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[WP] Your home is super duper haunted. It makes the news for odd events that befall your land. Quite frankly you have no idea why it bothers people .The demons and ghosts respect their leases, pay rent on time, leave you alone unless they need maintenance. Why do demons need wifi? Who knows. | “What was it this time?” I asked the demon.
Charlie had the decency to look chagrined at the blood dripping down the walls, shoving his hands, which, like the rest of him, had dark red skin, into his pockets. “Sharon broke up with me.”
My eyes widened. “No! Oh, man, I’m so sorry.”
“Thanks.” He sighed, glancing to th... | I feel for the people who wake up to a ghost vomiting blood on their ceiling. I really do. But it’s not Jeffrey’s fault he has gastrointestinal issues, and the guy has never missed a rent payment.
Okay, maybe that’s a low bar, but you wouldn’t believe the problems I’ve had with tenants in the past. Some don’t pay rent... | |
[WP] For all that is good, and holy, and pure, DON’T FUCK WITH THE HUMANS! They’re only mortal on their own world, and we found that out the hard way! | He lived in a cardboard world filled with paper people and paper buildings.
Kenneth Clarkson, or as he was known on Tervanix: Ken 'Ar, was a human. The only human he knew of that existed in the planet, though no one would have seen any difference in him in the physical sense.
He was well built without trying, his vis... | After seeing the horrors of humanity, the deities of olde had decided to eradicate our species as a whole. When the earth began to unleash waves of disaster, storms of fire and hail cover the globe. Earthquakes shattered cities and damaged infrastructure. However, one of them made a mistake. Hades, god of the underworl... | |
[WP] "No man can kill me!" roars the demon. You smirk. "But I am no man!" You throw open your jacket to reveal you are, in fact, three halflings in a trenchcoat. | Timmy jumped off Jimmy’s shoulders. Then Jimmy jumped off Todd’s shoulders. Together, Timmy, Jimmy and Todd struck a pose and spoke in unison. “Ha! We have fooled you demon! For we are no man, but in fact three halflings! Prepare to meet your doom!”
When the demon spoke, it sounded like a cacophony of souls melded tog... | "What!" shrieks the demon. "You have tricked me!"
"I am the Fox," proclaims one of the halflings. "Nobody can outfox the Fox!"
"No, I'm the fox," says the second halfling.
"No, me," cries the third.
The halflings continue,
"Only the sharpest eye, the keenest nose, the quickest ear and the fleetest toes Can ever ou... | |
[WP] "No man can kill me!" roars the demon. You smirk. "But I am no man!" You throw open your jacket to reveal you are, in fact, three halflings in a trenchcoat. | “How is that any better?" the puzzled Demon asks
"Well you said that no man can kill you" Bilbin says as he points a dagger towards the demon
"And us three brothers are not men but halfings" Balban proudly declares as he puffs his chest out
"And now its..." then a whoosh interrupts Bolbon. A gigantic broad sword pro... | "What!" shrieks the demon. "You have tricked me!"
"I am the Fox," proclaims one of the halflings. "Nobody can outfox the Fox!"
"No, I'm the fox," says the second halfling.
"No, me," cries the third.
The halflings continue,
"Only the sharpest eye, the keenest nose, the quickest ear and the fleetest toes Can ever ou... | |
[WP] "No man can kill me!" roars the demon. You smirk. "But I am no man!" You throw open your jacket to reveal you are, in fact, three halflings in a trenchcoat. | Timmy jumped off Jimmy’s shoulders. Then Jimmy jumped off Todd’s shoulders. Together, Timmy, Jimmy and Todd struck a pose and spoke in unison. “Ha! We have fooled you demon! For we are no man, but in fact three halflings! Prepare to meet your doom!”
When the demon spoke, it sounded like a cacophony of souls melded tog... | 'Sorry wait, you're three halflings? What the hell' said the Demon. The three halflings looked at each other and then began to roar in obnoxious laughter.
The self-proclaimed leader of the trio, Garthet, stepped forward, with a mischievous smirk across his face and boldly said 'so what you are saying is that you've n... | |
[WP] "No man can kill me!" roars the demon. You smirk. "But I am no man!" You throw open your jacket to reveal you are, in fact, three halflings in a trenchcoat. | Timmy jumped off Jimmy’s shoulders. Then Jimmy jumped off Todd’s shoulders. Together, Timmy, Jimmy and Todd struck a pose and spoke in unison. “Ha! We have fooled you demon! For we are no man, but in fact three halflings! Prepare to meet your doom!”
When the demon spoke, it sounded like a cacophony of souls melded tog... | “I am three half men!” you proudly declare, the three parts of yourself charging at the demon with their teeth bared.
“Ha.. ha.. ha!” The demon begins to laugh in that evil way unique to demons. He stands his ground, and this time it was he that was smirking. “You really thought you could trick me with that silly, wea... | |
[WP] "No man can kill me!" roars the demon. You smirk. "But I am no man!" You throw open your jacket to reveal you are, in fact, three halflings in a trenchcoat. | The two cloaked figures, one slight and the other enormous, closed in on the other, squaring off in the middle of the battlefield. The larger creature, Ren the Unclean, reared up, throwing back its cape, holding its axe and mace up high and roared, “For the last time! No! Man! Can! Kill! Me!”
A smirk crossed the lips ... | “I am three half men!” you proudly declare, the three parts of yourself charging at the demon with their teeth bared.
“Ha.. ha.. ha!” The demon begins to laugh in that evil way unique to demons. He stands his ground, and this time it was he that was smirking. “You really thought you could trick me with that silly, wea... | |
[WP] "No man can kill me!" roars the demon. You smirk. "But I am no man!" You throw open your jacket to reveal you are, in fact, three halflings in a trenchcoat. | “How is that any better?" the puzzled Demon asks
"Well you said that no man can kill you" Bilbin says as he points a dagger towards the demon
"And us three brothers are not men but halfings" Balban proudly declares as he puffs his chest out
"And now its..." then a whoosh interrupts Bolbon. A gigantic broad sword pro... | “I am three half men!” you proudly declare, the three parts of yourself charging at the demon with their teeth bared.
“Ha.. ha.. ha!” The demon begins to laugh in that evil way unique to demons. He stands his ground, and this time it was he that was smirking. “You really thought you could trick me with that silly, wea... | |
[WP] "No man can kill me!" roars the demon. You smirk. "But I am no man!" You throw open your jacket to reveal you are, in fact, three halflings in a trenchcoat. | “How is that any better?" the puzzled Demon asks
"Well you said that no man can kill you" Bilbin says as he points a dagger towards the demon
"And us three brothers are not men but halfings" Balban proudly declares as he puffs his chest out
"And now its..." then a whoosh interrupts Bolbon. A gigantic broad sword pro... | The two cloaked figures, one slight and the other enormous, closed in on the other, squaring off in the middle of the battlefield. The larger creature, Ren the Unclean, reared up, throwing back its cape, holding its axe and mace up high and roared, “For the last time! No! Man! Can! Kill! Me!”
A smirk crossed the lips ... | |
[WP] "No man can kill me!" roars the demon. You smirk. "But I am no man!" You throw open your jacket to reveal you are, in fact, three halflings in a trenchcoat. | “How is that any better?" the puzzled Demon asks
"Well you said that no man can kill you" Bilbin says as he points a dagger towards the demon
"And us three brothers are not men but halfings" Balban proudly declares as he puffs his chest out
"And now its..." then a whoosh interrupts Bolbon. A gigantic broad sword pro... | Into the demon's lair walked a man in a grey trenchcoat. His face was hidden by a tan fedora.
"I have come to kill you, demon, your good days are behind you," the man said.
The demon stirred in his great, dark throne. He was tall and spidery like a demonic NBA player, only skinnier.
"What kind of nonsense is this? ... | |
[WP] "No man can kill me!" roars the demon. You smirk. "But I am no man!" You throw open your jacket to reveal you are, in fact, three halflings in a trenchcoat. | The halflings had exploded out of the coat, two with daggers and one with a bow. They'd grinned smiles as sharp as hooks as they told her that her days were numbered.
Now it's hooks they hang from, on a wall in the cavern, their bodies a slumping sunset of blood and bruises. The demon watches their legs wriggle, from ... | Into the demon's lair walked a man in a grey trenchcoat. His face was hidden by a tan fedora.
"I have come to kill you, demon, your good days are behind you," the man said.
The demon stirred in his great, dark throne. He was tall and spidery like a demonic NBA player, only skinnier.
"What kind of nonsense is this? ... | |
[WP] "No man can kill me!" roars the demon. You smirk. "But I am no man!" You throw open your jacket to reveal you are, in fact, three halflings in a trenchcoat. | The halflings had exploded out of the coat, two with daggers and one with a bow. They'd grinned smiles as sharp as hooks as they told her that her days were numbered.
Now it's hooks they hang from, on a wall in the cavern, their bodies a slumping sunset of blood and bruises. The demon watches their legs wriggle, from ... | "No man can kill me!" The demon roared as he rose to his full height for effect with a smug glint in his eyes. His muscular arms were outstretched and his dark fur bristled. There was almost a shiny quality to him when the sunlight hit from a certain angle.
He opened his jaw to roar again, when he noticed that the mea... | |
[WP] You are the newest recruit in a group that does the fundamental opposite of assassination - contracted, covert resurrection. And yes, it's just as illegal. | Senator Debroux waited for me at an emptied out cafe on the Louisville waterfront. He was straightening out his American flag crucifix pin on his lapel. It was a balmy spring morning, perfect for a light jacket. That's why the senator's turtlenecked goons, wiping the sweat from their brick-wall brows, stood out to me a... | The black market group Kill Team was one of many businesses that specialized in Tactical Resurrection & Recovery.
Each taskforce was made of three fireteams and a support element. Equipped with decent off the shelf armour, spells, and firepower, it was one of the more... reputable, TRR businesses. Some cheaper ope... | |
[WP] You are the newest recruit in a group that does the fundamental opposite of assassination - contracted, covert resurrection. And yes, it's just as illegal. | If you want to get around the law and pull a resurrection, you have to be quick about it. Before long, someone notices the smell, or notices them missing, or worst of all, calls in the death and EMTs are on site when they kick the bucket. And if you’re good, like I am, you take the careful jobs. The ones where you can ... | # The Caduceus Corp
First and foremost in my line of work I have to be careful about the jobs I take, both for my skin and the world’s. Or at least, that’s what the old timers told me.
“You’ve got to watch out Nessa,” Mox had said the first and last time I’d seen him, in between shots and the raucous pounding of the ... | |
[WP] You are the newest recruit in a group that does the fundamental opposite of assassination - contracted, covert resurrection. And yes, it's just as illegal. | It seemed most akin to a lemon, the thing expanding in my upper chest: big enough to make me catch my breath, flooding my throat with the bitterness of fear. I ignored it and watched $200,000 sit up in front of me, naked as a baby, the fluorescent bulbs from the hallway throwing a stripe of cold light across his muscle... | # The Caduceus Corp
First and foremost in my line of work I have to be careful about the jobs I take, both for my skin and the world’s. Or at least, that’s what the old timers told me.
“You’ve got to watch out Nessa,” Mox had said the first and last time I’d seen him, in between shots and the raucous pounding of the ... | |
[WP] You are the newest recruit in a group that does the fundamental opposite of assassination - contracted, covert resurrection. And yes, it's just as illegal. | Gary’s phone dinged to life. A message.
*Abraham O’Connell 1843-1890. Spring Grove Cemetery.*
Gary deleted the message and broke the SIM card, replacing it with a new one. He made it to his car and stopped. Shit, he thought. He pulled his cellphone back out and sent a message to his handler.
*Who was the target agai... | "You know the drill. We get in, we extract, and then it's like we were never there." The boss fastened her gear to her chest and gave the rest of the squad a look. It was David's first operation, and somehow he had been assigned to a high-profile resurrection. He fidgeted in his seat as the rest of the team took up sma... | |
[WP] You are the newest recruit in a group that does the fundamental opposite of assassination - contracted, covert resurrection. And yes, it's just as illegal. | If you want to get around the law and pull a resurrection, you have to be quick about it. Before long, someone notices the smell, or notices them missing, or worst of all, calls in the death and EMTs are on site when they kick the bucket. And if you’re good, like I am, you take the careful jobs. The ones where you can ... | "You know the drill. We get in, we extract, and then it's like we were never there." The boss fastened her gear to her chest and gave the rest of the squad a look. It was David's first operation, and somehow he had been assigned to a high-profile resurrection. He fidgeted in his seat as the rest of the team took up sma... | |
[WP] You are the newest recruit in a group that does the fundamental opposite of assassination - contracted, covert resurrection. And yes, it's just as illegal. | It seemed most akin to a lemon, the thing expanding in my upper chest: big enough to make me catch my breath, flooding my throat with the bitterness of fear. I ignored it and watched $200,000 sit up in front of me, naked as a baby, the fluorescent bulbs from the hallway throwing a stripe of cold light across his muscle... | "You know the drill. We get in, we extract, and then it's like we were never there." The boss fastened her gear to her chest and gave the rest of the squad a look. It was David's first operation, and somehow he had been assigned to a high-profile resurrection. He fidgeted in his seat as the rest of the team took up sma... | |
[WP] You are the newest recruit in a group that does the fundamental opposite of assassination - contracted, covert resurrection. And yes, it's just as illegal. | If you want to get around the law and pull a resurrection, you have to be quick about it. Before long, someone notices the smell, or notices them missing, or worst of all, calls in the death and EMTs are on site when they kick the bucket. And if you’re good, like I am, you take the careful jobs. The ones where you can ... | Gary’s phone dinged to life. A message.
*Abraham O’Connell 1843-1890. Spring Grove Cemetery.*
Gary deleted the message and broke the SIM card, replacing it with a new one. He made it to his car and stopped. Shit, he thought. He pulled his cellphone back out and sent a message to his handler.
*Who was the target agai... | |
[WP] You are the newest recruit in a group that does the fundamental opposite of assassination - contracted, covert resurrection. And yes, it's just as illegal. | It seemed most akin to a lemon, the thing expanding in my upper chest: big enough to make me catch my breath, flooding my throat with the bitterness of fear. I ignored it and watched $200,000 sit up in front of me, naked as a baby, the fluorescent bulbs from the hallway throwing a stripe of cold light across his muscle... | Gary’s phone dinged to life. A message.
*Abraham O’Connell 1843-1890. Spring Grove Cemetery.*
Gary deleted the message and broke the SIM card, replacing it with a new one. He made it to his car and stopped. Shit, he thought. He pulled his cellphone back out and sent a message to his handler.
*Who was the target agai... | |
[WP] You are the newest recruit in a group that does the fundamental opposite of assassination - contracted, covert resurrection. And yes, it's just as illegal. | It seemed most akin to a lemon, the thing expanding in my upper chest: big enough to make me catch my breath, flooding my throat with the bitterness of fear. I ignored it and watched $200,000 sit up in front of me, naked as a baby, the fluorescent bulbs from the hallway throwing a stripe of cold light across his muscle... | If you want to get around the law and pull a resurrection, you have to be quick about it. Before long, someone notices the smell, or notices them missing, or worst of all, calls in the death and EMTs are on site when they kick the bucket. And if you’re good, like I am, you take the careful jobs. The ones where you can ... | |
[WP] You are the newest recruit in a group that does the fundamental opposite of assassination - contracted, covert resurrection. And yes, it's just as illegal. | *"Memento Mori"*
...
I'm in the back of a U-Haul with two bodies.
One is dead.
One is about to be dead.
Let me explain.
This city will bleed you dry.
I know this firsthand.
I was born in 1950 to a poor family in an even poorer town.
Found comfort in the occult.
Murdered in 1983 and dumped in a ditch.
Rezze... | **Beyond our mortal coil lies an afterlife of bliss.** Despite this, those who Pass Beyond are sometimes sorely missed. And though the laws of Man and God would block my path and shrink the odds, I'd hate myself forever if I knew I hadn't tried.
I sought to bring my sister back the day Alyssa died.
The body she'd bee... | |
[WP] It’s more than a scavenger’s dream- it’s anybody’s. A perfectly functional, massive ship drifting in space. A “ghost ship”- free for the taking. This ship is in amazing condition, so much so, your crew seems to be ignoring the clues as to why it was abandoned. | I got a good feeling about this.
The ship was simply cruising in the asteroid field, ripe for the picking. It appeared to be ancient, an old Precursor 576 Pathblazer. Ancient humans used them to discover new star systems when they first departed from the now uninhabitable Earth.
The ship was large and clunky looking... | its not everyday you get to see a ship in this pristine of condition and one so old too especialy since the heat death of the universe 50 years ago (i wasnt around then so dont ask what happened or how all life survived cause i dont know) practicaly wiped out all salvage drifting in space i assumed that it was just a s... | |
[WP] It’s more than a scavenger’s dream- it’s anybody’s. A perfectly functional, massive ship drifting in space. A “ghost ship”- free for the taking. This ship is in amazing condition, so much so, your crew seems to be ignoring the clues as to why it was abandoned. | # 15 Minutes
...***Before*** **break.** I looked up - for the fifth time in as many minutes. The radar was, like usual, blank. The edges of the circular overlay occasionally blinked visibly, refreshing at a smooth 60 frames per second.. of absolutely nothing.
I mean, I'd have heard the ping over the speaker system an... | its not everyday you get to see a ship in this pristine of condition and one so old too especialy since the heat death of the universe 50 years ago (i wasnt around then so dont ask what happened or how all life survived cause i dont know) practicaly wiped out all salvage drifting in space i assumed that it was just a s... | |
[WP] It’s more than a scavenger’s dream- it’s anybody’s. A perfectly functional, massive ship drifting in space. A “ghost ship”- free for the taking. This ship is in amazing condition, so much so, your crew seems to be ignoring the clues as to why it was abandoned. | It wasn’t everyday you happened across a pantheon-class destroyer floating dead in space, apparently perfectly intact. While not exactly “cutting edge” it was a ship architecture that was still in service in a number of naval forces, including United Nations Interstellar Navy.
“No response from our computer’s handsha... | its not everyday you get to see a ship in this pristine of condition and one so old too especialy since the heat death of the universe 50 years ago (i wasnt around then so dont ask what happened or how all life survived cause i dont know) practicaly wiped out all salvage drifting in space i assumed that it was just a s... | |
[WP] It’s more than a scavenger’s dream- it’s anybody’s. A perfectly functional, massive ship drifting in space. A “ghost ship”- free for the taking. This ship is in amazing condition, so much so, your crew seems to be ignoring the clues as to why it was abandoned. | It was half past 2, standard Terran time, that we found the wreck. Damn thing had been interfering with our comms for weeks, but it was barely noticeable at first. Then the quality of our transmissions went to shit almost instantaneously. No comms could reach us, and as we picked up from the other captains back on Cypr... | its not everyday you get to see a ship in this pristine of condition and one so old too especialy since the heat death of the universe 50 years ago (i wasnt around then so dont ask what happened or how all life survived cause i dont know) practicaly wiped out all salvage drifting in space i assumed that it was just a s... | |
[WP] It’s more than a scavenger’s dream- it’s anybody’s. A perfectly functional, massive ship drifting in space. A “ghost ship”- free for the taking. This ship is in amazing condition, so much so, your crew seems to be ignoring the clues as to why it was abandoned. | **The first clue we failed to notice was the dust**
The hull, still covered by crisp paint with almost no wear, had *U.E.S.S. Ophiuchus* emblazoned across the bow. It was long and sleek, and unlike any ship we'd ever seen. Most importantly, it was apparently undamaged, and didn't show any signs of inhabitants, living ... | its not everyday you get to see a ship in this pristine of condition and one so old too especialy since the heat death of the universe 50 years ago (i wasnt around then so dont ask what happened or how all life survived cause i dont know) practicaly wiped out all salvage drifting in space i assumed that it was just a s... | |
[WP] It’s more than a scavenger’s dream- it’s anybody’s. A perfectly functional, massive ship drifting in space. A “ghost ship”- free for the taking. This ship is in amazing condition, so much so, your crew seems to be ignoring the clues as to why it was abandoned. | It was a human vessel, larger than some moons we’d seen. Covered in markings, of the Terran ‘Japanese’ language, most marking it as experimental, and emblazoned with the logo of the Nova Mars Technocratic Authority; an old human organization known for it’s incredible military technologies.
Scans showed no organic mat... | its not everyday you get to see a ship in this pristine of condition and one so old too especialy since the heat death of the universe 50 years ago (i wasnt around then so dont ask what happened or how all life survived cause i dont know) practicaly wiped out all salvage drifting in space i assumed that it was just a s... | |
[WP] It’s more than a scavenger’s dream- it’s anybody’s. A perfectly functional, massive ship drifting in space. A “ghost ship”- free for the taking. This ship is in amazing condition, so much so, your crew seems to be ignoring the clues as to why it was abandoned. | Recording Playback: Initiated
Source: Indepedent Charter Salvage Ship: Sumeris
As the crew wandered around the spacious interiors, luxurious upholstery, state-of-the-art amenities, and were already envisioning this derelict as their new home, their reveries were interrupted by static on their radio, "Guys," Petty Off... | its not everyday you get to see a ship in this pristine of condition and one so old too especialy since the heat death of the universe 50 years ago (i wasnt around then so dont ask what happened or how all life survived cause i dont know) practicaly wiped out all salvage drifting in space i assumed that it was just a s... | |
[WP] It’s more than a scavenger’s dream- it’s anybody’s. A perfectly functional, massive ship drifting in space. A “ghost ship”- free for the taking. This ship is in amazing condition, so much so, your crew seems to be ignoring the clues as to why it was abandoned. | It wasn’t everyday you happened across a pantheon-class destroyer floating dead in space, apparently perfectly intact. While not exactly “cutting edge” it was a ship architecture that was still in service in a number of naval forces, including United Nations Interstellar Navy.
“No response from our computer’s handsha... | I got a good feeling about this.
The ship was simply cruising in the asteroid field, ripe for the picking. It appeared to be ancient, an old Precursor 576 Pathblazer. Ancient humans used them to discover new star systems when they first departed from the now uninhabitable Earth.
The ship was large and clunky looking... | |
[WP] It’s more than a scavenger’s dream- it’s anybody’s. A perfectly functional, massive ship drifting in space. A “ghost ship”- free for the taking. This ship is in amazing condition, so much so, your crew seems to be ignoring the clues as to why it was abandoned. | It was a human vessel, larger than some moons we’d seen. Covered in markings, of the Terran ‘Japanese’ language, most marking it as experimental, and emblazoned with the logo of the Nova Mars Technocratic Authority; an old human organization known for it’s incredible military technologies.
Scans showed no organic mat... | I got a good feeling about this.
The ship was simply cruising in the asteroid field, ripe for the picking. It appeared to be ancient, an old Precursor 576 Pathblazer. Ancient humans used them to discover new star systems when they first departed from the now uninhabitable Earth.
The ship was large and clunky looking... | |
[WP] It’s more than a scavenger’s dream- it’s anybody’s. A perfectly functional, massive ship drifting in space. A “ghost ship”- free for the taking. This ship is in amazing condition, so much so, your crew seems to be ignoring the clues as to why it was abandoned. | **The first clue we failed to notice was the dust**
The hull, still covered by crisp paint with almost no wear, had *U.E.S.S. Ophiuchus* emblazoned across the bow. It was long and sleek, and unlike any ship we'd ever seen. Most importantly, it was apparently undamaged, and didn't show any signs of inhabitants, living ... | # 15 Minutes
...***Before*** **break.** I looked up - for the fifth time in as many minutes. The radar was, like usual, blank. The edges of the circular overlay occasionally blinked visibly, refreshing at a smooth 60 frames per second.. of absolutely nothing.
I mean, I'd have heard the ping over the speaker system an... | |
[WP] It’s more than a scavenger’s dream- it’s anybody’s. A perfectly functional, massive ship drifting in space. A “ghost ship”- free for the taking. This ship is in amazing condition, so much so, your crew seems to be ignoring the clues as to why it was abandoned. | It was a human vessel, larger than some moons we’d seen. Covered in markings, of the Terran ‘Japanese’ language, most marking it as experimental, and emblazoned with the logo of the Nova Mars Technocratic Authority; an old human organization known for it’s incredible military technologies.
Scans showed no organic mat... | # 15 Minutes
...***Before*** **break.** I looked up - for the fifth time in as many minutes. The radar was, like usual, blank. The edges of the circular overlay occasionally blinked visibly, refreshing at a smooth 60 frames per second.. of absolutely nothing.
I mean, I'd have heard the ping over the speaker system an... | |
[WP] It’s more than a scavenger’s dream- it’s anybody’s. A perfectly functional, massive ship drifting in space. A “ghost ship”- free for the taking. This ship is in amazing condition, so much so, your crew seems to be ignoring the clues as to why it was abandoned. | It was a human vessel, larger than some moons we’d seen. Covered in markings, of the Terran ‘Japanese’ language, most marking it as experimental, and emblazoned with the logo of the Nova Mars Technocratic Authority; an old human organization known for it’s incredible military technologies.
Scans showed no organic mat... | It was half past 2, standard Terran time, that we found the wreck. Damn thing had been interfering with our comms for weeks, but it was barely noticeable at first. Then the quality of our transmissions went to shit almost instantaneously. No comms could reach us, and as we picked up from the other captains back on Cypr... | |
[WP] It’s more than a scavenger’s dream- it’s anybody’s. A perfectly functional, massive ship drifting in space. A “ghost ship”- free for the taking. This ship is in amazing condition, so much so, your crew seems to be ignoring the clues as to why it was abandoned. | It was a human vessel, larger than some moons we’d seen. Covered in markings, of the Terran ‘Japanese’ language, most marking it as experimental, and emblazoned with the logo of the Nova Mars Technocratic Authority; an old human organization known for it’s incredible military technologies.
Scans showed no organic mat... | **The first clue we failed to notice was the dust**
The hull, still covered by crisp paint with almost no wear, had *U.E.S.S. Ophiuchus* emblazoned across the bow. It was long and sleek, and unlike any ship we'd ever seen. Most importantly, it was apparently undamaged, and didn't show any signs of inhabitants, living ... | |
[WP] It’s more than a scavenger’s dream- it’s anybody’s. A perfectly functional, massive ship drifting in space. A “ghost ship”- free for the taking. This ship is in amazing condition, so much so, your crew seems to be ignoring the clues as to why it was abandoned. | —————————**The Star Eater**——————————
*(Act 1: Discovery.)*
Humans are... greedy creatures, Zeisten could say as much. Strange fact, considering they managed to achieve planetary domination. Usually, interstellar species eliminated greed-inducing conditions from their environment hardly a century after their respecti... | "Bitter, you better come look at this," Surge said, chomping on the sour sticks he somehow wasn't out of yet. "Class AC hauler, she'd idling with an impressive drive signature. I bet she could pull a steady G directed back, even with all that mass. Eight Rail mounts and more then enough power to run them all. Wouldn't ... | |
[WP] It’s more than a scavenger’s dream- it’s anybody’s. A perfectly functional, massive ship drifting in space. A “ghost ship”- free for the taking. This ship is in amazing condition, so much so, your crew seems to be ignoring the clues as to why it was abandoned. | It started with a rush of water but we dismissed that out of hand, the loot was way too good. You didn’t find whole ships very often, and when you did they were invariably bio-hazards, either radioactive or bacterial nightmares. The radioactive ones were mostly limited by cost. If it wasn’t too bad we might still salva... | "Bitter, you better come look at this," Surge said, chomping on the sour sticks he somehow wasn't out of yet. "Class AC hauler, she'd idling with an impressive drive signature. I bet she could pull a steady G directed back, even with all that mass. Eight Rail mounts and more then enough power to run them all. Wouldn't ... | |
[WP] It’s more than a scavenger’s dream- it’s anybody’s. A perfectly functional, massive ship drifting in space. A “ghost ship”- free for the taking. This ship is in amazing condition, so much so, your crew seems to be ignoring the clues as to why it was abandoned. | "It's fucking haunted frank, we shouldn't have even boarded."
"God dammit Bob ghosts aren't a thing, we've traveled billions of miles and seen dozens of planets and not a single ghost!"
"There were chains rattling as soon as we stepped foot on board! Chains Frank! I've never even seen an actual metal chain! And that ... | "I don't like this," said Bi-Han, leader of the junkyard rats.
It was no military operation, it wasn't even approved. A perfectly functional spaceship of unknown design was too lucky a catch to lack a downside. Bi-Han expected an ambush.
Since space travel became readily available on Earth and the technology easier t... | |
[WP] It’s more than a scavenger’s dream- it’s anybody’s. A perfectly functional, massive ship drifting in space. A “ghost ship”- free for the taking. This ship is in amazing condition, so much so, your crew seems to be ignoring the clues as to why it was abandoned. | "It's fucking haunted frank, we shouldn't have even boarded."
"God dammit Bob ghosts aren't a thing, we've traveled billions of miles and seen dozens of planets and not a single ghost!"
"There were chains rattling as soon as we stepped foot on board! Chains Frank! I've never even seen an actual metal chain! And that ... | *i recently got a microphone and i'm practicing recording audio versions of my stories. [here](https://vocaroo.com/1cPh6Scgjllw)'s a recording of this story so far. if you read this earlier, let me say sorry for taking so long to continue it.*
*****
Long hours at the pilot console.
In my head, I'm doing the math.
T... | |
[WP] After being a castaway for so long you set foot on the first ship that approached you. Turned out that it was a haunted derelict. What really surprised you was the hospitality. | You know, I never would have expected to find myself on a quite literal ghost ship- an old trading craft to be precise. Piloted and maintained by 8 surprisingly friendly ghosts. It was two, maybe three, years between when my hyperdrive failed and when I came upon the craft, thankfully my cargo was a supply of military ... | I wasn’t a religious person, no. I wasn’t superstitious either, no-
It was just that there was literally nothing else to believe right here, right now.
“Want water?” Someone asked me, giving me a proffered water bottle. I stared at the man offering me the bottle as he pulled back and his translucent form changed col... | |
[WP] Long ago you had sold your soul to the devil, but the postal service was so utterly bad that they had lost the package where your soul was. Since the transaction was completed before it, you have the benefits of the deal while the devil still has no control over you. | "I want to have money, fame, and power" that was the last thing I said to the red man himself. Now here I am on top of the world and nothing has happened to me. I thought I have 10 years at best but I lost that though 40 years ago. Well turns out hell's shipping is horrible and they lost my soul.
I laughed in the ... | Another hearth broken, huh? Whatever, Conny wasn't the indicated. I left her apartment while she tried to contain her tears. That won't last, she was always a crybaby. I just wish she wasn't that loud when I first told her I wanted to break up. Now her neighbours are looking at me weird.
Now she was... The number twen... | |
[WP] Long ago you had sold your soul to the devil, but the postal service was so utterly bad that they had lost the package where your soul was. Since the transaction was completed before it, you have the benefits of the deal while the devil still has no control over you. | I awake with money, money, and more money showing up from everywhere I can imagine. Random government checks I never applied for, stock market money skyrocketing, even at my day job the customers are tipping loads and loads of cash because of my 'lovely personality'. I walk down the street and the women, oh the women, ... | Another hearth broken, huh? Whatever, Conny wasn't the indicated. I left her apartment while she tried to contain her tears. That won't last, she was always a crybaby. I just wish she wasn't that loud when I first told her I wanted to break up. Now her neighbours are looking at me weird.
Now she was... The number twen... | |
[WP] Long ago you had sold your soul to the devil, but the postal service was so utterly bad that they had lost the package where your soul was. Since the transaction was completed before it, you have the benefits of the deal while the devil still has no control over you. | What is it like, being someone who delivers souls to the devil? Of course, one first has to ignore their morals and compassion, which for some cases is easy. If they are so hungry for power and wealth that they sell their soul for some of it on earth, then they don't deserve the heavenly paradise that would have wait... | Another hearth broken, huh? Whatever, Conny wasn't the indicated. I left her apartment while she tried to contain her tears. That won't last, she was always a crybaby. I just wish she wasn't that loud when I first told her I wanted to break up. Now her neighbours are looking at me weird.
Now she was... The number twen... | |
[WP] Long ago you had sold your soul to the devil, but the postal service was so utterly bad that they had lost the package where your soul was. Since the transaction was completed before it, you have the benefits of the deal while the devil still has no control over you. | I awake with money, money, and more money showing up from everywhere I can imagine. Random government checks I never applied for, stock market money skyrocketing, even at my day job the customers are tipping loads and loads of cash because of my 'lovely personality'. I walk down the street and the women, oh the women, ... | "I want to have money, fame, and power" that was the last thing I said to the red man himself. Now here I am on top of the world and nothing has happened to me. I thought I have 10 years at best but I lost that though 40 years ago. Well turns out hell's shipping is horrible and they lost my soul.
I laughed in the ... | |
[WP] after years of space exploration, humanity makes first contact with an alien race, only to find that instead of nuclear fusion engine and alloy hulls, they travel the stars in wooden ships with sails, turns out most of the galaxy runs on magic... | "Commander, the lock is gone," astronaut Phyll gave the news to ship commander Goddard.
"What was that sound? And what do you mean it's gone?," Roy Goddard asked as he came into the flight deck.
"It's the target sir, it, it's moving toward us," astronaut Phyll gave way for him to look at the onboard monitor.
"What i... | “What do you mean, they don’t use magic?” Jeevix asked. “How the hell did they contact us then?”
“Something called science, Madir Jeevix,” the cadet answered.
“They made it to another planet without magic,” Jeevix gasped. “What a tenacious species.”
“I hear they mess around with atoms and the like,” Okbin said.
“... | |
[WP] Its a blind date at a fancy restaurant, between a monster hunter, and a monster. Neither of them realize it yet and each think the other an ordinary human. | Her face stopped me in my tracks, quite literally. As I rounded the corner and our eyes locked so too had my entire body midstep. My mouth went dry, my breath caught, I couldn't believe it was her but it could be no one else. In a heartbeat I wasn't hiding out 40 miles from our last job, I wasn't cold hungry and tir... | 'Oh he's cute, I wonder if he'd taste good with mayo ro ketchup? Noooo! Snap out of it girl! This is a date! A DATE!' she thought as she slapped her face in real life, at the table, in a restoraunt on an atual date.
\- Are you okay?
\- Oh, yes yes, I uh . . . I just remebered something embarising for highschool and u... | |
[WP] You can talk to pigeons and only pigeons. In exchange for some seeds or if they trust you enough, they tell you things, like where the best bread spots are, embarrassing things humans or other pigeons have done, or what's under the statues around the city that keep them from moving. | Kevin took a seat on an empty park bench, pulled out the bag of croutons he carried in his bag, and threw a handful on the ground. Within seconds a fat blue-brown pigeon landed and began pecking at the dried pieces of bread.
“Yo Gutterflap,” The pigeon called out. “Get over here, it’s the good stuff.”
Another pigeo... |
The bread in his hand was stale and beginning to harden, but the pigeons did not seem to mind it any. They were simple creatures, too foolish to feel any fear for the humans that rushed passed them heading to their jobs, their families, or wherever it was humans were supposed to go.
“Thank you, Saad,” said Irisa, t... | |
[WP] You can talk to pigeons and only pigeons. In exchange for some seeds or if they trust you enough, they tell you things, like where the best bread spots are, embarrassing things humans or other pigeons have done, or what's under the statues around the city that keep them from moving. | Kevin took a seat on an empty park bench, pulled out the bag of croutons he carried in his bag, and threw a handful on the ground. Within seconds a fat blue-brown pigeon landed and began pecking at the dried pieces of bread.
“Yo Gutterflap,” The pigeon called out. “Get over here, it’s the good stuff.”
Another pigeo... | # Bargain Bin Superheroes
(Arc 3, Part 7: Pigeonlady v.s. The Petrified Police)
(Note: Bargain Bin Superheroes is episodic; each part is self-contained. This story can be enjoyed without reading the previous sections.)
**Every citizen of the Unified Sovereignties was raised to take pride in their diverse and gloriou... | |
[WP] You were kind to the bullied kid in school, and they have always liked you since then. Even now, as they enact their plan for world domination, you are still the only person they care about. | “I can give you anything you want, you know.”
Mark hasn’t changed. Physically, he’s unrecognizable, but the needy little boy from two decades before is stuck inside the tuxedo-clad man.
“I don’t want anything,” I tell him. “I’m good here.”
“With this?” he asks, his arms gesturing around my house. He looks wealthy no... | The devastation to the capital was overwhelming. Cars and buildings ablaze, flags being burnt in the streets and a thin dusting of soot wisping its way across the city on the breeze. Institutions that had seemed unbreakable, rock solid bastions of certainty that anchored everyday life, these banks and council buildings... | |
[WP] When you die, you do not find yourself in any afterlife (or lack thereof) guaranteed to you by any scientist or priest, but find yourself in a white void containing yourself and a menu, containing what seems to list infinite options such as: Valhalla, Heaven, Oblivion, Nirvana and Elysium | Hearing is the last sense to fail after death. I heard the monitor go static, I heard my children cry, I heard my grandchildren cry, I heard... Humming?
I open my eyes, I feel my chest, I inhale quickly through my nose. Something walks up to me, it is holding a plate, the plate is placed next to me. There is bread on ... | Helen had never been much for decisions. Every day she drank the same tea her mother had always bought, ate the same food for breakfast, lunch, and dinner as always. She worked as a school teacher, because that's what she was told would be a good, respectable job for a woman. She wore the clothes the saleswoman chose f... | |
[WP] When you die, you do not find yourself in any afterlife (or lack thereof) guaranteed to you by any scientist or priest, but find yourself in a white void containing yourself and a menu, containing what seems to list infinite options such as: Valhalla, Heaven, Oblivion, Nirvana and Elysium | Hearing is the last sense to fail after death. I heard the monitor go static, I heard my children cry, I heard my grandchildren cry, I heard... Humming?
I open my eyes, I feel my chest, I inhale quickly through my nose. Something walks up to me, it is holding a plate, the plate is placed next to me. There is bread on ... | "Hi, can I take your order?"
I looked up from the menu and jerked back in surprise. From the friendly female voice, I'd expected a young woman with a cheerful smile. Instead, I saw a Grim Reaper. Dark cloak, hooded face, tall scythe, the works.
I swallowed. "Uh, I'm not sure what's happening. I was just...,"
I'd b... | |
[WP] When evil people die they're supposed to go to Hell as punishment. You arrive and discover that the place is unusually comfortable. Satan really hates God, and as it turns out his favorite way to spite God is to make Hell a really comfortable place. | The accident was sudden, though I suppose they always are. Bright headlights, ripping metal, squealing tires, then poof!
Well, so much for that.
I waited above my body for the "white light" that everybody is always going on about, only slightly sad that no one was present to beg me not to go into it. I didn't have ... | # Hell is Heaven
There was a deep flash of grinning white teeth in the darkness, “were you evil enough?” a whisper called out to me.
I stammered, I never meant to be evil! The circumstances of my life always put me on the wrong path, constantly being punished by everyone I met on earth.
“I never meant to be,” I sai... | |
I'm very happy that everyone enjoyed this WP so much!
To clarify: the hero can project a time bubble about the size of a refrigerator a few feet in front of himself, ostensibly to capture a wrong-doer within it, while he himself stays in normal (faster) time. His opponent has the same power though. The bubbles have co... | [WP] The hero can slow down Time in a small bubble around himself. Unfortunately, the villain has the same ability. The world is now vexed with two people, in front of the U.N. building, having a slow-motion fistfight that will last 103 years. It affects Mankind in unexpected ways. | The first supers had started to emerge soon after the nuclear war. Scientists believed the increased radiation in the air was mutating people on a cellular level, and within a couple years you had villians running around in tight latex trying to take over the world, and heroes running around in even tighter latex tryin... | The problem with heroes is that they’re always willing to risk it. Why wouldn’t they? It’s literally what they do best. Sanctimonious fools willing to forever be engaged in the ultimate struggle, but what happens when an unstoppable force meets and immovable object? Well that’s easy, some bastard takes advantage.
As ... |
I'm very happy that everyone enjoyed this WP so much!
To clarify: the hero can project a time bubble about the size of a refrigerator a few feet in front of himself, ostensibly to capture a wrong-doer within it, while he himself stays in normal (faster) time. His opponent has the same power though. The bubbles have co... | [WP] The hero can slow down Time in a small bubble around himself. Unfortunately, the villain has the same ability. The world is now vexed with two people, in front of the U.N. building, having a slow-motion fistfight that will last 103 years. It affects Mankind in unexpected ways. | “So explain why this is going to work again?” That was Chief of UN security Keelan de Gaulle. Very straight laced, by the book, and effective at his job. His one weakness was adapting to situations outside of the handbook. What was going on in front of the United Nations Headquarters that day definitely qualified as un... | The problem with heroes is that they’re always willing to risk it. Why wouldn’t they? It’s literally what they do best. Sanctimonious fools willing to forever be engaged in the ultimate struggle, but what happens when an unstoppable force meets and immovable object? Well that’s easy, some bastard takes advantage.
As ... |
I'm very happy that everyone enjoyed this WP so much!
To clarify: the hero can project a time bubble about the size of a refrigerator a few feet in front of himself, ostensibly to capture a wrong-doer within it, while he himself stays in normal (faster) time. His opponent has the same power though. The bubbles have co... | [WP] The hero can slow down Time in a small bubble around himself. Unfortunately, the villain has the same ability. The world is now vexed with two people, in front of the U.N. building, having a slow-motion fistfight that will last 103 years. It affects Mankind in unexpected ways. | "The fight of the century and beyond is finally coming to an end!" A young news reporter shouts with enthusiasm while a woman by the name of Mary watched the channel laying on her hospital bed.
"For one hundred in three years..." The old woman spoke decrepitly as she coughed hoarsely to herself in the room. Her heart ... | The problem with heroes is that they’re always willing to risk it. Why wouldn’t they? It’s literally what they do best. Sanctimonious fools willing to forever be engaged in the ultimate struggle, but what happens when an unstoppable force meets and immovable object? Well that’s easy, some bastard takes advantage.
As ... |
I'm very happy that everyone enjoyed this WP so much!
To clarify: the hero can project a time bubble about the size of a refrigerator a few feet in front of himself, ostensibly to capture a wrong-doer within it, while he himself stays in normal (faster) time. His opponent has the same power though. The bubbles have co... | [WP] The hero can slow down Time in a small bubble around himself. Unfortunately, the villain has the same ability. The world is now vexed with two people, in front of the U.N. building, having a slow-motion fistfight that will last 103 years. It affects Mankind in unexpected ways. | The first supers had started to emerge soon after the nuclear war. Scientists believed the increased radiation in the air was mutating people on a cellular level, and within a couple years you had villians running around in tight latex trying to take over the world, and heroes running around in even tighter latex tryin... | The year is 2021. Alpha, the hero is celebrating his 10th anniversary of successfully eliminating villains thanks to his ability of slowing down time . The town is celebrating with a festival. Everybody was there.
However, just before Alpha received his prize, time slowed down suddenly. Awkwardly, Alpha did not initia... |
I'm very happy that everyone enjoyed this WP so much!
To clarify: the hero can project a time bubble about the size of a refrigerator a few feet in front of himself, ostensibly to capture a wrong-doer within it, while he himself stays in normal (faster) time. His opponent has the same power though. The bubbles have co... | [WP] The hero can slow down Time in a small bubble around himself. Unfortunately, the villain has the same ability. The world is now vexed with two people, in front of the U.N. building, having a slow-motion fistfight that will last 103 years. It affects Mankind in unexpected ways. | “So explain why this is going to work again?” That was Chief of UN security Keelan de Gaulle. Very straight laced, by the book, and effective at his job. His one weakness was adapting to situations outside of the handbook. What was going on in front of the United Nations Headquarters that day definitely qualified as un... | Showing down time in a bubble around you ..... How is this an advantage that could be used as a super power?
It would certainly mean your demise if you used it. A villain could simply use their relative superspeed to mount an attack that, in your slow frame of reference, you have no hope to combat.
Example, you slow ... |
I'm very happy that everyone enjoyed this WP so much!
To clarify: the hero can project a time bubble about the size of a refrigerator a few feet in front of himself, ostensibly to capture a wrong-doer within it, while he himself stays in normal (faster) time. His opponent has the same power though. The bubbles have co... | [WP] The hero can slow down Time in a small bubble around himself. Unfortunately, the villain has the same ability. The world is now vexed with two people, in front of the U.N. building, having a slow-motion fistfight that will last 103 years. It affects Mankind in unexpected ways. | "The fight of the century and beyond is finally coming to an end!" A young news reporter shouts with enthusiasm while a woman by the name of Mary watched the channel laying on her hospital bed.
"For one hundred in three years..." The old woman spoke decrepitly as she coughed hoarsely to herself in the room. Her heart ... | Showing down time in a bubble around you ..... How is this an advantage that could be used as a super power?
It would certainly mean your demise if you used it. A villain could simply use their relative superspeed to mount an attack that, in your slow frame of reference, you have no hope to combat.
Example, you slow ... |
I'm very happy that everyone enjoyed this WP so much!
To clarify: the hero can project a time bubble about the size of a refrigerator a few feet in front of himself, ostensibly to capture a wrong-doer within it, while he himself stays in normal (faster) time. His opponent has the same power though. The bubbles have co... | [WP] The hero can slow down Time in a small bubble around himself. Unfortunately, the villain has the same ability. The world is now vexed with two people, in front of the U.N. building, having a slow-motion fistfight that will last 103 years. It affects Mankind in unexpected ways. | As the world's greatest villain and earth's mightiest hero continue to clash, Tim Timwell, aged 37, walks his dog, a miniature schnauzer named Tom. The route, going past the UN building, is nice and flat, paved the whole way through. Tim and Tom, Tom and Tim, just meandering about town again, slowly of course, because... | John sighed, tapped his papers to sort them into a neat stack, and slid them into his bag.
"Same time tomorrow, Buck," he said, tipping his head as his co-caster.
Buck just grunted and nodded. Man had been covering the Great Jim Fight for thirty years now, and he'd seen it all. John was only six months in and he was ... |
I'm very happy that everyone enjoyed this WP so much!
To clarify: the hero can project a time bubble about the size of a refrigerator a few feet in front of himself, ostensibly to capture a wrong-doer within it, while he himself stays in normal (faster) time. His opponent has the same power though. The bubbles have co... | [WP] The hero can slow down Time in a small bubble around himself. Unfortunately, the villain has the same ability. The world is now vexed with two people, in front of the U.N. building, having a slow-motion fistfight that will last 103 years. It affects Mankind in unexpected ways. | # Financial Times
# Stock Markets collapse by 30% as UN Assembly fight takes a new turn
**■ New York City - 30.04.2055**
This morning at around 5:30 AM the cameras observing the ongoing fight in front of the UN headquarters confirmed what experts have now been warning of for days: Professor Inferno's left hand stoma... | John sighed, tapped his papers to sort them into a neat stack, and slid them into his bag.
"Same time tomorrow, Buck," he said, tipping his head as his co-caster.
Buck just grunted and nodded. Man had been covering the Great Jim Fight for thirty years now, and he'd seen it all. John was only six months in and he was ... |
I'm very happy that everyone enjoyed this WP so much!
To clarify: the hero can project a time bubble about the size of a refrigerator a few feet in front of himself, ostensibly to capture a wrong-doer within it, while he himself stays in normal (faster) time. His opponent has the same power though. The bubbles have co... | [WP] The hero can slow down Time in a small bubble around himself. Unfortunately, the villain has the same ability. The world is now vexed with two people, in front of the U.N. building, having a slow-motion fistfight that will last 103 years. It affects Mankind in unexpected ways. | # Financial Times
# Stock Markets collapse by 30% as UN Assembly fight takes a new turn
**■ New York City - 30.04.2055**
This morning at around 5:30 AM the cameras observing the ongoing fight in front of the UN headquarters confirmed what experts have now been warning of for days: Professor Inferno's left hand stoma... | As the world's greatest villain and earth's mightiest hero continue to clash, Tim Timwell, aged 37, walks his dog, a miniature schnauzer named Tom. The route, going past the UN building, is nice and flat, paved the whole way through. Tim and Tom, Tom and Tim, just meandering about town again, slowly of course, because... |
[WP] Being dragged to another world sounded like fun. Until you found out it's because a mage failed their spirit summon spell so hard they got you. | I was sitting at home enjoying a perfectly normal Thursday evening. I had changed into my usual t-shirt and flannel pants after removing the unforgiving business casual wear that made up my work uniform at the office. Fuzzy socks completed my perfect outfit for couch surfing, so much more comfortable than the high heel... | A minute ago I had been wondering about the movie I was going to watch on Netflix and then poof I was dragged through some sort of a portal to a different world. All in my PJ’s and on a lazy Sunday.
If you’re wondering what a summon from a mage feels like: imagine vomiting, well that would be close, imagine vomiting w... | |
[WP] Being dragged to another world sounded like fun. Until you found out it's because a mage failed their spirit summon spell so hard they got you. | "If I have to run another finite element analysis I'm going to jump off the fucking roof," I mumble to no one in particular. Not that it would matter if I yelled it in this cube farm, I don't think anyone would notice.
"Be an engineer," they said, "It'll be fun, you get to design cool stuff. " What do they know? Bei... | A minute ago I had been wondering about the movie I was going to watch on Netflix and then poof I was dragged through some sort of a portal to a different world. All in my PJ’s and on a lazy Sunday.
If you’re wondering what a summon from a mage feels like: imagine vomiting, well that would be close, imagine vomiting w... | |
[WP] Being dragged to another world sounded like fun. Until you found out it's because a mage failed their spirit summon spell so hard they got you. | "The I-5 North is backed up all the way through the the interchange, so watch out there. If you're heading east today there's a major slowdown on I-8 through..." The radio man droned on...
Traffic, somehow totally predictable and yet somehow still newsworthy. Damon was used to it I suppose, he can't remember a ti... | A minute ago I had been wondering about the movie I was going to watch on Netflix and then poof I was dragged through some sort of a portal to a different world. All in my PJ’s and on a lazy Sunday.
If you’re wondering what a summon from a mage feels like: imagine vomiting, well that would be close, imagine vomiting w... | |
[WP] Being dragged to another world sounded like fun. Until you found out it's because a mage failed their spirit summon spell so hard they got you. | "The I-5 North is backed up all the way through the the interchange, so watch out there. If you're heading east today there's a major slowdown on I-8 through..." The radio man droned on...
Traffic, somehow totally predictable and yet somehow still newsworthy. Damon was used to it I suppose, he can't remember a ti... | I was sitting at home enjoying a perfectly normal Thursday evening. I had changed into my usual t-shirt and flannel pants after removing the unforgiving business casual wear that made up my work uniform at the office. Fuzzy socks completed my perfect outfit for couch surfing, so much more comfortable than the high heel... | |
[WP] Being dragged to another world sounded like fun. Until you found out it's because a mage failed their spirit summon spell so hard they got you. | "The I-5 North is backed up all the way through the the interchange, so watch out there. If you're heading east today there's a major slowdown on I-8 through..." The radio man droned on...
Traffic, somehow totally predictable and yet somehow still newsworthy. Damon was used to it I suppose, he can't remember a ti... | "If I have to run another finite element analysis I'm going to jump off the fucking roof," I mumble to no one in particular. Not that it would matter if I yelled it in this cube farm, I don't think anyone would notice.
"Be an engineer," they said, "It'll be fun, you get to design cool stuff. " What do they know? Bei... | |
[WP] The chronoshield system on your starship deals with laser weapons by sending a signal back through time to bring the shields up before the laser is fired. A warning blares on the console. You are no longer in the primary timeline. | The rotating red-and-violet lights bathed the inner compartments of the ship. The warnings were so loud that I could feel my bones shaking. The ship was definitely trying to get my attention. I rushed to the cockpit and took a thorough look at the control panels. "Divergent Timeline:Chronoshield Activated" was what my ... | "Mr. Wright," A stern woman's voice sprang from the console.
"I see it, Captain. You might want to switch to another defense while I have a look." I paused. "You may want to try hailing the hostile vessel as well. There's a chance we might need them to get back."
"That's... not ideal." she said.
"No. But if it doesn... | |
[WP] Whenever royalty or someone important becomes paranoid about potential assassins, you get hired, your job is to "fail" an assassination to make them feel like they can relax again. | Once, just this once Harold wanted to kill his employer. He knew it wasn’t the job, knew he was there to fail, to help them sleep better at night but this one truly deserved to die.
Out of all the ruthless war lords, dictators, tyrants, he has had the pleasure of working for this one actually scared him. They were us... | "I don't understand," the ambassador repeated. I still wasn't as good at reading human expressions as Jax, but even I could tell he meant it. "You're saying the Xylians will be *expecting* an assassination attempt at the treaty negotiations?"
"You're new to this part of the galaxy," I told him, waggling my antennae ... | |
[WP] Whenever royalty or someone important becomes paranoid about potential assassins, you get hired, your job is to "fail" an assassination to make them feel like they can relax again. | As I walked toward the main hall, I wondered what royal family member was paranoid this time.
My job is to “fail” an assassination whenever someone in the royal family becomes paranoid that someone is about to kill them. It’s not the best job I could get, but the protection by the guards and payout are great. My usual... | "I don't understand," the ambassador repeated. I still wasn't as good at reading human expressions as Jax, but even I could tell he meant it. "You're saying the Xylians will be *expecting* an assassination attempt at the treaty negotiations?"
"You're new to this part of the galaxy," I told him, waggling my antennae ... | |
[WP] Whenever royalty or someone important becomes paranoid about potential assassins, you get hired, your job is to "fail" an assassination to make them feel like they can relax again. | Once, just this once Harold wanted to kill his employer. He knew it wasn’t the job, knew he was there to fail, to help them sleep better at night but this one truly deserved to die.
Out of all the ruthless war lords, dictators, tyrants, he has had the pleasure of working for this one actually scared him. They were us... | The profession of marksman always fascinated me. The physics, math, meteorology and chemistry combined into one exciting profession smelling of burnt gunpowder.
And it nearly ended only on fascination.
Health condition excluded me from the army, but not from getting a weapon license and becoming a rather decent long-... | |
[WP] Whenever royalty or someone important becomes paranoid about potential assassins, you get hired, your job is to "fail" an assassination to make them feel like they can relax again. | As I walked toward the main hall, I wondered what royal family member was paranoid this time.
My job is to “fail” an assassination whenever someone in the royal family becomes paranoid that someone is about to kill them. It’s not the best job I could get, but the protection by the guards and payout are great. My usual... | The profession of marksman always fascinated me. The physics, math, meteorology and chemistry combined into one exciting profession smelling of burnt gunpowder.
And it nearly ended only on fascination.
Health condition excluded me from the army, but not from getting a weapon license and becoming a rather decent long-... | |
[WP] Whenever royalty or someone important becomes paranoid about potential assassins, you get hired, your job is to "fail" an assassination to make them feel like they can relax again. | As I walked toward the main hall, I wondered what royal family member was paranoid this time.
My job is to “fail” an assassination whenever someone in the royal family becomes paranoid that someone is about to kill them. It’s not the best job I could get, but the protection by the guards and payout are great. My usual... | This is it. This is the night. Breathe in... breathe out. Can't screw this up.
I check my checklist one more time.
\-Come in through the stained-glass window in the back of the west wing, which will be "accidentally" left unlocked.
\-Walk to the right, three doors down, until I find the master chamber. There will ... | |
[WP] Whenever royalty or someone important becomes paranoid about potential assassins, you get hired, your job is to "fail" an assassination to make them feel like they can relax again. | As I walked toward the main hall, I wondered what royal family member was paranoid this time.
My job is to “fail” an assassination whenever someone in the royal family becomes paranoid that someone is about to kill them. It’s not the best job I could get, but the protection by the guards and payout are great. My usual... | "You ever been to one of these dos before lad?" Garret asked looking over to the younger man standing next to him leaning on a spear.
"No, but it can't be that hard right? It's just a fancy dinner." Avery responded scratching his cheek un-concernedly.
"No lad it's far worse than that. It is a fancy dinner full of ric... | |
[WP] Whenever royalty or someone important becomes paranoid about potential assassins, you get hired, your job is to "fail" an assassination to make them feel like they can relax again. | As I walked toward the main hall, I wondered what royal family member was paranoid this time.
My job is to “fail” an assassination whenever someone in the royal family becomes paranoid that someone is about to kill them. It’s not the best job I could get, but the protection by the guards and payout are great. My usual... | Once, just this once Harold wanted to kill his employer. He knew it wasn’t the job, knew he was there to fail, to help them sleep better at night but this one truly deserved to die.
Out of all the ruthless war lords, dictators, tyrants, he has had the pleasure of working for this one actually scared him. They were us... | |
[WP] Whenever royalty or someone important becomes paranoid about potential assassins, you get hired, your job is to "fail" an assassination to make them feel like they can relax again. | Smoothly sliding off your bird, you landed on top of the palace roof.
You were hired by the palace butler, a surprisingly caring man. The pay was good, and he provided you cookies every time you came by to plot your play.
You grinned. Anything for the king, after all.
Fastening a rope to a stone gargoyle's beak, you... | "Good day, your exilence" I was trembling a bit. Me and my friend were tasked with "assassinating" the king. My job, distract him. My friend had hidden a empty gun. The guards on duty were in on it. "Good morrow, my...commoner friends." The king said, disgusted. "Please excuse our small intrusion." My fri... | |
[WP] Whenever royalty or someone important becomes paranoid about potential assassins, you get hired, your job is to "fail" an assassination to make them feel like they can relax again. | You know how some claim that happy cattle taste better than unhappy cattle? Well, that's because they're lulled into a false sense of safety. A lack of concern, and then ***blam***, they've got a bullet through their head anyways.
That's basically me. I'm the false sense of safety, the cushy blanket wrapped around a t... | "Good day, your exilence" I was trembling a bit. Me and my friend were tasked with "assassinating" the king. My job, distract him. My friend had hidden a empty gun. The guards on duty were in on it. "Good morrow, my...commoner friends." The king said, disgusted. "Please excuse our small intrusion." My fri... | |
[WP] Whenever royalty or someone important becomes paranoid about potential assassins, you get hired, your job is to "fail" an assassination to make them feel like they can relax again. | The room was dark. The breeze gently wafted trough an open window. An oiled blade slid silently through the form on the bed. A match flared from the far side of the room.
"Jolly good thrust, there," the white-haired man with the match commented. He reached for a candle. "If that pillow were a person they'd be stone de... | "Good day, your exilence" I was trembling a bit. Me and my friend were tasked with "assassinating" the king. My job, distract him. My friend had hidden a empty gun. The guards on duty were in on it. "Good morrow, my...commoner friends." The king said, disgusted. "Please excuse our small intrusion." My fri... | |
[WP] Whenever royalty or someone important becomes paranoid about potential assassins, you get hired, your job is to "fail" an assassination to make them feel like they can relax again. | There are so many ways to botch an assassination.
Your gun can malfunction. You can lose a fistfight. And, if you’re unlucky enough, you might even trip on the edge of a carpet and defenestrate yourself.
Still feel bad for that guy.
It’s much harder to complete one successfully, isn’t it? With every plot, every plan... | "Good day, your exilence" I was trembling a bit. Me and my friend were tasked with "assassinating" the king. My job, distract him. My friend had hidden a empty gun. The guards on duty were in on it. "Good morrow, my...commoner friends." The king said, disgusted. "Please excuse our small intrusion." My fri... | |
[WP] Whenever royalty or someone important becomes paranoid about potential assassins, you get hired, your job is to "fail" an assassination to make them feel like they can relax again. | The room was dark. The breeze gently wafted trough an open window. An oiled blade slid silently through the form on the bed. A match flared from the far side of the room.
"Jolly good thrust, there," the white-haired man with the match commented. He reached for a candle. "If that pillow were a person they'd be stone de... | You know how some claim that happy cattle taste better than unhappy cattle? Well, that's because they're lulled into a false sense of safety. A lack of concern, and then ***blam***, they've got a bullet through their head anyways.
That's basically me. I'm the false sense of safety, the cushy blanket wrapped around a t... | |
[WP] Whenever royalty or someone important becomes paranoid about potential assassins, you get hired, your job is to "fail" an assassination to make them feel like they can relax again. | The walkie talkie was burning a hole through my pocket. It had been too long since the last check-in, and that meant we were running behind. We absolutely couldn't be running behind. I absentmindedly chewed my lip and paced for another minute before I finally lost it. I whipped out the walkie talkie and pretty much sh... | I was sipping a chilled coffee at an outdoor cafe when my watch chimed at 1:47 PM. The interface showed a message:
>1 New Task Waiting
The sun was hot and I was eager for work. I accepted with a swipe to the right. By 1:51 a black sedan pulled beside the cafe and sat idle. I knew it was for me - vehicles like thi... | |
[WP] Whenever royalty or someone important becomes paranoid about potential assassins, you get hired, your job is to "fail" an assassination to make them feel like they can relax again. | Marcu kicked in the door just as the guard slumped back in a rather convincing act of sudden unconsciousness. He would have to get his name for help in the future. The guy could improv.
"Prince Trove!" Marcu called out into the darkroom as he lifted his bat. "Is there a Prince Trove here?" He raked carefully with his ... | “You see Mr. Richards, had this been an actual assassination attempt, you would be dead right about now, so can I interest you in a life insurance policy? Our insurance is ranked third in the world and offers coverage that our competitors won’t. You think other companies will give you coverage for acts of assassin? Not... | |
[WP] Whenever royalty or someone important becomes paranoid about potential assassins, you get hired, your job is to "fail" an assassination to make them feel like they can relax again. | Ms. Melinda Caldwell was the kind of woman that I wanted to bring home to meet my parents, and not because she was richer than god or as pretty as a super model. She was that rich sure, but she looked like the mousy clerk at the grocery store or the bank teller I’d pass by on the way to the pretty one at the next windo... | “You see Mr. Richards, had this been an actual assassination attempt, you would be dead right about now, so can I interest you in a life insurance policy? Our insurance is ranked third in the world and offers coverage that our competitors won’t. You think other companies will give you coverage for acts of assassin? Not... | |
[WP] Whenever royalty or someone important becomes paranoid about potential assassins, you get hired, your job is to "fail" an assassination to make them feel like they can relax again. | The walkie talkie was burning a hole through my pocket. It had been too long since the last check-in, and that meant we were running behind. We absolutely couldn't be running behind. I absentmindedly chewed my lip and paced for another minute before I finally lost it. I whipped out the walkie talkie and pretty much sh... | “You see Mr. Richards, had this been an actual assassination attempt, you would be dead right about now, so can I interest you in a life insurance policy? Our insurance is ranked third in the world and offers coverage that our competitors won’t. You think other companies will give you coverage for acts of assassin? Not... | |
[WP] Whenever royalty or someone important becomes paranoid about potential assassins, you get hired, your job is to "fail" an assassination to make them feel like they can relax again. | The walkie talkie was burning a hole through my pocket. It had been too long since the last check-in, and that meant we were running behind. We absolutely couldn't be running behind. I absentmindedly chewed my lip and paced for another minute before I finally lost it. I whipped out the walkie talkie and pretty much sh... | Marcu kicked in the door just as the guard slumped back in a rather convincing act of sudden unconsciousness. He would have to get his name for help in the future. The guy could improv.
"Prince Trove!" Marcu called out into the darkroom as he lifted his bat. "Is there a Prince Trove here?" He raked carefully with his ... | |
[WP] Whenever royalty or someone important becomes paranoid about potential assassins, you get hired, your job is to "fail" an assassination to make them feel like they can relax again. | The walkie talkie was burning a hole through my pocket. It had been too long since the last check-in, and that meant we were running behind. We absolutely couldn't be running behind. I absentmindedly chewed my lip and paced for another minute before I finally lost it. I whipped out the walkie talkie and pretty much sh... | Ms. Melinda Caldwell was the kind of woman that I wanted to bring home to meet my parents, and not because she was richer than god or as pretty as a super model. She was that rich sure, but she looked like the mousy clerk at the grocery store or the bank teller I’d pass by on the way to the pretty one at the next windo... | |
[WP] You are on the run from a dragon. Not because it wants to kill you, quite the opposite in fact. This dragon hoards powerful adventurers and unfortunately your skills caught its eye. Now it will stop at nothing until you are a part of its guild. | Sabrina's head popped off the pillow. She herd footsteps outside her bedroom, and knew the adventurers had her trail. Sent by the dragon, no doubt. She slung her pack around her shoulder, kicked open the window, and barely glanced before jumping out from the second level.
She hit the ground hard and tucked into a rol... | As a swarm of daggers pin themselves to the floor in front of me, I seriously started thinking if it was time to change careers.
Now don't get me wrong, being an adventurer is fulfilling in many ways. The sense of purpose and direction, the abundance of hidden treasure, the adoration of the masses while you singlehan... | |
[WP] You are on the run from a dragon. Not because it wants to kill you, quite the opposite in fact. This dragon hoards powerful adventurers and unfortunately your skills caught its eye. Now it will stop at nothing until you are a part of its guild. | Hey Sorcer-Sis!
Hope you charged your crystals well last full moon.
I haven’t heard from you in fortnights, so I wanted to invite you to my exclusive guild-girl party this weekend. Witches, succubi, and nymphs have all said that the guild has shaped them into the ultra-powerful beings they are today, not to mention V... | Why did I go? Why didn't I just keep that urge stifled for just 5 more minutes? I had gotten away from it all. I gave up on adventures, I moved on to being part of a civilized society. It was all going great! I had a mundane job, a cozy apartment, and even made my first payment on my new car. I had it all.
So why? Why... | |
[WP] You are on the run from a dragon. Not because it wants to kill you, quite the opposite in fact. This dragon hoards powerful adventurers and unfortunately your skills caught its eye. Now it will stop at nothing until you are a part of its guild. | Let me tell you, most people don't know the first thing about dragons. Everyone thinks they're all treasure, treasure, treasure and the ocassional firebreathing. Sure, splash in a little magic and some lamb barbecue and most would say that that's that. Not that they're wrong. This honestly is *pretty much* it. But what... | Why did I go? Why didn't I just keep that urge stifled for just 5 more minutes? I had gotten away from it all. I gave up on adventures, I moved on to being part of a civilized society. It was all going great! I had a mundane job, a cozy apartment, and even made my first payment on my new car. I had it all.
So why? Why... | |
[WP] "I think-- I think I died 12 years ago," the voice on the other end of the line says. It has an echoing, tinny quality, and bursts of static make it difficult to hear. "Can you help me figure out why?" | "Aaron Vahn, Psychic Investigator, how may I help you?"
I waited for the usual 'You're the psychic, you tell me!', likely followed up with immature giggles, but got a pleasant surprise. Well, a surprise, at least. Pleasant was still to be seen. "Mr. Vahn? My name *sskk* -ackson. I need you to investiga- *sskk* -r... | A prank? At this time of the night?
Chris couldn’t help but be curious. He had received a call at 3 in the morning by an unknown number. He would have usually chosen to ignore it, but something told him to pick it up. And he wasn’t disappointed.
It must be Jason’s idea, he’s the one who comes up with such things. *... | |
[WP] Squad 17 as reported successful planetfall and has been carrying out their assigned objectives. there is just one issue with this however. Squad 17's drop pod was completely disintegrated by a planetary defense laser 20 miles above the surface of the planet. | You see, every soldier has their own "I can't believe I did that" story's. For me, the one that stands out the most remains our first real mission.
For a little context here, I was a member of UXA squad 17. Yup, that's me, er us I should say since I'm not the only one who's in this story.
As you kno... | The Invasion of Talak was in full swing.
The Imperial Fleet, consisting of human carriers and elok bombers, was sitting in orbit, at the center of the fleet the huge capital ship.
Soon, the Imperium of Alliances would take over the groknak's homeworld.
In the flagship's cockpit, the human Admiral Jenkins and the e... | |
[WP] Squad 17 as reported successful planetfall and has been carrying out their assigned objectives. there is just one issue with this however. Squad 17's drop pod was completely disintegrated by a planetary defense laser 20 miles above the surface of the planet. | The mission was easy enough. Just another raid. But it was on a different target. This time we were going after a refinery on the east coast of Vemlek. Cortexia itself was a rocky wasteland of factories and forges. This refinery turned the chemical soup they extracted out of the Vemleki sea bed into Hessek-6, a compoun... | 4 people to a squad, 21 squads, 21 pods, 1 planet, 2 landing zones, 1 target. Perfectly by the book attack, land in mass, fight way to stationary target, destroy said target, get survivors out of there. Assuming we lose two or three pods in the air and another few squadrons to ground troops we should expect to destroy... | |
[WP] Squad 17 as reported successful planetfall and has been carrying out their assigned objectives. there is just one issue with this however. Squad 17's drop pod was completely disintegrated by a planetary defense laser 20 miles above the surface of the planet. | You see, every soldier has their own "I can't believe I did that" story's. For me, the one that stands out the most remains our first real mission.
For a little context here, I was a member of UXA squad 17. Yup, that's me, er us I should say since I'm not the only one who's in this story.
As you kno... | 4 people to a squad, 21 squads, 21 pods, 1 planet, 2 landing zones, 1 target. Perfectly by the book attack, land in mass, fight way to stationary target, destroy said target, get survivors out of there. Assuming we lose two or three pods in the air and another few squadrons to ground troops we should expect to destroy... | |
[WP] Squad 17 as reported successful planetfall and has been carrying out their assigned objectives. there is just one issue with this however. Squad 17's drop pod was completely disintegrated by a planetary defense laser 20 miles above the surface of the planet. | Commander Abrams stares at the data for what must be the tenth time in the last hour since Squad 17, impossibly, reported in.
The perplexed Commander rubs his aching eyes and tries to suppress the frustration and confusion threatening to engulf his mind.
Just as he is about to begin watching the video of the dropship... | 4 people to a squad, 21 squads, 21 pods, 1 planet, 2 landing zones, 1 target. Perfectly by the book attack, land in mass, fight way to stationary target, destroy said target, get survivors out of there. Assuming we lose two or three pods in the air and another few squadrons to ground troops we should expect to destroy... | |
[WP] Squad 17 as reported successful planetfall and has been carrying out their assigned objectives. there is just one issue with this however. Squad 17's drop pod was completely disintegrated by a planetary defense laser 20 miles above the surface of the planet. | "Squad 17 to Command, do you read?", Harvey said into the microphone.
We sat in a cramped, circular 'room' waiting for touchdown. There were four of us and below there were countless amounts of rations and supplies. Pilo, or Exoplanet 3AB was a planet rich in natural resources, minerals and water. It had a breathabl... | 4 people to a squad, 21 squads, 21 pods, 1 planet, 2 landing zones, 1 target. Perfectly by the book attack, land in mass, fight way to stationary target, destroy said target, get survivors out of there. Assuming we lose two or three pods in the air and another few squadrons to ground troops we should expect to destroy... | |
[WP] Squad 17 as reported successful planetfall and has been carrying out their assigned objectives. there is just one issue with this however. Squad 17's drop pod was completely disintegrated by a planetary defense laser 20 miles above the surface of the planet. | Commander Abrams stares at the data for what must be the tenth time in the last hour since Squad 17, impossibly, reported in.
The perplexed Commander rubs his aching eyes and tries to suppress the frustration and confusion threatening to engulf his mind.
Just as he is about to begin watching the video of the dropship... | "Sir," Group Captain Randall reported. " we are almost finished with our mission."
"Good job," said the voice from the fleet, 2000 miles above them. " we also need you to do us an extra job while we send you a replacement ship."
"One more mission, sir?" asked Randall, confused.
"We need you to assasinate the Emperor... | |
[WP] Squad 17 as reported successful planetfall and has been carrying out their assigned objectives. there is just one issue with this however. Squad 17's drop pod was completely disintegrated by a planetary defense laser 20 miles above the surface of the planet. | "Squad 17 to Command, do you read?", Harvey said into the microphone.
We sat in a cramped, circular 'room' waiting for touchdown. There were four of us and below there were countless amounts of rations and supplies. Pilo, or Exoplanet 3AB was a planet rich in natural resources, minerals and water. It had a breathabl... | "Sir," Group Captain Randall reported. " we are almost finished with our mission."
"Good job," said the voice from the fleet, 2000 miles above them. " we also need you to do us an extra job while we send you a replacement ship."
"One more mission, sir?" asked Randall, confused.
"We need you to assasinate the Emperor... | |
[WP] Squad 17 as reported successful planetfall and has been carrying out their assigned objectives. there is just one issue with this however. Squad 17's drop pod was completely disintegrated by a planetary defense laser 20 miles above the surface of the planet. | We were finally advanced enough for space travel. Advanced enough to leave our galaxy and explore a new one, at least. We'd been studying for years and noticed a promising planet that might be able to be our new home. Our home planet at this point is riddled with war, pollution, and other toxicity that makes it... less... | "Sir," Group Captain Randall reported. " we are almost finished with our mission."
"Good job," said the voice from the fleet, 2000 miles above them. " we also need you to do us an extra job while we send you a replacement ship."
"One more mission, sir?" asked Randall, confused.
"We need you to assasinate the Emperor... | |
[WP] Squad 17 as reported successful planetfall and has been carrying out their assigned objectives. there is just one issue with this however. Squad 17's drop pod was completely disintegrated by a planetary defense laser 20 miles above the surface of the planet. | "Squad 17 to Command, do you read?", Harvey said into the microphone.
We sat in a cramped, circular 'room' waiting for touchdown. There were four of us and below there were countless amounts of rations and supplies. Pilo, or Exoplanet 3AB was a planet rich in natural resources, minerals and water. It had a breathabl... | Everybody who served in the space forces have some crazy story of theirs, my one is a bit... different though.
It played out during the last year of the war, the aliens were close to surrender and there was only one stronghold of theirs left to break, their homeplanet.
Needless to say, they defended it with everythin... | |
[WP] Squad 17 as reported successful planetfall and has been carrying out their assigned objectives. there is just one issue with this however. Squad 17's drop pod was completely disintegrated by a planetary defense laser 20 miles above the surface of the planet. | We were finally advanced enough for space travel. Advanced enough to leave our galaxy and explore a new one, at least. We'd been studying for years and noticed a promising planet that might be able to be our new home. Our home planet at this point is riddled with war, pollution, and other toxicity that makes it... less... | Everybody who served in the space forces have some crazy story of theirs, my one is a bit... different though.
It played out during the last year of the war, the aliens were close to surrender and there was only one stronghold of theirs left to break, their homeplanet.
Needless to say, they defended it with everythin... | |
[WP] An eldrich horror has arisen. Anyone who looks at it is struck with insanity because the human mind can not comprehend the secrets of the infinite darkness. However, the 16 year old teenager is not impressed. | So...
I'm James, 16. Living in Boston.
Very, very bored of life. Likes anime music.
3 suicide attempts within the last six months.
So, Mom got concerned and sent me from Georgia to here, so that I could stay with her psychologist sister, Aunt Mary. It has been a week since.
And here I am, wandering about in Centra... | In the chaos of people going crazy around him. Ben, a 16 years old teen, just looks at the horror with the apathic glare of an emo teen. "Seriously that's the best you got. It's not even as dark as my soul." The lopsided navy blue hair Ben sarcasm dripping from his voice. The horror stopped it's rampage in confusion. T... |
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