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[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. | In a flash all the contestants were ready. 34 creatures from 34 different planets around the galaxy, all known for their exceptional violence, ruthlessness, and physical prowess... All except one.
Every cycle, the Great One chooses the same 34 species, and every cycle another one of the pathetic humans are torn to sh... | 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. | Millions of sentient species and billions of inhabited worlds made for a startling array of natural killers. It also made for an even wider range of amusing, but useless fodder. Creatures like the organic-mechanical Spithai, with their internal fusion generators, and naturally-grown plasma throwers; or the Eternal Raxa... | 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. | Cracked spear shaft slowly brought to a defensive point. A shaky bloodied hand holds the spear forward, left eye no longer rests in the orbital socket of the hairless ape. How the hell did such a turn of events take place. A human. A stinking, wretched, fucking human.
Year after year my bets were made good. Of cou... | 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... | (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... | |
[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... | It had been years since he found himself in a situation this fucked up and unpredictable. Well, that would be according to his own standards, for most of humanity any of his weekly assignments would be insane. Working in the Foundation, anything could happen. And it means *literally anything*. But he usually had backup... | |
[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. | Oh god. I have no internet so let’s try writing this from my phone. Sorry in advance for typos and punctuation. Already hard enough on the phone but I also got fat thumbs! Best I can get with a quick and dirty write up on the bus!
“Are the contestants ready?”
“Of course Game Master Zerg. Right on time. We have a line ... | It had been years since he found himself in a situation this fucked up and unpredictable. Well, that would be according to his own standards, for most of humanity any of his weekly assignments would be insane. Working in the Foundation, anything could happen. And it means *literally anything*. But he usually had backup... | |
[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 ... | It had been years since he found himself in a situation this fucked up and unpredictable. Well, that would be according to his own standards, for most of humanity any of his weekly assignments would be insane. Working in the Foundation, anything could happen. And it means *literally anything*. But he usually had backup... | |
[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... | It had been years since he found himself in a situation this fucked up and unpredictable. Well, that would be according to his own standards, for most of humanity any of his weekly assignments would be insane. Working in the Foundation, anything could happen. And it means *literally anything*. But he usually had backup... | |
[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 ... | It had been years since he found himself in a situation this fucked up and unpredictable. Well, that would be according to his own standards, for most of humanity any of his weekly assignments would be insane. Working in the Foundation, anything could happen. And it means *literally anything*. But he usually had backup... | |
[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... | It had been years since he found himself in a situation this fucked up and unpredictable. Well, that would be according to his own standards, for most of humanity any of his weekly assignments would be insane. Working in the Foundation, anything could happen. And it means *literally anything*. But he usually had backup... | |
[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... | It had been years since he found himself in a situation this fucked up and unpredictable. Well, that would be according to his own standards, for most of humanity any of his weekly assignments would be insane. Working in the Foundation, anything could happen. And it means *literally anything*. But he usually had backup... | |
[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... | It had been years since he found himself in a situation this fucked up and unpredictable. Well, that would be according to his own standards, for most of humanity any of his weekly assignments would be insane. Working in the Foundation, anything could happen. And it means *literally anything*. But he usually had backup... | |
[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... | It had been years since he found himself in a situation this fucked up and unpredictable. Well, that would be according to his own standards, for most of humanity any of his weekly assignments would be insane. Working in the Foundation, anything could happen. And it means *literally anything*. But he usually had backup... | |
[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. | In a flash all the contestants were ready. 34 creatures from 34 different planets around the galaxy, all known for their exceptional violence, ruthlessness, and physical prowess... All except one.
Every cycle, the Great One chooses the same 34 species, and every cycle another one of the pathetic humans are torn to sh... | It had been years since he found himself in a situation this fucked up and unpredictable. Well, that would be according to his own standards, for most of humanity any of his weekly assignments would be insane. Working in the Foundation, anything could happen. And it means *literally anything*. But he usually had backup... | |
[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. | Humans. Most of them are frail and are usually first blood. They cower in fear as the Prowlers and Gignids rip them apart. Some are different, some can put up a fight if they happen to have weapons on them, but none have been crowned champion yet.
"This year should be exciting, we might not even get a human from earth... | It had been years since he found himself in a situation this fucked up and unpredictable. Well, that would be according to his own standards, for most of humanity any of his weekly assignments would be insane. Working in the Foundation, anything could happen. And it means *literally anything*. But he usually had backup... | |
[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. | "Checking in now in the livestock quandrant-"
"Blarb, we can't call it-"
"-the 'less developed' quadrant." Blarb waved a dismissive tentacle at Rankle and continued. "These participants are those that haven't mastered spaceflight or any reasonable level of technology, but still qualify for Contest based on their inte... | It had been years since he found himself in a situation this fucked up and unpredictable. Well, that would be according to his own standards, for most of humanity any of his weekly assignments would be insane. Working in the Foundation, anything could happen. And it means *literally anything*. But he usually had backup... | |
[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. | Millions of sentient species and billions of inhabited worlds made for a startling array of natural killers. It also made for an even wider range of amusing, but useless fodder. Creatures like the organic-mechanical Spithai, with their internal fusion generators, and naturally-grown plasma throwers; or the Eternal Raxa... | It had been years since he found himself in a situation this fucked up and unpredictable. Well, that would be according to his own standards, for most of humanity any of his weekly assignments would be insane. Working in the Foundation, anything could happen. And it means *literally anything*. But he usually had backup... | |
[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. | Cracked spear shaft slowly brought to a defensive point. A shaky bloodied hand holds the spear forward, left eye no longer rests in the orbital socket of the hairless ape. How the hell did such a turn of events take place. A human. A stinking, wretched, fucking human.
Year after year my bets were made good. Of cou... | It had been years since he found himself in a situation this fucked up and unpredictable. Well, that would be according to his own standards, for most of humanity any of his weekly assignments would be insane. Working in the Foundation, anything could happen. And it means *literally anything*. But he usually had backup... | |
[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 ... | 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... | |
[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 ... | Oh god. I have no internet so let’s try writing this from my phone. Sorry in advance for typos and punctuation. Already hard enough on the phone but I also got fat thumbs! Best I can get with a quick and dirty write up on the bus!
“Are the contestants ready?”
“Of course Game Master Zerg. Right on time. We have a line ... | |
[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... | Oh god. I have no internet so let’s try writing this from my phone. Sorry in advance for typos and punctuation. Already hard enough on the phone but I also got fat thumbs! Best I can get with a quick and dirty write up on the bus!
“Are the contestants ready?”
“Of course Game Master Zerg. Right on time. We have a line ... | |
[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 ... | Oh god. I have no internet so let’s try writing this from my phone. Sorry in advance for typos and punctuation. Already hard enough on the phone but I also got fat thumbs! Best I can get with a quick and dirty write up on the bus!
“Are the contestants ready?”
“Of course Game Master Zerg. Right on time. We have a line ... | |
[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... | Oh god. I have no internet so let’s try writing this from my phone. Sorry in advance for typos and punctuation. Already hard enough on the phone but I also got fat thumbs! Best I can get with a quick and dirty write up on the bus!
“Are the contestants ready?”
“Of course Game Master Zerg. Right on time. We have a line ... | |
[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... | Oh god. I have no internet so let’s try writing this from my phone. Sorry in advance for typos and punctuation. Already hard enough on the phone but I also got fat thumbs! Best I can get with a quick and dirty write up on the bus!
“Are the contestants ready?”
“Of course Game Master Zerg. Right on time. We have a line ... | |
[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... | Oh god. I have no internet so let’s try writing this from my phone. Sorry in advance for typos and punctuation. Already hard enough on the phone but I also got fat thumbs! Best I can get with a quick and dirty write up on the bus!
“Are the contestants ready?”
“Of course Game Master Zerg. Right on time. We have a line ... | |
[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... | Oh god. I have no internet so let’s try writing this from my phone. Sorry in advance for typos and punctuation. Already hard enough on the phone but I also got fat thumbs! Best I can get with a quick and dirty write up on the bus!
“Are the contestants ready?”
“Of course Game Master Zerg. Right on time. We have a line ... | |
[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. | In a flash all the contestants were ready. 34 creatures from 34 different planets around the galaxy, all known for their exceptional violence, ruthlessness, and physical prowess... All except one.
Every cycle, the Great One chooses the same 34 species, and every cycle another one of the pathetic humans are torn to sh... | Oh god. I have no internet so let’s try writing this from my phone. Sorry in advance for typos and punctuation. Already hard enough on the phone but I also got fat thumbs! Best I can get with a quick and dirty write up on the bus!
“Are the contestants ready?”
“Of course Game Master Zerg. Right on time. We have a line ... | |
[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. | Humans. Most of them are frail and are usually first blood. They cower in fear as the Prowlers and Gignids rip them apart. Some are different, some can put up a fight if they happen to have weapons on them, but none have been crowned champion yet.
"This year should be exciting, we might not even get a human from earth... | Oh god. I have no internet so let’s try writing this from my phone. Sorry in advance for typos and punctuation. Already hard enough on the phone but I also got fat thumbs! Best I can get with a quick and dirty write up on the bus!
“Are the contestants ready?”
“Of course Game Master Zerg. Right on time. We have a line ... | |
[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. | "Checking in now in the livestock quandrant-"
"Blarb, we can't call it-"
"-the 'less developed' quadrant." Blarb waved a dismissive tentacle at Rankle and continued. "These participants are those that haven't mastered spaceflight or any reasonable level of technology, but still qualify for Contest based on their inte... | Oh god. I have no internet so let’s try writing this from my phone. Sorry in advance for typos and punctuation. Already hard enough on the phone but I also got fat thumbs! Best I can get with a quick and dirty write up on the bus!
“Are the contestants ready?”
“Of course Game Master Zerg. Right on time. We have a line ... | |
[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. | Millions of sentient species and billions of inhabited worlds made for a startling array of natural killers. It also made for an even wider range of amusing, but useless fodder. Creatures like the organic-mechanical Spithai, with their internal fusion generators, and naturally-grown plasma throwers; or the Eternal Raxa... | Oh god. I have no internet so let’s try writing this from my phone. Sorry in advance for typos and punctuation. Already hard enough on the phone but I also got fat thumbs! Best I can get with a quick and dirty write up on the bus!
“Are the contestants ready?”
“Of course Game Master Zerg. Right on time. We have a line ... | |
[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. | Cracked spear shaft slowly brought to a defensive point. A shaky bloodied hand holds the spear forward, left eye no longer rests in the orbital socket of the hairless ape. How the hell did such a turn of events take place. A human. A stinking, wretched, fucking human.
Year after year my bets were made good. Of cou... | Oh god. I have no internet so let’s try writing this from my phone. Sorry in advance for typos and punctuation. Already hard enough on the phone but I also got fat thumbs! Best I can get with a quick and dirty write up on the bus!
“Are the contestants ready?”
“Of course Game Master Zerg. Right on time. We have a line ... | |
[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... | "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... | |
[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... | 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... | |
[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. | Millions of sentient species and billions of inhabited worlds made for a startling array of natural killers. It also made for an even wider range of amusing, but useless fodder. Creatures like the organic-mechanical Spithai, with their internal fusion generators, and naturally-grown plasma throwers; or the Eternal Raxa... | 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... | |
[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... | “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... | |
[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. | Millions of sentient species and billions of inhabited worlds made for a startling array of natural killers. It also made for an even wider range of amusing, but useless fodder. Creatures like the organic-mechanical Spithai, with their internal fusion generators, and naturally-grown plasma throwers; or the Eternal Raxa... | “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... | |
[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. | In a flash all the contestants were ready. 34 creatures from 34 different planets around the galaxy, all known for their exceptional violence, ruthlessness, and physical prowess... All except one.
Every cycle, the Great One chooses the same 34 species, and every cycle another one of the pathetic humans are torn to sh... | 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... | |
[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. | Millions of sentient species and billions of inhabited worlds made for a startling array of natural killers. It also made for an even wider range of amusing, but useless fodder. Creatures like the organic-mechanical Spithai, with their internal fusion generators, and naturally-grown plasma throwers; or the Eternal Raxa... | 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... | |
[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. | Cracked spear shaft slowly brought to a defensive point. A shaky bloodied hand holds the spear forward, left eye no longer rests in the orbital socket of the hairless ape. How the hell did such a turn of events take place. A human. A stinking, wretched, fucking human.
Year after year my bets were made good. Of cou... | 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... | |
[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. | In a flash all the contestants were ready. 34 creatures from 34 different planets around the galaxy, all known for their exceptional violence, ruthlessness, and physical prowess... All except one.
Every cycle, the Great One chooses the same 34 species, and every cycle another one of the pathetic humans are torn to sh... | I receive the confirmation that we got all the 150 species and we transfer them to the planet Terranavi. I’m the chief engineer of this planet and we needed such a planet to host this sort of event. We collect different species from different planets and putting them on a piece of rock that only habitable for some of 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. | Humans. Most of them are frail and are usually first blood. They cower in fear as the Prowlers and Gignids rip them apart. Some are different, some can put up a fight if they happen to have weapons on them, but none have been crowned champion yet.
"This year should be exciting, we might not even get a human from earth... | I receive the confirmation that we got all the 150 species and we transfer them to the planet Terranavi. I’m the chief engineer of this planet and we needed such a planet to host this sort of event. We collect different species from different planets and putting them on a piece of rock that only habitable for some of 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. | "Checking in now in the livestock quandrant-"
"Blarb, we can't call it-"
"-the 'less developed' quadrant." Blarb waved a dismissive tentacle at Rankle and continued. "These participants are those that haven't mastered spaceflight or any reasonable level of technology, but still qualify for Contest based on their inte... | I receive the confirmation that we got all the 150 species and we transfer them to the planet Terranavi. I’m the chief engineer of this planet and we needed such a planet to host this sort of event. We collect different species from different planets and putting them on a piece of rock that only habitable for some of 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. | Millions of sentient species and billions of inhabited worlds made for a startling array of natural killers. It also made for an even wider range of amusing, but useless fodder. Creatures like the organic-mechanical Spithai, with their internal fusion generators, and naturally-grown plasma throwers; or the Eternal Raxa... | I receive the confirmation that we got all the 150 species and we transfer them to the planet Terranavi. I’m the chief engineer of this planet and we needed such a planet to host this sort of event. We collect different species from different planets and putting them on a piece of rock that only habitable for some of 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. | Cracked spear shaft slowly brought to a defensive point. A shaky bloodied hand holds the spear forward, left eye no longer rests in the orbital socket of the hairless ape. How the hell did such a turn of events take place. A human. A stinking, wretched, fucking human.
Year after year my bets were made good. Of cou... | I receive the confirmation that we got all the 150 species and we transfer them to the planet Terranavi. I’m the chief engineer of this planet and we needed such a planet to host this sort of event. We collect different species from different planets and putting them on a piece of rock that only habitable for some of 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. | "Sir... I think we've made a mistake"
The alien overlord looked at his servant, he was trembling.
"It is only a human, how can this be so frightening to you?"
The overlord looked at the camera, the recording was showing the cells but... it was chaos down there.
"I NEED TO KNOW WHAT IS GOING ON" The overlord screame... | I receive the confirmation that we got all the 150 species and we transfer them to the planet Terranavi. I’m the chief engineer of this planet and we needed such a planet to host this sort of event. We collect different species from different planets and putting them on a piece of rock that only habitable for some of 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. | Humans were quite the anomaly within the galaxy - unsophisticated, lacking any sort of psychokinesis, magic, or other advanced mental abilities, they had resorted to using tools and each other as ways to progress. Early humans summoned would speak in guttural tones, carrying sharpened stone and being muscled enough to ... | I receive the confirmation that we got all the 150 species and we transfer them to the planet Terranavi. I’m the chief engineer of this planet and we needed such a planet to host this sort of event. We collect different species from different planets and putting them on a piece of rock that only habitable for some of 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 bet on the human?" my friend asks. "Tool-reliant creatures never do well."
"Just got to get one with the right tools," I say. "We use tools, don't we?"
"It's not the same."
"Sure it is. If you had a weapon, instead of food, even you'd do pretty well. Have you seen their planet's record?" It was not a good reco... | I receive the confirmation that we got all the 150 species and we transfer them to the planet Terranavi. I’m the chief engineer of this planet and we needed such a planet to host this sort of event. We collect different species from different planets and putting them on a piece of rock that only habitable for some of 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. | One moment I was in the streets of Al-Fallujah, locked in a gunfight with Isis militants. The next, I was standing in some extraterrestrial super dome, shoulder to shoulder with an amalgam of terrifying creatures.
At first, I think it a dream. But the metallic, scratched grip of my M4 responds all too familiarly, pa... | I receive the confirmation that we got all the 150 species and we transfer them to the planet Terranavi. I’m the chief engineer of this planet and we needed such a planet to host this sort of event. We collect different species from different planets and putting them on a piece of rock that only habitable for some of 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 soldier had been fighting without rest for three days.
The enemies attacks had claimed the use of his right arm and maimed half his body, but still he fought on.
As he closed his eyes during an all too frequent lull in the fighting and prayed death didn’t claim him, what was probably the last thing he could... | I receive the confirmation that we got all the 150 species and we transfer them to the planet Terranavi. I’m the chief engineer of this planet and we needed such a planet to host this sort of event. We collect different species from different planets and putting them on a piece of rock that only habitable for some of 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. | “We have an anomaly sir in the harvest for the battle royals.”
“What is it Kleitus? Have you bought an amusing play thing for me today?”
Kleitus shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other. “Well we captured a human as per usual but this one is different.”
The merciless overlord raised an eyebrow his finger hov... | I receive the confirmation that we got all the 150 species and we transfer them to the planet Terranavi. I’m the chief engineer of this planet and we needed such a planet to host this sort of event. We collect different species from different planets and putting them on a piece of rock that only habitable for some of 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. | Khaleri'huik knows very well when a bet will prove profitable. It's always been a talent of his, the reason he thrived upon entering the underworld. Usually, his job involves illegal fight rings, males and females starved and pitted against each other, fighting veak and pincer to come out on top. To come out alive.
I... | I receive the confirmation that we got all the 150 species and we transfer them to the planet Terranavi. I’m the chief engineer of this planet and we needed such a planet to host this sort of event. We collect different species from different planets and putting them on a piece of rock that only habitable for some of 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. | Millions of sentient species and billions of inhabited worlds made for a startling array of natural killers. It also made for an even wider range of amusing, but useless fodder. Creatures like the organic-mechanical Spithai, with their internal fusion generators, and naturally-grown plasma throwers; or the Eternal Raxa... | In a flash all the contestants were ready. 34 creatures from 34 different planets around the galaxy, all known for their exceptional violence, ruthlessness, and physical prowess... All except one.
Every cycle, the Great One chooses the same 34 species, and every cycle another one of the pathetic humans are torn to sh... | |
[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. | Cracked spear shaft slowly brought to a defensive point. A shaky bloodied hand holds the spear forward, left eye no longer rests in the orbital socket of the hairless ape. How the hell did such a turn of events take place. A human. A stinking, wretched, fucking human.
Year after year my bets were made good. Of cou... | In a flash all the contestants were ready. 34 creatures from 34 different planets around the galaxy, all known for their exceptional violence, ruthlessness, and physical prowess... All except one.
Every cycle, the Great One chooses the same 34 species, and every cycle another one of the pathetic humans are torn to sh... | |
[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. | "Checking in now in the livestock quandrant-"
"Blarb, we can't call it-"
"-the 'less developed' quadrant." Blarb waved a dismissive tentacle at Rankle and continued. "These participants are those that haven't mastered spaceflight or any reasonable level of technology, but still qualify for Contest based on their inte... | Humans. Most of them are frail and are usually first blood. They cower in fear as the Prowlers and Gignids rip them apart. Some are different, some can put up a fight if they happen to have weapons on them, but none have been crowned champion yet.
"This year should be exciting, we might not even get a human from earth... | |
[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. | Millions of sentient species and billions of inhabited worlds made for a startling array of natural killers. It also made for an even wider range of amusing, but useless fodder. Creatures like the organic-mechanical Spithai, with their internal fusion generators, and naturally-grown plasma throwers; or the Eternal Raxa... | Humans. Most of them are frail and are usually first blood. They cower in fear as the Prowlers and Gignids rip them apart. Some are different, some can put up a fight if they happen to have weapons on them, but none have been crowned champion yet.
"This year should be exciting, we might not even get a human from earth... | |
[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. | Cracked spear shaft slowly brought to a defensive point. A shaky bloodied hand holds the spear forward, left eye no longer rests in the orbital socket of the hairless ape. How the hell did such a turn of events take place. A human. A stinking, wretched, fucking human.
Year after year my bets were made good. Of cou... | Humans. Most of them are frail and are usually first blood. They cower in fear as the Prowlers and Gignids rip them apart. Some are different, some can put up a fight if they happen to have weapons on them, but none have been crowned champion yet.
"This year should be exciting, we might not even get a human from earth... | |
[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. | Millions of sentient species and billions of inhabited worlds made for a startling array of natural killers. It also made for an even wider range of amusing, but useless fodder. Creatures like the organic-mechanical Spithai, with their internal fusion generators, and naturally-grown plasma throwers; or the Eternal Raxa... | "Checking in now in the livestock quandrant-"
"Blarb, we can't call it-"
"-the 'less developed' quadrant." Blarb waved a dismissive tentacle at Rankle and continued. "These participants are those that haven't mastered spaceflight or any reasonable level of technology, but still qualify for Contest based on their inte... | |
[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. | Cracked spear shaft slowly brought to a defensive point. A shaky bloodied hand holds the spear forward, left eye no longer rests in the orbital socket of the hairless ape. How the hell did such a turn of events take place. A human. A stinking, wretched, fucking human.
Year after year my bets were made good. Of cou... | "Checking in now in the livestock quandrant-"
"Blarb, we can't call it-"
"-the 'less developed' quadrant." Blarb waved a dismissive tentacle at Rankle and continued. "These participants are those that haven't mastered spaceflight or any reasonable level of technology, but still qualify for Contest based on their inte... | |
[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. | Millions of sentient species and billions of inhabited worlds made for a startling array of natural killers. It also made for an even wider range of amusing, but useless fodder. Creatures like the organic-mechanical Spithai, with their internal fusion generators, and naturally-grown plasma throwers; or the Eternal Raxa... | I saw a flash of light, and an instant, my whole squad was gone.. I left iraq behind, for somewhere... Artificial... My environment has the look of a high resolution fortnite level.. it was definitely artificial. , Built with care. Bladed weapons were hovering above ground. Slowly rotating, ammo , med kits. Ever... | |
[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. | Cracked spear shaft slowly brought to a defensive point. A shaky bloodied hand holds the spear forward, left eye no longer rests in the orbital socket of the hairless ape. How the hell did such a turn of events take place. A human. A stinking, wretched, fucking human.
Year after year my bets were made good. Of cou... | I saw a flash of light, and an instant, my whole squad was gone.. I left iraq behind, for somewhere... Artificial... My environment has the look of a high resolution fortnite level.. it was definitely artificial. , Built with care. Bladed weapons were hovering above ground. Slowly rotating, ammo , med kits. Ever... | |
[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. | "Sir... I think we've made a mistake"
The alien overlord looked at his servant, he was trembling.
"It is only a human, how can this be so frightening to you?"
The overlord looked at the camera, the recording was showing the cells but... it was chaos down there.
"I NEED TO KNOW WHAT IS GOING ON" The overlord screame... | I saw a flash of light, and an instant, my whole squad was gone.. I left iraq behind, for somewhere... Artificial... My environment has the look of a high resolution fortnite level.. it was definitely artificial. , Built with care. Bladed weapons were hovering above ground. Slowly rotating, ammo , med kits. Ever... | |
[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. | Humans were quite the anomaly within the galaxy - unsophisticated, lacking any sort of psychokinesis, magic, or other advanced mental abilities, they had resorted to using tools and each other as ways to progress. Early humans summoned would speak in guttural tones, carrying sharpened stone and being muscled enough to ... | I saw a flash of light, and an instant, my whole squad was gone.. I left iraq behind, for somewhere... Artificial... My environment has the look of a high resolution fortnite level.. it was definitely artificial. , Built with care. Bladed weapons were hovering above ground. Slowly rotating, ammo , med kits. Ever... | |
[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 bet on the human?" my friend asks. "Tool-reliant creatures never do well."
"Just got to get one with the right tools," I say. "We use tools, don't we?"
"It's not the same."
"Sure it is. If you had a weapon, instead of food, even you'd do pretty well. Have you seen their planet's record?" It was not a good reco... | I saw a flash of light, and an instant, my whole squad was gone.. I left iraq behind, for somewhere... Artificial... My environment has the look of a high resolution fortnite level.. it was definitely artificial. , Built with care. Bladed weapons were hovering above ground. Slowly rotating, ammo , med kits. Ever... | |
[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. | One moment I was in the streets of Al-Fallujah, locked in a gunfight with Isis militants. The next, I was standing in some extraterrestrial super dome, shoulder to shoulder with an amalgam of terrifying creatures.
At first, I think it a dream. But the metallic, scratched grip of my M4 responds all too familiarly, pa... | I saw a flash of light, and an instant, my whole squad was gone.. I left iraq behind, for somewhere... Artificial... My environment has the look of a high resolution fortnite level.. it was definitely artificial. , Built with care. Bladed weapons were hovering above ground. Slowly rotating, ammo , med kits. Ever... | |
[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 soldier had been fighting without rest for three days.
The enemies attacks had claimed the use of his right arm and maimed half his body, but still he fought on.
As he closed his eyes during an all too frequent lull in the fighting and prayed death didn’t claim him, what was probably the last thing he could... | I saw a flash of light, and an instant, my whole squad was gone.. I left iraq behind, for somewhere... Artificial... My environment has the look of a high resolution fortnite level.. it was definitely artificial. , Built with care. Bladed weapons were hovering above ground. Slowly rotating, ammo , med kits. Ever... | |
[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. | “We have an anomaly sir in the harvest for the battle royals.”
“What is it Kleitus? Have you bought an amusing play thing for me today?”
Kleitus shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other. “Well we captured a human as per usual but this one is different.”
The merciless overlord raised an eyebrow his finger hov... | I saw a flash of light, and an instant, my whole squad was gone.. I left iraq behind, for somewhere... Artificial... My environment has the look of a high resolution fortnite level.. it was definitely artificial. , Built with care. Bladed weapons were hovering above ground. Slowly rotating, ammo , med kits. Ever... | |
[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. | Khaleri'huik knows very well when a bet will prove profitable. It's always been a talent of his, the reason he thrived upon entering the underworld. Usually, his job involves illegal fight rings, males and females starved and pitted against each other, fighting veak and pincer to come out on top. To come out alive.
I... | I saw a flash of light, and an instant, my whole squad was gone.. I left iraq behind, for somewhere... Artificial... My environment has the look of a high resolution fortnite level.. it was definitely artificial. , Built with care. Bladed weapons were hovering above ground. Slowly rotating, ammo , med kits. Ever... | |
[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. | Humans. Normally a subject of derision, weak and infirm. But this thing was not really like those that had been taken before. Xallahieinxix looked at it in the cell it occupied ready for the Battle Royale.
It was taller than previous specimens and bulkier, clad in some kind of advanced armour. A dozen small drones buz... | I saw a flash of light, and an instant, my whole squad was gone.. I left iraq behind, for somewhere... Artificial... My environment has the look of a high resolution fortnite level.. it was definitely artificial. , Built with care. Bladed weapons were hovering above ground. Slowly rotating, ammo , med kits. Ever... | |
[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. | Humans were quite the anomaly within the galaxy - unsophisticated, lacking any sort of psychokinesis, magic, or other advanced mental abilities, they had resorted to using tools and each other as ways to progress. Early humans summoned would speak in guttural tones, carrying sharpened stone and being muscled enough to ... | "Sir... I think we've made a mistake"
The alien overlord looked at his servant, he was trembling.
"It is only a human, how can this be so frightening to you?"
The overlord looked at the camera, the recording was showing the cells but... it was chaos down there.
"I NEED TO KNOW WHAT IS GOING ON" The overlord screame... | |
[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. | One moment I was in the streets of Al-Fallujah, locked in a gunfight with Isis militants. The next, I was standing in some extraterrestrial super dome, shoulder to shoulder with an amalgam of terrifying creatures.
At first, I think it a dream. But the metallic, scratched grip of my M4 responds all too familiarly, pa... | "You bet on the human?" my friend asks. "Tool-reliant creatures never do well."
"Just got to get one with the right tools," I say. "We use tools, don't we?"
"It's not the same."
"Sure it is. If you had a weapon, instead of food, even you'd do pretty well. Have you seen their planet's record?" It was not a good reco... | |
[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 soldier had been fighting without rest for three days.
The enemies attacks had claimed the use of his right arm and maimed half his body, but still he fought on.
As he closed his eyes during an all too frequent lull in the fighting and prayed death didn’t claim him, what was probably the last thing he could... | "You bet on the human?" my friend asks. "Tool-reliant creatures never do well."
"Just got to get one with the right tools," I say. "We use tools, don't we?"
"It's not the same."
"Sure it is. If you had a weapon, instead of food, even you'd do pretty well. Have you seen their planet's record?" It was not a good reco... | |
[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. | Khaleri'huik knows very well when a bet will prove profitable. It's always been a talent of his, the reason he thrived upon entering the underworld. Usually, his job involves illegal fight rings, males and females starved and pitted against each other, fighting veak and pincer to come out on top. To come out alive.
I... | "You bet on the human?" my friend asks. "Tool-reliant creatures never do well."
"Just got to get one with the right tools," I say. "We use tools, don't we?"
"It's not the same."
"Sure it is. If you had a weapon, instead of food, even you'd do pretty well. Have you seen their planet's record?" It was not a good reco... | |
[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 soldier had been fighting without rest for three days.
The enemies attacks had claimed the use of his right arm and maimed half his body, but still he fought on.
As he closed his eyes during an all too frequent lull in the fighting and prayed death didn’t claim him, what was probably the last thing he could... | One moment I was in the streets of Al-Fallujah, locked in a gunfight with Isis militants. The next, I was standing in some extraterrestrial super dome, shoulder to shoulder with an amalgam of terrifying creatures.
At first, I think it a dream. But the metallic, scratched grip of my M4 responds all too familiarly, pa... | |
[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. | Khaleri'huik knows very well when a bet will prove profitable. It's always been a talent of his, the reason he thrived upon entering the underworld. Usually, his job involves illegal fight rings, males and females starved and pitted against each other, fighting veak and pincer to come out on top. To come out alive.
I... | One moment I was in the streets of Al-Fallujah, locked in a gunfight with Isis militants. The next, I was standing in some extraterrestrial super dome, shoulder to shoulder with an amalgam of terrifying creatures.
At first, I think it a dream. But the metallic, scratched grip of my M4 responds all too familiarly, pa... | |
[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. | Khaleri'huik knows very well when a bet will prove profitable. It's always been a talent of his, the reason he thrived upon entering the underworld. Usually, his job involves illegal fight rings, males and females starved and pitted against each other, fighting veak and pincer to come out on top. To come out alive.
I... | “We have an anomaly sir in the harvest for the battle royals.”
“What is it Kleitus? Have you bought an amusing play thing for me today?”
Kleitus shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other. “Well we captured a human as per usual but this one is different.”
The merciless overlord raised an eyebrow his finger hov... | |
[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. | Khaleri'huik knows very well when a bet will prove profitable. It's always been a talent of his, the reason he thrived upon entering the underworld. Usually, his job involves illegal fight rings, males and females starved and pitted against each other, fighting veak and pincer to come out on top. To come out alive.
I... | There were goos of various colors strewn throughout the floor, and the alien overlords were shocked. In a normal competition, the tributes would be told of their murderous tasks, and being that most of the randomly selected tributes were commoners, they would scatter throughout the island. Normal creatures would want 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. | Humans. Normally a subject of derision, weak and infirm. But this thing was not really like those that had been taken before. Xallahieinxix looked at it in the cell it occupied ready for the Battle Royale.
It was taller than previous specimens and bulkier, clad in some kind of advanced armour. A dozen small drones buz... | There were goos of various colors strewn throughout the floor, and the alien overlords were shocked. In a normal competition, the tributes would be told of their murderous tasks, and being that most of the randomly selected tributes were commoners, they would scatter throughout the island. Normal creatures would want t... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | "I started awake, and peered through the dust in my eyes to see the sun overhead. Blinded, I rolled over."
"Through the throbbing pain I looked to my left and saw a path through the trees. I looked to my right and lost my breath. Before me sat a large rock right near me covered in blood, as if it were an altar of sacr... | Well the uncanny valley a study on a chart saying that we actually accept and increase our affinity for robots in human likeness as they look more life-like but to a limit. That limit is the uncanny valley, the fact that after a while no matter how detailed, there are no facial muscles, breathing patterns, natural eye ... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | I was a god amongst men. A great warrior who has cut down many men with my sword, eaten the hearts of my brave enemies. I felt nothing in this world could bring me down, other than God himself. So when this petty lord had hired me to lay waste to one of his own villages, I knew something was wrong. He gave me no reason... | Well the uncanny valley a study on a chart saying that we actually accept and increase our affinity for robots in human likeness as they look more life-like but to a limit. That limit is the uncanny valley, the fact that after a while no matter how detailed, there are no facial muscles, breathing patterns, natural eye ... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | This has all happened before, and it will all happen again.
They infiltrated every position of power in society. The perfect ones. The strong one. The beautiful ones. Their name came from the glint and hue of their synthetic skin: Titans. Some called them gods. Some called them strangers. A few ran in terror, as far a... | Well the uncanny valley a study on a chart saying that we actually accept and increase our affinity for robots in human likeness as they look more life-like but to a limit. That limit is the uncanny valley, the fact that after a while no matter how detailed, there are no facial muscles, breathing patterns, natural eye ... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | The humans always ran.
They were hunting or hunted but never in between.
When they were hunting it was at the creatures that looked different.
The creatures who were food.
When they were hunted it was by the creatures that looked the same.
The creatures who were hungry.
Food is what we became.
The humans had to learn.... | Well the uncanny valley a study on a chart saying that we actually accept and increase our affinity for robots in human likeness as they look more life-like but to a limit. That limit is the uncanny valley, the fact that after a while no matter how detailed, there are no facial muscles, breathing patterns, natural eye ... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | Pixwhirx sighed as he studied the analysis of the data he'd fed into the interworld-ship's main computer. Nothing else for it, he'd have to tell Dreemar.
"What do you mean it's *not going to work*???" Dreemar demanded angrily.
Pixwhirx had known he would react like this; it was after-all Dreemar's first command of... | Well the uncanny valley a study on a chart saying that we actually accept and increase our affinity for robots in human likeness as they look more life-like but to a limit. That limit is the uncanny valley, the fact that after a while no matter how detailed, there are no facial muscles, breathing patterns, natural eye ... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | This has all happened before, and it will all happen again.
They infiltrated every position of power in society. The perfect ones. The strong one. The beautiful ones. Their name came from the glint and hue of their synthetic skin: Titans. Some called them gods. Some called them strangers. A few ran in terror, as far a... | Sand bit into the old man's skin as the wind whipped it at his hands, his arms, his face. He trudged on. The once cloudless sky was no more than an orange haze now. The old man thought back to that time before his joints ached and his eyes had grown cloudy, when he'd last seen the heavens extend above in a never ending... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | The humans always ran.
They were hunting or hunted but never in between.
When they were hunting it was at the creatures that looked different.
The creatures who were food.
When they were hunted it was by the creatures that looked the same.
The creatures who were hungry.
Food is what we became.
The humans had to learn.... | Sand bit into the old man's skin as the wind whipped it at his hands, his arms, his face. He trudged on. The once cloudless sky was no more than an orange haze now. The old man thought back to that time before his joints ached and his eyes had grown cloudy, when he'd last seen the heavens extend above in a never ending... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | \[Poem\]
**Being Human**
The eye can show a person’s soul, it acts just like a gate,
And every time I look at mine, I see that there’s no fate.
Disgust and fear are all I see, I feel this rising heat,
And more and more I lose myself, with every sudden beat.
\--
My heart it pounds, it cannot stop, I have become a... | Sand bit into the old man's skin as the wind whipped it at his hands, his arms, his face. He trudged on. The once cloudless sky was no more than an orange haze now. The old man thought back to that time before his joints ached and his eyes had grown cloudy, when he'd last seen the heavens extend above in a never ending... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | Pixwhirx sighed as he studied the analysis of the data he'd fed into the interworld-ship's main computer. Nothing else for it, he'd have to tell Dreemar.
"What do you mean it's *not going to work*???" Dreemar demanded angrily.
Pixwhirx had known he would react like this; it was after-all Dreemar's first command of... | Sand bit into the old man's skin as the wind whipped it at his hands, his arms, his face. He trudged on. The once cloudless sky was no more than an orange haze now. The old man thought back to that time before his joints ached and his eyes had grown cloudy, when he'd last seen the heavens extend above in a never ending... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | Meat. Pain. Hunt. Fear. Primal feelings lodged deep inside humanity, inside everyone's minds. Right at the back. Fear of the dark.
Fear of a stranger in the dark .
He looked up at the dull, white hospital ceiling and blinked. His face feels heavier today, can barely bring himself to smile or even open his eyes, but... | Sand bit into the old man's skin as the wind whipped it at his hands, his arms, his face. He trudged on. The once cloudless sky was no more than an orange haze now. The old man thought back to that time before his joints ached and his eyes had grown cloudy, when he'd last seen the heavens extend above in a never ending... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | This has all happened before, and it will all happen again.
They infiltrated every position of power in society. The perfect ones. The strong one. The beautiful ones. Their name came from the glint and hue of their synthetic skin: Titans. Some called them gods. Some called them strangers. A few ran in terror, as far a... | "I started awake, and peered through the dust in my eyes to see the sun overhead. Blinded, I rolled over."
"Through the throbbing pain I looked to my left and saw a path through the trees. I looked to my right and lost my breath. Before me sat a large rock right near me covered in blood, as if it were an altar of sacr... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | Pixwhirx sighed as he studied the analysis of the data he'd fed into the interworld-ship's main computer. Nothing else for it, he'd have to tell Dreemar.
"What do you mean it's *not going to work*???" Dreemar demanded angrily.
Pixwhirx had known he would react like this; it was after-all Dreemar's first command of... | The humans always ran.
They were hunting or hunted but never in between.
When they were hunting it was at the creatures that looked different.
The creatures who were food.
When they were hunted it was by the creatures that looked the same.
The creatures who were hungry.
Food is what we became.
The humans had to learn.... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | Pixwhirx sighed as he studied the analysis of the data he'd fed into the interworld-ship's main computer. Nothing else for it, he'd have to tell Dreemar.
"What do you mean it's *not going to work*???" Dreemar demanded angrily.
Pixwhirx had known he would react like this; it was after-all Dreemar's first command of... | \[Use this guide to translate the caveman speech.\]([https://public.wsu.edu/\~delahoyd/cavespeak.html](https://public.wsu.edu/~delahoyd/cavespeak.html))
“Neecha, maka. Igac maka-daka neecha!”
The other four cavemen whooped and hollered at Igac’s boastful retelling of the saber-toothed cat he had killed earlier that d... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | Meat. Pain. Hunt. Fear. Primal feelings lodged deep inside humanity, inside everyone's minds. Right at the back. Fear of the dark.
Fear of a stranger in the dark .
He looked up at the dull, white hospital ceiling and blinked. His face feels heavier today, can barely bring himself to smile or even open his eyes, but... | \[Use this guide to translate the caveman speech.\]([https://public.wsu.edu/\~delahoyd/cavespeak.html](https://public.wsu.edu/~delahoyd/cavespeak.html))
“Neecha, maka. Igac maka-daka neecha!”
The other four cavemen whooped and hollered at Igac’s boastful retelling of the saber-toothed cat he had killed earlier that d... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | Anthropology had always been my primary career choice. The finding of missing persons was detour more than anything, a trick I picked up living with an obscure and traditional tribe. Nonetheless, it was my last case as the latter that persuaded me to change course and focus my efforts on the former. The C----- Townland... | \[Use this guide to translate the caveman speech.\]([https://public.wsu.edu/\~delahoyd/cavespeak.html](https://public.wsu.edu/~delahoyd/cavespeak.html))
“Neecha, maka. Igac maka-daka neecha!”
The other four cavemen whooped and hollered at Igac’s boastful retelling of the saber-toothed cat he had killed earlier that d... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | The retired professor turned this way and that, crazy haired and wild eyed, looking for something that wasn't there.
Sturbink's office light had shut off about thirty seconds ago. He had been lost in the research time vortex that afflicted adderall users everywhere, absorbed by first hand accounts of murders from the ... | \[Use this guide to translate the caveman speech.\]([https://public.wsu.edu/\~delahoyd/cavespeak.html](https://public.wsu.edu/~delahoyd/cavespeak.html))
“Neecha, maka. Igac maka-daka neecha!”
The other four cavemen whooped and hollered at Igac’s boastful retelling of the saber-toothed cat he had killed earlier that d... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | "So there is a bit of fuzzy area. Anything below this and our brain is happy to leave it alone and call it Non Human. Anything above this, our brain will identify a face as definitely human. But if you look at a face that falls in this area, uncanny valley as we call it, our brain just can't fully process it. It confus... | \[Use this guide to translate the caveman speech.\]([https://public.wsu.edu/\~delahoyd/cavespeak.html](https://public.wsu.edu/~delahoyd/cavespeak.html))
“Neecha, maka. Igac maka-daka neecha!”
The other four cavemen whooped and hollered at Igac’s boastful retelling of the saber-toothed cat he had killed earlier that d... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | An Old Man is seated on a rock by a large bonfire. To either side of him a group of about a dozen youths sit cross legged, ringing the fire. A few of the youths are whittling at blocks of wood, while others nibble on jerky. They are dressed in rough leather garments stitched together by chords of hemp and sinew. Some o... | \[Use this guide to translate the caveman speech.\]([https://public.wsu.edu/\~delahoyd/cavespeak.html](https://public.wsu.edu/~delahoyd/cavespeak.html))
“Neecha, maka. Igac maka-daka neecha!”
The other four cavemen whooped and hollered at Igac’s boastful retelling of the saber-toothed cat he had killed earlier that d... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | The EVA 201 class began. As we walked in, we waved our notebooks over the interface and the e-ink paper changed. I took a brief glance at what I presumed would be the syllabus, and found a table of contents:
**Pages 1-3:** Content warnings
**Page 4:** Infohazard waiver and consent form
**Page 5:** University policy ... | \[Use this guide to translate the caveman speech.\]([https://public.wsu.edu/\~delahoyd/cavespeak.html](https://public.wsu.edu/~delahoyd/cavespeak.html))
“Neecha, maka. Igac maka-daka neecha!”
The other four cavemen whooped and hollered at Igac’s boastful retelling of the saber-toothed cat he had killed earlier that d... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | Pixwhirx sighed as he studied the analysis of the data he'd fed into the interworld-ship's main computer. Nothing else for it, he'd have to tell Dreemar.
"What do you mean it's *not going to work*???" Dreemar demanded angrily.
Pixwhirx had known he would react like this; it was after-all Dreemar's first command of... | \[Poem\]
**Being Human**
The eye can show a person’s soul, it acts just like a gate,
And every time I look at mine, I see that there’s no fate.
Disgust and fear are all I see, I feel this rising heat,
And more and more I lose myself, with every sudden beat.
\--
My heart it pounds, it cannot stop, I have become a... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | "So there is a bit of fuzzy area. Anything below this and our brain is happy to leave it alone and call it Non Human. Anything above this, our brain will identify a face as definitely human. But if you look at a face that falls in this area, uncanny valley as we call it, our brain just can't fully process it. It confus... | The retired professor turned this way and that, crazy haired and wild eyed, looking for something that wasn't there.
Sturbink's office light had shut off about thirty seconds ago. He had been lost in the research time vortex that afflicted adderall users everywhere, absorbed by first hand accounts of murders from the ... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | An Old Man is seated on a rock by a large bonfire. To either side of him a group of about a dozen youths sit cross legged, ringing the fire. A few of the youths are whittling at blocks of wood, while others nibble on jerky. They are dressed in rough leather garments stitched together by chords of hemp and sinew. Some o... | The retired professor turned this way and that, crazy haired and wild eyed, looking for something that wasn't there.
Sturbink's office light had shut off about thirty seconds ago. He had been lost in the research time vortex that afflicted adderall users everywhere, absorbed by first hand accounts of murders from the ... | |
[WP] The fact the uncanny valley exists is terrifying. Being scared by things that look almost human but aren't. Other animals do not have this. That means that at some point in our evolution, running away from things that looked almost human was advantageous enough to be imprinted on our genetics. | The EVA 201 class began. As we walked in, we waved our notebooks over the interface and the e-ink paper changed. I took a brief glance at what I presumed would be the syllabus, and found a table of contents:
**Pages 1-3:** Content warnings
**Page 4:** Infohazard waiver and consent form
**Page 5:** University policy ... | The retired professor turned this way and that, crazy haired and wild eyed, looking for something that wasn't there.
Sturbink's office light had shut off about thirty seconds ago. He had been lost in the research time vortex that afflicted adderall users everywhere, absorbed by first hand accounts of murders from the ... |
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