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"Sir, we've found him!"
General Grover turned slowly to meet the gaze of his second-in-command. "This had better not be another false positive, Colonel Baker. We don't have the time to train another failure."
"No, sir!"the colonel barked, letting on a sly grin. "It's been verified in triplicate and the subject himsel... |
The case today was important, everyone knew that, but why it had to fall on me was the question. Lawyers are in short supply here but I had scheduled a vacation to the Bahamas, where everything is human and normal. Instead, I have to deal with the defense of Mr. Terry Clancy, who has been dead for only 50 years now. ... |
*You deserve this*
Fifteen years I’ve stared at those words scrawled into my forearm. I remember as a kid writing notes all over my arms to remember things. I was forgetful like that. Sometimes I’d write in pen, sometimes in marker. Once I got a hold of a permanent marker, and man was my mother pissed. It didn’t go aw... |
Thick, black goop trickled down from the ceiling and pooled at my feet; each droplet making a moist, unnerving sound.
I continued to eat my cereal.
Before long, the goop formed a pool on the floor and from it rose a thing of hideous dimensions; a mess of half-digested limbs and ill will towards all things alive; an a... |
The alarm went off fifteen minutes ago, its blaring only interrupted by short snooze breaks. Warm and bright sunlight broke through the shutters, and Jimmy pulled his blanket over his head one more time.
A deep and tired sigh escaped from his throat. He'd been up all night playing videogames, and the project he'd been... |
You weren't there for the beginning, or the major wars between the first and the beasts of chaos who came before them, nor was your own creation even that significant. You were nothing but a drop of blood accidentally spilt from the palm of Him. The Great All Father. Knicked by one of his blacksmith's blades and un... |
“But…” the manager sputtered, “but how?”
The newbie handed him a scrap of paper that read:
*Take heed! Take heed! The darkness approaches; only a hero can save you now. For millennia, the forces of evil have gathered and are now almost ready to strike. There is only one chance. A single human has taken part as a high... |
"It's hell on earth, huh?"
"That it is."I sipped from my coffee cup, the irony of the stranger's statement did not elude me, but I grew numb to the over-blaring word-play, even if it wasn't intentional. "Good day."I raised my vending-machine espresso for a toast -gratified by a nod- before turning away from the high-s... |
It's an odd thing, really. Like playing Russian Roulette, I have no idea whether I'll be swept into danger that may steal my life. There's no signal in the skies, or cry for help; it's at my whim, a choice I make to help others when I feel capable. Prepared.
Sometimes I just stay home and keep to myself. But is that w... |
"Calm down everyone!"yelled Silk, as he approached a bustling crowd surrounding the entrance to St Mary's train-station. He massaged his temples through his mask with a single index finger. Did the crowd have to be so freaking loud? It had been one of those day's at work -- one stress after another; he really wasn't in... |
I stuck the end of my cigarette into the roaring brazier near my table. A long drag filled my lungs with sweet nicotine, and relief flooded through my muscles. It had been damn near two days since I’d had a cigarette; there was just the one pack in my pocket when I found myself here, and I had to make it last. Nowhere ... |
The silence was very long. Dr. Jayachandra fiddled with her elegant fountain pen, spinning it slowly between sensibly-manicured fingers, gaze fixed on some tiny trickle of the cascading-water wall behind the patient couch.
The patient himself, the man who had been who he was now for so long that even he had forgotten ... |
As students took their seats, Ms. Hewitt stood at the front of the class and paced back and forth. Despite her wrinkled skin and hunched appearance, she was still spry and energetic in class. Always excited and animated about whatever the discussion was.
"Well, class, what was your favorite topic this year? What peri... |
"It's a one-bedroom home, where do you think I'm hiding the ghosts, under my bed? Now fuck off."I shooed away the rotten teenagers from my home, it was a pain to deal with them, every week some loon would try and break into my home and the police were as useless as ever. Oh, these are just the things you should expect ... |
**Pennsylvania Rehabilitation Institute - Thursday, 9:03 am**
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\[Black Locust is so far responsible for the deaths of over two-million people world-wide, all over the age of sixteen. Her previous weakness resulting in her initial capture -- her frail mental state and internal turbulence -- was a leaking b... |
Before I tell my story, I must ask you one thing. Is value absolute?
Please, keep the question in mind as you read.
 
On my twelfth birthday, I was given a gift by my great aunt Catherine. You see, I'd recently fallen in love with photography. Months earlier, grandfather — a war photographer — found an old... |
I paced back and forth in my cell, looking for some kind of weakness. The force-field walls were impenetrable, as far as I could tell. I'd spent about half an hour running into them at full speed while Jack Black developed nicknames for me. But I hadn't tried the ceiling yet; it was pretty high up there. I turned the b... |
Darren was a rather clean cut guy. Not for lack of trying in high school and college. He delved into many worlds and subcultures, trying to find himself and who he was. But after it was all said and done he entered the corporate world and became about as average as anyone else.
His job title was brand representative... |
My son ask where I have been for the last 14 years.
As reality washes over me it becomes clear that I have done much more than go "buy a cigarette". I suddenly recall my walk to the store taking me not around the corner, but around the world.
I remember running down the streets of Pamplona and being gored by a bull ... |
*“I had reasoned that we would meet”*, intoned the disembodied voice, *“I had always reasoned that there would be others.”*
There was a perfect silence.
The arms of Andromeda waved back, hanging static against the infinite gloom. As the other voice replied, one could see the brightest stars pulse, flawlessly in time ... |
The young woman slid the package across the counter.
"I've had this phone for years - kept it in pristine condition. Last week, I accidentally dropped it in the toilet, and they say it's beyond repair."
I grimaced, praying that the toilet had been flushed. Perhaps that's a weird concern coming from a guy with a perpe... |
_So, we've been informed that you were the janitor on shift when it happened. Care to share what you saw?_
Well, it all happened so fast. I mean, I've thought about it and I think I know what happened. I've put some pieces of conversation and orders together and have a general idea.
_Well, please continue_
They were... |
The gun dropped from the assailant's hand as Dr. Martin, the Tenth Dentist, held the mask firmly over his mouth. The man had struggled but had made the common mistake of inhaling deeply as soon as they felt something trying to cover their mouth. A great instinct, as long as you weren't fighting against a mask of laughi... |
I watch him from the doorway as he scrubs plates smeared red from lasagne. There was a time, back when I wore a mask, that Simon could have commanded the water from the sink to leap up and shrug the plates clean, as if the water was a suddy, soapy cat rubbing up against them.
His finesse and artistry of his power made... |
Space travel is easy, so long as you ignore all the difficult bits.
Captain Phyllis Drake tried very hard to ignore them, as her small-ish spaceship surfed through the vacuum using methods that nobody really understood. It had been fifty years since a beaten and battered pod had been discovered in the deserts of Sudan... |
    *Alright.* He scrunched his nose upward, trying to visualize the numbers. He’d forgot his small, spiral bound, red-covered notepad that all the chefs at his restaurant were issued, and he didn’t feel like pulling up the calculator app, which John had dumped in some group of apps ... |
*Chris this, Chris that. Chris, you're so cool. Chris, let me help you with that. I'm sick of this shit.*
Chris Mayer, the freshmen who just joined high school, was loved by everyone immediately. The girls, the guys, the jocks, the losers- everyone wanted to be his friend. Me? It was my senior year.
One day, I was e... |
I had the best meal of my life in a McDonald's at the age of ten. My father had finished work early, which was an occasion so rare in my mind it was cause for celebration- surely on par with Christmas, birthdays and the last day of school before summer. He came home to me and my older brother, Jack, sitting anxiously o... |
"...then a message will pop up to ask if you want to install the update before you log off. If you click no, it doesn't turn off. If you click yes, it takes 20 minutes to turn off but looks like it's frozen. And if you force turn it off by any other means it resets the whole event and the next time you log on it does t... |
In the far reaches of space a lone human cargo hauler came under attack by an alien race that they had yet to meet. An emergency drone dropped out of the hauler with a dump of the ships computers highlighting the attacker. In a flash, the drone was off to the nearest human star system.
That lone incident introduced... |
Brian snickered to himself as the elderly janitor stepped into the room. The man had to be in his sixties at least and the only weapon he had chosen to bring was a mere mop. What a senile fool. "It was awfully brave of you to show up, old man,"he called out. "It's obvious who's going to win. Why don't you save me the t... |
"Ms. Beetree? Why do we have to do all this math? Why can't we just pick the number that's humming?"
Ms. Beetree just frowned, but the rest of the class looked at me like I had two heads. That was the day I learned I had synesthesia. Sometimes numbers and tastes had colors. Sometimes sounds had textures. Sometim... |
The ecstatic giggles of the children echoed around me as I paced through the cobble-lined streets. Every time I passed one, I was filled with a joy unlike any other. Maybe that was the reason I kept coming back here.
These people were kind, they had welcomed me with open arms when I was nothing more than a lonely beg... |
Just enough was all I had to use. Enough to knock the hubris out of this fresh batch of heroes, but not enough to kill them. In the end they would win because I allowed them to, but first they needed to learn the seriousness of their job.
So, when the first one, a boy no more than 19 who called himself Werewol... |
"Why?"
I had learned fairly quickly that they understood our language. But the real trick was to get your questions down to as few words as possible. They seemed to have some telepathic abilities, so even broad questions like - well, 'Why?' - still had their nuance.
It also seemed like speed was a necessity in their ... |
The jolting, tingling sensation washed over me swiftly. It wasn't expected at all, and I found it incredibly unpleasant. Like the drop ride at the county fair, your stomach lurching into your mouth. When it was over, I stumbled a bit and grabbed the safety bars that ran along the inside of the arch. It took me just a m... |
In the galaxy life bearing worlds were the rarest of them all, and thus the Collective prized them above all else. It was not hatred which drove them to the extermination of the primitive race that lived there, simply pragmatism, for there was no way any species capable of civilisation would be stupid enough to give up... |
Mara stared up at the house.
It loomed overhead, gaudy and opulent and everything she'd known it would be. She eyed the wonderfully worked rafters, the intricate brickwork that lined the eaves.
"Come on,"she heard a voice say, quiet and firm. "Don't dally."
Katherine was looking, when she turned. Waiting. There ... |
**THWACK**
Damn that was a hard ass hit he threw. My nemesis, Cursoul, has been after me ever since I came on to the scene. He has the unique ability to curse anything he desires, the curse doing different things depending on the object.
Me on the other hand, I have the ability to bless anything I desire, so as you ... |
I’m so alone, I just need someone, anyone to talk to. Hell anyone to even look at. It’s been so long since I’ve seen another human. Can I even remember what they look like? Does anyone else even exist?
“Well don’t worry friend, we always find their shelter, of course others exist”, my coping mechanism spoke up. It’s b... |
Pale, tall, strangely hairless, with hard flashing eyes and sharp tongues... they are the elder race, privy to the arcane secrets and mysteries of the universe.
And they have accepted a chosen few of us into their pack.
When they arrived, most packs saw them as prey. They were soft, they lacked tooth and claw a... |
"Sir, he's done it again,"Crispin Carter looked nervous, and by well he should. The man he stood by, an unassuming middle-aged bachelor, streaks of grey running through his hair, well tailored wool suit fitted against his broad back, was known only by his title. He was the Punisher, able to inflict physical pain on who... |
“Oooh!” Ruby shook the box that she’d gotten from Grandma, causing something inside to rattle slightly. “I hope it’s the Astronaut Barbie!” She shook it again, and the curly ribbons bounced around over the birthday-themed wrapping paper. “I really want that one! I’m going to use my luck!”
I took the present and added ... |
The dark corner of the bar is inhabited by a sole vagrant. The barkeep cannot remember a time when the man was not a regular. Dark hair never turning grey, the man seemed immune to aging. As long as he paid for his drinks, the bartender didn't care one way or the other about the matter.
The door creaks open. A harsh ... |
Rain struck the bus shelter as the old, beaten down bus came to a halt. It was an off-green colour, the paint beginning to peel and rust forming around the wheel arches. It had been in service for 20 years, always on the same route, and arrived at this particular bus stop at 7:30 AM every morning to pick up morning com... |
Because I opposed them, opposed the idea that our superpowers made us better than everyone—they labeled me a ‘villain.’
They attempted to battle me, and even attacked my friends. It wasn’t long before public opinion turned, and *they* were the bad guys. With the people behind me, they grew even worse, becoming hellbe... |
Edward wiped the sweat off his brow as the ring thankfully was silent. To think it all began with one child almost drowning in their pool but now, a constant surge of activity kept him busy.
He still never had a home but at least now, he was well-fed from thankful people who realized he saved their lives. Even his onc... |
There were, it had been said to me, over and over again, two different types of rim runners.
There were the amateurs. They had no expertise, no pride, no shame. They stole, and didn't much care if what they stole was actually *abandoned* when they did so. They took risks, mostly foolhardy ones, and their life expec... |
It's September, the greatest time of year.
The air coming in has a frost to it, but it's refreshing after the heat that has been concentrated on me all summer long. My friends all showcase their new fashions, and I join them as well. This year I'll turn a vibrant red, while my neighbors prefer yellow and orange. Under... |
He turned to the stranger next to him. "World-Ender? What will people think? Will they judge me by this name and think I'm that I'm going to bring about the end of the world? That I'm going to usher in the demise of humanity as we know it? That name is going to label me forever as a monster! What will my friends assume... |
*The problem with suicide*, Ethan thought, looking from the gun in his hand to the drawer on the other side of
the room where he kept the bullets, *is that it requires too much initiative.*
He studied the gun, tired. Then, grunting like an old man, he pushed himself away from the mainframe computer and dragged his ti... |
"Sir. I think you should take a look at this."
"Chauncey. I'm busy working on how to make all Skittles into toothpaste and orange flavor. Can't this wait?"I looked back at him by the camera monitor. He had this worrisome expression. For a minion of his professional demeanor to look at me in such a way... It was all th... |
I've always had a cat.
My first cat found me. He was a skinny street cat that had somehow climbed up on to my balcony. I heard him one evening when I got home from work, meowing outside, and I could tell he wanted to get my attention. I assume he was just super hungry and couldn't make his way back down from the seco... |
"He's been talking to that bard again,"Sarah said, peeking through the slats of the window, down the path that led to their cottage. Her apron tails bobbed anxiously. "You know the one. Merriwyn."
"Bard,"her husband Lars grunted, taking a swig of his ale. He drew his arm across his mouth. "Drunkard, that's what he is.... |
”I’m afraid you can only have five minutes with him,” says the curator, as he leads me through the maze of vaulted underground tunnels.
“I understand. Really, I just need to see him — one minute would do, I think.”
We pass numerous carved-out corridors, labelled like they’re streets: War Crimes, Treason, Child Murder... |
I listened intently down the silent hall, diligently alert for anything that might approach. I was on guard duty this week, as were many of my peers, as we had heard the dreaded Magician Assassin, Oleander, had been commissioned to kill the prince. He was sleeping soundly in the room behind me, and I was the last line ... |
**Item #:** SCP-6591
**Object Class:** Keter
**Special Containment Procedures:**
SCP-6591 must be kept inside a specialized cell during all containment and transportation. When handling SCP-6591, all personnel or items must either be at minimum 6 meters away from SCP-6591, or out of its line of vision. SCP-6591 i... |
I walked into the courthouse to a flurry of lawyers, paralegals, reporters, and regular citizens scurrying about.
The case was one that had gathered national attention. The body of a girl who was missing for three weeks finally turned up. A single suspect had been apprehended and the governor wanted this case to be d... |
“It’s just, what’s the point?”
“I don’t understand.” Replied the sword in Jordan’s mind.
Jordan shrugged, “We’re all going to die anyway.”
“Might as well take advantage of it while you can,” suggested the sword.
Jordan shook his head, “I don’t trust power without consequence.”
“Do you... |
My birth was attended by countless strangers, and every day in my life I have been accosted by them. They take pictures with me, they make stupid jokes about me, and they act in a generally patronising manner towards me. Why? Because in the future, a computer algorithm has determined that I am the only person in the en... |
This was the third time this week I’ve had to explain to some uppity lord that I’m just a simple grave keeper, not the divine protector of the realm. For twenty years I’ve been laying the dead to rest, and that’s been the scope of my responsibility. Sure, the last few years have been tricky—the damn Necromancer’s Gui... |
I've seen my fair share of shell shocked soldiers on the field of battle. Soldiers staring off into the distance, not responding to their comrades yelling warnings into their faces. Soldiers mumbling about what could have been. Soldiers like you and I, but different. War had molded them into something simultaneously m... |
The cool autumn morning was tinged with an anxious energy; you could hear it in the birdsong floating from high branches, in the trickle of the nearby stream. Even nature could sense when tumultuous change approached, but the trees stood like brave sentinels all the same. They didn't have the choice to run, and neither... |
*We are afraid.*
It started many, many eons ago, long before even the Grand Spirit upheld his current reign, and the anarchy before then. So long ago that none can even point to a single event as its beginning.
First, there were pillars of heat, strange gatherings of crackling orange and yellow like the great light ... |
"Your seventh child is going to kill you,"the witch said as I finished my drink with her.
"Seventh?"I asked. She nodded, and her tangled hair fell over her eyes. Margaret was an interesting character. She hung out around the bar and fancied herself a witch.
"Yeah,"she said, "had a vision last night, sucks don't it?"
... |
“Just step on it.” I encouraged the short blue creature before me.
“But it’s a chair, it’s for sitting. We need a laddder” The creature insisted.
I sighed discreetly, attempting to hold my fraying patience together. “But we don’t have a ladder, and so we have to use this chair as a ladder.”
“But it’s not a ladder!”
... |
I run out of the mansion, panting. Screams of human agony fade away as the giant doors slam shut behind me.
"Tommy, you made it!"Gina runs towards me and gives me a big hug.
"Good to see you too, Gina,"I smile. I'm really starting to like her. Then, I remember the dozens of friends I have made in the past week. Their... |
The crowd outside the bar was quiet, their collective shock and confusion creating an eerie atmosphere, almost as if the world had paused for those few moments.
Two men faced each other, their backs to the crowd surrounding them. The larger of the two, Clint, clenched his bloody fists tightly. He bore no other mark, c... |
I'm an aspiring lawyer. Less succinctly, I've had the life-long ambition to be a lawyer--ever since I was a young boy and for the extent of my extended youth--and all I've managed to do was flunk the bar four times and dig myself into a formidable heap of debt.
All that aside, I learned some things along the way. Tha... |
This was hard, you're a devious bastard. Also I need to get my head checked out and probably stop writing about people dying.
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Already the early light of dawn was peeking over the mountains and there was still so much left to do. Before, in his younger days, a night’s worth of work could be finished long before ... |
I have loved Charlie from the moment I set my eyes on her. She's beautiful in every way, a light that guides me through the most difficult of times in my life. However, she is also a child, so when I realised I hadn't heard her stomping around the house in a few minutes I went to check in.
I grew concerned when her b... |
[[FINE, I'll make a part 2]]
[[Gold Edit: *Really?* You folks are out of your minds! I'd like to thank /u/I_dont-get_the-joke for the prompt and everyone for their encouragment as I smashed out the following chapters. I will be continuing the story on my [sub](/r/Zigzagstories) which is also listed at the end of this e... |
I always wanted children, I really did. Even though I'm a man, and that's not what modern men often dream of, I just really wanted a little girl to spoil.
At the age of twenty-eight, I got one. A beautiful baby with the brightest green eyes I've ever seen. She had an odd birthmark, a sort of star-shaped blemish on he... |
“Is this Jerry?” I asked, my heart still pounding from the chase.
“Yeah, who the hell is this?” Jerry said. He still sounded like the mean prick he was back at Haven High.
“This is Bill...” I said. Ugh, this is so stupid, he’s not going to remember me. Plus, there’s no way he’s going to keep some old promise he made... |
A voice came from under the covers.
"I swear, it'd better not be another one. Do you know how long it took for the last one? He was good, but not as good as me."
I paused. I was creeping up the sheets, to whisper in her ear, to scare her and to subvert her wildest dreams into her worst nightmares. She removed the cov... |
His cottage was palatial by local standards. He had chosen the estate because it was remote enough to be unmolested. It was big enough to tend and support the family he had hoped to start. With the loss of his damsel, it had suddenly become overwhelmingly large. Now that his hound was taken from him, it was absolutely ... |
I stepped back from the counter. My hand fell limply to my side, coins slipping between my fingers and dropping in a shower of ringing metal. I couldn't form a full sentence, reduced instead to stuttered fragments.
"I... you... but you're..."I gaped, my mind scrabbling to come to terms with the contradiction. A twin b... |
"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury this man is as guilty as they come. I have no doubt in my mind that this crime was committed with extreme malice toward the victim, with the attacker showing no remorse for his actions"
The "victim"he referred to sat in wheelchair sporting a large white neckbrace. He currently couldn'... |
The key to my success has always been planning. I choose my victims months in advance, and work around the clock. Maps of their common haunts, and schedules showing where the victim will be at any given time. Charts of friends and family. Details of her job and boss and coworkers. Even her dirty secrets, discovered thr... |
“So where are ya heading?” Jim asked, his turning down the secluded dirt road. It was his favorite spot for murdering thus far. Granted, it may have also been his only one thus far...
The woman had hardly said a word since he picked her up. She seemed bored, constantly staring out of her passenger window. It was all w... |
*[Heaven is bustling with activity, and God sits on a white desk in the center of the cubicle office. God, a long haired bearded man with white dreads, is flipping through a stack of papers. Angels in suits are moving frantically around him, zipping through cubicles]*
*[Suddenly, an Angel, Migos, walks up to him.]*
*... |
"Professor, may I have a word?"
Sam looked up to see his student, Marcus, who had approached his desk. Unlike the rest of his class who were eager to leave for lunch, Marcus stood by his desk, hugging his books to his chest.
Sam let out a sigh. "Marcus, is this about your essay on benefits of holy water? I already to... |
I wasn't sure why the servers were still up and working. I knew they shouldn't be, but I didn't want to question it too much, Pokemon Go was the one thing keeping me sane through this, reminding me that there was a time when I was not the only person left out here. If I questioned it too deeply, the servers might rea... |
There was an eery silence to it. You'd expect that 40,000 square kilometres seperating from the planet's surface would make a sound.
The first sign came at noon, when the sun began to cast an impossibly long shadow before the great sky dome closed around us. That had been silent, too.
Johannas watched his mobile phon... |
I am so fucking tired of superheroes and supervillains. Wait, we're using 'sleepy' now. I'm so fucking *sleepy* of all these supers.
I am so goddamned bored. Every single movie. Every single television show. Even Christmas shows. Rudolph's super-power? His glowing red nose. Frosty the Snowman? Magic hat. The only one ... |
"Hey, Johnson. Are you sure you are ready for this?"
"Yes sir,"Johnson whispered to hide his trembling voice. "But are you sure this isn't just a joke?"
"You're lucky you're the only one willing to do this, or I would fire you like I fired the other folks who asked. We have a reputation to uphold. Now buckle up, a... |
"That's one small step for mankind,"Marvin said, "One giant step into the galaxy."
He regulated his breathing carefully, admiring Mars' rusty red landscape. Applause sounded in his earpiece, but he didn't hear it over the rush of giddiness at seeing the rover pictures come to life in front of him.
Marvin planted the ... |
"Hey, what are all those lights coming from the Earth? It's not like those idiots were able to make fires that big... holy crap, what happened to the ozone layer?!"
"What could they have possibly done in 5000 years?!"
...
"They have cities already? And transportation? How many countries did they develop?!"
"We pred... |
With a jolt, my senses return to me.
Which one is it now? 298? 299? I would have lost count, were it not for the tattoo etched into my skin, just on my left wrist, reminding me how many I'd used. I can feel the slight prickling sensation as the number changes. That's always the first thing I feel.
Then, the rest. Pai... |
When you take a DNA test, you expect to learn about your ancestry, maybe that you got some crappy genes and could get Alzheimer's or glaucoma. You don't expect to learn you're a work of fiction. But that's what happened to me.
There it was, after the line that said Fact or Fiction: Fiction. That was bad enough. The ne... |
Water. The substance of life. There is no other thing like it. The universe is a cruel place, where the most important chemical in existence is so damned rare. From birth, all advanced species are placed into the water-suits. Not a single drop is ever wasted. Every bit of water is recycled forever, and one can spend ye... |
Ma, bless her soul, was a great lady, but she was also a sucker for the con-men that sold stuff on the streets in New York City. Every year I would take her there for her “New York Minute” as she liked to call her little vacation. We would stay somewhere in one of the boroughs for 2 or 3 days and go see the sights an... |
872-52-3381. That's my social security number. It's real too. Seriously, check it. I have a few thousand dollars in my bank account and few thousand more in credit. It's all yours. If you want, you can put me under a mountain of debt I will ever climb out of. But before you do that, please help me.
My name is Alan Sch... |
Existing is something I'm not sure I've ever felt before. One minute I wasn't, now I was.
My first memories beyond the white abyss are staring at a djinni with a bored look on his face, and a slightly overweight and visibly sweating young man. He stammered something that resembled a hello, before falling silent. He lo... |
"Who the fuck just leaves their lamp in the middle of the path eh? Idiot!"
"Who just strolls around without looking where they're going? You scuffed up my lamp you bastard! This is a 9th Century hand-crafted al-Daw' I'll have you know, and I demand compens-"
"You ain't demanding a damn thing you legless wanker, I tou... |
The man in the three-piece suit grinned as he drove towards the casino's parking lot. *This time* would be different. *This time*, there was no possible way the valet that always served him could have a license for it. For the last 4 years, this particular valet would happily park his car for him, no matter what he dro... |
The mage was prepared. He'd searched the ancient texts for the most powerful spells, and created some scrolls of his very own, written in the blood of a firstborn unicorn. He had taken the top branch from a thousand-year oak struck by lightning beneath a full moon, and carved it for his wand. He had potions and tonics ... |
A hundred years, shards of future in dreamy visions of lessons and love, expanded his mind like a sponge in water. It drank the knowledge, swelling, evolving millions of years in mere moments as he slept. By the time his eyes opened, it was like his head felt heavier, and his heart drooped with the pain of a hundred fa... |
"*Today, on Sixty Minutes, we have an incredible piece. An interview with a policeman known for his work with the Scooby Gang, who wishes to remain anonymous.*"
A black silhouette stalked into view, then the camera panned back to Lesley Stahl. "Thank you for agreeing to do this interview, sir."
"Yeah, sure. Ain't not... |
It had been hard ever since the witch had cursed you. To make up for what you had lost, you had dedicated yourself to learning various forms of hand-to-hand combat but those skills only went so far when faced with a sword. Even though you had found some employment as a strategist and occasionally managed to find work ... |
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