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[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 ... | "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... | |
[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 ... | 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... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | There are 60 seconds in a minute 3,600 seconds in a hour, 86,400 in a day, and roughly 9 million a month so what's 5 seconds? More than you can possibly realize.
It started when I was five. My dad had tried to snash my face in a cake. With a quick slip of my head instead he shoved his hand in the cake to his embarras... | Everyone always gave me such shit for my powers in school. Was I gifted with the ability to fly? To shoot lasers out of my eyes? Even super strength? No, of course not. I could only pause time for five seconds. A power not worthy of making you a hero and just barely worthy of making you a sidekick. What could I really ... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | In a crowded office, a man was munching his favorite chocolate cookies. Cookies which were especially smooth and buttery!
‘I should buy one of these on my way home.’ He thought.
As he happily took another bite, a voice came from his right side.
“Eh, you also brought cookies?”
There, a slightly chubby man asked in c... | Everyone always gave me such shit for my powers in school. Was I gifted with the ability to fly? To shoot lasers out of my eyes? Even super strength? No, of course not. I could only pause time for five seconds. A power not worthy of making you a hero and just barely worthy of making you a sidekick. What could I really ... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | I step up in front of him, crossing my arms. The time stop ends, causing him to jump when he sees me in front of him. Without giving him any warning, I grab onto his arm and drag him into one of the empty offices, closing and locking the door behind us.
"Explain yourself," I snap. "And don't pretend you don't know wha... | Everyone always gave me such shit for my powers in school. Was I gifted with the ability to fly? To shoot lasers out of my eyes? Even super strength? No, of course not. I could only pause time for five seconds. A power not worthy of making you a hero and just barely worthy of making you a sidekick. What could I really ... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | There he was. The guy in the nice suit with the shit-eating grin on his face. Called in from head office to settle our huge account like we didn't know what we were doing. It's been months. Several long months that he's been here. To everyone else he was the promised savior that would net us that giant cash cow of an i... | Everyone always gave me such shit for my powers in school. Was I gifted with the ability to fly? To shoot lasers out of my eyes? Even super strength? No, of course not. I could only pause time for five seconds. A power not worthy of making you a hero and just barely worthy of making you a sidekick. What could I really ... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | It would make sense that someone would share my talents, how could the phenomenon of my powers be isolated to me alone? I didn't have a lot to go on that Chandler had the power to stop the world. He's something of an office bumpler, always mixing the wrong files and spilling coffee, and is something of a slob. None the... | Everyone always gave me such shit for my powers in school. Was I gifted with the ability to fly? To shoot lasers out of my eyes? Even super strength? No, of course not. I could only pause time for five seconds. A power not worthy of making you a hero and just barely worthy of making you a sidekick. What could I really ... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | That damn twitch was on my mind for the past few weeks. What did it mean? Shes never moved before, in fact nothing has. Ants, chickens, people, or the planes in the sky. Nothing moves. Ever.
I tried to replicate it over and over and over again. I would stand next to her desk, freeze time, and watch. Once, out... | Everyone always gave me such shit for my powers in school. Was I gifted with the ability to fly? To shoot lasers out of my eyes? Even super strength? No, of course not. I could only pause time for five seconds. A power not worthy of making you a hero and just barely worthy of making you a sidekick. What could I really ... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | There are 60 seconds in a minute 3,600 seconds in a hour, 86,400 in a day, and roughly 9 million a month so what's 5 seconds? More than you can possibly realize.
It started when I was five. My dad had tried to snash my face in a cake. With a quick slip of my head instead he shoved his hand in the cake to his embarras... | Okay, okay mum; I know I promised that I would only use it in life or death situations, but I was late alright! What do you want me to do? The boss was right there I couldn’t just let her see me!
Wait - your not my mum… what are you doing on my screen? Oh god I called the wrong number; how embarrassing! You have no... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | In a crowded office, a man was munching his favorite chocolate cookies. Cookies which were especially smooth and buttery!
‘I should buy one of these on my way home.’ He thought.
As he happily took another bite, a voice came from his right side.
“Eh, you also brought cookies?”
There, a slightly chubby man asked in c... | Okay, okay mum; I know I promised that I would only use it in life or death situations, but I was late alright! What do you want me to do? The boss was right there I couldn’t just let her see me!
Wait - your not my mum… what are you doing on my screen? Oh god I called the wrong number; how embarrassing! You have no... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | I step up in front of him, crossing my arms. The time stop ends, causing him to jump when he sees me in front of him. Without giving him any warning, I grab onto his arm and drag him into one of the empty offices, closing and locking the door behind us.
"Explain yourself," I snap. "And don't pretend you don't know wha... | Okay, okay mum; I know I promised that I would only use it in life or death situations, but I was late alright! What do you want me to do? The boss was right there I couldn’t just let her see me!
Wait - your not my mum… what are you doing on my screen? Oh god I called the wrong number; how embarrassing! You have no... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | There he was. The guy in the nice suit with the shit-eating grin on his face. Called in from head office to settle our huge account like we didn't know what we were doing. It's been months. Several long months that he's been here. To everyone else he was the promised savior that would net us that giant cash cow of an i... | Okay, okay mum; I know I promised that I would only use it in life or death situations, but I was late alright! What do you want me to do? The boss was right there I couldn’t just let her see me!
Wait - your not my mum… what are you doing on my screen? Oh god I called the wrong number; how embarrassing! You have no... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | It would make sense that someone would share my talents, how could the phenomenon of my powers be isolated to me alone? I didn't have a lot to go on that Chandler had the power to stop the world. He's something of an office bumpler, always mixing the wrong files and spilling coffee, and is something of a slob. None the... | Okay, okay mum; I know I promised that I would only use it in life or death situations, but I was late alright! What do you want me to do? The boss was right there I couldn’t just let her see me!
Wait - your not my mum… what are you doing on my screen? Oh god I called the wrong number; how embarrassing! You have no... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | That damn twitch was on my mind for the past few weeks. What did it mean? Shes never moved before, in fact nothing has. Ants, chickens, people, or the planes in the sky. Nothing moves. Ever.
I tried to replicate it over and over and over again. I would stand next to her desk, freeze time, and watch. Once, out... | Okay, okay mum; I know I promised that I would only use it in life or death situations, but I was late alright! What do you want me to do? The boss was right there I couldn’t just let her see me!
Wait - your not my mum… what are you doing on my screen? Oh god I called the wrong number; how embarrassing! You have no... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | It would make sense that someone would share my talents, how could the phenomenon of my powers be isolated to me alone? I didn't have a lot to go on that Chandler had the power to stop the world. He's something of an office bumpler, always mixing the wrong files and spilling coffee, and is something of a slob. None the... | There are 60 seconds in a minute 3,600 seconds in a hour, 86,400 in a day, and roughly 9 million a month so what's 5 seconds? More than you can possibly realize.
It started when I was five. My dad had tried to snash my face in a cake. With a quick slip of my head instead he shoved his hand in the cake to his embarras... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | There he was. The guy in the nice suit with the shit-eating grin on his face. Called in from head office to settle our huge account like we didn't know what we were doing. It's been months. Several long months that he's been here. To everyone else he was the promised savior that would net us that giant cash cow of an i... | In a crowded office, a man was munching his favorite chocolate cookies. Cookies which were especially smooth and buttery!
‘I should buy one of these on my way home.’ He thought.
As he happily took another bite, a voice came from his right side.
“Eh, you also brought cookies?”
There, a slightly chubby man asked in c... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | It would make sense that someone would share my talents, how could the phenomenon of my powers be isolated to me alone? I didn't have a lot to go on that Chandler had the power to stop the world. He's something of an office bumpler, always mixing the wrong files and spilling coffee, and is something of a slob. None the... | In a crowded office, a man was munching his favorite chocolate cookies. Cookies which were especially smooth and buttery!
‘I should buy one of these on my way home.’ He thought.
As he happily took another bite, a voice came from his right side.
“Eh, you also brought cookies?”
There, a slightly chubby man asked in c... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | That damn twitch was on my mind for the past few weeks. What did it mean? Shes never moved before, in fact nothing has. Ants, chickens, people, or the planes in the sky. Nothing moves. Ever.
I tried to replicate it over and over and over again. I would stand next to her desk, freeze time, and watch. Once, out... | In a crowded office, a man was munching his favorite chocolate cookies. Cookies which were especially smooth and buttery!
‘I should buy one of these on my way home.’ He thought.
As he happily took another bite, a voice came from his right side.
“Eh, you also brought cookies?”
There, a slightly chubby man asked in c... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | There he was. The guy in the nice suit with the shit-eating grin on his face. Called in from head office to settle our huge account like we didn't know what we were doing. It's been months. Several long months that he's been here. To everyone else he was the promised savior that would net us that giant cash cow of an i... | I step up in front of him, crossing my arms. The time stop ends, causing him to jump when he sees me in front of him. Without giving him any warning, I grab onto his arm and drag him into one of the empty offices, closing and locking the door behind us.
"Explain yourself," I snap. "And don't pretend you don't know wha... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | It would make sense that someone would share my talents, how could the phenomenon of my powers be isolated to me alone? I didn't have a lot to go on that Chandler had the power to stop the world. He's something of an office bumpler, always mixing the wrong files and spilling coffee, and is something of a slob. None the... | I step up in front of him, crossing my arms. The time stop ends, causing him to jump when he sees me in front of him. Without giving him any warning, I grab onto his arm and drag him into one of the empty offices, closing and locking the door behind us.
"Explain yourself," I snap. "And don't pretend you don't know wha... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | That damn twitch was on my mind for the past few weeks. What did it mean? Shes never moved before, in fact nothing has. Ants, chickens, people, or the planes in the sky. Nothing moves. Ever.
I tried to replicate it over and over and over again. I would stand next to her desk, freeze time, and watch. Once, out... | I step up in front of him, crossing my arms. The time stop ends, causing him to jump when he sees me in front of him. Without giving him any warning, I grab onto his arm and drag him into one of the empty offices, closing and locking the door behind us.
"Explain yourself," I snap. "And don't pretend you don't know wha... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | That damn twitch was on my mind for the past few weeks. What did it mean? Shes never moved before, in fact nothing has. Ants, chickens, people, or the planes in the sky. Nothing moves. Ever.
I tried to replicate it over and over and over again. I would stand next to her desk, freeze time, and watch. Once, out... | **What would you do if you could stop time for a few seconds?**
I'm pretty sure a lot of people have thought about this question as something hypothetical in nature. This isn't the case for me.
It started when I was 7 years old.
I was riding my bike around the neighborhood when suddenly a dog came from around the co... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | That damn twitch was on my mind for the past few weeks. What did it mean? Shes never moved before, in fact nothing has. Ants, chickens, people, or the planes in the sky. Nothing moves. Ever.
I tried to replicate it over and over and over again. I would stand next to her desk, freeze time, and watch. Once, out... | "Tod, you bastard, I can see your finger moving!"
"Aw, soz, had a bit too much coffee this morning."
Time suddenly shifts back to normal, people continue typing away at their computers, taking phone calls. Sally, the middle aged women seated in the next cubicle, is about half an hour into her daily online shopping.
... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | I remember when my mother first noticed I wasn’t normal. I was eight. She was yelling at me (again) for not scrubbing the dishes to her liking. Something in me snapped. I’d tried very hard not to let anyone find out about what I could do, cause I was pretty sure nobody else could; or at least, I hadn’t met anyone who c... | "Tod, you bastard, I can see your finger moving!"
"Aw, soz, had a bit too much coffee this morning."
Time suddenly shifts back to normal, people continue typing away at their computers, taking phone calls. Sally, the middle aged women seated in the next cubicle, is about half an hour into her daily online shopping.
... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | I twitched, as I felt another one with similar power walking the streets along with me. One who was of his lineage... I had to kill him. His father had tried before, but I outwitted him, putting myself in his coffin for 100 years, living as a vampire at the bottom of the ocean. Now, I had to kill this one. Right here.
... | "Tod, you bastard, I can see your finger moving!"
"Aw, soz, had a bit too much coffee this morning."
Time suddenly shifts back to normal, people continue typing away at their computers, taking phone calls. Sally, the middle aged women seated in the next cubicle, is about half an hour into her daily online shopping.
... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | I twitched, as I felt another one with similar power walking the streets along with me. One who was of his lineage... I had to kill him. His father had tried before, but I outwitted him, putting myself in his coffin for 100 years, living as a vampire at the bottom of the ocean. Now, I had to kill this one. Right here.
... | I remember when my mother first noticed I wasn’t normal. I was eight. She was yelling at me (again) for not scrubbing the dishes to her liking. Something in me snapped. I’d tried very hard not to let anyone find out about what I could do, cause I was pretty sure nobody else could; or at least, I hadn’t met anyone who c... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | For years, I thought my talent was useless. What good were five seconds in the grand scheme of time?
Everything changed that day.
It was my birthday. I was turning 33, and yet I felt older, mostly because I *was* older. To my tally, I had halted everything 6,307,199 times—five seconds short of one year.
I walked int... |
# Moment of Pause
He glanced up when I walked by and looked startled.
His finger moved as well, that’s how I noticed. Five seconds is such a short time. There’s three-thousand six-hundred seconds in an hour. The effort to pause time was a monumental effort, akin to flexing every muscle in your gut at once. But I ... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | It was nothing like I had expected. I thought it would be a sharp stinging pain, but instead it just felt sore. Almost as if I had been punched.
I cried out in pain. “WRYYYYYY!”
The old lady across the yard dropped the bow she was holding.
“Oh goodness! I am so sorry, I did not see you walking across the range!” She... |
# Moment of Pause
He glanced up when I walked by and looked startled.
His finger moved as well, that’s how I noticed. Five seconds is such a short time. There’s three-thousand six-hundred seconds in an hour. The effort to pause time was a monumental effort, akin to flexing every muscle in your gut at once. But I ... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | It was nothing like I had expected. I thought it would be a sharp stinging pain, but instead it just felt sore. Almost as if I had been punched.
I cried out in pain. “WRYYYYYY!”
The old lady across the yard dropped the bow she was holding.
“Oh goodness! I am so sorry, I did not see you walking across the range!” She... | For years, I thought my talent was useless. What good were five seconds in the grand scheme of time?
Everything changed that day.
It was my birthday. I was turning 33, and yet I felt older, mostly because I *was* older. To my tally, I had halted everything 6,307,199 times—five seconds short of one year.
I walked int... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | The man sighed. Every day was the same. The same old boring bureaucracy tying hin down. But that *was* what he signed up for when he took up law. Well, he didnt get a chance initially because... he stopped for a second, then proceeded to open the door to his workplace. These memories had long since gone from painful to... | Five seconds, many would question how much of an advantage
that was in life. How much could occur over five seconds? No one was going to
steal a tv or rob a bank in such a short period, so what use did it have?
It was a stupid train of thought many fell victim to. Often
I would ask my friends and relatives what t... | |
[WP] You were born with the ability to stop time, but only temporarily. You can stop time for as five seconds. One day, at 33 years old, you stop time. As you move through your crowded office, you notice one of your coworkers's fingers twitch. | Five seconds.
That was all I had. A superpower I'd had since birth, so close to useless that sometimes I forgot I even had it.
Five seconds.
One breath. A fleeting thought. A moment stretching just a little longer than the others.
It wasn't enough time to wander the office. It wasn't enough time to take a poop i... | Five seconds, many would question how much of an advantage
that was in life. How much could occur over five seconds? No one was going to
steal a tv or rob a bank in such a short period, so what use did it have?
It was a stupid train of thought many fell victim to. Often
I would ask my friends and relatives what t... | |
[WP] You prayed every night for the chance to date either a Goddess or Demon Queen. After 100 prayers, you're startled when a loud voice booms out, "Granted, mortal! Now shut up and live with the consequences! " | Back then, I just wanted sex. Screw relationships, I had been through 2 bad heartbreaks and I was just done with all this relationship stuff.
See, the thing is, I didn't want sex with just *anyone*, you know?
It was 2:55 AM, and my roommate was asleep in his bedroom. I've been doing this for the past 100 days, writi... | Finally, after 100 days I will have a hot girlfriend! I can't wait to meet her!
​
I heard a really loud noise in the hallway. She was a super hot demon girl in such a red dress that it hurt my eyes. She had these black, killer eyes, super sharp features and long, silky hair, that was really something betw... | |
[WP] You prayed every night for the chance to date either a Goddess or Demon Queen. After 100 prayers, you're startled when a loud voice booms out, "Granted, mortal! Now shut up and live with the consequences! " | *"Dear Graze, Shana, Maria and the 99 Goddesses of this land, hear my holy prayer. Grant my wish and honor to date one of thy gracious deities."*
*"Blood and Skulls. Wolfs bane and Black Rose. With these sacrifices of the Earth, I ask any of the Queens of the 9 Circles to bequeath me with a romantic outing."*
Every n... | I learnt from a very young age that there are two kinds of people in this world.
The first are those who were born to live in it, those who since they were only a few days old would clap their hands and laugh and all others would clap their hands in kind at the mere cherubic act of innocent expression.
They were thos... | |
[WP] "They said that gluing salt to a baseball bat to fight ghosts was a stupid idea, but who's laughing now?" you say as you whacked the ghost again. | "Who's laughing now? Come at me, you bedsheet-motherfuckers!", I hollered. A wide swing of my bat caught an incoming vase. It would have caved my face right in. Dusty porcellain rained onto my boots. For an orphanage, this place must have been opulent in its prime. The white shapes hesitated, and I tossed the last of ... | “Hahaha! Ahahaha!”
'Wooosh' goes the bat again.
“Ha..haha..ahahaha!” Mickey's maniacal laughter echoes around him. A room so dark and forgotten that no one had entered in years, much less stayed to enjoy the hospitality of it's occupants. Not that the occupants were enjoying Mickey's tirade.
An old wives tale so... | |
[WP] "They said that gluing salt to a baseball bat to fight ghosts was a stupid idea, but who's laughing now?" you say as you whacked the ghost again. | There's a certain sound that salt makes under your feet that's quite unlike anything else.
It's the way the salt crystals form, I think. I'm no chemist--my 8th grade teacher is about as advanced as my public education degree in chemistry goes--but it has to be that. The crystals are all rough lines and hard edges, h... | “Hahaha! Ahahaha!”
'Wooosh' goes the bat again.
“Ha..haha..ahahaha!” Mickey's maniacal laughter echoes around him. A room so dark and forgotten that no one had entered in years, much less stayed to enjoy the hospitality of it's occupants. Not that the occupants were enjoying Mickey's tirade.
An old wives tale so... | |
[WP] "They said that gluing salt to a baseball bat to fight ghosts was a stupid idea, but who's laughing now?" you say as you whacked the ghost again. | I remember one of my first exorcist classes, such a funny thing, an "exorcist class" a part of me fully expected to practice with actual possessed people like in medical school. I was relieved when on my first day most of it was about how to spot a fake case through the use of sheer logic and science. I was a devout ca... | “Hahaha! Ahahaha!”
'Wooosh' goes the bat again.
“Ha..haha..ahahaha!” Mickey's maniacal laughter echoes around him. A room so dark and forgotten that no one had entered in years, much less stayed to enjoy the hospitality of it's occupants. Not that the occupants were enjoying Mickey's tirade.
An old wives tale so... | |
[WP] "They said that gluing salt to a baseball bat to fight ghosts was a stupid idea, but who's laughing now?" you say as you whacked the ghost again. | There's a certain sound that salt makes under your feet that's quite unlike anything else.
It's the way the salt crystals form, I think. I'm no chemist--my 8th grade teacher is about as advanced as my public education degree in chemistry goes--but it has to be that. The crystals are all rough lines and hard edges, h... | I take in a deep breath.
"Finally. Now that nobody's home, lemme try some weird shit on my own."
I say as I swing my bleached looking bat haphazardly everywhere with no aim. Just hitting the air. I kept swinging it everywhere in my room without paying any heed to my arms throbbing in pain.
I let out a quick sigh of ... | |
[WP] "They said that gluing salt to a baseball bat to fight ghosts was a stupid idea, but who's laughing now?" you say as you whacked the ghost again. | There's a certain sound that salt makes under your feet that's quite unlike anything else.
It's the way the salt crystals form, I think. I'm no chemist--my 8th grade teacher is about as advanced as my public education degree in chemistry goes--but it has to be that. The crystals are all rough lines and hard edges, h... | The saint and the sinner
Whaling at the top of its lungs, the ghost ran backwards trying to avoid one more swing of the salty bat. Its cries were a mix of a baby and the last mating call of an exotic bird.
Tim ran forwards, hurling himself and the bat at the ghost cowering in the corner. Visible tears gushed down its... | |
[WP] "They said that gluing salt to a baseball bat to fight ghosts was a stupid idea, but who's laughing now?" you say as you whacked the ghost again. | There's a certain sound that salt makes under your feet that's quite unlike anything else.
It's the way the salt crystals form, I think. I'm no chemist--my 8th grade teacher is about as advanced as my public education degree in chemistry goes--but it has to be that. The crystals are all rough lines and hard edges, h... | "This is so ridiculous!", she comented, waiving the weapon around. "Are you positive it's gonna work?"
"Trust me. I've done this before." I assured, confidently looking into her eyes. "Soon you'll have done it, too." "Besides," I brushed her hair out of her face, "You'll look awesome doing it."
She laughed. "You're f... | |
[WP] "They said that gluing salt to a baseball bat to fight ghosts was a stupid idea, but who's laughing now?" you say as you whacked the ghost again. | I remember one of my first exorcist classes, such a funny thing, an "exorcist class" a part of me fully expected to practice with actual possessed people like in medical school. I was relieved when on my first day most of it was about how to spot a fake case through the use of sheer logic and science. I was a devout ca... | Rivulets of sweat rolled down my back as I crashed through the undergrowth. I tightened my grip on the slick handle of the bat feeling my hand ringing with the shock of the last blow. I was not sure what to expect when I swung at the ghost, but when the bat made contact it was solid, heavy, and very satisfying. I had c... | |
[WP] "They said that gluing salt to a baseball bat to fight ghosts was a stupid idea, but who's laughing now?" you say as you whacked the ghost again. | I remember one of my first exorcist classes, such a funny thing, an "exorcist class" a part of me fully expected to practice with actual possessed people like in medical school. I was relieved when on my first day most of it was about how to spot a fake case through the use of sheer logic and science. I was a devout ca... | *clang......*Clang*.....
My eyes snap open. I'm staring at exposed pipes that run the width of my bedroom ceiling.
*CLANG*
I roll over to look at my phone.
3am.... like friggin clockwork.
The bed is empty next to me. My wife is still gone. Friggin call at the hospital.
I check my messages.
From: Holly
@2:45 h... | |
[WP] "They said that gluing salt to a baseball bat to fight ghosts was a stupid idea, but who's laughing now?" you say as you whacked the ghost again. | I remember one of my first exorcist classes, such a funny thing, an "exorcist class" a part of me fully expected to practice with actual possessed people like in medical school. I was relieved when on my first day most of it was about how to spot a fake case through the use of sheer logic and science. I was a devout ca... | The slow rattling pierced the halls of the hospital again. Tac, tac, tac. The sound came out hollow, but felt closer and closer. Oswald shivered in his boots, hiding, bunched up in the corner of a ward, the curtain and gloom obscuring him from sight. Tac, tac, tac. The bump of the noise came ringing out closer and clos... | |
[WP] "They said that gluing salt to a baseball bat to fight ghosts was a stupid idea, but who's laughing now?" you say as you whacked the ghost again. | "They laughed at me! Told me I was wasting my time but look what I've caught" I said whist swinging my beautiful salted bat in a wide arc that ended with a crunching thud on the side of the ghost head.
"Please.. stop. For the love of God I keep telling you I'm an albino not a ghost. Fuck!" The ghost moaned as it spa... | The slow rattling pierced the halls of the hospital again. Tac, tac, tac. The sound came out hollow, but felt closer and closer. Oswald shivered in his boots, hiding, bunched up in the corner of a ward, the curtain and gloom obscuring him from sight. Tac, tac, tac. The bump of the noise came ringing out closer and clos... | |
[WP] "They said that gluing salt to a baseball bat to fight ghosts was a stupid idea, but who's laughing now?" you say as you whacked the ghost again. | Swear to God I don't know how I would up working for Tremblien. I used to be what you'd call a ghostbreaker, a skeptic, a professional debunker. Was on TV and everything. America's Most Haunted. Charles Kovacs was a household name- okay, small households. But it turned out there were small towns who didn't like having ... | My arms throbbed. All I could see was shattered glass and torn wallpaper, and it didn’t matter where I looked. And then I closed my eyes, and the sound of ghosts flooded my senses.
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My hands felt rough. I plucked the opened bottle of glue from the carpet and quickly examined the label. The words moved and... | |
[WP] "They said that gluing salt to a baseball bat to fight ghosts was a stupid idea, but who's laughing now?" you say as you whacked the ghost again. | The bat made a satisfying thunk as it struck home. The ghost fell over, I was surprised to see the apparition had legs, and what's more they were clad in blue jeans and combat boots. I struck a knee.
The ghost howled in pain, lifting a chubby hand to protect itself. "Stop!" It shouted. "What are you doing?"
I took in... | My arms throbbed. All I could see was shattered glass and torn wallpaper, and it didn’t matter where I looked. And then I closed my eyes, and the sound of ghosts flooded my senses.
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My hands felt rough. I plucked the opened bottle of glue from the carpet and quickly examined the label. The words moved and... | |
[WP] "They said that gluing salt to a baseball bat to fight ghosts was a stupid idea, but who's laughing now?" you say as you whacked the ghost again. | As I made it to the driveway, Caroline appeared behind the screen door. "Salt? Why would the salt make a difference?" she asked. She knotted her hair into a bun on top of her head. "How is that any better than the bat by itself?" Her nose scrunched up like a rabbit's when she was confused.
"Puns." I shouted back, load... | My arms throbbed. All I could see was shattered glass and torn wallpaper, and it didn’t matter where I looked. And then I closed my eyes, and the sound of ghosts flooded my senses.
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My hands felt rough. I plucked the opened bottle of glue from the carpet and quickly examined the label. The words moved and... | |
[WP] "They said that gluing salt to a baseball bat to fight ghosts was a stupid idea, but who's laughing now?" you say as you whacked the ghost again. | >**APPARITIONS AND APATHY**
"The *salt doesn't matter* and *stop that, it hurts!*" Screamed the ghost as I thrashed him.
"W-wait, but, the salt."
"The *bat is what hurts, idiot!*"
"But my priest said that consecrated salt-"
"That *myth* was invented so dumb teenagers would stop picking fights with ghosts!" The ... | My arms throbbed. All I could see was shattered glass and torn wallpaper, and it didn’t matter where I looked. And then I closed my eyes, and the sound of ghosts flooded my senses.
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My hands felt rough. I plucked the opened bottle of glue from the carpet and quickly examined the label. The words moved and... | |
[WP] "They said that gluing salt to a baseball bat to fight ghosts was a stupid idea, but who's laughing now?" you say as you whacked the ghost again. | As I made it to the driveway, Caroline appeared behind the screen door. "Salt? Why would the salt make a difference?" she asked. She knotted her hair into a bun on top of her head. "How is that any better than the bat by itself?" Her nose scrunched up like a rabbit's when she was confused.
"Puns." I shouted back, load... | The bat made a satisfying thunk as it struck home. The ghost fell over, I was surprised to see the apparition had legs, and what's more they were clad in blue jeans and combat boots. I struck a knee.
The ghost howled in pain, lifting a chubby hand to protect itself. "Stop!" It shouted. "What are you doing?"
I took in... | |
[WP] "They said that gluing salt to a baseball bat to fight ghosts was a stupid idea, but who's laughing now?" you say as you whacked the ghost again. | >**APPARITIONS AND APATHY**
"The *salt doesn't matter* and *stop that, it hurts!*" Screamed the ghost as I thrashed him.
"W-wait, but, the salt."
"The *bat is what hurts, idiot!*"
"But my priest said that consecrated salt-"
"That *myth* was invented so dumb teenagers would stop picking fights with ghosts!" The ... | The bat made a satisfying thunk as it struck home. The ghost fell over, I was surprised to see the apparition had legs, and what's more they were clad in blue jeans and combat boots. I struck a knee.
The ghost howled in pain, lifting a chubby hand to protect itself. "Stop!" It shouted. "What are you doing?"
I took in... | |
[WP] "They said that gluing salt to a baseball bat to fight ghosts was a stupid idea, but who's laughing now?" you say as you whacked the ghost again. | >**APPARITIONS AND APATHY**
"The *salt doesn't matter* and *stop that, it hurts!*" Screamed the ghost as I thrashed him.
"W-wait, but, the salt."
"The *bat is what hurts, idiot!*"
"But my priest said that consecrated salt-"
"That *myth* was invented so dumb teenagers would stop picking fights with ghosts!" The ... | The Dead Sea dried to bleach-bone sand and the spirits burst from their tomb. It was almost expected. The whole world was burning: The Amazon had long turned to desert, the polar caps melted to ice-cube memories, the permafrost woken from its millennial slumber.
It was a cold year. The work was hard and the soil unrec... | |
[WP] A little known cosmic fact is that there were only ever 10 billion human souls produced. As the population slowly creeps upwards, the department of reincarnation struggles to find a workaround. | The Secretariat called the Board to a meeting. All options had been exhausted. Those relegated to the Bottom Floor were to be re-released into the Playpen. Perhaps allowing those souls who had suffered eternal damnation and suffering for a millenia might be more inclined to try the paragon approach to existence, one Bo... | I told them that we didn't need those fancy displays in the reincarnation arrivals lounge. "Don't you understand? When the returning souls come in, they're confused and disoriented. We need to project an air of competence and safety immediately." OK, that actually sounded like a good idea (rare for middle management), ... | |
[WP] A little known cosmic fact is that there were only ever 10 billion human souls produced. As the population slowly creeps upwards, the department of reincarnation struggles to find a workaround. | “What’s the projection looking like for the next decade?”
“It’s hard to tell ma’am” Ben Stickerson replied. It was a bizarre feeling to not know the answer to a very simple question. For thousands of years the Department of Reincarnation (DoR) has always made the right projections for any given time. It was always pre... | I told them that we didn't need those fancy displays in the reincarnation arrivals lounge. "Don't you understand? When the returning souls come in, they're confused and disoriented. We need to project an air of competence and safety immediately." OK, that actually sounded like a good idea (rare for middle management), ... | |
[WP] A little known cosmic fact is that there were only ever 10 billion human souls produced. As the population slowly creeps upwards, the department of reincarnation struggles to find a workaround. | "The central problem is a lot of our solutions are unraveling at the same time, and we're reaching critical far ahead of schedule." Anna tapped her pen against the table idly, looking over the assembled room. "Our current soul load is 7.8 billion. Once you deduct the 1.2 billion already permanently condemned to Hell... | “Next slide. And in conclusion, that is how we can allow Humans to continue to reproduce beyond the 10 billion-soul cap. Thank you” Ted bowed as he waited for the applause that he was due.
It never came. Despite the large conference room in the Department of Reincarnation being packed, the room remained silent at the ... | |
[WP] A little known cosmic fact is that there were only ever 10 billion human souls produced. As the population slowly creeps upwards, the department of reincarnation struggles to find a workaround. | A little known cosmic fact is that there were only ever ten billion human souls produced. I know, I know—that sounds like a lot. And it was, at first. But now it isn’t.
Each time someone dies, they’re reincarnated nearly immediately. The death to rebirth time has shrunk from years and years to days. Now, that’s not e... | “Next slide. And in conclusion, that is how we can allow Humans to continue to reproduce beyond the 10 billion-soul cap. Thank you” Ted bowed as he waited for the applause that he was due.
It never came. Despite the large conference room in the Department of Reincarnation being packed, the room remained silent at the ... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | Written on my phone during my lunch break. Please forgive typos and formatting. Autocorrect , mobile, and fat thumbs don’t play nice!!
It has been a fortnight since the star fell. Xander has been taking care of the bipedal creature since then. Xander had tried to remove its suit to look for wounds, but after examina... | On the third suncycle, NASA finally moved, and I wasn’t there to witness it. This is still one of my biggest regrets; maybe I would have been so excited as to contact it right there and then. Maybe not, but I can’t help thinking about the consequences; what if I had tried to talk to it then? Could all this have been pr... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | This creature was strange, laying on the ground after it dragged itself from its ship. I hesitantly crept forward, laying flat on my stomach and dragging myself with my arms, just like it was. Maybe it was a sign of submission, a greeting? But when I saw a red trail behind it and sniffed what it was, I could taste the ... | On the third suncycle, NASA finally moved, and I wasn’t there to witness it. This is still one of my biggest regrets; maybe I would have been so excited as to contact it right there and then. Maybe not, but I can’t help thinking about the consequences; what if I had tried to talk to it then? Could all this have been pr... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | Yanhen, 25nd of Kell, 5013.
Dear Diary, I hate keeping up with this sort of thing. I'm bad at Diaries but I think it's important to document this. Last night a large metal object fell from the sky. I'm going to check it out tomorrow, when my wife is at work.
Tunhen, 26th of Kell, 5013
Dear Diary. I checked out the me... | On the third suncycle, NASA finally moved, and I wasn’t there to witness it. This is still one of my biggest regrets; maybe I would have been so excited as to contact it right there and then. Maybe not, but I can’t help thinking about the consequences; what if I had tried to talk to it then? Could all this have been pr... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | This creature was strange, laying on the ground after it dragged itself from its ship. I hesitantly crept forward, laying flat on my stomach and dragging myself with my arms, just like it was. Maybe it was a sign of submission, a greeting? But when I saw a red trail behind it and sniffed what it was, I could taste the ... | Written on my phone during my lunch break. Please forgive typos and formatting. Autocorrect , mobile, and fat thumbs don’t play nice!!
It has been a fortnight since the star fell. Xander has been taking care of the bipedal creature since then. Xander had tried to remove its suit to look for wounds, but after examina... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s its name.
\--------------------------------------------------------... | I watched the small creature as it wandered around the PNA, its arms waving as it yelled to itself in the strangest language. NASA, or whatever its name was, had been here several days. I had given it some consumables and water. Water! if you can imagine something drinking *water* of all things.
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As I wa... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | This creature was strange, laying on the ground after it dragged itself from its ship. I hesitantly crept forward, laying flat on my stomach and dragging myself with my arms, just like it was. Maybe it was a sign of submission, a greeting? But when I saw a red trail behind it and sniffed what it was, I could taste the ... | I watched the small creature as it wandered around the PNA, its arms waving as it yelled to itself in the strangest language. NASA, or whatever its name was, had been here several days. I had given it some consumables and water. Water! if you can imagine something drinking *water* of all things.
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As I wa... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | Yanhen, 25nd of Kell, 5013.
Dear Diary, I hate keeping up with this sort of thing. I'm bad at Diaries but I think it's important to document this. Last night a large metal object fell from the sky. I'm going to check it out tomorrow, when my wife is at work.
Tunhen, 26th of Kell, 5013
Dear Diary. I checked out the me... | I watched the small creature as it wandered around the PNA, its arms waving as it yelled to itself in the strangest language. NASA, or whatever its name was, had been here several days. I had given it some consumables and water. Water! if you can imagine something drinking *water* of all things.
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As I wa... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | Yanhen, 25nd of Kell, 5013.
Dear Diary, I hate keeping up with this sort of thing. I'm bad at Diaries but I think it's important to document this. Last night a large metal object fell from the sky. I'm going to check it out tomorrow, when my wife is at work.
Tunhen, 26th of Kell, 5013
Dear Diary. I checked out the me... | Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s its name.
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[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | It is still powered down right now.
I’m able to watch it from across the quarters, but I try not to stay too close for too long. I know some creatures have protective secretions during reboots and hibernation, so I don’t want to risk any airborne barbs or gasses that might seek out any of my orifices. I still have a... | Year: N7, Month: Eenn, Day: Trint - NASA. What a lovely name. It's not a typical name that you'd find in a place like this but speaking it fills me with a calm and gentle feeling. It wore a white, bulky outfit, similar to the ones used for space maintenance. It had this black visor to which I could not look into, as it... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | Dear Diary,
I finally gathered the courage to ask the creature what the symbols "NASA" was. While it was drinking the daily water (I still can't get over it... water! Who drinks water?!), I pointed to its suit.
I asked, "what does that say?"
It didn't understand me at first, not until I used three of my hands to spe... | Year: N7, Month: Eenn, Day: Trint - NASA. What a lovely name. It's not a typical name that you'd find in a place like this but speaking it fills me with a calm and gentle feeling. It wore a white, bulky outfit, similar to the ones used for space maintenance. It had this black visor to which I could not look into, as it... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | It is still powered down right now.
I’m able to watch it from across the quarters, but I try not to stay too close for too long. I know some creatures have protective secretions during reboots and hibernation, so I don’t want to risk any airborne barbs or gasses that might seek out any of my orifices. I still have a... | It fell from the sky in a tube that was much larger than it was. The shiny, metallic vessel stuck out of the ground in my backyard and up to where my tail begins, about 12 glips tall or so. I examined the smoking object, not wanting to touch it and be burned. Suddenly, a compartment opened, and out peered a most unusua... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | Dear Diary,
I finally gathered the courage to ask the creature what the symbols "NASA" was. While it was drinking the daily water (I still can't get over it... water! Who drinks water?!), I pointed to its suit.
I asked, "what does that say?"
It didn't understand me at first, not until I used three of my hands to spe... | It fell from the sky in a tube that was much larger than it was. The shiny, metallic vessel stuck out of the ground in my backyard and up to where my tail begins, about 12 glips tall or so. I examined the smoking object, not wanting to touch it and be burned. Suddenly, a compartment opened, and out peered a most unusua... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | Dear diary,
This is my first entry into this notebook. I don’t really know why I’m doing this, but I guess that it will help me record everything about the creature that I found. Yesterday, something out of metals hit the surface of my jakura-fields, right from the sky. It resembled a bit our space-racers, but it was... | It fell from the sky in a tube that was much larger than it was. The shiny, metallic vessel stuck out of the ground in my backyard and up to where my tail begins, about 12 glips tall or so. I examined the smoking object, not wanting to touch it and be burned. Suddenly, a compartment opened, and out peered a most unusua... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | Three days after his fall, NASA still hadn't spoken to me.
It quickly became clear that this creature was unaccustomed to the ways of my people. We Quelbrigs have been here for millennia, and most neighboring planets are at the very least aware of us. But not NASA.
I’d managed to piece together the sounds of its nam... | It fell from the sky in a tube that was much larger than it was. The shiny, metallic vessel stuck out of the ground in my backyard and up to where my tail begins, about 12 glips tall or so. I examined the smoking object, not wanting to touch it and be burned. Suddenly, a compartment opened, and out peered a most unusua... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | It is still powered down right now.
I’m able to watch it from across the quarters, but I try not to stay too close for too long. I know some creatures have protective secretions during reboots and hibernation, so I don’t want to risk any airborne barbs or gasses that might seek out any of my orifices. I still have a... | The creature had a funny wonky sorta suit. It was as white as a bleached bone and as complicated as a madman's contraption.
When the creature saw me, I heard it mumble in a rather unfamiliar language. For me, it sounded harsh and made a lot of '*ts*' and '*ch*' sounds... I would rather not hear it sing, if possible.
... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | She was a frail creature, much smaller than Levi was, but she had a sense of familiarity that lingered over their time together. Like they had known each other far longer than a few days -- when he found her, after she hurtled from the sky and landed miles from his home.
For the first few days all she did was sleep, c... | The creature had a funny wonky sorta suit. It was as white as a bleached bone and as complicated as a madman's contraption.
When the creature saw me, I heard it mumble in a rather unfamiliar language. For me, it sounded harsh and made a lot of '*ts*' and '*ch*' sounds... I would rather not hear it sing, if possible.
... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | Dear Diary,
I finally gathered the courage to ask the creature what the symbols "NASA" was. While it was drinking the daily water (I still can't get over it... water! Who drinks water?!), I pointed to its suit.
I asked, "what does that say?"
It didn't understand me at first, not until I used three of my hands to spe... | The creature had a funny wonky sorta suit. It was as white as a bleached bone and as complicated as a madman's contraption.
When the creature saw me, I heard it mumble in a rather unfamiliar language. For me, it sounded harsh and made a lot of '*ts*' and '*ch*' sounds... I would rather not hear it sing, if possible.
... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | Dear diary,
This is my first entry into this notebook. I don’t really know why I’m doing this, but I guess that it will help me record everything about the creature that I found. Yesterday, something out of metals hit the surface of my jakura-fields, right from the sky. It resembled a bit our space-racers, but it was... | The creature had a funny wonky sorta suit. It was as white as a bleached bone and as complicated as a madman's contraption.
When the creature saw me, I heard it mumble in a rather unfamiliar language. For me, it sounded harsh and made a lot of '*ts*' and '*ch*' sounds... I would rather not hear it sing, if possible.
... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | Three days after his fall, NASA still hadn't spoken to me.
It quickly became clear that this creature was unaccustomed to the ways of my people. We Quelbrigs have been here for millennia, and most neighboring planets are at the very least aware of us. But not NASA.
I’d managed to piece together the sounds of its nam... | The creature had a funny wonky sorta suit. It was as white as a bleached bone and as complicated as a madman's contraption.
When the creature saw me, I heard it mumble in a rather unfamiliar language. For me, it sounded harsh and made a lot of '*ts*' and '*ch*' sounds... I would rather not hear it sing, if possible.
... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | Dear Diary,
I finally gathered the courage to ask the creature what the symbols "NASA" was. While it was drinking the daily water (I still can't get over it... water! Who drinks water?!), I pointed to its suit.
I asked, "what does that say?"
It didn't understand me at first, not until I used three of my hands to spe... | It is still powered down right now.
I’m able to watch it from across the quarters, but I try not to stay too close for too long. I know some creatures have protective secretions during reboots and hibernation, so I don’t want to risk any airborne barbs or gasses that might seek out any of my orifices. I still have a... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | Dear Diary,
I finally gathered the courage to ask the creature what the symbols "NASA" was. While it was drinking the daily water (I still can't get over it... water! Who drinks water?!), I pointed to its suit.
I asked, "what does that say?"
It didn't understand me at first, not until I used three of my hands to spe... | She was a frail creature, much smaller than Levi was, but she had a sense of familiarity that lingered over their time together. Like they had known each other far longer than a few days -- when he found her, after she hurtled from the sky and landed miles from his home.
For the first few days all she did was sleep, c... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | Dear diary,
This is my first entry into this notebook. I don’t really know why I’m doing this, but I guess that it will help me record everything about the creature that I found. Yesterday, something out of metals hit the surface of my jakura-fields, right from the sky. It resembled a bit our space-racers, but it was... | She was a frail creature, much smaller than Levi was, but she had a sense of familiarity that lingered over their time together. Like they had known each other far longer than a few days -- when he found her, after she hurtled from the sky and landed miles from his home.
For the first few days all she did was sleep, c... | |
[WP] Dear diary, I’ve been feeding this creature that fell from the sky for a few days. It strangely likes to drink water, the liquid we use to fuel cars. I noticed a patch on its suit today that read “NASA”. I’ll ask it tomorrow what that means. If that’s it’s name. | Three days after his fall, NASA still hadn't spoken to me.
It quickly became clear that this creature was unaccustomed to the ways of my people. We Quelbrigs have been here for millennia, and most neighboring planets are at the very least aware of us. But not NASA.
I’d managed to piece together the sounds of its nam... | She was a frail creature, much smaller than Levi was, but she had a sense of familiarity that lingered over their time together. Like they had known each other far longer than a few days -- when he found her, after she hurtled from the sky and landed miles from his home.
For the first few days all she did was sleep, c... | |
[WP] You take your son under the bed, “See? Nothing under here.” You then hear something climb on top of the bed. | “There's nothing under the bed champ” I smile down reassuringly at Scottie. He has his bedsheets pulled up tightly around him. I remember doing the same at his age, everyone knows a monster's greatest weakness is blankets. Same applies to ghosts, vampires and axe-wielding maniacs.
“You don't know for sure.” He ... | We crouched near the bed. Krish grabbed my little finger and squeezed it. I smiled at my little man's strength. 'See? Nothing under here.' I said. I wiped his snot away and let him observe the empty space under his bed.
'But... but I heard someone cry.' Krish said in a slow, sucking voice.
'Let's go exploring, shall ... | |
Thought this was a cool idea. Looking forward to read the stuff you guys will come up with ! | [WP] You lost both of your eyes in highschool after a car accident. Years later when walking in the park with your guide dog, Archie, a woman aproaches you to ask for permission to pet her, but you are just standing there, shocked because you can see her as clear as day | It's been five years since the crash. As a 16 year old kid I felt invincible so when my friend invited me to a party I decided to sneak out and jump in his car. There were 5 of us in the car, empty beer cans spread across the floor of the truck on the way to the outskirts of town. When my friend went up to chug a beer ... | “Poem” first time on this subreddit !! Give me some advice, I’m a young writer :)
Lime green eyes; rose-tinted cheeks
A bob for yellow hair; a nose that pointed toward the moon
And I could see it
She wore a corduroy jacket on top of an upside down tank
A skin tight skirt wrapped around her unshaven legs
Her ... |
Thought this was a cool idea. Looking forward to read the stuff you guys will come up with ! | [WP] You lost both of your eyes in highschool after a car accident. Years later when walking in the park with your guide dog, Archie, a woman aproaches you to ask for permission to pet her, but you are just standing there, shocked because you can see her as clear as day | I honestly don't remember the accident or even the next few weeks, hell, months after. I'm not sure if it's because of a head injury or just because until then my memories were more visual than the sounds and smells that make up all the memories I have today. I miss seeing new things outside of dreams, and with each pa... | “Poem” first time on this subreddit !! Give me some advice, I’m a young writer :)
Lime green eyes; rose-tinted cheeks
A bob for yellow hair; a nose that pointed toward the moon
And I could see it
She wore a corduroy jacket on top of an upside down tank
A skin tight skirt wrapped around her unshaven legs
Her ... |
Thought this was a cool idea. Looking forward to read the stuff you guys will come up with ! | [WP] You lost both of your eyes in highschool after a car accident. Years later when walking in the park with your guide dog, Archie, a woman aproaches you to ask for permission to pet her, but you are just standing there, shocked because you can see her as clear as day | I could see her.
It took me a moment before that simple fact filtered through my muddled brain. By the heavens, I could see her! Since that damned accident a decade and a half ago, I’ve seen nothing but inky blackness before me. Yet here she was, nearly blinding me with details I never thought I’d see again, and she w... | "Uh...I'm not really supposed to...let people pet him..." I sputter. Because that's the only thought I can really formulate in that moment. It'd been drummed into me for weeks before I actually adopted Scoobert: if I let people pet him, it'd ruin his training.
The woman's face fell, and at that moment, I couldn't ... |
[WP] An immortal alien race invades Earth, and arrogantly claims that we cannot, in anyway, shape, or form, kill them whatsoever. Death took that insult rather personal, and being bored as it is, decides to take it as a challenge to the extreme. | He is the first warlord. The god of war. Flint, fire, steel all bow down to his heel. He is bathed in blood. Neither chosen, nor appointed - he occupies the place that, but for him, would be vacant.
His is the right to reap those that are born, and therefore must die. His is the duty, as well. For eons he has perform... | \[Poem\] - I'm giving iambic tetrameter a go
There was naught any race that slipped
The final call of Death's sure bid
Until they came to Earth from stars
And cried their brazen challenge far:
"You cannot kill what cannot die,
We welcome every paltry try"
An insult to Death's simple job
To reap th... | |
[WP] An immortal alien race invades Earth, and arrogantly claims that we cannot, in anyway, shape, or form, kill them whatsoever. Death took that insult rather personal, and being bored as it is, decides to take it as a challenge to the extreme. | Aliens have shown up and declared an invasion of Earth. "Damn...guess I'll have some work over the next few weeks" Death had said to a TV that shows areas of the world. Death sighed, thinking about all of this work that will happen, while he heard these aliens talk, calling themselves the "anmkhit’ar" and that this in... | What a bunch of fools. They might have conquered space, but no one can conquer death. Not forever, at least. To claim to have done so is nothing more than arrogance.
They claimed that their advanced technology has made them beyond death. It's true that they are extremely durable, resistant, and don't seem to have ... | |
[WP] An immortal alien race invades Earth, and arrogantly claims that we cannot, in anyway, shape, or form, kill them whatsoever. Death took that insult rather personal, and being bored as it is, decides to take it as a challenge to the extreme. | It was the year 2020 and I was stuck indoors. I would like to say I had some aversion to leaving my home but truthfully I'm perfectly fine with observing the world through the internet with all of the safety and comfort that comes with staying at home. While I spent most of my time scrolling through content I enjoy rea... | What a bunch of fools. They might have conquered space, but no one can conquer death. Not forever, at least. To claim to have done so is nothing more than arrogance.
They claimed that their advanced technology has made them beyond death. It's true that they are extremely durable, resistant, and don't seem to have ... | |
[WP] An immortal alien race invades Earth, and arrogantly claims that we cannot, in anyway, shape, or form, kill them whatsoever. Death took that insult rather personal, and being bored as it is, decides to take it as a challenge to the extreme. | I had many names throughout history, Morrigan, Hel, Anubis, Shinigami, Carun, now I'm known as Death.
I was here at the beginning and I'll be here till the end.
Gea gave me birth and trusted me with a Scyte, the Scyte that drew blood from Urano.
She said :"Go, go and kill my children, so that no one may be able to... | What a bunch of fools. They might have conquered space, but no one can conquer death. Not forever, at least. To claim to have done so is nothing more than arrogance.
They claimed that their advanced technology has made them beyond death. It's true that they are extremely durable, resistant, and don't seem to have ... | |
[WP] An immortal alien race invades Earth, and arrogantly claims that we cannot, in anyway, shape, or form, kill them whatsoever. Death took that insult rather personal, and being bored as it is, decides to take it as a challenge to the extreme. | I had many names throughout history, Morrigan, Hel, Anubis, Shinigami, Carun, now I'm known as Death.
I was here at the beginning and I'll be here till the end.
Gea gave me birth and trusted me with a Scyte, the Scyte that drew blood from Urano.
She said :"Go, go and kill my children, so that no one may be able to... | It was the year 2020 and I was stuck indoors. I would like to say I had some aversion to leaving my home but truthfully I'm perfectly fine with observing the world through the internet with all of the safety and comfort that comes with staying at home. While I spent most of my time scrolling through content I enjoy rea... | |
[WP] An immortal alien race invades Earth, and arrogantly claims that we cannot, in anyway, shape, or form, kill them whatsoever. Death took that insult rather personal, and being bored as it is, decides to take it as a challenge to the extreme. | The aliens touched down, their advanced technology allowing their spacecrafts to do so with nary a sound. Their ships opened -- each door a seamless integration into the hull of their sleek, metallic ship -- and out stepped creatures of which we had no recognition.
Ceaseless forms that flowed as if ever-changing wate... | The various methods of pain Death unveiled to inflict harm on the immortal alien made the most vile humans shudder. He tried beating him with bats, Chinese stars, small guns, big guns, artillery guns. In disgust Death once threw bullets at him.
Death tried crushing him with blocks, buildings, tanks, and hydraulic pre... | |
[WP] An immortal alien race invades Earth, and arrogantly claims that we cannot, in anyway, shape, or form, kill them whatsoever. Death took that insult rather personal, and being bored as it is, decides to take it as a challenge to the extreme. | The aliens touched down, their advanced technology allowing their spacecrafts to do so with nary a sound. Their ships opened -- each door a seamless integration into the hull of their sleek, metallic ship -- and out stepped creatures of which we had no recognition.
Ceaseless forms that flowed as if ever-changing wate... | The realm with which I reside is in between the living and dead, a static state where I neither feel alive, nor can I die. Gatekeeper is my true title but over time it's been forgotten and changed many times by different cultures, the only one of which I have grown fond of, being the Reaper. This title came to embody m... | |
[WP] Whenever someone in your town turns 16 they have to meet 'it'. The one who is like a god to the town. This time it's your turn to meet 'it', but it wasn't at all what you expected... | The time has come
Childhood is gone
And I shall meet the One
'It' the thing is called
The obscure leader of our horde
Reverenced as a god
Once we turn sixteen
We join a team
To meet the Thing
We went there at night
To meet the almighty
But... | Early Rising was a small town surrounded by acres of dense woodland, not that very much at all thrived within it. You might expect a woodland to be fresh, full of life, a deep green canopy beneath which mischievous creatures went about their daily business, be it foraging or fornicating. This woodland, however, was a v... | |
[WP] Whenever someone in your town turns 16 they have to meet 'it'. The one who is like a god to the town. This time it's your turn to meet 'it', but it wasn't at all what you expected... | My sister was sixteen once, and she was never the same after that.
Before going to The Cave she promised to tell me what "it" is. She never did. Nobody ever does, ever. I was very disappointed, she would always tell me everything and I would do the same. After that our relationship didn't quite work out, she went abro... | Early Rising was a small town surrounded by acres of dense woodland, not that very much at all thrived within it. You might expect a woodland to be fresh, full of life, a deep green canopy beneath which mischievous creatures went about their daily business, be it foraging or fornicating. This woodland, however, was a v... | |
[WP] Whenever someone in your town turns 16 they have to meet 'it'. The one who is like a god to the town. This time it's your turn to meet 'it', but it wasn't at all what you expected... | I stepped forth, into the darkened cave. It was my 16th birthday, and the Aging Ritual was upon me. As tradition, I had to meet The Shadow. The one who lorded over the village, and demanded our respect and servitude, in return for protection and bountiful harvests.
I was worried. No-one spoke of what happened when you... | Early Rising was a small town surrounded by acres of dense woodland, not that very much at all thrived within it. You might expect a woodland to be fresh, full of life, a deep green canopy beneath which mischievous creatures went about their daily business, be it foraging or fornicating. This woodland, however, was a v... | |
[WP] Whenever someone in your town turns 16 they have to meet 'it'. The one who is like a god to the town. This time it's your turn to meet 'it', but it wasn't at all what you expected... | I stepped forth, into the darkened cave. It was my 16th birthday, and the Aging Ritual was upon me. As tradition, I had to meet The Shadow. The one who lorded over the village, and demanded our respect and servitude, in return for protection and bountiful harvests.
I was worried. No-one spoke of what happened when you... | The time has come
Childhood is gone
And I shall meet the One
'It' the thing is called
The obscure leader of our horde
Reverenced as a god
Once we turn sixteen
We join a team
To meet the Thing
We went there at night
To meet the almighty
But... | |
[WP] the party finally arrived at the dark lord's palace. Entering the throne room they expected to face a terrifying demon king, but instead they found a small child wearing a crown holding a sword with shaking hands. | "If you turn back now, I may spare your insignificant lives" A deep demonic voice rumbles from within the throne room "I am, after all, a merciful king."
The party keeps moving toward the tall stone doors. They had come this far, they would not falter now.
"Enter my sanctuary and face the same fate as Kalifax the Lig... | The druid's nose turned up in glee at the familiar smell of a demi-beast. His companions looked to him waiting for the order: Kill the child or leave it be.
With a sigh the druid took on the form of a human to communicate with his party.
"It is a demi-beast not unlike Quartz or Cross."
"Make sense." Cross, the Sun-... | |
[WP] the party finally arrived at the dark lord's palace. Entering the throne room they expected to face a terrifying demon king, but instead they found a small child wearing a crown holding a sword with shaking hands. | The echoes of our battle cries gradually dissipated into the thick stone walls of the throne room.
There was no Royal Guard as Isaac had warned. There was to be no suicide mission towards the evil which sat on the throne.
In fear, sat a feeble child. Panic strewn across his face, and tears clearly rolling from his ey... | The druid's nose turned up in glee at the familiar smell of a demi-beast. His companions looked to him waiting for the order: Kill the child or leave it be.
With a sigh the druid took on the form of a human to communicate with his party.
"It is a demi-beast not unlike Quartz or Cross."
"Make sense." Cross, the Sun-... | |
[WP] the party finally arrived at the dark lord's palace. Entering the throne room they expected to face a terrifying demon king, but instead they found a small child wearing a crown holding a sword with shaking hands. | The echoes of our battle cries gradually dissipated into the thick stone walls of the throne room.
There was no Royal Guard as Isaac had warned. There was to be no suicide mission towards the evil which sat on the throne.
In fear, sat a feeble child. Panic strewn across his face, and tears clearly rolling from his ey... | They came, bloodied and battered. Demon after demon, beast after beast, the time had finally come to confront the source of it all. Finding the Demon King was easy. All they had to do was follow the webs. The thicker the webs, they closer to fate they had become. Indeed, the webs were so thick, they party had put out t... | |
[WP] the party finally arrived at the dark lord's palace. Entering the throne room they expected to face a terrifying demon king, but instead they found a small child wearing a crown holding a sword with shaking hands. | The red light emanating around the door dances on the riveted leather garb of our slayer as he reaches to push it open, anxious to get underway.
“Steady now” the magician cautions “We don’t yet know what lies beyond. I do wish our sponsor had given additional instructions.”
The bard nods. She is well known for her a... | They came, bloodied and battered. Demon after demon, beast after beast, the time had finally come to confront the source of it all. Finding the Demon King was easy. All they had to do was follow the webs. The thicker the webs, they closer to fate they had become. Indeed, the webs were so thick, they party had put out t... | |
[WP] the party finally arrived at the dark lord's palace. Entering the throne room they expected to face a terrifying demon king, but instead they found a small child wearing a crown holding a sword with shaking hands. | As the party entered the musty old caste of the dark lord, they found it all but abandoned. No underlings, no guards, and certainly no dark lord. The air hung with an unspoken suspense, but nothing came of it. That is, until they reached the throne room. What greeted them was a different scene than expected.
"S-s-stay... | They came, bloodied and battered. Demon after demon, beast after beast, the time had finally come to confront the source of it all. Finding the Demon King was easy. All they had to do was follow the webs. The thicker the webs, they closer to fate they had become. Indeed, the webs were so thick, they party had put out t... | |
[WP] the party finally arrived at the dark lord's palace. Entering the throne room they expected to face a terrifying demon king, but instead they found a small child wearing a crown holding a sword with shaking hands. | Confusion paints the battered party's faces. A cute young girl that appears to have not yet reached double-digits in age stands atop the demonic throne in the Demon King's Hall. She's wielding a fiendish-looking greatsword that would be utterly terrifying had it not looked so comically large in the hands of it's wielde... | Of course, his hands shook. They were the mighty hunters of Eledin, the bringers of divine justice - wait, was that a *child*? His hands did not only shake from their presence but the weight of a greatsword twice his size. A crown of ebony metal was perched upon his head, nearly falling down his face.
"Don't underesti... | |
[WP] the party finally arrived at the dark lord's palace. Entering the throne room they expected to face a terrifying demon king, but instead they found a small child wearing a crown holding a sword with shaking hands. | Confusion paints the battered party's faces. A cute young girl that appears to have not yet reached double-digits in age stands atop the demonic throne in the Demon King's Hall. She's wielding a fiendish-looking greatsword that would be utterly terrifying had it not looked so comically large in the hands of it's wielde... | A quest was given.
A party was chosen.
An adventure was embarked upon.
None had reason to doubt this progression. It was the way of the world, the natural order of things. This land was full of menace and mystery, and any who aspired to greatness would answer the call to face these troubles. So it was with this part... | |
[WP] While on a road trip find yourself in a small town. As you exit the car, a deafening siren resounds throughout the town. A resident approaches you and yells frantically " We have 30 minutes left until sunset, either leave this town or find place to hide!" | “WHAP!” The man slammed his hand against the wooden table of his farm home on top of the ton, signaling the end of his story.
We rolled into Buncorn just before sunset and as we came to the first stop sign a man frantically waved us to stop. He pleaded that we were in danger and needed to get in his house before night... | The engine hummed as the truck sped through the crudely made desert roads. It kicked up dust in it's wake, great clouds of it flying past the windows. It blared 90s Rock Music from the radio as it moved.
It would have been a strange sight to see. The driver, whom we will call "Steven", was even stranger, a scraggly lo... |
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