My one weakness! Being buried in sand!
Well, I'm certainly not opening that door.
That awkward moment when the giant fetus traveling through space, propelled by what appears to be leaking amniotic fluid, looks at you like you're the weird one.
"Yes, very nice and all, but would you mind waiting until we're on a planet with an atmosphere? I seriously have no idea how you're still alive."
We haven't quite worked out the kinks of mounted combat on this horse-lizard planet.
Four-armed man really really hates department store mannequins.
Strange, I don't remember this part of the book. And why don't the dudes on his arms have dudes for arms?
Yeah, I'm thinking it can stay buried.
Yeah, warp speed collisions will do that to you.
So it's like Thor?
Today I learned moon people are really bad at holding onto ladders.
Cyborgs take alligator wrestling very seriously.
With a cover like this, Time Ninja has to be either the greatest book ever written, or the worst. There is no in between.
Can't tell if trying to get away, or thinks laser gun is really cool.
A dude punching robots with his bare hands? I'm sold.
So in the future, cigarettes are able to phase through oxygen helmets?