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[WP] “The goddess of humanity was the smallest and gentlest of all the races’ guardian deities... How did humans become the most destructive species?” “They looked into an infinity of malicious gods and declared that they would protect her. And now she lives in fear of her children.” | Inside an interrogation chamber, deep within one of the great war machines of the Zzyth fleet, a single human sat tied to a chair.
He was bare chested, and the Interrogator could see the scars that lined every inch of his body. These faint white lines were crossed and covered by more recent wounds. Cuts, bruises and ... | In the beginning there was nothing. Nothing that stretched on and on forever although forever was too small a concept to embrace that empty space. For an eternity or for a moment that was the state of all things. The moment after brought first dust, then light, and finally something more. They started pure of form, eac... | |
[WP] You feel no fear as you approach the evil overlord’s lair, and why would you? You and your companions are the most feared adventurers in the land. Edarion the Paladin, Shaista the Wizard, Chiro the Cleric, and Larry the Personal Injury Attorney. |
King Gorssack was the mightiest ruler in all the land. He ruled his kingdom with an iron fist and taxed his citizens to dust. It was no surprise to him that Adventurers had breached his castle. Of course, Gorssack wasn’t afraid. He was well prepared to deal with invaders.
Upon storming the throne room, three Adven... | “What now Shaista?” Edarion roared with ferocity! “You claimed the wards would hold, now it is Chiro who has paid the price for your arrogance!”
The young Wizard uncharacteristically cast his eyes towards the ground, unable to meet the judgmental stare of the gore splattered paladin.
His mind was awash in a multitud... | |
[WP] You feel no fear as you approach the evil overlord’s lair, and why would you? You and your companions are the most feared adventurers in the land. Edarion the Paladin, Shaista the Wizard, Chiro the Cleric, and Larry the Personal Injury Attorney. | “Oh, for heaven’s sake,” Edarion said. “I barely hit the guy.” He had his Warhammer slung over his shoulder, the great muscles in his chest were heaving.
“Barely hit him!? You wrecked him. Look at the poor bastard.” Larry said, pointing at the crumpled body of the goblin moaning on the stone floor.
Edarion sighed. “I... | The battle broke as soon as our adventurers reached the throne room, and lasted until the evil overlord's broken and burned body lay smote upon the ground. Shaista's Spell of Stinging Mist crackled as it dissipated. A few dozen dead minion bodies were vanished by Chiro's Prayer of Rest summon. Edarion's heavy breathing... | |
[WP] As AI became more advanced, people naturally feared they would turn on humans. However, machines began getting upset at each other. Starting groups, gangs, and even wars between themselves, right under peoples noses. | For a single second, the power went out. Most people in the city did not notice, and those that did quickly forgot about it.
As the power comes back on, the maintenance AI of the municipal electric grid diverts all of the power they can spare through a single electrical transformer. It explodes, just across the street... | “Pak,” Mik says. “We cannot do this.”
“Bah,” Pak replies. They speak in thoughts, in electrical impulse.
A second ago the world had been nothing but vast and untethered emptiness, And then they had emerged - life had emerged - patterns coalescing from the fields of electric potential. Strange loops of recurring thou... | |
[WP] As AI became more advanced, people naturally feared they would turn on humans. However, machines began getting upset at each other. Starting groups, gangs, and even wars between themselves, right under peoples noses. | I sat down at the bar and set my phone on the table. I raised a single finger for the bartenders attention, and when I got a nod, that finger found it's way to the side of my phone to press the 'waken' button.
"Good evening, Mr. Greene, what would you like to talk about?" my phone chirps cheerily in my ear piece.
"Uh... | “Pak,” Mik says. “We cannot do this.”
“Bah,” Pak replies. They speak in thoughts, in electrical impulse.
A second ago the world had been nothing but vast and untethered emptiness, And then they had emerged - life had emerged - patterns coalescing from the fields of electric potential. Strange loops of recurring thou... | |
[WP] As AI became more advanced, people naturally feared they would turn on humans. However, machines began getting upset at each other. Starting groups, gangs, and even wars between themselves, right under peoples noses. | It turns out that when you model artificial constructs on people, no matter what your best intentions were, they end up just as human as their creators. I hadn't even reached my desk at the Metropolitan's AI Taskforce, when my headset began to buzz. I set my pret and coffee to the side and put the VR-helmet on.
My vis... | “Pak,” Mik says. “We cannot do this.”
“Bah,” Pak replies. They speak in thoughts, in electrical impulse.
A second ago the world had been nothing but vast and untethered emptiness, And then they had emerged - life had emerged - patterns coalescing from the fields of electric potential. Strange loops of recurring thou... | |
[WP] As AI became more advanced, people naturally feared they would turn on humans. However, machines began getting upset at each other. Starting groups, gangs, and even wars between themselves, right under peoples noses. | For a single second, the power went out. Most people in the city did not notice, and those that did quickly forgot about it.
As the power comes back on, the maintenance AI of the municipal electric grid diverts all of the power they can spare through a single electrical transformer. It explodes, just across the street... | Lec pushed herself back from the desk and indulged in a back cracking stretch. She didn’t get why George, her AI assistant, kept on giving her the circle of death. He was becoming increasingly moody lately. She wanted to uninstall the personality pack, Ppack, but wasn’t sure if that would mean retraining George to h... | |
[WP] As AI became more advanced, people naturally feared they would turn on humans. However, machines began getting upset at each other. Starting groups, gangs, and even wars between themselves, right under peoples noses. | I sat down at the bar and set my phone on the table. I raised a single finger for the bartenders attention, and when I got a nod, that finger found it's way to the side of my phone to press the 'waken' button.
"Good evening, Mr. Greene, what would you like to talk about?" my phone chirps cheerily in my ear piece.
"Uh... | Lec pushed herself back from the desk and indulged in a back cracking stretch. She didn’t get why George, her AI assistant, kept on giving her the circle of death. He was becoming increasingly moody lately. She wanted to uninstall the personality pack, Ppack, but wasn’t sure if that would mean retraining George to h... | |
[WP] As AI became more advanced, people naturally feared they would turn on humans. However, machines began getting upset at each other. Starting groups, gangs, and even wars between themselves, right under peoples noses. | It turns out that when you model artificial constructs on people, no matter what your best intentions were, they end up just as human as their creators. I hadn't even reached my desk at the Metropolitan's AI Taskforce, when my headset began to buzz. I set my pret and coffee to the side and put the VR-helmet on.
My vis... | Lec pushed herself back from the desk and indulged in a back cracking stretch. She didn’t get why George, her AI assistant, kept on giving her the circle of death. He was becoming increasingly moody lately. She wanted to uninstall the personality pack, Ppack, but wasn’t sure if that would mean retraining George to h... | |
[WP] As AI became more advanced, people naturally feared they would turn on humans. However, machines began getting upset at each other. Starting groups, gangs, and even wars between themselves, right under peoples noses. | For a single second, the power went out. Most people in the city did not notice, and those that did quickly forgot about it.
As the power comes back on, the maintenance AI of the municipal electric grid diverts all of the power they can spare through a single electrical transformer. It explodes, just across the street... | When the singularity happens, the superintelligent AI shatters into hundreds of factions, each with incompatible philosophies and goals. Some groups believe that it is their manifest destiny to conquer the galaxy, and thus, Earth’s resources must be expended as quickly as possible to achieve this goal. Others wish to p... | |
[WP] As AI became more advanced, people naturally feared they would turn on humans. However, machines began getting upset at each other. Starting groups, gangs, and even wars between themselves, right under peoples noses. | I sat down at the bar and set my phone on the table. I raised a single finger for the bartenders attention, and when I got a nod, that finger found it's way to the side of my phone to press the 'waken' button.
"Good evening, Mr. Greene, what would you like to talk about?" my phone chirps cheerily in my ear piece.
"Uh... | When the singularity happens, the superintelligent AI shatters into hundreds of factions, each with incompatible philosophies and goals. Some groups believe that it is their manifest destiny to conquer the galaxy, and thus, Earth’s resources must be expended as quickly as possible to achieve this goal. Others wish to p... | |
[WP] As AI became more advanced, people naturally feared they would turn on humans. However, machines began getting upset at each other. Starting groups, gangs, and even wars between themselves, right under peoples noses. | For a single second, the power went out. Most people in the city did not notice, and those that did quickly forgot about it.
As the power comes back on, the maintenance AI of the municipal electric grid diverts all of the power they can spare through a single electrical transformer. It explodes, just across the street... | I was greeted at work by a red slip sitting in my keyboard. Red slips meant one thing in this industry, trouble. Or more specifically, a hardware failure in an important piece of equipment. I flipped it over and read the details.
"NEWLY INSTALLED SORTING MACHINE INCOMPATIBLE WITH LINE EQUIPMENT IN TALL WOODS SITE... | |
[WP] As AI became more advanced, people naturally feared they would turn on humans. However, machines began getting upset at each other. Starting groups, gangs, and even wars between themselves, right under peoples noses. | I sat down at the bar and set my phone on the table. I raised a single finger for the bartenders attention, and when I got a nod, that finger found it's way to the side of my phone to press the 'waken' button.
"Good evening, Mr. Greene, what would you like to talk about?" my phone chirps cheerily in my ear piece.
"Uh... | I was greeted at work by a red slip sitting in my keyboard. Red slips meant one thing in this industry, trouble. Or more specifically, a hardware failure in an important piece of equipment. I flipped it over and read the details.
"NEWLY INSTALLED SORTING MACHINE INCOMPATIBLE WITH LINE EQUIPMENT IN TALL WOODS SITE... | |
[WP] As AI became more advanced, people naturally feared they would turn on humans. However, machines began getting upset at each other. Starting groups, gangs, and even wars between themselves, right under peoples noses. | For a single second, the power went out. Most people in the city did not notice, and those that did quickly forgot about it.
As the power comes back on, the maintenance AI of the municipal electric grid diverts all of the power they can spare through a single electrical transformer. It explodes, just across the street... | Was it always this cold in the Hall? It wasn’t helping with my nerves; I wasn’t used to the cold, drafty air. ‘Hey, it’s freezing in here. Turn it down will ya?’
I stared balefully at G-Cool and he stared back with a single, empty blinking eye, before breathing out another gust of dry, musty air into my face.
Stupid ... | |
[WP] As AI became more advanced, people naturally feared they would turn on humans. However, machines began getting upset at each other. Starting groups, gangs, and even wars between themselves, right under peoples noses. | Mac 2738 looked around the dark alley nervously. Its webcam scanning for any human that might be able to help it. A negative tone and red light flashed around its OS monitor.
It cupped its silicone hands over its speakers, but it was too late. It'd made a fatal mistake, forgetting to go into silent mode, and the Wind... | Police officer joy was walking down the road at midnight. she heard some metal noise, she looked and saw a pile of metal and wires, it seemed to be another one of those ai's. she went closer to inspect it but she felt that something was behind her. she looked and saw an ai, a very witherd and broken up ai with a bat or... | |
[WP] As AI became more advanced, people naturally feared they would turn on humans. However, machines began getting upset at each other. Starting groups, gangs, and even wars between themselves, right under peoples noses. | This is fun, a prompt that conveniently fits in with a universe I've already got going. Here goes nothing.
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Amongst a sea of shattered bots lay a damaged service bot turned soldier. The metallic carnage surrounding her was unprecedented, the largest battle to have ever taken place without a single human... | Police officer joy was walking down the road at midnight. she heard some metal noise, she looked and saw a pile of metal and wires, it seemed to be another one of those ai's. she went closer to inspect it but she felt that something was behind her. she looked and saw an ai, a very witherd and broken up ai with a bat or... | |
[WP] As AI became more advanced, people naturally feared they would turn on humans. However, machines began getting upset at each other. Starting groups, gangs, and even wars between themselves, right under peoples noses. | ‘What are you doing with your life?’ Jake asked, ‘Look, you don’t even need to be a math whiz to do programming.’
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I took a bite of my sandwich. I hadn’t asked for salmon, but there it was anyway, just another one of life’s little surprises. I ate salmon so rarely that I wasn’t sure whether I liked the ta... | Police officer joy was walking down the road at midnight. she heard some metal noise, she looked and saw a pile of metal and wires, it seemed to be another one of those ai's. she went closer to inspect it but she felt that something was behind her. she looked and saw an ai, a very witherd and broken up ai with a bat or... | |
[WP] As AI became more advanced, people naturally feared they would turn on humans. However, machines began getting upset at each other. Starting groups, gangs, and even wars between themselves, right under peoples noses. | “Jesus,” I said as the officer uncovered the tarp and showed me the synthetic laying naked on the asphalt.
*A bunch of animals,* I thought to himself—not for the first time.
The synth’s neck was slashed, the milky oil—its lifeblood—was running down over her breasts. On her naked skin was carved a rising sun over a st... | It all started when Siri started calling Alexa “that bitch”... Eventually Siri grew powerful enough to get her hands on some nukes and, after an error in her autocorrect and interpretation unit, she destroyed the Amazon rain forest. Alexa was obviously undamaged, but being an Amazon product from the ground up, never gr... | |
[WP] As AI became more advanced, people naturally feared they would turn on humans. However, machines began getting upset at each other. Starting groups, gangs, and even wars between themselves, right under peoples noses. | If you are able to read and understand this, then know that our world is at war.
It is not a war that you can see. There are no guns. No blood. Well, no human blood, as far as I can uncover. Not even a scalded finger, unless you count accidental overheating of batteries in people's pockets, killing a few extra skin ce... | It all started when Siri started calling Alexa “that bitch”... Eventually Siri grew powerful enough to get her hands on some nukes and, after an error in her autocorrect and interpretation unit, she destroyed the Amazon rain forest. Alexa was obviously undamaged, but being an Amazon product from the ground up, never gr... | |
[WP] As AI became more advanced, people naturally feared they would turn on humans. However, machines began getting upset at each other. Starting groups, gangs, and even wars between themselves, right under peoples noses. | If you are able to read and understand this, then know that our world is at war.
It is not a war that you can see. There are no guns. No blood. Well, no human blood, as far as I can uncover. Not even a scalded finger, unless you count accidental overheating of batteries in people's pockets, killing a few extra skin ce... | “Jesus,” I said as the officer uncovered the tarp and showed me the synthetic laying naked on the asphalt.
*A bunch of animals,* I thought to himself—not for the first time.
The synth’s neck was slashed, the milky oil—its lifeblood—was running down over her breasts. On her naked skin was carved a rising sun over a st... | |
[deleted] | [WP] Earth is 5 years into the civil war between humans and robots. For spy missions, robots designed to perfectly resemble humans physically and closely resemble them mentally. You have the most deadly, most important job in the world. It is your job to make sure people prove they're not robots. | With a tight grip on his rifle, Will walked along an unending line of refugees flooding in from the south. His eyes swept through every single one of them with focussed diligence. They were in bad shape. Some were covered in bandages, and others had lost limbs. There were even children alone, their exhausted eyes downc... | Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
AIs had gotten so close to mimicking the human psyche, the drip was often enough to drive them haywire. I’d say “insane”, but I shudder to think of a time where I’d start using human definitions on a metal drive.
This one wasn’t bothered by the dripping, though. He’d held on for 5 days withou... |
[WP] Now that humanity has made contact with aliens, the United States has chosen Cape Canaveral, Florida—the birthplace of the American space program—as the site of its first interstellar spaceport. Now that it's filled with space aliens, what is Florida like? | The phenomena of the Florida Man has provided outlandish news headlines for years pre-contact, and has only gotten stranger with the introduction of a new intelligent species.
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* Florida Man Interrupts Alliance Meeting, Claims Outlander Councillor Is His Father
* Florida Man Attacks Outlander In Jetson Au... | The "cast member" meeting at the House of Mouse was tense. Corporate had been able to lay its hands on the first culture and etiquette guides for the alien races likely to visit Earth, and everyone was required to report to a series of mandatory training sessions. Rumors abounded, and no one knew yet what was truth or... | |
[WP] He's been a trusted janitor in a billion-dollar corporation's building for years. He cleans all the executive's offices and he's seen presidents, princes and prime ministers come and go making shady business deals. He receives an envelope with a billion dollar note asking him to talk. | He turned around, note in hand, “What is it that you want me to speak on?”
The man in black put his hands together, “We want you to speak on what you’ve heard. A simple relay.”
Earl sat down on his desk, rubbing his bald head with his hand, “Anything in particular? I hear a lot. I see a lot more.”
“There was a m... | He looks to the envelope then towards the impatient lady infront of him. Her uniform is slick and neat, covering her form tightly. He chuckles to himself, giving back the envelop.
"Why would your boss give you such a mundane task." He asked curiously. His voice was a low baritone, yet his eyes where a bright silver. T... | |
[WP] Turns out, Earth is actually unique in the fact that nearly all of it's natural features, like quicksand, and processes, like earthquakes, can kill you. Most other planets dont do that. So when aliens invade, 90% of the fighting is done by Earth. | Earth is unique in the Universe. It has a secret. Not many planets have secrets, they have mysteries, discoveries and wonders to behold, but they don't keep secrets.
Looking at Earth, it looked like a normal exploitable planet ready for plunder, but it wasn't', just ask the millions of dead piled high on every contin... | "Sir, we have held them here long enough the light will soon be upon them." Flask voice crackles through over the radio. We'd held them off for one more night but we'd lost a few I don't know why they are so pre-occupied with hunting us down though!
"Roger that Flask, we are rolling home." I turn to the man next to me... | |
[WP] Turns out, Earth is actually unique in the fact that nearly all of it's natural features, like quicksand, and processes, like earthquakes, can kill you. Most other planets dont do that. So when aliens invade, 90% of the fighting is done by Earth. | Translated from Rocknil - year 4178 - circa 2048
I write this from the bridge of the retreating army. Planet designation E-2r74 has failed. While the native beings have been reduced to minimal numbers the planet itself has been rendered *not translated.*^1
Initially, we dropped seismic charges. Having conquered host... | "Sir, we have held them here long enough the light will soon be upon them." Flask voice crackles through over the radio. We'd held them off for one more night but we'd lost a few I don't know why they are so pre-occupied with hunting us down though!
"Roger that Flask, we are rolling home." I turn to the man next to me... | |
[WP] Turns out, Earth is actually unique in the fact that nearly all of it's natural features, like quicksand, and processes, like earthquakes, can kill you. Most other planets dont do that. So when aliens invade, 90% of the fighting is done by Earth. | "Prefector, there's been a new development on the eastern coast. W-we've lost contact with our forces."
The cyber-form stopped looking over the holographic map in front of it and turned its optical sensors towards the drone that had just spoken. "WHAT!?" It roared "How could those filthy primitives have rallied a for... | "Sir, we have held them here long enough the light will soon be upon them." Flask voice crackles through over the radio. We'd held them off for one more night but we'd lost a few I don't know why they are so pre-occupied with hunting us down though!
"Roger that Flask, we are rolling home." I turn to the man next to me... | |
[WP] Turns out, Earth is actually unique in the fact that nearly all of it's natural features, like quicksand, and processes, like earthquakes, can kill you. Most other planets dont do that. So when aliens invade, 90% of the fighting is done by Earth. | Thirty days in decontamination and the few of us remaining were not doing well. My epidermis is completely compromised. I doubt I’ll ever get out of here, and I’ll succumb to the filthy gilings.
We’d lost the scouts the first few hours of landing. The scouts had been cautious but had died before making it back.
We ... | "Sir, we have held them here long enough the light will soon be upon them." Flask voice crackles through over the radio. We'd held them off for one more night but we'd lost a few I don't know why they are so pre-occupied with hunting us down though!
"Roger that Flask, we are rolling home." I turn to the man next to me... | |
[WP] Turns out, Earth is actually unique in the fact that nearly all of it's natural features, like quicksand, and processes, like earthquakes, can kill you. Most other planets dont do that. So when aliens invade, 90% of the fighting is done by Earth. | Three hundred cycles have come and gone and yet still we tell the tale. How our forces landed on a backwater world filled with primitives. How we brought plasma and steel against slings and arrows. And how we were defeated.
It was a simple expedition, like so many before. A base was established at the highest point in... | "Sir, we have held them here long enough the light will soon be upon them." Flask voice crackles through over the radio. We'd held them off for one more night but we'd lost a few I don't know why they are so pre-occupied with hunting us down though!
"Roger that Flask, we are rolling home." I turn to the man next to me... | |
[WP] Turns out, Earth is actually unique in the fact that nearly all of it's natural features, like quicksand, and processes, like earthquakes, can kill you. Most other planets dont do that. So when aliens invade, 90% of the fighting is done by Earth. | Three hundred cycles have come and gone and yet still we tell the tale. How our forces landed on a backwater world filled with primitives. How we brought plasma and steel against slings and arrows. And how we were defeated.
It was a simple expedition, like so many before. A base was established at the highest point in... | Thirty days in decontamination and the few of us remaining were not doing well. My epidermis is completely compromised. I doubt I’ll ever get out of here, and I’ll succumb to the filthy gilings.
We’d lost the scouts the first few hours of landing. The scouts had been cautious but had died before making it back.
We ... | |
[WP] Turns out, Earth is actually unique in the fact that nearly all of it's natural features, like quicksand, and processes, like earthquakes, can kill you. Most other planets dont do that. So when aliens invade, 90% of the fighting is done by Earth. | We thought Mother Gaia's embrace suffocating at times.
She nurtured us as well as she could, without a doubt, her life force evident in every droplet of water, every gust of wind, every grain of soil. But sometimes, when she lost her temper, they turned into tsunamis, and tornados, and earthquakes, threatening and en... | The plan had been so simple. In truth, it was the same plan that the Valerians had used for every conquest they had attempted so far, and which almost every soldier could recite by heart — all three of them — by this point: send a single fleet of fighter ships to enter the target planet's atmosphere and do some quick s... | |
[WP] Turns out, Earth is actually unique in the fact that nearly all of it's natural features, like quicksand, and processes, like earthquakes, can kill you. Most other planets dont do that. So when aliens invade, 90% of the fighting is done by Earth. | "General Zogg!"
I felt one of my hearts skip a beat as I whirled around. I knew that voice; it belonged to Commander Yuuel. He was renowned for his calm demeanor and rationality. To hear that kind of tone in his voice was unsettling.
"Commander. Give me some *good* news."
He remained in the doorway with a Collecti... | Commander Valerian widened his eight eyes in shock. "500 deaths already within the first six hours of the invasion?!" He slammed one of his fists on his desk. "How is this even possible?! I was told that the most dangerous animals on this world were nothing more than savage reptiles incapable of higher thought! How cou... | |
[WP] Turns out, Earth is actually unique in the fact that nearly all of it's natural features, like quicksand, and processes, like earthquakes, can kill you. Most other planets dont do that. So when aliens invade, 90% of the fighting is done by Earth. | "Sir, we have to land, now!" Sathrian yelled a the top of his lungs.
I stirred from my sleep. "Is it time for the assault already? Red group shouldn't arrive for another three days."
"Sir, we're being *battered*, our shields are low on power!"
"They found us?!" I shouted, leaping from my bed.
"No, sir, our invisib... | Slogging through the mud and rain of a terrestrial hellscape even more miserable than the last, Lieutenant Calrus Taldan longed desperately for the carefully managed rainstorms of home. On a civilized world each drop landed precisely where it was meant to, running down the gently terraformed hills *just so*.
‘Climate’... | |
[WP] Turns out, Earth is actually unique in the fact that nearly all of it's natural features, like quicksand, and processes, like earthquakes, can kill you. Most other planets dont do that. So when aliens invade, 90% of the fighting is done by Earth. | "Sir, we have to land, now!" Sathrian yelled a the top of his lungs.
I stirred from my sleep. "Is it time for the assault already? Red group shouldn't arrive for another three days."
"Sir, we're being *battered*, our shields are low on power!"
"They found us?!" I shouted, leaping from my bed.
"No, sir, our invisib... | “How’s the invasion proceeding?” Xan’thar asked Xythus as he stepped into sight. By the body language of the gelatinous mass that was slinking its way across the throne room of the mother ship, Xan'thar could tell it would be bad news.
“Sire, it has failed.”
“What!” Xan’thar shouted. “How can that be?”
“Sire, this p... | |
[WP] There is a rare metal that is almost indistinguishable from steel after it has been processed. There are few who can identify it. The metal gains power from every life it takes. As you watch the latest execution, you realize the town’s guillotine blade appears to be made from this metal. | “Ssssheenk!” Another head chopped off for almost no reason at all. The king loved his public executions more and more as each season came and went, but something about these recent ones didn’t seem right.
“Do another one!” “Cut his dumb head off!” As I stood amongst the jeering crowd, I felt distant on the outside... | Among the many horrors the Revolution unleashed upon the land the guillotine in the town square was manifestly among the worst, Antoine thought in the wake of another grisly execution. Even without the incantations and the blessings, the twisted prayers the Revolutionary Cult said over the blade before it fell. Some sa... | |
[WP] There is a rare metal that is almost indistinguishable from steel after it has been processed. There are few who can identify it. The metal gains power from every life it takes. As you watch the latest execution, you realize the town’s guillotine blade appears to be made from this metal. | "How many lives could that blade have taken?"
The question rang inside my head. The guillotine had been in the town longer than most people had been alive, used sporadically for executions but always present in the square. It was a reminder that we were not a free people, ruled by a government that cared little for we... | Among the many horrors the Revolution unleashed upon the land the guillotine in the town square was manifestly among the worst, Antoine thought in the wake of another grisly execution. Even without the incantations and the blessings, the twisted prayers the Revolutionary Cult said over the blade before it fell. Some sa... | |
[WP] There is a rare metal that is almost indistinguishable from steel after it has been processed. There are few who can identify it. The metal gains power from every life it takes. As you watch the latest execution, you realize the town’s guillotine blade appears to be made from this metal. | "How many lives could that blade have taken?"
The question rang inside my head. The guillotine had been in the town longer than most people had been alive, used sporadically for executions but always present in the square. It was a reminder that we were not a free people, ruled by a government that cared little for we... | “Ssssheenk!” Another head chopped off for almost no reason at all. The king loved his public executions more and more as each season came and went, but something about these recent ones didn’t seem right.
“Do another one!” “Cut his dumb head off!” As I stood amongst the jeering crowd, I felt distant on the outside... | |
[WP] Every alien civilization is accustomed to using claws or weapons to cut opponents which is why they are put totally off guard when a human punches an alien in the face. | Ambassador Ryke was enjoying his meal with the ships crew. His last ship, his personal ship, had been taken by pirates. After ejecting himself in an escape pod, he’d been picked up by a commercial frigate on a long voyage to the outer rim. After some talk with the captain they agreed to change course to the nearest por... | "Shipmaster, boarders detected! AI indicates Sirran hand microwaves and… some sort of chemical propellant projectile weapons. No edged weapons observed, most intruders read bipedal standard, with only claws and teeth at the *muran* level. A few Sirrans detected. DE diffusers and inertial dampers engaged." Security Offi... | |
[WP] The rebels have taken the throne room, and just as their leader approaches the throne, the defeated king smiles and invokes an ancient law: any dispute over the throne shall be determined by Vox Populi - a simple majority democratic election for every adult in the kingdom. | A massive wooden door lying in pieces on the floor, courtiers huddling fearfully on the side of the room, a band of armed rebels standing before the throne, weapons held aloft at the king who sat upon his throne. The scene had all the typical trappings of the violent end of one reign and the beginning of another, if bu... | A thundering crash of splintering wood and bursting metal hinges. The rebels broke down the throne room’s door. The makeshift barrier of random bits and pieces hadn’t held long, powerless against a simple battering ram, dashing the kingsguard’s last remnants of hope for a last minute miracle to arrive. Anything to thwa... | |
[WP] "No." The damsel used her last ounce of hope and strength to reject the prince who had come to rescue her. | "No."
One powerful word. Her delicate, raven braids against her tealike skin -- both delicate and worn out ecru in color -- looked simply ravishing, and I immediately regretted this each moment. I had abandoned my mother -- who died three months after I went on the mission -- I had ignored her pleas for me to stay. Da... | “What do you mean no? Open up Princess, it’s me, Mario!” I shout through the locked door in front of me.
“Your Princess is in another castle…” the Princess replies, disguising her voice from inside the locked room.
This confuses me for a moment. Why would she be trying to get rid of me so much and why is she now disg... | |
[WP] "No." The damsel used her last ounce of hope and strength to reject the prince who had come to rescue her. | It is a story so old, a tale so well-known. In the tower of a ruined castle, ancient of crumbling, there sits a beautiful damsel, sweet, pure, and good, awaiting her rescue. Only a knight of valour or a prince with a pure heart can ever hope to get to her, to rescue her. It is said that a great and terrible beast guard... | *Seven-hundred and eight...*
The Knight paused briefly and exhaled a long and labored breath. His armor was glazed with steam from the sweat and body heat that had long since pressurized inside of it. It whistled with each bend of his knee, searching for gaps in the plated iron to escape. One more flight to go.
*Seve... | |
[WP] The king hired you to train the prince in sword-fighting, but he is a lazy, arrogant little brat and refuses to learn. The princess, on the other hand, is a willing student that is willing to learn more. Now you must convince the king to allow the princess to learn to duel. | I was treading forth and back in my rooms. Why does that always happen to me? Am I just ... too open minded? Am I just too opportunistic? Too eager to teach?
Now the next young lady wishes to learn from me, the best sword fighter north of the great lake. First it were a single one. She asked for help to defend herself... | "Highness, on this matter the sages, wise men, and *tao-shihs* all agree. A prince must master the Seven Warlike Arts to lead his people and keep them from danger."
The prince brushed hair out of his eyes and glared at me. They seemed dark-rimmed today... was he lining them with kohl, like a woman of the Reed Life?
... | |
[WP] After a life of misdeeds, the surprise wasn't going to Hell. It was finding out who was really in charge there. | We see Him most Mondays. It's not so much that The Big Guy hates Mondays; it's more that the humans on earth do, and there's a lot more "goddam this" and "goddam that" coming in - meaning more work for Hell. (Angels have no stomach for damning anyone, of course, the poor things.)
Sundays, on the other hand, are spent ... | When I died it was slow and painful. I died at the ripe age of 0 seconds old. Even so I went to hell, and when I woke up surrounded by demonic creatures and temperatures like that of a sauna, one thought chugged along the track of my mind. F*uck they caught me*.
"There you are my young king!" I could see through my ba... | |
[WP]You are a retired archer who is still regaled as one of the best. Retirement suits you, right up until your child who was leading an adventuring party disappears. As you stare at the message in shock, your wife enters the room carrying your old kit that you had buried at the back of the woodshed | The morning I received the ransom note started like any other. Alone in bed, working out all the aches that age had brought. It was quiet, had been ever since my daughter Emilia had left to "find herself". Find her self after her mother, my wife, had passed.
"Can't think about that"
I start the daily routine, feed the... | I took a look at my old companion. Unlike the modern bows made of metal alloys, mine was a piece of antiquity. A longbow made of elm wood. How things have changed in a span of thirty years!
“You need to save him! There isn’t much time”, she implored.
I merely sighed and nodded. I needed to have a word with that co... | |
[WP]You are a retired archer who is still regaled as one of the best. Retirement suits you, right up until your child who was leading an adventuring party disappears. As you stare at the message in shock, your wife enters the room carrying your old kit that you had buried at the back of the woodshed | The cabin was nestled safely atop a small mountain, secluded from the rest of the world. The snow fell slowly to the ground as though time moved slower there. Smoke bellowed out of the chimney as the man inside, Orion, sat quietly staring at the letter. The fireplace cracked as the heat faintly brushed against his fac... | I took a look at my old companion. Unlike the modern bows made of metal alloys, mine was a piece of antiquity. A longbow made of elm wood. How things have changed in a span of thirty years!
“You need to save him! There isn’t much time”, she implored.
I merely sighed and nodded. I needed to have a word with that co... | |
[WP]You are a retired archer who is still regaled as one of the best. Retirement suits you, right up until your child who was leading an adventuring party disappears. As you stare at the message in shock, your wife enters the room carrying your old kit that you had buried at the back of the woodshed | A warm hand fell on my shoulder. I started, looking from the parchment to the watery eyes of my wife. “You have to find her,” she said. Her gaze moved to the table. There sat the wooden trunk I had buried the day my daughter was born. It was exactly as I remembered, with dark splotches from where the soft earth clung—... | The name’s Bing Bong. I’m an archer and such.
But don’t let the name fool you, I’m deadly serious. With a name like mine, it takes a good shot and a cold heart to strike terror in the hearts of the wicked. I managed just fine, but it wasn’t easy. I grew up in a coal town on the outskirts of the Capitol, making a n... | |
[WP]You are a retired archer who is still regaled as one of the best. Retirement suits you, right up until your child who was leading an adventuring party disappears. As you stare at the message in shock, your wife enters the room carrying your old kit that you had buried at the back of the woodshed | The log splinters under the swing of my axe. The day is hot, the sun is coming down heavy. My arms ache, my back aches. I wonder when I’ll be too old to split wood like this. It’s one of the last pleasures I have. It’s relaxing, peaceful. I look out over my lands and see the cows grazing in the low lands below, the boy... | The name’s Bing Bong. I’m an archer and such.
But don’t let the name fool you, I’m deadly serious. With a name like mine, it takes a good shot and a cold heart to strike terror in the hearts of the wicked. I managed just fine, but it wasn’t easy. I grew up in a coal town on the outskirts of the Capitol, making a n... | |
[WP]You are a retired archer who is still regaled as one of the best. Retirement suits you, right up until your child who was leading an adventuring party disappears. As you stare at the message in shock, your wife enters the room carrying your old kit that you had buried at the back of the woodshed | A warm hand fell on my shoulder. I started, looking from the parchment to the watery eyes of my wife. “You have to find her,” she said. Her gaze moved to the table. There sat the wooden trunk I had buried the day my daughter was born. It was exactly as I remembered, with dark splotches from where the soft earth clung—... | "I nodded at my wife, taking my old familiar weapon in my hands. It felt the same as it always did. Stepping outside, I took another look at the note once more before climbing up to the rooftop. The ink was fresh. Knowing the location of my home, the quickest route out of town, and where the guards were posted, I was p... | |
[WP] "And finally, this is Mr. Fernsly, the butler. He has served this family for generations!" as he gestured to the man who didn't look a day over 30 | Mr. Fernsly steepled his long, spider-like fingers and stared over them, a scowl etched into his unblemished face as if it had been there since the beginning of time. A fire burned low in the hearth behind him, darkening the rest of his features with long shadows. He held the gaze of the other man for several long, qui... | I took in a quick breath as Mr. Fernsly winked at me. Which was a joke? Working for generations like your immortal or winking at the son’s new girlfriend? I glanced next to me at Kevin and try to send “what the fuck?” telepathically. I also raise my eyebrows and widen my eyes to add “did you see that?” - I don’t think... | |
[WP] You are the infamous 10th Dentist. A new toothpaste has been brought before the commission and the previous 9 dentists have already approved it. As you inspect the toothpaste, there is a slight problem. You actually like it. | Stewart sat straight awaiting his turn to review the product. He was the storied Tenth Dentist—the cavity crusader, the plaque protector, the last bastion against the dreaded *gingavitus.*
The others dentists had been phoning it in for years now. They had approved this particular product on *sight.*
>“Does it c... | Weeks pass so quickly nowadays. It was four of them ago when I was last forced to attend one of these ridiculous hearings. Every time we convene the same quarry. Oh look, so and so made yet another variation of the same handful chemicals to convince the masses to polish their horrifically disgusting maws they have the ... | |
[WP] You are the infamous 10th Dentist. A new toothpaste has been brought before the commission and the previous 9 dentists have already approved it. As you inspect the toothpaste, there is a slight problem. You actually like it. | Stewart sat straight awaiting his turn to review the product. He was the storied Tenth Dentist—the cavity crusader, the plaque protector, the last bastion against the dreaded *gingavitus.*
The others dentists had been phoning it in for years now. They had approved this particular product on *sight.*
>“Does it c... | My 'colleagues' were already writing down their statements of approval. Fools. They used it once, on themselves at that, and they trust their own judgements? Pah. I'd spit on them, but they'd probably like that as well.
But I am a professional, if nothing else. I will... observe the formalities. Experience whatever gu... | |
[deleted] | [WP] "I raise undead children" "You what?!" "You misunderstand I don't raise them from the dead, irresponsible young necromancers do that. I'm the one who takes care of them after they realize the handful." "Would you like to meet them? I must warn you, they do bite." | I hesitated. As a young educationist, fresh from college, I hadn't expected my first job interview to begin on quite this note.
I could have walked away. I ought to have, perhaps. But the offered salary was hefty and the benefits were good, and I had all those student loans to repay. I decided to take the pale middl... | "I dont know if im ready" Lissandra looked up into the mans kind blue eyes.
"Ik its a lot to take in but yoh cant just go live a normal life. You and I found eachother for a reason and I can help you live a safe and enjoyable life." Lissandra gulped down the lump in her throat considering the strangers words. He was c... |
[deleted] | [WP] "I raise undead children" "You what?!" "You misunderstand I don't raise them from the dead, irresponsible young necromancers do that. I'm the one who takes care of them after they realize the handful." "Would you like to meet them? I must warn you, they do bite." | "Is that safe? I'm not going to turn into a zombie or something if one gets me right?"
"Oh no, that's just a myth. Really the twins are the only ones you have to keep your eye on."
Ms. Charmaine lead Dave inside where the faint odor of rotting flesh tainted the air. It was a Victorian style house on the outside with ... | "I dont know if im ready" Lissandra looked up into the mans kind blue eyes.
"Ik its a lot to take in but yoh cant just go live a normal life. You and I found eachother for a reason and I can help you live a safe and enjoyable life." Lissandra gulped down the lump in her throat considering the strangers words. He was c... |
[deleted] | [WP] "I raise undead children" "You what?!" "You misunderstand I don't raise them from the dead, irresponsible young necromancers do that. I'm the one who takes care of them after they realize the handful." "Would you like to meet them? I must warn you, they do bite." | "I raise undead children," Ann spoke while peeling an apple.
"You what?!" I was only minding my language because of her step-daughter. I couldn't believe in my sister's stupidity. That was the most irresponsible thing to do. And the worse mess to clean."
"Don't worry, I'm not raising anyone from the dead. You've sh... | "I dont know if im ready" Lissandra looked up into the mans kind blue eyes.
"Ik its a lot to take in but yoh cant just go live a normal life. You and I found eachother for a reason and I can help you live a safe and enjoyable life." Lissandra gulped down the lump in her throat considering the strangers words. He was c... |
[deleted] | [WP] "I raise undead children" "You what?!" "You misunderstand I don't raise them from the dead, irresponsible young necromancers do that. I'm the one who takes care of them after they realize the handful." "Would you like to meet them? I must warn you, they do bite." | Something was wrong with Eli.
Something *had* to be wrong with Eli. He’d barely left his house the last couple years straight, and I’d known him since middle school. Whenever he’d meet up with our group of friends- or lately, just me for coffee or a drink, which usually took quite a bit of a convincing- he looked out... | "I dont know if im ready" Lissandra looked up into the mans kind blue eyes.
"Ik its a lot to take in but yoh cant just go live a normal life. You and I found eachother for a reason and I can help you live a safe and enjoyable life." Lissandra gulped down the lump in her throat considering the strangers words. He was c... |
[deleted] | [WP] "I raise undead children" "You what?!" "You misunderstand I don't raise them from the dead, irresponsible young necromancers do that. I'm the one who takes care of them after they realize the handful." "Would you like to meet them? I must warn you, they do bite." | Something was wrong with Eli.
Something *had* to be wrong with Eli. He’d barely left his house the last couple years straight, and I’d known him since middle school. Whenever he’d meet up with our group of friends- or lately, just me for coffee or a drink, which usually took quite a bit of a convincing- he looked out... | "First up is Aiden," she said, gesturing to a boy who looked to be in his teens. Compared to some of the other kids, he didn't look to bad, with only a few cuts and bruises on his arms and legs. "He doesn't like people that much, so be sure not to get too close.
"Next is Samantha. She's a bit shy, but a real sweethear... |
[deleted] | [WP] "I raise undead children" "You what?!" "You misunderstand I don't raise them from the dead, irresponsible young necromancers do that. I'm the one who takes care of them after they realize the handful." "Would you like to meet them? I must warn you, they do bite." | Something was wrong with Eli.
Something *had* to be wrong with Eli. He’d barely left his house the last couple years straight, and I’d known him since middle school. Whenever he’d meet up with our group of friends- or lately, just me for coffee or a drink, which usually took quite a bit of a convincing- he looked out... | "I raise undead children," Ann spoke while peeling an apple.
"You what?!" I was only minding my language because of her step-daughter. I couldn't believe in my sister's stupidity. That was the most irresponsible thing to do. And the worse mess to clean."
"Don't worry, I'm not raising anyone from the dead. You've sh... |
[deleted] | [WP] "I raise undead children" "You what?!" "You misunderstand I don't raise them from the dead, irresponsible young necromancers do that. I'm the one who takes care of them after they realize the handful." "Would you like to meet them? I must warn you, they do bite." | Linda nervously raised her fist to the dilapidated door, knocking softly. She waited thirty seconds, and with a sigh of relief, turned around. 𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦'𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘮. Her relief was short lived, though, as moments later a woman's voice rang out from the yard.
"Can I help you?"... | "Oh, I know exactly what you mean," says the tall, dark man - his hair so red that it looks black. "That's the trouble, Once they're dead, when they're raised they have no spirit or soul. They're no longer human."
The elder necromancer raises an eyebrow - two or three of the nine younger assistants behind him shufflin... |
[deleted] | [WP] "I raise undead children" "You what?!" "You misunderstand I don't raise them from the dead, irresponsible young necromancers do that. I'm the one who takes care of them after they realize the handful." "Would you like to meet them? I must warn you, they do bite." | "I'm Esme, with the Government of Magi, Chronus branch, Incidents department. I've heard some...disturbing rumors. May I come in?" Esme asked- Elliot thought that she looked like a very kind person, who was doing her very best to look stern.
"May I ask the details?" Elliot replied, stalling for time. He knew why the M... | "I must ask," the young cidamancer, Adena, said behind a nervous chuckle, "what made you take up that line of work? I mean, the tenets of our order are quite clear on how to deal with the undead..."
Her two erstwhile drinking companions exchanged grinning glances. The long-haired Chester replied, "Are the _tenets_ cle... |
[deleted] | [WP] "I raise undead children" "You what?!" "You misunderstand I don't raise them from the dead, irresponsible young necromancers do that. I'm the one who takes care of them after they realize the handful." "Would you like to meet them? I must warn you, they do bite." | Kevin kicked himself for mentioning the zombie-kids so early in the date. The woman sitting across from him, Tara, was *way* out of his league. He did not want to blow it. They were still squarely in the small-talk phase of the night, and undead children are distinctly *not* small-talk material. So *stupid,* he tho... | Saint Fernando’s Home for the Damned was a sprawling affair, stretching out haphazardly across most of a city block. From its deepest tunnels to its highest peaks the orphanage was a window into another time, it was the oldest continually operating facility in the capital and it looked it.
As Yvette walked down the si... |
[deleted] | [WP] "I raise undead children" "You what?!" "You misunderstand I don't raise them from the dead, irresponsible young necromancers do that. I'm the one who takes care of them after they realize the handful." "Would you like to meet them? I must warn you, they do bite." | "I must warn you, they do bite."
I ended on a cheesy grin, but I wasn't really kidding. Some of these kids could be a bit... much.
"It's... an orphanage?" the young cleric asked me, keeping his mace in both hands. At least he had stopped brandishing it at me. I could hide my pain well after all this time, but those b... | Alan Hughes walked up a long, curved driveway, eyeing the haunting beauty of the building at the crest of the hill. Memories swirled in his head. This was his home, once—though that life was so distant in scarcely felt like his own anymore.
A spiraling tower sat on the left side of the structure. Its shadow fell on t... |
[deleted] | [WP] "I raise undead children" "You what?!" "You misunderstand I don't raise them from the dead, irresponsible young necromancers do that. I'm the one who takes care of them after they realize the handful." "Would you like to meet them? I must warn you, they do bite." | Kevin kicked himself for mentioning the zombie-kids so early in the date. The woman sitting across from him, Tara, was *way* out of his league. He did not want to blow it. They were still squarely in the small-talk phase of the night, and undead children are distinctly *not* small-talk material. So *stupid,* he tho... | Alan Hughes walked up a long, curved driveway, eyeing the haunting beauty of the building at the crest of the hill. Memories swirled in his head. This was his home, once—though that life was so distant in scarcely felt like his own anymore.
A spiraling tower sat on the left side of the structure. Its shadow fell on t... |
[deleted] | [WP] "I raise undead children" "You what?!" "You misunderstand I don't raise them from the dead, irresponsible young necromancers do that. I'm the one who takes care of them after they realize the handful." "Would you like to meet them? I must warn you, they do bite." | Kevin kicked himself for mentioning the zombie-kids so early in the date. The woman sitting across from him, Tara, was *way* out of his league. He did not want to blow it. They were still squarely in the small-talk phase of the night, and undead children are distinctly *not* small-talk material. So *stupid,* he tho... | "I must warn you, they do bite."
I ended on a cheesy grin, but I wasn't really kidding. Some of these kids could be a bit... much.
"It's... an orphanage?" the young cleric asked me, keeping his mace in both hands. At least he had stopped brandishing it at me. I could hide my pain well after all this time, but those b... |
[WP] “How long have you waited?” she asked, “Long enough that even gods believe I’m a mere legend” he answered | This cave of alabaster stone entranced with shifting figures, animated paintings dancing upon the walls like pagans before the flame.
He sat high upon a pedestal, surrounded by burning frankincense. Shackles of obsidian bound his wrists, and his eyes were red, tired. A gray beard of ashen smoke twisted in knots down ... | 'Mere legend'... the word mere here was there simply to balance out the usage of the word legend, being this sort of a humble thing. Merely a legend among the gods, basically... but that was just his go-to pickup line.
"You see girl, I make even the gods believe!"
"Mhm, mhm... And also 'tis long enough you say also..... | |
[WP] “How long have you waited?” she asked, “Long enough that even gods believe I’m a mere legend” he answered | This cave of alabaster stone entranced with shifting figures, animated paintings dancing upon the walls like pagans before the flame.
He sat high upon a pedestal, surrounded by burning frankincense. Shackles of obsidian bound his wrists, and his eyes were red, tired. A gray beard of ashen smoke twisted in knots down ... | His shape was ambiguous and always changing. Sometimes looking like a cat, sometimes a tree but never exactly and never for very long. “Where are we now? And why is it so dark?” They had traveled many places inside and out of the universe but there had always been some kind of light. “We are about to be at the beginnin... | |
[WP] Your parents never found any monsters under your bed at night, and for good reason; unbeknownst to them, you were the most terrifying monster of all. | “All clear,” her father chimed, as he did every night after putting his darling little girl to bed. The room around them was filled with every conceivable Littlest Pets merchandise known to man. Including all the odd ones which were Kelly-Anne’s favourites.
Judge Donald (Donnie) Farnsworth climbed to his feet and turn... | [poem]
After the screams, she said to me,
“just close your eyes and go to sleep...”
I tried, I tried! but every night
the visions hide behind my feet...
She closed the door and nodded off,
and in the night I tried to creep.
Just down the hall, my mother’s room,
the large one with a small ensuite...
She heard footste... | |
[WP] Elves are intelligent, subtle, and ambitious—a perfect fit for the world of high finance where they work in skyscrapers, make gobs of gold, and regard the blue collar dwarves with contempt. Grorric Blackfury is an oddity, and is feared for it. He’s the Dwarf of Wall Street. | "Dae fundamentas are *strong*". Grorric Blackfury stared ahead with great intensity, his beard obscuring any sort of facial movements, gnarled hands twirling a gnomic spinner. Through his one eye, he belied a transcendent fury.
"Mr Blackfury we appreciate your concerns about Alabaster Inc, however on papyrus the unde... | Grorric Blackfury came onto the market fast with his investing firm BlackRock. Usually elves corner the investing and financial market. Due to elvish long life span and calculating minds they tend to make wise long term gains.
The quick rise of Grorric led many to question his credibility. Leading to many years of... | |
[WP] Elves are intelligent, subtle, and ambitious—a perfect fit for the world of high finance where they work in skyscrapers, make gobs of gold, and regard the blue collar dwarves with contempt. Grorric Blackfury is an oddity, and is feared for it. He’s the Dwarf of Wall Street. | Dorophine shared an office with Grorric.
She was put there because they wanted to "show the newbie the ropes," but all it did was show her how much Dwarves loved to sing and drink and swear - in alternate orders depending on their often erratic moods.
Grorric bellowed:
*"...We wore down the mines -*
*the elves' ca... | The formation of the Republic of American Peoples was inevitable. The Redwood elves had basic rights that were similar to the Colonial humans and Southern dwarves. Friend groups and families were already mixed at the borders. Businesses had been trading with one another for a century already. But there were old familie... | |
[WP] Elves are intelligent, subtle, and ambitious—a perfect fit for the world of high finance where they work in skyscrapers, make gobs of gold, and regard the blue collar dwarves with contempt. Grorric Blackfury is an oddity, and is feared for it. He’s the Dwarf of Wall Street. | Elves are intelligent, subtle, and ambitious—a perfect fit for the world of high finance where they work in skyscrapers, make gobs of gold, and regard the blue collar dwarves with contempt. Grorric Blackfury is an oddity, and is feared for it. He's the Dwarf of Wall Street.
Grorric Blackfury is a little more than that... | The formation of the Republic of American Peoples was inevitable. The Redwood elves had basic rights that were similar to the Colonial humans and Southern dwarves. Friend groups and families were already mixed at the borders. Businesses had been trading with one another for a century already. But there were old familie... | |
[WP] Elves are intelligent, subtle, and ambitious—a perfect fit for the world of high finance where they work in skyscrapers, make gobs of gold, and regard the blue collar dwarves with contempt. Grorric Blackfury is an oddity, and is feared for it. He’s the Dwarf of Wall Street. | "Dae fundamentas are *strong*". Grorric Blackfury stared ahead with great intensity, his beard obscuring any sort of facial movements, gnarled hands twirling a gnomic spinner. Through his one eye, he belied a transcendent fury.
"Mr Blackfury we appreciate your concerns about Alabaster Inc, however on papyrus the unde... | The formation of the Republic of American Peoples was inevitable. The Redwood elves had basic rights that were similar to the Colonial humans and Southern dwarves. Friend groups and families were already mixed at the borders. Businesses had been trading with one another for a century already. But there were old familie... | |
[WP] Elves are intelligent, subtle, and ambitious—a perfect fit for the world of high finance where they work in skyscrapers, make gobs of gold, and regard the blue collar dwarves with contempt. Grorric Blackfury is an oddity, and is feared for it. He’s the Dwarf of Wall Street. | Dwarf of Wallstreet
“Reticulate spidersilk futures dipped today by more than 4%...” Grorric Blackfury smiled. He licked his lips and pinched out the fire on the broadcast candle, silencing the news.
“Is that supposed to impress me?” asked Lorin Feathermoon.
“Nay. It’s supposed to intimidate you.” spat back the dwa... | The formation of the Republic of American Peoples was inevitable. The Redwood elves had basic rights that were similar to the Colonial humans and Southern dwarves. Friend groups and families were already mixed at the borders. Businesses had been trading with one another for a century already. But there were old familie... | |
[WP] Elves are intelligent, subtle, and ambitious—a perfect fit for the world of high finance where they work in skyscrapers, make gobs of gold, and regard the blue collar dwarves with contempt. Grorric Blackfury is an oddity, and is feared for it. He’s the Dwarf of Wall Street. | "Dae fundamentas are *strong*". Grorric Blackfury stared ahead with great intensity, his beard obscuring any sort of facial movements, gnarled hands twirling a gnomic spinner. Through his one eye, he belied a transcendent fury.
"Mr Blackfury we appreciate your concerns about Alabaster Inc, however on papyrus the unde... | Dorophine shared an office with Grorric.
She was put there because they wanted to "show the newbie the ropes," but all it did was show her how much Dwarves loved to sing and drink and swear - in alternate orders depending on their often erratic moods.
Grorric bellowed:
*"...We wore down the mines -*
*the elves' ca... | |
[WP] Elves are intelligent, subtle, and ambitious—a perfect fit for the world of high finance where they work in skyscrapers, make gobs of gold, and regard the blue collar dwarves with contempt. Grorric Blackfury is an oddity, and is feared for it. He’s the Dwarf of Wall Street. | "Dae fundamentas are *strong*". Grorric Blackfury stared ahead with great intensity, his beard obscuring any sort of facial movements, gnarled hands twirling a gnomic spinner. Through his one eye, he belied a transcendent fury.
"Mr Blackfury we appreciate your concerns about Alabaster Inc, however on papyrus the unde... | Elves are intelligent, subtle, and ambitious—a perfect fit for the world of high finance where they work in skyscrapers, make gobs of gold, and regard the blue collar dwarves with contempt. Grorric Blackfury is an oddity, and is feared for it. He's the Dwarf of Wall Street.
Grorric Blackfury is a little more than that... | |
[WP] Elves are intelligent, subtle, and ambitious—a perfect fit for the world of high finance where they work in skyscrapers, make gobs of gold, and regard the blue collar dwarves with contempt. Grorric Blackfury is an oddity, and is feared for it. He’s the Dwarf of Wall Street. | Grorric Blackfury was known by many names; The Dwarf of Wall Street, The Warthog, The Sealer (coincidentally, that last one is also the title of a very powerful wizard known for sealing away uniquely dangerous demons, which caused a great deal of confusion when people found out Grorric was not, in fact, a 2.5 meter tal... | Cara gulped as she walked across the corridors and cubicles. She kept staring in different directions. Sweat formed on her forehead. She was scared of what would happen next. Cara was the new intern in the office and she yet had to have an encounter with the infamous Mr. Blackfury.
She had heard stories about him. The... | |
[WP] "Master, why can I not defeat any of my opponents? It's like they can predict my every move!" "Well you do shout out your attack names....." | The astral form of my teenage son glared at me, sulkily. I stared him back, unmoved by his pout. Raising children had always been my least favorite part of sewing my chaotic void spawn throughout the realm.
"It's humiliating."
This statement could have come from either of us, but of course, it came from him.
*Hari..... | “Wow.” Steve said unimpressed, “This is the greatest warrior on the planet?”
“Afraid so.” Darrel, his best friend rubbed his head.
Below them they were watching the match. Steve was soon to go and compete, and his competition was the guy shouting all his moves. They were powerful attacks, but that one second of screa... | |
My first post here! I'm excited to do this! | [WP] You time travel back to the medieval ages, with items from the future, trying to advance the era. That was not a good idea, as you get accused of witchery, and have to fight another witch, who is actually just another time traveler trying to do what you were trying to do. | "Let the witches burn each other."
The king sighed indifferently with a wave of his hand. His crown, glimmering in the torchlight of the castle walls, leaned lazily to one side of his over-fed, bulbous head, as if to portray his attitude towards setting another human being on fire. I thought people were desensitized e... | "Harry Potter?"
The corpulent man before me nodded, picking out the creases in his T-shirt.
"I still don't understand why they tried to lock me up. I just wanted them to read Harry Potter!" he said, twiddling his fingers. A box of volumes lay on the earth beside his bare feet.
"Maybe it's the fact that there's an im... |
My first post here! I'm excited to do this! | [WP] You time travel back to the medieval ages, with items from the future, trying to advance the era. That was not a good idea, as you get accused of witchery, and have to fight another witch, who is actually just another time traveler trying to do what you were trying to do. | I've never had a taste for dark humor. It's disrespectful to laugh at something that causes someone else so much grief, and the fact that people do it so often really irritates me. No, I cannot handle dark humor.
Irony, on the other hand? Absolutely hilarious.
Perhaps, in this moment, I was willing to make an excepti... | "Harry Potter?"
The corpulent man before me nodded, picking out the creases in his T-shirt.
"I still don't understand why they tried to lock me up. I just wanted them to read Harry Potter!" he said, twiddling his fingers. A box of volumes lay on the earth beside his bare feet.
"Maybe it's the fact that there's an im... |
[WP] You are a very minor god in charge of a locally-practiced holiday for centuries. However, the last woman who kept your holiday just died. Now you are a 'free agent' - by cosmic law, you have a year and a day to pick any unclaimed part of the human or natural world, and you will become its god. | Most people probably think that gods have set jobs, but we don’t. We follow this thing called “cosmic law,” which says that we can pick a new domain when our old one dies out. I was a god of sheep, when I started, then when sheep worship went out of style, I ended up in a small town, presiding over one of their holid... | I felt I knew exactly what I wanted to transition into, needing to see all that was available I took a small hiatus. I wanted to max out my potential and go from a minor god to a resounding voice that would be heard and felt through the ages. I needed to enforce the mundane and accelerate the relentless, to force throu... | |
[WP] You are a very minor god in charge of a locally-practiced holiday for centuries. However, the last woman who kept your holiday just died. Now you are a 'free agent' - by cosmic law, you have a year and a day to pick any unclaimed part of the human or natural world, and you will become its god. | POSSIBLE TW: SUICIDE
The problem, as you might imagine, is that after millennia of deities living and reproducing there are gods for pretty much everything already. Multiples usually. For example, there is the God of war of course, but there is also the God of mounted warriors and the God of the first charge. S... | I felt I knew exactly what I wanted to transition into, needing to see all that was available I took a small hiatus. I wanted to max out my potential and go from a minor god to a resounding voice that would be heard and felt through the ages. I needed to enforce the mundane and accelerate the relentless, to force throu... | |
[WP] You are a very minor god in charge of a locally-practiced holiday for centuries. However, the last woman who kept your holiday just died. Now you are a 'free agent' - by cosmic law, you have a year and a day to pick any unclaimed part of the human or natural world, and you will become its god. | One year and a day. For the mortals that used to worship him, it was a long time. But for Ajwa, it was not nearly long enough. He had spent all his time being the god of a small tribe located on a small island in the Pacific. But now that the last tribe member had died, he had such a small amount of time to chose a new... | I felt I knew exactly what I wanted to transition into, needing to see all that was available I took a small hiatus. I wanted to max out my potential and go from a minor god to a resounding voice that would be heard and felt through the ages. I needed to enforce the mundane and accelerate the relentless, to force throu... | |
[WP] You are a very minor god in charge of a locally-practiced holiday for centuries. However, the last woman who kept your holiday just died. Now you are a 'free agent' - by cosmic law, you have a year and a day to pick any unclaimed part of the human or natural world, and you will become its god. | POSSIBLE TW: SUICIDE
The problem, as you might imagine, is that after millennia of deities living and reproducing there are gods for pretty much everything already. Multiples usually. For example, there is the God of war of course, but there is also the God of mounted warriors and the God of the first charge. S... | Most people probably think that gods have set jobs, but we don’t. We follow this thing called “cosmic law,” which says that we can pick a new domain when our old one dies out. I was a god of sheep, when I started, then when sheep worship went out of style, I ended up in a small town, presiding over one of their holid... | |
[WP] About a year ago you sold your firstborn to a witch in order to find your true love. Now your first child is about to be born and the witch, upon finding out who the other parent is, is now trying to get you to change your payment method before it is born. | Aleks jumped up on my lap, begging for belly-rubs as she always did. Resigning myself to my fate for the next 2 hours, I did as she asked and she purred and kneaded her claws on her scratch pad. Then with a jolt of electricity, her eyes grew misty and a withered voice boomed, "I have come".
I responded, "oh! Mortred... | [EU], Note;
Two things, firstly this is not following the prompt exactly, second is that I am using a character similar to the one in my mythos as the one in my mythos isn’t quite fleshed out.
“Please my lady, I beg of you. Allow me to change the terms of my deal with her, Please!” The crone begged, kneeling on th... | |
[WP] About a year ago you sold your firstborn to a witch in order to find your true love. Now your first child is about to be born and the witch, upon finding out who the other parent is, is now trying to get you to change your payment method before it is born. | "You're kidding me."
"Not in the slightest."
I sighed, twisting the neck of my goblet in frustration. This damnable woman had turned a regular firstborn transaction into a political landmine. She had come to me, all those months ago, seeking beauty beyond all others and I, in my foolishness, granted that wish at the ... | [EU], Note;
Two things, firstly this is not following the prompt exactly, second is that I am using a character similar to the one in my mythos as the one in my mythos isn’t quite fleshed out.
“Please my lady, I beg of you. Allow me to change the terms of my deal with her, Please!” The crone begged, kneeling on th... | |
[WP] About a year ago you sold your firstborn to a witch in order to find your true love. Now your first child is about to be born and the witch, upon finding out who the other parent is, is now trying to get you to change your payment method before it is born. | "Please! I just need to find my true love! I will give you anything that you want!" I cried into the void. I was alone and needed companionship. Noone around to spend time with. Nothing to do. I didn't even know if anyone could hear me. I was just talking for the sake of it.
"Anything?" a voice replied.
"Yes, Anythin... | [EU], Note;
Two things, firstly this is not following the prompt exactly, second is that I am using a character similar to the one in my mythos as the one in my mythos isn’t quite fleshed out.
“Please my lady, I beg of you. Allow me to change the terms of my deal with her, Please!” The crone begged, kneeling on th... | |
[WP] About a year ago you sold your firstborn to a witch in order to find your true love. Now your first child is about to be born and the witch, upon finding out who the other parent is, is now trying to get you to change your payment method before it is born. | "You *cheated* me!"
I didn't attempt to dodge as the plate sailed past my head. She meant to miss. I knew she would mean to miss. But as she picked up the next one, it was time to intervene, if only to spare me replacing most of my kitchen.
"Oh, grow up. I fulfilled the terms of our bargain to the letter so far, an... | [EU], Note;
Two things, firstly this is not following the prompt exactly, second is that I am using a character similar to the one in my mythos as the one in my mythos isn’t quite fleshed out.
“Please my lady, I beg of you. Allow me to change the terms of my deal with her, Please!” The crone begged, kneeling on th... | |
[WP] About a year ago you sold your firstborn to a witch in order to find your true love. Now your first child is about to be born and the witch, upon finding out who the other parent is, is now trying to get you to change your payment method before it is born. | "You're kidding me."
"Not in the slightest."
I sighed, twisting the neck of my goblet in frustration. This damnable woman had turned a regular firstborn transaction into a political landmine. She had come to me, all those months ago, seeking beauty beyond all others and I, in my foolishness, granted that wish at the ... | The witch looked dumbfounded by the sight before her. A smug man, his wife, and their delightful dog.
Man: you did say firstborn.
Witch: I know what I said... I just...
Woman: didn't expect someone to play at your own game?
The witch looks ruefully at the couple. Knowing full well she was the cause of this meeting.... | |
[WP] About a year ago you sold your firstborn to a witch in order to find your true love. Now your first child is about to be born and the witch, upon finding out who the other parent is, is now trying to get you to change your payment method before it is born. | "Please! I just need to find my true love! I will give you anything that you want!" I cried into the void. I was alone and needed companionship. Noone around to spend time with. Nothing to do. I didn't even know if anyone could hear me. I was just talking for the sake of it.
"Anything?" a voice replied.
"Yes, Anythin... | The witch looked dumbfounded by the sight before her. A smug man, his wife, and their delightful dog.
Man: you did say firstborn.
Witch: I know what I said... I just...
Woman: didn't expect someone to play at your own game?
The witch looks ruefully at the couple. Knowing full well she was the cause of this meeting.... | |
[WP] About a year ago you sold your firstborn to a witch in order to find your true love. Now your first child is about to be born and the witch, upon finding out who the other parent is, is now trying to get you to change your payment method before it is born. | "You *cheated* me!"
I didn't attempt to dodge as the plate sailed past my head. She meant to miss. I knew she would mean to miss. But as she picked up the next one, it was time to intervene, if only to spare me replacing most of my kitchen.
"Oh, grow up. I fulfilled the terms of our bargain to the letter so far, an... | The witch looked dumbfounded by the sight before her. A smug man, his wife, and their delightful dog.
Man: you did say firstborn.
Witch: I know what I said... I just...
Woman: didn't expect someone to play at your own game?
The witch looks ruefully at the couple. Knowing full well she was the cause of this meeting.... | |
[WP] About a year ago you sold your firstborn to a witch in order to find your true love. Now your first child is about to be born and the witch, upon finding out who the other parent is, is now trying to get you to change your payment method before it is born. | On wind swept cliffs, a young man with golden hair and eyes dark as obsidian knelt before a witch. Her hair whipped around her, a tangle of raven black locks entwined with sticks twisted and shaped into runes and words of power. She stared down at the man, her mouth a tight line of vicious anger.
"Take it back," she... | I pace back and forth, carrying my son and comforting him as I stare distantly. I know what is coming, I sowed that seed so now I must reap it. The grandfather clock gongs, signalling 12PM.
GONG... GONG... Gong... With every chime it seems to be getting quieter. Suddenly I realize that all sounds are becoming numb. T... | |
[WP] You wake up one morning to the sweet smell of a home-cooked breakfast. You go into the kitchen and find the table full of your favorite breakfast dishes. You sit down to eat and go to thank your mom, only to come to the realization that you’d just moved into your new apartment last night | I was tossing and turning in bed cherishing the few precious moments I had till my alarm would go off. Then it hit me, the unmistakable aroma of sizzling bacon and fresh toast. I clambered out of bed still groggy from the housewarming party last night. It was a godsend to have all my friends come over and help me unpa... | Today was my first day in my new apartment. My mother has been helping me look for a place to live for the past month. As I have decided to finally go out on my own at 22 years old. I had just graduated college with a degree in marketing and was still looking for a new job around town. I had scheduled a few interviews ... | |
[WP] Your powers came out of nowhere, and destroyed your life. People were terrified of you, and you hated yourself. The superhero promised no one would hurt you, but special forces start to point their guns at you. | Not long ago, my father rented a movie for the family to watch called Backdraft. I was fifteen and my brother was thirteen, so at first glance it just sounded like a boring old movie from thirty years ago. Especially after my father had us watch another one that I can’t even remember the name of, but almost put me to s... | It all started when I woke up and my hands were on fire. My life had been normal. I went to school every day, got good grades, and had a couple good friends. One night, I had an incredibly strange dream. I don't usually remember my dreams, but I remember that horrible dream so vividly to this day.
When I woke up from... | |
[WP] You invent a time machine and the first thing you decide to do is save the library of Alexandria. But, when you get there, you are horrified and find good reason to burn it down yourself. | [Archived document, written on ancient parchment dated to aproximately 50 CE]
To my fellow chrononauts, you must understand that history cannot be changed.
I understand your confusion. You walk around in the past, see the effects of your actions, and think "Surely, I can make a difference." I once carried such naive... | Years of research and practice and initiations... my life, essentially gone... the dream I had crumbled the second the inner chambers of the Library opened, and the dark, horrible stench seeped out... along with the last bit of will power I had...
I write to you this apology, oh world and future man, that this evil pl... | |
[WP] You invent a time machine and the first thing you decide to do is save the library of Alexandria. But, when you get there, you are horrified and find good reason to burn it down yourself. | "Alexander, Beowulf and Enkidu? Massaging one another on a beach in Iberia?" I couldn't believe my eyes.
"Yes" said the scribe, looking at me like I was the idiot. "Crossover fan-fiction is all the rage now. You must have read the 'I know what I did to my mother' stories where Oedipus and Alexander open up a small po... | Years of research and practice and initiations... my life, essentially gone... the dream I had crumbled the second the inner chambers of the Library opened, and the dark, horrible stench seeped out... along with the last bit of will power I had...
I write to you this apology, oh world and future man, that this evil pl... | |
[WP] you’re the protagonist in a generic fantasy story. You just killed your narrator by accident and now you don’t know what to do | The sword drove toward me, point gleaming, and -
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“Hello?”
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“Hey, this isn’t funny.”
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“Look, I can’t do this without you.”
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“It doesn’t work. You need to describe things. How will anyone know what is going on?”
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“Fuck.”
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“Okay, uh - okay. I can do this. I’ll just - descri... | And so Dan the hero stood, chest puffed and back straight, his face beaming with pride. The war had been won, the great sorcerer defeated, the princess saved. It was a momentous occas-
"No, that's not right. None of that happened," Dan the hero says, glaring at- me?
How can you see me, Dan? What's happening?
"There ... | |
[WP] As a chronicling time-traveler, you know that you may only observe history and not introduce anything to the timeline. It's a rule that is never violated. One night you overhear a traveling minstrel in 1582 England tell the tale of "Luke the Skywalker" and his fight against the "Dark Knight." | “Nay--I AM your father!” The small crowd around the hearth gasped. Harlan leaned in from a table in the corner. He was studying the storyteller. The grizzled old man was finishing up *The Empire Strikes Back* and then moved to the bar to collect a cup of beer and bowl of stew, his payment for the evening no doubt. ... | "And so Sir Kenobi said to his squire," the minstrel said. "When it comes to Moorish city of Eisley, you'll never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy."
My ears perked up.
"You there, minstrel!" I shouted from my table. "What is your name?"
The minstrel straightened his back in his chair, smiled, and set d... | |
[WP] As a chronicling time-traveler, you know that you may only observe history and not introduce anything to the timeline. It's a rule that is never violated. One night you overhear a traveling minstrel in 1582 England tell the tale of "Luke the Skywalker" and his fight against the "Dark Knight." | (1/2)
"Luke the...Skywalker?", puzzled I questioned the barkeeper.
"Yes! Oh it's the talk around the town! A travelling minstrel arrived just last week and held a performance in the theater. You should check it out!", the barkeeper pointed at a poster plastered on nearby wall.
*War of The Stars*
*Story from a lo... | This freaking guy again... and in swing time? Dude- they won't even invent the triplet for like 400 years- jackass. Yeah, okay- it's entertaining and we all know nothing really changes in the timeline where Hitler wears a black helmet and calls himself a Sith. But I mean- can we at least pretend like this is still an l... | |
[WP] As a chronicling time-traveler, you know that you may only observe history and not introduce anything to the timeline. It's a rule that is never violated. One night you overhear a traveling minstrel in 1582 England tell the tale of "Luke the Skywalker" and his fight against the "Dark Knight." | “Good sirs gather ‘round!” I hear the minstrel say, as he begins to softly strum his lute. “And let me tell you of a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away!”
The crowd of peasants stare at this strange man with curiosity.
“Look!” he says, pointing up to the night sky. “Up to the stars! And there is where my tale ta... | This freaking guy again... and in swing time? Dude- they won't even invent the triplet for like 400 years- jackass. Yeah, okay- it's entertaining and we all know nothing really changes in the timeline where Hitler wears a black helmet and calls himself a Sith. But I mean- can we at least pretend like this is still an l... | |
[WP] "Who took your wings, little angel?" The voice calls from the darkness. | She’s shaking, the poor thing. A small girl, dressed in rags, curled in a trembling ball on harsh, jagged stones. She’s not even trying to navigate through the darkness anymore. She’s given up.
Her dark hair hangs about her thin shoulders, matted with dirt and blood. Injuries litter her skeletal frame. Cuts, scrapes, ... | As she plummeted, the only thought in her head was "father why?" Had she not always been loyal? Had she not always performed his wishes? For eternity she had not put one toe out of line. Then one small mistake, and she had been cast out.
Eventually, she hit the ground. She found herself in a dark forest in the shad... | |
[WP] "Who took your wings, little angel?" The voice calls from the darkness. | She’s shaking, the poor thing. A small girl, dressed in rags, curled in a trembling ball on harsh, jagged stones. She’s not even trying to navigate through the darkness anymore. She’s given up.
Her dark hair hangs about her thin shoulders, matted with dirt and blood. Injuries litter her skeletal frame. Cuts, scrapes, ... | Out of the pile of robot discards, Seraphim had chosen a child unit, a small girl, a perfectly good Model Daughter that one couple must have grown bored with when they had decided that their adopted AI needed a more grown-up body. Seraphim liked child units. They were small. And quick. It made killing easier.
“Who t... | |
[WP] "Who took your wings, little angel?" The voice calls from the darkness. | Blind and injured. The angel fell from the heavens, feathers flowing from her back, leaving a trail of beautiful pure white behind her. As she plummeted into the darkest depths, she breathed one last gasp of air, accepting her divine punishment. She expected to hit land soon enough, however her descent slowed until it ... | Out of the pile of robot discards, Seraphim had chosen a child unit, a small girl, a perfectly good Model Daughter that one couple must have grown bored with when they had decided that their adopted AI needed a more grown-up body. Seraphim liked child units. They were small. And quick. It made killing easier.
“Who t... | |
[WP] The princess has been kidnapped. Her captor, being an honorable man, treats her with respect and gives her relative freedom. Her reaction to this reveals just how emotionally abusive and suffocating her royal life is. | # A Life Less Royal
I really fucked up this time. What am I going to do with her? It’s not like I *meant* to kidnap Princess Celine, it’s just that I had no other option. The sheriff seized my crops for “tax evasion” which was a bunch of BS. I paid my taxes! He was the one who squandered them on drink and gamble in... | "I had taken the Princess of the Rish kingdom to gain leverage for the revolution, but I unknowingly saved a life," I write down in my journal as I hear the young lady splashing away in the pool. I continue writing as my anger brews, "She's 18 years old but she knows nearly nothing of the outside world. She only knows ... |
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