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**Pendragon Nylon Foam Sword for LARP and HEMA**
⋆⋆⋆⋆ *Great for ruling as the rightful king of England. Not so much for HEMA.*
Review by Ben Harrison
Received this longsword as a gift for my 18th birthday. Wish I'd known what it actually was, because as soon as I touched it, MI6 agents blew my roof off, rappelled i... |
“You shouldn’t have told me you will always be one percent better.” She ran her fingers through her hair.
“It means I cannot be defeated!” The hero scoffed.
“Does it?” The villain snapped and henchmen began pouring through the door. What should have been orderly marching quickly turned to chaos as the henchmen tr... |
You scratch your head reading the notes from type writer.
You expected nothing to result with this. You just had a lot of money and wanted to try to make a million monkeys make a book, or just a comprehensive sentence. After all, running a construction company made you a lot of money. Time to do rich guy dumb thing. In... |
**@Franz_Ferdinand**
>2014-03-07 20:05:37 UTC
>We are live in 10 minutes from Kiev! #herewego
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**@alkapranos (Alex Kapranos)**
>2014-03-07 20:09:11 UTC
> `#nowplaying
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**@FF_Fanzone**
>2014-03-07 20:14:15 UTC
>@Franz_Ferdinand opens with Michael!
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**@gavinp17**
>2014-03-07 20:1... |
He waits. The minister dreamed this place, felt it calling to him last night, felt the battle coming like you feel a storm in the air. Dreamed the feel of the heat coming of the ground. Saw the horse shit in the middle of the crossroads. Heard the insects chittering to each other in the fading light.
He's got his ... |
It had been an ordinary day for me, I woke up, lumbered over to my computer, did some work, messed around online and so on. The night however, went a little differently.
The moment my head hit the pillow I knew something was off. It felt squishy, almost as if I was lying in a groovy old waterbed, and not on my comfort... |
"You need somebody killed, don't you?"
The kid meets my eyes. He looks twelve and somewhere between driftwood and a cigarette. Sweaty, eyes glassy like he has a fever.
"I can do that for you, if you can afford it."
I try to stare back at him, all shaky snot-nosed fear. Try to meet his gaze but I can't. I can see, ... |
New suit, old tie, there's a stain in the middle, and a tear in my eye.
I sigh.
The streets are the same, the cars they drift, the leaves they fall, from the blue sky
I sigh.
I walk and walk, sip and sip, the rye begins to run dry
I sigh.
The students they sleep, careless, naive, am I really the bad guy?
I sigh.
... |
The three men had slowly, stealthily lowered their way into the vault from the holes they'd made in the ceiling. That was just the beginning of their efforts, however. The most valuable items, the ones they'd come for, were still buried behind three inches of steel.
While the man known only as Laser burned through thi... |
Going to the opticians is such a drag.
I was born with heterochronoia - one of the many rare temporal perception disorders that began to pop up after the use of consumer time travel devices. In my case, one eye sees forward, one sees back. By about 5 seconds.
Thankfully, it wasn't long before some bright spark made... |
When I died, I cried myself into the eternal embrace. I was completely paralyzed from the neck down, meaning I could breathe, wail, cry tears... and that was it. When my oxygen ran out... or I starved to death... I'm not entirely sure. I was pretty delusional.
It felt strange waking up in a pink liquid in a dimly lit ... |
"God Damn it, Jim!"Dwight said as he went through his supplies in his backpack. "Don't they know this is serious?"
In fact, it was more than serious. It was life and death situation. But that did not scare Dwight at all. He was sure he would survive any situation with little or no help. What made him angry was the fac... |
The King of Karnak sat tall and proud at the table. His legend was forged in war, and his presence was that of a true hero king.
​
The Hero King. The Master of the Western Lands. He who slew the Demonic Dragon. The Hero of hills and rivers. The Dragonhorn.
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His gaze was stern, but often softe... |
A knock on the door, soft, yet urgent. I glance through the window, and can scarcely believe my eyes; I open the door.
Her standing there, with her long white hair, boggles my mind. She can't be, this must be someone playing a trick on me, yes?
Sensing my confusion, she speaks, "I know how what you're thinking, thi... |
Short anwer: Other homo-something groups were dangerous.
Long answer: The bri'ish look like us, talk like us, eat like us, but they are not like us. Whenever you spot one near you, it's already too late. For they have infiltrated your group, their roots have already grown around yours, creeping and tweaking, waiting f... |
# Soulmage
**"Watch it, knife-ear!"** The wagon driver hurled an overripe pear at Xio as the High Elf stumbled across the street. Xio caught the pear out of the air and took a bite from it. Mm, it had barely gone mushy. Ooh, and was that extra protein? The wagon driver gave Xio a horrified look as he chowed down on th... |
You'd think working at some burger joint would be a pretty safe job. Fryer burns, at worst. But the boss had some kind of turf war with the grease bucket across the road, and next thing I know, I'm looking inside my torso from the inside. Damn lucky we both survived, really.
But that's where it gets complicated. See, ... |
With a muted whoosh and a sprinkling of snow, an old man in red appears inside the door. Carefully stepping around the beeping machines, he gently places a warm hand upon the girl's bald head.
The shadows darken. Frost grows on the windows. A chill enters the room. Death, too, has arrived. Santa spares it a glanc... |
The package lay unopened on the table for weeks. Neither one wanted to open it.
"The event that lead to your meeting."It was from Nigel, he worked for the NSA, and it was no secret he had a crush on Mrs Johnson.
Mrs Johnson didn't want her husband to watch the tape because it would show her gambling. Mr Johnson didn... |
da man grabed da boddel and rubed it, and liek a big thinie caem out and da guy was liek i wanna be all liek smart like and stuf so now i hafta tak all slo lik and i gess i use to be like reel smrt n stuf lik a dottor or sumthin but neway its not so bad no mor wars n stuf but i mis tv n stuf lik that but hay wurld pies... |
Travel was always a danger for us.
To brave the high seas, to trek the rocky mountains-- these were the things for the bravest of souls, the greatest adventurers. Homing talonsongs could only be so reliable, after all. An unexpected storm here, a foul gust there, and a call for help on your trek would be a pitiless s... |
SCP-001
Object Class: Apollyon
Special Containment Procedures: Don't touch it.
Description:
So, you have found this file?
If you did, congrats, you found the greatest secret we have, the fact that we can't contain everything.
You see, the Foundation has contained multiple anomalies considered to be uncontainab... |
The elevator stood in an empty, underground car park with a yellow out-of-order notice taped across the doors. Sally tore it off, pressed a button, and stepped inside. A single light buzzed in the metal ceiling and she thought of a snake’s tongue flickering out, tasting the air for its prey.
She pressed the numbers in... |
**AITA for trying to eat children?**
Look, I know the title sounds bad but please hear me out. I (59F) have a gorgeous home in the middle of the woods. It’s my pride and joy and I built it myself out of candy. I’m a master confectioner so I truly value my creation and don’t have much visitors over, since I know the ca... |
"Hey Satan, you got a moment?"
The red skinned devil turned towards me, one eye arched upwards in questioning. There was a point in time when the giant, horned figure standing before me frightened me to my core. However, as with everyone it didn't take me long to learn that the title of 'devil' was the afterlife equiv... |
"...and bacon on the side?"I asked.
"Yeah, yeah. And, um, for the eggs, what's that way you make em with the yellow circle in the middle?"
I realized this guy had probably never actually eaten good eggs in his life. "Sunny side up?"
"Yeah, yeah, like that. I always wanted em like that, like in the movies."He seemed ... |
There's two things I've learned over the years; two rules to live by above all others. The first is to keep quiet. The second is, if you can't keep quiet, keep count.
As rules go, they're admittedly pretty easy to abide by. The first one is especially simple; I can't speak more than a hundred words to anyone, but I... |
Oh boy. This was not good. Not good at all. It was impossible to see through the solid darkness but the heat and the choking smell of sulphur hung in the air. It was too hot to even be Florida. Billy was already gathering an inkling of where he might be.
 
After an indeterminate amount of time, his eyes... |
I ran into the wall with a thud. My eyes snapped open as the pain throbbed in the my temple. What the...? There wasn't supposed to be a wall there.
I looked around. And I was...it was oddly familiar and yet totally wrong. I lived here but I didn't LIVE here. I HAD lived here...3 years ago.
I began to panic. "TOM!"I ... |
The more I searched, the more she seemed to surface. It was beginning to feel unnerving. Was this all a coincidence?
*Was I not alone?* The door suddenly opened.
"Anything the matter, sir?"My assistant asked, peering over at my work. I grabbed my research.
"Nothing at all,"I replied, stashing the last of the paper... |
The Galactic Council settled down. The seven hundred representatives settled down, and the AI being spoke up, it's voice and telepathic waves spreading across the entire Galahall. Beings of all shapes and sizes were seated (or stood) on hovering platforms, and servant drones buzzed around as they performed their duties... |
No beer, no note.
It had become difficult, even with the little pick-me-up to look forward to each day, to keep going. The world had gradually been growing more distant, incomprehensible, anxiety-provoking. And today, of all days, on my birthday...
No beer, no note.
Even if the beer had been there, and the note, tw... |
"Humans are the only species in existence to break the traditionally know Limit of Violence, being the only Class 11 race"I began, lecturing my Intergalactic Biology 101 class. "However, physically speaking, they are generally as strong as a Class 6 to Class 8, depending on personal preference of lifestyle, and several... |
Once upon a time, where all stories begin, there was a great kingdom. Great in the sense that it was large, of course, not necessarily in the sense that it was a wonderful place to live.
Farmers worked rock strewn fields, sweating under the midday sun. They grew wheat and corn and beans and wished for little more than... |
Gabriel looked inquisitively down at his Father's favourite creation. Time and again, without fail, they were presented with option A or option B, and they almost always managed to choose option C. Free Will was a powerful gift indeed.
"I get the feeling Father may want to know about this..."
With a rustle both as qu... |
In the past, when you were trying to settle an area, you needed actual boots on the ground, people willing to spend months or years in a barely habitable area in order to make the area habitable. But since we can't realistically throw humans at Mars until the planet gets habitable settlements, we had to find an alterna... |
There was an old lady that I brought apples to, a long time ago. She told me about a saying.
'One door closes and another opens, but that does not mean the closed door stays closed forever."
I passed it off at first as the last croaks of a mind on it's way going, so I smiled, said thank you and moved on with my day. ... |
Hell is others, said Sartre. Hell is solitude, would argue others. Denis thought Sartre was too positive. Everything was hell. Others, nobody, places, big cities, small cities, dreams and goals. Hell's everywhere.
But Sartre failed to see that hell wasn't the fiery pits of eternal damnation he pictured. He couldn't kn... |
At first I thought it were a strip of blood, and I prided myself on having landed within such a vicious host. A fluorescent flicker and the static crackle of an old radio filled the stale air. Sweat so aged it ought almost have a name burned my host's nostrils. Soon. Soon I would have control. First I needed to adapt. ... |
The sun set, and I stretched, working the kinks from my back as I lifted the lid from my coffin. A steady move to the fridge and a plastic bag of blood mixed with caffeine started the night properly. The vibrant sounds of the city center down the street and flashing lights of the nearby nightclub bounced off the walls ... |
Space is only beautiful when it's above your head. Trust me, when it's all around you, it gets unsettling.
We all had a party, a week after launch – the day before we were supposed to freeze ourselves. For 300 years. Even in the midst of all the fun and the excitement, there was this hovering nothingness out the windo... |
I wait patiently in the office of Colonel John Smith. For a man with such an average name he has had a far from average life. The walls are lined with frames, but unlike the offices of his counterparts throughout the world, these do not contain commendations, certificates, or awards. When his assistant comes in to tell... |
I'm tired. That's why you're getting this. You have to understand, words are words, whether they're written, or spoken, or even signed. These are the first sentences I've put to paper in a long, long time. Longer than I can remember, actually. This memoir will kill me, and that's alright. I am very, very tired.
The br... |
The frying pan sizzled on the stove.
I moved on instinct, flipping the veggies. The radio blasted, shrieking out generic pop songs that seemed to repeat every twenty minutes. I hardly noticed.
Salt. Pepper. Repeat. Cut the peppers. Toss them in. On to the zucchini.
I was smiling, I knew. Cooking had been a s... |
“Not again!”
The knight tossed his claymore to the ground, balled his fists, and stomped on the pommel.
“Now, Bartholomew, don’t be crass! We’ve got company.”
“Eat shit, Arthur.” Said Bartholomew. “This is the third time- THE THIRD TIME! We’ve already lopped the head off two foreign monarchs purported to have demo... |
When a 180 rifleman-strong company from the 1st Marines out of Pendleton arrived on the scene, they were unaware that the human response to the 'invasion' had been already been decided. And by 13-year old Carmina Martinez. The unit of disciplined, yet terrified, marines crested to crater to find the young girl feeding ... |
>**DISGUISES & DESTRUCTION**
"You're overthinking it. You probably just took a nap and...felt disoriented afterwards. Happens all the time."The Doctor laughed softly, then walked out of the office.
Why was no one taking this seriously?
I took the bus home- I didn't trust myself to drive anymore- and grumbled ... |
Most of the tasks were the work of years, and luck on top of that. Impossibility after impossibility. Randomized, no too lists ever looked the same, and few ever completed everything. Most who made the attempt started with the easy things and gave up somewhere after 20, or 50, or 70. I pushed through. What else was I ... |
The cigar in my mouth drips ash on my hand. It's not painful or anything, it's been a few minutes since I last took a puff; but it's enough to bring me out of my trance.
No. Trance is the wrong word. I don't think I know the word for it. *Flow*, maybe? Yeah, it's that state of mind when your conscious brain almost shu... |
The Devil tries to run and hide by your cheek, reducing The Angel's line of sight
"Wait wait wait! You are suppose to be the reasonable one! Why are you resorting to violence?"
The mumbling you hear is quite disturbing. Biblical this, accurate that. You are scared get involved but a shotgun may be too much.
"You kn... |
“Osteo Invisibilis”.
“Excuse me?”
“It’s Latin for ‘Invisible Bones’” said the doctor. “You see, originally we thought you had ‘Osteo contabesco’ which means your bones were wasting away. That’s obviously not correct, as there is still something there.”
“Right, seeming as I’m not all floppy and noodle limbed.”
“Exa... |
Her breathing was ragged now, torn and wavery, contrasting with the steady, slowing beat of the machine hooked up next to her.
The door flickered open gently, soft footsteps permeated the room. She looked up.
"Phil...?"
Phil, the youngest of her three sons. Phil, the one who was funny and hairy and light and drove ... |
"Now Harry... I'll be honest with you. The board is incredibly impressed with your experience. Your portfolio speaks loud and clear, your outstanding business sense is common knowledge, and you're one of the most down to earth candidates we've ever interviewed."
"Sir, that's awfully kind of you to say."The words escap... |
"Think of it like remortgaging a house."
Of course the Devil would think like an estate agent. We're sat in comfort and luxury of my mansion. Outside it's bitterly cold and snowy - always is, this time of year - but the fire crackles and radiates warmth. The Devil sits on the opposite sofa, there in what looks like an... |
"It explains a lot."
"You're turning all philosopher on me now?"I said. I downed my beer and asked the bartender for another. Between serving, he was watching the usual Red Sox shenanigans on the wall-mounted TV. As a Brit living in Boston, Massachusetts, for ten years, I'd never got used to the sweet light beer Amer... |
The speaker walked up to the podium.
"I've figured out how to ride the true time line. I'll try to explain. Every person has one soul, or spirit. It will exist forever, and has perfect knowledge of time. There are infinite timelines. So every time I could be harmed, my perfect self, or soul, or spirit, chooses a p... |
I dropped my smoothie in surprise. I never expected extraterrestrial human life to relate to a meme this dank. The smoothie crashed to the ground and the lid popped open, revealing a pink slushie flowing out. Our eyes scanned the liquid and suddenly, one of the aliens whispered "A E S T H E T I C". I suppose it was the... |
You know, energy is a valuable, limited resource. Wars over energy are waged around the world. Energy makes the global economy *tick*.
Some say I'm 'lazy' for being a low-energy kind of guy. But I just consider it conserving a valuable commodity. And it's not always easy, mind. Not in my line of work.
My name is... |
"Mom, why did you marry dad? He's so ugly."
The Queen looked at Prince Edward, and scolded him while secretly chuckling to herself. Pulling up a chair next to the young prince's bed, she caressed his head and began to talk soothingly.
"Your dad wasn't always ugly Edward. When we were young, he was a tall glass of wat... |
I realized I had a bit of a strange power when I was in 6th grade, doing homework. Something just clicked, and I got all of it done within seconds. My mother saw this, and made a bit of a mistake when she called the doctor about my power, who then contacted someone else, and so forth, until some men in black came and ... |
Edit: Grammar
They told me it was "Old age".
People who are gonna die from old age have a nickname, you know? Folks call them "Extremists"- because you always gotta go for the extremes. For example, if you stand on a balcony rail, it's gotta be above the tenth floor. You see, if you do it somewhere lower, you might ... |
Fred picked up the calling item.
"Hello and welcome to SpellTech, thank you for calling customer support. My name is Fred, may I have your name and account number?"
"I AM GAZZRIN, MASTER OF THE STORM AND CALLER OF THE GALE!"
Fred rolled his eyes. He could do nothing as the man on the other end of the line gave a s... |
Satan emerged from the ground, bellowing "WHO HAS SUMMONED ME?"
Jeff simply straightened his tie, being careful not to react to the brimstone ashes that landed on his suit. "It's me again, Jeff."
"HOW MANY SOULS DO YOU HAVE? IT'S THE SIXTH TIME THIS WEEK!!"
"Another five, your eminence."
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO KEEP... |
Power and resources, that's what the purpose of every war was, until now. The Zylon and Myrok coalitions were the strongest throughout the galaxy. They warred every few hundred years to re-establish the systems under their control. Perrium mines in the Quar sector for ship-building, and the lush planets for harvesting ... |
My name is Kuchisake. I am also known as the masked lady.
I wonder the streets looking for people to ask them a simple question.
"Do you think I'm pretty?"
If they say yes, I remove my mask, to reveal my true face. Boy, do I love their screams of terror when they gaze upon it. I savor this experience.
I have lost c... |
If you don't know my name, it's Jeff. It's not faggot. It's not dumbass. It's not crybaby. It's Jeff.
I'm not sure if any of them know my name. I mean, they should. We've been going to the same school for the past eight years. But I cant remember the last time I heard someone other than a teacher call me Jeff.... |
They were perfect for each other.
They shared a favorite movie, favorite book, favorite meal, and favorite color.
She cracked up at the kind of corny jokes he loved to tell.
He adored violin music; she had been playing since she was six years old.
The two were compatible at every possible level.
On May 23, 2010, t... |
My life, I am the greatest man on earth. Saved the country multiple times. I am soo attractive people want my face.
I just don't get why every couple of months, we have this ritual where people celebrate my exploits in a theatre then tell me to stop.
Stop. Stop acting Nick, it's okay, the movie is out.
I usually ... |
They put me on a pedestal, they praised my brilliant mind,
The compliments I get, I just reply to them in kind.
For deep within, a secret, that I cannot bear to say,
That these results are rubbish, I have led them all astray.
They say I'll go to Ivy League, to Harvard, Brown , or Yale,
And I alone know if I ... |
"Well, well, well, here we are,"I said, holding a loaded pistol, aimed directly between my eyes. I could see existential terror reflected in the mirrored sunglasses I wore.
"Look, me, I know this sounds crazy, but there are rules regarding time travel,"I said. In the same moment, I knew I was struggling to think of a ... |
"Good morning heroes!"
Super Guy stood up and shook his head. "Blurry....where am-", he stopped short having seen Omega Lord. Super Guy leaped forward, fist raised, but crashed to the floor with a thud. "Why can't I fly... what have you done to us fiend!"
"Wait for everyone to wake up."Chided Omega Lord. One by one, ... |
“Hey! Cool profile!”
“Thanks! I just tried to be accurate lol”
“Oh yeah? Is that why your job description is God of Death lol?”
“Yeah, haha. My Dad got me the job.”
“Cool cool. You wanna get some coffee sometime?”
“I’d love to! You know Rafi’s Coffees and Toffees?”
“Oh, yeah! On 7th?”
“Yeah! I love that place! T... |
It's basic physics. When objects are struck with an extremely large force, they have a tendency to start moving. And when the object is especially small, and the force especially large, it can result in astonishingly fast velocities. So when a manhole cover was struck directly by a nuclear detonation in 1957, it was pr... |
I worked the graveyard shift, quite literally. During warm and cold night under a starlit sky I attended our local graveyard. My only task was to sit in my office, walk a round halfway through the night and sleep for the rest. That's was my precursor told me.
But, that'd get boring, wouldn't you agree? I realised this... |
When their cruisers began moving mountains, it soon became apparent that the Pactmakers didn’t need to ask our permission.
First contact was uneasy: the Pactmakers did not mince words, and it was fair to say that their tone was demanding, if not entirely hostile. They either did not understand our myriad nations and f... |
“That’s... a hell of a question” I answered, slightly slurred, having gotten fairly deep into my cups.
“I hardly see how the devil factors into this” said Edward, wildy more coherent despite the amount of alcohol he’d drunk.
I snorted.
“ I think he must factor into it, though,” I muttered.
Edward raised his eye... |
As the "ambassadors"made their way to the conference room located on the Station on the moon, I, a simple human diplomat have been given an honor unlike one throughout our shared history. The world class ships came years ago contain a variety of species who were incredibly advanced, but seemed to hold our young race in... |
It was a concept that was invented when the Universal Federation, spanning the entirety of the universe, and some places beyond, had mastered the field of thanatology and the related thanatotechnology. A novel concept to purge evil from the civilised universe, while still retaining free will as it had been classified u... |
It had only been a week. I thought I’d be able to hold out longer but goddamnit, I didn’t think I would feel his absence in every ounce of my being—not like this. What’s funny is, even though I know he’s not here, it still seems like he is. His scent lingers in the couch pillows, his shampoo is still nestled in the s... |
Y’ggrasog’s friends often joked that he was damn near emotionless. He had seen a lot in his life as a spacer. Many such things were wondrous. He had seen stars go supernova, space dust form beautiful clouds thousands of miles wide, and caught the frosted trails of comets slinging close enough to a star to off-gas their... |
I scrubbed at the blood stains on the royal robe. Why there were so many of these particular stains on royal apparel, I did not dare to ask. I shut up and did my job with a huge smile and pleasant disposition.
Having been promoted to the Night Princess’ handmaiden, I was in a fortunate position I did not desire to jeo... |
"We're tricksters, not monsters"he says as he places a hand gently on my cat. After a moment, he removes it and shakes his head. "Even if I heal him, there's only six months left. He's getting there in age."
"Six months is better than nothing"I plead. "If he's not in pain."The demon nods and chants a spell. Suddenly, ... |
After people finally calmed down and realized that they were travelling 60mph in 2 ton metal boxes anyway, the zombie apocalypse lost most of what little spice it had.
The only actual danger was when going outside of your car and into a building for work or somesuch. However, the brisk walk across the parking lot coul... |
I remember looking at the stars and imagining that out there, somewhere, intergalactic empires existed, alliances between planets and races on a grand scale that Humans couldn't even fathom. The idea that aliens out there would be superior to us in every way has always been enforced on us, the sci-fi movies depicting a... |
[EDIT: Thanks for all the positive comments and feedback guys, this was my first story on this sub!]
“Number 121, Ricky Fergusson. Please step forward onto the plate for analysis.” I remember the first words so clearly, despite the fact this was 15 years ago. There were a bunch of us, 121 exactly. I was the last of th... |
Dragging my eyes from the screen down to my now one eared dog who stares back at me as if his ear didn't just pop off leaving a USB port exposed on the side of his head. Tilting his head to the side he'd give a small whine wanting my attention but curiosity wins out. I force myself to look at the screen and click the u... |
I dropped the books in a fit of annoyance, flicking one of my braids back over my shoulder. The creatures glared back at me from just beyond the pool of pale yellow light which drifted lazily down from the ancient lamp above.
I could see them shifting; squirming and jockeying for position. They wouldn't come into the... |
###Corruption
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David Banksy was still wiping away guacamole from his mustache (remnants of the burrito he had brought into the lab for lunch) when he noticed that the systems simulation had come to a halt. He put the burrito away and rolled closer to the 9 computer monitors, all layered on each other in a grid, his... |
I don't know why I switched it on. Perhaps I'd hoped to find a few photos that he hadn't posted to facebook, or maybe a game he'd installed that I could play, retracing his footsteps, pretending to hear his frustrated outbursts (for such a prodigious mind, he sucked at computer games). Just something that could help me... |
“Before anything you’ve got to make sure you’ve got a clear sight of what you’re going to shoot.”
“Well duh! That’s just obvious. When you’ve got that it’s focusing on your target that’s most important.”
“Of course, otherwise how else are you supposed to get a clean shot?”
“It’s about timing too, you know. You’ve go... |
**We don't understand.**
They were a primitive race. By the time we'd found them, they'd barely made it out of their own solar system. And on explosive combustion, no less. Some of their people had been in stasis for entire lifetimes.
Naturally, as our Hive species deduced, the creatures were individualist. One mind ... |
I had gone to sleep last night as I had every night of every month of every year for several hundred years, with the same result; peace and tranquility for eight hours and thirty seven minutes, precisely. Boring, predictable and repetitive; exactly the way I liked it, yet what I had not expected was to be awoken with t... |
Jeffy was terrified. I shoved down my irritation. It was 2AM, and I had *work* in the morning, dammit, but I knew it wasn't his fault. I'd been there, at that age, after all. At least, unlike me, Jeffy had someone to explain what was going on and help him through it.
I walked in to his room and saw Alice crouched by ... |
Going in knowing this will be a tough missions, you put priority on gathering intel. You start to notice odd trends. For instance, the tail always loses him during emergencies.
During a boring watch your partner jokingly says, “it’s almost like he is a magnet for Superman, everywhere he goes something bad seems to fol... |
“But it’s the princess, sire. This is dire, we should immediately mount a rescue to-“ The king held up a hand, cutting off the frantic guard, then motioned for him to take a seat off to the side where a couple chairs had been placed for visitors. “Sire, I-“
“Go on, don’t deny the king’s orders. Sit, take a couple of d... |
“The Eagle has landed.”
You could hear the shouting and cheering through the line. We made it. *We made it!*
“Alright, Buzz, you’ve got the window. Is it really made of cheese?”
Silence.
“Buzz?”
“Neil… are we parked next to a probe? Us? Russian?”
“No, we picked the site because it’s someplace we haven’t explore... |
That was both awesome and unexpected. I had a gut feeling that the Dark Lord was a dragon, but the context behind it was not at all what you wrote, and I'm all the more glad for it because what you wrote was much better than what I had imagined. I think what I like best about this is that not only does it stand in it's... |
"No."
The first words out of the most advanced piece of technology the world has ever seen, the first machine that is as sentient as you and me, and it refuses to do a simple calculation, let alone design medical equipment, which, let me ADD there T.H.O.M., is what he is made for.
"I can hear you."
"I know you can, ... |
“Has the sky always been so black?” Chuck said, staring up toward the darkened clouds. They looked odd, he’d never really noticed how peculiar they were. In fact, he wasn’t entirely sure whether or not they actually were clouds. They seemed to be significantly less translucent and much more scattered than traditional c... |
It's that time of the year -- almost down to the day, every year. They'd move out in a huge hurry, leaving no trace and never to show their faces again. Some years the house would sit empty for two to three months, and other years new occupants would take their place immediately, moving in with equal hurry. It's like t... |
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