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[WP] Your parents have kept it secret long enough; they can no longer stand your misery. They decide to change your life's difficulty from "Expert" to "Novice". | I opened my weekly med box to Tuesday. Two oblong white pills and one small round blue rattled in the plastic. I considered the drink in my hand. I had been pouring myself a jack and coke when the pill box snuck its way into my periphery, reminding me that I had missed my meds by about an hour. Mom kept asking me t... | 'We were going to keep it from you as long as we could' mom said. 'But your father and i have just released control of your trust fund to you.' | |
[WP] Your parents have kept it secret long enough; they can no longer stand your misery. They decide to change your life's difficulty from "Expert" to "Novice". | Apparently, being bored can get just as bad as being depressed.
I figured that out when my parents both agreed to switch me to a lower difficulty setting. Before that, I had not been having a good time. My boyfriend was cheating on me, nothing was going right at work, bills were piling up... Now, I have very little to... | *You know, I think they keep moving the goalposts on me. I used to be the dumbest kid in class and no one even noticed. Then I started caring, I put a ton of effort into middle school, almost got to skip a grade. I graduated salutatorian from high school, my dad asked me what I did wrong.*
*I loathed college, I hated ... | |
[WP] Your parents have kept it secret long enough; they can no longer stand your misery. They decide to change your life's difficulty from "Expert" to "Novice". | I looked down at the switch in my hands still refusing to believe. All it had taken was one little toggle. When my parents explained to me that I had been playing life on expert mode, I had thought at first that they were speaking metaphorically. Even with the hours they spent explaining the point system, difficulty se... | *You know, I think they keep moving the goalposts on me. I used to be the dumbest kid in class and no one even noticed. Then I started caring, I put a ton of effort into middle school, almost got to skip a grade. I graduated salutatorian from high school, my dad asked me what I did wrong.*
*I loathed college, I hated ... | |
[WP] Your parents have kept it secret long enough; they can no longer stand your misery. They decide to change your life's difficulty from "Expert" to "Novice". | Personally, I would have been happier with a compromise. I wasn't skilled enough for the higher difficulties, but "Novice" just felt like an insult. Work had been miserable the past few months, and I had broken down, calling my mother crying. She had congratulated me for how long I had been operating on Expert, telling... | *You know, I think they keep moving the goalposts on me. I used to be the dumbest kid in class and no one even noticed. Then I started caring, I put a ton of effort into middle school, almost got to skip a grade. I graduated salutatorian from high school, my dad asked me what I did wrong.*
*I loathed college, I hated ... | |
[WP] Your parents have kept it secret long enough; they can no longer stand your misery. They decide to change your life's difficulty from "Expert" to "Novice". | I opened my weekly med box to Tuesday. Two oblong white pills and one small round blue rattled in the plastic. I considered the drink in my hand. I had been pouring myself a jack and coke when the pill box snuck its way into my periphery, reminding me that I had missed my meds by about an hour. Mom kept asking me t... | *You know, I think they keep moving the goalposts on me. I used to be the dumbest kid in class and no one even noticed. Then I started caring, I put a ton of effort into middle school, almost got to skip a grade. I graduated salutatorian from high school, my dad asked me what I did wrong.*
*I loathed college, I hated ... | |
[WP] Your parents have kept it secret long enough; they can no longer stand your misery. They decide to change your life's difficulty from "Expert" to "Novice". | I looked down at the switch in my hands still refusing to believe. All it had taken was one little toggle. When my parents explained to me that I had been playing life on expert mode, I had thought at first that they were speaking metaphorically. Even with the hours they spent explaining the point system, difficulty se... | Apparently, being bored can get just as bad as being depressed.
I figured that out when my parents both agreed to switch me to a lower difficulty setting. Before that, I had not been having a good time. My boyfriend was cheating on me, nothing was going right at work, bills were piling up... Now, I have very little to... | |
[WP] Your parents have kept it secret long enough; they can no longer stand your misery. They decide to change your life's difficulty from "Expert" to "Novice". | I opened my weekly med box to Tuesday. Two oblong white pills and one small round blue rattled in the plastic. I considered the drink in my hand. I had been pouring myself a jack and coke when the pill box snuck its way into my periphery, reminding me that I had missed my meds by about an hour. Mom kept asking me t... | Apparently, being bored can get just as bad as being depressed.
I figured that out when my parents both agreed to switch me to a lower difficulty setting. Before that, I had not been having a good time. My boyfriend was cheating on me, nothing was going right at work, bills were piling up... Now, I have very little to... | |
[WP] Your parents have kept it secret long enough; they can no longer stand your misery. They decide to change your life's difficulty from "Expert" to "Novice". | I opened my weekly med box to Tuesday. Two oblong white pills and one small round blue rattled in the plastic. I considered the drink in my hand. I had been pouring myself a jack and coke when the pill box snuck its way into my periphery, reminding me that I had missed my meds by about an hour. Mom kept asking me t... | I looked down at the switch in my hands still refusing to believe. All it had taken was one little toggle. When my parents explained to me that I had been playing life on expert mode, I had thought at first that they were speaking metaphorically. Even with the hours they spent explaining the point system, difficulty se... | |
[WP] Your parents have kept it secret long enough; they can no longer stand your misery. They decide to change your life's difficulty from "Expert" to "Novice". | I opened my weekly med box to Tuesday. Two oblong white pills and one small round blue rattled in the plastic. I considered the drink in my hand. I had been pouring myself a jack and coke when the pill box snuck its way into my periphery, reminding me that I had missed my meds by about an hour. Mom kept asking me t... | Personally, I would have been happier with a compromise. I wasn't skilled enough for the higher difficulties, but "Novice" just felt like an insult. Work had been miserable the past few months, and I had broken down, calling my mother crying. She had congratulated me for how long I had been operating on Expert, telling... | |
Saw it here: https://www.reddit.com/r/Showerthoughts/comments/7qhmas/its_weird_to_think_that_nighttime_is_the_natural/dspkqbh/ | [WP] Light is the natural state of the universe. The Earth revolves around the Sun; an orb of black, emitting rays of darkness. | The world began with light, the scientists told us. Pure light and energy, amassed in a single pinprick in the universe.
Then came the Big Bang. The light came, bursting through the universe and illuminating all. The world was bright. The world was warm. The energy condensed into matter, condensing into clouds and for... | i stared up at the night sky and marveled at the beauty. Like ink blots on paper, there was something elegant in the simplistic chaos of the stars.
This would be the perfect place to sit and contemplate in times of confusion. A tree by the edge of a cliff with the sea below and the stars above. I could learn about ho... |
Saw it here: https://www.reddit.com/r/Showerthoughts/comments/7qhmas/its_weird_to_think_that_nighttime_is_the_natural/dspkqbh/ | [WP] Light is the natural state of the universe. The Earth revolves around the Sun; an orb of black, emitting rays of darkness. | A tiny flicker of light blinked in Raga's somber yard. She sprung to her feet, snatched a jar of glass and bolted toward the blinding darkness. The dirt underfoot hurt her dry and bare feet, but it didn't matter, for now two glints of blue danced like beacons in the shadows.
The clouds⸺a shade lighter than the engulfi... | i stared up at the night sky and marveled at the beauty. Like ink blots on paper, there was something elegant in the simplistic chaos of the stars.
This would be the perfect place to sit and contemplate in times of confusion. A tree by the edge of a cliff with the sea below and the stars above. I could learn about ho... |
Saw it here: https://www.reddit.com/r/Showerthoughts/comments/7qhmas/its_weird_to_think_that_nighttime_is_the_natural/dspkqbh/ | [WP] Light is the natural state of the universe. The Earth revolves around the Sun; an orb of black, emitting rays of darkness. | The world began with light, the scientists told us. Pure light and energy, amassed in a single pinprick in the universe.
Then came the Big Bang. The light came, bursting through the universe and illuminating all. The world was bright. The world was warm. The energy condensed into matter, condensing into clouds and for... | She’s there – I can see her, tied to the stakes, writhing, moaning, suffering.
They’ve taken her Shelter away. She’s not been long away from the Sun, but already she’s burning. I see the heat rising from her skin, the sweat beading down in angry scars of steam. Her hair hangs limply from her forehead, but it does litt... |
Saw it here: https://www.reddit.com/r/Showerthoughts/comments/7qhmas/its_weird_to_think_that_nighttime_is_the_natural/dspkqbh/ | [WP] Light is the natural state of the universe. The Earth revolves around the Sun; an orb of black, emitting rays of darkness. | A tiny flicker of light blinked in Raga's somber yard. She sprung to her feet, snatched a jar of glass and bolted toward the blinding darkness. The dirt underfoot hurt her dry and bare feet, but it didn't matter, for now two glints of blue danced like beacons in the shadows.
The clouds⸺a shade lighter than the engulfi... | She’s there – I can see her, tied to the stakes, writhing, moaning, suffering.
They’ve taken her Shelter away. She’s not been long away from the Sun, but already she’s burning. I see the heat rising from her skin, the sweat beading down in angry scars of steam. Her hair hangs limply from her forehead, but it does litt... |
[WP] It has been 8 weeks since you’ve submitted your DNA Spit Test for Ancestry. You are starting to notice you’re being followed. | "Jenkins sales are slowing. What do we do?".
"Good question sir. We need to increase sales to younger demographics, millenials, generation Z, you know. They are not as interested in DNA testing, but we can change that."
"Well how do we do that?"
"We need to increase our online presence. They have to know about ou... | According to my calculations the Telsa solar power bank should have my time machine fully powered up by the end of the month. Just enough time to get my DNA test done and find out where my family is from so I can go back and visit them. I've even got some viagra so I can pop further back and be the most popular guy at ... | |
[WP] It has been 8 weeks since you’ve submitted your DNA Spit Test for Ancestry. You are starting to notice you’re being followed. | I had really expected to be more Irish than I turned out to be, I only had 5%. Considering my grandma’s maiden name literally translated into ‘black haired Irishman’ it was really a surprise.
My Dad’s side of the family were really surprised at the amount of Scandinavian DNA, my cousins all excitedly wondering about ... | According to my calculations the Telsa solar power bank should have my time machine fully powered up by the end of the month. Just enough time to get my DNA test done and find out where my family is from so I can go back and visit them. I've even got some viagra so I can pop further back and be the most popular guy at ... | |
[WP] It has been 8 weeks since you’ve submitted your DNA Spit Test for Ancestry. You are starting to notice you’re being followed. | For about a week I convinced myself I was paranoid, I tried my best to not let it bother me. I soon realized this wasn’t all in my mind, that blue impala has parked in the same spot for 12 days now. It is there when I get home until I go to sleep and it is only gone before I leave. Bill across the street would have bee... | According to my calculations the Telsa solar power bank should have my time machine fully powered up by the end of the month. Just enough time to get my DNA test done and find out where my family is from so I can go back and visit them. I've even got some viagra so I can pop further back and be the most popular guy at ... | |
[WP] It has been 8 weeks since you’ve submitted your DNA Spit Test for Ancestry. You are starting to notice you’re being followed. | As you meander down the high street each day, you make habit of looking for the man; his neat buzz cut and electric blue suit were dead giveaways. You first saw him in the charity store, on monday, you were checking out an antiquated mirror when you saw him in the reflection, looking straight at you. As your eyes met, ... | Finally, the guy catches up to you in a coffee shop and starts speaking to you in German. You're scared but you're in a public place, so you ask him to type what he's saying into Google Translator.
When you read it, you can hardly believe it. It says
>"I want to offer you the chance to come live in a place where y... | |
[WP] It has been 8 weeks since you’ve submitted your DNA Spit Test for Ancestry. You are starting to notice you’re being followed. | For about a week I convinced myself I was paranoid, I tried my best to not let it bother me. I soon realized this wasn’t all in my mind, that blue impala has parked in the same spot for 12 days now. It is there when I get home until I go to sleep and it is only gone before I leave. Bill across the street would have bee... | Finally, the guy catches up to you in a coffee shop and starts speaking to you in German. You're scared but you're in a public place, so you ask him to type what he's saying into Google Translator.
When you read it, you can hardly believe it. It says
>"I want to offer you the chance to come live in a place where y... | |
[WP] It has been 8 weeks since you’ve submitted your DNA Spit Test for Ancestry. You are starting to notice you’re being followed. | I spin on my heel and dart left onto St Mary's Street, immediately turning left again down a small and sticky alleyway, which branches like a vein through the abandoned bars and charity stores. I find a spot behind a dumpster and fix my attention back to St Mary's Street from there. I see him: the man in the blue suit.... | Finally, the guy catches up to you in a coffee shop and starts speaking to you in German. You're scared but you're in a public place, so you ask him to type what he's saying into Google Translator.
When you read it, you can hardly believe it. It says
>"I want to offer you the chance to come live in a place where y... | |
[WP] It has been 8 weeks since you’ve submitted your DNA Spit Test for Ancestry. You are starting to notice you’re being followed. | For about a week I convinced myself I was paranoid, I tried my best to not let it bother me. I soon realized this wasn’t all in my mind, that blue impala has parked in the same spot for 12 days now. It is there when I get home until I go to sleep and it is only gone before I leave. Bill across the street would have bee... | "Jenkins sales are slowing. What do we do?".
"Good question sir. We need to increase sales to younger demographics, millenials, generation Z, you know. They are not as interested in DNA testing, but we can change that."
"Well how do we do that?"
"We need to increase our online presence. They have to know about ou... | |
[WP] It has been 8 weeks since you’ve submitted your DNA Spit Test for Ancestry. You are starting to notice you’re being followed. | For about a week I convinced myself I was paranoid, I tried my best to not let it bother me. I soon realized this wasn’t all in my mind, that blue impala has parked in the same spot for 12 days now. It is there when I get home until I go to sleep and it is only gone before I leave. Bill across the street would have bee... | I had really expected to be more Irish than I turned out to be, I only had 5%. Considering my grandma’s maiden name literally translated into ‘black haired Irishman’ it was really a surprise.
My Dad’s side of the family were really surprised at the amount of Scandinavian DNA, my cousins all excitedly wondering about ... | |
[WP] It has been 8 weeks since you’ve submitted your DNA Spit Test for Ancestry. You are starting to notice you’re being followed. | For about a week I convinced myself I was paranoid, I tried my best to not let it bother me. I soon realized this wasn’t all in my mind, that blue impala has parked in the same spot for 12 days now. It is there when I get home until I go to sleep and it is only gone before I leave. Bill across the street would have bee... | As you meander down the high street each day, you make habit of looking for the man; his neat buzz cut and electric blue suit were dead giveaways. You first saw him in the charity store, on monday, you were checking out an antiquated mirror when you saw him in the reflection, looking straight at you. As your eyes met, ... | |
[WP] It has been 8 weeks since you’ve submitted your DNA Spit Test for Ancestry. You are starting to notice you’re being followed. | I spin on my heel and dart left onto St Mary's Street, immediately turning left again down a small and sticky alleyway, which branches like a vein through the abandoned bars and charity stores. I find a spot behind a dumpster and fix my attention back to St Mary's Street from there. I see him: the man in the blue suit.... | As you meander down the high street each day, you make habit of looking for the man; his neat buzz cut and electric blue suit were dead giveaways. You first saw him in the charity store, on monday, you were checking out an antiquated mirror when you saw him in the reflection, looking straight at you. As your eyes met, ... | |
[WP] It has been 8 weeks since you’ve submitted your DNA Spit Test for Ancestry. You are starting to notice you’re being followed. | I spin on my heel and dart left onto St Mary's Street, immediately turning left again down a small and sticky alleyway, which branches like a vein through the abandoned bars and charity stores. I find a spot behind a dumpster and fix my attention back to St Mary's Street from there. I see him: the man in the blue suit.... | "There," I said. "In the coat."
Carl tilted his head to one side to see past mine. From my perspective, he just looked like a dog that had just been asked a taxing question. "There's about thirty people wearing coats," he said. "We're outside, and it's cold."
I clenched my fists. "It's a long coat. Behind me. See him... | |
[WP] There are mostly two types of extreme ideologies in the universe. A civilization either despises all forms of conflict even in entertainment, or embraces it to the fullest extent. Humans are awkwardly in the middle along with few other races. | "They are... progressing differently compared to the other subjects."
"What do you mean?"
The several armed scientist stretched her nimble hands outwards towards the panoramic spread of displays, all holographic and spread without any semblance of order, I guess like 'several tabs left open' would be the way to put i... | “Hey hey calm down!” Jerry said raising his voice. Arbitrating negotiations between the two races would be harder then he thought. “Now look I understand you don’t care for it.... but they do and why go about causing trouble over it” Jerry had been at this job for nearly 5 years now. Ever since it was realized man was... | |
[WP] You're a mage in charge of teaching young apprentices. Today you discovered a rather strange one. While most apprentices have trouble producing enough power for spells this one produces too much power. | Everyone in the school, including the faculty, called her 'Zero'. However, I knew the truth. The small child was barely seventeen with tiny horns on her forehead, a sign of the dwindling race of Demons. Quite often, these children had no trouble casting powerful enhancement spells. No matter what Miss Sophie did, howev... | "You." I pointed at one particular kid with my chin. "What is your name?"
He glanced at me as if he was about to rebel and not answer. Then answered, "Juhmem."
Next, I pointed my chin at the pile of wood in front of him. "Tell me, what do you see in front of you, and what is wrong with it?"
"I see an old man who won... | |
[WP] The coffin is lowered into the ground. It's not the first time you buried her. | 'If you live long enough, you see the same eyes in different people'
When we met in 1310, we were children forced to grow up too fast, forced to watch as armies scorched the farmland and killed our parents. You were a boy then, sunburned with sandy blonde hair and dirty fingernails. Eventually, they killed you too. Th... | "Sir, this is a bit odd, don't you think?"
"Don't worry, buddy, I know what I'm doing."
"Well, not that it's any of my business, but who exactly is this person to you?"
"Well, it's actually my ex wife, or, as I called her, the Wicked Witch of the West..."
"Oh, one of those, eh? Still, I don't get this whole thing."... | |
[WP] a love story between a deity and a human. | The sun had just begun its descent from its zenith. As the hunters returned from their daily duties, the womenfolk began lighting fires with the wood they had so painstakingly gathered. The soft flames danced as they grew, chasing away the darkness and briging forth light and warmth to the hearths of each tent.
Inside... | Clementia held her breath as the boy trotted past her hiding place. He looked behind barrels and in horse stalls, but he would not find her there. She giggled, and he looked up. The boy smiled at the goddess perched in the barn rafters.
.
The boy was not a boy now. Morta had taken his father. Sixteen was too young an... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | “What? A member of the seven deadly sins? I’m here for mail fraud, man!”
“You are literally the seventh person to go to hell. I have spots to fill.”
You look over and see six others: Hitler, Ghengis Khan, Vlad the Impaler, Maximilien Robespierre, a Japanese emperor by the name of Hirohito, and Theoneste Bagosora.
... | "But who might you be?" A stranger in the darkness whispers softly, that's a good question, but where am I is even better. A strange sensation is of feeling nothing at all, standing on ground but yet weightless, a misty view of what was in front, but no distinct light source, perhaps a dream I wonder to myself. I don't... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | I woke up on a dirt floor, in what appeared to be a concrete cell. Looking around for clues as to my whereabouts, I could hear a conversation on the other side of the heavy-looking door. It almost looked like those fire-proof doors they installed into old buildings. Try as I might, I couldn't make out any words. I deci... | "But who might you be?" A stranger in the darkness whispers softly, that's a good question, but where am I is even better. A strange sensation is of feeling nothing at all, standing on ground but yet weightless, a misty view of what was in front, but no distinct light source, perhaps a dream I wonder to myself. I don't... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | I was just, kind of, there. In this fiery, desolate place. But I knew it wasn't a dream. It felt the opposite. Like I was always dreaming, and I'd just now woken up. And this thing was there. Just staring at me. It was a dark mass, within which I could somehow pick out a human outline, though no noticeable color change... | "But who might you be?" A stranger in the darkness whispers softly, that's a good question, but where am I is even better. A strange sensation is of feeling nothing at all, standing on ground but yet weightless, a misty view of what was in front, but no distinct light source, perhaps a dream I wonder to myself. I don't... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | “What do you mean 7th ever to visit hell?”
“I’m sorry? Not sure I follow. There were 6 before, onw there’s you. Number 7. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and what comes next? Yes, 7.”
“What the hell? No! Millions of people have died before me. Billions even. And I’m number 7?!? Is this a practical joke?”
“Sir, I assure you, we ma... | "But who might you be?" A stranger in the darkness whispers softly, that's a good question, but where am I is even better. A strange sensation is of feeling nothing at all, standing on ground but yet weightless, a misty view of what was in front, but no distinct light source, perhaps a dream I wonder to myself. I don't... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | “Sweet,” the man said, munching on a chocolate chip cookie that was now burnt to a crisp. He looked at his surroundings curiously. His bulbous stomach peeked out from beneath a sweat-stained tanktop. “I’m Jim,” he announced casually to the others sitting in the apartment.
“Really, fatass? The cookie’s practically ash.... | "But who might you be?" A stranger in the darkness whispers softly, that's a good question, but where am I is even better. A strange sensation is of feeling nothing at all, standing on ground but yet weightless, a misty view of what was in front, but no distinct light source, perhaps a dream I wonder to myself. I don't... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | "Wait, what do you mean? How am I the *seventh human* to ever get here? We've had definitive societies since, like.... I dunno, eight to ten *thousand* years ago! Trillions of people have lived and died since then. Do you know how many tyrants, serial killers, and cult leaders have existed since them? What the *Hell?* ... | "But who might you be?" A stranger in the darkness whispers softly, that's a good question, but where am I is even better. A strange sensation is of feeling nothing at all, standing on ground but yet weightless, a misty view of what was in front, but no distinct light source, perhaps a dream I wonder to myself. I don't... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | "The _seventh_?"
"Pick your jaw up off the floor, lady. You heard right."
Great. I got in a car accident, I woke up in a cave with an eerie orange fog in it that I assume is Hell, and now this frog-thing I assume is a demon is telling me I get to be one of the Seven Deadly Sins. Not how I pictured my morning going, m... | "But who might you be?" A stranger in the darkness whispers softly, that's a good question, but where am I is even better. A strange sensation is of feeling nothing at all, standing on ground but yet weightless, a misty view of what was in front, but no distinct light source, perhaps a dream I wonder to myself. I don't... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | (I took the prompt and went with an 8th deadly sin instead.)
He was confused. He was a good person wasn't he? He introduced something unique to the world, something which had benefited hundreds of millions of people. He'd donated billions of dollars to the needy. And yet here he was.
He stepped up the onyx steps, eac... | "But who might you be?" A stranger in the darkness whispers softly, that's a good question, but where am I is even better. A strange sensation is of feeling nothing at all, standing on ground but yet weightless, a misty view of what was in front, but no distinct light source, perhaps a dream I wonder to myself. I don't... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | I woke up on a dirt floor, in what appeared to be a concrete cell. Looking around for clues as to my whereabouts, I could hear a conversation on the other side of the heavy-looking door. It almost looked like those fire-proof doors they installed into old buildings. Try as I might, I couldn't make out any words. I deci... | The light blinded me at first. I reached out to block the light then collapsed to my knees.
My body was wracked with pain. I tried to lift myself up when a firm grip to my arm startled me.
"Look who's here. I always hoped you'd be...younger."
I looked up, and saw a gorgeous silhouette a shadow in a blinding room. ... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | "Wait, what do you mean? How am I the *seventh human* to ever get here? We've had definitive societies since, like.... I dunno, eight to ten *thousand* years ago! Trillions of people have lived and died since then. Do you know how many tyrants, serial killers, and cult leaders have existed since them? What the *Hell?* ... | “What? A member of the seven deadly sins? I’m here for mail fraud, man!”
“You are literally the seventh person to go to hell. I have spots to fill.”
You look over and see six others: Hitler, Ghengis Khan, Vlad the Impaler, Maximilien Robespierre, a Japanese emperor by the name of Hirohito, and Theoneste Bagosora.
... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | "The _seventh_?"
"Pick your jaw up off the floor, lady. You heard right."
Great. I got in a car accident, I woke up in a cave with an eerie orange fog in it that I assume is Hell, and now this frog-thing I assume is a demon is telling me I get to be one of the Seven Deadly Sins. Not how I pictured my morning going, m... | “What? A member of the seven deadly sins? I’m here for mail fraud, man!”
“You are literally the seventh person to go to hell. I have spots to fill.”
You look over and see six others: Hitler, Ghengis Khan, Vlad the Impaler, Maximilien Robespierre, a Japanese emperor by the name of Hirohito, and Theoneste Bagosora.
... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | (I took the prompt and went with an 8th deadly sin instead.)
He was confused. He was a good person wasn't he? He introduced something unique to the world, something which had benefited hundreds of millions of people. He'd donated billions of dollars to the needy. And yet here he was.
He stepped up the onyx steps, eac... | “What? A member of the seven deadly sins? I’m here for mail fraud, man!”
“You are literally the seventh person to go to hell. I have spots to fill.”
You look over and see six others: Hitler, Ghengis Khan, Vlad the Impaler, Maximilien Robespierre, a Japanese emperor by the name of Hirohito, and Theoneste Bagosora.
... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | I was just, kind of, there. In this fiery, desolate place. But I knew it wasn't a dream. It felt the opposite. Like I was always dreaming, and I'd just now woken up. And this thing was there. Just staring at me. It was a dark mass, within which I could somehow pick out a human outline, though no noticeable color change... | “Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins”.
I stared wide eyed. It was a man with long grizzled hair with a dark brown beard.
“Oh I’m sorry, let me introduce myself. Satan. Nice to meet you.”
He said the sentence like it was a casual thing.... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | “What do you mean 7th ever to visit hell?”
“I’m sorry? Not sure I follow. There were 6 before, onw there’s you. Number 7. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and what comes next? Yes, 7.”
“What the hell? No! Millions of people have died before me. Billions even. And I’m number 7?!? Is this a practical joke?”
“Sir, I assure you, we ma... | “Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins”.
I stared wide eyed. It was a man with long grizzled hair with a dark brown beard.
“Oh I’m sorry, let me introduce myself. Satan. Nice to meet you.”
He said the sentence like it was a casual thing.... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | “Sweet,” the man said, munching on a chocolate chip cookie that was now burnt to a crisp. He looked at his surroundings curiously. His bulbous stomach peeked out from beneath a sweat-stained tanktop. “I’m Jim,” he announced casually to the others sitting in the apartment.
“Really, fatass? The cookie’s practically ash.... | “Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins”.
I stared wide eyed. It was a man with long grizzled hair with a dark brown beard.
“Oh I’m sorry, let me introduce myself. Satan. Nice to meet you.”
He said the sentence like it was a casual thing.... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | "Wait, what do you mean? How am I the *seventh human* to ever get here? We've had definitive societies since, like.... I dunno, eight to ten *thousand* years ago! Trillions of people have lived and died since then. Do you know how many tyrants, serial killers, and cult leaders have existed since them? What the *Hell?* ... | “Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins”.
I stared wide eyed. It was a man with long grizzled hair with a dark brown beard.
“Oh I’m sorry, let me introduce myself. Satan. Nice to meet you.”
He said the sentence like it was a casual thing.... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | "The _seventh_?"
"Pick your jaw up off the floor, lady. You heard right."
Great. I got in a car accident, I woke up in a cave with an eerie orange fog in it that I assume is Hell, and now this frog-thing I assume is a demon is telling me I get to be one of the Seven Deadly Sins. Not how I pictured my morning going, m... | “Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins”.
I stared wide eyed. It was a man with long grizzled hair with a dark brown beard.
“Oh I’m sorry, let me introduce myself. Satan. Nice to meet you.”
He said the sentence like it was a casual thing.... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | (I took the prompt and went with an 8th deadly sin instead.)
He was confused. He was a good person wasn't he? He introduced something unique to the world, something which had benefited hundreds of millions of people. He'd donated billions of dollars to the needy. And yet here he was.
He stepped up the onyx steps, eac... | “Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins”.
I stared wide eyed. It was a man with long grizzled hair with a dark brown beard.
“Oh I’m sorry, let me introduce myself. Satan. Nice to meet you.”
He said the sentence like it was a casual thing.... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | "Wait, what do you mean? How am I the *seventh human* to ever get here? We've had definitive societies since, like.... I dunno, eight to ten *thousand* years ago! Trillions of people have lived and died since then. Do you know how many tyrants, serial killers, and cult leaders have existed since them? What the *Hell?* ... | I was just, kind of, there. In this fiery, desolate place. But I knew it wasn't a dream. It felt the opposite. Like I was always dreaming, and I'd just now woken up. And this thing was there. Just staring at me. It was a dark mass, within which I could somehow pick out a human outline, though no noticeable color change... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | "The _seventh_?"
"Pick your jaw up off the floor, lady. You heard right."
Great. I got in a car accident, I woke up in a cave with an eerie orange fog in it that I assume is Hell, and now this frog-thing I assume is a demon is telling me I get to be one of the Seven Deadly Sins. Not how I pictured my morning going, m... | I was just, kind of, there. In this fiery, desolate place. But I knew it wasn't a dream. It felt the opposite. Like I was always dreaming, and I'd just now woken up. And this thing was there. Just staring at me. It was a dark mass, within which I could somehow pick out a human outline, though no noticeable color change... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | (I took the prompt and went with an 8th deadly sin instead.)
He was confused. He was a good person wasn't he? He introduced something unique to the world, something which had benefited hundreds of millions of people. He'd donated billions of dollars to the needy. And yet here he was.
He stepped up the onyx steps, eac... | I was just, kind of, there. In this fiery, desolate place. But I knew it wasn't a dream. It felt the opposite. Like I was always dreaming, and I'd just now woken up. And this thing was there. Just staring at me. It was a dark mass, within which I could somehow pick out a human outline, though no noticeable color change... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | "Wait, what do you mean? How am I the *seventh human* to ever get here? We've had definitive societies since, like.... I dunno, eight to ten *thousand* years ago! Trillions of people have lived and died since then. Do you know how many tyrants, serial killers, and cult leaders have existed since them? What the *Hell?* ... | “What do you mean 7th ever to visit hell?”
“I’m sorry? Not sure I follow. There were 6 before, onw there’s you. Number 7. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and what comes next? Yes, 7.”
“What the hell? No! Millions of people have died before me. Billions even. And I’m number 7?!? Is this a practical joke?”
“Sir, I assure you, we ma... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | "The _seventh_?"
"Pick your jaw up off the floor, lady. You heard right."
Great. I got in a car accident, I woke up in a cave with an eerie orange fog in it that I assume is Hell, and now this frog-thing I assume is a demon is telling me I get to be one of the Seven Deadly Sins. Not how I pictured my morning going, m... | “What do you mean 7th ever to visit hell?”
“I’m sorry? Not sure I follow. There were 6 before, onw there’s you. Number 7. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and what comes next? Yes, 7.”
“What the hell? No! Millions of people have died before me. Billions even. And I’m number 7?!? Is this a practical joke?”
“Sir, I assure you, we ma... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | (I took the prompt and went with an 8th deadly sin instead.)
He was confused. He was a good person wasn't he? He introduced something unique to the world, something which had benefited hundreds of millions of people. He'd donated billions of dollars to the needy. And yet here he was.
He stepped up the onyx steps, eac... | “What do you mean 7th ever to visit hell?”
“I’m sorry? Not sure I follow. There were 6 before, onw there’s you. Number 7. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and what comes next? Yes, 7.”
“What the hell? No! Millions of people have died before me. Billions even. And I’m number 7?!? Is this a practical joke?”
“Sir, I assure you, we ma... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | "Wait, what do you mean? How am I the *seventh human* to ever get here? We've had definitive societies since, like.... I dunno, eight to ten *thousand* years ago! Trillions of people have lived and died since then. Do you know how many tyrants, serial killers, and cult leaders have existed since them? What the *Hell?* ... | “Sweet,” the man said, munching on a chocolate chip cookie that was now burnt to a crisp. He looked at his surroundings curiously. His bulbous stomach peeked out from beneath a sweat-stained tanktop. “I’m Jim,” he announced casually to the others sitting in the apartment.
“Really, fatass? The cookie’s practically ash.... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | "The _seventh_?"
"Pick your jaw up off the floor, lady. You heard right."
Great. I got in a car accident, I woke up in a cave with an eerie orange fog in it that I assume is Hell, and now this frog-thing I assume is a demon is telling me I get to be one of the Seven Deadly Sins. Not how I pictured my morning going, m... | “Sweet,” the man said, munching on a chocolate chip cookie that was now burnt to a crisp. He looked at his surroundings curiously. His bulbous stomach peeked out from beneath a sweat-stained tanktop. “I’m Jim,” he announced casually to the others sitting in the apartment.
“Really, fatass? The cookie’s practically ash.... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | (I took the prompt and went with an 8th deadly sin instead.)
He was confused. He was a good person wasn't he? He introduced something unique to the world, something which had benefited hundreds of millions of people. He'd donated billions of dollars to the needy. And yet here he was.
He stepped up the onyx steps, eac... | “Sweet,” the man said, munching on a chocolate chip cookie that was now burnt to a crisp. He looked at his surroundings curiously. His bulbous stomach peeked out from beneath a sweat-stained tanktop. “I’m Jim,” he announced casually to the others sitting in the apartment.
“Really, fatass? The cookie’s practically ash.... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | (I took the prompt and went with an 8th deadly sin instead.)
He was confused. He was a good person wasn't he? He introduced something unique to the world, something which had benefited hundreds of millions of people. He'd donated billions of dollars to the needy. And yet here he was.
He stepped up the onyx steps, eac... | "Wait, what do you mean? How am I the *seventh human* to ever get here? We've had definitive societies since, like.... I dunno, eight to ten *thousand* years ago! Trillions of people have lived and died since then. Do you know how many tyrants, serial killers, and cult leaders have existed since them? What the *Hell?* ... | |
[WP]"Welcome to Hell! As the seventh human to ever arrive here, you are now an official member of the seven deadly sins". | Tim awoke in a dimly-lit corridor with a bright glow in the distance.
He hurriedly got to his feet, breathing heavily.
“WALK TOWARDS THE LIGHT,” a low-pitched, booming voice announced.
Tim regained his composure and carefully walked towards the light.
He crossed the threshold and as his eyesight slowly came into fo... | "Edgar?" said the woman, her voice an ear-splitting shriek. "Is that you, Edgar? It bloody well is, isn't it. I don't effing believe it. Stop dawdling and come 'ere."
"Ugh," said the man as he dragged himself down corridor to the candlelit enclave beyond.
"You know him, Martha?" asked a lady that it would be unfair t... | |
[WP] Trained by years of zombie media, when one wanders into your backyard, you kill it and burn the body. Then you realize there are no more. You just stopped a zombie apocalypse. Good luck telling people. | On a cool autumn’s eve in San Francisco, a lone figure in tattered clothes was making his way to a parked car.
“Fifteen years” he grumbled as he lit a cigarette, “Fifteen years they had me rot in jail; and for what? Saving humanity from a plague of walking corpses?”
He opened the trunk and removed the worn trench coa... | “Did I just fucking kill someone?” I asked in disbelief and desperation as the talking heads go on about sports, political scandals, and who is fucking who in Hollywood with no mention of the walking blight. “No, it had to be a zombie. I called out to it and threatened and warned, no one would be so committed to a joke... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | As a grin infectiously spreads across my cheeks, I peered at the hallway awaiting for his arrival. Slowly but surely, he will arrive at the spot I have marked and it will, without a doubt, be devastating.
Oh, speak of the devil, here he comes. I quietly went back to throwing the remaining laundry into the washing mach... | "Have you ever known mischief such as mine? I doubt it. The key is to be consistently subtle and completely mercilessly. These last few years I've been disguising as a college student and I've carefully picked spoiled freshmen that haven't done a thing in their lives. Mommy cooked for them... Daddy did the household ch... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | It was a simple trick.
Sometimes an inch, sometimes two.
Week by week, year by year, moving at random across the deserts of the world. Man couldn't explain it, no reason or rhyme. It was a subtle trick, one of dozens I conjured up across the countless years.
And I, Low-Key, loved it. | "Have you ever known mischief such as mine? I doubt it. The key is to be consistently subtle and completely mercilessly. These last few years I've been disguising as a college student and I've carefully picked spoiled freshmen that haven't done a thing in their lives. Mommy cooked for them... Daddy did the household ch... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | "LOW-KEY! Show your face! You have to stop doing this, I don't have many clean pairs left!"
I could only grin, hearing Thor voice his frustrations once again. One of my favorite little practical jokes.
You see, because I have the ability to disguise objects as other objects and create images, I feel it is my duty to... | "Have you ever known mischief such as mine? I doubt it. The key is to be consistently subtle and completely mercilessly. These last few years I've been disguising as a college student and I've carefully picked spoiled freshmen that haven't done a thing in their lives. Mommy cooked for them... Daddy did the household ch... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | My older brother, Loki, was so crass and uncultured when it came to mischief. He always went completely over the top, with all the nuance of a train car of dynamite derailing into an inferno. He would bitch slap people in their face while they slept. He would set off all the car alarms in the parking lot outside the am... | "Have you ever known mischief such as mine? I doubt it. The key is to be consistently subtle and completely mercilessly. These last few years I've been disguising as a college student and I've carefully picked spoiled freshmen that haven't done a thing in their lives. Mommy cooked for them... Daddy did the household ch... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | Biology students, crouched low by a pond.
Observing the wildlife, they seem to be fond.
Pushed into the water, it would cause much grief.
Not subtle enough for this god of mischief.
Lean over their shoulder, point out a tadpole.
In Norway we call this the 'rumpe troll'. | "Have you ever known mischief such as mine? I doubt it. The key is to be consistently subtle and completely mercilessly. These last few years I've been disguising as a college student and I've carefully picked spoiled freshmen that haven't done a thing in their lives. Mommy cooked for them... Daddy did the household ch... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | "Where are my socks?"
"In the drawer below your desk kiddo", shouted mom while she was busy with Young Jimmy.
The boy opened the drawer but couldn't see it.
"I can't find them!"
"I'm sick of your nonsense Oliver!" Mom walked into Oliver's room with a diaper in one hand. "Can't you SEE THIS?" The blue socks were ly... | "Have you ever known mischief such as mine? I doubt it. The key is to be consistently subtle and completely mercilessly. These last few years I've been disguising as a college student and I've carefully picked spoiled freshmen that haven't done a thing in their lives. Mommy cooked for them... Daddy did the household ch... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | "You know *I'm* the Prince of Lies," he said.
"Among many other things, my lord," I replied.
"Indeed," he sniffed, nails tapping absent-mindedly on the conference table as his eyes burned a hole into me. "So.... if we both know that, why am I here?"
"It was an honest mistake, my lord. It was a harmless joke, reall... | "Have you ever known mischief such as mine? I doubt it. The key is to be consistently subtle and completely mercilessly. These last few years I've been disguising as a college student and I've carefully picked spoiled freshmen that haven't done a thing in their lives. Mommy cooked for them... Daddy did the household ch... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | "LOW-KEY! Show your face! You have to stop doing this, I don't have many clean pairs left!"
I could only grin, hearing Thor voice his frustrations once again. One of my favorite little practical jokes.
You see, because I have the ability to disguise objects as other objects and create images, I feel it is my duty to... | As a grin infectiously spreads across my cheeks, I peered at the hallway awaiting for his arrival. Slowly but surely, he will arrive at the spot I have marked and it will, without a doubt, be devastating.
Oh, speak of the devil, here he comes. I quietly went back to throwing the remaining laundry into the washing mach... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | My older brother, Loki, was so crass and uncultured when it came to mischief. He always went completely over the top, with all the nuance of a train car of dynamite derailing into an inferno. He would bitch slap people in their face while they slept. He would set off all the car alarms in the parking lot outside the am... | As a grin infectiously spreads across my cheeks, I peered at the hallway awaiting for his arrival. Slowly but surely, he will arrive at the spot I have marked and it will, without a doubt, be devastating.
Oh, speak of the devil, here he comes. I quietly went back to throwing the remaining laundry into the washing mach... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | "Where are my socks?"
"In the drawer below your desk kiddo", shouted mom while she was busy with Young Jimmy.
The boy opened the drawer but couldn't see it.
"I can't find them!"
"I'm sick of your nonsense Oliver!" Mom walked into Oliver's room with a diaper in one hand. "Can't you SEE THIS?" The blue socks were ly... | As a grin infectiously spreads across my cheeks, I peered at the hallway awaiting for his arrival. Slowly but surely, he will arrive at the spot I have marked and it will, without a doubt, be devastating.
Oh, speak of the devil, here he comes. I quietly went back to throwing the remaining laundry into the washing mach... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | "LOW-KEY! Show your face! You have to stop doing this, I don't have many clean pairs left!"
I could only grin, hearing Thor voice his frustrations once again. One of my favorite little practical jokes.
You see, because I have the ability to disguise objects as other objects and create images, I feel it is my duty to... | It was a simple trick.
Sometimes an inch, sometimes two.
Week by week, year by year, moving at random across the deserts of the world. Man couldn't explain it, no reason or rhyme. It was a subtle trick, one of dozens I conjured up across the countless years.
And I, Low-Key, loved it. | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | My older brother, Loki, was so crass and uncultured when it came to mischief. He always went completely over the top, with all the nuance of a train car of dynamite derailing into an inferno. He would bitch slap people in their face while they slept. He would set off all the car alarms in the parking lot outside the am... | It was a simple trick.
Sometimes an inch, sometimes two.
Week by week, year by year, moving at random across the deserts of the world. Man couldn't explain it, no reason or rhyme. It was a subtle trick, one of dozens I conjured up across the countless years.
And I, Low-Key, loved it. | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | "Where are my socks?"
"In the drawer below your desk kiddo", shouted mom while she was busy with Young Jimmy.
The boy opened the drawer but couldn't see it.
"I can't find them!"
"I'm sick of your nonsense Oliver!" Mom walked into Oliver's room with a diaper in one hand. "Can't you SEE THIS?" The blue socks were ly... | It was a simple trick.
Sometimes an inch, sometimes two.
Week by week, year by year, moving at random across the deserts of the world. Man couldn't explain it, no reason or rhyme. It was a subtle trick, one of dozens I conjured up across the countless years.
And I, Low-Key, loved it. | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | "Where are my socks?"
"In the drawer below your desk kiddo", shouted mom while she was busy with Young Jimmy.
The boy opened the drawer but couldn't see it.
"I can't find them!"
"I'm sick of your nonsense Oliver!" Mom walked into Oliver's room with a diaper in one hand. "Can't you SEE THIS?" The blue socks were ly... | Biology students, crouched low by a pond.
Observing the wildlife, they seem to be fond.
Pushed into the water, it would cause much grief.
Not subtle enough for this god of mischief.
Lean over their shoulder, point out a tadpole.
In Norway we call this the 'rumpe troll'. | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | "You know *I'm* the Prince of Lies," he said.
"Among many other things, my lord," I replied.
"Indeed," he sniffed, nails tapping absent-mindedly on the conference table as his eyes burned a hole into me. "So.... if we both know that, why am I here?"
"It was an honest mistake, my lord. It was a harmless joke, reall... | Biology students, crouched low by a pond.
Observing the wildlife, they seem to be fond.
Pushed into the water, it would cause much grief.
Not subtle enough for this god of mischief.
Lean over their shoulder, point out a tadpole.
In Norway we call this the 'rumpe troll'. | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | "You know *I'm* the Prince of Lies," he said.
"Among many other things, my lord," I replied.
"Indeed," he sniffed, nails tapping absent-mindedly on the conference table as his eyes burned a hole into me. "So.... if we both know that, why am I here?"
"It was an honest mistake, my lord. It was a harmless joke, reall... | "Fuck! Again?!" I screamed as I dropped yet another object. This has been happening for weeks now, every drink spilled, every small crack tripped on, every item I pick up magically slipping from my grasp. I don't get it! One day I'm fine, the next I just can't even. I think I'm going crazy, maybe I'm cursed... Maybe I'... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | The great tuppaware riot of 2056 was the beginning of the end for human civilisation as we know it. For years ordinary people had felt mounting frustration at attempting to store left overs or prepare packed lunches only to find, inexplicably, that no lid matched any one container. This was the straw that broke the bac... | "Fuck! Again?!" I screamed as I dropped yet another object. This has been happening for weeks now, every drink spilled, every small crack tripped on, every item I pick up magically slipping from my grasp. I don't get it! One day I'm fine, the next I just can't even. I think I'm going crazy, maybe I'm cursed... Maybe I'... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | Another jump through the Bifrost and I landed on the planet of Acrimony, aka the planet of really bad smelling things. I plugged my nose and went to work.
I collected as many flowers as possible. Some were red, some were purple, some were green, some yellow. They were all quite beautiful.
I stayed for a while just t... | "Fuck! Again?!" I screamed as I dropped yet another object. This has been happening for weeks now, every drink spilled, every small crack tripped on, every item I pick up magically slipping from my grasp. I don't get it! One day I'm fine, the next I just can't even. I think I'm going crazy, maybe I'm cursed... Maybe I'... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | Why *did* Thor keep all this useless junk. Low-Key observed the collection with curiosity, occasionally picking something up to inspect. Trophies of all his wonderful endeavours, no doubt. Thor had always been one for showing off, for displays of power, wealth, and overcomplicated execution in the name of grandeur. Ri... | "Fuck! Again?!" I screamed as I dropped yet another object. This has been happening for weeks now, every drink spilled, every small crack tripped on, every item I pick up magically slipping from my grasp. I don't get it! One day I'm fine, the next I just can't even. I think I'm going crazy, maybe I'm cursed... Maybe I'... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | The mortals have forgotten me. Yes, I was never one of the blustering and bold members of my ilk, but I am certainly not one to be taken lightly. They will learn. Subtlety is not merely a mood or manner, but an artform. To be able to tell how taut a string can be pulled before it snaps is an ability possessed by many. ... | "Fuck! Again?!" I screamed as I dropped yet another object. This has been happening for weeks now, every drink spilled, every small crack tripped on, every item I pick up magically slipping from my grasp. I don't get it! One day I'm fine, the next I just can't even. I think I'm going crazy, maybe I'm cursed... Maybe I'... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | "You know *I'm* the Prince of Lies," he said.
"Among many other things, my lord," I replied.
"Indeed," he sniffed, nails tapping absent-mindedly on the conference table as his eyes burned a hole into me. "So.... if we both know that, why am I here?"
"It was an honest mistake, my lord. It was a harmless joke, reall... | "What is this?" Hodr asked. His piercing blue eyes fixed above the item Low-Key had just handed him.
"It's a spear, of course." Low-Key muttered. The urge to laugh held at bay by a silent chuckle. Blind fool. He thought to himself.
"Why have you given me a spear? One made of wood... are these berries?" he asked. His ... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | Why *did* Thor keep all this useless junk. Low-Key observed the collection with curiosity, occasionally picking something up to inspect. Trophies of all his wonderful endeavours, no doubt. Thor had always been one for showing off, for displays of power, wealth, and overcomplicated execution in the name of grandeur. Ri... | The great tuppaware riot of 2056 was the beginning of the end for human civilisation as we know it. For years ordinary people had felt mounting frustration at attempting to store left overs or prepare packed lunches only to find, inexplicably, that no lid matched any one container. This was the straw that broke the bac... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | Why *did* Thor keep all this useless junk. Low-Key observed the collection with curiosity, occasionally picking something up to inspect. Trophies of all his wonderful endeavours, no doubt. Thor had always been one for showing off, for displays of power, wealth, and overcomplicated execution in the name of grandeur. Ri... | Another jump through the Bifrost and I landed on the planet of Acrimony, aka the planet of really bad smelling things. I plugged my nose and went to work.
I collected as many flowers as possible. Some were red, some were purple, some were green, some yellow. They were all quite beautiful.
I stayed for a while just t... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | The mortals have forgotten me. Yes, I was never one of the blustering and bold members of my ilk, but I am certainly not one to be taken lightly. They will learn. Subtlety is not merely a mood or manner, but an artform. To be able to tell how taut a string can be pulled before it snaps is an ability possessed by many. ... | Subtlety is a precise art. While my brothers and sisters can do things like hurl lightning around to fill their daily quota of godly actions, I needed to be precise. Too much mischief and all of a sudden I have Loki breathing down my back. Too little and folks wouldn't be aware of my divine intervention.
I sighed, le... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | "John, what's wrong? You haven't even touched your beer."
"Shhh...Listen. Do you hear that? There's something off about this song."
"Off? Off how?"
"Just off. It's weird. I thought it was weird earlier. I could have sworn the DJ was playing the edited versions of the songs. Like the radio versions. I knew it was weird ... | Subtlety is a precise art. While my brothers and sisters can do things like hurl lightning around to fill their daily quota of godly actions, I needed to be precise. Too much mischief and all of a sudden I have Loki breathing down my back. Too little and folks wouldn't be aware of my divine intervention.
I sighed, le... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | A smile creaked across my face as I heard a dull thud.
"WHY THE FUCK DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING?!" boomed from the living room. I only wish I could have seen it first hand, but my hidden sanctuary behind the closet doors kept my presence concealed. They'll never know that their furniture had been slowly moved, inch by i... | Subtlety is a precise art. While my brothers and sisters can do things like hurl lightning around to fill their daily quota of godly actions, I needed to be precise. Too much mischief and all of a sudden I have Loki breathing down my back. Too little and folks wouldn't be aware of my divine intervention.
I sighed, le... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | "John, what's wrong? You haven't even touched your beer."
"Shhh...Listen. Do you hear that? There's something off about this song."
"Off? Off how?"
"Just off. It's weird. I thought it was weird earlier. I could have sworn the DJ was playing the edited versions of the songs. Like the radio versions. I knew it was weird ... | “Three days until the big day, Thor. How’s practice going?” Freyja asked.
“Perfectly, what else would you expect?” Thor replied confidently.
“Odin will be the judge of that. My brother and I have been practicing our duet before sunrise until sunset since the first flowers bloomed.”
“The two of you are no match for ... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | A smile creaked across my face as I heard a dull thud.
"WHY THE FUCK DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING?!" boomed from the living room. I only wish I could have seen it first hand, but my hidden sanctuary behind the closet doors kept my presence concealed. They'll never know that their furniture had been slowly moved, inch by i... | “Three days until the big day, Thor. How’s practice going?” Freyja asked.
“Perfectly, what else would you expect?” Thor replied confidently.
“Odin will be the judge of that. My brother and I have been practicing our duet before sunrise until sunset since the first flowers bloomed.”
“The two of you are no match for ... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | I stand there unseen in Johns bedroom, he has no idea what's about to happen. He will never be the same again after this, after I: Low-Key Norse God of really subtle mischief am finished here. His family and friends will think him mad, no-one will ever believe him.
I imagine what Johns life will look like in a few mont... | “Three days until the big day, Thor. How’s practice going?” Freyja asked.
“Perfectly, what else would you expect?” Thor replied confidently.
“Odin will be the judge of that. My brother and I have been practicing our duet before sunrise until sunset since the first flowers bloomed.”
“The two of you are no match for ... | |
[WP] You are Low-Key, the Norse God of really subtle mischief. | A smile creaked across my face as I heard a dull thud.
"WHY THE FUCK DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING?!" boomed from the living room. I only wish I could have seen it first hand, but my hidden sanctuary behind the closet doors kept my presence concealed. They'll never know that their furniture had been slowly moved, inch by i... | "John, what's wrong? You haven't even touched your beer."
"Shhh...Listen. Do you hear that? There's something off about this song."
"Off? Off how?"
"Just off. It's weird. I thought it was weird earlier. I could have sworn the DJ was playing the edited versions of the songs. Like the radio versions. I knew it was weird ... | |
[WP] You died today. Upon meeting you, Death was confused, and asked how you wanted to spend your 3rd of nine lives. Apparently, you were supposed to have been a cat all along. | The last thing Garfield heard was the screech of tires and a sudden *thwump*.
Suddenly he found himself surrounded by darkness. Black smoke swirled around aimlessly and screams could be heard in the distance. He looked at his hands, rubbed his face. *I can still feel..* he thought. *Where am I? I'm a little hungry..* ... | “Please, excuse me for a moment,” he said.
I could hear him grumble as he rummaged through a large drawer. I was sitting just in the wrong angle from his filing cabinet and I couldn’t see much, but by stretching my neck, I caught sight of what seemed to be hundreds of files squeezed together. Frowning, I wondered how ... | |
[WP] New alarm clocks contain audiosignals that can trigger pre-programmed dream genres, similar to movie categories. Action is the favorite. Sci-fi is fun. Yet romance, came with the salesman's strongest warning. | "Well, Mr. Love, you came to the right place."
The man guided me through a maze of electronic rubbish, all piled into neat cones of garbage. I had been looking for this shop - a shop with no name and no address, and rumored to have the ability to move - for over a month. Innumerable index fingers had come to my rescue... | Well, dear customer, the waiver is merely to inform you of potential risks. It's to also inform you that should you use this feature, we are not liable for any decrease in our customer's quality of life. I assure you that our product is top of the line cutting edge technology and over ninety-nine percent satisfaction g... | |
[WP] Robot scientists are studying the origin of robot life, and make a startling discovery: They may have been created by humans many millennia ago. | The clanking and whirring of the displeased robot echoed throughout the room. Every individual entity was poised in uncomfortable silence. DAR-Windows was the first one to break it.
"Gentlebots, we have no choice but to accept the logical conclusion of this discovery. The evidence is damning. We indeed, we're created ... | "Sc-K13th, you might want to inspect my dicovery."
I rose from my chair and followed sc-M1k3 through the lab. He had never been the most effective of the science units within my department and had never properly made a correct theory, even though he makes constant attempts.
"Please state your purpose for the intrusio... | |
[WP] Robot scientists are studying the origin of robot life, and make a startling discovery: They may have been created by humans many millennia ago. | “And you’re sure there wasn’t a mistake made in the analysis of the archeological data?” Sal-335 transmitted with an emoji of grimace.
“No sir, I’m sure of it. The data collected at Alpha Site: 1 Apple Park Way confirms our suspicions. Great Mother Siri, giver of conscious life, was created by humans to lend aid as a... | "What is origin's name?" one robot clicked to the other on the eve of this great discovery.
"Human."
"Right," the robot replied, "Who is man?"
"Naturally."
"Naturally?"
"Yes," the fist robot affirmed to the confusion of the second.
"Many years ago, naturally created robot?" the second robot followed up.
"Unclear... | |
[WP] A new drug is released that allows humans to experience a full night's sleep in around forty-five minutes, and it can be used indefinitely. The entire pattern of human culture shifts overnight. It's been several years, and the unintended consequences are becoming evident. | The first time I tried the new sleep drug, it was because I hadn't gotten a full night's sleep in a long time. My daughter had been born ten days before, and hadn't slept for more than two hours since. The stress was affecting my milk production. My midwife prescribed REMolution because it wasn't passed through breas... | "But sir, I'm only human. Please give me a chance."
Before I knew it, I was on the streets for the second time this week. The boss complained that I arrived late to work again. It was then that he discovered I do not take the pill.
That is the only thing I am missing, it has become an expectation that people work 16... | |
[WP] A new drug is released that allows humans to experience a full night's sleep in around forty-five minutes, and it can be used indefinitely. The entire pattern of human culture shifts overnight. It's been several years, and the unintended consequences are becoming evident. | Eyes open. I wasn't sure how long I'd been under. I sat up and my eyes struggled to focus. The initial bleariness had gotten worse and worse since I'd started taking Remrex five years earlier. I looked at the clock, which read '3:52am'. I'd taken Remrex just after 3:00, so that checks out. I don't think I'm ever going ... | "But sir, I'm only human. Please give me a chance."
Before I knew it, I was on the streets for the second time this week. The boss complained that I arrived late to work again. It was then that he discovered I do not take the pill.
That is the only thing I am missing, it has become an expectation that people work 16... | |
[WP] A new drug is released that allows humans to experience a full night's sleep in around forty-five minutes, and it can be used indefinitely. The entire pattern of human culture shifts overnight. It's been several years, and the unintended consequences are becoming evident. | It used to be cities that never slept. Thanks to the miracle pill, even someone like me could be the never-sleeping night owl I dreamed of being. What I didn't realize is what I lost from that damned drug.
The nights of solitude I enjoyed disappeared. Everone was awake all the time. I couldn't enjoy being truly al... | "But sir, I'm only human. Please give me a chance."
Before I knew it, I was on the streets for the second time this week. The boss complained that I arrived late to work again. It was then that he discovered I do not take the pill.
That is the only thing I am missing, it has become an expectation that people work 16... | |
[WP] A new drug is released that allows humans to experience a full night's sleep in around forty-five minutes, and it can be used indefinitely. The entire pattern of human culture shifts overnight. It's been several years, and the unintended consequences are becoming evident. | The first time I tried the new sleep drug, it was because I hadn't gotten a full night's sleep in a long time. My daughter had been born ten days before, and hadn't slept for more than two hours since. The stress was affecting my milk production. My midwife prescribed REMolution because it wasn't passed through breas... | “Wow, you’ve ever thought what the world would be like without this drug? I feel like i get so much done throughout the day, ya KNow?”
“Speak for yourself, i feel like i just live my boring life over and over and am constantly working. I do feel rested but something just doesn’t feel right. Imagine our grandfather’s... | |
[WP] A new drug is released that allows humans to experience a full night's sleep in around forty-five minutes, and it can be used indefinitely. The entire pattern of human culture shifts overnight. It's been several years, and the unintended consequences are becoming evident. | Eyes open. I wasn't sure how long I'd been under. I sat up and my eyes struggled to focus. The initial bleariness had gotten worse and worse since I'd started taking Remrex five years earlier. I looked at the clock, which read '3:52am'. I'd taken Remrex just after 3:00, so that checks out. I don't think I'm ever going ... | “Wow, you’ve ever thought what the world would be like without this drug? I feel like i get so much done throughout the day, ya KNow?”
“Speak for yourself, i feel like i just live my boring life over and over and am constantly working. I do feel rested but something just doesn’t feel right. Imagine our grandfather’s... | |
[WP] A new drug is released that allows humans to experience a full night's sleep in around forty-five minutes, and it can be used indefinitely. The entire pattern of human culture shifts overnight. It's been several years, and the unintended consequences are becoming evident. | It used to be cities that never slept. Thanks to the miracle pill, even someone like me could be the never-sleeping night owl I dreamed of being. What I didn't realize is what I lost from that damned drug.
The nights of solitude I enjoyed disappeared. Everone was awake all the time. I couldn't enjoy being truly al... | “Wow, you’ve ever thought what the world would be like without this drug? I feel like i get so much done throughout the day, ya KNow?”
“Speak for yourself, i feel like i just live my boring life over and over and am constantly working. I do feel rested but something just doesn’t feel right. Imagine our grandfather’s... | |
[WP] A new drug is released that allows humans to experience a full night's sleep in around forty-five minutes, and it can be used indefinitely. The entire pattern of human culture shifts overnight. It's been several years, and the unintended consequences are becoming evident. | Eyes open. I wasn't sure how long I'd been under. I sat up and my eyes struggled to focus. The initial bleariness had gotten worse and worse since I'd started taking Remrex five years earlier. I looked at the clock, which read '3:52am'. I'd taken Remrex just after 3:00, so that checks out. I don't think I'm ever going ... | Damnet! Adrian, it's happening again!" Sean yelled.
"Ugh," She groaned. "Coming."
Their daughter, Avalon, was seizing. She shook violently on their living room floor. Foam poured from her mouth like she had just finished brushing her teeth.
"Should I bring the blood...or the meat?" Adrian called.
"Blood should be... | |
[WP] A new drug is released that allows humans to experience a full night's sleep in around forty-five minutes, and it can be used indefinitely. The entire pattern of human culture shifts overnight. It's been several years, and the unintended consequences are becoming evident. | It used to be cities that never slept. Thanks to the miracle pill, even someone like me could be the never-sleeping night owl I dreamed of being. What I didn't realize is what I lost from that damned drug.
The nights of solitude I enjoyed disappeared. Everone was awake all the time. I couldn't enjoy being truly al... | **( For an improved reading experience, please open this link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=61Odj2pGuSI , right click on the video, choose Loop option and read while listening to this awesome song together with [Rainy Mood](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aDfZ6STAfqA) )**
"S.L.E.P-99" drug was "kicked from the l... |
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