Dear False Positive Readers,
This is Ashley Walton, Mike’s sister and editor of False Positive. I have really terrible, awful news and a tiny bit of good news.
You might have noticed it’s been a couple years since we’ve posted anything on this website. Well, brace yourself for the saddest update I’ll ever share.
Something tells me the floater did not originate with this ship
Someone caught themselves a drifter!
Someone caught themselves a dinner!
The claw chooses who will go and who will stay.
First thought was of these toy machines with the claw, almost never win those…
Good on ya ‘seashell’…
“Look mommy, look, look! I got a human!”
“Don’t rush things, sweetie, take him up slowly or you’ll lose him again.”
And then there’s the moment where you almost have it, almost got it to the slot…
I dunno who these aylerenz are, but I like the cut of their jib
“Can you believe it? Someone threw away a perfectly good astronaut. Aliens these days, I swear.”
Not much makes me laugh on the outside, but your comment was priceless.
Am I the only one wondering about the goo-like substance covering the claw?
It’s…it’s a giant, floating pistachio…
Waka! Waka!
“… Crap, the Hook Slot is not big enough to reel him in.”
“At least my day can’t possibly get any worse.”
I’m assuming from his rigidness on top of his, erhm, impalement, that our friend here is dead. Though I get the feeling not for long
They can rebuild him…but why?