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Finding Space
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Ongoing, First published Jan 13, 2013
Miguel just got his Food Prover license due to the insistence of the head chef he has been working for. He now heads to Axle, the city of service, one jump gate away to start a restaurant of his own. Will he realize his wish of having a small fifteen-seater restaurant or will his inexperience force him back home?
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Gordon longs for the simple things in life. A job. A place to rest his head. Someone to love. The same things everybody wants. But being a zombie makes achieving any of these basics a challenge, even for a special “high functioning” zombie that hasn’t lost the capacity to think and feel. So what if he shambles a bit when he walks? Sure he's a little gassier than the average guy, but who hasn't let one go in the elevator? And yes, pieces of his body do occasionally fall off, but he can put them back on. It's not like he's one of the "groaner" zombies that shuffle about looking for brains to chomp on. But things could be worse. Gordon has a decent business going as a Zombie for Hire. Got a job too dangerous for an air breather? Clifford is your man. Toxic waste clean up? Done. Living crash test dummy? On it. Really nasty crime scene clean up? He’s your undead man. He’s even has a blind date coming up. It’s too bad good things rarely happen to good zombies…His new boss may have a secret agenda and the girl of his dreams has, well, character issues. But with the help of Penny, his funerary cosmetician gal pal, and Merl, his agent, he might just make it through to sunrise without someone planting a truncheon in his skull.