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[WP] One second your in your house, the next you're standing in a living room surrounded by three demons. They drop their Ouija board and scream as they run to their bathroom and lock the door. "I told you we shouldn't have touched it!" | "I told you, Urglesh!" yelled the Scourge of Ten Worlds, "I told you they were real!" His back was pinned against a baroque, iron door.
"Yeah well, I thought you were joking, humans are a myth! Everyone knows that, even little demonettes and imps. Shut up and grab that chair and block the door." The Scourge scrambled ... | What had these fools wrought upon themselves once again? I had a name once, but there was only one thing I was known as now. I could see ears on the walls, listening, waiting for me to make my move. The denizens of this hellish dimension whimpered awaiting their impending death.
"Eat lead!" I cried. I fired up my m... | |
[WP] One second your in your house, the next you're standing in a living room surrounded by three demons. They drop their Ouija board and scream as they run to their bathroom and lock the door. "I told you we shouldn't have touched it!" | Demons live in the shadows. You aught to be cautious, yes, but there’s no need to be afraid. Demons live in the shadows or should I say beneath them, for the shadows are what keeps our worlds apart. You can say that the shadows keep us safe. For this we are surely lucky for without this wall, without this barrier, one... | "It worked!" Shrieked the smallest of the three figures hovering around a broken board with odd lettering running across the old wood. It's three trunk like arms reaching directly into my personal space. It's 'arms', covered in what looked like 20 pencil thin fingers, barely had time to touch the Lapel on my jacked bef... | |
[WP] One second your in your house, the next you're standing in a living room surrounded by three demons. They drop their Ouija board and scream as they run to their bathroom and lock the door. "I told you we shouldn't have touched it!" | They had waited all week for the storm to hit and now that it was here it was time. Carol and Jeff on the bottom two points of the pentagram. Thomas sat at the top with the ouiji board in front of him. "Hey guys? Aren't we supposed to hold hands or something for this part?"
Jeff and Carol looked at each other for a lo... | "It worked!" Shrieked the smallest of the three figures hovering around a broken board with odd lettering running across the old wood. It's three trunk like arms reaching directly into my personal space. It's 'arms', covered in what looked like 20 pencil thin fingers, barely had time to touch the Lapel on my jacked bef... | |
[WP] One second your in your house, the next you're standing in a living room surrounded by three demons. They drop their Ouija board and scream as they run to their bathroom and lock the door. "I told you we shouldn't have touched it!" | I had just filled up my cereal bowl and was about to enjoy a late breakfast when that familiar feeling came on me again. Dang-it, I already regretted that deal I had made with that thieving “Ouija the Fantabulous”.
At the time it had sounded like easy money – As a member of the Dimension Monitoring Security Divisi... | "It worked!" Shrieked the smallest of the three figures hovering around a broken board with odd lettering running across the old wood. It's three trunk like arms reaching directly into my personal space. It's 'arms', covered in what looked like 20 pencil thin fingers, barely had time to touch the Lapel on my jacked bef... | |
[WP] One second your in your house, the next you're standing in a living room surrounded by three demons. They drop their Ouija board and scream as they run to their bathroom and lock the door. "I told you we shouldn't have touched it!" | "I told you, Urglesh!" yelled the Scourge of Ten Worlds, "I told you they were real!" His back was pinned against a baroque, iron door.
"Yeah well, I thought you were joking, humans are a myth! Everyone knows that, even little demonettes and imps. Shut up and grab that chair and block the door." The Scourge scrambled ... | "It worked!" Shrieked the smallest of the three figures hovering around a broken board with odd lettering running across the old wood. It's three trunk like arms reaching directly into my personal space. It's 'arms', covered in what looked like 20 pencil thin fingers, barely had time to touch the Lapel on my jacked bef... | |
[WP] One second your in your house, the next you're standing in a living room surrounded by three demons. They drop their Ouija board and scream as they run to their bathroom and lock the door. "I told you we shouldn't have touched it!" | They had waited all week for the storm to hit and now that it was here it was time. Carol and Jeff on the bottom two points of the pentagram. Thomas sat at the top with the ouiji board in front of him. "Hey guys? Aren't we supposed to hold hands or something for this part?"
Jeff and Carol looked at each other for a lo... | Demons live in the shadows. You aught to be cautious, yes, but there’s no need to be afraid. Demons live in the shadows or should I say beneath them, for the shadows are what keeps our worlds apart. You can say that the shadows keep us safe. For this we are surely lucky for without this wall, without this barrier, one... | |
[WP] One second your in your house, the next you're standing in a living room surrounded by three demons. They drop their Ouija board and scream as they run to their bathroom and lock the door. "I told you we shouldn't have touched it!" | I had just filled up my cereal bowl and was about to enjoy a late breakfast when that familiar feeling came on me again. Dang-it, I already regretted that deal I had made with that thieving “Ouija the Fantabulous”.
At the time it had sounded like easy money – As a member of the Dimension Monitoring Security Divisi... | Demons live in the shadows. You aught to be cautious, yes, but there’s no need to be afraid. Demons live in the shadows or should I say beneath them, for the shadows are what keeps our worlds apart. You can say that the shadows keep us safe. For this we are surely lucky for without this wall, without this barrier, one... | |
[WP] One second your in your house, the next you're standing in a living room surrounded by three demons. They drop their Ouija board and scream as they run to their bathroom and lock the door. "I told you we shouldn't have touched it!" | "I told you, Urglesh!" yelled the Scourge of Ten Worlds, "I told you they were real!" His back was pinned against a baroque, iron door.
"Yeah well, I thought you were joking, humans are a myth! Everyone knows that, even little demonettes and imps. Shut up and grab that chair and block the door." The Scourge scrambled ... | Demons live in the shadows. You aught to be cautious, yes, but there’s no need to be afraid. Demons live in the shadows or should I say beneath them, for the shadows are what keeps our worlds apart. You can say that the shadows keep us safe. For this we are surely lucky for without this wall, without this barrier, one... | |
[WP] One second your in your house, the next you're standing in a living room surrounded by three demons. They drop their Ouija board and scream as they run to their bathroom and lock the door. "I told you we shouldn't have touched it!" | I had just filled up my cereal bowl and was about to enjoy a late breakfast when that familiar feeling came on me again. Dang-it, I already regretted that deal I had made with that thieving “Ouija the Fantabulous”.
At the time it had sounded like easy money – As a member of the Dimension Monitoring Security Divisi... | *Part One: The Grand Entrance*
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"By the Lord of the Deep you've summoned Michael." Pog whispered. His eyes were wide with terror. They gleamed yellow in the dark of the closet as he scooted towards Lard. His wart-ridden claws gripped Lard's shoulder so tightly that Lard bled. "You've summoned the bloody Archangel hi... | |
[WP] One second your in your house, the next you're standing in a living room surrounded by three demons. They drop their Ouija board and scream as they run to their bathroom and lock the door. "I told you we shouldn't have touched it!" | "I told you, Urglesh!" yelled the Scourge of Ten Worlds, "I told you they were real!" His back was pinned against a baroque, iron door.
"Yeah well, I thought you were joking, humans are a myth! Everyone knows that, even little demonettes and imps. Shut up and grab that chair and block the door." The Scourge scrambled ... | *Part One: The Grand Entrance*
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"By the Lord of the Deep you've summoned Michael." Pog whispered. His eyes were wide with terror. They gleamed yellow in the dark of the closet as he scooted towards Lard. His wart-ridden claws gripped Lard's shoulder so tightly that Lard bled. "You've summoned the bloody Archangel hi... | |
[WP] One second your in your house, the next you're standing in a living room surrounded by three demons. They drop their Ouija board and scream as they run to their bathroom and lock the door. "I told you we shouldn't have touched it!" | I had just filled up my cereal bowl and was about to enjoy a late breakfast when that familiar feeling came on me again. Dang-it, I already regretted that deal I had made with that thieving “Ouija the Fantabulous”.
At the time it had sounded like easy money – As a member of the Dimension Monitoring Security Divisi... | They had waited all week for the storm to hit and now that it was here it was time. Carol and Jeff on the bottom two points of the pentagram. Thomas sat at the top with the ouiji board in front of him. "Hey guys? Aren't we supposed to hold hands or something for this part?"
Jeff and Carol looked at each other for a lo... | |
[WP] One second your in your house, the next you're standing in a living room surrounded by three demons. They drop their Ouija board and scream as they run to their bathroom and lock the door. "I told you we shouldn't have touched it!" | "I told you, Urglesh!" yelled the Scourge of Ten Worlds, "I told you they were real!" His back was pinned against a baroque, iron door.
"Yeah well, I thought you were joking, humans are a myth! Everyone knows that, even little demonettes and imps. Shut up and grab that chair and block the door." The Scourge scrambled ... | “*I* didn’t want to do it. But you were all like, nah, you’re just being a wimp, humans don’t really exist!”
“Shhh! It’s right outside. Lurking around…it makes me feel dirty to be in the same house as one. What do you think it smells like?”
“I don’t know, why don’t you go ask it?”
“Shut up, Kevin! You do it!”
The b... | |
[WP] One second your in your house, the next you're standing in a living room surrounded by three demons. They drop their Ouija board and scream as they run to their bathroom and lock the door. "I told you we shouldn't have touched it!" | One moment I was just standing in my kitchen, pouring milk into my cereal. The next moment I was standing in a dim room lit with several candles pouring milk onto a dusty stone floor. I looked around and locked eyes with three terrifying beings, all of them staring back at me with what looked like a mix of awe and shoc... | I recently discovered, due to some quantum flux in my kitchen, that demons are not the malevolent shadows that we suppose them to be. They are in fact very real, quite docile, and at least as superstitious as we are. If they are evil, the word requires a new definition, one that includes cowardice, paranoia, and an u... | |
[WP] Kevin joins the army, and is placed in the front lines. Miraculously he survives every suicide mission the army gives him. | "It was a full strength tank division."
"With auxiliary mechanized infantry flanking them on the ridges." He added.
"Backed by aircraft, entrenched position across Lowbridge Valley, a snipers' delight, with no cover."
"Full moon too."
"Armed with a combat knife, two standard K-rations and a six shot revolver."
... | “He knows too much,” The Venerated General James Worthington said to his small cabinet in the military base in Seoul South Korea.
“I’m sorry general,” responded commander Morris, “We didn’t expect him to make it out of the Chinese embassy. We thought he wouldn’t make it back with any information about the killings.”
“W... | |
[WP] Kevin joins the army, and is placed in the front lines. Miraculously he survives every suicide mission the army gives him. | I had just cordially finished talking to my *favorite* recruit when I heard the livid call of my self-appointed second in command."Sargent!" demanded Lenny, the red-faced veteran with a bit of a Napolean complex "How can you just let Kevin slide like that."
Lenny was a by the books type of guy, well kinda. He wa... | “He knows too much,” The Venerated General James Worthington said to his small cabinet in the military base in Seoul South Korea.
“I’m sorry general,” responded commander Morris, “We didn’t expect him to make it out of the Chinese embassy. We thought he wouldn’t make it back with any information about the killings.”
“W... | |
[WP] You are a brain surgeon. Every time you perform a surgery, you have the ability to see memories of the patient you are operating on. | People like to say most surgeons suffer from god complexes, and for the most part, they're correct. It's a very technical job, one that requires years of study and rigorous practice to perform. A brain surgeon such as myself would be prey to this more than others, considering how delicate our hardware can be. One slip ... |
In front of me was a man I knew all too well. Not personally though. He was just the
man who killed my friend. To most his shot was justified, after all Frankie was a criminal.
That’s how things go down when the law has a gun. He might have been right to kill him, but
I didn’t really care about that.
“Are you sure y... | |
[WP] You are a brain surgeon. Every time you perform a surgery, you have the ability to see memories of the patient you are operating on. | "Scalpel," Doctor John Mason said, he was leading neurosurgeon in the western hemisphere, everyone that could afford him did.
"Sponge." The attending nurse stood at his side diligently passing him every tool he requested. This surgery had already been going on for three hours and the strain was beginning to set in. ... | Becoming a doctor was never a question,it was a fact. I knew my goal in life was to help those in need. The very idea gave me this, euphoria that could be coupled by nothing else. Sure, there were warnings. I didn’t know the work load, I was going to get burnt out, the patients were ungrateful. It didn’t matter t... | |
[WP] As the villain is simply too powerful for the league of heroes, our champions unveil their secret weapon: they call his mother. | "And when I vaporize San Francisco, the rest of the world will know of my power and bow down to me! Muahahaha!" The nefarious villain, Ubermensch, cackled. One of his mechanical spiders crunched the Golden Gate Bridge into Reese's Pieces sized rubble in the background.
The caped hero, Blue Man, watched him solemnly ... | "Which one of you has been bullying my little baby!"
Mrs. Doomside crossed her arms and squinted. She had to, considering she was over three hundred feet tall. From behind a polka dotted skirt that could cover mountains, Doomside was grinning and making faces.
Commander StarStripe, valiant leader of the Order Buddies... | |
[WP] Anything you paint becomes real, unfortunately, you're a terrible artist. | Samson placed a lengthy canvas on the wooden floor. He fetched two palettes and brushes from his apartment kitchen, and then placed them at either ends of the paper with a jar of water to match. As if on cue, the doorbell dinged. Samson glanced at his wall clock it was five minutes to six. Timothy was early, as usual. ... | Amanda, Elizabeth, and Al descended a creaky stairway and entered the basement, hearing tiny steps echo out from the darkness as the damp air filled their nostrils. Dragging her hand across the moist brick wall, Amanda felt a switch and flipped it upwards, illuminating the room with a flickering light bulb that buzzed ... | |
[WP] When someone is murdered and the killer gets caught, its life is traded to revive the victim. You are the victim, and now you understand why you got killed. | Like all other miracles of technology, the Revival Machine was one invention debated upon endlessly by ethicists and scientists alike. Ultimately, its use (which was to transfer all vital function from one client to another) was limited by the Global Government solely for cases of murder and "high exception". How the R... | It happened faster than I could believe. The sirens, the open window, the gunshot through my chest. And then... I was in in the comfort of my own home. My family was surrounding me in the room as if a tragedy had happened, but I felt healthier than ever. You see, the QuantoTransfer has been all the rage in courthouses.... | |
[WP] The four horsemen of the Apocalypse are white, upper-middle class suburban soccer moms | Barbara grabbed her remote control and turned off her TV. Nothing but bad news on, anyway.
She was just sick of it. She was tired of hearing about how some thug got shot because he was stealing or walking around with a gun. She was tired of hearing pundits talk about how bad minorities had it.
No one cared how she ... | Angela finished sealing the party favors as she heard the rev of an engine. There was no doubt in her mind who it could be: Victoria, always the first to arrive. Never mind that the birthday party didn't start for another hour. Angela knew the hour would be spent discussing Victoria's big win in the courtroom. She had ... | |
[WP] You are a relationship advice columnist gone rogue. Every week, you are determined to give the worst possible advice but still disguise it so it looks totally legitimate. Write this week's column. | Dear Deidre,
My girlfriend spends most of our relationship documenting our relationship on social media. I feel lonely and am unsure whether I should confront her about her internet addiction. Help! –Jonny.
Dear Jonny,
When we see a beautiful sunset, when a momentous moment happens, or when we order one of those f... | "Hey Steven I know this one is off the wall a bit but the trouble I am having is with my son. We have been a bit rocky for the past few years but know he has dropped me completely. What do I do?"
Of all the places this man fool could think of to find advice, why in the world did he think I would be the choice. I spend... | |
[WP] You are a relationship advice columnist gone rogue. Every week, you are determined to give the worst possible advice but still disguise it so it looks totally legitimate. Write this week's column. | *Dear Jin, I fear my live in boyfriend doesn't love me as much as he did. Our lives have fallen into a routine. We seldom go out and we both slump on the couch and watch Netflix now. How can I spark his attention?
-Des*
Hi Des! Relationships between cohabiting couples sometimes do stagnate, but one thing stays consta... | "Hey Steven I know this one is off the wall a bit but the trouble I am having is with my son. We have been a bit rocky for the past few years but know he has dropped me completely. What do I do?"
Of all the places this man fool could think of to find advice, why in the world did he think I would be the choice. I spend... | |
[WP] You are a relationship advice columnist gone rogue. Every week, you are determined to give the worst possible advice but still disguise it so it looks totally legitimate. Write this week's column. | Dear Deidre,
My girlfriend spends most of our relationship documenting our relationship on social media. I feel lonely and am unsure whether I should confront her about her internet addiction. Help! –Jonny.
Dear Jonny,
When we see a beautiful sunset, when a momentous moment happens, or when we order one of those f... | The secret to a long marriage is really simple. People have been doing it for years. It's a way to ensure that both partners are happy and feel respected. What is this secret you ask? Relationships require a level of trust. The trust that each partner is going to lie. Nobody wants to hear how terrible something they m... | |
[WP] You are a relationship advice columnist gone rogue. Every week, you are determined to give the worst possible advice but still disguise it so it looks totally legitimate. Write this week's column. | *Dear Jin, I fear my live in boyfriend doesn't love me as much as he did. Our lives have fallen into a routine. We seldom go out and we both slump on the couch and watch Netflix now. How can I spark his attention?
-Des*
Hi Des! Relationships between cohabiting couples sometimes do stagnate, but one thing stays consta... | The secret to a long marriage is really simple. People have been doing it for years. It's a way to ensure that both partners are happy and feel respected. What is this secret you ask? Relationships require a level of trust. The trust that each partner is going to lie. Nobody wants to hear how terrible something they m... | |
[WP] You are a relationship advice columnist gone rogue. Every week, you are determined to give the worst possible advice but still disguise it so it looks totally legitimate. Write this week's column. | *Dear Jin, I fear my live in boyfriend doesn't love me as much as he did. Our lives have fallen into a routine. We seldom go out and we both slump on the couch and watch Netflix now. How can I spark his attention?
-Des*
Hi Des! Relationships between cohabiting couples sometimes do stagnate, but one thing stays consta... | Dear Deidre,
My girlfriend spends most of our relationship documenting our relationship on social media. I feel lonely and am unsure whether I should confront her about her internet addiction. Help! –Jonny.
Dear Jonny,
When we see a beautiful sunset, when a momentous moment happens, or when we order one of those f... | |
[WP] You are a relationship advice columnist gone rogue. Every week, you are determined to give the worst possible advice but still disguise it so it looks totally legitimate. Write this week's column. | *Dear Ms. Knows-It-All,*
*My future daughter-in-law is driving me crazy! Their wedding is coming up soon, and the girl is just hopeless at wedding planning. I’ve sent her page after page of suggestions, and I’m starting to worry that none of them are being taken. I’ve told her we’d be happy to pay for the petting z... | The video clip was the last straw. Really. No, really. Please, listen. I wouldn't do any of this if it wasn't for the video
clip.
But come on. A girl's got a limit, right? A girl can only take so much.
So, when Adam left me for Innara, I was okay. I mean, not okay *okay* -- I wanted to reach inside my chest, pull my... | |
[WP] You are a relationship advice columnist gone rogue. Every week, you are determined to give the worst possible advice but still disguise it so it looks totally legitimate. Write this week's column. | *Dear Diana, I think my boyfriend is cheating. What should I do?*
*-Broken Heart*
There's a few things you can do. First, since he broke your heart, break something of his, like his kneecaps or knuckles. How do you do this? Well, I always recommend hiring a private investigator to make sure your fears are true. You c... | The video clip was the last straw. Really. No, really. Please, listen. I wouldn't do any of this if it wasn't for the video
clip.
But come on. A girl's got a limit, right? A girl can only take so much.
So, when Adam left me for Innara, I was okay. I mean, not okay *okay* -- I wanted to reach inside my chest, pull my... | |
[WP] The day you have long feared has arrived. The Cows have come home. | The mighty army stood in front of me. A collection of ships, from all the lost countries in Europe, as well as the army of Iceland itself. Some were as petty as fishing ships with a howitzer mounted on top. Others, remnants from WWII outfitted to set sail yet again.
I didn't stand a chance with my company's... well, p... | Gordon Kane looked out over his sprawling farmland and sighed. The sun was rising, and it was already beginning to get humid. Still, life was life, and Gordon was happy. The crops had enjoyed the warmer weather, although he hadn't.
Gordon wiped the first bead of sweat from his forehead and and opened the porch door. H... | |
[WP] The day you have long feared has arrived. The Cows have come home. | The mighty army stood in front of me. A collection of ships, from all the lost countries in Europe, as well as the army of Iceland itself. Some were as petty as fishing ships with a howitzer mounted on top. Others, remnants from WWII outfitted to set sail yet again.
I didn't stand a chance with my company's... well, p... | "Get in! Before the cows come home!" My mother yelled to me, as I ran home after finishing collecting the chicken eggs.
I never got the saying, why would I be afraid of cows? But I always dismissed it as a joke, no matter how serious my Mom's face was.
But today was different. We boarded ourselves in our basement, l... | |
[WP] A man with blood shot eyes and a horrified look on his face stumbles up to you in the middle of the street. He looks positively terrified as he places a cell phone in your hand, whispers 'I'm so sorry', and walks away; you're standing there in bewildered shock when the phone begins to ring. | The wind whips through the desert air as the phone continues to ring. As I reach to answer, a sorrowful whistle echoes around the shoddy buildings and cracked asphalt. The phone clatters on the pavement as I scan my surroundings for the source. Fifteen seconds pass. The tune fades into the night, and yet the ringing pe... | A car drove by, illuminating the rest of the street—the guy, nowhere to be found. The ringing started to eat away at me, compelling my attention. "Hello?"
"What the hell Tom?! Where's the package?!" Behind me, another car drove by, it's engine registering against the piece. "And where the fuck are ya?!"
"Sorry, some... | |
[WP] A man with blood shot eyes and a horrified look on his face stumbles up to you in the middle of the street. He looks positively terrified as he places a cell phone in your hand, whispers 'I'm so sorry', and walks away; you're standing there in bewildered shock when the phone begins to ring. | Bob chased the Stranger into the alley, but when he got there, the Stranger was gone. Sure, the Stranger was a short distance away from him, but the alley was long. There was simply no way the Stranger could have vanished that quickly. Bob glanced around, a ringing phone in his hand, confused, lost, and now, scared.
W... | A car drove by, illuminating the rest of the street—the guy, nowhere to be found. The ringing started to eat away at me, compelling my attention. "Hello?"
"What the hell Tom?! Where's the package?!" Behind me, another car drove by, it's engine registering against the piece. "And where the fuck are ya?!"
"Sorry, some... | |
[WP] A man with blood shot eyes and a horrified look on his face stumbles up to you in the middle of the street. He looks positively terrified as he places a cell phone in your hand, whispers 'I'm so sorry', and walks away; you're standing there in bewildered shock when the phone begins to ring. | "Uh...what's this then?" Jaime held the old Motorola out away from his body. The man flinched.
"I'm so sorry," he whispered as he backed away.
"That's not an answer actually," said Jaime, stepping forward after the man. "Why'd you give me this janky old phone? Don't need it, don't want it. Phone's are filthy, you kno... | "Well, aren't you going to answer that?" My wife exited the store she was shopping inside of and saw the phone ringing in my hand. "Wait... that's not your normal phone. Since when did you have that?"
"Some guy on the street gave it to me." I looked down at the flip phone inside of my hand and frowned. "He stumbled up... | |
[WP] You are a child's teddy bear. Every night the child takes you to bed to protect it from monsters. What the child doesn't know is that you actually fight monsters every night to keep the child safe. Write about one of your fights. | Alyssa’s mother bent down to give her daughter a kiss on the forehead.
“Goodnight, sweetie,” she said, before planting an abnormally loud and messy kiss on her daughter’s forehead.
“Ewww! Moooommmm!” Allysa squealed. She tried hard to look disgusted, but her eyes glowed shone with laughter and her lips betrayed ... | It's a good thing I don't feel pain. Otherwise, the huge rip in my arm would be a drag. Donny's mom considered hiring psychiatrist because she suspects her son is a psychopath-in-the-making who tortures his teddy bear, but patches me up all the same. Donny's dad thinks Donny is covering for the dog, and that was good e... | |
[WP] You are a child's teddy bear. Every night the child takes you to bed to protect it from monsters. What the child doesn't know is that you actually fight monsters every night to keep the child safe. Write about one of your fights. | There are many monsters that my kid has to face.
Everything his mind thinks he feels in his dreams, my job is to make sure they stay there.
Some days I really wish he'd stop watching horror movies, there have been countless nights where I have been tossed around like a sand bag trying to face whatever the fuck a cl... | It's a good thing I don't feel pain. Otherwise, the huge rip in my arm would be a drag. Donny's mom considered hiring psychiatrist because she suspects her son is a psychopath-in-the-making who tortures his teddy bear, but patches me up all the same. Donny's dad thinks Donny is covering for the dog, and that was good e... | |
[WP] You are a child's teddy bear. Every night the child takes you to bed to protect it from monsters. What the child doesn't know is that you actually fight monsters every night to keep the child safe. Write about one of your fights. | Alyssa’s mother bent down to give her daughter a kiss on the forehead.
“Goodnight, sweetie,” she said, before planting an abnormally loud and messy kiss on her daughter’s forehead.
“Ewww! Moooommmm!” Allysa squealed. She tried hard to look disgusted, but her eyes glowed shone with laughter and her lips betrayed ... | This job isn't what it used to be.
"Tommy", one of dad's old hand-me-down plushs, tells the story of how children were still raised on horrifying fairy tales. A whole other set of monsters, but also a whole other set of tools. They actually used to tell kids about Hensel and Gretel, who, at age 8 and 10, shoved... | |
[WP] You are a child's teddy bear. Every night the child takes you to bed to protect it from monsters. What the child doesn't know is that you actually fight monsters every night to keep the child safe. Write about one of your fights. | There are many monsters that my kid has to face.
Everything his mind thinks he feels in his dreams, my job is to make sure they stay there.
Some days I really wish he'd stop watching horror movies, there have been countless nights where I have been tossed around like a sand bag trying to face whatever the fuck a cl... | This job isn't what it used to be.
"Tommy", one of dad's old hand-me-down plushs, tells the story of how children were still raised on horrifying fairy tales. A whole other set of monsters, but also a whole other set of tools. They actually used to tell kids about Hensel and Gretel, who, at age 8 and 10, shoved... | |
[WP] You are a child's teddy bear. Every night the child takes you to bed to protect it from monsters. What the child doesn't know is that you actually fight monsters every night to keep the child safe. Write about one of your fights. | Alyssa’s mother bent down to give her daughter a kiss on the forehead.
“Goodnight, sweetie,” she said, before planting an abnormally loud and messy kiss on her daughter’s forehead.
“Ewww! Moooommmm!” Allysa squealed. She tried hard to look disgusted, but her eyes glowed shone with laughter and her lips betrayed ... | [ This is my first post, I've not done any creative writing in about 12 years, please give me feedback]
**I Am Your Protector**
I am your protector.
I am the one who stands guard.
I watch those threats that torment.
I am your protector.
[New Verse]
Protect you I do.
The monsters do swell.
The seas underneat... | |
[WP] You are a child's teddy bear. Every night the child takes you to bed to protect it from monsters. What the child doesn't know is that you actually fight monsters every night to keep the child safe. Write about one of your fights. | There are many monsters that my kid has to face.
Everything his mind thinks he feels in his dreams, my job is to make sure they stay there.
Some days I really wish he'd stop watching horror movies, there have been countless nights where I have been tossed around like a sand bag trying to face whatever the fuck a cl... | [ This is my first post, I've not done any creative writing in about 12 years, please give me feedback]
**I Am Your Protector**
I am your protector.
I am the one who stands guard.
I watch those threats that torment.
I am your protector.
[New Verse]
Protect you I do.
The monsters do swell.
The seas underneat... | |
[WP] You are a child's teddy bear. Every night the child takes you to bed to protect it from monsters. What the child doesn't know is that you actually fight monsters every night to keep the child safe. Write about one of your fights. | There are many monsters that my kid has to face.
Everything his mind thinks he feels in his dreams, my job is to make sure they stay there.
Some days I really wish he'd stop watching horror movies, there have been countless nights where I have been tossed around like a sand bag trying to face whatever the fuck a cl... | Momma tucked us both in again. I watched as she kissed us goodnight an turned out the light before leaving the door cracked open. A golden bar of light from the hallway landed at an odd angle on the floor: it seemed to bend in the opposite direction that the door was open. The child I guarded squeezed me tightly, and w... | |
[WP] You are a child's teddy bear. Every night the child takes you to bed to protect it from monsters. What the child doesn't know is that you actually fight monsters every night to keep the child safe. Write about one of your fights. | June has taken me to bed with her every night for almost seven years. And every night, without fail, the Raggedy Man has come.
It started before me. When she was a baby, Mr. Binky had the job. A brave, noble Blanket with the paws and head of a mighty elephant, Mr. Binky stood his post faithfully, night after night,... | Momma tucked us both in again. I watched as she kissed us goodnight an turned out the light before leaving the door cracked open. A golden bar of light from the hallway landed at an odd angle on the floor: it seemed to bend in the opposite direction that the door was open. The child I guarded squeezed me tightly, and w... | |
[WP] You are a child's teddy bear. Every night the child takes you to bed to protect it from monsters. What the child doesn't know is that you actually fight monsters every night to keep the child safe. Write about one of your fights. | There are many monsters that my kid has to face.
Everything his mind thinks he feels in his dreams, my job is to make sure they stay there.
Some days I really wish he'd stop watching horror movies, there have been countless nights where I have been tossed around like a sand bag trying to face whatever the fuck a cl... | I sigh staring down at the floor.
"One night," I say as I rest my fluffy head in my fluffy paws, "... one FUCKING night I had to fight against the 14 eyed cat monster that Billy dreamed up." I take out a Pall Mall cigarette and light it. "... that fucking creature was horrifying. It nearly tore me limb from limb, bu... | |
[WP] You are a child's teddy bear. Every night the child takes you to bed to protect it from monsters. What the child doesn't know is that you actually fight monsters every night to keep the child safe. Write about one of your fights. | June has taken me to bed with her every night for almost seven years. And every night, without fail, the Raggedy Man has come.
It started before me. When she was a baby, Mr. Binky had the job. A brave, noble Blanket with the paws and head of a mighty elephant, Mr. Binky stood his post faithfully, night after night,... | I sigh staring down at the floor.
"One night," I say as I rest my fluffy head in my fluffy paws, "... one FUCKING night I had to fight against the 14 eyed cat monster that Billy dreamed up." I take out a Pall Mall cigarette and light it. "... that fucking creature was horrifying. It nearly tore me limb from limb, bu... | |
[WP] You are a child's teddy bear. Every night the child takes you to bed to protect it from monsters. What the child doesn't know is that you actually fight monsters every night to keep the child safe. Write about one of your fights. | There are many monsters that my kid has to face.
Everything his mind thinks he feels in his dreams, my job is to make sure they stay there.
Some days I really wish he'd stop watching horror movies, there have been countless nights where I have been tossed around like a sand bag trying to face whatever the fuck a cl... | Little Pete was fast asleep when his bedside clock ticked towards one in the morning. I remained on high alert, though. Sleeping was for when the day was bright, not when the darkness had crept through and taken over the land.
I'm Little Pete's teddy bear. I may be adorable with an eye almost falling out, but I was fa... | |
[WP] You are a child's teddy bear. Every night the child takes you to bed to protect it from monsters. What the child doesn't know is that you actually fight monsters every night to keep the child safe. Write about one of your fights. | June has taken me to bed with her every night for almost seven years. And every night, without fail, the Raggedy Man has come.
It started before me. When she was a baby, Mr. Binky had the job. A brave, noble Blanket with the paws and head of a mighty elephant, Mr. Binky stood his post faithfully, night after night,... | Little Pete was fast asleep when his bedside clock ticked towards one in the morning. I remained on high alert, though. Sleeping was for when the day was bright, not when the darkness had crept through and taken over the land.
I'm Little Pete's teddy bear. I may be adorable with an eye almost falling out, but I was fa... | |
[WP]"Oh bother" grumbled Pooh, as he loaded another cartridge into the gun. | "Oh bother" grumbled Pooh, as he loaded another cartridge into the gun.
Things just hadn't been the same in the Hundred Acre Woods after Owl had started studying the old book that Rabbit had dug up in his new garden bed.
Piglet huddled behind Pooh, "Is, is, is, he going to get us, Pooh?"
"My dear Piglet," said Pooh... | He could still hear Christopher Robin's voice in his head urging him to "Kill...kill them all!" But Tigger loved to bounce, and Pooh was sure his first shot had only grazed him. It was clear that Tigger would *not* be as easy as Piglet and Eeyore had been. | |
[WP]"Oh bother" grumbled Pooh, as he loaded another cartridge into the gun. | "Oh bother" grumbled Pooh, as he loaded another cartridge into the clip. "You've been a very naughty boy Christopher Robin."
Christopher Robbin sat with his hands tied to his feet, blood running down his skinned knees, gagged by a dirty paisley do-rag that Pooh had pulled from his collection of honey jars.
"A very na... | He could still hear Christopher Robin's voice in his head urging him to "Kill...kill them all!" But Tigger loved to bounce, and Pooh was sure his first shot had only grazed him. It was clear that Tigger would *not* be as easy as Piglet and Eeyore had been. | |
[WP] You discover that the computer you've been watching all your porn on has been a transformer all along, and he's not happy. | "New day, new fetish", you mumble as you navigate through reddit to get to /r/clopclop.
As the website loads, your feel your member bulging, pushing your pants up, excited by your expectations.
The screen flashes and suddenly, there are hundreds of pictures of cartoon ponies, winking at you; bodily fluids dripping o... | -> start \SYSusers\markus>
//shit,not this again.
C:\SYSusers\markus> Enter password:
*icelanddenmark2293
//just use the damn computer for school work
C:\SYSusers\markus> run chrome.exe
C:\SYSusers\markus>mute
//mark you ass, stop it.
C:\SYSusers\markus> ping pornhub.com
31.192.120.36
Reply from... | |
Edit: Holy shit top prompt! Look at me now mom! | [WP] Cthulhu, as an elderich being, sees humans as humans see insects; which is to say, harmless but inexplicably terrifying. | "Now now, dear," bellowed the many-tentacled, many-eyed horror to his hysterical Missus. "Let me help you off the chair, please?"
"Not until you get rid of it!" she, also a many-tentacled horror, but smaller and with 100 blue eyes, roared with a voice like breaking glass.
Mr. Cthulhu grabbed a piece of junk mail, and... | The was a sudden spasm in Cthulhu, which is as best as one could describe the reaction, as any analogy between the physiology of that of an Elderich and human would be wholly insufficient. He found himself suddenly face *ehrm, sensory field to face with one of these distasteful and yet, harmless homo sapiens. Admittedl... |
Edit: Holy shit top prompt! Look at me now mom! | [WP] Cthulhu, as an elderich being, sees humans as humans see insects; which is to say, harmless but inexplicably terrifying. | They. Were. **Everywhere**.
OH ITSELF.
Revulsion cascaded like lightning through the elder god's gargantuan nerves, its many disbelieving eyes squinting tight, its countless tentacles writhing away from its skyscraper sized scythelike fangs in a disgusted sneer. The ancient one peered down through the atmosphere of... | The was a sudden spasm in Cthulhu, which is as best as one could describe the reaction, as any analogy between the physiology of that of an Elderich and human would be wholly insufficient. He found himself suddenly face *ehrm, sensory field to face with one of these distasteful and yet, harmless homo sapiens. Admittedl... |
Edit: Holy shit top prompt! Look at me now mom! | [WP] Cthulhu, as an elderich being, sees humans as humans see insects; which is to say, harmless but inexplicably terrifying. | Cthulhu, Master of the Unimaginable, Conqueror of the Dark, Harbinger of Nightmares, in total control of everything--within a single solar system. Such is life at Milky Way high.
"What a nice eon for a walk around my system," Cthulhu says to himself, carrying some cosmic textbooks.
He begins to inspect Mars, his fav... | The was a sudden spasm in Cthulhu, which is as best as one could describe the reaction, as any analogy between the physiology of that of an Elderich and human would be wholly insufficient. He found himself suddenly face *ehrm, sensory field to face with one of these distasteful and yet, harmless homo sapiens. Admittedl... |
Edit: Holy shit top prompt! Look at me now mom! | [WP] Cthulhu, as an elderich being, sees humans as humans see insects; which is to say, harmless but inexplicably terrifying. | The stars shifted, and the fabric of space tugged and twisted subtly. The sleeper awoke.
Deep beneath the ocean he stirred, stretching limbs and tentacles and nameless things that had lain unmoving for ages. He climbed upward. The water tasted slightly off, a hint of long dead oily ooze. Faint noises buzzed in the... | The was a sudden spasm in Cthulhu, which is as best as one could describe the reaction, as any analogy between the physiology of that of an Elderich and human would be wholly insufficient. He found himself suddenly face *ehrm, sensory field to face with one of these distasteful and yet, harmless homo sapiens. Admittedl... |
Edit: Holy shit top prompt! Look at me now mom! | [WP] Cthulhu, as an elderich being, sees humans as humans see insects; which is to say, harmless but inexplicably terrifying. | "Now now, dear," bellowed the many-tentacled, many-eyed horror to his hysterical Missus. "Let me help you off the chair, please?"
"Not until you get rid of it!" she, also a many-tentacled horror, but smaller and with 100 blue eyes, roared with a voice like breaking glass.
Mr. Cthulhu grabbed a piece of junk mail, and... | Multiplying and modifying. Growing and learning. Changing their environment. Like ants, but with more power.
Do not harm them without letting them get away, for they communicate and adapt. They will develop immunity if they survive. Like a hive-mind, their knowledge will diffuse. Their weak are protected by their stro... |
Edit: Holy shit top prompt! Look at me now mom! | [WP] Cthulhu, as an elderich being, sees humans as humans see insects; which is to say, harmless but inexplicably terrifying. | "Now now, dear," bellowed the many-tentacled, many-eyed horror to his hysterical Missus. "Let me help you off the chair, please?"
"Not until you get rid of it!" she, also a many-tentacled horror, but smaller and with 100 blue eyes, roared with a voice like breaking glass.
Mr. Cthulhu grabbed a piece of junk mail, and... | I look down and think, "It's so weird! How do they even communicate? Do they feel on any level worth considering to even be alive in the first place? I mean look at this giant blackness! They're confined in this tiny spot their whole existence." |
Edit: Holy shit top prompt! Look at me now mom! | [WP] Cthulhu, as an elderich being, sees humans as humans see insects; which is to say, harmless but inexplicably terrifying. | Cthulhu, Master of the Unimaginable, Conqueror of the Dark, Harbinger of Nightmares, in total control of everything--within a single solar system. Such is life at Milky Way high.
"What a nice eon for a walk around my system," Cthulhu says to himself, carrying some cosmic textbooks.
He begins to inspect Mars, his fav... | They. Were. **Everywhere**.
OH ITSELF.
Revulsion cascaded like lightning through the elder god's gargantuan nerves, its many disbelieving eyes squinting tight, its countless tentacles writhing away from its skyscraper sized scythelike fangs in a disgusted sneer. The ancient one peered down through the atmosphere of... |
Edit: Holy shit top prompt! Look at me now mom! | [WP] Cthulhu, as an elderich being, sees humans as humans see insects; which is to say, harmless but inexplicably terrifying. | Cthulhu, Master of the Unimaginable, Conqueror of the Dark, Harbinger of Nightmares, in total control of everything--within a single solar system. Such is life at Milky Way high.
"What a nice eon for a walk around my system," Cthulhu says to himself, carrying some cosmic textbooks.
He begins to inspect Mars, his fav... | There are two great fears in the universe that transcend even the laws of physics. The first is that of the fear of the great and terrible God-beast known as Cthulhu. The greatest of the star-faring races to the most basic of worms all contain within them a primal fear, so great and terrible that it manages to survive... |
Edit: Holy shit top prompt! Look at me now mom! | [WP] Cthulhu, as an elderich being, sees humans as humans see insects; which is to say, harmless but inexplicably terrifying. | The stars shifted, and the fabric of space tugged and twisted subtly. The sleeper awoke.
Deep beneath the ocean he stirred, stretching limbs and tentacles and nameless things that had lain unmoving for ages. He climbed upward. The water tasted slightly off, a hint of long dead oily ooze. Faint noises buzzed in the... | There are two great fears in the universe that transcend even the laws of physics. The first is that of the fear of the great and terrible God-beast known as Cthulhu. The greatest of the star-faring races to the most basic of worms all contain within them a primal fear, so great and terrible that it manages to survive... |
Edit: Holy shit top prompt! Look at me now mom! | [WP] Cthulhu, as an elderich being, sees humans as humans see insects; which is to say, harmless but inexplicably terrifying. | The stars shifted, and the fabric of space tugged and twisted subtly. The sleeper awoke.
Deep beneath the ocean he stirred, stretching limbs and tentacles and nameless things that had lain unmoving for ages. He climbed upward. The water tasted slightly off, a hint of long dead oily ooze. Faint noises buzzed in the... | Madness, once rooted, is impossible to displace.
It twists the land and its denizens. The line between reality and the unnatural blurs as the horror makes its home. It hides in plain sight, a cancerous growth that is ignored by the rest.
Perhaps it is due to their obvious weakness. To kill one of the mad is of no eff... |
Edit: Holy shit top prompt! Look at me now mom! | [WP] Cthulhu, as an elderich being, sees humans as humans see insects; which is to say, harmless but inexplicably terrifying. | One of the most interesting things, is the ability of the great old ones to know, instinctively, the ways of their spheres of control.
Cthulhu felt, in his dreams, the twisted cords and grand plans and visions of the lower beings; schemes, greatest hopes, and darkest horrors. And, every once in a while -- for reasons ... | "Nooooope. Nope nope nope nope. Nooooope. No chance. Not now, not as long *they* are still up there."
"But my lord... "
"Don't *my lord* me you insignificant, vile piece of great Azatoth's mad ravings!"
Great Cthulhu looked down on the shoggoth, disdain clear on his nightmarish visage.
The creature cowered under ... |
Edit: Holy shit top prompt! Look at me now mom! | [WP] Cthulhu, as an elderich being, sees humans as humans see insects; which is to say, harmless but inexplicably terrifying. | One of the most interesting things, is the ability of the great old ones to know, instinctively, the ways of their spheres of control.
Cthulhu felt, in his dreams, the twisted cords and grand plans and visions of the lower beings; schemes, greatest hopes, and darkest horrors. And, every once in a while -- for reasons ... | "AZATHOTH," squealed Cthulhu, its voice a cacophony of unimaginable horror, "GET IN HERE NOW!"
Blind gibbering dweller in space, Azathoth pretended he didn't hear Cthulhu and flicked on the telly. The pipers were on again. He loved the pipers.
Suddenly appearing from a strange fold in space, Cthulhu appeared, bathrob... |
Edit: Holy shit top prompt! Look at me now mom! | [WP] Cthulhu, as an elderich being, sees humans as humans see insects; which is to say, harmless but inexplicably terrifying. | Cthulhu sat there, looking at his project, wondering if, just maybe, he really was a failure. An average student, not too special, middle class upbringing, and somewhat smart. But, his goals were rather... strange. Everyone in his society eats souls, it's what makes them live for as long as they do, which can be quite ... | While deep in his slumber, he suddenly heard a schrieking sound.
"HAROLD, get over here right away!"
"Wanda what is? I'm not supposed to be awake for atleast a thousand more years. Oh my god, what is that doing in our house?"
"I don't know Harold, it suddenly came through a crack in the wall"
Both looked down at ... |
Edit: Holy shit top prompt! Look at me now mom! | [WP] Cthulhu, as an elderich being, sees humans as humans see insects; which is to say, harmless but inexplicably terrifying. | Cthulhu slowly stood, parting the water and pushing vast waves over the surface. His torso rose into the sky, he blinked and scratched at himself.
Ugh. Hate waking up.
Thoughts had murmured in his head over the millennia, the weird beings who now apparently populated the surface in vast numbers weren't very tight i... | While deep in his slumber, he suddenly heard a schrieking sound.
"HAROLD, get over here right away!"
"Wanda what is? I'm not supposed to be awake for atleast a thousand more years. Oh my god, what is that doing in our house?"
"I don't know Harold, it suddenly came through a crack in the wall"
Both looked down at ... |
Edit: Holy shit top prompt! Look at me now mom! | [WP] Cthulhu, as an elderich being, sees humans as humans see insects; which is to say, harmless but inexplicably terrifying. | In his house at R'lyeh, dead Cthulhu waits dreaming... Horrible dreams, of things that make the eldritch being shudder.
Humans, the nopes of the land above. Cthulu awoke in a cold sweat, how could he ever get a good eon's rest knowing those things surround him. His brother's cousin's best friend's uncle Joshua failed ... | "Oh shit I stepped on another nest of them."
"Oh dear, shall I a dispose of before or after they've let off the nukes?"
"Nah, let 'em feel like they've achieved something first. It's funnier that way."
"Very well Master, your caring shows no bounds."
This was the conversation Cthulhu had with his worshipper when he... |
[WP] You're a single rain drop falling from the clouds above. From the moment you form to the moment you hit the ground, describe that brief moment of existence in a poetic way. | On a warm and sunny day,
there comes a rain cloud dark and gray.
From a speck of dust I form,
and moisture from the air so warm.
Ever larger my dimensions grow,
til there’s no place left to go.
From a very dizzying height,
this water droplet takes its flight.
As the sun shines through my form,
I feel my essence st... | Scattered initially, I begin to take shape as millions of nigh invisible pieces of me scramble to assembly. Slowly, constantly. From the lowest creeks to the highest mountain top I draw form, building a perfect body in concert with like entities.
Together we grow heavier, observing a distant world rolling on below. O... | |
[WP] You're a single rain drop falling from the clouds above. From the moment you form to the moment you hit the ground, describe that brief moment of existence in a poetic way. | The earth was in one of its moods today.
I wafted over tall skyscrapers (a hilariously grandiose name), large patchworks of farmland, huge tracts of identical houses. I frowned at some of the coils of smog that oozed out of the corners of the land, nearly sneezing at the noxious vapors as they floated up towards me. ... | Scattered initially, I begin to take shape as millions of nigh invisible pieces of me scramble to assembly. Slowly, constantly. From the lowest creeks to the highest mountain top I draw form, building a perfect body in concert with like entities.
Together we grow heavier, observing a distant world rolling on below. O... | |
[WP] You're a single rain drop falling from the clouds above. From the moment you form to the moment you hit the ground, describe that brief moment of existence in a poetic way. | We have gathered. We are greater. I am greater.
The voices of my brothers and sisters cease. I am alone now. Yet I am many, as they surround me. I can feel my mother drift away, or is it I who drifts?
So many. So quiet. But a monstrous voice cackles, and cracks through the dark on a mere whim. Silence returns, and ag... | Scattered initially, I begin to take shape as millions of nigh invisible pieces of me scramble to assembly. Slowly, constantly. From the lowest creeks to the highest mountain top I draw form, building a perfect body in concert with like entities.
Together we grow heavier, observing a distant world rolling on below. O... | |
[WP] Magic is viewed as a curse. It's unpredictable, hard to control, and dangerous. Those few who find a way to wield it risk losing themselves in the process. | *It's going to burst.*
The star pulsated and throbbed in pure mayhem, its corona emanating eldritch hues that seemed to crackle along its surface. Mira beheld the red giant and wept, her spacesuit helmet's climate adjustment mechanism instantly evaporating the tears as they crept on her skin. *There's got to be anothe... | The cottage was iced over. For hundreds of feet in every direction, snow fell and blanketed the ground, a grey cloud standing silent watch overhead. Beyond it, the sun shone, the birds sung, and a warm summer breeze blew. Lord Inquisitor Bevain resisted looking behind him as he entered the isolated pocket of winter.... | |
[WP] Magic is viewed as a curse. It's unpredictable, hard to control, and dangerous. Those few who find a way to wield it risk losing themselves in the process. | The rain poured down in a flood, as Kris stumbled through the almost liquid dirt. A burning pain reverberated through his lungs with each breath, threatening to send him into another coughing fit at any moment.
*Exiled, scorned, feared. Why? Why me?*
After all these years, he still remembered their hateful glances, t... | In the ancient lands of Euphoma, magic surges like a wildfire. Many wizards and scholars have tried to understand this magnificent power only to fall dead in their tracks or fleeing from it because of the known fact that this magic is dangerously uncontrollable. Those who do harness it only find that it is a curse more... | |
[WP] You're an assassin with a tiered pricing list. Your highest price was a joke method, but now someone has paid for it. | "You understand I priced it that way for a reason, correct? It isn't something I'm keen to do."
The little man smiled and nodded. "But you will, though? Because I have the money. All of it. And you can have it today, but only if..."
I considered the satchel of stacked dollar bills he'd laid out on the table between ... | It started out innocently enough. Maybe it was a bad idea. I'd heard about the so-called "deep" or "dark" web for years. Mostly child porn and drugs, so I'd heard. What can I say, boredom gives way to action. Familiarity breeds contempt. I downloaded a popular client and began looking around. "The Raven's Perch" was th... | |
[WP] Welcome to Vault 54! A vault located in the beautiful Hollywood U.S.A. Its residents are award winning actors. The experiment? Each resident is assigned a character role for 5 year periods. If they break character they die. The vault's ultimate purpose is to study the concept of identity. | Welcome to ROBCO Industries (TM) Termlink
Welcome Back (USER)
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Which file would you like to access today?
(Deputy Darren) -- (DELETED) (ADMIN)
(Dr. Almond Finn) -- (DELETED) (ADMIN)
(Janitor Dave Dillinger) -- (DEETED) (ADMIN)
(Greaser Tugg Hines) -- (ACTIVE)
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Tugg Hines' Personal Logs
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Entry ... | # Characters
**Brad Pitt:** Age 52, Character Role of Janitor
**Robert Duvall:** Age 85, Character Role of Overseer
**Salma Hayek:** Age 50, Character Role of Chief of Security
**Anne Hathaway:** Age 33, Character Role of Head Scientist
**Matt Damon:** Age 45, Character Role of Trader
... | |
[WP] Welcome to Vault 54! A vault located in the beautiful Hollywood U.S.A. Its residents are award winning actors. The experiment? Each resident is assigned a character role for 5 year periods. If they break character they die. The vault's ultimate purpose is to study the concept of identity. | Oh, now this one was interesting.
Throw a bunch of actors in a vault and tell them act or die. Classic, right?
Military wanted to understand the limits of deep cover agents and the ability to constantly suppress your own personality. I tell ya: that ain't easy, no sirree.
The first 12 months weren't too bad. The com... | **Welcome to ROBCO Industries (TM) Termlink**
**Vault 54 Overseer Lee's Terminal**
**[2080.01.01.06:00] To: Nolan, Smith**
I know it hasn't been five years yet, but I want to do the reassignment this year. I'd prefer that the last two digits of the year follow the multiple of five every time we do the reassignment, ... | |
[WP] Welcome to Vault 54! A vault located in the beautiful Hollywood U.S.A. Its residents are award winning actors. The experiment? Each resident is assigned a character role for 5 year periods. If they break character they die. The vault's ultimate purpose is to study the concept of identity. | Oh, now this one was interesting.
Throw a bunch of actors in a vault and tell them act or die. Classic, right?
Military wanted to understand the limits of deep cover agents and the ability to constantly suppress your own personality. I tell ya: that ain't easy, no sirree.
The first 12 months weren't too bad. The com... | We are not who we think we are. After the first few nights there was scratching on the wall -- nobody except the person who did it knows who it was, but someone etched the word "JAMES" into the stone wall that is our barrier between this room and the outside world. Not one of our characters is named James. I think he j... | |
[WP] No sob stories of trauma, no misunderstood good guys, no good intentions, give me the evillest villain you can. | I am not the scion of all evil, the father of lies, or any of that junk. It's a boring job built for suckers.
Evil isn't what you think.
If goodness is the pure water flowing endlessly from heaven, and you are the salt of the earth, evil is fire under the pain that keeps you from being washed away.
You think you kno... | Samantha scooted her scooter along the alleyway. Her new razor scooter was shiny silver with purple handles, her new favorite toy. She had gotten it two days previously on her fourth birthday.
Dean saw the girl in his rear view as he backed down the alleyway to deliver food to the Asian Cuisine. She played back the... | |
[WP] No sob stories of trauma, no misunderstood good guys, no good intentions, give me the evillest villain you can. | I am not the scion of all evil, the father of lies, or any of that junk. It's a boring job built for suckers.
Evil isn't what you think.
If goodness is the pure water flowing endlessly from heaven, and you are the salt of the earth, evil is fire under the pain that keeps you from being washed away.
You think you kno... | "LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!" Whimpering and sobs roared from her room; her door locked, her parents standing outside with tears in their eyes. Their princess was no more, she had been stolen, and ripped apart until she was nothing more then a harrowing resemblance of her former self. Blood ran down from her knuckles, and... | |
[WP] No sob stories of trauma, no misunderstood good guys, no good intentions, give me the evillest villain you can. | I am not the scion of all evil, the father of lies, or any of that junk. It's a boring job built for suckers.
Evil isn't what you think.
If goodness is the pure water flowing endlessly from heaven, and you are the salt of the earth, evil is fire under the pain that keeps you from being washed away.
You think you kno... | There were only 10 minutes until the hearing when Addie Kline was overcome with a sudden craving for a Dunkin Donuts breakfast sandwich. She smiled wetly at her reflection in the rippled surface of the elevator doors that gave her enormous middle section the effect of being squeezed by a corset. A man beside her shuffl... | |
[WP] No sob stories of trauma, no misunderstood good guys, no good intentions, give me the evillest villain you can. | I am not the scion of all evil, the father of lies, or any of that junk. It's a boring job built for suckers.
Evil isn't what you think.
If goodness is the pure water flowing endlessly from heaven, and you are the salt of the earth, evil is fire under the pain that keeps you from being washed away.
You think you kno... | "Oh look! The hero's here! Don't worry, she's gonna save you." The woman looked at the man with horror. Blood covered his hands to the point you could mistake it for gloves. He gently pushed his hair back into style; his clean cut had fallen out of place. He stood up and whispered to the child while genty nudging him i... | |
[WP] No sob stories of trauma, no misunderstood good guys, no good intentions, give me the evillest villain you can. | I am not the scion of all evil, the father of lies, or any of that junk. It's a boring job built for suckers.
Evil isn't what you think.
If goodness is the pure water flowing endlessly from heaven, and you are the salt of the earth, evil is fire under the pain that keeps you from being washed away.
You think you kno... | Donald was a psychopath.
Donald needed to stop thinking of himself in the third person.
I. I am a sociopath. Never officially diagnosed, were we? No. Too clever for that. But the signs were there.
A lack of empathy. I felt as little for a bug getting crushed as I did for little Timmy Develt getting hit by that car w... | |
[WP] No sob stories of trauma, no misunderstood good guys, no good intentions, give me the evillest villain you can. | I am not the scion of all evil, the father of lies, or any of that junk. It's a boring job built for suckers.
Evil isn't what you think.
If goodness is the pure water flowing endlessly from heaven, and you are the salt of the earth, evil is fire under the pain that keeps you from being washed away.
You think you kno... | "Look, Veronica, I'm not sure I can do this any more."
"What do you mean?"
"I, I mean I'm breaking up with you, I can't do this anymore. I mean, I was fine with the whole nuclear war thing, it sort of made sense at the time but, now I'm really not sure. But now that we've won, do you have to keep firing on the suburb... | |
[WP] No sob stories of trauma, no misunderstood good guys, no good intentions, give me the evillest villain you can. | I am not the scion of all evil, the father of lies, or any of that junk. It's a boring job built for suckers.
Evil isn't what you think.
If goodness is the pure water flowing endlessly from heaven, and you are the salt of the earth, evil is fire under the pain that keeps you from being washed away.
You think you kno... | True horror is not just the bloodiest crime scene or the most senseless killing, it is the knowledge that you can't stop it from happening again. Terror is not seeing a scary Monster, it is seeing the one person in the world you love the most and realizing you were in love with the monster all along.
"Good morning Mis... | |
[WP] No sob stories of trauma, no misunderstood good guys, no good intentions, give me the evillest villain you can. | I am not the scion of all evil, the father of lies, or any of that junk. It's a boring job built for suckers.
Evil isn't what you think.
If goodness is the pure water flowing endlessly from heaven, and you are the salt of the earth, evil is fire under the pain that keeps you from being washed away.
You think you kno... | [Well this took ten times longer than I wanted it to. Whateves, fuck homework. Also just as a note, I'm American but the characters in this are British so if I got anything horribly wrong, I apologize.]
It had been an odd morning. The big Holy Days always were, Reverend Giles found. Whenever the church had to rely on ... | |
[WP] No sob stories of trauma, no misunderstood good guys, no good intentions, give me the evillest villain you can. | I am not the scion of all evil, the father of lies, or any of that junk. It's a boring job built for suckers.
Evil isn't what you think.
If goodness is the pure water flowing endlessly from heaven, and you are the salt of the earth, evil is fire under the pain that keeps you from being washed away.
You think you kno... | “Norman, please,” she pleaded. “This isn’t like you!”
I calmly packed my bags as the hysterical woman tried to reason with me. I looked at the pain in her eyes and they resonated with me. Her pain became my pain. Our love embedded itself at itself at its deepest root of my being; however, I needed to do this. I choked... | |
[WP] No sob stories of trauma, no misunderstood good guys, no good intentions, give me the evillest villain you can. | As anyone who knows these sorts of thing will tell you, it takes at least three years for a new identity to stick. And even then, it isn't advised that you draw anything more than the most passing sort of scrutiny.
Three years of pay stubs. Three years of verified housing. Three years of doctors appointments, car pay... | "Come again, sir?" The CEO of Grendl industries, the single most prolific company that brought the country of Hurnst out of its decrepit third world state into an economic power house, couldn't believe what he'd just heard from their sole owner: Tim Grendl.
"You heard right," the man said, "sell it all."
A million cr... | |
[WP] Psychics are ranked on a scale from S (strong) to D (weak). You are the laziest S-class psychic in the world. | Emma looked at her report card. Each teacher had commented the exact same thing. 'We know that Emma is an S-class psychic, and her results are overwhelming when she applies herself; however, such occasions are rare. Given that she has such high innate potential, her innate resistance to persuasion means she often does ... | In the greatest surge of hormones yet (probably brought about by the onset of puberty), you decided to travel the world. So you flew eastward, determined to circle the globe in record time.
Cities were decimated. When a mountain stood in your way, you made a tunnel through it even if the price to pay was a 2-hour acn... | |
[WP] Psychics are ranked on a scale from S (strong) to D (weak). You are the laziest S-class psychic in the world. | Part 1 (now with edits!)
There were days when Jym would have given anything to turn it off. He could turn it down, but that was about it. That’s why so many of them were alcoholics. Uppers only made it worse, but with uppers it was like turning the radio up so loud there was feedback. At any rate, Jym was sick of ... | In the greatest surge of hormones yet (probably brought about by the onset of puberty), you decided to travel the world. So you flew eastward, determined to circle the globe in record time.
Cities were decimated. When a mountain stood in your way, you made a tunnel through it even if the price to pay was a 2-hour acn... | |
[WP] Psychics are ranked on a scale from S (strong) to D (weak). You are the laziest S-class psychic in the world. | I had just set my bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios down on the coffee table when someone started knocking at my door.
"Ah fuck", I exclaimed to no one, and rummaged around for pants.
The knocking continued.
"IN A FUCKING SECOND, JEEZ", I found a pair sweatpants and slid them on, struggling past my bunny slippers, and hobb... | In the greatest surge of hormones yet (probably brought about by the onset of puberty), you decided to travel the world. So you flew eastward, determined to circle the globe in record time.
Cities were decimated. When a mountain stood in your way, you made a tunnel through it even if the price to pay was a 2-hour acn... | |
[WP] Psychics are ranked on a scale from S (strong) to D (weak). You are the laziest S-class psychic in the world. | "S Class" said the examiner, stamping my form and sliding it into a filing cabinet. "You know what that means, right?"
I shook my head, but the movement was a lie. I knew exactly what it meant, because I could see into the examiners mind as easily as the window to my right. "No sir."
A smile crept across his wrinkled... | In the greatest surge of hormones yet (probably brought about by the onset of puberty), you decided to travel the world. So you flew eastward, determined to circle the globe in record time.
Cities were decimated. When a mountain stood in your way, you made a tunnel through it even if the price to pay was a 2-hour acn... | |
[WP] Psychics are ranked on a scale from S (strong) to D (weak). You are the laziest S-class psychic in the world. | I had just set my bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios down on the coffee table when someone started knocking at my door.
"Ah fuck", I exclaimed to no one, and rummaged around for pants.
The knocking continued.
"IN A FUCKING SECOND, JEEZ", I found a pair sweatpants and slid them on, struggling past my bunny slippers, and hobb... | Part 1 (now with edits!)
There were days when Jym would have given anything to turn it off. He could turn it down, but that was about it. That’s why so many of them were alcoholics. Uppers only made it worse, but with uppers it was like turning the radio up so loud there was feedback. At any rate, Jym was sick of ... | |
[WP] Psychics are ranked on a scale from S (strong) to D (weak). You are the laziest S-class psychic in the world. | "S Class" said the examiner, stamping my form and sliding it into a filing cabinet. "You know what that means, right?"
I shook my head, but the movement was a lie. I knew exactly what it meant, because I could see into the examiners mind as easily as the window to my right. "No sir."
A smile crept across his wrinkled... | 1200 thread count sheets are absolutely glorious. I had never slept in one before I was hired by The Foundation, but after a 2 months or so of this luxurious softness I doubt I could sleep in anything else.
I rolled over and pulled the fluffy duvet around me. Though the summer had only just ended, the mornings had... | |
I mean, they are clearly meant for each other. Both are smart, pretty and skilled, with endearing quirks and a great sense of humor. They are even flirting at every oppotunity they get - but never anything serious. | [WP] Everyone, including the villain, are confused as to why the male and female protagonist aren't falling in love. | A heartbeat.
In the space of a moment, there's nothing quite so intoxicating as to feel its leap beneath your fingertips, the frenetic pace of terror or fierce joy or the fierce, determined staccato of desire.
Looking at him, I could feel all of those in the space of the moment, catalysed by the electric tingle of sk... | Perhaps madness was inevitable. Somewhere among this chaos, or maybe in an alternate reality, I'd like to think the both of us were possible. I guess that's why it's called dreaming.
The noise of the engine snaps me back to reality. You were busy starting the Kawasaki as I waited by your side. I remember watching you... |
I mean, they are clearly meant for each other. Both are smart, pretty and skilled, with endearing quirks and a great sense of humor. They are even flirting at every oppotunity they get - but never anything serious. | [WP] Everyone, including the villain, are confused as to why the male and female protagonist aren't falling in love. | "NO!" The demon lord Baarg screamed. The ground shook, and lava exploded from the ground from the sheer volume and shock.
"Hurry Arthur! While he's weak!" Lyana shouted, throwing him his greatsword Glarer while taking cover. She was at her limit, and she wouldn't be able to hold Baarg for long in her spell. Already, s... | Perhaps madness was inevitable. Somewhere among this chaos, or maybe in an alternate reality, I'd like to think the both of us were possible. I guess that's why it's called dreaming.
The noise of the engine snaps me back to reality. You were busy starting the Kawasaki as I waited by your side. I remember watching you... |
I mean, they are clearly meant for each other. Both are smart, pretty and skilled, with endearing quirks and a great sense of humor. They are even flirting at every oppotunity they get - but never anything serious. | [WP] Everyone, including the villain, are confused as to why the male and female protagonist aren't falling in love. | “Gravity Girl, why don’t you finish this guy off.”
“You would like me to finish him off, wouldn’t you, *Boson Boy*?” Gravity Girl gave a quick jerking motion with her hand, before flying over a defeated army of ents to get to Captain Coniferous. “God, what a shitty name” GG whispered under her breath.
“You know I hav... | Perhaps madness was inevitable. Somewhere among this chaos, or maybe in an alternate reality, I'd like to think the both of us were possible. I guess that's why it's called dreaming.
The noise of the engine snaps me back to reality. You were busy starting the Kawasaki as I waited by your side. I remember watching you... |
I mean, they are clearly meant for each other. Both are smart, pretty and skilled, with endearing quirks and a great sense of humor. They are even flirting at every oppotunity they get - but never anything serious. | [WP] Everyone, including the villain, are confused as to why the male and female protagonist aren't falling in love. | "NO!" The demon lord Baarg screamed. The ground shook, and lava exploded from the ground from the sheer volume and shock.
"Hurry Arthur! While he's weak!" Lyana shouted, throwing him his greatsword Glarer while taking cover. She was at her limit, and she wouldn't be able to hold Baarg for long in her spell. Already, s... | A heartbeat.
In the space of a moment, there's nothing quite so intoxicating as to feel its leap beneath your fingertips, the frenetic pace of terror or fierce joy or the fierce, determined staccato of desire.
Looking at him, I could feel all of those in the space of the moment, catalysed by the electric tingle of sk... |
[WP] Make up a convincing conspiracy theory | Make a convincing conspiracy? Ha! Like any of you skeptics would believe me anyway! Lizard men? New World Orders? Is that the crap you want to hear from me?
But the truth, oh yes, the TRUTH! Now that's what we want to know!
It's so obvious, it's so clear, it's so simple!
Extraterrestrial Life, Area 51, The Illuminati... | The band had the van fully packed and we were on our way. I couldn't say I was entirely looking forward to the trip. We were headed for a college town, which meant we were headed for a special breed of trouble. Mind you, it's not like you don't expect to run into trouble playing punk music in a pub. You're doing yo... | |
[WP] Make up a convincing conspiracy theory | Benghazi:
Obama wants a foreign policy coup, so he makes a deal with some Libyan rebels to fake an attack on the consulate in Benghazi. He assures them that there will be no resistance and that they will receive a shipment of armaments that is now on a ship in Benghazi harbor.
The rebels are to attack the consulate a... | This sure sounds like a set up....
I heard the government watches all social media, everything on the internet....so anyone who is posting, commenting, or following anything political, or conspiracy related, their name is put on a list. That way when the new regime is put into power, they know exactly who is against t... | |
[WP] Make up a convincing conspiracy theory | "They removed the headphone jack mannnn" the dude said is his usual lazy slightly stoned surfer style voice, "it's all about the Jack mannn, im tell'in ya, all these scientist's a doowhackies can't be wrong mannn, it's a sure fire way they can read minds mannn! from your phone dudddde"..... I stare at his almost blank ... | This sure sounds like a set up....
I heard the government watches all social media, everything on the internet....so anyone who is posting, commenting, or following anything political, or conspiracy related, their name is put on a list. That way when the new regime is put into power, they know exactly who is against t... | |
[WP] Make up a convincing conspiracy theory | Donald Trump is not supposed to win. Hillary Clinton is meant to be the president, but her history and personality meant that she was never going to be a popular choice.
So they chose her opponent. They chose a bigot and a racist, a serial liar who would make such outlandish claims that no-one in their right mind coul... | This sure sounds like a set up....
I heard the government watches all social media, everything on the internet....so anyone who is posting, commenting, or following anything political, or conspiracy related, their name is put on a list. That way when the new regime is put into power, they know exactly who is against t... | |
[WP] Make up a convincing conspiracy theory | You're all idiots. Idiots who can't see the truth.
Africa isn't real.
Of course it isn't. A continent full of poverty and starving people who all need our money, that can be gained through conveniently placed "charities" in the first world? It's all crap.
The governments needed a bit more money, so they thought ... | This sure sounds like a set up....
I heard the government watches all social media, everything on the internet....so anyone who is posting, commenting, or following anything political, or conspiracy related, their name is put on a list. That way when the new regime is put into power, they know exactly who is against t... | |
[WP] Make up a convincing conspiracy theory | There are 5 things you need to know before you understand my theory.
**1\. Attention is fleeting.**
By the time I finish this sentence, your interest is almost null. But wait! It's a period. A signifier of something new. Something fresh. Better yet,
a paragraph break.
You don't have time for rambles. Long blocks ... | This sure sounds like a set up....
I heard the government watches all social media, everything on the internet....so anyone who is posting, commenting, or following anything political, or conspiracy related, their name is put on a list. That way when the new regime is put into power, they know exactly who is against t... | |
[WP] Make up a convincing conspiracy theory | Donald Trump is not supposed to win. Hillary Clinton is meant to be the president, but her history and personality meant that she was never going to be a popular choice.
So they chose her opponent. They chose a bigot and a racist, a serial liar who would make such outlandish claims that no-one in their right mind coul... | The Washington redskins have a link to the Nazis.
The redskins started off as the Boston braves in 1932. The next year Hitler rises to power in Germany.
Next the redskins fight song goes "hail to the redskins hail victory"....hmm hail victory what does that translate into german....seig hiel.... | |
[WP] Make up a convincing conspiracy theory | Donald Trump is not supposed to win. Hillary Clinton is meant to be the president, but her history and personality meant that she was never going to be a popular choice.
So they chose her opponent. They chose a bigot and a racist, a serial liar who would make such outlandish claims that no-one in their right mind coul... | Benghazi:
Obama wants a foreign policy coup, so he makes a deal with some Libyan rebels to fake an attack on the consulate in Benghazi. He assures them that there will be no resistance and that they will receive a shipment of armaments that is now on a ship in Benghazi harbor.
The rebels are to attack the consulate a... |
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