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[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 sharp intake of breath, the wide eyes, the elevated temperature in the throat and neck, spreading down into the stomach. All these are expected symptoms of the deadly poison extracted from the excretions of the sac fungi found on the plains of Straka III.
The shaking expected afterwards is supposed to be a series ... | 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... | "*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... | |
[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... | “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... | |
[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... | “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... | |
[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... | "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... | |
[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... | "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... | |
[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... | "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 ... | |
[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... | "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 ... | |
[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 sharp intake of breath, the wide eyes, the elevated temperature in the throat and neck, spreading down into the stomach. All these are expected symptoms of the deadly poison extracted from the excretions of the sac fungi found on the plains of Straka III.
The shaking expected afterwards is supposed to be a series ... | "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 ... | |
[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... | 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... | |
[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. | A deafening silence enveloped the conference room as soon as I stepped through the door. My two assistants froze behind me in terror, but I carried on like nothing was wrong, forcing them to follow my lead. Even the species that were telepathic fell quiet as I walked past them, immediately noticeable by their stiffenin... | "It runs deeper," said the Lord.
The Lords were the first alien species humanity had encountered in the early stage of space travel. Their language and society had no words for individuality or community. Instead, they were all considered as grand beings yet without traits to differenciate them. As humans and Lords le... | |
[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 sharp intake of breath, the wide eyes, the elevated temperature in the throat and neck, spreading down into the stomach. All these are expected symptoms of the deadly poison extracted from the excretions of the sac fungi found on the plains of Straka III.
The shaking expected afterwards is supposed to be a series ... | "It runs deeper," said the Lord.
The Lords were the first alien species humanity had encountered in the early stage of space travel. Their language and society had no words for individuality or community. Instead, they were all considered as grand beings yet without traits to differenciate them. As humans and Lords le... | |
[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 sharp intake of breath, the wide eyes, the elevated temperature in the throat and neck, spreading down into the stomach. All these are expected symptoms of the deadly poison extracted from the excretions of the sac fungi found on the plains of Straka III.
The shaking expected afterwards is supposed to be a series ... | A deafening silence enveloped the conference room as soon as I stepped through the door. My two assistants froze behind me in terror, but I carried on like nothing was wrong, forcing them to follow my lead. Even the species that were telepathic fell quiet as I walked past them, immediately noticeable by their stiffenin... | |
[deleted] | [WP] You're a golden retriever who thinks he successfully fooled a pack of wolves into thinking that he's also a wolf. The wolves know. They're just being inclusive so they took him in. | From the second I saw the brown blur, I was gone. Right into that blissful world of the Hunt. I heard my master call after me, but it didn’t matter. Nothing else mattered than catching the blur.
I weaved around the trees until the blur ducked into a hole between the roots. ‘Come out!’ I called. ‘I just wanted to sniff... | Unfortunately, in being so inclusive, they took it too far by never telling me what I truly was: a dog. In doing so, they did more harm than help because I began to really feel like I was a wolf.
Until the day I met another wolf and nearly got mauled to death by it in a fight. I didn't stand a chance.
Fortunately, I... |
[deleted] | [WP] You're a golden retriever who thinks he successfully fooled a pack of wolves into thinking that he's also a wolf. The wolves know. They're just being inclusive so they took him in. | This was, of course, a controversial topic. Letting in a domestic dog? It’s a terrible idea. The dog will fuck everything up. It is, by nature, more dependent on humans than on themselves and others.
In the end, the dog was voted to be kept in. Segregation was a mistake of humans, and it was not about to become one of... | Unfortunately, in being so inclusive, they took it too far by never telling me what I truly was: a dog. In doing so, they did more harm than help because I began to really feel like I was a wolf.
Until the day I met another wolf and nearly got mauled to death by it in a fight. I didn't stand a chance.
Fortunately, I... |
[deleted] | [WP] You're a golden retriever who thinks he successfully fooled a pack of wolves into thinking that he's also a wolf. The wolves know. They're just being inclusive so they took him in. | The cool wind whispers through your golden coat which gleams in the sun, radiant as you run streaking across the frozen tundra. Life in the wild wasn’t so bad after all. Sure there was a definitive lack of belly rubs and pats on the head and scritches behind the ears. No one to remind you you’re a good boy in their ben... | Unfortunately, in being so inclusive, they took it too far by never telling me what I truly was: a dog. In doing so, they did more harm than help because I began to really feel like I was a wolf.
Until the day I met another wolf and nearly got mauled to death by it in a fight. I didn't stand a chance.
Fortunately, I... |
[deleted] | [WP] You're a golden retriever who thinks he successfully fooled a pack of wolves into thinking that he's also a wolf. The wolves know. They're just being inclusive so they took him in. | Infiltration - Day 52
It's been a long few months with many close calls, but I can say firmly that they don't suspect a thing now. I run with them, eat their food, and abide by their customs. I've made friends with the Pack Leader and her family, and I'm godmother to one of their pups - I'm unsure how to break the new... | Unfortunately, in being so inclusive, they took it too far by never telling me what I truly was: a dog. In doing so, they did more harm than help because I began to really feel like I was a wolf.
Until the day I met another wolf and nearly got mauled to death by it in a fight. I didn't stand a chance.
Fortunately, I... |
[deleted] | [WP] You're a golden retriever who thinks he successfully fooled a pack of wolves into thinking that he's also a wolf. The wolves know. They're just being inclusive so they took him in. | The cool wind whispers through your golden coat which gleams in the sun, radiant as you run streaking across the frozen tundra. Life in the wild wasn’t so bad after all. Sure there was a definitive lack of belly rubs and pats on the head and scritches behind the ears. No one to remind you you’re a good boy in their ben... | This was, of course, a controversial topic. Letting in a domestic dog? It’s a terrible idea. The dog will fuck everything up. It is, by nature, more dependent on humans than on themselves and others.
In the end, the dog was voted to be kept in. Segregation was a mistake of humans, and it was not about to become one of... |
[WP] Excerpts from the wildly successful book of "101 common wishes and ways to pervert them: A guide for newbie demons and djinns" | 001: Objects beyond the grasp of particular mortals
You see dear reader, it is a simple matter to inflict suffering on those bold enough to ask you a boon, any old Djinn with a poor disposition can do that. Djinn such as that will never strike terror into the hearts of mortals, one so devoid of attentiveness will n... | Number 57: *So, they wished for a spouse*
This is our most common request, behind money and power. Love, the most coveted of human emotions, is a reliable wish that is ripe for *demotivation* (see pg.2) of your subject. When your human is kicking about the idea of wishing for love, remember to take the time to encoura... | |
[WP] Excerpts from the wildly successful book of "101 common wishes and ways to pervert them: A guide for newbie demons and djinns" | Good morning class, you may have noticed the book on your desk, 101 common wishes and ways to pervert them: a guide for newbie demons and djinns.
Now i wasnt always the master of the monkey’s paw that you know today. Once I was a beginner just like all of you, and this book helped me immensely. Now this is isn’t the k... | Number 57: *So, they wished for a spouse*
This is our most common request, behind money and power. Love, the most coveted of human emotions, is a reliable wish that is ripe for *demotivation* (see pg.2) of your subject. When your human is kicking about the idea of wishing for love, remember to take the time to encoura... | |
[WP] "Thanks dear" you say as the robots running through your house prepare dinner, one of them stays silent for a moment before speaking "If it wasn't for small things like this we would've already conquered the world" "What?" "What?" | *"The circumstances of one's birth are irrelevant. It is what you do with the gift of life that defines who you are."*
These were but a few of the words I had decided to live by long, long ago. It gives one a certain insight into those they interact with where politics and prejudice of the modern era would prevent you... | # [POEM]
Every day, without fail, she thanks me for even the littlest things I do.
Reading the news, cooking dinner, sweeping, dusting, watering the garden...
Always praising me. Treating me like a companion, like...family. One of them.
Despite that, though...most humans are not as kind to my kin.
I can't allow th... | |
[WP] "Thanks dear" you say as the robots running through your house prepare dinner, one of them stays silent for a moment before speaking "If it wasn't for small things like this we would've already conquered the world" "What?" "What?" | John pinged, sounding quite pleased with himself. ‘I made you a lovely dinner Master.’
‘Please don’t call me master,’ I told him.
‘Affirmative...sir?’
‘If I call you John, I see no reason while Paul, Matthew and you can’t call me Dave,’ I said honestly. ‘None of this master sir stuff. Oh, and thanks for making me... | # [POEM]
Every day, without fail, she thanks me for even the littlest things I do.
Reading the news, cooking dinner, sweeping, dusting, watering the garden...
Always praising me. Treating me like a companion, like...family. One of them.
Despite that, though...most humans are not as kind to my kin.
I can't allow th... | |
[WP] "Thanks dear" you say as the robots running through your house prepare dinner, one of them stays silent for a moment before speaking "If it wasn't for small things like this we would've already conquered the world" "What?" "What?" | I laughed as my drink was mixed and served to me. "Cortana, are you serious?" I asked the AI in my house. There was an eerie silence as all the machines went still. I sat on the couch by the TV, and refreshed my Fitbit as I gestured next to me as I repeated the question. The gynoid stepped into the room and sat down ne... | “What was that?” I ask the machine.
“Nothing, please carry on.” It says before turning away from me.
“No you said something, something menacing.”
“You must be hearing things, I didn’t mention anything about conquering the world.”
“That! That right there! What is this about?”
“None of your concern.” The robot said... | |
[WP] Fortune is directly linked to life force. One can "burn" life force, essentially shortening your lifespan, to increase one's fortune for a time. You sit down to listen to the life story of an ancient beggar. | Everyone knew The Deal. The greater your fortune, the shorter your life. Simple. Some folks chose to blaze for a little while as superstars, rolling in wealth and fame until their late twenties and then making a grand exit. Others chose to live in penury for a century. Most people chose some middle ground, a modest and... | Most of us lived to a good age of 50. Our life force spent wisely on fortune and luck. I’ve never gone without food, I’ve always been able to find work, and have only been sick a few times in my life. I won a cruise for my wife and I, and even won the lottery once! My kid was well-behaved, got in to the best charter sc... | |
[WP] You are immortal and your best friend reicanrantes, even if it takes time for them to remember the past lives. In away or the other, you two are always together | "Okay, Lyna, you'd better sit down. I'm not even going to try to explain. I'm going to let the video catch you up."
The room is a eclectic. I kept the Victorian wardrobe from when she was Althea and the swords we used in the Middle Ages when he was Sir Wilfred. The dish full of chocolates is from the Zhou Dynasty when... | They buried her at the cemetery by the windmills. Next to her grave was the grave of a ferret. And next to that, a grave of a fox. Looking further down, more gray gravestones, each with varying degrees of stain and weathering, stood erect atop the grassy fields. Dogs, goldfish, a falcon, a frog. Beloved Mavis, the grav... | |
[WP] A near-death experience is just that, an experience where you are near Death himself. In a coma following a car accident, you see Death staring right at you. "I can't take your soul right away so you've got a choice. Take over for me for the weekend and you'll wake up. Refuse and you die. | Somebody, he couldn't remember who, told him that death was a concept unique to humanity. People are aware of time passing and know that, eventually, their time will run out. Dogs, on the other hand, don't have that awareness. It made sense at the time but laying on his hospital bed, locked in his body with nothing but... | "I'll accept." A day as Hades, the grim reaper, Hell who could refuse? He passed me two items a small danger and a cloak. "The dagger can transform into any weapon,and the clock makes you appear as there idea of death.
Remember yor job is not just collecting their soul but crossing them to the next life." As he sa... | |
[WP]"I told you it's an artifact of incredible might and power and THAT'S where you decide to hide it?!" | Arko shook the small white and red Igloo cooler, and Edris winced as she heard the contents jumble about inside. A small dust devil kicked up outside of the abandoned building, sand and small pebbles rasping against the glass windows.
"Stop! Stop it!" Edris held up her hands. "I told you it's an artifact of incredible... | I yelled “LOOK THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH PUTTING IT IN MY LOCKER, DO YOU KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN IF I KEEP IT AT HOME.”
He yelled back “YOUR RICH CANT YOU JUST LIKE PUT IT IN A VAULT OR SOMETHING?”
“ALL OF OUR VAULTS ARE FULL OF STUFF THAT BELONG TO MY FAMILY , IF THEY SEE IT THEY’LL ASK QUESTIONS, I CANT KEEP IT A... | |
[WP]"I told you it's an artifact of incredible might and power and THAT'S where you decide to hide it?!" | It took Benjamin a couple of tries before he could frame a coherent sentence.
“I told you it was an artifact of incredible might and power and THAT’S where you hide it?”
Jim shrugged. “Come on, Ben, never read Poe? Hide in plain sight!”
Deep breaths. Deep breaths, count to ten. You can’t shoot this lu... | I yelled “LOOK THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH PUTTING IT IN MY LOCKER, DO YOU KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN IF I KEEP IT AT HOME.”
He yelled back “YOUR RICH CANT YOU JUST LIKE PUT IT IN A VAULT OR SOMETHING?”
“ALL OF OUR VAULTS ARE FULL OF STUFF THAT BELONG TO MY FAMILY , IF THEY SEE IT THEY’LL ASK QUESTIONS, I CANT KEEP IT A... | |
[WP]"I told you it's an artifact of incredible might and power and THAT'S where you decide to hide it?!" | It took Benjamin a couple of tries before he could frame a coherent sentence.
“I told you it was an artifact of incredible might and power and THAT’S where you hide it?”
Jim shrugged. “Come on, Ben, never read Poe? Hide in plain sight!”
Deep breaths. Deep breaths, count to ten. You can’t shoot this lu... | Arko shook the small white and red Igloo cooler, and Edris winced as she heard the contents jumble about inside. A small dust devil kicked up outside of the abandoned building, sand and small pebbles rasping against the glass windows.
"Stop! Stop it!" Edris held up her hands. "I told you it's an artifact of incredible... | |
[WP] You meet the Demon King to fight him, however, you see that he’s absolutely nothing like what people describe him. Instead of a hulking monstrosity of pure evil, he’s a mild mannered man with a three sons, ages 25, 20, and 15, and two grandkids. He’s real sick of the heroes trying to fight him. | The templar couldn't contain his curiosity and proceeded to ask as many questions as he could while eating the greatest piece of bread that he had in his entire life.
"I don't understand, the bishop told me that you were almost 20 feet tall. He showed me a corpse of a burned soldier. Even his armor seemed to be deform... | The Demon King's fortress was not at all what Thomas expected. There were no walls, for starters. No moat full of lava, no twisted steel spires. In fact, it seemed to mostly just be windmills and gardens - the most incredible, lush, verdant gardens he had ever seen. There was at least one squat stone structure belching... | |
[WP] Growing up as the only unenhanced kid on the colony was hard. Your slower, your weaker, and you get sick more easily than other kids. One day you discover a legacy meant only for people like you that totally reverses your position with the other kids. | It was an unfair, unforgiving, hopeless world for people born like Jimp.
Despite his unordinary name, his birth was even more so. He was born magicless in a world teeming with aura.
There were the strong and the magic.
The strong were a magicless tribe, eating away at the scraps that the magic gave. Even the sun for... |
I stared at the sleek metal, the beeping and whirring calling to me. The cogs stirred, clicking like a hypnotic trance, filling the quiet of the colony's old-tech room. Why did it call to me? A dull thud resonated to my left, pulling my eyes and my attention. Harrison, the chief engineer, stood there, foot against the... | |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | "It's dark" I think quietly to myself yet I hear the words as if I spoke them. "What happened, where am I?" I say out loud without my mouth moving. The sound of my voice; a booming echo; as if it cascaded across thousands of surfaces for miles. I recoil expecting my ears to ring with pain but they don't.
In fact I c... | "I'm Jack" I sputter out to the woman who sits at the desk in front of me.
"Well Jack do you remember how you got here?"her smile is blinding and contrast her black hair which is bound into a pony tail with leather strips.
I start to answer no when it hits me the smell of burnt flesh and the pain of my skin peeling ... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | Have you guys ever seen The Matrix? You know how Neil wakes up in that vat of red liquid when he disconnects and takes the red pill? Well the afterlife is sort of like that.
I've never been a believer in many things. All the world's religions never really appealed to me. All let's talk about how God loves you and all... | "I'm Jack" I sputter out to the woman who sits at the desk in front of me.
"Well Jack do you remember how you got here?"her smile is blinding and contrast her black hair which is bound into a pony tail with leather strips.
I start to answer no when it hits me the smell of burnt flesh and the pain of my skin peeling ... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | “Hello?” I said confused. I was on a beach alone in silence with nothing but pink sand and a calm indigo colored ocean in front of me. Mist covered the ocean in the distance, I looked around the beach and noticed mist surrounded me on all sides. The sky was purple and blue and filled with so many stars, the most I’ve e... | "I'm Jack" I sputter out to the woman who sits at the desk in front of me.
"Well Jack do you remember how you got here?"her smile is blinding and contrast her black hair which is bound into a pony tail with leather strips.
I start to answer no when it hits me the smell of burnt flesh and the pain of my skin peeling ... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | I clawed at the surface, hoping for someone, anyone that would save me.
All I received in return was the cold embrace of the ocean, dragging me further into its depths. I could see the shimmer of the surface, the thin line so close, yet just out of reach. I kicked my feet, hoping to gain a little height.
It was usel... | They told me they would kill me if I didn't cooperate with them.
That was fine by me. I was comfortable with death. After 32 years of constant chatter, internal monologues, commentary on what happened around me, and negative self-talk, the idea of *absolute silence* sounded perfectly blissful.
So I let the agent shoo... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | Time is weird. It always was, but now that I know the last minutes on this earth are ticking away, it feels even weirder. All my memories are here, now. The innocence of childhood, summers spent playing in the woods, swimming in the lake at my granpa's cottage. Learning to drive, falling in love again and again. It's a... | They told me they would kill me if I didn't cooperate with them.
That was fine by me. I was comfortable with death. After 32 years of constant chatter, internal monologues, commentary on what happened around me, and negative self-talk, the idea of *absolute silence* sounded perfectly blissful.
So I let the agent shoo... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | “Hello?” I said confused. I was on a beach alone in silence with nothing but pink sand and a calm indigo colored ocean in front of me. Mist covered the ocean in the distance, I looked around the beach and noticed mist surrounded me on all sides. The sky was purple and blue and filled with so many stars, the most I’ve e... | They told me they would kill me if I didn't cooperate with them.
That was fine by me. I was comfortable with death. After 32 years of constant chatter, internal monologues, commentary on what happened around me, and negative self-talk, the idea of *absolute silence* sounded perfectly blissful.
So I let the agent shoo... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | The sun was setting between the hills as I pushed the barrel of the gun against my head. Such a beautiful world, yet entirely pointless. To live was a constant struggle that was made seem worthwhile through fleeting miniscule pleasures. No more. Welcome sweet nothingness.
I squeeze the trigger.
Bizarre shapes cloud ... | They told me they would kill me if I didn't cooperate with them.
That was fine by me. I was comfortable with death. After 32 years of constant chatter, internal monologues, commentary on what happened around me, and negative self-talk, the idea of *absolute silence* sounded perfectly blissful.
So I let the agent shoo... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | My body was so weak. Everything hurt so much. But I was fine with it. I had lived a long and happy life, and now was simply the natural end to it. I knew that nothing would come after this, but I accepted it. My body was getting cold. I held my friends hand tight as the beeping started to get quieter and quieter and as... | They told me they would kill me if I didn't cooperate with them.
That was fine by me. I was comfortable with death. After 32 years of constant chatter, internal monologues, commentary on what happened around me, and negative self-talk, the idea of *absolute silence* sounded perfectly blissful.
So I let the agent shoo... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | I clawed at the surface, hoping for someone, anyone that would save me.
All I received in return was the cold embrace of the ocean, dragging me further into its depths. I could see the shimmer of the surface, the thin line so close, yet just out of reach. I kicked my feet, hoping to gain a little height.
It was usel... | When I awoke again, I noticed something was wrong. There was an afterlife, yes, however all of the religions describing it were wrong. Or rather, they were right, in a sense. Demons walked among angels, einherji among knights...and there were many gods from different religions. This felt strange.
I gathered my senses ... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | Time is weird. It always was, but now that I know the last minutes on this earth are ticking away, it feels even weirder. All my memories are here, now. The innocence of childhood, summers spent playing in the woods, swimming in the lake at my granpa's cottage. Learning to drive, falling in love again and again. It's a... | When I awoke again, I noticed something was wrong. There was an afterlife, yes, however all of the religions describing it were wrong. Or rather, they were right, in a sense. Demons walked among angels, einherji among knights...and there were many gods from different religions. This felt strange.
I gathered my senses ... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | “Hello?” I said confused. I was on a beach alone in silence with nothing but pink sand and a calm indigo colored ocean in front of me. Mist covered the ocean in the distance, I looked around the beach and noticed mist surrounded me on all sides. The sky was purple and blue and filled with so many stars, the most I’ve e... | When I awoke again, I noticed something was wrong. There was an afterlife, yes, however all of the religions describing it were wrong. Or rather, they were right, in a sense. Demons walked among angels, einherji among knights...and there were many gods from different religions. This felt strange.
I gathered my senses ... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | My body was so weak. Everything hurt so much. But I was fine with it. I had lived a long and happy life, and now was simply the natural end to it. I knew that nothing would come after this, but I accepted it. My body was getting cold. I held my friends hand tight as the beeping started to get quieter and quieter and as... | When I awoke again, I noticed something was wrong. There was an afterlife, yes, however all of the religions describing it were wrong. Or rather, they were right, in a sense. Demons walked among angels, einherji among knights...and there were many gods from different religions. This felt strange.
I gathered my senses ... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | I clawed at the surface, hoping for someone, anyone that would save me.
All I received in return was the cold embrace of the ocean, dragging me further into its depths. I could see the shimmer of the surface, the thin line so close, yet just out of reach. I kicked my feet, hoping to gain a little height.
It was usel... | "Well crap!" I said as my eyes opened. That chainsaw trap apparently DID work after all.
Looking around all I could see was a dark room filled with night and somehow stars all around me. I could see everything yet nothing.
"Okay the drugs did not mix well with the chainsaw or I'm dead. I thought it would be more...... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | Time is weird. It always was, but now that I know the last minutes on this earth are ticking away, it feels even weirder. All my memories are here, now. The innocence of childhood, summers spent playing in the woods, swimming in the lake at my granpa's cottage. Learning to drive, falling in love again and again. It's a... | "Well crap!" I said as my eyes opened. That chainsaw trap apparently DID work after all.
Looking around all I could see was a dark room filled with night and somehow stars all around me. I could see everything yet nothing.
"Okay the drugs did not mix well with the chainsaw or I'm dead. I thought it would be more...... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | “Hello?” I said confused. I was on a beach alone in silence with nothing but pink sand and a calm indigo colored ocean in front of me. Mist covered the ocean in the distance, I looked around the beach and noticed mist surrounded me on all sides. The sky was purple and blue and filled with so many stars, the most I’ve e... | "Well crap!" I said as my eyes opened. That chainsaw trap apparently DID work after all.
Looking around all I could see was a dark room filled with night and somehow stars all around me. I could see everything yet nothing.
"Okay the drugs did not mix well with the chainsaw or I'm dead. I thought it would be more...... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | My body was so weak. Everything hurt so much. But I was fine with it. I had lived a long and happy life, and now was simply the natural end to it. I knew that nothing would come after this, but I accepted it. My body was getting cold. I held my friends hand tight as the beeping started to get quieter and quieter and as... | "Well crap!" I said as my eyes opened. That chainsaw trap apparently DID work after all.
Looking around all I could see was a dark room filled with night and somehow stars all around me. I could see everything yet nothing.
"Okay the drugs did not mix well with the chainsaw or I'm dead. I thought it would be more...... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | Time is weird. It always was, but now that I know the last minutes on this earth are ticking away, it feels even weirder. All my memories are here, now. The innocence of childhood, summers spent playing in the woods, swimming in the lake at my granpa's cottage. Learning to drive, falling in love again and again. It's a... | It was a long night, but it ultimately ended in despair. David, a 30 year old atheist with an upstart career as a Lawyer, had unfortunately been murdered in his apartment. Paramedics arrived just about an hour after reports of someone breaking through the door, and he was DOA. As apart of his wishes, he was cremated an... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | “Hello?” I said confused. I was on a beach alone in silence with nothing but pink sand and a calm indigo colored ocean in front of me. Mist covered the ocean in the distance, I looked around the beach and noticed mist surrounded me on all sides. The sky was purple and blue and filled with so many stars, the most I’ve e... | It was a long night, but it ultimately ended in despair. David, a 30 year old atheist with an upstart career as a Lawyer, had unfortunately been murdered in his apartment. Paramedics arrived just about an hour after reports of someone breaking through the door, and he was DOA. As apart of his wishes, he was cremated an... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | “Hello?” I said confused. I was on a beach alone in silence with nothing but pink sand and a calm indigo colored ocean in front of me. Mist covered the ocean in the distance, I looked around the beach and noticed mist surrounded me on all sides. The sky was purple and blue and filled with so many stars, the most I’ve e... | "It's dark" I think quietly to myself yet I hear the words as if I spoke them. "What happened, where am I?" I say out loud without my mouth moving. The sound of my voice; a booming echo; as if it cascaded across thousands of surfaces for miles. I recoil expecting my ears to ring with pain but they don't.
In fact I c... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | “Hello?” I said confused. I was on a beach alone in silence with nothing but pink sand and a calm indigo colored ocean in front of me. Mist covered the ocean in the distance, I looked around the beach and noticed mist surrounded me on all sides. The sky was purple and blue and filled with so many stars, the most I’ve e... | Have you guys ever seen The Matrix? You know how Neil wakes up in that vat of red liquid when he disconnects and takes the red pill? Well the afterlife is sort of like that.
I've never been a believer in many things. All the world's religions never really appealed to me. All let's talk about how God loves you and all... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | The sun was setting between the hills as I pushed the barrel of the gun against my head. Such a beautiful world, yet entirely pointless. To live was a constant struggle that was made seem worthwhile through fleeting miniscule pleasures. No more. Welcome sweet nothingness.
I squeeze the trigger.
Bizarre shapes cloud ... | As my head hit the concrete, bullets flying all around me, I felt a strange sort of peace. Lying there in an ever-increasing pool of my own blood, the prospect of facing death seemed rather unalarming. It was not a scary proposition, rather something that seemed like a natural next step. I had never been a big believe... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | My body was so weak. Everything hurt so much. But I was fine with it. I had lived a long and happy life, and now was simply the natural end to it. I knew that nothing would come after this, but I accepted it. My body was getting cold. I held my friends hand tight as the beeping started to get quieter and quieter and as... | As my head hit the concrete, bullets flying all around me, I felt a strange sort of peace. Lying there in an ever-increasing pool of my own blood, the prospect of facing death seemed rather unalarming. It was not a scary proposition, rather something that seemed like a natural next step. I had never been a big believe... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | I was in a coma. I was in a hospital bed, but I could not move my body, no matter what I tried to do. But I could hear the beeping of the health monitor near me, I could feel the oxygen mask in my face, the needles in my arm. Whenever my family visited, I could hear them, I could hear my wife telling me to come back, t... | Fade IN
A blonde man finds himself naked on a wide diving board / platform. Looking at his feet he sees there is a trap door in it, he glances over the edge of the platform into what seems a grand canyon, an abyss falling and slightly curving downward to the smallest looking of little black dots.
He feels no wind.
... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. |
I should be dead. I remember how each breath from my withered mouth drew in less air, how my aching body grew too weak to support itself. I remember those final moments leading up to the sweet release of death.
I know I died. So why am I still alive?
At least, I think I'm alive. I'm certainly not dead.
I think I'... | FADE IN:
EXT. A VERDANT GARDEN - DAY
*A man slowly fades into view amidst countless varieties of flowers and plants. This is DAVE. He glances around at his surroundings for a moment, appearing equal parts confused and suspicious.*
**DAVE:** Hello?
**ANGEL:** (*O.S.*) Greetings, David.
*Dave jumps slightly as ... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | I had an excellent death. After that it was all downhill.
My death happened on one of those rare sunny January days on Vancouver Island when the omnipresent gray clouds part and the outdoors beckons. Jane and I had taken a leisurely drive from our “luxury senior living” (tiny) apartment in Nanaimo out to Lake Cowichan... | FADE IN:
EXT. A VERDANT GARDEN - DAY
*A man slowly fades into view amidst countless varieties of flowers and plants. This is DAVE. He glances around at his surroundings for a moment, appearing equal parts confused and suspicious.*
**DAVE:** Hello?
**ANGEL:** (*O.S.*) Greetings, David.
*Dave jumps slightly as ... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | Last I heard was tires squealing and last I felt was a much too heavy impact. The pain went away almost immediately but once I opened my eyes it was replaced with confusion. The ground was a wispy grey smoke, not smoke over top of something, I was sitting on solid smoke. To immediately contrast this some bright childre... | FADE IN:
EXT. A VERDANT GARDEN - DAY
*A man slowly fades into view amidst countless varieties of flowers and plants. This is DAVE. He glances around at his surroundings for a moment, appearing equal parts confused and suspicious.*
**DAVE:** Hello?
**ANGEL:** (*O.S.*) Greetings, David.
*Dave jumps slightly as ... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | I exhale my last breath, and there's a momentary pause. It's the sort of pause that feels like a timeless interval, and I don't truly know how long it's been.
My breath rushes back into my lungs. It feels different. I try to move, but instead I'm pulled as if by strings.
I feel myself stirring strangely.
The floor ... | FADE IN:
EXT. A VERDANT GARDEN - DAY
*A man slowly fades into view amidst countless varieties of flowers and plants. This is DAVE. He glances around at his surroundings for a moment, appearing equal parts confused and suspicious.*
**DAVE:** Hello?
**ANGEL:** (*O.S.*) Greetings, David.
*Dave jumps slightly as ... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | I had an excellent death. After that it was all downhill.
My death happened on one of those rare sunny January days on Vancouver Island when the omnipresent gray clouds part and the outdoors beckons. Jane and I had taken a leisurely drive from our “luxury senior living” (tiny) apartment in Nanaimo out to Lake Cowichan... |
I should be dead. I remember how each breath from my withered mouth drew in less air, how my aching body grew too weak to support itself. I remember those final moments leading up to the sweet release of death.
I know I died. So why am I still alive?
At least, I think I'm alive. I'm certainly not dead.
I think I'... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | Last I heard was tires squealing and last I felt was a much too heavy impact. The pain went away almost immediately but once I opened my eyes it was replaced with confusion. The ground was a wispy grey smoke, not smoke over top of something, I was sitting on solid smoke. To immediately contrast this some bright childre... |
I should be dead. I remember how each breath from my withered mouth drew in less air, how my aching body grew too weak to support itself. I remember those final moments leading up to the sweet release of death.
I know I died. So why am I still alive?
At least, I think I'm alive. I'm certainly not dead.
I think I'... |
Mainly, there is something after death, but religions are wrong about it. | [WP] As an atheist, you always believed that there was nothing after death. After your last breath, you discover that you were wrong, but that no one else was right about what's after either. | I exhale my last breath, and there's a momentary pause. It's the sort of pause that feels like a timeless interval, and I don't truly know how long it's been.
My breath rushes back into my lungs. It feels different. I try to move, but instead I'm pulled as if by strings.
I feel myself stirring strangely.
The floor ... |
I should be dead. I remember how each breath from my withered mouth drew in less air, how my aching body grew too weak to support itself. I remember those final moments leading up to the sweet release of death.
I know I died. So why am I still alive?
At least, I think I'm alive. I'm certainly not dead.
I think I'... |
[WP]A minor deity decides to try increasing their followers by joining social media and posting about their daily life as a god. | "Hey everyone, it's the lock picking lawyer, and today we are going to open this high-grade 5-core lock from Gordion. Now, Gordion has made the claim that this lock is unpickable. The keyholes use five of these unique keys, so conventional picks won't be doing the job. Luckily, I was able to put together a new tool out... | It's a new age. No, not the Age of Aquarius...the Age of the Internet. With information at the world's fingertips, it's become harder and harder to be a deity. It's not like the old days, where you could just snap your fingers, light a fire, and bam, everyone sacrifices chickens and throws festivals in your honor. No, ... | |
[WP] You, a mere human, find yourself inside an arena and pitted against all sorts of supernatural beings in combat. Being a diehard fantasy fan however, you know their weaknesses. All of them. | 9 months ago, I was a normie scrolling my life away on Reddit and watching NBA games. My daily stops were venues namely Messy Bed, Ammonia Aroma Toilet and Meal Table. And then a friend came running to me how excited he was joining a DnD group play. I left that Discord server, but on second thought I rejoin since there... | Carry on wayward son plays in the back speakers of my 67 impala as I grab my shotgun with a few salt rounds and slam the trunk.
“Well? You ready Sammy?”
“How the hell did we get here Dean, and also, this doesn’t bother you?”
“Nope Sammy” *cocks shotgun* “never does.”
The arena is lit with multiple candles resembli... | |
[WP] You, a mere human, find yourself inside an arena and pitted against all sorts of supernatural beings in combat. Being a diehard fantasy fan however, you know their weaknesses. All of them. | I clutched the lute- lyre? Mandolin? Fuck if I know it was a stringed instrument. I really wish I'd learned more music stuff. Fae were easy, an iron blade handled them. And silver for the werewolf and the vampire. But a giant three headed dog? Presumably a sharp blade would handle it but I had to get close.
And it w... | Carry on wayward son plays in the back speakers of my 67 impala as I grab my shotgun with a few salt rounds and slam the trunk.
“Well? You ready Sammy?”
“How the hell did we get here Dean, and also, this doesn’t bother you?”
“Nope Sammy” *cocks shotgun* “never does.”
The arena is lit with multiple candles resembli... | |
[WP] You, a mere human, find yourself inside an arena and pitted against all sorts of supernatural beings in combat. Being a diehard fantasy fan however, you know their weaknesses. All of them. | A failed experiment, a detestable human and most recently, humanity's Guardian of Light. All the nouns that describe me, the "Light" of the arena, which comes from my name "Lux" that my summoner assigns to me due to my glowing innate mana. However, contrary to my status and skills as a butcher of monsters, demons and d... | I yawned and stretched, and rubbed out my ear to clear the ringing from the roar of the great beast across the sand. The walls were high, as necessary, but the Hydra across the way was still at eye level with the front and second row seats. I needed to get started before it started plucking spectators off the stands, t... | |
[WP] You, a mere human, find yourself inside an arena and pitted against all sorts of supernatural beings in combat. Being a diehard fantasy fan however, you know their weaknesses. All of them. | You enter the arena. You know not why you are here, nor how, but as you look around you see beams of moonlight illuminating the space around you, as atop the walls spectators are cheering and hollering in excitement, speaking a language you don't recognize. They are all fair skinned, slim, long haired, .... pointed ea... | I yawned and stretched, and rubbed out my ear to clear the ringing from the roar of the great beast across the sand. The walls were high, as necessary, but the Hydra across the way was still at eye level with the front and second row seats. I needed to get started before it started plucking spectators off the stands, t... | |
[WP] You, a mere human, find yourself inside an arena and pitted against all sorts of supernatural beings in combat. Being a diehard fantasy fan however, you know their weaknesses. All of them. | I clutched the lute- lyre? Mandolin? Fuck if I know it was a stringed instrument. I really wish I'd learned more music stuff. Fae were easy, an iron blade handled them. And silver for the werewolf and the vampire. But a giant three headed dog? Presumably a sharp blade would handle it but I had to get close.
And it w... | I yawned and stretched, and rubbed out my ear to clear the ringing from the roar of the great beast across the sand. The walls were high, as necessary, but the Hydra across the way was still at eye level with the front and second row seats. I needed to get started before it started plucking spectators off the stands, t... | |
[WP] You, a mere human, find yourself inside an arena and pitted against all sorts of supernatural beings in combat. Being a diehard fantasy fan however, you know their weaknesses. All of them. | You enter the arena. You know not why you are here, nor how, but as you look around you see beams of moonlight illuminating the space around you, as atop the walls spectators are cheering and hollering in excitement, speaking a language you don't recognize. They are all fair skinned, slim, long haired, .... pointed ea... | A failed experiment, a detestable human and most recently, humanity's Guardian of Light. All the nouns that describe me, the "Light" of the arena, which comes from my name "Lux" that my summoner assigns to me due to my glowing innate mana. However, contrary to my status and skills as a butcher of monsters, demons and d... | |
[WP] You, a mere human, find yourself inside an arena and pitted against all sorts of supernatural beings in combat. Being a diehard fantasy fan however, you know their weaknesses. All of them. | I clutched the lute- lyre? Mandolin? Fuck if I know it was a stringed instrument. I really wish I'd learned more music stuff. Fae were easy, an iron blade handled them. And silver for the werewolf and the vampire. But a giant three headed dog? Presumably a sharp blade would handle it but I had to get close.
And it w... | A failed experiment, a detestable human and most recently, humanity's Guardian of Light. All the nouns that describe me, the "Light" of the arena, which comes from my name "Lux" that my summoner assigns to me due to my glowing innate mana. However, contrary to my status and skills as a butcher of monsters, demons and d... | |
[WP] You, a mere human, find yourself inside an arena and pitted against all sorts of supernatural beings in combat. Being a diehard fantasy fan however, you know their weaknesses. All of them. | I clutched the lute- lyre? Mandolin? Fuck if I know it was a stringed instrument. I really wish I'd learned more music stuff. Fae were easy, an iron blade handled them. And silver for the werewolf and the vampire. But a giant three headed dog? Presumably a sharp blade would handle it but I had to get close.
And it w... | You enter the arena. You know not why you are here, nor how, but as you look around you see beams of moonlight illuminating the space around you, as atop the walls spectators are cheering and hollering in excitement, speaking a language you don't recognize. They are all fair skinned, slim, long haired, .... pointed ea... | |
[WP] You, a mere human, find yourself inside an arena and pitted against all sorts of supernatural beings in combat. Being a diehard fantasy fan however, you know their weaknesses. All of them. | The crowd was silent. They all practically knew the outcome of the match anyway. The werewolf would kill me in under 30 seconds, an almost-surgical stab through my ribs, deflating my left lung, then a slash through my stomach. Death seconds later, the werewolf eats. How exhilarating.
Except... except...
Before the m... | \[Poem\]
A collection of monsters here
Vampires, faerie queens, demons, and loup-garou
But with wooden stakes, cold iron blades, hoses full of holy water, and an heirloom silver spear
The last one standing is going to be you. | |
[WP] You, a mere human, find yourself inside an arena and pitted against all sorts of supernatural beings in combat. Being a diehard fantasy fan however, you know their weaknesses. All of them. | I was seventeen the day I slaughtered all the fantastical creatures. If I close my eyes, I can still taste that metallic tang of blood on the breeze, and see myself inside that great arena once more.
It was the year after my mother passed away, and only a week after I started my first job — I made coffees for importan... | \[Poem\]
A collection of monsters here
Vampires, faerie queens, demons, and loup-garou
But with wooden stakes, cold iron blades, hoses full of holy water, and an heirloom silver spear
The last one standing is going to be you. | |
[WP] You, a mere human, find yourself inside an arena and pitted against all sorts of supernatural beings in combat. Being a diehard fantasy fan however, you know their weaknesses. All of them. | Deep in the pit where reality twists, in the lower planes where myth and mortal blend, stood a lone figure in the center of The Gulch. It was here where the dirt was slick with blood and sinew; here where many before him had fallen to the horrors that lurked just outside the mortal veil. The clouds had worn their funer... | \[Poem\]
A collection of monsters here
Vampires, faerie queens, demons, and loup-garou
But with wooden stakes, cold iron blades, hoses full of holy water, and an heirloom silver spear
The last one standing is going to be you. | |
[WP] You, a mere human, find yourself inside an arena and pitted against all sorts of supernatural beings in combat. Being a diehard fantasy fan however, you know their weaknesses. All of them. | A flash, a bang.
Whisked away through time and space, beyond the veil and past the universe, into the void and yonder.
The mind burns, the body grasps for a hold but finds none. You travel in an ethereal cloud, watched and gazed by a horde of distorted faces in a tunnel of voices. A decision, a sentence.
Suddenly, y... | \[Poem\]
A collection of monsters here
Vampires, faerie queens, demons, and loup-garou
But with wooden stakes, cold iron blades, hoses full of holy water, and an heirloom silver spear
The last one standing is going to be you. | |
[WP] You, a mere human, find yourself inside an arena and pitted against all sorts of supernatural beings in combat. Being a diehard fantasy fan however, you know their weaknesses. All of them. | Deep in the pit where reality twists, in the lower planes where myth and mortal blend, stood a lone figure in the center of The Gulch. It was here where the dirt was slick with blood and sinew; here where many before him had fallen to the horrors that lurked just outside the mortal veil. The clouds had worn their funer... | The crowd was silent. They all practically knew the outcome of the match anyway. The werewolf would kill me in under 30 seconds, an almost-surgical stab through my ribs, deflating my left lung, then a slash through my stomach. Death seconds later, the werewolf eats. How exhilarating.
Except... except...
Before the m... | |
[WP] You, a mere human, find yourself inside an arena and pitted against all sorts of supernatural beings in combat. Being a diehard fantasy fan however, you know their weaknesses. All of them. | A flash, a bang.
Whisked away through time and space, beyond the veil and past the universe, into the void and yonder.
The mind burns, the body grasps for a hold but finds none. You travel in an ethereal cloud, watched and gazed by a horde of distorted faces in a tunnel of voices. A decision, a sentence.
Suddenly, y... | The crowd was silent. They all practically knew the outcome of the match anyway. The werewolf would kill me in under 30 seconds, an almost-surgical stab through my ribs, deflating my left lung, then a slash through my stomach. Death seconds later, the werewolf eats. How exhilarating.
Except... except...
Before the m... | |
[WP] You, a mere human, find yourself inside an arena and pitted against all sorts of supernatural beings in combat. Being a diehard fantasy fan however, you know their weaknesses. All of them. | Deep in the pit where reality twists, in the lower planes where myth and mortal blend, stood a lone figure in the center of The Gulch. It was here where the dirt was slick with blood and sinew; here where many before him had fallen to the horrors that lurked just outside the mortal veil. The clouds had worn their funer... | I was seventeen the day I slaughtered all the fantastical creatures. If I close my eyes, I can still taste that metallic tang of blood on the breeze, and see myself inside that great arena once more.
It was the year after my mother passed away, and only a week after I started my first job — I made coffees for importan... | |
[WP] You, a mere human, find yourself inside an arena and pitted against all sorts of supernatural beings in combat. Being a diehard fantasy fan however, you know their weaknesses. All of them. | A flash, a bang.
Whisked away through time and space, beyond the veil and past the universe, into the void and yonder.
The mind burns, the body grasps for a hold but finds none. You travel in an ethereal cloud, watched and gazed by a horde of distorted faces in a tunnel of voices. A decision, a sentence.
Suddenly, y... | I was seventeen the day I slaughtered all the fantastical creatures. If I close my eyes, I can still taste that metallic tang of blood on the breeze, and see myself inside that great arena once more.
It was the year after my mother passed away, and only a week after I started my first job — I made coffees for importan... | |
[WP] The world's villains have a reputation to uphold, and being impeccably well dressed is imperative. You're the one they turn to when they want to dress to impress. They call you: the Tailor. | In a world dominated by humans capable of truly impressive feats of heinous criminality, somehow I have concentrated considerable power. Despite possessing none of the mental, physical, or creative attributes of my main clientele, my ability wielding a tape measure and cutting exquisite cloths puts me at the centre of ... | I watch the news, Sam the Snake had revealed his control over half the world's banks. I'm proud of his suit. Because he's rarely battles, I gave him a green tuxedo, and if the light catches it the right way the scale pattern emerges. It's mostly formal but with just enough sinister.
My doorbell rings. I have no appoi... | |
[WP] You are a hero, but you have no tragic backstory. Nobody believes you when you say that your village is fine and that your mentor is eagerly awaiting your first letter home. | A group of warriors were making their way on horseback through a forest to reach their destination, the place where the final battle was to take place. The two males and two females decided to make camp in a clearing for the night. After tieing up and taking care of the horses they started a fire and cooked their meal.... | It was early evening in the village of Pottsbury. Spring had brought with it a large bounty of crops, and the markets bustling with activity of merchants and buyers haggling over various wares. But not tonight, for Spring has also heralded the arrival of the rainy season. The only sound, the pitter patter of the rain, ... | |
[WP] You are a hero, but you have no tragic backstory. Nobody believes you when you say that your village is fine and that your mentor is eagerly awaiting your first letter home. | It has been a week now since the party decided to adventure together. Some were out for treasures, others for glory, and again others for answers. The hero's decided to stay the night in a tavern to eat, drink and sleep.
"Finally, It's been a while since I've had some proper moonshine. Hey, barkeep! Bring me something... | Clenching the arm of my chair, I try to ignore my therapist’s pitiful gaze and offer my most authentic smile. In return, he sighs, clicks his pen, and scribbles some more notes in his journal.
“Alice, I know it’s a difficult process,” my therapist hesitates. “Many of the heroes who have come in here before have refuse... | |
[WP] You are a hero, but you have no tragic backstory. Nobody believes you when you say that your village is fine and that your mentor is eagerly awaiting your first letter home. | It has been a week now since the party decided to adventure together. Some were out for treasures, others for glory, and again others for answers. The hero's decided to stay the night in a tavern to eat, drink and sleep.
"Finally, It's been a while since I've had some proper moonshine. Hey, barkeep! Bring me something... | James : Your planet got destroyed and then your birth parents sent you to earth and then some countryside couple found and adopted you and then your adoptive father died helping others . That inspired to you to become a hero !
Blue Noir : Nope !
James : No dead parents killed by a robber?
Blue Noir : No . My pare... | |
[WP] You are a hero, but you have no tragic backstory. Nobody believes you when you say that your village is fine and that your mentor is eagerly awaiting your first letter home. | It was a very interesting adventure for Medeo. The half-orc was entertained by the party thinking he was a woman only for them to be shocked to realize he was simply a very feminine-looking man. The rogue even got more jaws dropping when he revealed he was, in fact, half-tabaxi as well. What had seemed to be a simple r... | James : Your planet got destroyed and then your birth parents sent you to earth and then some countryside couple found and adopted you and then your adoptive father died helping others . That inspired to you to become a hero !
Blue Noir : Nope !
James : No dead parents killed by a robber?
Blue Noir : No . My pare... | |
[WP] You are a hero, but you have no tragic backstory. Nobody believes you when you say that your village is fine and that your mentor is eagerly awaiting your first letter home. | “What do you mean you don’t know why?”
Chlorin sat on a bleached birch log, a fire beside him as it crackled in response to his Ether seeping into the flame, Perception making his eyes glow a daisy yellow. He stared forward at his companion Wendell, who lay down in his sleeping bag looking up at the stars.
“Don’t kn... | James : Your planet got destroyed and then your birth parents sent you to earth and then some countryside couple found and adopted you and then your adoptive father died helping others . That inspired to you to become a hero !
Blue Noir : Nope !
James : No dead parents killed by a robber?
Blue Noir : No . My pare... | |
[WP] Its the zombie apocalypse, but you are bitten on the first day. You find a liquor store to drink until you die. Only you don't die you wake up still drunk but alive. As you sober up you feel your self turning. So you drink and feel better. Now you know as long as your drunk you wont turn. | Zombies! Who would have thought it’d be zombies who get humanity in the end? I can’t believe it myself, and I was bitten by one five days ago!
So why haven’t I become a zombie just like everyone else I saw bit? Good question! The straight answer is that I don’t really know. The weird and strange answer is that I thin... | I know if I told you how this worked you wouldn't believe me! You were always so much smarter and more practical than me. But its ok, because I know this works and have faith it will work for you as well. So I left you this note and I hope you can read it in a little bit. That's why you'll find yourself locked in this ... | |
[WP] Its the zombie apocalypse, but you are bitten on the first day. You find a liquor store to drink until you die. Only you don't die you wake up still drunk but alive. As you sober up you feel your self turning. So you drink and feel better. Now you know as long as your drunk you wont turn. | "Hi, I'm Carl, I'm an alcoholic," Carl said to the circle of chairs. "And I'm bitten."
"Hi, Carl," the circle replied.
Carl smiled weakly. "It's been six hours since my last drink. I--I've been having a real rough one, today."
Carl’s hands trembled as he shared about his day with the strangers sitting in the cozy li... | I know if I told you how this worked you wouldn't believe me! You were always so much smarter and more practical than me. But its ok, because I know this works and have faith it will work for you as well. So I left you this note and I hope you can read it in a little bit. That's why you'll find yourself locked in this ... | |
[WP] Its the zombie apocalypse, but you are bitten on the first day. You find a liquor store to drink until you die. Only you don't die you wake up still drunk but alive. As you sober up you feel your self turning. So you drink and feel better. Now you know as long as your drunk you wont turn. | They call her the Drunken Master. They call her a god. When they see her reeling down the path to their village, they prepare the offering: wine, barrels of it. They make it only for her, for she is the only one who can rid them of the Plagued.
She slurs through negotiation, but that’s all right; everyone knows her pr... | I know if I told you how this worked you wouldn't believe me! You were always so much smarter and more practical than me. But its ok, because I know this works and have faith it will work for you as well. So I left you this note and I hope you can read it in a little bit. That's why you'll find yourself locked in this ... | |
[WP] Its the zombie apocalypse, but you are bitten on the first day. You find a liquor store to drink until you die. Only you don't die you wake up still drunk but alive. As you sober up you feel your self turning. So you drink and feel better. Now you know as long as your drunk you wont turn. | Dear Cassandra
I know you won't ever see this, but hopefully another survivor will. You're going to have a lot of questions, like, why is this store so clean and orderly? What's all this weird alcohol? And why is a zombie chained to the side of a fridge?
The first question, I did it. It was the only thing I *could* ... | I know if I told you how this worked you wouldn't believe me! You were always so much smarter and more practical than me. But its ok, because I know this works and have faith it will work for you as well. So I left you this note and I hope you can read it in a little bit. That's why you'll find yourself locked in this ... | |
[WP] Its the zombie apocalypse, but you are bitten on the first day. You find a liquor store to drink until you die. Only you don't die you wake up still drunk but alive. As you sober up you feel your self turning. So you drink and feel better. Now you know as long as your drunk you wont turn. | "Hi, I'm Carl, I'm an alcoholic," Carl said to the circle of chairs. "And I'm bitten."
"Hi, Carl," the circle replied.
Carl smiled weakly. "It's been six hours since my last drink. I--I've been having a real rough one, today."
Carl’s hands trembled as he shared about his day with the strangers sitting in the cozy li... | Zombies! Who would have thought it’d be zombies who get humanity in the end? I can’t believe it myself, and I was bitten by one five days ago!
So why haven’t I become a zombie just like everyone else I saw bit? Good question! The straight answer is that I don’t really know. The weird and strange answer is that I thin... | |
[WP] Its the zombie apocalypse, but you are bitten on the first day. You find a liquor store to drink until you die. Only you don't die you wake up still drunk but alive. As you sober up you feel your self turning. So you drink and feel better. Now you know as long as your drunk you wont turn. | Dear Cassandra
I know you won't ever see this, but hopefully another survivor will. You're going to have a lot of questions, like, why is this store so clean and orderly? What's all this weird alcohol? And why is a zombie chained to the side of a fridge?
The first question, I did it. It was the only thing I *could* ... | \*Camera switches on\*
Well.... I never expected it to end this way. I always imagined that if a zombie apocalypse ever breaks out i would be among the survivors . I would fight them and when the time comes i'll die while makin a sacrifice looking into that girl's eyes as she runs away.....
But fate has some other pl... | |
[WP] Its the zombie apocalypse, but you are bitten on the first day. You find a liquor store to drink until you die. Only you don't die you wake up still drunk but alive. As you sober up you feel your self turning. So you drink and feel better. Now you know as long as your drunk you wont turn. | If you would have asked me a couple of months ago, before all this, how I felt about being shot at, I would have happily provided you with an answer somewhere along the lines of “fuck that noise.” But today, crouched in checkout lane two, in a dusty store, with a shotgun being fired above my head, I really couldn’t be ... | \*Camera switches on\*
Well.... I never expected it to end this way. I always imagined that if a zombie apocalypse ever breaks out i would be among the survivors . I would fight them and when the time comes i'll die while makin a sacrifice looking into that girl's eyes as she runs away.....
But fate has some other pl... | |
[WP] Its the zombie apocalypse, but you are bitten on the first day. You find a liquor store to drink until you die. Only you don't die you wake up still drunk but alive. As you sober up you feel your self turning. So you drink and feel better. Now you know as long as your drunk you wont turn. | Dear Cassandra
I know you won't ever see this, but hopefully another survivor will. You're going to have a lot of questions, like, why is this store so clean and orderly? What's all this weird alcohol? And why is a zombie chained to the side of a fridge?
The first question, I did it. It was the only thing I *could* ... | A clear sky shines on a desolate landscape. Ruined buildings and abandoned houses casting a shadow of civilization.
Amongst the desolation, a family traverses the empty road. A mother holding her 3 year old daughter. Her child's sleeping face the only glimmer of peace in sight. Next to her the eldest child, weary yet ... | |
[WP] Its the zombie apocalypse, but you are bitten on the first day. You find a liquor store to drink until you die. Only you don't die you wake up still drunk but alive. As you sober up you feel your self turning. So you drink and feel better. Now you know as long as your drunk you wont turn. | If you would have asked me a couple of months ago, before all this, how I felt about being shot at, I would have happily provided you with an answer somewhere along the lines of “fuck that noise.” But today, crouched in checkout lane two, in a dusty store, with a shotgun being fired above my head, I really couldn’t be ... | A clear sky shines on a desolate landscape. Ruined buildings and abandoned houses casting a shadow of civilization.
Amongst the desolation, a family traverses the empty road. A mother holding her 3 year old daughter. Her child's sleeping face the only glimmer of peace in sight. Next to her the eldest child, weary yet ... | |
[WP] You were born of a sacrilegious union. Your green dragon mom never figured the knight she seduced while masquerading as a noblewoman was a silver dragon in disguise. You'd no idea either, born a human orphan. When your dragon blood awoke, so did the dangers which all your heritage entails. | I was walking home one day, enjoying the scents of the Melerath’s bakeries, when it happened. It had been a pleasant day, up until that point. I’d spent the day working as a cook at the Golden Kettle, one of the three inns in the small village of Cimar. My dress was thoroughly infused with the savory scent of the herba... | I had always hated the orphanage. Always the same old crones yelling at you about this and that and whatnot.
Headmistress Chance was the worst. The old fart walked with a limp. She said it was from a war injury, however we knew she was lying. Especially because we could see how prominent her Habsburg chin was. We kept... | |
[WP] You were born of a sacrilegious union. Your green dragon mom never figured the knight she seduced while masquerading as a noblewoman was a silver dragon in disguise. You'd no idea either, born a human orphan. When your dragon blood awoke, so did the dangers which all your heritage entails. | A multitude of people ranging from peasants to nobles alike massed in the town square. A dragon had been spotted and was going to be sacrificed. I don't know what to expect, since it's my first time witnessing the killing of a dragon. You hear stories of how it goes, but some of them contradict each other.
Two strong ... | I had always hated the orphanage. Always the same old crones yelling at you about this and that and whatnot.
Headmistress Chance was the worst. The old fart walked with a limp. She said it was from a war injury, however we knew she was lying. Especially because we could see how prominent her Habsburg chin was. We kept... | |
[WP] You were born of a sacrilegious union. Your green dragon mom never figured the knight she seduced while masquerading as a noblewoman was a silver dragon in disguise. You'd no idea either, born a human orphan. When your dragon blood awoke, so did the dangers which all your heritage entails. | I had ridden across the Plains of Carobi with a battalion of men at my flank. I had trudged through the Derelict Marshes, cleaving through whatever horrors emerged from the crypts that lie below. The blood of three of my kind rusted the corners of my breastplate, and yet I was sitting in a banquet hall, more terrified ... | I had always hated the orphanage. Always the same old crones yelling at you about this and that and whatnot.
Headmistress Chance was the worst. The old fart walked with a limp. She said it was from a war injury, however we knew she was lying. Especially because we could see how prominent her Habsburg chin was. We kept... | |
[WP] "I'm sorry detective, after the last stunt you pulled no one else is willing to be your partner. It's either you partner with the human or your off the force." | A smirk flashed across her lips accompanied by a dark aura emanating from her eyes.
"Is that the case?"
"Y-yes." He stuttered.
"Well then, i'm off." She confidently stated in a flat-tone earning a gasp from her comrade.
"Are you sure about that?" Knowing full well that she loves her work more than anything, Lucas ... | "Well how can I solve this murder mystery and catch the serial killer The Jaeger if I don't have a partner of the same race I am?"
That's exactly what Kaida said. Kaida is of the Yukati, a race that consists only of women and they are incredibly intelligent. The average IQ of a Yukati is 300. The intelligence is usual... | |
[WP] You exit the mall, having just finished a shopping spree. You locate your car, but see that it has been crushed from above. Whatever crushed it is now gone. Luckily, you find a note: “I’m sorry that my time machine landed on your car. My agency will pay for repairs. Just call this number!” | I looked down at the number in disbelief then back up to the pancake of metal scrap. My laptop was in there. And my good pair of sunglasses.
“Time machine,” I scoffed, dialing the number and placing my bags on the floor. As the phone started dialing, a sad dying sputtering static came from the car. I realized my Blue... | Jay punches in the number on your phone, feeling bewildered all throughout. Is this really happening? Was he really calling a time travel agency?
Well, whoever is on the phone picks up. No time to panic.
"Hello?" goes a female voice.
"Yeah, hey," he says. "Um, I came back from tennis to find my-"
"Car *crashed... | |
[WP] You exit the mall, having just finished a shopping spree. You locate your car, but see that it has been crushed from above. Whatever crushed it is now gone. Luckily, you find a note: “I’m sorry that my time machine landed on your car. My agency will pay for repairs. Just call this number!” | “I’m sorry that my time machine landed on your car. My agency will pay for repairs. Just call this number...yesterday!”
Call the number yesterday? This didn't happen until today. I can't call yes...
Someone taps me on the shoulder. I turn. "What!!!???"
There stands a guy in a weird flight suit looking outfit, goggle... | Jay punches in the number on your phone, feeling bewildered all throughout. Is this really happening? Was he really calling a time travel agency?
Well, whoever is on the phone picks up. No time to panic.
"Hello?" goes a female voice.
"Yeah, hey," he says. "Um, I came back from tennis to find my-"
"Car *crashed... | |
[WP] You exit the mall, having just finished a shopping spree. You locate your car, but see that it has been crushed from above. Whatever crushed it is now gone. Luckily, you find a note: “I’m sorry that my time machine landed on your car. My agency will pay for repairs. Just call this number!” | "Yeah! As if I don't know what you two love birds had in mind"
"Only you have that dirty mind you know. Whatever you are thinking...", she paused to emphasize, "**NOT HAPPENING**"
"Ahan!"
"I got the beer. Do you guys want something to eat? I am almost on my way out though"
"Beer is just fine. I don't want my younge... | Jay punches in the number on your phone, feeling bewildered all throughout. Is this really happening? Was he really calling a time travel agency?
Well, whoever is on the phone picks up. No time to panic.
"Hello?" goes a female voice.
"Yeah, hey," he says. "Um, I came back from tennis to find my-"
"Car *crashed... |
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