protection, she would never see him again, and she dated but never married after his absence. The old pictures of John stayed up everywhere around the house, though she had been told to forget he had ever existed. Their last day together was one of tears and kisses so shaky that they bumped wet cheeks. John left on an airplane on the last days of August, and never saw his wife again.
John Malley entered the Witness Protection Program and was relocated to an undisclosed area, concealed forever from his criminal life back in New Jersey. Everything was safe. Everything was perfect. Everything was over.
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EPILOGUE
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It was a warm autumn night in Montana as the FBI van parked outside a small house a half-mile from town. The house was small and unobtrusive set against the starry, unpolluted sky, and the looming mountains to the north. It was dark, and leaves from the all-encompassing forests blew across the highway road.
"Welcome to Jordan," the agent said. "It's a peaceful place, I got everything you need in there—food for a little while, maps and stuff. We got you a job at the Wal-Mart in town, biggest one around for miles." The agent was a local Montana man, with all the accents and nuances of the area. He had repeatedly referred to soda as "pop" on the drive in from Helena, driving John nearly insane.
"Thanks," John said, looking out at the bleak mountainsides. "I'm sure it'll be fine." There was an awkward moment of silence; John wasn't leaving the car.
"Hey, you watch Deadwood?" the agent asked. "You know the actual town of Deadwood is just down Route 212—you just head through Miles City and Broadus, over the border to South Dakota, we got the maps in there."
Broadus. With that name out of the agent's mouth, John immediately though of John Broadus, his one-time right-hand man, rotting in a jail cell in Rahway Penitentiary right now.
"Thanks...I've got it from here," John said.
"I bet you from Jersey," the agent stated factually. "You talk fast. Anyway, the government'd like to thank you for everything, and all that...don't call us, we'll call you. I'll see you soon, Mr. Malley."
"Thank you," John said, stepping out of the car and looking at his new home, for what might be the rest of his life. The forty-seven years of his existence flashed before his eyes...his own dad, his family, his other Family, his betrayal, his friends...Michael Brecher, his closest friend.
The FBI van pulled away, leaving John alone on the highway. He walked up toward his new home, stopping on the hastily-built wooden porch. He wondered if they had built this especially for him, if they put all informants in narrow far-stretched parts of the world like this.
John breathed deep, and saw before him the bodies of all the informants in the past—Victor Paul, Patrick Coyle, and finally, most intense of all—Michael Brecher, his friend, his love.
He opened his eyes.
John walked into the house; it was palpably dark. He breathed the sawdusty air of the cabin's interior, turned around and looked again out the doorway. Everything was quiet out on the countryside. Everything was peaceful.
John gently grabbed the door handle and pulled the door closed. The lock clicked shut, and darkness fell.
A NIGHT TO REMEMBER
http://ubersite.com/m/89416
PAID IN FULL: THE MALLEYS
http://ubersite.com/m/90852
THE WAR OF 2005
Part 1: The Malleys http://www.ubersite.com/m/87184
Part 2: To Risk Your Arm http://www.ubersite.com/m/87242
Part 3: Innocent Until Proven Guilty http://www.ubersite.com/m/87289
Part 4: Roulettes http://www.ubersite.com/m/87511
Part 5: Broadside - http://www.ubersite.com/m/87564
Part 6: Under the Influence - http://www.ubersite.com/m/87706
Part 7: Broken Glass http://www.ubersite.com/m/87745
Part 8: Off the Face of the Earth http://www.ubersite.com/m/87999
Part 9: Liability Claims http://www.ubersite.com/m/88086
Part 10: To Tell the Truth http://www.ubersite.com/m/88306
Part 11: Entropy http://www.ubersite.com/m/88418
Part 12: The Will to Power http://www.ubersite.com/m/88782
THE SULLIVAN FAMILY
Part 1: My Sweet September http://ubersite.com/m/89016
Part 2: Wise Guys http://ubersite.com/m/89088
Part 3: Cloudy Bay http://ubersite.com/m/89130
Part 4: The Carnival http://ubersite.com/m/89218
Part 5: Trick and Treat http://ubersite.com/m/89289
Part 6: Everybody Loves Raymond Ventry http://ubersite.com/m/89468
Part 7: Lincoln Park http://ubersite.com/m/89600
Part 8: Lone Gunman Theory http://ubersite.com/m/90353
Part 9: The White Wizard http://ubersite.com/m/90517
Part 10: Pompton Lakes http://ubersite.com/m/90915
Part 11: Through the Deep http://ubersite.com/m/92258
Part 12: O Holy Night http://ubersite.com/m/92298
Part 13: Old Bones http://ubersite.com/m/94960
Part 14: Welcome to Asbury Park http://ubersite.com/m/95018
Part 15: He Hath Given His Only Son http://ubersite.com/m/95111
Part 16: Cairo http://ubersite.com/m/95145
Part 17: The Sand on the White Shore http://ubersite.com/m/95189
Part 18: Finale
I give special thanks to MyNameIsTim for the idea, and BobLobla and Stagger_Lee for reading most of the series. Please read if you get a chance. I also apologize for the poor quality of the first 1-12 parts of the series.
And...
Attn Jonnyx: I won't be doing any long series for a while.
Aaahhhhhhhhhhhh...
User Reviews
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-12-28 23:33:58 EST (#)
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Submitted by BobLobla (user info) at 2006-12-28 15:34:48 (#)
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Wow, just wow.
Thanks
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No problem.
looking back on it, it was a hell of a series. what do you think of a short prequel series?
Submitted by BobLobla (user info) at 2006-12-28 15:34:48 EST (#)
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Wow, just wow.
Thanks
Submitted by Sinistral (user info) at 2006-11-05 01:28:53 EST (#)
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+2 because I just found out who Xolotl is.
Submitted by JoeyG (user info) at 2006-11-03 11:17:48 EST (#)
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This was another amazing series, a hell of a read. I hate waiting to read the long series, but it's worth it to wait til they're done then devour them in one go.
Splendid stuff. I will go back and place relevant +2's when I have time, but it's 4.15pm now, and I better do some work before I go home.
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-11-02 20:08:56 EST (#)
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Submitted by ilikesteak (user info) at 2006-11-02 18:38:36 (#)
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How did I miss these beautiful works?
Just one thing. Needs more rape.
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*tries to remember any rape scene*
I don't think there was any rape. Or killing of women and children, either. Sorry for not conforming to Uber-standards...;(
Submitted by ilikesteak (user info) at 2006-11-02 18:38:36 EST (#)
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How did I miss these beautiful works?
Just one thing. Needs more rape.
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-11-02 18:29:38 EST (#)
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Submitted by apollo88 (user info) at 2006-11-02 18:16:42 (#)
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send me all of this in a word doc to apollo88.at.gmail.com otherwise i'll be too lazy to read it.
I will however return with a thoughtful critique if you get around to emailling me.
kthx
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thanks much, Apollo! i'll send it to you right away. the whole first part is the actual story, you can format it however you want to make it easy on your eyes. it has about 20 pages of story notes at the end, I'm just attaching the whole file.
Submitted by apollo88 (user info) at 2006-11-02 18:16:42 EST (#)
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send me all of this in a word doc to apollo88.at.gmail.com otherwise i'll be too lazy to read it.
I will however return with a thoughtful critique if you get around to emailling me.
kthx
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-11-02 18:14:59 EST (#)
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As I Lay Dying is done, man. I decided to leave off at 13, thanks for th praise though.
Submitted by MyNameIsTim (user info) at 2006-11-02 18:03:06 EST (#)
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now get cracking on As I Lay Dying, bitch!
Submitted by MyNameIsTim (user info) at 2006-11-02 18:01:13 EST (#)
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nice work with the series. you did it about 13291819248124912358123941824312941284 times better than i could have dreamed. i read about 95% of these, and they were excellent.
if you ever write a book, let me know. i'll be the first in line at borders.
-tim
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-11-02 17:30:41 EST (#)
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Colonel Mical James Endery
63rd Regiment of Foot
Mustered in Denmark, late 2003
First officer in combat at the Battle of Geneva, wounded by saber to the face.
Shit, I can't believe I remember that. Kaos-King always creates worlds of his own as well.
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-11-02 17:29:31 EST (#)
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Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-11-02 17:21:09 (#)
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Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-11-02 13:24:30 (#)
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Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-11-02 13:13:05 (#)
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But what happened to Col. Mical Enderly, of the 475389895th Regiment?????
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how do you possibly remember stuff that happened a year and a half ago?
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Because you only finished writing it last week.
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I've never finished Part II of the Exodus Chronicles. Just too much work better spent on other pursuits, and because I started it when I was 12-13, there was a gradual progression in writing skill, so I would have had to redo the whole thing to make it acceptable.
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-11-02 17:21:09 EST (#)
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Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-11-02 13:24:30 (#)
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Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-11-02 13:13:05 (#)
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But what happened to Col. Mical Enderly, of the 475389895th Regiment?????
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how do you possibly remember stuff that happened a year and a half ago?
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Because you only finished writing it last week.
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-11-02 16:48:04 EST (#)
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Submitted by DrogoRoch (user info) at 2006-11-02 13:30:59 (#)
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I have picked this up recently and I'm working myself through it slowly but surely. What I have read so far is bloody good and I'm not going to spoil it by reading the end yet.
Just wanted to say a well done anyway on something it's worthwhile coming to this site for.
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thanks so much, it's a pleasure to entertain
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-11-02 16:45:45 EST (#)
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Submitted by drgoatcabin (user info) at 2006-11-02 15:34:07 (#)
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I got absolutely no work done today because I was reading the first part of the series. An honest THANK YOU and a high five.
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Thanks, I might do a VERY small prequel later in the year.
Submitted by drgoatcabin (user info) at 2006-11-02 15:34:07 EST (#)
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I got absolutely no work done today because I was reading the first part of the series. An honest THANK YOU and a high five.
Submitted by Tony_the_Tiger_is_a_Pedophile (user info) at 2006-11-02 15:07:35 EST (#)
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nice finish
Submitted by DrogoRoch (user info) at 2006-11-02 13:30:59 EST (#)
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I have picked this up recently and I'm working myself through it slowly but surely. What I have read so far is bloody good and I'm not going to spoil it by reading the end yet.
Just wanted to say a well done anyway on something it's worthwhile coming to this site for.
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-11-02 13:24:30 EST (#)
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Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-11-02 13:13:05 (#)
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But what happened to Col. Mical Enderly, of the 475389895th Regiment?????
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how do you possibly remember stuff that happened a year and a half ago?
He retired and lived happily ever after in a gold house filled with attractive Swedish women blowing him nonstop, you happy?
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-11-02 13:13:05 EST (#)
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But what happened to Col. Mical Enderly, of the 475389895th Regiment?????
Submitted by goferforhire (user info) at 2006-11-02 12:38:32 EST (#)
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I can't imagine the simultaneous pride and regret you must be feeling right now.
Good show. It rarely lagged, and even when it did it was several thousand cuts above the normal shit posted around here.
I look forward to the next series. Or whatever.
Submitted by VileSin (user info) at 2006-11-02 11:34:32 EST (#)
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Very well done series.
Been following it from the first post. Great all around.
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-11-02 11:11:14 EST (#)
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Submitted by BLITZKREIG_BOB (user info) at 2006-11-02 11:09:47 (#)
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...and nobody is really sure of what happened to Waldo.
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Whom killed him? And why?
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-11-02 11:10:33 EST (#)
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Submitted by professorfuckface (user info) at 2006-11-02 11:08:51 (#)
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it's OK, it's blindingly obvious I had no part in the creation of this robotless series
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THE BRILLIANT TALE OF THE INSANE JEW-ROBOT FROM OUTER SPACE
http://www.ubersite.com/m/94359
Submitted by BLITZKREIG_BOB (user info) at 2006-11-02 11:09:47 EST (#)
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...and nobody is really sure of what happened to Waldo.
Submitted by professorfuckface (user info) at 2006-11-02 11:08:51 EST (#)
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it's OK, it's blindingly obvious I had no part in the creation of this robotless series
Submitted by hour_man (user info) at 2006-11-02 11:05:39 EST (#)
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+10000000 excellent series.
I can imagine finishing this feels awesome. Kudos
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-11-02 10:57:39 EST (#)
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Submitted by professorfuckface (user info) at 2006-11-02 10:41:34 (#)
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special thanks to PFF, co-author
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DENIED
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-11-02 10:57:29 EST (#)
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Submitted by JMG114 (user info) at 2006-11-02 10:43:17 (#)
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I would love to read this entire series.
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thanks jmg it means a lot coming from you,
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-11-02 10:56:42 EST (#)
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Submitted by sicosemen (user info) at 2006-11-02 10:42:37 (#)
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Ax, I generally like your posts. I read about the first ten installments of this series, which I must commend you for doing a good job, but I personally couldn't keep up with the whole series. I feel guilty because I did like the way this started however, I was unable to continue. Thanks for finally putting this to rest.
+2 finale (as in finally over)
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Hey, it's all right Sico, I had my group who read it. Try to go back, it's worth it to read, but no hard feelings at all if you can't.
Submitted by hour_man (user info) at 2006-11-02 10:53:15 EST (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by JMG114 (user info) at 2006-11-02 10:43:17 EST (#)
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I would love to read this entire series.
Submitted by sicosemen (user info) at 2006-11-02 10:42:37 EST (#)
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Ax, I generally like your posts. I read about the first ten installments of this series, which I must commend you for doing a good job, but I personally couldn't keep up with the whole series. I feel guilty because I did like the way this started however, I was unable to continue. Thanks for finally putting this to rest.
+2 finale (as in finally over)
Submitted by professorfuckface (user info) at 2006-11-02 10:41:34 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
special thanks to PFF, co-author
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-11-02 10:40:38 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
On parle francais.