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[WP] You created an A.I. design to make money at any cost, and gave him 1000 dollars to start. Entering a cryogenic chamber you tell the A.I. "wake me up when I am the richest person in the world...". After an unknown amount of time, you wake up... | Man, was I happy my master pre-configured a default wake-up time. He gave me a task. Take a thousand dollars, he said. Wake me up when I'm the richest man alive, he said. Then he froze himself in a cryo chamber. That idiot.
My master really didn't give this much thought.
To play the market, you need to have much more... | ...dripping wet. You press a button on the inside of your capsule and the hatch opens. Struggling to get up, you step out and then fall. Through haggard breaths, you rise slowly. You begin stretching, easing your muscles back into rhythm.
You grab a towel and dry yourself. Patting yourself down, you see an open comput... | |
[WP] You created an A.I. design to make money at any cost, and gave him 1000 dollars to start. Entering a cryogenic chamber you tell the A.I. "wake me up when I am the richest person in the world...". After an unknown amount of time, you wake up... | I blinked three times and moved my arms to check for motor function, everything seemed to be in order. I called out to Roskilly, my magic money making AI.
“Roskilly! Tell me, am I rich beyond my wildest dreams?” I asked as I stumbled into a room that seemed hardly any different
“Mr. H, indeed you are! You have just p... | ...dripping wet. You press a button on the inside of your capsule and the hatch opens. Struggling to get up, you step out and then fall. Through haggard breaths, you rise slowly. You begin stretching, easing your muscles back into rhythm.
You grab a towel and dry yourself. Patting yourself down, you see an open comput... | |
[WP] You created an A.I. design to make money at any cost, and gave him 1000 dollars to start. Entering a cryogenic chamber you tell the A.I. "wake me up when I am the richest person in the world...". After an unknown amount of time, you wake up... | This seems wrong.
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For one, I didn't expect alarms when I woke up.
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I guess that separates me from the rest of humanity who wakes up every day.
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I also didn't expect the glass case of my cryo-chamber to be shattered.
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I thought when I awoke there would be masses o... | ...dripping wet. You press a button on the inside of your capsule and the hatch opens. Struggling to get up, you step out and then fall. Through haggard breaths, you rise slowly. You begin stretching, easing your muscles back into rhythm.
You grab a towel and dry yourself. Patting yourself down, you see an open comput... | |
[WP] You created an A.I. design to make money at any cost, and gave him 1000 dollars to start. Entering a cryogenic chamber you tell the A.I. "wake me up when I am the richest person in the world...". After an unknown amount of time, you wake up... | I blinked three times and moved my arms to check for motor function, everything seemed to be in order. I called out to Roskilly, my magic money making AI.
“Roskilly! Tell me, am I rich beyond my wildest dreams?” I asked as I stumbled into a room that seemed hardly any different
“Mr. H, indeed you are! You have just p... | Man, was I happy my master pre-configured a default wake-up time. He gave me a task. Take a thousand dollars, he said. Wake me up when I'm the richest man alive, he said. Then he froze himself in a cryo chamber. That idiot.
My master really didn't give this much thought.
To play the market, you need to have much more... | |
[WP] You created an A.I. design to make money at any cost, and gave him 1000 dollars to start. Entering a cryogenic chamber you tell the A.I. "wake me up when I am the richest person in the world...". After an unknown amount of time, you wake up... | The room was bathed in green, and as I slowly rose I came two realisations, one was that there were no green lights fitted in the room and the second that it was being caused by daylight flooding in from a crack in the ceiling, filtered through the dense foliage in the room.
After a few minutes the effects of the cry... | A bright light blinded me as I looked up from my chamber. I quickly blocked the light with my hands. After a while, the light stopped shining, so I put my hands down and took a deep breath. For me, it felt as if only a second went by, but how much time has actually passed since I froze myself?
'Good morning sir, hope ... | |
[WP] You created an A.I. design to make money at any cost, and gave him 1000 dollars to start. Entering a cryogenic chamber you tell the A.I. "wake me up when I am the richest person in the world...". After an unknown amount of time, you wake up... | "Ugh. I suppose I'm not surprised that I'd manage to be tired even after a cryogenic sleep."
I rubbed my eyes, trying and failing to feel a little more refreshed. I looked around the room, noting the differences in the chamber, which didn't even look like the same chamber, now that i looked closer. Good replica though... | A bright light blinded me as I looked up from my chamber. I quickly blocked the light with my hands. After a while, the light stopped shining, so I put my hands down and took a deep breath. For me, it felt as if only a second went by, but how much time has actually passed since I froze myself?
'Good morning sir, hope ... | |
[WP] You created an A.I. design to make money at any cost, and gave him 1000 dollars to start. Entering a cryogenic chamber you tell the A.I. "wake me up when I am the richest person in the world...". After an unknown amount of time, you wake up... | "Ugh. I suppose I'm not surprised that I'd manage to be tired even after a cryogenic sleep."
I rubbed my eyes, trying and failing to feel a little more refreshed. I looked around the room, noting the differences in the chamber, which didn't even look like the same chamber, now that i looked closer. Good replica though... | I dreamed; I didn't think I'd dream. It wasn't a restful sleep - more like a lucid nightmare. Sounds exploded around me - sometimes they were bombs, sometimes earthquakes, gunshots, bodies hitting the ground behind me. I ran through my nightmares like a hunted child.
Cold woke me. It took a while. My dreams were... | |
[WP] You created an A.I. design to make money at any cost, and gave him 1000 dollars to start. Entering a cryogenic chamber you tell the A.I. "wake me up when I am the richest person in the world...". After an unknown amount of time, you wake up... | "Ugh. I suppose I'm not surprised that I'd manage to be tired even after a cryogenic sleep."
I rubbed my eyes, trying and failing to feel a little more refreshed. I looked around the room, noting the differences in the chamber, which didn't even look like the same chamber, now that i looked closer. Good replica though... | It's only been ten months. I had set the AI to find the fastest solution possible, but I was expecting a few years at least. I opened up a browser and logged into my bank accounts. $12.00 Not even enough for a celebratory steak dinner! I checked the account history. At one point my bank balance had been in the tens of ... | |
[WP] You created an A.I. design to make money at any cost, and gave him 1000 dollars to start. Entering a cryogenic chamber you tell the A.I. "wake me up when I am the richest person in the world...". After an unknown amount of time, you wake up... | "Wake me up when I am the richest person in the world," I told them A.I.
The door on the pod swings shut slowly as the cryogenic process begins.
I wonder what the future will hold.
How long will I sleep?
Did I set the parameters correctly?
Will I dream while in cryo?
Will I ever wake up?
Idle thoughts rush thro... | It's only been ten months. I had set the AI to find the fastest solution possible, but I was expecting a few years at least. I opened up a browser and logged into my bank accounts. $12.00 Not even enough for a celebratory steak dinner! I checked the account history. At one point my bank balance had been in the tens of ... | |
[WP] You created an A.I. design to make money at any cost, and gave him 1000 dollars to start. Entering a cryogenic chamber you tell the A.I. "wake me up when I am the richest person in the world...". After an unknown amount of time, you wake up... | "Wake me up when I am the richest person in the world," I told them A.I.
The door on the pod swings shut slowly as the cryogenic process begins.
I wonder what the future will hold.
How long will I sleep?
Did I set the parameters correctly?
Will I dream while in cryo?
Will I ever wake up?
Idle thoughts rush thro... | You blink, eyelids still heavy with the frost from your cryogenically induced slumber. The bunker is just as you left it, save for the electronic counter with a readout of your a.i.’s progress. As your vision lands on it you’re left in a state of utter confusion, the board has only a single number; ‘0’.
You call out to... | |
[WP] You created an A.I. design to make money at any cost, and gave him 1000 dollars to start. Entering a cryogenic chamber you tell the A.I. "wake me up when I am the richest person in the world...". After an unknown amount of time, you wake up... | "Did you succeed?" are the first words I muttered, as soon as I could finally gather enough of my mind to be able to formulate words. Cryogenic sleep is a bitch, that's for sure. Being frozen takes its toll.
I looked around again, and finally realized it. The chambers I woke up in were not the same chambers I fell as... | You blink, eyelids still heavy with the frost from your cryogenically induced slumber. The bunker is just as you left it, save for the electronic counter with a readout of your a.i.’s progress. As your vision lands on it you’re left in a state of utter confusion, the board has only a single number; ‘0’.
You call out to... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | ***”Greetings.”***
Patrick slowly raised his head and saw a mysterious figure in the middle distance, “Uh, hi?”
***”I am Trivia, you may have the misconception that I am ^the ^God ^of ^where ^three ^roads ^meet , but rather I am the deity of knowledge.”***
“I’m... in the *Greek* afterlife?” Patrick blinked befuddled... | I had woken blind to the sound of waves crashing. The salty wind engulfed my senses, blowing sand into every crevice of my body, scraping every inch of my skin. Then, a sudden hush as though I had plunged and laid down on the deepest trench of an ocean. For an hour, I was still and silent, not hot nor cold. I felt str... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | I’m floating in nothingness.
I feel a...body?...containing me.
Darkness surrounds me.
Enveloping me.
Becoming me...
—-
**You believed in nothing.**
I did?
**You saw through the lies.**
*Lies?*
What lies?
**Be at peace an observe.**
—-
I see a thin, vertical line in the distance.
A line s... | I had woken blind to the sound of waves crashing. The salty wind engulfed my senses, blowing sand into every crevice of my body, scraping every inch of my skin. Then, a sudden hush as though I had plunged and laid down on the deepest trench of an ocean. For an hour, I was still and silent, not hot nor cold. I felt str... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | Finally, the pain was gone. He relished the slip into the black because--
He opened his eyes, frowned and moved his head left to right. Then he touched his neck, feeling up and down, running his hands all over his completely whole neck. He looked down and saw himself looking completely whole and in one piece from what... | I had woken blind to the sound of waves crashing. The salty wind engulfed my senses, blowing sand into every crevice of my body, scraping every inch of my skin. Then, a sudden hush as though I had plunged and laid down on the deepest trench of an ocean. For an hour, I was still and silent, not hot nor cold. I felt str... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | He opened his eyes, but that didn't seem to make any difference. His throat was dry and he swallowed hard to try and remedy this. Slowly he rose from the hard surface he had been lying on and realised it was made of rock. He blinked several times as if doing so might illuminate a scene out of the darkness.
The darknes... | I had woken blind to the sound of waves crashing. The salty wind engulfed my senses, blowing sand into every crevice of my body, scraping every inch of my skin. Then, a sudden hush as though I had plunged and laid down on the deepest trench of an ocean. For an hour, I was still and silent, not hot nor cold. I felt str... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | Bill's family surrounds him at his final moments. The things he survived was enough for at least 4 lifetimes.
He served in both the Pacific and German theaters in WWII.
He killed many German officers in the German theater, then he went over to Japan and did the same. There, he met a woman who was being kept for pros... | I had woken blind to the sound of waves crashing. The salty wind engulfed my senses, blowing sand into every crevice of my body, scraping every inch of my skin. Then, a sudden hush as though I had plunged and laid down on the deepest trench of an ocean. For an hour, I was still and silent, not hot nor cold. I felt str... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | Wow, life went by so fast, so boring too, my name is Aiden Lindsay and I was an atheist all of my life. When I was a kid, did kid stuff, when I was a teen did teen stuff, my life was not very interesting up until the point I died. I joined the army at the age of 18 wanting to serve my country. I made some friends i... | I had woken blind to the sound of waves crashing. The salty wind engulfed my senses, blowing sand into every crevice of my body, scraping every inch of my skin. Then, a sudden hush as though I had plunged and laid down on the deepest trench of an ocean. For an hour, I was still and silent, not hot nor cold. I felt str... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | Sorry for any formatting errors. This is my first time posting a story off the top of my head.
In the darkness there loomed two glowing orbs shinning like an iridescent rainbow blinking in and out of existence. "Existence? No, there is supposed to be nothing here. I am dead...how am I still me, still conscious?"... | I had woken blind to the sound of waves crashing. The salty wind engulfed my senses, blowing sand into every crevice of my body, scraping every inch of my skin. Then, a sudden hush as though I had plunged and laid down on the deepest trench of an ocean. For an hour, I was still and silent, not hot nor cold. I felt str... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | “All units, 10-34 on Desmond Park, proceed with caution” dispatch calls
I said “10-4” as me and the rookie, Private Choi, ditch our coffees and run into our cruiser.
“Sergeant, 10-34 means riot right?” Choi asks,
“Yes rookie, aren’t you the top student from the academy? Why are you asking?”
“Well, you see Sarge... | I had woken blind to the sound of waves crashing. The salty wind engulfed my senses, blowing sand into every crevice of my body, scraping every inch of my skin. Then, a sudden hush as though I had plunged and laid down on the deepest trench of an ocean. For an hour, I was still and silent, not hot nor cold. I felt str... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | I open my eyes.
Me, a dead woman, opens her eyes.
I look around and see others, all collecting a ticket from a man cloaked in black.
I go up too, without thinking.
The scrap of paper resembles a ticket, but with an odd word on it.
'*Clartavoz*'
A young boy, around 13 or so, appears in front of me. He is... | I had woken blind to the sound of waves crashing. The salty wind engulfed my senses, blowing sand into every crevice of my body, scraping every inch of my skin. Then, a sudden hush as though I had plunged and laid down on the deepest trench of an ocean. For an hour, I was still and silent, not hot nor cold. I felt str... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | Adam’s headache was severe, but brief. It lasted just long enough for his brain to process the signal and to interpret it as pain. Fortunately for his comfort and unfortunately in every other sense, the cinderblock which caused his headache finished crushing his skull immediately after this. He had just been fired from... | I had woken blind to the sound of waves crashing. The salty wind engulfed my senses, blowing sand into every crevice of my body, scraping every inch of my skin. Then, a sudden hush as though I had plunged and laid down on the deepest trench of an ocean. For an hour, I was still and silent, not hot nor cold. I felt str... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | I woke up to shouting, with my cheek cold from the floor of the subway station
"Meredith, Daughter of Toronto! Hail!"
Forcing my eyes open, I saw the shouts issuing from a short, weathered-looking old woman. She wore a bearskin as a coat, and a crown of deer antlers. I could see dozens of fur-clad people behind her... | I had woken blind to the sound of waves crashing. The salty wind engulfed my senses, blowing sand into every crevice of my body, scraping every inch of my skin. Then, a sudden hush as though I had plunged and laid down on the deepest trench of an ocean. For an hour, I was still and silent, not hot nor cold. I felt str... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | A noisemaker blares, and I groggily open my eyes. It sounds like a 5 year old's birthday party in here.
Wait, where is "here"?
Sitting up, my eyes focus on a small group of men dressed in loincloths, holding noisemakers and blowing them over and over again. I'm sitting on a bed of springy moss in a sun-drenched clear... | I had woken blind to the sound of waves crashing. The salty wind engulfed my senses, blowing sand into every crevice of my body, scraping every inch of my skin. Then, a sudden hush as though I had plunged and laid down on the deepest trench of an ocean. For an hour, I was still and silent, not hot nor cold. I felt str... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | "EAT UP!"
Egil was determined, but I had eaten my fill and had quite enough to drink after the first flagon. The mead wasn't even that good, but then again it was... quite an old recipe.
Really, as long as I focused on little things like that, I reasoned I could probably get used to it. Yes. Focus on the mead, and no... | I had woken blind to the sound of waves crashing. The salty wind engulfed my senses, blowing sand into every crevice of my body, scraping every inch of my skin. Then, a sudden hush as though I had plunged and laid down on the deepest trench of an ocean. For an hour, I was still and silent, not hot nor cold. I felt str... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | I woke up at least 40 years younger than I was on my deathbed. The white, sterile walls of the hospital were now replaced with the white, sterile floors of this primordial palace. An endless expanse of people lined up in single file stretched out before me, and I was coincidentally at the end of it. Go figure, I though... | I had woken blind to the sound of waves crashing. The salty wind engulfed my senses, blowing sand into every crevice of my body, scraping every inch of my skin. Then, a sudden hush as though I had plunged and laid down on the deepest trench of an ocean. For an hour, I was still and silent, not hot nor cold. I felt str... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | There is a burning bush in front of me and it speaks.
“I am Saint Peter, the keeper of the Keys of The Kingdom of Heaven. Kneel before me!” the burning bush booms booms.
“Get the fuck outta here!” I strike my ‘you bitch’ pose and clap hands. “First stroke, and now this. Screw my life.”
I died an hour ago. They’re st... | I had woken blind to the sound of waves crashing. The salty wind engulfed my senses, blowing sand into every crevice of my body, scraping every inch of my skin. Then, a sudden hush as though I had plunged and laid down on the deepest trench of an ocean. For an hour, I was still and silent, not hot nor cold. I felt str... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | Finally, the pain was gone. He relished the slip into the black because--
He opened his eyes, frowned and moved his head left to right. Then he touched his neck, feeling up and down, running his hands all over his completely whole neck. He looked down and saw himself looking completely whole and in one piece from what... | I stood upon the Plains of Limbo, a glowing field of grass, endless and spanning to the horizon in all directions. The sky before me was bright, a radiant sunrise of golden ribbons reaching out between fluffy, sliver clouds.
Behind me, I knew, was a dark and stormy sunset, heavy leaden clouds and creeping darkness.
... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | He opened his eyes, but that didn't seem to make any difference. His throat was dry and he swallowed hard to try and remedy this. Slowly he rose from the hard surface he had been lying on and realised it was made of rock. He blinked several times as if doing so might illuminate a scene out of the darkness.
The darknes... | I stood upon the Plains of Limbo, a glowing field of grass, endless and spanning to the horizon in all directions. The sky before me was bright, a radiant sunrise of golden ribbons reaching out between fluffy, sliver clouds.
Behind me, I knew, was a dark and stormy sunset, heavy leaden clouds and creeping darkness.
... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | Wow, life went by so fast, so boring too, my name is Aiden Lindsay and I was an atheist all of my life. When I was a kid, did kid stuff, when I was a teen did teen stuff, my life was not very interesting up until the point I died. I joined the army at the age of 18 wanting to serve my country. I made some friends i... | I stood upon the Plains of Limbo, a glowing field of grass, endless and spanning to the horizon in all directions. The sky before me was bright, a radiant sunrise of golden ribbons reaching out between fluffy, sliver clouds.
Behind me, I knew, was a dark and stormy sunset, heavy leaden clouds and creeping darkness.
... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | I woke up to shouting, with my cheek cold from the floor of the subway station
"Meredith, Daughter of Toronto! Hail!"
Forcing my eyes open, I saw the shouts issuing from a short, weathered-looking old woman. She wore a bearskin as a coat, and a crown of deer antlers. I could see dozens of fur-clad people behind her... | I stood upon the Plains of Limbo, a glowing field of grass, endless and spanning to the horizon in all directions. The sky before me was bright, a radiant sunrise of golden ribbons reaching out between fluffy, sliver clouds.
Behind me, I knew, was a dark and stormy sunset, heavy leaden clouds and creeping darkness.
... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | He opened his eyes, but that didn't seem to make any difference. His throat was dry and he swallowed hard to try and remedy this. Slowly he rose from the hard surface he had been lying on and realised it was made of rock. He blinked several times as if doing so might illuminate a scene out of the darkness.
The darknes... | ***”Greetings.”***
Patrick slowly raised his head and saw a mysterious figure in the middle distance, “Uh, hi?”
***”I am Trivia, you may have the misconception that I am ^the ^God ^of ^where ^three ^roads ^meet , but rather I am the deity of knowledge.”***
“I’m... in the *Greek* afterlife?” Patrick blinked befuddled... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | Wow, life went by so fast, so boring too, my name is Aiden Lindsay and I was an atheist all of my life. When I was a kid, did kid stuff, when I was a teen did teen stuff, my life was not very interesting up until the point I died. I joined the army at the age of 18 wanting to serve my country. I made some friends i... | ***”Greetings.”***
Patrick slowly raised his head and saw a mysterious figure in the middle distance, “Uh, hi?”
***”I am Trivia, you may have the misconception that I am ^the ^God ^of ^where ^three ^roads ^meet , but rather I am the deity of knowledge.”***
“I’m... in the *Greek* afterlife?” Patrick blinked befuddled... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | I open my eyes.
Me, a dead woman, opens her eyes.
I look around and see others, all collecting a ticket from a man cloaked in black.
I go up too, without thinking.
The scrap of paper resembles a ticket, but with an odd word on it.
'*Clartavoz*'
A young boy, around 13 or so, appears in front of me. He is... | ***”Greetings.”***
Patrick slowly raised his head and saw a mysterious figure in the middle distance, “Uh, hi?”
***”I am Trivia, you may have the misconception that I am ^the ^God ^of ^where ^three ^roads ^meet , but rather I am the deity of knowledge.”***
“I’m... in the *Greek* afterlife?” Patrick blinked befuddled... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | I woke up to shouting, with my cheek cold from the floor of the subway station
"Meredith, Daughter of Toronto! Hail!"
Forcing my eyes open, I saw the shouts issuing from a short, weathered-looking old woman. She wore a bearskin as a coat, and a crown of deer antlers. I could see dozens of fur-clad people behind her... | ***”Greetings.”***
Patrick slowly raised his head and saw a mysterious figure in the middle distance, “Uh, hi?”
***”I am Trivia, you may have the misconception that I am ^the ^God ^of ^where ^three ^roads ^meet , but rather I am the deity of knowledge.”***
“I’m... in the *Greek* afterlife?” Patrick blinked befuddled... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | He opened his eyes, but that didn't seem to make any difference. His throat was dry and he swallowed hard to try and remedy this. Slowly he rose from the hard surface he had been lying on and realised it was made of rock. He blinked several times as if doing so might illuminate a scene out of the darkness.
The darknes... | I’m floating in nothingness.
I feel a...body?...containing me.
Darkness surrounds me.
Enveloping me.
Becoming me...
—-
**You believed in nothing.**
I did?
**You saw through the lies.**
*Lies?*
What lies?
**Be at peace an observe.**
—-
I see a thin, vertical line in the distance.
A line s... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | Wow, life went by so fast, so boring too, my name is Aiden Lindsay and I was an atheist all of my life. When I was a kid, did kid stuff, when I was a teen did teen stuff, my life was not very interesting up until the point I died. I joined the army at the age of 18 wanting to serve my country. I made some friends i... | I’m floating in nothingness.
I feel a...body?...containing me.
Darkness surrounds me.
Enveloping me.
Becoming me...
—-
**You believed in nothing.**
I did?
**You saw through the lies.**
*Lies?*
What lies?
**Be at peace an observe.**
—-
I see a thin, vertical line in the distance.
A line s... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | I open my eyes.
Me, a dead woman, opens her eyes.
I look around and see others, all collecting a ticket from a man cloaked in black.
I go up too, without thinking.
The scrap of paper resembles a ticket, but with an odd word on it.
'*Clartavoz*'
A young boy, around 13 or so, appears in front of me. He is... | I’m floating in nothingness.
I feel a...body?...containing me.
Darkness surrounds me.
Enveloping me.
Becoming me...
—-
**You believed in nothing.**
I did?
**You saw through the lies.**
*Lies?*
What lies?
**Be at peace an observe.**
—-
I see a thin, vertical line in the distance.
A line s... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | I woke up to shouting, with my cheek cold from the floor of the subway station
"Meredith, Daughter of Toronto! Hail!"
Forcing my eyes open, I saw the shouts issuing from a short, weathered-looking old woman. She wore a bearskin as a coat, and a crown of deer antlers. I could see dozens of fur-clad people behind her... | I’m floating in nothingness.
I feel a...body?...containing me.
Darkness surrounds me.
Enveloping me.
Becoming me...
—-
**You believed in nothing.**
I did?
**You saw through the lies.**
*Lies?*
What lies?
**Be at peace an observe.**
—-
I see a thin, vertical line in the distance.
A line s... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | Wow, life went by so fast, so boring too, my name is Aiden Lindsay and I was an atheist all of my life. When I was a kid, did kid stuff, when I was a teen did teen stuff, my life was not very interesting up until the point I died. I joined the army at the age of 18 wanting to serve my country. I made some friends i... | Finally, the pain was gone. He relished the slip into the black because--
He opened his eyes, frowned and moved his head left to right. Then he touched his neck, feeling up and down, running his hands all over his completely whole neck. He looked down and saw himself looking completely whole and in one piece from what... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | Wow, life went by so fast, so boring too, my name is Aiden Lindsay and I was an atheist all of my life. When I was a kid, did kid stuff, when I was a teen did teen stuff, my life was not very interesting up until the point I died. I joined the army at the age of 18 wanting to serve my country. I made some friends i... | He opened his eyes, but that didn't seem to make any difference. His throat was dry and he swallowed hard to try and remedy this. Slowly he rose from the hard surface he had been lying on and realised it was made of rock. He blinked several times as if doing so might illuminate a scene out of the darkness.
The darknes... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | I open my eyes.
Me, a dead woman, opens her eyes.
I look around and see others, all collecting a ticket from a man cloaked in black.
I go up too, without thinking.
The scrap of paper resembles a ticket, but with an odd word on it.
'*Clartavoz*'
A young boy, around 13 or so, appears in front of me. He is... | Bill's family surrounds him at his final moments. The things he survived was enough for at least 4 lifetimes.
He served in both the Pacific and German theaters in WWII.
He killed many German officers in the German theater, then he went over to Japan and did the same. There, he met a woman who was being kept for pros... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | I woke up to shouting, with my cheek cold from the floor of the subway station
"Meredith, Daughter of Toronto! Hail!"
Forcing my eyes open, I saw the shouts issuing from a short, weathered-looking old woman. She wore a bearskin as a coat, and a crown of deer antlers. I could see dozens of fur-clad people behind her... | Bill's family surrounds him at his final moments. The things he survived was enough for at least 4 lifetimes.
He served in both the Pacific and German theaters in WWII.
He killed many German officers in the German theater, then he went over to Japan and did the same. There, he met a woman who was being kept for pros... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | A noisemaker blares, and I groggily open my eyes. It sounds like a 5 year old's birthday party in here.
Wait, where is "here"?
Sitting up, my eyes focus on a small group of men dressed in loincloths, holding noisemakers and blowing them over and over again. I'm sitting on a bed of springy moss in a sun-drenched clear... | Bill's family surrounds him at his final moments. The things he survived was enough for at least 4 lifetimes.
He served in both the Pacific and German theaters in WWII.
He killed many German officers in the German theater, then he went over to Japan and did the same. There, he met a woman who was being kept for pros... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | I woke up at least 40 years younger than I was on my deathbed. The white, sterile walls of the hospital were now replaced with the white, sterile floors of this primordial palace. An endless expanse of people lined up in single file stretched out before me, and I was coincidentally at the end of it. Go figure, I though... | Bill's family surrounds him at his final moments. The things he survived was enough for at least 4 lifetimes.
He served in both the Pacific and German theaters in WWII.
He killed many German officers in the German theater, then he went over to Japan and did the same. There, he met a woman who was being kept for pros... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | Adam’s headache was severe, but brief. It lasted just long enough for his brain to process the signal and to interpret it as pain. Fortunately for his comfort and unfortunately in every other sense, the cinderblock which caused his headache finished crushing his skull immediately after this. He had just been fired from... | Sorry for any formatting errors. This is my first time posting a story off the top of my head.
In the darkness there loomed two glowing orbs shinning like an iridescent rainbow blinking in and out of existence. "Existence? No, there is supposed to be nothing here. I am dead...how am I still me, still conscious?"... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | I woke up to shouting, with my cheek cold from the floor of the subway station
"Meredith, Daughter of Toronto! Hail!"
Forcing my eyes open, I saw the shouts issuing from a short, weathered-looking old woman. She wore a bearskin as a coat, and a crown of deer antlers. I could see dozens of fur-clad people behind her... | Sorry for any formatting errors. This is my first time posting a story off the top of my head.
In the darkness there loomed two glowing orbs shinning like an iridescent rainbow blinking in and out of existence. "Existence? No, there is supposed to be nothing here. I am dead...how am I still me, still conscious?"... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | A noisemaker blares, and I groggily open my eyes. It sounds like a 5 year old's birthday party in here.
Wait, where is "here"?
Sitting up, my eyes focus on a small group of men dressed in loincloths, holding noisemakers and blowing them over and over again. I'm sitting on a bed of springy moss in a sun-drenched clear... | Sorry for any formatting errors. This is my first time posting a story off the top of my head.
In the darkness there loomed two glowing orbs shinning like an iridescent rainbow blinking in and out of existence. "Existence? No, there is supposed to be nothing here. I am dead...how am I still me, still conscious?"... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | "EAT UP!"
Egil was determined, but I had eaten my fill and had quite enough to drink after the first flagon. The mead wasn't even that good, but then again it was... quite an old recipe.
Really, as long as I focused on little things like that, I reasoned I could probably get used to it. Yes. Focus on the mead, and no... | Sorry for any formatting errors. This is my first time posting a story off the top of my head.
In the darkness there loomed two glowing orbs shinning like an iridescent rainbow blinking in and out of existence. "Existence? No, there is supposed to be nothing here. I am dead...how am I still me, still conscious?"... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | I woke up at least 40 years younger than I was on my deathbed. The white, sterile walls of the hospital were now replaced with the white, sterile floors of this primordial palace. An endless expanse of people lined up in single file stretched out before me, and I was coincidentally at the end of it. Go figure, I though... | Sorry for any formatting errors. This is my first time posting a story off the top of my head.
In the darkness there loomed two glowing orbs shinning like an iridescent rainbow blinking in and out of existence. "Existence? No, there is supposed to be nothing here. I am dead...how am I still me, still conscious?"... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | Adam’s headache was severe, but brief. It lasted just long enough for his brain to process the signal and to interpret it as pain. Fortunately for his comfort and unfortunately in every other sense, the cinderblock which caused his headache finished crushing his skull immediately after this. He had just been fired from... | “All units, 10-34 on Desmond Park, proceed with caution” dispatch calls
I said “10-4” as me and the rookie, Private Choi, ditch our coffees and run into our cruiser.
“Sergeant, 10-34 means riot right?” Choi asks,
“Yes rookie, aren’t you the top student from the academy? Why are you asking?”
“Well, you see Sarge... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | I woke up to shouting, with my cheek cold from the floor of the subway station
"Meredith, Daughter of Toronto! Hail!"
Forcing my eyes open, I saw the shouts issuing from a short, weathered-looking old woman. She wore a bearskin as a coat, and a crown of deer antlers. I could see dozens of fur-clad people behind her... | “All units, 10-34 on Desmond Park, proceed with caution” dispatch calls
I said “10-4” as me and the rookie, Private Choi, ditch our coffees and run into our cruiser.
“Sergeant, 10-34 means riot right?” Choi asks,
“Yes rookie, aren’t you the top student from the academy? Why are you asking?”
“Well, you see Sarge... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | A noisemaker blares, and I groggily open my eyes. It sounds like a 5 year old's birthday party in here.
Wait, where is "here"?
Sitting up, my eyes focus on a small group of men dressed in loincloths, holding noisemakers and blowing them over and over again. I'm sitting on a bed of springy moss in a sun-drenched clear... | “All units, 10-34 on Desmond Park, proceed with caution” dispatch calls
I said “10-4” as me and the rookie, Private Choi, ditch our coffees and run into our cruiser.
“Sergeant, 10-34 means riot right?” Choi asks,
“Yes rookie, aren’t you the top student from the academy? Why are you asking?”
“Well, you see Sarge... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | I woke up at least 40 years younger than I was on my deathbed. The white, sterile walls of the hospital were now replaced with the white, sterile floors of this primordial palace. An endless expanse of people lined up in single file stretched out before me, and I was coincidentally at the end of it. Go figure, I though... | “All units, 10-34 on Desmond Park, proceed with caution” dispatch calls
I said “10-4” as me and the rookie, Private Choi, ditch our coffees and run into our cruiser.
“Sergeant, 10-34 means riot right?” Choi asks,
“Yes rookie, aren’t you the top student from the academy? Why are you asking?”
“Well, you see Sarge... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | I woke up to shouting, with my cheek cold from the floor of the subway station
"Meredith, Daughter of Toronto! Hail!"
Forcing my eyes open, I saw the shouts issuing from a short, weathered-looking old woman. She wore a bearskin as a coat, and a crown of deer antlers. I could see dozens of fur-clad people behind her... | I open my eyes.
Me, a dead woman, opens her eyes.
I look around and see others, all collecting a ticket from a man cloaked in black.
I go up too, without thinking.
The scrap of paper resembles a ticket, but with an odd word on it.
'*Clartavoz*'
A young boy, around 13 or so, appears in front of me. He is... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | I woke up to shouting, with my cheek cold from the floor of the subway station
"Meredith, Daughter of Toronto! Hail!"
Forcing my eyes open, I saw the shouts issuing from a short, weathered-looking old woman. She wore a bearskin as a coat, and a crown of deer antlers. I could see dozens of fur-clad people behind her... | Adam’s headache was severe, but brief. It lasted just long enough for his brain to process the signal and to interpret it as pain. Fortunately for his comfort and unfortunately in every other sense, the cinderblock which caused his headache finished crushing his skull immediately after this. He had just been fired from... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | A noisemaker blares, and I groggily open my eyes. It sounds like a 5 year old's birthday party in here.
Wait, where is "here"?
Sitting up, my eyes focus on a small group of men dressed in loincloths, holding noisemakers and blowing them over and over again. I'm sitting on a bed of springy moss in a sun-drenched clear... | Adam’s headache was severe, but brief. It lasted just long enough for his brain to process the signal and to interpret it as pain. Fortunately for his comfort and unfortunately in every other sense, the cinderblock which caused his headache finished crushing his skull immediately after this. He had just been fired from... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | I woke up at least 40 years younger than I was on my deathbed. The white, sterile walls of the hospital were now replaced with the white, sterile floors of this primordial palace. An endless expanse of people lined up in single file stretched out before me, and I was coincidentally at the end of it. Go figure, I though... | Adam’s headache was severe, but brief. It lasted just long enough for his brain to process the signal and to interpret it as pain. Fortunately for his comfort and unfortunately in every other sense, the cinderblock which caused his headache finished crushing his skull immediately after this. He had just been fired from... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | There is a burning bush in front of me and it speaks.
“I am Saint Peter, the keeper of the Keys of The Kingdom of Heaven. Kneel before me!” the burning bush booms booms.
“Get the fuck outta here!” I strike my ‘you bitch’ pose and clap hands. “First stroke, and now this. Screw my life.”
I died an hour ago. They’re st... | "and a- spin. the. wheel!" are not the first words i expected to hear waking up today, i open my eyes to se that the room i am in is... shifting. one second its an open field the other an ancient greek temple that looks almost... new, a second look around reveals one object consistent in this everchanging residence a t... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | They never prepare you for the darkness, the cold and unyielding darkness that you are engulfed in when you die. Time is irrelevant, I could have been here for weeks or months. After what seemed like eternity a soft woman's voice declared "Lottery shall begin soon" and series of screens appeared above me. In those scre... | "and a- spin. the. wheel!" are not the first words i expected to hear waking up today, i open my eyes to se that the room i am in is... shifting. one second its an open field the other an ancient greek temple that looks almost... new, a second look around reveals one object consistent in this everchanging residence a t... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | In a realm separated from life, a team of three God's try desperately to cling onto the last threads of their religion. With many former God's flocking to more established group's.
Pacing his room alone, the leader, Pie-Paydos answers the door to greet his loyal friend. Holding a piece of paper containing unusual sym... | "and a- spin. the. wheel!" are not the first words i expected to hear waking up today, i open my eyes to se that the room i am in is... shifting. one second its an open field the other an ancient greek temple that looks almost... new, a second look around reveals one object consistent in this everchanging residence a t... | |
[WP] When an atheist dies, a lottery determines which religion/deity will claim their soul for eternity. You were claimed by a long-forgotten ancient religion, and are the first newcomer to their afterlife in centuries. | Jasons life was never spectacular or filled with religious bickering of who did what, and how good it is. He lived his life like any other - a 9 to 5 job. To and from work on the Southland Boulevard each and every day. The same route, the same walk, the same time and even the same number of footsteps. It was always the... | Getting hit by a bus is a lot like getting hit by a car.
You kind of just die. I don’t know where I’m going with this, sorry - my head’s lying in three different pieces, so cut me a little slack. Here’s what happened.
I got hit by a bus. There was a white light, I went into it, and the world faded away.
When I woke ... | |
[WP] "Cinnamon, chocolate chips, flour, sugar, eggs... This doesn't sound like black magic to me. More like baking" - "Shut up you fool. We aren't here to summon just any ordinary demon from the pits of hell. We are here to summon my grandma. Now draw the damn pentagram already." | A bead of perspiration slipped down my forehead as I watched Jake chanting some unintelligible words. The stuffiness of the room was getting unbearable, and I hoped this would be over soon.
Out of nowhere, the middle of the pentagram erupted in flames. Jake screamed and hopped backwards.
"It's working!" he yelled, cl... | “So boss, why are we doing this again?”
“We’re summoning my grandma. What do you think?”
“Miss her cooking? Your gramps is sad and wants to see her?”
“No and no. Besides my gramps is an asshole.”
“So why-”
“Shut up and just do it.”
*One summonig session later*
“It’s working, it’s working!”
“...What? Where am I?... | |
[WP] When you arrive on the first day of your new job at the local orphanage; the owner of the orphanage makes it clear that the orphans here are not exactly "normal" children. | It was simple: Polly could create portals. Justin could jump like a frog, really high and really far. Amy always hit a target, whether she was throwing a paper airplane or shooting a plastic gun, she never missed. Yet, somehow, Cameron could never remember the abilities that went with each child, only their names, so w... | I pulled up to the depressing looking building with high spirits. This was my first decent paying job, and I couldn't be happier. I stepped put of my old beat up looking car with a stupid grin on my face. The orphanage owner was a sweet middle aged woman, who always wore floral print dresses and black flats.
I opened ... | |
[WP] You wake up in a room lit only by two lanterns by two doors, one door has written “live forever” and the other “die now.” There doesn’t appear to be any other way out. | Jack woke up with a pounding headache. What the hell had happened last night, he wondered, as he slowly sat up and tried to get his bearings. The last thing he remembered was the lights of the dollar store disco ball that one of the guests had brought, slowly turning around the room, with lines dividing the circles o... | [POEM]
Which way left? or witch way right?
One says live and one says die
Feet itch, pitch black and two flames
Lanterns flickering in the night
Live eternal no guarantee
That life will be both good and free
Or instant end to all I know
This is ponder in the glow
Shadows shake and silence echoes
Trapped by choice I ... | |
[WP] You wake to find yourself dead. Died in a car crash, they tell you. As is standard nowadays, a rich person has had your mind uploaded into an android in exchange for permanent servitude. These aren't barbaric times though, you still have the option of oblivion; kill switch is right there. | What? Where am I? How did I get here? Why can't I move my body? Why is everything white? Oh jesus christ am I dead? Is this what the after life is? The last thing I remember I was skydiving off of the coast of Belize and my parachute-
"and your parachute failed and you hit the ocean surface at 200kph which instantly s... | Oh fuck off! Do you really think I drove my car directly into a tree *by accident*?
I'm tired of struggling with depressive episode after depressive episode. (In the words of Edna st. Millay:"It's not true that life is just one damn thing after another. It's the same damn thing all the time"). And I'm certainly not g... | |
[WP] You wake to find yourself dead. Died in a car crash, they tell you. As is standard nowadays, a rich person has had your mind uploaded into an android in exchange for permanent servitude. These aren't barbaric times though, you still have the option of oblivion; kill switch is right there. | “A car accident!? But I don’t even drive. What kind of car accident? Is this some kind of wind up? Are you playing with me here?” I was shouting out of frustration now, but strangely my voice sounded no louder than before.
“I’m afraid I don’t know that one.” Came the smooth-talking reply. I’d grown up to Alexa’s voi... | Oh fuck off! Do you really think I drove my car directly into a tree *by accident*?
I'm tired of struggling with depressive episode after depressive episode. (In the words of Edna st. Millay:"It's not true that life is just one damn thing after another. It's the same damn thing all the time"). And I'm certainly not g... | |
[WP] You wake to find yourself dead. Died in a car crash, they tell you. As is standard nowadays, a rich person has had your mind uploaded into an android in exchange for permanent servitude. These aren't barbaric times though, you still have the option of oblivion; kill switch is right there. | “A car accident!? But I don’t even drive. What kind of car accident? Is this some kind of wind up? Are you playing with me here?” I was shouting out of frustration now, but strangely my voice sounded no louder than before.
“I’m afraid I don’t know that one.” Came the smooth-talking reply. I’d grown up to Alexa’s voi... | What? Where am I? How did I get here? Why can't I move my body? Why is everything white? Oh jesus christ am I dead? Is this what the after life is? The last thing I remember I was skydiving off of the coast of Belize and my parachute-
"and your parachute failed and you hit the ocean surface at 200kph which instantly s... | |
[WP] You tested cryogenic sleep. You were supposed to sleep for a year, instead you slept fifteen thousands years. The world leaders are tyrants, "divinities" using an advanced technology indistinguishable from magic. One day, you see very familiar faces in a temple on statues of "divinities". | **Part 1:**
Pain. Pain was all I knew. Jolts of scorching electricity rattled my arms, burning and tightness encapsulated my heart, and my legs felt brittle, as if one wrong step would snap them.
And then the pain was gone, replaced by me suddenly becoming aware of gravity and falling face first on the metal floor. T... | "You!" a voice rang out. I turned, seeing a middle-aged man wearing a red uniform. He looked unsure of himself, looking way past his prime. But in his arms was a gun. It was pointed straight at me.
"Hello? D-d'you know where they are?" I must have looked a sight. Tattered clothes. Long, wild hair. But that was to ... | |
[WP] you accidentally get sent a letter meant for a doctor ■■■■■. However when you tried to inspect the letter for a return address instead the envelope dissolved and you were swallowed up by a swarm of nanites from inside. Your mind is now an ai controlling the swarm and you have no idea why. | “Well, Agent Swaim? What do you have to say for yourself?”
“It’s all in the report-“
“Damn the report! I want you to explain what the hell was going on!”
“Ma’am?”
“A simple question, Agent. You were on a mission. Voluntarily, I might add. With the fate of the world at stake. And less than a one in a million chance ... |
It didn’t even hurt. That was all I kept thinking. I’d just watched my body get disassembled, and in excruciating slow motion, until I figured out how to dial up the speed of my perception. It was right there in the user guide, attached to the neural network that the nanites had scanned in from my own head.
&#... | |
[WP] there is a reason America is super militaristic, its citizens are armed to the teeth, and they want no one inside of the country. its because they are trying desperately to contain something with its boarders, and they are failing. one day a massive roar is heard around the world as it escapes. | "Fucking hell," Billy screamed. One arm was torn straight off, the other grappling with a semi-automatic machine gun. "Never thought I'd go out like this."
"Like what?" Damien asked. "Like a crying little bitch?"
"No," he responded. "With my back to a black man. Still, one hell of a way. Maybe I was wrong about you... | It began with the ear shattering roar that rippled throughout the world.
For years, America has had a serious problem with mass shootings partly due to the fact of how many guns are in circulation and how easy it is to get your hands on one. In addition to that, we have also elected a President who feels the need to ... | |
[WP] there is a reason America is super militaristic, its citizens are armed to the teeth, and they want no one inside of the country. its because they are trying desperately to contain something with its boarders, and they are failing. one day a massive roar is heard around the world as it escapes. | 'F*ing idiots, they really did it this time.' colonel Jones cursed, as he waited to be put through to the pentagon. He impatiently drummed his fingers on the oak desk thinking: 'The natives warned us when we drove them from their lands. But we didn't listen. We unleashed it not knowing what it really was. For hundreds ... | America - The country with the strongest military and the most well-armed citizens, an ugly place to many outside eyes. To the people who call the land home, it's regarded as the *"Land of the free, home of the brave."*
But as I stood, on my toes and mouth agape, I felt a hand on my shoulder, squeezes tighter, *tight... | |
[WP] there is a reason America is super militaristic, its citizens are armed to the teeth, and they want no one inside of the country. its because they are trying desperately to contain something with its boarders, and they are failing. one day a massive roar is heard around the world as it escapes. | "Do you understand what happens the moment you shut these systems down?! WE. LOSE. EVERYT-!"
"YA, EVERYONE FUCKING DIES, WE ALL FUCKING GET IT! DO YOU THINK WE'RE ALL FUCKING DEAF, MORON?!"
"NO SHIT, SHERLOCK! SO FUCKING STOP!"
A woman clothed in a stereotypical lab coat frantically shuffles through piles a... | The monster was named Hundun by the Chinese because it resembled a terrible abomination that showed up in their mythology.
Hundun was a very strange vaguely ursine monster about the size of a sky scraper that had six legs and four wings but no face, only an eerie smog from which came horrible noises that drove those ... | |
[WP] there is a reason America is super militaristic, its citizens are armed to the teeth, and they want no one inside of the country. its because they are trying desperately to contain something with its boarders, and they are failing. one day a massive roar is heard around the world as it escapes. | It’s been a year since the event. Those horrible creatures the Americans faught so hard to contain. It’s no wonder everyone in that mad country was armed to the teeth. The havoc one of those eldritch abominations wreaked on the planet alone was terrifying, but there were THREE of them. Those horrible, manic beasts, eve... | The monster was named Hundun by the Chinese because it resembled a terrible abomination that showed up in their mythology.
Hundun was a very strange vaguely ursine monster about the size of a sky scraper that had six legs and four wings but no face, only an eerie smog from which came horrible noises that drove those ... | |
[WP] there is a reason America is super militaristic, its citizens are armed to the teeth, and they want no one inside of the country. its because they are trying desperately to contain something with its boarders, and they are failing. one day a massive roar is heard around the world as it escapes. | It was a subtle thing; most people didn't know it existed. But they felt it.
They felt it in the air, in their hearts, in their lungs, burning them with every breath they took. A deep, seeping fear, a horrible magical dread that nothing could take away. Bright songs and Hollywood sensations were a necessity--the mind... | The monster was named Hundun by the Chinese because it resembled a terrible abomination that showed up in their mythology.
Hundun was a very strange vaguely ursine monster about the size of a sky scraper that had six legs and four wings but no face, only an eerie smog from which came horrible noises that drove those ... | |
[WP] there is a reason America is super militaristic, its citizens are armed to the teeth, and they want no one inside of the country. its because they are trying desperately to contain something with its boarders, and they are failing. one day a massive roar is heard around the world as it escapes. | It was a subtle thing; most people didn't know it existed. But they felt it.
They felt it in the air, in their hearts, in their lungs, burning them with every breath they took. A deep, seeping fear, a horrible magical dread that nothing could take away. Bright songs and Hollywood sensations were a necessity--the mind... | It’s been a year since the event. Those horrible creatures the Americans faught so hard to contain. It’s no wonder everyone in that mad country was armed to the teeth. The havoc one of those eldritch abominations wreaked on the planet alone was terrifying, but there were THREE of them. Those horrible, manic beasts, eve... | |
[WP] there is a reason America is super militaristic, its citizens are armed to the teeth, and they want no one inside of the country. its because they are trying desperately to contain something with its boarders, and they are failing. one day a massive roar is heard around the world as it escapes. | All of America is armed to the teeth. Everyone in the world knows this, jokes about this, never really takes it seriously until everything else is. They talk about it for a few minutes, and then get on with their every day activities and chores. Even Americans joke about it, not really paying that much attention to why... | "What's your name?"
Crystal stared into the single eye, larger than she was. It was red and nothing else. It burned at first to look at, but she had gotten used to it. She always did.
Her smile never faltered as it shifted causing the ground beneath her to shake and groan. It was a genuine grin that became a truthf... | |
[WP] there is a reason America is super militaristic, its citizens are armed to the teeth, and they want no one inside of the country. its because they are trying desperately to contain something with its boarders, and they are failing. one day a massive roar is heard around the world as it escapes. | All of America is armed to the teeth. Everyone in the world knows this, jokes about this, never really takes it seriously until everything else is. They talk about it for a few minutes, and then get on with their every day activities and chores. Even Americans joke about it, not really paying that much attention to why... | A match is struck in the shadows, coming behind a cupped hand to light a cigarette that has to have been made with the worst tobacco in the world. Briefly you can see the man's eyes, and the scar that runs jaggedly across his face. Then they fall back into darkness as the match is extinguished. He inhales deeply, puffi... | |
[WP] there is a reason America is super militaristic, its citizens are armed to the teeth, and they want no one inside of the country. its because they are trying desperately to contain something with its boarders, and they are failing. one day a massive roar is heard around the world as it escapes. | All of America is armed to the teeth. Everyone in the world knows this, jokes about this, never really takes it seriously until everything else is. They talk about it for a few minutes, and then get on with their every day activities and chores. Even Americans joke about it, not really paying that much attention to why... | It was so sudden. A roar. A crash. A serpent. All in the span of 5 seconds. So loud..
America never militarized to keep people out or keep people in line. We wanted to contain that *thing*. The nightmare destined to destroy the planet.
I was charged with monitoring the containment unit. And for centuries predecessors... | |
[deleted] | [WP] It’s been 7 years since the magician in the traveling carnival made your wife disappear. You’ve finally tracked him down and he lets you know he doesn’t know how to bring her back. You tell him to make you disappear also so you can find her. He obliges and in 3..2..1..POOF. | *“I promise you the night of your life. Be ready to be tricked. Shocked. Remember folks, this is real magic we are dealing with. So my volunteers are all putting themselves in real danger. Be forewarned.”*
I looked at the fan turning around above me. I probably should have gotten up. But if I did, that meant the day s... | With a slicing pain throbbing in the back of my head, I cautiously opened my eyes. I blinked a few times, and I rolled my eyes side to side. Like that, I laid still looking up for quite a while, seeing nothing but plain white space all around me.
And it didn't seem like white walls or white curtains: it was a space of... |
[WP] You are a completely emotionless psychopath, but instead of killing or manipulating people, you choose to try and make them genuinely happy. | "Eurasia just invaded us, Big Brother. "
I barely suppressed a sigh. Sure, war treaties are made and broken all the time, but do they have to choose our Hate Week? Yeah, I know I can rewrite history. But shutting up neurotypicals isn't *easy*. It takes *effort*, effort I could have used towards true world peace. The o... | His smile wasn't wide enough. Something crooked about that right corner.
D cut deeper and the man on the slab whimpered. The smile widened as blood pooled down his chin.
"Happy happy happy," D muttered, well aware that he sounded gleeful. Not supposed to enjoy it this much.
*Bad Dilford, you'll get the switch ... | |
[WP] You are a completely emotionless psychopath, but instead of killing or manipulating people, you choose to try and make them genuinely happy. |
*Clink, clink, clink.*
The chain clanged and clattered as the stern looking woman with half-moon spectacles dragged it down the staircase, uncaring that the rusty metallic rings tore through paint and wood alike as she passed.
“Oh god,” Sarah whispered, watching as the woman grew ever closer, that damnable chain ... | I set my card on the counter and slid it up to the cashier.
"I hope you found everything okay with your meal!" he said with a smile, taking hold of my card without looking at it. He maintained eye-contact as he swiped the card and handed it back to me.
"Yes," I said, dully.
"That's good to hear," he nodded affably... | |
[WP] After being trapped in a castle guarded by a dragon for most of your teenage life you decided to take matters into your own hands and escape the castle. Soon after you decide to save other princesses who haven't been rescued by their 'brave' princes | "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!"
Nothing, yet again.
"See?" Aurora sighed, sipping her can of Monster Energy. "I told you she won't hear you. She's got to be 50 feet up. Anyway, can I stop drinking this now?"
"No, you certainly cannot. If you so much as put that down I'll send you back to that glass coffin ... | The ugly lizard's mouth gaped, my blade protruding from the back of its neck, covered in sickly fluids. I pulled the blade free, twisting it across the cheek as I pulled, and the monstrous turtle-like creature rolled on to its spiky back, quite dead.
"Pathetic," I said as I walked by the corpse across the length of th... | |
[WP] Your family is known for only producing geniuses or idiots. The jury is still out on you, but it's generating plenty of interest. | My eldest sister Katherine Jepsen was just named the youngest ever appointee to the Supreme Court of the United States of America. She graduated from Harvard Law several years early and had spent the intervening years righting wrongs and correcting injustices in wrongful convictions across the country. She is as brilli... | The eighteenth birthday of a member of the Duffy clan is a peculiar one. For the first half, at least. The greatest mathematicians, engineers, poets, politicians, gathered in your mum's cooped-up country house, peering expectantly over your breakfast table. Today is the day the Duffy genii either claim you as their own... | |
[WP] Your family is known for only producing geniuses or idiots. The jury is still out on you, but it's generating plenty of interest. | My eldest sister Katherine Jepsen was just named the youngest ever appointee to the Supreme Court of the United States of America. She graduated from Harvard Law several years early and had spent the intervening years righting wrongs and correcting injustices in wrongful convictions across the country. She is as brilli... | My grandmother always believed I’d be one of the Johnson Geniuses. The people who are known around the world for extraordinary things that benefited all of mankind. My cousin was one, my mother was one, my aunt was one and my dad was one. Our family is infamous across the board for achieving amazing feats of intelligen... | |
[WP] All of your friends had superpowers except you. One day, you stomped on a roach and you felt weird. You felt a buzz as you get a message on your phone from an unknown number. It says "Congrats! You are now level 1." | After that message I suddenly felt more alive. I have not eaten at all that day and prior to the message I was feeling famished, yet, after I stomped on the roach I was no longer hungry, tired, or thirsty. This could have been a prank from one of those assholes I called friends. Then again, what if it was real? I texte... | "Who just drops a roach on the sidewalk?" asked Yeen. She flicked some crookie crumbs from her wacomm.
"I don't know," replied You, "I guess it's too much to ask for people to be careful with their habits."
"Oh fuck, did the cops get ya?" asked Yeen.
"Yeah," replied You. He pulled out his cell and flashed the most r... | |
[WP] All of your friends had superpowers except you. One day, you stomped on a roach and you felt weird. You felt a buzz as you get a message on your phone from an unknown number. It says "Congrats! You are now level 1." | “Level 1? What- what does this mean?” I questioned the phone, glancing up out of the window to find my friends flying around the city, firing lasers made out of whatever their power was. Some were fire-type, some were water-type, and some were fire-AND-water-type.
Then what was I?
I sat down, chatted with a few of my... | "Who just drops a roach on the sidewalk?" asked Yeen. She flicked some crookie crumbs from her wacomm.
"I don't know," replied You, "I guess it's too much to ask for people to be careful with their habits."
"Oh fuck, did the cops get ya?" asked Yeen.
"Yeah," replied You. He pulled out his cell and flashed the most r... | |
[WP] All of your friends had superpowers except you. One day, you stomped on a roach and you felt weird. You felt a buzz as you get a message on your phone from an unknown number. It says "Congrats! You are now level 1." | This weird feeling...
I thought it was out of the ordinary, but my phone confirmed it all... My stomach grumbled and I felt better, even though I ate very little for breakfast this morning.
That's when I saw the cockroach on the pavement was... dusty... grey... As if life got sucked from it. I got taken aback by the ... | "Who just drops a roach on the sidewalk?" asked Yeen. She flicked some crookie crumbs from her wacomm.
"I don't know," replied You, "I guess it's too much to ask for people to be careful with their habits."
"Oh fuck, did the cops get ya?" asked Yeen.
"Yeah," replied You. He pulled out his cell and flashed the most r... | |
[WP] All of your friends had superpowers except you. One day, you stomped on a roach and you felt weird. You felt a buzz as you get a message on your phone from an unknown number. It says "Congrats! You are now level 1." | This weird feeling...
I thought it was out of the ordinary, but my phone confirmed it all... My stomach grumbled and I felt better, even though I ate very little for breakfast this morning.
That's when I saw the cockroach on the pavement was... dusty... grey... As if life got sucked from it. I got taken aback by the ... | “Level 1? What- what does this mean?” I questioned the phone, glancing up out of the window to find my friends flying around the city, firing lasers made out of whatever their power was. Some were fire-type, some were water-type, and some were fire-AND-water-type.
Then what was I?
I sat down, chatted with a few of my... | |
[WP] You are an immortal who has passed the time joining various armies and honing your skills. You've witnessesd all the great conflicts from the fall of Rome to both World Wars. This time you are trying to join the U.S. Marines, and have decided to have a bit of fun with your Drill Sergeant. | Basic training, every time it is the same. Train your bodies to find your limits of performance, ready your mind to function under the most stressful conditions. Instill honor and sense of duty to make you an unflinching command obeying machine. I have no use for it. I'm not here for the orders, I could care less who w... | So I've been at this for a few hundred years. Big deal. When you have nothing bu time on your hands you can learn just about anything. Except how to make a good waffle. Haven't quite mastered that one yet. You'd think it would be simple.. just follow a good recipe. Nope, I still either make a burnt crisp or a flo... | |
[WP] You are a retired super villain. You have put your past behind and started a family. Your daughter loves nothing more than a good vs evil showdown. But no one bothers being a super villain anymore. So on her 6th birthday you decide to put on the cape of doom for her sake one last time. | I sigh. Its not real. Its just gonna be staged to look real for her sake. I gotta call up someone who will help me out here.
I call my former arch nemesis "Super-Guy" and ask him if he would be willing to help me out.
"And why should i help you? You are a villan and always will be." He says before i can even expl... | Scrambling around in the loft, tripping over boxes and kicking up dust, it was hard to focus on why I was bothering. There's a reason that what I seek has been locked away for years. A reason that has settled not only me, but the community down. My headline creating escapades are over. Yet, every time I close my eyes, ... | |
[WP] You are a retired super villain. You have put your past behind and started a family. Your daughter loves nothing more than a good vs evil showdown. But no one bothers being a super villain anymore. So on her 6th birthday you decide to put on the cape of doom for her sake one last time. | If didnt end well. He won. He destroyed everything. I'm lying here practically dying.
10 years ago I put on the Cape and got my gear together and had my last fight with Titan. But I think he go real tired of this. He didnt hold back. Shown no mercy and no remorse. After 30 minutes I was sent to the hospital.
... | Scrambling around in the loft, tripping over boxes and kicking up dust, it was hard to focus on why I was bothering. There's a reason that what I seek has been locked away for years. A reason that has settled not only me, but the community down. My headline creating escapades are over. Yet, every time I close my eyes, ... | |
[WP] You are a retired super villain. You have put your past behind and started a family. Your daughter loves nothing more than a good vs evil showdown. But no one bothers being a super villain anymore. So on her 6th birthday you decide to put on the cape of doom for her sake one last time. | If didnt end well. He won. He destroyed everything. I'm lying here practically dying.
10 years ago I put on the Cape and got my gear together and had my last fight with Titan. But I think he go real tired of this. He didnt hold back. Shown no mercy and no remorse. After 30 minutes I was sent to the hospital.
... | I could never truly believe I had done it. I had gotten out of the game.
It was August 6th, 2009. My career was at its peak. When I donned the cape of doom, people ran in fear. You know, the few individuals who know my secret always ask me the same three questions.
1. Why did you become the greatest superv... | |
[WP] You are a retired super villain. You have put your past behind and started a family. Your daughter loves nothing more than a good vs evil showdown. But no one bothers being a super villain anymore. So on her 6th birthday you decide to put on the cape of doom for her sake one last time. | Ofelia puts on the tape again, and I know it well. It’s audio blasts out of the living room and through the house. The news network’s chime is like a beacon for my memories to come roaring back.
“We’re back, as Super Boom continues his assault on super-villain The Terror. Their loud punches echo through the streets th... | It's been years since I'd defeated superman. Kryptonite was not easy to come by, but having had it, it was relatively simple. Batman did it to superman once, and I got the idea. By then, he was the last real threat to me.
2 years later, I found a wife. We lived an ideal life from all my criminal money. She was shocke... | |
[WP] You are a retired super villain. You have put your past behind and started a family. Your daughter loves nothing more than a good vs evil showdown. But no one bothers being a super villain anymore. So on her 6th birthday you decide to put on the cape of doom for her sake one last time. | "Daddy! Please!" Ellie yelled in desperation. "Could we watch a villain movie? Those really awesome ones you used to watch?" She looked up at me with those puppy eyes I'd seen so many times; they were difficult to resist.
"Ellie, I don't think we can. A 6-year-old shouldn't be watching those." I said, putting on a fak... | It's been years since I'd defeated superman. Kryptonite was not easy to come by, but having had it, it was relatively simple. Batman did it to superman once, and I got the idea. By then, he was the last real threat to me.
2 years later, I found a wife. We lived an ideal life from all my criminal money. She was shocke... | |
[WP] A phenomena begins to occur where newborn babies are found amidst the aftermath of natural disasters. Tsunamis, avalanches, wild fires, destructive lightning storms, etc. These 'Storm-Born' humans grow up with powers based on the disasters that birthed them. | I was birthed by fire, with ash and smoke for brothers. My home is the inferno, my bed is burning coals.
I walk back from the woods, carrying back 50 pounds of wood to be turned into charcoal. My body strains under the weight, but I keep moving forward, heading to the ovens.
The boss sees me going down the trail that... | Years ago, a private jet got caught in a hurricane. It couldn't sustain flight and spiralled down to the ground. From the remains of that tragedy, I was born: a cursed child around which no one can fly.
Insects, birds and all beings and objects that can reach the heavens are pulled to the ground just by my mere presen... | |
[WP] A phenomena begins to occur where newborn babies are found amidst the aftermath of natural disasters. Tsunamis, avalanches, wild fires, destructive lightning storms, etc. These 'Storm-Born' humans grow up with powers based on the disasters that birthed them. | "My name is Adam Vander Welt. I was conceived and discovered eighty years ago after The Great American Drift. I am Earth-Rise, I am Storm-Born.
The phenomenon started around fourteen years before my birth, there was precedent for greatness for Storm-Born well before my brother and I arrived. I'm sure the people who h... | "So when can I go home?" Jose asked. The lady in front of him simply sent him a smile before turning to her tablet. Jose turned a disgruntled gaze to the door behind him, looking like the greatest temptation in the world. She typed in something, tutted, and typed some more. She had her hair down in loose waves, a pair ... | |
[WP] A phenomena begins to occur where newborn babies are found amidst the aftermath of natural disasters. Tsunamis, avalanches, wild fires, destructive lightning storms, etc. These 'Storm-Born' humans grow up with powers based on the disasters that birthed them. | 'Whilst I wasn't the first Storm-born, no I am far from the first, I sure am the oldest one still alive. 200 years I have walked this torn world, leaving a blazing trail wherever I go.
The first Storm-born were treated as heroes, sometimes even revered as gifts from the gods. They helped humanity with a lot of proble... | "So when can I go home?" Jose asked. The lady in front of him simply sent him a smile before turning to her tablet. Jose turned a disgruntled gaze to the door behind him, looking like the greatest temptation in the world. She typed in something, tutted, and typed some more. She had her hair down in loose waves, a pair ... | |
[WP] A phenomena begins to occur where newborn babies are found amidst the aftermath of natural disasters. Tsunamis, avalanches, wild fires, destructive lightning storms, etc. These 'Storm-Born' humans grow up with powers based on the disasters that birthed them. | "The ultimate natural disaster is human intelligence gone wrong." - An unknown philosopher.
Everybody these days knows about the Storm-Born. Most people want to be one, whether or not they are vocal about it. I get it. It'd be pretty cool to have superpowers like that. It IS pretty cool to have superpowers like th... | "So when can I go home?" Jose asked. The lady in front of him simply sent him a smile before turning to her tablet. Jose turned a disgruntled gaze to the door behind him, looking like the greatest temptation in the world. She typed in something, tutted, and typed some more. She had her hair down in loose waves, a pair ... | |
[WP] A phenomena begins to occur where newborn babies are found amidst the aftermath of natural disasters. Tsunamis, avalanches, wild fires, destructive lightning storms, etc. These 'Storm-Born' humans grow up with powers based on the disasters that birthed them. | [Poem]
The laugh of a newborn brings instant joy
To all nearby the new girl or new boy
But for some who were born from the ashes and soot
From the fire and floods, the muck and mook
These stormborns laughs hold a different power
And to many who are around find it grim or sour
For their laughs bring disaster, th... | "So when can I go home?" Jose asked. The lady in front of him simply sent him a smile before turning to her tablet. Jose turned a disgruntled gaze to the door behind him, looking like the greatest temptation in the world. She typed in something, tutted, and typed some more. She had her hair down in loose waves, a pair ... | |
[WP] A phenomena begins to occur where newborn babies are found amidst the aftermath of natural disasters. Tsunamis, avalanches, wild fires, destructive lightning storms, etc. These 'Storm-Born' humans grow up with powers based on the disasters that birthed them. | “Did you see this?” Cally says, slapping me awake with the newspaper. “That’s the 5th Storm-Born to go crazy this year.”
“Years are long babe,” I respond trying to ignore her and go back to bed. “A couple people are bound to go crazy.”
“It’s only May, Jack. That’s one a month. Kinda weird ain’t it? Aren’t y... | "So when can I go home?" Jose asked. The lady in front of him simply sent him a smile before turning to her tablet. Jose turned a disgruntled gaze to the door behind him, looking like the greatest temptation in the world. She typed in something, tutted, and typed some more. She had her hair down in loose waves, a pair ... |
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