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[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.”
Clark had the cellphone held out at arm's length as though he thought it might explode at any moment. Gathered in a circle around him we all began to breathe again, and after a moment the circle broke into s... | "Oh *shit*"
In stillness, I am. The memories of those I cared about matter no more. In the shadows, I am safe. Outside the street lights, I'll live.
The fires glow with a calling; its colors yearn for a soul to ignite. Its a malevolent beckoning many answer. Burn bright; burn a light on this night.. alight our homes,... |
[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | "Stop calling, dad," I said quietly. "Nobody is coming for us."
My father hung up the phone and sighed, "I have to keep trying, Michael. If there's even a chance that they'll answer..."
I used my finger to peek out from the blinds at the street. This wasn't how I was expecting the zombie apocalypse to go. I'd seen ev... | "Oh *shit*"
In stillness, I am. The memories of those I cared about matter no more. In the shadows, I am safe. Outside the street lights, I'll live.
The fires glow with a calling; its colors yearn for a soul to ignite. Its a malevolent beckoning many answer. Burn bright; burn a light on this night.. alight our homes,... |
[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | The apocalypse wasn't really that quick.
It was a slow, painful death.
The perfect disease. A fungal infection that traveled by air. It took over hosts and turned them into mobile vectors actively seeking more.
Of course, the world did not take this lying down. A battery of phages, antifungals, all were fired. But t... | [TW : child abandonment]
[writing on mobile so formatting sucks]
“You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.”
She giggled, pleased to have made some noise with the phone in her hand. She pressed the screen again.
“You’ve reached 911. Thi... |
[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | We'd stayed as long as we could.
So many phone calls. So many reasons for the calls over the years we'd been on the lines. Medical emergencies, gunshots, drunk drivers, one memorable little girl calling for someone to help her make Jell-O, the rapes, the arson, the all of it bloody and crying, and only some bright s... | [TW : child abandonment]
[writing on mobile so formatting sucks]
“You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.”
She giggled, pleased to have made some noise with the phone in her hand. She pressed the screen again.
“You’ve reached 911. Thi... |
[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | >**GENERATIONAL BLESSING, OR GENERATIONAL CURSE?**
I could taste the iron- the blood that was rising up the back of my throat. I could taste the *fear*.
*'You've reached 911...This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.'*
I tossed my phone aside. It was only dead weig... | [TW : child abandonment]
[writing on mobile so formatting sucks]
“You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.”
She giggled, pleased to have made some noise with the phone in her hand. She pressed the screen again.
“You’ve reached 911. Thi... |
[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | We'd stayed as long as we could.
So many phone calls. So many reasons for the calls over the years we'd been on the lines. Medical emergencies, gunshots, drunk drivers, one memorable little girl calling for someone to help her make Jell-O, the rapes, the arson, the all of it bloody and crying, and only some bright s... | The apocalypse wasn't really that quick.
It was a slow, painful death.
The perfect disease. A fungal infection that traveled by air. It took over hosts and turned them into mobile vectors actively seeking more.
Of course, the world did not take this lying down. A battery of phages, antifungals, all were fired. But t... |
[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | >**GENERATIONAL BLESSING, OR GENERATIONAL CURSE?**
I could taste the iron- the blood that was rising up the back of my throat. I could taste the *fear*.
*'You've reached 911...This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.'*
I tossed my phone aside. It was only dead weig... | The apocalypse wasn't really that quick.
It was a slow, painful death.
The perfect disease. A fungal infection that traveled by air. It took over hosts and turned them into mobile vectors actively seeking more.
Of course, the world did not take this lying down. A battery of phages, antifungals, all were fired. But t... |
[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | "Seek shelter.." My voice choked as I stared at the phone in my hand. What shelter? My world which had revolved around the small black item was gone and I hadn't seen it coming. There had been no news alerts. No warning had rung out. It had come while people ate with one another, watched films. Some had laughed, others... |
''Let me drive'' Tom said to me and I let him drive.
15 minutes later the truck is smoking and we are stranded in the middle of nowhere. We walk for half an hour and then we take a break. I lay on the ground and I watch the clear night sky.
Tom comes up to me, ''I think I saw something there.''
I get up and I don’... |
[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | We'd stayed as long as we could.
So many phone calls. So many reasons for the calls over the years we'd been on the lines. Medical emergencies, gunshots, drunk drivers, one memorable little girl calling for someone to help her make Jell-O, the rapes, the arson, the all of it bloody and crying, and only some bright s... |
''Let me drive'' Tom said to me and I let him drive.
15 minutes later the truck is smoking and we are stranded in the middle of nowhere. We walk for half an hour and then we take a break. I lay on the ground and I watch the clear night sky.
Tom comes up to me, ''I think I saw something there.''
I get up and I don’... |
[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | >**GENERATIONAL BLESSING, OR GENERATIONAL CURSE?**
I could taste the iron- the blood that was rising up the back of my throat. I could taste the *fear*.
*'You've reached 911...This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.'*
I tossed my phone aside. It was only dead weig... |
''Let me drive'' Tom said to me and I let him drive.
15 minutes later the truck is smoking and we are stranded in the middle of nowhere. We walk for half an hour and then we take a break. I lay on the ground and I watch the clear night sky.
Tom comes up to me, ''I think I saw something there.''
I get up and I don’... |
[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | "Stop calling, dad," I said quietly. "Nobody is coming for us."
My father hung up the phone and sighed, "I have to keep trying, Michael. If there's even a chance that they'll answer..."
I used my finger to peek out from the blinds at the street. This wasn't how I was expecting the zombie apocalypse to go. I'd seen ev... |
''Let me drive'' Tom said to me and I let him drive.
15 minutes later the truck is smoking and we are stranded in the middle of nowhere. We walk for half an hour and then we take a break. I lay on the ground and I watch the clear night sky.
Tom comes up to me, ''I think I saw something there.''
I get up and I don’... |
[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | "Seek shelter.." My voice choked as I stared at the phone in my hand. What shelter? My world which had revolved around the small black item was gone and I hadn't seen it coming. There had been no news alerts. No warning had rung out. It had come while people ate with one another, watched films. Some had laughed, others... | I woke up in cold sweat, searching the room around me. Part of me hoped that the last three days were nothing but a nightmare. But when I looked at the calendar I had on my bedroom’s door, the only thing the red marker spelled out for tomorrow was doom.
I heard the tip taps of something coming to my room from the hall... |
[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | We'd stayed as long as we could.
So many phone calls. So many reasons for the calls over the years we'd been on the lines. Medical emergencies, gunshots, drunk drivers, one memorable little girl calling for someone to help her make Jell-O, the rapes, the arson, the all of it bloody and crying, and only some bright s... | I woke up in cold sweat, searching the room around me. Part of me hoped that the last three days were nothing but a nightmare. But when I looked at the calendar I had on my bedroom’s door, the only thing the red marker spelled out for tomorrow was doom.
I heard the tip taps of something coming to my room from the hall... |
[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | >**GENERATIONAL BLESSING, OR GENERATIONAL CURSE?**
I could taste the iron- the blood that was rising up the back of my throat. I could taste the *fear*.
*'You've reached 911...This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.'*
I tossed my phone aside. It was only dead weig... | I woke up in cold sweat, searching the room around me. Part of me hoped that the last three days were nothing but a nightmare. But when I looked at the calendar I had on my bedroom’s door, the only thing the red marker spelled out for tomorrow was doom.
I heard the tip taps of something coming to my room from the hall... |
[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.”
Clark had the cellphone held out at arm's length as though he thought it might explode at any moment. Gathered in a circle around him we all began to breathe again, and after a moment the circle broke into s... | I woke up in cold sweat, searching the room around me. Part of me hoped that the last three days were nothing but a nightmare. But when I looked at the calendar I had on my bedroom’s door, the only thing the red marker spelled out for tomorrow was doom.
I heard the tip taps of something coming to my room from the hall... |
[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | "Stop calling, dad," I said quietly. "Nobody is coming for us."
My father hung up the phone and sighed, "I have to keep trying, Michael. If there's even a chance that they'll answer..."
I used my finger to peek out from the blinds at the street. This wasn't how I was expecting the zombie apocalypse to go. I'd seen ev... | I woke up in cold sweat, searching the room around me. Part of me hoped that the last three days were nothing but a nightmare. But when I looked at the calendar I had on my bedroom’s door, the only thing the red marker spelled out for tomorrow was doom.
I heard the tip taps of something coming to my room from the hall... |
[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | We'd stayed as long as we could.
So many phone calls. So many reasons for the calls over the years we'd been on the lines. Medical emergencies, gunshots, drunk drivers, one memorable little girl calling for someone to help her make Jell-O, the rapes, the arson, the all of it bloody and crying, and only some bright s... | "Seek shelter.." My voice choked as I stared at the phone in my hand. What shelter? My world which had revolved around the small black item was gone and I hadn't seen it coming. There had been no news alerts. No warning had rung out. It had come while people ate with one another, watched films. Some had laughed, others... |
[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | >**GENERATIONAL BLESSING, OR GENERATIONAL CURSE?**
I could taste the iron- the blood that was rising up the back of my throat. I could taste the *fear*.
*'You've reached 911...This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.'*
I tossed my phone aside. It was only dead weig... | "Seek shelter.." My voice choked as I stared at the phone in my hand. What shelter? My world which had revolved around the small black item was gone and I hadn't seen it coming. There had been no news alerts. No warning had rung out. It had come while people ate with one another, watched films. Some had laughed, others... |
[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | "Stop calling, dad," I said quietly. "Nobody is coming for us."
My father hung up the phone and sighed, "I have to keep trying, Michael. If there's even a chance that they'll answer..."
I used my finger to peek out from the blinds at the street. This wasn't how I was expecting the zombie apocalypse to go. I'd seen ev... | "Seek shelter.." My voice choked as I stared at the phone in my hand. What shelter? My world which had revolved around the small black item was gone and I hadn't seen it coming. There had been no news alerts. No warning had rung out. It had come while people ate with one another, watched films. Some had laughed, others... |
[deleted] | [WP] “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.” | "Stop calling, dad," I said quietly. "Nobody is coming for us."
My father hung up the phone and sighed, "I have to keep trying, Michael. If there's even a chance that they'll answer..."
I used my finger to peek out from the blinds at the street. This wasn't how I was expecting the zombie apocalypse to go. I'd seen ev... | “You’ve reached 911. This service is no longer operational. All citizens are advised to seek shelter. Goodbye.”
Clark had the cellphone held out at arm's length as though he thought it might explode at any moment. Gathered in a circle around him we all began to breathe again, and after a moment the circle broke into s... |
[WP] "If the world was ending, you'd come over right?" was the last thing you asked her before she left. It's been years since you last thought of her. Today you found out the world is about to end. As you sit alone in your apartment waiting to die, you hear a knock from your door. | It’s interesting to watch how people spend their last days. I see it all from the window of my flat; I witness all the strange things that the prospect of death makes people do.
There are those who make the most of it by doing things they thought they would have a lifetime to do: risking their lives on wild adventures... | Everybody expects the world to end with a loud "boom". There would be anarchy in the streets, a breakdown in essential services, people partying their last days away - you get the idea; something between the feeling one might get if you mix red, yellow, and orange together.
But as it turned out, the end of the world w... | |
[WP] The zombie apocalypse has happened. You have a rural farm in the middle of nowhere and a group decides to raid it only to discover that you have done the impossible. You have turned the zombies into pets. They are very protective. | It was more luck than anything else. When the zombie apocalypse hit, locked alone in an apartment with the complete boxed set of "The Dog Whisperer with Caesar Milan", things get *super* boring sooner than you'd imagine. Sure the power went out pretty quickly, the grid collapsed, but my ex-boyfriend was a prepper and h... | I hear a loud slam on my rustic door under me. I press a little, makeshift button three times. Gruff snarls echo over my loudspeaker above my house. I casually stroll to the dirty glass window in the room I’m in, wooden flooring creaking slightly.
I peer out, looking down, I see a group a three or so people decked ou... | |
[WP] The zombie apocalypse has happened. You have a rural farm in the middle of nowhere and a group decides to raid it only to discover that you have done the impossible. You have turned the zombies into pets. They are very protective. | It was a normal Sunday morning when the attacker came. Just after I fed my zombies their daily snack, (they actually require very little to survive, which is kind of a given with how they're.. dead) The man came into the house without even bothering to knock. I knew from experience these people are almost never good ne... | I hear a loud slam on my rustic door under me. I press a little, makeshift button three times. Gruff snarls echo over my loudspeaker above my house. I casually stroll to the dirty glass window in the room I’m in, wooden flooring creaking slightly.
I peer out, looking down, I see a group a three or so people decked ou... | |
[WP] The zombie apocalypse has happened. You have a rural farm in the middle of nowhere and a group decides to raid it only to discover that you have done the impossible. You have turned the zombies into pets. They are very protective. | They came as I knew they eventually would. The same assholes that, not content to ruin the country, had to go and ruin the world. After claiming for the past decade that they weren’t responsible for the series of pandemics that plagued us the past decade, they were finally forced to admit they were in fact behind them ... | I hear a loud slam on my rustic door under me. I press a little, makeshift button three times. Gruff snarls echo over my loudspeaker above my house. I casually stroll to the dirty glass window in the room I’m in, wooden flooring creaking slightly.
I peer out, looking down, I see a group a three or so people decked ou... | |
[WP] The zombie apocalypse has happened. You have a rural farm in the middle of nowhere and a group decides to raid it only to discover that you have done the impossible. You have turned the zombies into pets. They are very protective. | The door to our hideout slammed open, with the deafening sound of rotten wood smashing clay bricks. The other squadmates nearly jumped out of their seats, and scattered their playing cards on the concrete floor, but I didn't move an inch.
A man stepped out from the opening, panting heavily, but unwounded.
"Howard! St... | I hear a loud slam on my rustic door under me. I press a little, makeshift button three times. Gruff snarls echo over my loudspeaker above my house. I casually stroll to the dirty glass window in the room I’m in, wooden flooring creaking slightly.
I peer out, looking down, I see a group a three or so people decked ou... | |
[WP] The zombie apocalypse has happened. You have a rural farm in the middle of nowhere and a group decides to raid it only to discover that you have done the impossible. You have turned the zombies into pets. They are very protective. | They came as I knew they eventually would. The same assholes that, not content to ruin the country, had to go and ruin the world. After claiming for the past decade that they weren’t responsible for the series of pandemics that plagued us the past decade, they were finally forced to admit they were in fact behind them ... | It was more luck than anything else. When the zombie apocalypse hit, locked alone in an apartment with the complete boxed set of "The Dog Whisperer with Caesar Milan", things get *super* boring sooner than you'd imagine. Sure the power went out pretty quickly, the grid collapsed, but my ex-boyfriend was a prepper and h... | |
[WP] The zombie apocalypse has happened. You have a rural farm in the middle of nowhere and a group decides to raid it only to discover that you have done the impossible. You have turned the zombies into pets. They are very protective. | They came as I knew they eventually would. The same assholes that, not content to ruin the country, had to go and ruin the world. After claiming for the past decade that they weren’t responsible for the series of pandemics that plagued us the past decade, they were finally forced to admit they were in fact behind them ... | It was a normal Sunday morning when the attacker came. Just after I fed my zombies their daily snack, (they actually require very little to survive, which is kind of a given with how they're.. dead) The man came into the house without even bothering to knock. I knew from experience these people are almost never good ne... | |
[WP]"Everyone gets a nickname burned into their palm depending on what their life will amount to. Some get visionary, others get musician, some get warrior even. You know this. So tell me, why the hell is yours just two quotation marks enveloping a space that is blank?" | It had been an aggressively ordinary day up to this point. I had walked out of my usual cafe, latte in hand (double shot, with coconut milk), when, distracted by the yells of kids playing in the park across the road, I'd bumped into someone's table.
The stranger seated at the table had poor reflexes. His coffee spille... | "I want to be in the New York Philharmonic Orchestra."
The balding man stares at the dark-haired teenage girl, sizing her up. She fidgets a bit in her seat and makes herself sit up straighter. "Let me see."
The girl leans over the desk and holds her palm out. Embedded into the skin of her palm in dark blue, the cursi... | |
[WP] A knight is given the task to slay a dragon to rescue the princess. In a strange turn of events however it turns out it's the dragon needing to be saved from the princess! | I writhe against my chains, screaming in agony, begging to be rescued, but it's no use. Some kind of magic shimmers on the chains, making them too strong, their bonds with the wall too firm, & all the effort of my thrashing can neither break them nor pull them free. I'm stuck here, in this cold, dark dungeon beneat... | Gamel had rode tirelessly through the ancient forest, fighting off wolves and bandits and trolls. He had scaled the castle's crumbling walls, navigating his way around the labyrinth of corridors inside. Twice he had had to use the amulet of Marapholoci to guide him. Now, as Gamel made his way to the door at the end of... | |
[WP] You are a third generation guard for the holy immortals, and you have finally have received the greatest accolade that they can bestow on your kind... "Good boy", says your immortal master. | It had been 13 turns exactly since he had seen their faces. The bright immortals had gone through Garagdor to the mysterious room that smelled of sharp and fire. The great beast had gone by and Tiger had almost not barked. It felt like a deep tearing when one of the immortals left by that door after lightfood and pr... | As I was going to my post I saw another boy standing there about 20s or mid 20s in age. I walked toward him and said "Boy this is my place of duty"
"I was asked to stand there and was asked to give you the message that you have been summoned to meet His Holiness in Immortal Palace." He replied
As i was moving toward ... | |
[WP] You are a third generation guard for the holy immortals, and you have finally have received the greatest accolade that they can bestow on your kind... "Good boy", says your immortal master. | The Littlest of the Immortals called me to her dwelling. It was not as big as the Big Immortals, yet it was my favorite. The Little Immortal beckoned me forth, and I leaped into her chambers. She spread her lips to reveal her teeth. Time has thought me that this is the Immortals way of showing gratitude. I lowered my h... | As I was going to my post I saw another boy standing there about 20s or mid 20s in age. I walked toward him and said "Boy this is my place of duty"
"I was asked to stand there and was asked to give you the message that you have been summoned to meet His Holiness in Immortal Palace." He replied
As i was moving toward ... | |
[WP] You are a third generation guard for the holy immortals, and you have finally have received the greatest accolade that they can bestow on your kind... "Good boy", says your immortal master. | As the legend goes there have always been two. An Elder and a Younger to serve the Great One. This was told to me by my Elder after I completed the three rites of passage.
The first was my naming. The great one plucked me from the squirming pile of my brothers and sisters, held me close and called me Sampson. A good ... | As I was going to my post I saw another boy standing there about 20s or mid 20s in age. I walked toward him and said "Boy this is my place of duty"
"I was asked to stand there and was asked to give you the message that you have been summoned to meet His Holiness in Immortal Palace." He replied
As i was moving toward ... | |
[WP] You are a third generation guard for the holy immortals, and you have finally have received the greatest accolade that they can bestow on your kind... "Good boy", says your immortal master. | It’s been decades since the immortals he served changed. He was never sure why.
His new immortals were different. They held him all the time. They did the immortal equivalent of the lick all the time. They gave him The Accolade every day. He loved them.
The Immortal who guided the chariot always allowed him pride o... | As I was going to my post I saw another boy standing there about 20s or mid 20s in age. I walked toward him and said "Boy this is my place of duty"
"I was asked to stand there and was asked to give you the message that you have been summoned to meet His Holiness in Immortal Palace." He replied
As i was moving toward ... | |
[WP] You are a third generation guard for the holy immortals, and you have finally have received the greatest accolade that they can bestow on your kind... "Good boy", says your immortal master. | Gunner had been a canine of humble birth. No paper distinguished him amongst his species and at his lowest point, when he was barely three winters old, he had been subjected to a dungeon. He knew he could be a nervous creature, but never understood why it earned him a cell.
Immortals ventured in and out of the cells a... | As I was going to my post I saw another boy standing there about 20s or mid 20s in age. I walked toward him and said "Boy this is my place of duty"
"I was asked to stand there and was asked to give you the message that you have been summoned to meet His Holiness in Immortal Palace." He replied
As i was moving toward ... | |
[WP] You are a third generation guard for the holy immortals, and you have finally have received the greatest accolade that they can bestow on your kind... "Good boy", says your immortal master. | Gunner had been a canine of humble birth. No paper distinguished him amongst his species and at his lowest point, when he was barely three winters old, he had been subjected to a dungeon. He knew he could be a nervous creature, but never understood why it earned him a cell.
Immortals ventured in and out of the cells a... | Spot returned the orb of Ru-bar to the holy immortal. He had carried the foul tasting apostasy in his mouth, and dropped it again in front of the holy immortal. Despite the fact they kept throwing it away due to the suffering it caused them, he repetedly brought it back, to torment them further; He was sure of the dist... | |
[WP] You are a third generation guard for the holy immortals, and you have finally have received the greatest accolade that they can bestow on your kind... "Good boy", says your immortal master. | One day, they took the Small immortal away.
*They always come back,* I told myself. When they leave in that blazing chariot, they always return.
Still, I paced the house. Chewing on the bones of old enemies. Trying to pretend I wasn’t terrified.
*What if they don't?*
Worrying and wandering the halls, I went from... | Spot returned the orb of Ru-bar to the holy immortal. He had carried the foul tasting apostasy in his mouth, and dropped it again in front of the holy immortal. Despite the fact they kept throwing it away due to the suffering it caused them, he repetedly brought it back, to torment them further; He was sure of the dist... | |
[WP] When you go to an alternate universe. Your multiverse-traveling machine rates how different each universe is from yours. Today this universe got a 10/10 on the difference scale, and you can’t find a single difference. | The world remained still.
The ocean tide frozen in place, meeting with the water leaving the city.
Children were laughing, as the wind stood still.
Leaves fell from the trees in the park, a sign of fall up ahead.
James had been to 138 different worlds, different earths with a couple of changes.
The further he ve... | "Are you okay babe?"
"Babe?"
I hardly hear her over the ringing in my ears.
"Babe seriously, you gotta snap out of it."
A permanent fog has set on my brain. Is she real?
A slap echoes across the room filled with furniture I hardly recognize.
"Yeah sorry" I lie, "I was just thinking for second"
"Okay" she hesitates, "w... | |
[WP] When you go to an alternate universe. Your multiverse-traveling machine rates how different each universe is from yours. Today this universe got a 10/10 on the difference scale, and you can’t find a single difference. | Atimus scratched his balls absentmindedly while taking a drag from his stog. Opening his eyes, he swung his legs over cots edge, and crawled into the front seat of the Frod Transverse; his cherished multi-dimensional icon of freedom, and self reliance.
A faint breeze flowed through the open window from the dark void o... | "Are you okay babe?"
"Babe?"
I hardly hear her over the ringing in my ears.
"Babe seriously, you gotta snap out of it."
A permanent fog has set on my brain. Is she real?
A slap echoes across the room filled with furniture I hardly recognize.
"Yeah sorry" I lie, "I was just thinking for second"
"Okay" she hesitates, "w... | |
[WP] When you go to an alternate universe. Your multiverse-traveling machine rates how different each universe is from yours. Today this universe got a 10/10 on the difference scale, and you can’t find a single difference. | "I don't like that" I mumbled.
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Scanners where saying this universe had a difference rating of 10/10. the first and only time I've seen such as thing. Yet as I peered through the scanners to see what could be tipping the scales so much, Everything seemed to be exactly like they where back home. Wildlife a... | "Are you okay babe?"
"Babe?"
I hardly hear her over the ringing in my ears.
"Babe seriously, you gotta snap out of it."
A permanent fog has set on my brain. Is she real?
A slap echoes across the room filled with furniture I hardly recognize.
"Yeah sorry" I lie, "I was just thinking for second"
"Okay" she hesitates, "w... | |
[WP] When you go to an alternate universe. Your multiverse-traveling machine rates how different each universe is from yours. Today this universe got a 10/10 on the difference scale, and you can’t find a single difference. | Atimus scratched his balls absentmindedly while taking a drag from his stog. Opening his eyes, he swung his legs over cots edge, and crawled into the front seat of the Frod Transverse; his cherished multi-dimensional icon of freedom, and self reliance.
A faint breeze flowed through the open window from the dark void o... | The world remained still.
The ocean tide frozen in place, meeting with the water leaving the city.
Children were laughing, as the wind stood still.
Leaves fell from the trees in the park, a sign of fall up ahead.
James had been to 138 different worlds, different earths with a couple of changes.
The further he ve... | |
[WP] When you go to an alternate universe. Your multiverse-traveling machine rates how different each universe is from yours. Today this universe got a 10/10 on the difference scale, and you can’t find a single difference. | **Caution. 10/10 Reality Difference rating. Proceed at own risk.**
Luciano frowned, smacking the monitor a few times. The screen stayed as it was, flashing the red text in a threatening manner.
A cold feeling washed over him, and he cautiously opened the door, sunlight streaming in from outside. Ever since he and Dan... | *Calculating…*
The rating popped up.
**Difference Rating: 10/10**
“Huh? That’s interesting.”
I couldn’t let the rating distract me for too long. There was a time limit as to how long I spent here. It was just a cautionary thing, considering how clumsy I can become. I could mill about, but I refrained from interacti... | |
[WP] "Now, if you cross the river Styx you'll end up in Hades, which you don't want, unless... wait where are you from again? Did you follow a specific God?" Turns out the afterlife is a convoluted series of suburban neighborhoods, and you're just trying to get directions from the locals. | As I stood there on that plain street corner speaking with this plain man who was unnervingly chirpy, I could think of nothing else but the way I had died.
It was an accident. I suppose accidents are common enough, but my accident left me naked on the grimy white tiles of a mid-sized grocery store, dead as the last of... | The man squinted at her, his shriveled gaze eyeing her up and down as if trying to read her soul. He tugged his oar from of the dark, placid waters, ripples emanating out from their small, two-man canoe as they stopped moving and began to bob in place. Shadows clung to the fog in the shape of men, other times in the sh... | |
[WP] You know, you can tell a lot about a person by the way they eat their food. | You can tell a lot about a person by the way they eat their food.
The woman by the window, dressed in business attire across from an empty seat. Both meals are hardly touched, save for her glass. It’s been refilled, perhaps more than once, and it’s rim is smudged from use.
She’s nervous. The food on their plates is e... | \[Poem\]
Very, very carefully she peeled the mandarin.
First, the peel.
Then, the white pith.
Then, she took each segment and pulled it apart
Taking the off casing off
Eating the juice sacs individually
Her delicate fingers pulled at the fruit
Her long tongue bought each sac to her mouth
No juice was spill... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | Zach, with his head balanced on his knees, was mesmerized by the swirling mixture of soap and water. The colors seemed so much more vibrant than usual. Bright pinks and yellows, sparkling and shimmering in a mass of amorphous shapes.
He didn't remember buying a new soap. Maybe the midnight vibes make everything seem... | *clangggg*
Despite my best efforts, the metal lid rings aloud in the stuffy laundry room. Three overpriced machines against the right wall, and six behemoths of dryers stacked behind me. Not 10ft in between. Close quarters like this don't leave room for casual encounters, only awkward ones of shuffling back and fo... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | "Huh, I didn't realize that we have a full moon tonight. No wonder I can't sleep. Seems like I'm not the only one." I say as I turn to the eight foot tall werewolf, looking at the shredded shirt that he was putting in with the rest of his laundry. "You sure that's still good? Looks a little busted up." I comment, getti... | *clangggg*
Despite my best efforts, the metal lid rings aloud in the stuffy laundry room. Three overpriced machines against the right wall, and six behemoths of dryers stacked behind me. Not 10ft in between. Close quarters like this don't leave room for casual encounters, only awkward ones of shuffling back and fo... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | I was sitting on my love seat sofa, watching the last episode of my Netflix show of the season. I tended to binge watch every season during our global pandemic. Not much else to do seeing as all the shops and bars were closed.
My cell started beeping like crazy, forcing my eyes to stray from my TV screen reluctantl... | “Next up on the Saturday to-do list...Laundry.”
I open swung open the glass door to the dimly lit laundromat and smacked the bell above the door which caused it to chime. “Evening” said a man with a gravely voice, who was hidden behind a stack of drying machines. “Evening.” I nonchalantly replied. “I didn’t think I’d s... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | I was sitting on my love seat sofa, watching the last episode of my Netflix show of the season. I tended to binge watch every season during our global pandemic. Not much else to do seeing as all the shops and bars were closed.
My cell started beeping like crazy, forcing my eyes to stray from my TV screen reluctantl... | Hi, I says, how do take care of that fur coat. I was just the right kind of coked out, active, fearless, but still coherent. Ideal for a night of household chores, followed Russian hardbass at the pivo z champanski, followed by the hours long, mindless fucking of strangers, followed by the afternoon special at Kolya's... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | "Um hello... " I said, unable to hide the confusion in my voice from the tall hairy figure standing beside me.
"Good evening." He responded seemingly unaware of thr fur covering his entire body.
"Sooooo you like a furry or something?" I suddenly realized the ridiculousness of thinking this man was a real werewolf. ... | Hi, I says, how do take care of that fur coat. I was just the right kind of coked out, active, fearless, but still coherent. Ideal for a night of household chores, followed Russian hardbass at the pivo z champanski, followed by the hours long, mindless fucking of strangers, followed by the afternoon special at Kolya's... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | "Hey," I said without thinking.
And I really wasn't thinking either. There was a huge upright dog standing right in front of me. The dog, if that was what it was, breathed huskily. His chest moved massively, his breath sounded ragged and there was a guttural groan on the edge of his breath.
"Hey," the dog said, his v... | Hi, I says, how do take care of that fur coat. I was just the right kind of coked out, active, fearless, but still coherent. Ideal for a night of household chores, followed Russian hardbass at the pivo z champanski, followed by the hours long, mindless fucking of strangers, followed by the afternoon special at Kolya's... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | *Whoosh. Swish. Click. Pause.*
The laundromat played it's age-old melody. It was essentially therapy after so many years. Ellie took off her glasses and rested her head on the wall behind her bench.
*Whoosh. Swish. Click. Pause. Brr.*
She imagined she was actually on a plane, descending on some tropical isle and not... | Hi, I says, how do take care of that fur coat. I was just the right kind of coked out, active, fearless, but still coherent. Ideal for a night of household chores, followed Russian hardbass at the pivo z champanski, followed by the hours long, mindless fucking of strangers, followed by the afternoon special at Kolya's... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | The shutter sound makes the other dude wake from a comfortable bout of somnlaundryism and swing around to confront you, the creep who obviously just did something creepily creepious.
You stand there and stare at your phone, only your eyes visible over the top. A quick glance up, a quick glance down. The anger rises in... | Hi, I says, how do take care of that fur coat. I was just the right kind of coked out, active, fearless, but still coherent. Ideal for a night of household chores, followed Russian hardbass at the pivo z champanski, followed by the hours long, mindless fucking of strangers, followed by the afternoon special at Kolya's... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | I guess I didn't realize werewolves could be blonde, and male pattern balding. Now that I thought about it, it made total sense, besides the huge swarming cloud of not sense that surrounded the situation. The sweatpants, though expanded to the limit, held firm around the waistline of the beast without splitting. It's h... | Hi, I says, how do take care of that fur coat. I was just the right kind of coked out, active, fearless, but still coherent. Ideal for a night of household chores, followed Russian hardbass at the pivo z champanski, followed by the hours long, mindless fucking of strangers, followed by the afternoon special at Kolya's... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | It was, for all relevant purposes, just another Saturday. Like every Saturday for what seemed like centuries my routine had been the same. Laundry. Wash. Dry. Fold. My hell if there is such a place.
The bell of the door rang as some else entered the laude mat. I didn't both to spare him a glance. It was Lenny. It ... | Hi, I says, how do take care of that fur coat. I was just the right kind of coked out, active, fearless, but still coherent. Ideal for a night of household chores, followed Russian hardbass at the pivo z champanski, followed by the hours long, mindless fucking of strangers, followed by the afternoon special at Kolya's... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | Hard to believe im spending my Friday night doing laundry at midnight, Where did I fuck up in life to be here, I remember the rowdy parties, gaming sessions, and rounds of beer pong. I let out a heavy sigh as I reminisce on the good times and I start loading the dryer. As I start lamenting the fact that I only have 3 ... | Hi, I says, how do take care of that fur coat. I was just the right kind of coked out, active, fearless, but still coherent. Ideal for a night of household chores, followed Russian hardbass at the pivo z champanski, followed by the hours long, mindless fucking of strangers, followed by the afternoon special at Kolya's... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | "Hey," I said without thinking.
And I really wasn't thinking either. There was a huge upright dog standing right in front of me. The dog, if that was what it was, breathed huskily. His chest moved massively, his breath sounded ragged and there was a guttural groan on the edge of his breath.
"Hey," the dog said, his v... | "Um hello... " I said, unable to hide the confusion in my voice from the tall hairy figure standing beside me.
"Good evening." He responded seemingly unaware of thr fur covering his entire body.
"Sooooo you like a furry or something?" I suddenly realized the ridiculousness of thinking this man was a real werewolf. ... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | *Whoosh. Swish. Click. Pause.*
The laundromat played it's age-old melody. It was essentially therapy after so many years. Ellie took off her glasses and rested her head on the wall behind her bench.
*Whoosh. Swish. Click. Pause. Brr.*
She imagined she was actually on a plane, descending on some tropical isle and not... | "Um hello... " I said, unable to hide the confusion in my voice from the tall hairy figure standing beside me.
"Good evening." He responded seemingly unaware of thr fur covering his entire body.
"Sooooo you like a furry or something?" I suddenly realized the ridiculousness of thinking this man was a real werewolf. ... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | I guess I didn't realize werewolves could be blonde, and male pattern balding. Now that I thought about it, it made total sense, besides the huge swarming cloud of not sense that surrounded the situation. The sweatpants, though expanded to the limit, held firm around the waistline of the beast without splitting. It's h... | "Um hello... " I said, unable to hide the confusion in my voice from the tall hairy figure standing beside me.
"Good evening." He responded seemingly unaware of thr fur covering his entire body.
"Sooooo you like a furry or something?" I suddenly realized the ridiculousness of thinking this man was a real werewolf. ... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | Hard to believe im spending my Friday night doing laundry at midnight, Where did I fuck up in life to be here, I remember the rowdy parties, gaming sessions, and rounds of beer pong. I let out a heavy sigh as I reminisce on the good times and I start loading the dryer. As I start lamenting the fact that I only have 3 ... | "Um hello... " I said, unable to hide the confusion in my voice from the tall hairy figure standing beside me.
"Good evening." He responded seemingly unaware of thr fur covering his entire body.
"Sooooo you like a furry or something?" I suddenly realized the ridiculousness of thinking this man was a real werewolf. ... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | *Whoosh. Swish. Click. Pause.*
The laundromat played it's age-old melody. It was essentially therapy after so many years. Ellie took off her glasses and rested her head on the wall behind her bench.
*Whoosh. Swish. Click. Pause. Brr.*
She imagined she was actually on a plane, descending on some tropical isle and not... | "Hey," I said without thinking.
And I really wasn't thinking either. There was a huge upright dog standing right in front of me. The dog, if that was what it was, breathed huskily. His chest moved massively, his breath sounded ragged and there was a guttural groan on the edge of his breath.
"Hey," the dog said, his v... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | I guess I didn't realize werewolves could be blonde, and male pattern balding. Now that I thought about it, it made total sense, besides the huge swarming cloud of not sense that surrounded the situation. The sweatpants, though expanded to the limit, held firm around the waistline of the beast without splitting. It's h... | The shutter sound makes the other dude wake from a comfortable bout of somnlaundryism and swing around to confront you, the creep who obviously just did something creepily creepious.
You stand there and stare at your phone, only your eyes visible over the top. A quick glance up, a quick glance down. The anger rises in... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | Hard to believe im spending my Friday night doing laundry at midnight, Where did I fuck up in life to be here, I remember the rowdy parties, gaming sessions, and rounds of beer pong. I let out a heavy sigh as I reminisce on the good times and I start loading the dryer. As I start lamenting the fact that I only have 3 ... | The shutter sound makes the other dude wake from a comfortable bout of somnlaundryism and swing around to confront you, the creep who obviously just did something creepily creepious.
You stand there and stare at your phone, only your eyes visible over the top. A quick glance up, a quick glance down. The anger rises in... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | Hard to believe im spending my Friday night doing laundry at midnight, Where did I fuck up in life to be here, I remember the rowdy parties, gaming sessions, and rounds of beer pong. I let out a heavy sigh as I reminisce on the good times and I start loading the dryer. As I start lamenting the fact that I only have 3 ... | I guess I didn't realize werewolves could be blonde, and male pattern balding. Now that I thought about it, it made total sense, besides the huge swarming cloud of not sense that surrounded the situation. The sweatpants, though expanded to the limit, held firm around the waistline of the beast without splitting. It's h... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | As soon as I saw what it was that came through the door, I immediatly started to swing my head and eyes around wildly, scanning the laundromat for anyone else. I was alone in here with this monster; Thank god.
"Hey, Carlito.", I greeted the beast.
"Oh. Que pasa, Johnny?", he said with surprise as he tiresomely gla... | I hum to myself as I unload my laundry into the washing machine. I hear the door squeak open and feet shuffling but pay no attention. As the stranger manoeuvres, something catches my eye. Fur? I subtly angle my head in the stranger’s direction, who is actually really tall. Considering that I am kneeling, I can only see... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | I shoved my laundry into the washer, both arms elbow deep inside my dirty laundry as the bell rang and the old door creaked open. I freed my arms and looked over slowly. I hate people and just wanted to do my laundry in peace.
I gasped, eyes wide as they looked at me in confusion. I could feel that general air of exc... | I hum to myself as I unload my laundry into the washing machine. I hear the door squeak open and feet shuffling but pay no attention. As the stranger manoeuvres, something catches my eye. Fur? I subtly angle my head in the stranger’s direction, who is actually really tall. Considering that I am kneeling, I can only see... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | I checked my phone as the werewolf lumbered in. Of course, nowadays werewolves were more like were dogs. His ears were partially folded over, and despite his smaller-than-normal stature, he managed to carry his laundry basket with ease.
I wracked my memory, trying to remember if any of my neighbors had mentioned lycan... | Every weekend, precisely at midnight, I do my laundry. It's not by choice really. I work at night on the weekdays and I don't want to mess up my sleep schedule. I sighed as I measure out the bleach and pour it into the receptacle. I haven't seen daylight in years. Night jobs suck.
The laundry room door swung open with... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | I checked my phone as the werewolf lumbered in. Of course, nowadays werewolves were more like were dogs. His ears were partially folded over, and despite his smaller-than-normal stature, he managed to carry his laundry basket with ease.
I wracked my memory, trying to remember if any of my neighbors had mentioned lycan... | It was a sight that made you do a double-take. At first, I assumed the man was wearing an early Halloween costume or in a more drastic sense was an off duty serial killer. Neither appeared to be the case, his panting breaths generating a small cloud of fogged air as it collided with the air-conditioned room. That man w... | |
[WP] It's midnight on a weekend, and you're doing laundry at your apartment's laundromat. You hear the door swing open but pay it no mind until the fellow enters your peripherals and you see a very inhuman form. He is a werewolf, but is groggily just doing laundry. He hasn't realized he's changed. | It happened the second night at my new apartment. I was in the laundry room, loading my washed clothes into the dryer, when I heard the strange yelp from behind me. I gave it no mind, since the faint childhood memory of my first and only dog told me it was just a big ol' doggy yawn. I made a mental note to check my lea... | It was a sight that made you do a double-take. At first, I assumed the man was wearing an early Halloween costume or in a more drastic sense was an off duty serial killer. Neither appeared to be the case, his panting breaths generating a small cloud of fogged air as it collided with the air-conditioned room. That man w... | |
[WP] As a result of other students burning out, disappearing, falling victim to plots, getting themselves expelled, or just being too caught up in protagonism to keep up with their school work, the worst mage in school is, in fact, this year's valedictorian. | Rincewind's chest heaved as he wheezed and panted as he leaned against the wall in an alley in the Shades in the early morning, the most alley-ridden part of an already alley-ridden city. Another day, another problem he did not want to deal with. Why did it always have to be *him*?
"Rincewiiind! Where are you! It is a... | They say the nail that sticks up will be the first to be hammered.
I was the nail that was so sunk into the wood, trying to rip it out would split the board. As someone who lacerated the board instead of levitated it, I knew the feelings of splinters all too well.
If spells did work at all, they went sideways. Poti... | |
[WP] As a result of other students burning out, disappearing, falling victim to plots, getting themselves expelled, or just being too caught up in protagonism to keep up with their school work, the worst mage in school is, in fact, this year's valedictorian. | Rincewind's chest heaved as he wheezed and panted as he leaned against the wall in an alley in the Shades in the early morning, the most alley-ridden part of an already alley-ridden city. Another day, another problem he did not want to deal with. Why did it always have to be *him*?
"Rincewiiind! Where are you! It is a... | Edwynna Sloughfoot- Pussett of the Bytheseashore Pussetts was not the cleverest of students. Nor did her athletic abilities surpass her classmates by any means. Nor was she possessed of great wit that could charm listeners. And possessed no extraordinary talents of a musical, rhythmical, poetic, or aesthetic nature. Ho... | |
[WP] As a result of other students burning out, disappearing, falling victim to plots, getting themselves expelled, or just being too caught up in protagonism to keep up with their school work, the worst mage in school is, in fact, this year's valedictorian. | "You have got to be the worst mage in the entire academy!" The headmistress lamented. "I've never seen a more inept spell caster in all my years at this school! It's amazing to me you even manage to qualify let alone... this!"
I shrugged and brushed my blonde hair away from my face with a sigh. It was going to be anot... |
“But this is impossible!!” said Gellert, his grey beard quaking at the absurdity.
“Astounding I know but the fact remains you are graduating.”
“No no no you don’t understand. I failed all the tests. I cheated! I knew all the answers and made sure each one was exactly wrong!”
“Well, will certainly have to punish f... | |
[WP] As a result of other students burning out, disappearing, falling victim to plots, getting themselves expelled, or just being too caught up in protagonism to keep up with their school work, the worst mage in school is, in fact, this year's valedictorian. | Okay, so...hello everyone, I...what? It's a microphone. No, I'm not going to use voice magic, voice magic is dumb, so the microphone stays, deal with it. Now, I was asked to give a speech this year because my score is apparently...please calm...Headmaster? Thank you.
Okay, there are certain famous students who might... |
“But this is impossible!!” said Gellert, his grey beard quaking at the absurdity.
“Astounding I know but the fact remains you are graduating.”
“No no no you don’t understand. I failed all the tests. I cheated! I knew all the answers and made sure each one was exactly wrong!”
“Well, will certainly have to punish f... | |
[WP] As a result of other students burning out, disappearing, falling victim to plots, getting themselves expelled, or just being too caught up in protagonism to keep up with their school work, the worst mage in school is, in fact, this year's valedictorian. | Eileen scowled, her face scrunched up in what most of her friends would call, "an annoyed bunny look."
"I have not aced a single class," she said, her mouth set in a frown.
Her teacher, a Mr. Morrigan, sighed. He nodded his head before turning to face his single worst student. "No, Miss Starburst. You have not."
... |
“But this is impossible!!” said Gellert, his grey beard quaking at the absurdity.
“Astounding I know but the fact remains you are graduating.”
“No no no you don’t understand. I failed all the tests. I cheated! I knew all the answers and made sure each one was exactly wrong!”
“Well, will certainly have to punish f... | |
[WP] As a result of other students burning out, disappearing, falling victim to plots, getting themselves expelled, or just being too caught up in protagonism to keep up with their school work, the worst mage in school is, in fact, this year's valedictorian. | Invar the Inept, they had called him. A frail boy clutching tightly to his spellbook- he couldn’t afford a better one, so it was just a few pieces of paper bound with dried vines- stood at a podium in front of the gathering hall. The school’s professors stood behind Invar, looking almost as uncomfortable as him. Some f... | The school’s anthem played, the tempo wrong, and the tone solemn. The instruments, normally held by underclassmen playing as a final goodbye to the seniors, instead floated on their own. Horns, which should have been held upright pointed at the floor, and the bowstring of at least one violin was damaging itself with ev... | |
[WP] Your immortality was a gift intill the government found out and you were locked away, put into a state of perpetually dying to contain you. Fire, acid, drowning. What they didn’t expect is that as you continued to die, your body soon began to adapt. | Undying. Immortal. Hard. To. Kill.
That’s what they always say whenever they talk about me, day after day and night after night.
I never liked people to begin with, but after being taken in and forced to their “experiments” and for the sake of their “research” I have grown to hate them. And hate them I do, more than an... | James
Boom, another blast to the face, "FIRE AGAIN!" I hear over the intercom, another explosion, this one on my chest, I let a smile slip as I realize my shield is complete, the slow hardening of my skin finally complete.
"HOLD FIRE!" the person on the intercom sceams.
I look around my cell, the metal doesn't have a... | |
[WP] Your immortality was a gift intill the government found out and you were locked away, put into a state of perpetually dying to contain you. Fire, acid, drowning. What they didn’t expect is that as you continued to die, your body soon began to adapt. | Immortal. Everlasting. That is what I am. A blessing, some would say. A curse, others opinions. To me, it is simply what I am. It was a gift, sure, given to me by the very being that stalks the end of life. But there are times I regretted taking up the pale ones offer.
I have been an observer, and some time advisor to... | Immortality was an unexpected “gift”. Someone afraid of losing him had wished it on him, but that was so long ago.
They discovered his secret when monitoring became so commonplace he struggled to keep up with falsifying his identity. They freaked out about the risk, deciding they had no choice but to find a way to c... | |
[WP] The Megalomaniacal Supervillain assumed you, a renowned scientist, would object to being kidnapped and forced to build superweapons at his hidden volcano lair. In reality, however, you're just really excited to finally play around with unlimited funding. | I wake up–or more precisely, I start to wake up. The process of awakening this time is surprisingly bearable, very different from the agressive, almost passive-agressive alarm that always scares me into getting back to work. A soft, red light in the warm whereabouts of my lying gently stimulated my senses, giving me th... | "So how do I control these mechanical marvels to oppress the people of the world?" Quinten Smythe circled the robot before him. It was an android more specifically. It was designed to look surprisingly friendly and non-threatening and sported a variety of lethal and non-lethal weapons.
"Well sir," I said with a smile ... | |
[WP] The Megalomaniacal Supervillain assumed you, a renowned scientist, would object to being kidnapped and forced to build superweapons at his hidden volcano lair. In reality, however, you're just really excited to finally play around with unlimited funding. | "I call this the executerion," stated Dr. Dale Heisner, PHD, gesturing towards his latest device. "It causes you to try to kill the person standing next to you."
Dr. Abomination, no PHD, facepalmed a second time. "That's not what I asked you to build. I asked you to build a neutron spreader that would..."
"Kill a... | Lord Corvan made his way down the serpentine path in the heart of the island volcano. He looked at the strange, mauve shimmer that sat between the pathway and the magma-bottomed cavern, one of the good doctor's first inventions under the Lord's employ. The projectors showed the Lord chose well. They drew their power... | |
[WP] The Megalomaniacal Supervillain assumed you, a renowned scientist, would object to being kidnapped and forced to build superweapons at his hidden volcano lair. In reality, however, you're just really excited to finally play around with unlimited funding. | I came home from the lab just like I always had, although today was far more depressing. Another project was cancelled due to 'lack of funding', but I'm pretty sure it was something else. Other research departments got all the fun projects, but I was stuck running cell cultures on a machine that was about as old as I... | Lord Corvan made his way down the serpentine path in the heart of the island volcano. He looked at the strange, mauve shimmer that sat between the pathway and the magma-bottomed cavern, one of the good doctor's first inventions under the Lord's employ. The projectors showed the Lord chose well. They drew their power... | |
[WP] The Megalomaniacal Supervillain assumed you, a renowned scientist, would object to being kidnapped and forced to build superweapons at his hidden volcano lair. In reality, however, you're just really excited to finally play around with unlimited funding. | "I told you, Dr. Dastardly, that I would come along quietly." I reminded him.
He laughed. "Dr. Dextor, I could not take such chances."
"Fine. Where are the tools? Where's the LAB? You must know I'm a chemical engineer. Where are the SUPPLIES!?"
He laughed again. "Have some patience, Dr. Dextor. My goodness, you rea... | Lord Corvan made his way down the serpentine path in the heart of the island volcano. He looked at the strange, mauve shimmer that sat between the pathway and the magma-bottomed cavern, one of the good doctor's first inventions under the Lord's employ. The projectors showed the Lord chose well. They drew their power... | |
[WP] The Megalomaniacal Supervillain assumed you, a renowned scientist, would object to being kidnapped and forced to build superweapons at his hidden volcano lair. In reality, however, you're just really excited to finally play around with unlimited funding. | I came home from the lab just like I always had, although today was far more depressing. Another project was cancelled due to 'lack of funding', but I'm pretty sure it was something else. Other research departments got all the fun projects, but I was stuck running cell cultures on a machine that was about as old as I... | "Why do you \*need\* a plasma cutter from Area 51 specifically? I already bought you a plasma cutter. I can't just hit up the POTUS and demand assets. You are aware that this organization is outside the law right?"
I stopped tightening the screws on my new supercomputer. Turned to my captor and told him "Because a pl... | |
[WP] The Megalomaniacal Supervillain assumed you, a renowned scientist, would object to being kidnapped and forced to build superweapons at his hidden volcano lair. In reality, however, you're just really excited to finally play around with unlimited funding. | "I told you, Dr. Dastardly, that I would come along quietly." I reminded him.
He laughed. "Dr. Dextor, I could not take such chances."
"Fine. Where are the tools? Where's the LAB? You must know I'm a chemical engineer. Where are the SUPPLIES!?"
He laughed again. "Have some patience, Dr. Dextor. My goodness, you rea... | "Why do you \*need\* a plasma cutter from Area 51 specifically? I already bought you a plasma cutter. I can't just hit up the POTUS and demand assets. You are aware that this organization is outside the law right?"
I stopped tightening the screws on my new supercomputer. Turned to my captor and told him "Because a pl... | |
[WP] The Megalomaniacal Supervillain assumed you, a renowned scientist, would object to being kidnapped and forced to build superweapons at his hidden volcano lair. In reality, however, you're just really excited to finally play around with unlimited funding. | Molten lava. Not something I'd expected to see in a villain's main base. But at the same time, I wasn't expecting myself to be kidnapped so easily as well. Someone printed a 3D mask of my face inside the lab, took my fingerprints via handshake.. yadda yadda...
Well, we all know how it ends.It ends with me, tied to an ... | "Why do you \*need\* a plasma cutter from Area 51 specifically? I already bought you a plasma cutter. I can't just hit up the POTUS and demand assets. You are aware that this organization is outside the law right?"
I stopped tightening the screws on my new supercomputer. Turned to my captor and told him "Because a pl... | |
[WP] The Megalomaniacal Supervillain assumed you, a renowned scientist, would object to being kidnapped and forced to build superweapons at his hidden volcano lair. In reality, however, you're just really excited to finally play around with unlimited funding. | The hood is ripped off his head and his senses return to him. After adjusting to the light and the fresh air, Dr. Hector Lagunaria faced with a tall, bald man in a pristine three-piece suit. His pronounced cheekbones and boney fingers makes Hector think more of some skeleton wearing a skin suit than a living man, espec... | "Why do you \*need\* a plasma cutter from Area 51 specifically? I already bought you a plasma cutter. I can't just hit up the POTUS and demand assets. You are aware that this organization is outside the law right?"
I stopped tightening the screws on my new supercomputer. Turned to my captor and told him "Because a pl... | |
[WP] You're immortal but you've been trapped under tens of thousands of tons of rubble from a collapsed building caused by the earthquakes, one day you awake to a light and some stones moving, you see a strange face that obviously isn't human and a strange language. | It was a a beautiful city.
Was.
Beautiful towers of glass reaching beyond the clouds into the heavens above. Millions of people all squeezing in to get a view of the snow laden mountains just to the North. Many serene rivers snaking their way to oceans far off on the horizon. I stayed there for decades marveling at... | The sound is maddening.
I awaken to the faint ringing of a bell. It isn't quite right - something about it sounds *synthetic*. I open my eyes and the rock around me begins to quiver.
Harsh blue light seeps through a tiny crack in the surface above me. I try to raise my hands to cover my eyes, but it's no use; there's... | |
[WP] The righteous hero has cornered the nefarious villain. With his plans thwarted, his army decimated and his crimes against humanity being brought to light, it seems this is his end. But then, the villain laughs. And he laughs hard. | "Why laugh you, dog?!" The hero takes a step closer to the villain, who is supporting himself against the balconey's broken banister.
His laughter turns to wheezing, which leads to coughing up blood as he sneers,
"Look at what I've made you do! Look at what you've done to get to me! Tell me truly, oh righteous one -... | “What are you laughing for?”
The Dark Lord’s echoing laughter continues for some time, barely affected by the mighty grip of the Divine’s Chosen around his throat. Men, elves, and dwarves alike shuffled their feet as the laughter rebounded off the walls of the crag carved by the final blow, creating a cacophony of ma... | |
[WP] Write a story involving time travel, but not from the perspective of the time traveler. | It was a cold Monday afternoon in January of 1793. Today, the Parisians had gathered to witness the execution of King Louis XVI. There were three youths in the audience, however, who did not watch as King Louis was marched up to the guillotine. They were much more interested in a particular group of observers, who, exc... | Another late night in the collections lab. Need to get these placards finished for the new exhibit on ancient religions. Only one left now is the one for the stele. Would be wonderful if the other curators could just make up their collective damn mind about what it actually means.
The translation isn't even the issue... | |
[WP] Write a story involving time travel, but not from the perspective of the time traveler. |
28th June 2009
The banner is ready. The tables are laid out. The decorations are in place. Now all I have to do is wait.
I glance at the invitation again, nervous. It says that the celebration begins at 5pm. Date, time and place all clearly printed.
A lot of people had come around at first, curious. But, all of ... | [poem]
I have been here just a moment or so,
my small voice inside your head.
Another moment and I will be gone,
as soon as this poem ends.
One day, traveler, I hope you’ll return
to read me here again. | |
[WP] Due to a typo, your less-than- common first name got put into the new edition of the Necronomicon. Suddenly, you're being called on to get revenge on people's enemies. That's fine with you, though. You work for the IRS. | I just left the office after a grueling day of paperwork. I pinch the bridge of my nose and step out into the parking lot, letting the crisp night air hug me.
Being a low level grunt does not have its perks. I went to school to be a math teacher, somehow I ended up here with the worst kind of people. People who look a... | (On mobile so sorry for bad formatting and length)
Well, that was an interesting debacle. More often than not, when my phone rings it's some jackass committing tax fraud. Never did I expect to be called upon as one of the elder gods to ruin the life of one Jim Banks. That was fine though. Bing bang boom, looking thro... | |
[WP] Due to a typo, your less-than- common first name got put into the new edition of the Necronomicon. Suddenly, you're being called on to get revenge on people's enemies. That's fine with you, though. You work for the IRS. | “Do not call up that which you cannot put down” - HP Lovecraft.
Yumi Shakrasanda-Theodopolousia is my name.... Sounds exotic but I grew up in Cleveland. My family a fun mix of Japanese, Indian, Greek and Italian. It's a long story... But as a child I enjoyed math and my alcoholic mother made me do her taxes ... | (On mobile so sorry for bad formatting and length)
Well, that was an interesting debacle. More often than not, when my phone rings it's some jackass committing tax fraud. Never did I expect to be called upon as one of the elder gods to ruin the life of one Jim Banks. That was fine though. Bing bang boom, looking thro... | |
[WP] Due to a typo, your less-than- common first name got put into the new edition of the Necronomicon. Suddenly, you're being called on to get revenge on people's enemies. That's fine with you, though. You work for the IRS. | “Do not call up that which you cannot put down” - HP Lovecraft.
Yumi Shakrasanda-Theodopolousia is my name.... Sounds exotic but I grew up in Cleveland. My family a fun mix of Japanese, Indian, Greek and Italian. It's a long story... But as a child I enjoyed math and my alcoholic mother made me do her taxes ... | I just left the office after a grueling day of paperwork. I pinch the bridge of my nose and step out into the parking lot, letting the crisp night air hug me.
Being a low level grunt does not have its perks. I went to school to be a math teacher, somehow I ended up here with the worst kind of people. People who look a... | |
[WP] You know the secret identity of every hero and villain, How? They show you, as your a shapeshifter employed to impersonate them so both identities can be seen at the same place, same time. However none know your true identity. | “So, how have you been, Shield?” Jane asks as she lifts a car and slams it into the face of her best friend.
Kandi sweeps the car aside with her eponymous Shield. “Not too bad, Candlefire. Weren't you supposed to escape the Cage next week? I was having a nice bath when I got a priority alert.”
“I got bored! Can't I t... | >!Sorry for bad english.!<
"This night, someone sent us a rare photo : someone escaping the Wayne mansion in the night. After analysis, it was concluded that Batman was this person, raising a lot of questions. Are Batman and Bruced Wayne making out in the manor ? Or is it Batman and Alfred ?"
The monitor yells... | |
[WP] You know the secret identity of every hero and villain, How? They show you, as your a shapeshifter employed to impersonate them so both identities can be seen at the same place, same time. However none know your true identity. | My family distanced themselves from me when they realized that I wasn’t like any of them. My peers left me when they found out what I could do. I sought medical treatment and went to renowned doctors under confidentiality, getting surgery done.
They grew right back.
They alway do.
I’ve used up all my resources to g... | Well — it was stupid, mighty fugging stupid. But what could I do?
It was once in a zillion lifetime opportunity!
I couldn't resist.
So when Superman, aka the MOST powerful superhero, came to me and asked me to help him out with his big problems in his 'supposedly' simpler life while he scrambles off to yet another ... | |
[WP] You know the secret identity of every hero and villain, How? They show you, as your a shapeshifter employed to impersonate them so both identities can be seen at the same place, same time. However none know your true identity. | Most of the city was unaware that half the time "night light" was out on the city it was me. (I mean come on what kind of a name is night light).
Little old me, when I changed into him somehow I got his powers as well. Not that he knows this of course, I was very very good at just being the non evil super villan part ... | Well — it was stupid, mighty fugging stupid. But what could I do?
It was once in a zillion lifetime opportunity!
I couldn't resist.
So when Superman, aka the MOST powerful superhero, came to me and asked me to help him out with his big problems in his 'supposedly' simpler life while he scrambles off to yet another ... | |
[WP] You know the secret identity of every hero and villain, How? They show you, as your a shapeshifter employed to impersonate them so both identities can be seen at the same place, same time. However none know your true identity. | \*warning: Violence, depression, and religious symbology\*
&#x200B;
It all started in 1965.
Im a shapeshifter, due to this i can live as long as I want. I can change my appearance, voice, everything about me bends to my will. I am not sure as to why, no one now-a-days knows why we have powers still. In 1954, I g... | Well — it was stupid, mighty fugging stupid. But what could I do?
It was once in a zillion lifetime opportunity!
I couldn't resist.
So when Superman, aka the MOST powerful superhero, came to me and asked me to help him out with his big problems in his 'supposedly' simpler life while he scrambles off to yet another ... | |
[WP] You know the secret identity of every hero and villain, How? They show you, as your a shapeshifter employed to impersonate them so both identities can be seen at the same place, same time. However none know your true identity. | This is being written from the road. Or the park. Maybe the train station. Where specifically I am is not important. What is important to know is that I'm writing as a fugitive of a war between the so-called Heroes and Villains. Both sides just want to control the world for themselves. I realized this long ago. For the... | Well — it was stupid, mighty fugging stupid. But what could I do?
It was once in a zillion lifetime opportunity!
I couldn't resist.
So when Superman, aka the MOST powerful superhero, came to me and asked me to help him out with his big problems in his 'supposedly' simpler life while he scrambles off to yet another ... | |
[WP] You know the secret identity of every hero and villain, How? They show you, as your a shapeshifter employed to impersonate them so both identities can be seen at the same place, same time. However none know your true identity. | Most of the city was unaware that half the time "night light" was out on the city it was me. (I mean come on what kind of a name is night light).
Little old me, when I changed into him somehow I got his powers as well. Not that he knows this of course, I was very very good at just being the non evil super villan part ... | My family distanced themselves from me when they realized that I wasn’t like any of them. My peers left me when they found out what I could do. I sought medical treatment and went to renowned doctors under confidentiality, getting surgery done.
They grew right back.
They alway do.
I’ve used up all my resources to g... | |
[WP] You know the secret identity of every hero and villain, How? They show you, as your a shapeshifter employed to impersonate them so both identities can be seen at the same place, same time. However none know your true identity. | \*warning: Violence, depression, and religious symbology\*
&#x200B;
It all started in 1965.
Im a shapeshifter, due to this i can live as long as I want. I can change my appearance, voice, everything about me bends to my will. I am not sure as to why, no one now-a-days knows why we have powers still. In 1954, I g... | My family distanced themselves from me when they realized that I wasn’t like any of them. My peers left me when they found out what I could do. I sought medical treatment and went to renowned doctors under confidentiality, getting surgery done.
They grew right back.
They alway do.
I’ve used up all my resources to g... | |
[WP] You know the secret identity of every hero and villain, How? They show you, as your a shapeshifter employed to impersonate them so both identities can be seen at the same place, same time. However none know your true identity. | This is being written from the road. Or the park. Maybe the train station. Where specifically I am is not important. What is important to know is that I'm writing as a fugitive of a war between the so-called Heroes and Villains. Both sides just want to control the world for themselves. I realized this long ago. For the... | My family distanced themselves from me when they realized that I wasn’t like any of them. My peers left me when they found out what I could do. I sought medical treatment and went to renowned doctors under confidentiality, getting surgery done.
They grew right back.
They alway do.
I’ve used up all my resources to g... | |
[WP] You know the secret identity of every hero and villain, How? They show you, as your a shapeshifter employed to impersonate them so both identities can be seen at the same place, same time. However none know your true identity. | The first two that came to me I thought was just a coincident. Like I run and own a multinational company chances are two people would be connected by my company. But when the fifth came to hire me as a shapeshifter it started getting insane. Now I've been hired by almost all superheros and villains beside one of each ... | *** written on mobile at work so sorry for the grammar issues**
It was a rough start in the business. I learned quickly that trying to threaten my potential clients was wrong way to do things. But after I got my first client things became easier. The word of mouth spread quickly among the superheros first. At first j... | |
[WP] You know the secret identity of every hero and villain, How? They show you, as your a shapeshifter employed to impersonate them so both identities can be seen at the same place, same time. However none know your true identity. | \[CW\] Non-graphic mention of suicide
In the everlasting fight between good and evil, between hero and villain, between justice and lawlessness, very little is considered neutral ground. Nobody is ever really, entirely safe from having some C-tier baddie flung through a highrise window, destroying their property and s... | *** written on mobile at work so sorry for the grammar issues**
It was a rough start in the business. I learned quickly that trying to threaten my potential clients was wrong way to do things. But after I got my first client things became easier. The word of mouth spread quickly among the superheros first. At first j... |
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