From Robert Brockway, Sr. Editor and Columnist of Cracked.com comes The Unnoticeables, a funny and frightening urban fantasy.
There are angels, and they are not beneficent or loving. But they do watch over us. They watch our lives unfold, analyzing us for repeating patterns and redundancies. When they find them, the angels simplify those patterns and remove the redundancies, and the problem that is "you" gets solved.
Carey doesn't much like that idea. As a punk living in New York City, 1977, Carey is sick and tired of watching strange kids with unnoticeable faces abduct his friends. He doesn't care about the rumors of tar-monsters in the sewers or unkillable psychopaths invading the punk scene—all he wants is to drink cheap beer and dispense ass-kickings.
Kaitlyn isn't sure what she's doing with her life. She came to Hollywood in 2013 to be a stunt woman, but last night a former teen heartthrob tried to eat her, her best friend has just gone missing, and there's an angel outside her apartment. Whatever she plans on doing with her life, it should probably happen in the few remaining minutes she has left.
There are angels. There are demons. They are the same thing. It's up to Carey and Kaitlyn to stop them. The survival of the human race is in their hands.
We are, all of us, well and truly screwed.
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Depending on how you look at it, this time-jumping adventure from Cracked senior editor Brockway might be taken as a work of gonzo fiction full of mayhem and weirdness, or as a not-so-subtle satire about the empty consumerism of the Los Angeles celebrity lifestyle, or perhaps a statement on the selling-out of the punk aesthetic. Regardless of the interpretation, one thing is certain: this is an off-kilter, offbeat piece of work. In 1977 New York City, Carey is a burned-out punk trying to get by on a steady diet of booze and music, until he realizes that his friends are vanishing, taken by people with forgettable faces. In Los Angeles 2013, Kaitlyn is a stuntwoman making ends meet as a waitress; she runs afoul of an aggressive, erratic former teen star. Decades apart, Carey and Kaitlyn both discover that their problems stem from angelic beings that either melt the people they target or turn them into unstoppable, soulless shells bent on consuming more victims. Their threads finally come together in an adrenaline-fueled climax that reads like Hunter S. Thompson went drinking with Stephen King. Brockway's style is raw and over the top, at times too clever and convoluted for its own good, but strangely readable, with unexpected depths.