Meet Dennis Ambrose

You Built him, now we're going to fuck him up together

Welcome to the “Extroverted Writer”. This is where K.L. Robinson tries to inject his unique brand of humor, unbiased fuck-it attitude, and overuse of profanity into the words that spew out onto this page. If you’re up for a run through the hellscape that is his mind, click that subscribe button.

Let’s play a game of catch-up, shall we? If you’re keeping score at home, thus far we’ve determined that we were going to venture into the world of Sci-Fi (this is gonna be real fuckin interesting), then I left last week’s post off with three more decisions for you to make. Instead of making you wait, I’ll drop the winners of those polls now.

If you want to read last week’s From The Ground Up click here. If not, continue on and you’ll learn more than you may want to know.

In case you’ve missed it, I wanted votes to determine 1.) What was our main character? 2.) What was the character’s background? And 3.) Where was the story going to begin? Well, let’s roll that out right now!

The results are in

First off, y’all spoke and we’re going to be venturing through the world with a human type. Out of the options, this gives me an interesting starting point for the story. The second thing I wanted your votes on was a background, and this choice intrigued me. Because y’all already decided you’re not going to make things easy, you created a tie. So, rather than bitch out, I kept them both. So how did our hero spend their time? Well, turns out they were a noble lawman. Where are they and why are they out here? Finally, let’s look at our starting location.

Drum roll!!!!!

We’re going to begin this adventure in the Skyway. Past the small bit of information I’ve provided, I will flesh that out once we begin the story. Let’s recap:

Species: Human

Background: Noble/Lawman

Location: The Skyway

What did you motherfuckers set me up for? Jesus, I think I might be a glutton for punishment, which isn’t that surprising. That said, there are a few more things that I’m going to drop for you today.

Y’all ready? I don’t think you are….

Who wants a character name, some background, and a debut date?

I CAN’T HEAR YOU (Bonus points if you shouted that like SpongeBob SquarePants)

Let’s set this motherfucker up for failure!!

Introducing Dennis Ambrose

A man raised in a cluster of stations known as the Cymbal Sector that orbits the rings of Saturn. His father, Roger Ambrose, was elected the Chancellor of the Cymbal Sector when Dennis was a child. As he grew, Dennis found himself inside the government. From an early age, Dennis showed an aptitude for government and public service. Then the unthinkable happened.

Amid a re-election bid, Roger and Dennis’s mother, Annabelle, were both killed when a shuttle they were on was shot down while traveling between sections of Cymbal. Although authorities never captured the true culprits, a terrorist group calling themselves “The Sons of the Righteous” claimed responsibility for shooting down the shuttle, marking their first major action.

Orphaned and alone, Dennis was absorbed into his father’s estate. He buried himself in caring for what he could with advisors at his side. Eventually, he surrendered full control of the estate to the sector and shifted his sights to trying to right the wrongs that occurred in the system. Dennis put himself through the academy, passing with honors and earning himself a position as a detective.

For the years that followed, Dennis chased any lead that came his way that would drive him closer to the Sons. While doing that, he also built a reputation that would precede him.

There is a bit of a taste of what you can expect from the character that you helped materialize just to fuck his whole day up. So let’s see, we’ve completely introduced the character, what am I missing?

Let me think about this….

Oh fuck, yeah, a release date for the first section,

I knew I had almost forgotten something.

When Does this fuckery begin

September 7th, 2026.

Mark the calendar, because we’re about to embark on a journey through the Cymbal Sector and the system as a whole.

Whose fucking ready? Cuz I am.

That’s enough edging you, the wonderful reader, for today, but don’t fret; I’ll return soon. In fact, keep an eye on your inbox. Thursday, another post will drop where I talk about something that’s been on my mind and on my plate lately:

Am I world-building, or being the world’s shittiest creative procrastinator?

We’ll debate that more here soon. For the time being, though, I got two things I need from you:

First, if you haven’t already, subscribe and re-stack this post so that more people see it. I’d love you forever.

Second, drop a comment. What do you think of these developments, and this poor bastard’s chances of being able to live long enough before y’all torture him into his own explody shuttle?

TL;DR: We’re about to embark on a hell of an adventure with Dennis Ambrose, a man as rooted in trauma as he is in the desire to be a good man. And y’all are about to torture the shit out of him, and I’m here for it.

I appreciate y’all from the bottom of my cold, dead heart. It’s a fuckin joy that you’re here, and I thank you for joining me in this nightmare black hole that is my brain. Until next time, K.L. Robinson, saying I’ll see you fuckers down the road.