Watch Me Whip: A Countersink Scene

Luis. That kid was a real firecracker. He had a way of setting people on fire and not because of his flame throwing contraptions—he could never actually set fire to anyone with those. Maybe Ashby, but surely no one else. No, it was something internal that set people off.  Seventeen years old and already he’d... Continue Reading →

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The Library Kids: A Countersink Scene

The doorbell rang. Paul rushed from the hallway, huffing irritably and tying his robe. “Who the hell could that be?” he grumbled. “They’d better be bleeding out of their face.” Paul peered through the blinds. “Oh my god.” “What?” I asked, preparing to run. “Who is it?” “It’s those damn library kids.” ... “I told... Continue Reading →

The Kid: A Countersink Scene

The kid. The mother. The father, newly deceased. No skin off my nose. No sirree. No skin at all. He didn’t have skin anymore. No, no, no, not at all. Had torn it all off, didn’t he? Yes, he did. Not my fault. Supposed to bring the kid and the mother to Koichi—excuse me, Mr.... Continue Reading →

Thank You for 100 Followers!

Protagonized has made it to 100 followers! Thank you so much for your support! It means a lot to me. You all are the very best! I wanted to do something a little different to say thanks, so I drew some doodles of the Countersink crew. In the first picture, starting from the top left are Adam,... Continue Reading →

No More Louis: A Countersink Scene

Louis wouldn’t have remembered where the Alana mansion was, except he had been invited there once, and it had made quite an impression. For one thing, it was out of the city, in the mountains, in the closest thing Rocheford had to green hills. Driving up, the house was invisible behind an uncommonly thick patch of spruce,... Continue Reading →

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