Robert Moore Williams

Biographical details

Robert Moore Williams John Holder's Weapon

This ability was something he did inside himself. It needed no outside equipment to function, no generators to feed energy to it, no crystals to control its frequency. It was its own generator and its own frequency control! And it was all in his own mind! It was new, it was totally different from anything any scientist had ever envisioned before.
In this moment, staring at the spot where Nocher had been, John Holder felt as if the concrete floor on which he was standing had no more real substance to it than empty space. All that existed was mind, energy, and the dance of the atoms.
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Robert Moore Williams Sinister Paradise

Where wild harp notes had once flooded now was silence. Where a creature that had once looked like a giant bird had flapped through the air now there was nothing.
On the ledge, Johnny Retch wiped sweat from his face. From his pockets, he methodically refilled the almost empty clip of the gun. He looked down at Gotch, who was sitting up.
"You killed the Jezbro!" Gotch was whispering. His eyes were searching the sky as if he still did not believe what he had seen happen.
"Sure," Retch answered. "I don't know what the hell it was, but it could be killed. Anything can be killed, Gotch.
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Robert Moore Williams Publicity Stunt

The throng grew so quiet you could hear these tame Venusians slobbering as they thirsted for human blood.
"I'll dance you ... for the right ... to keep our ship ... on your dancing ground ... until it is repaired ..." Molock said.
"The hopeless fool!" Wilkerson gasped. "The utter idiot ..."
"You will dance me?" You could have heard Shad Brisbee scream for miles around. The idea appalled him, because it was a direct challenge, and it also appealed to him because he was absolutely certain that he, or any other Venusian could out-dance any human who had ever put foot on the Veiled Planet.
Source: Gutenberg

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