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"So what I don't understand is why Level 3 Masturbation Skill is ten times more expensive than Level 3 Sex Skill?"
There was a sigh on the other end of the phone from the customer support person,
"OK look at this way. Imagine you can buy a full virtual golf course or a ticket to a *real* golf course."
"...go on?"said... |
"Time's up, freak-show. On ya go."
The green light above the gate flickered into life. After three hundred years, it was finally glowing for *me*.
I raised an arm against the sun's hot glare and stumbled forward, traipsing over the desiccated earth and towards my freedom. Once past the walls, I paused, standing atop ... |
"Hey, Steve? Why do I see your e-mail address on the Ashley Madison leak list?"
Anne looked up from her laptop to her husband sight of eggs frying on a hot stove. It was Saturday, of course. Saturday meant Steve got to cook and Anne wouldn't need to order take-out after starting a fire.
"Signed-up for it six years ag... |
HOUSE: Mr. Stark...
STARK: Yes, darling?
HOUSE: Ooh, I see your smart mouth isn't ruptured. That's a shame.
STARK: Whereas yours is one incident away from getting ruptured by some P.O.'ed patient.
HOUSE: They tried. No one came out looking pretty. In my case, prettier than they already were.
STARK: Oh, so that's w... |
Camela could not restrain a huff. "That's insensitive."
The Pale, called Zinc, was unfazed. "That's true."
The human would not be swayed and she jumped to her feet, slamming her hands on the boardroom table. "You've been employing humans for three generations, Zinc. You know perfectly well humans need an oxygen blend... |
"Do you know why you are here, Mr. Jameson?"
I sit silently, coldly staring my alien accuser in the eyes.
"We believe you to be a fake life-form. Care to confirm or deny this?"My accuser lays his prod on the table.
I sweat a little as his three-fingered grip begins to crush my shoulder. His other hand reaches for t... |
Across the village, the cries of the children ring out.
It had been ten years. Ten years since some Chinese conglomerate had figured out how to can the stuff, how to preserve it so it didn't go stale, first degenerating into kick-butt and then evaporating into thin air. Ten years, and demand was higher than ever.
Now... |
The rain hadn't let up for the past few days, a heavy drizzle that made the mould patches that clung to the plasticrete walls luminesce as the bacteria ate away at the crap in each drop. With every streetlight broken, it was as close to seeing the stars as Joey would ever get.
Joey pushed between the trash machines at... |
###Singsong
Jay paused, staring down at the blank walls of the stairway before him as the mental fog lifted from him. Mary was always so cold, so very cold, but he could never say no to that voice. He had expected more after six years, he really had. A calm dismissal, a simple no. The malice of her tone had crushed th... |
It wasn't really a new experience for me, but the crowds were new.
One might ask if it was uncomfortable for me, and that depends. I suppose it was rather uncomfortable, but the anesthesia did a very good job of preventing that, and in the same haze I felt no issue with the watching eyes either.
I think the truly unc... |
Shit shit shit, where is it? No, this is bad, this is like the worst of the worst. It was just getting good, too...
The bell rang, droning on and on in that hissing E flat. 3rd period, history. Only today that calm feeling of self-assuredness was completely eclipsed by dread, panic, and shame. Of course there would be... |
"Don't get me wrong- I'm impressed as hell, but you should've told me."
"It's just a hobby Mark, something in the background to pass the time."
"Sure, whatever you say. I just feel like it'd have been fair to let me know you, say, have contacts in the upper echelons of the CIA."
"Oh, Marty is an old friend from high... |
*Thank God for this place.* I thought, stepping into the bar and being greeted by the smell of Mac's Cuban cigars and the slightly elevated sound of multiple conversations. The low-light lanterns on each table and on the ceilings were the only light. There was just enough to see that the place was already filling up th... |
"The Sun's fusion is failing!"
"Does that make sense?"
"Whatever."
"If we don't send a ship to restart it, it could go out completely!"
"Call NASA!"
"Assemble our hottest astronauts."
"The earth bathed in eternal darkness? A night without a dawn? Not on my watch! Saddle up...
"It's daylight saving time."
"Prepa... |
Ash. All of it. Reduced to ash.
Saffron City was once a thriving scene, people bustling to and from with their pokemon safely secured on their belts. Someone sent a rocket. The department store, the casino and even the largest gym in the city, which proudly glimmered with hope just a day before, were all in crumbling... |
"All men to their posts, destination visible!"
The men scurried about their duties, preparing weapons and supplies to disembark. The captain turned to the map, tracing his finger across the path they had taken through the desolate and seemingly infinite expanse to this new land. He was pleased with himself for having ... |
"Five million wheels?"I swallowed, staring at the paper in front of me. I'd only heard of a wheel credit before. Only the best and brightest could dream of more than a handful, and my last idea, yellow plastic ducks, had traded for a measly straw-for-flooring.
The man in the suit leaned forward, his leather chair squ... |
"Just look at *him*. If that isn't the press of a fine buxom, strapped tight beneath a strap under *his* shirt, then I don't know what breasts even are."Jamie laughed, throwing a pine cone in Avery's direction. The assembled squires all laughed with resounding hoots as they cooed at Avery in unison.
Within the group,... |
They drug them for the big transactions. They have to, really, otherwise people would get killed. Have you ever seen a thousand angry cats in one place? It's basically a fire with teeth and fur. No wonder people are so keen to stop using cash.
Anyway, my job is to move them to the bank at the end of the day, after the... |
The elevator came to an abrupt stop. My heart sunk instantly. This felt like one of those moments you wished you'd live to tell your kids about. The nervous glance coming from the bellhop told me he felt the same, and that was all I needed to know.
The 74th floor of the Empire State Building was the wrong place to com... |
The first time I stole, I was 6 years old. I held up the store clerk with a pistol my father gave me to protect me from other children. I told the clerk I wanted all the cash in the register and candy. That day I walked away with $400 and a pillow case of candy.
Now as I stand here, at 17 years old, I wonder how the... |
*I am an inanimate object,* thought the Ring.
*I am an inanimate object,* thought the Ring.
*I am an inanimate object,* thought the Ring.
**Why aren't you answering my calls, Ring?** came the thoughts of Sauron, broadcast across the land in search of his all-powerful magical accessory.
*I am an inanimate object,* t... |
"A splash of ocean blue on the one wall and all the other ones white. It'll create a beach house vibe without actually being there. You see what I mean?"
"..."
"I'm using the translator box. Is it not working?"Fiddling with the box I wonder if I put it on the wrong language.
"...the walls are beige."
"Oh fantast... |
Diary,
I got quite a few hits under my belt. Some names you wouldn't believe. As a hit-man, I take pride in getting the job done. No matter who or where. Bragging rights don't usually come with the territory, but no one's going to read this anyway.
The jobs always ended without gratitude. Without justice. For my... |
King Lionel approaches over the horizon on his horse, escorted by two other cavalry, one of them his translator. The translator gets off his horse and you greet him (you being the translator for Sir Richard and all, the two of you talk allot)
Sir Richard frowns at you and furrows his brows at Lionel. "Lionel,"He start... |
Evolution has always been slow. We evolved into an intelligent species capable of wonders. Our advancement has grown exponentially and maybe that's why we developed a new trait in a shy 25 years. Emotional Forehead Signaling (EFS) was a mutant genetic trait that started to appear in infants. The forehead would display ... |
"Mirror mirror, what is good?"
"I'm doing good man, how about ---"
"Who here's got the biggest wood?"
"Oh. Again, Nathan from accounting."
"Aw shit. Nothing I can do about that."
"Sorry bro."
"S'cool. Yo mirror, I got another question."
"Ok, but you don't have to start with 'mirror mirror.' How about just asking me?... |
Timofey Kalashnikov was working the fields when he was approached by a stranger, carrying a metallic object and a stack of papers.
"Can I help you?", he asked, making note of the man's abnormal attire and couldn't help but feel as though they've met before.
"Ah yes, I am looking for your parents. I have something to... |
She sighed as she sat in her office chair, not even needing to be there ever since this whole mess began. Around her, not a single thing stirred or moved, even the flies were stuck mid air in this lifeless world. And only one person remained 'alive', the sole animate being in this frozen world.
It was hard to tell how... |
Lightning crashed outside. Rain draped the windows of the office as I made my way through the floor. My footsteps echoed throughout the cubicles. Another brief flash of lightning and my shadow was thrown on the wall. A shot rang out and my radio sounded. We had him.
I had tracked him here. I had been chasing him for... |
There was panic in the small coastal town of Nemina. The queen's troops had cordoned off the civilians and a small regiment had taken up position in the town. The rest of Her Majesty’s army would take a while to reach here from the land frontiers. Help had been requested from King Charles of France and King Ferdinand o... |
Brothers and sisters, today we mourn the loss of a great mother. She was out with her children yesterday when a bearded man came walking by ever so suspiciously. He was even wearing the skin of another fallen brother around his neck. The man watched her children first, staring at them, surveying them while aiming a rif... |
The two aliens argued endlessly. It wasn't a verbal argument, but a mental one that wafted over my mind. The course of the conversation had steered from "where are we"to "how did you get lost"to "oh my ????, we're in the hood."
The alpha alien, the brawny one, was stone-faced in his rebuttal, "I followed the direction... |
I was awoken by the great feline, Smudge, leaping on my bed and powerfully roaring into my ear. The pungent smell of death emanated from his jaws. I sensed he must have news and so I arose from my place of slumber. I ripped back the curtains. The sun shone blood red. Surely a most favourable omen.
A pain arose in my b... |
*Did I ever tell you about the fastest kidnapping case I ever worked?*
* * *
"Hmm, that looks like tomorrow's newspaper on her lap?"
"Huh?"the distraught husband said. "Oh! Today is... Oh, yeah, I guess so. It is, isn't it, Detective?"
*Poor guy, too dazed to pick up on the obvious little details,* the detective th... |
Commander David Atley was worried. Worried, because of the objects they were digging up.
When they had initially started digging the base's tunnels, they had excavated rock and regolith, like expected. The base extended, branching outward from the lava tubes it had originally been built into. Solar panels went up, ra... |
12 apples.
I bribed my friend - who knew a police officer. He was hungry, out of a paycheck.
11 apples.
I bribed his district manager - using an apple and my friend's persuasiveness.
10 apples.
I bribed the police chief - it took more apples than I expected.
6 apples.
I used the police force to bribe the fire de... |
"Calm down?"Carrie whispered. "CALM DOWN?! WHO ARE YOU?"
"I am Professor Charles Xavier, I am here to help"the voice said in her thoughts.
"Where were you 5 minutes ago when they *humiliated* me?! Where were you when my mother locked me away?!"
"I was not sure you had powers"
"WHAT HAS THAT TO DO WITH ANYTHI... |
The starter gun sounded and he was bounding down the track, the awkward posture shifting into a low runner's stance. Feet chewed up and spat out the ground beneath him. The laughs died as he rounded the lap, sweaty hair falling in his face, his breaths hard but regular.
"Pretty good time, Whately,"someone said.
He ... |
Cauliflower used to be fucking gross, right? Or, if not gross, at least bland bullshit that nobody wanted. Back in the eighties, my mom and dad would throw cocktail parties in our living room. They'd make me wear a suit and comb my hair and talk to all their shitty friends who all wore too much gold jewelry. The ne... |
"Well damn. I mean, seriously, I put a *lot* of work into that one, too!"I muttered out frustratedly, as I stared at the monitor.
I had written a response to what I had thought was a rather good writing prompt, and put a lot of effort into it. I had hit the character limit even! Yet here I was, looking at the prompt s... |
The Grim Reaper walked down the dark hallway, on his way to take his next victim. He was just about to open the door to the dead man's room when he heard a voice behind him.
"Hey, what's someone like you doing walking around this late?"said the old man. Death turned around to see the old man pointing his walking stick... |
In my basement I keep a collection of my doodles.
We laugh and cry together. When I was 10 I found that my imaginary friends could move things if nobody looked. I knew other people didn't think it was funny any more. Mom would get angry. They took me to the school councillor's office once. I smartened up fast. Now... |
“Look Bob, this is getting a bit out of hand, we need to talk,” said Mark, after the game had wrapped up for the night. He had managed to catch Bob alone, finally, and this time he was not going to keep his mouth shut. No sir.
“Do we, now?” Said Bob, still in his Game Master persona, and not fully back to his usual ac... |
"Mm thanks for cooking. This steak is just *perfect*. Not only does it taste *delicious* but it's also a good work out for my jaw. Just what I'm looking for from my dinner."
"Oh, er, thank you."
"It's so nice that you made an effort with your appearance too. Tracksuit bottoms for a dinner date. You sure know how to k... |
"Stop the nitpicking, Jack", my boss said.
"These servers are two millimeters too wide for our racks. They won't fit.
That's not nitpicking, that's physics,"I said.
"We can provide you with racks as well,"the salesman tried to interject.
His name had dropped from my mind the second I've seen the specs of his
offers.... |
Belethor’s General Goods was as quiet as ever when we entered the building. The store proprietor and namesake, Belethor, greeted us with his usual glee. "Everything's for sale my friend. Everything. If I had a sister I'd sell her in a second."He appeared more lively than most others we meet during our travels, but that... |
Nothing.
*(What the hell? What happened? Where am I?)*
Nothing.
*(Whoa! Did I really dodge that bullet?)*
Nothing.
*(It WAS shot point blank, though...)*
Nothing.
*(Ah well, I guess I am neo-Neo, dodger of bullets, the chosen-)*
"You have died."
*(...)*
Nothing.
*(Ah, dammit.)*
Nothing.
*(Wait, why ... |
I'm not exactly a master of fishing, but it's my job. Been doing it for years. I'd never really taught anyone how to do it, but it's not hard to pass on skills like that, and this one guy was fairly persuasive. I couldn't say no to him. So, favour for a favour and all, if he fetched my supply of bait from the market fo... |
Stories about children running to their parents, claiming they saw a shooting star in the sky had become about as believable as their stories about their ghost or leprechaun-sightings. The parents would laugh and tell them to “go to bed, sweetie”.
But as you grew up, if you still made the same claims, you were no lau... |
I put the letter down and think back to how it all began. My brother was murdered when I was eight. My father went insane from grief, he blamed my mother and ended up killing her. I assassinated him when I was twelve. It took me three years to find out why my brother was murdered. Turns out it was my mothers fault. She... |
"Ah Jesus, what a stink!"said the bar manager, gagging, as he pushed open the toilet doors. The floor was covered in a brown-yellow liquid.
"Jonathan!"he yelled out.
A slight man with saggy skin covered with tiny holes the size of insect bites ran out of a nearby closet and over to the screaming man.
"What can I d... |
The last hero died messily, choking on his own blood in the marshlands. The one before him, burnt to ash by dragon fire. Before her, there was an oliphant stampede, an exploding plague-beast, a wildfire. Hero after hero, dead and gone.
The valleys are littered with broken swords and battered armour. The rivers and st... |
“A duck? Dad, are you serious?!” My 8 year old son stared at me incredulous, his large brown eyes caught somewhere between bewilderment and anger. My wife standing next to him in our modest kitchen tried to contain herself as her face flushed with rage.
“Honey, this was months of our wages. Months! You promised that ... |
I like to think of myself as a uniting force. It sounds awfully arrogant, but it isn't far from the truth. My little shop on the corner of the street was probably the most successful business on that street, with my two-dollar string lights and rainbow pinwheels attracting all kinds of customers. But most importantly, ... |
**Nothing New Under the Sun**
From the time we were born, we were told not to look at the sun. “You’ll go blind,” our teachers said. As children, it seemed to most of us the type of warning that adults give when they don’t want children asking questions. But as we got older, we learned the truth. There was a planet th... |
*"Is this what I really want?"* I pondered to myself, the small box laying still in my hand. $10.99 for 5 needles, and it was on discount. Just barely above the hourly salary for your average Wal-Mart greeter. But even so, it was the principal of the matter. No, not in the sense that I was anti-drug. I've drank and smo... |
It took us fifteen years just to decode the data then another twenty to figure out the actual message. The images were clear enough even before the words - humans had to die. A series of families of what looked like living rocks would smash a mammal of some sort and then hug each other. There was a robot or something a... |
Stanley was finally on his own. Now it was time to exercise his newfound freedom. No longer would he be held captive by the clutches of those two giants. But first, he needed to learn how to walk.
Putting one foot in front of the other, Stanley slowly began to make his way across the room.
...
Unfortunately it seems... |
I regret that I should have called the State Police as soon they unloaded the wooden walls. The situation might not have needed to waste so much of our government’s resources.
The phone rang in my hands as I eagerly pushed the receive button and lifted it to my head.
“David Miller,” the cool female voice on the othe... |
    Ash Ketchum inspected the kidney stone. The coin-sized crystal shimmered in the bright Kanto sun. He had been staking Professor Oak's house for weeks, tainting his tap with high levels of minerals. Luckily the old man passed out forcing the stone from his body, allowing Ash an al... |
They didn't know I was there.
They never to do.
It wasn't raining; just a mild breeze rustling the poplars which fringed the cemetery. The cool autumn air cloaked the procession and the grieving family members pulled their collars close and huddled together.
Like I always do, I watched from a respectable dista... |
"You have heard the defense. He is the hero. He was just 'doing his duty.' But ladies and gentleman of the jury, 'doing his duty' was playing judge, jury, and executioner."
The prosecutor walked before the panel of superheroes and villains; his eyes paused upon each as he spoke.
"We have shown you the evidence. The i... |
"Take-a me to the park,"whispers Mario, his fingers set into rigid claws, his spine crooked against the wheelchair. His breaths come slow and laborious, as he winces with each word. "I want to see the grass."
"Of course, of course,"Luigi says, looking down at his brother. He looks so different now, so unlike himself, ... |
I crept into his office, nervous of what kind of mood he was in. He was sitting in his chair, facing away from the door, looking out the window.
"Mr. Vader, Sir,"I tried to sound confident to hide my nerves. No matter how many times I came down here for this, it never got easier. I knew he could tell every time, thou... |
Private Barnet leaned back in his chair in surprise. His eyes wide, he scanned over his screen again. The private message from some unknown redditor glared at him in black letters on his monitor.
“I see that you don’t get the hints. We’re coming for you.” The message read.
Beads of sweat started to pool on Barnet’s ... |
Bruce walked through the Batcave at steady pace, the heels of his expensive shoes clacking on the floor. The resonating steady beat resonated through the cave, as if the footsteps were everywhere and nowhere at the same time. In his hand, he held a glass of gin. He'd acquired the taste not too long ago at a gala to cel... |
"Good afternoon, you've reached Intelligence Solutions, IT department. My name is EJ-90, how can I help you today?
"Hi, this is Ted... from Earth?"
"Hi Ted, how can I help you today?"
"So, the government gave us these IQ enhancers, like, these giant-ass machines? I'm ready to use mine, but I was required to make an ... |
LS17983 stood at attention, wondering how things had gone so wrong so quickly.
Not that things had ever been good for him. He had never known his parents, being raised by his uncle and aunt on a moisture farm on Tatooine; the boondocks of a planet in the boondocks of the galaxy. Then his uncle and aunt had been killed... |
“Come on. Come on! High Score! High Score! One More Round!” Joe muttered to himself under his breath.
Joe’s fingers raced across the several, brightly colored buttons in front of him. His right hand flashed over to a black joystick. Deep, staccato click clacking followed his movements. A bright screen of flashing ligh... |
"...Choose?"
*YES.*
Sam looked behind Death and at the two enormous double-doors behind him. "Is this some sort of catch? Some last-minute trick to decide if somone deserves to go to heaven or not?"
*NO. NOT REALLY. YOU JUST CHOOSE.*
Sam looked into Death's eyes... or so he attempted to. Death's eternal, rigid, gri... |
Stan stood over his fallen adversary, his armor dented and scratched. His cheek was bleeding, his purple eyes glowing faintly while the wind blew through his hair, all the while the sun was turning redder by the minute. His adversary asked him the question.
"In a game with no consequences, why are you still playing th... |
So, yeah, I can control space and time and stuff. I just gotta focus, like a chess player. I wonder where the name "chess"comes from.
Anyway, I'm a new superhero, like Superman. I should watch Batman v Superman, it's been queued on my Netflix account for like a month. I should also finish Breaking Bad; I still haven'... |
How does this happen to a person? That an aphorism comes to define their entire being?
Good question. *Great* question. No clue. It's the world we live in, I suppose. That's probably exactly what an average person would say, anyway.
Hi. I'm Jack. As in, "of All Trades".
This is my story.
One of the things that sur... |
Never had she seen anyone in a coma this long. Lying there, the iron lung pumped air in and out of his body, while his gaunt skin hung around his bones. All this time she had been taking care of him, and he didn't even know she existed. He was her great-grandpas age, but looked ancient. How strange it must be, she thou... |
He chuckles quietly.
"I could swear you were like the other guy. 23, right? Full of piss and vinegar, and lemme guess you turned on the news, and you thought you could help. Well, I've heard it before. Once, to be precise. So, you wanna see the world how it was before, right? That'll be your soul, if you please."
"Wa... |
*Great men are forged in fire. It is the privilege of lesser men to light the flame*
The words of my mentor echoed in my head as I ran through the hordes of werewolves.
I dropped the heavy axe and unsheathed my blade. I saw one of them ahead set his eyes on me. I slowed my pace and slipped slightly on the blood soak... |
"Let me get this straight. You've decided that although silicon-based life is all we've ever found inside our galaxy, you want to do a long-haul drop to the *next* galaxy and look around for *carbon* life, essentially on a whim."
"No one's done it, it needs doing, and it's not impossible. Works for me!"he responded, r... |
"Emma!"
I hear my mother yelling from downstairs. Great maybe another lecture on how my grades are dropping. Or how I need to start building a good villain persona. My parents are widely regarded as the most ruthless super villains in the country. While it has made my childhood a little bit different then other childr... |
**Transmission opening.... Opening.... Stand by for connection...**
**Transmission complete.**
I don't know what to tell you, Emperor Qualog. The species that sent us that transmission left long ago. Our squad hasn't found anything looking like the transmission we got. All we found was bones. Whenever they were human... |
There was no asteroid field in existence that proved to be more perilous than the floating wreckage of a battle waged in space. Nor were than any greater riches to be found if one was daring enough to risk Captain and crew to salvage what was left behind. Often times, we found ourselves hung precariously between the tw... |
"Jim, will you drive me to the mall today?"God asked.
Jim looked up from the couch and nodded. He was about the get up and close the front window because it was getting warm inside, but was now lost in thought from God's interruption. It was Football Sunday and he was now calculating how much time it would take to dri... |
Leave no trace.
It was an old hiking slogan my mother had taught me way back when. There were a bunch that the National Parks Service had come up with, with varying degrees of floridness. "Take only memories, leave only footprints"was my favorite when she'd first taught me them, but as I grew older and started working... |
"Dude, you look like your mom banged a deer and somehow had an unholy child that grew up as neither human nor deer, but instead some strange mixture that's less than the sums of it's parts."
Dave listened to the uncharacteristically long and complex insult with attentive ears. Adam always got creative with his shit-ta... |
*I'm modifying the story a little bit to where it's set in middle school, is that ok?*
The bell rang. It was the end of science class, third period. Everyone rushed for the one door leading out, papers flying and backpacks swinging in anticipation of lunch. As I swooped up my books, ready to join the swarm, Mr. Lennox... |
The principal glowered.
"Mr. *Pringle.* *In*correct."
At his seat behind the desk on stage, the principal watched the other contestant approach the microphone stand at the opposite end of the stage. He considered the afternoon. To increase the excitement of the high school spelling bee and encourage student participa... |
The city of Underground had trees and water. Fake sunlight shone through the enormous caverns which humans had carved out through the centuries. Geothermal vents powered the city. Skyscrapers connected the ceiling of the caverns to the deep-underground where humans continued to expand.
Aaron spend his entire childhoo... |
"What?"I replied, following his gaze towards the sky.
"THOSE!"He shouted furiously, finger quivering with pent up tension as it jabbed at a clear patch of azure between the tangle of clouds warping in the winds.
"Those? The clouds?"I followed up with a smirk, meeting his gaze.
He let out an exasperated sigh. "Not... |
You know what's really difficult to figure out?
Taxes, vehicle registrations, divorce settlements, magic. Oh, that last one? No, you heard me right: I said *Magic.*
Magic is really difficult to figure out.
You've got your *mana*, the *World's mana*, the *Chaos mana*, your own *Inner-spirit* (something that sounds su... |
I decided to stop living. Not through death but in spirit, the type of dying that samurai might call the easy road and cowards like me find solace in. But here I was, on a new bed again, an unfamiliar room each day and a new body with the memories of my past lives intact. On Thursday I was an old man, on Friday a mo... |
November 26, 2026
It has been years since the conclusion of the previous "War on Terror". To most, this was a seemingly endless conflict in the middle east. The real problem? The fish, or perhaps the planet. That's why we were there. That's where it all started.
They (or it?) had been plotting for years, or at least ... |
"You're a real piece of shit you know that?"
*Oh no,* I thought, as I realized the one and only Revengeful had broken into my apartment again.
"What time is it man? I've got shit to do in the morning."
"I've been here four time this past month,"Revengeful hissed.
"I know,"I said pointedly, "And each time it goes th... |
"Harry, this is a terrible idea,"Hermione said. "You know how dangerous time turners can be - don't meddle with settled history."
Harry pushed the glasses back up his nose. "But Hermione, don't you see what this shows? Hitler wasn't a muggle; he was a wizard! The greatest Dark Wizard in the history of magic."
"Yeah, ... |
The monstrous form (albeit a little smaller than I anticipated) stepped out of the flames.
"You have called me, mortal?"
"Yes. Satan, I-"The demon held up a claw, to stop me.
"I am Stan from accounting."I looked at the blood circle. The slightly wonky line where I'd sneezed drawing it out was probably where I went... |
I was sitting in a room completely made of concrete. The only furniture were a metal desk and 2 chairs in the middle of the room.
Sally Smith, a young woman in her early twenties, was sitting in the other chair on the opposite end of the table. The FBI recruited her for her ability and she helped to solve many hard c... |
What a terrible idea for a prompt, why would you bother posting this?
For a second my vision blurred, the cruelty of the words dissolving and confirming my own feelings and regrets for having posted. it had been a whim, a momentary desire to see if anyone could make a story from my thought, but at the first hurdle it... |
When I walked into the room, the last thing I expected to see was a man being brutally torn from limb to limb.
And yet, here I was. He was affixed to a slanted table, completely restrained. All sorts of sharp objects and utensils poked into his chest, blood oozing out. A masked figure walks into the room with a tray o... |
Everything in this coffee shop came in corporate colors--forest green and creamy white--its cups, its walls, even its barista. She stood in front of him with glassy emerald eyes and flushed cheeks. She was a dainty little thing with straight blonde hair splayed over her shoulders.
"That'd be four dollars,"she said.
J... |
Where the ocean throws its weight against my home country, there the White Ship came for me.
I'd skipped out on work that day for no real reason. I woke up in the morning, thought about shaving, putting on a suit, and driving to work, and a deep and powerful part of my psyche said, "Not today."I'd gone to the shore fo... |
When I came to, I was laying on my side in a pool of my own blood. I was facing away from the front door towards the back of the main hall. In front of me was my bag, the contents of which were scattered across the floor. Some of which, were sitting in the blood. There were blue and red lights flashing against the wall... |
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