Ergebnis für "Slice" in Humor

You might think a month away from fighting sentient cubical supplies in a threatening alt-reality office would mean a break for James Lyle. But . . . you'd be wrong. Even though James has taken a beat from adventuring into the dungeon hidden within the stairwell of his workplace, he's been dealing with plenty of stress-inducing issues, from raising a recently corporeal infomorph to navigating his newly minted relationship with his best friends, fighting his own depression, and wrestling with the moral implications of his burgeoning powers.

It's wedding day! That's right, all these weeks and months I've spent with these gorgeous women has finally come to one final moment: a wedding. After lots of practice, we're also ready for our race: The Goblin 500. Our final projects are being completed, our weapons manufacturing empire is reaching its peak, and I'm hoping I can finally gain the next level and win the coveted and rare title of War Machine. But first, I need to plan our honeymoon while keeping it a secret.

Heya, pal. It's Rusty, and I'm just as surprised as you are. Right when me and Piper thought we'd had the wildest adventure in the cosmos, Mike and Jenna waltzed in, dressed to the nines, with grins on their faces and a yarn of their own to spin. See, Jenna’s got feelings for Mike she ain’t ready to share, but you can't play hard-to-get when one of your passengers is a big blue slug who can read your emotions like an interstate billboard. Toss in Karlie and Feebee, the galaxy’s most lovable agents of mayhem, and things go off the rails faster than a circus train on ice.

Who even needs acid when there’s muse. Check it for yourselves. It’s planet Psychedelia. Yet for the heroes it’s not all rainbows. Tasted the black past all they now see are the minor key sounds. Desperate for a push that can jump-start their life anew, characters set off on an adventure...

Hey, bud. It's Captain Rusty, gearin' up to haul a load of space freight through the Vorn Abyss. Sounds like a heavy-metal band, but it's a patch of space with wonky gravity, where your ship gets pulled in more directions than a dog walker at a squirrel convention. It's gonna be a heck of a ride, but our old rig can handle it. Probably. Me and Piper are ready to kick off our honeymoon as soon as we get back, but Murphy is always watching, and the universe has a way of rearranging your plans faster than a tornado rearranges a trailer park.