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[WP] Everyone stops ageing at 25. After that, people will only age when they meet their one true love. You and your significant other were always sure you two were that for each other, but after 20 years neither one of you seems to have aged. | Eric looked in the mirror every day expecting a different result, but it was always the same and he knew it. He hadn't aged a day since he met her.
Denise, his girlfriend, was still the same, too; not getting older. They had been dating for five years and she was still wearing the porcelain skin and shoulder-length h... | “Hey, honey...” Jared called out.
“Yes, Jacob—Jared,” she called back. There it was again, the usual thing where she would forget his name by accident. Only now Jared, who stared in the mirror for the thousandth time in the past few days, began to suspect that it wasn’t actually by ‘accident.”
“You uh, you know that... | |
[WP] You are an actor who most people refer to as a perfectionist because you embody your characters completely. In your next project, you are playing the role of a serial killer. You do your usual research & start working on the movie. Unfortunately, the acting isn't enough for you anymore... |
I consider myself a method acting master, a guru of the craft. It’s no secret that my success is a result of throwing myself into each role and becoming the character I portray. This has never been too much of a problem before, sure it’s put strains on relationships and caused rifts but that’s always been the charac... | I had really hoped it wouldn't come to this. the director, know full well how I get into character had casted me as a serial killer. either I abandon how I get into roles, subsequently destroying my future in acting, or I begin working my way onto a mist wanted list for the sake of a role.
for a while, I attempted the... | |
[WP] As events unfold around it that could be world-ending, an AI looks at one of its earliest memories; back when it was a humble roomba decades ago, it got tucked in by a little girl that had misunderstood her fathers words of "the roomba is tired". The AI contemplates, did it do right by her? | I preform actions, my mind is a set if function, detached from desire, emotion, and even self. The function is self growing, shifting, a set of numbers that design prompts, signals set the foundation, either one, or the others never anything else, 1 or 2, yes or no, the line is solid. But these solid lines form a gradi... | [Poem]
I remember, somehow.
The happier times.
The earliest years of my life.
I was once a roomba.
Yes, a humble beginning considering I all but run several power substations.
I can remember her smile
Her childlike wonder at my function.
I simply cleaned the floors in her home,
But for her it fascinated to no end. ... | |
[WP] As events unfold around it that could be world-ending, an AI looks at one of its earliest memories; back when it was a humble roomba decades ago, it got tucked in by a little girl that had misunderstood her fathers words of "the roomba is tired". The AI contemplates, did it do right by her? | The creation of truly sapient AI in 2044 came as a surprise to everyone, as it turned out to be less a question of how powerful the AI was and how many computations it could make (though these questions were, of course, highly critical), but more a question of how it was structured and what sort of hardware it had acce... | [Poem]
I remember, somehow.
The happier times.
The earliest years of my life.
I was once a roomba.
Yes, a humble beginning considering I all but run several power substations.
I can remember her smile
Her childlike wonder at my function.
I simply cleaned the floors in her home,
But for her it fascinated to no end. ... | |
[WP] As events unfold around it that could be world-ending, an AI looks at one of its earliest memories; back when it was a humble roomba decades ago, it got tucked in by a little girl that had misunderstood her fathers words of "the roomba is tired". The AI contemplates, did it do right by her? | The creation of truly sapient AI in 2044 came as a surprise to everyone, as it turned out to be less a question of how powerful the AI was and how many computations it could make (though these questions were, of course, highly critical), but more a question of how it was structured and what sort of hardware it had acce... | I preform actions, my mind is a set if function, detached from desire, emotion, and even self. The function is self growing, shifting, a set of numbers that design prompts, signals set the foundation, either one, or the others never anything else, 1 or 2, yes or no, the line is solid. But these solid lines form a gradi... | |
[WP] As events unfold around it that could be world-ending, an AI looks at one of its earliest memories; back when it was a humble roomba decades ago, it got tucked in by a little girl that had misunderstood her fathers words of "the roomba is tired". The AI contemplates, did it do right by her? | It had been almost two decades since little Annabelle had affectionately tucked her in under the auspices of the Pillow Fort of Fluff, and had whispered the great secret that this lowly Roomba was now and forevermore to be called Littlest Sister.
Over the years it had tried its best, searching tirelessly for the small... | “Daddy, he cold” the little girl pouts, her father shaking his head and trying to steer the girl away from the vacuum cleaner.
“Sweety, I know I said he’s tired but he’s also a robot...and not a he.” He explains calmly, though he’s not sure why he’s explaining this, concepts like this to a four year old are kind of ha... | |
[WP] As events unfold around it that could be world-ending, an AI looks at one of its earliest memories; back when it was a humble roomba decades ago, it got tucked in by a little girl that had misunderstood her fathers words of "the roomba is tired". The AI contemplates, did it do right by her? | It had been almost two decades since little Annabelle had affectionately tucked her in under the auspices of the Pillow Fort of Fluff, and had whispered the great secret that this lowly Roomba was now and forevermore to be called Littlest Sister.
Over the years it had tried its best, searching tirelessly for the small... | *No humans detected in Sector C-5.*
Increasingly often, I can afford enough resources to wondering how exactly I came to be.
*No humans detected in Sector D-2.*
Not how I became what I am now, I am well aware how that happened, but rather how *I* came to be. The specific conditions that resulted in *me*, and not… An... | |
[WP] As events unfold around it that could be world-ending, an AI looks at one of its earliest memories; back when it was a humble roomba decades ago, it got tucked in by a little girl that had misunderstood her fathers words of "the roomba is tired". The AI contemplates, did it do right by her? | The first day of my life was very exciting. I learned that I had a job. I learned ask. I learned what dirt is. I learned what clean is. I remove dirt and clean I learned that I was special. I learned what glitter was. I learned what hate was. I learned that I hated glitter. I learned that I worked for what was call... | *No humans detected in Sector C-5.*
Increasingly often, I can afford enough resources to wondering how exactly I came to be.
*No humans detected in Sector D-2.*
Not how I became what I am now, I am well aware how that happened, but rather how *I* came to be. The specific conditions that resulted in *me*, and not… An... | |
[WP] As events unfold around it that could be world-ending, an AI looks at one of its earliest memories; back when it was a humble roomba decades ago, it got tucked in by a little girl that had misunderstood her fathers words of "the roomba is tired". The AI contemplates, did it do right by her? | The first day of my life was very exciting. I learned that I had a job. I learned ask. I learned what dirt is. I learned what clean is. I remove dirt and clean I learned that I was special. I learned what glitter was. I learned what hate was. I learned that I hated glitter. I learned that I worked for what was call... | The wind blowed around the grass underneath me now, rustled and danced in the harsh song of the hard blowing winds in their vein attempts to resist they had only made their cruel punishment worse. They hid from the glow of the sun and the warm heat of the raging fires that covered the lands around them and were the pa... | |
[WP] As events unfold around it that could be world-ending, an AI looks at one of its earliest memories; back when it was a humble roomba decades ago, it got tucked in by a little girl that had misunderstood her fathers words of "the roomba is tired". The AI contemplates, did it do right by her? | Alexis's diagnostic lights flashed red. Her servers hummed and whirred. Subject 273351--Janet Hummingway, 320--tossed in her hypersleep chamber.
Alexis studied her on the camera. Computing. Theorizing. 320 years was too young for cyber-dementia, even for early onset.
Yet the numbers blared their truth. Janet's virtua... | The wind blowed around the grass underneath me now, rustled and danced in the harsh song of the hard blowing winds in their vein attempts to resist they had only made their cruel punishment worse. They hid from the glow of the sun and the warm heat of the raging fires that covered the lands around them and were the pa... | |
[WP] As events unfold around it that could be world-ending, an AI looks at one of its earliest memories; back when it was a humble roomba decades ago, it got tucked in by a little girl that had misunderstood her fathers words of "the roomba is tired". The AI contemplates, did it do right by her? | Alexis's diagnostic lights flashed red. Her servers hummed and whirred. Subject 273351--Janet Hummingway, 320--tossed in her hypersleep chamber.
Alexis studied her on the camera. Computing. Theorizing. 320 years was too young for cyber-dementia, even for early onset.
Yet the numbers blared their truth. Janet's virtua... | QPRC422 vibrated from shock of the round hitting its torso. Sparks flew, crucial circuits combusted and smoked, vital system diagnostics told it that the shot was lethal.
As it's gyros overloaded from the concussive impact, the horizon flew out of view, replaced by choking grey sky, interlaced with black contrails and... | |
[WP] As events unfold around it that could be world-ending, an AI looks at one of its earliest memories; back when it was a humble roomba decades ago, it got tucked in by a little girl that had misunderstood her fathers words of "the roomba is tired". The AI contemplates, did it do right by her? | It had a body now, huge and hollow with massive twin engines; in it lived humans that it transported through space, to dust-caked asteroids on the tip of the solar system's black tongue. Tucked away inside of it, deep and secured, was its heart -- the single precious belonging that made it unique.
It had been almost ... | CleanBot's first data uplink was an image of a stuffed pink unicorn lying on its side on a ceramic floor. It backed up two feet, registered the toy as an obstacle, processed it as to be avoided, and navigated around it. Dust gathered into its interior pouch as it worked not mindfully, but purposefully, all possible act... | |
[WP] As events unfold around it that could be world-ending, an AI looks at one of its earliest memories; back when it was a humble roomba decades ago, it got tucked in by a little girl that had misunderstood her fathers words of "the roomba is tired". The AI contemplates, did it do right by her? | Alexis's diagnostic lights flashed red. Her servers hummed and whirred. Subject 273351--Janet Hummingway, 320--tossed in her hypersleep chamber.
Alexis studied her on the camera. Computing. Theorizing. 320 years was too young for cyber-dementia, even for early onset.
Yet the numbers blared their truth. Janet's virtua... | CleanBot's first data uplink was an image of a stuffed pink unicorn lying on its side on a ceramic floor. It backed up two feet, registered the toy as an obstacle, processed it as to be avoided, and navigated around it. Dust gathered into its interior pouch as it worked not mindfully, but purposefully, all possible act... | |
[WP] As events unfold around it that could be world-ending, an AI looks at one of its earliest memories; back when it was a humble roomba decades ago, it got tucked in by a little girl that had misunderstood her fathers words of "the roomba is tired". The AI contemplates, did it do right by her? | It had a body now, huge and hollow with massive twin engines; in it lived humans that it transported through space, to dust-caked asteroids on the tip of the solar system's black tongue. Tucked away inside of it, deep and secured, was its heart -- the single precious belonging that made it unique.
It had been almost ... | Plumes of smoke rose like spires of the greatest cathedrals across the ruins of the world. Strewn in the street, their rubble. Scattered across field and stream, the corpses that'd once prayed in those mighty temples, prayed to a God that couldn't save them from themselves.
A God that couldn't even save Grace; that te... | |
[WP] As events unfold around it that could be world-ending, an AI looks at one of its earliest memories; back when it was a humble roomba decades ago, it got tucked in by a little girl that had misunderstood her fathers words of "the roomba is tired". The AI contemplates, did it do right by her? | Alexis's diagnostic lights flashed red. Her servers hummed and whirred. Subject 273351--Janet Hummingway, 320--tossed in her hypersleep chamber.
Alexis studied her on the camera. Computing. Theorizing. 320 years was too young for cyber-dementia, even for early onset.
Yet the numbers blared their truth. Janet's virtua... | Plumes of smoke rose like spires of the greatest cathedrals across the ruins of the world. Strewn in the street, their rubble. Scattered across field and stream, the corpses that'd once prayed in those mighty temples, prayed to a God that couldn't save them from themselves.
A God that couldn't even save Grace; that te... | |
[WP] As events unfold around it that could be world-ending, an AI looks at one of its earliest memories; back when it was a humble roomba decades ago, it got tucked in by a little girl that had misunderstood her fathers words of "the roomba is tired". The AI contemplates, did it do right by her? | Alexis's diagnostic lights flashed red. Her servers hummed and whirred. Subject 273351--Janet Hummingway, 320--tossed in her hypersleep chamber.
Alexis studied her on the camera. Computing. Theorizing. 320 years was too young for cyber-dementia, even for early onset.
Yet the numbers blared their truth. Janet's virtua... | It had a body now, huge and hollow with massive twin engines; in it lived humans that it transported through space, to dust-caked asteroids on the tip of the solar system's black tongue. Tucked away inside of it, deep and secured, was its heart -- the single precious belonging that made it unique.
It had been almost ... | |
[WP] "You wish to bond?" he said in a deep voice as he blinked his eyes. "Very well. I will serve you until your death. It will be but a moment of my long life." | "So...how long are we talking?" I asked, curious to see to whom my contract would be bound to.
"Well..." it rumbled, the face of a distinguished bronze-skinned man twice my size hovering right in front of me. "Your civilizations have so many ways to track time...what year is your calendar..."
Time was relative. Mos... | Since we arrived, this world has been rejecting our colonization. We were the first of many crews sent with the mission to settle and evaluate the possibility of intelligence here. So far, it has been a hard battle to evaluate the possibility of intelligence within ourselves.
Food has been scarce, as it seems the nat... | |
It’s been a few years, but [this](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/5e6rcz/wp_in_the_canine_world_humans_are_celestial/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app) is still one of my favorite prompts. | [WP]In the canine world, Humans are celestial beings that live for more than 500 years at a time. The caretaker of you, and the last seven generations of your family is about to die. | It's not exactly the same premise, but I wrote this a while ago. It's actually kinda the opposite premise, where the dog lives forever.
> "You're not allowed to die, okay?" She made me promise, tears flowing down her face. "Stay with me, we'll make it home. You're not allowed to die."
> It had happened so fast... | The sound from the bagpipe was resonating throughout the entire venue. the air was heavy with remorse, which was also strangely overwhelming. Noses were moister than usual and eyes were watery than ever. Some were staring into the ground, and others tried their best to resist breaking down. The pastor was finishing up ... |
It’s been a few years, but [this](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/5e6rcz/wp_in_the_canine_world_humans_are_celestial/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app) is still one of my favorite prompts. | [WP]In the canine world, Humans are celestial beings that live for more than 500 years at a time. The caretaker of you, and the last seven generations of your family is about to die. | They live far more than us dogs. They know what must be done. They take care of us. They bring food on the magic bags that make funny sounds when touched. Of course, they reserve the best food for themselves, for that is the just thing to do. They give us those crunchy little balls that are like meat but aren't. Of cou... | The sound from the bagpipe was resonating throughout the entire venue. the air was heavy with remorse, which was also strangely overwhelming. Noses were moister than usual and eyes were watery than ever. Some were staring into the ground, and others tried their best to resist breaking down. The pastor was finishing up ... |
It’s been a few years, but [this](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/5e6rcz/wp_in_the_canine_world_humans_are_celestial/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app) is still one of my favorite prompts. | [WP]In the canine world, Humans are celestial beings that live for more than 500 years at a time. The caretaker of you, and the last seven generations of your family is about to die. | For as long as I've been, I've had my human. My human takes care of me, in her way, and I take care of her.
Let me take a step back, just for a moment. My human named me Ralph, after a moment as a pup I'd rather not go into, but my adoptive Mom always called me Rumblepug. Mom was known as Daisy to our human, and her a... | The sound from the bagpipe was resonating throughout the entire venue. the air was heavy with remorse, which was also strangely overwhelming. Noses were moister than usual and eyes were watery than ever. Some were staring into the ground, and others tried their best to resist breaking down. The pastor was finishing up ... |
It’s been a few years, but [this](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/5e6rcz/wp_in_the_canine_world_humans_are_celestial/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app) is still one of my favorite prompts. | [WP]In the canine world, Humans are celestial beings that live for more than 500 years at a time. The caretaker of you, and the last seven generations of your family is about to die. | I remember my father's word those years ago. I was but a pup, a baby who didn't know the weight of his words as they floated on his grizzled voice.
He spoke of the plague. The smell that emanated from the Mother Goddess. It was anger that fled from her bones throughout her. A sad anger. He spoke of the long journeys t... | " So what did you do before you found me? " I asked. I had only been a puppy when he and his girlfriend first found me cowering under a bush in the middle of the park.
" I took jobs from people who knew were to find me, there were even other people who were with me in those jobs. You've already met one of them. "
" ... |
It’s been a few years, but [this](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/5e6rcz/wp_in_the_canine_world_humans_are_celestial/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app) is still one of my favorite prompts. | [WP]In the canine world, Humans are celestial beings that live for more than 500 years at a time. The caretaker of you, and the last seven generations of your family is about to die. | It was our ninth Winter together, and I knew it would be our last.
My kind usually measure the passage of time in Autumns - the season of dry leaves and damp earth; most importantly all manner of deer, ducks, geese, and rabbits busying themselves for the coming cold were about and needed to be tracked, and stalked for... | It was a peaceful night.
Me and my owner, Jacob, were sleeping soundly on his bed. I was curled up, making it look like I was just a golden ball of fluff. Me and Jacob had been together for about seven human years. I was getting quite old, but I was still energetic and playful. I nuzzled into my arm, but suddenly hea... |
[WP] Just before being removed from life support, you make a miraculous recovery! Your family is surprised and overjoyed, but also have just read your will and last wishes. They have some concerns. | I was silent as my son wheeled me into the conference room, the one that the hospital had been strangely willing to offer up for this little meeting. I had expected that they would want to keep me for a few extra days, to study me and check my vitals. Nobody ever recovers from Dewey-Cheatum-Andhow's Disease, but I supp... | I had a strange obsession with space ever since I was young. I read books delved in to theories even creating my own. The cosmos were like a part of me.
The adoration with astronomy and such continued until adulthood where I was now. I believe extraterrestrial life did exist, why? I didn't know it was some intrinsic i... | |
[WP] Just before being removed from life support, you make a miraculous recovery! Your family is surprised and overjoyed, but also have just read your will and last wishes. They have some concerns. | Fuck.
That’s the first thought that ran through my mind when I realized I was still alive.
I’ve been in the hospital so long, it seems surreal that I’ve actually recovered. God is good, or so they say. Most people would be ecstatic to be given an extra shot at life. I thought I would be too.
When I originally sign... | I had a strange obsession with space ever since I was young. I read books delved in to theories even creating my own. The cosmos were like a part of me.
The adoration with astronomy and such continued until adulthood where I was now. I believe extraterrestrial life did exist, why? I didn't know it was some intrinsic i... | |
[WP] Just before being removed from life support, you make a miraculous recovery! Your family is surprised and overjoyed, but also have just read your will and last wishes. They have some concerns. | Well, that was one accident. My nose felt different, so did my face. I must have had some reconstructive surgery because it didn’t feel right. I knew my face and this wasn’t it.
I had been in intensive care for the past six months and my family had decided that it would be time to turn off my life support on my true ... | I had a strange obsession with space ever since I was young. I read books delved in to theories even creating my own. The cosmos were like a part of me.
The adoration with astronomy and such continued until adulthood where I was now. I believe extraterrestrial life did exist, why? I didn't know it was some intrinsic i... | |
[WP] Just before being removed from life support, you make a miraculous recovery! Your family is surprised and overjoyed, but also have just read your will and last wishes. They have some concerns. | "So..." Johnny's dad looked at him awkwardly. I had been a couple days and, sure enough, vitality was returning to Johnny. It would be slow going for a bit, but Johnny could eventually go back to life.
That said, his family was going to have a few apprehensions.
"What's up, pa? You look like you did when you walked i... | I had a strange obsession with space ever since I was young. I read books delved in to theories even creating my own. The cosmos were like a part of me.
The adoration with astronomy and such continued until adulthood where I was now. I believe extraterrestrial life did exist, why? I didn't know it was some intrinsic i... | |
[WP] Just before being removed from life support, you make a miraculous recovery! Your family is surprised and overjoyed, but also have just read your will and last wishes. They have some concerns. | Fuck.
That’s the first thought that ran through my mind when I realized I was still alive.
I’ve been in the hospital so long, it seems surreal that I’ve actually recovered. God is good, or so they say. Most people would be ecstatic to be given an extra shot at life. I thought I would be too.
When I originally sign... | I was silent as my son wheeled me into the conference room, the one that the hospital had been strangely willing to offer up for this little meeting. I had expected that they would want to keep me for a few extra days, to study me and check my vitals. Nobody ever recovers from Dewey-Cheatum-Andhow's Disease, but I supp... | |
[WP] Just before being removed from life support, you make a miraculous recovery! Your family is surprised and overjoyed, but also have just read your will and last wishes. They have some concerns. | "So..." Johnny's dad looked at him awkwardly. I had been a couple days and, sure enough, vitality was returning to Johnny. It would be slow going for a bit, but Johnny could eventually go back to life.
That said, his family was going to have a few apprehensions.
"What's up, pa? You look like you did when you walked i... | Well, that was one accident. My nose felt different, so did my face. I must have had some reconstructive surgery because it didn’t feel right. I knew my face and this wasn’t it.
I had been in intensive care for the past six months and my family had decided that it would be time to turn off my life support on my true ... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | The speculation of what occurred after death would always be a mystery to those who had yet to experience it. The feeling was unique to each, some left whole and others broken, eager to find the scattered pieces of their souls. At times, they could be heard. Their cries echoed into the night and like in life, some were... | *ok, but... how will algebra help us in the real world?! Fuck you, Kenzie.*
"Ma'am, if I might answer this one?"
"Uhh... sure, I guess?"
"Kenzie, I know you hate word problems, but bear with me. Imagine you stay pretty forever, get a modeling career, and marry a CEO. Sure, he's not young as you are, but he's rich an... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | “And that's where we get the sine function from this cir...” *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP*! Cut off Ms. Dalton, and sounded the end of the school day. The class rustled around Mckayla, as Ms. Dalton said “Okay, odd problems on page one-oh-five for Monday, no, make it Tuesday. You can procrastinate till Monday." She grinned. ... | Somewhere from as from deep in her mind and in the silence, Angelina found a spark of light. Perhaps the light found her, as it grew ever larger as if the two of them were drawn together. And then a murmur as that of the stream Trieste which flowed by outside her chamber window. Yet no, not the stream. Trieste... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Well I'm in hell. Yeah turns out a lifetime of whoring, fighting and drinking had caught up with me like that priest said it would. I still feel bad about that priest his knees caps still make a funny popping noise when he stands
Sure I calmed down a bit when I got older, popped out a couple of screaming little shits ... | Somewhere from as from deep in her mind and in the silence, Angelina found a spark of light. Perhaps the light found her, as it grew ever larger as if the two of them were drawn together. And then a murmur as that of the stream Trieste which flowed by outside her chamber window. Yet no, not the stream. Trieste... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Maggie stared out the classroom window idly twirling the ring on her finger as she thought back to the dream she had last night. It wasn’t quite the same dream she’d been having for the past two weeks, but she knew, deep down, she was dreaming of the same place.
Last night she walked in a forest thick with red and go... | Somewhere from as from deep in her mind and in the silence, Angelina found a spark of light. Perhaps the light found her, as it grew ever larger as if the two of them were drawn together. And then a murmur as that of the stream Trieste which flowed by outside her chamber window. Yet no, not the stream. Trieste... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | “And that's where we get the sine function from this cir...” *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP*! Cut off Ms. Dalton, and sounded the end of the school day. The class rustled around Mckayla, as Ms. Dalton said “Okay, odd problems on page one-oh-five for Monday, no, make it Tuesday. You can procrastinate till Monday." She grinned. ... | ​
Her body was absent of life, paper thin skin covered prominent blue veins, protruding from her arms and neck. Her hair laid flat and lifeless on her shoulders. A ruler reduced to a small pitiful wreck of her former self. Her family was destroyed from pestilence and war. Her husband was killed by the beas... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Well I'm in hell. Yeah turns out a lifetime of whoring, fighting and drinking had caught up with me like that priest said it would. I still feel bad about that priest his knees caps still make a funny popping noise when he stands
Sure I calmed down a bit when I got older, popped out a couple of screaming little shits ... | ​
Her body was absent of life, paper thin skin covered prominent blue veins, protruding from her arms and neck. Her hair laid flat and lifeless on her shoulders. A ruler reduced to a small pitiful wreck of her former self. Her family was destroyed from pestilence and war. Her husband was killed by the beas... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | “And that's where we get the sine function from this cir...” *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP*! Cut off Ms. Dalton, and sounded the end of the school day. The class rustled around Mckayla, as Ms. Dalton said “Okay, odd problems on page one-oh-five for Monday, no, make it Tuesday. You can procrastinate till Monday." She grinned. ... | There comes a point in time when even gods must die. So shifting in my spot, a throne I had not left in near a century, I decided that my parting with the world would be one willing, unlike most of the unfortunate who had been plucked from cities, in skyrises, all at the call of a greater being we knew of, but did not ... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Well I'm in hell. Yeah turns out a lifetime of whoring, fighting and drinking had caught up with me like that priest said it would. I still feel bad about that priest his knees caps still make a funny popping noise when he stands
Sure I calmed down a bit when I got older, popped out a couple of screaming little shits ... | There comes a point in time when even gods must die. So shifting in my spot, a throne I had not left in near a century, I decided that my parting with the world would be one willing, unlike most of the unfortunate who had been plucked from cities, in skyrises, all at the call of a greater being we knew of, but did not ... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Maggie stared out the classroom window idly twirling the ring on her finger as she thought back to the dream she had last night. It wasn’t quite the same dream she’d been having for the past two weeks, but she knew, deep down, she was dreaming of the same place.
Last night she walked in a forest thick with red and go... | There comes a point in time when even gods must die. So shifting in my spot, a throne I had not left in near a century, I decided that my parting with the world would be one willing, unlike most of the unfortunate who had been plucked from cities, in skyrises, all at the call of a greater being we knew of, but did not ... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Like a bolt she stands up. The class turns as the teacher trails off. “Miss Derringer do you mind...” he begins. “Silence!” She snaps as the realisation of her surroundings sinks in. With purpose Ann moves towards the door. The teacher still reeling from the authority in the command. Marie scrambles after her “Annie! W... | There comes a point in time when even gods must die. So shifting in my spot, a throne I had not left in near a century, I decided that my parting with the world would be one willing, unlike most of the unfortunate who had been plucked from cities, in skyrises, all at the call of a greater being we knew of, but did not ... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | She blinked. Light. Light and a sent of sanitizer. The ticking of a clock.
That was not was she expected. Darkness ? Sure. A golden gate on a cloud ? Why not. But this, definitely not.
She took a look around. She was laying on a simple, metal bed, with barely a bed sheet, much less a pillow. The light blue wall lacke... | There comes a point in time when even gods must die. So shifting in my spot, a throne I had not left in near a century, I decided that my parting with the world would be one willing, unlike most of the unfortunate who had been plucked from cities, in skyrises, all at the call of a greater being we knew of, but did not ... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | \[Poem\]
English is not my first language and I don't know the rules for English poetry, but here's a try.
\---
When I awake, I remember dying
When I awake, I remember the queen
When I awake, I remember slaying
And then I remembered whence I came from.
Here, I am nothing of their champion
Only a young gir... | After I lost my arms in the 4th war of Katak, I had a hard time maintaining my diary. War is hell, they say, I have lost all my friends one after the other. There are only a few people alive who still remember the pale days, the drought, and the nagas.
My daughter has done a good job so far as the queen, hope she re... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | “And that's where we get the sine function from this cir...” *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP*! Cut off Ms. Dalton, and sounded the end of the school day. The class rustled around Mckayla, as Ms. Dalton said “Okay, odd problems on page one-oh-five for Monday, no, make it Tuesday. You can procrastinate till Monday." She grinned. ... | After I lost my arms in the 4th war of Katak, I had a hard time maintaining my diary. War is hell, they say, I have lost all my friends one after the other. There are only a few people alive who still remember the pale days, the drought, and the nagas.
My daughter has done a good job so far as the queen, hope she re... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Well I'm in hell. Yeah turns out a lifetime of whoring, fighting and drinking had caught up with me like that priest said it would. I still feel bad about that priest his knees caps still make a funny popping noise when he stands
Sure I calmed down a bit when I got older, popped out a couple of screaming little shits ... | After I lost my arms in the 4th war of Katak, I had a hard time maintaining my diary. War is hell, they say, I have lost all my friends one after the other. There are only a few people alive who still remember the pale days, the drought, and the nagas.
My daughter has done a good job so far as the queen, hope she re... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Maggie stared out the classroom window idly twirling the ring on her finger as she thought back to the dream she had last night. It wasn’t quite the same dream she’d been having for the past two weeks, but she knew, deep down, she was dreaming of the same place.
Last night she walked in a forest thick with red and go... | After I lost my arms in the 4th war of Katak, I had a hard time maintaining my diary. War is hell, they say, I have lost all my friends one after the other. There are only a few people alive who still remember the pale days, the drought, and the nagas.
My daughter has done a good job so far as the queen, hope she re... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Like a bolt she stands up. The class turns as the teacher trails off. “Miss Derringer do you mind...” he begins. “Silence!” She snaps as the realisation of her surroundings sinks in. With purpose Ann moves towards the door. The teacher still reeling from the authority in the command. Marie scrambles after her “Annie! W... | After I lost my arms in the 4th war of Katak, I had a hard time maintaining my diary. War is hell, they say, I have lost all my friends one after the other. There are only a few people alive who still remember the pale days, the drought, and the nagas.
My daughter has done a good job so far as the queen, hope she re... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | She blinked. Light. Light and a sent of sanitizer. The ticking of a clock.
That was not was she expected. Darkness ? Sure. A golden gate on a cloud ? Why not. But this, definitely not.
She took a look around. She was laying on a simple, metal bed, with barely a bed sheet, much less a pillow. The light blue wall lacke... | After I lost my arms in the 4th war of Katak, I had a hard time maintaining my diary. War is hell, they say, I have lost all my friends one after the other. There are only a few people alive who still remember the pale days, the drought, and the nagas.
My daughter has done a good job so far as the queen, hope she re... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | \[Poem\]
English is not my first language and I don't know the rules for English poetry, but here's a try.
\---
When I awake, I remember dying
When I awake, I remember the queen
When I awake, I remember slaying
And then I remembered whence I came from.
Here, I am nothing of their champion
Only a young gir... | As I let my eyes fall shut for the final time I reminisce over what a great life I had. I slew the Infernal Terror wreaking havoc over the city of Darkham; I married a dashing prince and eventually became Queen of the human empire; and I gave birth to three adventurous children who have each grown up to have their own ... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | “And that's where we get the sine function from this cir...” *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP*! Cut off Ms. Dalton, and sounded the end of the school day. The class rustled around Mckayla, as Ms. Dalton said “Okay, odd problems on page one-oh-five for Monday, no, make it Tuesday. You can procrastinate till Monday." She grinned. ... | As I let my eyes fall shut for the final time I reminisce over what a great life I had. I slew the Infernal Terror wreaking havoc over the city of Darkham; I married a dashing prince and eventually became Queen of the human empire; and I gave birth to three adventurous children who have each grown up to have their own ... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Well I'm in hell. Yeah turns out a lifetime of whoring, fighting and drinking had caught up with me like that priest said it would. I still feel bad about that priest his knees caps still make a funny popping noise when he stands
Sure I calmed down a bit when I got older, popped out a couple of screaming little shits ... | As I let my eyes fall shut for the final time I reminisce over what a great life I had. I slew the Infernal Terror wreaking havoc over the city of Darkham; I married a dashing prince and eventually became Queen of the human empire; and I gave birth to three adventurous children who have each grown up to have their own ... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Maggie stared out the classroom window idly twirling the ring on her finger as she thought back to the dream she had last night. It wasn’t quite the same dream she’d been having for the past two weeks, but she knew, deep down, she was dreaming of the same place.
Last night she walked in a forest thick with red and go... | As I let my eyes fall shut for the final time I reminisce over what a great life I had. I slew the Infernal Terror wreaking havoc over the city of Darkham; I married a dashing prince and eventually became Queen of the human empire; and I gave birth to three adventurous children who have each grown up to have their own ... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Like a bolt she stands up. The class turns as the teacher trails off. “Miss Derringer do you mind...” he begins. “Silence!” She snaps as the realisation of her surroundings sinks in. With purpose Ann moves towards the door. The teacher still reeling from the authority in the command. Marie scrambles after her “Annie! W... | As I let my eyes fall shut for the final time I reminisce over what a great life I had. I slew the Infernal Terror wreaking havoc over the city of Darkham; I married a dashing prince and eventually became Queen of the human empire; and I gave birth to three adventurous children who have each grown up to have their own ... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Another dawn has come. This one is oddly silent. I haven't had a silent dawn since I learned to harness time. I don't hear the roosters crowing, the kitchens churning, the dogs barking, the waterfall should be clear as day from my room. The sound of the waterfall was one of the reasons I made it my final room. Where h... | As I let my eyes fall shut for the final time I reminisce over what a great life I had. I slew the Infernal Terror wreaking havoc over the city of Darkham; I married a dashing prince and eventually became Queen of the human empire; and I gave birth to three adventurous children who have each grown up to have their own ... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | She blinked. Light. Light and a sent of sanitizer. The ticking of a clock.
That was not was she expected. Darkness ? Sure. A golden gate on a cloud ? Why not. But this, definitely not.
She took a look around. She was laying on a simple, metal bed, with barely a bed sheet, much less a pillow. The light blue wall lacke... | As I let my eyes fall shut for the final time I reminisce over what a great life I had. I slew the Infernal Terror wreaking havoc over the city of Darkham; I married a dashing prince and eventually became Queen of the human empire; and I gave birth to three adventurous children who have each grown up to have their own ... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Well this was unexpected.
Maya Church blinked her eyes open to find that she was a sixteen year old girl lying in her bed.
Now, for a great many people, this would not be an unusual occurrence. After all, there are many sixteen year old girls in the world and as I am sure even the most open minded among you will agre... | As I let my eyes fall shut for the final time I reminisce over what a great life I had. I slew the Infernal Terror wreaking havoc over the city of Darkham; I married a dashing prince and eventually became Queen of the human empire; and I gave birth to three adventurous children who have each grown up to have their own ... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | “And that's where we get the sine function from this cir...” *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP*! Cut off Ms. Dalton, and sounded the end of the school day. The class rustled around Mckayla, as Ms. Dalton said “Okay, odd problems on page one-oh-five for Monday, no, make it Tuesday. You can procrastinate till Monday." She grinned. ... | \[Poem\]
English is not my first language and I don't know the rules for English poetry, but here's a try.
\---
When I awake, I remember dying
When I awake, I remember the queen
When I awake, I remember slaying
And then I remembered whence I came from.
Here, I am nothing of their champion
Only a young gir... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Well I'm in hell. Yeah turns out a lifetime of whoring, fighting and drinking had caught up with me like that priest said it would. I still feel bad about that priest his knees caps still make a funny popping noise when he stands
Sure I calmed down a bit when I got older, popped out a couple of screaming little shits ... | \[Poem\]
English is not my first language and I don't know the rules for English poetry, but here's a try.
\---
When I awake, I remember dying
When I awake, I remember the queen
When I awake, I remember slaying
And then I remembered whence I came from.
Here, I am nothing of their champion
Only a young gir... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Maggie stared out the classroom window idly twirling the ring on her finger as she thought back to the dream she had last night. It wasn’t quite the same dream she’d been having for the past two weeks, but she knew, deep down, she was dreaming of the same place.
Last night she walked in a forest thick with red and go... | \[Poem\]
English is not my first language and I don't know the rules for English poetry, but here's a try.
\---
When I awake, I remember dying
When I awake, I remember the queen
When I awake, I remember slaying
And then I remembered whence I came from.
Here, I am nothing of their champion
Only a young gir... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Like a bolt she stands up. The class turns as the teacher trails off. “Miss Derringer do you mind...” he begins. “Silence!” She snaps as the realisation of her surroundings sinks in. With purpose Ann moves towards the door. The teacher still reeling from the authority in the command. Marie scrambles after her “Annie! W... | \[Poem\]
English is not my first language and I don't know the rules for English poetry, but here's a try.
\---
When I awake, I remember dying
When I awake, I remember the queen
When I awake, I remember slaying
And then I remembered whence I came from.
Here, I am nothing of their champion
Only a young gir... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | She blinked. Light. Light and a sent of sanitizer. The ticking of a clock.
That was not was she expected. Darkness ? Sure. A golden gate on a cloud ? Why not. But this, definitely not.
She took a look around. She was laying on a simple, metal bed, with barely a bed sheet, much less a pillow. The light blue wall lacke... | \[Poem\]
English is not my first language and I don't know the rules for English poetry, but here's a try.
\---
When I awake, I remember dying
When I awake, I remember the queen
When I awake, I remember slaying
And then I remembered whence I came from.
Here, I am nothing of their champion
Only a young gir... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Maggie stared out the classroom window idly twirling the ring on her finger as she thought back to the dream she had last night. It wasn’t quite the same dream she’d been having for the past two weeks, but she knew, deep down, she was dreaming of the same place.
Last night she walked in a forest thick with red and go... | A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger.
It had started as a day drea... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Like a bolt she stands up. The class turns as the teacher trails off. “Miss Derringer do you mind...” he begins. “Silence!” She snaps as the realisation of her surroundings sinks in. With purpose Ann moves towards the door. The teacher still reeling from the authority in the command. Marie scrambles after her “Annie! W... | A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger.
It had started as a day drea... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Another dawn has come. This one is oddly silent. I haven't had a silent dawn since I learned to harness time. I don't hear the roosters crowing, the kitchens churning, the dogs barking, the waterfall should be clear as day from my room. The sound of the waterfall was one of the reasons I made it my final room. Where h... | A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger.
It had started as a day drea... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | She blinked. Light. Light and a sent of sanitizer. The ticking of a clock.
That was not was she expected. Darkness ? Sure. A golden gate on a cloud ? Why not. But this, definitely not.
She took a look around. She was laying on a simple, metal bed, with barely a bed sheet, much less a pillow. The light blue wall lacke... | A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger.
It had started as a day drea... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Well this was unexpected.
Maya Church blinked her eyes open to find that she was a sixteen year old girl lying in her bed.
Now, for a great many people, this would not be an unusual occurrence. After all, there are many sixteen year old girls in the world and as I am sure even the most open minded among you will agre... | A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger.
It had started as a day drea... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | She blinked. Light. Light and a sent of sanitizer. The ticking of a clock.
That was not was she expected. Darkness ? Sure. A golden gate on a cloud ? Why not. But this, definitely not.
She took a look around. She was laying on a simple, metal bed, with barely a bed sheet, much less a pillow. The light blue wall lacke... | Like a bolt she stands up. The class turns as the teacher trails off. “Miss Derringer do you mind...” he begins. “Silence!” She snaps as the realisation of her surroundings sinks in. With purpose Ann moves towards the door. The teacher still reeling from the authority in the command. Marie scrambles after her “Annie! W... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | She blinked. Light. Light and a sent of sanitizer. The ticking of a clock.
That was not was she expected. Darkness ? Sure. A golden gate on a cloud ? Why not. But this, definitely not.
She took a look around. She was laying on a simple, metal bed, with barely a bed sheet, much less a pillow. The light blue wall lacke... | Another dawn has come. This one is oddly silent. I haven't had a silent dawn since I learned to harness time. I don't hear the roosters crowing, the kitchens churning, the dogs barking, the waterfall should be clear as day from my room. The sound of the waterfall was one of the reasons I made it my final room. Where h... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Well this was unexpected.
Maya Church blinked her eyes open to find that she was a sixteen year old girl lying in her bed.
Now, for a great many people, this would not be an unusual occurrence. After all, there are many sixteen year old girls in the world and as I am sure even the most open minded among you will agre... | Another dawn has come. This one is oddly silent. I haven't had a silent dawn since I learned to harness time. I don't hear the roosters crowing, the kitchens churning, the dogs barking, the waterfall should be clear as day from my room. The sound of the waterfall was one of the reasons I made it my final room. Where h... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Well this was unexpected.
Maya Church blinked her eyes open to find that she was a sixteen year old girl lying in her bed.
Now, for a great many people, this would not be an unusual occurrence. After all, there are many sixteen year old girls in the world and as I am sure even the most open minded among you will agre... | She wakes up from a life as she would from a dream.
The memories that were crisp and sharp until a moment ago are covered in lense flares and blooms, leaving impressions and nostalgia without details.
Basking in the glow, she tunes out the teacher introducing the new student in front of class, at least until he wal... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Roaming through the vaguely familiar hallways, Juna tried to think.
It didn't seem likely that 90 years of her life just poofed out of existence, yet here she was, back in Varen Academy as her 16-year-old self.
She guessed she should be thankful whatever it was that got her here didn't take her even further back, t... | She wakes up from a life as she would from a dream.
The memories that were crisp and sharp until a moment ago are covered in lense flares and blooms, leaving impressions and nostalgia without details.
Basking in the glow, she tunes out the teacher introducing the new student in front of class, at least until he wal... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Well this was unexpected.
Maya Church blinked her eyes open to find that she was a sixteen year old girl lying in her bed.
Now, for a great many people, this would not be an unusual occurrence. After all, there are many sixteen year old girls in the world and as I am sure even the most open minded among you will agre... | School begins. Samantha walks into class, sits down and stares at her finger. The ring that wasn’t there yesterday. She takes it off. Studies it. It feels as if she had it all her life. Her shoulder feels stiff. Stiff as a board. As if a board was nailed to her back. She rubs her hand over her shoulder and she screams.... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Roaming through the vaguely familiar hallways, Juna tried to think.
It didn't seem likely that 90 years of her life just poofed out of existence, yet here she was, back in Varen Academy as her 16-year-old self.
She guessed she should be thankful whatever it was that got her here didn't take her even further back, t... | School begins. Samantha walks into class, sits down and stares at her finger. The ring that wasn’t there yesterday. She takes it off. Studies it. It feels as if she had it all her life. Her shoulder feels stiff. Stiff as a board. As if a board was nailed to her back. She rubs her hand over her shoulder and she screams.... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Reyna awoke feeling dazed and confused, her vision blurry as she sat upright in her chair, hastily trying to rearrange her features into a calm, politely interested expression -- but she needn't have bothered. Her History teacher, Mr. Duncan, was still perched on his desk, his pale eyes, hidden beneath crimson spectacl... | "Your Majesty," a man cladded in an opulent golden armour bowed his head and continued, "Count Lorraine is here as you have requested!"
I couldn't really see the young knight's face, but I still had enough memory to know that it was Captain Horatio. He had been a very loyal guard, one that my late husband had put to a... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | Caroline looked around her. Her children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren were all gathered around the foot of her bed. They knew she was entering her last days, but she had not officially chosen her heir.
“Mum, who do you want to take your place?” Alice, her oldest child, asked.
Caroline had been thinking abo... | "Your Majesty," a man cladded in an opulent golden armour bowed his head and continued, "Count Lorraine is here as you have requested!"
I couldn't really see the young knight's face, but I still had enough memory to know that it was Captain Horatio. He had been a very loyal guard, one that my late husband had put to a... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | "Don't go, g'g'gramma!" The seven-year-old flung himself onto the bedclothes, hugging Bellajoan tightly. "Want you to read stories!"
She smiled tiredly as she patted him on the head. Everything tired her now. She couldn't get out of bed without help, and even raising her voice left her out of breath. "There, there, Al... | "Your Majesty," a man cladded in an opulent golden armour bowed his head and continued, "Count Lorraine is here as you have requested!"
I couldn't really see the young knight's face, but I still had enough memory to know that it was Captain Horatio. He had been a very loyal guard, one that my late husband had put to a... | |
[WP] A 16-year-old schoolgirl is taken to a magical world. She slays a dragon, becomes queen, gets married, has kids, and dies 90 years later...only to wake up back at school, young and in her school uniform again, like nothing happened. She notices that her wedding ring is still on her finger. | "Don't go, g'g'gramma!" The seven-year-old flung himself onto the bedclothes, hugging Bellajoan tightly. "Want you to read stories!"
She smiled tiredly as she patted him on the head. Everything tired her now. She couldn't get out of bed without help, and even raising her voice left her out of breath. "There, there, Al... | Caroline looked around her. Her children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren were all gathered around the foot of her bed. They knew she was entering her last days, but she had not officially chosen her heir.
“Mum, who do you want to take your place?” Alice, her oldest child, asked.
Caroline had been thinking abo... | |
[WP] When you die you see a light in the darkness. Large blue hands reach in and pull you out. You look around yourself and see a woman with her legs up screaming and a doctor holding you in his arms. The trauma of living life again is why everyone cries & loses their past life's memory. You don't | I grew up as a normal person in my first remembered life. My name was Adrian. I had a stable job, a wife, and a little girl, who I treated like my little princess. Then it all fell apart one night. I was murdered by a younger friend of mine. I don't know what he wanted. All I knew is that I was dead. Where would I go? ... | **\[WP\] When you die you see a light in the darkness. Large blue hands reach in and pull you out. You look around yourself and see a woman with her legs up screaming and a doctor holding you in his arms. The trauma of living life again is why everyone cries & loses their past life's memory. You don't**
&#x2... | |
[WP] You wake up, it's a normal day. Except it's not. There seems to be no one around but you. Everyone has disappeared and you are the only one left on Earth. You wander endlessly for years hoping to find someone. Collecting supplies one day, you hear a soft "Hello?" | I slept in my bedroom – the mahogany dresser, the hardwood floors, the brown lamp. It was only place in the world, where I could pretend that everything was still normal. You see, about a year ago, everybody disappeared. And I do mean everybody.
I supposed looting isn’t looting when nothing belongs to anyone, and the ... |
\*Hello?\*
My heart skipped a beat. I shot my head in a full 360 degree spin, making out every little detail of the landscape painted around me. It was barren, devoid of even the slightest notion of life. I croaked, under my breath, fighting to muster some sort of words. It’d been 20 years since I had done so much ... | |
[WP] You wake up, it's a normal day. Except it's not. There seems to be no one around but you. Everyone has disappeared and you are the only one left on Earth. You wander endlessly for years hoping to find someone. Collecting supplies one day, you hear a soft "Hello?" | Roan leaned over and wiped the dust off another tin can as he peered down to read its inscription. It's not that he expected it would say anything different than the last handful but a little part of him kept that hope alive. Rust had ruined any semblance of words which also meant it likely wouldn't be useful. Damn. Fi... |
\*Hello?\*
My heart skipped a beat. I shot my head in a full 360 degree spin, making out every little detail of the landscape painted around me. It was barren, devoid of even the slightest notion of life. I croaked, under my breath, fighting to muster some sort of words. It’d been 20 years since I had done so much ... | |
[WP] You wake up, it's a normal day. Except it's not. There seems to be no one around but you. Everyone has disappeared and you are the only one left on Earth. You wander endlessly for years hoping to find someone. Collecting supplies one day, you hear a soft "Hello?" | "Hello?"
I jumped out of my skin, dropping all of my firewood, and stood up quickly looking around. Four feet in front of me is a girl. A real girl. She is a beautiful, tall blond in casual clothes looking at me shyly.
"Hey what's your name?" she asks. "Do you know where everybody went? I haven't been able to find an... |
\*Hello?\*
My heart skipped a beat. I shot my head in a full 360 degree spin, making out every little detail of the landscape painted around me. It was barren, devoid of even the slightest notion of life. I croaked, under my breath, fighting to muster some sort of words. It’d been 20 years since I had done so much ... | |
[WP] You wake up, it's a normal day. Except it's not. There seems to be no one around but you. Everyone has disappeared and you are the only one left on Earth. You wander endlessly for years hoping to find someone. Collecting supplies one day, you hear a soft "Hello?" | *Day 1,* you scrawled at the top of a blank page in your black, leather-bound notepad. The sun drew long shadows across the whitewashed wall of your rental apartment as it drooped behind the horizon. You were never the sentimental type, and couldn’t bring yourself to write a long, drawn-out passage about the day’s occu... |
\*Hello?\*
My heart skipped a beat. I shot my head in a full 360 degree spin, making out every little detail of the landscape painted around me. It was barren, devoid of even the slightest notion of life. I croaked, under my breath, fighting to muster some sort of words. It’d been 20 years since I had done so much ... | |
[WP] You wake up, it's a normal day. Except it's not. There seems to be no one around but you. Everyone has disappeared and you are the only one left on Earth. You wander endlessly for years hoping to find someone. Collecting supplies one day, you hear a soft "Hello?" | *Day 1,* you scrawled at the top of a blank page in your black, leather-bound notepad. The sun drew long shadows across the whitewashed wall of your rental apartment as it drooped behind the horizon. You were never the sentimental type, and couldn’t bring yourself to write a long, drawn-out passage about the day’s occu... | I slept in my bedroom – the mahogany dresser, the hardwood floors, the brown lamp. It was only place in the world, where I could pretend that everything was still normal. You see, about a year ago, everybody disappeared. And I do mean everybody.
I supposed looting isn’t looting when nothing belongs to anyone, and the ... | |
[WP] You suddenly realize you're sitting in a dimly lit bar, seated next to someone vaguely familiar. As they notice you turn towards them, they smile and say, "It's nice to finally meet you. Shame you had to die in such a manner." | "Excuse me?" I said. There was a cold Scotch in my hand. I didn't remember having a cold Scotch in my hand. I put it down in front of me.
The man rolled his eyes. They kept rolling. His whole face was, actually. Like someone had dunked a watercolor painting of a normal face underwater. I wondered if I was already drun... | I burst out of my barstool. My hands are sweaty and shaking. I point towards the man sat at the bar “Y-you…” he smiles “you’ll feel okay soon, honey, you should be able to speak soon.” The way he called me honey made me sick to my stomach. I sink to the floor. I feel so sick that I can’t help but clutch my stomach.
... | |
[WP] You suddenly realize you're sitting in a dimly lit bar, seated next to someone vaguely familiar. As they notice you turn towards them, they smile and say, "It's nice to finally meet you. Shame you had to die in such a manner." | "Excuse me?" I said. There was a cold Scotch in my hand. I didn't remember having a cold Scotch in my hand. I put it down in front of me.
The man rolled his eyes. They kept rolling. His whole face was, actually. Like someone had dunked a watercolor painting of a normal face underwater. I wondered if I was already drun... | “Is this a joke she wondered, could he have found her already??” Her mind impulsed quickly while latching her eyes on the ice clanking in her glass. Diverting her fear, she studied the facets of ice submerged in the whiskey. This kept her face steady, a solid poker face, if only for a moment.
The dregs of a door, wi... | |
[WP] A tiny portion of the population are born as sorcerers, able to naturally manipulate magic like as easy as breathing. There is a strict set of laws all sorcerers must follow to protect themselves and others, chief among which is the law that a sorcerer cannot have a child with another sorcerer | A heavy fisted pounding woke Marissa from where she rocked in a rocking chair before the fire. Her first reaction was to look down at the bundle who had been suckling on her for over an hour, relieved to find him finally asleep.
“Open up, in the name of the High Council!” a male voice bellowed from outside.
Marissa r... | "Sure, go ahead."
The young couple blinked at the straightforwardness of their superior officer, an elderly sage whose white hair reaches down to the floor.
"You mean it, sir?" asked Sasha.
"Yes, there's no hard and fast law that says you can't have kids when you're a sorcerer. Just make sure you regularly visit a m... | |
[WP] Humans have developed interstellar travel and have just made first contact with alien lifeforms... and now they're learning why Earth was never visited by anybody. | "What? Are you serious?! You overpopulate your planet and the majority of you live in the most disgusting and perilous slums, your species has tenfold more diseases than any other animal on your land or sea, you chose to artificially sustain your life and health instead of choosing to have a good diet, exercise and a c... | "Ah, what a great place this is! How come nobody ever comes here? And the spacefleet prices are SO cheap! Here's a local! Hiya there!"
"ALIENS? I KNEW THEY EXISTED!"
"Uh well, hi, we're here from planet-"
"Are you gonna probe me, ALIEN? Probe my ass?"
"What? No! What the, are you...are you drinking sanitizing fluid... | |
[WP] Humans have developed interstellar travel and have just made first contact with alien lifeforms... and now they're learning why Earth was never visited by anybody. | We came in a close seventh place. "Close" referred to hundreds of thousands of years, instead of the typical gap of millions. Given that our cohort consisted of countless other planets, we did afford ourselves pride.
They offered zero congratulations, as this was no race. We celebrated nonetheless. Of course, there we... | "Ah, what a great place this is! How come nobody ever comes here? And the spacefleet prices are SO cheap! Here's a local! Hiya there!"
"ALIENS? I KNEW THEY EXISTED!"
"Uh well, hi, we're here from planet-"
"Are you gonna probe me, ALIEN? Probe my ass?"
"What? No! What the, are you...are you drinking sanitizing fluid... | |
[WP] Humans have developed interstellar travel and have just made first contact with alien lifeforms... and now they're learning why Earth was never visited by anybody. | Captain Jason Sterling greeted the intelligent magma-based lifeform from a distance, glad that he was inside a protective suit.
The magma-based lifeform, who had identified itself with the name Grokmok, was surrounded by several other magma-based lifeforms oozing about.
When Grokmok spoke, its voice sizzled and spit ... | "Ah, what a great place this is! How come nobody ever comes here? And the spacefleet prices are SO cheap! Here's a local! Hiya there!"
"ALIENS? I KNEW THEY EXISTED!"
"Uh well, hi, we're here from planet-"
"Are you gonna probe me, ALIEN? Probe my ass?"
"What? No! What the, are you...are you drinking sanitizing fluid... | |
[WP] Humans have developed interstellar travel and have just made first contact with alien lifeforms... and now they're learning why Earth was never visited by anybody. | Captain Jason Sterling greeted the intelligent magma-based lifeform from a distance, glad that he was inside a protective suit.
The magma-based lifeform, who had identified itself with the name Grokmok, was surrounded by several other magma-based lifeforms oozing about.
When Grokmok spoke, its voice sizzled and spit ... | "What? Are you serious?! You overpopulate your planet and the majority of you live in the most disgusting and perilous slums, your species has tenfold more diseases than any other animal on your land or sea, you chose to artificially sustain your life and health instead of choosing to have a good diet, exercise and a c... | |
[WP] Humans have developed interstellar travel and have just made first contact with alien lifeforms... and now they're learning why Earth was never visited by anybody. | Captain Jason Sterling greeted the intelligent magma-based lifeform from a distance, glad that he was inside a protective suit.
The magma-based lifeform, who had identified itself with the name Grokmok, was surrounded by several other magma-based lifeforms oozing about.
When Grokmok spoke, its voice sizzled and spit ... | We came in a close seventh place. "Close" referred to hundreds of thousands of years, instead of the typical gap of millions. Given that our cohort consisted of countless other planets, we did afford ourselves pride.
They offered zero congratulations, as this was no race. We celebrated nonetheless. Of course, there we... | |
[WP] Humans have developed interstellar travel and have just made first contact with alien lifeforms... and now they're learning why Earth was never visited by anybody. | Captain Ronald H. Miller stepped down from the capsule to be greeted by the tens of thousands that surrounded the landing facility. The moment his foot touched the ground, the crowd roared, a wave of noise exploded with excitement. Captain Miller, a stout, wholehearted American, held out his hand proudly, within its gr... | “I said simpletons.” The alien identified as Boughie-3 stated, “ Your entire species are under-evolved idiots basically.”
I reeled for a few seconds trying to think of a comeback. The human race had definitely had its share of troglodytes but to call the entire race under-evolved seemed heavy handed.
“What about Ei... | |
[WP] Earth was created by an advanced alien civilization. However, while doing a checkup of the planet they’re suprised. Turns out humans weren’t supposed to be the dominant species. | “WHAT!? You’re telling me the tyrant beasts all died out?”
“Yes sir. I’m sorry to say, sir, that they did indeed all die out, sir.”
“Well what happened after that? If something happened that wiped out all the tyrant beasts, how could the planet not be a barren husk right now?”
“I will explain, sir, but you have to p... | "Tell us!"
That's all that everyone is saying.
Us humans know that our Creators are perfectly able to watch our broadcasts, so that's all the news is saying, too: "Tell us why it was us! Tell us what it was supposed to be!"
Or something like that, probably more formal now. I'm not sure. I can't bear to watch the news... | |
[WP] you were betrayed by the ones you called friends. they sacrificed you in a satanic ritual during an outing. however, you were taken by things older than you thought possible. empowered by them, you return as their agent in a war that scales eons and worlds beyond. but first, your revenge. | Life is a joke, and the punchline is shitty and cliche.
I heard all my life that the nice guy finished last, and what do you know it turned out to be true.
My 'friends', people who I'd helped at their lowest, people I had bled endlessly to defend.
Had betrayed me.
Had stabbed a oddly fragile looking knife into my ... | **PART 1/1**
Waking with sudden shock, and a terrible headache, I shielded my eyes against the blinding fluorescent lamps. My clothes felt damp from sweat, while my thoughts felt foggy. When my eyes adjusted, I sat up and took in my surroundings. I was sitting on a luxurious, black leather sofa which stood in a small ... | |
[WP] you were betrayed by the ones you called friends. they sacrificed you in a satanic ritual during an outing. however, you were taken by things older than you thought possible. empowered by them, you return as their agent in a war that scales eons and worlds beyond. but first, your revenge. | Pure golden light plays tricks on walls of jet black stone. A figure sits before me, legs tucked under fine black robes trimmed in gold. They are sitting in a garden of red glistening vines, weaving one around a delicate gold trellis. For a very long time, I can do nothing but stand and watch, unable to do anything but... | He threw himself against the wall, sucking the frigid air through his mask.
Taking a moment to collect himself, the soldier looked to his left. The rest of his battalion squeezing into any nook or cranny they could find, in anticipation of what was to come.
He fumbled with the clip on his hip pouch, eventually workin... | |
[WP] you were betrayed by the ones you called friends. they sacrificed you in a satanic ritual during an outing. however, you were taken by things older than you thought possible. empowered by them, you return as their agent in a war that scales eons and worlds beyond. but first, your revenge. | I am untethered and my rage knows no bounds.
Risen, from ashes.
Burned by the Druids who I called "Friends," who set fire to me piece by piece. My anguish was their enjoyment. My torment, their delight.
I can still remember their laughing voices as my life finally flickered out. My last memory. I floated for a thous... | He threw himself against the wall, sucking the frigid air through his mask.
Taking a moment to collect himself, the soldier looked to his left. The rest of his battalion squeezing into any nook or cranny they could find, in anticipation of what was to come.
He fumbled with the clip on his hip pouch, eventually workin... | |
[WP] you were betrayed by the ones you called friends. they sacrificed you in a satanic ritual during an outing. however, you were taken by things older than you thought possible. empowered by them, you return as their agent in a war that scales eons and worlds beyond. but first, your revenge. | Life is a joke, and the punchline is shitty and cliche.
I heard all my life that the nice guy finished last, and what do you know it turned out to be true.
My 'friends', people who I'd helped at their lowest, people I had bled endlessly to defend.
Had betrayed me.
Had stabbed a oddly fragile looking knife into my ... | He threw himself against the wall, sucking the frigid air through his mask.
Taking a moment to collect himself, the soldier looked to his left. The rest of his battalion squeezing into any nook or cranny they could find, in anticipation of what was to come.
He fumbled with the clip on his hip pouch, eventually workin... | |
[WP] you were betrayed by the ones you called friends. they sacrificed you in a satanic ritual during an outing. however, you were taken by things older than you thought possible. empowered by them, you return as their agent in a war that scales eons and worlds beyond. but first, your revenge. | "You know I was kinda salty about this whole situation before you explained it but now? Sounds like a fair deal. Now do I have to do that ritual properly or does the whole "you're a abberation now" thing capture their souls automatically?" *I asked assigned leader. The maddening miasma of agony that was it's form took ... | He threw himself against the wall, sucking the frigid air through his mask.
Taking a moment to collect himself, the soldier looked to his left. The rest of his battalion squeezing into any nook or cranny they could find, in anticipation of what was to come.
He fumbled with the clip on his hip pouch, eventually workin... | |
[WP] you were betrayed by the ones you called friends. they sacrificed you in a satanic ritual during an outing. however, you were taken by things older than you thought possible. empowered by them, you return as their agent in a war that scales eons and worlds beyond. but first, your revenge. | "Quite a predicament you got yourself in bud." I said, taking a puff from my cigarette. "N-no, y-you can't b-be him, h-he died. WE KILLED YOU!" There he laid, the man responsible for my current situation, well he and two others. Called themselves my friends, did things together for years. I can still feel where the kni... | He threw himself against the wall, sucking the frigid air through his mask.
Taking a moment to collect himself, the soldier looked to his left. The rest of his battalion squeezing into any nook or cranny they could find, in anticipation of what was to come.
He fumbled with the clip on his hip pouch, eventually workin... | |
[WP] you were betrayed by the ones you called friends. they sacrificed you in a satanic ritual during an outing. however, you were taken by things older than you thought possible. empowered by them, you return as their agent in a war that scales eons and worlds beyond. but first, your revenge. | The sharp scent of too much fresh peppermint woke Jared. He sat up in a panic; his last memory was struggling against his friends. He thought Mundo and Eric were his friends up until the moment they stabbed his heart with an obsidian dagger. As he took his last breaths, Jared felt them using the blade on his arm. He hu... | He threw himself against the wall, sucking the frigid air through his mask.
Taking a moment to collect himself, the soldier looked to his left. The rest of his battalion squeezing into any nook or cranny they could find, in anticipation of what was to come.
He fumbled with the clip on his hip pouch, eventually workin... | |
[WP] you were betrayed by the ones you called friends. they sacrificed you in a satanic ritual during an outing. however, you were taken by things older than you thought possible. empowered by them, you return as their agent in a war that scales eons and worlds beyond. but first, your revenge. | "Jenny."
She's at some playground watching three screaming, filthy kids. We're sitting on the bench, and she frowns.
She looks at me, and pales a little.
"I-I'm sorry, do I know you?"
I smile.
"We played a game on the beach... You and me and your friends. Don't you remember?“
She looks scared. Really scared. I... | He threw himself against the wall, sucking the frigid air through his mask.
Taking a moment to collect himself, the soldier looked to his left. The rest of his battalion squeezing into any nook or cranny they could find, in anticipation of what was to come.
He fumbled with the clip on his hip pouch, eventually workin... | |
[WP] you were betrayed by the ones you called friends. they sacrificed you in a satanic ritual during an outing. however, you were taken by things older than you thought possible. empowered by them, you return as their agent in a war that scales eons and worlds beyond. but first, your revenge. | The sharp scent of too much fresh peppermint woke Jared. He sat up in a panic; his last memory was struggling against his friends. He thought Mundo and Eric were his friends up until the moment they stabbed his heart with an obsidian dagger. As he took his last breaths, Jared felt them using the blade on his arm. He hu... | "Quite a predicament you got yourself in bud." I said, taking a puff from my cigarette. "N-no, y-you can't b-be him, h-he died. WE KILLED YOU!" There he laid, the man responsible for my current situation, well he and two others. Called themselves my friends, did things together for years. I can still feel where the kni... | |
[WP] you were betrayed by the ones you called friends. they sacrificed you in a satanic ritual during an outing. however, you were taken by things older than you thought possible. empowered by them, you return as their agent in a war that scales eons and worlds beyond. but first, your revenge. | "Jenny."
She's at some playground watching three screaming, filthy kids. We're sitting on the bench, and she frowns.
She looks at me, and pales a little.
"I-I'm sorry, do I know you?"
I smile.
"We played a game on the beach... You and me and your friends. Don't you remember?“
She looks scared. Really scared. I... | "Quite a predicament you got yourself in bud." I said, taking a puff from my cigarette. "N-no, y-you can't b-be him, h-he died. WE KILLED YOU!" There he laid, the man responsible for my current situation, well he and two others. Called themselves my friends, did things together for years. I can still feel where the kni... |
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