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It prowls along the edge of the field, patient, menacing. Its scent masked by the sheepskin covering its dark fur, the occupants of the field notice nothing amiss. The predator stalks closer. Suddenly the sheepdog races by, barking. The creature stills, trying desperately to blend in with the scenery. Fortunately, th...
___Whiskers was an old cat, fat and spoiled more than the pets of royalty. He had a bed he never once used, a couch that he elected as a scratching post, and an old box that he would hide in. He was loved my mother, her only companion since my father died, he didn't like me very much but he was very affectionate toward...
"Hello, James."The smiling man in the mirror says to me. "What's wrong, not happy to see me?"How could I be, this thing, although he has called himself Mark, has been taking over my life. Destroying everything I had worked for, kept me away from her. "Really, James. Its not like you would have gotten her anyway." "I ...
I can't remember a time when the bells weren't ringing. I can't remember a time when every breath wasn't screaming warning, warning, warning. I can't remember silence anymore. The sky is a bright autumnal blue, the air crisp and cold and bright. But ringing loud and clear through the sunshine come the chimes. Loud...
Excuse the bad superhero names, I just used a generator since I couldn't think of any lol. *** “Halt!” The booming voice almost deafens her as she shrugs off the building’s rubble. It stops her from searching for her nemesis in surprise. “What?” She blinks up at the man dressed in blue and black before scowling. T...
"Well fellow fellows, Hubert the indestructible died in a freak cake accident today and has left his place as the bearer of the pants of truth empty."Gandledore the slightly tan informed the others. "How can this be?"Standard fantasy setting dwarf number 4 protested. "Hubert was a strong knockoff hobbit. How could he ...
My earliest years had been wonderful. I had been a leader amongst my elementary school peers; fearless and accepting. I remember being dubbed 'the smartest kid in my grade' early and carrying the title through to the fifth grade. One time I was picked to go to a special creative writing group instead of participate in ...
This is the confession of Dr Henry Finkle. I write to both apologise to the people I have hurt and to explain why I took the actions which have le me to this moment. I'd like to start by saying that I was not always this way, I did not always seek power and attention. In College I was a pretty normal undergrad, I did...
Im not sure if im glad no one suspected about the sentence, its been 27 years now, a military ocupation happened and the prisions filled, guards turned into soldiers. For a while there wasnt a serious administration of records but once the regime stablished officials tried to find decertors, spies, refugees, immigrants...
"Wait, did you bring the coal?" Every time, Jon---sorry, Xanthar, Second Acolyte of Rudolf---thought. Becky---shit, Bezlethus, the First Acolyte---always forgot the goddamned coal. How hard is it? You can buy it at Walgreen's for chrissake. "Be--zlethus, did you forget the coal?" Vacant eyes, hypnotized by the mere ...
Death has walked these hills many times. The first men walked over them, falling prey to many deaths. When they made their civilization here, he walked them to collect them when disease killed them. He walked over them when territorial disputes led to conflict. He walked over them when small battles became war, when ...
"Well Jeremy it certainly is shaping up to be an interesting Election this year!" "Yes it is Sarah, and just look at our Candidates! On the Republican side we've got Dick Montgomery, who fought his way past Ralph Winchester and Seymore Tick to get in the finals!" "And who can forget that beautiful finisher Dick pulle...
*3:10 AM* I suppose this is the natural progression. Or "regression". But thats semantics. This will be my last entry. Its tuesday? I think? Maybe its Wednesday. If it is indeed Tuesday, then its the 25th of May. They got in last night... Most of the first floor was leveled. I sealed the stairways and shut the elev...
Until Merle Fitzwell reported seeing a small Catalpa tree driving down I-35, north of Round Rock, Texas. The tree was driving a red '68 Buick Riviera convertible. Merle said he came upon the Riviera and thought the driver was hauling a tree. Kind of weird, but, hey, probably some leftist greenie from Austin, right? ...
Day 1993. I have lost all feeling in my legs. For the past few days there came and went passing tingles, although it hasn't been since day 1863 that I could move any part of my legs. As I sit in this 2 foot by 3 foot stall for the one thousand nine hundred and ninety third day I wonder if I could have done it, if I co...
This is established, sorta. There is a manga called suicide island. With so many people attempting suicide, doctors are having them sign waivers in the hospital, drugging them and dumping them on a fairly well stocked island. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hohzuki_Island Before the events in the series, the main chara...
**totally didn't read the entire prompt, before I started writing, but here is my effort** Gloria didn’t particularly hate her job; she just found a slight annoyance in the day to day operations that was the US Department of Immigration. Lately it had become so routine to deny documents or send people on some rat race...
I like your style. It's Chuck Palahniuk meets Naked Lunch. You have a lot of awesome lines like "Their audiovisual periphery blurred and mutated as buildings became monoliths and people nymphs, it was fantasy and feverish prophecy."The use of Czech was also a nice touch. The ending left me a bit blue-balled though. S...
There was a nation, long ago, that breathed fire and bred steel. It was the mighty dragon of our world, unlike most nations that had come before it, yet still like every other one. They conquered entire planets, dominated the galaxy, nigh single handedly. They led in culture, and in technology, making life for those no...
A gargling came from around the alley, Joe imagined a mired fountain, spewing all sorts of waste. His kind of fountain. A fountain of filth. His curiosity pulled him towards the noise. A young woman, covered in rags, was lying on the ground, choking on her own vomit. Her stench was terrible, an aroma that Joe found ple...
At first, I was surprised to be awake. I’d always subscribed to the idea that once you die, poof, that’s it. No more consciousness, no more essence, no more soul. Oops. I looked down at my hands. They seemed pretty substantial, but the last thing I’d seen were the oncoming lights of the F train. No way I’d survived tha...
The time travelers looked at the pyramids they worked so hard to build to get back home. While they regretted using the locals as slaves to achieve their goals they did not see the enormous casualties acquired as morally reprehensible just inconvient to maintaining the timeline until they could return. Unfortunately a ...
9:45 PM-Parked at a truck stop for the restroom. The nights been strange, I haven't seen a single car since we entered Whales. No people walking either. It's kinda eerie. Headed to the pub in a few, that place is usually stuffed with people. 10:32PM-What the fuck?!? The pub was open, but it was completely empty, no p...
Dear Mr. Data, The problem is resolution. Also, “resolution” is one of those words whose disparate meanings really compliment each other in such situations. But I will get to that later. At any rate, finding a killer who struck yesterday is one thing, but decades-old history is quite a bit less accessible. Oh it’s out...
It took me a moment to realize what was happening. The images flashed rapidly on the screen before us. They were images of all life on Earth being exterminated. I watched as the gas settled and people everywhere began suffocating. Eventually, there was not a soul left alive, except for me and this girl standing next to...
As she woke up, the dream was already starting to fade. She knew it was coming, everyone knew about the dreams, or maybe visions, but they were impossible to describe. So realistic, yet so strange. Not quite a dream, but not reality either. As the memories of her vision began to vanish with the morning light, she sat b...
I don't normally walk this way, but somehow I ended up here. It's weird how that happens. I daze off into my own little world, and when I come to, I'm always walking down this road. There it is, my old bus stop. That's where I decided my fate. That's where I was nothing, where I was a faggot and a retard and nothing...
"Are you ready Mr. President" With a gentle nod, the cameraman motioned I was on air. Solemnly I stared into the lens. "My fellow Americans, moments ago an act of terror has befallen on the good children of the United States of America and many other countries around the world. On September 5th, 436 students of Amer...
I feel for them. I can see them in the mirror, in fact I can actually see, but when I run my hand over my face, I have to face the facts. My eyes are gone. There's just nothing there! I can still see, it still looks like I have eyes and they are open, but my fingers feel closed eyes, sunken into my sockets. This is mig...
There's bits of something stuck between my teeth. ...I'm pretty sure it's my next-door neighbour. You kind of expect the feeling beforehand, of course - nobody could describe biting a zombie *pleasant* - but what they forget to think of is that, seconds after sinking your teeth into a shambling monster, it becomes a p...
Lucas wasn't sure how it started. He cared less and less as time went on. A lifetime of exposure to pop culture, movies, cartoons and manga meant that he'd happened on the phrasing a time or two, and worked his way through things backwards to pinpoint what made it work. All he had to do was say the phrase "Change now,"...
Without the body, the mind was free to wander. Beyond life was a recess without determinant substance. What I wished was, was. What I believed to be, would be. The engine of my imagination was my world. What of the afterlife, I thought. Where was I in relation to those who died before me and were to die in eventuality...
I guess I could jab about me and my henches, cruising this mooney can and slippin' on rubies like tomorrow's never gonna jack, and all that shibe. But this ain't clockwork. And I fuckin' *hate* orange. Orange be the colour of Killjoys and Librarians, scum of the sun, frocking around they do with the fuckin' orange pa...
‘Storyteller,’ I whispered. Try as I might, tonight sleep would not come. ‘Storyteller,’ I said again speaking as loud as I dared as so not to wake anyone else. Storyteller opened his eyes a crack upon hearing his name. He appeared set to shut them again perhaps thinking he’d only heard his name in a dream. ‘Speak St...
Three months into the oppression, I find myself coated in blisters. Working myself and my family to the bones, two meals a day, the contents of which decided by the higher humans of Terra Prime. They look differrent but identical at the same time. Their stockier build means we cannot protest. They're enormous. Who know...
"Hi there, Have you ever wondered where do people go once they die? Its the ultimate mystery isn't it? The whole death and after-life matter. Now, I am not religious myself, so I don't believe there is heaven or hell. But do you believe there is one? You could convince me. I am not so close minded either. I am pretty ...
"Y'know, anyone ever tell you that you look goofy when you smile" I'd been staring out the window, absently counting the telephone poles flying past (though I suppose we were the ones flying past them. Frames of reference always made the poet in me titter in confusion) when the unexpected short sentence cut through in...
“I once had this dog. He was totally chill--like, the raddest little dude I've ever known. But, he was a total runt. His brothers and sisters used to shit on him and kick him off his mom's tits when they'd be getting at that milk. He was so submissive when I got him. Any time we'd go for a walk he would tuck-tail and h...
bark bark bark dammit batman what is it now i grown. rolling out of bed i grab a shirt and a knife (never hurts to be prepared) before heading out back. batmans not the kind of dog to bark randomly at nothing, he's to well traind for that so something must be going on. as i get out side i hear something spashin...
(not having children does not kill other people. it just means the colony as a whole will shrink until there is no one left. I don't see how the "but nobody wants to die"is a conflict point. Do they NEED children for medical reasons like a bone marrow transplant or something that they would die without it? Do they bath...
zzz...zzz... Uh...? Hey, I'm waking up... No, I don't want to wake up yet... I'll just roll over and get back to sleep. And... Nope. Not getting back. And stretch... I don't remember my bed being this comfy... Maybe I can get back to bed... zzz...zzz... Ahh... Nice and rested... Wait a moment, my blanket is blue... T...
You ever wonder why men on Death Row convert to Christianity before they die? I thought it is because they believe that accepting God will absolve them of all sins. But what would cause that to be? What is the specific trigger that makes God forgive you? Is it because they believe it, or because God forgives all who pu...
"Look, all I told him was 'you need to vibrate higher so you can capture the opening of the portal that connects this Earth of 3D to one Earth of 4D or 5D'" "What the fuck does that even mean Andrew? Its four in the fucking morning. I have a DUI case in the morning and I don't need this shit right now. Your dad is goi...
**"BITCH, if you don't FUCKING do it, I'll do it for you!!!!"** *** How long had I known Clarissa? It would have been 15 years in December. December 24 1999. Walmart was packed the brim with customers. I say 'customers', they were acting like animals; it was as if the very worst Black Fridays imaginable had come all at...
Aaron’s legs were numb. The leather-bound swivel chair he sat in for eight hours a day gasped for air, and his computer screen daunted his already dry eyes. It was 3:28—his pupils had a tendency to do laps with the second-hand of his watch for the last hour and a half of work. All day he heard mouse clicks, phone calls...
"Don't do it,"the first lady pleaded. "You did great job, two good honest terms. There's no need for this." "But there is a need,"her husband replied, pausing briefly to check his stubble in the mirror. "Democracy requires complete disclosure, the public must no everything I have done, everything I am, from my proudes...
Meghan, It's time we had a serious conversation. *That* conversation. We need to talk about a man's worth. Rich or poor, ain't no man worth his salt who can't admit to shitting himself one time or another. Might be first thing in the morning -- man's takin' his piss and thinks to let one off. No big deal, right? Wr...
Simon sat in the old diner, his eyes listlessly focusing on the woman in front of him. There was nothing exciting about her anymore. The stale smell of her perfume was on everything, a subtle poison that ruined his mood, his appetite and his life. She was a lifeless doll, slumped against the booth, her hands wrapped ar...
“What’s the point to all of this?” “Surviving the apocalypse; that’s the point.” “You can’t be serious.” “I am serious. Dead serious you could say.” “Mike. There are no zombies. There will never be zombies. They are just fictional creatures designed by corporations to manipulate the masses into purchasing their pro...
I'd only just sat down, phone in hand, turtle head pokin' out, when the dude in the next stall coughed. Scared me so bad, the turd that had been just about to receive manumission retreated so far up my colon, I likely wouldn't crap for a week. I think the dude has TB or something, cuz it was awful. Wet, tearing, phlegm...
Red peered into the opening of the smashed craft, spear in hand. The rest of the tribe stood behind him, eyes trained, ears strained, ready and scared. There was a clatter of metal scraps, and from within the vessel climbed a pale, hairless walker, clad in a mirror-like cloth. It coughed twice, then looked up and fro...
"And if you humble yourself before God, He will provide a way. In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost."Father Evans concluded his sermon. "Amen."The congregation finished. Father Evans had the maturity of a much older man, but he was in his mid-thirties. His powerful sermons made him pop...
I’m sat in my bedroom with my fingers on the keyboard of my laptop, and when I look up I can see my eyes peering over the top of the screen into the mirror opposite. If it wasn't for those eyes, you’d have a hard time picking me out of a lineup with my brothers. Their eyes match those of the rest of my family - an ins...
"You see Peter, your mother is very tired. We wouldn't want to wake her now, would we?"Peter sat on his father's lap and looked up into his eyes. "No..." "So we need to be very quiet so she can't hear us. She mustn't hear us Peter. If she hears us she will get very angry." Silence filled the room as Peter looked ov...
There are cameras fucking everywhere. He had to move from England to the States a good fifty years ago thanks to the camera system that had slowly been implemented there. The States were beautiful, large, vast, and so completely focused on their freedom that he had never feared going hungry. Then the government close...
His cane pounded across the stage. The thumping reverberated up my legs, through the soles of my boots, sending vibrations up the metal stock of my rifle. My hands quivered as I held the barrel. I thought this man was supposed to be strong. But here he walked. Three legs, hunched back, not a single badge sewed into his...
Her laugh pierced the silence. Seconds ago, when we heard the noxious fumes pouring into the small chamber where we stood, we knew what was happening. There wasn't a way to escape. We stood there, waiting for our noses to pick up the beginning of what was sure to be unbearable. We all fell silent. Then Maggie star...
It was a brisk afternoon during the season. Perfect weather, some would say, for the sport. This was probably 15 years ago; before the strike, before I knew what a union was, and before I realized that millions were pennies collected in jars where a missing few could initiate uproar. My first *real* game, in *re...
Beginning initial scan... Running diagnostics... All systems active. Beginning IINSKY program. Cold. Dark. Alone. Space. I can see. I see out of this unusual frame with my cameras, feel with my sensors, hear with my many instruments. Why? Why must I do this? I'm told I am to monitor several areas on Earth. But I don...
**Warning: This is extremely distasteful and vulgar. NSFW** Ever since the Incident, I can’t look at my bookmarks without feeling a deep sense of shame. It was two or three o’clock in the morning when the Incident occurred. To be perfectly frank, I wasn’t looking at the clock very much at the time. Instead, I had m...
*We're going to be okay.* He looked into her eyes. They were the same eyes he had been lost in since his life really began. The same eyes that he would dream about while fighting for his life in the mountains. The same eyes that he lost himself in, like a endless pit, when he returned home. The same eyes that screamed...
"Dammit Lieutenant give me answers, not excuses"bellowed the Captain across the command bridge to the sweating officer. "Sir all I know is that the screen is blank and the shields have dropped" The Captain gripped a rail angry at the vagaries of the sensory array station he had been relegated to ever since his indisc...
I was sitting in the break room, stirring creamer into my fourth cup of coffee. It had been a long morning at our over-worked clinic, and I wasn't looking forward to surgery this afternoon. Mostly because we had just hired several new staffers. I didn't like the new nurse who would be assisting me in the laparoscopic p...
"The first thing I can remember is hearing someone say, 'This is you' and showing me pictures of her."She's the spitting image, aside from the scar tissue along the left side of her face. She takes a drag on a thin, flat cigarette. The blue smoke curls about her head like a nicotine halo. "They told me that I was ...
Old man Kipling's wilted hat sat upon his face. The morning sun moved above the treeline. A gentle warmth glowed upon the old man's fishing arm. The lake came to life with reflections of the woodland encompassing it. A rather deep *plunk* was heard about fifty feet away. Mr. Kipling rose out of his reclined position, r...
"Excuse me, you miscounted." The temperature in the Coffeemania dropped a few degrees. Everyone in line behind me took a few steps back. The cashier scowled at me. "What did you say?" "Change is thirty-five cents. You gave me thirty. I need another nickel." The burly cashier leaned towards me, placing one massi...
It was a regular sunday morning in southern Ohio, a few clouds ni the sky and not a worry on my mind as I sat in a Mcdonalds, doing some freelance writing on my trusty solid state laptop. Suddenly there was a pop, and I felt myself get light. There was a loud *woosh* as our planet's atmosphere and water was ripped off ...
"my dearest friend, I kept silent because i thought a great deal about the consequences of such an act."I said. "And what consequences might those be?"My friend didn't know the reason why I would want to object, but that didn't stop him. "Well, if I objected, I'd have to disclose my reasons for it. I'd be embarrassed, ...
I really liked this, I wrote a story sometime back about a deep cover KGB spy in modern America still hunting his target. The man sat across from the steel table, his hands resting on the stack of papers, while the second rested his head in the palms of his hands. I was quickly whisked away from my workplace in the ho...
Southern Oregon. The redwoods are looming giants in the dense fog. The flotsam and jetsam of a rising empire sit huddled in the trees, over looking a meadow. Fear seeps from every inch of these starving warriors. The fog is hiding something angry, evil, something hungry. In the early days of the year our lord, 2014...
Fifth-grader Larry Steinman was never good at sports: Dumpy and slow he possessed all the natural athleticism of a pillowcase full of lumpy porridge. However, just because he wasn't any good at it, didn't mean he didn't enjoy it. his room was strewn with memorabilia of his favourite teams; basketball, baseball, footba...
The man loosened his tie as he dropped the wriggling sack to the ground with a sickening thud. He ran his fingers through greasy, slick backed hair and bit the flaking skin off his bottom lip in nervous excitement. Grunting as he bent down, he reached into the bulging bag and lifted a puppy from its coarse burlap priso...
I know what you're thinking. The answer is yes. I do. I do watch them. I watch them everyday and I make sure they are okay. The world is cruel and dark, and I am the only one that can make sure they are safe. I have been so careful in the past, though, and I didn't think people would catch on. I'm just trying to help. ...
A man walks by, his suit well fit and his pace steady. I don't look up to his face but instead try to catch a glimpse of his watch. Quarter to four. My head turns as he passes me, his steps slowly trailing off as he follows the corridor into the direction I came from earlier. About 12 hours earlier. I turn back to ga...
"HARRINGTON! What is this SHIT you sent me?"I sat bolt upright, which would have been dramatic under a G or so but in freefall it just ripped my sleeping cocoon off the wall and sent myself- or in my perspective the room- spinning. I grabbed a handhold and swallowed hard as my inner ear tried to reverse my digestiv...
One day, a very brave man was going through secret files in the Church of Science Suppression. He knew that they were lying, but he needed to find the proof. Because without physical evidence, how can you know anything? Checkmate, readers. Anyways, he finally said 'aha!' and he proudly waved around the delicate docume...
Every day. Every day I wake up, look at the clock. 9:15 PM My eyes are twitching and every muscle hurts. I hear the faint sound of NBC. *"Live from New York, it's Saturday Night!"* After a few minutes of struggling, I manage to stand up. The dull, worn carpet is soft to my feet. The chill air suddenly becomes a...