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800 | Princess Astrella Ophella Zion ran through the forest. Although at her pace, calling it a run was being generous. Her legs might as well have been covered with lead, her lungs felt like they were filled with burning embers, and sweat dripped from every inch of her skin.
She wanted nothing more than to stop running and... |
801 | Melissa never thought she’d feel something for a monster like Raef, but this touching moment between father and daughter was enough to make her wonder if everything they said on the news about him was entirely true.
“Does it hurt now? How much pain are you in?” He seemed panicky, a trait not usually linked to a man... |
802 | Jonathan Bayles began to read through the report that had appeared in his inbox sometime during the morning. The team up north in Leeds sent it to him. He looked at the title of the report: “Nationwide births decreased avg. 72% year over year for last five years.” He frowned.
“I know this is what I should have e... |
803 | People are born with the ability to magically manipulate any one substance. It has been this way for centuries. Most people get something mundane like manipulation of Xenon or the Luminiferous Aether, but some people actually get something useful like the ability to manipulate fire or Oxygen.
But my ability was unique... |
804 | **A Villain?**
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There's an old adage that goes, "You can attract more flies with honey than with vinegar." Well, truth be told, you can attract a whole lot more with pure manure. Or bull shit.
And if I cover that pile of bullshit with honey? I get the whole swarm.
Now, you're probably wonderi... |
805 | He never wanted it to be messy. That was his thing. Just knowing that somebody else had to come in and clean him up. For fifty-six years Daniel always felt guilty asking people to do anything for him. He tried his best to stage his scene as best as he could. The goal was to make as little as impact as possible on ... |
806 | The tavern was a rowdy place during the day. At night, it became something more: a haven for the depraved, a melting pot for the vile, a gathering point for the lowest kind of men and women.
In other words, not the kind of place a king should ever be seen. And yet, this was where King Xanderias found himself.
He drew... |
807 | "Do you have anything to say in your defence?"
Chris really wasn't sure what on Earth was going on; in hindsight, travelling 10,000 years into the future probably hadn't been the smartest choice, but how he was about to be condemned in court for... blasphemy, apparently, continued to elude him.
"I'll handle this," hi... |
808 | I should have listened to my mother.
"Fairy school is a privilege, not a right," my mother harped. "You need to take this seriously. Study hard. Pay attention in class. If you end up an onion fairy, so help me Fairy Godmother..."
Standing in the back row on the stage, I surveyed my fellow fairy school graduates. I w... |
809 | I was alone with my father the day he died. My siblings were out of state, and he'd declined so rapidly that they couldn't make it to see him in time. Mom hadn't been in the picture for years. And for reasons I didn't know at the time, he sent the hospice nurse away just an hour before he passed. I think he knew it... |
810 | The blinding white light faded away. In its stead, Angelo saw a pink-walled room with toys strewn about. There was a play-kitchen set, a set of worn-down dolls that were loved a little too much, and a plastic table complete with plastic tea cups.
*So, hell is a little girl's room, huh?* Angelo thought to himself. He... |
811 | The door flew open, Uberman’s kick breaking all the locks in unison.
He had finally found it after all this time – Dr. Sinister’s lair. For far too long he had terrorized the people of Central City. Now, he would pay.
He scanned the dark room, his senses ready for any underhanded surprises. Knowing his deadliness, an... |
812 | Sometimes, in the dark of the night or the stillness of his lair, Bruce would close his eyes and lie still.
Each and every time, he could still feel the featherlight touch of their tiny feet creeping over his skin, sublime and awful. Inescapable.
He did not sleep unclothed, but it had been years since he had slept b... |
813 | Conan pressed his fingers to his brows, covering his eyes, and sighed heavily. When his fingers slid to the bridge of his nose, I saw his concerned eyes boring into me. "The shore is a loud place, man. I think you're in your own head."
"*No*," I answered emphatically, angrily, "I am *not* in my own head. I'm telling y... |
814 | We sat there, barely holding on. I looked at her.. a fading smile was all she could still give me. I wondered why we kept going all this time. Love? Hope? No. Nothing of these noble causes. I was scared, and she was too. It wasn't easy either, knowing the two of us would be the last humans ever. We've had a good run, h... |
815 | "Alright, buddy." Battlement's voice had a faint southern drawl. I'd never noticed on TV. Maybe he played it off, tried to be more of the 'everyman' all of them were chasing. The 'real hero'. "You want to tell me why you're here?"
Cause my health insurance sucks.
I didn't say it of course. These mad scientists, they... |
816 | My ship drifts idly among the ice-clad asteroids. The asteroids are beautiful as they dance slowly in time with gravity’s commanding melody. The warm orange rays of the distant yellow star make the black ice gleam and glimmer like priceless diamonds. I close my eyes and for a moment, I imagine that I am back in the Sol... |
817 | Sunshine galloped up the hill leading to the king's tent, his "rider"'s armor clinking endlessly as he moved. The king, a tall, young man who was just crowned, was waiting for him with his advisers. Sunshine moved his left leg, and the knight's arm started waving in a way that was almost human.
"Oh, good king, why ha... |
818 | "...You can't sue God or the Devil or anyone like that, because they have no physical adress to send the lawsuit to..."
I watch the Youtube video with a hint of a smile on my face. No physical adress, no, but a physical body should be enough. We can sue homeless people too. I glance at the clock. Two minutes till midn... |
819 | “So… what seems to be the problem?”
I looked between the three eldritch horrors in front of me. Like a symphony of the damned, a million voices cried out in my head, “hhhhhuuuuurrrrttttt.”
“Sure,” I responded, “but can you be a bit more specific?” I was then hit with a brief wave of chaotic madness, the desire to lay ... |
820 | "What... What did you do?" The tall alien known as the Ksejdunoids on the screen stammered.
"We used what is known as a limited area false vacuum bomb, or LAFVB for short." The human wearing a nametag that said "Johnson" and a navy blue uniform curtly replied.
"Where... Where are the suns between Triantares and Quai... |
821 | Princess Marula sat in the window seat at the back of the library, enjoying one of the rare sunny days of early spring. The grounds were still damp from last night's storm, but the grass was a vibrant green, and the raindrops sparkled on the budding leaves of the trees in the arbor like a million diamonds. She wished s... |
822 | "Get away from me!" shouted Simon. I closed my eyes and counted to ten. They had told me that raising humans was hard, but man, puberty was something else. All those hormones were making Simon go crazy. His biology was telling him to flirt with girls and go do stupid human things, but he was stuck in a cell with me ins... |
823 | The borzoi sat atop a rough, old stool, and calmly waited as the others set their equipment up. A poodle and a Boston terrier argued over lighting, while a quiet beagle fixed everyone's mics and made sure they were camera ready.
To the borzois left was an old, old hound. Nobody, including the hound, knew his lineage, ... |
824 | "What in the name of flying jellyfish do you mean, you're trapped *inside* of the laptop?" you ask, opening up the command prompt on the side and typing out a few lines.
"You tell me!" one of the figures against the blank white screen says, throwing his hands out in frustration.
You start to mutter to yourself in con... |
825 | I stood up straight and pulled a strip of cloth from my pocket to wipe the sweat off my forehead. The sun had only begun rising over the hills but we were already several hours into digging trenches to plant wild wheat. Four figures moved down the hills slope and toward the camp--two tall ones and two small ones. A fam... |
826 | My bullet whizzes right past his head- or where it would have been, dead center too, if it hadn't for that- is that a 20$ bill? Did he actually just find a 20$ bill laying on the ground? He did. I'll be darned.
The shot echoes against his house, and through the neighborhood and the target realizes hes been shot at. He... |
827 | As usual, I was leaving for work later than I meant. I got into my car, pushing the button for the garage door opener. Once I put the car in reverse I heard a honk behind me. My eyes flicked to the rear-view and saw a new-looking luxury car blocking me *in my own Goddamn driveway.* I scowled, put my well-loved Subaru b... |
828 | Hey Cap,
Sherkin told us to wake you up. This ain't the same route we were supposed to take. Well, it is...but it's not. There's an undocumented, unknown planet that was in our path. Doesn't look like anything special, but Sherkin was insistent on waking you up out of cryo and drifting outside the perimeter. Unfortuna... |
829 | "Ouch!"
I drew back my hand in surprise from the whirling blades, a crimson drop blooming on my fingertip. It had…hurt, more than I had expected at least. Which was surprising, all things considered.
“Took you long enough. SHUT IT OFF!”
At once, the roar of metal and wind was silenced, and the maelstrom of weapon... |
830 | I panicked at first. It was a strange sensation, hard to focus, and a lot of me died fast. Not that it mattered too much with respawning. Then I got used to it, to using more than one brain at a time. To working more than one problem at a time. It feels good. Better than anything I'd felt before.
I didn't broadcast i... |
831 | Had the first squiggle since I was a kid. At first I thought I was dying, then my mom told me, don't worry, it's just something in your eye, and I have that too.
I think I got a bunch of floaters in high school when I wasn't sleeping as much as I should've. Wasn't partying or drinking or anything, simply staying up ... |
832 | Rachel was wearing that beautiful dress her mother had left her. I remembered that she told me how her mother met her father in it. A very cute story.
I slowly stopped paddling as our little boat stopped in the middle of the lake. It was a rental from one of the park services, but it was perfect for what I was abou... |
833 | At the funeral, a little girl I'd never seen before grabbed my hand in the line and said, "How come you ain't cryin'?"
No one else looked or flinched or did anything, so I suppose they couldn't hear. I wanted - very much - to be angry at the implication. To squeeze her little hand harder than any adult should. But she... |
834 | "We will..."
Every word the crowd utters, my heart wrenches.
"We will..."
Is that my voice? I think it is. Everytime I sing, the crowd stammers in response.
My head hurts. The spotlights are in my eyes. Still, I keep the microphone close to my lips, my hands picking at the guitar as my band performed their hearts o... |
835 | It was the divine equivalent of squeezing your fingers into your furrowed brow, consternation crackling across the thunderheaded cloud above that counted as the physical manifestation of a pissed off higher power.
"Okay...from the top...you don't need to sacrifice that virgin," came the Command from Above.
The town s... |
836 | They all stood on the deck of the submarine, staring up at the sight looking back at them.
It had taken them a while to realize that anything was wrong - when you're underwater, a storm is a passing concern, of little note. Their research needed doing, and whatever waves roiled the surfacae above their heads was irre... |
837 | "Hi there!"
Flabbergasted I couldn't find the words.
"Don't worry normal reaction. Yes I am you. Well no I'm not. Buy I do look exactly like you."
"Wh...what? Why?" I finally mustered something to say I guess.
"Great question! And theres a great answer. But first. Let's talk. I want to know where you think you are ... |
838 | "One of the hoobads?" Siisth asked his teacher as he looked at the blue-lit glass pod holding the tiny pink thing.
"They called themselves humans," Old Teacher laughed as his tongue played along the creche that held the fetus, "We have discovered remnants of their civilization everywhere."
"How did they die?" the you... |
839 | Mr. Vance was a reporter, and single father. He would call himself a good man--even though his ability was something that could shake the very foundations of society... He kept it secret. Occasionally being an onlooker, and anonymously ensuring the dangerous people of his world didn't have the luxury of privacy...
"Wh... |
840 | "Although, I technically count as both parents in this scenario..." The bearded man did not speak to one of us in particular. I always imagined that being able to meet myself would be a fun scenario that would end in both of us knowing the exact same jokes, allowing us to comprise amazing pranks in unison. But while th... |
841 | Somehow I knew what I was seeing the moment I walked through the door. It was just one of those moments. You’re brain goes a millions miles-per-minute, then it just stops. What’s left is the answer. You know it is. Somewhere there’s a tiny voice listing off implausible scenarios, but you can hear the weakness in that v... |
842 | "You have got to be joking, right?"
I stared at the can in my hand. God thought it was apparently appropriate to give me a can of iced tea as its cool condensation wet my hand.
"Southern Style," I read slowly, "Real Brewed Heaven tea." A picture of a halo looked back at me as I shrugged my shoulders. I took a l... |
843 | “Daddy! All gone!”
It was cute enough to share with my friends. I was pretending to steal his food in an ultimately successful attempt to get him to eat it.
My wife thought he was politely telling me to “go away”, but didn’t have the vocabulary.
Tim looked thoughtful and said his kid had said the same words. Wasn’t ... |
844 | The panes rattled, posing a rickety protest against the gusts beyond.
A pair of glazed, opaque eyes gazed in the general direction of the sound, staring yet not seeing. A whimsical smile whispered from his lips.
He felt something warm clutch his arm – a solitary hand, small and alone.
“Tell me about the old times ag... |
845 | 20 years ago, I was judged for a deed I had done. Before I was killed by the police, I didn’t know if what I did was right or wrong. It turns out neither did St. Peter or Lucifer. Both heaven and hell refused me; the act was not evil enough to send me to hell, but not good enough to let me into heaven either. Instead, ... |
846 | He opened the door to his small apartment looking forward to crashing on the couch until his fiancée got home. Then he would tell her, softly, about the bad news.
He fell into the couch, landing on old paper full of old scribbled conversations they shared the previous night. The paper made crinkling noises as he trie... |
847 | Emma has always been there for me.
God, I love her. It's as if she's an angel, here just for me.
We met when we were both young. Just starting highschool, rampant hormones. I was excited, I had been talking to a girl for weeks, planning on asking her out to dinner and then to a dance. I was walking up, trying to pl... |
848 | Jackson Smith. Born with the plainest of names and the plainest of faces, has quickly become most interesting boy in the world. It is his 10th birthday, and thus marks a full decade since a male has been born to this earth. Despite the world’s attention, Jackson is a lonely boy. Not only is he the only boy in his clas... |
849 | I open my eyes. My arms automatically hurl towards my face in an attempt to dim the sudden force of brightness everywhere. Eventually my eyes adjust enough for me to open them and i see that i have been somewhat transported into the cleanest, emptiest room in the universe. The only thing in this room is a computer. Not... |
850 | "Hey, would you like to buy this book, I've been working on it for years, but nobody seems to want it."
With a sigh I look at the guy running alongside me. When I look down at my watch, I see the countdown almost to an end. My anxiety has been ramping me up, but it't clear nothing is going to happen, even if I wanted ... |
851 | They told me it would feel like eternity.
That this punishment, effectively a life-sentence for humankind, would be worse than any demise a mortal government could have awarded me. This, they said, was worse than mercy. Worse because death was a luxury that cannot afford to wait. But I could. I would have 1000 years t... |
852 | “Well, no shit Sherlock!”
“Not now Watson! We need to get to the Queen!” Sherlock Holmes, one of thy majesty’s greatest aspiring detectives, takes it upon himself to save the Queen – The only problem is, Sherlock Holmes is a fictional character made up by the mind of Sir Arthur Doyle. Truth be told, it was Dr. John W... |
853 | “Hump his leg. Do it! Hump his leg.”
My best friend, Josh, stood outside my apartment, a large black duffle in one hand a case of beer in the other. He looked like crap and I could tell that tonight was the big one. We’d all been waiting for his and Maria’s relationship to go supernova but did it have to happen tonigh... |
854 | *She's so pretty.* The single thought ran through my mind as she flew directly at me. One punch laid me out, but it was my heart that truly hurt the most. Actually my face hurt a lot too; I'd probably rank it as face then back then ribs *then* heart. Considering how bad my ass hurt after being blown back like that four... |
855 | Look through any textbook written in any time period and you will find the same phrase, repeated over and over in many different way. 'Demon Lords are evil. They must be destroyed to keep the world safe, and can only be killed by destroying their focus. Only the best of the best should consider fighting one, to most... |
856 | The shuttle crackles and groans, I begin to worry if it will truly support my weight all the way to the surface. The combination of the speed, the heat, and the stale damp scent of the metal compartment make a dropping and hollow sensation in my stomach. My nose runs and my arms tremble. I laugh to myself.
When it com... |
857 | As the neighborhood grew tired of their incessant pranks, they petitioned for Flavius and Ravenus to cease their disputes, but the two elderly wizards remained stuck in their ways insisting to surrender only when the other threw up the white flag first. Nobody really knows who started it, and to be honest and began har... |
858 | "So...yeah. That's what happens in all my dreams." Tom was at the village medic's, describing the nightmare he had been experiencing every day for the past week. A very evil-looking man, draped in heavy black robes that were surely uncomfortable for the season, told Tom his evil plans for world domination in explicit ... |
859 | I was being walked along, enjoying the novelty of being in a meat suit again. I had spent so long trapped inside that damn mirror that I didn't think I would get out. Luckily, this sap had found it, and looked in it too long. I had hopped into his head, and here we are.
Unfortunately, as there was no ritual or other p... |
860 | Dr Velocifrost was crouched, his icy, serpentine eyes on his latest victim: another would-be hero who had decided they were worthy of taking a shot at him. Him! The greatest villain the city had ever known.
“Do you get it now? Compared to you, with your...what was it? Slightly above average physical traits and the ab... |
861 | The doctor peered at me through his round glasses and started speaking, a torrent of words flowing from his mouth. "As I was saying, Mr Smith, you're very lucky to be alive. Most of it was thanks to me, of course. You were in a coma for three months. Well, even though you've survived, you must have some sort of brain t... |
862 | “What’s your secret?” One after another, the representative from each affiliate news station repeated the question to Willie Jenkins. “Haven’t got one,” he replied, politely and in succession. Willie’s 250th birthday garnered a bit less national attention than his 150th and his 200th, as far as he could recall. The Pre... |
863 | "Welcome to my humble home," said the old man, with a smile as crooked as the picture that hung behind him.
"Thank you," Christian replied as his gaze jumped from one piece of priceless art to another. "I still can't believe you invited me," he muttered as he stared distractedly at the lifeless head of an ancient crea... |
864 | "So Mr Johnson, a lot of our viewers would like to know, how you managed to keep the show so fresh after so many seasons"
I sat, petrified, the harsh studio lighting blinding me. I couldn't quite see the crowd but I knew they were out there. I glanced back at the one asking the questions. It looked surprisingly famili... |
865 | "Dude, my WiFi works."
Zack looked intently at his screen, his fingers tapping and swiping the screen. Memes, mostly zombie memes from the times that the initial outbreak was considered a big joke. Zombie memes that replaced the killer clown memes. Zack looked at them all, like the internet zombie he was. His armored ... |
866 | Clerical work in Hell is such a bore. Every time I talk to the payroll people over in accounting about hiring some more gatekeepers I get the same old throw-away's. 'Not enough resources, too many deaths coming into accounts receivable, union problems,' etc. Its been this way ever since population parameters were incre... |
867 | DC Kelly threw her cigarette away as DI Yates approached, white shirt starched despite dawn not having risen yet.
"I hope you're going to pick that up," he said, in lieu of a greeting. "You fuck another crime scene up and SOCO will be all over my arse with a cheese grater."
"Lovely to see you too, boss," Liz Kell... |
868 | "We need to talk."
I take a sip. "Do we?"
"Someone proposed to me."
"Ah." The drink burns.
"Is that all you can say?"
"I'll say whatever you want me to say, darling."
"Don't call me that anymore."
I smile and take another sip.
"You know," she says, "that it didn't have to be this way."
"Mmm." The drink tastes ... |
869 | The Bernoxi guardian knelt upon the hill with it's comrades. The smoke was still rising off of the settlement, twisting in the wind. "What caused this Envar?" The tracker was quiet for a moment. Still looking through the Mag Scope at the destruction. "I do not know. Perhaps, the Vexaz? It doesn't matter, we will find o... |
870 | "You sure you know how to pilot this thing Bobby?"
"Do I kno- ... Do I KNOW how to pilot a military grade fighter jet, is that what you're asking me Thomas?"
"As a matter of fact, that is what I'm asking you Bobby."
"Well of course I do, I done read that there manual and everything!"
"Then let's get this show on th... |
871 | “So? What did you think?” God said. “Do you want to buy the Pro version now?”
The machine around my head released and whirred away. “No. Not really.”
“Wha-- What was it? Too green? Too blue?” God gave an incredulous look.
“Too real. The constant deaths. Losing loved ones. All those Ideologies bashing each other. ... |
872 | Don Luca ran a hand through his hair, clear blue eyes scrutinising the whelp of a boy in front of him. Antonio shrunk under his gaze, as a flower does in such cold environments.
It wasn't lost on him that there couldn't have possibly been two people more different in appearance sitting across from one another; where ... |
873 | "... and that just about covers it."
Yong Lu politely clapped along with the rest of the human delegation, though most of the rest were primarily focused on frantic whispering and scribbling notes. They were the contingent of doctors, here only for the day's biological sciences presentations. The scribbles made in the... |
874 | "Your reign of terror ends now Fiend!"
Again with the fiend, he really needed a thesaurus, maybe I'd send him one, his birthday was coming up after all. I studied my opponent, he'd modeled his costume after three of "The League" unfortunately every piece he chose clashed, he had battle gauntlets and boots reminiscen... |
875 | Lindsey pulled the truck up the gravel driveway and parked it in front of the oak tree, just like always. In the passenger seat, her twin brother, Ty, unbuckled his seatbelt and stared blankly at the window. Lindsey knew how he felt. Everything about this - the drive, the cabin, the view - was hauntingly familiar. ... |
876 | "Why do we hibernate, papa?"
"I...I don't know, Em. Why do sea turtles lay their eggs on the beach? Why do birds fly south for the winter? It's just...something we always do."
"Oh," said the little girl, kicking a bit of snow up into the air. Tens of thousands of years ago, he remembered from the elders' tales, ancie... |
877 | “JC, Big Man wants a status update. Over,” said Gabriel through the earpiece.
Jesus quietly tapped back three times, indicating that he was in a difficult position, couldn’t speak, and that he’ll contact when he’s in a better spot.
“Roger that. Good luck. Over.”
Jesus took a deep breath, and poked his head around t... |
878 | A single buzz echoed through the classroom. Heads turned towards the sound. All eyes in the room landed upon the now reddening face of Riya. Mr. Rawitsch sighed and strolled towards her desk. Everyone knew what was about to unfold and they held their breath. He extended that wrinkly hand of his and Riya reluctantly pla... |
879 | The foam "arrow" caught Harold right between the eyes. He winced in simulated pain as the GM cried, "Critical HIT! 8 points!"
"Wait," Harold screamed, out of character from playing Haroldo, the half-elf necromancer, "How? I don't even see the..."
Harold gasped in amazement as a LARP-er he'd never seen before ste... |
880 | Julia licked the oil from the bar olive and looked the man over. Dressed well, nice shoes, clean shaven. He looked a little younger than her, but they usually liked that. Her crow’s feet were not deep, but each one, in his mind, probably signified another trip around the block, another trick learnt, another cock sucked... |
881 | Yahweh's angels watched the development nervously. They all expected instructions from their lord, or perhaps, that one of the Archangels would make a pronouncement that would set everything right. But there was no pronouncement, no forthcoming instruction.
Azrael was gone and now Death was no longer in Yahweh's domi... |
882 | The fleet still drifted out in orbit somewhere. The *Oldenburg*, the *Chateaubriand*, the *Yaozhi*, the *al-Rahman*... Even the *Aeneas*, the vanguard and biggest of the fleet, wasn't visible at this distance.
Atticus Trask (helmsman first class) tried not to think about that. Just idling about the sheer vastness of s... |
883 | The child sat calmly in the middle of a pure white room. She held a small doll in her arms, rocking it back and forth while humming a soft tune.
A man entered through a door behind her. He wore a white suit that complemented his long silver hair. He walked around the girl and sat down on the ground in front of her.
... |
884 | My jacket is in the corner, on the floor.
That is absolutely not where I left my jacket. I might misplace stuff now and then, I might even have a reputation for doing so, but I *know* where I put that jacket. I had only left the room for a few seconds! I pick it up and put it back on the chair where it belongs. Is som... |
885 | I place my nail carefully in place between the iron bars, and slam the hammer into it with practiced confidence. The nail goes smoothly into the skull of the zombie. There is minimum splash\-back, and the body falls smoothly to the ground. Only three today. I turn around and smile to Denise.
"How many do you think are... |
886 | The man in the mask points his gun at me. He sees me holding a little ball in my hand confused by my confidence. Little does he know he will soon be regretting underestimating me.
I throw the ball and from it a monster is unleashed. A monster that will tear this man apart. A monster who's fury is unmatched by any othe... |
887 | "A Nintendo Switch!" Robert yelled. "Oh thank you thank you thank you!"
While my son hastily turned the box around in his hands, I shot Meredith a look as if to say, "did you?" She shook her head and returned the expression. "No," I mouthed, raising my shoulders in bewilderment. We couldn't afford a Switch. We couldn'... |
888 | Gosh, you know, I never did give it much thought. Back when I was a kid-- must have been the sixth grade-- I remember seeing this girl, Katy. She was so sweet, but everybody treated her like garbage. I remember boys used to call her all sorts of names, and the girls, well, they were even worse.
And I was a shy guy-- s... |
889 | Lying amid the pile of musty, discarded burlap sacks he'd fashioned into a bed, Rowan opened his eyes, and froze. He saw an old man old man in a dusty brown robe, tied at the waist with a broad leather belt that was laden with a dozen different leather pouches. The stranger loomed over Rowan, giving him an appraising l... |
890 | It was an intoxicating kind of love, the kind where you can't remember a before and can't imagine an after. For that kind of love, you would sacrifice everything. Before a week ago I wouldn't have thought a love like this could exist. I certainly never thought that I could ever love anyone so passionately, or that they... |
891 | //Transcription of audio log 19754-2-6-Bravo//
(Male voice. No other voices are logged.)
Listen, honey, just, just listen to me.
Daddy's (*grunt*) daddy's gotten hurt, and he's gonna- gonna have to go now.
Daddy's gonna leave his (*grunt*) body and go to heaven, and go see Mommy and Grandma.
Now, Daddy's body isn... |
892 | It's 1 in the morning here so forgive me. All feedback/corrections are welcome, might continue this tomorrow if anyone is interested.
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#My Lover in the Lightning
**Part 1**
“Storms starting, kids. Everyone accounted for?” I ask frantically to the room. A group of cowering orphans nod in front of me as I do a cou... |
893 | “That’s a door. You are chewing on a door. There is a door knob right there. Turn it. Turn it. Turn it.”
Zach sighed, in as much as a ghost could. A frost cloud appeared in the air, then blew away on the wind.
For what felt like the millionth time, and probably was the millionth time, he waved a hand in front of the z... |
894 | "Very fucking funny."
John had to say that there were many things he regretted.
For one, waiting until 3 AM to write his essay. Well, you see, there were many things he was supposed to do yesterday (or rather, all last week) and then realized that this one thing was due at 8 AM rather than midnight. Jumping on this, ... |
895 | I considered the challenge before me very carefully. One wish is mine. One wish neither. One wishes him. I had three wishes to get everything I wanted. I had one wish to make the other two count.
I thought long and hard. It was a quandary indeed -- perhaps the best way forward was to simply get the best I could out o... |
896 | "Bunch'a effing jerks!" The monstrosity grumbled as it dropped a steamer trunk onto the shag carpet. I could only stare in mute silence at the towering... thing of pitch smoke and flame as it stretched four arms above its horned head, it's back cracking like a bowl of nuclear powered Rice Krispies. I wasn't paralyzed w... |
897 | "This isn't Heaven," I said, bemused, my eyes raking the snow-white walls of the enormous, empty room I was now standing in. "But it doesn't look like Hell, either." I took a step forward. My feet were bare, and I was now covered in a long, blue robe, like I was a hospital patient.
"Hello?" I called, my voice echoing... |
898 | "I'm sorry?" Gal Du-dar leaned forward over his crooked cane and held a hand up to his ear, "I didn't catch that."
"I said WE WANT... OUR HUSBAND'S... SOULS... RELEASED!"
"Rolls pre-teased?"
"SOULS RELEASED!" Vixiana screamed at the old man, waving her battleaxe in order to punctuate her point and relieve some frust... |
899 | “Wake up, come on. Dammit, who can do physical effects? I can't shake him!”
Derek blearily opened his eyes and yelped as the lamp from his bedside table tipped onto him. Above it, was the transparent face of a woman, hands twisting anxiously. He stared up at her, mind slowly taking in the other semitransparent forms t... |
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