My latest book is now available:
Errors in Humanity - Tales from the MaRP

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Deep within the unknowable universe is the vast Bootes Void, is an empty void of Brobdingnagian proportions. At over 330 million light-years across, the emptiness strikes fear into the heart of even the most stalwart. Near the center of this void sits the Tenebris Matter Reclamation Platform, or MaRP for short. It’s a matter reclamation platform sitting at the edge of a supermassive black hole.

Moon sized and built long ago in a far off past, it is inhabited by bots.

These are the dark tales of the bot’s existence: the struggle to give meaning to an artificial life lived on the MaRP, sitting on the edge of an endless death; the constant alien incursions, and the battle to repel them before they can steal ancient technology and perhaps even destroy the MaRP itself. Dark at times, yet also humorous, horror lurks around each corner as they go through each cycle, trying to survive in a place designed for death.

Join them out in the deepest black, where life and death are razor thin and the unfathomable fingers of twisted gravitation pull, mangle, and warp.

My latest book is out (my 7th book).
Quistavera: The Edge of Nowhere

From the jacket:

The Quistavera.

In the endless night that is space, a ghost ship lays the seeds for destruction. From the many beginnings to the one final end, it will begin again new. For the Archana, the Hum’ahns aboard the Quistavera, and even the ancient enemy, the Krek’Na. Hurtling across the galactic plain, destroying all in her path.

An oblivion of horror that can have no end.

Passengers trapped with no escape.
A piratical crew of half machine, half men.
The mysterious Galindos that lurk in the dark.
The ravenous Krek'Na intent on destroying all.

Welcome to the Quistavera.

"Science Fiction Horror with something else. If this doesn't keep you up a night, then perhaps you are already dead."

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Do you download and print 3D models that do not include a 3D printed example image?

Just published: Gravity Munitions
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Just Published:

Container XVII - https://www.printables.com/model/784689-container-xvii

From the darkness of space lurks terrible things beyond comprehension and faith. In the insidious shadows where men dare not tread. Just as Container V exists, so does Container XVII.

Born of unholy thoughts, then cast adrift in the depths of space, it was captured as salvage. Sold among other space junk in the massive Megalopolis, enterprising aliens in the dark depths began producing these with abandon. Now found in abundance across many a Megalopolis on Planet X037.54501.

Get yours printed before someone else does—the forces of dark and light gather. Which side will you be on?

Shelter yourself!
Deliver your cargo!
Get back in the fight!

Just Published:

Planet Helloburners Version II - https://www.printables.com/model/784345-planet-hellburner-version-ii

Sometimes there is no respite.
A civilization that is rotten and corrupt to the core. Hardcore depravity weaved throughout the upper crust of its society to the point where there is no further place it can go. When the stars are better off without us. Nasty dirty excrement-slinging "Mon’Kehs"

This is where the Planet Hellburner shines its brightest. Burning all civilization clear down to the bedrock. Nothing survives. No atmosphere, no life, nothing. Then, in perhaps a few million years, it can start over again as it has done so many times before.

The hidden wretches down in the deepest bowls of the city-state Megalopolis' will once again emerge, forming new life. Something twisted and new to begin the cycle all over again.

Shelter yourself!
Deliver your cargo!
Get back in the fight!

Just Published:

Gravity Munitions! https://www.printables.com/model/784355-gravity-munitions

The are times when the hearts of Hum’ahns are tested. When the bedrock that is the Megalopolis itself is shaken. The Alien, the Mutant, the Heretical hoards that lurk far down below surge to the surface. To destroy all that has been built over thousands of years.

This is when you are tested.
If your will is strong. Made of iron!

Gravity Munitions were designed exactly for these moments. Shipped in stackable rack, with a pallet of TERs (Triple Ejection Racks). Get yours today.You are all that stands in the way of the mutant alien hoards and their heretical followers. Bomb them back into the Stone Age, where they belong. No self-respecting upper-stack denizen would be caught dead associating with such rabble!

Shelter yourself!
Deliver your cargo!
Get back in the fight!