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“Writing is an act of discovery in which you peel back the layers of the story as you write it down.”
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“He's not dead, Parker." He clenched his jaw so hard she could see the muscles working in it.
"Are you just saying that to make me feel better?"
"No, I'm saying it to make myself feel better.”
― The Con Job
"Are you just saying that to make me feel better?"
"No, I'm saying it to make myself feel better.”
― The Con Job
“Who the hell is Warren Ellis again?”
Hardison gaped at the man. “Only one of the greatest comics writers in the past twenty years. Might as well ask who Alan Moore is, or Frank Miller, or Mark Waid, or Brian Michael Bendis, or Marv Wolfman, or Geoff Johns.”
Eliot gave Hardison a blank look as they wove their way through the hall. Parker took the lead, toting a printed sign with her. Eliot and Hardison trailed in her wake. They made a point of striding right past Patronus’s booth. They didn’t turn to see if he noticed them.
“No one?” Hardison said. “Nothing? Not even Kurt Busiek? Neil Gaiman?”
“I have a life. I do things, active things. I date women.”
“Stan Lee?”
Eliot gave Hardison that one with a wag of his head. “Who hasn’t heard of Stan Lee?”
“All right,” Hardison said with satisfaction. “You had me worried there, man.”
― The Con Job
Hardison gaped at the man. “Only one of the greatest comics writers in the past twenty years. Might as well ask who Alan Moore is, or Frank Miller, or Mark Waid, or Brian Michael Bendis, or Marv Wolfman, or Geoff Johns.”
Eliot gave Hardison a blank look as they wove their way through the hall. Parker took the lead, toting a printed sign with her. Eliot and Hardison trailed in her wake. They made a point of striding right past Patronus’s booth. They didn’t turn to see if he noticed them.
“No one?” Hardison said. “Nothing? Not even Kurt Busiek? Neil Gaiman?”
“I have a life. I do things, active things. I date women.”
“Stan Lee?”
Eliot gave Hardison that one with a wag of his head. “Who hasn’t heard of Stan Lee?”
“All right,” Hardison said with satisfaction. “You had me worried there, man.”
― The Con Job
“A group of adventurers is known as a "party," and not just because they like to celebrate their success together in the end. Your party should be as close to you as your family--assuming your family can cast spells, kill monsters, and bring you back from the edge of death.”
― Dungeonology
― Dungeonology
“You're a lot of horrible things - untehical, sociopathic, evil even - but you're no idiot.”
― The Con Job
― The Con Job
“You think we're going to turn you over to the law?" he said. "Oh, no, we're much more dangerous than that.”
― The Con Job
― The Con Job
“With great leverage comes great justice.”
― The Con Job
― The Con Job
“It struck Sophie that Comic-Con was something like a modern-day Brigadoon, a thriving city of a hundred and fifty thousand people that sprang up here in San Diego for less than a week every summer. People flocked to it from across the nation and around the world to populate it for its all-too-short existence, played their chosen roles, then dispersed back to their real homes as soon as the city disappeared. And the next summer, they'd do it all over again, forming a living history of their own in annual installments.”
― The Con Job
― The Con Job
“Hardison held up a gigantic bag that Parker could have used as a dress. "I picked up all sorts of things," he said with a smile. "I grabbed the entire run of Chew, and I savaged the first trade paperback for the Magic: The Gathering comic, signed by the writer, no less.”
― The Con Job
― The Con Job
“You might feel like a superhero, but right now you’re as useless as a baby—and the UNSC doesn’t need any goddamn babies!”
― New Blood
― New Blood
“Why is it that men reduce themselves to one-liners and bad movie quotes whenever they get into a fight?" said Parker. "Is there some kind of script they're supposed to follow when they get to this point? Or does the raging testosterone just shut down their higher brain functions?”
― The Con Job
― The Con Job
“Back during the war, the sides were a lot clearer. Now that we’re fighting other humans again as well, things get muddy real fast. Many soldiers who were fantastic against the Covenant have now balked at battling the Front or any of the other dozens of homegrown terrorist groups across our worlds.”
― New Blood
― New Blood
“Standing exposed on a rooftop, with no railing and the wind whipping about him, threatening to pull him flailing and screaming to the ground? That held no interest for him.”
― The Con Job
― The Con Job
“My mother always said I was special.” “Well, she got that right, I suppose. She just didn’t know how.” “She also mentioned ‘especially stubborn’ from time to time.”
― New Blood
― New Blood
“Right." Doctor Cherryman's face lit up. Here was a way for him to grapple with the problem that the reality of vampires had presented to him. "Let's say vampires exist. What does that mean?"
"That they're bloodsucking murderers here to kill us all?" Lucy and the Doctor gaped at Quin's bald-faced assessment.
"Tell me I'm wrong," Quin said.”
― Carpathia
"That they're bloodsucking murderers here to kill us all?" Lucy and the Doctor gaped at Quin's bald-faced assessment.
"Tell me I'm wrong," Quin said.”
― Carpathia
“We put our trust in others, and sometimes they disappoint us in the worst possible ways. Does that mean we should lash out and look for people onto whom we can shuffle the blame?”
― New Blood
― New Blood
“They gave the world some of its finest heroes. Saving them's the least we can do.”
― The Con Job
― The Con Job
“Our strength shall serve as a luminous sun toward which all intelligence may blossom. And the impervious shelter beneath which you will prosper.”
― Halo: Bad Blood
― Halo: Bad Blood
“When we first met, we were enemies fighting to end each other. Now as allies, I am confident we can face this new threat together once more.”
― Halo: Bad Blood
― Halo: Bad Blood
“Sure, I could have, no problem. The security they got around those room booking systems is like a kid’s playpen, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.”
Eliot reached across Parker to grab Hardison by the front of his shirt, but Parker shoved her shoulder between the two men, foiling the effort. “That’s your thing, man,” Eliot said over Parker’s shoulder as Hardison backed away into the corner of the cab. “What’s stopping you?”
Hardison shrugged, embarrassed. “All the people who come out here, they’re doing it for the sheer joy of being a geek about something. Might be the Avengers, Star Wars, Sailor Moon, or even them sparkly vampires, but hey, they took a week off work, saved up all their pennies for the badges—which sell out in about ninety minutes—and got their butts out there for the show. I—I just couldn’t do that to them.”
― The Con Job
Eliot reached across Parker to grab Hardison by the front of his shirt, but Parker shoved her shoulder between the two men, foiling the effort. “That’s your thing, man,” Eliot said over Parker’s shoulder as Hardison backed away into the corner of the cab. “What’s stopping you?”
Hardison shrugged, embarrassed. “All the people who come out here, they’re doing it for the sheer joy of being a geek about something. Might be the Avengers, Star Wars, Sailor Moon, or even them sparkly vampires, but hey, they took a week off work, saved up all their pennies for the badges—which sell out in about ninety minutes—and got their butts out there for the show. I—I just couldn’t do that to them.”
― The Con Job
“Sounds great,” Cha0s said. “It’s a date!”
Parker ended the call. “Ew, ew, ew!” she said. “I want to wash off my phone. No, I want to disinfect it. No, I want to throw it into the ocean.”
“When we’re done,” Nate said. “You might need that until then.”
“Great work, Parker,” Sophie said. “You reeled him in well. You could have a future in that sort of work.”
“Don’t even think about it,” Parker said. “For Hardison, I’ll do it, but—ew!”
― The Con Job
Parker ended the call. “Ew, ew, ew!” she said. “I want to wash off my phone. No, I want to disinfect it. No, I want to throw it into the ocean.”
“When we’re done,” Nate said. “You might need that until then.”
“Great work, Parker,” Sophie said. “You reeled him in well. You could have a future in that sort of work.”
“Don’t even think about it,” Parker said. “For Hardison, I’ll do it, but—ew!”
― The Con Job
“Seems he and the Master Chief had spent part of the night reminiscing about their past.”
― Halo: Bad Blood
― Halo: Bad Blood
“Jess Drew?” Nate said. “Seriously? You couldn’t come up with a better name than that?”
“What’s wrong with Jessica Drew?” Hardison said. “It’s Spider-Woman’s real name.”
“Other than that stunning little detail—which I didn’t know about, but our mark might—there’s the fact that it sounds an awful lot like ‘Just Drew,’ which is a hell of an odd name for an artists’ agent, don’t you think?”
“The man’s a serial abuser of pseudonyms himself,” Hardison said. “Even if he does think of that, he’d probably just chalk it off as a professional name. Hell, the man took his last name from a Harry Potter spell. He’s not one to talk.”
― The Con Job
“What’s wrong with Jessica Drew?” Hardison said. “It’s Spider-Woman’s real name.”
“Other than that stunning little detail—which I didn’t know about, but our mark might—there’s the fact that it sounds an awful lot like ‘Just Drew,’ which is a hell of an odd name for an artists’ agent, don’t you think?”
“The man’s a serial abuser of pseudonyms himself,” Hardison said. “Even if he does think of that, he’d probably just chalk it off as a professional name. Hell, the man took his last name from a Harry Potter spell. He’s not one to talk.”
― The Con Job
“CHAPTER 17”
― Halo: Bad Blood
― Halo: Bad Blood
“Illagers never run from a fight. Never!” “We ran from the hero.” “We were regrouping!”
― Minecraft Dungeons: The Rise of the Arch-Illager: An Official Minecraft Novel
― Minecraft Dungeons: The Rise of the Arch-Illager: An Official Minecraft Novel
“the Huragok worked to repair that AI in order to prop the city long up enough to escape.”
― Halo: Bad Blood
― Halo: Bad Blood
“As I told the Rookie then, If you ever fall for a woman, make sure she’s got balls.”
― New Blood
― New Blood
“You want some?” Cha0s said as he turned toward Eliot. “Come and get it!”
“Why is it that men reduce themselves to one-liners and bad movie quotes whenever they get into a fight?” said Parker. “Is there some kind of script they’re supposed to follow when they get to this point? Or does the raging testosterone just shut down their higher brain functions?”
― The Con Job
“Why is it that men reduce themselves to one-liners and bad movie quotes whenever they get into a fight?” said Parker. “Is there some kind of script they’re supposed to follow when they get to this point? Or does the raging testosterone just shut down their higher brain functions?”
― The Con Job
“How did you get the badges?” Parker asked. “You didn’t steal a badge from a pro, did you?”
“Of course not,” Hardison said. “Geek solidarity to the end.”
“Then whose name is this on my badge? Who’s Diana Prince?”
Hardison laughed. “That’s Wonder Woman’s secret identity.”
Parker giggled at that. “And who are you? Carl Lucas?”
“That’s Luke Cage’s original name.”
“Who?” Eliot didn’t bother to conceal his irritation.
“Luke Cage? You know, Power Man? Of Power Man and Iron Fist?” Hardison waited for a response that never came. “Sweet Christmas, what’s wrong with you people?”
“We have lives. And just who am I supposed to be, huh? Batman’s secret sidekick?”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Sophie said. Nate gave her a nudge with his elbow, and she fixed him with a mischievous smile.
“Naw, man,” said Hardison. “I wouldn’t do that to you. I know how you feel about ‘fictional’ people.”
“So who the hell is Warren Ellis?”
“He’s a comic-book writer. Good one.”
Eliot groaned. “For God’s sake, do I look like a comic-book writer?”
“Hey, don’t knock Warren Ellis. He wrote all sorts of great stuff. Global Frequency, The Authority, Transmetropolitan. Good stuff.”
― The Con Job
“Of course not,” Hardison said. “Geek solidarity to the end.”
“Then whose name is this on my badge? Who’s Diana Prince?”
Hardison laughed. “That’s Wonder Woman’s secret identity.”
Parker giggled at that. “And who are you? Carl Lucas?”
“That’s Luke Cage’s original name.”
“Who?” Eliot didn’t bother to conceal his irritation.
“Luke Cage? You know, Power Man? Of Power Man and Iron Fist?” Hardison waited for a response that never came. “Sweet Christmas, what’s wrong with you people?”
“We have lives. And just who am I supposed to be, huh? Batman’s secret sidekick?”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Sophie said. Nate gave her a nudge with his elbow, and she fixed him with a mischievous smile.
“Naw, man,” said Hardison. “I wouldn’t do that to you. I know how you feel about ‘fictional’ people.”
“So who the hell is Warren Ellis?”
“He’s a comic-book writer. Good one.”
Eliot groaned. “For God’s sake, do I look like a comic-book writer?”
“Hey, don’t knock Warren Ellis. He wrote all sorts of great stuff. Global Frequency, The Authority, Transmetropolitan. Good stuff.”
― The Con Job
