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(This *does* imply that you can hear the laugh track, but who knows whether the show's regulars would be aware of it.) | [WP] You're mysteriously trapped in a cheesy sitcom with a seemingly random laugh track. After a string of murders, it becomes apparent that the laugh track signals when the killer is near. | I am awakened by the end of a catchy tune. There used to be 13, now there are 3.
There has been a murder every night since I've become trapped in this weird hell. I seem to be in a TV show, but with less beautiful women. I seem to be the only one really affected by these occurrences. The other people - no, the other ... | The parking garage is dead silent. Every car you pass is the same car over and over. The lights of this dilapidated structure flicker on and off. You look around nervously to begin with, but you begin to pick up your pace.
Now you're jogging. "Harold, that's a tomato, not a potato..."
"What's the difference?" There it... |
(This *does* imply that you can hear the laugh track, but who knows whether the show's regulars would be aware of it.) | [WP] You're mysteriously trapped in a cheesy sitcom with a seemingly random laugh track. After a string of murders, it becomes apparent that the laugh track signals when the killer is near. | "Oh, dear god," Joe thought. "I've killed another one."
The laughter in Joe's head reached new heights after the explosion. He had no idea that turning on the gas of his stove would, through a series of Rube Goldberg style interactions, cause an explosion next door.
How many was this now? Six? No, Seven.
Joe remembe... | The parking garage is dead silent. Every car you pass is the same car over and over. The lights of this dilapidated structure flicker on and off. You look around nervously to begin with, but you begin to pick up your pace.
Now you're jogging. "Harold, that's a tomato, not a potato..."
"What's the difference?" There it... |
(This *does* imply that you can hear the laugh track, but who knows whether the show's regulars would be aware of it.) | [WP] You're mysteriously trapped in a cheesy sitcom with a seemingly random laugh track. After a string of murders, it becomes apparent that the laugh track signals when the killer is near. | I am awakened by the end of a catchy tune. There used to be 13, now there are 3.
There has been a murder every night since I've become trapped in this weird hell. I seem to be in a TV show, but with less beautiful women. I seem to be the only one really affected by these occurrences. The other people - no, the other ... | My head pounds. I sit up, wincing at the bright light. My vision clears and I see the room around me. I’m lying on a bed in a room that is horribly outdated. The obnoxious floral bedding, popcorn ceiling, and brass fixtures suggest the room hasn't been updated since the 80’s. I glance down and my heart stops. I look li... |
(This *does* imply that you can hear the laugh track, but who knows whether the show's regulars would be aware of it.) | [WP] You're mysteriously trapped in a cheesy sitcom with a seemingly random laugh track. After a string of murders, it becomes apparent that the laugh track signals when the killer is near. | I am awakened by the end of a catchy tune. There used to be 13, now there are 3.
There has been a murder every night since I've become trapped in this weird hell. I seem to be in a TV show, but with less beautiful women. I seem to be the only one really affected by these occurrences. The other people - no, the other ... | I’m not a patterns guy. Maybe some people would have figured it out in less than two hundred episodes, but I didn’t. In my defense, I don’t think a lot of people would have handled being inside a sitcom for ten seasons as well as I have, so that’s okay.
Anyways, I was talking to Barry about chicks or parenthood or so... |
(This *does* imply that you can hear the laugh track, but who knows whether the show's regulars would be aware of it.) | [WP] You're mysteriously trapped in a cheesy sitcom with a seemingly random laugh track. After a string of murders, it becomes apparent that the laugh track signals when the killer is near. | Last week I was hit by a car
It struck me, my head hit a bar
I fell in a ditch
My vision like pitch
The sirens I heard from afar
To the hospital I was sent
This bill's not as bad as my rent!
The nurse is quite pretty
but I don't know to which city
the ambulance carrying me w... | My skin began to crawl as I heard the maniacal laughter that I had become so familiar with. It reverberated against the walls of the room, seemingly coming from everywhere. My arms tensed up as I grabbed the baseball bat that was leaning against the couch.
The killer was known for being up close and personal with his... |
(This *does* imply that you can hear the laugh track, but who knows whether the show's regulars would be aware of it.) | [WP] You're mysteriously trapped in a cheesy sitcom with a seemingly random laugh track. After a string of murders, it becomes apparent that the laugh track signals when the killer is near. | "Oh, dear god," Joe thought. "I've killed another one."
The laughter in Joe's head reached new heights after the explosion. He had no idea that turning on the gas of his stove would, through a series of Rube Goldberg style interactions, cause an explosion next door.
How many was this now? Six? No, Seven.
Joe remembe... | My skin began to crawl as I heard the maniacal laughter that I had become so familiar with. It reverberated against the walls of the room, seemingly coming from everywhere. My arms tensed up as I grabbed the baseball bat that was leaning against the couch.
The killer was known for being up close and personal with his... |
(This *does* imply that you can hear the laugh track, but who knows whether the show's regulars would be aware of it.) | [WP] You're mysteriously trapped in a cheesy sitcom with a seemingly random laugh track. After a string of murders, it becomes apparent that the laugh track signals when the killer is near. | The office is in a frenzy. My sergeants are practically tripping over themselves as they exchange their theories. Typewritten reports fly. A freshly brewed pot of coffee spills. It’s crazy what a little rumor of federal involvement can do to a green-as-grass police department. Our little Colorado town hasn’t seen this ... | My skin began to crawl as I heard the maniacal laughter that I had become so familiar with. It reverberated against the walls of the room, seemingly coming from everywhere. My arms tensed up as I grabbed the baseball bat that was leaning against the couch.
The killer was known for being up close and personal with his... |
(This *does* imply that you can hear the laugh track, but who knows whether the show's regulars would be aware of it.) | [WP] You're mysteriously trapped in a cheesy sitcom with a seemingly random laugh track. After a string of murders, it becomes apparent that the laugh track signals when the killer is near. | The door opens, propelled by Joe’s body weight, and meets the plain wall, scratched from an inestimable number of similar incidents, causing a loud but hollow *thud* that rips me away from the paper. My jolt of fright trickles coffee over the morning's headline. As if they are a single unit, the handle pulls the small ... | My skin began to crawl as I heard the maniacal laughter that I had become so familiar with. It reverberated against the walls of the room, seemingly coming from everywhere. My arms tensed up as I grabbed the baseball bat that was leaning against the couch.
The killer was known for being up close and personal with his... |
(This *does* imply that you can hear the laugh track, but who knows whether the show's regulars would be aware of it.) | [WP] You're mysteriously trapped in a cheesy sitcom with a seemingly random laugh track. After a string of murders, it becomes apparent that the laugh track signals when the killer is near. | Last week I was hit by a car
It struck me, my head hit a bar
I fell in a ditch
My vision like pitch
The sirens I heard from afar
To the hospital I was sent
This bill's not as bad as my rent!
The nurse is quite pretty
but I don't know to which city
the ambulance carrying me w... | You stumble, room to room, panicking as the chuckles and grunts begin to slowly build...
You have seen no one for what seems like an eternity, yet the crescendo of laughter is drawing near...
You black out, and awaken to a roar of unprompted mirth drowning out the sounds of the rest of the world...but you can see...
... |
(This *does* imply that you can hear the laugh track, but who knows whether the show's regulars would be aware of it.) | [WP] You're mysteriously trapped in a cheesy sitcom with a seemingly random laugh track. After a string of murders, it becomes apparent that the laugh track signals when the killer is near. | "Oh, dear god," Joe thought. "I've killed another one."
The laughter in Joe's head reached new heights after the explosion. He had no idea that turning on the gas of his stove would, through a series of Rube Goldberg style interactions, cause an explosion next door.
How many was this now? Six? No, Seven.
Joe remembe... | You stumble, room to room, panicking as the chuckles and grunts begin to slowly build...
You have seen no one for what seems like an eternity, yet the crescendo of laughter is drawing near...
You black out, and awaken to a roar of unprompted mirth drowning out the sounds of the rest of the world...but you can see...
... |
(This *does* imply that you can hear the laugh track, but who knows whether the show's regulars would be aware of it.) | [WP] You're mysteriously trapped in a cheesy sitcom with a seemingly random laugh track. After a string of murders, it becomes apparent that the laugh track signals when the killer is near. | "Oh, dear god," Joe thought. "I've killed another one."
The laughter in Joe's head reached new heights after the explosion. He had no idea that turning on the gas of his stove would, through a series of Rube Goldberg style interactions, cause an explosion next door.
How many was this now? Six? No, Seven.
Joe remembe... | I hear it every time I close my eyes. That twisted horrible noise and I see them. Their corpses. Their lifeless eyes. Their faces twisted in.....Laughter? No that can't be right.... laughter isn't scary. Right as death took them they were smiling. They looked so happy. Like smiling statues. That image has been "carved"... |
(This *does* imply that you can hear the laugh track, but who knows whether the show's regulars would be aware of it.) | [WP] You're mysteriously trapped in a cheesy sitcom with a seemingly random laugh track. After a string of murders, it becomes apparent that the laugh track signals when the killer is near. | "Oh, dear god," Joe thought. "I've killed another one."
The laughter in Joe's head reached new heights after the explosion. He had no idea that turning on the gas of his stove would, through a series of Rube Goldberg style interactions, cause an explosion next door.
How many was this now? Six? No, Seven.
Joe remembe... | Last week I was hit by a car
It struck me, my head hit a bar
I fell in a ditch
My vision like pitch
The sirens I heard from afar
To the hospital I was sent
This bill's not as bad as my rent!
The nurse is quite pretty
but I don't know to which city
the ambulance carrying me w... |
(This *does* imply that you can hear the laugh track, but who knows whether the show's regulars would be aware of it.) | [WP] You're mysteriously trapped in a cheesy sitcom with a seemingly random laugh track. After a string of murders, it becomes apparent that the laugh track signals when the killer is near. | A young man wears a shit eating grin, an overly comical response to his own bad pun.
He's just said his catch phrase, at least that's what I assume for it to be. I've spent the last few days scrounging for food around a sprawling outdoor set, running from house to house, sleeping whenever I can.
The heavy weight of ... | Of all the low budget pilots I had to choose from, I picked *this*? Ok, ok, we get the premise. Joke, laugh, joke, laugh, and then oh, shock and horror, a grisly death. Yawn. We get it guys. I mean seriously, who pitches this and who the hell gives it the go ahead? I'm already regretting taking the job and I've only be... |
[WP] In the year 2020, you are frozen to be awakened in the future. Hundreds of years later you are awoken by an alien species who start cloning you to resurrect the human race. | They said it would be just like sleeping; when they put me in the tube.
They said when I'd wake up (after few decades, at least), they'd have a cure, and I could go back to my life. I didn't broach the thoughts that had chilled the air more than the cryopod. What life is left to go back to after a few decades? What i... | The fact I was the last human alive wasn't what bothered me most, the fact that everyone that I loved was dead and that I was never going to see them wasn't what bothered me most.
No, what bothered me most is the fact that, due to them not nicknaming any of the clones, literally everyone is named Chad. And since I'm ... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | I looked back at Jamison’s— My?— body, lying cold on the concrete of the parking garage. My departure had killed him. I had felt him writhing as I slipped out through his ear. Several moments prior, I had felt a second consciousness along with my own. I had always been smart, several courses ahead of my classmates, val... | NINE HUNDRED AND ONE - BELOW AND NOWHERE
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[...] ennumerate common denominators, twisting your life to make it suitable for maximum linkage. You extend your hands to anyone passing by, passenger of your existence, you deny yourself the right to exist and simply feed off someone else's experience... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | I begrudgingly awake to the din of L rumbling past. As the reverberations fade, I take in tumbledown landscape of my apartment, with a wry appreciation. *Today's the day*, i muse. In a brief moment before donning my heavy-lensed glasses, the shafts of light peeking through the ratty curtains almost make the place look ... | NINE HUNDRED AND ONE - BELOW AND NOWHERE
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[...] ennumerate common denominators, twisting your life to make it suitable for maximum linkage. You extend your hands to anyone passing by, passenger of your existence, you deny yourself the right to exist and simply feed off someone else's experience... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | Maybe I should be shocked, but something about this made sense, like a missing piece to the puzzle of my consciousness. At times I wondered if the feeling was normal. Does everyone live a second life like this? It almost felt as if I had died sometime last summer - that the me from then is not the same as the me right ... | NINE HUNDRED AND ONE - BELOW AND NOWHERE
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[...] ennumerate common denominators, twisting your life to make it suitable for maximum linkage. You extend your hands to anyone passing by, passenger of your existence, you deny yourself the right to exist and simply feed off someone else's experience... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | A sudden rush of warmth filled all voids of this body! The steel of the bullet has shattered the front of the skull into a million little pieces. There is no way back from here. As the brain scrambled to keep itself intact, it revisited every memory, every sensation, every event since a few days after the birth of the ... | NINE HUNDRED AND ONE - BELOW AND NOWHERE
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[...] ennumerate common denominators, twisting your life to make it suitable for maximum linkage. You extend your hands to anyone passing by, passenger of your existence, you deny yourself the right to exist and simply feed off someone else's experience... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | On that rainy September day, the 16th, 2023, I thought I was dead.
Cheyenne Ranie had lived normally up until then. A normal 26 year old with an affinity for drumming, gaming, writing, and all sorts of stuff. She had started going to a therapist for anxiety and developing depression.
"From what the doctors found," Mr... | NINE HUNDRED AND ONE - BELOW AND NOWHERE
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[...] ennumerate common denominators, twisting your life to make it suitable for maximum linkage. You extend your hands to anyone passing by, passenger of your existence, you deny yourself the right to exist and simply feed off someone else's experience... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | I am not Brandon. At least, not anymore.
After I was... removed, it all came flooding back to me. I wasn’t human. I lived beyond mortal sight, a thing of glamour and light and dreams and nightmares floating around this shiny blue marble. I remember feeling so cold, and how warm Brandon’s body - no his *soul* was. It l... | NINE HUNDRED AND ONE - BELOW AND NOWHERE
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[...] ennumerate common denominators, twisting your life to make it suitable for maximum linkage. You extend your hands to anyone passing by, passenger of your existence, you deny yourself the right to exist and simply feed off someone else's experience... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | I finally understand.
The years of diagnoses, never consistent or helpful. Schizophrenia, depression, depersonalization, DDNOS, even PTSD from nearly drowning in the runoff tank, all of which had their own treatments, none of which changed a thing. Years of therapy, trying to pin everything on watching Sparkles get hi... | NINE HUNDRED AND ONE - BELOW AND NOWHERE
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[...] ennumerate common denominators, twisting your life to make it suitable for maximum linkage. You extend your hands to anyone passing by, passenger of your existence, you deny yourself the right to exist and simply feed off someone else's experience... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | A sudden rush of warmth filled all voids of this body! The steel of the bullet has shattered the front of the skull into a million little pieces. There is no way back from here. As the brain scrambled to keep itself intact, it revisited every memory, every sensation, every event since a few days after the birth of the ... | I looked back at Jamison’s— My?— body, lying cold on the concrete of the parking garage. My departure had killed him. I had felt him writhing as I slipped out through his ear. Several moments prior, I had felt a second consciousness along with my own. I had always been smart, several courses ahead of my classmates, val... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | On that rainy September day, the 16th, 2023, I thought I was dead.
Cheyenne Ranie had lived normally up until then. A normal 26 year old with an affinity for drumming, gaming, writing, and all sorts of stuff. She had started going to a therapist for anxiety and developing depression.
"From what the doctors found," Mr... | I looked back at Jamison’s— My?— body, lying cold on the concrete of the parking garage. My departure had killed him. I had felt him writhing as I slipped out through his ear. Several moments prior, I had felt a second consciousness along with my own. I had always been smart, several courses ahead of my classmates, val... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | I am not Brandon. At least, not anymore.
After I was... removed, it all came flooding back to me. I wasn’t human. I lived beyond mortal sight, a thing of glamour and light and dreams and nightmares floating around this shiny blue marble. I remember feeling so cold, and how warm Brandon’s body - no his *soul* was. It l... | I looked back at Jamison’s— My?— body, lying cold on the concrete of the parking garage. My departure had killed him. I had felt him writhing as I slipped out through his ear. Several moments prior, I had felt a second consciousness along with my own. I had always been smart, several courses ahead of my classmates, val... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | I finally understand.
The years of diagnoses, never consistent or helpful. Schizophrenia, depression, depersonalization, DDNOS, even PTSD from nearly drowning in the runoff tank, all of which had their own treatments, none of which changed a thing. Years of therapy, trying to pin everything on watching Sparkles get hi... | I looked back at Jamison’s— My?— body, lying cold on the concrete of the parking garage. My departure had killed him. I had felt him writhing as I slipped out through his ear. Several moments prior, I had felt a second consciousness along with my own. I had always been smart, several courses ahead of my classmates, val... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | On that rainy September day, the 16th, 2023, I thought I was dead.
Cheyenne Ranie had lived normally up until then. A normal 26 year old with an affinity for drumming, gaming, writing, and all sorts of stuff. She had started going to a therapist for anxiety and developing depression.
"From what the doctors found," Mr... | I begrudgingly awake to the din of L rumbling past. As the reverberations fade, I take in tumbledown landscape of my apartment, with a wry appreciation. *Today's the day*, i muse. In a brief moment before donning my heavy-lensed glasses, the shafts of light peeking through the ratty curtains almost make the place look ... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | I am not Brandon. At least, not anymore.
After I was... removed, it all came flooding back to me. I wasn’t human. I lived beyond mortal sight, a thing of glamour and light and dreams and nightmares floating around this shiny blue marble. I remember feeling so cold, and how warm Brandon’s body - no his *soul* was. It l... | I begrudgingly awake to the din of L rumbling past. As the reverberations fade, I take in tumbledown landscape of my apartment, with a wry appreciation. *Today's the day*, i muse. In a brief moment before donning my heavy-lensed glasses, the shafts of light peeking through the ratty curtains almost make the place look ... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | A sudden rush of warmth filled all voids of this body! The steel of the bullet has shattered the front of the skull into a million little pieces. There is no way back from here. As the brain scrambled to keep itself intact, it revisited every memory, every sensation, every event since a few days after the birth of the ... | Maybe I should be shocked, but something about this made sense, like a missing piece to the puzzle of my consciousness. At times I wondered if the feeling was normal. Does everyone live a second life like this? It almost felt as if I had died sometime last summer - that the me from then is not the same as the me right ... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | On that rainy September day, the 16th, 2023, I thought I was dead.
Cheyenne Ranie had lived normally up until then. A normal 26 year old with an affinity for drumming, gaming, writing, and all sorts of stuff. She had started going to a therapist for anxiety and developing depression.
"From what the doctors found," Mr... | Maybe I should be shocked, but something about this made sense, like a missing piece to the puzzle of my consciousness. At times I wondered if the feeling was normal. Does everyone live a second life like this? It almost felt as if I had died sometime last summer - that the me from then is not the same as the me right ... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | I am not Brandon. At least, not anymore.
After I was... removed, it all came flooding back to me. I wasn’t human. I lived beyond mortal sight, a thing of glamour and light and dreams and nightmares floating around this shiny blue marble. I remember feeling so cold, and how warm Brandon’s body - no his *soul* was. It l... | Maybe I should be shocked, but something about this made sense, like a missing piece to the puzzle of my consciousness. At times I wondered if the feeling was normal. Does everyone live a second life like this? It almost felt as if I had died sometime last summer - that the me from then is not the same as the me right ... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | I finally understand.
The years of diagnoses, never consistent or helpful. Schizophrenia, depression, depersonalization, DDNOS, even PTSD from nearly drowning in the runoff tank, all of which had their own treatments, none of which changed a thing. Years of therapy, trying to pin everything on watching Sparkles get hi... | Maybe I should be shocked, but something about this made sense, like a missing piece to the puzzle of my consciousness. At times I wondered if the feeling was normal. Does everyone live a second life like this? It almost felt as if I had died sometime last summer - that the me from then is not the same as the me right ... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | On that rainy September day, the 16th, 2023, I thought I was dead.
Cheyenne Ranie had lived normally up until then. A normal 26 year old with an affinity for drumming, gaming, writing, and all sorts of stuff. She had started going to a therapist for anxiety and developing depression.
"From what the doctors found," Mr... | A sudden rush of warmth filled all voids of this body! The steel of the bullet has shattered the front of the skull into a million little pieces. There is no way back from here. As the brain scrambled to keep itself intact, it revisited every memory, every sensation, every event since a few days after the birth of the ... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | I am not Brandon. At least, not anymore.
After I was... removed, it all came flooding back to me. I wasn’t human. I lived beyond mortal sight, a thing of glamour and light and dreams and nightmares floating around this shiny blue marble. I remember feeling so cold, and how warm Brandon’s body - no his *soul* was. It l... | A sudden rush of warmth filled all voids of this body! The steel of the bullet has shattered the front of the skull into a million little pieces. There is no way back from here. As the brain scrambled to keep itself intact, it revisited every memory, every sensation, every event since a few days after the birth of the ... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | I finally understand.
The years of diagnoses, never consistent or helpful. Schizophrenia, depression, depersonalization, DDNOS, even PTSD from nearly drowning in the runoff tank, all of which had their own treatments, none of which changed a thing. Years of therapy, trying to pin everything on watching Sparkles get hi... | A sudden rush of warmth filled all voids of this body! The steel of the bullet has shattered the front of the skull into a million little pieces. There is no way back from here. As the brain scrambled to keep itself intact, it revisited every memory, every sensation, every event since a few days after the birth of the ... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | I finally understand.
The years of diagnoses, never consistent or helpful. Schizophrenia, depression, depersonalization, DDNOS, even PTSD from nearly drowning in the runoff tank, all of which had their own treatments, none of which changed a thing. Years of therapy, trying to pin everything on watching Sparkles get hi... | I am I, and He is He.
Yet I am to become He.
Or he is to become Me.
I see through his sight, as mine is shrouded in darkness, lingering pathways, blood and viscera. Yet, he does not know im here. He will though. As will the rest of them. Each thump of his echoing heart fills the air around me like song, methodical an... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | December 20, 2017 was a normal day for me, I woke up like any other. Yet somehow, something felt strange, unfamiliar. I shrugged off the feeling, and began to move about my daily ritual. It was when I was in the shower that I experienced the first "flashback", as I've begun to call them. I was rinsing out my hair when ... | I am I, and He is He.
Yet I am to become He.
Or he is to become Me.
I see through his sight, as mine is shrouded in darkness, lingering pathways, blood and viscera. Yet, he does not know im here. He will though. As will the rest of them. Each thump of his echoing heart fills the air around me like song, methodical an... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | It was very sudden.
One second, I'm suffering from loss of balance, falling, and mortal terror as I slip on a toy car left on a stair-step. The next, there's a tremendous snapping sensation, as though my whole head has been bitten off. Indeed, it seems that way at first. I can't move. Everything is dark.
My kids hav... | Maybe it'll was that one perfect little bite of a sandwich that did it. You got all the ingredients mashing around in your mouth in just the right proportions. You forgot that it was something you just cobbled together for lunch at the office. You tasted the effort in it: the love in it.
"Just like mum used to make" Y... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | It was very sudden.
One second, I'm suffering from loss of balance, falling, and mortal terror as I slip on a toy car left on a stair-step. The next, there's a tremendous snapping sensation, as though my whole head has been bitten off. Indeed, it seems that way at first. I can't move. Everything is dark.
My kids hav... | “I’m not a human, I’m just a parasite controlling someone,” It quietly muttered to itself as it stared vacantly out of the top-floor window of a Manhattan skyscraper.
Just as its goal was about to be achieved, the truth dawned on it.
After five rings, it finally picked up the phone.
“It has passed sir, I’ve done as ... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | It was very sudden.
One second, I'm suffering from loss of balance, falling, and mortal terror as I slip on a toy car left on a stair-step. The next, there's a tremendous snapping sensation, as though my whole head has been bitten off. Indeed, it seems that way at first. I can't move. Everything is dark.
My kids hav... | I can remember the day I was born. The food my mother ate gave me life. It was strange... being pulled from the warmth and safety of my mother.
These are the moments I tend to look upon when my body doesn't work the way I want it to. It's like trying to walk through a river with strong, steady currents. I don't know w... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | "Jonny we love you no matter what honey. We'll wait as long as we have to for you" a soft, desperate whisper croons from the other side of a wooden door.
My mother's voice is becoming more desperate as I had recently taken to holing myself inside the room. I don't want to see or talk to anyone. Stopped going to class... | "They're always told that they have five senses. I never fully understood why society undermines the mind, which surely is the sixth sense.
Their entire being is projected through the mind. All other five senses merge into what the mind interprets them as.
If they are to acknowledge the mind, then they would hold... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | She was only 8 when she was diagnosed. I thought I was her when she started getting medical attention. I thought it was a good thing. I thought I was being healed. But once the medicine she took started to affect me in a bad way I become detached from her. I now had my own identity that I thought I already had. It was ... | "They're always told that they have five senses. I never fully understood why society undermines the mind, which surely is the sixth sense.
Their entire being is projected through the mind. All other five senses merge into what the mind interprets them as.
If they are to acknowledge the mind, then they would hold... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | They tell a story of a boy who fell from the stars and was raised by his human foster parents. The boy then grew into a man, who saved millions with his powers granted to him by the sun over and over again. Humanity’s ultimate defender was an alien.
That’s the only part which is true.
At death’s door, and as the la... | "They're always told that they have five senses. I never fully understood why society undermines the mind, which surely is the sixth sense.
Their entire being is projected through the mind. All other five senses merge into what the mind interprets them as.
If they are to acknowledge the mind, then they would hold... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | It was very sudden.
One second, I'm suffering from loss of balance, falling, and mortal terror as I slip on a toy car left on a stair-step. The next, there's a tremendous snapping sensation, as though my whole head has been bitten off. Indeed, it seems that way at first. I can't move. Everything is dark.
My kids hav... | "They're always told that they have five senses. I never fully understood why society undermines the mind, which surely is the sixth sense.
Their entire being is projected through the mind. All other five senses merge into what the mind interprets them as.
If they are to acknowledge the mind, then they would hold... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | (I'm writing on mobile, so this might be a bit choppy...)
It's funny, in a twisted sense... Just last week, I was thinking about how it would feel if your mind suddenly split into two consciences.
Would one of us be aware of what the other was thinking? Would we have the same thought patterns? Could we still be calle... | "They're always told that they have five senses. I never fully understood why society undermines the mind, which surely is the sixth sense.
Their entire being is projected through the mind. All other five senses merge into what the mind interprets them as.
If they are to acknowledge the mind, then they would hold... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | He was only thirteen when I wormed my way inside,
Us both only searching, for the safest place to hide.
Crushed flowers from the funeral clung tightly to his boots,
His mind already churning to the darkness of his suit.
I tried to keep him safe, beneath the covers of his bed,
I tried to ... | "They're always told that they have five senses. I never fully understood why society undermines the mind, which surely is the sixth sense.
Their entire being is projected through the mind. All other five senses merge into what the mind interprets them as.
If they are to acknowledge the mind, then they would hold... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | "Well, Mike - the good news is that we have a name for it: *Macrocordyceps acutus*," the doctor had told me.
"The bad news is, well, everything else. You asked me to be frank with you, so I will be. It's not well understood, particularly in humans. We know that it's a kind of parasite that affects behaviour in mammals... | "They're always told that they have five senses. I never fully understood why society undermines the mind, which surely is the sixth sense.
Their entire being is projected through the mind. All other five senses merge into what the mind interprets them as.
If they are to acknowledge the mind, then they would hold... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | It was very sudden.
One second, I'm suffering from loss of balance, falling, and mortal terror as I slip on a toy car left on a stair-step. The next, there's a tremendous snapping sensation, as though my whole head has been bitten off. Indeed, it seems that way at first. I can't move. Everything is dark.
My kids hav... | "Jonny we love you no matter what honey. We'll wait as long as we have to for you" a soft, desperate whisper croons from the other side of a wooden door.
My mother's voice is becoming more desperate as I had recently taken to holing myself inside the room. I don't want to see or talk to anyone. Stopped going to class... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | It was very sudden.
One second, I'm suffering from loss of balance, falling, and mortal terror as I slip on a toy car left on a stair-step. The next, there's a tremendous snapping sensation, as though my whole head has been bitten off. Indeed, it seems that way at first. I can't move. Everything is dark.
My kids hav... | She was only 8 when she was diagnosed. I thought I was her when she started getting medical attention. I thought it was a good thing. I thought I was being healed. But once the medicine she took started to affect me in a bad way I become detached from her. I now had my own identity that I thought I already had. It was ... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | It was very sudden.
One second, I'm suffering from loss of balance, falling, and mortal terror as I slip on a toy car left on a stair-step. The next, there's a tremendous snapping sensation, as though my whole head has been bitten off. Indeed, it seems that way at first. I can't move. Everything is dark.
My kids hav... | They tell a story of a boy who fell from the stars and was raised by his human foster parents. The boy then grew into a man, who saved millions with his powers granted to him by the sun over and over again. Humanity’s ultimate defender was an alien.
That’s the only part which is true.
At death’s door, and as the la... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | "Well, Mike - the good news is that we have a name for it: *Macrocordyceps acutus*," the doctor had told me.
"The bad news is, well, everything else. You asked me to be frank with you, so I will be. It's not well understood, particularly in humans. We know that it's a kind of parasite that affects behaviour in mammals... | They tell a story of a boy who fell from the stars and was raised by his human foster parents. The boy then grew into a man, who saved millions with his powers granted to him by the sun over and over again. Humanity’s ultimate defender was an alien.
That’s the only part which is true.
At death’s door, and as the la... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | (I'm writing on mobile, so this might be a bit choppy...)
It's funny, in a twisted sense... Just last week, I was thinking about how it would feel if your mind suddenly split into two consciences.
Would one of us be aware of what the other was thinking? Would we have the same thought patterns? Could we still be calle... | It wasn't fair.
I knew that I was human. But now, I also knew that I was not.
Every memory is mine, but I have stolen them from him.
I am a parasite, and this man my victim. I did not ask for this - but neither did he.
I was still so young; I had so many dreams. So many of his dreams.
It would be so easy to forge... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | He was only thirteen when I wormed my way inside,
Us both only searching, for the safest place to hide.
Crushed flowers from the funeral clung tightly to his boots,
His mind already churning to the darkness of his suit.
I tried to keep him safe, beneath the covers of his bed,
I tried to ... | It wasn't fair.
I knew that I was human. But now, I also knew that I was not.
Every memory is mine, but I have stolen them from him.
I am a parasite, and this man my victim. I did not ask for this - but neither did he.
I was still so young; I had so many dreams. So many of his dreams.
It would be so easy to forge... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | "Well, Mike - the good news is that we have a name for it: *Macrocordyceps acutus*," the doctor had told me.
"The bad news is, well, everything else. You asked me to be frank with you, so I will be. It's not well understood, particularly in humans. We know that it's a kind of parasite that affects behaviour in mammals... | It wasn't fair.
I knew that I was human. But now, I also knew that I was not.
Every memory is mine, but I have stolen them from him.
I am a parasite, and this man my victim. I did not ask for this - but neither did he.
I was still so young; I had so many dreams. So many of his dreams.
It would be so easy to forge... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | "Well, Mike - the good news is that we have a name for it: *Macrocordyceps acutus*," the doctor had told me.
"The bad news is, well, everything else. You asked me to be frank with you, so I will be. It's not well understood, particularly in humans. We know that it's a kind of parasite that affects behaviour in mammals... | (I'm writing on mobile, so this might be a bit choppy...)
It's funny, in a twisted sense... Just last week, I was thinking about how it would feel if your mind suddenly split into two consciences.
Would one of us be aware of what the other was thinking? Would we have the same thought patterns? Could we still be calle... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | He was only thirteen when I wormed my way inside,
Us both only searching, for the safest place to hide.
Crushed flowers from the funeral clung tightly to his boots,
His mind already churning to the darkness of his suit.
I tried to keep him safe, beneath the covers of his bed,
I tried to ... | The sad thing was that I didn't know who I was hurting.
Yes, I was Alana in every sense of the word. I was there when she first kissed her husband. I was there for every boring HR neeting. For the excitement of the birth of her first child. For when she learmed she was gay and left her husband. All of her failures, al... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | "Well, Mike - the good news is that we have a name for it: *Macrocordyceps acutus*," the doctor had told me.
"The bad news is, well, everything else. You asked me to be frank with you, so I will be. It's not well understood, particularly in humans. We know that it's a kind of parasite that affects behaviour in mammals... | The sad thing was that I didn't know who I was hurting.
Yes, I was Alana in every sense of the word. I was there when she first kissed her husband. I was there for every boring HR neeting. For the excitement of the birth of her first child. For when she learmed she was gay and left her husband. All of her failures, al... | |
[WP] You’ve just realized that you are not a human, but rather a parasite controlling someone. | "Well, Mike - the good news is that we have a name for it: *Macrocordyceps acutus*," the doctor had told me.
"The bad news is, well, everything else. You asked me to be frank with you, so I will be. It's not well understood, particularly in humans. We know that it's a kind of parasite that affects behaviour in mammals... | He was only thirteen when I wormed my way inside,
Us both only searching, for the safest place to hide.
Crushed flowers from the funeral clung tightly to his boots,
His mind already churning to the darkness of his suit.
I tried to keep him safe, beneath the covers of his bed,
I tried to ... | |
Also an add on idea: The game is paused during the animation for the ‘final blow’ and then the two grow a friendship. | [WP] The game is paused at the final boss fight. While the game is paused the protagonist and the antagonist grow a friendship. | They had done this dance before. More times than they cared to count, and more times than they could remember if they had. Galdan's longsword hanged in midair, its polished steel sparkling with the power of lightning as it arced towards his arch nemesis, Lord Scourge. Scourge, on the other hand, held his sword behin... | Time froze.
Sveglar paused, his muscles holding the massive great-axe in place above his blonde, bearded head. Even the streams of sweat coursing off of his brow and arms halted in place. The Viking warrior’s eyes remained fixed on his opponent before him.
The draugr, a reanimated corpse, stood inches away from the ... |
[WP] You're the first human to land on Mars.As you climb over your first hill you see another lander just like yours but it looks like it's been there for years, you investigate and find a battered spacesuit just like the one you're wearing and with your name on the patch. | My thick, once-white boots left vague footprints in the red planet's thick dusty soil as I trudged across the flat martian plain my lander had touched down on. "Goddamn, we made it," I spoke into my mic, in awe of the breathtaking flat plain that lay ahead of me. No human being has ever stepped foot on this location. ... | What? How can this be? I thought things were fishy when I saw the lander is the same model as mine. This spacesuit confirms it. Just like mine it's labeled Anderson. It dates maybe 5 or 6 years. Could this mean that Stew is alive?
As brothers Stew and I trained to be the first men sent to Mars. I never thought he had... | |
[WP] You're the first human to land on Mars.As you climb over your first hill you see another lander just like yours but it looks like it's been there for years, you investigate and find a battered spacesuit just like the one you're wearing and with your name on the patch. | Neural Interface Log Program 12233245...2.. re-initializing.
Mission Log 213-25:30, Rayford, CNSA Chengho
200 days, 12 days in orbit... we made it. Lt.s' Sadler and Ramirez decided to cast lots to see who'd go first. I got the short straw. After an argument about whether that meant I won or lost. I reminded them that... | What? How can this be? I thought things were fishy when I saw the lander is the same model as mine. This spacesuit confirms it. Just like mine it's labeled Anderson. It dates maybe 5 or 6 years. Could this mean that Stew is alive?
As brothers Stew and I trained to be the first men sent to Mars. I never thought he had... | |
[WP] You're the first human to land on Mars.As you climb over your first hill you see another lander just like yours but it looks like it's been there for years, you investigate and find a battered spacesuit just like the one you're wearing and with your name on the patch. | When my lander materialized on Mars, I was greeted by cheers from my comms. We had sent probes before, but mine was first manned spacecraft to be sent through NASA’s faster-than-light teleporter. When I took my first tentative steps outside on the red soil, there was another wave of applause from Houston. The technol... | What? How can this be? I thought things were fishy when I saw the lander is the same model as mine. This spacesuit confirms it. Just like mine it's labeled Anderson. It dates maybe 5 or 6 years. Could this mean that Stew is alive?
As brothers Stew and I trained to be the first men sent to Mars. I never thought he had... | |
[WP] "What's that?" the child asks, eyes wide in wonder. "Snow," you lie. | " How did it get here?" Melissa asked confused " Doesn't it melt when it's warm?"
I could feel how my stomach started to cramp and how my back started to sweat. It's hard lying to a child, especially your own. She looked at me with her big beautiful hazel eyes- they were curious but yet confused.
" It's a special typ... | It had already been ten weeks since all the major news outlets started reporting it, but it seemed like just a few days ago. Knowing the end is coming has a nasty way of speeding up time. It should have allowed people the opportunity to say sorry, to cherish the special moments, and above all else --to love each other.... | |
[WP]You've been summoned to a fantastic other world as part of an ancient prophesy. But instead of go along with it, you'd rather get revenge on the people who did the summoning for kidnapping you. | "And so, lades and gentlemen, we now turn to fate. We, the custodians of the world and all of the good within it must now consign ourselves to the greatest shame a guardian can face: we must wait."
Cardamon, Wizard of Wizards, Chairman Supreme of the Order of Everlasting Fire, finished his hushed speech to the Chamber... | Kyle cleared his throat. "Mr. Overlord Man, Sir, Your Honor, whatever...I am an attorney on Planet Earth, and stand before you representing myself pro se. In addition, I am subject to Earth's personal jurisdiction. Under Connecticut law, you are criminally liable for kidnapping. My person has been forcibly seized a... | |
[WP]You've been summoned to a fantastic other world as part of an ancient prophesy. But instead of go along with it, you'd rather get revenge on the people who did the summoning for kidnapping you. | "And so, lades and gentlemen, we now turn to fate. We, the custodians of the world and all of the good within it must now consign ourselves to the greatest shame a guardian can face: we must wait."
Cardamon, Wizard of Wizards, Chairman Supreme of the Order of Everlasting Fire, finished his hushed speech to the Chamber... | The room was illuminated by a strand of light that came in from a crack in the boarded up window, carrying with it the scents and sound of the market outside. It was a small room with scrolls on the floor, on the bed, it was everywhere. It was a dirty room, ill-cared for, clothes lay about everywhere, mechanical appara... | |
[WP] The new queen is in need of a husband, and the princes of other kingdoms aren't quite up to spec. She jokes that marrying a dragon might remedy some diplomatic problems. No one expected the Dragons to take her request seriously. | She has been sat on the chair for hours when the last suitor had come and gone. She could only sigh as she retired to her private quarters and allowed her handmaidens to undo her corset while they poured her a bath.
'I can't believe the utter *nerve* of some of these boys,' she said to them as she allowed her dress to... | "Thank you, Your Majesty." The nobleman said as he bowed deeply and retreated from the throne room. "You are most wise."
Queen Rebecca nodded in response and waited patiently for the door to close. When it finally did she slouched deep into her throne and let out a loud, exasperated, groan. "Oooh, fookin hell, uhv 'ad... | |
[WP] His psychic power was so power that when he commanded everyone to kneel, their bodies betrayed them and they knelt. All except you. | "Kneel," he said. All around me, the people who was unfortunate enough to be at King of Prussia Shopping Center lowered themselves. Cries rang of fear and terror echoed in the area as a tall gentleman in the horned helmet stepped into the air-conditioned hall.
He turned to me, his eyes shone with green fire "I said, k... | A single leaf made its way, softly and slowly, towards a creek of crystal blue water. As it touched the surface of the water, the men kneeled. Proud and strong men, warriors and sorcerers of all over the world, now knelt, their pride taken from them by a force until then unbeknowst to the world of men.
Suffocating sil... | |
[WP] His psychic power was so power that when he commanded everyone to kneel, their bodies betrayed them and they knelt. All except you. | "Kneel," he said. All around me, the people who was unfortunate enough to be at King of Prussia Shopping Center lowered themselves. Cries rang of fear and terror echoed in the area as a tall gentleman in the horned helmet stepped into the air-conditioned hall.
He turned to me, his eyes shone with green fire "I said, k... | He said kneel.
Some willing keeled. They were favored in his regime.
The rest he forced, using his great powers. These were the oppressed; they reluctantly did his bidding.
That left me standing resisting. So he shot me, for no one can oppose his reign. | |
[WP] The tattoo was of a budding flower. "Someday," he always told me, "It'll bloom." | It was sold to him by a “gypsy”, he told me. A “witch”, someone who specializes in “special” tattoos. I was never one for such “magic”. I hadn’t believed in it, but my brother sure had. He was 18 when he got the tattoo. I thought he had wasted his money. Our mother offered to pay for the laser removal, but he refused h... | My arm itches. It always itches just before dawn. At first, I thought it was my imagination. The aftermath of healing skin from the trauma of getting a tattoo. It was on my wrist, a tiny rose-bud, white in remembrance of the one I loved and lost.
I first noticed the change about 6 months after I got the tattoo. I p... | |
[WP] The tattoo was of a budding flower. "Someday," he always told me, "It'll bloom." | It was sold to him by a “gypsy”, he told me. A “witch”, someone who specializes in “special” tattoos. I was never one for such “magic”. I hadn’t believed in it, but my brother sure had. He was 18 when he got the tattoo. I thought he had wasted his money. Our mother offered to pay for the laser removal, but he refused h... | He whispered the words with his soft lips hovered above the ink, coming up from a kiss he left on the closed bud. His warm breath sent shivers up my spine and rose goosepimples on my flesh despite the sun sneaking through the sheer curtains dancing across our naked bodies. He seemed to be reassuring himself more than t... | |
[WP] The tattoo was of a budding flower. "Someday," he always told me, "It'll bloom." | It was sold to him by a “gypsy”, he told me. A “witch”, someone who specializes in “special” tattoos. I was never one for such “magic”. I hadn’t believed in it, but my brother sure had. He was 18 when he got the tattoo. I thought he had wasted his money. Our mother offered to pay for the laser removal, but he refused h... | I sit down and order a glass of wine. The bartender pours me a tall glass. The way this week has been I knew I’d be ending it with something much harder. I didn’t notice when he sat next to me.
“Rough week?”
I looked over to see a man sipping his beer and give me a glance. His green eyes grab me. It takes me a second... | |
[WP] You're a fake hitman on the Deep Web. Instead of killing your targets you inform them that someone is planning to kill them. When you find your next target and tell them about the plot to end their life they reply, "I know. I ordered the hit" | “Come with me if you want to live.” Sam’s favorite part of the job was delivering that line.
She was addressing a small, dark-haired man wearing a best buy uniform. The only remarkable thing about him was a familiar neck tattoo of a bloody lamb. He was walking his bike on a sidewalk next to a busy road, and she had co... | Perhaps I prefer to not kill those who pay me to kill them. It's just too much work and planning. So I tell my potential victim that someone is trying to kill them. And I give them the name...of a person that I'm also hired to kill. So potential victim tracks down and kills the second person. And then I tell my NEXT a... | |
[WP] You have lost the ability to be wrong, you find out in the worst possible way. | "I don't know, everyone seems a little too dismissive of the tensions between the U.S. and North Korea. This seems very real to me, more so than I think even the president realizes." Liam said, sitting in his dorm with a few friends of varying views and knowledge on this matter. This was the first time he had mentioned... | The first tear streaming down her face was blood-curling but when the rest of the storm began to pour down her face, my heart was torn into shreds. The makeup she spent the previous hour working on giddy with a light heart ruined within seconds. She tried to cover with her delicate hands as she always had. She slowly a... | |
[WP] You have lost the ability to be wrong, you find out in the worst possible way. | The man knelt next to the grave, tears dried on his face.
 
*Elizabeth Joan Clifford*
*June 15 1993 - December 22 2018*
 
"Oh baby girl. My sweet Lizzy" The words barely came out as he choked back another fit of sobbing.
 
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13 Months Ago
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"... | The first tear streaming down her face was blood-curling but when the rest of the storm began to pour down her face, my heart was torn into shreds. The makeup she spent the previous hour working on giddy with a light heart ruined within seconds. She tried to cover with her delicate hands as she always had. She slowly a... | |
[WP] It is the year 2021. Humankind receives its first interterestial message - by humans. "This is Atlantis calling Earth. We detected life forms. Did anybody down there survive the apocalypse?" | “This is Atlantis calling Earth. We detected life forms. Did anybody down there survive the apocalypse?” a smooth voiced man echoed through every speaker on our tiny planet. For a few moments, the entire world stopped. Everyone looked up, sat upright in bed, and listened in sudden shocked confusion. The broadcast aired... | It had been a normal day. I woke up two hours before my alarm to worry about having to go to work that day. Just like every other day. Then came my crying fit, right on time. Goody, another day of swollen eyes and forced positivity as I tried to suffer through the day, I thought to myself as I obsessively scrubbed at m... | |
[WP] It is the year 2021. Humankind receives its first interterestial message - by humans. "This is Atlantis calling Earth. We detected life forms. Did anybody down there survive the apocalypse?" | “This is Atlantis calling Earth. We detected life forms. Did anybody down there survive the apocalypse?” a smooth voiced man echoed through every speaker on our tiny planet. For a few moments, the entire world stopped. Everyone looked up, sat upright in bed, and listened in sudden shocked confusion. The broadcast aired... | I awoke on my makeshift straw bed. Mother had given it to me before the Great Snow. Nature had sought its revenge for the sins of humanity. Earth had turned against us after fantastic technology rained nuclear bombs from the sky. I watched the surface from the monitor installed on one of the four concrete walls of my b... | |
[WP] You are Captain Hook, and you have scoured the Seven Seas to put an end to the immortal, child-stealing demon known as Peter Pan. After years of searching, you finally set foot on the shores of Neverland. | “Where do we stand?” I asked, my eye not parting from the telescope.
“Sir, the first scouting party was attacked on the way back. They think the Lost Boys found their tracks and set an ambush. We lost Nedry and two are wounded.” Smee reported.
“I shouldn’t have sent them out so lightly armed,” I growled. My beard w... | The beach is cold underfoot as the ocean spray drifts against the back of my legs. Boots in hand, I moved swiftly up to the tree line and prepared to pull them back on, scanning the shore continually as I did so. The crew was drawing up now, and they were preparing to pick up our little craft and hide it here at our la... | |
[WP] You are Captain Hook, and you have scoured the Seven Seas to put an end to the immortal, child-stealing demon known as Peter Pan. After years of searching, you finally set foot on the shores of Neverland. | *I've never posted here before so if its wonky, I apologize.*
The smell of the sea was all Captain Hook has known for as long as he can remember.
He doesn't remember the last time the sounds of waves hitting the boat, the salt in his face, and his crew by his side wasn't the first memories he's had.
That is not t... | "Cap'n, the crew is set for departure!"
"Thank you, Smee." The captain grit his teeth in preparation for a long night of cold sky-sailing. He detested sailing at night on account of the cold. Nevertheless, he knew it must be done. You can only reach Neverland by the light of the stars. He never complained in front of ... | |
[WP] After years of gentile persuasion your best friend since childhood finally agrees to seek professional help for serious mental problems. Much to your dismay, as she begins to improve you slowly start to realize that you are her imaginary friend. | Rain was knocking on the roof above Mary's head. She leaned against her wardrobe looking into the distant vastness of the woods surrounding her parents' home. Even though I was standing at the door, she seemed lonely, desperate and empty. She did not even turn her head. I still remember the first time we met.
It was ... | “I think you should tell your parents about us Ananya” I said calmy. “We've known each other for three years. I am surprised you haven't introduced us yet.”
“It's not as easy as you're making it sound” she replied. “You know my situation at home. They already don't trust me enough. Dad might understand but mom and Sou... | |
[WP] After years of gentile persuasion your best friend since childhood finally agrees to seek professional help for serious mental problems. Much to your dismay, as she begins to improve you slowly start to realize that you are her imaginary friend. | No matter the ups and downs (and trust me on this, there were a shit ton of both), if you decided one day to hold a gun to my head and demand that I tell you the most unfiltered version of the truth, I'd say without hesitation that in this stupid, greedy and ignorant world, I needed nothing more than I needed her. Lite... | I've been with her for a number of years now. From my earliest days, I was by her side. I was the girl that played with her on the empty playground. I was the girl that kissed her cuts and bruises better when nobody else would.
My life was fairly mundane. Wherever she go, I followed suit, even if she venture into plac... | |
[WP] After years of gentile persuasion your best friend since childhood finally agrees to seek professional help for serious mental problems. Much to your dismay, as she begins to improve you slowly start to realize that you are her imaginary friend. | Disclaimer: im on mobile so sorry for formatting and it also my first time posting so if i hope i didnt do anything wrong.
It's hard to remember a time without Jill. Her family moved next door to mine 5 years ago and we've pretty much been inseparable ever since. After high school we even ended up going to the same co... | I've been with her for a number of years now. From my earliest days, I was by her side. I was the girl that played with her on the empty playground. I was the girl that kissed her cuts and bruises better when nobody else would.
My life was fairly mundane. Wherever she go, I followed suit, even if she venture into plac... | |
[WP] After years of gentile persuasion your best friend since childhood finally agrees to seek professional help for serious mental problems. Much to your dismay, as she begins to improve you slowly start to realize that you are her imaginary friend. | *I apologize in advance. I am a horrible person.
The silly Gentile friend of mine needs help. I mean, it's a shame that she has ultimately loose morals and will possibly burn in all eternity for lack of true faith and ultimate knowledge, but her lack of relation with our Savior is eating away at her soul.
I recomme... | I've been with her for a number of years now. From my earliest days, I was by her side. I was the girl that played with her on the empty playground. I was the girl that kissed her cuts and bruises better when nobody else would.
My life was fairly mundane. Wherever she go, I followed suit, even if she venture into plac... | |
[WP] After years of gentile persuasion your best friend since childhood finally agrees to seek professional help for serious mental problems. Much to your dismay, as she begins to improve you slowly start to realize that you are her imaginary friend. | Jane didn't want to hear my stories anymore, and I knew why.
It was because all of them were lies, I realize that now.
We used to spend hours just sitting around telling stories about my adventures travelling the world. Jane never seemed to mind that she didn't have any stories of her own, she just listened to mine... | I've been with her for a number of years now. From my earliest days, I was by her side. I was the girl that played with her on the empty playground. I was the girl that kissed her cuts and bruises better when nobody else would.
My life was fairly mundane. Wherever she go, I followed suit, even if she venture into plac... | |
[WP] After years of gentile persuasion your best friend since childhood finally agrees to seek professional help for serious mental problems. Much to your dismay, as she begins to improve you slowly start to realize that you are her imaginary friend. | No matter the ups and downs (and trust me on this, there were a shit ton of both), if you decided one day to hold a gun to my head and demand that I tell you the most unfiltered version of the truth, I'd say without hesitation that in this stupid, greedy and ignorant world, I needed nothing more than I needed her. Lite... | "Hey Ben, I'm back. You were so right about sticking with Dr. Wentworth; I made a breakthrough today! I feel so much lighter, freer! Ben? Where are you?"
Jean walked into the kitchen and found me lying on the floor next to the island, eyes open, motionless, pale.
"Oh my God! Ben, what's wrong?!" She rushed in, dropp... | |
[WP] After years of gentile persuasion your best friend since childhood finally agrees to seek professional help for serious mental problems. Much to your dismay, as she begins to improve you slowly start to realize that you are her imaginary friend. | *I apologize in advance. I am a horrible person.
The silly Gentile friend of mine needs help. I mean, it's a shame that she has ultimately loose morals and will possibly burn in all eternity for lack of true faith and ultimate knowledge, but her lack of relation with our Savior is eating away at her soul.
I recomme... | There was once a time when Cirus the White was only Cirus Russo, the freckled ginger boy who tutored neighboring kids for a fee. With a natural aptitude for what they teach children in school and a demeanour courteous enough to inspire politeness onto others, he soon gained a reputation for being the best teacher in to... | |
[WP] After years of gentile persuasion your best friend since childhood finally agrees to seek professional help for serious mental problems. Much to your dismay, as she begins to improve you slowly start to realize that you are her imaginary friend. | Jane didn't want to hear my stories anymore, and I knew why.
It was because all of them were lies, I realize that now.
We used to spend hours just sitting around telling stories about my adventures travelling the world. Jane never seemed to mind that she didn't have any stories of her own, she just listened to mine... | There was once a time when Cirus the White was only Cirus Russo, the freckled ginger boy who tutored neighboring kids for a fee. With a natural aptitude for what they teach children in school and a demeanour courteous enough to inspire politeness onto others, he soon gained a reputation for being the best teacher in to... | |
[WP] After years of gentile persuasion your best friend since childhood finally agrees to seek professional help for serious mental problems. Much to your dismay, as she begins to improve you slowly start to realize that you are her imaginary friend. | *I apologize in advance. I am a horrible person.
The silly Gentile friend of mine needs help. I mean, it's a shame that she has ultimately loose morals and will possibly burn in all eternity for lack of true faith and ultimate knowledge, but her lack of relation with our Savior is eating away at her soul.
I recomme... | Kelly stared down at her unanswered text message. Internet friends could be so unreliable. Her friend had been nagging her for years through an app to get help, but when she finally did, they ghosted her. It was a real dilemma.
She read the text again and sighed. “WHERE YOU AT? HOLLA WHEN YOU GET HERE.”
Kelly’s frie... | |
[WP] After years of gentile persuasion your best friend since childhood finally agrees to seek professional help for serious mental problems. Much to your dismay, as she begins to improve you slowly start to realize that you are her imaginary friend. | Jane didn't want to hear my stories anymore, and I knew why.
It was because all of them were lies, I realize that now.
We used to spend hours just sitting around telling stories about my adventures travelling the world. Jane never seemed to mind that she didn't have any stories of her own, she just listened to mine... | Kelly stared down at her unanswered text message. Internet friends could be so unreliable. Her friend had been nagging her for years through an app to get help, but when she finally did, they ghosted her. It was a real dilemma.
She read the text again and sighed. “WHERE YOU AT? HOLLA WHEN YOU GET HERE.”
Kelly’s frie... | |
[WP] After years of gentile persuasion your best friend since childhood finally agrees to seek professional help for serious mental problems. Much to your dismay, as she begins to improve you slowly start to realize that you are her imaginary friend. | Jane didn't want to hear my stories anymore, and I knew why.
It was because all of them were lies, I realize that now.
We used to spend hours just sitting around telling stories about my adventures travelling the world. Jane never seemed to mind that she didn't have any stories of her own, she just listened to mine... | I'd been on her case for a while to get help. She had been through a very traumatic childhood. She had been neglected by her biological parents who would regularly pass out on various substances, usually heroin or meth. They regularly ended up in prison due to their habits and activities.
Then she got moved to a fost... | |
[WP] After years of gentile persuasion your best friend since childhood finally agrees to seek professional help for serious mental problems. Much to your dismay, as she begins to improve you slowly start to realize that you are her imaginary friend. | With an effort, the big mahogany door swung open. She walked out alone, head down and determined, directly toward me, and with all the composure we could collectively muster, we sat on that bench together. Time passed in moments measured only by tears fallen, awkward glances chanced and heart beats skipped. Time passed... | I'd been on her case for a while to get help. She had been through a very traumatic childhood. She had been neglected by her biological parents who would regularly pass out on various substances, usually heroin or meth. They regularly ended up in prison due to their habits and activities.
Then she got moved to a fost... | |
[WP] After years of gentile persuasion your best friend since childhood finally agrees to seek professional help for serious mental problems. Much to your dismay, as she begins to improve you slowly start to realize that you are her imaginary friend. | "Explain to me again how it works?"
We're in bed. It's warm. Heavy down. The ceiling fan *clap-clap-claps*.
Angie rubs my chest. Stares up at the fan.
"They...well, I guess they sort of *shoot* electricity into your brain," she says. "Not a lot. A little. Then you have like a seizure. Then it's over."
"Sounds awful... | I'd been on her case for a while to get help. She had been through a very traumatic childhood. She had been neglected by her biological parents who would regularly pass out on various substances, usually heroin or meth. They regularly ended up in prison due to their habits and activities.
Then she got moved to a fost... | |
[WP] After years of gentile persuasion your best friend since childhood finally agrees to seek professional help for serious mental problems. Much to your dismay, as she begins to improve you slowly start to realize that you are her imaginary friend. | "Explain to me again how it works?"
We're in bed. It's warm. Heavy down. The ceiling fan *clap-clap-claps*.
Angie rubs my chest. Stares up at the fan.
"They...well, I guess they sort of *shoot* electricity into your brain," she says. "Not a lot. A little. Then you have like a seizure. Then it's over."
"Sounds awful... | With an effort, the big mahogany door swung open. She walked out alone, head down and determined, directly toward me, and with all the composure we could collectively muster, we sat on that bench together. Time passed in moments measured only by tears fallen, awkward glances chanced and heart beats skipped. Time passed... | |
[WP] The worlds worst thief steals tries to steal from the worlds most unlucky man. | Jason sat in the thieves’ guild, sipping on a pint of the cheapest ale they sold. He hadn’t been doing well lately, not like he was very successful in all his time of thieving. Not like the other thieves that were gathered around, they all looked happy and flashed the gold they had accumulated. They could pull of a suc... | Jane didn't know what she was doing, carrying a ten foot stepladder through the street at night. It made her seem very suspicious, she thought. Especially the ear-assaulting, scraping noise that was made as she couldn't lift the whole thing properly. The ladder was a heavy thing. She had to place it on the pavement, re... | |
[WP] There are many things that you've gotta get used to in a post apocalyptic world: cloudy skies, dirty water, lack of food, and constantly fighting for your life. But adventuring with a zombie that has a crush on you? That's still a tough pill to swallow. | **January 1st, 2023**
Happy new year to me! For 2021 I hope to survive (for at least another year), …, and, finally, to finally find someone who cares for me. Another survivor, a dog, hell, even a cat will do the trick! The wastes are cold and unforgiving… I may seem needy and even childish, but I really miss the feel... | "Watch out," one of our lookouts said on her radio. "Here comes Romeo."
And sure enough, Romeo stumbled up the path to our latest hideout: an old saw-mill that was barely on any maps.
"Took him a while to find us this time," said the youngster. "Musta gotten held up by tha rain."
"Poor guy," I said. "Some women jus... | |
[WP] Parents choose their children's stats. A common practice among poorer families is luck-farming - that is, putting all of their child's points into luck to improve the family's luck as well. | At the age of fifteen, Lionel began to despise his parents. Walking home from school pass the railroad tracks, into the small community of run down houses, each with a chain-link fence and worn out lawns, he understood why they did what they did, but that didn’t stop him from hating them.
“You’ll do great!” they sai... | I've never been rich. Our family never had excess money. Hell, there were times my step dad had to sell drugs on the side just to keep on the lights or the gas. I don't want you to think I had a bad family life though. My mom and step dad loved me unconditionally. They just did whatever it took to make sure their kids ... | |
[WP] Parents choose their children's stats. A common practice among poorer families is luck-farming - that is, putting all of their child's points into luck to improve the family's luck as well. | She didn't walk, not the way that people like you or me walk -- instead, she seemed to glide wherever she went. She was the epitome of grace, gliding over the earth so that she never slipped, never tripped, never fell. When I saw her strolling through the woods behind our houses, a chance breeze would always lift up br... | I was never beautiful. They always say the first daughter should be beautiful “like an angel on earth” they’d say “helps you marry her off early”. My sister Honey was beautiful. I wasn’t particularly smart either. Of course that went to my sister Isabell. As sisters came my parents ran out of attributes to give daughte... | |
[WP] Parents choose their children's stats. A common practice among poorer families is luck-farming - that is, putting all of their child's points into luck to improve the family's luck as well. | She didn't walk, not the way that people like you or me walk -- instead, she seemed to glide wherever she went. She was the epitome of grace, gliding over the earth so that she never slipped, never tripped, never fell. When I saw her strolling through the woods behind our houses, a chance breeze would always lift up br... | "This is a gamble, Peter. I'm not sure-"
"Precisely!" Peter replied to his wife, Maria, with a rakish grin as he paced the floor of the birthing suite, the young father trying to convince his wife any way he knew how. "Gambling. She can make a lot of money for us- and her- gambling. And we'll probably want to play the... | |
[WP] Parents choose their children's stats. A common practice among poorer families is luck-farming - that is, putting all of their child's points into luck to improve the family's luck as well. | She didn't walk, not the way that people like you or me walk -- instead, she seemed to glide wherever she went. She was the epitome of grace, gliding over the earth so that she never slipped, never tripped, never fell. When I saw her strolling through the woods behind our houses, a chance breeze would always lift up br... | "You useless, ungrateful child!" Dad raised his hand into the air, an image that was burned into my mind and that I dreamed of endlessly in my nightmares.
"I am sorry, father!" I huddled into a ball, arms raised in a pathetic attempt of submission.
"What a useless sack of shit." Father spat the words, "no skills, no ... | |
[WP] A man releases an evil genie, bent on corrupting his wishes. However, the man's wishes are so boring and mundane, the evil genie struggles to twist them. | "You have two more wishes!" growled the genie impatiently. She drummed her blue fingers on the lid of the lamp as she leaned upon it.
"Well, I'm thinking about it still," the man said in a fairly monotone voice. In his hands, he held a 1200-count set of king-sized sheets, the fruits of his first wish. "I could a... | I looked up. I was 53 with three grandchildren, and a beat up Subaru. The genie's eyes were glowing brightly. Something was off. He hissed, "What will it be sir, millions of dollars? Fame? Women? I frowned and replied, "A twixt bar would be really great. I get really grumpy when I'm hungry..."
"Only *one*?"
"Yes only... | |
[WP] A man releases an evil genie, bent on corrupting his wishes. However, the man's wishes are so boring and mundane, the evil genie struggles to twist them. | ‘I just want to assembly my dinner table. ‘
‘ Ok, but you invoked me, I’m Fjarsalvon Skranes, a big devil, I can do a lot of thinks to you, I can give you power, money and girls, ‘ said the white goat mysteriously appeared in my flat, a weird speaking goat.
‘ I never invoked you, I just came from Ikea with my new di... | I looked up. I was 53 with three grandchildren, and a beat up Subaru. The genie's eyes were glowing brightly. Something was off. He hissed, "What will it be sir, millions of dollars? Fame? Women? I frowned and replied, "A twixt bar would be really great. I get really grumpy when I'm hungry..."
"Only *one*?"
"Yes only... | |
[WP] A man releases an evil genie, bent on corrupting his wishes. However, the man's wishes are so boring and mundane, the evil genie struggles to twist them. | "I wish my legs aren't tired" I say, considering I had walked a while before finding this lamp. I then watched the genie look at me confused and stared at my face to face as if he looked at a person that either went mad or so stupid to wish for such a thing.
"Are you sure?" He said confused. It was a great joy seeing... | “I am the Grand Genie Beryl, most feared and envied of all my kind. I’ve brought ruin to civilizations and untold horrors the likes of which you can’t imagine. Tell me, master, how may I exact your vengeance? You have three wishes.”
“Actually, I wish for a vanilla milkshake,” Hector replied to the genie.
“Seriously?... |
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