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[WP] You're among the most powerful mages in the world. But you're self-taught: while your reserves of mana are great, your versatility is... lacking. You decide to finally try attending a school for spellcraft to see what you can learn. | *Day 1, First period.*
Frank was sitting in a classroom. It was a bit conspicuous, a 30 year old man sitting in between a bunch of 15 year old boys and girls.
"Well done Clara, I can see you have been practicing over the summer holiday," the teacher, Mr. Goodspell, praised her. "Good technique, fine spell work, good... | I walk down the street, the same street I've walked down about 100 other times. I mess with lights a bit and laugh at the reactions of commoners as they get confused. I move around their stuff with a quick flick of the wrist, I silently giggle to myself as they try to find out what's going on.
Something catches my ey... | |
[WP] You're among the most powerful mages in the world. But you're self-taught: while your reserves of mana are great, your versatility is... lacking. You decide to finally try attending a school for spellcraft to see what you can learn. | "All right," said the headmaster, sounding bored.
Lorinna wasn't bored. She knew what she needed to do. She just wasn't sure it would be enough.
She got up, nervously brushed her cloak, and stepped forward. The headmaster waved to the range. "Try to destroy the target," he said wearily.
Lorinna looked at the target.... | I walk down the street, the same street I've walked down about 100 other times. I mess with lights a bit and laugh at the reactions of commoners as they get confused. I move around their stuff with a quick flick of the wrist, I silently giggle to myself as they try to find out what's going on.
Something catches my ey... | |
[WP] You're among the most powerful mages in the world. But you're self-taught: while your reserves of mana are great, your versatility is... lacking. You decide to finally try attending a school for spellcraft to see what you can learn. | "Show us what you can do, then."
“Fine,” I snapped.
So they didn’t believe me when I said I was one of the most powerful mages in the world.
They’d set me the task of performing silly little spells, of the sort I had no idea how to do and had no use for.
Things that had no power.
Things that any self-righteous p... | Edit: My first language is not English so brace thou selves.
The bell ring and finally all I have left was to present the un-healed blue lizard to the Hig-Elf teacher in the front seat.
“That was the bell little ones, the instructions for todays period are over, verily.
As always please put thou projects back the... | |
[WP] You're among the most powerful mages in the world. But you're self-taught: while your reserves of mana are great, your versatility is... lacking. You decide to finally try attending a school for spellcraft to see what you can learn. | It was casting class. Super easy, or so everyone else walking down the path to the shoreline said. I hadn't made any friends yet, and judging by the looks everyone kept giving me, I knew I wasn't going to change that any time soon. Everyone knew I was the only one in the entire school that didn't have to take the entry... | Edit: My first language is not English so brace thou selves.
The bell ring and finally all I have left was to present the un-healed blue lizard to the Hig-Elf teacher in the front seat.
“That was the bell little ones, the instructions for todays period are over, verily.
As always please put thou projects back the... | |
[WP] You're among the most powerful mages in the world. But you're self-taught: while your reserves of mana are great, your versatility is... lacking. You decide to finally try attending a school for spellcraft to see what you can learn. | "Powers the size of a Galaxy. Every spell a strategic nuclear weapon."
That's me, in a nutshell. Sure, I can toast bread, for the entire country, every loaf, even when they're frozen — nice golden brown on every one. Ah, I see you remember. Sorry about that, I only wanted to toast *my* bread, and not all of that.
... | Edit: My first language is not English so brace thou selves.
The bell ring and finally all I have left was to present the un-healed blue lizard to the Hig-Elf teacher in the front seat.
“That was the bell little ones, the instructions for todays period are over, verily.
As always please put thou projects back the... | |
[WP] You're among the most powerful mages in the world. But you're self-taught: while your reserves of mana are great, your versatility is... lacking. You decide to finally try attending a school for spellcraft to see what you can learn. | The smoldering crater left every examiner stunned. A human teenager should not be capable of producing a fireball that big. Even prodigies, like Zanther, had to work their way up to a feat like that. The other examiners shared nervous glances with each other. They couldn't reach a decision.
Up until the demonstration... | Edit: My first language is not English so brace thou selves.
The bell ring and finally all I have left was to present the un-healed blue lizard to the Hig-Elf teacher in the front seat.
“That was the bell little ones, the instructions for todays period are over, verily.
As always please put thou projects back the... | |
[WP] You're among the most powerful mages in the world. But you're self-taught: while your reserves of mana are great, your versatility is... lacking. You decide to finally try attending a school for spellcraft to see what you can learn. | *Day 1, First period.*
Frank was sitting in a classroom. It was a bit conspicuous, a 30 year old man sitting in between a bunch of 15 year old boys and girls.
"Well done Clara, I can see you have been practicing over the summer holiday," the teacher, Mr. Goodspell, praised her. "Good technique, fine spell work, good... | Edit: My first language is not English so brace thou selves.
The bell ring and finally all I have left was to present the un-healed blue lizard to the Hig-Elf teacher in the front seat.
“That was the bell little ones, the instructions for todays period are over, verily.
As always please put thou projects back the... | |
[WP] You're among the most powerful mages in the world. But you're self-taught: while your reserves of mana are great, your versatility is... lacking. You decide to finally try attending a school for spellcraft to see what you can learn. | "Show us what you can do, then."
“Fine,” I snapped.
So they didn’t believe me when I said I was one of the most powerful mages in the world.
They’d set me the task of performing silly little spells, of the sort I had no idea how to do and had no use for.
Things that had no power.
Things that any self-righteous p... | "You..." The magistrate's eyes went wide as Neil stepped in front of him.
"How did you get in here?" The man waved a hand as if to brush aside some stench.
Neil looked down at the ancient chest armour he worn. "Flesh eater King's armour imbued with unimaginable power from the unfortunate adventurers. The only downsi... | |
[WP] You're among the most powerful mages in the world. But you're self-taught: while your reserves of mana are great, your versatility is... lacking. You decide to finally try attending a school for spellcraft to see what you can learn. | It was casting class. Super easy, or so everyone else walking down the path to the shoreline said. I hadn't made any friends yet, and judging by the looks everyone kept giving me, I knew I wasn't going to change that any time soon. Everyone knew I was the only one in the entire school that didn't have to take the entry... | "You..." The magistrate's eyes went wide as Neil stepped in front of him.
"How did you get in here?" The man waved a hand as if to brush aside some stench.
Neil looked down at the ancient chest armour he worn. "Flesh eater King's armour imbued with unimaginable power from the unfortunate adventurers. The only downsi... | |
[WP] You're among the most powerful mages in the world. But you're self-taught: while your reserves of mana are great, your versatility is... lacking. You decide to finally try attending a school for spellcraft to see what you can learn. | "Powers the size of a Galaxy. Every spell a strategic nuclear weapon."
That's me, in a nutshell. Sure, I can toast bread, for the entire country, every loaf, even when they're frozen — nice golden brown on every one. Ah, I see you remember. Sorry about that, I only wanted to toast *my* bread, and not all of that.
... | "You..." The magistrate's eyes went wide as Neil stepped in front of him.
"How did you get in here?" The man waved a hand as if to brush aside some stench.
Neil looked down at the ancient chest armour he worn. "Flesh eater King's armour imbued with unimaginable power from the unfortunate adventurers. The only downsi... | |
[WP] You're among the most powerful mages in the world. But you're self-taught: while your reserves of mana are great, your versatility is... lacking. You decide to finally try attending a school for spellcraft to see what you can learn. | The smoldering crater left every examiner stunned. A human teenager should not be capable of producing a fireball that big. Even prodigies, like Zanther, had to work their way up to a feat like that. The other examiners shared nervous glances with each other. They couldn't reach a decision.
Up until the demonstration... | "You..." The magistrate's eyes went wide as Neil stepped in front of him.
"How did you get in here?" The man waved a hand as if to brush aside some stench.
Neil looked down at the ancient chest armour he worn. "Flesh eater King's armour imbued with unimaginable power from the unfortunate adventurers. The only downsi... | |
[WP] You're among the most powerful mages in the world. But you're self-taught: while your reserves of mana are great, your versatility is... lacking. You decide to finally try attending a school for spellcraft to see what you can learn. | *Day 1, First period.*
Frank was sitting in a classroom. It was a bit conspicuous, a 30 year old man sitting in between a bunch of 15 year old boys and girls.
"Well done Clara, I can see you have been practicing over the summer holiday," the teacher, Mr. Goodspell, praised her. "Good technique, fine spell work, good... | "You..." The magistrate's eyes went wide as Neil stepped in front of him.
"How did you get in here?" The man waved a hand as if to brush aside some stench.
Neil looked down at the ancient chest armour he worn. "Flesh eater King's armour imbued with unimaginable power from the unfortunate adventurers. The only downsi... | |
[WP] You're among the most powerful mages in the world. But you're self-taught: while your reserves of mana are great, your versatility is... lacking. You decide to finally try attending a school for spellcraft to see what you can learn. | "All right," said the headmaster, sounding bored.
Lorinna wasn't bored. She knew what she needed to do. She just wasn't sure it would be enough.
She got up, nervously brushed her cloak, and stepped forward. The headmaster waved to the range. "Try to destroy the target," he said wearily.
Lorinna looked at the target.... | "You..." The magistrate's eyes went wide as Neil stepped in front of him.
"How did you get in here?" The man waved a hand as if to brush aside some stench.
Neil looked down at the ancient chest armour he worn. "Flesh eater King's armour imbued with unimaginable power from the unfortunate adventurers. The only downsi... | |
[WP] You're among the most powerful mages in the world. But you're self-taught: while your reserves of mana are great, your versatility is... lacking. You decide to finally try attending a school for spellcraft to see what you can learn. | "So long story short, right?" Manfred looked at the assembled Sorcerers. They sat safely behind the chancel at a high table tilled with food and drink and did not react "Right. So I'm minding my own business, at the Anchor and Dribbler, well round the back, where the staff go in their off time. They play a few dice g... | "You..." The magistrate's eyes went wide as Neil stepped in front of him.
"How did you get in here?" The man waved a hand as if to brush aside some stench.
Neil looked down at the ancient chest armour he worn. "Flesh eater King's armour imbued with unimaginable power from the unfortunate adventurers. The only downsi... | |
[WP] You're among the most powerful mages in the world. But you're self-taught: while your reserves of mana are great, your versatility is... lacking. You decide to finally try attending a school for spellcraft to see what you can learn. | It was casting class. Super easy, or so everyone else walking down the path to the shoreline said. I hadn't made any friends yet, and judging by the looks everyone kept giving me, I knew I wasn't going to change that any time soon. Everyone knew I was the only one in the entire school that didn't have to take the entry... | "Show us what you can do, then."
“Fine,” I snapped.
So they didn’t believe me when I said I was one of the most powerful mages in the world.
They’d set me the task of performing silly little spells, of the sort I had no idea how to do and had no use for.
Things that had no power.
Things that any self-righteous p... | |
[WP] You're among the most powerful mages in the world. But you're self-taught: while your reserves of mana are great, your versatility is... lacking. You decide to finally try attending a school for spellcraft to see what you can learn. | The smoldering crater left every examiner stunned. A human teenager should not be capable of producing a fireball that big. Even prodigies, like Zanther, had to work their way up to a feat like that. The other examiners shared nervous glances with each other. They couldn't reach a decision.
Up until the demonstration... | "Powers the size of a Galaxy. Every spell a strategic nuclear weapon."
That's me, in a nutshell. Sure, I can toast bread, for the entire country, every loaf, even when they're frozen — nice golden brown on every one. Ah, I see you remember. Sorry about that, I only wanted to toast *my* bread, and not all of that.
... | |
[WP] You're among the most powerful mages in the world. But you're self-taught: while your reserves of mana are great, your versatility is... lacking. You decide to finally try attending a school for spellcraft to see what you can learn. | *Day 1, First period.*
Frank was sitting in a classroom. It was a bit conspicuous, a 30 year old man sitting in between a bunch of 15 year old boys and girls.
"Well done Clara, I can see you have been practicing over the summer holiday," the teacher, Mr. Goodspell, praised her. "Good technique, fine spell work, good... | "Powers the size of a Galaxy. Every spell a strategic nuclear weapon."
That's me, in a nutshell. Sure, I can toast bread, for the entire country, every loaf, even when they're frozen — nice golden brown on every one. Ah, I see you remember. Sorry about that, I only wanted to toast *my* bread, and not all of that.
... | |
[WP] You're among the most powerful mages in the world. But you're self-taught: while your reserves of mana are great, your versatility is... lacking. You decide to finally try attending a school for spellcraft to see what you can learn. | "All right," said the headmaster, sounding bored.
Lorinna wasn't bored. She knew what she needed to do. She just wasn't sure it would be enough.
She got up, nervously brushed her cloak, and stepped forward. The headmaster waved to the range. "Try to destroy the target," he said wearily.
Lorinna looked at the target.... | I drew the kanji for snow in the air with my qi.
Just letting a little of it out. I could feel the whole reserve power straining to be released, much like how a gentle slap of a horse's behind gives insight into the acceleration available.
The lines of the kanji glowed faintly, then, started to fade as it dissipate... | |
[WP] You're among the most powerful mages in the world. But you're self-taught: while your reserves of mana are great, your versatility is... lacking. You decide to finally try attending a school for spellcraft to see what you can learn. | "So long story short, right?" Manfred looked at the assembled Sorcerers. They sat safely behind the chancel at a high table tilled with food and drink and did not react "Right. So I'm minding my own business, at the Anchor and Dribbler, well round the back, where the staff go in their off time. They play a few dice g... | I drew the kanji for snow in the air with my qi.
Just letting a little of it out. I could feel the whole reserve power straining to be released, much like how a gentle slap of a horse's behind gives insight into the acceleration available.
The lines of the kanji glowed faintly, then, started to fade as it dissipate... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | I pick up a book with a plain black cover off of the shelf, intrigued because of the lack of words on the spine. The cover only had two words written in a large, white font. *Read Me* was apparently the title. There was no author written on the front either, another interesting choice. I rub my fingers over the words, ... | Time. You never forget about time, but time forgets about you. I never knew how much I had, whether it was days, weeks, minutes, or even seconds. I just knew darkness. It spread forever, a vast nothing with only the half-formed thought to keep me sane. So much time. Too much time. Too much time to remember where or who... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | Twenty fucking years… twenty years that I will never get back, twenty years of me reliving memories from my childhood that, for the record, I don’t want to be remembering. Alright, that’s enough complaining. I’m not just gonna sit on my ass and let this happen to me. Thank god they got that message to me or who knows h... | Time. You never forget about time, but time forgets about you. I never knew how much I had, whether it was days, weeks, minutes, or even seconds. I just knew darkness. It spread forever, a vast nothing with only the half-formed thought to keep me sane. So much time. Too much time. Too much time to remember where or who... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | *“You’ve been in a coma for 20 years…”*
Twenty years? That’s last century. I was a newlywed. Mom was alive. My brother-in-law, too. Dad could still walk.
*“We don’t know where this message will end up…”*
If this is all true, I’ve been in a coma, probably at a hospital in fucking Montgomery, AL. I haven’t ev... | Time. You never forget about time, but time forgets about you. I never knew how much I had, whether it was days, weeks, minutes, or even seconds. I just knew darkness. It spread forever, a vast nothing with only the half-formed thought to keep me sane. So much time. Too much time. Too much time to remember where or who... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | 1/2
I didn’t recognize our current setting. It looked like a city of sorts. Which one? I had no clue, I had never been here before. This must have been a place she’d been to long before she met me. It didn’t help that half the world around us was left incomplete: some buildings were left unfinished, most roads curved ... | Time. You never forget about time, but time forgets about you. I never knew how much I had, whether it was days, weeks, minutes, or even seconds. I just knew darkness. It spread forever, a vast nothing with only the half-formed thought to keep me sane. So much time. Too much time. Too much time to remember where or who... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | "Heh", I said out loud as I looked around. My coworkers just busily typing away, oblivious to all but their work.
*Yeah, that would explain why I'm just sitting here alone, staring at this stupid message.*
I shove myself away from my desk, preparing to get up and step away to clear my head. But the message, still f... | Time. You never forget about time, but time forgets about you. I never knew how much I had, whether it was days, weeks, minutes, or even seconds. I just knew darkness. It spread forever, a vast nothing with only the half-formed thought to keep me sane. So much time. Too much time. Too much time to remember where or who... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | Alaina sat in her car, phone in her hand.
The message had come as she turned the engine off, stopping her just before she went to unbuckle and get out. Her brow furrowed, trying to figure out who among her friends and family would be cruel enough to send such a thing.
There was no contact connected- just a series o... | Time. You never forget about time, but time forgets about you. I never knew how much I had, whether it was days, weeks, minutes, or even seconds. I just knew darkness. It spread forever, a vast nothing with only the half-formed thought to keep me sane. So much time. Too much time. Too much time to remember where or who... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | Twenty fucking years… twenty years that I will never get back, twenty years of me reliving memories from my childhood that, for the record, I don’t want to be remembering. Alright, that’s enough complaining. I’m not just gonna sit on my ass and let this happen to me. Thank god they got that message to me or who knows h... | I was in the longest game of hide in seek, on the longest day in my life. When would the sun set?
Every time I heard my friends, I would race around the corner only to see them exiting swiftly. Turning to find their room, I kept getting lost.
I manage to get outside, the yard I don't recognize but, I see him, with s... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | *“You’ve been in a coma for 20 years…”*
Twenty years? That’s last century. I was a newlywed. Mom was alive. My brother-in-law, too. Dad could still walk.
*“We don’t know where this message will end up…”*
If this is all true, I’ve been in a coma, probably at a hospital in fucking Montgomery, AL. I haven’t ev... | I was in the longest game of hide in seek, on the longest day in my life. When would the sun set?
Every time I heard my friends, I would race around the corner only to see them exiting swiftly. Turning to find their room, I kept getting lost.
I manage to get outside, the yard I don't recognize but, I see him, with s... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | Alaina sat in her car, phone in her hand.
The message had come as she turned the engine off, stopping her just before she went to unbuckle and get out. Her brow furrowed, trying to figure out who among her friends and family would be cruel enough to send such a thing.
There was no contact connected- just a series o... | I was in the longest game of hide in seek, on the longest day in my life. When would the sun set?
Every time I heard my friends, I would race around the corner only to see them exiting swiftly. Turning to find their room, I kept getting lost.
I manage to get outside, the yard I don't recognize but, I see him, with s... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | *“You’ve been in a coma for 20 years…”*
Twenty years? That’s last century. I was a newlywed. Mom was alive. My brother-in-law, too. Dad could still walk.
*“We don’t know where this message will end up…”*
If this is all true, I’ve been in a coma, probably at a hospital in fucking Montgomery, AL. I haven’t ev... | Hey. I see you. I don't know if you can say the same, but I'm here. I'm sorry; Mom, Dad, Nora. I know I should be there for you, but the sad thing is that I need to stay. I'm sorry. I'll be out of your hair soon, don't worry. I have to take care of a few things first. You must be all confused and worried sick! I've bee... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | Alaina sat in her car, phone in her hand.
The message had come as she turned the engine off, stopping her just before she went to unbuckle and get out. Her brow furrowed, trying to figure out who among her friends and family would be cruel enough to send such a thing.
There was no contact connected- just a series o... | Hey. I see you. I don't know if you can say the same, but I'm here. I'm sorry; Mom, Dad, Nora. I know I should be there for you, but the sad thing is that I need to stay. I'm sorry. I'll be out of your hair soon, don't worry. I have to take care of a few things first. You must be all confused and worried sick! I've bee... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | Alaina sat in her car, phone in her hand.
The message had come as she turned the engine off, stopping her just before she went to unbuckle and get out. Her brow furrowed, trying to figure out who among her friends and family would be cruel enough to send such a thing.
There was no contact connected- just a series o... | The Escape
I hear a faint sound of an annoying alarm “BEEP BEEP BEEP” slowly getting louder, at about the same rate my eyes peal open. The noise gets no better now ringing in my head like a big brass bell. Getting More nautious with every movement, I begin to sit up and gain my vision. Questioning what happened the ... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | Alaina sat in her car, phone in her hand.
The message had come as she turned the engine off, stopping her just before she went to unbuckle and get out. Her brow furrowed, trying to figure out who among her friends and family would be cruel enough to send such a thing.
There was no contact connected- just a series o... | He woke to a tickle on his face. Opening his eye just a slit, he found the cat’s big green eyes staring at him.
“It’s early, bud,” he said as he rolled over. “Let me sleep a little bit more.”
The cat walked over him to the other side of the bed and tickled his face with his whiskers again.
“Ugh. Fine,” he groaned as... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | Alaina sat in her car, phone in her hand.
The message had come as she turned the engine off, stopping her just before she went to unbuckle and get out. Her brow furrowed, trying to figure out who among her friends and family would be cruel enough to send such a thing.
There was no contact connected- just a series o... | This prompt gave me all the thoughts you could imagine. Is this my real life? Is it all in my head? Is this word prompt just some prank? Could I die for *real* any minute? But the truth is, I don't jump to any those conclusions.
The truth is, I don’t really care.
In fact, if you told me I was really in a coma, and th... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | 1/2
I didn’t recognize our current setting. It looked like a city of sorts. Which one? I had no clue, I had never been here before. This must have been a place she’d been to long before she met me. It didn’t help that half the world around us was left incomplete: some buildings were left unfinished, most roads curved ... | I pick up a book with a plain black cover off of the shelf, intrigued because of the lack of words on the spine. The cover only had two words written in a large, white font. *Read Me* was apparently the title. There was no author written on the front either, another interesting choice. I rub my fingers over the words, ... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | "Heh", I said out loud as I looked around. My coworkers just busily typing away, oblivious to all but their work.
*Yeah, that would explain why I'm just sitting here alone, staring at this stupid message.*
I shove myself away from my desk, preparing to get up and step away to clear my head. But the message, still f... | I pick up a book with a plain black cover off of the shelf, intrigued because of the lack of words on the spine. The cover only had two words written in a large, white font. *Read Me* was apparently the title. There was no author written on the front either, another interesting choice. I rub my fingers over the words, ... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | Alaina sat in her car, phone in her hand.
The message had come as she turned the engine off, stopping her just before she went to unbuckle and get out. Her brow furrowed, trying to figure out who among her friends and family would be cruel enough to send such a thing.
There was no contact connected- just a series o... | I pick up a book with a plain black cover off of the shelf, intrigued because of the lack of words on the spine. The cover only had two words written in a large, white font. *Read Me* was apparently the title. There was no author written on the front either, another interesting choice. I rub my fingers over the words, ... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | Alaina sat in her car, phone in her hand.
The message had come as she turned the engine off, stopping her just before she went to unbuckle and get out. Her brow furrowed, trying to figure out who among her friends and family would be cruel enough to send such a thing.
There was no contact connected- just a series o... | Twenty fucking years… twenty years that I will never get back, twenty years of me reliving memories from my childhood that, for the record, I don’t want to be remembering. Alright, that’s enough complaining. I’m not just gonna sit on my ass and let this happen to me. Thank god they got that message to me or who knows h... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | Alaina sat in her car, phone in her hand.
The message had come as she turned the engine off, stopping her just before she went to unbuckle and get out. Her brow furrowed, trying to figure out who among her friends and family would be cruel enough to send such a thing.
There was no contact connected- just a series o... | *“You’ve been in a coma for 20 years…”*
Twenty years? That’s last century. I was a newlywed. Mom was alive. My brother-in-law, too. Dad could still walk.
*“We don’t know where this message will end up…”*
If this is all true, I’ve been in a coma, probably at a hospital in fucking Montgomery, AL. I haven’t ev... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | "Heh", I said out loud as I looked around. My coworkers just busily typing away, oblivious to all but their work.
*Yeah, that would explain why I'm just sitting here alone, staring at this stupid message.*
I shove myself away from my desk, preparing to get up and step away to clear my head. But the message, still f... | 1/2
I didn’t recognize our current setting. It looked like a city of sorts. Which one? I had no clue, I had never been here before. This must have been a place she’d been to long before she met me. It didn’t help that half the world around us was left incomplete: some buildings were left unfinished, most roads curved ... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | Alaina sat in her car, phone in her hand.
The message had come as she turned the engine off, stopping her just before she went to unbuckle and get out. Her brow furrowed, trying to figure out who among her friends and family would be cruel enough to send such a thing.
There was no contact connected- just a series o... | 1/2
I didn’t recognize our current setting. It looked like a city of sorts. Which one? I had no clue, I had never been here before. This must have been a place she’d been to long before she met me. It didn’t help that half the world around us was left incomplete: some buildings were left unfinished, most roads curved ... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | "Heh", I said out loud as I looked around. My coworkers just busily typing away, oblivious to all but their work.
*Yeah, that would explain why I'm just sitting here alone, staring at this stupid message.*
I shove myself away from my desk, preparing to get up and step away to clear my head. But the message, still f... | You stare at this post for a second and think to yourself, "what if it's true?" The fact that you've seen this before means that maybe, just maybe, your whole life and world is a lie, made up while you are here in a coma.
But that would be stupid. Everyone wants to believe that they are the hero in their own story, b... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | There is no way for me to know if this is true or not. I hope it isn’t, because the life I’ve made for myself over the last twenty years is pretty nice. I’ve got a wife, a house, and a decent job. I even have two cats that are only jerks part of the time.
I suppose there is some good news. I’m still here, or possibly... | You stare at this post for a second and think to yourself, "what if it's true?" The fact that you've seen this before means that maybe, just maybe, your whole life and world is a lie, made up while you are here in a coma.
But that would be stupid. Everyone wants to believe that they are the hero in their own story, b... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | Alaina sat in her car, phone in her hand.
The message had come as she turned the engine off, stopping her just before she went to unbuckle and get out. Her brow furrowed, trying to figure out who among her friends and family would be cruel enough to send such a thing.
There was no contact connected- just a series o... | You stare at this post for a second and think to yourself, "what if it's true?" The fact that you've seen this before means that maybe, just maybe, your whole life and world is a lie, made up while you are here in a coma.
But that would be stupid. Everyone wants to believe that they are the hero in their own story, b... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | Alaina sat in her car, phone in her hand.
The message had come as she turned the engine off, stopping her just before she went to unbuckle and get out. Her brow furrowed, trying to figure out who among her friends and family would be cruel enough to send such a thing.
There was no contact connected- just a series o... | "Heh", I said out loud as I looked around. My coworkers just busily typing away, oblivious to all but their work.
*Yeah, that would explain why I'm just sitting here alone, staring at this stupid message.*
I shove myself away from my desk, preparing to get up and step away to clear my head. But the message, still f... | |
[WP] If you are reading this, you've been in a coma for 20 years. We are trying a new technique. We don't know where this message will end up in your dream, but we hope we are getting through. Please wake up. | Alaina sat in her car, phone in her hand.
The message had come as she turned the engine off, stopping her just before she went to unbuckle and get out. Her brow furrowed, trying to figure out who among her friends and family would be cruel enough to send such a thing.
There was no contact connected- just a series o... | There is no way for me to know if this is true or not. I hope it isn’t, because the life I’ve made for myself over the last twenty years is pretty nice. I’ve got a wife, a house, and a decent job. I even have two cats that are only jerks part of the time.
I suppose there is some good news. I’m still here, or possibly... | |
[WP] Two time travelers meet in the past and end up getting in an argument about history, unaware that their conversation is being listened to. | "You've got to be shitting me. Fucking humans..."
The two men, who had, up until now, been lost deep in conversation over the exact timings a senior government figure would die the following week, turned to face the drunk who was slouched over a shot of whiskey further along the bar.
They stared as he downed it, be... | “What are you doing here?” I said to the man who was crouched behind the desk.
“Hey, I’m just setting up a recording device is all.” He said back as he began to remove his mask.
Underneath the balaclava was Archie, a fellow time traveler and my brother. We last met back in 1148 who was wearing an aeropostale sh... | |
[WP] You work in The Vault, a secret facility that exists solely to house the extremely dangerous Subject: a man who instantly learns everything there is to know about a person just by meeting them. It's finally your turn to bring him dinner. | "Evening Edgar." I said as the floor changed from linoleum to plush carpet.
"Evening Joe. What do we have for dinner tonight?" Replied Edgar. He was a small man, intensely pale, made all the moreso by the fire light and red glow of enameled lamp shades.
"Can't remember the name frankly," I confessed, setting the tray... | I tried to switch my shift, or fake an illness, but it was in vain. As I walked slowly towards the cell of Subject 01-S, I imagined everything he could tell me about me. I know I did some horrible things, but I swear up and down, I've changed. I couldn't be hired two months ago, just to be fired now!
I stood in front... | |
[WP] You work in The Vault, a secret facility that exists solely to house the extremely dangerous Subject: a man who instantly learns everything there is to know about a person just by meeting them. It's finally your turn to bring him dinner. | I quietly stepped though the door carrying the meal tray, catching my first glimpse of the Subject. They were bound in their chair, facing the opposite wall, incapable of even turning their head more than a millimeter in either direction. The lights were perfectly arranged so that one would cast no shadows, the floors ... | I tried to switch my shift, or fake an illness, but it was in vain. As I walked slowly towards the cell of Subject 01-S, I imagined everything he could tell me about me. I know I did some horrible things, but I swear up and down, I've changed. I couldn't be hired two months ago, just to be fired now!
I stood in front... | |
[WP] You work in The Vault, a secret facility that exists solely to house the extremely dangerous Subject: a man who instantly learns everything there is to know about a person just by meeting them. It's finally your turn to bring him dinner. | I took a deep breath. I don’t have anything to hide, at least I don’t I do. It strange to think someone could know things about me that I’ve buried deep in my subconscious. I grabbed the platter. It looked like a bland meal. I turned the doorknob. I was greeted by a formal looking man sitting on a couch staring at the ... | After a nasty string of breakups, I final hit my rock bottom. After getting a text from a (former) girlfriend informing me of our breakup while at work, I was fired for crying in the bathroom while the cash register, and most of the contents of the shop itself, was stolen.
Two weeks later, down on my luck, feeling so... | |
[WP] You work in The Vault, a secret facility that exists solely to house the extremely dangerous Subject: a man who instantly learns everything there is to know about a person just by meeting them. It's finally your turn to bring him dinner. | "Evening Edgar." I said as the floor changed from linoleum to plush carpet.
"Evening Joe. What do we have for dinner tonight?" Replied Edgar. He was a small man, intensely pale, made all the moreso by the fire light and red glow of enameled lamp shades.
"Can't remember the name frankly," I confessed, setting the tray... | After a nasty string of breakups, I final hit my rock bottom. After getting a text from a (former) girlfriend informing me of our breakup while at work, I was fired for crying in the bathroom while the cash register, and most of the contents of the shop itself, was stolen.
Two weeks later, down on my luck, feeling so... | |
[WP] You work in The Vault, a secret facility that exists solely to house the extremely dangerous Subject: a man who instantly learns everything there is to know about a person just by meeting them. It's finally your turn to bring him dinner. | I quietly stepped though the door carrying the meal tray, catching my first glimpse of the Subject. They were bound in their chair, facing the opposite wall, incapable of even turning their head more than a millimeter in either direction. The lights were perfectly arranged so that one would cast no shadows, the floors ... | After a nasty string of breakups, I final hit my rock bottom. After getting a text from a (former) girlfriend informing me of our breakup while at work, I was fired for crying in the bathroom while the cash register, and most of the contents of the shop itself, was stolen.
Two weeks later, down on my luck, feeling so... | |
[WP] You work in The Vault, a secret facility that exists solely to house the extremely dangerous Subject: a man who instantly learns everything there is to know about a person just by meeting them. It's finally your turn to bring him dinner. | "Evening Edgar." I said as the floor changed from linoleum to plush carpet.
"Evening Joe. What do we have for dinner tonight?" Replied Edgar. He was a small man, intensely pale, made all the moreso by the fire light and red glow of enameled lamp shades.
"Can't remember the name frankly," I confessed, setting the tray... | I took a deep breath. I don’t have anything to hide, at least I don’t I do. It strange to think someone could know things about me that I’ve buried deep in my subconscious. I grabbed the platter. It looked like a bland meal. I turned the doorknob. I was greeted by a formal looking man sitting on a couch staring at the ... | |
[WP] You work in The Vault, a secret facility that exists solely to house the extremely dangerous Subject: a man who instantly learns everything there is to know about a person just by meeting them. It's finally your turn to bring him dinner. | I quietly stepped though the door carrying the meal tray, catching my first glimpse of the Subject. They were bound in their chair, facing the opposite wall, incapable of even turning their head more than a millimeter in either direction. The lights were perfectly arranged so that one would cast no shadows, the floors ... | I took a deep breath. I don’t have anything to hide, at least I don’t I do. It strange to think someone could know things about me that I’ve buried deep in my subconscious. I grabbed the platter. It looked like a bland meal. I turned the doorknob. I was greeted by a formal looking man sitting on a couch staring at the ... | |
[WP] You work in The Vault, a secret facility that exists solely to house the extremely dangerous Subject: a man who instantly learns everything there is to know about a person just by meeting them. It's finally your turn to bring him dinner. | I wasn't worried, I had no fear of the man bringing up any dirty laundry of mine, in fact I was quite at peace with the decisions that I had made in life. I was not a perfect person but who was? For lack of a better word, I was only human.. Unlike the man I was serving dinner.
The long winding hallways often disorient... | It was only my first week. I guess the new guy always brings him his dinner, but I got lucky and I was hired with two others. It was the beginning of my third night when I got stopped on my way to the break room by my boss.
"Your turn, rookie."
I knew it was coming, but I still wasn't ready. I heard horror stories o... | |
[WP] You work in The Vault, a secret facility that exists solely to house the extremely dangerous Subject: a man who instantly learns everything there is to know about a person just by meeting them. It's finally your turn to bring him dinner. | "I'm having trouble understanding, Smith. Why have you resigned from your post?" The Vault Director asked me.
How do I answer that? More importantly, what would be the point? I made my decision, before I had even exited the room with the Subject.
"Smith, you're being groomed to one day be the director of this entire ... | It was only my first week. I guess the new guy always brings him his dinner, but I got lucky and I was hired with two others. It was the beginning of my third night when I got stopped on my way to the break room by my boss.
"Your turn, rookie."
I knew it was coming, but I still wasn't ready. I heard horror stories o... | |
[WP] You work in The Vault, a secret facility that exists solely to house the extremely dangerous Subject: a man who instantly learns everything there is to know about a person just by meeting them. It's finally your turn to bring him dinner. | "I'm having trouble understanding, Smith. Why have you resigned from your post?" The Vault Director asked me.
How do I answer that? More importantly, what would be the point? I made my decision, before I had even exited the room with the Subject.
"Smith, you're being groomed to one day be the director of this entire ... | I wasn't worried, I had no fear of the man bringing up any dirty laundry of mine, in fact I was quite at peace with the decisions that I had made in life. I was not a perfect person but who was? For lack of a better word, I was only human.. Unlike the man I was serving dinner.
The long winding hallways often disorient... | |
[WP] The hero stared at the boy who was supposed to be his wise old master. "Word of advice. If you ever achieve immortality then wait till you're at least 20", he said in a high pitched voice. | Kennan thought he had seen all that magic had to offer. He was born and raised in the High Kingdom, where magic was as abundant as there were stars in the sky. He himself had a knack for elemental magic, but he knew fellow soldiers with the gift of mind-reading, shape-shifting, and a cornucopia of other talents. One ma... | “Hello,” said a squeaky voice from afar. In the distance a small boy clothed in a wizards gown approached. I stared at him quizzically. “Word of advice. If you want immortality, wait till your at least 20” he said gazing up at me. He turned around and motioned for me to follow. I stood still, frozen by shock. “Come alo... | |
[WP] The hero stared at the boy who was supposed to be his wise old master. "Word of advice. If you ever achieve immortality then wait till you're at least 20", he said in a high pitched voice. | The boy reclined in one of the swamp pools that formed at the base of the tree of ancients. His proportions seemed alien to the hero, long gangly limbs, slender fingers longer than the hero's arms. His face a porous mess of craters upon craters. "You're to be my master" said the Hero.
" I am," cracked the voice of the... | “Hello,” said a squeaky voice from afar. In the distance a small boy clothed in a wizards gown approached. I stared at him quizzically. “Word of advice. If you want immortality, wait till your at least 20” he said gazing up at me. He turned around and motioned for me to follow. I stood still, frozen by shock. “Come alo... | |
[WP] The hero stared at the boy who was supposed to be his wise old master. "Word of advice. If you ever achieve immortality then wait till you're at least 20", he said in a high pitched voice. | Grant looked at the boy with confusion. He couldn't have been more than ten years old.
"Wait, you're immortal, and you're my master who's going to train me? The voice in the fire told me to come here. This is all a bit overwhelming."
"I'm Kaimon, or just Kai. Yes, I'm immortal and yes I'm your master. I'm here... | “Hello,” said a squeaky voice from afar. In the distance a small boy clothed in a wizards gown approached. I stared at him quizzically. “Word of advice. If you want immortality, wait till your at least 20” he said gazing up at me. He turned around and motioned for me to follow. I stood still, frozen by shock. “Come alo... | |
[WP] The hero stared at the boy who was supposed to be his wise old master. "Word of advice. If you ever achieve immortality then wait till you're at least 20", he said in a high pitched voice. | “How old are you?” I asked skeptically.
The boy sighed deeply. “I know I look 12 but I am well over 200. I can’t even get a drink unless I stay in a town for a decade.” His voice cracked on the last word. It’s like his body was eternally stuck in puberty.
“That sucks,” I sympathize.
He shrugs in acknowledgement. “... | “Hello,” said a squeaky voice from afar. In the distance a small boy clothed in a wizards gown approached. I stared at him quizzically. “Word of advice. If you want immortality, wait till your at least 20” he said gazing up at me. He turned around and motioned for me to follow. I stood still, frozen by shock. “Come alo... | |
[WP] The hero stared at the boy who was supposed to be his wise old master. "Word of advice. If you ever achieve immortality then wait till you're at least 20", he said in a high pitched voice. | "...that way, you'll have an easier time getting laid."
The hero gaped his mouth as the realization dawned upon him. The young boy, who looked barely twelve, wasn't a false appearance.
"I'm still perplexed by the morality of using illusion magic to look older during sex." The master grimaced. "Then again, it's never ... | “Hello,” said a squeaky voice from afar. In the distance a small boy clothed in a wizards gown approached. I stared at him quizzically. “Word of advice. If you want immortality, wait till your at least 20” he said gazing up at me. He turned around and motioned for me to follow. I stood still, frozen by shock. “Come alo... | |
[WP] The hero stared at the boy who was supposed to be his wise old master. "Word of advice. If you ever achieve immortality then wait till you're at least 20", he said in a high pitched voice. | Grant looked at the boy with confusion. He couldn't have been more than ten years old.
"Wait, you're immortal, and you're my master who's going to train me? The voice in the fire told me to come here. This is all a bit overwhelming."
"I'm Kaimon, or just Kai. Yes, I'm immortal and yes I'm your master. I'm here... | The boy reclined in one of the swamp pools that formed at the base of the tree of ancients. His proportions seemed alien to the hero, long gangly limbs, slender fingers longer than the hero's arms. His face a porous mess of craters upon craters. "You're to be my master" said the Hero.
" I am," cracked the voice of the... | |
[WP] The hero stared at the boy who was supposed to be his wise old master. "Word of advice. If you ever achieve immortality then wait till you're at least 20", he said in a high pitched voice. | “How old are you?” I asked skeptically.
The boy sighed deeply. “I know I look 12 but I am well over 200. I can’t even get a drink unless I stay in a town for a decade.” His voice cracked on the last word. It’s like his body was eternally stuck in puberty.
“That sucks,” I sympathize.
He shrugs in acknowledgement. “... | 'Frederik, are you sure he is the one?'
'However outrageous it may sound, he is the one we are searching for princess.'
Princess Caroline was in shamble, the one standing in front of her was a child, 9 or 10 from the look of it, and even smaller than her little brother. And yet, he give off a weird aura that she can'... | |
[WP] The hero stared at the boy who was supposed to be his wise old master. "Word of advice. If you ever achieve immortality then wait till you're at least 20", he said in a high pitched voice. | John stared hard at this young boy who stood in front of him.
‘’Wha... where’s the master? I journeyed hard to reach here, to seek knowledge and power, and this is what I’m greeted by?’’
John tried to get past the boy, to continue his search for the almighty one, but was stopped.
‘’I am the master, the one with the... | 'Frederik, are you sure he is the one?'
'However outrageous it may sound, he is the one we are searching for princess.'
Princess Caroline was in shamble, the one standing in front of her was a child, 9 or 10 from the look of it, and even smaller than her little brother. And yet, he give off a weird aura that she can'... | |
[WP] The hero stared at the boy who was supposed to be his wise old master. "Word of advice. If you ever achieve immortality then wait till you're at least 20", he said in a high pitched voice. | The warrior had seen many things in battle that kept him up at night: the bodies of man and beast twisted together in corpse lattices, blood pooled to his ankles, bubbling and putrid, men stronger than he—weeping as they searched for their own missing limbs. So, when he looked upon the boy, *the master* he had ascende... | 'Frederik, are you sure he is the one?'
'However outrageous it may sound, he is the one we are searching for princess.'
Princess Caroline was in shamble, the one standing in front of her was a child, 9 or 10 from the look of it, and even smaller than her little brother. And yet, he give off a weird aura that she can'... | |
[WP] The hero stared at the boy who was supposed to be his wise old master. "Word of advice. If you ever achieve immortality then wait till you're at least 20", he said in a high pitched voice. | "...that way, you'll have an easier time getting laid."
The hero gaped his mouth as the realization dawned upon him. The young boy, who looked barely twelve, wasn't a false appearance.
"I'm still perplexed by the morality of using illusion magic to look older during sex." The master grimaced. "Then again, it's never ... | 'Frederik, are you sure he is the one?'
'However outrageous it may sound, he is the one we are searching for princess.'
Princess Caroline was in shamble, the one standing in front of her was a child, 9 or 10 from the look of it, and even smaller than her little brother. And yet, he give off a weird aura that she can'... | |
[WP] The hero stared at the boy who was supposed to be his wise old master. "Word of advice. If you ever achieve immortality then wait till you're at least 20", he said in a high pitched voice. | "...that way, you'll have an easier time getting laid."
The hero gaped his mouth as the realization dawned upon him. The young boy, who looked barely twelve, wasn't a false appearance.
"I'm still perplexed by the morality of using illusion magic to look older during sex." The master grimaced. "Then again, it's never ... | “How old are you?” I asked skeptically.
The boy sighed deeply. “I know I look 12 but I am well over 200. I can’t even get a drink unless I stay in a town for a decade.” His voice cracked on the last word. It’s like his body was eternally stuck in puberty.
“That sucks,” I sympathize.
He shrugs in acknowledgement. “... | |
[WP] The hero stared at the boy who was supposed to be his wise old master. "Word of advice. If you ever achieve immortality then wait till you're at least 20", he said in a high pitched voice. | The warrior had seen many things in battle that kept him up at night: the bodies of man and beast twisted together in corpse lattices, blood pooled to his ankles, bubbling and putrid, men stronger than he—weeping as they searched for their own missing limbs. So, when he looked upon the boy, *the master* he had ascende... | John stared hard at this young boy who stood in front of him.
‘’Wha... where’s the master? I journeyed hard to reach here, to seek knowledge and power, and this is what I’m greeted by?’’
John tried to get past the boy, to continue his search for the almighty one, but was stopped.
‘’I am the master, the one with the... | |
[WP] The hero stared at the boy who was supposed to be his wise old master. "Word of advice. If you ever achieve immortality then wait till you're at least 20", he said in a high pitched voice. | "...that way, you'll have an easier time getting laid."
The hero gaped his mouth as the realization dawned upon him. The young boy, who looked barely twelve, wasn't a false appearance.
"I'm still perplexed by the morality of using illusion magic to look older during sex." The master grimaced. "Then again, it's never ... | John stared hard at this young boy who stood in front of him.
‘’Wha... where’s the master? I journeyed hard to reach here, to seek knowledge and power, and this is what I’m greeted by?’’
John tried to get past the boy, to continue his search for the almighty one, but was stopped.
‘’I am the master, the one with the... | |
[WP] The hero stared at the boy who was supposed to be his wise old master. "Word of advice. If you ever achieve immortality then wait till you're at least 20", he said in a high pitched voice. | "...that way, you'll have an easier time getting laid."
The hero gaped his mouth as the realization dawned upon him. The young boy, who looked barely twelve, wasn't a false appearance.
"I'm still perplexed by the morality of using illusion magic to look older during sex." The master grimaced. "Then again, it's never ... | The warrior had seen many things in battle that kept him up at night: the bodies of man and beast twisted together in corpse lattices, blood pooled to his ankles, bubbling and putrid, men stronger than he—weeping as they searched for their own missing limbs. So, when he looked upon the boy, *the master* he had ascende... | |
[WP] The creature stands before you, holding a blackened journal. Only one entry is legible. "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I could save the beast, but not its memories. I gave it life, but it is you who must give it a story. Do not be afraid of it. You are its master now." | The beam of my flashlight magnified how shaky my hands were being. In front of me was an amorphous beast, form ever-changing. The only recognizable thing it had was a journal covered in soot held in its jaw? Its claw? I couldn't tell. It didn't seem to be threatening, but that didn't quell the terror in my heart. I had... | Wolof the Wizard, was kind of sick being a wizard , people expected a lot from him. Get rid of this curse, get rid of death spectre in town square, can you reduce the swelling in my cursed balls. Wolof also was not as smart as other people thought wizards were. Sure, Wolof went to wizard school, but does that mean he w... | |
[WP] The creature stands before you, holding a blackened journal. Only one entry is legible. "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I could save the beast, but not its memories. I gave it life, but it is you who must give it a story. Do not be afraid of it. You are its master now." | The beam of my flashlight magnified how shaky my hands were being. In front of me was an amorphous beast, form ever-changing. The only recognizable thing it had was a journal covered in soot held in its jaw? Its claw? I couldn't tell. It didn't seem to be threatening, but that didn't quell the terror in my heart. I had... | Satcha is a poor city in the middle of the northwest. It's always been that way because of a famous scandal our mayor pulled 35 years ago that made our city built on money laundering. I've never liked living here, especially after my parent's death. But for a city to be a city, people must live there, and I am not 18 y... | |
[WP] The creature stands before you, holding a blackened journal. Only one entry is legible. "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I could save the beast, but not its memories. I gave it life, but it is you who must give it a story. Do not be afraid of it. You are its master now." | I looked up from the journal at the strange creature on my stoop. It had knees that bent the wrong way, a thick layer of short fur covered its whole body, and there weren't any visible ears on its elongated head. It looked frightened, nervous, like a lost little kid. I slowly stretched out my hand.
"Hey there, buddy. ... | Satcha is a poor city in the middle of the northwest. It's always been that way because of a famous scandal our mayor pulled 35 years ago that made our city built on money laundering. I've never liked living here, especially after my parent's death. But for a city to be a city, people must live there, and I am not 18 y... | |
[WP] You're at an intergalactic, black market auction, where leaders from all over known space go to buy the right to conquer planets. The planet up for sale right now is one of the most dangerous known planets; Earth. | "Three hundred hyions for Earth, going Once. Going twii-."
"Ten Thousand hyions," a loud voice shouted from the back. Immediately the entire room was filled with a deafening silence.
Ten Thousand hyions? No one has ever bet that much on a galaxy before- let alone a planet like earth.
You turned towards the direction... | "Now here's a real beauty, a water-bound majestic planet circling the Sun at 1,609 kph while relying on its energy to sustain all living life forms currently inhabiting on its surface. The dominant species of the planet number at roughly 7.5 billion and are at the brink of being defined as intelligent. Do I hear 300 lu... | |
[WP] Teleportation booths have been installed in every major city across the globe and are all turning on tonight. You helped design them. Only you know the truth. We haven’t discovered teleportation yet. | I struggle to sleep at night, i feel an awful amount of shame. All the people lost, yet still here.
I tend to talk to a friend of mine when things get too much for me to handle alone, but he is gone now too. They did not like me talking with him. I still wonder how they have not tracked down and killed me yet, conside... | "What do you mean you don't know how teleportation works? How the hell do I set up a teleportation booth if you don't know how teleportation works? Is this some sort of weird joke? you know people will be pissed off when they put twenty dollars into a machine that does little more than vibrate and show them a picture o... | |
[WP] Humans have landed on Mars for the first time, and are surprised to find thriving, advanced Martian life with towering cities. This whole time they’d chosen to remain hidden by projecting a holographic image around the planet, and had built a realistic movie-style stage for our mars rovers. | Not following the prompt to the letter. This is going to be from the mars rover perspective.
The dry red dirt covered everything on that planet, even the once shiny metal of Opportunity. Oppy was moving with a purpose like she always did. Recording everything around her, taking reading, basking in the light, and beepi... | Landing Shuttle: Mission control this Mars shuttle 1 from the transport ship EVE, upon our approach we are getting odd readings from the planet, which include multiple radio frequencies and irregular bio readings. We keep updating as we approach our landing sight.
Landing Shuttle: My God we have been wrong, all wro... | |
[WP] You gambled your soul against the devil and won, you are now the confused owner of Satan's soul | "You serious?" I mused playfully, my winning cards sitting on the table.
"As serious as your new-fangled video game characters take themselves, kid." I laughed loudly, I had actually, somehow, beaten Satan himself in what I expected to be the world's most rigged card game. Then the shock set in, I was now, somehow, th... | "Dammit!" the devil shouted, as I laid down my poker hand that proved to be the game winning dagger. "Well, a bet's a bet, and hell, I'll honor it... but you sure you don't want anything like, immense wealth? Or guitar playing fame? You really want my soul?"
"Yeah that's right," I said with a shrug.
"I at least know ... | |
[WP] Normally heroes would retire to become kings, marry the princess, became rich beyond imagination, etc. But this hero just wanted to open up a bakery and be incognito. | "Hey can I get two dozen donuts please." The guy's in a hurry. That's for sure. He's definitely got somewhere to be. Probably an office party or something. We get these guys a lot in the morning. Button down shirt. Heavy jacket. Worn out look on their face. The snow is bad this time of year, and it definitely makes the... | Thurrin had grown from a nobody, to a small town hero, to the leader of a newfound adventurer's guild, with him in charge of running it all.
At times he thought of the irony of it all. Escaping your own clan, roaming the planet as a nobody until he found the perfect little village, a mere speck on the map. But, fate ... | |
[WP] you were always a step above everyone and when humanity reached for the stars you were one of the first to lead into the abyss. when first contact is made, the aliens seem terrified of you and none of your crew. turns out you're the last of a lost Apex species. Earth was meant to be your grave. | All my life, I had memories I shouldn't have had. Memories I couldn't have had. Half-forgotten fragments of other times, other places, other creatures. When I was a child, found on the street next to the orphanage, they called it an "over-active imagination". Because of course I couldn't remember being an old woman pla... | *Suez,* at least that’s what we called the alien planet for the native name wasn’t even audible for human years.
I looked down the planet and I didn’t know what I expected, maybe an ocean world because the native “*Suezians*” kinda/sorta looked like squids. Furry Squids...
They looked creepy in my opinion but all indi... | |
[WP] you were always a step above everyone and when humanity reached for the stars you were one of the first to lead into the abyss. when first contact is made, the aliens seem terrified of you and none of your crew. turns out you're the last of a lost Apex species. Earth was meant to be your grave. | All my life, I had memories I shouldn't have had. Memories I couldn't have had. Half-forgotten fragments of other times, other places, other creatures. When I was a child, found on the street next to the orphanage, they called it an "over-active imagination". Because of course I couldn't remember being an old woman pla... | We didn't belong here. Down in the dirt, crawling in the muck and filth of this stupid blue ball of a vermin-invested planet.
It had always been in the back of our minds. Oh, as time passed, the thoughts faded from the forefront. We didn't quite forget, but we... didn't really remember, either.
For what seemed like e... | |
[WP] you were always a step above everyone and when humanity reached for the stars you were one of the first to lead into the abyss. when first contact is made, the aliens seem terrified of you and none of your crew. turns out you're the last of a lost Apex species. Earth was meant to be your grave. | I had always stood taller than my colleagues. Accuracy, speed, strength, intelligence? In all of which, I surpassed even those selected to teach me. I grasped difficult concepts with ease and placed first in every contest, no matter the competition or subject.
However, I was always different. As I grew older, my metab... | I'd never had trouble climbing through the ranks. I was always top of my game, above every other damn person in my group. I was the best.
And so, they thought, I was the best to be captain of the journey into the great unknown. The abyss.
Turns out space is pretty boring. For the most part, anyway. Barren rocks float... | |
[WP] Due to the similarities of their professions, doctors now talk the same way about a patients health as mechanics do with cars. | The double doors swing open, crashing into the white walls of the long, brightly lit hallway.
“Coming through!”, Jet shouts as he sails down the corridor, riding the stretcher like you used to do your mums shopping cart as a kid. Hanging from the back handle and with the front wheels just barely touching the ground... | [Poem] Good afternoon Mrs ireling
As you can see her cylinders weren't firing
So thanks to quick thinking
From my mate Heminator
We Kick-started her with a defibrillator
So I'll give her a lick of clothes
And she'll be good to go | |
[WP] "I'll die if you kill me", your best friend once tells you. You laugh at it at the time, but when they turn out to be an immortal bent on destroying everything, you remember their words. | “I’ll die if you kill me.” It was just a joke. It was only meant to bring a few laughs. It wasn’t supposed to be true, things weren’t meant to turn out this way.
It all started with me and you, we’ve been friends for as long as I can remember. It was just the two of us. Two children against the world, the universe.
W... | The setting sun couldn't shine its glow by the think clad of smoke that enveloped the city of remnants and ashes. Flames were still burning at a great height, spreading by the minute. Blood spilt amongst the dirt and the corpses.
Corpses...
Corpses that were caused by me.
Corpses that I promised to save, to avoid.
... | |
[WP] "I'll die if you kill me", your best friend once tells you. You laugh at it at the time, but when they turn out to be an immortal bent on destroying everything, you remember their words. | The pillar of fire filled the sky with embers, cackling; horrifying; blood-thirsty.
Just as she.
What remained of my best friend had perished a long time ago, but the voice of she-witch past was running through my mind.
“I’ll die if you kill me”
The look on her face then, told me everything I need to know now.
It... | The setting sun couldn't shine its glow by the think clad of smoke that enveloped the city of remnants and ashes. Flames were still burning at a great height, spreading by the minute. Blood spilt amongst the dirt and the corpses.
Corpses...
Corpses that were caused by me.
Corpses that I promised to save, to avoid.
... | |
[WP] "I'll die if you kill me", your best friend once tells you. You laugh at it at the time, but when they turn out to be an immortal bent on destroying everything, you remember their words. | "Go on!" The beaten and defeated man kneeling before me shouted as he stared up into my eyes. "Do it!" He grabbed the barrel of my gun and pointed it square in his face. "Pull the trigger!"
But, I just couldn't. Tears fell from my eyes as the winds whipped around the two of us. The distant sounds of explosions and peo... | The setting sun couldn't shine its glow by the think clad of smoke that enveloped the city of remnants and ashes. Flames were still burning at a great height, spreading by the minute. Blood spilt amongst the dirt and the corpses.
Corpses...
Corpses that were caused by me.
Corpses that I promised to save, to avoid.
... | |
[WP] "I'll die if you kill me", your best friend once tells you. You laugh at it at the time, but when they turn out to be an immortal bent on destroying everything, you remember their words. | My friend had died a few times. But every time, a day or two later, he always came back, to the point where I didn't even flinch the last time when I watched him get stabbed in the chest.
Eventually, once I'd become accustomed to his immortality, we'd make jokes about it occasionally.
One day, he'd made a casual rema... | The setting sun couldn't shine its glow by the think clad of smoke that enveloped the city of remnants and ashes. Flames were still burning at a great height, spreading by the minute. Blood spilt amongst the dirt and the corpses.
Corpses...
Corpses that were caused by me.
Corpses that I promised to save, to avoid.
... | |
[WP] "I'll die if you kill me", your best friend once tells you. You laugh at it at the time, but when they turn out to be an immortal bent on destroying everything, you remember their words. | I still think back to that day. The day I killed my best friend.
I wonder why she told me, I was the only one who could match her in combat, with magic or blade. She could have killed me in my sleep or hired assassins, perhaps she wanted to die? or she enjoyed the challenge of besting me in a fight to the death? Mayb... | The setting sun couldn't shine its glow by the think clad of smoke that enveloped the city of remnants and ashes. Flames were still burning at a great height, spreading by the minute. Blood spilt amongst the dirt and the corpses.
Corpses...
Corpses that were caused by me.
Corpses that I promised to save, to avoid.
... | |
[WP] "I'll die if you kill me", your best friend once tells you. You laugh at it at the time, but when they turn out to be an immortal bent on destroying everything, you remember their words. | I didn't want to believe them. The rumors. The hushed whispers. The cutting words. The scared murmurings. There was no way she would even think of doing something like this. There was no way. Gideon was a good person.
She was always there for me and my family. She always took care of us, looked after me, and made sure... | The setting sun couldn't shine its glow by the think clad of smoke that enveloped the city of remnants and ashes. Flames were still burning at a great height, spreading by the minute. Blood spilt amongst the dirt and the corpses.
Corpses...
Corpses that were caused by me.
Corpses that I promised to save, to avoid.
... | |
[WP] "I'll die if you kill me", your best friend once tells you. You laugh at it at the time, but when they turn out to be an immortal bent on destroying everything, you remember their words. | I stare him down, the monster that I once thought as my best friend. He has a small, painfully hopeful smile on his lips, as if there is a way to talk his way back into my heart.
“Why,” I growl out, soft and low, “Did you destroy EVERYTHING that I ever worked for?”
The red-eyed man smiles, “Jakobi, I didn’t want to h... | The setting sun couldn't shine its glow by the think clad of smoke that enveloped the city of remnants and ashes. Flames were still burning at a great height, spreading by the minute. Blood spilt amongst the dirt and the corpses.
Corpses...
Corpses that were caused by me.
Corpses that I promised to save, to avoid.
... | |
[WP] "I'll die if you kill me", your best friend once tells you. You laugh at it at the time, but when they turn out to be an immortal bent on destroying everything, you remember their words. | "I didn't want this!" I scream. "I never wanted this!"
"You think I did?" Damian scoffs. "You think I wanted this?"
He gestures to the destroyed landscape around us. What was once New York City is now little more than a crater. He didn't mean to do it. I know that. I've known Damian my whole life. He's always had ang... | The setting sun couldn't shine its glow by the think clad of smoke that enveloped the city of remnants and ashes. Flames were still burning at a great height, spreading by the minute. Blood spilt amongst the dirt and the corpses.
Corpses...
Corpses that were caused by me.
Corpses that I promised to save, to avoid.
... | |
[WP] "I'll die if you kill me", your best friend once tells you. You laugh at it at the time, but when they turn out to be an immortal bent on destroying everything, you remember their words. | My friend had died a few times. But every time, a day or two later, he always came back, to the point where I didn't even flinch the last time when I watched him get stabbed in the chest.
Eventually, once I'd become accustomed to his immortality, we'd make jokes about it occasionally.
One day, he'd made a casual rema... | “I’ll die if you kill me.” It was just a joke. It was only meant to bring a few laughs. It wasn’t supposed to be true, things weren’t meant to turn out this way.
It all started with me and you, we’ve been friends for as long as I can remember. It was just the two of us. Two children against the world, the universe.
W... | |
[WP] "I'll die if you kill me", your best friend once tells you. You laugh at it at the time, but when they turn out to be an immortal bent on destroying everything, you remember their words. | I didn't want to believe them. The rumors. The hushed whispers. The cutting words. The scared murmurings. There was no way she would even think of doing something like this. There was no way. Gideon was a good person.
She was always there for me and my family. She always took care of us, looked after me, and made sure... | “I’ll die if you kill me.” It was just a joke. It was only meant to bring a few laughs. It wasn’t supposed to be true, things weren’t meant to turn out this way.
It all started with me and you, we’ve been friends for as long as I can remember. It was just the two of us. Two children against the world, the universe.
W... | |
[WP] "I'll die if you kill me", your best friend once tells you. You laugh at it at the time, but when they turn out to be an immortal bent on destroying everything, you remember their words. | I stare him down, the monster that I once thought as my best friend. He has a small, painfully hopeful smile on his lips, as if there is a way to talk his way back into my heart.
“Why,” I growl out, soft and low, “Did you destroy EVERYTHING that I ever worked for?”
The red-eyed man smiles, “Jakobi, I didn’t want to h... | “I’ll die if you kill me.” It was just a joke. It was only meant to bring a few laughs. It wasn’t supposed to be true, things weren’t meant to turn out this way.
It all started with me and you, we’ve been friends for as long as I can remember. It was just the two of us. Two children against the world, the universe.
W... | |
[WP] "I'll die if you kill me", your best friend once tells you. You laugh at it at the time, but when they turn out to be an immortal bent on destroying everything, you remember their words. | "I didn't want this!" I scream. "I never wanted this!"
"You think I did?" Damian scoffs. "You think I wanted this?"
He gestures to the destroyed landscape around us. What was once New York City is now little more than a crater. He didn't mean to do it. I know that. I've known Damian my whole life. He's always had ang... | “I’ll die if you kill me.” It was just a joke. It was only meant to bring a few laughs. It wasn’t supposed to be true, things weren’t meant to turn out this way.
It all started with me and you, we’ve been friends for as long as I can remember. It was just the two of us. Two children against the world, the universe.
W... | |
[WP] "I'll die if you kill me", your best friend once tells you. You laugh at it at the time, but when they turn out to be an immortal bent on destroying everything, you remember their words. | I stare him down, the monster that I once thought as my best friend. He has a small, painfully hopeful smile on his lips, as if there is a way to talk his way back into my heart.
“Why,” I growl out, soft and low, “Did you destroy EVERYTHING that I ever worked for?”
The red-eyed man smiles, “Jakobi, I didn’t want to h... | The pillar of fire filled the sky with embers, cackling; horrifying; blood-thirsty.
Just as she.
What remained of my best friend had perished a long time ago, but the voice of she-witch past was running through my mind.
“I’ll die if you kill me”
The look on her face then, told me everything I need to know now.
It... | |
[WP] "I'll die if you kill me", your best friend once tells you. You laugh at it at the time, but when they turn out to be an immortal bent on destroying everything, you remember their words. | I didn't want to believe them. The rumors. The hushed whispers. The cutting words. The scared murmurings. There was no way she would even think of doing something like this. There was no way. Gideon was a good person.
She was always there for me and my family. She always took care of us, looked after me, and made sure... | "Go on!" The beaten and defeated man kneeling before me shouted as he stared up into my eyes. "Do it!" He grabbed the barrel of my gun and pointed it square in his face. "Pull the trigger!"
But, I just couldn't. Tears fell from my eyes as the winds whipped around the two of us. The distant sounds of explosions and peo... | |
[WP] "I'll die if you kill me", your best friend once tells you. You laugh at it at the time, but when they turn out to be an immortal bent on destroying everything, you remember their words. | I stare him down, the monster that I once thought as my best friend. He has a small, painfully hopeful smile on his lips, as if there is a way to talk his way back into my heart.
“Why,” I growl out, soft and low, “Did you destroy EVERYTHING that I ever worked for?”
The red-eyed man smiles, “Jakobi, I didn’t want to h... | "Go on!" The beaten and defeated man kneeling before me shouted as he stared up into my eyes. "Do it!" He grabbed the barrel of my gun and pointed it square in his face. "Pull the trigger!"
But, I just couldn't. Tears fell from my eyes as the winds whipped around the two of us. The distant sounds of explosions and peo... | |
[WP] "I'll die if you kill me", your best friend once tells you. You laugh at it at the time, but when they turn out to be an immortal bent on destroying everything, you remember their words. | "I didn't want this!" I scream. "I never wanted this!"
"You think I did?" Damian scoffs. "You think I wanted this?"
He gestures to the destroyed landscape around us. What was once New York City is now little more than a crater. He didn't mean to do it. I know that. I've known Damian my whole life. He's always had ang... | "Go on!" The beaten and defeated man kneeling before me shouted as he stared up into my eyes. "Do it!" He grabbed the barrel of my gun and pointed it square in his face. "Pull the trigger!"
But, I just couldn't. Tears fell from my eyes as the winds whipped around the two of us. The distant sounds of explosions and peo... | |
[WP] "I'll die if you kill me", your best friend once tells you. You laugh at it at the time, but when they turn out to be an immortal bent on destroying everything, you remember their words. | I stare him down, the monster that I once thought as my best friend. He has a small, painfully hopeful smile on his lips, as if there is a way to talk his way back into my heart.
“Why,” I growl out, soft and low, “Did you destroy EVERYTHING that I ever worked for?”
The red-eyed man smiles, “Jakobi, I didn’t want to h... | My friend had died a few times. But every time, a day or two later, he always came back, to the point where I didn't even flinch the last time when I watched him get stabbed in the chest.
Eventually, once I'd become accustomed to his immortality, we'd make jokes about it occasionally.
One day, he'd made a casual rema... | |
[WP] "I'll die if you kill me", your best friend once tells you. You laugh at it at the time, but when they turn out to be an immortal bent on destroying everything, you remember their words. | "I didn't want this!" I scream. "I never wanted this!"
"You think I did?" Damian scoffs. "You think I wanted this?"
He gestures to the destroyed landscape around us. What was once New York City is now little more than a crater. He didn't mean to do it. I know that. I've known Damian my whole life. He's always had ang... | I still think back to that day. The day I killed my best friend.
I wonder why she told me, I was the only one who could match her in combat, with magic or blade. She could have killed me in my sleep or hired assassins, perhaps she wanted to die? or she enjoyed the challenge of besting me in a fight to the death? Mayb... |
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