Here is a character sketch from my upcoming action/comedy science fiction novel, the second in my ‘The Otherwhere Chronicles’ series. His name is Rubar. He is a leader of a band of Reaver mercenaries. He comes from a high gravity world, and not only is he very strong, but he is the master of many unarmed combat styles from all over the universe.
Too bad our reluctant hero, Arthur, the sarcastic, lazy, not-so-young janitor on an alien space station, has to challenge him to a hand to hand combat duel…
Pouring My Art Out 
he looks stoned
You can’t judge aliens by their eyes alone…
he needs to recite the alphabet and walk in a straight line
You tell him that.
With those teeth?! He’d skin me
That’s what I am saying… although Arthur takes him on and manages to live to tell the tale.
Of course, there’s 5 more books yet, you can’t kill our hero off
It may be one of the funniest moments in the series.
Yeah sure, death is always funny 🙂
Nobody dies in these books… not even in book three where he is being chased by assassins from another dimension, or book four where he leads an allied fleet against an invasion from that dimension.
Well, one assassin sort of dies when he goes back to report his failure, but it is off camera, so to speak.
Don’t give it away!
I could tell you details all day and it would not lessen the impact of the actual story.
Joe… could you call and order a cab in world war two London, or do they just drive around?
You can’t use the smartphone app that’s for sure.
You may be able to get a ride form a raga add bone cart
???
Querying the rag and bone man? Have you never watched Steptoe and Son? I know you love a British sitcom.
One old guy used to do it a few years ago, every Saturday morning woken from my hangover with him ringing his bell yelling for your old crap for his cart.
That sounds like our show Sanford and Son. I never saw it.
You ripped off our show? To war!
Hit us while we are busy other places… good plan.
I suck at Google. I can’t figure out how London cabbies in the war got their fares, was their a company, did they drive around? What about the petrol rationing?
Doesn’t sound like much was done, I found this:
http://www.lvta.co.uk/history.htm
THE SECOND WORLD WAR
During the Second World War the majority of younger cabmen were called up into the forces and production of new cabs again ceased for the duration. The taxi trade was one area during the war where women did not take over a man’s role, as there was no time for the women to undergo the extensive ‘Knowledge of London’ topographical test that the men had completed. A large number of cabs, along with their drivers were requisitioned by the Auxiliary Fire Service to tow trailer pumps. However, the cabs were underpowered for the job and most were returned to the ranks, although some drivers remained in the AFS and served with much distinction. For the trade in general, the remaining cabmen had to drive cabs that were maintained to the best of their owners’ limited resources on severely rationed petrol in blacked-out, bomb-damaged streets. Although servicemen, including the Americans provided some extra work, the trade again went into decline.
I found that article about six times. It doesn’t answer what I need to know. I can’t even find out if all cabs were privately owned or if there were companies to call to order a cab. But thanks.
It was pretty shitty
If I stumble upon an old timer in my pub crawls I”ll ask him to tell me a story about the war
Kidnap him and mail him to me.
If your book was costing me $70 to import I wonder what an old man would cost to export?
Dang it.
sounds like a friendly type of guy, well he looks funny, half the battle, laughing, thanks
He ends up being funny… sort of… thank you.
Careful. Reavers were also used in Firefly.
Those were Rievers… and this whole series is a play on many other works of science fiction…
I gave you an award… sorry… I know that is like giving a social disease… whatever…