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[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. | The girl wept into her pillow, her quiet sobs fading into the night. Though she was a princess, she was not immune to the human feelings of shame, sorrow that plagued commoner and royalty alike. She wept, thinking of the shame and humiliation she had been subjected to by the bullying of the other royal princesses - her... | Sometimes, Michelle can't help but wonder, "Is there any meaning to my life?"
All her life Michelle had been made fun of for being different from the other princesses. Each of them had been able to use their fairy godmothers to bend reality in one way or another. Michelle, however, was not able to.
She's tired of 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. | The girl wept into her pillow, her quiet sobs fading into the night. Though she was a princess, she was not immune to the human feelings of shame, sorrow that plagued commoner and royalty alike. She wept, thinking of the shame and humiliation she had been subjected to by the bullying of the other royal princesses - her... | My last encounter with Princess Buttercup remains forever fresh in mind. In fact, I’m quite sure the story only furthered her fame. I am a princess too, you see. Princess Holly of the once great nation of Mocha Frappe.
Years ago, I laughed when she came happily waltzing into my court inquiring about some diamond mine... | |
[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. | The girl wept into her pillow, her quiet sobs fading into the night. Though she was a princess, she was not immune to the human feelings of shame, sorrow that plagued commoner and royalty alike. She wept, thinking of the shame and humiliation she had been subjected to by the bullying of the other royal princesses - her... | I closed the door to my old room behind me, back in my old life for two weeks. It was dark, rain pattering outside as I stood in my class A uniform. I'd wanted to take off my shoes at the front door, but that would leave me in partial uniform; unthinkable. I was home for Christmas break from one of the most prestigi... | |
[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. | Maria had come to realize that being royalty meant two things: she didn't have to cook for herself anymore and that the expected was anything but. She'd worked her way into the good graces of the high court, grovelled at the feet of lords, dined with baronesses all throughout the land, all to get where she was now. The... | Princess Edna was crying fat, ugly tears inside her chamber in the castle.
She wailed and pitifully beat her fists against the smooth stone of her walls. She threw her bedsheets off the bed, stamping on them, and decided to unleash a horrible scream. Nothing in her chamber was safe: that priceless painting of her gra... | |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | “Remember those bill collectors that kept coming to the door?”
You think about it. Oddly, they haven’t been around in a bit. “Yeah,” you mutter.
“Well, darling, they aren’t going to be a problem any longer.”
Puzzled, you start to look around the room. *Surely she didn’t …*
“I hope you don’t mind,” she continues. ... | "Remember when we first met? I know from my first look that you're interesting. Then with you're weird flirting talent, you talked a lot to me about that number that shines through on your floor, instead of like what a normal person would do, introduce your self? Like it took us a day after we slept together that you r... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I can tell she is excited, so I move over to the Comfortable Chair in the Living Room and have a seat. “What is it, Ava? What has you so gosh darn excited?”
She pauses for a moment, and I can tell she is cycling. Then, from behind her back she produces a bassinet large enough for two, and inside is pair of pillows,... | "Remember when we first met? I know from my first look that you're interesting. Then with you're weird flirting talent, you talked a lot to me about that number that shines through on your floor, instead of like what a normal person would do, introduce your self? Like it took us a day after we slept together that you r... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | Entry 1. March 20, 5050
Today is the day. I woke up this morning feeling on top of the world, I am about to make history. I guess this is how Neil Armstrong felt when he walked on the moon, or how Watson and Crick felt when they realized DNA was a double helix. Today I become subject 1 on a ground breaking research, a... | "Remember when we first met? I know from my first look that you're interesting. Then with you're weird flirting talent, you talked a lot to me about that number that shines through on your floor, instead of like what a normal person would do, introduce your self? Like it took us a day after we slept together that you r... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | It wasn't one of those things you really prepare for. It was sparks and excitement, but it also had the nauseating edge of anxiety. This wasn't the usual reaction he had to these things.
In the doorway stood his girlfriend's friends from work. They were a nice couple that his girlfriend never really stopped talking ab... | "Remember when we first met? I know from my first look that you're interesting. Then with you're weird flirting talent, you talked a lot to me about that number that shines through on your floor, instead of like what a normal person would do, introduce your self? Like it took us a day after we slept together that you r... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | The number on my bedroom floor has always been there, from the moment I moved into this apartment.
It looks like a shadow, and I probably would have mistaken it for one if it weren’t always there. Day or night, rain or shine, that number is there.
It was a 1, for a while. Until she moved in.
I was helping my girlfri... | "Remember when we first met? I know from my first look that you're interesting. Then with you're weird flirting talent, you talked a lot to me about that number that shines through on your floor, instead of like what a normal person would do, introduce your self? Like it took us a day after we slept together that you r... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | Michael had always treated the number with respect. Its place on the floor was adorned with relics of his past. Him and '1' had been through a lot. They had grown up together in his parent's house. He had never told them about it because it had only ever been '1'. So it was his '1'.
When they inevitably moved out Mich... | "Remember when we first met? I know from my first look that you're interesting. Then with you're weird flirting talent, you talked a lot to me about that number that shines through on your floor, instead of like what a normal person would do, introduce your self? Like it took us a day after we slept together that you r... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I opened my door, walked in tiredly, and so did the girl, but with a happier and more eager look.
'So this is where you live! Look so much better than my imagination!'
If you had three hundred years lonely in a forest, at least your house should be decent, I thought to myself.
'Oh, is this the number you were talkin... | "Remember when we first met? I know from my first look that you're interesting. Then with you're weird flirting talent, you talked a lot to me about that number that shines through on your floor, instead of like what a normal person would do, introduce your self? Like it took us a day after we slept together that you r... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | The shining number on the floor had indeed changed to a 4 and she was indeed pregnant with my twins. The problem was I never wanted children and she knew it. However she didn’t know why. She didn’t ask why? Just like she didn’t ask why the shimmering Number on the floor changed. She just accepted it.
Her eyes as she ... | "Remember when we first met? I know from my first look that you're interesting. Then with you're weird flirting talent, you talked a lot to me about that number that shines through on your floor, instead of like what a normal person would do, introduce your self? Like it took us a day after we slept together that you r... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | My eyes started tearing up. Words just cannot describe the feelings of knowing that you are bringing life into this world. The stress, pain, anguish, but the multitudes of love and happiness that makes it all worth it. All I could do was get up and give her a big hug. My tears must have been contagious because next thi... | "Remember when we first met? I know from my first look that you're interesting. Then with you're weird flirting talent, you talked a lot to me about that number that shines through on your floor, instead of like what a normal person would do, introduce your self? Like it took us a day after we slept together that you r... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I am what you what would call a house spirit, we are born from the ether and are bound to a house for our existence until it's destroyed. Most house's spirits do not care much for their inhabitants, why the one just across the road houses a vile and spite-full elderly couple; dreadful to be around they are.
Fortunatel... | "Remember when we first met? I know from my first look that you're interesting. Then with you're weird flirting talent, you talked a lot to me about that number that shines through on your floor, instead of like what a normal person would do, introduce your self? Like it took us a day after we slept together that you r... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I rubbed my eyes once. Twice. Three times. This had to be a trick of the light. How could that number have doubled once again in just an instant?
I thought back to when that number was a 1. It had been a one for the first 22 years of my life. But on my 23rd birthday, when all my friends were out of town and I celebr... | "Remember when we first met? I know from my first look that you're interesting. Then with you're weird flirting talent, you talked a lot to me about that number that shines through on your floor, instead of like what a normal person would do, introduce your self? Like it took us a day after we slept together that you r... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | One. A number made of light, perhaps inexplicably on my floor. Perhaps explicable given that light and shadows are easy to understand.
Then two! Two in the same place and time that there was a one. No longer explicable. Inexplicable.
We were happy together, like we were made for each other. Such joy and delight in an... | "Remember when we first met? I know from my first look that you're interesting. Then with you're weird flirting talent, you talked a lot to me about that number that shines through on your floor, instead of like what a normal person would do, introduce your self? Like it took us a day after we slept together that you r... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I treated it as a sign from god, maybe. A source of motivation from up high.
The digit 1. Always 1. No other number showed, lit up and sparkling on the floor in my bedroom, an ethereal, otherworldly light source that bothered me day and night. And so, I aimed for it.
Studies. Work. A pickup basketball game. For years... | "Remember when we first met? I know from my first look that you're interesting. Then with you're weird flirting talent, you talked a lot to me about that number that shines through on your floor, instead of like what a normal person would do, introduce your self? Like it took us a day after we slept together that you r... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | We looked at each other. Then back at the number glowing on the floor.
4.
For most of the past decade, that number has been 2. Day in and day out, 2. We hardly even notice it any more at this point.
“It hasn’t changed since I moved in,” she whispered, looking up at me.
“I know.”
“What does it mean?”
*she co... | "Remember when we first met? I know from my first look that you're interesting. Then with you're weird flirting talent, you talked a lot to me about that number that shines through on your floor, instead of like what a normal person would do, introduce your self? Like it took us a day after we slept together that you r... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I can tell she is excited, so I move over to the Comfortable Chair in the Living Room and have a seat. “What is it, Ava? What has you so gosh darn excited?”
She pauses for a moment, and I can tell she is cycling. Then, from behind her back she produces a bassinet large enough for two, and inside is pair of pillows,... | "50 years, old friend. We've both changed, haven't we?"
That spunky little 1 had grown into a beautiful, glittering 12. Whenever we had a fight, whenever I felt overwhelmed or alone, I'd come here to put myself back together again.
I only knew a little bit what it was like to have a family before I had my own. T... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | Entry 1. March 20, 5050
Today is the day. I woke up this morning feeling on top of the world, I am about to make history. I guess this is how Neil Armstrong felt when he walked on the moon, or how Watson and Crick felt when they realized DNA was a double helix. Today I become subject 1 on a ground breaking research, a... | "50 years, old friend. We've both changed, haven't we?"
That spunky little 1 had grown into a beautiful, glittering 12. Whenever we had a fight, whenever I felt overwhelmed or alone, I'd come here to put myself back together again.
I only knew a little bit what it was like to have a family before I had my own. T... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | Entry 1. March 20, 5050
Today is the day. I woke up this morning feeling on top of the world, I am about to make history. I guess this is how Neil Armstrong felt when he walked on the moon, or how Watson and Crick felt when they realized DNA was a double helix. Today I become subject 1 on a ground breaking research, a... | # This is my first time doing one of these. please let me know what you think
I was always a loner. I never got along with my foster families. I felt so out of place with the other women in my platoon. And even when I got a real job, I could never connect with any of my co-workers. Men bored me, or maybe they were... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | It wasn't one of those things you really prepare for. It was sparks and excitement, but it also had the nauseating edge of anxiety. This wasn't the usual reaction he had to these things.
In the doorway stood his girlfriend's friends from work. They were a nice couple that his girlfriend never really stopped talking ab... | “Remember those bill collectors that kept coming to the door?”
You think about it. Oddly, they haven’t been around in a bit. “Yeah,” you mutter.
“Well, darling, they aren’t going to be a problem any longer.”
Puzzled, you start to look around the room. *Surely she didn’t …*
“I hope you don’t mind,” she continues. ... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | The number on my bedroom floor has always been there, from the moment I moved into this apartment.
It looks like a shadow, and I probably would have mistaken it for one if it weren’t always there. Day or night, rain or shine, that number is there.
It was a 1, for a while. Until she moved in.
I was helping my girlfri... | “Remember those bill collectors that kept coming to the door?”
You think about it. Oddly, they haven’t been around in a bit. “Yeah,” you mutter.
“Well, darling, they aren’t going to be a problem any longer.”
Puzzled, you start to look around the room. *Surely she didn’t …*
“I hope you don’t mind,” she continues. ... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | The number on my bedroom floor has always been there, from the moment I moved into this apartment.
It looks like a shadow, and I probably would have mistaken it for one if it weren’t always there. Day or night, rain or shine, that number is there.
It was a 1, for a while. Until she moved in.
I was helping my girlfri... | It wasn't one of those things you really prepare for. It was sparks and excitement, but it also had the nauseating edge of anxiety. This wasn't the usual reaction he had to these things.
In the doorway stood his girlfriend's friends from work. They were a nice couple that his girlfriend never really stopped talking ab... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | The shining number on the floor had indeed changed to a 4 and she was indeed pregnant with my twins. The problem was I never wanted children and she knew it. However she didn’t know why. She didn’t ask why? Just like she didn’t ask why the shimmering Number on the floor changed. She just accepted it.
Her eyes as she ... | I opened my door, walked in tiredly, and so did the girl, but with a happier and more eager look.
'So this is where you live! Look so much better than my imagination!'
If you had three hundred years lonely in a forest, at least your house should be decent, I thought to myself.
'Oh, is this the number you were talkin... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | My eyes started tearing up. Words just cannot describe the feelings of knowing that you are bringing life into this world. The stress, pain, anguish, but the multitudes of love and happiness that makes it all worth it. All I could do was get up and give her a big hug. My tears must have been contagious because next thi... | I opened my door, walked in tiredly, and so did the girl, but with a happier and more eager look.
'So this is where you live! Look so much better than my imagination!'
If you had three hundred years lonely in a forest, at least your house should be decent, I thought to myself.
'Oh, is this the number you were talkin... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I am what you what would call a house spirit, we are born from the ether and are bound to a house for our existence until it's destroyed. Most house's spirits do not care much for their inhabitants, why the one just across the road houses a vile and spite-full elderly couple; dreadful to be around they are.
Fortunatel... | I opened my door, walked in tiredly, and so did the girl, but with a happier and more eager look.
'So this is where you live! Look so much better than my imagination!'
If you had three hundred years lonely in a forest, at least your house should be decent, I thought to myself.
'Oh, is this the number you were talkin... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I rubbed my eyes once. Twice. Three times. This had to be a trick of the light. How could that number have doubled once again in just an instant?
I thought back to when that number was a 1. It had been a one for the first 22 years of my life. But on my 23rd birthday, when all my friends were out of town and I celebr... | I opened my door, walked in tiredly, and so did the girl, but with a happier and more eager look.
'So this is where you live! Look so much better than my imagination!'
If you had three hundred years lonely in a forest, at least your house should be decent, I thought to myself.
'Oh, is this the number you were talkin... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I treated it as a sign from god, maybe. A source of motivation from up high.
The digit 1. Always 1. No other number showed, lit up and sparkling on the floor in my bedroom, an ethereal, otherworldly light source that bothered me day and night. And so, I aimed for it.
Studies. Work. A pickup basketball game. For years... | I opened my door, walked in tiredly, and so did the girl, but with a happier and more eager look.
'So this is where you live! Look so much better than my imagination!'
If you had three hundred years lonely in a forest, at least your house should be decent, I thought to myself.
'Oh, is this the number you were talkin... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | My eyes started tearing up. Words just cannot describe the feelings of knowing that you are bringing life into this world. The stress, pain, anguish, but the multitudes of love and happiness that makes it all worth it. All I could do was get up and give her a big hug. My tears must have been contagious because next thi... | The shining number on the floor had indeed changed to a 4 and she was indeed pregnant with my twins. The problem was I never wanted children and she knew it. However she didn’t know why. She didn’t ask why? Just like she didn’t ask why the shimmering Number on the floor changed. She just accepted it.
Her eyes as she ... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I rubbed my eyes once. Twice. Three times. This had to be a trick of the light. How could that number have doubled once again in just an instant?
I thought back to when that number was a 1. It had been a one for the first 22 years of my life. But on my 23rd birthday, when all my friends were out of town and I celebr... | The shining number on the floor had indeed changed to a 4 and she was indeed pregnant with my twins. The problem was I never wanted children and she knew it. However she didn’t know why. She didn’t ask why? Just like she didn’t ask why the shimmering Number on the floor changed. She just accepted it.
Her eyes as she ... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I rubbed my eyes once. Twice. Three times. This had to be a trick of the light. How could that number have doubled once again in just an instant?
I thought back to when that number was a 1. It had been a one for the first 22 years of my life. But on my 23rd birthday, when all my friends were out of town and I celebr... | My eyes started tearing up. Words just cannot describe the feelings of knowing that you are bringing life into this world. The stress, pain, anguish, but the multitudes of love and happiness that makes it all worth it. All I could do was get up and give her a big hug. My tears must have been contagious because next thi... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I am what you what would call a house spirit, we are born from the ether and are bound to a house for our existence until it's destroyed. Most house's spirits do not care much for their inhabitants, why the one just across the road houses a vile and spite-full elderly couple; dreadful to be around they are.
Fortunatel... | First it was one until the day I brought her over it changed to two and stayed that way for years until that fateful day... I walked in from the backyard wiping the dirt from my hands as she said to me "hon I have some good news, but you should sit down" her eyes looked hollow and void of life. "What is it?" "I-I did i... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I rubbed my eyes once. Twice. Three times. This had to be a trick of the light. How could that number have doubled once again in just an instant?
I thought back to when that number was a 1. It had been a one for the first 22 years of my life. But on my 23rd birthday, when all my friends were out of town and I celebr... | First it was one until the day I brought her over it changed to two and stayed that way for years until that fateful day... I walked in from the backyard wiping the dirt from my hands as she said to me "hon I have some good news, but you should sit down" her eyes looked hollow and void of life. "What is it?" "I-I did i... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | "Honey, sit down. I have to confess that I'm an expert wood craftsman and changed the roofing's construction after our first date" she exclaimed.
I was visibly concerned because I doubt she got the proper paperwork and clearances and me being a proper blockhead, I never noticed.
She continued, "Babe, I changed the w... | First it was one until the day I brought her over it changed to two and stayed that way for years until that fateful day... I walked in from the backyard wiping the dirt from my hands as she said to me "hon I have some good news, but you should sit down" her eyes looked hollow and void of life. "What is it?" "I-I did i... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | One. A number made of light, perhaps inexplicably on my floor. Perhaps explicable given that light and shadows are easy to understand.
Then two! Two in the same place and time that there was a one. No longer explicable. Inexplicable.
We were happy together, like we were made for each other. Such joy and delight in an... | First it was one until the day I brought her over it changed to two and stayed that way for years until that fateful day... I walked in from the backyard wiping the dirt from my hands as she said to me "hon I have some good news, but you should sit down" her eyes looked hollow and void of life. "What is it?" "I-I did i... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | It was finally the day, the day I'd bring home that absolute cutie from work and show her the glowing number 1 on my kitchen floor. it showed up one day, glowing there. even when I threw a carpet on it, it was still there. I had shrugged it off and went back to my toast.
"Okay, I know you said you had a glowing nu... | First it was one until the day I brought her over it changed to two and stayed that way for years until that fateful day... I walked in from the backyard wiping the dirt from my hands as she said to me "hon I have some good news, but you should sit down" her eyes looked hollow and void of life. "What is it?" "I-I did i... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I treated it as a sign from god, maybe. A source of motivation from up high.
The digit 1. Always 1. No other number showed, lit up and sparkling on the floor in my bedroom, an ethereal, otherworldly light source that bothered me day and night. And so, I aimed for it.
Studies. Work. A pickup basketball game. For years... | First it was one until the day I brought her over it changed to two and stayed that way for years until that fateful day... I walked in from the backyard wiping the dirt from my hands as she said to me "hon I have some good news, but you should sit down" her eyes looked hollow and void of life. "What is it?" "I-I did i... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | The glowing number "1" on the floor, while albeit odd and unnatural, quickly became an innocuous part of everyday my life. It was subtle and you could only notice it if you were looking. The number was etched into the floor of my closet, and proved resistant to all attempts at being removed.
After taking up the bette... | First it was one until the day I brought her over it changed to two and stayed that way for years until that fateful day... I walked in from the backyard wiping the dirt from my hands as she said to me "hon I have some good news, but you should sit down" her eyes looked hollow and void of life. "What is it?" "I-I did i... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | We looked at each other. Then back at the number glowing on the floor.
4.
For most of the past decade, that number has been 2. Day in and day out, 2. We hardly even notice it any more at this point.
“It hasn’t changed since I moved in,” she whispered, looking up at me.
“I know.”
“What does it mean?”
*she co... | First it was one until the day I brought her over it changed to two and stayed that way for years until that fateful day... I walked in from the backyard wiping the dirt from my hands as she said to me "hon I have some good news, but you should sit down" her eyes looked hollow and void of life. "What is it?" "I-I did i... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I rubbed my eyes once. Twice. Three times. This had to be a trick of the light. How could that number have doubled once again in just an instant?
I thought back to when that number was a 1. It had been a one for the first 22 years of my life. But on my 23rd birthday, when all my friends were out of town and I celebr... | I am what you what would call a house spirit, we are born from the ether and are bound to a house for our existence until it's destroyed. Most house's spirits do not care much for their inhabitants, why the one just across the road houses a vile and spite-full elderly couple; dreadful to be around they are.
Fortunatel... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I treated it as a sign from god, maybe. A source of motivation from up high.
The digit 1. Always 1. No other number showed, lit up and sparkling on the floor in my bedroom, an ethereal, otherworldly light source that bothered me day and night. And so, I aimed for it.
Studies. Work. A pickup basketball game. For years... | I am what you what would call a house spirit, we are born from the ether and are bound to a house for our existence until it's destroyed. Most house's spirits do not care much for their inhabitants, why the one just across the road houses a vile and spite-full elderly couple; dreadful to be around they are.
Fortunatel... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | One. A number made of light, perhaps inexplicably on my floor. Perhaps explicable given that light and shadows are easy to understand.
Then two! Two in the same place and time that there was a one. No longer explicable. Inexplicable.
We were happy together, like we were made for each other. Such joy and delight in an... | "Honey, sit down. I have to confess that I'm an expert wood craftsman and changed the roofing's construction after our first date" she exclaimed.
I was visibly concerned because I doubt she got the proper paperwork and clearances and me being a proper blockhead, I never noticed.
She continued, "Babe, I changed the w... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I treated it as a sign from god, maybe. A source of motivation from up high.
The digit 1. Always 1. No other number showed, lit up and sparkling on the floor in my bedroom, an ethereal, otherworldly light source that bothered me day and night. And so, I aimed for it.
Studies. Work. A pickup basketball game. For years... | "Honey, sit down. I have to confess that I'm an expert wood craftsman and changed the roofing's construction after our first date" she exclaimed.
I was visibly concerned because I doubt she got the proper paperwork and clearances and me being a proper blockhead, I never noticed.
She continued, "Babe, I changed the w... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | We looked at each other. Then back at the number glowing on the floor.
4.
For most of the past decade, that number has been 2. Day in and day out, 2. We hardly even notice it any more at this point.
“It hasn’t changed since I moved in,” she whispered, looking up at me.
“I know.”
“What does it mean?”
*she co... | "Honey, sit down. I have to confess that I'm an expert wood craftsman and changed the roofing's construction after our first date" she exclaimed.
I was visibly concerned because I doubt she got the proper paperwork and clearances and me being a proper blockhead, I never noticed.
She continued, "Babe, I changed the w... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | One. A number made of light, perhaps inexplicably on my floor. Perhaps explicable given that light and shadows are easy to understand.
Then two! Two in the same place and time that there was a one. No longer explicable. Inexplicable.
We were happy together, like we were made for each other. Such joy and delight in an... | I‘m already sitting! He shouted from the toilet.
No, come out here and take a seat, I think we have to talk about some things.
Babe, i feel like i‘m giving birth here. Can‘t that wait a few more minutes?
Ohh i swear to god you have no fucking clue what that means.
Yeah you think so? Do you want to come in and take... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | It was finally the day, the day I'd bring home that absolute cutie from work and show her the glowing number 1 on my kitchen floor. it showed up one day, glowing there. even when I threw a carpet on it, it was still there. I had shrugged it off and went back to my toast.
"Okay, I know you said you had a glowing nu... | I‘m already sitting! He shouted from the toilet.
No, come out here and take a seat, I think we have to talk about some things.
Babe, i feel like i‘m giving birth here. Can‘t that wait a few more minutes?
Ohh i swear to god you have no fucking clue what that means.
Yeah you think so? Do you want to come in and take... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I treated it as a sign from god, maybe. A source of motivation from up high.
The digit 1. Always 1. No other number showed, lit up and sparkling on the floor in my bedroom, an ethereal, otherworldly light source that bothered me day and night. And so, I aimed for it.
Studies. Work. A pickup basketball game. For years... | I‘m already sitting! He shouted from the toilet.
No, come out here and take a seat, I think we have to talk about some things.
Babe, i feel like i‘m giving birth here. Can‘t that wait a few more minutes?
Ohh i swear to god you have no fucking clue what that means.
Yeah you think so? Do you want to come in and take... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | It had been like that for years. A shining number one had found its way onto my floor. It was like clockwork. I chalked it up to the sun and shadows being a thing until she showed up. It was a challenge trying to get her convinced that such a thing occurred within my home, let alone trying to convince her that I wasn’t... | I‘m already sitting! He shouted from the toilet.
No, come out here and take a seat, I think we have to talk about some things.
Babe, i feel like i‘m giving birth here. Can‘t that wait a few more minutes?
Ohh i swear to god you have no fucking clue what that means.
Yeah you think so? Do you want to come in and take... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | The glowing number "1" on the floor, while albeit odd and unnatural, quickly became an innocuous part of everyday my life. It was subtle and you could only notice it if you were looking. The number was etched into the floor of my closet, and proved resistant to all attempts at being removed.
After taking up the bette... | I‘m already sitting! He shouted from the toilet.
No, come out here and take a seat, I think we have to talk about some things.
Babe, i feel like i‘m giving birth here. Can‘t that wait a few more minutes?
Ohh i swear to god you have no fucking clue what that means.
Yeah you think so? Do you want to come in and take... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | We looked at each other. Then back at the number glowing on the floor.
4.
For most of the past decade, that number has been 2. Day in and day out, 2. We hardly even notice it any more at this point.
“It hasn’t changed since I moved in,” she whispered, looking up at me.
“I know.”
“What does it mean?”
*she co... | I‘m already sitting! He shouted from the toilet.
No, come out here and take a seat, I think we have to talk about some things.
Babe, i feel like i‘m giving birth here. Can‘t that wait a few more minutes?
Ohh i swear to god you have no fucking clue what that means.
Yeah you think so? Do you want to come in and take... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I treated it as a sign from god, maybe. A source of motivation from up high.
The digit 1. Always 1. No other number showed, lit up and sparkling on the floor in my bedroom, an ethereal, otherworldly light source that bothered me day and night. And so, I aimed for it.
Studies. Work. A pickup basketball game. For years... | One. A number made of light, perhaps inexplicably on my floor. Perhaps explicable given that light and shadows are easy to understand.
Then two! Two in the same place and time that there was a one. No longer explicable. Inexplicable.
We were happy together, like we were made for each other. Such joy and delight in an... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | We looked at each other. Then back at the number glowing on the floor.
4.
For most of the past decade, that number has been 2. Day in and day out, 2. We hardly even notice it any more at this point.
“It hasn’t changed since I moved in,” she whispered, looking up at me.
“I know.”
“What does it mean?”
*she co... | One. A number made of light, perhaps inexplicably on my floor. Perhaps explicable given that light and shadows are easy to understand.
Then two! Two in the same place and time that there was a one. No longer explicable. Inexplicable.
We were happy together, like we were made for each other. Such joy and delight in an... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | I treated it as a sign from god, maybe. A source of motivation from up high.
The digit 1. Always 1. No other number showed, lit up and sparkling on the floor in my bedroom, an ethereal, otherworldly light source that bothered me day and night. And so, I aimed for it.
Studies. Work. A pickup basketball game. For years... | It was finally the day, the day I'd bring home that absolute cutie from work and show her the glowing number 1 on my kitchen floor. it showed up one day, glowing there. even when I threw a carpet on it, it was still there. I had shrugged it off and went back to my toast.
"Okay, I know you said you had a glowing nu... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | The glowing number "1" on the floor, while albeit odd and unnatural, quickly became an innocuous part of everyday my life. It was subtle and you could only notice it if you were looking. The number was etched into the floor of my closet, and proved resistant to all attempts at being removed.
After taking up the bette... | It was finally the day, the day I'd bring home that absolute cutie from work and show her the glowing number 1 on my kitchen floor. it showed up one day, glowing there. even when I threw a carpet on it, it was still there. I had shrugged it off and went back to my toast.
"Okay, I know you said you had a glowing nu... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | We looked at each other. Then back at the number glowing on the floor.
4.
For most of the past decade, that number has been 2. Day in and day out, 2. We hardly even notice it any more at this point.
“It hasn’t changed since I moved in,” she whispered, looking up at me.
“I know.”
“What does it mean?”
*she co... | It was finally the day, the day I'd bring home that absolute cutie from work and show her the glowing number 1 on my kitchen floor. it showed up one day, glowing there. even when I threw a carpet on it, it was still there. I had shrugged it off and went back to my toast.
"Okay, I know you said you had a glowing nu... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | The glowing number "1" on the floor, while albeit odd and unnatural, quickly became an innocuous part of everyday my life. It was subtle and you could only notice it if you were looking. The number was etched into the floor of my closet, and proved resistant to all attempts at being removed.
After taking up the bette... | It had been like that for years. A shining number one had found its way onto my floor. It was like clockwork. I chalked it up to the sun and shadows being a thing until she showed up. It was a challenge trying to get her convinced that such a thing occurred within my home, let alone trying to convince her that I wasn’t... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | We looked at each other. Then back at the number glowing on the floor.
4.
For most of the past decade, that number has been 2. Day in and day out, 2. We hardly even notice it any more at this point.
“It hasn’t changed since I moved in,” she whispered, looking up at me.
“I know.”
“What does it mean?”
*she co... | It had been like that for years. A shining number one had found its way onto my floor. It was like clockwork. I chalked it up to the sun and shadows being a thing until she showed up. It was a challenge trying to get her convinced that such a thing occurred within my home, let alone trying to convince her that I wasn’t... |
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https://www.reddit.com/r/mildlyinteresting/comments/ilfsl7/_/ | [WP] You bring home a girl. She wants to see the "1" you talked about that shines on your floor. Only now it says "2." It stays like this for years together until one day, it says "4." She says, "Hon, I have some good news. But you should sit down." | We looked at each other. Then back at the number glowing on the floor.
4.
For most of the past decade, that number has been 2. Day in and day out, 2. We hardly even notice it any more at this point.
“It hasn’t changed since I moved in,” she whispered, looking up at me.
“I know.”
“What does it mean?”
*she co... | The glowing number "1" on the floor, while albeit odd and unnatural, quickly became an innocuous part of everyday my life. It was subtle and you could only notice it if you were looking. The number was etched into the floor of my closet, and proved resistant to all attempts at being removed.
After taking up the bette... |
[WP] The fighter jet was once state of the art, now it was at the boneyard being prepped for scrapping. A worker is deactivating it when the AI asks her "Have you seen my pilot? We faced death so many times and I'd like to thank him." | ################################################################################
#> AAE SYSTEMS F217 A.OS.SYS.Version 1.4.4.003.441-1 (C) Jan 2040-2091
#>
#> init.asys...........................................................[SUCCESS]
#> init.asys.logd...................................... | Clang, clang, clang
Exiting sleep mode...................100%
Scanning surrounding area.....100%
Minor threat detected - one (1) human female, armor rating 5%: protective clothes; weapon rating 20%: angle grinder, sledgehammer;
Threat: "Dang, this thing isn't supposed to have charge"
Warning: critical condition: a... | |
[WP] Once a millennium all the gods gather to decide whether they will let humanity continue to the next millennium or wipe them out and start over. This time the gods decided to end humanity, but human weaponry has come a long way in the last thousand years... | It was when the gods struck the city/burrough/hamlet of Manhattan that the humans began to strike back in earnest. The old, the elderly, the ones who studied the classics still remembered the ways of gods like Zeus, and Hera. These had tried to convince the youth of who and what the ancient gods represented. Youth are ... | ... *in the temple of Mt. Olympus*...
"Times up, all in favor of resetting?" a lean, tan man with swimming shorts boomed. A bunch of hands sprung up. "Yep, kinda getting bored. Let's flood them."
Moans scattered around the temple. He shrugged, "hey it worked before."
"How lame Poseidon," a brunette woman purred whil... | |
[WP] The prisoner's last 5 words before execution were the start of your journey... | My fingernails rub against the nylon loop, attached to the end of my cane. It's become a terrible and nervous habit of mine. I haven't needed a nail file in a few months now. My nails haven't ever been this smooth and rounded before.
A repetitive clinking noise fills the optometrist's office. It's my shoe tapping on t... | The prisoner was a madwoman named Stella, a self-claimed seer and mystic. She used to be a harmless doomsday crier at the corner of our city-state's trade district and main road until she killed the butcher's two children with her bare hands.
I stood in the middle of the crowd as more and more people gathered for the ... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | The time for the battle royal lottery has come. Every trans galactic cycle the 100 leaders of the universal council would be assigned a random race to draw their champion from. This time the pool was drawn from a rather strong group of races and is being advertised as the strongest yet. Some of the most savage in the... | John was prepared for battle and on high alert while he was on watch at his lookout tower since insurgents would normally attack when the sun went down. He was 6 ft tall and built like the terminator yet he was extremely fast and agile making him one of the most respected men in his unit since he was once able to take ... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | A bright flash of light heralded the arrival of 3 new combatants, all of the human race from one of the less developed worlds on the outer edge of the empire's territory. Two were females of the species while the third was male. Curiously, the male was not the largest of the group, as one of the females stood nearly a ... | John was prepared for battle and on high alert while he was on watch at his lookout tower since insurgents would normally attack when the sun went down. He was 6 ft tall and built like the terminator yet he was extremely fast and agile making him one of the most respected men in his unit since he was once able to take ... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | This reminds me of an idea about why are humans always boring in sci-fi and fantasy. Elves are more graceful. Dwarves are hardier. Klingons are stronger. And so on. But if you compare us to most life on earth, we are extremely durable. Most people think our advantage is in intelligence, and that is why we dominated ear... | John was prepared for battle and on high alert while he was on watch at his lookout tower since insurgents would normally attack when the sun went down. He was 6 ft tall and built like the terminator yet he was extremely fast and agile making him one of the most respected men in his unit since he was once able to take ... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | "Friday - Where are we?"
"It looks like we're on a distant planet from Earth, Tony, in a holding cell of some sort."
He was in a small, dark room.
Suddenly, the doors opened and he was pushed out. Tony took his glasses off and looked at them to ensure they were still in tact. They were. He put them back onto his fac... | John was prepared for battle and on high alert while he was on watch at his lookout tower since insurgents would normally attack when the sun went down. He was 6 ft tall and built like the terminator yet he was extremely fast and agile making him one of the most respected men in his unit since he was once able to take ... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | (First time doing this on mobile, sorry for any odd formatting!)
Ever since they found those damn bones entombed in that dusty temple, the Callings began. Once, every 501 days, the closest person to the original resting spot of them vanishes. They show back up...usually, but always dead and in various states of ripped... | John was prepared for battle and on high alert while he was on watch at his lookout tower since insurgents would normally attack when the sun went down. He was 6 ft tall and built like the terminator yet he was extremely fast and agile making him one of the most respected men in his unit since he was once able to take ... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | Agnar watched the early skirmishes of the first round. He was doubtful if there would be new findings to incorporate into their gene-pool. The Kambagar looked promising, they had developed a viral aerosol in their skin glands, but the range was... mediocre. Bored, he closed his interface. The Enlightened were a proud r... | John was prepared for battle and on high alert while he was on watch at his lookout tower since insurgents would normally attack when the sun went down. He was 6 ft tall and built like the terminator yet he was extremely fast and agile making him one of the most respected men in his unit since he was once able to take ... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | The whirring and explosive sounds of the gun stopped, replaced only by a muffled alarm.
The Sergeant looked down at his weapon. The display was flashing and in big red letters he saw the dreaded words.
'FUEL CELL EMPTY'
It was only a matter of time, he knew. He couldn't fight them off forever.
With a grunt, he toss... | John was prepared for battle and on high alert while he was on watch at his lookout tower since insurgents would normally attack when the sun went down. He was 6 ft tall and built like the terminator yet he was extremely fast and agile making him one of the most respected men in his unit since he was once able to take ... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | The time for the battle royal lottery has come. Every trans galactic cycle the 100 leaders of the universal council would be assigned a random race to draw their champion from. This time the pool was drawn from a rather strong group of races and is being advertised as the strongest yet. Some of the most savage in the... | "Humans are supposed to be weak"- I remembered the quote that my master used to say when I saw this human destroying the whole arena I created. I never expected this!!!"
This was the last surviving human who was left behind on its dying planet when the rest of it's species left cause the planet became inhabitable. I t... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | A bright flash of light heralded the arrival of 3 new combatants, all of the human race from one of the less developed worlds on the outer edge of the empire's territory. Two were females of the species while the third was male. Curiously, the male was not the largest of the group, as one of the females stood nearly a ... | "Humans are supposed to be weak"- I remembered the quote that my master used to say when I saw this human destroying the whole arena I created. I never expected this!!!"
This was the last surviving human who was left behind on its dying planet when the rest of it's species left cause the planet became inhabitable. I t... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | This reminds me of an idea about why are humans always boring in sci-fi and fantasy. Elves are more graceful. Dwarves are hardier. Klingons are stronger. And so on. But if you compare us to most life on earth, we are extremely durable. Most people think our advantage is in intelligence, and that is why we dominated ear... | "Humans are supposed to be weak"- I remembered the quote that my master used to say when I saw this human destroying the whole arena I created. I never expected this!!!"
This was the last surviving human who was left behind on its dying planet when the rest of it's species left cause the planet became inhabitable. I t... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | "Friday - Where are we?"
"It looks like we're on a distant planet from Earth, Tony, in a holding cell of some sort."
He was in a small, dark room.
Suddenly, the doors opened and he was pushed out. Tony took his glasses off and looked at them to ensure they were still in tact. They were. He put them back onto his fac... | "Humans are supposed to be weak"- I remembered the quote that my master used to say when I saw this human destroying the whole arena I created. I never expected this!!!"
This was the last surviving human who was left behind on its dying planet when the rest of it's species left cause the planet became inhabitable. I t... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | (First time doing this on mobile, sorry for any odd formatting!)
Ever since they found those damn bones entombed in that dusty temple, the Callings began. Once, every 501 days, the closest person to the original resting spot of them vanishes. They show back up...usually, but always dead and in various states of ripped... | "Humans are supposed to be weak"- I remembered the quote that my master used to say when I saw this human destroying the whole arena I created. I never expected this!!!"
This was the last surviving human who was left behind on its dying planet when the rest of it's species left cause the planet became inhabitable. I t... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | Agnar watched the early skirmishes of the first round. He was doubtful if there would be new findings to incorporate into their gene-pool. The Kambagar looked promising, they had developed a viral aerosol in their skin glands, but the range was... mediocre. Bored, he closed his interface. The Enlightened were a proud r... | "Humans are supposed to be weak"- I remembered the quote that my master used to say when I saw this human destroying the whole arena I created. I never expected this!!!"
This was the last surviving human who was left behind on its dying planet when the rest of it's species left cause the planet became inhabitable. I t... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | The time for the battle royal lottery has come. Every trans galactic cycle the 100 leaders of the universal council would be assigned a random race to draw their champion from. This time the pool was drawn from a rather strong group of races and is being advertised as the strongest yet. Some of the most savage in the... | But he wasn’t just a soldier. This particular man was chosen before for a very high-risk operation from 500 years in the future. Dr. Pheobious had finally found someone who displayed the physical and mental strength to be the ideal candidate for his time portal into the past. “There isn’t enough time” he always kept... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | A bright flash of light heralded the arrival of 3 new combatants, all of the human race from one of the less developed worlds on the outer edge of the empire's territory. Two were females of the species while the third was male. Curiously, the male was not the largest of the group, as one of the females stood nearly a ... | But he wasn’t just a soldier. This particular man was chosen before for a very high-risk operation from 500 years in the future. Dr. Pheobious had finally found someone who displayed the physical and mental strength to be the ideal candidate for his time portal into the past. “There isn’t enough time” he always kept... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | This reminds me of an idea about why are humans always boring in sci-fi and fantasy. Elves are more graceful. Dwarves are hardier. Klingons are stronger. And so on. But if you compare us to most life on earth, we are extremely durable. Most people think our advantage is in intelligence, and that is why we dominated ear... | But he wasn’t just a soldier. This particular man was chosen before for a very high-risk operation from 500 years in the future. Dr. Pheobious had finally found someone who displayed the physical and mental strength to be the ideal candidate for his time portal into the past. “There isn’t enough time” he always kept... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | "Friday - Where are we?"
"It looks like we're on a distant planet from Earth, Tony, in a holding cell of some sort."
He was in a small, dark room.
Suddenly, the doors opened and he was pushed out. Tony took his glasses off and looked at them to ensure they were still in tact. They were. He put them back onto his fac... | But he wasn’t just a soldier. This particular man was chosen before for a very high-risk operation from 500 years in the future. Dr. Pheobious had finally found someone who displayed the physical and mental strength to be the ideal candidate for his time portal into the past. “There isn’t enough time” he always kept... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | (First time doing this on mobile, sorry for any odd formatting!)
Ever since they found those damn bones entombed in that dusty temple, the Callings began. Once, every 501 days, the closest person to the original resting spot of them vanishes. They show back up...usually, but always dead and in various states of ripped... | But he wasn’t just a soldier. This particular man was chosen before for a very high-risk operation from 500 years in the future. Dr. Pheobious had finally found someone who displayed the physical and mental strength to be the ideal candidate for his time portal into the past. “There isn’t enough time” he always kept... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | Agnar watched the early skirmishes of the first round. He was doubtful if there would be new findings to incorporate into their gene-pool. The Kambagar looked promising, they had developed a viral aerosol in their skin glands, but the range was... mediocre. Bored, he closed his interface. The Enlightened were a proud r... | But he wasn’t just a soldier. This particular man was chosen before for a very high-risk operation from 500 years in the future. Dr. Pheobious had finally found someone who displayed the physical and mental strength to be the ideal candidate for his time portal into the past. “There isn’t enough time” he always kept... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | A bright flash of light heralded the arrival of 3 new combatants, all of the human race from one of the less developed worlds on the outer edge of the empire's territory. Two were females of the species while the third was male. Curiously, the male was not the largest of the group, as one of the females stood nearly a ... | The arena administrator glanced at the creature inside the force cell and scowled, snarling as their six eyes focused on the contained specimen. "And what exactly is this supposed to be?"
The creature looked disgusting. A generally pale and unhealthy complexion, blackened veins on its face, crude and clearly visible c... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | A bright flash of light heralded the arrival of 3 new combatants, all of the human race from one of the less developed worlds on the outer edge of the empire's territory. Two were females of the species while the third was male. Curiously, the male was not the largest of the group, as one of the females stood nearly a ... | his enemy slowly came into view. "*Yes."* he thought "*I will finally take you, you soviet shit*". The man slowly walks right to where he needs him to be "*Just as practiced. breath in, and depress.*" right as he was about to pull the trigger, he felt his entire body tingle. The bullet stood in midair, completely still... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | A bright flash of light heralded the arrival of 3 new combatants, all of the human race from one of the less developed worlds on the outer edge of the empire's territory. Two were females of the species while the third was male. Curiously, the male was not the largest of the group, as one of the females stood nearly a ... | Xarlax always had bet on the humans whenever the all mother decided its yearly competitors. They were disgusting bags of flash, but they always had something to offer. They had ingenuity and what he believed in their language to be called street-smarts.
They would most often hide in the arena's corner and urinate all... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | A bright flash of light heralded the arrival of 3 new combatants, all of the human race from one of the less developed worlds on the outer edge of the empire's territory. Two were females of the species while the third was male. Curiously, the male was not the largest of the group, as one of the females stood nearly a ... | S'intep looked around dumbfounded, xe couldn't understand what had happened. One moment everything was fine, xer slaves fighting in the arena on xer war games and the next thing xe knows is that all her guards are death and xe is next.
Shaking, xe tries to scape, is too late, a half dozen slaves are already there bloc... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | "Friday - Where are we?"
"It looks like we're on a distant planet from Earth, Tony, in a holding cell of some sort."
He was in a small, dark room.
Suddenly, the doors opened and he was pushed out. Tony took his glasses off and looked at them to ensure they were still in tact. They were. He put them back onto his fac... | The time for the battle royal lottery has come. Every trans galactic cycle the 100 leaders of the universal council would be assigned a random race to draw their champion from. This time the pool was drawn from a rather strong group of races and is being advertised as the strongest yet. Some of the most savage in the... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | "Friday - Where are we?"
"It looks like we're on a distant planet from Earth, Tony, in a holding cell of some sort."
He was in a small, dark room.
Suddenly, the doors opened and he was pushed out. Tony took his glasses off and looked at them to ensure they were still in tact. They were. He put them back onto his fac... | This reminds me of an idea about why are humans always boring in sci-fi and fantasy. Elves are more graceful. Dwarves are hardier. Klingons are stronger. And so on. But if you compare us to most life on earth, we are extremely durable. Most people think our advantage is in intelligence, and that is why we dominated ear... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | (First time doing this on mobile, sorry for any odd formatting!)
Ever since they found those damn bones entombed in that dusty temple, the Callings began. Once, every 501 days, the closest person to the original resting spot of them vanishes. They show back up...usually, but always dead and in various states of ripped... | This reminds me of an idea about why are humans always boring in sci-fi and fantasy. Elves are more graceful. Dwarves are hardier. Klingons are stronger. And so on. But if you compare us to most life on earth, we are extremely durable. Most people think our advantage is in intelligence, and that is why we dominated ear... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | Agnar watched the early skirmishes of the first round. He was doubtful if there would be new findings to incorporate into their gene-pool. The Kambagar looked promising, they had developed a viral aerosol in their skin glands, but the range was... mediocre. Bored, he closed his interface. The Enlightened were a proud r... | This reminds me of an idea about why are humans always boring in sci-fi and fantasy. Elves are more graceful. Dwarves are hardier. Klingons are stronger. And so on. But if you compare us to most life on earth, we are extremely durable. Most people think our advantage is in intelligence, and that is why we dominated ear... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | (First time doing this on mobile, sorry for any odd formatting!)
Ever since they found those damn bones entombed in that dusty temple, the Callings began. Once, every 501 days, the closest person to the original resting spot of them vanishes. They show back up...usually, but always dead and in various states of ripped... | John felt dizzy, very dizzy. John’s thoughts were very scattered, he remembered bits and pieces of things. Memories didn’t come rushing back to him, it took him a few minutes to gather what had happened, he was on the battlefield, he ran to a wounded soldier that was crawling across the ground, he had made it halfway t... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | Agnar watched the early skirmishes of the first round. He was doubtful if there would be new findings to incorporate into their gene-pool. The Kambagar looked promising, they had developed a viral aerosol in their skin glands, but the range was... mediocre. Bored, he closed his interface. The Enlightened were a proud r... | John felt dizzy, very dizzy. John’s thoughts were very scattered, he remembered bits and pieces of things. Memories didn’t come rushing back to him, it took him a few minutes to gather what had happened, he was on the battlefield, he ran to a wounded soldier that was crawling across the ground, he had made it halfway t... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | The whirring and explosive sounds of the gun stopped, replaced only by a muffled alarm.
The Sergeant looked down at his weapon. The display was flashing and in big red letters he saw the dreaded words.
'FUEL CELL EMPTY'
It was only a matter of time, he knew. He couldn't fight them off forever.
With a grunt, he toss... | John felt dizzy, very dizzy. John’s thoughts were very scattered, he remembered bits and pieces of things. Memories didn’t come rushing back to him, it took him a few minutes to gather what had happened, he was on the battlefield, he ran to a wounded soldier that was crawling across the ground, he had made it halfway t... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | I'm sitting on the... Well, if you are about to have dinner, you probably don't want to know. It's just that the cooks here are really bad
Really. Barely survived basic training. Only made it because Hernandez quit and the army needs soldiers. Who wants to join when you got Netflix and Reddit?
So some sort of virus i... | John felt dizzy, very dizzy. John’s thoughts were very scattered, he remembered bits and pieces of things. Memories didn’t come rushing back to him, it took him a few minutes to gather what had happened, he was on the battlefield, he ran to a wounded soldier that was crawling across the ground, he had made it halfway t... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | No one was really sure why the humans were always chosen from earth. I mean whenever a probe scans for life forms, it always finds some deadly looking predators. Like the reptilian brings known as “Crocodiles”, they have the most powerful jaw of any species ever seen. Or the giant “Elephant” which would likely stand a ... | John felt dizzy, very dizzy. John’s thoughts were very scattered, he remembered bits and pieces of things. Memories didn’t come rushing back to him, it took him a few minutes to gather what had happened, he was on the battlefield, he ran to a wounded soldier that was crawling across the ground, he had made it halfway t... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | "You've really fucked up now," The human noted, content to lean against the wall as the countdown for its entrance to the arena slowly ticked towards zero.
"I mean, I get it, your basic alien overlords want entertainment and so you kidnapped me to be the half time entertainment. But boy howdy did you pick the wrong hu... | John felt dizzy, very dizzy. John’s thoughts were very scattered, he remembered bits and pieces of things. Memories didn’t come rushing back to him, it took him a few minutes to gather what had happened, he was on the battlefield, he ran to a wounded soldier that was crawling across the ground, he had made it halfway t... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | “Where are we?”
“my sensors are not picking up any landmarks we can identify sir.”
“Well, what are you picking up?”
“hmm, hang on a second...the air is breathable, though I don’t think that matters to you. lower gravity than Earth..about ten percent less to be exa.”
“Any useful information?”
“we’re being watched ... | John felt dizzy, very dizzy. John’s thoughts were very scattered, he remembered bits and pieces of things. Memories didn’t come rushing back to him, it took him a few minutes to gather what had happened, he was on the battlefield, he ran to a wounded soldier that was crawling across the ground, he had made it halfway t... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | The battles have dealt with weaponry before, and consider them fair game. In fact, last battle's champion wielded a very handsome and sophisticated spear that one would use to hunt.
But this human's equipment was vastly different. The usual textiles that the species adorns themselves with were replaced with interloc... | John felt dizzy, very dizzy. John’s thoughts were very scattered, he remembered bits and pieces of things. Memories didn’t come rushing back to him, it took him a few minutes to gather what had happened, he was on the battlefield, he ran to a wounded soldier that was crawling across the ground, he had made it halfway t... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | “Welcome to the 137,326,714th intergalactic species showdown!”, the X’O’Blob 9k Fusion Mind transmitted over the hyperspace waves, “The one and only place where entertainment meets ultimate carnage!”
Simmons put a hand to his head, willing the ungodly roar of words to leave his mind. Sighing in relief as the disembodi... | John felt dizzy, very dizzy. John’s thoughts were very scattered, he remembered bits and pieces of things. Memories didn’t come rushing back to him, it took him a few minutes to gather what had happened, he was on the battlefield, he ran to a wounded soldier that was crawling across the ground, he had made it halfway t... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | The Grand Tournament was a tradition dating back a thousand years. The people of the Sr'atlain Cooperative *deserved* a little break every now and then. The blood sport of Tournament time was accompanied by feasting, by marriages, and by traditional Divorce duels. The lesser beings of the galaxy that survived would get... | John felt dizzy, very dizzy. John’s thoughts were very scattered, he remembered bits and pieces of things. Memories didn’t come rushing back to him, it took him a few minutes to gather what had happened, he was on the battlefield, he ran to a wounded soldier that was crawling across the ground, he had made it halfway t... | |
[WP] An alien super-intelligence routinely teleports a random creature from every inhabited planet's most dangerous species into a massive battle royale. Humans are known as a weak species with strange but useless textiles and objects. This year, a battle-ready soldier is chosen. | The human lay on the floor with it's eyes shut tightly, stagnant water dripping from it, a single reed sticking out of its mouth.
After a few moments it opened its eyes to see why the pond water had suddenly vanished, eventually focusing in on the officials surrounding it.
"Hmm. It seems to be in good enough shape, b... | John felt dizzy, very dizzy. John’s thoughts were very scattered, he remembered bits and pieces of things. Memories didn’t come rushing back to him, it took him a few minutes to gather what had happened, he was on the battlefield, he ran to a wounded soldier that was crawling across the ground, he had made it halfway t... |
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