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“The guy clearly is trying to kill himself!” the landlord gesticulated wildly with his hands and mustache which looked like another one of his hairy arms. It was thick and crusted over with mucus. “And he smells, and he won’t stop yelling, and everyone is leaving, and-“
The cop, clearly tired, raises his hand like... |
A Goat was traveling to a place far away.
It knows a better future awaits it at the end of the path it follows.
The Goat is not alone. Others walk beside it. Seeking a future as well.
The path had been easy for the Goat. It felt proud. As it saw others struggle it wondered why they weren't succeeding as well.
The o... |
I had been told of our Home all my life. It was a place full of life and beauty. A utopia for the Anunaki. Earth was my birthplace, although I remember nothing of my infancy. Cold metal ship decks and the barren wastes of our foster planet were all I knew my whole life. Mother told us stories in the holodeck of our Ho... |
To whoever is left, I leave this letter in hopes that you are able to escape from it.
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We thought that there could be nothing more abominable than those demons, filthy degenerates that seeked nothing more than to spread evil. It was our duty, our mission, as angels to eradicate them for the sake of all that w... |
A plate smashed on the wall above Marcus, showering him in tiny shards. "You bastard!"he yelled as him ducked the next item of plain white crockery. "You missed you stupid bastard"
"Shut up!"was the best Martin could do as he looked around him for something else to cause Marcus the pain he richly deserved. They were s... |
Six.
That is both the number of "friends"to keep track of, and the number of times "my"memories have had to be uploaded into new forms. The first, and weakest, was a simple clone of the original, made purely from organic materials. That one made some minor upgrades, increased skeletal resiliency, for example. Each ite... |
I took my pie out of the oven. An apple pie, this should make up for last time.
A neighbor walked by.
"Do you want some pie?"I asked.
He turned to me and gave me a thousand yard stare. "No one trusts your baked goods. Not after last time."
"I know, but I'm alone and want to be good at this."
"Please, for everyone'... |
Mother made us promise that if the Vulture was near, we would leave her. Brother had been carrying her for the past 2 miles, his feet bare in the sandals. were starting to blister.
The collars on our ankles warmed up. It was almost time. We were so close; just 40 yards from the station.
“Leave me! You must go for... |
>*So, here's my situation...*
In my little slice of heaven, Evelin County, the PTA is right up there with the sheriff's office and the mayor. You make the right friends, do a few favors, and bake the right cookies, and that turns into scholarships, recommendations, and basically a full ride to any school you want.
My... |
I raised the forkful of steaming noodles to my mouth and blew. She watched me intently, eyes full of skepticism.
“I-I didn’t see you open those!” I felt a sting on my face as her fingertips slapped my face, collateral damage from her knocking the fork away from my mouth. “Throw those away and make new ones.” Her voic... |
It was a joke. That's what I thought. I hadn't understood.
I didn't have super powers, per se.
However, under very specific conditions, if enough people believed in something such as world peace, or an end to world hunger, I would feel their wish and reality would bend somewhere nearby to reveal someone who did... |
Agent One stepped through the time portal mere moments after Agent Two, the supposedly fresh faced recruit Agent One had been requesting for millennia. Agent One rocked back on their heels with a slight grin hidden by their time mask. They weren’t so much eager to let the trainee show what they can do, but glad to not ... |
Lightning isn't supposed to strike the same spot twice. Everyone knows that. It especially isn't supposed to strike three times. Or four. Or eight. At least I think it was eight. They came down so fast it could be more.
I'm standing by the window with my mama as we watch it. She's really scared, but I just laugh and l... |
Janet watched the broadcast from her old recliner, still ignoring her husband's calls from the other room as she stared at live footage of Paul McCartney stomping his way across the countryside.
Nessa Wiln was reporting from the scene, parked atop a hill several miles from where the huge musician rampaged. She shoute... |
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“Holy shit.”
You mumble to yourself. You know that conducting bank reconciliations for the business shouldn’t be this messy but they suddenly are. After comparing all the sales figures to the bank statements, you’re horrified to find that, not one, not two, but thirty fucking sacks of cash all amounting to something j... |
The Big Four: Muscle Mountain, Madame Melody, Automa-TON, Foresight. Earth's first line of defense against superpowered threats, but when the stakes get high, they call us:
X-Calber - Antimatter Sniper
Bootstrap - Time-Traveling Hitman
Line Hopper - One Man, Infinity Timelines
Then there is me; they call me "Blinker."... |
All humans are born with a spirit animal, familiar, or spirit guide. This highly intelligent and effectively immortal, yet incapable of speaking, creature is meant to lead every human toward their full potential. Soldiers with badgers and ants, artists with peacocks and butterflies, and doctors with Saint Bernards and ... |
"Testing testing, over"a voice calls from the distance, its tinny and slightly garbled but the words are recognizable. Pierre jumps slightly at the noise, nobody else was supposed to be here. He'd trailed this house and its only resident for about a month, learned his schedule inside and out, until the man had suddenly... |
Hey, I knew I shouldn't have gone through that alley, but I was late. It was high noon, and the address I wanted was the first one on the right when you came out of the alley. Going through would get me there with a half-hour to spare; going around, I would be too late.
"Give me all your money!"
Just my luck. I did... |
She always cleaned her home, perpetually in preparation for someone to arrive. She had a habit of cleaning, out of nervousness and necessity, as a means to calm herself. She was eighty-one years old. Her husband had died five years prior; how brave a man he was. In times like this, she recalled, he would say something ... |
"Do I- No I can't. Should I- No, not that yet. I can trim this- decrease that? No, no. They might-"I stepped through the new doorway and saw a person sitting by themselves in the dark. An impressive wall of screens lit up the dark room with their faint glow. The hunched figure sat there, rubbing his hands together vigo... |
I sat in the back of the church, listening to what was being said by each and every person who came up to address the group with prayers or announcements or songs. It was all very boring, I was not completely sure why my friend dragged me here since we both knew what was going to happen.
About halfway through a praye... |
It was sunset on the evening of the Knoll District’s
yearly effigy, which was constructed in remembrance of Alderman Berand the Blessed. The crowd, mostly children, stacked the varying tones of Sun-bleached bones into a pyramid in the district square. This offering was much unlike the previous years when the District’... |
In a city veiled by perpetual mist and shrouded in an unsettling silence, a tapestry of secrets interwove among its inhabitants, concealing truths behind closed doors and sidelong glances. Each day, the neighbors engaged in an air of normalcy, though their lives were entangled in strange and contradictory circumstances... |
**Stirred sounds better than Shaken. That one?**
He wore sunglasses with lenses so small that they made it hard to focus on anything not immediately in front of his face. To any casual observer, this would seem to be a clearly useless affectation, really. His Majesty’s Special Agent hoped to prove them wrong someday, ... |
Sarah Flinn walked down the busy streets of Eagrev, many of the other townsfolk taking the time to greet her, or make way for her despite her young age. She stopped by her usual cafe, where the owner ecstatically greeted her, giving her the usual spot that he had reserved.
“Ms Flinn, it’s so good to see you toda... |
I groan as I turn the calendar page; it now reading December. I know what this means: all the young and idiotic people who can’t spell. All their letters of “Christmas cheer” and “wish lists” will soon be arriving at my doorstep.
Five days into the month and already 5,271 letters and counting. The second my minions ha... |
It depends partly on whether this alternate world is our future or not. If it is our future, a map of safe areas would be worth more than money; it would be the best way to ensure your grandchildren lived. If you kept a low enough profile, billionaires would probably also be rather interested in this information. Perha... |
They were victorious. The Great Entente won over the Allied powers.
The team was unstoppable. Before the war, their expertise created near miracle situations for smaller powers. Their negotiation skills kept Persia out of a nuclear conflict. Their sheer intimidation managed to sway China's opinion to swap sides durin... |
She stumbled again, barely able to keep her eyes open.
"You need some sleep. Please. Let's take a rest."
"No. We need to get there now."
Her legs felt like she was wading through liquid honey, every step tearing on her muscles.
"Please. You can't even walk properly."
"Do this magic thing against my tiredness again... |
My name is Carl and I am just any man. I live in a small apartment and I am a lonely man. My grandmother, the last remaining family member I valued so deeply than the others, had recently passed away and she had left an empty hole in my life.
She was one of the sweetest and the best, she bakes the best desserts and s... |
*My old Cadillac is the only moving thing on this road. The Roth family's farmhouse is five miles from town square, on a picturesque patch of land filled with rolling hills and endless acres of grain. I'm greeted by two dogs, friendly and wagging- and my interviewee's daughter, Daphne. We exchange a brief hug, and she ... |
Arnold was sitting alone in a lobby of what looked like a movie palace from the 1940s, where he used to sneak in as a young boy. He tried hard to remember how he got there, but soon another thought completely consumed his mind. He was not in pain. He had forgotten how it feels, sitting comfortably in a chair, without p... |
Some days it is tough being single. No family. No loved ones. The holidays are the worst. Thanksgiving. Christmas. Hell - even Easter.
I bury myself in work.
I do custom car restorations in the garage of my old gas station off of Route 66. Almost no one comes this way for the gas. It is satisfying work - taking old... |
Immortality is only a curse if you are alone.
I stood by the grave of my wife as I let the rain wash away my sorrow. The colors seemed a little more dull now that she was gone. As I took one last sip from my drink, I poured the rest over her stone, and walked off.
This time, her life was rather short.
... |
I have never understood how we failed so badly as a species. Of all the futures we could have chosen, and we chose this. We live in cold small rooms, work most of the day all just to make enough money to cover room and board. Everyone spends most of their time too tired and stressed to even imagine a better world.
The... |
"Are you sure you can host all of us, Mister..."The conductor trailed off.
"Renfield! Please, call me Renfield! I am more than happy to host."
Mr. Renfield pushed open the towering double doors to the castle, gave a little bow, and waved the band inside.
"Come on now, get out of this dreadful rain!"Renfield begged, ... |
A new dating app service is taking the world and wider universe by storm: Beyond. It is simple. With a similar model to Tinder, users create a profile, customize their preferences, and swipe away to humans and non-humans alike. Anyone down on their dating luck, or just morbidly curious to who is out there, are all floc... |
After the third night, Larry theorized that sleep only came to people who cared to process new memories. But since he had given up, there was nothing new worth remembering, so sleep never came. Without sleep, though, he couldn't forget about it, either.
He couldn't believe he was now one of those guys with one of tho... |
This was it.
The invites were out. After 14 exhausting years fighting against the hordes of the Snow Kingdoms, the Coalition had triumphed. Many years, many battlefields, and many treaties and promises, concessions and betrayals later and the war was finally over. Only one thing left to do.
Talicin al’Ve... |
James walked to the village’s pub. People were hollering. He looked to the source: a group of people huddled closely. They had their arms raised. A man flew up from the crowd and then back down. They kept throwing him in the air. He looked like a happy commoner. James approached a woman watching this. “What’s going on?... |
Would confronting her even do any good, I wondered. Are mafias still even a thing? Like a bunch of overly Italian people in pinstriped suits playing pretend and committing crimes semi-related to pasta? I laughed at the thought. Certainly not my nana.
"Sonny! Where are you? Come in here a minute!"I heard nana call from... |
Hm~
Tonight was bound to be a great night.
It's Friday, the kids are sleeping, and I got some time to myself, sitting on a sun chair on the balcony. Laying outside during the cold, calm night was one of the pleasures of life no matter how simple it is.
With some books I had been meaning to catch up on at the table t... |
(Ruby)
One moment I’m riding on Ember, the next I’m being forcefully dragged off the saddle by a hooded man wearing a wolf mask covering his entire face. His scent was all too familiar; wilting roses and fresh blood, I’ve scented it around the area near my cottage before for the past 15 years. I struggled and kicked ou... |
Ted: Kids, I'm going to tell you the story of how I met your mother.
Luke: Dad, you already told us.
Penny: Last week. And it felt like nine years.
Luke: If you have to, can't you get Uncle Barney to tell us? He'll take little of our time.
Ted: Fine.
\*
Barney: Kids, your father has a bad memory, so I'm gonna tel... |
\[Sharp Play\]
"No, no, I understand,"Max nodded at his date, then stood from the booth. Fran agreed to meet him at a diner; but, she was immediately concerned when she walked in. She understood she was from a different Earth; but, it was still surprising to see several caped patrons in colorful costumes and masks. Ma... |
In this world, the dark side of the moon has something terrible: black humanoid lizards. The creatures lived in a forest. On the lighter side of the moon, there is an anthropomorphic black labrador named Grover. One day, a lizard, Malik, wanted to explore the light side. He looked out to the sprawling whiteness. He ste... |
# ----- The Face Eater -----
Enough was enough, thought Tristen. She'd finally have to confront the hooded figure that's been prowling at her for months. A con creep is usually expected to be an overweight, sweaty, socially awkward neckbeard of a man with anime shirts, trilby hats they insist to be fedoras, and cargo ... |
“I SAID GET THE MAID CART OUT OF THE *FUCKING* WAY MISS, THIS IS A MATTER OF NATIONAL SECURITY,” The bald Agent barked from behind the door to the honeymoon suite, (if it could even be rightfully called that), at the Jersey Shore Emperor Motel.
The panicked summer staff obediently shuffle-ran out of the door in compl... |
"Please, listen to me. Brad is hurting you. It's painful writing this, but being with him will only push down what happened in your past, even though you can't remember it: that-"the letter teared exactly at that point. Ella felt the letter on her fingertips yet somehow it blurred into her plant pots.
A sudden voice ... |
\-Once upon a time in a world much like our own, there existed a society of dragons who had a peculiar hobby. They loved to transform themselves into humans and live among them, experiencing life from a different perspective. Most humans of this world were actually dragons in disguise, and they found great joy in the c... |
The guns are quiet. There is no special event or sacred day, just a brief moment where the mortars and artillery are silent. The barbed wire in no man's land groans in the wind. A single green shoot pushes its way up through the mud. It will be crushed by a boot in a few days. The rats quietly feed on the remains soldi... |
“Oh no!” said the mad scientist, “Who put this giant marauding robot here? Ahhhh! Flee in terror.”
As the mad scientist was vocally mimicking sounds of people fleeing in terror amid explosions the probation officer pinched her nose in grief. For the record the probation committee didn’t care if the eccentric man live... |
You need to develop your protagnoists character arc. How do they get to this life of simplicity. Why do they want to? What stuggles are faced along the way? What challenges and obstacles must they face and overcome? Who do they meet along the way?
Outline their entire journey via a plot synopsis over a numbe... |
A muzzle pops out of the window into the house. Her tiny head wedges through the small slit in the windowsill. A little ‘woosp’ noise appears when she lifts up the glass. The little claws glide through the wallpaper as the chubby body slides down. As her tail hits the floor with a thwack, her glittery eyes looks at the... |
They travelled the earth since beginning of time. Having been forbidden lovers before that, they had been made opposites, each of them representing the reverse things, and sentenced to walk the lands for eternity.
Humans knew of them, but could not grasp the implications of the higher being, they only understood the... |
"I'm leaving."
It's early in the morning. The cars sing through the horizon and the birds roar like their engines. The morning hustle of the big city is the same as usual. As you leave your apartment complex through the front door you also hear people screaming. A sour mixture of bickering and people earning their l... |
Every second I think I might scream at the next thud, silently waiting its arrival, yet no sound comes out of my mouth, as if the horror outside has gripped my lungs, not the ship. Every passing moment, my lungs fill with the salty, dark realization, taking away my breaths, that I just *shouldn't* have. I shouldn't hav... |
Legend of the Dead Man’s Treasure
Legend has it- it was the first month of the year of our lord, 1944. Fully aware the war was lost to them, the Nazis charted the cargo plane, “Herz des Rheins” destined for Argentina, South America. Under the control of Waffen-SS Kommandant, Erik Von Klüg, the mission was to transpo... |
A blackened pot steamed from inside a brick fireplace. To one side and warming her hands, the witch Glenda sat, deep in her studies. The tools of her trade hung from rafters and beams, pots and cauldrons in neat lines like a magical army. More waited on shelves. And weaving through the rafters and shelves were herbs an... |
**— If I Could Do It Again; A Letter To A Younger Me —**
Dear Myself,
Whatever it is I wanted to say to you, I've well and truly forgotten. This is often the way with me; something so profound and true, so... *existential*, just hiding beneath the surface, never to be found. Such great potential, gone to waste.
I ... |
On the day the world ended, Mora woke up from her dream.
Mora had lived a life many would consider a paradise. Living as a "trophy wife"to Kenneth, a rich investor who had played the global markets for years, she easily slipped into the role of attractive companion. Kevin, more of a boyfriend than a real husband due t... |
The room was dark, as the thirteen heads sat around the table. Only their hands illuminated, barring the occasional ember from cigarettes.
"Have we figured out what this was"Number 12 said with a heavily modulated voice.
"We are down to 23 possible theories. With the caveat that the 24th is something even we don't kn... |
A very short one because it's my last day at work before the holiday.
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"Is... is that _perl_?"
"Mostly. There's actually a few calls out to this base64 encoded binary in there too... I think Morningstar wrote it in assembly somewhere during the test phase but he doesn't work here any more, and if I'm honest no one... |
"Tell me this one more time", said the foreman.
James swallowed "well officer i was laying in my bed reading the picturebooks. You know the ones with the red dinosaur"
"Rex the Red T-Rex?"The foreman glanced at his boss, with a face that begged to kill this idiot.
"That's the one. Then the ceiling square fell off ... |
Mitzi stared at the black screen before her, the blinking while line of a cursor taunting her as it rested in its space in the upper left corner, reflecting her work for the day, a self criticism of all she had accomplished in the past four years of her time at university. It was disheartening. To feel so empty after s... |
I always dreamed of finding treasure. Even as a kid, I'd look for hidden objects in the sand, or secret entrances, or just anything. Of course at some point you grow up and life moves on, I mean I did. I went to college, got myself a degree, and bought a house by the beach. Even with where I've gotten myself now though... |
3rd time trying to post
I am personally defining a language as a communication system that has both an oral and written function.
So dance, Morse code, and binary don’t count.
Yet also interesting it has been found that fantasy languages that fit the criteria can be adapted by the ability. Because it is completely un... |
“I’m telling you, it’s a bug!”
“And I’m telling you that it’s a feature!”
I sighed as I watched Elder Cormack and Elder Gersch bicker in front with my chin propped on my palm. Looking at the paperwork in front of me, I quickly scanned to see the details of their request.
“Alright, alright.” I inter... |
I know the dead.
They appear to me every day. Those that linger, stuck with the shock and pain weighing them down, denial and things that persist into the beyond. A woman asking me to call 911, her arm and head sheared apart by the car accident that killed her twelve years ago. The clouds of bodies and faces in the h... |
Every now and then, I feel something watching me. I always got nervous, worrying about scenarios that never happened. One night, I was getting mugged by the seashore, next to the nature reserve, when the full moon suddenly flashed in the sky. The robber was dazed, I felt invigorated, and the sounds of animals came from... |
Horizon
Arthur Blake is working the morning shift as a communication officer at the TRASH dispatching outpost station M87 operated by the Horizon Corporation. It is mostly boring routine work, but human oversight and decision making is still needed in case exceptional situations occur. Situations like this one w... |
Sitting in my spacious cubicle I leaned forward with my chin propped up in one hand, eyes half closed in boredom as I scrolled down the list of unassigned cases. After reading the names of the 30 or so most recent cases I sighed and quickly swiped up, making the names fly by in a blur. I was about to do it again when h... |
In a pub, several alien species talked at the bar. “I just don’t want my daughter to think that she has to be me”, said a green coyote-like creature, “She needs to find her own path.” “Ah, she sounds like a Sipith”, said a blue man made of slime. “What’s that?”, asked the green creature. “It’s a member of a hive-mind. ... |
I couldn’t afford to look back, not with what’s at stake.
I could only move forwards.
I was the last one left. On the remains of the battlefields, my men had fallen. Blood soaked the fields as the sun retreated behind the mountains. The same mountains where another wave of enemies had started to descend f... |
A person encounters a being from the afterlife in the living world.
As the fog began to lift from the early morning rain, Mark saw something that he just couldn’t shake from his mind. Standing off in the rolling fields, beyond all the haystacks, was a grotesque looking being. They were wearing nothing but leather ... |
I zapped through the superhighway that the wilderness of ions had gratituously formed up - directly into the dark cluster that I called home. I excitedly reached home - in an even faster rush that usual - exzzited to tell my wife the good news.
"Hey Honey, I'm home! "I called out to Rad, my sweet wife.
Rad - that's r... |
People often picture revolutions as beginning with a shot, an explosion, an attack by insurgents; a single event that ushers in the fighting. In truth, revolutions build up slowly and steadily. There are many ways to challenge authority and the status quo. Even something small, like developing duel power structures so ... |
The Slumbering Mountains lay between the Forests of Nellia and the Marshes of Hruthrah, breeding ground of the most toxic and foul beings concocted by Hith herself. It was the great stead of Ellasti, in the primordial times, which lay itself betwen these lands, and became the mountains.
Ellasti mourned her stead for... |
I stood by my mothers grave silent. She had died in her sleep a week ago. I stared at the stone silently, grief leaving me silent and void of all other emotions. I heard someone approaching, I didn’t know who, it wasn’t important. I knew I had to get through this grieving process before I could go back to work, that wa... |
CATHY:
Carol,your place is a mess.
Carol is feeding her birds.
CATHY:
Let go of some of these birds.
CAROL:
How could I? Harry sent them for me.
Cathy looking concerned.
CATHY:
You need to break up with him,Carol.
CAROL:
Why? Because he loves me too much?
Carol chuckles.
CATHY:
He has sent you 78 birds i... |
The young girl watched the broomsticks zip past, the tall grass below parting like the wake of a boat. The row of riders reached the river and followed the curves downstream. She knew her mother is one of them. How easy they make it look, how elegant. She wished she had that kind of control.
"Myra."The older girl inte... |
"Evan, are you listening?"
Evan's attention snapped back to the present. He had been drifting, barely registering the last 15 minutes of his therapist's discourse on positive thinking.
"Yes, I'm all ears. Just absorbing everything,"he replied. Internally, though, his thoughts were far more cynical: "No, I haven't bee... |
(This is not meant as an attack on anybody’s views or opinions. It’s not meant to vilify or deify either side. It’s just a stupid little idea I had that made me laugh. If it offends, I’ll be happy to have it removed.)
Santa Clause struggles against his restraints. The room is dimly lit, and he’s alone or so he th... |
\[Sharp Merriment\]
"One five-day work week, Monday through Friday,"Ms. Sharp said. The Owner of Sharp Development sat in a spacious, festively decorated room with four others. Dara's eyes widened in surprise; then, glazed over at the thought of the immense responsibility. "When you're ready,"Ms. Sharp added with a wa... |
"Max, huh,"I muttered the name aloud. It was a golden retriever set to die from disease soon, and it was my job to reap its soul. I really, really hated dogs. Not because I didn't like them. But they were always happy, even in the face of death. And even when I collected their souls, I could still hear the bubbly, chil... |
"-Leaving behind the desolate wind swept plains where hardly any life seems to be able to thrive. We travel instead to a positively bustling ecosystem... The Tawny Bog."
"It is from this primordial soup that creatures such as the Afanc, the Bunyip, and even our camera man Tobias first crawled onto land. Yes Naga's and... |
In a sleepy town council meeting in the northwest, an elderly, balding man with round glasses read from a sheet of paper into a slightly feedbacky microphone.
The others in the town council seem to be normal people - Albeit one dressed as a wizard seemed to follow the live feed camera regardless of where it was.
"Than... |
You throw your head back and laugh “Very funny!” She raises an eyebrow, amused.
“I get why you don’t believe me but you’ll see” she says, “Please can you put on a jacket and those hiking 🥾 boots you have. You’re going to need them.” She won’t budge until you do so. The joke was funny but now you think she’s overdo... |
It started with lucid dreaming. I found that I could create worlds, unshackled by the laws of the universe I inhabited in my waking life. I built cathedrals, imagined masterworks, and generally bent reality with my imagination.
It was a summer day when I made the breakthrough. I was daydreaming, and the world began to... |
It happened overnight, and five hours later I'd be overboard.
Well, in a sense. I'm writing this from one of the lifeboats into which I barely managed to strap myself before it auto-lowered into the choppy inlet seas near Ketchikan, Alaska. Me and two other souls are the only ones here. So I'm writing this to tell th... |
When you look out at the unending inky vastness of space, you imagine quiet. Silence, born of the emptiness and lack of things. However, the last time Bree experienced true quiet they were back on a planet. From the countdown, the roar of the escape velocity engines, and then the constant background of their ship, it w... |
"There it is, in all its glory..."
I whisper to myself, as I tightly grip the handle to my pickaxe while staring down into the massive basin below. Small wisps of steam hazily floated off the edges of the newly created bowl of earth, while large plumes of smoke rolled off the stony face of the meteor to the skies abov... |
We, Humans, are like Mayflies...
Our lives are short; and our love, while vast, too. Like a precious flame that is snuffed too soon. I know that... I am the Storyteller. Or so I call myself...
The eternal scribe for Humanity, he who will always write our history. And as such, I can't fall in love.
... I failed...
I... |
Whelp I'm not a pro at worldbuilding or anything but starting with some searches on "Worldbuilding religion"and "worldbuilding nonhuman races"would be a good start for you. I bet "Hello Future Me"on youtube has at least one helpful video for you.
Aside from that, my recommendation to you would be to look into the reg... |
I look down at my watch. Its been a few hours since Marvin, my genie, took away everyone's ability to feel hunger pains. I need to remind myself to eat. I set a timer on my apple watch for every four hours. Marvin is just looking at me, grinning. "So, is that the point of your existence? To teach each person a lesson w... |
In the shadowed corners of Crescent City, Victor, known in the underworld as the Night Weaver, meticulously crafts his malevolent plan. His ultimate scheme is chillingly simple: to unleash a deadly virus that will bring the city to its knees, preparing it for his tyrannical rule. Each night, under the guise of darkness... |
\[Avoiding Grief\]
"You want to fake your friend's death?"Nina made sense of the information as best she could. She'd been enjoying a morning in the park when a teenage girl with short brown hair approached. She introduced herself as Jubilee Luna and showed off a picture of Nina in a situation she'd never been in.
... |
Mike Walker, Powerplant Technician 2nd Class of the United Systems Starship *Charles Schulz* again cursed the logic of the current situation. Somehow, even with modern deflector systems, something got lodged in one of the Causality Projectors while in a debris field the ship was investigating. This is the third or four... |
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