You’d better put sunblock on that skeleton head of yours. You’re gonna fry.” -Bobby
D. J. MACHALEYou’d better put sunblock on that skeleton head of yours. You’re gonna fry.” -Bobby
D. J. MACHALEAt least I thought it was a wall. It sure felt like one. It was hard. It was flat. It stretched out on either side of me. You know… wall.
D. J. MACHALESpader and I were nearly killed. Three times. We were also robbed and witnessed a gruesome murder. Happy birthday to me!
D. J. MACHALETrolling for girls at the beach was okay by me, but I didn’t want it to be our sole focus. Besides, the girls I liked had more interesting things to do than spend every waking moment sitting around at the beach comparing tans.
D. J. MACHALEAja gave Loor an up and down once-over. She then said, “Is Loor a man’s name or a woman’s name?” Ouch. Loor answered, “It is the name of a legendary hero on Zadaa. A woman.” Really?” Aja said. “What did she do that was so heroic?” She killed her enemies and ate them.
D. J. MACHALEMy life is an ongoing, ever changing adventure.
D. J. MACHALEThe history of each and every territory is written in the blood of those who died trying to fulfill the aspirations of their ambitious leaders.
D. J. MACHALEI went to the four levers. None of them were marked. There was only one way to figure out which one was the right one. I had to call upon all my Traveler experience and special powers to figure it out. It’s called…Eenie, meenie, miney…mo!” -Bobby Pendragon
D. J. MACHALEI was disappointed in Coop. He hated being bored and so did I. He was always looking for different things to do and coming up with new adventures that kept us moving. That was his job.
D. J. MACHALEDo you know how hard it is to gather seventy thousand people? Especially people who are confused and scared that they might be eaten by hungry dinosaurs?
D. J. MACHALEBecause this is the way things are meant to be.(Press Tilton)
D. J. MACHALEWhat exactly is a french before it’s fried?
D. J. MACHALEThere are two types of people in this world. People who hate clowns…and clowns. (Bobby Pendragon)
D. J. MACHALE“Who’s Heinz and what’s an accordion?”
D. J. MACHALEI knew what Saint Dane was sensing. I knew why he was confused. he thought I was done. He thought we were done. He was wrong, and that’s what he was sensing. He felt our presence.
D. J. MACHALENot just chubby fat, I’m talkin’ gordo
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