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destinedtobeloved · 9 months
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Cruickshank. Hansen. Jiang. Sujiadi. Tony- everyone else.
Died within the moments of what seemed like a lifetime. In what in reality was only really was only a couple of weeks.
He feels those memories inside him anytime he does anything.
The biting of Cruickshank’s foot as it hit him as she died- the splatter of gore Jiang was left of. Digging through the clumps of flesh and blood with Jiang, searching for something - anything to bring their brother back. Stacks unretreived.
Sometimes he’ll think about the others too.
Tony dead at his own hand- the wolf gene in him sobbing as he watches him go down with a look of shock on his face- maybe a look of betrayal as he watches from a third person perspective as he is killed.
The doctor who had known of his plans- falling to his knees crooning, ‘I knew it. I heard you, I saw you. Kovacs- I knew you’d do it.’ Over and over again, like the battle the Martian starship was replaying that infiltrated their heads to no end. And even Jan- thrown up into the abyss of what space claims to be- a deserter, and a traitor in all forms. A new sleeve. A fresh cut deal as the rest of them can’t control themselves from hurling over every ten minutes from the radiation. Regardless, Takeshi was guilty of making Schneider fear. Making him run away.
Hand.
A stupid son-of-a-bitch beliver, arguing with Takeshi on the roof of the corporate building days before their mission about religion. A stick permanently up his ass, a serious and boring corporate executive like all of the rest at Mandrake, being kicked down by Carrera for a bounty- his stack cut out.
Takeshi probably could have afforded to bring him along- but he wasn’t sure if it was worth it in the end. Someone would end up like Cruickshank again with his ass still there. The cooperation would track him. He doesn’t know if he could handle another set of nannodes.
Sometimes he misses hearing his hushed prayers from the barracks, though. He won’t ever admit it regardless.
Tanya wardani. Not dead, but sometimes she might as well be. They won’t speak again. Come, eleven years, maybe. The time they spent on the beach- the way he’d watch her work and the surge of what emotion he really couldn’t tell everytime he saw her inching back from the ledge.
She was a murder. A traitor. Killing her teammates souly due to greed, wanting to keep this one for herself. A coward. Siding with the terroists the Kempists were, just for the sake of her planet.
Still, Takeshi couldn’t help himself.
He’d grown a family with them. An envoy bond. A pack.
For each of them moments were shared- proving them human.
And now they were gone.
He remembers ribbing on Cruickshank. ‘Dead at 22,’ he’d said. Maybe he manifested it. She’d been dead before- but this was real. Takeshi almsot wants to throw up when he thinks about her- someone so young killed for nothing by nanodes for the sake of what? A fucking starship? The greed shared by two men- killing humans because they are cheaper than machines- not caring who is caught in the crossfire or who does not return.
Fuck Mandrake corporation.
For once he gets to latimer- he will notify her family of her death. He will save the details of how she was torn apart- the body bag she was gathered into not even resembling a human- the layout of gore on the turquoise sand- the way her head landed somewhere apart from everything else. Letting those words out alone would make him retch. She never even made it to the Tanya Wardani. She never made it to space. She never saw what they saw. She would never share the look of admiration and true shock at the sight of the warship- the Martian skeletons hanging there- captivating them. She never saw.
The crying of cruikshanks mother he will hear. The look of shock on her father’s face. ‘She was just a baby,’ he will mutter, ‘she was only 22.’ Takeshi will bite his lip and nod his head, giving the family news of her passing 7 years too late.
She was the first one dead.
Maybe that’s why he remembers it the most. Or maybe he was more alive when she died than he was when the rest of them went down.
Dying was a serious condition. Fucks with everything you do.
They were all supposed to die, in the end, regardless of their true survival of the mission. The explosion of Sauberville by the Kempists proved that true.
But that was different. Stacks intact- promised millions of credits and a passage to Latimer City where new sleeves were garuiteed.
Out of the 10 of them, only four of them had made it out- the wolf in him screaming and crying and scratching his eyes out with hands covered in blood that isn’t his over a graveyard with fresh soil laying above the land.
Even as he stays in that construct on the ship, making his 7 year journey to Latimer city- a journey to better jobs and newer sleeves, he thinks of them every once and awhile.
Their journey will always be apart of him.
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0bsessiv3s0ul · 5 months
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The difference in aesthetics when it comes to both of the books I'm currently working on- 🥲
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smashedpages · 4 days
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On this day in 2004, Black Widow #1 debuted as part of the Marvel Knights line. Don't let the cover fool you -- this comic was by science fiction thriller novelist Richard K. Morgan and featured beautiful interior artwork by the legendary Bill Sienkiewicz:
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Unfortunately he only drew the first issue, but would ink Goran Parlov for the other five (who draws a pretty great Black Widow himself).
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tapewormist · 1 year
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“Whatever you feel, whatever you're thinking, whatever you are when they store you, that's what you'll be when you come out. With states of high anxiety, that can be a problem.
So you let go. Stick it in neutral. Disengage and float.”
Takeshi Kovacs from Altered Carbon; Richard Morgan. 📖
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vote yes if you have finished the entire book.
vote no if you have not finished the entire book.
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fcbabyx · 2 months
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“…'Kovacs, they should have you on disc. You're perfect post-trauma entertainment.”
I’ve been taking my sweet time reading Broken Angels…and I just know, I can feel it deep in my soul, this book is about that exactly. I’m not ready for this. My boy has been through so much already and … now he’s in a war!? Doing stuff? And we are gonna add a full arc of traumas too? 😭😭😭😭😭
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gollancz · 1 year
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Red Country, Joe Abercrombie
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bonzogalactico · 7 months
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“(…) and like all men of power, when he talked of prices worth paying, you could be sure of one thing. Someone else was paying.”
Richard K. Morgan
Altered Carbon (2002)
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wanderrealms · 9 months
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I keep getting Altered Carbon by Richard K. Morgan and The Expanse books by James S. A. Corey mixed up.
I haven't read either books, the mix up is because I ordered both as a christmas present for my boyfriend. I ordered Altered Carbon books too late, but it's still a gift.
I keep saying The Expanse books have shipped. They are on our shelf. It's the other sci-fi trilogy with a tv series that shipped.
Also I only just noticed that Richard K. Morgan also wrote The Steel Remains.
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destinedtobeloved · 1 year
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And now, of course, there's even more - a Netflix original series, put together at Skydance Media by a constellation of A-list talent I can only marvel at, and a new original story sequence in graphic novel form from Dynamite comics. And here I am, up on the eighth floor of this hotel, sleepless and staring out at the city lights, waiting to go to meetings with people who want to talk about Kovacs all over again. The fiction of Altered Carbon is alive, in ways I could not, twenty years ago, have imagined in my wildest authorial dreams.
And Kovacs is alive with it - sitting here now, across the darkened room from me in that chair, with a drink in one hand and a heavy calibre weapon in the other.
He's grinning, because he knows he's never going to die.
- Richard Morgan, Los Angeles, 12th December 2017
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rosenbelle · 2 years
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ms-snowqueen · 2 years
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From: The Tears That Taught Me 🌻
Auth: Morgan Richard Olivier
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boooklover · 2 years
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“Humans, short- lived and locked out of the gray places for life, do not do well with uncertainty. If they cannot have what might, what could, what should, and perhaps most awful of all what should have been, then they will dream it up instead, imagine it into being in whatever twisted or beautiful form suits, and then drive their fellows to their knees in chains by the thousand and million to pretend in chorus that it is so.”
Richard K. Morgan, The Steel Remains
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neondreams2145 · 2 years
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"These days, one of them told me one freezing slow-as-Sunday night, we’re all just feeding off the stored fat of a dream gone bad"
Richard K. Morgan- Thin Air
Art from the Cyberpunk Red GM data screen by the wonderful people over at R.Talsorian Games.
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