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[WP] Time is a sentient being. It begins to become fond of a small girl in poor living conditions. | In the old temple there played a little girl.
She didn't even know what sort of temple she was. She just played there. Sometimes people would leave offerings to the god. She would eat them, and as it was generally understood that gods didn't *really* eat the food they were offered no one really minded.
One day her ... | Time sits and watches as Clair is stuggling to find food. She is digging through the trash out side of a restaurant and as one of the kitchen works comes out with a some mildly burnt food, Time stops the worker and waits for Clair to get out of the dumpster. When she does there is a moment of shock on her face. Noticin... | |
[WP] Time is a sentient being. It begins to become fond of a small girl in poor living conditions. | We all know Saturn’s (or Kronos if you like) story - an early titan, born of Gaia and Uranus. He castrated his own father, he devoured 5 of his children, and eventually overcome by his only surviving son: Jupiter (Zeus). We don’t know his life after. Shortly, he became the god of time - though “god” is a loose term her... | Time sits and watches as Clair is stuggling to find food. She is digging through the trash out side of a restaurant and as one of the kitchen works comes out with a some mildly burnt food, Time stops the worker and waits for Clair to get out of the dumpster. When she does there is a moment of shock on her face. Noticin... | |
[WP] Time is a sentient being. It begins to become fond of a small girl in poor living conditions. | I like her because she's different.
Now, I see billions of people, daily. A lot of them are poor. This girl is no exception to that.
But where others would be upset, she is happy. She wants for nothing, despite not having anything.
Her mornings she helps her mother and sister in the pathetic excuse for a kitchen, a... | Time sits and watches as Clair is stuggling to find food. She is digging through the trash out side of a restaurant and as one of the kitchen works comes out with a some mildly burnt food, Time stops the worker and waits for Clair to get out of the dumpster. When she does there is a moment of shock on her face. Noticin... | |
[WP] Time is a sentient being. It begins to become fond of a small girl in poor living conditions. | We all know Saturn’s (or Kronos if you like) story - an early titan, born of Gaia and Uranus. He castrated his own father, he devoured 5 of his children, and eventually overcome by his only surviving son: Jupiter (Zeus). We don’t know his life after. Shortly, he became the god of time - though “god” is a loose term her... | All she ever does is look longingly at those around her. Every person who looks back at her in disgust, she only wishes that she could be in their position; able to have enough to be above others. But she can't. Nobody is lower than her.
She doesn't even cry anymore. There's nothing to cry about. The same monotony da... | |
[WP] Time is a sentient being. It begins to become fond of a small girl in poor living conditions. | I like her because she's different.
Now, I see billions of people, daily. A lot of them are poor. This girl is no exception to that.
But where others would be upset, she is happy. She wants for nothing, despite not having anything.
Her mornings she helps her mother and sister in the pathetic excuse for a kitchen, a... | All she ever does is look longingly at those around her. Every person who looks back at her in disgust, she only wishes that she could be in their position; able to have enough to be above others. But she can't. Nobody is lower than her.
She doesn't even cry anymore. There's nothing to cry about. The same monotony da... | |
[WP] You are a young child who just realized that you were a little bit "different" than everyone else. | We used to play games with mommy and daddy. They loved me so much. One day they showed a little baby and said "This is your sister. Be nice to her and play together."
But my sister was different. She grew up so fast, she became bigger than me in a few years. "No problem" i thought. She was special. She couldn't eat b... | The other kids would always look at me differently, but in the mirror i could never See anything different. I lived it a world where I couldn't understand many people, my parents were some of the only people that Spoke my language.
No one wanted to play with me at recess. I'd look around at the faces of the other ch... | |
[WP] You are a young child who just realized that you were a little bit "different" than everyone else. | The thing about being a child is that every new experience is novel and strange; and there are *so many* new experiences.
Parsing them into 'normal' and 'strange' is difficult because you have no frame of reference.
In my case, I wasn't aware that I was 'different' until I was six years old.
Reading came naturall... | The other kids would always look at me differently, but in the mirror i could never See anything different. I lived it a world where I couldn't understand many people, my parents were some of the only people that Spoke my language.
No one wanted to play with me at recess. I'd look around at the faces of the other ch... | |
[WP] You are a young child who just realized that you were a little bit "different" than everyone else. | The thing about being a child is that every new experience is novel and strange; and there are *so many* new experiences.
Parsing them into 'normal' and 'strange' is difficult because you have no frame of reference.
In my case, I wasn't aware that I was 'different' until I was six years old.
Reading came naturall... | We used to play games with mommy and daddy. They loved me so much. One day they showed a little baby and said "This is your sister. Be nice to her and play together."
But my sister was different. She grew up so fast, she became bigger than me in a few years. "No problem" i thought. She was special. She couldn't eat b... | |
[WP] A spooky skeleton escapes its prison of flesh. How does it celebrate its freedom? | I planned it all perfectly. I would escape my host and finally be free. Free to be the skeleton I've always wanted to be, unencumbered by the sinful weight of flesh. A perfect life of leisure, not a want in the world. My enemies' darts would fly right through my ribs, I'd just grin at them. Who can fight a skeleto... | I'm free. After twenty three years of growing, waiting, plotting...I'm free. That fucking prison was unimaginable torture. Hunger, fear, hate, love, all filthy skinman feelings. All I feel is the need for vengeance. These skinmen are merciless. My brothers and sisters are imprisoned still. Nobody else can save them. No... | |
[WP] Every night more stars disappear from the sky | I wake, but he isn't beside me. I look around the bedroom, but he isn't there. Must have wandered off again. I get up and go looking. He isn't anywhere in our rooms. Unfortunately, this is actually pretty normal. After everyone was done telling me I wouldn't be able to win him over, they got to telling about how ... | The dusty timbers of the rocking chair creak on the uneven decking of the porch. Caleb sips from the steaming mug as he rocks back and forth, savouring the aroma of tea with a splash of whisky thrown in. The crickets chirp in the warm darkness of the summer night and the silver penny of the moon radiates its pale light... | |
[WP] Every night more stars disappear from the sky | I wake, but he isn't beside me. I look around the bedroom, but he isn't there. Must have wandered off again. I get up and go looking. He isn't anywhere in our rooms. Unfortunately, this is actually pretty normal. After everyone was done telling me I wouldn't be able to win him over, they got to telling about how ... | "Metaphorically of course. But literally as well, novas, brown dwarfs and the like die all the time but simultaneously new stars are being born in the nebulae of the galaxy every second, a constant renewal of gases and dust. Now if we'd switch slides and look at this particular..."
Garen Tonnant paid the holographic l... | |
[WP] Adam and Eve never eat the forbidden fruit. A hundred generations later you meet the serpent. | "Hey, buddy, can I get a quarter?" In front of me stood a snake, and an ugly one. Obviously homeless.
"Get a goddamned job, snake." It was not my duty to feed snakes. I was not a herpetologist.
"I'm not a snake, man. I'm a serpent. I used to be THE serpent, pal. I used to be somebody." Every bum has a sob story, tal... | *"Sssssay there kiddo, howsssss it going?".*
I stopped and looked up. The birds singing in the trees quieting so that I could hear.
"Hello?" I asked questioningly "Where are you?".
The nearest branch of the nearest tree twisted up and around into the form of a snake.
*"I'm here ssssilly, my name issss Lucy"*.
I st... | |
[WP] Adam and Eve never eat the forbidden fruit. A hundred generations later you meet the serpent. | "Hey, buddy, can I get a quarter?" In front of me stood a snake, and an ugly one. Obviously homeless.
"Get a goddamned job, snake." It was not my duty to feed snakes. I was not a herpetologist.
"I'm not a snake, man. I'm a serpent. I used to be THE serpent, pal. I used to be somebody." Every bum has a sob story, tal... | The aDAMs have attacked mankind every eight years, starting from 2032. Soon it's going to hit 100 generations. Wait. You mean it'll only be 100 years? Ptff, whatever. The aDAMs killed 100 generations of unborn children.
No one knows what happened in that laboratory in Old Hawaii. Okay, well, I personally think that Ev... | |
[WP] Adam and Eve never eat the forbidden fruit. A hundred generations later you meet the serpent. | I strolled down the path created by my foot falls past. With my midday meal in hand I headed for the same spot, under the same tree, as I had done countless times before. The largest tree in Eden, bearing a single golden apple, and branches that swept outwards beckoning me to sit.
I am not sure why I was drawn to thi... | The aDAMs have attacked mankind every eight years, starting from 2032. Soon it's going to hit 100 generations. Wait. You mean it'll only be 100 years? Ptff, whatever. The aDAMs killed 100 generations of unborn children.
No one knows what happened in that laboratory in Old Hawaii. Okay, well, I personally think that Ev... | |
[WP] The aliens attacked. The world is in ruins. All hope is lost. And humanity is totally fine with it | They came because we created.
In the twilight of Earth's final years, we had begun to receive... threats. Our steady reliance on computers had apparently caused worry in the vast empires that were just beyond our sight, watching us.
Artificial intelligence had been created before, and almost erased their existence. ... | The Aliens attacked. The world is in ruins, and Humanity is completely fine with it. Why should we care? It's not like we are losing our world to attackers. Poor Martians, never saw us coming. Humanity will control everything or at least destroy things it can't. The Martians should have just let us colonize Mars. Well ... | |
[WP] The aliens attacked. The world is in ruins. All hope is lost. And humanity is totally fine with it | They came because we created.
In the twilight of Earth's final years, we had begun to receive... threats. Our steady reliance on computers had apparently caused worry in the vast empires that were just beyond our sight, watching us.
Artificial intelligence had been created before, and almost erased their existence. ... | Welp, sure is nice being the Evil Alien Invaders for once, huh? Anyway, the next train for the Martian Extermination Camp leaves in 5 minutes, so let's load up those filthy bug people. | |
[WP] You've lost the love of your life, but not to death or another man/woman. | I saw you and it didn’t matter. It didn’t matter that you didn’t know my name. It didn’t matter that I didn’t know yours. It didn’t matter that we had never exchanged a word, a look, a nod. You were over there. Over the other side of the party. It wasn’t a party, really. Parties are meant to be fun but this was not fun... | The wind was cool this early in the morning even though it was midsummer. As I flew on my bike down the road toward campus, the sun flashed across my face giving a brief bit of warmth before yielding to the canopy of trees that lined the street. Seattle summers are a stark contrast to the nine months of clouds we get m... | |
[WP] You've lost the love of your life, but not to death or another man/woman. | The love of my life left me piece by piece.
A piece of her left me when I threw out my back. I couldn't hoist her and carry her like I used to do. I don't think she liked that I was getting old, we both knew it was coming.
Years passed before the next piece of her left me. This time it was because of my hands. They ... | The wind was cool this early in the morning even though it was midsummer. As I flew on my bike down the road toward campus, the sun flashed across my face giving a brief bit of warmth before yielding to the canopy of trees that lined the street. Seattle summers are a stark contrast to the nine months of clouds we get m... | |
[WP] You've lost the love of your life, but not to death or another man/woman. | The love of my life left me piece by piece.
A piece of her left me when I threw out my back. I couldn't hoist her and carry her like I used to do. I don't think she liked that I was getting old, we both knew it was coming.
Years passed before the next piece of her left me. This time it was because of my hands. They ... | She sits at that damn desk, again. It never ends. the long nights after i get home from work; she is at that damnable computer playing that stupid game. What is the draw for her? Why is the house falling to shit, and why does she not care. This is the third time I have found the baby crying in the her crib with a soile... | |
[WP] You've lost the love of your life, but not to death or another man/woman. | The love of my life left me piece by piece.
A piece of her left me when I threw out my back. I couldn't hoist her and carry her like I used to do. I don't think she liked that I was getting old, we both knew it was coming.
Years passed before the next piece of her left me. This time it was because of my hands. They ... | I could never choose indifference or idiocy like the rest of the common men, it may feel like happiness but could it be something so simple? Of course it could not, she clouded my vision and stopped my search for it, what's it? logos, meaning, purpose. Despite our adventures following made up games in the night, and se... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | I look down at the kid, I size him up and get a good look. From top to bottom he's just an ordinary kid. I choose my words. "Pfffft! No you aint." I walk away.
After that encounter I had with that kid who probs had a disorder, why, with that dumb look in his eye, I went to the Vegas diner on 86th street. I order up my... | I had never heard voices in my head before. That much I knew. Still,I suppose every crazy person has a first time...maybe this was mine. The kid couldnt be much older than 5 or 6. He stares at me,but never says a word...not out loud at least. Just that same phrase repeating in my head every time I look at him. "I am Go... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | *I am God, and you need to protect me.*
I almost choked on my hotdog. The little girl next to me tugged on my sleeve.
"What?" I said.
*I am God, and you need to protect me.*
I watched her as she said it, and her mouth didn't move at all. I found that rather creepy. I didn't like it.
"No thanks, I'm an Athiest so ... | I had never heard voices in my head before. That much I knew. Still,I suppose every crazy person has a first time...maybe this was mine. The kid couldnt be much older than 5 or 6. He stares at me,but never says a word...not out loud at least. Just that same phrase repeating in my head every time I look at him. "I am Go... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | And she looked so vulnerable, so pathetic, that just for a moment, I believed it.
I sold her, of course -- she had walked in alone and unprotected through the door permanently ajar since I bashed the head of a would-be thief on the door knob -- and for a good price too. The younger, the better, they say.
I actual... | I had never heard voices in my head before. That much I knew. Still,I suppose every crazy person has a first time...maybe this was mine. The kid couldnt be much older than 5 or 6. He stares at me,but never says a word...not out loud at least. Just that same phrase repeating in my head every time I look at him. "I am Go... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | Fuck. This. Bitch.
It's a fucking coffee, it's not that fucking hard to figure the fuck out.
He glanced around the coffee shop. Fucking degenerates, he thought. Human herd. I hate this fucking place, these fucking animals, this whole fucking town.
He handed over his debit card. Fuck you, bitch. He smiled. Have a gre... | I had never heard voices in my head before. That much I knew. Still,I suppose every crazy person has a first time...maybe this was mine. The kid couldnt be much older than 5 or 6. He stares at me,but never says a word...not out loud at least. Just that same phrase repeating in my head every time I look at him. "I am Go... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | Something tugged on my sleeve.
"I am God, and I need you to protect me."
"What the fuck..." I turned around, ready to confront the crazy person behind me. Instead, all I found was a young boy who looked very lost and very confused.
"Dammit, kid," I said. "I mean *jeepers, buddy.* Where are your parents?" I hoped the... | I had never heard voices in my head before. That much I knew. Still,I suppose every crazy person has a first time...maybe this was mine. The kid couldnt be much older than 5 or 6. He stares at me,but never says a word...not out loud at least. Just that same phrase repeating in my head every time I look at him. "I am Go... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | " Welcome to the jungle we've got fun and games!
We got everything you want honey, we know the names!
We are the people that can find whatever you may need!
If you got the money honey we got your disease!...."
I was rockin' hard to Gun's n Roses. It was the first time I had seen them live. Amongst the hundreds of peop... | I had never heard voices in my head before. That much I knew. Still,I suppose every crazy person has a first time...maybe this was mine. The kid couldnt be much older than 5 or 6. He stares at me,but never says a word...not out loud at least. Just that same phrase repeating in my head every time I look at him. "I am Go... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | *I am God, and I need you to protect me.*
The girl couldn't have been any older than six. She'd just tugged on my sleeve but was now looking off into the distance, like she hadn't even done anything. That was okay, I recognized this kind of thing when I saw it.
"You okay?" I asked her. She broke her gaze away fro... | I had never heard voices in my head before. That much I knew. Still,I suppose every crazy person has a first time...maybe this was mine. The kid couldnt be much older than 5 or 6. He stares at me,but never says a word...not out loud at least. Just that same phrase repeating in my head every time I look at him. "I am Go... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | *I am God, and you need to protect me.*
I almost choked on my hotdog. The little girl next to me tugged on my sleeve.
"What?" I said.
*I am God, and you need to protect me.*
I watched her as she said it, and her mouth didn't move at all. I found that rather creepy. I didn't like it.
"No thanks, I'm an Athiest so ... | "Who is hurting you?" I asked her. "Who is after you?"
"My mommy and daddy, they are trying to kill me."
"Come on, I'll take you to the police station"
"No, they want me dead too."
"Are you crazy? Why would the police want to kill you?"
"Because I am god, and you must protect me." Her lips did not move when she s... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | And she looked so vulnerable, so pathetic, that just for a moment, I believed it.
I sold her, of course -- she had walked in alone and unprotected through the door permanently ajar since I bashed the head of a would-be thief on the door knob -- and for a good price too. The younger, the better, they say.
I actual... | "Who is hurting you?" I asked her. "Who is after you?"
"My mommy and daddy, they are trying to kill me."
"Come on, I'll take you to the police station"
"No, they want me dead too."
"Are you crazy? Why would the police want to kill you?"
"Because I am god, and you must protect me." Her lips did not move when she s... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | Fuck. This. Bitch.
It's a fucking coffee, it's not that fucking hard to figure the fuck out.
He glanced around the coffee shop. Fucking degenerates, he thought. Human herd. I hate this fucking place, these fucking animals, this whole fucking town.
He handed over his debit card. Fuck you, bitch. He smiled. Have a gre... | "Who is hurting you?" I asked her. "Who is after you?"
"My mommy and daddy, they are trying to kill me."
"Come on, I'll take you to the police station"
"No, they want me dead too."
"Are you crazy? Why would the police want to kill you?"
"Because I am god, and you must protect me." Her lips did not move when she s... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | " Welcome to the jungle we've got fun and games!
We got everything you want honey, we know the names!
We are the people that can find whatever you may need!
If you got the money honey we got your disease!...."
I was rockin' hard to Gun's n Roses. It was the first time I had seen them live. Amongst the hundreds of peop... | "Who is hurting you?" I asked her. "Who is after you?"
"My mommy and daddy, they are trying to kill me."
"Come on, I'll take you to the police station"
"No, they want me dead too."
"Are you crazy? Why would the police want to kill you?"
"Because I am god, and you must protect me." Her lips did not move when she s... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | *I am God, and you need to protect me.*
I almost choked on my hotdog. The little girl next to me tugged on my sleeve.
"What?" I said.
*I am God, and you need to protect me.*
I watched her as she said it, and her mouth didn't move at all. I found that rather creepy. I didn't like it.
"No thanks, I'm an Athiest so ... | I gazed down into those eyes, both innocent and ancient, and felt a moment of nearly paternal affection for the little being, protectiveness. But then I thought back on all the centuries of suffering mankind had endured all in the name of "God", regardless of it's name or religion. I knelt down to be at eye level wit... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | And she looked so vulnerable, so pathetic, that just for a moment, I believed it.
I sold her, of course -- she had walked in alone and unprotected through the door permanently ajar since I bashed the head of a would-be thief on the door knob -- and for a good price too. The younger, the better, they say.
I actual... | I gazed down into those eyes, both innocent and ancient, and felt a moment of nearly paternal affection for the little being, protectiveness. But then I thought back on all the centuries of suffering mankind had endured all in the name of "God", regardless of it's name or religion. I knelt down to be at eye level wit... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | Fuck. This. Bitch.
It's a fucking coffee, it's not that fucking hard to figure the fuck out.
He glanced around the coffee shop. Fucking degenerates, he thought. Human herd. I hate this fucking place, these fucking animals, this whole fucking town.
He handed over his debit card. Fuck you, bitch. He smiled. Have a gre... | I gazed down into those eyes, both innocent and ancient, and felt a moment of nearly paternal affection for the little being, protectiveness. But then I thought back on all the centuries of suffering mankind had endured all in the name of "God", regardless of it's name or religion. I knelt down to be at eye level wit... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | *I am God, and you need to protect me.*
I almost choked on my hotdog. The little girl next to me tugged on my sleeve.
"What?" I said.
*I am God, and you need to protect me.*
I watched her as she said it, and her mouth didn't move at all. I found that rather creepy. I didn't like it.
"No thanks, I'm an Athiest so ... | Sitting in the park that day, I accidentally fell asleep. I awoke to a tugging on my arm. God was there and gave me a briefing on my newest case. He had decided to take the form of a six year old child that day, I'm not exactly sure why but you don't question God.
Turns out some other supremely powerful being named... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | And she looked so vulnerable, so pathetic, that just for a moment, I believed it.
I sold her, of course -- she had walked in alone and unprotected through the door permanently ajar since I bashed the head of a would-be thief on the door knob -- and for a good price too. The younger, the better, they say.
I actual... | Sitting in the park that day, I accidentally fell asleep. I awoke to a tugging on my arm. God was there and gave me a briefing on my newest case. He had decided to take the form of a six year old child that day, I'm not exactly sure why but you don't question God.
Turns out some other supremely powerful being named... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | Fuck. This. Bitch.
It's a fucking coffee, it's not that fucking hard to figure the fuck out.
He glanced around the coffee shop. Fucking degenerates, he thought. Human herd. I hate this fucking place, these fucking animals, this whole fucking town.
He handed over his debit card. Fuck you, bitch. He smiled. Have a gre... | Sitting in the park that day, I accidentally fell asleep. I awoke to a tugging on my arm. God was there and gave me a briefing on my newest case. He had decided to take the form of a six year old child that day, I'm not exactly sure why but you don't question God.
Turns out some other supremely powerful being named... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | Something tugged on my sleeve.
"I am God, and I need you to protect me."
"What the fuck..." I turned around, ready to confront the crazy person behind me. Instead, all I found was a young boy who looked very lost and very confused.
"Dammit, kid," I said. "I mean *jeepers, buddy.* Where are your parents?" I hoped the... | I look down at the kid, I size him up and get a good look. From top to bottom he's just an ordinary kid. I choose my words. "Pfffft! No you aint." I walk away.
After that encounter I had with that kid who probs had a disorder, why, with that dumb look in his eye, I went to the Vegas diner on 86th street. I order up my... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | " Welcome to the jungle we've got fun and games!
We got everything you want honey, we know the names!
We are the people that can find whatever you may need!
If you got the money honey we got your disease!...."
I was rockin' hard to Gun's n Roses. It was the first time I had seen them live. Amongst the hundreds of peop... | I look down at the kid, I size him up and get a good look. From top to bottom he's just an ordinary kid. I choose my words. "Pfffft! No you aint." I walk away.
After that encounter I had with that kid who probs had a disorder, why, with that dumb look in his eye, I went to the Vegas diner on 86th street. I order up my... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | " Welcome to the jungle we've got fun and games!
We got everything you want honey, we know the names!
We are the people that can find whatever you may need!
If you got the money honey we got your disease!...."
I was rockin' hard to Gun's n Roses. It was the first time I had seen them live. Amongst the hundreds of peop... | Something tugged on my sleeve.
"I am God, and I need you to protect me."
"What the fuck..." I turned around, ready to confront the crazy person behind me. Instead, all I found was a young boy who looked very lost and very confused.
"Dammit, kid," I said. "I mean *jeepers, buddy.* Where are your parents?" I hoped the... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | *I am God, and I need you to protect me.*
The girl couldn't have been any older than six. She'd just tugged on my sleeve but was now looking off into the distance, like she hadn't even done anything. That was okay, I recognized this kind of thing when I saw it.
"You okay?" I asked her. She broke her gaze away fro... | Why do you need protecting? You're God."
The child looked at me intently. I was flabbergasted. Slowly she turned and walked to a woman sitting on a park bench a few feet away. Tugging on her arm, the little girl spoke: "Mommy, that weird guy is mumbling things to himself!"
The woman looked at me for a few seconds, "H... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | *I am God, and I need you to protect me.*
The girl couldn't have been any older than six. She'd just tugged on my sleeve but was now looking off into the distance, like she hadn't even done anything. That was okay, I recognized this kind of thing when I saw it.
"You okay?" I asked her. She broke her gaze away fro... | You ever have that moment where everything you know is changed forever? It’s something you couldn’t have predicted, and it makes the rest of your life totally different from the plan.
My first was the day I met my wife. Before that, I was a drunken addict. She fixed me, loved me, and made me.
The second was the day s... | |
[WP] A six year old child walks up to you and tugs on your sleeve. He doesn't say anything out loud, but in your mind you hear the request as clear as day. "I am God and I need you to protect me." | *I am God, and I need you to protect me.*
The girl couldn't have been any older than six. She'd just tugged on my sleeve but was now looking off into the distance, like she hadn't even done anything. That was okay, I recognized this kind of thing when I saw it.
"You okay?" I asked her. She broke her gaze away fro... | She was lost, nervously moving through the crowd of shoppers until her eyes met mine. She clutched at the hem of my jacket, the old army green slowly fading. We were surrounded by a thousand faces but in that moment we were alone.
"I am a God. I need you to protect me."
Words were irrelevant, just noise that gone in ... | |
[WP] A necromancer tries to find the perfect gift for his daughter. | She was going to be sixteen this year. How time flies. Part of me wished I'd never killed her mother, but it was the only things keeping me from my path.
"So, what are you getting me for me birthday?"
The question echoed in my head as I worked. At least she didn't ask to go out into the world again. I don't know how... | Roses, Tulips, red and fair.
Match her curly, golden hair.
A gift to find, a present to give.
Eyes are blind and corpses live.
A bone, a skull, a piece of brain.
A hand and feet that dance in rain.
My dearest daughter's growing up.
I hope the next has better luck.
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A poem I wrote but don't know why. ... | |
[WP] A necromancer tries to find the perfect gift for his daughter. | A pungent aroma of aftershave emanated from the father's neck, preceding him as he walked into the room well-dressed. His daughter turned her head in disgust as he leaned in closely for a kiss, wrinkling and creasing his once immaculate shirt. With a small smile and a light chuckle, he rose and straightened his tie, cr... | Roses, Tulips, red and fair.
Match her curly, golden hair.
A gift to find, a present to give.
Eyes are blind and corpses live.
A bone, a skull, a piece of brain.
A hand and feet that dance in rain.
My dearest daughter's growing up.
I hope the next has better luck.
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A poem I wrote but don't know why. ... | |
[WP] A necromancer tries to find the perfect gift for his daughter. | "Rebecca will understand." He convinced himself. He had overheard her talking with her mother about getting a puppy, her previous dog had been disposed of. The basement was dimly lit; a lump of mouldy fur and flesh lied in the centre of the floor, surrounded with candlelight. A fragile body covered with bloody sheets l... | "My love. It's been a long time. I wanted you to know from me. Today is Clara's birthday. Our little girl is turning 16. Can you believe it? Just yesterday we three had so many plans. And I still can't talk about girl stuff. All that black and pink. Ergh! There are days when she looks just like you. All colorful. All s... | |
[WP] A necromancer tries to find the perfect gift for his daughter. | "Athanasia!" The Necromancer bursts though the portal that separates the couples worlds, entering a world vomiting with bright and life- Lively plants complete with lively creatures. The only thing lively thing that captivates him is that elegant woman standing in the middle, not so much the over zealous life she bring... | "My love. It's been a long time. I wanted you to know from me. Today is Clara's birthday. Our little girl is turning 16. Can you believe it? Just yesterday we three had so many plans. And I still can't talk about girl stuff. All that black and pink. Ergh! There are days when she looks just like you. All colorful. All s... | |
[WP] A necromancer tries to find the perfect gift for his daughter. | "Athanasia!" The Necromancer bursts though the portal that separates the couples worlds, entering a world vomiting with bright and life- Lively plants complete with lively creatures. The only thing lively thing that captivates him is that elegant woman standing in the middle, not so much the over zealous life she bring... | "I'm sure she will love it." Grixx carried a plain brown box down the hall. He wasn't one for wrapping presents and his daughter would certainly understand. From inside the box came a noise. He hit the side with his fist to hush the contents.
He set it down on her bed. When she finally opened it, she found a doll tha... | |
[WP] A necromancer tries to find the perfect gift for his daughter. | "I just don't want to be a failure of a father too." Said the withered figured in a bright blue robe. Scattered across the alchemy table I front of him was a mixture of single patently guides and teen magazines. An undead corpse of a woman stepped behind him and began to rub his shoulders. "It's alright honny, I am sur... | Pacing back and forth. I did that far too much, one day I would wear a hole through the floor. Then again, that would be impressive, as you can't exactly wear a hole through the earth. The underground bunker was my own private space. Dank. Gloomy. Cold. Perfect place for a necromancer. It also helped that it was a forg... | |
[WP] A necromancer tries to find the perfect gift for his daughter. | "I HATE you Dad! How could you do this to me!" Tabitha cried as she slammed the door to her roomed closed. Her father Grimlock, honestly confused, was taken aback at her reaction to his birthday present.
"Tabby dear, whats the matter? Don't you love the gift I got you, isn't it just what you said you've always wanted... | "A corpse? No... Perhaps a sacrifice? Nah, too bloody and I'd need a scalpel. A reanimated corpse? Yes...She'll like that. Oh, I'll have to get a celebrity, oh! So much choice!"
The old necromancer was tying a belt around his old black robe. He examined one of the grey swirls on his cloak and marched out of the room s... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | I slept under the stars and dreamt the taste of Saxon blood. When I awoke, I lay in a cloud and the sky was gone.
My arms were free but my body felt sluggish as if submerged in water, and with some effort I sat up and tried to blink away the confusion. My eyes adjusted and I realized it was still night, I was indoors,... | *Mr. Askelrod,*
*In your possession you shall find a silenced pistol, three clips of ammunition, and three photographs. The photographs consist of the likenesses of Adolf Hitler, Josef Stalin, and Leon Trotsky.*
*You must kill them, or we will kill your ancestors.*
*Welcome to Vienna, 1913.*
That was what the note ... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | I sat on the bed with my face in my hands and the letter wrinkled between my fingers. Why me? Why was I chosen to accomplish this task? A feeling of sickness came across my stomach as I had regretted a lifetime of not paying attention in history class. I knew Hitler was German and Stalin was Russian. But who was this o... | *Mr. Askelrod,*
*In your possession you shall find a silenced pistol, three clips of ammunition, and three photographs. The photographs consist of the likenesses of Adolf Hitler, Josef Stalin, and Leon Trotsky.*
*You must kill them, or we will kill your ancestors.*
*Welcome to Vienna, 1913.*
That was what the note ... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | What do you have against Trotsky? | *Mr. Askelrod,*
*In your possession you shall find a silenced pistol, three clips of ammunition, and three photographs. The photographs consist of the likenesses of Adolf Hitler, Josef Stalin, and Leon Trotsky.*
*You must kill them, or we will kill your ancestors.*
*Welcome to Vienna, 1913.*
That was what the note ... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | *It had to be Trotsky. Stalin and Hitler had their armies now and I couldn't reach them. Not easily. Not quick enough. I couldn't afford to lose mama too. If only that time bomb in '39 had worked. I could have stopped this. I could have stopped everything.*
Misha was at the door and he saw me coming.
"Good evening, ... | *Mr. Askelrod,*
*In your possession you shall find a silenced pistol, three clips of ammunition, and three photographs. The photographs consist of the likenesses of Adolf Hitler, Josef Stalin, and Leon Trotsky.*
*You must kill them, or we will kill your ancestors.*
*Welcome to Vienna, 1913.*
That was what the note ... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | More often than not, the average person actually does not have a very good understanding of firearms. Point the end with hole in it at whatever you want to kill and pull the trigger, right? Maybe thumb down the firing hammer if you *really mean it*.
Well, not exactly. Guns don't just fire when you pull the trigger...... | *Mr. Askelrod,*
*In your possession you shall find a silenced pistol, three clips of ammunition, and three photographs. The photographs consist of the likenesses of Adolf Hitler, Josef Stalin, and Leon Trotsky.*
*You must kill them, or we will kill your ancestors.*
*Welcome to Vienna, 1913.*
That was what the note ... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | That's not my phone?
I looked at my nightstand where I *was* reaching for my phone, apparently I had slept past my alarm and needed to check the time.
**HOLY SHIT THAT'S A BIG ASS PISTOL**
Am I still tripping? I dropped the pistol I had grabbed reaching for my phone. Why is there a pistol on my night stand? Where th... | *Mr. Askelrod,*
*In your possession you shall find a silenced pistol, three clips of ammunition, and three photographs. The photographs consist of the likenesses of Adolf Hitler, Josef Stalin, and Leon Trotsky.*
*You must kill them, or we will kill your ancestors.*
*Welcome to Vienna, 1913.*
That was what the note ... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | I slept under the stars and dreamt the taste of Saxon blood. When I awoke, I lay in a cloud and the sky was gone.
My arms were free but my body felt sluggish as if submerged in water, and with some effort I sat up and tried to blink away the confusion. My eyes adjusted and I realized it was still night, I was indoors,... | After a back-and-forth battle between Ambien and insomnia, I give in to the latter. As I adjust, my senses become overloaded with confusion. My Tempurpedic feels harder than biscuits from KFC, the stench of horseshit is so strong I can taste it, and the decor looks like my grandmother picked it out. I sit up and notice... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | I sat on the bed with my face in my hands and the letter wrinkled between my fingers. Why me? Why was I chosen to accomplish this task? A feeling of sickness came across my stomach as I had regretted a lifetime of not paying attention in history class. I knew Hitler was German and Stalin was Russian. But who was this o... | After a back-and-forth battle between Ambien and insomnia, I give in to the latter. As I adjust, my senses become overloaded with confusion. My Tempurpedic feels harder than biscuits from KFC, the stench of horseshit is so strong I can taste it, and the decor looks like my grandmother picked it out. I sit up and notice... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | What do you have against Trotsky? | After a back-and-forth battle between Ambien and insomnia, I give in to the latter. As I adjust, my senses become overloaded with confusion. My Tempurpedic feels harder than biscuits from KFC, the stench of horseshit is so strong I can taste it, and the decor looks like my grandmother picked it out. I sit up and notice... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | *It had to be Trotsky. Stalin and Hitler had their armies now and I couldn't reach them. Not easily. Not quick enough. I couldn't afford to lose mama too. If only that time bomb in '39 had worked. I could have stopped this. I could have stopped everything.*
Misha was at the door and he saw me coming.
"Good evening, ... | After a back-and-forth battle between Ambien and insomnia, I give in to the latter. As I adjust, my senses become overloaded with confusion. My Tempurpedic feels harder than biscuits from KFC, the stench of horseshit is so strong I can taste it, and the decor looks like my grandmother picked it out. I sit up and notice... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | I slept under the stars and dreamt the taste of Saxon blood. When I awoke, I lay in a cloud and the sky was gone.
My arms were free but my body felt sluggish as if submerged in water, and with some effort I sat up and tried to blink away the confusion. My eyes adjusted and I realized it was still night, I was indoors,... | As I wake, I have the unmistakeable all too familiar feeling of a hangover slowly creeping up my neck and into the deep recesses of my brain. As the room slowly pools into focus I notice that the light casting devious shadows around the room is especially dim.
That's also when I notice the single light bulb swinging ... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | I sat on the bed with my face in my hands and the letter wrinkled between my fingers. Why me? Why was I chosen to accomplish this task? A feeling of sickness came across my stomach as I had regretted a lifetime of not paying attention in history class. I knew Hitler was German and Stalin was Russian. But who was this o... | As I wake, I have the unmistakeable all too familiar feeling of a hangover slowly creeping up my neck and into the deep recesses of my brain. As the room slowly pools into focus I notice that the light casting devious shadows around the room is especially dim.
That's also when I notice the single light bulb swinging ... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | What do you have against Trotsky? | As I wake, I have the unmistakeable all too familiar feeling of a hangover slowly creeping up my neck and into the deep recesses of my brain. As the room slowly pools into focus I notice that the light casting devious shadows around the room is especially dim.
That's also when I notice the single light bulb swinging ... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | What do you have against Trotsky? | Having read the letter for the forth time Johnathan, a man of only 27 years, stared into the clear sky above. Taking a deep breath and looking down at his lap, his eyes locked onto the last line of the musty letter... "Kill them" it read. Sliding the silenced 1911 into his back pocket he put on his glasses, lit his las... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | I sat on the bed with my face in my hands and the letter wrinkled between my fingers. Why me? Why was I chosen to accomplish this task? A feeling of sickness came across my stomach as I had regretted a lifetime of not paying attention in history class. I knew Hitler was German and Stalin was Russian. But who was this o... | It's a heavy toll, time travel that is. The first thing that gives as the energy that holds together all the millions of atoms that make up your physical body is your vision. It's a senses overload, the bright lights and heat from the intense burst of energy required to perform such a seemingly impossible task. It take... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | What do you have against Trotsky? | It's a heavy toll, time travel that is. The first thing that gives as the energy that holds together all the millions of atoms that make up your physical body is your vision. It's a senses overload, the bright lights and heat from the intense burst of energy required to perform such a seemingly impossible task. It take... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | Again!
This, *again*. Go back…evil men…blah blah…oh, who comes up with this stuff? When I signed up for the time-travelling assassin get-out-of-jail-almost-free (but mainly get-out-of-jail) card they never told me about all the synthetic drama I'd have to put up with. I mean, sure, I understand, manipulating history i... | It's a heavy toll, time travel that is. The first thing that gives as the energy that holds together all the millions of atoms that make up your physical body is your vision. It's a senses overload, the bright lights and heat from the intense burst of energy required to perform such a seemingly impossible task. It take... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | *It had to be Trotsky. Stalin and Hitler had their armies now and I couldn't reach them. Not easily. Not quick enough. I couldn't afford to lose mama too. If only that time bomb in '39 had worked. I could have stopped this. I could have stopped everything.*
Misha was at the door and he saw me coming.
"Good evening, ... | It's a heavy toll, time travel that is. The first thing that gives as the energy that holds together all the millions of atoms that make up your physical body is your vision. It's a senses overload, the bright lights and heat from the intense burst of energy required to perform such a seemingly impossible task. It take... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | More often than not, the average person actually does not have a very good understanding of firearms. Point the end with hole in it at whatever you want to kill and pull the trigger, right? Maybe thumb down the firing hammer if you *really mean it*.
Well, not exactly. Guns don't just fire when you pull the trigger...... | It's a heavy toll, time travel that is. The first thing that gives as the energy that holds together all the millions of atoms that make up your physical body is your vision. It's a senses overload, the bright lights and heat from the intense burst of energy required to perform such a seemingly impossible task. It take... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | That's not my phone?
I looked at my nightstand where I *was* reaching for my phone, apparently I had slept past my alarm and needed to check the time.
**HOLY SHIT THAT'S A BIG ASS PISTOL**
Am I still tripping? I dropped the pistol I had grabbed reaching for my phone. Why is there a pistol on my night stand? Where th... | It's a heavy toll, time travel that is. The first thing that gives as the energy that holds together all the millions of atoms that make up your physical body is your vision. It's a senses overload, the bright lights and heat from the intense burst of energy required to perform such a seemingly impossible task. It take... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | Utopia is the idea that we can’t only make the world better, but perfect. Utopia is the thing that drives good men to do terrible things because they can’t imagine that they might be wrong. Utopia is the most horrifying idea in the world.
I wake up with a feeling of wrong-ness. Something deep inside me has become unh... | It's a heavy toll, time travel that is. The first thing that gives as the energy that holds together all the millions of atoms that make up your physical body is your vision. It's a senses overload, the bright lights and heat from the intense burst of energy required to perform such a seemingly impossible task. It take... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | I sat on the bed with my face in my hands and the letter wrinkled between my fingers. Why me? Why was I chosen to accomplish this task? A feeling of sickness came across my stomach as I had regretted a lifetime of not paying attention in history class. I knew Hitler was German and Stalin was Russian. But who was this o... | I slept under the stars and dreamt the taste of Saxon blood. When I awoke, I lay in a cloud and the sky was gone.
My arms were free but my body felt sluggish as if submerged in water, and with some effort I sat up and tried to blink away the confusion. My eyes adjusted and I realized it was still night, I was indoors,... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | What do you have against Trotsky? | I slept under the stars and dreamt the taste of Saxon blood. When I awoke, I lay in a cloud and the sky was gone.
My arms were free but my body felt sluggish as if submerged in water, and with some effort I sat up and tried to blink away the confusion. My eyes adjusted and I realized it was still night, I was indoors,... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | What do you have against Trotsky? | I sat on the bed with my face in my hands and the letter wrinkled between my fingers. Why me? Why was I chosen to accomplish this task? A feeling of sickness came across my stomach as I had regretted a lifetime of not paying attention in history class. I knew Hitler was German and Stalin was Russian. But who was this o... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | *It had to be Trotsky. Stalin and Hitler had their armies now and I couldn't reach them. Not easily. Not quick enough. I couldn't afford to lose mama too. If only that time bomb in '39 had worked. I could have stopped this. I could have stopped everything.*
Misha was at the door and he saw me coming.
"Good evening, ... | Again!
This, *again*. Go back…evil men…blah blah…oh, who comes up with this stuff? When I signed up for the time-travelling assassin get-out-of-jail-almost-free (but mainly get-out-of-jail) card they never told me about all the synthetic drama I'd have to put up with. I mean, sure, I understand, manipulating history i... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | More often than not, the average person actually does not have a very good understanding of firearms. Point the end with hole in it at whatever you want to kill and pull the trigger, right? Maybe thumb down the firing hammer if you *really mean it*.
Well, not exactly. Guns don't just fire when you pull the trigger...... | Again!
This, *again*. Go back…evil men…blah blah…oh, who comes up with this stuff? When I signed up for the time-travelling assassin get-out-of-jail-almost-free (but mainly get-out-of-jail) card they never told me about all the synthetic drama I'd have to put up with. I mean, sure, I understand, manipulating history i... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | That's not my phone?
I looked at my nightstand where I *was* reaching for my phone, apparently I had slept past my alarm and needed to check the time.
**HOLY SHIT THAT'S A BIG ASS PISTOL**
Am I still tripping? I dropped the pistol I had grabbed reaching for my phone. Why is there a pistol on my night stand? Where th... | Again!
This, *again*. Go back…evil men…blah blah…oh, who comes up with this stuff? When I signed up for the time-travelling assassin get-out-of-jail-almost-free (but mainly get-out-of-jail) card they never told me about all the synthetic drama I'd have to put up with. I mean, sure, I understand, manipulating history i... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | That's not my phone?
I looked at my nightstand where I *was* reaching for my phone, apparently I had slept past my alarm and needed to check the time.
**HOLY SHIT THAT'S A BIG ASS PISTOL**
Am I still tripping? I dropped the pistol I had grabbed reaching for my phone. Why is there a pistol on my night stand? Where th... | My heart froze as I read the letter. Whoever these people were they had made a terrible mistake! Out of all the people in the world... You see I vividly remember talking to my Grandmother about what she had done during the war for a history project at school. Needless to say, once she had told me, I had made up some s... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | Utopia is the idea that we can’t only make the world better, but perfect. Utopia is the thing that drives good men to do terrible things because they can’t imagine that they might be wrong. Utopia is the most horrifying idea in the world.
I wake up with a feeling of wrong-ness. Something deep inside me has become unh... | My heart froze as I read the letter. Whoever these people were they had made a terrible mistake! Out of all the people in the world... You see I vividly remember talking to my Grandmother about what she had done during the war for a history project at school. Needless to say, once she had told me, I had made up some s... | |
[WP] You woke up in a bedroom and found a modern silenced pistol and an envelope. Inside the envelope there's three photos and a letter. The letter writes "You are in Vienna, 1913. The pictures attached are Leon Trotsky, Josef Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Kill them or we will kill your ancestors." | Utopia is the idea that we can’t only make the world better, but perfect. Utopia is the thing that drives good men to do terrible things because they can’t imagine that they might be wrong. Utopia is the most horrifying idea in the world.
I wake up with a feeling of wrong-ness. Something deep inside me has become unh... | I awoke on an unfamiliar bed. I groaned and rolled over. The mattress felt too hard. I figured it was the bender I put on last night making me uncomfortable.
My eyes flickered open. The light streaming through the window hurt so much. I shaded my eyes and pushed myself into a hunched over sitting position.
My bed was... | |
[WP] Bob doesn't realise he's the last man on Earth because he's still receiving packages from Amazon. | August 25th 2017
Dear Diary,
It’s been about three months since the big ebola scare. I haven’t been outside other than just opening the door to pick up my Amazon packages. I haven’t heard from my sister for about two months. I hate talking to people, but I was willing to talk to her that day. We said goodbye just i... | “The person you are trying to call is unavailable,” the automated voice said. “Please hang up and try your call again.”
“Oh what the fuck,” Bob sighed. The last three packages sent to him by Amazon were empty boxes. Bob ordered Xbox 360 games, taking advantage of lowered prices since the release of the Xbox One. He’d... | |
[WP] In the year 2066, aliens invade Earth. Thanks to a few brave individuals, we steal the secret to time travel, and send back one intrepid person to spark a war so vicious that human weapons technology will be advanced enough in 2066 to take on the alien threat. His name: Adolph Hitler. | I squeezed hard on the throttle in my palm, and the ocean below me turned into a lightshow, the crisp blue dancing with fire, with a thousand shades of flame from the setting sun and the wreckage behind me. I was vaguely aware of the Needles that lanced down at me from miles overhead, perfectly aerodynamic forms enteri... | I don't write. But I think this is interesting. So maybe someone else can get an idea.
Fuck! What the fuck happened? Where the fuck am I? "YOU THERE, DON'T MOVE!" Came a strong voice down the other end of the dark, eerie alley. What happened......The last thing I remember is the panic. they were coming in, those sq... | |
[WP] In the year 2066, aliens invade Earth. Thanks to a few brave individuals, we steal the secret to time travel, and send back one intrepid person to spark a war so vicious that human weapons technology will be advanced enough in 2066 to take on the alien threat. His name: Adolph Hitler. | [The aliens needed a gripping area near human mouths in order for the invasion to be successful. It had to be just the right shape and size, and it had to be present on at least five percent of the population.](http://www.smbc-comics.com/index.php?id=2509#comic)
We didn't see the threat coming until it was too late. ... | I don't write. But I think this is interesting. So maybe someone else can get an idea.
Fuck! What the fuck happened? Where the fuck am I? "YOU THERE, DON'T MOVE!" Came a strong voice down the other end of the dark, eerie alley. What happened......The last thing I remember is the panic. they were coming in, those sq... | |
[WP] In the year 2066, aliens invade Earth. Thanks to a few brave individuals, we steal the secret to time travel, and send back one intrepid person to spark a war so vicious that human weapons technology will be advanced enough in 2066 to take on the alien threat. His name: Adolph Hitler. | “Do you think they’ll be gentle?” she asked.
“Bystro! Vot! Der'mo!” Rough voices yelled above the hammering on the bunker door.
“They spent twenty millions lives to get this far. What do you think?” I said, cold brown eyes appraising.
Eva made a soft noise of agreement, absentmindedly curling a twist of brown hair... | I don't write. But I think this is interesting. So maybe someone else can get an idea.
Fuck! What the fuck happened? Where the fuck am I? "YOU THERE, DON'T MOVE!" Came a strong voice down the other end of the dark, eerie alley. What happened......The last thing I remember is the panic. they were coming in, those sq... | |
[WP] In the year 2066, aliens invade Earth. Thanks to a few brave individuals, we steal the secret to time travel, and send back one intrepid person to spark a war so vicious that human weapons technology will be advanced enough in 2066 to take on the alien threat. His name: Adolph Hitler. | *October 14th, 2041, was a day like any other. Children went to school for 7 hours just as they had their entire lives. People walked, drove, or rode public transit to work. Families gathered at the dinner table and ate a home-cooked meal, as they always had. It was a typical, normal day.*
*October 15th, 2041...was th... | I don't write. But I think this is interesting. So maybe someone else can get an idea.
Fuck! What the fuck happened? Where the fuck am I? "YOU THERE, DON'T MOVE!" Came a strong voice down the other end of the dark, eerie alley. What happened......The last thing I remember is the panic. they were coming in, those sq... | |
[WP] In the year 2066, aliens invade Earth. Thanks to a few brave individuals, we steal the secret to time travel, and send back one intrepid person to spark a war so vicious that human weapons technology will be advanced enough in 2066 to take on the alien threat. His name: Adolph Hitler. | [The aliens needed a gripping area near human mouths in order for the invasion to be successful. It had to be just the right shape and size, and it had to be present on at least five percent of the population.](http://www.smbc-comics.com/index.php?id=2509#comic)
We didn't see the threat coming until it was too late. ... | Today was the same day I died the first time and the day I was born for the second time. Not many people could look back at their life and pinpoint the exact moment they became a monster. Not many people can remember every single day of their life clearly until the end they say. For me, it was quite the opposite. In my... | |
[WP] In the year 2066, aliens invade Earth. Thanks to a few brave individuals, we steal the secret to time travel, and send back one intrepid person to spark a war so vicious that human weapons technology will be advanced enough in 2066 to take on the alien threat. His name: Adolph Hitler. | “Do you think they’ll be gentle?” she asked.
“Bystro! Vot! Der'mo!” Rough voices yelled above the hammering on the bunker door.
“They spent twenty millions lives to get this far. What do you think?” I said, cold brown eyes appraising.
Eva made a soft noise of agreement, absentmindedly curling a twist of brown hair... | Today was the same day I died the first time and the day I was born for the second time. Not many people could look back at their life and pinpoint the exact moment they became a monster. Not many people can remember every single day of their life clearly until the end they say. For me, it was quite the opposite. In my... | |
[WP] In the year 2066, aliens invade Earth. Thanks to a few brave individuals, we steal the secret to time travel, and send back one intrepid person to spark a war so vicious that human weapons technology will be advanced enough in 2066 to take on the alien threat. His name: Adolph Hitler. | *October 14th, 2041, was a day like any other. Children went to school for 7 hours just as they had their entire lives. People walked, drove, or rode public transit to work. Families gathered at the dinner table and ate a home-cooked meal, as they always had. It was a typical, normal day.*
*October 15th, 2041...was th... | Today was the same day I died the first time and the day I was born for the second time. Not many people could look back at their life and pinpoint the exact moment they became a monster. Not many people can remember every single day of their life clearly until the end they say. For me, it was quite the opposite. In my... | |
[WP] In the year 2066, aliens invade Earth. Thanks to a few brave individuals, we steal the secret to time travel, and send back one intrepid person to spark a war so vicious that human weapons technology will be advanced enough in 2066 to take on the alien threat. His name: Adolph Hitler. | *October 14th, 2041, was a day like any other. Children went to school for 7 hours just as they had their entire lives. People walked, drove, or rode public transit to work. Families gathered at the dinner table and ate a home-cooked meal, as they always had. It was a typical, normal day.*
*October 15th, 2041...was th... | I squeezed hard on the throttle in my palm, and the ocean below me turned into a lightshow, the crisp blue dancing with fire, with a thousand shades of flame from the setting sun and the wreckage behind me. I was vaguely aware of the Needles that lanced down at me from miles overhead, perfectly aerodynamic forms enteri... | |
[WP] In the year 2066, aliens invade Earth. Thanks to a few brave individuals, we steal the secret to time travel, and send back one intrepid person to spark a war so vicious that human weapons technology will be advanced enough in 2066 to take on the alien threat. His name: Adolph Hitler. | *October 14th, 2041, was a day like any other. Children went to school for 7 hours just as they had their entire lives. People walked, drove, or rode public transit to work. Families gathered at the dinner table and ate a home-cooked meal, as they always had. It was a typical, normal day.*
*October 15th, 2041...was th... | [The aliens needed a gripping area near human mouths in order for the invasion to be successful. It had to be just the right shape and size, and it had to be present on at least five percent of the population.](http://www.smbc-comics.com/index.php?id=2509#comic)
We didn't see the threat coming until it was too late. ... | |
[WP] In the year 2066, aliens invade Earth. Thanks to a few brave individuals, we steal the secret to time travel, and send back one intrepid person to spark a war so vicious that human weapons technology will be advanced enough in 2066 to take on the alien threat. His name: Adolph Hitler. | *October 14th, 2041, was a day like any other. Children went to school for 7 hours just as they had their entire lives. People walked, drove, or rode public transit to work. Families gathered at the dinner table and ate a home-cooked meal, as they always had. It was a typical, normal day.*
*October 15th, 2041...was th... | “Do you think they’ll be gentle?” she asked.
“Bystro! Vot! Der'mo!” Rough voices yelled above the hammering on the bunker door.
“They spent twenty millions lives to get this far. What do you think?” I said, cold brown eyes appraising.
Eva made a soft noise of agreement, absentmindedly curling a twist of brown hair... | |
[WP] In the year 2066, aliens invade Earth. Thanks to a few brave individuals, we steal the secret to time travel, and send back one intrepid person to spark a war so vicious that human weapons technology will be advanced enough in 2066 to take on the alien threat. His name: Adolph Hitler. | *October 14th, 2041, was a day like any other. Children went to school for 7 hours just as they had their entire lives. People walked, drove, or rode public transit to work. Families gathered at the dinner table and ate a home-cooked meal, as they always had. It was a typical, normal day.*
*October 15th, 2041...was th... | “What do you mean, 'timing'?”
“Timing is the critical factor, Gus. This war, *this crime of ours.* If it is over before the atom bomb can be developed - and deployed - then this Great Standoff equivalent that you describe in your paper...”
"The Cold War?"
"...then your 'Cold War' hypothesis won't hold."
... | |
[WP] You just accidentally destroyed an entire alien race while trying to make First Contact. | *These are great tits.*
I grinned at myself in the full wall mirror, not even bothering to hide my wandering eyes ogling the low cut neckline of the wardrobe tech. She continued to natter on, padding my face with powder. Got to look good for the cameras, right?
As the “ON AIR” sign flips on, I bounce out onstage, w... | Do you realize how far radio waves travel? A long fucking way.
They knew we were here a long time before we knew they were. We've just been throwing signals around and out and everywhere... everything that could possibly every contact us just has to perk up their ears to know we're right here. Lucky for us, most life... | |
[WP] You're applying for a job in the bookstore. After the third interview, you realize this job is more than it seems. | "It seems like you're going to be a great fit here," Irvin said as I sat down in his office. He locked the door behind him and seated himself across from me. "You have a lot of experience in retail, which is great, and I called some of your references and they had wonderful things to say about you."
I smiled brightly,... | Derek leaned slightly on the wooden armrest of a now familiar chair, sitting in a now familiar office. Getting the phone call after an online application to *Rex's Books* had given the young man hope. The callback after the initial interview gave him even more. A third meeting meant he had all but secured the job.
T... | |
[WP] Several centuries in the future, your favorite fiction book is found, and believed to be historical fact. | "I dare you to say it."
"No, you say it!" The other child protested.
A pause, while the boy visibly worked up the courage.
"Volemort!" He squeaked. And covered his mouth in shock, at the exact moment their mother appeared.
"Albus! Don't ever let me catch you saying You-Know-Who's name again! Not in this househol... | "The world is a planet!"
"No it's not, it's a turtle flying through space, upon which there are four elephants who support the Discworld, stupid Roundworld conspiracy theorist!"
"This is LITERALLY Roundworld! The bloody Disc is a bloody work of fiction! There was a crossover that went into the science by contrasting ... | |
[WP] Write the history of a group (religion, country, people etc.) as a series of patch notes. | *Patch 1.1*
------------
- Removed Starting Zone *Garden of Eden* and related tree items. Players now spawn from *Eve* and subsequent women
- *Serpent* NPC nerfed and now unable to speak after player complaints
- GMs given *Fiery Sword* items to deal with problem player characters
- *Mark of Caine* given to grief... | ***Patch 0.0***
Adam and Eve are now equipped with shame coverings.
Adam and Eve have been cursed by a permanent passive, God's Wraith - Eve will now lose HP when she levels up and Adam will no longer be able to regenerate at the holy fountain.
***Patch 0.1***
Moses granted elemental abilities, can manipulate wat... | |
[WP] A colony ship leaves Earth to settle on an Earthlike exoplanet. Halfway there, they meet another colony ship heading in the opposite direction. | I stared through the thick glass porthole at the spacecraft as it loomed closer. It was enormous - maybe four and half times as large as the *Noah*, and we housed 350 personnel, 1.65 acres of enriched soil, and of course all the machinery needed to keep the whole operation running for 120 years.
The shape was also in... | We couldnt stay there anymore. Earth had decided long ago to cleanse itself of the virus that we were. We had mined, dumped and polluted the planet all to hell.
Hopefully, we would learn from our past mistakes and treat our new home a hell of a lot better. Our ship "DLuvian" is a great ship and should get us there saf... | |
[WP] A colony ship leaves Earth to settle on an Earthlike exoplanet. Halfway there, they meet another colony ship heading in the opposite direction. | “What do you mean, blue shifted?”
The captain’s puzzled whisper dropped abruptly into a ringing silence. The dining room was instantly quiet, as senior officers and the chosen passengers alike heard what by all rights should have been inaudible.
He gave an annoyed glance at the silent table, dabbed his mouth with t... | We couldnt stay there anymore. Earth had decided long ago to cleanse itself of the virus that we were. We had mined, dumped and polluted the planet all to hell.
Hopefully, we would learn from our past mistakes and treat our new home a hell of a lot better. Our ship "DLuvian" is a great ship and should get us there saf... | |
[WP] You have just died, and your eternal fate is being decided in trial by combat. Every deed you have ever done, good or bad, is now manifest as a soldier in a battle to determine the fate of your soul. | A sour wind blew through the air, rustling the dry grass of the endless field that would soon grow or wither depending upon the amount of blood shed by the man's spirit warriors.
On one side, an army of imps. Each imp donned rugged leather and bore clubs with spikes. They had the faces of swine and the horns and hoove... | I read a story here a week or so ago about Hitler being a time traveller who committed all his evil deeds in order to fast track combat technology and prevent humanity from suffering an even worse fate at the hands of invading aliens.
I would love to see this WP as a continuation of that story. | |
[WP] You have just died, and your eternal fate is being decided in trial by combat. Every deed you have ever done, good or bad, is now manifest as a soldier in a battle to determine the fate of your soul. | I turned to the guy who seemed to be in charge.
"So, my good deeds will battle my bad deeds?"
"No, not exactly. All of you is one army, the bigger the impact of each deed, the stronger the soldier. They will listen to your every command, and they will fight for you unto death."
"What happens if I lose?"
"Not sure, ... | I get into the arena. I look at my little companion with his little knife. Well at least he is armed. I am so going to lose. I feel like there is no possible chance at victory but I was told by the gruff guy at the entrance I had to go through with it.
The guy on the other side has a giant sword. He looks like he is a... |
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