<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Tue, 12 May 2026 04:36:17 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@drsummeroff/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Dreams of Going Home]]></title><description><![CDATA[MISERY I It occurred to him in the dressing room – as quickly as a flash of lightning descending from the sky. He was a marionette. An actor in a b-rated movie – a movie so ridiculous it made the six Sharknado]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/ewrestling/@drsummeroff/dreams-of-going-home</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/ewrestling/@drsummeroff/dreams-of-going-home</guid><category><![CDATA[ewrestling]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[drsummeroff]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2018 17:36:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/4i88GgaV8qiFU89taP2MgKXzwntUGAvkoQiKU7VxyD37q9VqkicrNpPt393vxMPqg97C7fvi71wUu2iCqyUoCBjSj5BuhtCBhATin2u1mWhizuu2N59W1NCp7g?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Long Night of Brother Buzi]]></title><description><![CDATA[The memories returned this night – unwelcome guests banging on the door, demanding to be let inside so they could share their frosty gifts with those inside. Buzi had asked the blob to open that door and]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@drsummeroff/the-long-night-of-brother-buzi</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@drsummeroff/the-long-night-of-brother-buzi</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[drsummeroff]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2018 19:22:48 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Countdown to DeathSport]]></title><description><![CDATA[Abishag is lying in a cell with Buzi standing over him. The elder is holding a large capsule. “Take this. Quickly. Before the guards return.” Abishag takes the pill and swallows it dry. “How did you manage]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@drsummeroff/countdown-to-deathsport</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@drsummeroff/countdown-to-deathsport</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[drsummeroff]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2018 18:43:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/4i88GgaV8qiFU89taP2MgKXzwntUGAvkoQiKU7VxyD37q9VqkicrNpPt393vxMPqg97C7fvi71wUu2iCqyUoCBjSj5BuhtCBhATin2u1mWhizuu2N59W1NCp7g?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[What ever happened to Belial?]]></title><description><![CDATA[Calm… There is no calm. BE CALM! DAMMIT! Still, the anger. Always that anger. That rage. That hurt. It was always there in him. Driving him. Giving him that unquenchable thirst for murder. For revenge.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@drsummeroff/what-ever-happened-to-belial</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@drsummeroff/what-ever-happened-to-belial</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[drsummeroff]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 24 May 2018 14:30:06 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/6VvuHGsoU2QBt9MXeXNdDuyd4Bmd63j7zJymDTWgdcJjnzyYNg7hKCkWcwWBLAyLKPygwNJQcrf1yLHnVSfZHCEweJkuwcA72z7SkmUpvVsLwzQW94XThbUj4Tq7jC?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[MUTINY!!!]]></title><description><![CDATA[The Blob’s Antechamber – deep, deep within the compound… Dr. Summeroff smiles as he checks his mobile device and sees the numbers from the BlobCoin ICO hit 300 Million!! The crypto is a huge hit… Already,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@drsummeroff/mutiny</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@drsummeroff/mutiny</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[drsummeroff]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2018 19:21:48 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/Zskj9C56UondJxcjVaienfhVaNb7LJVWG6e787gZxK1LtMiRD3BGg4ZH7wym5pgRbiHtEKPmJPpR9vQCefE8eDRoL1Xwx1Pja3qQWFTvK6DRQE61WUKY?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[We Have the Perfect Life]]></title><description><![CDATA[The Compound… The Blob’s Antechamber Yesterday…. Dr. Summeroff, not a man known for his cheery disposition was positively beaming. 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This area of the compound is different]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@drsummeroff/tragedy-in-the-compound</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@drsummeroff/tragedy-in-the-compound</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[drsummeroff]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jan 2018 16:07:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/PB8ro82ZpZP5xqHVTtgzxr9jRnPYTxeDK7ZMexdNzCzEJcYzW8GTKkfqqhsFtw2V31Q1DtWnLkn7HZyUzUiNJs8FM726iGagxLi2uFrCLX27Kipn?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Praise Blob!]]></title><description><![CDATA[Deep in the Bowels of the Tiny Lister Memorial Arena – Post Clash IV… “Watch your step Mr. Vastrix”, Dr. Summeroff snaps as the Cyborg Warrior almost trips on a pipe running across the floor. 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Nary can a sight be seen, nary a voice heard. It had been this way for years now. Simply…Dark. And then…for the first time in what seems like an age…footsteps. Footsteps]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@drsummeroff/abishag-reborn-ii</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@drsummeroff/abishag-reborn-ii</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[drsummeroff]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 06 Oct 2017 14:51:45 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Abishag Reborn]]></title><description><![CDATA[HOMESTEAD I TOAD RIVER, British Columbia – Abishag’s alarm goes off. 05:00 “shit…” he grumbles as he rolls out of his bed. He stands and stretches. His muscles loosen up. That was a good thing. 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