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Kaijuville

Brendan — Thu, 14 Apr 2011 15:00:17 +0000

“Current kaiju forecasts call for Welbaru to rampage south-southeast this evening,” smiles Quentin into the camera, before Welbaru rampages north, directly through their studio. When the rain of cinders has slacked off, they struggle choking into suspended rubble-dust.

“Listen,” says producer Rayanne, “I think we can spin this so he actually went south after all.”

“South is relative,” nods Quentin.

“North!” snorts Rayanne. “Who needs north? North is what they’d like you to believe.”

Then they do a headcount and hardly anybody’s dead except the staff kaijologist, whom they were going to kill for this anyway! Oh, too soon.

Kaijuville

Brendan — Wed, 17 Nov 2010 15:00:28 +0000

Mechnozoid’s been sitting very still in Kaijuville Square for about three years.

“We still have to do this?” says Orville. ”He’s gotta be asleep by now.”

“We can’t take that chance,” says Ping. ”Any hint of a threat could reactivate him. Do you want your selfishness to kill everyone in this city?”

Orville does not, so they stride out naked into the brisk bustle of a downtown day. They’re not the only ones, but kids point and laugh anyway. Orville tries to cover himself; Ping slaps him.

Mechnozoid rusts, the “UBIQUE LIBERTAS” plaque in his cockpit slowly bleaching in the sun.

Kaijuville

Brendan — Tue, 12 Oct 2010 15:00:47 +0000

Murdron and Garmegula are pushing down buildings to see how many other buildings they can topple, domino-style. Concrete breaks loose from twisted rebar; a tiny clang echoes from Murdron’s foot down what remains of the street.

Klaxons klax from Murdron’s klaxula. “Our lifestyle is under attack!” he thunders, deploying laserbursts to rake the rubblescape. Garmegula stomps through three hospitals and the Humane Society. Norbert, struggling for breath through a crushed ventilator, throws a picture of his late family at Garmegula’s tail.

Tink, goes the picture.

“I KNEW IT,” shrieks Garmegula in righteous triumph, and douses a daycare with radioactive pee.

Kaijuville

Brendan — Thu, 13 May 2010 15:00:11 +0000

“In a hurry, citizen?” booms Murdron, towering above Margaret’s Chrysler. Its deputy badge is a gold dot welded to titanium armor; its clipboard is a flatbed.

“Well, yes,” says Margaret.

“What was so urgent as to make you exceed the posted limit?”

“The kaiju battle,” says Margaret, “mostly,” as Vulfhor subjects Welbaru to a radioactive eyeblast. Welbaru shrieks. Margaret’s hair falls out.

Murdron shakes its head. “You put yourself and others in grave danger!”

“With all due respect–” Margaret begins, before Welbaru flattens her car.

“Truly, a tragedy no one could have foreseen,” is the box Murdron checks on the paperwork.

Kaijuville

Brendan — Wed, 05 May 2010 06:21:19 +0000

“I think he’s either the figurative judgment of a vengeful Gaia for our abuse of the planet,” says Kelvin, “or the figurative judgment of a vengeful God for not abusing the planet enough.”

“I think he just hates buildings,” says Lindy.

“Maybe that’s it!” says Kelvin. “He’s angry about undocumented construction crews. So if we can just deport enough of them–”

Lindy’s leery. “You think that’s the place to attack this problem?”

“No construction, no buildings.” Kelvin is drafting the new city plan with vim. “No buildings, no kaiju! Solved!”

Later on it turns out Garmegula also likes destroying makeshift huts.