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[WP] Humans are seen as a diplomatic race of negotiators and peacemakers, leading to other races seeing them as weak. When one species attacks a human fleet station, however, they soon realize why diplomacy became a survival mechanism for the earthlings. | The Kithyaki Emperor watched the monitors. The fleet was annihilated, to the last ship, even to the last escape pod.
Outposts, military bases, stations, all gone. Planets left dark, scarred, and lifeless.
Only their homeworld remains.
The humans were supposed to be weak, gentle. A race of diplomats. They talked abo... | "This is your last warning" the translation slate warbled, "turn aside or we will defend our station with all due prejudice. Major Xiong out."
Moments later Xitech's coms erupted into chatter mocking this pathetic human display of bravado. Like a fire worm trying to scare a bird these lanky, pompous idiots flailed abou... | |
[WP] Humans are seen as a diplomatic race of negotiators and peacemakers, leading to other races seeing them as weak. When one species attacks a human fleet station, however, they soon realize why diplomacy became a survival mechanism for the earthlings. | "Haven't you read our histories?" asked the lieutenant. Her uniform was singed and torn, and a streak of dried blood ran down over her left eye. Otherwise, though, she was unhurt.
The Jozzdi, manacled and bruised and leaking blue ichor, spat out another fang. "To what end? Your race is soft! You natter on about... te... | "This is your last warning" the translation slate warbled, "turn aside or we will defend our station with all due prejudice. Major Xiong out."
Moments later Xitech's coms erupted into chatter mocking this pathetic human display of bravado. Like a fire worm trying to scare a bird these lanky, pompous idiots flailed abou... | |
[WP] Humans are seen as a diplomatic race of negotiators and peacemakers, leading to other races seeing them as weak. When one species attacks a human fleet station, however, they soon realize why diplomacy became a survival mechanism for the earthlings. | "Haven't you read our histories?" asked the lieutenant. Her uniform was singed and torn, and a streak of dried blood ran down over her left eye. Otherwise, though, she was unhurt.
The Jozzdi, manacled and bruised and leaking blue ichor, spat out another fang. "To what end? Your race is soft! You natter on about... te... | "A few thousand. Once, your race numbered in the trillions, yet now you haven't enough left to even consider repopulating."
Looking at the broken creature, frozen in it's stasis... It honestly gives me a macabre sense of satisfaction. Like watching a man steal, only to run directly into a cop.
"Can we wake them up, G... | |
[WP] Humans are seen as a diplomatic race of negotiators and peacemakers, leading to other races seeing them as weak. When one species attacks a human fleet station, however, they soon realize why diplomacy became a survival mechanism for the earthlings. | The bridge crew of the Earth Frigate, Orinoco, watched the viewscreen in stunned silence.
Captain Adeela Levinsky spoke up, "Lieutenant Turgenev, report."
Yuri Turgenez broke his gaze on the viewscreen and looked down at his console, "Calais Waystation is....destroyed. Debris shows sign of laser burns. Who ever did... | "A few thousand. Once, your race numbered in the trillions, yet now you haven't enough left to even consider repopulating."
Looking at the broken creature, frozen in it's stasis... It honestly gives me a macabre sense of satisfaction. Like watching a man steal, only to run directly into a cop.
"Can we wake them up, G... | |
[WP] Humans are seen as a diplomatic race of negotiators and peacemakers, leading to other races seeing them as weak. When one species attacks a human fleet station, however, they soon realize why diplomacy became a survival mechanism for the earthlings. | The bridge crew of the Earth Frigate, Orinoco, watched the viewscreen in stunned silence.
Captain Adeela Levinsky spoke up, "Lieutenant Turgenev, report."
Yuri Turgenez broke his gaze on the viewscreen and looked down at his console, "Calais Waystation is....destroyed. Debris shows sign of laser burns. Who ever did... | “War never changes, but we did.”
The Humans claim they know war but they’ve only ever been the peacemakers, brokers and contract writers. They’ve shied away from conflict at every turn, giving away resources and territories that no empire in the verse would.
Six rotations after the attack,a diplomatic convoy arrived.... | |
[WP] Humans are seen as a diplomatic race of negotiators and peacemakers, leading to other races seeing them as weak. When one species attacks a human fleet station, however, they soon realize why diplomacy became a survival mechanism for the earthlings. | Admiral Japlic of the Coalition Defence looked over the wreckage. Over two thousand humans had once lived and worked aboard their fleet station, tending to ships that came through. Now they were dead, the station crippled by plasma weaponry. Xe sighed, before activating a holo-call.
A screen projected before him, show... | Hatred is seen as a negative emotion in this day in age but it can be so much more than that. Hatred is bitterness, resentment, anger, and natural, an emotion that every species feels. This is something our foolhardy neighbors have forgotten and our diplomats.
Slowly the enemy approaches an imperial empire bent on the... | |
[WP] The terrifying thing about pacifistic species is that they hate war so much that, when forced to fight, they will make damn sure their enemy can never fight again. | "They are a plague." Zaran spoke with a solemn resolve. "They will sweep across the stars and consume everything. We cannot stop them."
"What makes you think so young one?" Mik'lal asked with a flippant gesture.
Zaran felt his chest plates compress with rage "Have you not seen?" he screeched "They consume the very wo... | "Are you sure we can take them on?"
"We have over 25 companies of veterans from previous wars then all the conscripts. There is no way they can stop us with no standing army."
"There is a reason they have been around for so long I don't think this is wise."
"What do you suggest then? Wait until our people starve and... | |
[WP] The terrifying thing about pacifistic species is that they hate war so much that, when forced to fight, they will make damn sure their enemy can never fight again. | As the first sleek, black hulled dagger ship pierced the solar systems edge we watched. As their numbers grew and their vast armada darkened the stars we looked on and prayed for their departure. As they drew nearer and nearer to the farthest flung outpost of our people we sent them kind greetings and offers of peace. ... | "Are you sure we can take them on?"
"We have over 25 companies of veterans from previous wars then all the conscripts. There is no way they can stop us with no standing army."
"There is a reason they have been around for so long I don't think this is wise."
"What do you suggest then? Wait until our people starve and... | |
[WP] The terrifying thing about pacifistic species is that they hate war so much that, when forced to fight, they will make damn sure their enemy can never fight again. | "Initiate compression sequence."
Everyone has lines.
They aren't *hard* lines. They're fuzzy. They get crossed. It's an uncomfortable thing to know about people- to know about *yourself-* but it's true.
"Compression in progress. Currently at 11%."
We are composed far more of circumstance than we are conviction.... | "Are you sure we can take them on?"
"We have over 25 companies of veterans from previous wars then all the conscripts. There is no way they can stop us with no standing army."
"There is a reason they have been around for so long I don't think this is wise."
"What do you suggest then? Wait until our people starve and... | |
[WP] The terrifying thing about pacifistic species is that they hate war so much that, when forced to fight, they will make damn sure their enemy can never fight again. | As the first sleek, black hulled dagger ship pierced the solar systems edge we watched. As their numbers grew and their vast armada darkened the stars we looked on and prayed for their departure. As they drew nearer and nearer to the farthest flung outpost of our people we sent them kind greetings and offers of peace. ... | "They are a plague." Zaran spoke with a solemn resolve. "They will sweep across the stars and consume everything. We cannot stop them."
"What makes you think so young one?" Mik'lal asked with a flippant gesture.
Zaran felt his chest plates compress with rage "Have you not seen?" he screeched "They consume the very wo... | |
[WP] The terrifying thing about pacifistic species is that they hate war so much that, when forced to fight, they will make damn sure their enemy can never fight again. | As the first sleek, black hulled dagger ship pierced the solar systems edge we watched. As their numbers grew and their vast armada darkened the stars we looked on and prayed for their departure. As they drew nearer and nearer to the farthest flung outpost of our people we sent them kind greetings and offers of peace. ... | ##The Boveen Menace
"What does the intercepted message say, Michaels?" The captain of the USF Terracotta asked, watching the display.
"The translators are working on it now. It was sent to all the Boveen vessels and appears to have led to unprecedented formation change. All the ships, even the supply carriers are con... | |
[WP] The terrifying thing about pacifistic species is that they hate war so much that, when forced to fight, they will make damn sure their enemy can never fight again. | "Initiate compression sequence."
Everyone has lines.
They aren't *hard* lines. They're fuzzy. They get crossed. It's an uncomfortable thing to know about people- to know about *yourself-* but it's true.
"Compression in progress. Currently at 11%."
We are composed far more of circumstance than we are conviction.... | ##The Boveen Menace
"What does the intercepted message say, Michaels?" The captain of the USF Terracotta asked, watching the display.
"The translators are working on it now. It was sent to all the Boveen vessels and appears to have led to unprecedented formation change. All the ships, even the supply carriers are con... | |
[WP] You’re a supervillain who, after a long and successful career of villainy, just want to quietly retire. But pesky superheroes just won’t have it. | Dread Wizard checked his watch. Two minutes. He was slowing down in his old age. With a wave of his hand, he broke his spell, and the superheroine fell to the ground unconscious. He didn't recognize her, but she was young; probably from the new generation of heroes. With a gesture, he dropped her through a portal ... | Silence. Peace. Waves endlessly caressing the sand. The wind gently blowing through the palm forest. Some beautiful clouds travelling over the sea, toward the horizon. Fishes swimming around the shallow water. Birds singing mating songs in the depth of the forest, somewhere between the mountains.
"This island is truly... | |
[WP] This kingdom had a special rule of succession: whoever kills the ruler is the new ruler. Well, the last queen died in childbirth 8 years ago. | With its unstable and murder-encouraging rule of succession, the Kingdom was bound to fall into a power vacuum from which it could never recover one day.
And it was not as though the Kingdom did not know this. Hundreds of desperate political scholars and historians made pleas to reform the law, and on every occasion t... | The throne had been open for eight years since the Queen Regent had died in childbirth as the court fought over who the rite of usurpation gave the crown.
One faction believed the young princess should be made queen. After all, it was her delivery that killed the queen.Another believed the King Consort should be made ... | |
[WP] Witchcraft has recently been declared illegal. However, with how much good their local witch does for the community, the townsfolk aren't about to simply take this lying down. A cunning plan is soon concocted. | Underlying Magic
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"This is preposterous!"
"Damn rich folk tryin' to muck up our lives."
"But what will we do for healing items?"
The whole town gathered around the notice board that usually presented letters of request for odd jobs, notices of sales, or requests for companionship as needed by the vill... | ##Magic of the Village
The soldier steps away from the notice board and turns with fear in his eyes. His commander watches him from his mount. The soldier straightens his back and walks to his horse, controlling his pace to avoid demonstrating fear while maintaining speed. He jumps onto his horse and prepares to leave... | |
[WP] You’re the apprentice of a vampire hunter, and the two of you go to hunt a vampire that has taken the lives of many. This would be easy for you....if the vampire wasn’t so cute. | The expert vampire hunter stood behind me. He told me that he'd "Let ya try to do it on yer own." He (hopefully) would help me if there were severe difficulties.
I knocked on the door. The location I was led to was an old, run-down shack.
It's walls were solid, sure, but they looked like they could crumble at any ti... | Let's set the scene: A half-naked vampire is currently trapped in the corner of a bedroom. The thing trapping him is 12 crosses dropped from the ceiling, surrounding his every side, each dangling from a thread tied to the rafters. Outside this ring is a fully naked apprentice Vampire Hunter, only known by his title "Pr... | |
[WP] Men have created an artificial fantasy planet full of elves, dwarves, dragons, and many other interesting creatures. Magic works through nano bots and programming tricks. Though they war on each other from time to time, all know not to approach the glass towers of men with hostility. | The legends and history of Altria were deep and strong.
For centuries the planet thrived in order and chaos. Wars were waged and the victor was always determined on the height of their ability to use the planet's magic.
But one strange narrative always poked its head in the stories: the men in the glass towers.
Many... | When our ancestors first approached the glass towers, they were convinced that it was closer to god than what we could ever possibly comprehend. The plains of green surrounding it compared to the dull and grey concrete jungles meant that this was the only place that we could live. It had to be a divine sign to live her... | |
[WP] As you grew older horns and a tail started to appear. You have been splashed with holy water more times than you can count and now your going to a job interview with someone who is HIGHLY religious | 'Thank you for coming in today, Mr Flynn, I believe you're our last interviewee of the day!'
'Thanks for your time.'
'My name is Reverend Thomas, I am the lead teacher in religious studies at St Paul's Church of England Secondary School and I also officiate the weekly catholic assembly for the students. I suppose the... | The interviewer's eyes light up the moment I walk in the door. This is not the reaction I'm used to seeing. "Is something the matter" I ask hesitancy "oh it's just the first time I seen some one like you in real life". I barely notice that their tie is marked with an upsidedown cross. "So... Are you aware of how this m... | |
[WP] "We Who Fell" Is one of the most terrifying supervillain teams on the face of the planet. They are cunning, powerful, and ruthless but what really places them apart as something different is that each and every member is a former superhero. | We who fell
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Lives wasted Year after year
Lectures wasted on your deaf ears
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We who fell
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Protecting who you love
While we chain our hearts away
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We who fell, By the wayside
As you took us for granted
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We who fell
in love
with the idea of being ... | We are the Fallen
Nova sat down on the bench she’d probably call he bed for the night. All her money had been taken and given to charity by a person she’s once seen as an ally. But she’d been wrong, even with her mind reading and controlling abilities she’d still been wrong. She leaned back against the bench not notic... | |
[WP] "We Who Fell" Is one of the most terrifying supervillain teams on the face of the planet. They are cunning, powerful, and ruthless but what really places them apart as something different is that each and every member is a former superhero. | "HOLD THE LINE, BROTHERS!" cried Patriot, gritting his teeth as blows rained upon his star-spangled shield. "We must buy time for the civilians to evacuate!"
He lashed out with his other hand, power mace burning fiercely with crackling energies as it smashed through three assailants, like a hot knife cutting through b... | "Halt!" yelled Blue Ocean, as she pointed forward with a single finger and fifteen wicked-looking spears forged out of an unknown light blue energy that shimmered with power surrounded the four hooded perps that had broken into a HIPVAC Government Containment Unit, known to contain B Grade Level Special Items.
While t... | |
[WP] "We Who Fell" Is one of the most terrifying supervillain teams on the face of the planet. They are cunning, powerful, and ruthless but what really places them apart as something different is that each and every member is a former superhero. | The bank is on fire, local firefighters approach but quickly find out that the fires were caused by powerful pyrokinetic named Inferno, one of the members of We Who Fell.
Inferno was once a respected A Rank hero, his fighting power was unmatched, and with the power of fire resistance he would rescue civilians from any... | "Halt!" yelled Blue Ocean, as she pointed forward with a single finger and fifteen wicked-looking spears forged out of an unknown light blue energy that shimmered with power surrounded the four hooded perps that had broken into a HIPVAC Government Containment Unit, known to contain B Grade Level Special Items.
While t... | |
[WP] "We Who Fell" Is one of the most terrifying supervillain teams on the face of the planet. They are cunning, powerful, and ruthless but what really places them apart as something different is that each and every member is a former superhero. | "Evacuate the building immediately!" Star Press yelled as he sprinted through the halls of the Super Hero HQ, "WWF is coming!"
Jazz Handle, the superhero intern, looked confused at the panicked heroes around him. Even Purple Pillar was hurriedly gathering up his breakfast.
"Whoa, this is good, right? You've been hunt... | Fallback, the fresh faced newbie to the hero world, gaining good press for his great infiltration skills that have saved many hostages. So of course, the Order Keepers, had to send him for reconnaissance into the bank. It was a robbery turned to hostage situation, needing the utmost stealth to gather the most intel. So... | |
[WP] You have the ability to instantly absorb any book's information. This works by freezing time whenever you touch a book and not unfreezing until you've read the book cover to cover. | “…in the present case, it is just as necessary to renounce a nonexistent freedom and recognize a dependence we do not feel. THE END.”
I’d done it. I’d finally finished Tolstoy’s *War and Peace!* It had taken me the better part of four days but it was finally over. Well… not *days* per se, but what counted for days in ... | September 15th, 2002:
Okay. You’re probably wondering why you find this note written among the pages of Pride and Prejudice. God, I hate Bronte with a passion.
Moving on. I have this power that allows me to absorb information from cover to cover of a book, and this is because time freezes when I touch a book. It’s be... | |
[WP] Once you die, you find out that everyone gets to heaven. The only one suffering in hell, for all our sins, is Jesus. But the living keep sinning higher with every passing day. | The bible got it wrong.
Jesus was the most compassionate soul that ever lived or died. He loved us, all of humanity, as a father or a mother might love their children. So much love in one man... it should've destroyed him.
And I guess it did.
I died today. Walked right into Heaven too, which surprised me. I didn't e... | "Look man, I've been as straight forward with you as I can." I said. "If you want me to wait until marriage for sex, then make same gender marriage legal everywhere." These holy spirits want us to stop sinning, yet they made wearing polyester a sin.
"So what? You'll let him suffer?!" The holy spirit said.
I shrugged.... | |
[WP] Once you die, you find out that everyone gets to heaven. The only one suffering in hell, for all our sins, is Jesus. But the living keep sinning higher with every passing day. | The bible got it wrong.
Jesus was the most compassionate soul that ever lived or died. He loved us, all of humanity, as a father or a mother might love their children. So much love in one man... it should've destroyed him.
And I guess it did.
I died today. Walked right into Heaven too, which surprised me. I didn't e... | " Are you fucking insane?" Judas Iscariot exclaimed as I outlined my plan to him.
"Are you upset I haven't done a PowerPoint?"
"It's not about PowerPoint you can't just stroll into hell "
" No we are going to fly "
"How?"
"It is need to know not go to tell you more until you sign up for it"
"Why do you nee... | |
[WP] A house invader murdered your sister and you barely escaped with a brain injury. It rendered you incapable of telling the truth. Every word you speak, every gesture and expression, is a lie. You resorted to a life of isolation until one day, the killer is caught and you're a witness in court. | The witness stand seat is well worn. The wood almost feels glossy against my fingertips. A shiver runs up my spine, I wriggle against the coldness creeping into my pores. I keep my eyes cast down, I choose not to look at their faces. The eyes burn into me, as everyone is made aware of my, traumatic brain injury, or TBI... | Getting up there and giving that testimony was one of the most nerve-wracking things I’d set out to do, and one I’d prepared for. Months of careful planning and thought went into it, and upon being asked to give my testimony I began to read the statement I’d prepared. I’d written what the murderer had done- a the writi... | |
[WP] "A month... in a cup?" "Yeah, 'month-in-a-cup'." The nurse handed me a pill cup with an inauspicious orange dot rattling around the bottom. "The Federation developed it to help get guys back on the front. It cranks up your metabolism to get weeks of healing in a few hours." "And I'm... first?" | "First, well, for this strain." She sounded like she didn't want to divulge.
"You're not building my confidence."
"We've worked out the kinks, don't get me wrong."
I didn't like the emphasis she put on 'kinks'. "I was told I would be getting a full briefing."
"And I can't believe I'm the one having to give it to yo... | "Yup!" The nurse chirped. The fact that she didn't react to the anxiety in my voice worried me. "The scope of the medication is pretty narrow, so the worst possible side effects is that your injuries don't heal and you have to go through physical therapy, But you would've had to do that either way." She patted on one o... | |
[WP] "A month... in a cup?" "Yeah, 'month-in-a-cup'." The nurse handed me a pill cup with an inauspicious orange dot rattling around the bottom. "The Federation developed it to help get guys back on the front. It cranks up your metabolism to get weeks of healing in a few hours." "And I'm... first?" | "First, well, for this strain." She sounded like she didn't want to divulge.
"You're not building my confidence."
"We've worked out the kinks, don't get me wrong."
I didn't like the emphasis she put on 'kinks'. "I was told I would be getting a full briefing."
"And I can't believe I'm the one having to give it to yo... | Time flies. It flies faster than you think it does. One moment you are in a hospital sampling a medicine, next you're out on the streets robbing and stealing, trying to get through another day, another month.
It all began on a windy autumn afternoon. I still remember the faint smell of decay that came in with the bree... | |
Note: This is a repost because my original post was 2 months ago and got zero responses. | [WP] You are an evil warlord and military genius. Your troops win against all odds. The truth? You are trying to LOSE the war, you just have to be subtle so you don’t start a rebellion. But somehow your soldiers win every battle | "Fuck. Again?' I sigh to myself from my position on the hill overlooking the latest battlefield in the war.
My soldiers, against all odds, have once again derailed my plans by winning yet another battle they shouldn\`t have. I had them all arranged in just the right way to ensure they would break and run at a concert... | I ran into the bush, away from the open grass of the battlefield. The trees loomed over me, looking like a horror story. And it didn't help that the sun was setting either.
The gunfire behind me continued endlessly, and echoes of shouts and screams pierced the air. I prayed none of my soldiers get hit. This has to go... |
[WP] Time travel has been invented, but the government only sanctions it to go back in time with a camera and record historical events that happened before cameras. You have been named the Historical Videographer, but you’re starting to notice history didn’t always play out like we’re told it did. | "Are you ready?" I heard a voice behind me and turned to see:
"Madam President! Ma'am!" Snapping into a salute, I saw her smile before she waved a hand at me.
"At ease, Colonel." We stood before the last functioning Time Machine--sorry, the last functioning Transtimeline Transport Dock. "So, are you ready?"
"Umm...... | I've recently been ordered to record the death of Archimedes. Why? I have no idea. This is only my second expedition. After buying garments that would be appropiate for the time, I went through the time machine. I set the date to the time period of Rome invaded Sicily. Upon arriving, I had to quickly run inside the gat... | |
[WP] Yesterday I wrote the number 69 on my wrist as a joke. Today it's 68, and now it's not washing off. | So, you're probably wondering how I got to this point. Well, it all started a month exactly 68 days ago. I was goofing off with my friends and one of them dared me to write the number 69 on my arm.
I didn't really care that much. It would wash off in the shower. Only, it didn't. I scrubbed to no avail, so I just went... | Um.. I need advice
So get this.
It’s morning. You’ve woken up somewhat lazily. Your phone is resting against your thigh, the covers are rising with yours, and the girl who you’ve brought back‘s breath against the covers.
She is one of the most wild, and free souls that you’ve ever had. Even the feeling of her He... | |
[WP] Yesterday I wrote the number 69 on my wrist as a joke. Today it's 68, and now it's not washing off. | [WP]
She woke up content. Another day sober. Every morning, she wrote the number of days on her arm as a reminder that she didn't need alcohol, that she was better than that. Every night she washed it off to show that she made it through another day. Yesterday was day 69. Today was day 70. She got up and wrote 70 on h... | Um.. I need advice
So get this.
It’s morning. You’ve woken up somewhat lazily. Your phone is resting against your thigh, the covers are rising with yours, and the girl who you’ve brought back‘s breath against the covers.
She is one of the most wild, and free souls that you’ve ever had. Even the feeling of her He... | |
[WP] Yesterday I wrote the number 69 on my wrist as a joke. Today it's 68, and now it's not washing off. | It's probably different now—it would have to be, with a video camera in everyone's pocket and the dudebro culture no longer having the dominance it once did—but in the fall of 1988, if you pledged for a fraternity, you could expect to be hazed, and the hazing could get nasty. If you were lucky, it was called Hell Nigh... | Um.. I need advice
So get this.
It’s morning. You’ve woken up somewhat lazily. Your phone is resting against your thigh, the covers are rising with yours, and the girl who you’ve brought back‘s breath against the covers.
She is one of the most wild, and free souls that you’ve ever had. Even the feeling of her He... | |
[WP] Yesterday I wrote the number 69 on my wrist as a joke. Today it's 68, and now it's not washing off. | It's probably different now—it would have to be, with a video camera in everyone's pocket and the dudebro culture no longer having the dominance it once did—but in the fall of 1988, if you pledged for a fraternity, you could expect to be hazed, and the hazing could get nasty. If you were lucky, it was called Hell Nigh... | Cold. My face is freezing, and to be honest, I’m not even sure what I am supposed to doing.
I guess that’s not much different to yesterday, but today I feel so much more lost.
No lack of hydration though.
And I can confidently answer any questions about whether root vegetables are at all comfortable between your ... | |
[WP] Yesterday I wrote the number 69 on my wrist as a joke. Today it's 68, and now it's not washing off. | It's probably different now—it would have to be, with a video camera in everyone's pocket and the dudebro culture no longer having the dominance it once did—but in the fall of 1988, if you pledged for a fraternity, you could expect to be hazed, and the hazing could get nasty. If you were lucky, it was called Hell Nigh... | ...this doesn't make sense.
I stare at my wrist, again.
I'd written 69. I *know* I had. Yesterday it said 68.
This was... maybe the ink had run? Maybe I'd - I don't know - pushed my arm onto the sheet, left an imprint, then done the same in a slightly different position to leave enough of an imprint on my wrist to t... | |
[WP] Yesterday I wrote the number 69 on my wrist as a joke. Today it's 68, and now it's not washing off. | It's probably different now—it would have to be, with a video camera in everyone's pocket and the dudebro culture no longer having the dominance it once did—but in the fall of 1988, if you pledged for a fraternity, you could expect to be hazed, and the hazing could get nasty. If you were lucky, it was called Hell Nigh... | 68. Not "Sixty-eight," which is stylistically more appropriate when writing numbers at the beginning of a sentence, but "68." Because that was what was on my wrist. I'm being literal, you see.
I'm not sure why I wrote "69," just goofing around and if some imgurian spotted it and said, "nice," it'd be like a secret ... | |
[WP] Yesterday I wrote the number 69 on my wrist as a joke. Today it's 68, and now it's not washing off. | It's probably different now—it would have to be, with a video camera in everyone's pocket and the dudebro culture no longer having the dominance it once did—but in the fall of 1988, if you pledged for a fraternity, you could expect to be hazed, and the hazing could get nasty. If you were lucky, it was called Hell Nigh... | [WP]
She woke up content. Another day sober. Every morning, she wrote the number of days on her arm as a reminder that she didn't need alcohol, that she was better than that. Every night she washed it off to show that she made it through another day. Yesterday was day 69. Today was day 70. She got up and wrote 70 on h... | |
[WP] Yesterday I wrote the number 69 on my wrist as a joke. Today it's 68, and now it's not washing off. | I sat in the bar, staring at my hand, the cosmic joke that was being played on me. My target sat next to me, drinking heavily. I didn’t like taking advantage of someone left vulnerable by his circumstances. But I was sure I would be able to save everyone when it came down to it.
I continued to work on him, subtly lea... | I slept off the whole of the second day because of my bender on day one, and a third day of hair of the dog left me in no proper mood to panic, but today? Today is panic time, because I’m finally sober enough to realize that the number on my wrist isn’t some stupid tattoo the boys forced me to get after we stumbled out... | |
[WP] Yesterday I wrote the number 69 on my wrist as a joke. Today it's 68, and now it's not washing off. | “Hello, Mister Mike’s Magic Markers, how can I help you?”
“Hi,” Kevin said. “I’m calling about your markers. I wrote a little something on my arm and it’s not washing off.”
“Of course, we can help with that,” the woman on the phone said in a cheery voice. “Let me just ask you a few questions. What exactly did you ... | I slept off the whole of the second day because of my bender on day one, and a third day of hair of the dog left me in no proper mood to panic, but today? Today is panic time, because I’m finally sober enough to realize that the number on my wrist isn’t some stupid tattoo the boys forced me to get after we stumbled out... | |
[WP] Yesterday I wrote the number 69 on my wrist as a joke. Today it's 68, and now it's not washing off. | I sat in the bar, staring at my hand, the cosmic joke that was being played on me. My target sat next to me, drinking heavily. I didn’t like taking advantage of someone left vulnerable by his circumstances. But I was sure I would be able to save everyone when it came down to it.
I continued to work on him, subtly lea... | # Bargain Bin Superheroes
(Arc -1, Part 4: Roger v.s. His Burgeoning Powers)
(Note: Bargain Bin Superheroes is episodic; each part is self-contained. This story can be enjoyed without reading the previous sections.)
**The best method of discovering one's superpowers is an open question.** The Unified Sovereignties t... | |
[WP] Yesterday I wrote the number 69 on my wrist as a joke. Today it's 68, and now it's not washing off. | “Hello, Mister Mike’s Magic Markers, how can I help you?”
“Hi,” Kevin said. “I’m calling about your markers. I wrote a little something on my arm and it’s not washing off.”
“Of course, we can help with that,” the woman on the phone said in a cheery voice. “Let me just ask you a few questions. What exactly did you ... | # Bargain Bin Superheroes
(Arc -1, Part 4: Roger v.s. His Burgeoning Powers)
(Note: Bargain Bin Superheroes is episodic; each part is self-contained. This story can be enjoyed without reading the previous sections.)
**The best method of discovering one's superpowers is an open question.** The Unified Sovereignties t... | |
[WP] Yesterday I wrote the number 69 on my wrist as a joke. Today it's 68, and now it's not washing off. | “Hello, Mister Mike’s Magic Markers, how can I help you?”
“Hi,” Kevin said. “I’m calling about your markers. I wrote a little something on my arm and it’s not washing off.”
“Of course, we can help with that,” the woman on the phone said in a cheery voice. “Let me just ask you a few questions. What exactly did you ... | I sat in the bar, staring at my hand, the cosmic joke that was being played on me. My target sat next to me, drinking heavily. I didn’t like taking advantage of someone left vulnerable by his circumstances. But I was sure I would be able to save everyone when it came down to it.
I continued to work on him, subtly lea... | |
[WP] Yesterday I wrote the number 69 on my wrist as a joke. Today it's 68, and now it's not washing off. | “Hello, Mister Mike’s Magic Markers, how can I help you?”
“Hi,” Kevin said. “I’m calling about your markers. I wrote a little something on my arm and it’s not washing off.”
“Of course, we can help with that,” the woman on the phone said in a cheery voice. “Let me just ask you a few questions. What exactly did you ... | By the next day the number didn't change. It didn't wore off, and eventually my mind just omitted it. It was also small enough to be covered easily.
A year later, the number when down to 67. I didn't notice for a while. I just saw it one morning while I was brushing my teeth. For some time I felt really scared. Why di... | |
[WP] Yesterday I wrote the number 69 on my wrist as a joke. Today it's 68, and now it's not washing off. | Fate has a hell of a way of working.
It started as a dumb joke. Picture me walking home drunk with my friends. We were NYU kids, and we looked like most freshmen: some of us rich, some of us naive, most of us just craving the unknown.
I thought I was gonna be friends with these guys for the rest of my life.
So the... | By the next day the number didn't change. It didn't wore off, and eventually my mind just omitted it. It was also small enough to be covered easily.
A year later, the number when down to 67. I didn't notice for a while. I just saw it one morning while I was brushing my teeth. For some time I felt really scared. Why di... | |
[WP] When humans joined the galactic union, space force & military were made into clandestine projects & continued growing in secret. When the most powerful alien race challenged the peaceful humans for sport, they & the galact union learned the hard way the human saying "Si vis pacem, para bellum" | "They're hailing us."
"Onscreen."
"Yes commander."
A human woman that he assumed was their leader appeared onscreen. They weren't very good at understanding human emotions through facial displays, but this one looked enraged.
"Have you communicated with us to come to terms? You are outmatched and know of our destr... | "what I'm saying is that if our military is to be secret and only used as a last resort why are we following the spirit of the laws? Seriously, they were written by 34 races that have known nothing but peace for the past 1000 years or so, 3 that were just flattened by tech they don't understand and the one race doing ... | |
[WP] When humans joined the galactic union, space force & military were made into clandestine projects & continued growing in secret. When the most powerful alien race challenged the peaceful humans for sport, they & the galact union learned the hard way the human saying "Si vis pacem, para bellum" | The Galactic Union made it's offer. And it was the offer in the best traditions of the mafia, the kind that humanity could not refuse. Disarm, dissolve it's armed forces and welcome the new age of peace.
The human diplomat that signed the Galactic Union treaty said the words "Si vis pacem, para bellum" but no one bot... | "what I'm saying is that if our military is to be secret and only used as a last resort why are we following the spirit of the laws? Seriously, they were written by 34 races that have known nothing but peace for the past 1000 years or so, 3 that were just flattened by tech they don't understand and the one race doing ... | |
[WP] When humans joined the galactic union, space force & military were made into clandestine projects & continued growing in secret. When the most powerful alien race challenged the peaceful humans for sport, they & the galact union learned the hard way the human saying "Si vis pacem, para bellum" | "I present this news with the gravest of regrets, my friend. The Tiermoc are preparing to bring war to your territories."
Council Representative Aven Marks stared into the purple, tendrilled face of the messenger, the current Community Ambassador from Kuloc. His name was Geem. He'd come alone to Aven's office in the ... | "what I'm saying is that if our military is to be secret and only used as a last resort why are we following the spirit of the laws? Seriously, they were written by 34 races that have known nothing but peace for the past 1000 years or so, 3 that were just flattened by tech they don't understand and the one race doing ... | |
[WP] When humans joined the galactic union, space force & military were made into clandestine projects & continued growing in secret. When the most powerful alien race challenged the peaceful humans for sport, they & the galact union learned the hard way the human saying "Si vis pacem, para bellum" | "I present this news with the gravest of regrets, my friend. The Tiermoc are preparing to bring war to your territories."
Council Representative Aven Marks stared into the purple, tendrilled face of the messenger, the current Community Ambassador from Kuloc. His name was Geem. He'd come alone to Aven's office in the ... | The Galactic Union made it's offer. And it was the offer in the best traditions of the mafia, the kind that humanity could not refuse. Disarm, dissolve it's armed forces and welcome the new age of peace.
The human diplomat that signed the Galactic Union treaty said the words "Si vis pacem, para bellum" but no one bot... | |
[WP] Superpowers are granted depending on how you died in your previous life. Someone who died in a fire might shoot fire from their fingertips, etc. You were an astronaut that died during the SpaceX Mars Mission. | It should have been easy. Cryo-Stasis was new, undertested, and rushed through development. Tech like that always fails in Alpha, Always.
It should have been easy! A crossed wire here, a bent feed line there. Accidents happen, machines break all the time.
IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN EASY! Just go to sleep with everyone else... | My previous identity; Jacob Daniels.
Cause of death; SpaceX Mars mission, engine failure, mid-flight.
I recall a faint memory, my last moments before reincarnation.
Suffocation, a burning sensation of radiation, weightless.
When I first learned of my previous life, it terrified me. In a world where people gained th... | |
[WP] Superpowers are granted depending on how you died in your previous life. Someone who died in a fire might shoot fire from their fingertips, etc. You were an astronaut that died during the SpaceX Mars Mission. | Beeper beeping. Sun's not up. What the hell is happening?
Phone the chief. "What is it?"
"Oh thank god it's you, Muskman. Hostage situation. You remember that separatist militia last month? We've found the splinter cell, and they've got the mayor and his kids. They're holed up on a farm out on..."
I wrote down the a... | My previous identity; Jacob Daniels.
Cause of death; SpaceX Mars mission, engine failure, mid-flight.
I recall a faint memory, my last moments before reincarnation.
Suffocation, a burning sensation of radiation, weightless.
When I first learned of my previous life, it terrified me. In a world where people gained th... | |
[WP] Superpowers are granted depending on how you died in your previous life. Someone who died in a fire might shoot fire from their fingertips, etc. You were an astronaut that died during the SpaceX Mars Mission. | I woke up alone on a strange cot in an empty hallway. The hallway is grey and dingy. Rusty pipes, valves, and large metal hand-wheels line its soot covered walls. Above, bare bulbs hang from wires suspended from the concrete ceiling. The place has the feeling of a shopping mall service corridor, or a utility passage un... | My previous identity; Jacob Daniels.
Cause of death; SpaceX Mars mission, engine failure, mid-flight.
I recall a faint memory, my last moments before reincarnation.
Suffocation, a burning sensation of radiation, weightless.
When I first learned of my previous life, it terrified me. In a world where people gained th... | |
[WP] Superpowers are granted depending on how you died in your previous life. Someone who died in a fire might shoot fire from their fingertips, etc. You were an astronaut that died during the SpaceX Mars Mission. | 2 seconds left. Last chance to make this shot. One shot and we're in the finals. One person between me and the hoop. What's his power? I soon find out. Wind. a gust of air blows me back all the way to the opposing hoop, slamming me violently in it. 1 second left, then zero. I remember one thing however. the game doesn'... | My previous identity; Jacob Daniels.
Cause of death; SpaceX Mars mission, engine failure, mid-flight.
I recall a faint memory, my last moments before reincarnation.
Suffocation, a burning sensation of radiation, weightless.
When I first learned of my previous life, it terrified me. In a world where people gained th... | |
[WP] Superpowers are granted depending on how you died in your previous life. Someone who died in a fire might shoot fire from their fingertips, etc. You were an astronaut that died during the SpaceX Mars Mission. | Beeper beeping. Sun's not up. What the hell is happening?
Phone the chief. "What is it?"
"Oh thank god it's you, Muskman. Hostage situation. You remember that separatist militia last month? We've found the splinter cell, and they've got the mayor and his kids. They're holed up on a farm out on..."
I wrote down the a... | 'You shouldn't be here!' Tristan shouted. His voice carrying easily across the tops of the quiet cubicle farm. Marjorie, a handsome older woman that was Tristan's work neighbor, walked around the beige carpet covered divider, spotted me, and fainted. I had only given her a friendly smile.
My friends had all learned a... | |
[WP] Superpowers are granted depending on how you died in your previous life. Someone who died in a fire might shoot fire from their fingertips, etc. You were an astronaut that died during the SpaceX Mars Mission. | 2 seconds left. Last chance to make this shot. One shot and we're in the finals. One person between me and the hoop. What's his power? I soon find out. Wind. a gust of air blows me back all the way to the opposing hoop, slamming me violently in it. 1 second left, then zero. I remember one thing however. the game doesn'... | I woke up alone on a strange cot in an empty hallway. The hallway is grey and dingy. Rusty pipes, valves, and large metal hand-wheels line its soot covered walls. Above, bare bulbs hang from wires suspended from the concrete ceiling. The place has the feeling of a shopping mall service corridor, or a utility passage un... | |
[WP] Superpowers are granted depending on how you died in your previous life. Someone who died in a fire might shoot fire from their fingertips, etc. You were an astronaut that died during the SpaceX Mars Mission. | [Voiceover](https://vocaroo.com/13k8XP9YHqiK)
I glow with soft white light, but I am not the Moon.
I twinkle with distant fire, but I am not the stars.
My war runs red as rust, but I am not Mars.
I land flawlessly atop a midsize sedan, crushing the bicycle rack beneath my boots. "I have died and behold I am alive."... | Infinite space.
The final frontier.
Endlessness.
Blackest night.
I scribble these down on paper, trying to think of what my super power should be called.
I've kept my power a secret for most of my life, you see, this world is different. It's strange, somebodies death grants you a super power. Nobody knows who... | |
[WP] Superpowers are granted depending on how you died in your previous life. Someone who died in a fire might shoot fire from their fingertips, etc. You were an astronaut that died during the SpaceX Mars Mission. | I knew Mars as home.
I was born on this red planet. Been here for as long as I could remember. Which wasn't very long, mind you, but even my parents cannot tell me about Earth. Words like "doomed," "failed," and "disaster" were thrown around freely and readily. It was a little unfair, perhaps, but what did I know?
I ... | Infinite space.
The final frontier.
Endlessness.
Blackest night.
I scribble these down on paper, trying to think of what my super power should be called.
I've kept my power a secret for most of my life, you see, this world is different. It's strange, somebodies death grants you a super power. Nobody knows who... | |
[WP] Superpowers are granted depending on how you died in your previous life. Someone who died in a fire might shoot fire from their fingertips, etc. You were an astronaut that died during the SpaceX Mars Mission. | [Voiceover](https://vocaroo.com/13k8XP9YHqiK)
I glow with soft white light, but I am not the Moon.
I twinkle with distant fire, but I am not the stars.
My war runs red as rust, but I am not Mars.
I land flawlessly atop a midsize sedan, crushing the bicycle rack beneath my boots. "I have died and behold I am alive."... |
The first time Mrs Ana Daniels noticed anything different about Estelle was like any other day. She had been doing chores while the baby lay calmly burbling in the morning sunlight after a feed, had managed a cup of tea and to put a wash on- even though Jimmy had gone to work this week and she was alone for the first... | |
[WP] Superpowers are granted depending on how you died in your previous life. Someone who died in a fire might shoot fire from their fingertips, etc. You were an astronaut that died during the SpaceX Mars Mission. | The girl snapped her fingers, and the woman who was yelling immediately gasped and clutched her throat, her shouts cut off as she rasped for breath.
"Are you going to calm down, now?" The girl asked, nonplussed.
"You... Bitch..." The woman's eyes that were bulging out of her head were filled with cold fury. She snapp... |
The first time Mrs Ana Daniels noticed anything different about Estelle was like any other day. She had been doing chores while the baby lay calmly burbling in the morning sunlight after a feed, had managed a cup of tea and to put a wash on- even though Jimmy had gone to work this week and she was alone for the first... | |
[WP] Superpowers are granted depending on how you died in your previous life. Someone who died in a fire might shoot fire from their fingertips, etc. You were an astronaut that died during the SpaceX Mars Mission. | I knew Mars as home.
I was born on this red planet. Been here for as long as I could remember. Which wasn't very long, mind you, but even my parents cannot tell me about Earth. Words like "doomed," "failed," and "disaster" were thrown around freely and readily. It was a little unfair, perhaps, but what did I know?
I ... |
The first time Mrs Ana Daniels noticed anything different about Estelle was like any other day. She had been doing chores while the baby lay calmly burbling in the morning sunlight after a feed, had managed a cup of tea and to put a wash on- even though Jimmy had gone to work this week and she was alone for the first... | |
[WP] Superpowers are granted depending on how you died in your previous life. Someone who died in a fire might shoot fire from their fingertips, etc. You were an astronaut that died during the SpaceX Mars Mission. | I’m unaffected by pressure.
That sounds like nothing, right?
Well, think about the air pressure pushing down on you right now. Think about the pressure you are exerting on the the world by standing on it. Think about the pressure at the on of the ocean that can crush most things not originating from there. Think abou... |
The first time Mrs Ana Daniels noticed anything different about Estelle was like any other day. She had been doing chores while the baby lay calmly burbling in the morning sunlight after a feed, had managed a cup of tea and to put a wash on- even though Jimmy had gone to work this week and she was alone for the first... | |
[WP] Superpowers are granted depending on how you died in your previous life. Someone who died in a fire might shoot fire from their fingertips, etc. You were an astronaut that died during the SpaceX Mars Mission. | I knew Mars as home.
I was born on this red planet. Been here for as long as I could remember. Which wasn't very long, mind you, but even my parents cannot tell me about Earth. Words like "doomed," "failed," and "disaster" were thrown around freely and readily. It was a little unfair, perhaps, but what did I know?
I ... | The girl snapped her fingers, and the woman who was yelling immediately gasped and clutched her throat, her shouts cut off as she rasped for breath.
"Are you going to calm down, now?" The girl asked, nonplussed.
"You... Bitch..." The woman's eyes that were bulging out of her head were filled with cold fury. She snapp... | |
[WP] Superpowers are granted depending on how you died in your previous life. Someone who died in a fire might shoot fire from their fingertips, etc. You were an astronaut that died during the SpaceX Mars Mission. | I’m unaffected by pressure.
That sounds like nothing, right?
Well, think about the air pressure pushing down on you right now. Think about the pressure you are exerting on the the world by standing on it. Think about the pressure at the on of the ocean that can crush most things not originating from there. Think abou... | The girl snapped her fingers, and the woman who was yelling immediately gasped and clutched her throat, her shouts cut off as she rasped for breath.
"Are you going to calm down, now?" The girl asked, nonplussed.
"You... Bitch..." The woman's eyes that were bulging out of her head were filled with cold fury. She snapp... | |
[WP] A superhero tries to stay anonymous at their normal day job but doesn't realise the whole office actually knows. | I rolled my eyes as Zach walked into the office at 10:17 am and announced a little too loudly, "Sorry I'm late guys, my car was a bit...frozen up this morning."
It was as if Zach was making a pun to an unseen audience. He smugly walked to his desk, content that everyone in the room actually believed his alibi, and sat... | Clark walked through the front door of the daily planet. He knew his secret was safe. By day, he was Clark Kent, journalist for the Most prolific newspaper in Metropolis. But by night he was Superman, the most powerful being in the solar system. The weight of the universe was on his shoulders as the leader of the justi... | |
[WP] You are an author in the year 2455 writing a historical novel based in 2020s Earth. How does it open? | \-What r u up 2?- the message read, its letters composed of tiny little pixels on a screen the size of a human palm.
Tyler John-Smithson smiled, it was his 'bae' Jennifer no doubt thinking of him after the night they spent together. They had been seeing one another for a few months now and had officially gone stead... | With many different portrayals, splendid villains to counter act the hero, and stories that were well written; the story of batman, selfless vigalnte ready and able to defend humanity had been done quite a few times the decades prior the twenty- twenties.
Out of the cruel irony of our universe, or simply outstanding ... | |
[WP] You made a Sc-Fi novel with theories you made as a joke. You get a call from the scientific community. You have discovered a new element | It would have been an utterly unremarkable day if it weren’t for two small facts: it happened to be my birthday, and someone from the Nobel Association called to say I discovered a new element.
I had spent the better part of the day ignoring the outside world. If I wanted to be congratulated for not yet having died, ... | "Mr. Harrison, would you take a seat?"
The lifelessness of the cold room with its metal table was only worsened by the generic flower portrait on the wall. The windows had bars, James noticed.
"What is this about?" He asked as he sat in the uncomfortably thin chair, clearly not designed for a man of his girth.
A st... | |
[WP] You made a Sc-Fi novel with theories you made as a joke. You get a call from the scientific community. You have discovered a new element | It would have been an utterly unremarkable day if it weren’t for two small facts: it happened to be my birthday, and someone from the Nobel Association called to say I discovered a new element.
I had spent the better part of the day ignoring the outside world. If I wanted to be congratulated for not yet having died, ... | ##Ripped from the Pages
*Gassons. They are everywhere and nowhere. They create the universe, and they will destroy it. They are to quote a famous novel, "the stuff that dreams are made of." They are also what makes reality work.*
I re-read the first page of the book, and I rub my eyes. The prose is so ornate that I m... | |
[WP] The disappointment of being sent to guard some random planetary outpost away from the war wore off pretty quickly once you were informed of your real task, fighting back against the Sol System's most dangerous apex predator: "Humans" | “Stay down kid.”
I groaned and turned over. He kicked my feet out before I could properly get them under me.
“I said stay down.”
The soldier was wearing black armor. It’s was bulky, with hard edges giving it a crystalline aesthetic. “If you couldn’t beat me then you sure as shit won’t beat them.”
It was standing a... | The message, apparently, was quite urgent. Urgent enough to delay the launch of the troop transport long enough to pull Dai1 and his fellow Browns off.
"Report to Chief Science Officer at Observation Outpost D. Re: Sentinel Duty."
"This ought to be interesting," thought the grizzled veteran. "Eastern sector?"
... | |
[WP] Every year, a superstitious village abandons a human child in a nearby forest in exchange for divine protection. In actuality, an old hermit adopts the children and teaches them to ward off intruders. This year, the hermit’s best apprentice happens to locate and escort the abandoned child. | Torin stepped through the Veil and back into reality again, her blade dripped with eldritch fluids of another world.
Jagged lacerations covered her body, the worst of which had taken her eyes again. It was a brutal, existence, but one she had been chosen for and one she served far more faithfully than any other alive... | "I hate them. With their stupid beliefs and their superstitions."
The abandoned child had finally spoken. It had been 3 hours since the child was found crying in the forest. My apprentice had gave him a meal to re-energize the poor boy.
"Now now son, there's no need to hate fear. It just brings fear and darkness." I... | |
[WP]A person from earth gets sent to a world where magic works on how well you know something. For example, a wizard can't Fly if they don't know about gravity. The person however is a world-renowned scientist. | *"Oh, so it's just densification. The specific heat capacity and mass is still constant, just use heat instead."*
*"What? How can you use heat to break through armoring spells?"*
*"You don't break through things with heat. You...well, cook the person through their ward. Like an...egg in a frying pan."*
*"That's kind... | **Part 1**
The portal beckoned - a vantablack hole that held sound and light captive. It was located in the centre of the cluttered warehouse that served as Jeremiah Coltrane’s laboratory. Jeremiah turned to his quavering assistants, who kept themselves well away from the functional black hole and gripped at banisters... | |
[WP] You are an alien conqueror that came to take over a nondescript planet named 'Earth'. Your glad you landed first and did some recon, because this 'Comic Con' meeting you have discovered has some of the greatest powers in the universe gathered and your not sure invading is a good idea anymore... | It had been ten thousand years since the disappearance of the Fyrum, a ferocious and dominating species that almost wiped out all the life within this galaxy.
Yet, here they were on the planet the dominant species had named 'Earth'.
Their appearance was as horrific as the stories foretold. Humanoids with red and bl... | Cloaked behind the dark side of the moon, the Hive ship sat, waiting. In 72 hours, once the generals had harmonized their plan to the drone army, ships would explode out, stripping the sad backwater planet for it's precious resources. But deep inside the Hive ship, Grix ran, skittering down the hallways at such a break... | |
[WP] You are an alien conqueror that came to take over a nondescript planet named 'Earth'. Your glad you landed first and did some recon, because this 'Comic Con' meeting you have discovered has some of the greatest powers in the universe gathered and your not sure invading is a good idea anymore... | "Come in," I hiss into my receiver. "Someone from High Command, come in!"
"Greelog here," says Greelog. "What's the status of your mission? Has your cover been blown?"
"No, it's just..." I find myself standing too close to a human couple. One is dressed as a bat, while the other is dressed as a clown. Their spandex-w... | Cloaked behind the dark side of the moon, the Hive ship sat, waiting. In 72 hours, once the generals had harmonized their plan to the drone army, ships would explode out, stripping the sad backwater planet for it's precious resources. But deep inside the Hive ship, Grix ran, skittering down the hallways at such a break... | |
[WP] You are an alien conqueror that came to take over a nondescript planet named 'Earth'. Your glad you landed first and did some recon, because this 'Comic Con' meeting you have discovered has some of the greatest powers in the universe gathered and your not sure invading is a good idea anymore... | "Come in," I hiss into my receiver. "Someone from High Command, come in!"
"Greelog here," says Greelog. "What's the status of your mission? Has your cover been blown?"
"No, it's just..." I find myself standing too close to a human couple. One is dressed as a bat, while the other is dressed as a clown. Their spandex-w... | It had been ten thousand years since the disappearance of the Fyrum, a ferocious and dominating species that almost wiped out all the life within this galaxy.
Yet, here they were on the planet the dominant species had named 'Earth'.
Their appearance was as horrific as the stories foretold. Humanoids with red and bl... | |
[WP] You are an alien conqueror that came to take over a nondescript planet named 'Earth'. Your glad you landed first and did some recon, because this 'Comic Con' meeting you have discovered has some of the greatest powers in the universe gathered and your not sure invading is a good idea anymore... | “Uhh, mothership. I think we have made a big mistake here,” whispered Ulrog.
Ulrog felt very out of place. To any onlooker, he was a short, chubby man. Someone who wouldn’t stand out. But beneath the holo-suit, Ulrog was absolutely terrified.
“Mission Report, Ulrog. What have you found?” a voice spoke into his earpie... | As I wandered the convention center, I saw hundreds and hundreds of powerful beings. Most seemed to be humanoid. Many with powerful weapons, some without, but there seemed to be some sort of implied peace treaty between the attendees. They wore some sort of necklace documentation that I assume was consent for peace dur... | |
[WP] Your entire life has led to this moment. You were created for children’s parties and now you have arrived at your very first one, still unsure exactly what will happen. You are a piñata. | "This is my quest"
"This is my goal"
"This is my journey to make"
The hollow words I used to psych myself up for the battle ahead echoed in the depths of my mind.
The piñata clans had began this journey long since I was born to this world but none had returned.
None had returned
The gnawing anxiety of what was to c... | # [POEM]
Although my fate is to be beat,
I accept that it's for the best.
For them and myself, it's a treat.
I was purchased for a feast;
I'll show up, exquisitely dressed,
Although my fate is to be beat.
Hung in place, I can't retreat,
but I also will not protest.
For them and myself, it's a treat.
When they... | |
[WP] Honestly? You 100% didn't expect that to work, even more so, that it would work so well. | **“Who has summoned me?”**
I sat back on my heels and raised an eyebrow. I wasn’t expecting the joke summoning to work at all, much less summon… Well, this. It - he - was beautiful, the ideal picture of classical beauty. The look was only complemented by the huge, white wings that reached down to the ground.
“I summo... | [Poem]
A smile can trick your brain someone said,
*Bullshit* I thought through the cloud in my head.
Yet feeling self concious I gave it a try,
Felt the lips move, a twitch of the eye.
At first the muscles were all cramped and tight,
But I just kept on at it until it felt right.
And a... | |
[WP] A superhero fights evil by wiping the memories of both the villain and everyone who knew of them, so that they can be reintroduced in society safely. Today, as you were combing through old newspapers, you discover, that you were once the worlds most powerful supervillain. | I watched the pupils of his eyes contract as he listened to my monotone speech, my hand resting on his shoulders.
"Your name is Jared Eaker, you are here to find yourself and pursue a dream that will greatly benefit society. This is your chance to restart your life with a clean slate."
The ex-criminal's body loosened... | The balcony seat is empty, and perfect for a sniper, should one avail themselves this evening. For better or worse, however, no such individual is within the opera house. Well, he could certainly serve as one, if he choose, but hopefully there would be no need.
The performance is about to begin, the tension of anticip... | |
[WP] As everyone leans in to hear the latest vague reports about the alien invasion, the General bursts into the bunker. "I NEED A DOCTOR -." Immediately, every surgeon and physician stands at the ready. "NO! A DOCTOR OF ___!" Confused, all eyes turn to you. | We’d been waiting in the holding area for what felt like hours, but in actuality was only a few minutes. The greatest minds around the globe had been summoned and gathered: doctors, physicians, scientists, anyone who had any deep knowledge or skill was in attendance. Which begged the question, why was I here?
I knew w... | I didn’t know when I entered the fetal position. I didn’t know when I started rocking back and forth like a small child waiting for its mother. Hell, I didn’t even remember how I got in this dingy bunker, surrounded by soldiers and scared civilians alike, sitting on the ground with only a thin patina of wet ash and mud... | |
[WP] Burn the witch, they shouted as they tied her to the stake. She just laughed as fire was her ally, not an enemy. | I can't blame the town's people for not know what my kind could do with fire. There are few of us and we are very hard to catch. I won't blame them for not recognising the ring of tattooed flames on my wrist, but I will blame them for burning old Agnes.
I stared intently at the lead witch hunter, he would be the first... | As the witch laughed towards the dark sky, the flames rolled over her body like water; flowing up her arms, cresting over her chest, streaming over and up her neck and chin. They poured into her open mouth, endlessly emptying into her insides. Not burning flesh, nor hair. The conflagration became nothing but charred, d... | |
[WP] "This is a joke right? Who put you up to this?" The demon looked angrily at the man who had summoned him. "I'm... not sure what you mean, I followed the ritual and..." "We only deal in HUMAN souls." "Wait, what?" | "Ari, I'm not sure this is a good idea," the girl stood there just inside the pentagram that the other teenager was drawing. Her delicate face was twisted with worry, her jet black eyes darting around nervously, and her fingers were twirling her onyx hair around and around. She bit her lip and glanced at the other girl... | "Are you going to play dumb with me?" The Demon possesed cat said from inside the circle. "You expect me to believe you think you're human?" I scratched my head "Well as far asI know I am." "Most would more certain, or atl least more confused." I sat down and flipped through the tome. "Well it's been a long week for me... | |
[WP] "This is a joke right? Who put you up to this?" The demon looked angrily at the man who had summoned him. "I'm... not sure what you mean, I followed the ritual and..." "We only deal in HUMAN souls." "Wait, what?" | **CW: Murder, General Stupidity**
"Who told you that you had any right to summon me?"
"Nobody. I conducted this ritual in private with no witnesses, just as the ancient texts instructed," said the robed man standing over the elaborate summoning circle.
"Oh, you think you're funny? Trying to get a laugh out of me? Tr... | Oliver King had grown up with a relatively normal childhood. He had been adopted before his first memories from a Catholic adoption center into a Catholic family. He accepted his family and never much thought of his birth parents. Oliver was raised Catholic all his life though he loathed the religion for it's strictnes... | |
[WP] You find a GPS that takes you where you need to be instead of where you want to be. | All I wanted to do today was go to the store. And to be honest I didn’t even want to be doing that. I was tired. It was Saturday and I was supposed to stay home and do nothing those days! My phone had been pretty spotty recently but I at least trusted it to get me to the store. I hadn’t lived in this city very long and... | You sit in an dilapidated, musty office. The smell of dust and ink envelops you and drags you into a sense as monotonous as the constant clacking of typewriters and copying behind you.
The date hangs in the corner of the page of your latest document: July 20, 1963.
It serves as a glimmer of hope despite your substa... | |
[WP] A Moon Goddess finds a little Russian dog named Laika (the first animal in space) stranded in orbit and decides to rescue/adopt her. | ##Life of the Moon
I never knew my name, but I understood that I played a role in the universe around me. It took a long time before I understood why I played that role.
I suppose most people do not remember their births or infancy. My first memory was looking at my people extended family across the night sky. Their ... | It had been completely by accident that Artemis had discovered the spacecraft. And even more so when she heard a whimpering noise from a dog.
Artemis watched the little dog with a sad smile. It was huddled in a corner of a metal container she assumed to be of mortal creation. More importantly though, it looked sad. An... | |
[WP] A Moon Goddess finds a little Russian dog named Laika (the first animal in space) stranded in orbit and decides to rescue/adopt her. | ##Life of the Moon
I never knew my name, but I understood that I played a role in the universe around me. It took a long time before I understood why I played that role.
I suppose most people do not remember their births or infancy. My first memory was looking at my people extended family across the night sky. Their ... | After her eighth revolution around the Earth, Chang'e made the conscious decision to stop counting. Eternity was a long time, and pining away for her old homeland sounded like a miserable way to spend it. As much as she wished for company, it was unlikely that anyone would ever join her. After all, immortality elixirs ... | |
[WP] Everyone laughed at your super power to manifest any sort of pun related device. That was before you sawed the ocean in half with your sea-saw. | "Where does the king keep his armies? In his sleevies."
A battalion of soldiers rushed from under my sleeves, armed and ready to take on my foe.
I had thrown everything I had at Doctor Destruction. My pun-related powers had sent shock-waves through the world when I sawed the ocean in two with my see-saw, cementing my... | They all laughed, I was the Master of Puns. Able to manifest anything related to a pun. They all laughed, called me weak. Until they saw what power puns truly hold. Anyways, my name is Dormes or Kurpater, depending on who you ask.
Let me tell you a story of how the Oceans were cut. A mortal once made a pun, a pun neve... | |
[WP] Everyone laughed at your super power to manifest any sort of pun related device. That was before you sawed the ocean in half with your sea-saw. | They said that, long ago, Moses split the Red Sea so the Israelites could escape from their pursuing Egyptian captors. There was no real reason to believe the story- a simple hyperbole to scare the non-believers into worshipping a higher power.
However, Dale stood before the Atlantic holding a regular-looking hands... | They all laughed, I was the Master of Puns. Able to manifest anything related to a pun. They all laughed, called me weak. Until they saw what power puns truly hold. Anyways, my name is Dormes or Kurpater, depending on who you ask.
Let me tell you a story of how the Oceans were cut. A mortal once made a pun, a pun neve... | |
[WP] Everyone laughed at your super power to manifest any sort of pun related device. That was before you sawed the ocean in half with your sea-saw. | They said that, long ago, Moses split the Red Sea so the Israelites could escape from their pursuing Egyptian captors. There was no real reason to believe the story- a simple hyperbole to scare the non-believers into worshipping a higher power.
However, Dale stood before the Atlantic holding a regular-looking hands... | "Where does the king keep his armies? In his sleevies."
A battalion of soldiers rushed from under my sleeves, armed and ready to take on my foe.
I had thrown everything I had at Doctor Destruction. My pun-related powers had sent shock-waves through the world when I sawed the ocean in two with my see-saw, cementing my... | |
[WP] Everyone laughed at your super power to manifest any sort of pun related device. That was before you sawed the ocean in half with your sea-saw. | A battered streetlamp oscillated its dim light, casting faded rays into the seedy alley. The pale slivers of yellow flashed across the faces of the two burly men so that only a ragged scar here or a slitted eye there were visible. Caged in the vice grip of the two men was a thin figure. It wasn't struggling. In fact, i... | From the newly blasted fissure splitting the Atlantic, arising from the walls of water carved down deep into the darkest depths, walked a man, rather normal looking other than the knight's helmet on his head and the massive barbed trident he was using as a walking stick.
The crowd gathered to gawk at this unexplainabl... | |
[WP] Everyone laughed at your super power to manifest any sort of pun related device. That was before you sawed the ocean in half with your sea-saw. | "What have you done?"
The words hung in the air, repeating over and over in my head until they were meaningless. whathaveyoudonewhathaveyoudonewhathaveyoudone...
To be honest I wasn't even sure myself.
"just stop..." I whispered gripping my head with both hands, as if trying to push these words out my head by force.... | From the newly blasted fissure splitting the Atlantic, arising from the walls of water carved down deep into the darkest depths, walked a man, rather normal looking other than the knight's helmet on his head and the massive barbed trident he was using as a walking stick.
The crowd gathered to gawk at this unexplainabl... | |
[WP] Everyone laughed at your super power to manifest any sort of pun related device. That was before you sawed the ocean in half with your sea-saw. | "What have you done?"
The words hung in the air, repeating over and over in my head until they were meaningless. whathaveyoudonewhathaveyoudonewhathaveyoudone...
To be honest I wasn't even sure myself.
"just stop..." I whispered gripping my head with both hands, as if trying to push these words out my head by force.... | A battered streetlamp oscillated its dim light, casting faded rays into the seedy alley. The pale slivers of yellow flashed across the faces of the two burly men so that only a ragged scar here or a slitted eye there were visible. Caged in the vice grip of the two men was a thin figure. It wasn't struggling. In fact, i... | |
[WP] The attempted assassination of a human dignitary at a galactic summit goes awry. Turns out, many of the conventional toxins in an alien assassin's repertoire include compounds like caffeine, theobromine and capsaicin; lethal to many species, but... less than effective on humans. | "Why i am here?" I asked the officer.
No answer.
"Seriously, why?"
"You know why! Zork is dead. We know that you killed him!"
I was shocked. Zork was my best friend on the entire ship.
When i first met him i was irritated by his skin-colour and number of limbs,
but he was the nicest guy one could imagine and we became ... | Kai’s 3 hearts were racing, but on the outside he was as calm and collected as ever. His antennae didn’t even twitch.
He was the best of the best; a true professional, which is why the Tripodiferons didn’t hesitate to give him his full payment upfront. They knew there was no risk to him leaving a mess or not fin... | |
[WP] The attempted assassination of a human dignitary at a galactic summit goes awry. Turns out, many of the conventional toxins in an alien assassin's repertoire include compounds like caffeine, theobromine and capsaicin; lethal to many species, but... less than effective on humans. | "Is it done?".
On the screen a large green lizard-like creature drooped appreciatevly at the question. Unsteadily they answered "Well..".
"What! We lost five of our Ikarin brethren making that poison. Did those damn useless Ferins mess up the delivery? We can not be connected with this in any way.".
"No..." Cr... | It wasn't easy being the janitor of the underground Xanriq. I handled dirty jobs, disposing of any unwanted guests. VIPs, diplomats, politicians, you name it, give me the cash and I'll do it. I became known as the number 1 hitman soon enough, and no target ever survived an encounter with me. Today's target? A "homo sap... | |
[WP] The attempted assassination of a human dignitary at a galactic summit goes awry. Turns out, many of the conventional toxins in an alien assassin's repertoire include compounds like caffeine, theobromine and capsaicin; lethal to many species, but... less than effective on humans. | "Is it done?".
On the screen a large green lizard-like creature drooped appreciatevly at the question. Unsteadily they answered "Well..".
"What! We lost five of our Ikarin brethren making that poison. Did those damn useless Ferins mess up the delivery? We can not be connected with this in any way.".
"No..." Cr... | “*Woof…*” muttered Ruff McGruff, staring into and through his cup of water as he absentmindedly stirred.
Losing his job at the agency had been hard enough, and the foreclosure of his modest dog house had been worse still. He couldn’t sleep, he could hardly eat, when he could afford it, and the mange was starting to s... | |
[WP] The attempted assassination of a human dignitary at a galactic summit goes awry. Turns out, many of the conventional toxins in an alien assassin's repertoire include compounds like caffeine, theobromine and capsaicin; lethal to many species, but... less than effective on humans. | My face hurts from smiling. This is my first formal diplomatic dinner, and it’s already wearing on me. Ever since human expansion exploded and we found and joined the Federation of Intelligent Sentient Humanoids, relations have been a struggle. The other members act cordial, but everyone still looks at us like the t... | “*Woof…*” muttered Ruff McGruff, staring into and through his cup of water as he absentmindedly stirred.
Losing his job at the agency had been hard enough, and the foreclosure of his modest dog house had been worse still. He couldn’t sleep, he could hardly eat, when he could afford it, and the mange was starting to s... | |
[WP] The attempted assassination of a human dignitary at a galactic summit goes awry. Turns out, many of the conventional toxins in an alien assassin's repertoire include compounds like caffeine, theobromine and capsaicin; lethal to many species, but... less than effective on humans. | "*Again it is just splendid to have you here with us, creation knows we need more with your kind's ambition here!*" the alien diplomat symphonically curdled before gliding away to greet another dignitary.
Nole exhaled heavily through his nostrils and, after a brief tuck of the shirt, began to look around the auditoriu... | It was the perfect plan to kill the human dignitary.
I carefully grounded the leafs wearing protective gloves and a respirator to prevent my own death. Nobody could survive that much of the dangerous tea leafs.
Now how to best disguise the poison that would be this creature's end. As I quickly looked at the available... | |
[WP] The attempted assassination of a human dignitary at a galactic summit goes awry. Turns out, many of the conventional toxins in an alien assassin's repertoire include compounds like caffeine, theobromine and capsaicin; lethal to many species, but... less than effective on humans. | “Woah that’s spicy!” I exclaimed before realising something was awry. Early on we had accidentally put some ambassadors in the hospital by serving them curry.
“I didn’t know your people had spicy food!” I exclaimed.
The aliens looked nervous, before one answered, nervously, “I’m glad you like it?”
I continued wi... | It was the perfect plan to kill the human dignitary.
I carefully grounded the leafs wearing protective gloves and a respirator to prevent my own death. Nobody could survive that much of the dangerous tea leafs.
Now how to best disguise the poison that would be this creature's end. As I quickly looked at the available... | |
[WP] The attempted assassination of a human dignitary at a galactic summit goes awry. Turns out, many of the conventional toxins in an alien assassin's repertoire include compounds like caffeine, theobromine and capsaicin; lethal to many species, but... less than effective on humans. | "What did you hope to accomplish?" The woman asked, pushing the drink away now that she knew the intent behind it.
The common space outside the council chambers had little activity. And this Trennovian had followed her here, making small talk and offering to buy her a drink as they discussed the law that would come to... | It was the perfect plan to kill the human dignitary.
I carefully grounded the leafs wearing protective gloves and a respirator to prevent my own death. Nobody could survive that much of the dangerous tea leafs.
Now how to best disguise the poison that would be this creature's end. As I quickly looked at the available... | |
[WP] The attempted assassination of a human dignitary at a galactic summit goes awry. Turns out, many of the conventional toxins in an alien assassin's repertoire include compounds like caffeine, theobromine and capsaicin; lethal to many species, but... less than effective on humans. | WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE LIKED IT!?! The words echoed throughout the Gaozuhan throne room, rattling me to my core.
"My liege, I -"
King Sufu cut me off "I do not want to hear an excuse Zax! Dignitary Wallaby is supposed to be DEAD! He is VERY MUCH ALIVE and you sit here and tell me with a straight face that he dra... | It was the perfect plan to kill the human dignitary.
I carefully grounded the leafs wearing protective gloves and a respirator to prevent my own death. Nobody could survive that much of the dangerous tea leafs.
Now how to best disguise the poison that would be this creature's end. As I quickly looked at the available... | |
[WP] The attempted assassination of a human dignitary at a galactic summit goes awry. Turns out, many of the conventional toxins in an alien assassin's repertoire include compounds like caffeine, theobromine and capsaicin; lethal to many species, but... less than effective on humans. | "The agenda for today's meeting is relating to a significant amount of forces moved close to the border of.."
I knew what to do. This wasn't my first rodeo. Ever since I was old enough for the job, I've been carrying out hits on people.
This one was no different. Surprisingly easy too. The security was quite lax ... | It was the perfect plan to kill the human dignitary.
I carefully grounded the leafs wearing protective gloves and a respirator to prevent my own death. Nobody could survive that much of the dangerous tea leafs.
Now how to best disguise the poison that would be this creature's end. As I quickly looked at the available... | |
[WP] The attempted assassination of a human dignitary at a galactic summit goes awry. Turns out, many of the conventional toxins in an alien assassin's repertoire include compounds like caffeine, theobromine and capsaicin; lethal to many species, but... less than effective on humans. | Peter tried leaning back in the chair. Ugh. No such luck. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get comfortable.
He looked around at the dozens of other representatives. Their tentacles and furry limbs rested comfortably in the seats.
He was out of place.
He played with the glass of water in front of him. Each r... | It was the perfect plan to kill the human dignitary.
I carefully grounded the leafs wearing protective gloves and a respirator to prevent my own death. Nobody could survive that much of the dangerous tea leafs.
Now how to best disguise the poison that would be this creature's end. As I quickly looked at the available... | |
[WP] The attempted assassination of a human dignitary at a galactic summit goes awry. Turns out, many of the conventional toxins in an alien assassin's repertoire include compounds like caffeine, theobromine and capsaicin; lethal to many species, but... less than effective on humans. | At first, it was entertaining. A meeting of diplomats, gathering and sharing gifts. A few too obvious looks and startled expressions.
It was innocent enough to begin with. A drink, supposedly a local delicacy. Yet it felt so much like an espresso that I could have sworn that Andromorph was from New Jersey. He even had... | It was the perfect plan to kill the human dignitary.
I carefully grounded the leafs wearing protective gloves and a respirator to prevent my own death. Nobody could survive that much of the dangerous tea leafs.
Now how to best disguise the poison that would be this creature's end. As I quickly looked at the available... |
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