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[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | Once there was an old woman who lived in a house deep in the jungle. For fifty years, she would begin her day by shooing away all the bugs and beetles and flies and moths and spiders and all other creepy crawlies that had made their bed in her home; she would climb her little stool and stretch her arms to dust away the... | [Poem]
Pests..
It’s a definition not suitable for most.
In fact? It’s hardly accurate.
One sees one as one and another as another.
But if each are pests and the other another,
Then who is the real pest? | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | She stared at me, she seemed proud of herself. Her fangs dripping with blood and the mangled corpse of the mailman. I couldn't move. My feet were frozen to the ground.
*What had I done*? What had I allowed? She wasn't a pet, I had created a monster, and now I would bear the full consequence of unleashing this evil in... | [Poem]
Pests..
It’s a definition not suitable for most.
In fact? It’s hardly accurate.
One sees one as one and another as another.
But if each are pests and the other another,
Then who is the real pest? | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | The smell of morning coffee. Nothing quite like it on a quite Sunday morning. I poured myself a steaming mug and went to go sit at my kitchen table to scroll through the morning news on my phone.
"Hello," said a gravely voice. I looked up and saw a monstrous hairy spider spanning the entire width of the coffee table,... | [Poem]
Pests..
It’s a definition not suitable for most.
In fact? It’s hardly accurate.
One sees one as one and another as another.
But if each are pests and the other another,
Then who is the real pest? | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | I hated to do it, I really did. But there was just no other way to transport a 22lb spider cross country. I made the box as comfy as possible, and Bob (so named for his habit of bobbing up and down when he was excited) didn’t seem to mind.
Bob went out when we stopped at rest areas for the night. He would return befo... | [Poem]
Pests..
It’s a definition not suitable for most.
In fact? It’s hardly accurate.
One sees one as one and another as another.
But if each are pests and the other another,
Then who is the real pest? | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | Like every August around here, the dragonflies were darting, frogs were heard in chorus, and the ticks were a plenty. This always meant plenty of meals. Well, haha, not for me obviously. I liked my garden, where I grew asparagus, tomatoes and pumpkins. Plenty of other things too, mind you. I had a green thumb of s... | [Poem]
Pests..
It’s a definition not suitable for most.
In fact? It’s hardly accurate.
One sees one as one and another as another.
But if each are pests and the other another,
Then who is the real pest? | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | I kick the door shut as I stumble inside, barely able to hold myself upright.
I make my way into the living room, and set down the crate with a sigh, letting the bag of food slip off my shoulder and onto the floor.
"We're home!"
There's a chittering noise as my housemate makes its way down the stairs, via the wall.
... | [Poem]
Pests..
It’s a definition not suitable for most.
In fact? It’s hardly accurate.
One sees one as one and another as another.
But if each are pests and the other another,
Then who is the real pest? | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | It began with flies. The small annoying flies that flew in through my open window. They weren't alone, alongside the flies came a small black spider. The type of spider with intelligence behind its eyes.
I made eye contact with the spider. It stood still, waiting for my judgement. Its life completely in my grasp.
... | [Poem]
Pests..
It’s a definition not suitable for most.
In fact? It’s hardly accurate.
One sees one as one and another as another.
But if each are pests and the other another,
Then who is the real pest? | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | In the Texas summer, bugs tended to be a huge annoyance. For me, mosquitos, flies, and all kinds of pests were constantly a problem. They would find their way into the house, buzzing around the room, leaving itchy, annoying bites.
There was a spiderweb in the upper corner of the living room. The ceiling was too hig... | [Poem]
Pests..
It’s a definition not suitable for most.
In fact? It’s hardly accurate.
One sees one as one and another as another.
But if each are pests and the other another,
Then who is the real pest? | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | Did you know you can talk with spiders? They're pretty quiet, but if you know some German, and a little smidgen of Mandarin Chinese, you can usually make out some words.
My spider is talkative for one of his kind. He can really hold a conversation, as long as it's about eating or webs. Right now though, he certainly ... | [Poem]
Pests..
It’s a definition not suitable for most.
In fact? It’s hardly accurate.
One sees one as one and another as another.
But if each are pests and the other another,
Then who is the real pest? | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | Once there was an old woman who lived in a house deep in the jungle. For fifty years, she would begin her day by shooing away all the bugs and beetles and flies and moths and spiders and all other creepy crawlies that had made their bed in her home; she would climb her little stool and stretch her arms to dust away the... | A knock at the door.
"Pizza's here!", I yell. Sounds of scurrying footsteps stampede above me.
I open the door to let the meal in. "Come on in out of the rain while I grab your money."
The pizza delivery specialist enters.
In the blink of an eye, a spider drops from above sinking its fangs into its victim and pu... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | She stared at me, she seemed proud of herself. Her fangs dripping with blood and the mangled corpse of the mailman. I couldn't move. My feet were frozen to the ground.
*What had I done*? What had I allowed? She wasn't a pet, I had created a monster, and now I would bear the full consequence of unleashing this evil in... | A knock at the door.
"Pizza's here!", I yell. Sounds of scurrying footsteps stampede above me.
I open the door to let the meal in. "Come on in out of the rain while I grab your money."
The pizza delivery specialist enters.
In the blink of an eye, a spider drops from above sinking its fangs into its victim and pu... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | The smell of morning coffee. Nothing quite like it on a quite Sunday morning. I poured myself a steaming mug and went to go sit at my kitchen table to scroll through the morning news on my phone.
"Hello," said a gravely voice. I looked up and saw a monstrous hairy spider spanning the entire width of the coffee table,... | A knock at the door.
"Pizza's here!", I yell. Sounds of scurrying footsteps stampede above me.
I open the door to let the meal in. "Come on in out of the rain while I grab your money."
The pizza delivery specialist enters.
In the blink of an eye, a spider drops from above sinking its fangs into its victim and pu... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | I hated to do it, I really did. But there was just no other way to transport a 22lb spider cross country. I made the box as comfy as possible, and Bob (so named for his habit of bobbing up and down when he was excited) didn’t seem to mind.
Bob went out when we stopped at rest areas for the night. He would return befo... | A knock at the door.
"Pizza's here!", I yell. Sounds of scurrying footsteps stampede above me.
I open the door to let the meal in. "Come on in out of the rain while I grab your money."
The pizza delivery specialist enters.
In the blink of an eye, a spider drops from above sinking its fangs into its victim and pu... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | Like every August around here, the dragonflies were darting, frogs were heard in chorus, and the ticks were a plenty. This always meant plenty of meals. Well, haha, not for me obviously. I liked my garden, where I grew asparagus, tomatoes and pumpkins. Plenty of other things too, mind you. I had a green thumb of s... | A knock at the door.
"Pizza's here!", I yell. Sounds of scurrying footsteps stampede above me.
I open the door to let the meal in. "Come on in out of the rain while I grab your money."
The pizza delivery specialist enters.
In the blink of an eye, a spider drops from above sinking its fangs into its victim and pu... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | I kick the door shut as I stumble inside, barely able to hold myself upright.
I make my way into the living room, and set down the crate with a sigh, letting the bag of food slip off my shoulder and onto the floor.
"We're home!"
There's a chittering noise as my housemate makes its way down the stairs, via the wall.
... | A knock at the door.
"Pizza's here!", I yell. Sounds of scurrying footsteps stampede above me.
I open the door to let the meal in. "Come on in out of the rain while I grab your money."
The pizza delivery specialist enters.
In the blink of an eye, a spider drops from above sinking its fangs into its victim and pu... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | It began with flies. The small annoying flies that flew in through my open window. They weren't alone, alongside the flies came a small black spider. The type of spider with intelligence behind its eyes.
I made eye contact with the spider. It stood still, waiting for my judgement. Its life completely in my grasp.
... | A knock at the door.
"Pizza's here!", I yell. Sounds of scurrying footsteps stampede above me.
I open the door to let the meal in. "Come on in out of the rain while I grab your money."
The pizza delivery specialist enters.
In the blink of an eye, a spider drops from above sinking its fangs into its victim and pu... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | In the Texas summer, bugs tended to be a huge annoyance. For me, mosquitos, flies, and all kinds of pests were constantly a problem. They would find their way into the house, buzzing around the room, leaving itchy, annoying bites.
There was a spiderweb in the upper corner of the living room. The ceiling was too hig... | A knock at the door.
"Pizza's here!", I yell. Sounds of scurrying footsteps stampede above me.
I open the door to let the meal in. "Come on in out of the rain while I grab your money."
The pizza delivery specialist enters.
In the blink of an eye, a spider drops from above sinking its fangs into its victim and pu... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | Did you know you can talk with spiders? They're pretty quiet, but if you know some German, and a little smidgen of Mandarin Chinese, you can usually make out some words.
My spider is talkative for one of his kind. He can really hold a conversation, as long as it's about eating or webs. Right now though, he certainly ... | A knock at the door.
"Pizza's here!", I yell. Sounds of scurrying footsteps stampede above me.
I open the door to let the meal in. "Come on in out of the rain while I grab your money."
The pizza delivery specialist enters.
In the blink of an eye, a spider drops from above sinking its fangs into its victim and pu... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | Once there was an old woman who lived in a house deep in the jungle. For fifty years, she would begin her day by shooing away all the bugs and beetles and flies and moths and spiders and all other creepy crawlies that had made their bed in her home; she would climb her little stool and stretch her arms to dust away the... | So, i tend to be a lonely man, my days of war haunt me something fierce.
I managed to be allowed to live in a cabin for free thanks to a old friend.
Only problem was the room mate, he showed every week but still stank like a wet dog and he would occasionally steal the good stuff i brought back from town. Like he wo... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | The smell of morning coffee. Nothing quite like it on a quite Sunday morning. I poured myself a steaming mug and went to go sit at my kitchen table to scroll through the morning news on my phone.
"Hello," said a gravely voice. I looked up and saw a monstrous hairy spider spanning the entire width of the coffee table,... | So, i tend to be a lonely man, my days of war haunt me something fierce.
I managed to be allowed to live in a cabin for free thanks to a old friend.
Only problem was the room mate, he showed every week but still stank like a wet dog and he would occasionally steal the good stuff i brought back from town. Like he wo... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | I hated to do it, I really did. But there was just no other way to transport a 22lb spider cross country. I made the box as comfy as possible, and Bob (so named for his habit of bobbing up and down when he was excited) didn’t seem to mind.
Bob went out when we stopped at rest areas for the night. He would return befo... | So, i tend to be a lonely man, my days of war haunt me something fierce.
I managed to be allowed to live in a cabin for free thanks to a old friend.
Only problem was the room mate, he showed every week but still stank like a wet dog and he would occasionally steal the good stuff i brought back from town. Like he wo... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | I kick the door shut as I stumble inside, barely able to hold myself upright.
I make my way into the living room, and set down the crate with a sigh, letting the bag of food slip off my shoulder and onto the floor.
"We're home!"
There's a chittering noise as my housemate makes its way down the stairs, via the wall.
... | So, i tend to be a lonely man, my days of war haunt me something fierce.
I managed to be allowed to live in a cabin for free thanks to a old friend.
Only problem was the room mate, he showed every week but still stank like a wet dog and he would occasionally steal the good stuff i brought back from town. Like he wo... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | The smell of morning coffee. Nothing quite like it on a quite Sunday morning. I poured myself a steaming mug and went to go sit at my kitchen table to scroll through the morning news on my phone.
"Hello," said a gravely voice. I looked up and saw a monstrous hairy spider spanning the entire width of the coffee table,... | She stared at me, she seemed proud of herself. Her fangs dripping with blood and the mangled corpse of the mailman. I couldn't move. My feet were frozen to the ground.
*What had I done*? What had I allowed? She wasn't a pet, I had created a monster, and now I would bear the full consequence of unleashing this evil in... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | I hated to do it, I really did. But there was just no other way to transport a 22lb spider cross country. I made the box as comfy as possible, and Bob (so named for his habit of bobbing up and down when he was excited) didn’t seem to mind.
Bob went out when we stopped at rest areas for the night. He would return befo... | She stared at me, she seemed proud of herself. Her fangs dripping with blood and the mangled corpse of the mailman. I couldn't move. My feet were frozen to the ground.
*What had I done*? What had I allowed? She wasn't a pet, I had created a monster, and now I would bear the full consequence of unleashing this evil in... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | I kick the door shut as I stumble inside, barely able to hold myself upright.
I make my way into the living room, and set down the crate with a sigh, letting the bag of food slip off my shoulder and onto the floor.
"We're home!"
There's a chittering noise as my housemate makes its way down the stairs, via the wall.
... | She stared at me, she seemed proud of herself. Her fangs dripping with blood and the mangled corpse of the mailman. I couldn't move. My feet were frozen to the ground.
*What had I done*? What had I allowed? She wasn't a pet, I had created a monster, and now I would bear the full consequence of unleashing this evil in... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | It began with flies. The small annoying flies that flew in through my open window. They weren't alone, alongside the flies came a small black spider. The type of spider with intelligence behind its eyes.
I made eye contact with the spider. It stood still, waiting for my judgement. Its life completely in my grasp.
... | Like every August around here, the dragonflies were darting, frogs were heard in chorus, and the ticks were a plenty. This always meant plenty of meals. Well, haha, not for me obviously. I liked my garden, where I grew asparagus, tomatoes and pumpkins. Plenty of other things too, mind you. I had a green thumb of s... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | In the Texas summer, bugs tended to be a huge annoyance. For me, mosquitos, flies, and all kinds of pests were constantly a problem. They would find their way into the house, buzzing around the room, leaving itchy, annoying bites.
There was a spiderweb in the upper corner of the living room. The ceiling was too hig... | Like every August around here, the dragonflies were darting, frogs were heard in chorus, and the ticks were a plenty. This always meant plenty of meals. Well, haha, not for me obviously. I liked my garden, where I grew asparagus, tomatoes and pumpkins. Plenty of other things too, mind you. I had a green thumb of s... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | Did you know you can talk with spiders? They're pretty quiet, but if you know some German, and a little smidgen of Mandarin Chinese, you can usually make out some words.
My spider is talkative for one of his kind. He can really hold a conversation, as long as it's about eating or webs. Right now though, he certainly ... | Like every August around here, the dragonflies were darting, frogs were heard in chorus, and the ticks were a plenty. This always meant plenty of meals. Well, haha, not for me obviously. I liked my garden, where I grew asparagus, tomatoes and pumpkins. Plenty of other things too, mind you. I had a green thumb of s... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | Did you know you can talk with spiders? They're pretty quiet, but if you know some German, and a little smidgen of Mandarin Chinese, you can usually make out some words.
My spider is talkative for one of his kind. He can really hold a conversation, as long as it's about eating or webs. Right now though, he certainly ... | In the Texas summer, bugs tended to be a huge annoyance. For me, mosquitos, flies, and all kinds of pests were constantly a problem. They would find their way into the house, buzzing around the room, leaving itchy, annoying bites.
There was a spiderweb in the upper corner of the living room. The ceiling was too hig... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | Did you know you can talk with spiders? They're pretty quiet, but if you know some German, and a little smidgen of Mandarin Chinese, you can usually make out some words.
My spider is talkative for one of his kind. He can really hold a conversation, as long as it's about eating or webs. Right now though, he certainly ... | I sat down, the couch giving as I entrusted my full weight to its care. It had been nice and quiet for many days now, a fact I could gratefully attribute to my new roommate.Well... they weren't new, but they were odd enough that it still felt very recent I had struck up the arrangement.
A couple of years ago, I had be... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | It all started with the cicadas. The darn things were everywhere. It was like that was a trigger for the other insects.
No matter how clean my kitchen was, I’d find ants on the counter, looking for scraps or crumbs.
Tsetse flies and gnats seemed to spawn from nothing.
Mosquitoes would take advantage of any door or w... | At first, it was manageable. He was the size of a pea, and I had thousands of opportunities to kill him. The weeks flew by. I had noticed he was growing, but I did not care much at the time because I had just gotten fired and I figured he was just getting fatter.
Then I had my "encounter" with him.
My girlfriend was ... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | Jeremy swung open the door to his basement, holding a dim flashlight in trembling hands. He took a single step into over the threshold and swung the beam of light around the room, illuminating empty cardboard boxes covered in dust and thick cobwebs. Though he always told people it was where he stored old useless things... | At first, it was manageable. He was the size of a pea, and I had thousands of opportunities to kill him. The weeks flew by. I had noticed he was growing, but I did not care much at the time because I had just gotten fired and I figured he was just getting fatter.
Then I had my "encounter" with him.
My girlfriend was ... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | I hid in the basement when I heard 'them' break open the door. Shambling, groaning, screaming things that probably used to be my neighbours - or maybe their neighbours. Doesn't matter. 'They' were inside.
I'm not sure how it started - some patient zero is some city that I didn't really care to remember. For whatever r... | At first, it was manageable. He was the size of a pea, and I had thousands of opportunities to kill him. The weeks flew by. I had noticed he was growing, but I did not care much at the time because I had just gotten fired and I figured he was just getting fatter.
Then I had my "encounter" with him.
My girlfriend was ... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | Jeremy swung open the door to his basement, holding a dim flashlight in trembling hands. He took a single step into over the threshold and swung the beam of light around the room, illuminating empty cardboard boxes covered in dust and thick cobwebs. Though he always told people it was where he stored old useless things... | It all started with the cicadas. The darn things were everywhere. It was like that was a trigger for the other insects.
No matter how clean my kitchen was, I’d find ants on the counter, looking for scraps or crumbs.
Tsetse flies and gnats seemed to spawn from nothing.
Mosquitoes would take advantage of any door or w... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | I hid in the basement when I heard 'them' break open the door. Shambling, groaning, screaming things that probably used to be my neighbours - or maybe their neighbours. Doesn't matter. 'They' were inside.
I'm not sure how it started - some patient zero is some city that I didn't really care to remember. For whatever r... | It all started with the cicadas. The darn things were everywhere. It was like that was a trigger for the other insects.
No matter how clean my kitchen was, I’d find ants on the counter, looking for scraps or crumbs.
Tsetse flies and gnats seemed to spawn from nothing.
Mosquitoes would take advantage of any door or w... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | Jeremy swung open the door to his basement, holding a dim flashlight in trembling hands. He took a single step into over the threshold and swung the beam of light around the room, illuminating empty cardboard boxes covered in dust and thick cobwebs. Though he always told people it was where he stored old useless things... | I have never squished a spider, and a spider has never squished me. You'd think the last part of the sentence is redundant but sat in front of a spider so large it has it's own room, I'm beginning to think that's the half of the sentence that will break first.
"Look, Maya isn't a 'pest' as such, she's just annoying. I... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | I hid in the basement when I heard 'them' break open the door. Shambling, groaning, screaming things that probably used to be my neighbours - or maybe their neighbours. Doesn't matter. 'They' were inside.
I'm not sure how it started - some patient zero is some city that I didn't really care to remember. For whatever r... | I have never squished a spider, and a spider has never squished me. You'd think the last part of the sentence is redundant but sat in front of a spider so large it has it's own room, I'm beginning to think that's the half of the sentence that will break first.
"Look, Maya isn't a 'pest' as such, she's just annoying. I... | |
[WP] 2 years ago, tired of all the bugs in your house, you made a deal with a spider. He would protect your house from pests, and you would not kill it or drive it off. When you made the deal, you could have held the spider in your hand, now, it is much bigger, and its definition of 'pests' is also. | I hid in the basement when I heard 'them' break open the door. Shambling, groaning, screaming things that probably used to be my neighbours - or maybe their neighbours. Doesn't matter. 'They' were inside.
I'm not sure how it started - some patient zero is some city that I didn't really care to remember. For whatever r... | Jeremy swung open the door to his basement, holding a dim flashlight in trembling hands. He took a single step into over the threshold and swung the beam of light around the room, illuminating empty cardboard boxes covered in dust and thick cobwebs. Though he always told people it was where he stored old useless things... | |
[WP] There was once a drug so powerful, after one dose any future children a person had were born addicts as well. You were born craving something you never had that is no longer even made. One day, you smell it on the wind. | I feel the urge once more, every time I walk thru the grey streets of this city I can feel it, the itch for something I have never known. They say it is a drug and as all drugs it is bad for you, some of us are born craving it, they say it is because of our parents. My parents were always upstanding citizens but I gues... | I waken slowly, its been a long day and I've drifted into a dreamy state, stretched out on the lounge slightly sunburnt and over heated.
The warm late summer breeze is wafting through the windows behind me, lifting the gauze curtains, bringing the sounds of my neighbours back yard conversations, low music and the sque... | |
[WP] "I was a good person in my Life, so why am I being punished?!" You ask the Demoness in the fancy suit "You are not being punished my lord" she replies "You ARE the punishment!" | Erin was prepared for Hell. She sincerely hoped for a cessation of existence, but she was not an absolute, materialistic atheist. She never fully excluded the probability that the afterlife might exist. And she had no illusions that she could ever qualify for Heaven.
You see, it's not just about being a good person in... | ...Beep... Beep... Beeeeeeeep.
And with your final, raspy breath, the world around you finally faded to black.
--
"-ord...? Excuse me, my Lor-"
A groan. You could feel something warm surrounding your body.
"-ir, I assure you it is safe to wake up now; your transition is over and now you must take your place."
"Wa... | |
[WP] You're a superhero with the ability to control sand. Unfortunately, you've recently been called to battle in an area without easy access to said material. That's when you remember what one of the main ingredients in glass and concrete are. | "I had it all mapped out from the start - one of my finest plans to date" Worm laughed from the pit of his stomach. "Poor Sandy Cheeks, you're useless up here, not a grain at your disposal. You're fucked." He laughed again, spreading his arms and slowly rotating to take in what he thought was a full-proof plan.
I look... | Shana cursed her own stupidity.
She stood at the bottom of the sky scraper, looking up. Over a thousand feet of glass looked back down, and right at the top, the dangling figure of the madman’s newest victim.
“Please!” he bellowed, and his voice echoed off the towering buildings of the city. Shana turned, desperatel... | |
[WP] You're a superhero with the ability to control sand. Unfortunately, you've recently been called to battle in an area without easy access to said material. That's when you remember what one of the main ingredients in glass and concrete are. | I knew at once why I'd never seen it before: The sand was so deep down, so much further in then anything I had ever tried. It was like looking into a cave of complete darkness and sensing rather than seeing that far, far inside, there was light.
I looked around, fighting to control my focus, push away panic. We were l... | Shana cursed her own stupidity.
She stood at the bottom of the sky scraper, looking up. Over a thousand feet of glass looked back down, and right at the top, the dangling figure of the madman’s newest victim.
“Please!” he bellowed, and his voice echoed off the towering buildings of the city. Shana turned, desperatel... | |
[WP] You're a superhero with the ability to control sand. Unfortunately, you've recently been called to battle in an area without easy access to said material. That's when you remember what one of the main ingredients in glass and concrete are. | I knew at once why I'd never seen it before: The sand was so deep down, so much further in then anything I had ever tried. It was like looking into a cave of complete darkness and sensing rather than seeing that far, far inside, there was light.
I looked around, fighting to control my focus, push away panic. We were l... | "I had it all mapped out from the start - one of my finest plans to date" Worm laughed from the pit of his stomach. "Poor Sandy Cheeks, you're useless up here, not a grain at your disposal. You're fucked." He laughed again, spreading his arms and slowly rotating to take in what he thought was a full-proof plan.
I look... | |
[WP] A female assassin kills her marks by seducing their wives and convincing them to murder their husbands. | It's been three months since I started manipulating Melli.
And today might be the last day if I can finally get her to kill her husband.
"I've heard rumours about him," I whisper, hoping she'll take the bait.
Her stirring comes to an abrupt halt and she turns to face me. "W-what kind of rumours?"
*Perfect. She'... | "This... this is my first time doing anything like this..."
Kelly wanted to say 'Ya, me too.' but she was really thinking 'ya, no kidding' so hard so of course she blurted out "Ya, me kidding."
"Dan's" look of confusion as he stopped unbutton his shirt made her suddenly conscious of the flub as she had one knee bent... | |
[WP] A female assassin kills her marks by seducing their wives and convincing them to murder their husbands. | It’s the little things, you decide quietly, marking the last faded freckle into your skin. You peer into the mirror and your face is patient, eyes clear, the picture of professionalism. It’s an artistry lost on many others in your profession, how to kill without getting your hands dirty. The details are in the lines of... | "This... this is my first time doing anything like this..."
Kelly wanted to say 'Ya, me too.' but she was really thinking 'ya, no kidding' so hard so of course she blurted out "Ya, me kidding."
"Dan's" look of confusion as he stopped unbutton his shirt made her suddenly conscious of the flub as she had one knee bent... | |
[WP] A female assassin kills her marks by seducing their wives and convincing them to murder their husbands. | A wink, a smile, a good word.
Sonia knew she was beautiful and charming. It was fact. She did not consider herself lucky to be born this way, beauty was a weapon she honed everyday. She did sports, knew the latest trends, had a personal style of her own that set her apart from the crowd. But more than that, she had a ... | Dimitri sauntered into the office, hips waving and auburn hair flowing gracefully. As usual, her presence turned heads, and how could it *not?* She was beautiful. Round face, hazel eyes that could cut you in half, and mocha skin that was irresistibly soft. More attractive than her physical beauty was the air of confide... | |
[WP] After earth blew up, you and your close friends who are all immortal are scattered into the cosmos. You land on a planet which, while devoid of life, has water. Start a civilization. Guide them to the stars, in order to reunite with your friends. | The average object dropped into Earth's atmosphere would experience temperatures up to 3,000 degrees farenheit, or it least it would have a few days ago, now it would be pretty much fine aside from the odd mountain or skyscraper floating through. For most human beings it is a fair assumption that temperatures hot enou... | I stood in my own two feet, still somewhat shaky from my long voyage through the galaxy. At last I arrive. Where? I couldn't possibly say. There's nothing here, after all. At the very least nothing living. Though I guess that's a bit much to ask for considering the state of Earth. Or rather, it's would-be state if it e... | |
[WP] After earth blew up, you and your close friends who are all immortal are scattered into the cosmos. You land on a planet which, while devoid of life, has water. Start a civilization. Guide them to the stars, in order to reunite with your friends. | The average object dropped into Earth's atmosphere would experience temperatures up to 3,000 degrees farenheit, or it least it would have a few days ago, now it would be pretty much fine aside from the odd mountain or skyscraper floating through. For most human beings it is a fair assumption that temperatures hot enou... | It wasn't easy, of course. For starters, I never was great at biochemistry. But I had lots of time. To try, and fail, and try, and fail, try, succeed, have the sample go extinct because I forgot to feed it for a year or two, try...
Eventually I got it right. When they started to speak in their rudimentary tongue, they... | |
[WP] After earth blew up, you and your close friends who are all immortal are scattered into the cosmos. You land on a planet which, while devoid of life, has water. Start a civilization. Guide them to the stars, in order to reunite with your friends. | The average object dropped into Earth's atmosphere would experience temperatures up to 3,000 degrees farenheit, or it least it would have a few days ago, now it would be pretty much fine aside from the odd mountain or skyscraper floating through. For most human beings it is a fair assumption that temperatures hot enou... | "Everything comes to an end at some point. Living things, Non-living things, heavenly bodies, and though it saddens you greatly my children, even me. But more often than not, ends are beginnings. So it was when the Earth, nearing its death, burst into flames like a phoenix, which led me to discover this world, and give... | |
[WP] After earth blew up, you and your close friends who are all immortal are scattered into the cosmos. You land on a planet which, while devoid of life, has water. Start a civilization. Guide them to the stars, in order to reunite with your friends. | "Gilgamesh!?"
"Derek!? My friend!! What are you doing here?"
" I came to invade this alien planet! Or well my army of bug people did, they worship me as a God-king."
"You know what, funny thing, literally the same here. The Jellyminds love me."
"The what?"
"The Jellyminds, that's what I call 'em, they look like fl... | When you live as long as I have things take on a repeat.
It's all the same thing, over and over again.
There's Earl, Megan, Harry, John, and-
Why are they all Caucasian names, you ask?
It's what they call us in this language, you know.
Anyways, here we are again, the Earth is gone -- blown up -- and we had to scat... | |
[WP] After earth blew up, you and your close friends who are all immortal are scattered into the cosmos. You land on a planet which, while devoid of life, has water. Start a civilization. Guide them to the stars, in order to reunite with your friends. | "Gilgamesh!?"
"Derek!? My friend!! What are you doing here?"
" I came to invade this alien planet! Or well my army of bug people did, they worship me as a God-king."
"You know what, funny thing, literally the same here. The Jellyminds love me."
"The what?"
"The Jellyminds, that's what I call 'em, they look like fl... | I gifted myself the best gift I could, but humans turned that gift into a curse. I'm immortal now and only meeting with George and Linda will fix that. Maybe they've already found each other and are looking for me, but I can't be that optimistic, I have to assume the worse.
After the war destroyed the earth, I drif... | |
[WP] After earth blew up, you and your close friends who are all immortal are scattered into the cosmos. You land on a planet which, while devoid of life, has water. Start a civilization. Guide them to the stars, in order to reunite with your friends. | +Day Zero+
I crawled out of the wreckage with not inconsiderable effort. Trying to get out of blazing shuttle wreckage is pretty unusual as you're usually dead on impact, but as I'm sort of special I managed to haul my sorry ass towards the river, about 100m clear, before the wreckage collapsed in on itself. The way ... | I gifted myself the best gift I could, but humans turned that gift into a curse. I'm immortal now and only meeting with George and Linda will fix that. Maybe they've already found each other and are looking for me, but I can't be that optimistic, I have to assume the worse.
After the war destroyed the earth, I drif... | |
[WP] After earth blew up, you and your close friends who are all immortal are scattered into the cosmos. You land on a planet which, while devoid of life, has water. Start a civilization. Guide them to the stars, in order to reunite with your friends. | # Translation, the Obelisks
Space is no country for old men.
Remember that, my children, for it is why I have made you.
There was light before I spoke it into being, but it was a cold light; the light of distant stars. It was nothing like your campfires, nothing like your nuclear reactors, nothing like the rockets t... | The hardest part was mastering the cloning process. That was always Cassandras specialty, always the brains as she put it. But I’d spent enough time in her lab, watching her work, assisting her where I could, that I was able to retain just enough. A starting point.
The first hundred years were the loneliest, and the m... | |
[WP] Your ability is the power of friendship. You are the villain. | "Dark Lord Apokoliptica," calls out the hero, as he stands in my throne room, "your crimes have caught up with you, and you will pay!"
"Really?" I ask. "What crimes?"
"You took over the Sunny Glades, covered them in clouds, and turned them into the Shadowed Wastes!"
"Oh, yeah, *that*. Do you know how dangerous sunli... | Friendship is all about finding the right people to be friends with. Most people think of it as a good thing! Something for heroes, like, you know, the magic of friendship!
Nah. Friendship can be used for evil. That’s how I’m working my way up the ladder, y’know? Friendship means learning all those deep dark secrets ... | |
[WP] You live in a house infested with ghosts, but with the years you got used to them and their tricks, like the blood in the sink, hair in the walls, whispers at night, laughing children, etc. This weekend you have friends coming over and turns out that being used to ghost isn't normal. | I hear a knock at the door. It opens by itself, like it always does.
“Woah, creepy.”
I run from the living room to greet my friends.
“Hi! Come in!” I say as I gesture for everyone to come inside.
Everyone comes in and the door shuts behind them.
“Thanks!” I say to the ghost.
“What’s up with your door?” Jake asks... | The thunderstorm outside grew heavy, they were already late for the sleepover and this would make them even later, but Jennifer was used to being patient, she had practice over the years waiting for the zombies to clear out everytime she tried to water the plants out the backdoor of the manor.
The zombies weren't alw... | |
[WP] You live in a house infested with ghosts, but with the years you got used to them and their tricks, like the blood in the sink, hair in the walls, whispers at night, laughing children, etc. This weekend you have friends coming over and turns out that being used to ghost isn't normal. | "GET OOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUT!"
I rolled my eyes. "Ezekiel, I already told you, they're coming here to watch the fight this week."
The booming, rumbling voice that emanated from the dark opening to the basement went silent for a moment. Then a low groan came from the same open doorway, followed by another haunting wail.
"G... | The thunderstorm outside grew heavy, they were already late for the sleepover and this would make them even later, but Jennifer was used to being patient, she had practice over the years waiting for the zombies to clear out everytime she tried to water the plants out the backdoor of the manor.
The zombies weren't alw... | |
[WP] You live in a house infested with ghosts, but with the years you got used to them and their tricks, like the blood in the sink, hair in the walls, whispers at night, laughing children, etc. This weekend you have friends coming over and turns out that being used to ghost isn't normal. | "GET OOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUT!"
I rolled my eyes. "Ezekiel, I already told you, they're coming here to watch the fight this week."
The booming, rumbling voice that emanated from the dark opening to the basement went silent for a moment. Then a low groan came from the same open doorway, followed by another haunting wail.
"G... | I hear a knock at the door. It opens by itself, like it always does.
“Woah, creepy.”
I run from the living room to greet my friends.
“Hi! Come in!” I say as I gesture for everyone to come inside.
Everyone comes in and the door shuts behind them.
“Thanks!” I say to the ghost.
“What’s up with your door?” Jake asks... | |
[WP] You live in a house infested with ghosts, but with the years you got used to them and their tricks, like the blood in the sink, hair in the walls, whispers at night, laughing children, etc. This weekend you have friends coming over and turns out that being used to ghost isn't normal. | It was Carly's idea to start the dinner club. I'd been hesitant to join at first. Unlike my friends from my college days, I was hopelessly single, without a pair at social events, but with their encouragement, I joined. Honestly, so far it had been enjoyable. Salmon and salad on Carly and Ian's patio in July. A barbec... | I had just wrung the last bit of ectoplasm into my bucket from my handkerchief when a fresh green tide oozed down the bathroom wall.
“Oh, come on! They’re going to be here any minute. I wanted this place spotless.” I threw the handkerchief into the bucket, causing the slime that filled the bucket to the brim to ov... | |
[WP] You live in a house infested with ghosts, but with the years you got used to them and their tricks, like the blood in the sink, hair in the walls, whispers at night, laughing children, etc. This weekend you have friends coming over and turns out that being used to ghost isn't normal. | "GET OOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUT!"
I rolled my eyes. "Ezekiel, I already told you, they're coming here to watch the fight this week."
The booming, rumbling voice that emanated from the dark opening to the basement went silent for a moment. Then a low groan came from the same open doorway, followed by another haunting wail.
"G... | I had just wrung the last bit of ectoplasm into my bucket from my handkerchief when a fresh green tide oozed down the bathroom wall.
“Oh, come on! They’re going to be here any minute. I wanted this place spotless.” I threw the handkerchief into the bucket, causing the slime that filled the bucket to the brim to ov... | |
[WP] You live in a house infested with ghosts, but with the years you got used to them and their tricks, like the blood in the sink, hair in the walls, whispers at night, laughing children, etc. This weekend you have friends coming over and turns out that being used to ghost isn't normal. | "GET OOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUT!"
I rolled my eyes. "Ezekiel, I already told you, they're coming here to watch the fight this week."
The booming, rumbling voice that emanated from the dark opening to the basement went silent for a moment. Then a low groan came from the same open doorway, followed by another haunting wail.
"G... | It was Carly's idea to start the dinner club. I'd been hesitant to join at first. Unlike my friends from my college days, I was hopelessly single, without a pair at social events, but with their encouragement, I joined. Honestly, so far it had been enjoyable. Salmon and salad on Carly and Ian's patio in July. A barbec... | |
[WP] You live in a house infested with ghosts, but with the years you got used to them and their tricks, like the blood in the sink, hair in the walls, whispers at night, laughing children, etc. This weekend you have friends coming over and turns out that being used to ghost isn't normal. | "GET OOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUT!"
I rolled my eyes. "Ezekiel, I already told you, they're coming here to watch the fight this week."
The booming, rumbling voice that emanated from the dark opening to the basement went silent for a moment. Then a low groan came from the same open doorway, followed by another haunting wail.
"G... | Jeremy paced nervously by the entrance to his house. He fidgeted with his red bowtie and kept eying the door. The delicious smell of basil tomato sauce wafted into the room, but that merely made him more nervous; he had been so busy getting ready that he had almost burned the sauce, and it was only the alarmed shrieks ... | |
[WP] You live in a house infested with ghosts, but with the years you got used to them and their tricks, like the blood in the sink, hair in the walls, whispers at night, laughing children, etc. This weekend you have friends coming over and turns out that being used to ghost isn't normal. | "GET OOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUT!"
I rolled my eyes. "Ezekiel, I already told you, they're coming here to watch the fight this week."
The booming, rumbling voice that emanated from the dark opening to the basement went silent for a moment. Then a low groan came from the same open doorway, followed by another haunting wail.
"G... | Thank you so much for this prompt! Hope you enjoy!
Jenny carefully handed out blindfolds to her three friends. She planned this out for days. If they can get past the thing on the stairs they'll be safe in the basement until morning. If we're blindfolded we can't see it and if we move fast enough it can't grab us.
"W... | |
[WP] You live in a house infested with ghosts, but with the years you got used to them and their tricks, like the blood in the sink, hair in the walls, whispers at night, laughing children, etc. This weekend you have friends coming over and turns out that being used to ghost isn't normal. | Teresa showed up first, and I encouraged her to put her wine in the fridge. I sat in my living room, waiting for the others to arrive, when I heard her terrified scream.
"What is it?" I called, bolting over to the kitchen.
She stood before the open refrigerator, frozen with shock, with horror, the wine bottle danglin... | Thank you so much for this prompt! Hope you enjoy!
Jenny carefully handed out blindfolds to her three friends. She planned this out for days. If they can get past the thing on the stairs they'll be safe in the basement until morning. If we're blindfolded we can't see it and if we move fast enough it can't grab us.
"W... | |
[WP] Your yard borders a nearby forest. As an organic gardener, you do no harm to any animals that enter your yard or garden - even the bugs. You are so kind to them that your neighbors joke that "you must be a god to the forest critters." One day you touch an injured rabbit - and it's healed.... | Shaken, I knock on Jason's door, the healed bunny in my arm. In a few seconds, the door opens. He leans against the door frame. "Hey, Marie, what's up?" He glanced down at the animal I was holding. "I see you've got a bunny."
"That's actually part of why I'm here... You remember yesterday? You said I must be like 'a g... | Bell rang!! John ran from school to house very fastly. "Why? He always in hurry," one student asked curiously ," " well! he loves spent time in gardening , " another student said " really?, " " Yes, gardening is his dearest friend".
As always John reach home and went in his yard first and delighted. "It sunsets now an... | |
[WP] Your yard borders a nearby forest. As an organic gardener, you do no harm to any animals that enter your yard or garden - even the bugs. You are so kind to them that your neighbors joke that "you must be a god to the forest critters." One day you touch an injured rabbit - and it's healed.... | It had been a long, _long_ day at work. Normally, she liked living a ways into the country and didn’t mind the drive to and from the more busy city where she worked. She liked the forest and the quiet and her garden and the fact that life seemed to move just a little more slowly. But tonight, all she could do was curse... | Bell rang!! John ran from school to house very fastly. "Why? He always in hurry," one student asked curiously ," " well! he loves spent time in gardening , " another student said " really?, " " Yes, gardening is his dearest friend".
As always John reach home and went in his yard first and delighted. "It sunsets now an... | |
[WP] "Another 'hero'? *sigh* For the thousandth time, I am a DARK goddess, NOT an evil one." | Elena rubbed the bridge of her nose, the heroes sheer stupidity always irked her. “First,” she started, raising a finger towards the ‘hero’ and his oversized sword. “That thing makes it look like you’re overcompensating. Second, do you even know what it is I govern over?”
The hero blinked, clearly taken aback. “Umm, y... | Shinobu was at a loss, letting out an echoing sigh as she heard the clops of stallion hooves against hard dirt, turning and looking right as a trio of knights burst into the tent she stood within with a shout “Cower foul being! We hath come to end you evil re-“
She cut them off, the stallions shifting uneasily at the v... | |
[WP] Sentient life was supposed to have been impossible on Earth, as Earth was created as a prison for nightmarish beings and eldritch abominations. As such, the Galaxy was very surprised when humanity made contact, and even more surprised when they discovered that humanity was, on the whole, sane | *Qa-m the Seventh stared off into the sea of stars. He was, as the 'humans' would say, stunned. The same species, which his ancestor, Ahy-ua the Third, had overseen the creation of, had intelligent life. Which had somehow managed to slip out of its securely locked system and contacted the Galactic Federation. He still ... | Members of the Galaxy were quite thrilled to find this apparently nascent society of polite and meaningful creatures. Their transmissions at first seemed harmless, though it was clear the communications were staged. Upon discovery, science teams were immediately dispatched for thorough physical analysis. From afar, the... | |
[WP] You wake up one day, and every human is morbidly obese. Your cousin is the only one unaffected. He looks suspicious. | It was never easy being obese during my teens. The name-calling, the physical and mental abuse, but by far the worst thing about being obese in my town was I wasn't allowed to participate in annual feast in town. You see, in my town, everyone is skinny. Not fit, not overweight, heck, not even underweight - but skinny. ... | Darkness.
Then, noise.
A beeping. An alarm. I open my eyes and move out of bed.
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Everything seems... slower. And more difficult!
I look down and gasp. Tears spring to my eyes as I am made aware of my fatness. Filled with disgust, I immediately run to the bathroom and vomit . My hulking figure looks lik... | |
[WP] Mere moments from death, the character falls to their knees and begs for mercy. To the villain's surprise/confusion, instead of the usual reasons ("I have a family!") or bribes ("I have a lot of money!"), this person says.... | "If you kill me, you won't fulfill the prophecy!" The Demon Lord looked down at the hero. For 3 days and nights they fought and the Demon Lord finally had the upper hand. But this? It was a trick.
"Hero, I have slain many but this? Trickery doesn't become you."
"It's no trick, Master Vak-riz-zorich." Only one group o... | “I just became a sergeant in foxhole, we still need to push the center we just got heavy tanks”
Wait he he’s not going to talk about family or, wait… “What’s foxhole, what are you talking about?”
An pause latter “it’s an online war mmo, you like have a war o..” “Wait the thing that came to mind was a game you don’t h... | |
[WP] Mere moments from death, the character falls to their knees and begs for mercy. To the villain's surprise/confusion, instead of the usual reasons ("I have a family!") or bribes ("I have a lot of money!"), this person says.... | "If you kill me, you won't fulfill the prophecy!" The Demon Lord looked down at the hero. For 3 days and nights they fought and the Demon Lord finally had the upper hand. But this? It was a trick.
"Hero, I have slain many but this? Trickery doesn't become you."
"It's no trick, Master Vak-riz-zorich." Only one group o... | 'I have to fart.'
The hooded figure blinked, sword still in the air. 'Huh?'
The young man looked up from whee he was kneeling. 'I'm sorry. I just... Uhh, I have to fart really bad, and I meant to come up with something more compelling. But have you ever had one of those giant farts just hanging out in your bum, and... | |
[WP] Most immortals grow detached and bored with time. But you instead found a nice hobby - mentoring heroes. It lets you use your centuries of experience, keeps you sharp, you get to see the results of your work for many years after - and it is often an opportunity to fake your death. | I let the letter fall from my fingers, sliding onto the dark, firm wood of the desk. Ana had fared no better than the other three.
*Why? We had trained for sword combat exclusively, and yet she had fallen before making a scratch.*
Timo came in with some tea. He saw my face, and hurriedly set the tray down before... | "I see you are wearing a beautiful jacket!" Susan said. "In fact, it is so beautiful that I would like to buy it from you! Is it for sale?"
She turned to me with alarmingly wide eyes and her arms were making odd, exaggerated motions.
"I'm not wearing a jacket." I replied.
Everyone in the room sighed, with Susan even... | |
[WP] You are brought before the dark lord accused of being a member of the hero's party, which is true, it's time to prove your worth as a Bard and lie, bluff and possibly seduce your way out of this! | I had a bag over my head and my arms were bound together behind my back as I was dragged through the halls of the keep. Eventually we came to a stop, and my captor said, “On your knees”. I felt something blunt strike the back of my knees, and I fell forwards, barely managing to avoid faceplanting the stone floor. He sp... | For three months I’ve been missing. I had a change of heart. So to speak. Because where I come from we eat hearts for breakfast. Only the hearts of the pure and innocent. Let me go back and tell you a little bit about myself.
A very long time ago, back when I was a human, I was a vicious murderer. Let me just tell yo... | |
[WP] You walk up to a beautiful girl and decided to be cheesy, "Hey, did it hurt?" The girl was surprised and asked "What?"."You know, when you fell from heaven?". The girl looked more shocked, "How did you know? Who are you?" | She sat on a bench outside the Seven Stars pub, looking like an old-school Goth, dressed in black leather and lace and heavy motorcycle boots. Her hair was black and her face so pale I guessed she hadn't seen the sun since, well, ever.
I don't know what possessed me to say what I did. Ordinarily I would never use such... | The problem with living in a close-knit community is the inevitable issue of dating your cousin. You go on a nice picnic date, the sun's beaming, the bluejays have taken opera lessons from Maria Callas. Insects exited stage-left faster than your beating heart when she plops down beside you, her brown hair caressing you... | |
[WP] You walk up to a beautiful girl and decided to be cheesy, "Hey, did it hurt?" The girl was surprised and asked "What?"."You know, when you fell from heaven?". The girl looked more shocked, "How did you know? Who are you?" | I sipped on my iced coffee and watched him from afar. He was clearly troubled, sweat was accumulating on his brow and he shook his hands nervously. I scowled as a few grainy bits of coffee grounds slid across my tongue. That’s what I get for buying coffee at a Starbucks inside a Target. I looked down to see my coffee n... | She’s probably joking, has to be. “You’re a real an-“ she covers my mouth. “Don’t say it out loud!” She drags me to an alley before letting me speak “you’re an actual angel? I’m having a hard time believing that.* as if on cue a halo would appear above her head, it was dim and cracked but still a halo. “Now you believe... | |
[WP] You walk up to a beautiful girl and decided to be cheesy, "Hey, did it hurt?" The girl was surprised and asked "What?"."You know, when you fell from heaven?". The girl looked more shocked, "How did you know? Who are you?" | Amidst broken cracks of concrete, wispy trees brought up on a regular diet of vehicular exhaust and cigarette smoke, a woman shone--like sunshine itself decided to give her a personal spotlight.
If a master sculptor crafted marble, it was irrevocably changed--but no one would call it blemished. Her scrunched up face ... | She’s probably joking, has to be. “You’re a real an-“ she covers my mouth. “Don’t say it out loud!” She drags me to an alley before letting me speak “you’re an actual angel? I’m having a hard time believing that.* as if on cue a halo would appear above her head, it was dim and cracked but still a halo. “Now you believe... | |
[WP] You walk up to a beautiful girl and decided to be cheesy, "Hey, did it hurt?" The girl was surprised and asked "What?"."You know, when you fell from heaven?". The girl looked more shocked, "How did you know? Who are you?" | Amidst broken cracks of concrete, wispy trees brought up on a regular diet of vehicular exhaust and cigarette smoke, a woman shone--like sunshine itself decided to give her a personal spotlight.
If a master sculptor crafted marble, it was irrevocably changed--but no one would call it blemished. Her scrunched up face ... | I sipped on my iced coffee and watched him from afar. He was clearly troubled, sweat was accumulating on his brow and he shook his hands nervously. I scowled as a few grainy bits of coffee grounds slid across my tongue. That’s what I get for buying coffee at a Starbucks inside a Target. I looked down to see my coffee n... | |
[WP] You have a necrotic touch. As such, you cover yourself completely, using the excuse that light of any type hurts you. After years of roaming the lands, you find a peaceful village of farmers that accepts your condition without question and settle down. And then the raiders come. | You see a great many things when you are not wanted anywhere. Travel, for me, was a necessity. A strange being appearing, wrapped head to toe like the grim reaper or some mummified king returned to seek revenge. The image alone was enough to terrify everyone on sight. It's hard to begrudge them that when I often felt a... | Sleep has departed me. My mind was filled by disjointed images, each of savage and grotesque nature. Imagination, as if to seize the opportunity of my sleeplessness, formed the ghastly figure of that red-headed boy I had the misfortune of encountering. I could vividly recall a dark patch of skin. It was of a scaly text... | |
[WP] You have a necrotic touch. As such, you cover yourself completely, using the excuse that light of any type hurts you. After years of roaming the lands, you find a peaceful village of farmers that accepts your condition without question and settle down. And then the raiders come. | "Raul you say? We don't know anyone named Raul" said farmer Jun. The old man trembled, afraid of the cloaked raiders. Their reputation, ruthlessness are know throughout the land. Once, they were the vanguard of the kingdom but now become Merc of Shadow.
I know why they are here. For me. But not for whatever reason you... | Sleep has departed me. My mind was filled by disjointed images, each of savage and grotesque nature. Imagination, as if to seize the opportunity of my sleeplessness, formed the ghastly figure of that red-headed boy I had the misfortune of encountering. I could vividly recall a dark patch of skin. It was of a scaly text... | |
[WP] You have a necrotic touch. As such, you cover yourself completely, using the excuse that light of any type hurts you. After years of roaming the lands, you find a peaceful village of farmers that accepts your condition without question and settle down. And then the raiders come. | The dust finally settled. The peaceful human village by the foot of the mountain just survived another nightmare as the mountain orcs left the place in ruins.
A young farmer named Roman stepped out from his hiding place in his hut which barely hanging on to its clay brick walls. Outside, witnessing the carnage the orc... | The way I'm looking right now, especially in the blazing heat of this desert, anyone would think I'm crazy. Dressed in black robes and other clothes from head to toe, I have to admit that I did indeed want to remove my hood at least. But I can't risk it.
I spot an oasis nearby, and I can be sure it wasn't a mirage thi... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | The chair wasn’t really having it.
It felt like the normal type of robbery. I’ve had lots of those. The robber was a bit more carefree than usual, so I assumed it was an amateur or something, and I was quite prepared to take care of it myself. And then she whipped out this scroll I’ve never seen before in my life, and... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | Am I able to disguise myself as something else, or am I just a chair? If I'm just a chair:
The ruffians entered the tavern, with all the chairs and stools put away, except... one. In the middle of the room, next to one of the largest tables, there was a normal chair. The ruffians looked at it, perplexed, and decided ... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | Day 507 as chair; Johnny, the old begged came in for a drink again, his ibs hasn’t settled I was in nirvana all afternoon. He thankfully had lots of cheese and gluten so I could be smothered in his god like gas.. why do the homeless farts always smell the best?
Day 508 as chair; today they tried to rob us. I gave them... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | The first things I can remember were steel bars and a wooden cart. I hadn't yet grown enough to control my form, and could only take the instinctual shape of a chest. As the darkness passed and the sun rose, a man in a flamboyant robe and top hat appeared and began peddling.
"Come one, come all, see the magnificent tr... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | The mimic watches quietly from a short distance. Ensuring it is between the ruffians and the elderly adventurer. As the ruffians cautiously round the bar, seeking an advantage over the slower adventurer, the mimic creeps imperceptibly towards the exit. Laying a trap for the unsuspecting ruffians.
It knows the elderly ... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | Tavern keeper: "Mr. Handy. After all these years you were a mimic in disguise?"
Mimic being translated by a mage: "I am, you took me from a dungeon decades ago. I have stayed here ever since"
Tarvern Keeper: "Why did you change just now?"
Mimic: "I had to, we were in danger"
Tavern Keeper: "We?"
Mimic: "Yes, we. T... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | I am, and always have been, a simple creature with a taste for the simple things. The smell of fresh bread. The tastes of ale and wine. The pleasure of catching an annoying little mouse.
I inherited my current life when someone abducted me. Normally, I’d have ripped the stranger them apart without remorse, but I’d jus... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | It started off like any other night: a group if bards was performing a heroic tale, a slew of maidens served mead and meats, adventurers, townsfolk, and merchants all drank and laughed together as strangers.
I had been a piano chair in this tavern for almost 20 years, I got to hear the best musicians this town has ev... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | He walks out the door, closing it. The click of a key turning the lock. I didn't eat him today either. Awareness of my surroundings tell me it's mostly quiet. Two mice argue over a little piece of cheese. Might make a meal of them later. For now they're over by the mirror, and that's too far away. Wouldn't do to reveal... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | “…the table laughed, we killed the table,” Erick said with a grin for the hundredth time as his friends seated around the table erupted in laughter. One would think people would get tired of same the joke after telling it so much, but it seemed that Erick and his friends loved that joke and would tell it after every ad... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | I sat in the dark cold room in wait for a pesky group of adventurers to make their way in here. It had been quite some time since I've seen anyone other than the goblins that inhabitated this cave and I was growing hungry. The occasion goblin here and there helped tide over my appetite but in my experience adventurers ... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | I grew up in the dark depths, a place where large hairy spiders sneak through the roof; a place where giant slugs inch themselves forward; a place where no child is found wandering, for long at least.
In a way I think I'm like them. My teeth are sharp like theirs. I find myself thinking vile thoughts every now and th... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | A dungeon break. That's what it's called when monsters get too powerful or too smart for the dungeon to control, they break free and exit the dungeon to run amok. Everyone agrees adventurers and dungeons have a symbiotic relationship. Adventurers cull monsters before they break, keeping the mana used to create them ... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | Everyone thinks this is easy. Everyone thinks its a jolly jape to change into whatever you want.
But its physics. Its a mass thing. You cant just transmogrify into what ever you want whenever you want. It takea prep. It takes time.
The chair was a mistake. Considering when i got locked down there i was a solid oak ... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | A Mimic, a creature that only seem to have one purpose, luring adventurers to their doom by mimicking a certain item such as a chest, a door, a wardrobe, well mostly chest. But here is a tale of a mimic who took form of a chair.
*I lived quite a boring life. Just keeping still and occasionally eating rats or occasiona... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | Question I was asking myself since my youth was, what taste best.
I ate pretty much everything. Rats, cats, dogs, blink dogs (they are not worth the trouble).
Sometimes I had more complicated meals. For example when I was closet, I had some lady with more parfume than flesh, pretty good seasoning I have to admit.
I ... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | They were so tasty, the dwarven party that had entered the treasure chamber. I was so satiated that I could not have eaten anything else. That is one of the most blissful feelings one can have. I didn't have visitors in my cave often, so I figured I would have a solid month to digest my meal when I heard the sound o... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | Life good, life been good. Life was bad, hunger bad and was hungry so life bad. So hungry life so bad went sleep. Woke up and Big Snackums had me tied in wheeled bed...bed with wheels...wheel barrow...nope, cart, tied in cart. Big Snackums in open though, to many other snackums, hungry but not want die so stay chai... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | "Nah, not that place," the surly old man said while spinning the knife like a top, blade down, on the tip of his finger.
"Why not? It looks cozy, no guards, and the clientele are just regular folk." The young man did give an astute judgement of the tavern after all.
"Just no, you thickhead. You think a place like tha... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | [Part 1 of 2]
Huh? I must have dozed off for a second. Wait, where am I? I glanced around the small room, enjoying the warmth that came from the fire in front of me, the crackling of wood on flame a deliciously enchanting view. The interweaving flames mesmerized me, only for my view to be obstructed when someone sat d... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... | |
[WP] You're a mimic. You were disguised as a chair in a dungeon when an adventurer decided to take you as loot. You've actually enjoyed your life ever since as furniture in a jolly tavern. So when some ruffians try to rob the now-elderly adventurer's business, you finally reveal yourself. | Well, you know what my kind is. We take the form of a chest, lure adventurers to pick us up, and they become our next meal. Some others take on different forms to lure prey - I've heard of one resembling a plank of all things to ensnare people trying to use it as a bridge. You hear a lot of things from passers-by when ... | Sam’s tavern is comfortable, much better than that dark, molding dungeon. I’m glad he took me from there, even though I was trying to hide from him when he found me. It was a good disguise, too: Just a wooden, rickety old chair. But I bet I stuck out like a sore thumb among all that sparkling treasure. Now I have the s... |
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