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900 | Dear Satan, I have been a very good girl this year, and for crismas I want a ipad like sara has.
Love, Julie <3
These were always so cute. Every year, he'd get these, and he always tried to make them come true. It used to be harder, but since these days most of them wanted name brand electronics, all Luci... |
901 | In the beginning, there was light.
Horrible, blinding, burning light.
And there was hunger.
My existence was a balancing act. The hunger drove me on, to feed, to slake. The light drove me back, to hide, to cower. Some times the sky was too blinding to contemplate. I stayed in my deep cave with nothing to occupy my... |
902 | What do you get for the man that has everything?
Nothing. My father insisted that as a shop owner, I should know this answer. Over the years, he made sure that I learned it well. Nothing. But then what would be the purpose of this place? This shop?
A great salesman can convince the man who has everything to buy somet... |
903 | I should have known it was a trap.
I'd been searching for Lars Vagabond (I doubt that's his real name) for nearly 10 years now. I thought I knew his every trick and would see a trap coming from miles away. Turns out all he had to do was make an anonymous call to the station saying someone matching his and Johnny one ... |
904 | "Oh no."
I was barely able to keep myself alive in 2018 who does this guy think he is sending me back to 1900? I don't even think I'll make a difference. I can't tell you a single thing about this time period. My phone certainly won't work here.
"Excuse me sir, what is that metal slate that lights up?"
"Uh. It's-- ... |
905 | Another attack has ceased.
The town was ready for battle, but the attack was brutal as always. The toxic chemicals and violent assaults effectively took out most of the defensive forces. Civilians were hiding in the shelters with their children tightly held in their arms. But, of course, the invaders were thorough. It... |
906 | I stand at the bottom of the stairwell and look up, grimacing. Footsteps approach from above, a slow rhythmic clacking of someone’s wooden soles. I caress the package in my hand as a figure emerges - a bespoke elderly gentlemen, who gives me a gentle nod.
“Excuse me sir, I can’t find the elevator, can you point me the... |
907 | I looked around the room at the four other self-described psychics. We were not told each other's names, but instead assigned colors.
Green was a young man who sat across from me. Brown was an extremely attractive redhead sitting to the left of Green; why she wasn't named Red I have no idea. The name Red was given ... |
908 | I remember looking at the stars and imagining that out there, somewhere, intergalactic empires existed, alliances between planets and races on a grand scale that Humans couldn't even fathom. The idea that aliens out there would be superior to us in every way has always been enforced on us, the sci-fi movies depicting a... |
909 | I poured myself a hearty portion of mead before sitting down comfortably in my armchair. The weather outside was rather nice so I had the windows open, providing a nice gust of fresh air throughout the apartment. A good day to go. And a good day to enjoy the show.
15:03 ticked on the clock and a flash of light filled ... |
910 | I have no idea what I’m doing here. Is this my sixth grade English class? I look down at my copy of Number the Stars. That was one of the mandatory reading books I actually enjoyed. I feel hot tears on my checks and I’m crying.
“What’s wrong now Michelle?” The teacher barks at me. The rudeness startles me. Who gets an... |
911 | I've worked the streets for five years. I've seen a lot, and smelled worse, but that's to be expected when your nose is constantly in the grime. Even the best are affected by it, when the muck starts to stain your very fur, and even the best of baths can't get it out completely.
That's what happened to my former par... |
912 | I held it up toward the window, turned it in my hands. Odd. I had definitely filled this up with water before my last lecture. Pulling open the curtain a bit more, stood looking out from my dorm room, hundreds of students milling about the courtyard, I peered closer to the contents of my water bottle.
It was red...
"... |
913 | When I was a little girl my grandfather would tell me stories of his younger years, of his life when it was Daytime. He described a world so incredibly lit, beautiful descriptions of his vacations and travels to beaches and mountains, having to fall asleep with blinds covering all windows; it was all unfathomable. I've... |
914 | They’d been running for days when they found him, crouched in the shade of a burned out drugstore, waiting out the last hours of sunlight with a near empty blood bag in his hand. It was one thing to be told that Vampires existed and were on your side when it was presented as a *fait accompli* alongside news of a pendin... |
915 | The page of the ancient tome crinkles as it turns over, and I carefully read the spidery handwriting as if my very gaze would make the paper crumble. It is my handwriting, I know this, but the man who wrote the words was not the same man I am today.
According to these pages, I have been alive for four thousand years. ... |
916 | “No Grandpa, I’m saying no *laws* apply to you anymore.”
My buddy Tim was leaning as close into his Grandpa Robert’s ear as he could, trying to get the point across. Grandpa Rob sat upright in his wheelchair in the common room of his residence, making a tense face as he tried to understand what Tim meant.
“What’s ... |
917 | "I've never seen that type of MJLONIR armor before, Chief. He's not afflicted with the UNSC. I think he- who are you?"
The Master Chief heard Cortana's voice in his ear, but didn't ask about her question. He continued to gaze at the figure standing at the top of the cliff. They were huge, almost seven feet tall. The a... |
918 | "Hey babe, can you add 12 gauge copper wire to the list? I need it to finish the water heater in the fish pond," said Jack as he grabbed the door handle. He continued, "I'm gonna check the shed to see if I have any deck screws left, and then we can go. K?"
"Yep," said Mia without looking up from the counter. She wrote... |
919 | The lawmen are coming. I can hear the sounds of their crowd-dispersal horns as they make their way through the clusters of cripples and refugees, looking for me. They mean to kill me. I stole money and gave it to the poor, the hungry, the desperate. I helped people, when everyone else refused to help them. Sure, I kill... |
920 | "hey it's Clark, miss me ?" sighs " it's been 1 year and 7 months, and "I'm back" hah, I'm back to this life, I'm back to talking to this recorder.."
Clark sits down on his red old, dusty couch, with his head down holding the recorder in his right hand
"no one else to talk to really, before I thought no one liked me,... |
921 | Jeri stared through the thick plexiglass that separated her from the MemTech representative. He stared back with a vapid, customer-service smile.
"That... that can't be right."
"Oh, I assure you - it's quite correct. I can scan your RealID again if you'd like?"
"No!" Jeri cleared her throat and tried again. "N... |
922 | The first few students who tried to leave didn't take things too seriously.
When they realized they couldn't approach the exit doors due to some invisible wall-like structure, they looked
at me, smirked, and asked, "How did you manage to pull this trick off?"
I sighed again. "Why don't you all just sit down, this is g... |
923 | The statue was something of heated debate among our panel of scientists, archeologists, and anthropologists that had accompanied our expedition. It was decided that this discovery was to be kept a tightly held secret from the public, so as to control any hysteria that might arise from this "monumental" finding. The ear... |
924 | "Hello," I started as I woke up in the morning. I was monitored all hours of the day. Hex didn't want to let me die; he saw it as a failure.
"Hello John," Hex said from speakers that lined the room, "How are you feeling today?"
"Still bad," I tried to sit up and failed. If it hadn't been for Hex's aidebots, I would h... |
925 | Dana looked at the white-suited men apprehensively.
“What does this mean?” she asked.
“Do not worry, Mrs Garland.” one of them replied, perhaps their leader. “We were called by the hospital to help you. Our organization specializes in cases like this.”
“Cases like what?”
Dana held her sleeping baby closer to her bo... |
926 | "Have we come so far, old friend, that allowing me some fun is out of the question?" Mikael asked with a quip. His lifelong companion whose name was in no language of our own would politely be referred to as Peanut (after Mikael's dog as a child).
"Mikael, we have discussed this in depth. No harm may come to you. No ... |
927 | The Outsider stared, agape, at the prodigious scape of Our City, visible now from the crest of the fertile hill.
I could see the hunger in its eyes. Outsiders were greedy creatures.
"How do you keep it all running?" the Outsider asked me. "If no one gets paid?"
I shrugged. "Everyone Works. It adds up."
"But...why... |
928 | They stood in the light of light itself. After years of research, deciphering, and pain-staking labor, they finally stood before it, staring humbly into the eyes that see beyond forever, the hands that crafted existence. After all their efforts, at last, they had unlocked the Aurumarch.
Years prior, the scientists wh... |
929 | "Amy," said Death to the lady, "It is time for us to leave."
Amy's face went pale and her eyes began to well. "Not now, please," she whispered. *Begged*. "Not now."
"It is your time Amy," Death answered. His deep voice ran like a cold chill through Amy's bones. Tears trickled down her cheeks; she placed her hands ove... |
930 | The first touch of moonlight on my skin is fire. A silver river that runs from the back of my hand through my body, electrifying every nerve it passes. I can't quite suppress an audible grunt of pleasure as it takes hold, my eyes glazing over in ecstacy.
"The hell are you smirking about?" asks the red-faced one, the r... |
931 | My own take on this idea:
I love it when I'm sleeping and i wake up to a place I've never been to before. That moment in between the moment where you wake up and the moment that you orientate yourself. It's like heaven only without the death and the sorrow that comes with it. It's like being dead, but living, if you kn... |
932 | It took us thousands of focus groups, hundreds of hours of polling, surveying and random writing prompts to create humanity's greatest enemy. It went through many stages of development before we got to the final big bad which ultimately united the world under one banner.
We first thought of a human threat. Terror gro... |
933 | **Knock knock.**
*"eh.... "?*
Mr. Bean always had his own inimitable, peculiar mannerisms. His dazed look waking up, his overly dramatic, protracted yawns, and his instinctual dowsing of his alarm clock would surely elicit chuckles from his family.
There were no chuckles. He lived alone.
**Knock knock.... BANG! BAN... |
934 | I stared lazily, watching as the reporter on my TV screen clicked down on a small button, bringing up a map of some desert country I didn't really care about.
"In other news today the entire country of Afghanistan has been rendered inert and lifeless today thanks to the actions of the United States Elemental Army," sh... |
935 | "So there the party stood, surrounded by a horde of trolls. Porthos -played by Lovecraft- stands back to back with Argon -played by Kafka- completely separated from the rest of the group. Avery, Grogan and Barthel -played by Poe, Algernon and Tolkien respectively- managed to hold back dozens of trolls as their close fr... |
936 | It took ages for people to accept the new reality. I remember all of those guys in dark suits running about all over the place trying to figure out what the hell was going on.
The little police scanner that my father kept lying around was constantly squawking out odd reports of people going delusional, nearly instant... |
937 | One life for many.
The blood drips off the end of the table onto the cement floor below. I am exhausted but satisfied. My hands tremble slightly as I place the last of my tools onto the stainless-steel tray. I grab a rag and wipe the sweet from my brow and flop into the chair by the wall.
The spot lights illumin... |
938 | I've never been particularly devout, but I wouldn't consider myself particularly wicked, either.
There were plenty of folks way worse than me in the ole State Correctional Institute. D Block, alone, probably had the market cornered on the whole Seven Deadlies, with a healthy helping of innovative new cardinal and ven... |
939 | Everyone gathered around Emily Flemington. “Are you ready?” Her mother leaned in with a smile. “It’s almost time!” They all watched the clock. The minute hand was about to strike the exact moment of Emily’s birth, and when it hits, she would disappear for roughly ten to twenty seconds before coming back.
“Happy birth... |
940 | "Simulation 3,729, titled..." the man traced a wrinkled finger across a imposing tome, "...Earth. You may step forward."
I rubbed my temples as I tried to come to terms with my surroundings. Just moments ago I had been sleeping cozily in my bunker until I jarringly awoke to find myself standing in this palatial room, ... |
941 | “...and can you believe it, Jim?”
“Well, Nancy, I don’t think I would if I wasn’t seeing it!”
The newspeople’s hearty chuckling drew my attention away from the dishes back to the program, which had been blabbering in the background for the past hour.
“Still,” newsman Jim continued, “you have to admit that the reward... |
942 | I had a system in place. A perfect system. Foolproof, idiotproof.
Turns out that as much as lions love to rip your throat out with their teeth, they love breathing more. So, as the seconds clicked down on my stopwatch, I would wade into my swimming pool, dive below the surface, and wait, clutching my breath and my ... |
943 | I tried to fix the corset, but whatever I do, I felt like I made it worse... and it’s bruising my ribs.
“Stop that,” Julie whispered.
“This is bullshit. How the hell did this happen?” I asked her.
“Well, Lord Caron invited you to-“
“Not that!” I snapped.
The other guests at the ball looked at us, judgmental bastar... |
944 | "This can't really be the place," Jackson murmured to himself.
Green grass stretched in all directions. The road had long ago given way to gravel, then to dirt, and finally to only the ghost of tracks. Jackson's Jeep shuddered and gasped on every shaking rumble of the road as the trail twisted through a thick and anci... |
945 | Todd and Philip were my best friends. So when I asked them to *fake* kill me in front of my girlfriend, then chase her down with bloody knives, they said sure.
The plan was perfect: I'd take Susanna out to eat. We'd wine and dine. Then instead of driving home, I'd suggest a walk in the park. My girlfriend, who is a hu... |
946 | It was Friday morning. Time to check his bank accounts. Time to pay his bills. Time to—
What The Fuck?!
"$12490004949902 CHEQUING ACCOUNT"
Ummm.
Ummm.
Paul waited a little whlie longer, then closed the browser, reopened it and reread his balance.
"$12490004949902 CHEQUING ACCOUNT"
Still unconvinced this wasn'... |
947 | It was another morning. Motivational music played from my Alexa while I sipped my coffee. Black. In my hand I went through the typical motions of scrolling through Writing Prompts Subreddit.
"Dragons... dragons... you are a special person... you are the only one who can... something happens and only you were not... "... |
948 | Witch genes ran in Lanna’s family, and the other genes got trampled in their wake. Long noses that were the envy of every woodpecker around — and there weren’t many, since, as everyone with a long nose knows, the best potions are made from woodpecker beaks. Green skin that made plants tremble at the chlorophyll level. ... |
949 | Four years. I was studying for my masters civil engineering degree for four years. I had all A's. Except for a B in biology.. My Dad was the best civil engineer there was. Everyone told my older brother, Topher, he was going to be just like him. They were very close. Topher was in his third year of the degree when dad... |
950 | *click click*
I didn't understand what was happening. She hadn't said anything. She just brought me here, staying silent the whole time.
*fwoomp*
I was just playing with my best buddy when she grabbed me, making me drop him. The woman ignored my screams and shouts of protest, forcing me to sit in a very uncomfortabl... |
951 | SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! The boy frantically pushes an assortment of buttons and dials, careening down earth lower atmosphere, the hull glowing red hot as streaks across the night sky. Frantically he gets back into a seat that is a tad too small, buckling himself as best he can as he stares at the view screen. He had taken th... |
952 | "Very cunning disguise, but do you really think I wouldn't know my nemesis, oh just seeing you gets my body going, I can feel your sparks already zipping through me, oh how **ELECTRIFYING** the man said, letting out a few disgusting pants after his big speech, making me only feel more and more uncomfortable as he eyed ... |
953 | "Well, Ms. Enka. I really need to know, you see? If you're a shapechanger, so will your parents be. At least, one of them. Unless the relevant genese skip a generation. Or two. Who can know?" The PI drawled.
I rolled her eyes. I knew all this. The only reason I hired this drawling, expensive half-orc was because he wa... |
954 | Obligatory I'm new to WP so please give me feedback (constructive criticism, support, or even just criticism).
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Whiterun was a magnificent city. Jewel of the north, home of the Companions, and bastion of free will. People lived and laughed as much as any, the taverns were filled with song and dance, peopl... |
955 | I feel kind of dirty now. What a nasty prompt.
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Tomorrow. Tomorrow's the big day. Dad doesn't think I know where he keeps the handgun. Of course, I do. Probably thinks I'm stupid too. Just like Bobby, Michael and Josh. But I was stupid, of course. Stupid to think that Bobby, dear sweet handsome Bobby, would invit... |
956 | Pulling a bottle from your pocket you open it and pour a couple of pills onto your palm. You sigh and pop the pills in your mouth and swallow them dry.
"Still need to take those antacid pills?"
"Yeah it helps a little."
You have been named an honorary dragon and as an honorary dragon, you start to gain some of the... |
957 | “Garlic bread?” The waitress asked.
“No!” I hissed. The waitress raised her eyebrows and returned to the kitchen without another word.
Garlic. I hate it. It reminds of the disgusting kiss I shared with Angela Russo when I was a child, and the embarrassment that followed.
“Excuse me,” I said to my date. “I have to us... |
958 | "It's not the effect, it's the cause!"
Lisa looked skeptical. She was tall and and lean with an hourglass figure and had long dark hair that was wrapped in a ponytail because of safety. But still, her standing there with her arms crossed and an eyebrows raised send butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
"Erm...err."
... |
959 | #SOS REPORT ON CONDITIONS IN REICH
#SECRET - ORCON
BACKGROUND
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In 1945, a series of events created a state of total stalemate in the ongoing World War. In January, Josef Stalin was assassinated by German agents, causing the Eastern front to collapse into disarray. Adolf Hitler and the Third Reich expanded rapidly... |
960 | Like yeast the walls of the room seemed to rise into infinity. The royal carpet rolled out from the throne like a cherry tongue. I strode across it to stand before the king, and next to the challenger. This short man with overgrown eyebrows. This man with curly hair tied together in a bun atop his head.
"Who is this m... |
961 | “Fuck, my toe. God damn it!” Caleb painfully yelped. “I stubbed my fucking toe.”
“You can’t be serious. I have seen you humans jump from planes, have your parachute fail, and still land alive with nothing more then a few broken bones and now you’re telling me that you’re curled up in a ball and unable to move because... |
962 | I am a good boy.
My tail doesn't wag as hard anymore, I'm tired a lot, and the stairs hurt my joints too much, but I know I'm still a good boy.
I know because my family keeps telling me.
We're in the FastBox. Sometimes when we get in the FastBox, we go to the Park, or the ToyFoodPlace, or somewhere else, but there's... |
963 | The Warlord, simply known as the Warlord throughout the galaxy for his accomplished, had turned a relatively weak race into fierce warriors who had conquered more stars than any other race. Now he turned his attention to his next target, a planet called Earth. His daughter had begged him time and time again for a human... |
964 | "My man, you came to the right place." I put the van in park and jumped out. This stranger seemed pretty itchy, like he hadn't had so much as a simple quadratic equation in days.
"Yeah? You got that good stuff? I just need a little bit, man, just a couple pages or so." He scratched at the back of his neck and shift... |
965 | I can't stand taking the train to and from work everyday. I just can't. I've been doing this for eleven years now and I'm sick of it. If it wasn't for the kids, I 'd have a nice little condo in the city close to all of the excitement like I did in my younger years. But no, the wife wants a backyard, and I have to ma... |
966 | "So your telling me that you just lounge around while you dream?" I asked my best friend.
"Well yah, everyone at the church does. I'm telling you, this place is the real deal. You give a one time offering, and you're there while you sleep!"
I got up to leave for lunch. "This is insane, they're probably drugging you."... |
967 | This story takes place long ago, in the far away lands of Kaniry.
A young knight was sent on his very first mission, he was to kill a fledgling, a small dragon that was not fully grown.
When he arrived at the location, he saw the fledgling injured and curled up next to his mother who was dead.
The knight couldn’t... |
968 | "Well, Ms. Graves, I believe this is goodbye," I taunt. Collecting the briefcase, I move to the exit, signaling my henchmen to follow.
"Wait!" Graves shouts behind me. With a practiced smile, I turn to face her. Her look was hard, defiant. Quite a contrast to her situation, strapped to the table, her suit in tatters. ... |
969 | Mr. President, and they were referring to me. Simon still couldn't believe it, it all felt so surreal. Sure, kids say they want to be president one day, but to actually make it there. He was sitting in the Oval Office... He was sitting in his office. He chuckles quietly to himself at the thought of what all the voters ... |
970 | I used to be a hero.
They called me fancy names, and dressed me in brightly colored suits. They hung medals around my neck, and the girls swooned when I walked past. They respected me. They loved me.
Somewhere along the line, I lost that.
It's no secret, of course. It's no mystery, there's no great conundrum abo... |
971 | The noise was tremendous in the room.
Ghost Derek sighed. "You guys-"
Skeleton Derek clattered his jaws and began to squat for some reason and rattle his fingers across his own ribs like a washboard, making empty socket eye contact with Ghost Derek.
Zombie Derek jerked and spawned. "DERREKK!" It groaned, cracking it'... |
972 | They didn't wait to figure out who had done it.
They hadn't when it was four planes in the middle of September, and now that it was an entire city they wouldn't be doing much of that either.
You see, the man on the pulpit was a hawk.
A jumped hypocrite who knew no more of military matters than that hooker he snorted... |
973 | Cheryl didn't look up from her phone as the door to Papa Joe's rang. It was 11:00, no-one cared about customer service. Had she looked up it might not have made a difference. The swirling mass of tentacles couldn't send her any more mad than work.
"Yeah?" She scrolled through instagram for the umpteenth time that nigh... |
974 | "How can this be?" The captains shoulders sagged as if the entire weight of the vast, empty, and silent universe weighed down it. "How can this be?" He repeated the question, as if asking it a second time would grant him the answers he so desperately sought, the answers that would mend his pained soul.
"It isn't over ... |
975 | "***STOP***"
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*I wonder what my new consciousness will* feel *like*, I asked myself on what I knew was likely my death bed. I could feel it coming.
Seeping, slowly, peaceful death. I wanted it so badly. Death was a sweet thought in contrast to the tumultuous, tedious, tiresome li... |
976 | I can't really remember when I first started hearing the voices. To me, I'd always heard them. It must have started when I was real young, but it didn't take me long to realize that the voices were the inner thoughts of everyone around me.
It took me a little while to control what I heard instead of hearing everyone ... |
977 | I sighed as I smelled the salty sea air. The crew bustled around me, working hard, chattering, a couple even singing. I smiled at that. The singing. I wanted to join them, but that wouldn't be the best idea, especially since I was perched over the side. That would be a disaster!
As the captain coordinated the sailors ... |
978 | How do you solve a case if the perpetrator is you?
Probably the trickiest riddle I've had to solve yet. Easy, you say? Let's change the rules, then.
How do you solve said case *without* being the one meeting their just punishment? That sounds more like it. This one's a real dilemma, because on the one hand, being the... |
979 | The biggest surprise about time-dilation is that the effects are somewhat cumulative. When I went out five light-years, took some pictures, and came home, our calculations showed that a total of about two weeks should've elapsed back on Earth, with about two days elapsed for me. Instead, I returned to a planet fifty ye... |
980 | Everyone had heard the news and opinions seemed to vary widely. Was this terrorism? Could Alcoholics Anonymous really be behind the attack? One thing was certain, the AA Chairperson claiming his group was responsible for the attack was making a statement at 3pm.
The broadcast was planned to stream from a list of websi... |
981 | "Incoming report from the *Operation: Forge* operatives on C-521.4. I am processing it now. So far, it seems very positive, and so..."
There is a pause. Poelhi is not prone to dramatics, and it is not like him to allow his attention to wander. Without shifting my gaze from the nav-chart before me, I prod him: "Go ahea... |
982 | "I thought that you handled all this on your own. That's your job isn't it? you're, well, you're *death* ."
**There was a time when I could. You have grown, efficient.**
"Efficient?"
Time did not pass, not here not where-ever here was. It was still the same nameless field outside some nameless bombed out town, ... |
983 | "Sir," Daniels, the leader of the cadet strike team began hesistantly, after the training officer finished briefing his squad on the scenario. "I'm not sure I understand this simulation."
The TO, a dour sergeant named Beckett, scowled disapprovingly. "Get your head in the game, cadet! in a real-world scenario, your s... |
984 | For Hadley Kemp, stepping into Firehouse 1260 made him so happy he could die.
The station still had red brick walls, like it was transported out of time. Hadley ran a hand over the brick, quietly marvelling at how warm to the touch they felt. He couldn’t resist grasping the firehouse pole, looking forward to the day w... |
985 | “Wake up!” John’s mom shouted as she opened his door. “You overslept for school again!” She pulled the blankets off him causing a cold shiver to run up his legs through his body, propelling him out of bed.
“OK! I’m going mom, jeez” he shouted as he threw on his clothes, shoes and hat. He hoped on his bike and pedaled... |
986 | I always hated waking up for my shift. Between the loud hissing of the machine and the gagging on tubes that came from the initial shock of being thawed out, it was horrid. Then came the sickness, my stomach turning as it tried to get out all the various medicines and concoctions that had been keeping me alive. When th... |
987 | I stared at the hero with the shiny new sword and the equally squeaky clean armour. In the chainmail above the right bicep guard was a red rose, as perfect as if it had just been plucked from the ground.
I remembered this day, as if it were yesterday, though, for the youngster poised in front of me, it was today.
I c... |
988 | Our story ends with a sorrow-wracked form, holding tight to a motionless bundle of gray hairs and withered limbs. A knife twists in the gut, driven there by a breaking heart. Tears roll down cheek and chin to mat that old fur, brittle with age. Powerless, now, to do anything about this loss.
You always believed in ... |
989 | "I was only there 4 seconds! There's no way I changed history this much!"
"No, you imbecile! Cause and effect, don't you see? You were there for four seconds. Then you leave, and you had been there for four seconds. A minute later, you had been there sixty seconds ago! An hour later, 3,600 seconds ago you were there!"... |
990 | The process ran for six days and six nights, crawling through every byte of the internet in search for bot and human activity alike. I often imagined it like a hunter creeping through the forest, unfailingly snaring every moving creature before categorizing and classifying them and setting them on their way. By the end... |
991 | The alarm sounded for twenty seconds before it went suddenly quiet. Before everything went quiet. No yelling, no screaming, no gunfire. Ten seconds after that, the entire facility went dark. The backup generators did not come on. I pulled out my flashlight and my gun, and shone the light into the darkness where the fac... |
992 | Pink.
A *pink* triangle, right there on the back of my hand. Nothing subtle either: the sides must be at least 2 inches, the color bright and saturated.
The confusion of where we are and why we are here somehow doesn't occupy my mind like it does for the rest of us - it's our newly acquired labels that strike me. *... |
993 | "Well, aren't you special!"
It had that nasty skid to it that says you are anything but special.
"Me? Personally? I'm nothing special."
"And don't you forget it." A bit nasty, like you'll never let me forget that I am not special. I am not going to let that pass.
"You shouldn't forget it either." Just a touch o... |
994 | “We call it... electricity.”
The alien held a small box, the size of a sugar cube. Gooey liquid oozed from the fish-man’s webbed hands.
The entire White House conference room was deathly silent.
Over a hundred million Americans, and millions more abroad had tuned in to watch this momentous occasion.
Not only first ... |
995 | I took a deep breath as Hyperman tried for the 16th time to use his super strength to batter down the blast doors that his arch rival, Revengeance, had sealed himself behind. Radium was resting his eyes after attempting to blast the door open with his heat vision. Wonder Lass was recovering her breath… Ice breath, actu... |
996 | "And you got it where?" I asked, shaking the swirling fluid.
Universes formed and winked out of existence before my eyes; countless billions of possible civilizations and their untold stories being snuffed in a blink of an eye. It was the Aether of the universe, a cocktail of potential and time, held within my trembl... |
997 | “Thou shalt not mess with the nature of this world!” a knight shouted, clad in armor, weapon raised.
The recipient of the message, a goblin seasoning a lizard with wild spices found nearby, barely had time to turn around before being cut down by a sword. The knight put the weapon away and approached the little creatur... |
998 | The column of slaves stood in the dark. The rhythmic roar of the crowd chanting above was deafening, even underground. Nominoe's breath was ragged from fear. He was the last of his warband, probably the last of his village. The harrowing journey across Ancient Gaul and the God-Peaks had only lead here: the bowels of th... |
999 | **Visitors**
***
It was a good day.
Samuel Smith leaned against the time-stained fence, watching his cows graze across the amber field. He took a drag from his pipe, ran calloused fingers through his graying hair, adjusted the shotgun slung casually across his back, and smiled.
It was a good day.
A glimmer caught ... |
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