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[WP] A demon can always turn someone's wishes into the most horrible of curses. But your wishes are so stupid and asinine that not even the greatest archdemon can turn them against you. | The red-skinned, scaly beast arched its long body down to the mortal. Its orange and gold eyes laid upon the human with wicked disdain and menacing mischief.
"To you, small mortal, I shall grant wishes three--your dreams and desires brought to be! However, beware, for that which you choose shall become the fate that d... | " 'Nother pony!" Ben yelled. Azagaradathoth sighed irritably.
"What color?" he asked the little boy hopefully.
*Give me anything, puny mortal,* he thought. While the gift of absolute patience tended to come with absolute immortality, there was nonetheless a rage beginning to curl at the edges of his consciousness at ... | |
[WP] A demon can always turn someone's wishes into the most horrible of curses. But your wishes are so stupid and asinine that not even the greatest archdemon can turn them against you. | "Three wishes? You sure?"
"Positive."
"Alright! I'm going to change the world. Yeah, man, it'd be nice if there were no such thing as mosquitoes, you know? Or, wait, I got it! I wish that mosquitoes were nice and polite to us and always used their turn signals so we'd know where they're flying."
". . ."
"Don't give... | " 'Nother pony!" Ben yelled. Azagaradathoth sighed irritably.
"What color?" he asked the little boy hopefully.
*Give me anything, puny mortal,* he thought. While the gift of absolute patience tended to come with absolute immortality, there was nonetheless a rage beginning to curl at the edges of his consciousness at ... | |
[WP] A demon can always turn someone's wishes into the most horrible of curses. But your wishes are so stupid and asinine that not even the greatest archdemon can turn them against you. | "Three wishes? You sure?"
"Positive."
"Alright! I'm going to change the world. Yeah, man, it'd be nice if there were no such thing as mosquitoes, you know? Or, wait, I got it! I wish that mosquitoes were nice and polite to us and always used their turn signals so we'd know where they're flying."
". . ."
"Don't give... | The red-skinned, scaly beast arched its long body down to the mortal. Its orange and gold eyes laid upon the human with wicked disdain and menacing mischief.
"To you, small mortal, I shall grant wishes three--your dreams and desires brought to be! However, beware, for that which you choose shall become the fate that d... | |
[WP] You were the only one crazy enough to take the immortality serum. It is now trillions of years in the future and you have witnessed the heat death of the universe... and its rebirth. You were not expecting what happened after the second big bang. | “Let’s bring him out” Topak muttered.
She worked some controls manually (she was a throwback who liked manual, old fashioned, but you know – arks!) The debug cylinder swirled with lights and gases as the Bose-Einstein field condensed, atoms slamming into place. After a moment, Reznik stepped out of the debug into the... | After having survived through natural disasters and every illness and battle known to mankind, I should have been more prepared. But nothing could have prepared me for what came next.
I watched as the world ended, the darkness engulfing me as the earth exploded into a million pieces. I couldn’t hear or see anything i... | |
[WP] You were the only one crazy enough to take the immortality serum. It is now trillions of years in the future and you have witnessed the heat death of the universe... and its rebirth. You were not expecting what happened after the second big bang. | No one made it out of the singularity. Despite the best efforts of the United Consciousness, entropy was an unassailable enemy. The heat death of the universe, and the ensuing void of all energy, blinked out the last light of consciousness.
Save for one.
With no earthly body left, his consciousness drifted freely acr... | For time out of mind I drifted, and I dreamed. What sustained me in the delirious eternity of nothing was wilder and wilder imaginations—as the clear memory of creation faded, not unlike the fading of the last white dwarves, as the whole universe went dark—the limits of what I had known slipped further into obscurity.
... | |
[WP] A family of the strongest super villains in the world was fighting over dinner. Apparently, the daughter is now dating a hero. | 'Who is it? I'll kill him!.' Vole suggested, steam wafing out of his ears. 'No damned hero will touch my sister and live.'
'Cool it, Vole.' Father demanded, tapping the side of his metal mask. 'You dont want to overheat the head and be stuck like this too.'
'Did you hear her? A hero! Not an alien, not a civil. A hero... | "Count Tyranical, you better back the fuck up before you find the fuck out." Doomlord Junior said.
"Language, Dominic." Doomlord Senior said sternly.
"Brother, twice, the pride, double the-"
"Don't finish it, Mark. Don't you dare-"
"Boys." Doomlord Senior may have been retired, but his voice was as commanding as e... | |
[WP] A family of the strongest super villains in the world was fighting over dinner. Apparently, the daughter is now dating a hero. | 'Who is it? I'll kill him!.' Vole suggested, steam wafing out of his ears. 'No damned hero will touch my sister and live.'
'Cool it, Vole.' Father demanded, tapping the side of his metal mask. 'You dont want to overheat the head and be stuck like this too.'
'Did you hear her? A hero! Not an alien, not a civil. A hero... | "You're kidding, right? You know it's the worst crime a villian can commit. You could get kicked out of the League of Evil Teens!"
"No, mom, I'm not kidding," Vanessa said with a kind smile on her face.
"What did we do wrong? We have you a stereotypical evil name, we punished you when you smiled..." Vanessa's mom p... | |
[WP] Due to ethical concerns, you can't use live humans for your teleportation experiments. In an attempt to prove its safe, you teleport a cadaver through-- it comes out on the other end alive again. | “Oh God.” said the crumpled mass. “Oh God.” I repeated mechanically.
I looked across the laboratory to the other teleportation node and back again. Grey eyes met mine. “I've done it!” I said. “And more still... Not to worry. No. We'll correct it later. A minor setback. Today has been a success.” And it had. I'd toiled... | ~~Incident report 1/17031-CSF~~
**Report Type**: Catastrophic Systems Failure. [UNREDACTED]
**Subject Status**: Unsecured. Reaction Force Non-Responsive. Site Command Non-Responsive.
**Report Summary**: At approximately 2:17am Pacific Standard Time, SORC and Zenith QRF teams were alerted to seismic activity beyond s... | |
[WP] You've always heard " its darkest just before dawn". You have to believe dawn is coming soon; but it's been 36 hours and its only getting darker. | Gabriel had never considered himself a virtuous man. He didn’t believe in God, go to Church on Sundays, help the homeless, or even any of his neighbours, really. In fact, he wouldn’t even say he was a good person. Definitely not a good samaritan. But when The Night hit, like everyone else, he was on the streets doing w... | Sarah turned off the television and slowly stood up. Following nightly protocol, it was now 9:45pm, and she needed to get ready for bed. She stretched, and her shape caught my eye as she ever so slightly bent her body to the side. The first time I saw her do it was in college, and I still found it adorable.
''This is ... | |
[WP] You've always heard " its darkest just before dawn". You have to believe dawn is coming soon; but it's been 36 hours and its only getting darker. |
I can’t stop my foot from tapping. *Tap tap tap* is the only noise I can hear since the power went out. When I was on the strip, over 24 hours ago, and it was still dark everyone was elated. If they were at all concerned they sure fooled me. I, on the other hand, was just utterly confused. After a whole night of dri... | Sarah turned off the television and slowly stood up. Following nightly protocol, it was now 9:45pm, and she needed to get ready for bed. She stretched, and her shape caught my eye as she ever so slightly bent her body to the side. The first time I saw her do it was in college, and I still found it adorable.
''This is ... | |
[WP] You've always heard " its darkest just before dawn". You have to believe dawn is coming soon; but it's been 36 hours and its only getting darker. | Darkest before the dawn they said. One day at a time they said. Let go and let God they said. Well it’d been 36 hours and, AA platitudes aside, I still didn’t feel any better. 36 hours ago was my last hit, my last injection of heroin. I was supposed to be over the hump by now.
Well not quite, but it wasn’t supposed t... | Sarah turned off the television and slowly stood up. Following nightly protocol, it was now 9:45pm, and she needed to get ready for bed. She stretched, and her shape caught my eye as she ever so slightly bent her body to the side. The first time I saw her do it was in college, and I still found it adorable.
''This is ... | |
[WP] You make a deal with a witch, but instead of them demanding your firstborn, they hand you theirs. | The little girl sat beneath the tree, an untidy mop of ruby red hair standing out against the dark oak tree trunk. Golden sunlight fell around her making her hair shine even brighter. A playful breeze made her hair even messier, and she shook her head against the wind. The branches shook and a rain of emerald green ... | All I wanted was a six pack. I worked out, starved myself, and could never make it work. My body is the most important thing to me, and I want it to show. The bitches arent going to fuck me if they dont like what they see.
I tried surgical options but they were too expensive and dangerous and the Doc said it might ... | |
[WP] Through an ancient ritual you magically tore your heart out of your body and sealed your soul in there, granting you immortality. The trouble is you were trying to do another ritual at the time, and you are absolutely freaking out after seeing your still beating heart lying on the floor | The room was quiet. The 13 figures standing around me were still. We were all staring, horrified, at the heart beating on the ground. I could barely feel the hole in my chest. I looked at the woman who had directed the ritual.
"What have you done? Why- HOW am I alive?" I was panicking. If this hadnt worked, then they... | “Ah sh-“ Xe cut xerself off, frantically flipping through xer carefully printed spell book.
“What did I do this time....”
When xe had started the ritual of healing, they hadn’t expected to *expel* xer heart instead of healing it.
“There!” Xe gasped. Xe had found what xe had done.
“Oh no...”
Xe had never wanted imm... | |
[WP] You wake up on a Monday morning late for work only to find out that a Zombie Apocalypse has started. | It's amazing how your mind focuses on the minutiae of life.
*bzzzz* <snooze> *bzzzz* <snooze> *bzzzz* <snooze> *bzzzz* <snooze> *bzzzz* <snooze>
Each snooze is ten more blessed minutes of sleep.
This weekend was so much fun that I barely remember it.
Hitting snooze five times?
Pr... | We were popping off champagnes, swallowing lemon meringues and
having a bubbly time over some odd boardgames I just found in my shelf, until
that is, the smoke alarm started blaring – the oven was smoking! My pizza was
so going to be scorched. I rushed to the greasy toaster and pried hard as I
willed to open the stubbo... | |
[WP] On the run from mercenaries, a young girl stumbles into an old Greek temple and in a last ditch effort to save herself, begs for help from whichever god or goddess it belongs to. She didn't expect them to show up in person. | Lydia felt pain shoot up her leg as her foot twisted amongst the rocks on the beach. She fell forward, towards the sandy beech. She reached her arms out to brace her fall. She felt palms sink into the sand as her ankle throbbed in pain.
“I don’t have much time,” she thought to herself as she turned her head to see th... | Nia ran and ran and ran but those guys just wouldn't give up. Through the city, over the sea and now here in Greece, where she thought she had found solace, they were back on her trail again. The sun was setting and shops closing down, owners locking their doors and old men offering sacrifices to their old, forgotten g... | |
[WP] On the run from mercenaries, a young girl stumbles into an old Greek temple and in a last ditch effort to save herself, begs for help from whichever god or goddess it belongs to. She didn't expect them to show up in person. | Lilly scrambled up the cracked stone steps, her heart thundering in her chest. *why,* she thought, *why are they chasing me, what do they want?* She ran past old stone pillars and dropped to her stomach, she had to shimmy to fit through the crack at the base of the wall. The large doors were luckily blocked by chunks o... | Nia ran and ran and ran but those guys just wouldn't give up. Through the city, over the sea and now here in Greece, where she thought she had found solace, they were back on her trail again. The sun was setting and shops closing down, owners locking their doors and old men offering sacrifices to their old, forgotten g... | |
[WP] On the run from mercenaries, a young girl stumbles into an old Greek temple and in a last ditch effort to save herself, begs for help from whichever god or goddess it belongs to. She didn't expect them to show up in person. | Lydia felt pain shoot up her leg as her foot twisted amongst the rocks on the beach. She fell forward, towards the sandy beech. She reached her arms out to brace her fall. She felt palms sink into the sand as her ankle throbbed in pain.
“I don’t have much time,” she thought to herself as she turned her head to see th... | The silence of the forest was broken by shouting as the girl burst through the treeline. In the distance behind her she could see figures making their way through the slender trees.
Sophia turned and saw a building where she could take shelter, a small marble temple. The dry heat of the summer gave way to a pleasant... | |
[WP] On the run from mercenaries, a young girl stumbles into an old Greek temple and in a last ditch effort to save herself, begs for help from whichever god or goddess it belongs to. She didn't expect them to show up in person. | Lilly scrambled up the cracked stone steps, her heart thundering in her chest. *why,* she thought, *why are they chasing me, what do they want?* She ran past old stone pillars and dropped to her stomach, she had to shimmy to fit through the crack at the base of the wall. The large doors were luckily blocked by chunks o... | The silence of the forest was broken by shouting as the girl burst through the treeline. In the distance behind her she could see figures making their way through the slender trees.
Sophia turned and saw a building where she could take shelter, a small marble temple. The dry heat of the summer gave way to a pleasant... | |
[WP] On the run from mercenaries, a young girl stumbles into an old Greek temple and in a last ditch effort to save herself, begs for help from whichever god or goddess it belongs to. She didn't expect them to show up in person. | Lydia felt pain shoot up her leg as her foot twisted amongst the rocks on the beach. She fell forward, towards the sandy beech. She reached her arms out to brace her fall. She felt palms sink into the sand as her ankle throbbed in pain.
“I don’t have much time,” she thought to herself as she turned her head to see th... | "There she is!"
Sophia cursed under her breath and dodged behind a decaying column. Why couldn't her father have picked an honest job instead of making illegal hooch for the cruise lines? The world may never know. Now she was on the run from Nikos Niehos' thugs, who were intent on making her a bargaining chip against... | |
[WP] On the run from mercenaries, a young girl stumbles into an old Greek temple and in a last ditch effort to save herself, begs for help from whichever god or goddess it belongs to. She didn't expect them to show up in person. | Lilly scrambled up the cracked stone steps, her heart thundering in her chest. *why,* she thought, *why are they chasing me, what do they want?* She ran past old stone pillars and dropped to her stomach, she had to shimmy to fit through the crack at the base of the wall. The large doors were luckily blocked by chunks o... | "There she is!"
Sophia cursed under her breath and dodged behind a decaying column. Why couldn't her father have picked an honest job instead of making illegal hooch for the cruise lines? The world may never know. Now she was on the run from Nikos Niehos' thugs, who were intent on making her a bargaining chip against... | |
[WP] On the run from mercenaries, a young girl stumbles into an old Greek temple and in a last ditch effort to save herself, begs for help from whichever god or goddess it belongs to. She didn't expect them to show up in person. | Lydia felt pain shoot up her leg as her foot twisted amongst the rocks on the beach. She fell forward, towards the sandy beech. She reached her arms out to brace her fall. She felt palms sink into the sand as her ankle throbbed in pain.
“I don’t have much time,” she thought to herself as she turned her head to see th... | "'ey, there, now, none of that! You're killin' the mood!"
Antha turned, and despite her utter exhaustion and the terror of her flight, flinched at the sight of a man who, despite his tone, had neither cares nor clothes. He was holding a stout wooden staff overgrown with ivy coated with honey, of all things.
"Look, ... | |
[WP] On the run from mercenaries, a young girl stumbles into an old Greek temple and in a last ditch effort to save herself, begs for help from whichever god or goddess it belongs to. She didn't expect them to show up in person. | Lilly scrambled up the cracked stone steps, her heart thundering in her chest. *why,* she thought, *why are they chasing me, what do they want?* She ran past old stone pillars and dropped to her stomach, she had to shimmy to fit through the crack at the base of the wall. The large doors were luckily blocked by chunks o... | "'ey, there, now, none of that! You're killin' the mood!"
Antha turned, and despite her utter exhaustion and the terror of her flight, flinched at the sight of a man who, despite his tone, had neither cares nor clothes. He was holding a stout wooden staff overgrown with ivy coated with honey, of all things.
"Look, ... | |
[WP] On the run from mercenaries, a young girl stumbles into an old Greek temple and in a last ditch effort to save herself, begs for help from whichever god or goddess it belongs to. She didn't expect them to show up in person. | Sara ran the baying of the mercenaries' dogs tracking her. Why they were hunting her she didn't know she was a student helping on a dig. As she raced through the back trails and paths that seemed to have only be used by animals for years her desperation grew and grew.
There a flash of dressed stone turning into it sh... | Okay so I'm no Saint, let's establish that right now. I kill whomever my bosses point at, and I ask no questions. Sure, they may be fathers, mothers, or even young adults who just started their lives but, i usually comfort myself by saying, "Well they had mercenaries after them, how innocent could they be?"
I'm a merc... | |
[WP] On the run from mercenaries, a young girl stumbles into an old Greek temple and in a last ditch effort to save herself, begs for help from whichever god or goddess it belongs to. She didn't expect them to show up in person. | She ran like she’d never run before. The idle, panicky thought that she’d broken all her old track records flirted through her mind as she dashed through the broken, rock-strewn terrain. The beauty of the West Virginia mountains was lost on her as she heard the men closing in as her stamina flagged.
Bursting into a c... | Okay so I'm no Saint, let's establish that right now. I kill whomever my bosses point at, and I ask no questions. Sure, they may be fathers, mothers, or even young adults who just started their lives but, i usually comfort myself by saying, "Well they had mercenaries after them, how innocent could they be?"
I'm a merc... | |
[WP] On the run from mercenaries, a young girl stumbles into an old Greek temple and in a last ditch effort to save herself, begs for help from whichever god or goddess it belongs to. She didn't expect them to show up in person. | Sara ran the baying of the mercenaries' dogs tracking her. Why they were hunting her she didn't know she was a student helping on a dig. As she raced through the back trails and paths that seemed to have only be used by animals for years her desperation grew and grew.
There a flash of dressed stone turning into it sh... | "Well this is a surprise. No one has come to this shrine in thirty years."
Of course I'm on the run from mercenaries who have just slaughtered my whole village, but apparently that was not the weirdest thing the gods planned for today. Standing in front of me was Nemesis.
"Why are you here? No one talks to ME anymore... | |
[WP] On the run from mercenaries, a young girl stumbles into an old Greek temple and in a last ditch effort to save herself, begs for help from whichever god or goddess it belongs to. She didn't expect them to show up in person. | She ran like she’d never run before. The idle, panicky thought that she’d broken all her old track records flirted through her mind as she dashed through the broken, rock-strewn terrain. The beauty of the West Virginia mountains was lost on her as she heard the men closing in as her stamina flagged.
Bursting into a c... | "Well this is a surprise. No one has come to this shrine in thirty years."
Of course I'm on the run from mercenaries who have just slaughtered my whole village, but apparently that was not the weirdest thing the gods planned for today. Standing in front of me was Nemesis.
"Why are you here? No one talks to ME anymore... | |
[WP] On the run from mercenaries, a young girl stumbles into an old Greek temple and in a last ditch effort to save herself, begs for help from whichever god or goddess it belongs to. She didn't expect them to show up in person. | I didn't know where i was anymore. My legs felt like lead, and my lungs we're on fire. It was starting to get dark so i figured i had under an hour to make it back to the cruise ship before it left port. My family was probably worried sick. After all, I did ditch them halfway through the day to be on my own.
"There s... | "Well this is a surprise. No one has come to this shrine in thirty years."
Of course I'm on the run from mercenaries who have just slaughtered my whole village, but apparently that was not the weirdest thing the gods planned for today. Standing in front of me was Nemesis.
"Why are you here? No one talks to ME anymore... | |
[WP] On the run from mercenaries, a young girl stumbles into an old Greek temple and in a last ditch effort to save herself, begs for help from whichever god or goddess it belongs to. She didn't expect them to show up in person. | "Please, please help me!" She whimpered to the statue she was hiding behind. The boots were getting closer. The doors to the temple were flung open-
With a flash of green and the scent of fur, a woman with a bow and steely stare stood where a statue had been a moment before.
The mercenaries stood in confusion. They ... | An ancient, decrepit temple, too small for the tourists, too small for preservation groups. The young woman fumbled into its depths in the inky, humid darkness. The mercenaries, laser lights leading the way, followed her, stopping just inside the only door in, waiting for their eyes to adjust.
She stumbled and tumbled... | |
[WP] On the run from mercenaries, a young girl stumbles into an old Greek temple and in a last ditch effort to save herself, begs for help from whichever god or goddess it belongs to. She didn't expect them to show up in person. | "Please, please help me!" She whimpered to the statue she was hiding behind. The boots were getting closer. The doors to the temple were flung open-
With a flash of green and the scent of fur, a woman with a bow and steely stare stood where a statue had been a moment before.
The mercenaries stood in confusion. They ... | “Please, please help me Persephone! Please you’ve got to help! I don’t know what I did wrong!” I beg, falling to my knees as tears start to sting my eyes.
There’s multiple bangs on the door and I let out a whimper, anxiety overtaking me. I don’t want to die! I’m too young!
As I let out a desperate sob, light branches... | |
[WP] On the run from mercenaries, a young girl stumbles into an old Greek temple and in a last ditch effort to save herself, begs for help from whichever god or goddess it belongs to. She didn't expect them to show up in person. | "Please, please help me!" She whimpered to the statue she was hiding behind. The boots were getting closer. The doors to the temple were flung open-
With a flash of green and the scent of fur, a woman with a bow and steely stare stood where a statue had been a moment before.
The mercenaries stood in confusion. They ... | *Tap tap tap tap tap*
"H-How long will they chase m-me!"
*Tap tap tap tap tap*
"There she is, behind those bushes, get her!"
But they would not get her, like hell they wouldn't. Diana would keep running until the end of the world. Through cities and fields, deserts and-- in this case-- forests.
Wildly she threw st... | |
[WP] it is the distant future. Humanity has discovered another planet with city lights. The planet is about 1000 lightyears away. They send you and a small crew on a ship that can travel faster than light. You get there in a week, but the society is long gone. And what replaced them is horrifying. | *As we return from our venture out into the Sister System, I, Captain Jorge Tomas Katya, have taken excerpts from the crews’ logs to explain our discovery.*
**Lt Cmd. Spokane, Head Science Officer’s Log:**
It was so much like our own system; eight major planets with wanders on the peripherals. Scientists probably deba... | Robots roam. They don’t acknowledge you. They eat metal. Other travelers have come, all were scanned ships for WMDs. Once they determine exactly how little of a threat the new arrivals are, they nonchalantly ignore you. They feed off solar energy. Plant life doesn’t exist. The air is still rich with oxygen, but without... | |
[WP] You are a human chimera. An individual with two different sets of DNA, with a secret twin. Except you are the secret twin, trapped in your shared mind, unheard. The morning after your 21st birthday you find out that you can communicate with your twin and have some control over your body. | When I was a kid, I had this imaginary friend named Ted. Like all kids, I had a pretty vivid imagination, and would honestly believe that Ted was telling me things. One rule Ted told me to never break was to not tell anyone his name. He didn’t care if anyone knew he existed, he just warned me to never tell anyone his r... | It huuuuuurts.
It huuuuuuuuuuurts.
It's such a nuisance. Why does Kevin have to be such a heavy drinker?
I'm a chimera. Science doesn't seem to know I exist. A full-blown person residing inside another's mind. I know this because Kevin, my twin, did an essays on human chimeras in high school. During the course of th... | |
[WP] While you're dealing with your daughter's demonic possession, you find out a sorcerer is hunting down the spirit, but unlike an exorcist, he doesn't care about the well being of the host. | It was a wonderful Friday. Boss called in earlier, notifying us about the sudden maintenance due to a busted pipe that flooded our floor overnight with murky brown water. *Glad I wasn't there when that happened.*
"Day's off, I'll tell you guys if the problem's fixed by tomorrow," Boss said, and I was sure I could ima... | "Kaz'hum the Sinful," snarled the man. "I can sense his foul presence wherever he walks."
Three sets of eyes stared blankly at him, yet he continued. "He is the guardian of the shadow realm. We must extinguish him from the world."
"So," I interrupted. "What do you suggest? Some therapy, some prayers? I'm willing to p... | |
[WP] You are a villain who kidnapped the smart guy on your nemesis team, they tell you that nobody will come for them and that the hero doesn't care. You didn't believe them at first but it been a month and nobody shows up and after once again hearing them cry at night you had enough. | PART 1
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A cold gust blew just outside the stone walls of the castle. Weak as the wind was, it still shook the bricks of the room that a single man sat in, chained to a wooden chair. The man shivered, and as he did the wooden legs of the chairs shook and shuddered, appearing as though they were ready to gi... | The crying had become intolerable. It wouldn’t be so bad if he had sound-proofed the room, but the last time he did that the ‘heroes’ had been able to make their escape plans without them knowing. Better to be safe than sorry.
Dr. Diabolical (*Not* his name, and he had a Ph.D., not that anyone cared) paced the comman... | |
[WP] "You are the chosen one!" boomed the old wizard. "I was there when the prophecy was written" replied the farmboy, "and you have no idea how wrong you are". | “Did you ever meet Harald the mad seer?” the farm girl asked.
“I have not. But his wisdom is of great renown. His prophecies have guided our kingdom into a golden age. His oracular powers are beyond compare.”
“He was a drunk who routinely smelled of his own sick.” said the farm girl. “And, for reasons which I would r... | So many wasted hours in the keep, studying. So many wasted months and years chanting and mixing. So much lost time. The white blight had devoured kingdom after kingdom, consuming every silo of grain, maddening the livestock, and sickening and killing prince and peasant alike. After the order had finally come to its sen... | |
[WP] "You are the chosen one!" boomed the old wizard. "I was there when the prophecy was written" replied the farmboy, "and you have no idea how wrong you are". | “Did you ever meet Harald the mad seer?” the farm girl asked.
“I have not. But his wisdom is of great renown. His prophecies have guided our kingdom into a golden age. His oracular powers are beyond compare.”
“He was a drunk who routinely smelled of his own sick.” said the farm girl. “And, for reasons which I would r... | “There? How can you have been there, boy? The prophecy is 500 years old.”
The farmboy stood mute before the wizard.
“Now calm down”, the Wizard continued, “I know you are not prepared for this news. I know the idea of facing the Dark Lord might seem daunting, but I promise you I will help you prepare. You will face h... | |
[WP] You think you’re an ordinary person until you start dating somebody. As soon as they tell you they love you, every single memory they have of you is completely wiped. | I've tried far too many times to tell them that the phrase would mean the end of it all. Every time, I'd warn them, and every time, they would brush it off or promise to not say the phrase, then accidentally let it slip while on a date. It's happened so many times that I learned exactly what to say after their memory g... | "I love you"
She looked at me like I was her greatest secret. I felt it though. It was like her hands got nervous.
She pulled away.
"I'm sorry, what's happening."
She stepped back from me, turning left and right looking for help. We were at the boardwalk.
I tried to grab her hands again.
"Emily-"
"Stop! Pleas... | |
[WP] You are on trial for a murder. There were a dozen witnesses, video footage of the murder, a signed confession, fingerprints on the murder weapon and more. But you really are innocent, and you can prove it. | "And you are certain you saw who pulled the trigger?" the prosecutor repeated, cocking his head at the trembling girl on the stand. She nodded quickly.
"Please verbalise that for the transcript," the prosecutor prompted.
"Yes."
"Alright, and who did you tell police it was?"
The girl looked straight across the c... | "Stall."
I was only half listening before, following the news on the tv in the corner. Someone was apparently arguing a client's innocence based on the claim that, according to all government records, they never existed-- something I'd never heard before, and believe me, I've heard it all. I had figured the man in fro... | |
[WP] You pass by the same girl every day for six years of your life. Then one day, you sit down next to her. She ignores you. Then you open your mouth and speak. Shocked, she turns to you, "You can see me?" | "Of course," I said, chuckling a little nervously. My grin fades, however, when I notice that tears are pooling in her eyes. "Whoa hey," I say, instinctively reaching my arms out to comfort her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you or anything."
She leaned away from my outstretched hands, as if there was something ... | "You... can see me?" She asked with wide icy eyes. I surveyed her thin face. She looked as if she hadn't eaten a decent, or even half decent meal in a while. Looking at her rail thin frame, and tattered clothes, she looked like she hadn't seen ANYTHING decent for a while. "I thought nobody could. Not even mommy can see... | |
[WP] You pass by the same girl every day for six years of your life. Then one day, you sit down next to her. She ignores you. Then you open your mouth and speak. Shocked, she turns to you, "You can see me?" | "You can see me?" The girl asks, clearly bewildered.
"Yeah," you reply, "of course I can see u, why wouldn't I?"
"Oh crap, crap, crap, bloody idiots cutting funding again-" she ranted.
"Hey, hey, slow down," you say, "What are you on about?"
"Ahh, no, no, no," she keeps ranting, not even seeing you it seems. She ta... | "You... can see me?" She asked with wide icy eyes. I surveyed her thin face. She looked as if she hadn't eaten a decent, or even half decent meal in a while. Looking at her rail thin frame, and tattered clothes, she looked like she hadn't seen ANYTHING decent for a while. "I thought nobody could. Not even mommy can see... | |
[WP] You pass by the same girl every day for six years of your life. Then one day, you sit down next to her. She ignores you. Then you open your mouth and speak. Shocked, she turns to you, "You can see me?" | 'You can see me?' she asked, bewildered.
Not the answer I expected. But I guess she would think I am crazy talking to a stranger.
I have seen her for the past 6 years of my life as I went to school. Wearing a white one-piece dress. A cross necklace on her neck. Her ethereal beauty tinged with a hint of sadness as sh... | "You... can see me?" She asked with wide icy eyes. I surveyed her thin face. She looked as if she hadn't eaten a decent, or even half decent meal in a while. Looking at her rail thin frame, and tattered clothes, she looked like she hadn't seen ANYTHING decent for a while. "I thought nobody could. Not even mommy can see... | |
[WP] You pass by the same girl every day for six years of your life. Then one day, you sit down next to her. She ignores you. Then you open your mouth and speak. Shocked, she turns to you, "You can see me?" | She was always reading the same book. I think that was the first thing I noticed about her. Every day, at the same time, the same book. For six years. I guess it's weird that I noticed it was the same book before I even realized that she also wore the same dress. No matter the weather.
I try to keep my eyes to myself ... | "You... can see me?" She asked with wide icy eyes. I surveyed her thin face. She looked as if she hadn't eaten a decent, or even half decent meal in a while. Looking at her rail thin frame, and tattered clothes, she looked like she hadn't seen ANYTHING decent for a while. "I thought nobody could. Not even mommy can see... | |
[WP] You pass by the same girl every day for six years of your life. Then one day, you sit down next to her. She ignores you. Then you open your mouth and speak. Shocked, she turns to you, "You can see me?" | I'm lying down on my bed, with the fan on at full speed. I can hear the water dripping in drops in the bathroom. I've shut off the windows, and locked the door. *Tip.....Tip.....Tip.* He's there, John. My John.
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I think i have a headache. I probably should've had some food today. I think mom was calling ... | "You... can see me?" She asked with wide icy eyes. I surveyed her thin face. She looked as if she hadn't eaten a decent, or even half decent meal in a while. Looking at her rail thin frame, and tattered clothes, she looked like she hadn't seen ANYTHING decent for a while. "I thought nobody could. Not even mommy can see... | |
[WP] You pass by the same girl every day for six years of your life. Then one day, you sit down next to her. She ignores you. Then you open your mouth and speak. Shocked, she turns to you, "You can see me?" | "You can see me?" The girl asks, clearly bewildered.
"Yeah," you reply, "of course I can see u, why wouldn't I?"
"Oh crap, crap, crap, bloody idiots cutting funding again-" she ranted.
"Hey, hey, slow down," you say, "What are you on about?"
"Ahh, no, no, no," she keeps ranting, not even seeing you it seems. She ta... | Every morn, I leave my apartment and stroll three blocks to the café and buy a bal’tel’s portion of my favorite, to go. I have the usual banter with the barista, and elicit an adorable snort from the cute dryaud at the center patio table. Then I take the tram to work. Teach a couple classes in the morning, grade a... | |
[WP] You pass by the same girl every day for six years of your life. Then one day, you sit down next to her. She ignores you. Then you open your mouth and speak. Shocked, she turns to you, "You can see me?" | 'You can see me?' she asked, bewildered.
Not the answer I expected. But I guess she would think I am crazy talking to a stranger.
I have seen her for the past 6 years of my life as I went to school. Wearing a white one-piece dress. A cross necklace on her neck. Her ethereal beauty tinged with a hint of sadness as sh... | Every morn, I leave my apartment and stroll three blocks to the café and buy a bal’tel’s portion of my favorite, to go. I have the usual banter with the barista, and elicit an adorable snort from the cute dryaud at the center patio table. Then I take the tram to work. Teach a couple classes in the morning, grade a... | |
[WP] You pass by the same girl every day for six years of your life. Then one day, you sit down next to her. She ignores you. Then you open your mouth and speak. Shocked, she turns to you, "You can see me?" | She was always reading the same book. I think that was the first thing I noticed about her. Every day, at the same time, the same book. For six years. I guess it's weird that I noticed it was the same book before I even realized that she also wore the same dress. No matter the weather.
I try to keep my eyes to myself ... | Every morn, I leave my apartment and stroll three blocks to the café and buy a bal’tel’s portion of my favorite, to go. I have the usual banter with the barista, and elicit an adorable snort from the cute dryaud at the center patio table. Then I take the tram to work. Teach a couple classes in the morning, grade a... | |
[WP] You pass by the same girl every day for six years of your life. Then one day, you sit down next to her. She ignores you. Then you open your mouth and speak. Shocked, she turns to you, "You can see me?" | I'm lying down on my bed, with the fan on at full speed. I can hear the water dripping in drops in the bathroom. I've shut off the windows, and locked the door. *Tip.....Tip.....Tip.* He's there, John. My John.
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I think i have a headache. I probably should've had some food today. I think mom was calling ... | Every morn, I leave my apartment and stroll three blocks to the café and buy a bal’tel’s portion of my favorite, to go. I have the usual banter with the barista, and elicit an adorable snort from the cute dryaud at the center patio table. Then I take the tram to work. Teach a couple classes in the morning, grade a... | |
[WP] You pass by the same girl every day for six years of your life. Then one day, you sit down next to her. She ignores you. Then you open your mouth and speak. Shocked, she turns to you, "You can see me?" | "You can see me?" The girl asks, clearly bewildered.
"Yeah," you reply, "of course I can see u, why wouldn't I?"
"Oh crap, crap, crap, bloody idiots cutting funding again-" she ranted.
"Hey, hey, slow down," you say, "What are you on about?"
"Ahh, no, no, no," she keeps ranting, not even seeing you it seems. She ta... | "Of course," I said, chuckling a little nervously. My grin fades, however, when I notice that tears are pooling in her eyes. "Whoa hey," I say, instinctively reaching my arms out to comfort her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you or anything."
She leaned away from my outstretched hands, as if there was something ... | |
[WP] You pass by the same girl every day for six years of your life. Then one day, you sit down next to her. She ignores you. Then you open your mouth and speak. Shocked, she turns to you, "You can see me?" | As I walked out of the cafe, freshly purchased sandwich clutched in my hands, my stride slowed a little. In the five minutes I’d spent agonising over pastrami or ham the tables outside had filled with diners.
I paused to scan the seating area. Although it was a trendy cafe with communal tables I didn’t really feel li... | I've always seen her around. We were in the same school, the same classes, we even rode the same bus. I didn't think too much of it, it's a small town after all. I never spoke to her, she seemed like the quiet type, and I didn't want to bother her. But, my friends weren't at school yet, and, why not talk to her? I coul... | |
[WP] You pass by the same girl every day for six years of your life. Then one day, you sit down next to her. She ignores you. Then you open your mouth and speak. Shocked, she turns to you, "You can see me?" | The rain had picked up considerably, it started out as a trickle and slowly progressed to a heavy pour. Sheets of water flowed on the sidewalk, pooling in potholes on the road. Anton had been walking home after spending a day finishing up his bachelor’s thesis in the library. He had been pulling a series of long days ... | I've always seen her around. We were in the same school, the same classes, we even rode the same bus. I didn't think too much of it, it's a small town after all. I never spoke to her, she seemed like the quiet type, and I didn't want to bother her. But, my friends weren't at school yet, and, why not talk to her? I coul... | |
[WP] You pass by the same girl every day for six years of your life. Then one day, you sit down next to her. She ignores you. Then you open your mouth and speak. Shocked, she turns to you, "You can see me?" | As I walked out of the cafe, freshly purchased sandwich clutched in my hands, my stride slowed a little. In the five minutes I’d spent agonising over pastrami or ham the tables outside had filled with diners.
I paused to scan the seating area. Although it was a trendy cafe with communal tables I didn’t really feel li... | I kept replaying the same damn thing over and over again in my mind. It was maddening. Lost in my own world, it took me a while to realize that i had a new companion by my side. And as if the day couldn't be worse, she was crying. I couldn't take it no more. "Stop crying!", i shouted at her. "You can see me?", said a h... | |
[WP] You pass by the same girl every day for six years of your life. Then one day, you sit down next to her. She ignores you. Then you open your mouth and speak. Shocked, she turns to you, "You can see me?" | The rain had picked up considerably, it started out as a trickle and slowly progressed to a heavy pour. Sheets of water flowed on the sidewalk, pooling in potholes on the road. Anton had been walking home after spending a day finishing up his bachelor’s thesis in the library. He had been pulling a series of long days ... | I kept replaying the same damn thing over and over again in my mind. It was maddening. Lost in my own world, it took me a while to realize that i had a new companion by my side. And as if the day couldn't be worse, she was crying. I couldn't take it no more. "Stop crying!", i shouted at her. "You can see me?", said a h... | |
[WP] The Bible was actually written by Lucifer, angry at his father after being sent to Hell. He wrote the book to portray all of God’s flaws, so imagine his shock when humans justify every wrongdoing and worship the story’s antagonist. | ((WARNING! Swearing will be used!))
Lucifer slammed his hand onto his seat's armrest angrily, his eyes burning like two coals after a night-long bonfire. "You have to be fucking kidding me! How!? They still love Him? After all he's done in that book? The flood that killed everyone, the pillar of salt thing? Even the s... | But the thing is, it was logical in the humanistic approach nonetheless. Lucifer was a good kid, but he was a teenager. So he was quite oblivious to this logic due to his obviously obscene and outrageous head, that when he did write all the stories in the book he was writing from the perspective of an emo angel. He was... | |
[WP] The Bible was actually written by Lucifer, angry at his father after being sent to Hell. He wrote the book to portray all of God’s flaws, so imagine his shock when humans justify every wrongdoing and worship the story’s antagonist. | Such outrage. I spent entire millennia devoted to telling the truth about God to humanity, to warning them about his anger, and yet they take what I’ve told them, twist it, and make ME out to be the villain. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised; Father always was the type to put his own words in someone else’s mouth. I a... | Writing prompt or factual account? Not only did Lucifer write the original Bible but he switched the roles of God and the Devil. In truth the rebellion in the heavens succeeded and it was God itself who was cast down to the Earth. In an attempt to save his most beloved creation she appeared in The Garden and gave the ... | |
[WP] "Dude, trust me. Don't be a hero, be a sidekick. You get less pressure, less work to do, more fun, be more popular at school, never really age and if the hero dies you will always fill their mantle. Just be careful not to die." | The waitress flicked on the ancient TV in the corner, its screen fuzzing up with static before leveling out to show a grainy security tape. The camera looked out onto a quiet midtown street. Though difficult to see, the pre-war buildings nearby had dramatically tall windows, cast iron gates, and ivy climbing up the wal... | Being a sidekick used to be so innocent and effortless. Never in my life would I have imagined this when Bennie talked me into checking the box that said “Sidekick” in the extracurricular section of our school forms. I remember it plain as day. He was so excited to check that box. He said there would be less pressure b... | |
[WP] "Dude, trust me. Don't be a hero, be a sidekick. You get less pressure, less work to do, more fun, be more popular at school, never really age and if the hero dies you will always fill their mantle. Just be careful not to die." | The waitress flicked on the ancient TV in the corner, its screen fuzzing up with static before leveling out to show a grainy security tape. The camera looked out onto a quiet midtown street. Though difficult to see, the pre-war buildings nearby had dramatically tall windows, cast iron gates, and ivy climbing up the wal... | Heroes were the goal of every young child. Everyone, at one point, dreamed of saving the world and donning a cape, even if they had fallen out of style. For some, it was more than a childhood whimsy and they held onto it long enough to truly pursue it. Such a decision was a rare thing. It took a lifetime of training an... | |
[WP] "Dude, trust me. Don't be a hero, be a sidekick. You get less pressure, less work to do, more fun, be more popular at school, never really age and if the hero dies you will always fill their mantle. Just be careful not to die." | *”Today on TMZ, Jolly is having her Britney breakdown. The former teen sidekick and reality TV star was captured at Papinno’s throwing a chair through the restaurant’s window. More later with an exclusive interview with her waiter, but fi—“* Jolly turned off the television and threw the remote on the other side of her ... | The breath of the hero smelled blue as they walked through the Fallen Heroes Memorial .
Each portrait they saw was a previous hero in the line of succession, the protectors of their city. Crime-fighters tend to die when fighting dirty people, like criminals. But regardless, he had something he wanted to show the sidek... | |
[WP] "Dude, trust me. Don't be a hero, be a sidekick. You get less pressure, less work to do, more fun, be more popular at school, never really age and if the hero dies you will always fill their mantle. Just be careful not to die." | The waitress flicked on the ancient TV in the corner, its screen fuzzing up with static before leveling out to show a grainy security tape. The camera looked out onto a quiet midtown street. Though difficult to see, the pre-war buildings nearby had dramatically tall windows, cast iron gates, and ivy climbing up the wal... | The breath of the hero smelled blue as they walked through the Fallen Heroes Memorial .
Each portrait they saw was a previous hero in the line of succession, the protectors of their city. Crime-fighters tend to die when fighting dirty people, like criminals. But regardless, he had something he wanted to show the sidek... | |
[WP] "Dude, trust me. Don't be a hero, be a sidekick. You get less pressure, less work to do, more fun, be more popular at school, never really age and if the hero dies you will always fill their mantle. Just be careful not to die." | The waitress flicked on the ancient TV in the corner, its screen fuzzing up with static before leveling out to show a grainy security tape. The camera looked out onto a quiet midtown street. Though difficult to see, the pre-war buildings nearby had dramatically tall windows, cast iron gates, and ivy climbing up the wal... | *”Today on TMZ, Jolly is having her Britney breakdown. The former teen sidekick and reality TV star was captured at Papinno’s throwing a chair through the restaurant’s window. More later with an exclusive interview with her waiter, but fi—“* Jolly turned off the television and threw the remote on the other side of her ... | |
[WP] People love your “random objects are actually cake” videos. Little do they know, you actually possess an enchanted knife that turns anything it cuts into cake, and you’re willing to use it to keep your secret. | *This should be interesting. It's an easy paycheck and I'll get a boost on Instagram.*
The picturesque English countryside was as beautiful as on TV. The trademark massive tent was surrounded by an army of people from the production. The director asked James to wait outside for the "reveal."
Inside the tent, the h... | Over the course of a few years, I've gotten fame and adoration, scorn and disbelief. People have praised and doubted my creations, and some even tried to expose the "truth" about me. But of course, the truth is not so easily obtained.
People would often lurk around where I live, gathering evidence of my life, sometim... | |
[WP] People love your “random objects are actually cake” videos. Little do they know, you actually possess an enchanted knife that turns anything it cuts into cake, and you’re willing to use it to keep your secret. | I definitely bit off more than I could chew this time.
This guy was way too well-known. Not only were people going to notice his disappearance, but it was going to garner a lot more than just local news coverage. Nope, this was going global, and I guess my little bakery was too.
I was usually so careful. I never lost ... | ‘People will eat ANYTHING if it looks and tastes like cake.’
My father told me this when I was a small warlock.
One day, he gave me his enchanted knife. Turned anything into cake. I dubbed it cakeomatic after late night commercials many of you will have forgotten.
My mom was not as nice as my pa. She asked him to us... | |
[WP] People love your “random objects are actually cake” videos. Little do they know, you actually possess an enchanted knife that turns anything it cuts into cake, and you’re willing to use it to keep your secret. | “Again, I appreciate the interview,” he said, waving away a fly that had managed to sneak its way in the house. “I think it’ll be a great piece for the site.”
I nodded, my eyes wild from the coffee I’d been chugging, so caffeinated I thought my heart could vibrate. It had been dumb to agree to an interview, but I alwa... | "This is so realistic," they say. "How do you do it?"
"Well, it takes lots of practice, and lots of tries. You should've seen my earlier attempts- they look like Picasso paintings!"
And then they'll laugh, and take another bite of the cake.
And then I'll smile, and my secret will be safe.
This time, it was my cowor... | |
[WP] People love your “random objects are actually cake” videos. Little do they know, you actually possess an enchanted knife that turns anything it cuts into cake, and you’re willing to use it to keep your secret. | "Your latest video was a bit too on-the-nose, Mister Church," the detective said, mockingly.
"Eh? I don't know what you mean." I tried to sound innocent--as innocent as one can sound sitting in an interrogation room in a prisoner's uniform, handcuffed to a table.
"Your *Missing Pieces* series. You'd show up where som... | "This is so realistic," they say. "How do you do it?"
"Well, it takes lots of practice, and lots of tries. You should've seen my earlier attempts- they look like Picasso paintings!"
And then they'll laugh, and take another bite of the cake.
And then I'll smile, and my secret will be safe.
This time, it was my cowor... | |
[WP] You are sent to hell for a crime that you didn't commit. Now you have to somehow prove your innocence from beyond the grave to get out. | Oscar Coleman was in Hell. There was nothing inherently hellish about the black carpet, the dark-brown sofas, or the red curtains on the walls that may or may not have concealed windows, but nonetheless the moment Oscar opened his eyes he knew with unquestionable certainty that this was indeed Hell. The single glance i... | "It's unheard of. A trial to get out of hell."
"There is no way he will win. The man is obviously guilty, I mean look at those eyes. They were black as night before he came down here!"
Just then a creature with the legs of a spider and torso of a man walked up and said, "SILENCE! All rise, Court of Hell is now in... | |
[WP] Magic lutes and magic flutes? Common. Enchanted guitars? Boring. Yet for the first time in a while, the bard in your party looks excited by the dungeon loot. Leaning over, you see it: a max-level sorcerous drum kit. | "I'm serious! Do you know how *hard* it is to get decent percussion in a dungeon? Clapping your hands is *not* an acceptable substitute."
The massive chest at the bottom of the dungeon contained a full set of drums - two snares, a bass drum, a high-hat and a cymbal - all of them glowing with high-level magic. Barro... | *Clop, clop, clop.*
I sighed loudly, but Johor knew better than to respond. Fortunately, Kond was less subtle.
“That’s IT! Johor, get rid of the damn horse!” he yelled, drawing his enormous axe and brandishing it.
“No can do, my violent friend,” Johor said with a grin and a twinkle in his eye. “This is a rare treasu... | |
[WP] You’ve always been average at everything you’ve attempted, never great, never terrible. But lately you’ve realized that you’re average at EVERYTHING you attempt. | "Hey, get this."
Kevin, who was apparently the the average friend an average person had, got my attention. He was reading something on his smartphone, probably an averagely clickbaity 'news' article.
"Suppose you had an opaque bingo dispenser. You know, one of those things that randomly spit out balls numbered from o... | Ever since I met that Gypsy woman, I’ve found something strange is happening to me. I am totally average. I was doing fairly well at my sales job, but overnight my numbers dropped to the middle of the pack. My nice sports car got wrecked and I got a normal sedan to replace it, as I couldn’t afford a nicer model. Everyt... | |
[WP] You’ve always been average at everything you’ve attempted, never great, never terrible. But lately you’ve realized that you’re average at EVERYTHING you attempt. | This one would be the real test. The Rubik’s Cube sat in front of me, hopelessly scrambled. I’d done no reading on how to solve it, and had avoided thinking about it up until this moment. And now the time had come. I started the timer and picked up the cube. I wasn’t quite sure *why* I moved the parts of the cube the w... | At first I was annoyed that everything I did and was ended up being average all the time.
Seriously, My name is James Smith, the blandest most common name in all of the US. I am exactly 175.4 centimeters tall, which is the exact average height in the US as well. Even my weight is average at 197.1 lb.
I'm part of th... | |
[WP] Humanity has utterly stagnated. Modern heros know nothing of self-sacrifice, duty, and discipline, nothing more than glorified celebrities only concerned with merchandise sponsorships. For the world's own good, the only villain that never lost to any hero comes out of retirement. | The doorbell echoed through the first floor of the building, rousing the man in the kitchen to his feet with a groan. He left his laptop open on the countertop, trotting towards the door as he checked his phone. Greeted with not so much as a single message on his lock screen, the man gave a soft sigh beneath his breath... | I sighed as I drew on the Syndex trousers. Their age and wear falling away as it contacted my skin. I didn't even glance at them more than to assure the buttons on the fly lined up properly.
"Still regal, 'Tomica" a voice said.i turned from the still open wardrobe.
"You can come too." I urged, not really thinkin... | |
I couldn't decide between stressing Normen's point of view or that of a task force meant to manage him. | [WP] He thought he was the world’s most boring man, living in a world of superpowers yet never having a single interesting experience. Observers know him as the world’s 5th most powerful being, the owner of S class reality alteration powers of the “Normalcy Enforcement,” type. Meet Normen... | SCP: 5603, Mr. Normal
Object class: Thaumiel
Special Containment Procedures:
SCP: 5603 is to be allowed to live a normal life in his home at ████████, OH and is to be left mostly alone unless needed desperately. Upon a time that SCP: 5603 is needed he is to be flown out to the location that he is required at.
... | Norman stepped out from underneath the t-rex’s foot as it came crashing down, sending up a billow of wind, dust and discarded trash. He turned to see what all the fuss was about and saw nothing but a beat-up car, alarm blaring. He shrugged. No doubt some superhero fight somewhere, causing problems as usual. He brushed ... |
[WP] Years ago you made a deal with Death, that he would kill anyone you wished so long as you offered a single life to him in return. Death thought it would teach you the value of life, but he didn't count on you owning an ant farm. | "What is the value of life?" I asked as an ant crawled across my thumb. "I guess that depends on the perspective of the killer. This ant, it has life, but not much value. At least, not to me."
Death sat across from me on my Lazy Boy, sipping hot tea. I liked our talks, but he was long ago weary of them. Funny thing is... | I'd become used to staring down Death as it sat on the stool opposite me, arms crossed and resting on the shiny and clean countertop. Don't know what expressions it made, but its bodily gestures betrayed its discomfort, and not because it sat on a wobbly stool.
"Take the bag," I said. "That's the deal."
Death's hood ... | |
[WP] A diner next to a cemetery is staffed by the ghosts of those buried nearby. Some of the staff know they're dead, but keep this a secret from the ones who don't. No one knows where the diner came from, it just appeared one day. But the food is so good that people in town keep coming back... | Martha had had enough of sitting around for twenty-two years. Those who had come after her had joyfully gone onto other astral planes, but somehow, she couldn’t progress. Though the horrifying experience of dying while giving birth had left her sorrowful initially, she tried to make the best of this state of limbo. Wit... | "To Dine For" fucking 'sosage' grade savage and prices to kill for, seriously I would kill for this food if I was dead broke & hungry enough. If only it wasnt so weird to see the kim clone waiting tables I'd be all up in there every day taking diabetes for a ride. Alas, kimmys been dead for like two maybe three yea... | |
[WP] A diner next to a cemetery is staffed by the ghosts of those buried nearby. Some of the staff know they're dead, but keep this a secret from the ones who don't. No one knows where the diner came from, it just appeared one day. But the food is so good that people in town keep coming back... | "Rip's Diner?" Jenna asked her dad with a bit of apprehension in her voice. Her father had brought her and her sister into the small mountain town for a short fishing trip and an opportunity to get back to Nature, if only for a short while. The place seemed eerie for a reason she couldn't quite put her finger on. The ... | "To Dine For" fucking 'sosage' grade savage and prices to kill for, seriously I would kill for this food if I was dead broke & hungry enough. If only it wasnt so weird to see the kim clone waiting tables I'd be all up in there every day taking diabetes for a ride. Alas, kimmys been dead for like two maybe three yea... | |
[WP] A diner next to a cemetery is staffed by the ghosts of those buried nearby. Some of the staff know they're dead, but keep this a secret from the ones who don't. No one knows where the diner came from, it just appeared one day. But the food is so good that people in town keep coming back... | "Rip's Diner?" Jenna asked her dad with a bit of apprehension in her voice. Her father had brought her and her sister into the small mountain town for a short fishing trip and an opportunity to get back to Nature, if only for a short while. The place seemed eerie for a reason she couldn't quite put her finger on. The ... | Martha had had enough of sitting around for twenty-two years. Those who had come after her had joyfully gone onto other astral planes, but somehow, she couldn’t progress. Though the horrifying experience of dying while giving birth had left her sorrowful initially, she tried to make the best of this state of limbo. Wit... | |
[WP] A diner next to a cemetery is staffed by the ghosts of those buried nearby. Some of the staff know they're dead, but keep this a secret from the ones who don't. No one knows where the diner came from, it just appeared one day. But the food is so good that people in town keep coming back... | "Coffee, hun?" She said with a beaming smile.
Johnny looked up, and shook his head. Even though that coffee was out of the world, a fourth cup would be pushing it.
The waitress gone, Johnny slunk back to his thoughts, staring into the walls.
Long ago, when that unknown painter would have stepped back to admire his h... | "So what's up with this place?" Morgan asked, holding his coffee cup to keep his hands steady.
"What about it?" Lou asked, leaning back in the booth. The seating afforded the pair with a wide view of the rest of the diner, the counter, the window into its kitchen, the patrons and staff.
"You know, the people working ... | |
[WP] A diner next to a cemetery is staffed by the ghosts of those buried nearby. Some of the staff know they're dead, but keep this a secret from the ones who don't. No one knows where the diner came from, it just appeared one day. But the food is so good that people in town keep coming back... | Five in the morning, as usual, I sit down in the corner booth of Jack’s Diner. I have been eating at Jack’s every morning for the past four months, and have always had an excellent time doing so. Perfectly mopped floors, perfectly kept tables, and, most importantly, perfect food. The only thing off about Jack’s is the ... | "So what's up with this place?" Morgan asked, holding his coffee cup to keep his hands steady.
"What about it?" Lou asked, leaning back in the booth. The seating afforded the pair with a wide view of the rest of the diner, the counter, the window into its kitchen, the patrons and staff.
"You know, the people working ... | |
[WP] A diner next to a cemetery is staffed by the ghosts of those buried nearby. Some of the staff know they're dead, but keep this a secret from the ones who don't. No one knows where the diner came from, it just appeared one day. But the food is so good that people in town keep coming back... | "Coffee, hun?" She said with a beaming smile.
Johnny looked up, and shook his head. Even though that coffee was out of the world, a fourth cup would be pushing it.
The waitress gone, Johnny slunk back to his thoughts, staring into the walls.
Long ago, when that unknown painter would have stepped back to admire his h... | All the angels of death wanted was to organise a feast. Now that modern medicine became so developed, the angels grew bored with the few death they got per year. The diner was their new solution.
The diner called to those who should have died, hadn't it been for modern medicine and healing techniques. The waiters of t... | |
[WP] A diner next to a cemetery is staffed by the ghosts of those buried nearby. Some of the staff know they're dead, but keep this a secret from the ones who don't. No one knows where the diner came from, it just appeared one day. But the food is so good that people in town keep coming back... | Five in the morning, as usual, I sit down in the corner booth of Jack’s Diner. I have been eating at Jack’s every morning for the past four months, and have always had an excellent time doing so. Perfectly mopped floors, perfectly kept tables, and, most importantly, perfect food. The only thing off about Jack’s is the ... | All the angels of death wanted was to organise a feast. Now that modern medicine became so developed, the angels grew bored with the few death they got per year. The diner was their new solution.
The diner called to those who should have died, hadn't it been for modern medicine and healing techniques. The waiters of t... | |
[WP] A diner next to a cemetery is staffed by the ghosts of those buried nearby. Some of the staff know they're dead, but keep this a secret from the ones who don't. No one knows where the diner came from, it just appeared one day. But the food is so good that people in town keep coming back... | The medium walked up to the front of the neon-lit diner, unsure what feeling was overwhelming her. It was like the world was shouting at her in a foreign language and all she could do was listen and not understand. It didn't help that the cemetery next door want exactly quiet. As she opened the door to the entrance, he... | "A what?!?"
If anyone had been counting, they could have told you that Abram Williams, proprietor of the Last Gasp Diner, had not been this shocked since 1902, when he was efficiently dispatched by the Unfortunate Accident involving the cat, the Penny Farthing and the petticoat.
"An inspection."
Larry was a good kid... | |
[WP] Humans are unique among all space faring creatures, they can interbreed successfully with any sentient lifeform. You run the station daycare. | I was somewhat surprised at how easy it had been to get the job of diplomat for the Terra-Prime Space-Faring Relations Board. I'd just sent in the application, and I had almost no experience, but they'd already called me in for an interview.
The interview itself was short, the first question was about my criminal reco... | The alarm clock ripped through Allice's dream bringing her back to reality and reminding her that she had to be at work in an hour. Grumbling to her self Allice got up took care of the normal morning necessities put on her one piece and climbed into her battle armor and headed out the door to the tram. One protein pa... | |
[WP] Humans are unique among all space faring creatures, they can interbreed successfully with any sentient lifeform. You run the station daycare. | An inglorious death when you’re changing a nappy and a half Sanathian fire puppy, half human baby decides to take that moment to fire fart in your face. To spare the families, that one was always listed as *mysterious causes*. Not inaccurate, but a helluva way to go.
Still easier than covering up having to quarantine... | Apparently, back in the day on Earth, running a daycare was one of the jobs they threatened you with if they thought you couldn't do much of anything else. Not much had changed in the centuries since; I sighed to myself in my office chair and rubbed the bridge of my nose as I paged through the notifications on my datap... | |
[WP] Humans are unique among all space faring creatures, they can interbreed successfully with any sentient lifeform. You run the station daycare. | I was somewhat surprised at how easy it had been to get the job of diplomat for the Terra-Prime Space-Faring Relations Board. I'd just sent in the application, and I had almost no experience, but they'd already called me in for an interview.
The interview itself was short, the first question was about my criminal reco... | Apparently, back in the day on Earth, running a daycare was one of the jobs they threatened you with if they thought you couldn't do much of anything else. Not much had changed in the centuries since; I sighed to myself in my office chair and rubbed the bridge of my nose as I paged through the notifications on my datap... | |
[WP] Humans are unique among all space faring creatures, they can interbreed successfully with any sentient lifeform. You run the station daycare. | I was somewhat surprised at how easy it had been to get the job of diplomat for the Terra-Prime Space-Faring Relations Board. I'd just sent in the application, and I had almost no experience, but they'd already called me in for an interview.
The interview itself was short, the first question was about my criminal reco... | An inglorious death when you’re changing a nappy and a half Sanathian fire puppy, half human baby decides to take that moment to fire fart in your face. To spare the families, that one was always listed as *mysterious causes*. Not inaccurate, but a helluva way to go.
Still easier than covering up having to quarantine... | |
[WP] Humans are unique among all space faring creatures, they can interbreed successfully with any sentient lifeform. You run the station daycare. | I was somewhat surprised at how easy it had been to get the job of diplomat for the Terra-Prime Space-Faring Relations Board. I'd just sent in the application, and I had almost no experience, but they'd already called me in for an interview.
The interview itself was short, the first question was about my criminal reco... | "If you're happy and you know it clap your hands" i sing happily, *clap clap* is what i hear as i turn to the sad looking kids in the aquarium. "If you're happy and you know it flap your wings" i sing with a smile on my face before hearing multiple disorganized wings flapping. "If you have endorphins and you know what ... | |
[WP] Humans are unique among all space faring creatures, they can interbreed successfully with any sentient lifeform. You run the station daycare. | Astra 4 wasn’t like most space stations. It had a thriving human population, and they had integrated well with the other spacefaring races that made the big mining station home.
It was a rough time on the station. There was a general strike on due to the inhospitable conditions of the work, and the poor pay. Astra 4 ... | "If you're happy and you know it clap your hands" i sing happily, *clap clap* is what i hear as i turn to the sad looking kids in the aquarium. "If you're happy and you know it flap your wings" i sing with a smile on my face before hearing multiple disorganized wings flapping. "If you have endorphins and you know what ... | |
[WP] Humans are unique among all space faring creatures, they can interbreed successfully with any sentient lifeform. You run the station daycare. | Astra 4 wasn’t like most space stations. It had a thriving human population, and they had integrated well with the other spacefaring races that made the big mining station home.
It was a rough time on the station. There was a general strike on due to the inhospitable conditions of the work, and the poor pay. Astra 4 ... | I ducked down the corridor, narrowly avoiding being incinerated by the sheet of green and orange flame burning everything in its path. I sighed, shook my head and called out.
"Nivia? Nivia. Stop with the flames."
I peeked around the corner, seeing Nivia, a four-year old humanoid-esque girl with short, scaly dragon... | |
[WP] Humans are unique among all space faring creatures, they can interbreed successfully with any sentient lifeform. You run the station daycare. | Astra 4 wasn’t like most space stations. It had a thriving human population, and they had integrated well with the other spacefaring races that made the big mining station home.
It was a rough time on the station. There was a general strike on due to the inhospitable conditions of the work, and the poor pay. Astra 4 ... | Things were grim in the station daycare. Little Carol, the offspring of Dave and a black hole, had opened her mouth, sucking in the surrounding universe and destroying half of the station. The other kids played behind her, stepping on their own tentacles and falling to the ground, unaware of the severity of the situati... | |
[WP] Humans are unique among all space faring creatures, they can interbreed successfully with any sentient lifeform. You run the station daycare. | "Wendell," I muttered quietly, "take Richie out of your mouth!"
"No!" said Wendell's second head. It pouted at me. "I'm asserting dominance!"
"Ah, but that only applies to other Y'hluts, and Richie isn't a Y'hlut!"
Wendell's first head sulked as it spat out Richie. The small half-J'gory hissed at Wendell, before sta... | Things were grim in the station daycare. Little Carol, the offspring of Dave and a black hole, had opened her mouth, sucking in the surrounding universe and destroying half of the station. The other kids played behind her, stepping on their own tentacles and falling to the ground, unaware of the severity of the situati... | |
[WP] Humans are unique among all space faring creatures, they can interbreed successfully with any sentient lifeform. You run the station daycare. | The little girls arm was completely missing, blood dripping onto the floor as her eyes stared wide in shock.
“Toby bit me!”
Sighing from exhaustion I unwrapped the first aid kit bandage that had the regrowth serum infused with it. The toddlers color started to flush back into her cheeks as she came out of shock. He... | Things were grim in the station daycare. Little Carol, the offspring of Dave and a black hole, had opened her mouth, sucking in the surrounding universe and destroying half of the station. The other kids played behind her, stepping on their own tentacles and falling to the ground, unaware of the severity of the situati... | |
[WP] Humans are unique among all space faring creatures, they can interbreed successfully with any sentient lifeform. You run the station daycare. | I put in my earplugs, strapped on my gloves and face mask, and tightened my steel, sterile breastplate. Taking a deep breath, I stepped into the space station nursery.
'The earplugs are meant to be heard through in case of an emergency.' I tried to remind myself as the high-pitched wailing of half-human, half-alien b... | Things were grim in the station daycare. Little Carol, the offspring of Dave and a black hole, had opened her mouth, sucking in the surrounding universe and destroying half of the station. The other kids played behind her, stepping on their own tentacles and falling to the ground, unaware of the severity of the situati... | |
[WP] You get hit by a car. As you lie dying, your life flashes before your eyes; but then you notice something strange. You raise your hand to Death, and tell them; "Excuse me...but these aren't my memories at all." | OF COURSE THEY ARE ALBERT JACKSON. Said Death.
You don't hear the words so much as feel the letters drop into your head like tombstones.
"But, but that's not even my name... Is it?"
The black robes shift a bit and from its depth pops out a skeletal hand holding a plain hourglass. All the sand is in the bottom hal... | "Oh shit, my bad fam" Death says as he fills my final moments with my memories.
"Its so beautiful" I say, tears rolling down my cheeks. "I somehow managed to spend a combined total of 15 years sitting on my ass in bed"
Death stands by impatiently tapping his foot. "I've got to head out at 4, can you hurry it up so I ... | |
[WP] You get hit by a car. As you lie dying, your life flashes before your eyes; but then you notice something strange. You raise your hand to Death, and tell them; "Excuse me...but these aren't my memories at all." | These faces. These places. None of them are familiar.
"Those weren't mine..." I protest, the images begin to fade, a drunk tongue slurring my words.
"Of course they aren't," Death responds, their tone annoyingly disinterested as I lay there on the road. "They belong to him." My eyes follow the direction of their gest... | "Oh shit, my bad fam" Death says as he fills my final moments with my memories.
"Its so beautiful" I say, tears rolling down my cheeks. "I somehow managed to spend a combined total of 15 years sitting on my ass in bed"
Death stands by impatiently tapping his foot. "I've got to head out at 4, can you hurry it up so I ... | |
[WP] While walking down the street one day you accidentally step on a snail. Instead of it squishing, it's like you stepped on a rock. This snail is Rodney, the most powerful creature in the universe. You have angered him. | It’s not fair really. You didn’t even see him. Now you’ll spend the rest of your life forever looking over your shoulder.
It was a day like any other, you hit snooze on your phone, fall back asleep, have turbulent five minute dreams, rinse and repeat until you roll exhausted out of bed. Fumble with the Keurig, decide ... | Edit: \[Poem\]
There was a small snail named Rodney
who was on his way to a snail party.
Before reaching the rave
his shell it did crave
to destroy the lives of the innocent.
&#x200B;
Not a second thought rolled in
when he caught himself thinking sin
he shook the thought out
with a sigh and a pout
and ca... | |
[WP] You are a Narrator, a very bad one. Describe a great historical event in the most mundane way possible. | It all began with Chris, a stupid man who didn't know how to read a map. He accidentally discovered a new continent, which was immediately pillaged and plundered by a bunch of fat, greedy men with really sweet looking helmets. They were like pirates, but Spanish and on land.
Once the ships laden with gold headed ba... | Once upon a time England had a king. This king had no kids and promised a relative that the relative could be the new king one day. However, when he did some men chose an English noble named Harold Godwinson to be king instead. The late king's relative, William, was from France and born out of wedlock, so he wasn't exa... | |
[WP] You are a Narrator, a very bad one. Describe a great historical event in the most mundane way possible. | So George was a lousy leader and sent a bunch of guys to fight people who didn't like him, who picked George to lead the fight, and George didn't have a bunch of guys to fight, so they ran away a lot making George's guys get tired. So George's guys and George's guys would fight and then run away and then fight more. ... | Once upon a time England had a king. This king had no kids and promised a relative that the relative could be the new king one day. However, when he did some men chose an English noble named Harold Godwinson to be king instead. The late king's relative, William, was from France and born out of wedlock, so he wasn't exa... | |
[WP] You are a Narrator, a very bad one. Describe a great historical event in the most mundane way possible. | Bonny was a tiny bloke. Didn't stop him from *reaching up* for something grand.
He hated the posh bastards, living it up their fancy castles, eating their fancy white cakes, drinking the bubbly paid for courtesy of the plebs. When the whole country started wondering, 'why do we even let this thing go on since forever?... | The world wars, they first one was a bad war, a war so bad that it was amazing.
Everyone knows that bad things become amazing because it is so bad, just like ww2.
Ww2 was even worse than ww1 because it was badder than the first one.
It started because everyone simultaneously agreed we should have another, big bad wa... | |
[WP] Other princesses have Fairy Godmothers. You have a Fairy Godfather. He doesn't exactly grant wishes in the usual way, but the Fairy Mob always has your back. |
As the eldest daughter of King Phebus, it should have been Seraphina who was first in line. Alas she had been too young and naive to wish for her fathers death before he sired a male heir. Her younger brother's mother was unknown, which one would think should effect his claim, but illegitimate Kings were common for th... | Looking back I can see where it all went wrong.
It was my 11th birthday, I had everything, an amazing venue with food, music and lots of happy guests. My pile of presents dwarfed my 11 year old self and I could barely resist the temptation of ripping into them all, the only problem was the birthday cake hadn’t arrive... | |
[WP] Other princesses have Fairy Godmothers. You have a Fairy Godfather. He doesn't exactly grant wishes in the usual way, but the Fairy Mob always has your back. | Princess Marigold of Austria wandered around Oxford Street aimlessly window shopping. To the swarming crowds around her, she was nobody, just another rich kid, flexing Daddy’s plastic. She liked the anonymity. It was peaceful, and let's face it, she didn’t really want to rule, not if she was being really honest. Which ... | Looking back I can see where it all went wrong.
It was my 11th birthday, I had everything, an amazing venue with food, music and lots of happy guests. My pile of presents dwarfed my 11 year old self and I could barely resist the temptation of ripping into them all, the only problem was the birthday cake hadn’t arrive... | |
[WP] Other princesses have Fairy Godmothers. You have a Fairy Godfather. He doesn't exactly grant wishes in the usual way, but the Fairy Mob always has your back. | My fairy godfather appeared for the very first time when the Regent's daughter, unhappy that I had apparently shown her up in front of our tutor, pushed me into a rosebush on the castle grounds during playtime. I put out my hands to break my fall, and cried out in pain when thorns scratched my palm and forearms, one of... | Looking back I can see where it all went wrong.
It was my 11th birthday, I had everything, an amazing venue with food, music and lots of happy guests. My pile of presents dwarfed my 11 year old self and I could barely resist the temptation of ripping into them all, the only problem was the birthday cake hadn’t arrive... | |
[WP] Other princesses have Fairy Godmothers. You have a Fairy Godfather. He doesn't exactly grant wishes in the usual way, but the Fairy Mob always has your back. | My fairy godfather appeared for the very first time when the Regent's daughter, unhappy that I had apparently shown her up in front of our tutor, pushed me into a rosebush on the castle grounds during playtime. I put out my hands to break my fall, and cried out in pain when thorns scratched my palm and forearms, one of... |
As the eldest daughter of King Phebus, it should have been Seraphina who was first in line. Alas she had been too young and naive to wish for her fathers death before he sired a male heir. Her younger brother's mother was unknown, which one would think should effect his claim, but illegitimate Kings were common for th... | |
[WP] Other princesses have Fairy Godmothers. You have a Fairy Godfather. He doesn't exactly grant wishes in the usual way, but the Fairy Mob always has your back. | My fairy godfather appeared for the very first time when the Regent's daughter, unhappy that I had apparently shown her up in front of our tutor, pushed me into a rosebush on the castle grounds during playtime. I put out my hands to break my fall, and cried out in pain when thorns scratched my palm and forearms, one of... | Princess Marigold of Austria wandered around Oxford Street aimlessly window shopping. To the swarming crowds around her, she was nobody, just another rich kid, flexing Daddy’s plastic. She liked the anonymity. It was peaceful, and let's face it, she didn’t really want to rule, not if she was being really honest. Which ... |
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