Starship Victory: The Last Boy on Earth: Starship Victory, #1

By Joey Peters

Ensign Brahma is the newest member to join the Starship Victory on her mission of peaceful exploration. The crew is nice enough, but he still feels isolated from them because, while the rest of the crew come from just about every species and culture in the galaxy, humans, Gamar, the Symphony of Life, Sparta and more, they are all still limited corporeal beings and Brahma is a space god. Perhaps his abilities and insights can help the Victory on her latest mission...

The Starship Victory is en route to check the technology level of a primitive world on the outskirts of the Galactic Union, but finds only a burned out cinder. A strange energy signature emanates from the planet below. Can the Victory face down whatever strange force destroyed this planet?

Also along for the ride are Engineering Chief Golem, a neurotic alcoholic android, Security Chief Kylie Hayes, who is tough as a neutron star, and the Executive Officer Elorg, a man from a race of musical cyborgs. Can the crew of the Victory discover the shocking secret behind the graveyard world below them?

Find out in the first episode of the Starship Victory saga!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Studio Tacolicious
• Release date: Jan 25, 2014
• ISBN: 9781501473593

Joey Peters

Joey Peters is a writer, cartoonist and beauty contest champion. His comics have appeared in “In a Single Bound”, “Leftovers of the Living Dead”, the Boston Phoenix, and all across the internet. He is probably most well known for his reimaginings of public domain superheroes, most particularly Stardust the Super-Wizard. His other prose works include the “Starship Victory” series and “Moonlit Massacres”. Joey lives in Boston with his wife, Donna.

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The Last Boy On Earth

Ensign Brahma smelled the Cherenkov radiation. He tasted the hyperspace wake left by the ship as it traveled faster than light. And Brahma assimilated his crudely replicated egg and French toast through an elaborate atomic process, not organic digestion.

It's lonely, he said. Nobody else sees the universe from anything approaching my perspective.

Chief Hayes replied, Do you try this 'sensitive, feeling, god-like energy-being' line on all the girls? between mouthfuls of oatmeal.

Security Chief Hayes was pretty in a lady soldier sort of way. Her clothes were absolutely pristine, precisely to regulation down to the Planck length. She kept her hair tied in back with a tight knot. She wore her communicator, blaster and scanner directly on her belt, never more than a couple feet from her hands. Always ready.

Brahma, on the other hand, was a pretty boy. He kept his approximation of hair up in a spiky configuration popular on the internal planets. His uniform was a little better fitting than regulations generally allowed, but whenever he was around somebody who might care he'd just let it out a little bit. And of course, because he'd been found in a Hindu temple, he maintained a body with a distinctly sub-continental flair.

Brahma said, Don't reduce it to that. I'm the only 'god' left. I admit that I fill my time with a few more girls than the rest of the crew, but I think it's time to end that. Find one really special girl.

A twinkling light emerged from Brahma's hand. He, using the material from his breakfast, constructed a single, long-stem rose molecule by molecule. He held it out for Chief Hayes.

I mean, who else on crew can do this for you?

Chief Hayes sighed, then reached out and tapped the generator panel in the middle of the table.

Long-stem roses. One dozen, she said.

And a bouquet of roses appeared in a flourish of light in the center of their table.

Anybody, Chief Hayes said, with access to the matter generators.

The first rose wilted as Brahma reabsorbed the matter contained in it back into himself.

Interesting choice of breakfast companion, another voice said. It was Lieutenant Colonel