"I prefer the unlimited power of the imagination! 'Cause I ain't got no damned money."
Meatwad of the Aqua Team Hunger Force
Greetings and salutations, dear reader.
Thank you for making your way to this web page, courtesy of the nice folk at ASSTR. You must be physically and metaphysically old enough to read the stories presented here. I'm sure your children are wonderful, but I have no wish to raise them.
My nom de plume is Shadowloup, and I hope you enjoy my writing. This simple website is a repository of the stories I have written over the years.
I tend to vary my style in accordance to what I am currently reading. Since I have some rather eclectic tastes in reading material, which varies between fiction, historical fiction, anime, hard science fiction, sword & sorcery fantasy, westerns, and political rants, my style tends to vary as well. As does my subject matter.
Some of my stories are subversive satirical smut rather than pure erotica. You will probably note that these contain an anti-fundamentalist tone, plus a willingness to use people's homophobia against them. Other stories are just out-and-out silliness, and the remainder are more typical of erotica. That's why I called it my "Mystery Theater"; the rational behind what I write will forever be a mystery.
Once again the infamous Time Fnord works his whiles on the space station Byzantium III. Can he avert an interstellar war between the Whorlons and the Confederation?
A Time Fnord verses a hostile alien race on the space station Byzantium III. Will the good Doc save the day, and gain yet another traveling companion in the process?
Sailbad and his swarthy crew of malcontents are off to the isle of Tora Bora to find excitement, adventure, sex, and maybe, just maybe, inner peace. Think Ray Harryhausen tribute meets Rocky & Bullwinkle, with a dash of Aristophanes thrown in.
A few years ago a newsletter run by a well-known TV
(that's television, but one never knows, do one?)
evangelist indignantly proclaimed that a make-believe character in a better-known children's show was promoting homosexuality. After facing a week of public outrage, this evangelist bravely distanced himself from the remarks printed in his own newsletter. Will we let him forget it? Hell no!
I believe one reviewer referred to this story as a ribald "Fractured Fairy Tale" run amuck. Then again, that same reviewer attempted to find a plot in it. Let's just say this is a madcap Arthurian tale and leave it at that.
In this parody, a certain upperclass British twit and his know-it-all butler, neither of whom ever seem to engage in any sort of sexual behavior in the real stories, are allowed to run amuck in merry old London. (This is also the only story of mine to have been proofread by an outside person, and also to have been banned from that person's house.)
Just in case someone has too much time on their hands, here is a list of books, films and television shows which have left a mark on me. Whether that mark is indelible or skid, I leave for others to determine.
Feel free to email me praises or point out any glaring grammatical errors. If you do email, please put something like "ASSTR" in your Subject line so I will not accidentally mistake your missive for spam. Don't worry. The only thing which bites is my writing.