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Inflamed by Stars and Blood Mourns the Death of Rudolfph Horner

January 2, 2015 Leave a comment

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Veteran actor Rudolfph Horner, perhaps most famous for his role as the “Blue Tiger Man” in the 1956 science fiction epic “Tigers in Ice Land” has died. The headliner fell forward into some soup at the 37th Annual Lankvillicon last Friday. He was 85.

Horner in the 1956 film "Tigers in Ice Land." Horner is lifting the tiger.

Horner in the 1956 film “Tigers in Ice Land.” Horner is lifting the tiger.

The foreign-born Horner was a sci-fi idol after his Blue Tiger Man role and appeared in several sequels. He did not act after 1977 but appeared regularly on the convention circuit.

“He was a big man, a former wrestler,” said convention organizer Brett Quentz. “He wasn’t very talented at all but he was able to actually lift a tiger and this was viewed as spectacular. He will be missed.”

“I’m very sad to hear of the death of Rudolfph,” said Tigers in Ice Land co-star Maria Bureau-Sisters. “We had nice chemistry together on the set of that film and, of course, it was a big hit. Rudolfph and I had a brief affair and I found him to be a kind and gentle person with limited interests beyond lifting heavy animals.”

Horner had lived alone in a small rancher in the Lankville Hills. He is survived by his house.

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Choir Invisible Bags Science Fiction Author Eurice

November 11, 2014 Leave a comment
An Inflamed by Stars and Blood Special Report

An Inflamed by Stars and Blood Special Report

The choir invisible has bagged science fiction author Enos Eurice, sources are confirming. Eurice was 74.

“He was flickering out into the unseen,” said Eurice’s wife Pamela, who noted that the author died at dinner. “A dark curtain was passing over him. It was deep and impenetrable. A spectral heaviness passed over the table and into a future existence that only the lifeless can know and then his remains fell forward into some soup.”

Enos was a giant…

Enos Eurice is defunct.

Enos Eurice, defunct.

Eurice was the author of A Horse Called R.O.B.O.T., Ninja Disks, Her Visual Binaries and several other popular novels.

“Enos was a giant,” noted Inflamed by Stars and Blood editor and novelist Dean T. Pibbs. “We all read him at first, of course, on the back of tire advertising circulars. Eventually, of course, he graduated to gaudy pamphlets. Then, ultimately, full-length novels. Then, back to gaudy pamphlets and, towards the end, tire advertising circulars again. It was a journey.”

Eurice’s career was not without controversy. He spent 1974-1981 on Death Row.

“I think it was said that he was a terrorist,” Pibbs noted. “The circumstances were a little unclear and it all worked out in the end.”

A small, restrained funeral will be held on Thursday at the Life Lessons Funeral Home in Eastern Lankville.

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Sci-Fi Lacuna with Dean T. Pibbs

September 19, 2013 Leave a comment

Today’s selection comes from Manly Bannisters (1975-    ) of Eastern Lankville.  Manly has published five absolutely irrelevant novels thus far but is perhaps best known for his short story “The Turgid Blood Red Sun” which first appeared in the magazine “Inflamed by Stars and Blood” in February 2004.  

THE TURGID BLOOD RED SKY   By Manly Bannisters
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It was not so much that I resented my assignment in Khan, the human settlement adjacent to the Yount Stronghold.  It was that I had at least hoped for preferential treatment because of my handiness with the Tools of Space.  After all, I did know an awful lot about the tools and also about the Lair of Yount.  My own father had been one of them, had given his life in the search.

“There is an ancient saying,” I suddenly observed aloud.  “It’s to the effect that he who serves also waits.”

“Why don’t you shut the hell up, Glenn?” said one of the Fire Monkeys.  And yet, he crept to the orifice and stared out into Deep Space Night.  He was anxious– anxious as a monkey gets.

“Who would have thought this?” I said, in desperation.  “They always told us in class that we know nothing about Deep Space.  Or very little.  But this?  This…HELL?”

“It’s only Hell if you view the passing spaceships as beacons of hopelessness,” said another Fire Monkey.  He was one of the wiser Fire Monkeys.  I liked him.

“But they are!  They are beacons of hopelessness!”  I began to cry.  I thought of my wife on Earth.  It was true, we never had coitus.  But still.  The loneliness here with these Fire Monkeys was becoming unendurable.”

“Go outside the Lair.  Take in some of the various elements that make up this Transneptunian Planet,” said another Fire Monkey.

“You go with me,” I said.  “You go first.”  One became paranoid in the Yount Stronghold.

He stood up and approached the orifice.  He was reticent, I could tell.  And for good reason.  For, as soon as he placed his foot into the dusty surface outside the Lair, he was immediately destroyed by a laser.  It was abominable.

To finish reading “The Turgid Blood Red Sky”, send $9.99 and return envelope to Manly Bannisters, General Delivery, Lankville.

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