Matthew Sylvester

When people want to look up, they look at the ground, or the floor of the sky that they’re in. It’s really quite simple when it comes to directions. If someone wants to know where the nearest balloon is, all they have to do is ask a pelican, as pelicans are well known for their ability to find any place, anywhere. In fact, it was homing pelicans that discovered the quickest route to Mars. Mars…

I’m more than slightly peeved at how AI scrapers are stealing mine, and my friend’s hard work in order to train their systems. So I’ve decided to fight back. I’m going to start writing huge blog posts that resemble proper text but which are pretty much nonsense. Or, ‘Nospeak’ as I’m going to call it. And yes, that’s a slight nod to Orwell who kind of predicted the war against creativity in 1984…

My Legs Hurt Part Two – A Ghost Recon Breakpoint Short Story

My Legs Hurt – Part Two  By Matthew Sylvester Michelle tried not to groan as she leant her back against a tree. “Just a flesh wound” was a common term films and books liked to use. Usually the hero just shrugged it off and kept going. It was utter bullshit. Every step she took felt like someone was pouring bleach into her flesh. Tears filmed her eyes permanently and she’d taken to trying to…

My legs hurt – A Ghost Recon Breakpoint short story

My legs hurt By Matthew Sylvester “Mummy, my legs hurt,” moaned Sylvia, at only ten years old she was short for her age, with pale blonde hair. Bottom lip hutting out, she dropped her pack and slumped to the floor, rubbing her thighs. Mummy in this case, was thirty-eight year-old Michelle, and her thighs ached just as much as Sylvia’s. She sighed, shrugging her own rucksack off and dropping it…

Turncoat, turned – A Ghost Recon Breakpoint short story

Turncoat, turned By Matthew Sylvester Seabury shifted on the ammo crate he’d been made to sit on. Rebels, they called themselves Homesteaders, but they were rebels to all intents and purposes, stood guard over him. Whilst they hadn’t been rough, they hadn’t exactly been gentle and he’d caught the odd elbow and bump as they’d guided him through their base with a hood over his head. What…

Turncoat – A Ghost Recon Breakpoint short story

Turncoat By Matthew Sylvester “This doesn’t feel right man,” Seabury whispered to friend, Cape. “I didn’t sign up to beat the shit out of civilians.” Whatever Cape had been about to say was drowned out by an agonised scream as their squad leader brought his heel crashing down on the homesteader’s outstretched arm. Although Cape’s reply was drowned out, the sound of breaking bone…

Are we the bad guys? A Ghost Recon: Breakpoint short story

Are we the bad guys?By Matthew Sylvester “I’ve completed the upload. Drones should be able to parse information three times faster than before. Just need to get them onto the range and test it,” Laura Cords pushed herself away from her monitor and rubbed at her tired eyes. She’d been at it for six hours straight, no break, and she was feeling frazzled, in need of sugary drinks, and desperate for…

Ghost Recon – Tabletop RPG – UKSF/CT Stats

As you all no doubt know, Ghost Recon has a pen and paper RPG. The rules are really well thought out and are very quick and easy to get a grip with. Attached to this post are stats for UKSF/CT units.

I hope you enjoy them. 

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He ran blindly through the low undergrowth, whimpering through his gasps for breath. Lifting his rifle he twisted slightly and fired blindly over his shoulder, switching from semi-automatic to full-auto, spraying the area behind him.

A root caught his foot and he went sprawling with a cry of fear. Face hitting the ground, he struggled to his feet, wiping at his eyes to clear them of the soft…

Fugitive – Chapter 2 – A Hyper Scape Simon Romee short story

  Simon sighed as he entered the room he’d been appointed. It was, to sum up, spartan. A folding cot on one side, a desk that dropped down from the wall on the other, and a decidedly uncomfortable-looking stool that was bolted into the deck.

Lucky I packed lightly, he thought, shrugging slightly as his sweat-soaked clothing stuck to him. He hadn’t noticed it before, but now that his was…

Simon – A Ubisoft Hyper Scape Short Story

Annoyingly, I wrote the story below before seeing Memory 1.2, which actually explains the Simon Romee back story differently. However, both have a similar them. Hopefully, despite the lore being incorrect, you’ll still enjoy this.

Disappear Simon Romee leaned back in the autocab’s worn faux-leather seat, a bead of perspiration trickling down from his temple.

“Merde, merde, merde,” he whispered as…

Hunter; Hunted – A Ghost Recon Breakpoint Comic

As a member of Ubisoft’s Delta Company, Special Activities Detachment, I’ve been writing short stories set in Tom Clancy’s Ghost Recon Breakpoint.

The Special Activities Detachment is full of other creatives, including artists. I was utter gobsmacked when one of those artists asked if they could take my story Hunter; Hunted and turn it into a comic as part of their art degree.

Naturally, I said…

Mountaindale Press signs me for a new GameLit/LitRPG trilogy

Shaking hands with one of the greatest LitRPG authors in the world

I wrote my first LitRPG back in 2016. Not wanting to use stats too much, I kept them light and the action and character interaction. I went on to rapid release two other books i the series which became known as the Permadeath Series.

Since then, I’ve been working on other projects such as my upcoming urban fantasy Hell Hound,…

Burn Notice – Chapter 5 – Execution – A Tom Clancy’s The Division 2 Short Story

The hike into DC went well, with only a couple of notches, such as a couple who thought they’d try to rob Cloudy when she was on a scouting mission. They were dead before they even had a chance to realise just what a monumental mistake they’d made.

Aside from them, there was a small gang of people having a cookout. When we saw what they were cooking, it took just a few seconds to make sure they’d…

Team Vector: Burn Notice – Chapter 4 – Going Wild – A Tom Clancy’s The Division 2 short story

We stormed into the building, sweeping the room, as our eyes adjusted to the dim light within. There was a cage at the far end, in it was a man stood arms by his sides, trying to look as nonthreatening as possible.

‘Who are you again?’ I asked

‘Max Wilde, an agent of the Strategic Homeland Division. Just like you.’

‘How did you end up here? Cloudy asked

‘Stearns. He was part of my team, Wildcat,…

Team Vector: Burn Notice – Chapter 3 – Control Point – A Tom Clancy’s The Division 2 short story

The rest of the night passed peacefully. We all managed to get some sleep and finished off the meal is started cooking before the last attack. It’s amazing what some good food does for you, your whole body feels good and your mental outlook chant for the better too.

‘How many more miles? I want to kill Stearns for the shit he pulled last night,’ muttered Cloudy as she worked her whetting stone up…

Team Vector: Burn Notice – Chapter 2 – All gassed out – A Tom Clancy’s The Division 2 short story

It took roughly 03 minutes for us to get the gas station to a point where it could be well-defended against anyone wanting to see what all the noise was about. Cee-bee radios still worked, way better than our ISAC network right now, and it was more than possible that one of the civilians could have got out a shout for help.

‘We’ll stake it in turns to sleeps. Zendar and Driffel first, two hours…