About Me

Meet Brandon M. Whittiker

Enjoy Sci-Fi Neural Beats & Weed-Fueled Words

Brandon M. Whittiker is a sci-fi author with an associate degree emphasizing the subject of sociology. He is a thoroughly rehabilitated schizophrenic and an ex-addict in recovery. He lives in the rural foothills of Appalachia (U.S.A.), where his hobbies include playing the acoustic guitar and writing science fiction novels. Also, Brandon, aka Trile, aka B-Dub, likes to sit around and play on the computer at his small wooden desk. There, he plays “Heroes of Might & Magic III” (a strategy fantasy game from around the Y2K era). He’s a big fan of nature, and although he has no pets, he often visits the local animal shelter to see the puppies and donates empty aluminum cans to recycle for their funding. Brandon always encourages people to support their local humane society and protect national parks and wilderness.

ABOUT THE TUNES:

So, here’s the story with the tunes… it’s a diverse mix! You’ll find Trile’s Artificial Art Commissions, which are essentially AI-generated takes on punk music, but with lyrics that I (a human) created. Yes, artificial intelligence is involved, and it’s quite interesting, right?
But then there are also Trile’s Acoustic Rough Drafts. These are raw, home-recorded versions of those same songs. They are unpolished but direct versions, you know? Both of these versions, the AI work and the acoustic recordings, fall under the name Copywritten Ambulance Project. You can find them on most music streaming platforms.
Seriously, give them a listen! Whether you prefer the refined AI sound or the unedited, real sound, either way, you’re supporting an artist who’s consistently creating. And here’s the connection: it all ties into my book, “Closed Circuit Time: New Weed for Eom Space Station Chain.” The book is like a 37-page science fiction journey with musical stories integrated in, all inspired by a lifetime of my acoustic recordings. So, yes, read the book, listen to the music, and enjoy the experience!

Let’s talk about characters…

Introducing Plaro…

disagreements among the group of friends:
“Whereas Crazda used flares to keep the yeti bats at bay during snow storms, Plaro thought ‘ya ought not. He had his own methods, he did, in that snow truck of his. Sorcery Tech provided Plaro’s answer to that problem, in his quite literal FIREWALL heist-proof bandit-melting apparatus.” Fffwwww.”
Stro Snowmobile Rentals
Be picky at the Stro snowmobile rental storehouse. Some of those snowmobiles are garbage! Not like Red Angry Devils Gang, and our red snow sled machinery!
Plaro’s recoil back:
“Think you’re bad, eh!? Try robbing my beer truck, you lowdown bandit buggers! You’ll burn like REAL devils and iniquities, red angry snowmobiles though you may possess! At least I don’t see a lot of pirates on rentals!

Introducing Wacky Colors…

Wacky Colors recount at court on
Eom Space Station Chain,
BRANCH 59

“Once we knew we were being framed, I figured “anything goes within Art Corp limitations”, as far as getting the truth back to the intergalactic philosophers’ community of the Gaa centrality on Thraeya.”

1 of Colors’ oppositions in court, Market Freedom & Secure Environment Corporation lawyer representing Stro’s collective people:

“Wacky Colors is a mad man. That snow bus of his mentality was off its tracks long before he ever set foot in Stro Central Mining Facility.”

Wacky Colors’ reply:

“You and your new friends are all framed as terrorists together. Wouldn’t that be lovely? So the snow world of Stro is under planetary lockdown, effective immediately. Only police can exit or enter the Stro Landing Grid outside the Stro Central Mining Facility. The only hope is to leave the planet. How far will you go? How far do you think the Art Corp can get you? And can your quickness with a laser take you the rest of the way?”

2 of Colors’ oppositions in court

“A ghost cargo ship makes its way back to Stro Central Mining Facility, on its return journey to the Nehua Igloo Village collective that has claimed ownership of it. But why does it have giant sticker windows and the appearance of being a Ueo Star System passenger transit vessel? Who would abandon it, like a shell, halls and freighter hull empty, on the doorstep of planet Thraeya? What would Wacky Colors have to do with this?”

Introducing Blurybis…

Blazed, Blurybis thought he was in a TV looking outward, as the snow blared down. Sure enough, back at the Beer Mine, there was his image on the bar television, eyes peering out at him & his friends from the screen. What was with these prophecies and epiphanies?

Introducing Crazda…

“Egza didn’t look too swell after the yeti bats got ’em. Too bad none of us had brought any body bags on ’em, and there he remained for 4 more days, which gave Arivnon our Unrecognizer agent the time he needed to seal our plans.”

Crazda’s recoil back:

“Arivnon corrupted the scene with an audacious plant! At least Egza was a good man & a great Chief. There’ll be no lucky chance of you operating a dog sled. All of dogkind whimpers or growls in your evil presence! Have fun waving your scary rattles while you conspire!””