tinker

Death was an interesting thing; through my 17 years, I could count on one hand the number of times I had come close to death. Unfortunately, that didn't stop my life from going progressively downhill from the time I was 5 to only a few months ago my life was just a series of kicks to the balls...

Chapter 1 A being floating in between realities searches through the possibilities before finding something they can use for much amusement. ______________________________________________________________________________ Three young adults dressed in long dark robes wearing masks of comedy...

I didn't miss my old life. My old life was crap, honestly. A dead-end job with no respect. Barely making ends meet no matter how much overtime and second gigs I took. I had no time for friends and no energy to enjoy what little free time I had. I was stuck in a life that was becoming all...

I wake up. That's a bit of a misnomer since I don't think people wake up with the feel of electricity at the tips of my fingers…and my tongue? I move it around my mouth, feeling the relief when it touches my teeth, and confirm that yes, I licked something electric. It tastes like spreadsheets...

"Emmy, I'm sorry. I looked as hard as I could, but I just can't find another job for you." I nodded across the table to Danny Hebert. "I understand, Mr. Hebert. Thank you." I was turning to walk out of the office when it hit me just how fucked I was. I was two weeks out from eviction at any...

25 March 2011 I woke up in an unfamiliar bed. "Wha…?" The bed is a single bed, and the sheets are white. That's weird. I sleep in a double bed and last I remember, my bed sheet is gray. The room is rather empty, with a single desk and a cupboard. The sunlight from the window made my eyes...

Silent Child 1.1 "…the children, just shoot. Doesn't matter your aim, just shoot. You see one lying on the ground? Shoot the little bitch twice more to be sure. We give them no chances to be clever or lucky, understand?" I am thou, thou art I… The familiar growl of English with an (affected)...

"would you like to be adopted by Danny Hebert?" I blinked. Adopted? Danny Hebert? What? - "what?" my words mirrored my thoughts, well, it mirrored one part of my thoughts, the rest just sounded farfetched enough that I couldn't even parse them appropriately. Since when I was thrown for...

Wave is a story written in the setting of Wildbow's Worm, and takes place in Sydney, Australia in 2005, seven years prior to the events of Worm itself. It follows Parthian, a new and less-than-heroic tinker who must navigate the parahuman political landscape of a city that was almost completely...

“If there is a God, He will have to beg my forgiveness.” that quote was etched on the wall of a WWII Nazi concentration camp. I read it when I was like 16…17? It was from a group assignment we’d had to do for my history class about Nazi prisoners in WWII in high school. It completely flew over...

A fantasy addict triggers with the world's most inconvenient Tinker/Thinker combo, and finally gets a chance to use all those fencing and HEMA classes she took in high school. In a city infested by nazis, slavers, and a PRT that acts more like a gang than some of the actual gangs, maybe when...

31st December, 2010 Brockton Bay is a city that… exists. It's hard to succinctly sum up Brockton, a city distressingly high on the top ten for parahuman population for its relatively small population. A city that is simultaneously on an economic downturn and upswing. A city home to not one...

One doesn't typically expect to hear diabolical laughter coming from a suburban backyard. And if the neighbors were home, they certainly would have been perplexed at seeing their friend's teenaged son laughing maniacally whilst dancing around a kiddie pool that, until a few moments ago, had been...

Preface Yes. Yes, I did. Yes, I am. Why? Because fuck you, that's why. If Legendary Tinker is an exploration of what could have been and an exercise in worldbuilding, this fic is very much the opposite. I am intentionally going to rehash some played out tropes common to both the Worm fandom...

There was a duo, they were called Uber and Leet, people didn't think much about them, because they were seen as petty criminals. Uber was a thinker who was able to learn techniques, he would be able to learn how to punch like Muhammad Ali, but wouldn't know how to Boxe, and easy as he learned...

I awoke bleary-eyed from sleep as if I'd just had the mother of all nightmares. My head was pounding and not in the way that indicated I'd just had a bout or three with Muhammad Ali. Funny, that usually only happened when I'd drunk too much, but I don't remember drinking at all last night...

You know that you need to make a decision soon. Today, ideally, but soon no matter what. Even so, with all your gear arrayed in front of you, you can’t help but think is this really all I have to show for two months of work? Intellectually, you know that Tinkers take time and resources to get...

[disclaimer - Wildbow owns Worm, I don't own Worm] BANG! I woke to the sound of gunshots in the distance, shivering slightly on hard, rough ground, rocks jabbing my partially exposed back. Yes, I probably should have done something to acknowledge the fucking gunshots, but you know, I had just...

Kayden Anders couldn’t shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. She kept looking around as she approached the door to her penthouse apartment. Things had been tense in the city, ever since that new hero had been attacked in her home. Damn it, Bradley. She sighed and stepped inside...

Heavy rain spattered down onto red earth, the fat raindrops sliding of the hard, semi frozen earth, it tumbled across stones, formed tiny rivers between pebbles, before pooling in puddles at my feet. I could feel the wetness seep slowly into my new shoes, the black pumps now brown with flecks of...

Stop me if you've heard this story before. I died. Not horrifically or anything. As a point of fact, I died for reasons that are quite frankly so embarrassing that simply thinking about them makes me want to self terminate. See, I owned and loved two cats. The furry little monsters were easily...

I got too much, I think. Too many ideas, too many ships. It just knocked everything else right out of my brain. I had to gather what scraps of information about my personal life I could find from every scrap of paper in my (ruined) backpack, every bit of (sparse) conversation I could manage. The...

Mandatory disclaimer: I do not own Worm, it’s settings or characters, that’s all owned by Wildbow. Nor anything else that I may reference, such as WH40k and WH Fantasy, which is owned by Games Workshop. I think. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Being born into...

Upon waking up I found myself absolutely terrified. Terrified because I didn't know where I was. I woke up in a bed that is not mine. In a body that is not mine. I found myself in a strange shack, but there was no one in it. There was no huslte and bustle of a city outside even though I saw...

February, 20th 2011 Getting on puberty again is suck even more when there is someone doing act just one door away. ‘Are they have no shame’ I thought then increase volume on my music player to the max. But the cheap knock of headphones doing a poor job to cover the sound even with maximum...