Jazz, Monster Collector in: Down with the Clowns (Season 1, Episode 15)

By RyFT Brand

Jazz: Monster Collector, the serialized adventures of Mirth’s only deferred species bond collector. Stories just the right size for your commute, lunch break, or anytime you want a fast, exciting read. Want more? Follow episode by episode as Jazz seeks to uncover the secret force behind the inter-dimensional takeover of the planet she loved, a little place once called Earth.

Episode 15- Down with the Clowns:

Jazz has just one hour left to live and that’s put her in a single mind of purpose, the same purpose she always had, kill monsters. So she and DJ head into the monster ghetto to settle a score with the Clowns, a gang of goblins and bvorcs that despise Jazz almost as much as she despises them. Aside from being vastly outnumbered, Jazz may have failed to grant the Clowns home field advantage. May the one who LOL last, LOL best.

Jazz, Monster Collector, Season One: Earth’s Lament:

Jazz is a deferred species bond collector, which is a polite way of saying, Monster Hunter. She hunts them and whenever she can she destroys them. Her hatred for the bvorcs, goblins, trolls, and fairies that live side by side with humans on the magically conjoined planets called Mirth runs deep. But only Jazz knows why, how deep, and what she’s willing to do to express it. But Jazz’s greatest enemy is the invisible power behind the hostile takeover that destroyed the Earth that she remembers. And that’s one enemy Jazz probably won’t live to face.

A fast paced futuristic serial with a touch of noir and a lot of trouble. It’s totally jazzrific.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tricorner Publishing
• Release date: Jul 27, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311487193

RyFT Brand

RyFT Brand is one of the pen names of writer Robert F Thompson. He lives, writes, wonders, and wanders from Bucks County, Pennsylvania. His first novel, A Book of Beginnings was published in 2001. he's just so weird.

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Jazz, Monster Collector in:

Down with the Clowns

season one, episode fifteen

RyFT Brand

Tricorner Publishing’s Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2014

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JAZZ, Monster Collector

Season One: Earth’s Lament

RyFT Brand

Episode-15

Down with the Clowns

One hour until backlash.

I was on my street cycle, my modified Harley Davidson Sportster, racing across an open expanse of crumbing concrete and straight to the monster infested closeness of Clowntown, one of my least favorite places on all of Mirth, and, next to the Eastern wilds, one of the most dangerous. DJ was on behind me, her small body tucked inside her tight fitting yellow jumpsuit with the red racing stripes. Her round face lay hidden behind the tinted face shield of her matching full face helmet. She tightened her grip around my waist as I gave the throttle another twist and the bike lurched forward with added speed.

Normally I wore a helmet too, the one my Uncle Izzo gave me when he gave me the bike. But this time, not even sure why, I’d left my leather flight cap and goggles on.

The beam from my headlamp fell on the edge of the concrete pad that once belonged a busy freight train yard. I grabbed the front brake and dropped the bike into a hard right turn, shooting sparks from the foot peg as it dragged the surface. I straightened us out, punched the throttle, and the front end leapt up. I rode the wheelie for a hundred meters just to get my blood pumping then shoved the wheel down, up-shifted, and added more speed as we crossed the unmapped line that marked Clowntown. My heart raced and a smile spread across my face. As long as I could remember, I was happiest on a fast moving, two-wheeled machine. This was a good ending to a hard life.

Clowntown was a haven to every kind of horrible evil apparition Mirth had ever given birth, or worse, to. Speed was our ally here. I