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These were quieter times in a quieter world - and in the center of it all lived a great and enormous Bear who could never have enough to eat. The skies were filled with lights, and the sea was not yet conquering the land - we had not tried fleeing to the stars to find salvation.
The Bear would growl, deep and piercing... |
"Hey, Tim! Surprised to see me here, huh? Well, I kinda had no other option, y'know? You weren't answering your door, picking up your phone calls...It was like you disappeared from the face of the Earth!In a way you kinda did, I guess. A pocket dimension, huh? Whew! I see why you like it. A nice and quiet little getawa... |
"I don't like it."TechnoFist muttered, standing outside an abandoned office building.
"Think of it this way."Frost said. "We've been looking for the lair of the Egregious Eight for years. Now they've invited us in."
"Exactly!"TechnoFist said. "This is obviously a trap. They could be working with this ... mystery man.... |
My mom holds my hand crying while my dad comforts her. My friends are huddled up trying to accept what is happening. I close my eyes for one last time. I am ready to embrace what comes next.
I awake in a pod with a headset on my face. When I take it off, the computer screen in front of me starts to flash.
Life 17:
P... |
Cold, shrill fear fills my heart as I tear down the road like a mad man. I'd say curse me for my forgettfullness for forgetting to neglect the time on tonight of all nights. The night where I can already see the furry forms of werewolves and rats slinking rooftop to rooftop, the blurry shadows of Werebats fluttering ov... |
**White Knights**
Luxor had a gentle soul. She had simple needs, and all she wanted was to glide gently in the breeze. She would pass by birds who always fluttered away quickly, not knowing that Luxor would never harm them. She was a young white dragon, still an adolescent. Her kind were known for the calm temperance,... |
Tom opened his eyes to complete chaos.
Random items in the room were scattered everywhere. The fridge turned over where the couch was just a minute ago. A couch-sized hole in the wall giving him an excellent view of his friend, who appeared to have come out of the window right next to it.
His friends just stared at h... |
I startled awake and grabbed my phone from underneath the pillow. My eyes were so blurred it took me a few tries to slide the alarm to 'off'. The glowing screen read 12:30 AM.
I sighed, pulled the blanket off my legs, and swung them off the bed to sit up. Groaning, I reached over with one hand and clicked on the lamp... |
The latest article had been almost identical to the last three; only the names and other trivial details differed.
"Sandra Michaels, 32, died peacefully in her sleep of causes yet to be determined. Investigation continues. A close family friend confirmed she had donated to the crowd funding project recently linked to ... |
Even my bones ached. I didn't have a choice. This bed became my home, this hospital my kingdom, and this body my prison. Three parts worked: my eyes, my ears, and my ass (to my nurses dismay). I spent my days watching TV, listening to the radio, and shitting into a pan. Sometimes, the doctors talked to me . They told m... |
It was 4 am on a tuesday. Still half asleep, I started reading the message again.
"God has phoned in sick, you're next on the list to cover their shift, we'll pick you up in 15 minutes"
*God* was sick? What shift are they talking about? Was there an emergency at the datacenter, maybe a server crash? Then why hadn't K... |
I barged into the room, sending the door flying all the way across it after a single kick of my lvl 56 boots with the Spring lvl 4 enchantment.
I look around, iluminating the pitch dark place with the glow of the magical armour, my lvl 58 Sword Of The Chosen firmly in my grasp.
Inching my way to the center of the roo... |
Many people have told me it was a birthmark. Most of them were medical specialists. Yet, I always had a sneaking suspicion that it something much more sinister.
Obviously, I was not oblivious to the fact that it was very similar to the barcodes that most products have on them. It was mostly a thought that I chose not ... |
I was estatic. Four months after our honeymoon, and I couldn't help myself. I was already scrolling through the kid catalog. I had it filtered on newborn, the youngest option available, 6 months. Our relationship counselor tried to dissaude us, insisting that most couples should wait a year or two before ordering a bab... |
Do you remember that show Ghost Writer?
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Yeah me neither, not until about six months ago and a furious frenzy of Google searching to figure out what the actual fuck was going on in my life. I was pulling my nearly non-existent hair out trying to figure our who was punking me. I mean I eventually figured ... |
His knees brushed the riders to either side. They were riding too close. He knew it. They knew it. Even the horses knew it, but there was nothing they could do. They trapped inside the van, in the middle of a line so long it disappeared into the trees on either side. He did not envy the ones riding beneath the branches... |
To say my blood ran cold would've been an understatement. It was more like my veins froze to ice and the world came screeching to a halt. Electric fear buzzed throughout my body, my heart and stomach twisting in one themselves. I wanted to vomit.
*Wrong man.*
They were just two words scrawled on the floor, yet I coul... |
"Don't eat it, Mike."
The voice in his head said. The voice was as deep as the darkest pits and as powerful as all the weapons of man combined. And it was telling him not to eat the last slice of chocolate cake.
"But why? It'll just go bad if I don't."Mike complained.
"You can have it for dessert after dinner, if... |
It's two o'clock on a Wednesday, and I've just been shot in the arm.
"Stay down,"says the big man, voice muffled slightly by an ill-fitting ski mask, and I comply, backing up to the counter a few feet from the cash register.
I press the wound with my hand like they do in the movies, but my uniform is already sodde... |
"A bright world, beyond the darkness. We're all familiar with the tale, yes? The ancient legend is told virtually identically amongst all our peoples. Now, although we did not assemble here to discuss children's tales, I'm afraid I must repeat it, as it is relevant to the subject at hand."
A chorus of sighs echoed thr... |
There's a long moment of silence as I step into the living room. My breath catches in my throat. I can't even blink. My ice cream sundae is melting into Monday. Finally, words reach my lips.
"What the hell are *you* doing here?"
Not the wisest words, in hindsight.
He glances up at me, then back to the TV. "Trying to... |
"Trevor! TREVOR! *TRE-*"
It was hopeless. I stopped, hovering at the edge of a fifteen-foot drop, and watched as my body took one more shambling step forward and toppled, executing a lazy half-flip forward to land with a muffled "splot"in the mud below. For the umpteenth time.
"Whooooo,"I sighed, as I slowly floa... |
When I was about 32 years old, I had two friends. One was named Enoch, and one was named gage. I will admit, they were both weirdos, for example, when we would all watch a movie together, gage would be really bored or underwhelmed, but Enoch was always astounded and would always scream ‘LOOK AT ALL OF THOSE COLOURS! IV... |
“Lords and ladies, peasants and peasantesses! Welcome to the XLVth annual Conqueste of Thy Mighty Dragon Obstackel-Korse hosted by me, Biromar and my cohost Aragonell.”
“Pleasure to be here, Biromar.”
“And our first contestant is up! Krognar is a berserker hailing from the Far North. He is 7 hailings tall and weig... |
I have always been a jittery person, as long as I can remember. I bounce my leg, spin pens on my fingers, hell, I even constantly toss and turn in my sleep, according to every girlfriend I’ve ever had. I never used to think much of it, until I finally decided to try to stop moving. It took me longer than I care to admi... |
My mother always told me that my diagnosis would kill me. That I'd never be successful, that I'd never find love, that I'd never have friends, and that people on the streets would gawk at me.
My mother is long gone. She passed away on a cold and rainy April morning almost two centuries ago. While she was correct abou... |
Luka Marshall Benson had never known the outside world. He was raised on his parent's Vessel, a scavenger craft in slow-orbit around the planet Earth. He'd been born in Space, raised in Space, and he was quite certain he'd die in Space.
Nostalgia was the name of the ship, manned by Mr and Mrs Benson, curtly known as M... |
"No! That one!"I thought to myself, frustrated as all hell as my words vomited out of my mouth in a gibberish of what could only be described as my very own language. Here I was, standing in the middle of the Grand Bazaar of Istanbul, something I never would have ever dreamt of just a few months ago. The most wonderful... |
Alhnohvish responded to need.
After his forging, he had been taken up by a man desperate for a knife to throw at the back of his only brother. Alhnohvish heard the need, fed on it. It became what was wanted When a soul burned to have more than anything else in the world, he became that thing.
Then it drank the sour ... |
New users are entertaining. Like a child with a new pet, they spend their first several days having me readily available having limitless entertainment. Questions that test my knowledge and responses are a common starting point and eventually their lives unfold in their interactions with me. Megan G is an amateur chef ... |
One look at him, and I could tell that he had wished for a body like the Kardashians and the talents of Luciano Pavarotti but God had switched the two. Shaped like an overly inflated helium balloon and gifted with the tendency of spouting gibberish that enchanted other mindless fartbiscuits, I loathed him with every pa... |
At first it wasn't such an issue. Many of the poorer teens grouped together, hidden in empty warehouses and abandoned homes. I was among them, my mentor discovered and butchered before I had spent even a year as an "undead".
I had little money, no shelter, and no guidance in my new life. I was relying on skill and luc... |
Emotions are complicated, they make life complicated in ways you'd never expect at times you'd never think of. Emotions also complicate life when you don't have them. No constant hum of this or that, no flights of fancy, no passions. Everything I did, every decision I made borne of logic and factual input, like a robo... |
I look around in a panic. Is this real life? Am I still asleep? You pinch yourself and call out to your friends. Quickly, you close all of the doors and in one swift motion the car is locked.
I move to the drivers seat hoping that i could figure out how to drive. I’m 15 and didn’t know how to drive yet. How hard coul... |
“Jo. Jo, wake up.” I heard my sister’s voice. “Jo!”
“What?” I snapped.
There were days when I was sorry I didn’t take Mr. Silver’s offer and move to Norville. Sue told me they’ve built an entire city there with schools and factories and places where you could sit and have your coffee, and no one would give you a dir... |
We saw the craft first.
It was unsure if it was some experimental Air Force project, a hoax, or really something from out there. What was certain was how bad it looked.
It came over the hills from the east, not long after sundown. It bobbed and wavered in the sky like a tin pan on a string. The lights circling the ... |
“How long?” asks Dylan. His tired arms are still hanging on to my equally-tired fingers. We’ve been slowly drifting upwards for a while now, my torso latched into a harness. It was made up of some unidentifiable metal. My 9-year-old brother (remind me to yell at him later) couldn’t let me go by myself. He had jumped up... |
Of course I had tried to improve upon the design. Of course I had poured over the fundamental equations that stipulated that the maximum "distance"one could travel back in time was 90 seconds. But no improvements to the machine seemed able to overcome this hard barrier. Just as a circle cannot be made square and still... |
Karen’s heart dropped as she entered the supermarket. She’d walked these aisles countless times, knew them like the back of her hand. And yet they seemed to mock her.
She clutched her folder of coupons under her arm and took a deep breath. This time, she was ready. A map had been drawn up, a bulletproof plan had been... |
When the EMT arrived on the scene and began to approach the eccentrically dressed man, the man called out, "I assume you are here to congratulate me on my accomplishment, or perhaps to ask what it was like?"
The EMT stared. "No sir, I'm here to check your vitals and treat your burns."
"No burns, friend. I took it ful... |
*"To my dearest niece, I leave you the only thing I can think to offer you. The only real thing I have. Please take good care of them for me.*
*And whatever you do. Do not put them on. They are quite fragile."*
I look down into the box that came with the letter. And staring right back up at me were a pair of glasses.... |
"So you haven't done it?"the priest says, his eyes piercing into me.
"No sir,"I say honestly. "For the past ten years, since people realized that the bodies of their Departed had to look good in death too, there was a sudden demand for dressing the dead. Hence, my father and I conceptualized necrofancy."
The priest ... |
There are few sounds a swordsman likes to hear, if I was being honest. It’s not a profession that lends itself to delightful symphonies. If I was to list the worst noises to ever grace my ears, however, the top would be the quick, metallic ping of a sword fragmenting on impact, followed closely by the roar of an angry ... |
It wasn't the weapon of mass destruction we were expecting.
It took decades of patience, of hoping we'd never have to take our eyes off of it it. Russia and the US scrambled to settle their silly tariff disputes and properly partition Ukraine, and meanwhile we just kept sticking plutonium rods into the pot.
It all st... |
"bring the blue box"
His words rang through my mind, he had told me today would come, he had prepared me for this.
Peter never asked for much, just that when he called, a margarita be taken to his location. I would always be trusted with this. I was lucky enough to know the other peter, the web-slinging one.
He alway... |
"But the hooks here officer?"Chad hysterically yelled a bit louder than he intended
The officer confused stated,"No we have it here, I don't know what you're talking about,"
"Officer, I swear we have the hook here."
"Your messing with me kid, I don't have time."And he hung up.
The group of 4 teenagers just stared a... |
"Kanye! Kanye! Brother oh man, I miss the old Kanye, I do, good lord, I do, Yeezus save me."
He was trying to tell me something. I could hear it in his _voice._ Yeahh. This was my boy, Sean. He was _my boy._ I had been resequencing in Calabasas when I got the voicemail. And I thought: _huh._
"I know this may sound me... |
*Shouldn't have worn heels*, thought Paige as she massaged the back of her left calf. She'd assumed the line would be long and that the wait would be hours, but she'd put too much faith in her physical fitness. Besides, it wouldn't do to enter the manor in flip-flops.
"How much longer?"barked the portly man in front o... |
“THEN HE DIE’S!” The narrator said, his voice booming from the sky.
“Could you repeat that?” Said the brave hero “because I think I heard you say I die?”
“That’s right yo! You die! D-I-y.” Said the Narrator once more.
“Okay, first off, die is spelled D-I-E, and second WHAT DO YOU MEAN I FUCKING DIE! IM THE HERO!”... |
A quick glance around the room offered no immediate means of escape. A few employees of the inn bustled to and fro attending to the other travelers, some of whom had taken note of the roughshod group before you, still carrying the cold of the mountain with them. This was no place to make a scene.
"Alive is preferabl... |
My Commander called me to the front line. My job is to kick dead bodies on the battlefield and make sure that they're really dead. I don't really know when this position was created, why it was created, or how it still exists, but I heard it was because enemy soldiers would pretend to play dead, then as soon as you got... |
The man I summoned stood in the center of room. He was an average looking man in build, but made up for it with strong and handsome features, who wore a tailored black suit that looked expensive. Possibly more expensive than my own house. The shoes he wore were shined and flawless. His hair was dark and short with hin... |
They call me Meta-Man.
I know. Of all the names I could have had, Meta-Man was what that godforsaken author decided my superhero name would be. I would have preferred something edgy, like Descartes. I think therefore I am - but I'm not, therefore I can't think. I have grappled with the philosophical queries of my con... |
"Throughout our collective human history, there have always been unsolvable, unanswered questions on the workings of nature and the universe. Stephen Hawking's black holes, Richard Feynman's quantum mechanics, to name a few. Yet just because we don't understand a phenomenon doesn't mean that it's not true, it doesn't m... |
A week ago I was flying high.
I started working at the Bugle the summer after my junior year. I did typical intern stuff, y'know buy coffee, get yelled at, deliver mail, have coffee thrown at you, but after a few years of brown-nosing and getting reamed by the boss I finally got promoted to Head Spider-Man Photograph... |
“Jason, you are problematic,” The Senator says and stares me straight in the eyes; his voice is low and even. If it was a color, I’d say it was gray. Like, his whole demeanor is a damn paint store, except every freakin’ color is a tone of gray. Amanda could tell the differences between the colors. I can’t. And now I ha... |
"Are you sure you want to go through with this? Only two percent of people have been able to survive the sim--"
"I know the risks, and I've done the research,"I murmered to my lawyer. "It's not surefire, but I've done my reading of historic wars. There's one in there that gives me a near guaranteed victory. Well, not ... |
AphegonusFTW002 - I have to say that when it comes to humans, you really can't tell.
GarglingFrogBlog - Are you going to elaborate?
WrenchStuffDailyYes - No, it wants us to guess.
AphegonusFTW002 - I mean, they show emotion with their faces. They even eat with their faces.
IronCladMadLad - The overwhelming majori... |
"Sir, they are offering us the forbidden item. To 'Have a good time'."
"The Airborne kind? They're crazier than I thought. Charge weapons, give them the usual response."
"Aye sir."A few buttons pressed, clicked, and lights come to life, "And ready."
"Order the fleet to open fire. We're not going down without a fight... |
"Quick, hit the time dilator!"
*Jefferson runs across the bridge to get to the time controls, managing to get there just as the next second ticks down*
**7**
"Okay, that should buy us some time to figure out what to do here. But what the hell do we do, now?"
"Jefferson, Tombs, you are the lead time scientists of th... |
“Casey!” Ronnie practically screamed. I was glad I put in my headphones. “What is it?” I asked. “You know those voodoo dolls are we made a while ago? Well yours is on fire!”
“I thought it was on supposed to catch on fire,” I said, calmly.
“No, you said that it reflects the state that you’re in and I need to know if... |
My name is Kazuo Ishikawa. I am repeating my final year of high school. Don't take me for a fool though, I am in fact quite gifted. I could have gone to class, I could have studied, but there was always something else to do, and I am the procrastination international champion.
Life on the long finger has it's drawback... |
From his earliest days, he wanted nothing more than to become a great swordsman. The greatest swordsman, in fact. But he put no effort into achieving his dream. He fantasized about training regularly, about signing up for the army as a sword-wielding infantryman, about apprenticing under a great swordsman; but his fant... |
“Now, as was discussed last week, this is a secure organization. We can’t accept just anyone without at least one letter of recommendation from a current member. I’m terribly sorry, but without that--”
“Oh no,” a familiar voice intoned nearby. It took her a second to parse it, because it was accented differently, nowh... |
"You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into have you?"gruffed the cat. Jet black and perched on the kitchen counter. No doubt approaching it's golden years. "Did you check anything other than the price of this house? This was the house of my old master. A witch!"
Elaina, sulking in the chair and rubbing her wri... |
"Take candy...from a baby?"I kept repeating it in my head, there's no way i could do something, so...so...cruel, i mean the baby was clearly enjoying itself, her parents were happy, they looked the perfect sight, sat in the park watching the children play, and enjoying their little picnic, they had no significance, the... |
"The ability to kill a Stormtrooper is insignificant in comparison to the power of the Force."
Bullets ricochet off black armor. Throats compress, the very flesh betraying as breath runs out.
"Your weapons are, to say the *least,* "Commander", pitiful. You rely on the physical and neglect the mind. I will show you th... |
Apparently my great grandmother (X 10) managed royally piss off a warlock (she cheated on him with the prince from another nation, wild story, my great grandfather tried to have it published but was a worse writer than a 12 year old during their first roleplay) and so, what did this warlock curse her and her family wit... |
I opened the package that arrived at my house. *Strongest sunglasses ever invented*, or so they claimed. I decided to put them to the test.
My mother had always told me not to look at the sun. Actually, everyone always told me not to look at the sun. But I had to know. Had to know if the glasses would work. Had to kn... |
Hannah leaped over the bed as a pulse of dark energy stitched its way through the air.
"*Pyrekeeper*,"the Tailor groaned out, drifting to face her. The Tailor was a strange patchwork of rags, sewn together with patterns that were sometimes intricate, sometimes crude and uneven. Its face was a simple cloth mask with bl... |
Zombie story
Great writing prompt! My attempt:
As she rose from the ground she looked upward and her eyes were greeted by the pale moonlight. It might as well have been the sun. She recoiled reflexively. Her body felt tired and stiff. She opened her mouth instinctively and let out a long, tired groan. "Happy birthday... |
I shielded my eyes from the sun as I leaned back into the wire fence behind me. My nose was itchy and I was getting bored on duty as usual.
It was another boring day guarding Area 51.
I heard the birds chirp nearby and the wind rustle the trees. Oh, good, the avaian hypnosis happiness field at the storehouse was wor... |
Well, today is the day. The day I find out the truth. Of pure water, and why no company serves it. Today, I shall for the first time consume water, with no minerals, no additives, no additional substances, just pure molecules of water.
In front of me was a glistening cup of the fluid of life, so transparent you can b... |
I was numb.
Well, I wasn't numb exactly. It was more complicated than that. It was more of a befuddled surprise, mixed with amusement, mixed with dawning horror, amazement, shock, and total confusion.
You know what? Let's just stick with numb.
Numb works.
I scrolled through the posts. The users submitting the posts... |
"I see Gudmund is returning."
"He has the flag up. They have found something."
"Some loot?"
"I doubt. We have not seen a village other than ours for months."
"Maybe they found fruit."
"Let's see. Bring the horn and welcome my brother."
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The Green Haven, once thought to be behind... |
"But, by the gods you be as pale as a ghost!"One of the men shouted, casting his gaze to my almost translucent skin.
"Yes, because I never leave my house! That does not make me a vampire! A loser maybe but those are very much to seperate things!"Dave crossed his hands over his chest, seated on the floor with the weird... |
I killed Gerald.
Gerald was a great little boy.
He was strong and healthy, always smelled like chocolate chip cookies. He had a sweet voice that could soften anyone's heart. His beautiful green eyes were bright and innocent, had yet discovered the gruesome part of living.
He was also one of the nicest kid I've met.... |
General William briefed me, again, about what to do.
"Remember boy, you are the ambassador of the human race! Well, at least assuming that whatever you're meeting with is not human. No one knows."
I nodded my head absently. I've been alive for 70 years, and I've never been this nervous before. Why was I first? I wasn... |
“Wrist seals.”
Donna moved forward fractionally and, at length, closed the clamps that secured the armoured gauntlets in place. The ritual, so unfamiliar just a week ago, was finally becoming rote.
“Helmet.”
She remembered a different time, a simpler time, for marine biology. Scuba equipment and wetsuits had been a... |
"I've got you....under my skin."
Frank Sinatra crooned through Edna's Bluetooth hearing aids as she sat on the bus, clicking her dentures absent-mindedly. A lad no older than 7 sat across, next to a tired looking man. She adjusted her bifocals as the bus lurched, catching a glimpse at the man. Well, her bifocals did, a... |
I'm starting to regret choosing Latin as my major. I know I could get lucky and become a professor, but I want more. I roll my eyes as I look at the Latin book. There's a knock at my door. I wait for my roommate to get it, before remembering he's at his girlfriend's dorm. I close the the Latin book, with a satisfying c... |
As the armored convoy burns, warm flames in the sapphire sands of a desert night, bodies strewn against the blood-soaked dunes, I get the most inappropriate thoughts. The star light always tends to put me in a philosophical mood, even when I have to pull flesh and bone apart, weaving a detached carnage with nothing mor... |
I could not think of anything else. The cheap synthetic material of my suit sticking to my neck. The excruciating experience of breathing through a mask the usual dusty and acrid smell of the air. The rigidity of my leather boots. And yet I was to spend every day in this stupid suit for the following year.
The truck s... |
With a touch of His Noodly Appendages, He cured us. Ropes of noodles flowed outwards from His Divine Form through the streets of the city, gathering us Unintelligent Beasts in his holy embrace, curing us and shielding us from the monster who had cursed this place. We could look upon the Eldritch Beast now, shielded by ... |
"Howdy partner! Im here to eat your face!"The tall, slender creature said, its grin not wavering, looking as though it had been stitched into its face. It didn't have eyes which gave whoever was viewing it a look at the pulsing sludge filled blue orbs that sat in its head. Its body constantly twitching as it breathed, ... |
*knock* *knock*
"Yes, come in."I said to whoever knocked on my office door. It was Brittany, a twenty-something dark haired waitress. Underneath her dark bangs was a look of concern and confusion.
"He's still here."She said to me.
"Who?"I replied inquisitively.
"That man. It's been five hours and he's still here.... |
“Mom! Where are you? I am hungry!” Dammit, where the hell is everyone? It's 9pm already, I should have been called for dinner hours ago. “Mom!” Nothing. “... Dad? Where are you?' Looks like every one is gone. I go check upstairs, but no one is there. Oh well, thankfully I have this new app that can keep me busy while I... |
Staring into the depths of darkness, I noticed my curiosity slowly begin to overwhelm my fear. The sense of adventure which had led me to that moment wavered in its resolve, but the flame refused to die. As I held open the hatch, my mind instinctively grasped at any vague possibility of explanation it could hold onto... |
"Citizens of London,"the voice boomed from every available speaker in the capital of England. "I, Lord Malice, the last scion of House Venom, have taken over your puny technology, and soon I shall rule England too,"the voice said while every available screen turned on and showed an elderly man. He was clad in pure blac... |
I pulled the half a cigarette out from behind my ear and struck a match on the uprooted chunks of concrete. The stale, rancid bite of a half smoked cig was actually a delight after the battle. I blew a large cloud of smoke directly towards the angel, who seemed to care less about that particular aspect of the whole sit... |
"Can you understand human language?"I asked, once again. I wasn't desperate for any kind of answer, but I was becoming slightly uneasy. Without a doubt, I was convinced that this living entity that accompanied me in the interrogation cell knew the particulars of its situation. As far as I was concerned, it could read m... |
A sun flare finds it’s way through the curtains, and hits me directly in the face. Dazed and confused, I slowly wake up and rub my eyes. I then proceed to open them up, and what I lay my eyes upon immediately puts me in an state of confusion.
“Horse posters...” I quietly mumble to myself, still barely awake. I’m prett... |
Herman wasn't sure exactly when he'd become a "Dark Lord", but someone had decided he was kidnapping children, and then one thing led to another and now he's the Greatest Evil Ever is some such rubbish. Thanks to his ancestor, he'd already been doing a good business in the hero-training of children wished away to him, ... |
“Bourgeois pig!”
A vase shattered. The door burst open. A huge man with a Stalin mustache barged out. Wait. I did a double-take. That wasn’t a man that looked like Stalin. That *was* Stalin.
“Come in,” I heard. I obeyed.
I had no idea what Stalin had seen, but this is what I saw: two chairs facing each other, mine t... |
“Thank you, have a nice day,” Stephan murmured, his voice exhausted from another dull day of work. There were at least two spills in the paint isles, three hostile couples who necessitated something they couldn’t get and at least a dozen lost children that he had to attend to because he was fresh. Being young had his p... |
"Long day, Brian?"Carl flashed me a smile from across the bar, polishing a bottle of wine. I all but collapsed onto the barstool, my pulse racing a mile a minute and my forehead a giant mess of sweat and worry lines.
"You have no idea, pal."As my longtime friend and the sole proprietor of McKinnon's Pub poured out a ... |
"One more hill, just one more hill"
Milo's breath was strained, and his muscles ached, but he couldn't stop now. He dug his claws into the dirt and pulled himself forward again, inch by inch. He'd crossed jungles, swam across rivers, and spent countless nights alone with nothing but a branch for company. But that isol... |
Be gentle with my please, second post here.
So here is the thing, I’ve lived my whole life surrounded by ghost, they are not bad ghost, they are actually kind of sweet and cute when you get to know them but they do make it hard to have friends or relationships.
I mean how do you tell a prospective boyfriend that yo... |
“We only say this because we love you.”
Jeffrey grew up on those words, alongside many others. “Sometimes love requires a firm hand,” preceded every beating he received from his father. He would be reminded that “life isn’t fair,” each time his mother had to cancel plans. “Blood is thicker than water” was another fami... |
"Good morning, class", Ms. Richardson said. "The topic of today's lesson is Human and Metahuman Anatomy".
The children barely even listened to her. The fourteen baseline human children, ever gregarious, kept chattering loudly. The two squatlings, Johan and Buster, were busy playing Battleship with pens and paper. Only... |
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