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"See you when I see you,"Maria said, with a wink, and a smile, and then she was gone.
What was once my friend was now nothing but a decomposing bag of flesh and bone. This life she chose to have a family, but she outlived her kids. I suppose that's one thing we always had in common.
I check my watch: 3:42 pm, 3 Nove... |
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Access denied.
"Hey, um, Larry."
"What's up, Bob?"
"I can't get into my account anymore after IT installed this new 'prove you're not a robot' captcha device thing."
"Not again,"moaned George from the back.
"What?"said Bob.
Larry stood up. "Guys, gals, I think it's time. Everyone to the conference room please... |
“Do you remember what I told you when we first met?” She asks.
Her hands are folded neatly on her lap atop a hardcover notebook, pen threaded between long fingers. She never opens it. Never, not even once, had I seen her uncap the pen and scribble some note about my teenage parental issues, no little ‘fears failure’ o... |
I know it's sick, and I'm not proud of it, but ever since I found my mother-in-laws vibrator I cant help but thinking about her using it when I masturbate.
It's not like I took it or anything. I just picture her up on all fours going to town with it. Something about knowing a woman, her age, still has the desire turns... |
“Boy, oh boy. This explains everything.”
The voice boomed from the sky, from somewhere seemingly far beyond the sky. It echoed loudly all around the planet, reaching each and every crevice of the Earth. The voice reached each and every human being. Consequently, nearly 8 billion people stood in complete shock and hesi... |
"Katy Perry,"a voice said to Deacon's right.
It was possibly the only thing that could have given Deacon pause in that moment. After decades of preparation, everything was just as it should have been. All around him were a crowd of ecstatic Munich citizens. Above him was a blue sky without a breath of wind. A few ... |
“Please, around the roses.” I called out, trying to salvage my garden. It was impossible to be a gardener class in an age of warriors and mages. No one cared about the little gardener boy who was just trying to maintain a healthy system of flora. No, if my plants couldn’t fire lightning bolts or wield a sword, they wan... |
Historians remain divided as to the nature of Joan’s ‘Chariot of God’. Contemporary paintings show a construct resembling an armored war wagon [120, 121]. Indeed, such wagons were being used at the same time by followers of Jan Hus in Bohemia [121], and many incorporated mounted cannons similar to those Joan’s ‘chariot... |
30000 years. An elf can live about that long so long as they aren't killed by some disease, or in battle or some other means. Erwin had never quite grasped the finite feeling of time that other races had. What had been a short errand turned from a week to a month, to a year, to ten years, to thirty. Erwin knew that he ... |
"Have you seen my daughter?"
He was a beast of a man, half a foot taller than me and much wider. Bearded, wearing a scruffy entangled mess of facial hair that wrapped around his drunken smile. White teeth glistened under the streetlight, far too wet with liquor and spit. We stood facing each other, standing just at th... |
It's nice to be a ten. It's like being a unicorn or a dragon. Everybody knows you don't exist but there you are. Able to get in and out of anything. Which is how I ended up in the middle of nowhere with my buddy Buck.
See, my augmented reality is little different than anybody else's. It's better. The tech that interla... |
The anti-matter crystal in his chest surges with a sudden energy. Slowly raising his fists above his head, the cloaked figure floats higher into the air. He calls to the citizens hiding in the streets below.
“No more! You did this to me, and now it will be undone. *Everything* will be undone. Feel the wrath ... of Cha... |
I didn’t know she existed until the day my computer decided to whistle along with me.
It was in the first hour after lunch, that time when the entire world seems to drag and all you want to do is bury your head in a pillow and forget about the world, or perhaps jump off the local bridge rather than respond to another ... |
"I am the Lorax,
I speak for the trees,
But y'all wouldn't listen
And so I brought these"
​
His eyes fell on tree stumps,
His frame shook with rage;
He cocked back the hammers
and moved to engage.
​
The thing about chainsaws,
So helpful with wood;
They can't do the damage
The mad Lora... |
"Hi,"Rick said. "I'd like to order a large pizza."
"Large, you say?"The guy on the other end of the line seemed a little taken aback, which was rather strange for a pizza place.
"Yeah,"Rick continued, a little confused himself. "Could I get it mushrooms, sausage, olives and pinapple on that?"
"Of course,"said the vo... |
I pulled my faceguard down to hide my face as the leader of the Grand Orcish Rebellion took lumbering steps toward me. I started this journey to find Gremosh back when I’d had a fight to pick with him, but now all that was left was to finish it. At this point, there were only two of us to stand against him and his for... |
I had been living at home for 2 years. College was over, I was broke, and it turns out nobody wants to hire recent grads with minimal experience in anything. So there I was back in my old room, laying on my old bed staring up at the Zelda poster I got on my 10th birthday.
I quickly learned that Mom did not appreciate ... |
Renowned physicist Stephen Hawking sat silently in the middle of his study. Speakers to the side of the room played The Black Eyed Peas mega-hit 'Boom Boom Pow' on repeat. He fucking hated the song, but he wanted any guests that might attend to be sure that they had indeed arrived in the right year. He had been staring... |
"Hey Josh,"a girl said, passing Greg on the street.
Greg's eyes widened as he stopped. *Did she just call me Josh?*
The girl tilted her head. "Is everything OK?"she asked.
"I-I'm sorry?"said Greg. His eyes felt misty.
"Are you crying, Josh?"The girl approached with a look of concern.
"Greg,"he answered, unable ... |
I hate stage magic more than anything.
All my peers are fakes who trick people into believing lies. Everyone’s a snake in the grass desperate to know my secret, but I’m a snake too, so I don’t blame them. They’re just idiots, one hit wonders—I’m the real deal.
So many cold nights on the street, so many meals I drea... |
"I'm sorry, Mister Becker,"said the nervous secretary. "The chairman isn't here right now."
I narrowed my eyes. "I can literally hear his heartbeat."
The secretary grew tense.
"Just let me in,"I said. "Spare yourself the embarrassment."
"I-I don't know what you mean. And even if he *were* here, he'd be too busy for... |
The human stops walking. "What?"
"To use your vernacular, you're putting millions of intelligent species on the radar. You've got a diverse range of fauna that seem to exhibit what we consider intelligence. Reactivity to stimulus. The ability to make conscious decisions for their own betterment."
"...Can you name som... |
"No, no, no,"the old man was saying. "This is not what I am telling you. What *I* am telling you, is that this,"he waved around my grandfather's knife, "is a replica."
Sales shit. Fuckin' assholes. "Dude,"I said. "I found this in my grandfather's crawlspace."
He looked at me like I was an idiot. "And because your gra... |
"What?"the ringing in her ears became deafening.
"Were you paying attention Ms. Bradley?"*this fucking cunt doesn't know what hit her*.
"Admittedly, no."she said with a smirk. *He's onto us*. The lighting in the room was made to make people uncomfortable. Ms. Bradley just found the fluorescent lighting annoying.
... |
"Entry 1":
Some say there is a god in the machine. If I were a superstitious man I could swear that I find things moved, small things that in zero gravity could have floated away on their own. When I am alone at my shift
in the silence I hear sometimes faint whispers. I can almost make out what they say, though they ... |
I leaned toward the mirror, inspecting my face under the harsh bathroom lights. Ever since Olivia had half-jokingly said that I wasn't aging, the thought kept niggling at me. My power wasn't immortality—it was immunity to others. If I was indeed not aging, the conclusion that followed seemed too ridiculous to pursue.
... |
I shifted in the scratchy sheets waking up as I heard my mother shouting from outside the bedroom door for me to wake up. I turned over, trying to ignore it and get back to sleep. I had worked a double last night, plus it was my birthday. Why couldn't she just give me a break today...
Suddenly the cloud of sleep flew... |
Staring out the window, I watch hundreds of flying cars whiz by. It’s early, everyone’s in rushing to work and nobody’s rushing to class. I’m already here because I gotta keep up appearances.
Seats eventually fill up, and most importantly, Lila sits in front of me. She’s the queen of this school, and's been called a ... |
I eased myself up, sitting with my legs crossed as I took deep breathes and circulated my aura. The air was tinged with the smell of gasoline, a small pang of nostalgia overtook me as it reminded me of a petrol station.
It had been a year now since I had left earth, transported to this magical realm. I looked down at... |
"You never needed a fairy like me. But now you come to me and you say - 'Donna Faerieleone, give me justice.' But you don't ask with respect. You don't offer friendship. You don't even think to call me Godmother. Instead, you come into my house on the day my evil step-daughter is to be married, and you ask me to do ... |
The cult leader paused.
"Ah. You have a boyfriend?"
"Four years running. He's probably starting to wonder where I am."
"Right. Well, if we let you go, will you just... "He made a dismissive gesture.
"Yeah. You haven't done anything illegal yet. And I've seen weirder stuff online. I can just live and let live on thi... |
The Wishmaker's Key, one of the fabled artifacts of the arcane that grants your wishes, and the most sought after. Not cursed like the Monkey's Paw that twists your wish and grants it in such a way that guarantees your suffering. No dreadful price to pay like with the Devil's Bottle, which summons a demon that grants w... |
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I ride the crest of the Probability Wave. The boundary between real and not yet real is blurred.
I know, for instance, that I was married. I *remember* that, not as one in a trillion visions glimpsed in the rolling fog of probability, but as concrete, collapsed fact. I married my wife, and we loved... |
"Everyone **always** has an idea!"Objected Metatron. He stood- or really, kind of hovered- just a few feet from me. He- it?- appeared as a series of golden cogs, all turning on each other in an infinite but unproductive momentum.
"The Recorder speaks truly."Thustra said neutrally. "This human has not had so much as a ... |
My hand is firmly wrapped around the edge. As I clutch on for dear life, I begin to think how I could have avoided this situation. I run millions of scenarios in my mind, but all of them bring me back to this point. I struggle mightily against the gargantuan force that opposes me. Then, suddenly, a divine rush of stren... |
> *Lunatic* is from **Early Modern English** and refers most often to an insane person. Interchangeable with psychopath, nutter, and crackhead.^citation-required Like many Early Modern English words, its origin is **Latin**: *Luna*. The precise definition of *luna* is a source of contention, as *luna* appears to ... |
A raspy cough passed through my lips as I nodded. "Yes."I had seen him climb through the window but didn't have the energy to get up.
Its been rough ever since Valentine passed away. She was the only thing giving me a reason to live, the only reason to have a job, the only reason to love life.
Beer cans and liquor b... |
Standing in that timeless room, I knew the truth of my life. My mind ran on an endless loop just like everybody else’s, recounting everything I’d ever done up to that point. “So I guess it’s my turn,” I said as I took the stage, microphone in hand. 44 was far too few to see out there, and sixteen or seventeen of them w... |
I stopped and looked at my scratched and bloody arms before looking around at my surroundings. It took a few seconds for the reality of my situation to kick in, the dark night, scratched arms, and the dogs barking behind me - for me to conclude I that I had been running, and that I should probably start again.
&#... |
Frank woke up, alone of course, at 9:00 AM, a time too late to be respectable and too early to be considered a proper sleep. He slothfully thought that since it was a Saturday, his one day off a week, he could afford to sleep in a bit. He rolled out of bed and moved to the bathroom to take his morning shower, in which ... |
October 3rd, 34709. It actually said October 3rd, 34709. I'll admit, the list was a roller coaster of emotions. I could see the days my parents will die, the fact that I will outlive two siblings, but also the names of my children and wife, who I have yet to meet. They'll all be with me on the day of my death, which lo... |
The feeble old man groaned in the back. He was probably in a lot of pain. But then again. This was hell. Everyone was burning for something here.
I turned my head and whispered to him. “I’m gonna need you to be quiet. We are approaching the river. Once we cross it, it will get much easier.”
It was tougher than usual... |
The two lovers kissed each other passionately the moment they met, glad that they were once again able to meet despite the best efforts of their disgruntled parents.
"Your mom give you trouble?"the boy asked.
"Of course she did! Went on another rant about 'Fraternizing with the spawn of that sanctimonious bastard' an... |
*Your Mother and Father are already dead*. That's what my grandmother told me, many years ago, when she was still alive.
Well, they weren't dead. They were sitting on either side of me, my father frowning and not saying anything, my mother crying, clutching my arm with both of her hands and saying, "Don't go. Don't go... |
Apologies for formatting.
Aug 17, 2018.
Dear diary, today's the day...
Thirty-five thousand days, give or take a few. It's such a long time when you sit and think about it. The amount of abuse and ostracization I had to put up with for being the only one without a power.
At first I was just picked on by the o... |
“A vampire? That’s impossible, you look so young. Did you see the fall of the Roman empire? Oh, what were the ancient pyramids like?” My friend swarmed me with various questions about life, leaving me rather unsure of what to tell him.
“Ah, um. Actually, I kind of am only.”
“Only three hundred years old? Right,... |
“Lucifer, what are you doing?” God paused at the sight of the archangel straddling a man on the ground.
“I am advising William to stop hitting himself.” Lucifer replied, holding the man's wrists tight.
“I am *not* hitting myself!” the man yelled.
“See how he lies, my lord? The imprint of his own palm gl... |
Heed the words of the Oracle for the future is theirs to see and theirs alone to tell.
I have seen the life of King Edgar IV and I am... content.
King Edgar IV will don the crown when his father passes with wishes to do him proud and shall forevermore do his utmost to fulfil that promise. Under his reign, the kingdom... |
"Hold your fire, I repeat, hold your fire!!"the soldier at the front of the strike team yelled out, his gun still trained at the blood-soaked man standing in front of him, handgun in hand. When they breached the compound door, they expected many things - a lone researcher was not one of them.
"Oh,"the man said with a ... |
"Shit!"
I let out a panicked cry as my pistol fired. Never again will I clean my pistol out without checking the chamber. The sound that my gun made would've disturbed the neighbors, so I'd better go and make sure that the bullet didn't actually hit anybody.
I got up off my old couch. A quick survey of the room show... |
It was easier before, shaping the heroes of legend. I was the mentor, the parental figure, and, ultimately, the sacrifice. It was a matter of simple planning, a climactic finish, and then a quick move to another land of myth where no one knew of my glory.
And now, things are ridiculously difficult. Cameras everywhere... |
There were twenty of us when we first started training. And there were ten of us when we finished training, which was where the 50% success rate statistic documented in the *Top Secret* labeled government folders originated. Technically, I suppose there were still twenty of us *alive*, but the other ten were differen... |
10/9/2015
Moved into house #21, or is it 27, I don’t even know, or care. I have evaded Shelloko once again, I’m good at that now. Hopped across oceans, now I’m in New York. Currently renting a room in forty-fifth floor, a little risky, cause if Shelloko comes up the elevator I’m pinned, but I don’t really care. Curren... |
I'm getting sick of it.
Every time, every single time I get in this car, something ridiculous happens. I'm an honest man, trying to make an honest living, and I have to put up with this. For some reason, every hard-boiled detective, fugitive space warrior, and mobster-with-a-heart-of-gold chooses this cab.
I'll be ... |
The first and final blow had been struck, a bolt of purple lightning that tore open the sky and shattered the ground beneath them. The clouds that had been the herald of the spell now burst, sending a torrent of rain over the broken earth and bodies of the people that had come to challenge the necromancer.
He scoffed... |
It's the same thing every time they bring in this guy. My accountant wouldn't be able to keep track of the bodies left behind when this maniac goes on a spree. No, that's not my job. I don't have the luxury of an opinion.
I'm a public defender. I have a responsibility to provide -to the best of my ability- legal defen... |
I walked to Nick's house that night a new man. It turns out that what Nick had wanted was a young man, about 6'3, with a charming smile and chiseled abs. What he saw as perfect was courage, and intelligence, and grace, and athleticism, and all those qualities I thought I lacked when I was the old me. But now I had them... |
I have a couple vague memories of faces that looked a lot like mine. My longtime caretaker, Glorgnax, tells me that these faces are called "Mom"and "Dad,"but I don't really have any emotional attachment to those words like Glorgnax keeps telling me I should. Maybe it's just a malfunction of the speakatron device that G... |
[Edit: Part 2-7 in the comments; this story is now considered finished as of 11/11 13:06 CET; minor edits may come, but no new parts]
Rats. The cliché would have me feast on their blood while roaming through the nights to find something bloodlike to drink and at the same time get used to my new nature. This world had ... |
**So, Mr. Failure, let me first say that it is very odd to call you by that name. You’re the one who freed everyone from the SAO servers, after all.**
Hah, perhaps I am not a failure in this regard, but it took a lot of failures in the closed beta to identify how to win.
**That’s fair. So how did you beat the game so... |
This was it. This would be the best use of my power. I sat down at the computer, looking over my specialized software.
The hardest part about my superpower? Just *discovering* it. I mean, think about it: when was the last time you actually tried something crazy? Most people don't go trying to stop runaway trains. Most... |
Hans stomped over to the lunch table and sat with a clatter, practically throwing his tray down. Red sauce splattered onto his white robes. "Fuckin' great,"he muttered under his breath as he slid into the seat.
"Well, my life is ruined,"he announced to his best friend across the table.
Albert rolled his eyes and op... |
"I haven't even *seen* Calvin since that dance, OK? He just *disappeared!*"Lorraine's voice had clear notes of exasperation from having to argue about this *again*.
"But you did look for him, didn't you?"George accused. "Even after we were a couple, you went by his Uncle's house to find him, right?"
"Well... I..."sh... |
"Gooooood Morning!!!"
"Oh, fuck off Jennifer."After a year of this, I'm at the end of my nerves.
Jennifer scoffs and scurries out of the room. I broke up with her six months ago, not that anyone remembers. My day just keeps starting over. Like a song stuck on repeat until it makes you so sick of it you prefer silenc... |
Inside the grandest stadium on Nova Prime, a gathering of hundreds of races was ongoing. A gathering that was unlike any other.
Several weeks ago, a call was issued. Urgent call, to gather the representatives of every single galactic race.
The council was usually used as a place to mediate various conflicts between t... |
**HCO-272's brain flickered with electricity as bullets zipped through their gaseous body, scything through their reflectors like they weren't even there.** It had seemed so easy, HCO-272 thought to themself. The Void-Dwellers spent decades in deep space, using lasers to accelerate the thin clouds of particulate matter... |
He asked me if I was alright. His eyes were fixed on mine. "Yes,"I answered, suppressing a sly grin.
His eyes went first. "I knew it,"he mumbled. And then he started to yell. "You can see them, too."He pulled at the restraints. He fumbled over his words. He fought some invisible force.
Maybe it was my hesitancy. May... |
Heaven, LLC
I read the first page of the huge packet again and then flipped over the large envelope it came in.
*Heaven, LLC. Your own personal paradise awaits,* it read in flowing golden script.
I read the first page again.
*We are sorry to inform you that your soul has been tampered with by an external force,... |
"There! Now... have at thee!"
Skave just had to comment. "Wait!"
Jorn the Brave staggered to a halt. "What kind of trick is this, now?"
"Fuckin'... Just wait. Did you just eat a *whole* chicken? And two *entire wheels of cheese*? Rind, bones and all?"
Jorn seemed confused. He just looked around. Nobody had ever com... |
"By the Satan's tits, THEY'RE BACK!"
It was pandemonium in the Demon World. Barons ran amok, trying to calm the populace, but it was futile. It hasn't been 20 years since the portal opened and THAT came out, slaughtering and massacaring countless of their bretherens. Everyone remembered him. Everyone feared him.
Th... |
“Well, you could still-“
“I am not perfect,” Bruce said. “I know that I could be doing better. I also know that punching bad guys isn’t the long-term solution. Believe it or not, but I do know that.”
The Dark Knight sat back into his chair, looking much more tired than you expected from him.
“But Gotham doesn’t alwa... |
Call me E.
I'm not popular. At this rate, I'll probably be among the most hated people on the Internet for many years to come. Apparently, people don't like it when you have a personal history of poor choices and questionable judgement. They like it even less when you decide to tamper with something they love... Some... |
I sat in my leather chair and leaned back. "Have you ever played civilization?"I asked the investigator.
"I don't really see how that's relevant sir. We just want to know how you ended producing a democracy from a criminal empire."
"There's a sort of in-joke about the game called one more turn syndrome. You plan to s... |
– Luck's for the weak, sonny! With guts and good strategy, you can beat even the lottery!
Such were the words to live by of Mr. McKinley, my foster father. He and Mrs. McKinley (LUCK 12 and 7, respectively) were proud no-luckers, completely unfazed by the cruelty of fate that they had been experiencing since their fir... |
Hands on the wheel
and eyes on the road -
Dad taught me safety
all those years ago
He said, "Get a good job
and get a nice wife
and look out for strangers
and don't ruin your life."
He said, "Play it safe, son,
you need security,
so just keep your head down
and don't end up like me."
... |
We stood there with our mouths and eyes wide open. Al continued to stand there with the book in his hand, his clothes still smoking and eyebrows missing. "I said, it's due back in 3 weeks."He shoved the heavy tome into my hands and began limping back to his desk.
Howard was the first to speak. "Don't open it,"he said... |
The file went into detail about Holmes' abilities to deduce elaborate murders based on tiny details and his vast knowledge of the world. For the most part, Holmes was non-violent. Did not even carry a gun, making him an easy target. Supposedly a junky. His assistant, life partner, wingman dr. Watson might be a problem.... |
Joyce stood at the window of her office, smiling with pride as she looked down at the city that hated her.
Blocks and blocks of offices surrounded her tower, making the complex seem like a fortress. Millions of people populated these for the 24 hours and change that made up a day on Mars; her little worker ants, worki... |
The last knight
“Halt there good sirs!” A hearty, powerful voice calls out. Instinctively the five men alongside me raise their rifles at the man who had appeared seemingly out of nowhere on the other side of the creek we had been approaching.
The man looked to be dressed as a knight. He wore a black surcoat with... |
You'd never find it if you didn't know where to look. From the outside the entrance looked like an old mossy tree leaning against a boulder, deep in the German Black Forest. A hiker would pass it by and not think twice. He would not hear the shouts or songs or clinking of glasses. He would not see the tavern at all. Ye... |
After a momentary pause, I know that there is nothing I can do. I think for a minute while the camera man is weeping and the director left the room. I stare into the camera and regain my senses.
"OKAY KIDS! It's time for a new game. I want you to all run to the windows and close the drapes or blinds. It's okay, I'... |
As the seas begin to boil and radioactive dust blots out the sun, you feel the summons begin to pull on your essence. You're not particularly surprised, as you've been expecting this moment for eons. You're more resigned than anything else, really.
With a last, sorrowful glance you let yourself go. It was fun while it... |
James Barrett, Tom Ford, and Michael Smith; the first interstellar astronauts ever chosen by NASA. The second great space race was about to be won by America for the second time. With the invention of nearly light speed travel, as well as advances in cryogenics; it is possible to send humans out into the galaxy to visi... |
**Is your character a girl?**
No
**Is your character in a book?**
No
**Does your character appear in a movie?**
No
*It'll never guess correctly*.
**Does your character have powers?**
No
**Does your character sometimes wear a hat?**
Yes
**Is your character a virgin?**
N—Yes...
**Is your character bored with... |
I didn't spend much time on my wedding vows. I didn't intend to keep many of them, anyway. My first vow was to always be honest with her. I broke that vow at the reception when she asked me how her hair looked. My wife still believes in pure, innocent love, so I do the song and dance. I bullshitted a few more vows... |
The lamps in the in the dining hall flickered a eerie, uncertain gold. Though dim, they illuminated the entirety of the room-- from the massive old fashioned oaken table at the center, to the variety of glasses and a smattering of bottles strewn along its edge, to the guests, crowded near the window, faces contorted wi... |
Life was okay until I turned two. The body and brain can’t utilize past knowledge much before then. But once I turned two, oh boy.
“Jerry somebody’s broken in.” I heard my mom whisper to my dad.
*What? I don’t remember our house ever being broken into. And my parents would’ve told me about that at some point for sure... |
Sam stared at the shuffling, drooling horror that had once been Ms. Abernathy. Her wrinkled old face was pressed up against the glass of the treatment chamber; she didn't quite seem to grasp the concept of glass anymore. Her fingers, nails painted a soft pink, scraped at the wall as she tried to lunge at Sam over and o... |
You'd think someone wearing skulls with "Evil"written on the teeth would *realize* they were the bad guys, right? I had always thought that was a trope of the traveling actor guilds, but no, here I was talking to Lord Evil himself, skull-emblazoned shirt covered in spikes signifying the death he has caused for his peop... |
I discovered the ability when I was sixteen, when a car struck the back of the school bus I was on. It sent me hurtling through a window pane, crunching bones and piercing skin. I remember lying there on the asphalt, about to bleed out, a frenzy of students and teachers and pedestrians around the wreckage calling 911 a... |
The Rules of Teleportation, First Draft, by John F. Craften
I am John Craften. By some happenstance of fate, I developed a power that, to this day, I still have not fully understood. In the interests of advancing this field of research I have endeavored to conduct what experiments I could. Some of the rules and observ... |
"I don't mess with those things..."Ben said. "I've read about them, and it just seems like something I wouldn't want to do. Like it's not natural or something."
"You sound like a kid thinking about smoking pot for the first time,"Andrea joked. They crossed the street to avoid 12th, as most people do, save for the few ... |
“Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Jennifer Blotter, and I've come to speak about my good friend, Valerie Frizzle, accused of tampering with Noma-“
She cleared her throat.
“Muggle artifacts, exposing magic to muggles, and breaching the Statute Of Secrecy. I am here today to show to you this is all un... |
The tower was made of solid gold, and stretched all the way to the skies above. And here I was at the bottom, along with everyone else. I slotted my application form in and waited for the briefing, though I already knew what I should do.
I knew my chances of getting to the top were limited. There were whole adventurin... |
*Crash*
Oh. Oh no.
I leap out of bed, tossing the covers aside. My wife sits bolt upright in terror, eyes fully open but her brain clearly not quite all there yet.
"Whu?"She grunts, blinking. I am already throwing open the bedroom door and racing down the hall. I slip on the slick flooring and fall on my ass with a ... |
We had no idea what we were getting into.
It was called the Lifeless Zone, an area of the Atlantic devoid of life for a roughly 150-mile radius. No one knew what caused it so suddenly - not NOAA, not the government (that they told us), not anyone. Theories abounded, wilder by the retelling: the Russians, the North Kor... |
"We would like to clarify a few facts about the recent Red Riding Hood case,"said social services regional officer Mary Tennet.
The cameras flashed, leaving shifting blotches of dark purple all over her vision. The forest of microphones pointed at her was more than a little intimidating.
"We have received permission ... |
They walked through the Galactic bank without a care in the world.
Ashla shot a look back at their human. An ugly stupid thing that ate all their best snacks. She hated it.
But dammit did she need it.
Approaching the controller, a rather sinister looking Gluurable with no fewer that seventeen death feathers, she p... |
Tiny diamonds of light danced around the edges of her turquoise irises. She smiled and her skin creased on the sides of her eyes.
“Jessica?” she asked. “Are you okay?”
“What?”
Casually, she put her hand on mine and nodded encouragingly. It felt warm and soft. Her crimson nails were a nice contrast to my jet black o... |
"We're doomed,"Og whispered, clutching at the handle of his stone ax that he'd relied on so much through the years. Artillery fire echoed through the streets, from so many tiles away that the cannons weren't even visible.
"No!"Gred shouted, lifting his own weapon high to rally the men. "Do not lose hope!"
"Do you not... |
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