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500 | So this is the way the world ends.
No one really noticed the first wave, when Universities across the country reported a pass rate for final exams of roughly 12%. Midterms next semester might have gotten people to notice, except the Universities didn't bother reporting on anything.
The election here in the States sho... |
501 | "I don't really have anything prepared, but that's the way John would have done things, so maybe it's fitting.
I knew John for about four years, and dated him for two or so years, depending on who you ask. In that time I spent with him, he was one of the most fiercely artistic people I ever met. A violent defender of... |
502 | Tessa brushed a lock of cropped ginger hair behind her ear as she slowly made her way up the stairs. Magic Academy... Oh, why had she gone and screwed everything up for herself?! If she hadn't shown her powers she'd still be at home with her family instead of here! She didn't want to be here. She knew what people would... |
503 | "Get rid of them. She's dead now and we both know what can happen."
Coming back from the hospital, this wasn't what Johnny wanted to hear but he knew it was coming.
"I just got back. Give me some time and we'll do it later." Johnny tried to move towards the stairs, but Marrie blocked her.
"Remember Avery down the... |
504 | I lay in the gutter, feeling oily water soak into my trousers to muddle with the piss that was already there.
Paralytic and dying of hypothermia wasn't how I'd planned to go out, but then I guess since I started drinking basics vodka, I hadn't planned much of anything. I'd gone from a productive member of society to ... |
505 | The gentle sunlight sifted through the leaves, splaying patterned shadows across the garden floor - an intricate carpet of red, yellow, and gold. Songbirds flitted from branch to branch, chirping their morning greetings as a fat bee drifted lazily between bright flowerheads. From somewhere in the distance - a gush of w... |
506 | Sometimes a mistake turns out to be awesome. Take the discovery of penicillin for example. Guy lets his petri dish get moldy by accident, which leads to the discovery of penicillin and other antibiotics.
My mistake wasn't as important as the discovery of penicillin, but was just as awesome for me personally. Back in ... |
507 | "You're sure?" Ben said.
Doctor Meredith checked the clipboard. "It says right here. Dead."
"Bummer," Ben said. "So what happens now?"
Doctor Meredith took the pencil from over her ear, scratched her head with it, and glanced back at the polished man in the suit behind her. He whispered into her ear, and she said, "... |
508 | \*Click\* \*Click\*
"Alright," said Jack, "There's five bullets' and six of you. Now, you can either admit what you are or I can kills most of you and have the last one just be the real Maddie. Either way, I am *not* putting up with six of you when I can barely handle one."
"Are you ***MAD***," yelled a *Maddie*, "Y... |
509 | Knight-Errant Artyom Lindt walked quickly through the Zurich Hall of the Knights of the Republic, passing people as they raced to deliver messages and intelligence. An aura of doom hung over the scene despite the usual high morale. Not everyone was pleased with the exarch's announcement.
When Gray Monday hit and eight... |
510 | "Quite clearly false, sir. No, sir, Atlantis has *never* existed, sir. A mirror, sir? Whatever for? ...no, sir, mirrors are *not* used for communication. We have videophones for th- *no*, sir, it is *not* possible to videophone the Atlantean Embassy. Because it doesn't *exist*, sir. ...sir, telephones work with *number... |
511 | I awoke to blinking red lights, that deep red color of the setting sun. Little blinking suns all around me.
I awoke in terror and in pain. I awoke in a fog, barely recalling who I was or where I had come from, finding out later that I had been knocked unconscious and left to die deep in a cave, but the cave had flash ... |
512 | Daphne sniffled again as she snuggled closer to her lover. It had been a painful past few days for her. Her father had recently died, and his funeral was completed just a couple hours earlier. At the moment, all she wanted to do was curl up and cry, and her boyfriend was more than happy to oblige.
She let out a teary ... |
513 | Cain was 6’8”, wore black clothes exclusively, and had numerous piercings on his body. Appearance alone would label him as ‘bad news’, but he also had a reputation for beating the ever-loving daylights out of other students. Last summer he’d picked a fight with an upperclassman in Davis Park. Rumor had it that the adja... |
514 | "I can't believe it." Senator Jones said, pacing around the room. "I can't believe I let you talk me into this."
"But you did." Dr Franco grinned a mischievous grin. Jones winced without thinking.
"Look," Dr Franco said, opening up the newspaper. "It's only been a month, and it's not making headlines anymore. In f... |
515 | "Umm... there's been a mistake."
"A mistake?" God asked.
"Yes!" the man said.
"How so?" God asked, seeming genuinely confused.
"I. Fucking. Hate you." replied the man. The way he punctuated each word left little room for to doubt that he meant it.
"Your Book, killed millions of people. Hurt, subjugated and enslaved m... |
516 | Ra, the great Sun god of Egypt surveyed his dominion from his golden solar boat.
He appeared worried and haggard despite his radiance and was particularly looking at a specific region on earth just above his beloved Egypt. What he saw did not please him.
Aphophis, his great serpent nemesis and brother was finally def... |
517 | "What the hell?" I thought to myself. "There's nobody here." This time I spoke out loud. I was normally woken up by the knock at my door signifying breakfast. Today, there was no knowck. In fact, when I woke up, the door was open. I had been in solitary confinement for 5 months, 3 weeks, and 2 days. Silence was common ... |
518 | Her eyes were like two moldy apples: dull-green and rotten to the core. Her hair sat on her head in a trembling auburn bun, as if anxiously waiting for a bus to take it far away from this mess. Looking back, if it had had a spare ticket, I might have taken it.
"What did you do with the dough, Miss Berkley?"
It took h... |
519 | Over the past centuries, I have been made the butt of the joke at the Seven Heavens. Old Age Deaths, Brutal Deaths, Honorable Deaths, Sickness Deaths, and many other "meaningful" Deaths have made fun of the way my humans die. It was not by choice you know! I did not wake up one day and decide to be the joker of deaths.... |
520 | Gary looked around. He was certain of it. It was a sneeze. There is no he misheard something like that. He quickly ran to a nearby police car, opened the car and pulled out the gun. Lucky.
"Come out!" Gary shouted, aiming where he heard sneeze last time. Gary was a rather young one, barely finished high school. Instea... |
521 | "I never thought my heroes would actually need to restrain themselves on purpose", I said to myself as I waved my hand over the sand. Water pooled in the ground and seemingly came into existence by itself. Condensing the moisture in the air and forming liquid water used to be a novelty. I remember the praise and compli... |
522 | We didn’t know what we were doing when we discovered magic. A millennia of steady application of the scientific method combined with a rogue AI that normally only ever managed the archive of our species’ history, and things had finally come full circle for us. We, or rather they, bridged the possible with the impossibl... |
523 | I sat in the deep, dark recesses of the world. The cracks, crypts, and caverns where others dared not go. It was in this silence that I thrived. This new world had not been kind to me. Most of my worshippers had died or abandoned me long ago. Only one shrine remained, a pathetic excuse for a temple, a place for lost so... |
524 | "Sharon, I'm ready for him now," James Hunter said into the intercom at his desk. James was in charge of covert field operatives in the CIA. He was a no-nonsense boss, and he was accompanied by his right hand man, Louis Richards. They had glanced at their best operatives' latest field report and were here to debrief... |
525 | I had only one minute of super intelligence left. Then I would be facing an arch nemesis with the same power while I... who knew what my next power would be? I might become the slowest man alive pitted against the smartest for an entire hour! This would not be good.
"And that's when the sharks bite. You'll know when t... |
526 | "That piece doesn't go there." I said.
"Yes it does!" He insisted.
"Oh it does, does it?" I asked.
"Yeah, because he's a super powerful sith pawn. He has extra powers." He said, scooting his pawn across the square. "Pshk! Pshk! Kaboo!" My white pawn toppled over to make way for his black pawn.
"Well what about m... |
527 | "Wait." I begin pacing. "This means that... none of us want to hurt any of them..."
"But it's our job to stop them!" our ranger exclaims.
"I know" the mage states. "My lover and I were planning to take the rest of his team out so we could be together!"
"Heh, mine and I were just gonna run away" the rogue chimes.
"A... |
528 | John crouched behind the bushes, not even allowing the eerie moonlight to touch the top of his head. His eyes were wild, rapidly scanning the dim path up and down. Then he saw them. A man and a woman approached.
John's heart beat quickly. He was offered a pretty penny to complete the difficult operation. Most of his c... |
529 | "You know what I mean?" said Zefania, his long horns curving around his head and neck like medusa's serpent hair.
Belial gripped her long cigarette, taking a deep drawl from the polished wood. She nodded, in the most non-committal way possible. It was the nod of ineffable wisdom, carried over from the time when they w... |
530 | The ticker tape parade lasted for hours, innumerable crowds cheering and throwing confetti. And frankly I was stumped. I wasn't a bad person, but I wasn't particularly good either, I had some hope of going to heaven, but more realistically I would be looking at purgatory or maybe first circle of hell. I have done nothi... |
531 | Part 1.
The castle gates were closed. Tattered red and green flags, the colours of the elven empire, hang limp from the flagpoles either side of the door.
Percival knocks heavily three times.
A high pitched shrill voice calls from above.
“Who goes there?!”
“It is I, Percival, a Human, spawned from the forest west o... |
532 | For some reason, when girls are watching, guys act stupid. They want to showoff, flex their muscles, and throw their weight around. Normally, I didn't have to worry about that, thanks to an older brother who could literally throw the weight of a charging, raging bull at anyone who tried to mess with me. But today was f... |
533 | I had never imagined that two agents, dressed neatly in black, had been watching me this whole time through the camera in my phone.
I typed in more code into my laptop, producing a live feed of them watching me. They must have realized (they were tracking my screen), when one of them jolted and said, "Oh shit. He know... |
534 | I yawned, blinking the sleep from my eyes. The sun was still an hour away from rising, but I was willing to risk the dangers of going out at night to not be noticed by my superiors.
“Morning, Chuck,” I said cordially as I approached the bunker’s equipment room. “Mind if I borrow you for a minute?”
Chuck squinted at m... |
535 | The Judge stared at me, mouth agape.
“Mister Smith, you’re trying to convince The Court that, in the two-hundred-fifty-plus years since our country’s founding, and the laws and legal precedents set therein…that you want to upend this in favor of sentencing the person holding the weapon…*and not the weapon itself!?*” ... |
536 | Greeting, readers. I was born as Theodore “Theo” Lambertson. I am writing this along with my partner Rhea as an introduction to this training manual to share with you a bit of my story.
To start, I am not originally from this world. I was killed back in my homeworld in what was called a school shooting. Despite my be... |
537 | "Wake up! We found something..." It was Ariana's voice. "Go Away!" I grunted.
"Wake Up!" she said as she poked me and I came back to my senses.
Turns out I passed out on the excavation site. She was still poking me. I said "Stop! I am awake. What happened?"
"We found an artifact, presumably another from the IKEA er... |
538 | My name is Sarah and I'm five and three quarters. Before the no-no people I lived in a house with my mommy and daddy and my big brother Charlie and the city where the house was was called Washington and I had pink sheets on my bed and different toys.
Then the no-no people came and we had to say bye bye to our house... |
539 | "What do you mean flying is illegal?"
"Single-person, unrestricted flying, sir. It applies to all types, including but not restricted to hoverboards, jetpacks, giant balloons, drones..."
"Got it."
If my smile is more teeth than warmth, it doesn't affect him.
****
"Sir, please take out your hellbeast companion."
... |
540 | You know the loud palpitations every time you see the person you love, or the shaky smile and voice every time you see him, or the heartache that feels so good and bad every time you miss him?
I never thought it'll happen with Michael. He's an amazing person sure, but I never really thought of him... *that way*. We've... |
541 | Millions died in the first quakes. Some were crushed beneath collapsing buildings, others fell into fissures that opened in the earth, some simply fell off the sides. All at once, all over the world, the tectonic plates rose up. Higher and higher they rose, until they towered over the oceans. Then they began their long... |
542 | (Not my best work, but I just wanted to pound this out for fun.)
"Would you like to go out this weekend?” Not exactly words one expects to hear from the creature in the middle of burning one’s house to the ground. Nor words one expects to hear in a near perfect Irish accent from a giant fire-breathing lizard that c... |
543 | "Get down from there, ya old geezer!", Timmy yelled. "You're going to hurt yourself!"
"Ready for departure, Captain!", old man Hank yelled disregarded Timmy's warning. The old kook was known around town as the resident loony, always up to some weird shenanigans.
One time he built a raft out of Styrofoam he found by t... |
544 | To start with, great graphics! You can see blades of grass, leaves on trees, the color of other player's eyes. The controls are good, but hard to master at first. The weapon choice is very historically accurate, from clubs and spears, to spear-throwers and bows. The campaign gameplay lacks much of a storyline, but it ... |
545 | Wanted.
i never thought that id truly have to pay for the murders i committed those few lives ago. i told them not to try and sound the alarm. what was i supposed to do? let the cops catch me? never. but they did and now I'm serving one life sentence for every person i killed that early September day. all 11 of them. ... |
546 | Even after decades spent teaching hundreds of students in the lecture theaters of Harvard’s Memorial Hall, Professor Samuel Higgins couldn’t help but feel nervous as pushed through the doors to the conference room.
He had immediately rushed the airport and booked a flight to Houston after receiving a hastily drafted e... |
547 | It came with a set of instructions and a note. The instructions were in a large booklet complete with diagrams, nicely bound and laminated, and written in twenty two different languages. The note was handwritten and damaged by water and wear. All it said was "Be Careful".
I thought it was some kind of stupid joke... |
548 | "I *did* realize that I was the second coming of Christ" I told Father. "I also realized that you were *wrong*".
That was certainly not something I would have dared to say for most of my life. But, decades of wasted efforts have left me bitter and hateful.
" You told me that humans were born of sin. That they all thr... |
549 | "A river of pussy", the devil says, smiling through a set of perfectly white, bright teeth.
"A river of pussy…" I repeat to myself, thoughtful.
"Well, not literally… I mean, it *can* be literally, if you want, but –"
"I don't want a literal river of pussy."
"Good. Good. Then we have a deal?"
"And the money?" I as... |
550 | “Look, you can’t walk around Grand Central like that. Your disguise is not convincing at all,” said the man he’d sat next to on the bus.
Hiro gulped, glancing up from scrolling through the three-dozen pictures of Times Square on his phone. “Eh … to … Sorry?”
The stranger, who’d been pretending to nap against the bus ... |
551 | We didn't know how much Grandpa Nathanael was worth. Nobody did, except perhaps his tight-lipped lawyers and accountants. The rest of us figured the man was all-but-penniless.
Grandpa Nathanael had always lived austerely. He had raised his kids in a small house that was furnished with only the basics. When he and my g... |
552 | It took a long time, but after years of slow chemical thrusters dragging mankind across the solar system, finally, Faster Than Light Engines were invented. Finally, humanity could leave their system of birth, and explore the stars, like we'd always wanted to. There was just one problem. The engine wasn't scientifically... |
553 | “This isn’t going to work.”
“Shut up will you.” I say as I make my way up the ladder.
“Seriously. I’m telling you.” Death said floating up on my right.
“Bugger off.” I wave my arm out trying to shoo him away, but he floats back a bit avoiding my grasp.
I climb higher and higher until I reach the end of the first lad... |
554 | Maria dropped the grey packets onto the table. “The price of joy has gone up again.”
“Okay,” Peter replied without complaint. They could not have afforded any at the old price anyway. Only the rich bought Joy^tm, in its light, yellow box. He turned over the familiar grey instead. Patience^tm. The contentment pill. The... |
555 | The village children would often shout Stankey Stanley and throw conkers at Stanley, but only because Paladin Ayers had encouraged it. Hell, he’d even suggested the nickname.
Stanley had tried to take it all in good humour, because he didn’t want a lecture from Ayers or worse, a “time out” in the stables, but he dread... |
556 | A gunshot rang loudly disturbing the quiet dark forest. Rustling of dry leaves, broken stepped twigs-- the frantic woman ran for dear life as her gun-wielding maniac boyfriend shouted her name in anger. A predator to his prey, in his madness the man had turned into a monster. The murderous maniac gave chase to the frig... |
557 | There it was, like the bright red numbers of an alarm clock, standing out in a darkened room. 25/01/15. The twenty-fifth of January, 2015. Nearly 11 years ago now.
What had started as a typical Tuesday now seemed anything but. I stared at the digital numbers in my reflection. For years now I had seen them in the eyes ... |
558 | I expected fire. I expected pain. For the oil to roast my arm and fry my skin, then, as it had done the others, for my suffering to kill me. The court would gossip before my body turned cold. "Even his son was not worthy. I knew him to be a heathen all along." The members of the court would speak all day, but ask them ... |
559 | I was awoken by a sharp jabbing of my arm. I opened my eyes to see a small triangular orange shape hovering in front of my face.
"What is it this time, general?" I grunted, eyes still blurry and disoriented.
The form zipped towards the window, trembling excitedly at the prospect of whatever it wanted to show me. Wit... |
560 | If he was hitting on her, he was going about it all wrong.
Or better yet, Isla thought, he didn’t need to be doing this shit at all. There was a point where the congenital superiority of Parathi crossed the line from barely tolerable to completely infuriating, and Professor Eristeed had jumped across it as only a quad... |
561 | The seconds creep by, ever so slowly. I'm not sure how long it's been, but I do know my immediate surroundings. Cold, hard stone. A single light flickers, casting a faint harsh light across us. The words "one of you knows why" sloppily carved into the ceiling. A thick iron door in one wall that didn't look like it woul... |
562 | "Well you see, it is all about getting the mix right." the two men down the bar table nodded their heads in agreement with the first.
"Aye cheers to that. You start messing with the mix and the coke doesn't come out right. Ruin the whole batch" the words were once again met with nods of agreement at the bar. Lesser s... |
563 | Mr. Jacobsen was a slender man. Not *the* slender man, mind you; if you tried to make this comparison to Mr. Jacobsen, he would consequently insist you call him "Svelte Man" from then on. Make no mistake, though: he wouldn't do this in a sarcastic manner. No sardonic tone. He would say this with a poorly folded mix of ... |
564 | Throughout my youthful years, I had always believed that monetary value was the only thing that net worth was calculated by. An amalgamation of assets, liquid capital, and property.
But today I question it all.
He was in shambles. His clothes were beaten and torn. He had no shoes, his beard reached his knees, and he ... |
565 | Thursday nights were for happy hour. Usually, I'd let loose, order a couple drinks, and hang out with the girls, you know? Sometimes, I'd go a little too hard and wake up the next morning with no memory of what shenanigans I'd gotten up to the night before. But really, it was par for the course. What college freshman h... |
566 | Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. I was getting sick of the heart monitor. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
My first week here, the monitor was the bane of my dull existence. I couldn't tune it out, no matter how hard I tried to ignore it. The beeping was constantly there, a constant reminder that yes, my tired old heart was still beati... |
567 | Oh for fucks sake. The alien police, just what I didn't want to be dealing with.
​
My day had started off fine. Pissed some people off, wondered if pissing so many people off would ever backfire, and then pissing so many people off backfired. It was a basic abduction. A spinning piece of metal flew above ... |
568 | Death has taught me a lot about parenting. A lot that I wish I knew back when I was still alive raising Rebecca. I was always so careful! I always had one eye on her, making sure she didn't choke on anything, or run through the rain and catch a cold, or fall down and get scrapes. I realize now that I was one of those h... |
569 | You are known almost universally as the Unchosen one. Fancy tirle for a less than glamorous position.
At first, you were ambivelent about the thing. So what if everyone else has powers? I have my life!
That attitude got you branded a jealous brat, strangely. Society is weird, it may be a crazy, magical, technologica... |
570 | The first time, and the second, and the third, the trip had felt wrong. The company seemed too austere, the destination strange and foreboding, the ship too cramped. Claustrophobia is common for our kind, said to be a remnant of our past as grazing herbivores; cramped quarters and limited visibility are a poor substitu... |
571 | Avery walked confidently beside her boss to her new office, basking in the envy of all of the other employees around her. Her meteoric rise through the company surpassed everyone's expectations except her own. Avery chose her life of work as soon as she began manifesting the ability to know the death-date of any pers... |
572 | I didn't know if I was special, or lucky, or blessed, just that I was alive. Not only was I alive, to the best of my knowledge, everyone else was as well. It was lonely, but that was what I was used to, living alone in my small Ikea apartment, my hobby being ham radio, talking with other nerds across the world until th... |
573 | "Good morning Doug! How was breakfast today?" I say to my neighbor as I head to my car.
"Its was jolly good! Thanks for asking Frank! Headed to work?" He asks in his usual manner.
"Oh you know it. The boss asked me to audit the accounts for one of our big clients. If you dont see me tonight dont wait up!" I jokingly... |
574 | "You want me to do what?" I set my coffee down, starting across the table at my captain in surprise.
"It's a special assignment. Straight from HQ." He grimaced, moving his right shoulder back first as he leaned back. He was stressed.
"Why me, sir?" His eyes flicked towards the door. He was expecting someone. A glan... |
575 | > "Missus Sharp is there any reason why there is a *dog* wandering around my laboratory?" Mister Sharp wryly commented.
>
> "Yes Mike, there is a reason because **someone** unhinged half our doors" came the sharp response with a smirk. Confidently holding herself and a clipboard, she stopped and stared toward... |
576 | Vilhelm stretched on the heavily padded bed as the page brought him breakfast. Thanking the boy with a smile he set about feasting on the sausages and eggs prepared for him and that new hot drink they imported from the south. He gives a little shudder as the bitter drink flows down his throat. But soon enough its effec... |
577 | Dave was a ball of contaminated meat packed into human skin. What a sad sack of a man. Whenever people would ask me why I hated the guy, I would list off a new story, I could never run out of reasons to hate the man, he was just the worst. Whether it was from the way he would smack you across the back when you weren’t ... |
578 | "I suppose your patience with me is to be appreciated, PRICE," I grinned, gesturing at the customers berating cashiers and dads arguing over dwindling game consoles.
DO NOT BUY AT RETAIL PRICE offered no response. His cane's clatter would have to suffice, a step behind mine, as always. I'd found it mildly patronizing... |
579 | "It's down there," said the owner, tapping the door to the cellar.
She was scared. He knew it and she knew that he knew. But one had to keep up appearances this far out. Otherwise no one would get anything done.
"Anyone else been down there since he turned?" He reached for the gun at his hip, checking on the shells h... |
580 | I thought I had a plan for this. I'm a prepper, I've got a plan for everything. Nuclear blast? I've got a plan. Widespread rioting and popular uprising? I've got a plan. Alien invasion? Planned out. Zombie apocalypse? Dude, I've got at least six plans for that. Hell, if any other virus, or war, or whatever sort of Arma... |
581 | I never in a million years thought that my knack for blending in would be the reason for the 5 guns pointed in my face right now. I have lead a totally unremarkable life up until this point. Growing up, I was the wallflower no one ever noticed. Pale skin, light brown mousy hair, grey eyes. It couldn’t have been more fi... |
582 | "I already have a trip to Mars planned, what else do you guys want?" Elon said, looking down the table at the broad assortment of executives and politicians.
"I want an inground pool, my own McDonald's, and a golf course, on Mars." Said Trump, getting up and marching down toward Elon at the head of the table.
"Sit... |
583 | "I'm sorry, who are you? Where am I? Why am I here?"
I move up from my seat. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I was afraid that my wrists would be cuffed or something, but they weren't. But I was in some sort of gown or bathrobe. Naked underneath.
"And what happened to my clothes?"
The knight did not take off his ... |
584 | She eats alone every day, but it's not my responsibility to help her.
"You could at least pay for her meal," Angel says.
I cut my chicken and shove a slice in my mouth. It's like dry wood and cardboard, with a smidge of tomato sauce.
The old lady at the other end of the diner does the same with her steak. She lic... |
585 | Private Barnet leaned back in his chair in surprise. His eyes wide, he scanned over his screen again. The private message from some unknown redditor glared at him in black letters on his monitor.
“I see that you don’t get the hints. We’re coming for you.” The message read.
Beads of sweat started to pool on Barnet’s ... |
586 | I rubbed my tongue against the roof of my mouth, trying to rid the metallic aftertaste you get after time warping. It was like gunpowder but fizzy. The dizziness you get used to when you've had to retake Practical Anachronism 102, but this taste. Ugh. I wiggle my warp driver's screen to lose the afternoon sun's glare. ... |
587 | The only sound in the room was the whirr of the old air-conditioner, struggling to cool and keep the tropical weather out. A tomcat lay in the corner, snoring away in good kitty land. The only source of light in the room was from the computer screen, illuminating a poorly maintained room. There were clothes strewn ever... |
588 | "This is a bad idea."
With a slight shake of his head, Steph disagreed. "A woman alone," he muttered into his ale, "and a purse that large- we'd be fools *not* to take this chance."
The Globe and Anchor could not, by any stretch, be considered Bellport's finest inn or shop; generally speaking, it couldn't even pass ... |
589 | The more short-lived a species is, the slower time passes to them. What is a brief moment for a human is an eternity to a dragonfly. Einstein was right when he wrote about the relativity of time, but even he did not get what this means if thought all the way to its conclusion. Time is not only relative to the observer ... |
590 | “Hello, you must be Lilith, please have a seat.” The interviewer smiled at the young looking girl.
“Thank you.” Lilith sat down. She was extremely pale, her red eyes almost glowing with confidence.
“The weather must be dreadful,” the interviewer commented, flipping through her files.
“I actually rather like the r... |
591 | Jarek walked among the corpses and a frown threatened to split his face. There were no gashes, slices, or missing limbs, just a look of slow horror that had burned its way onto the faces of the dead. Those with open eyes stared at him silently as if in their silent watch they could sense he was not human.
He had las... |
592 | A single bead of sweat dribble's down Jack's face as he watches himself through the eyes of the person hiding in his closet. The television is still set to channel 5 news, as descriptions of the mad serial killer loose in the area are repeated over and over by the evening news anchor. He had planned to help out the pol... |
593 | A man who can see, and tries to tell a blind person what color is, shall fail. For the one who is blind simply cannot imagine light without sight. The man may use metaphors, he may try his hardest, but his efforts shall fail in the end for the one who is blind.
The opposite is true when it comes to boggarts.
Every wi... |
594 | The warden walked backwards into the classroom as he ended the conversation that made him late. He wore disheveled hair, a gruff beard, and a jumpsuit. He looked fearsome, trembling with sweaty palms. I attributed it to fear of public speaking. As a glossophobe myself, I knew it when I saw it.
As he turned to face th... |
595 | "Alright now put the ketchup on the banana and put it down your pants"
The older gentleman sighed, doing as requested, "Healer Johansen is this really required? So many steps to this ritual..." The old man started muttering to himself, squirming at the sensation of the ketchup and fruit in his pants. "Of course my de... |
596 | A plains, next to a forest.
A paladin takes off his helmet, and then changes his mind, when he hears a sound.
*"Eeeh... What's up, Ser?"*
"If you must know, Ser rodent, I am establishing a camp so I may rest and reattune my spirit with that of Bahamut, my Lord."
*"Ah, a churchy type. I shoulda figured. Say, you ain... |
597 | A normal assassin would have searched for alternatives. A normal assassin would have been tempted by the window of opportunity afforded by Bruce Wayne's ritual of spending 5 minutes alone on his penthouse balcony every evening, but a normal assassin would also have been put off by the fifty preceding floors of burly gu... |
598 | Gods of the universe never learn.
I chuckled to myself, leaning back in my chair. They each stared at me, each one of their divine eyes burning into my soul. I felt the pain, but I didn't wince, I just let them stare for as long as they liked.
My gaze flicked smoothly across space, catching the fleeting glints of lig... |
599 | What would you do with eternity?
Think about it.
No, really.
What would you do if you could go anywhere, do anything? Never aging, never hurtin'?
There is, of course, a catch.
You'd have to die first.
Now, my dear, death has many flavors. The nature of your life, how you die, all add a certain *je ne sais quoi* t... |
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