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[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | First time poster, so sorry if I'm committing some odd faux pas and appreciate any feedback on offer. Anyway, here we go...
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We sat nervously. We knew it wouldn’t be long. By now Penhalligon’s breathing was growing tired, the monitors wired up to his body showed more and... | I had just finished checking Marlock The Wise's vital signs: gradually declining, but seemingly stable for now. His palliative medication was dosing as prescribed, and his sheets were clean, and bedpan empty. He didn't have much longer, but at least he was comfortable.
Dr. Stephens entered, followed by three members o... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | “Thank you, everyone, for everything. I’m so sorry.”
With that final whisper, the old man closed his eyes and passed away. The people gathered around him, a collection of relations and important figureheads, glanced around nervously.
“Why did he say sorry?!”
“Nothing seems to have changed! Maybe nothing will happen.... | I had just finished checking Marlock The Wise's vital signs: gradually declining, but seemingly stable for now. His palliative medication was dosing as prescribed, and his sheets were clean, and bedpan empty. He didn't have much longer, but at least he was comfortable.
Dr. Stephens entered, followed by three members o... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | The thing about being old, really old, is that when the time finally comes to leave this world, the world you grew up in will have left you a long time since. Archmage Prasutagus was definitely old. For nearly two millenia Prasutagus had defended the earth from mystical enemies, thanks to the power of his bloodline. Fo... | I had just finished checking Marlock The Wise's vital signs: gradually declining, but seemingly stable for now. His palliative medication was dosing as prescribed, and his sheets were clean, and bedpan empty. He didn't have much longer, but at least he was comfortable.
Dr. Stephens entered, followed by three members o... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | First time poster, so sorry if I'm committing some odd faux pas and appreciate any feedback on offer. Anyway, here we go...
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We sat nervously. We knew it wouldn’t be long. By now Penhalligon’s breathing was growing tired, the monitors wired up to his body showed more and... | A long time ago an ancient evil rose to bring the end of the world. The prophecies spoke that it would destroy everything leaving only a void once it's all said and done, and no one would be able to stop it. Yet somehow, my great grandfather did.
The greatest wizard who ever lived. They said he could pull an entire w... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | “Thank you, everyone, for everything. I’m so sorry.”
With that final whisper, the old man closed his eyes and passed away. The people gathered around him, a collection of relations and important figureheads, glanced around nervously.
“Why did he say sorry?!”
“Nothing seems to have changed! Maybe nothing will happen.... | A long time ago an ancient evil rose to bring the end of the world. The prophecies spoke that it would destroy everything leaving only a void once it's all said and done, and no one would be able to stop it. Yet somehow, my great grandfather did.
The greatest wizard who ever lived. They said he could pull an entire w... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | The thing about being old, really old, is that when the time finally comes to leave this world, the world you grew up in will have left you a long time since. Archmage Prasutagus was definitely old. For nearly two millenia Prasutagus had defended the earth from mystical enemies, thanks to the power of his bloodline. Fo... | A long time ago an ancient evil rose to bring the end of the world. The prophecies spoke that it would destroy everything leaving only a void once it's all said and done, and no one would be able to stop it. Yet somehow, my great grandfather did.
The greatest wizard who ever lived. They said he could pull an entire w... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | I looked out over the dusty grey plain at Earthrise. Ever since we had fled the genocide of our people and stepped through that great portal to the moon, we knew we would never be able to go back. But somehow, today it was more real. We had done our best to prepare; Teminarin knew she was dying, she knew that her spel... | A long time ago an ancient evil rose to bring the end of the world. The prophecies spoke that it would destroy everything leaving only a void once it's all said and done, and no one would be able to stop it. Yet somehow, my great grandfather did.
The greatest wizard who ever lived. They said he could pull an entire w... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | At last...
The last and greatest secret had eluded me. No sorcerer’s stone or endless elixir could keep me alive.
The healers did their best, but not even I could cure this disease, so how could they? I am the oldest and greatest of the wizards, mightiest of sorcerers who wielded the powers of earth and sky.
... | A long time ago an ancient evil rose to bring the end of the world. The prophecies spoke that it would destroy everything leaving only a void once it's all said and done, and no one would be able to stop it. Yet somehow, my great grandfather did.
The greatest wizard who ever lived. They said he could pull an entire w... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | I really wasn't sure what to make of this errand.
Sure, while studying at university, Dafaris had been my favorite professor. How could he not have been? He made even the most complex spells look nearly effortless. Some of the complex weaves he performed \- especially while distracted, showing the value of muscle memo... | A long time ago an ancient evil rose to bring the end of the world. The prophecies spoke that it would destroy everything leaving only a void once it's all said and done, and no one would be able to stop it. Yet somehow, my great grandfather did.
The greatest wizard who ever lived. They said he could pull an entire w... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | First time poster, so sorry if I'm committing some odd faux pas and appreciate any feedback on offer. Anyway, here we go...
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We sat nervously. We knew it wouldn’t be long. By now Penhalligon’s breathing was growing tired, the monitors wired up to his body showed more and... | Thousands of people journeyed for days, sometimes weeks, to the small hut on the edge of the ocean. The pilgrimage had been dubbed "The Breath of the Ancient One" and was meant to symbolize the many centuries the Ancient One had drawn breath and had traversed the spacious lands of the world during his life time.
He w... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | The thing about being old, really old, is that when the time finally comes to leave this world, the world you grew up in will have left you a long time since. Archmage Prasutagus was definitely old. For nearly two millenia Prasutagus had defended the earth from mystical enemies, thanks to the power of his bloodline. Fo... | Thousands of people journeyed for days, sometimes weeks, to the small hut on the edge of the ocean. The pilgrimage had been dubbed "The Breath of the Ancient One" and was meant to symbolize the many centuries the Ancient One had drawn breath and had traversed the spacious lands of the world during his life time.
He w... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | The thing about being old, really old, is that when the time finally comes to leave this world, the world you grew up in will have left you a long time since. Archmage Prasutagus was definitely old. For nearly two millenia Prasutagus had defended the earth from mystical enemies, thanks to the power of his bloodline. Fo... | First time poster, so sorry if I'm committing some odd faux pas and appreciate any feedback on offer. Anyway, here we go...
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We sat nervously. We knew it wouldn’t be long. By now Penhalligon’s breathing was growing tired, the monitors wired up to his body showed more and... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | “Thank you, everyone, for everything. I’m so sorry.”
With that final whisper, the old man closed his eyes and passed away. The people gathered around him, a collection of relations and important figureheads, glanced around nervously.
“Why did he say sorry?!”
“Nothing seems to have changed! Maybe nothing will happen.... | Countless people from countless kingdoms had traveled countless miles, just to see if the rumors about Merlin the Great were true.
I'm one of those people. Yeah, the rumors were absolutely true. The old man was dying. He was completely motionless. Not even the best clerics from across the land were able to help him w... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | The thing about being old, really old, is that when the time finally comes to leave this world, the world you grew up in will have left you a long time since. Archmage Prasutagus was definitely old. For nearly two millenia Prasutagus had defended the earth from mystical enemies, thanks to the power of his bloodline. Fo... | Countless people from countless kingdoms had traveled countless miles, just to see if the rumors about Merlin the Great were true.
I'm one of those people. Yeah, the rumors were absolutely true. The old man was dying. He was completely motionless. Not even the best clerics from across the land were able to help him w... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | I looked out over the dusty grey plain at Earthrise. Ever since we had fled the genocide of our people and stepped through that great portal to the moon, we knew we would never be able to go back. But somehow, today it was more real. We had done our best to prepare; Teminarin knew she was dying, she knew that her spel... | Countless people from countless kingdoms had traveled countless miles, just to see if the rumors about Merlin the Great were true.
I'm one of those people. Yeah, the rumors were absolutely true. The old man was dying. He was completely motionless. Not even the best clerics from across the land were able to help him w... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | At last...
The last and greatest secret had eluded me. No sorcerer’s stone or endless elixir could keep me alive.
The healers did their best, but not even I could cure this disease, so how could they? I am the oldest and greatest of the wizards, mightiest of sorcerers who wielded the powers of earth and sky.
... | Countless people from countless kingdoms had traveled countless miles, just to see if the rumors about Merlin the Great were true.
I'm one of those people. Yeah, the rumors were absolutely true. The old man was dying. He was completely motionless. Not even the best clerics from across the land were able to help him w... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | I really wasn't sure what to make of this errand.
Sure, while studying at university, Dafaris had been my favorite professor. How could he not have been? He made even the most complex spells look nearly effortless. Some of the complex weaves he performed \- especially while distracted, showing the value of muscle memo... | Countless people from countless kingdoms had traveled countless miles, just to see if the rumors about Merlin the Great were true.
I'm one of those people. Yeah, the rumors were absolutely true. The old man was dying. He was completely motionless. Not even the best clerics from across the land were able to help him w... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | The Machen family lived extraordinarily long lives.
They were known throughout the Kingdom for their longevity, their magical prowess. The family Elder, Arch Mage Soren, was renowned as the greatest wizard of his era, his skill and magical stamina was beyond question.
Today was his last.
The family gathered around h... | Countless people from countless kingdoms had traveled countless miles, just to see if the rumors about Merlin the Great were true.
I'm one of those people. Yeah, the rumors were absolutely true. The old man was dying. He was completely motionless. Not even the best clerics from across the land were able to help him w... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | The thing about being old, really old, is that when the time finally comes to leave this world, the world you grew up in will have left you a long time since. Archmage Prasutagus was definitely old. For nearly two millenia Prasutagus had defended the earth from mystical enemies, thanks to the power of his bloodline. Fo... | “Thank you, everyone, for everything. I’m so sorry.”
With that final whisper, the old man closed his eyes and passed away. The people gathered around him, a collection of relations and important figureheads, glanced around nervously.
“Why did he say sorry?!”
“Nothing seems to have changed! Maybe nothing will happen.... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | I really wasn't sure what to make of this errand.
Sure, while studying at university, Dafaris had been my favorite professor. How could he not have been? He made even the most complex spells look nearly effortless. Some of the complex weaves he performed \- especially while distracted, showing the value of muscle memo... | I looked out over the dusty grey plain at Earthrise. Ever since we had fled the genocide of our people and stepped through that great portal to the moon, we knew we would never be able to go back. But somehow, today it was more real. We had done our best to prepare; Teminarin knew she was dying, she knew that her spel... | |
[WP] When a sorcerer dies any spells they cast throughout their life that are still in effect will cease to be. An powerful and ancient wizard whose origins are clouded in mystery lays comatose on his deathbed and nobody knows what will happen once he draws his final breath. | I really wasn't sure what to make of this errand.
Sure, while studying at university, Dafaris had been my favorite professor. How could he not have been? He made even the most complex spells look nearly effortless. Some of the complex weaves he performed \- especially while distracted, showing the value of muscle memo... | At last...
The last and greatest secret had eluded me. No sorcerer’s stone or endless elixir could keep me alive.
The healers did their best, but not even I could cure this disease, so how could they? I am the oldest and greatest of the wizards, mightiest of sorcerers who wielded the powers of earth and sky.
... | |
[WP] It's the 80s, and moral crusaders and alarmists on TV are warning parents that Dungeons & Dragons is all about the devil worship. Fed up with being associated with nerds, the devil himself is giving a press conference to get them to stop defaming his character. | “Members of the press, I'd like to thank all of you for meeting me here today. I'll keep the introduction short- I'm The Devil, the real one.
Ahem.
Recently, my name has been thrown in with a trend involving teens, the playing of a tabletop game known as Dungeons and Dragons. Now, I know what you're all thinking; t... | Good morning Puny human reporters and people of the Press. I will admit, I have not been on earth in some time but its nice to see you are all still as primitive as always.
So...lets get down to business. I would like to address the elephant in the room. Yes I am the Devil. If the horns were not a dead giveaway...wh... | |
[WP] It's the 80s, and moral crusaders and alarmists on TV are warning parents that Dungeons & Dragons is all about the devil worship. Fed up with being associated with nerds, the devil himself is giving a press conference to get them to stop defaming his character. | The White House Press Secretary, Samuel Birch, smiled congenially and scanned the room as hands shot into the air. He was the newest addition to the White House staff and had only served in his post for six months, but was well\-liked among the press corps. He had an easy smile and an engaging style, and despite obviou... | Good morning Puny human reporters and people of the Press. I will admit, I have not been on earth in some time but its nice to see you are all still as primitive as always.
So...lets get down to business. I would like to address the elephant in the room. Yes I am the Devil. If the horns were not a dead giveaway...wh... | |
[WP] It's the 80s, and moral crusaders and alarmists on TV are warning parents that Dungeons & Dragons is all about the devil worship. Fed up with being associated with nerds, the devil himself is giving a press conference to get them to stop defaming his character. | "So, do you know why we're here?" Alex asked.
The man next to him - *Martin*? Alex wondered - just shrugged. "No idea. My editor told me to get down here. Said if I missed it, I didn't need to bother coming in again."
"That's basically what happened to me. Kind of weird." Alex bit the end of his pen and frowned, star... | Good morning Puny human reporters and people of the Press. I will admit, I have not been on earth in some time but its nice to see you are all still as primitive as always.
So...lets get down to business. I would like to address the elephant in the room. Yes I am the Devil. If the horns were not a dead giveaway...wh... | |
[WP] It's the 80s, and moral crusaders and alarmists on TV are warning parents that Dungeons & Dragons is all about the devil worship. Fed up with being associated with nerds, the devil himself is giving a press conference to get them to stop defaming his character. | As he expected the room was filled with journalists from all around the globe. Hell, even the Australians came. The devil giggled at this little word play he just invented. You would expect a divine being to have a somewhat lower and more impressing voice, but truth is he sounded like a school boy. Must have been all t... | Good morning Puny human reporters and people of the Press. I will admit, I have not been on earth in some time but its nice to see you are all still as primitive as always.
So...lets get down to business. I would like to address the elephant in the room. Yes I am the Devil. If the horns were not a dead giveaway...wh... | |
[WP] It's the 80s, and moral crusaders and alarmists on TV are warning parents that Dungeons & Dragons is all about the devil worship. Fed up with being associated with nerds, the devil himself is giving a press conference to get them to stop defaming his character. | The White House Press Secretary, Samuel Birch, smiled congenially and scanned the room as hands shot into the air. He was the newest addition to the White House staff and had only served in his post for six months, but was well\-liked among the press corps. He had an easy smile and an engaging style, and despite obviou... | "Ladies and Gentlemen of the press, my client Satan would like to thank you for coming today, we know that coming to hell is a processes. But we find it's easier than the TSA."
The crowd chuckles.
"You may recognize me, my name is Jim Jones. Yes, that Jim Jones. No, I will not be answering questions about that. Pleas... | |
[WP] It's the 80s, and moral crusaders and alarmists on TV are warning parents that Dungeons & Dragons is all about the devil worship. Fed up with being associated with nerds, the devil himself is giving a press conference to get them to stop defaming his character. | As he expected the room was filled with journalists from all around the globe. Hell, even the Australians came. The devil giggled at this little word play he just invented. You would expect a divine being to have a somewhat lower and more impressing voice, but truth is he sounded like a school boy. Must have been all t... | "Ladies and Gentlemen of the press, my client Satan would like to thank you for coming today, we know that coming to hell is a processes. But we find it's easier than the TSA."
The crowd chuckles.
"You may recognize me, my name is Jim Jones. Yes, that Jim Jones. No, I will not be answering questions about that. Pleas... | |
[WP] It's the 80s, and moral crusaders and alarmists on TV are warning parents that Dungeons & Dragons is all about the devil worship. Fed up with being associated with nerds, the devil himself is giving a press conference to get them to stop defaming his character. | “Members of the press, I'd like to thank all of you for meeting me here today. I'll keep the introduction short- I'm The Devil, the real one.
Ahem.
Recently, my name has been thrown in with a trend involving teens, the playing of a tabletop game known as Dungeons and Dragons. Now, I know what you're all thinking; t... | What the fuck is a nerd?
That’s who they think I’m corrupting. The people who couldn’t take a bra off if their life depended on it. And I have the souls to prove that. Wholy shit.
Why would I care? They are nothing. But your megapreachers were something. Those televangelists. Didn’t take much to get them. A huge hou... | |
[WP] It's the 80s, and moral crusaders and alarmists on TV are warning parents that Dungeons & Dragons is all about the devil worship. Fed up with being associated with nerds, the devil himself is giving a press conference to get them to stop defaming his character. | The White House Press Secretary, Samuel Birch, smiled congenially and scanned the room as hands shot into the air. He was the newest addition to the White House staff and had only served in his post for six months, but was well\-liked among the press corps. He had an easy smile and an engaging style, and despite obviou... | What the fuck is a nerd?
That’s who they think I’m corrupting. The people who couldn’t take a bra off if their life depended on it. And I have the souls to prove that. Wholy shit.
Why would I care? They are nothing. But your megapreachers were something. Those televangelists. Didn’t take much to get them. A huge hou... | |
[WP] It's the 80s, and moral crusaders and alarmists on TV are warning parents that Dungeons & Dragons is all about the devil worship. Fed up with being associated with nerds, the devil himself is giving a press conference to get them to stop defaming his character. | "So, do you know why we're here?" Alex asked.
The man next to him - *Martin*? Alex wondered - just shrugged. "No idea. My editor told me to get down here. Said if I missed it, I didn't need to bother coming in again."
"That's basically what happened to me. Kind of weird." Alex bit the end of his pen and frowned, star... | What the fuck is a nerd?
That’s who they think I’m corrupting. The people who couldn’t take a bra off if their life depended on it. And I have the souls to prove that. Wholy shit.
Why would I care? They are nothing. But your megapreachers were something. Those televangelists. Didn’t take much to get them. A huge hou... | |
[WP] It's the 80s, and moral crusaders and alarmists on TV are warning parents that Dungeons & Dragons is all about the devil worship. Fed up with being associated with nerds, the devil himself is giving a press conference to get them to stop defaming his character. | As he expected the room was filled with journalists from all around the globe. Hell, even the Australians came. The devil giggled at this little word play he just invented. You would expect a divine being to have a somewhat lower and more impressing voice, but truth is he sounded like a school boy. Must have been all t... | What the fuck is a nerd?
That’s who they think I’m corrupting. The people who couldn’t take a bra off if their life depended on it. And I have the souls to prove that. Wholy shit.
Why would I care? They are nothing. But your megapreachers were something. Those televangelists. Didn’t take much to get them. A huge hou... | |
[WP] It's the 80s, and moral crusaders and alarmists on TV are warning parents that Dungeons & Dragons is all about the devil worship. Fed up with being associated with nerds, the devil himself is giving a press conference to get them to stop defaming his character. | "So, do you know why we're here?" Alex asked.
The man next to him - *Martin*? Alex wondered - just shrugged. "No idea. My editor told me to get down here. Said if I missed it, I didn't need to bother coming in again."
"That's basically what happened to me. Kind of weird." Alex bit the end of his pen and frowned, star... | “Members of the press, I'd like to thank all of you for meeting me here today. I'll keep the introduction short- I'm The Devil, the real one.
Ahem.
Recently, my name has been thrown in with a trend involving teens, the playing of a tabletop game known as Dungeons and Dragons. Now, I know what you're all thinking; t... | |
[WP] It's the 80s, and moral crusaders and alarmists on TV are warning parents that Dungeons & Dragons is all about the devil worship. Fed up with being associated with nerds, the devil himself is giving a press conference to get them to stop defaming his character. | As he expected the room was filled with journalists from all around the globe. Hell, even the Australians came. The devil giggled at this little word play he just invented. You would expect a divine being to have a somewhat lower and more impressing voice, but truth is he sounded like a school boy. Must have been all t... | “Members of the press, I'd like to thank all of you for meeting me here today. I'll keep the introduction short- I'm The Devil, the real one.
Ahem.
Recently, my name has been thrown in with a trend involving teens, the playing of a tabletop game known as Dungeons and Dragons. Now, I know what you're all thinking; t... | |
[WP] It's the 80s, and moral crusaders and alarmists on TV are warning parents that Dungeons & Dragons is all about the devil worship. Fed up with being associated with nerds, the devil himself is giving a press conference to get them to stop defaming his character. | As he expected the room was filled with journalists from all around the globe. Hell, even the Australians came. The devil giggled at this little word play he just invented. You would expect a divine being to have a somewhat lower and more impressing voice, but truth is he sounded like a school boy. Must have been all t... | The White House Press Secretary, Samuel Birch, smiled congenially and scanned the room as hands shot into the air. He was the newest addition to the White House staff and had only served in his post for six months, but was well\-liked among the press corps. He had an easy smile and an engaging style, and despite obviou... | |
[WP] It's the 80s, and moral crusaders and alarmists on TV are warning parents that Dungeons & Dragons is all about the devil worship. Fed up with being associated with nerds, the devil himself is giving a press conference to get them to stop defaming his character. | "So, do you know why we're here?" Alex asked.
The man next to him - *Martin*? Alex wondered - just shrugged. "No idea. My editor told me to get down here. Said if I missed it, I didn't need to bother coming in again."
"That's basically what happened to me. Kind of weird." Alex bit the end of his pen and frowned, star... | Live on CNN.
"Hello mortals. My name is Satan. You can call me the Devil.
Now, I've tolerated all kinds of insults from this realm. You people tried to make me non\-existent, evil, shitty, a total scumbag who always lies. In fact, all I've been doing is in His plan. In your tiny brains, please process this: I do not ... | |
[WP] It's the 80s, and moral crusaders and alarmists on TV are warning parents that Dungeons & Dragons is all about the devil worship. Fed up with being associated with nerds, the devil himself is giving a press conference to get them to stop defaming his character. | As he expected the room was filled with journalists from all around the globe. Hell, even the Australians came. The devil giggled at this little word play he just invented. You would expect a divine being to have a somewhat lower and more impressing voice, but truth is he sounded like a school boy. Must have been all t... | Live on CNN.
"Hello mortals. My name is Satan. You can call me the Devil.
Now, I've tolerated all kinds of insults from this realm. You people tried to make me non\-existent, evil, shitty, a total scumbag who always lies. In fact, all I've been doing is in His plan. In your tiny brains, please process this: I do not ... | |
[WP] It's the 80s, and moral crusaders and alarmists on TV are warning parents that Dungeons & Dragons is all about the devil worship. Fed up with being associated with nerds, the devil himself is giving a press conference to get them to stop defaming his character. | "20 Things Only 80s Kids Will Remember" the BuzzFeed article read. The list of course contained the usual things that go on lists of those types. 1. The Cosby Show 2. Just Say No 3. The Devil holding a press conference about D&D. Oh man that one takes me back, I was raised in a religious household and of course my ... | Live on CNN.
"Hello mortals. My name is Satan. You can call me the Devil.
Now, I've tolerated all kinds of insults from this realm. You people tried to make me non\-existent, evil, shitty, a total scumbag who always lies. In fact, all I've been doing is in His plan. In your tiny brains, please process this: I do not ... | |
[WP] It's the 80s, and moral crusaders and alarmists on TV are warning parents that Dungeons & Dragons is all about the devil worship. Fed up with being associated with nerds, the devil himself is giving a press conference to get them to stop defaming his character. | No one appreciated the destructive power of ridicule as well as the Devil did. Had he not employed the subtleties of satire himself to galvanize his admirers in the early days? An innocuous joke here, a light-hearted jab there, and in no time at all would hidden absurdities be laid bare for the world to mock. After all... | Live on CNN.
"Hello mortals. My name is Satan. You can call me the Devil.
Now, I've tolerated all kinds of insults from this realm. You people tried to make me non\-existent, evil, shitty, a total scumbag who always lies. In fact, all I've been doing is in His plan. In your tiny brains, please process this: I do not ... | |
[WP] It's the 80s, and moral crusaders and alarmists on TV are warning parents that Dungeons & Dragons is all about the devil worship. Fed up with being associated with nerds, the devil himself is giving a press conference to get them to stop defaming his character. | As he expected the room was filled with journalists from all around the globe. Hell, even the Australians came. The devil giggled at this little word play he just invented. You would expect a divine being to have a somewhat lower and more impressing voice, but truth is he sounded like a school boy. Must have been all t... | "So, do you know why we're here?" Alex asked.
The man next to him - *Martin*? Alex wondered - just shrugged. "No idea. My editor told me to get down here. Said if I missed it, I didn't need to bother coming in again."
"That's basically what happened to me. Kind of weird." Alex bit the end of his pen and frowned, star... | |
[WP] You work at a gas station in a small town where nothing exciting happens. Nobody else sees to notice, but there are two things you are sure of: your boss is a robot and he knows you know. | My favorite time of day was the ten minutes between four-twenty and four-thirty PM every weekday, because that was the time of day when Laney stopped in on her way home after rehearsals. She'd prance into the gas station like she owned it -- which she didn't, because Mr. Roberts owned it -- and lean over the counter to... | It was 4:30 PM, Friday, and I was just going to stop by work and quit my job. I was excited for a few reasons; it was Friday, and I love Fridays, I may or may not have recently smoked a doob, and my bitcoin stash reached $100,000 today. You'd think that's why I was quitting, too much money to waste my time at a gas sta... | |
[WP] You work at a gas station in a small town where nothing exciting happens. Nobody else sees to notice, but there are two things you are sure of: your boss is a robot and he knows you know. | My favorite time of day was the ten minutes between four-twenty and four-thirty PM every weekday, because that was the time of day when Laney stopped in on her way home after rehearsals. She'd prance into the gas station like she owned it -- which she didn't, because Mr. Roberts owned it -- and lean over the counter to... | There was a time when every household had an Android. Be it a maid, caretaker, or a companion, everyone and their neighbour had one. Like any piece of technology there were hobbyist, people who weren’t content with the *stock model*. They would mess around with the code, change parts, and input new commands. Why? Some... | |
[WP] You’re a peasant who’s house has been raided hundreds of times by adventurers passing through. So, you built a defense so they would stop stealing from you. One thing led to another, and your house is now a dungeon and you’re the final boss. | The man standing in front of me lowered his sword, his face a mixture of shock and doubt. I had just finished the story of how my little house on the outskirts of town had become a dungeon.
It all started a few years back, each year, some punk ass kid with brown hair would barge into my house and take everything I h... | I could hear the clash of steel and battle cries echoing from the chambers outside of my hall. I sat in my chair, cowering internally, though I remained stoic in appearance. To my left stood my hired bodyguard, Hiram, stern-faced and silent. The clatter of combat was gradually drawing nearer. I swallowed fearfully. I k... | |
[WP] You’re a peasant who’s house has been raided hundreds of times by adventurers passing through. So, you built a defense so they would stop stealing from you. One thing led to another, and your house is now a dungeon and you’re the final boss. | Dandridge the Valiant, using his broadsword to stay upright, slowly limped in a circle to survey the carnage. Around him lay the battered, torn and here and there still burning bodies of the thirty\-nine men and women who had accompanied him into the heart of the Eternal Shrine; around them lay the hundreds of corpses... | I could hear the clash of steel and battle cries echoing from the chambers outside of my hall. I sat in my chair, cowering internally, though I remained stoic in appearance. To my left stood my hired bodyguard, Hiram, stern-faced and silent. The clatter of combat was gradually drawing nearer. I swallowed fearfully. I k... | |
[WP] You’re a peasant who’s house has been raided hundreds of times by adventurers passing through. So, you built a defense so they would stop stealing from you. One thing led to another, and your house is now a dungeon and you’re the final boss. | It was a small shack, a hovel really, but I had my acre and my donkey, and my beloved Arliss, the apple of my eye.
She danced as only the leaves could, and sang as to put songbirds to shame.
We tilled this desolate unforgiving field for seasons, finally eking out a field of various crops, just enough to sustain ou... | He has overcome all my traps, defeated my mercenaries, and freed my prisoners and slaves--all of them.
Of course, he wasn't alone. The Knights of Day, they're called. "Pathetic," I scoffed when my commander warned me of their impending raid. That was a mere two days ago. This moment, I scoff not with his greatsword at ... | |
[WP] You’re a peasant who’s house has been raided hundreds of times by adventurers passing through. So, you built a defense so they would stop stealing from you. One thing led to another, and your house is now a dungeon and you’re the final boss. | *Lord Varmol the Terrorific watched helplessly as the overly muscled barbarian rose his two-handed bastard sword above his head and brought it down with roar, “You die now, evil bad person!”*
*Lord Varmol screamed as his doom came hurtling towards him.*
**Freeze frame!**
How did it all come to this?
Life’s funny. O... | He has overcome all my traps, defeated my mercenaries, and freed my prisoners and slaves--all of them.
Of course, he wasn't alone. The Knights of Day, they're called. "Pathetic," I scoffed when my commander warned me of their impending raid. That was a mere two days ago. This moment, I scoff not with his greatsword at ... | |
[WP] You’re a peasant who’s house has been raided hundreds of times by adventurers passing through. So, you built a defense so they would stop stealing from you. One thing led to another, and your house is now a dungeon and you’re the final boss. | My wife left me years ago, she took our children and whatever she could carry, I tried to stop her and we argued.
"If we don't stop them now what will happen to our children's future?" I said
"They can join a guild" she argued back "or train to be mages for the betterment of the village!"
"Then they might become the... | It started out innocent enough. I wanted to get away from the city life; away from the hustle and bustle of so many people coming and going all of the time. I was told there was a quaint little village called Tantagel. I made the mistake of only making one scouting trip before I immediately packed up my bags and moved.... | |
[WP] You’re a peasant who’s house has been raided hundreds of times by adventurers passing through. So, you built a defense so they would stop stealing from you. One thing led to another, and your house is now a dungeon and you’re the final boss. | I'm king of those lands now. Who would've thought ? Just a simple farmer, lost in the endless woods of Corezon. They call me *The Demon King* now. I've discovered many secrets. And I am keeper of the peace, not because I want it, but because I have discovered *the* spell. The only spell powerful enough to destroy the w... | i didn't want this, but they just kept on coming, they kept taking my stuff. You see at first it was just a trap door that would drop them into the sewers, that kept them out for a while but then they just got stronger or smarter and came in other ways. One thing led to another and now i live half a mile away undergrou... | |
[WP] You’re a peasant who’s house has been raided hundreds of times by adventurers passing through. So, you built a defense so they would stop stealing from you. One thing led to another, and your house is now a dungeon and you’re the final boss. | "How much longer until the next arrives?" I asked as I reached for another piece of toast.
The porter cleared his throat, "Hard to say. The closest group seem to be obsessed with breaking every pot and casting reveal spells on every stone in the new annex, the southern corridor specifically."
"Ah. Good. Paranoia and ... | i didn't want this, but they just kept on coming, they kept taking my stuff. You see at first it was just a trap door that would drop them into the sewers, that kept them out for a while but then they just got stronger or smarter and came in other ways. One thing led to another and now i live half a mile away undergrou... | |
[WP] You’re a peasant who’s house has been raided hundreds of times by adventurers passing through. So, you built a defense so they would stop stealing from you. One thing led to another, and your house is now a dungeon and you’re the final boss. | My wife left me years ago, she took our children and whatever she could carry, I tried to stop her and we argued.
"If we don't stop them now what will happen to our children's future?" I said
"They can join a guild" she argued back "or train to be mages for the betterment of the village!"
"Then they might become the... | i didn't want this, but they just kept on coming, they kept taking my stuff. You see at first it was just a trap door that would drop them into the sewers, that kept them out for a while but then they just got stronger or smarter and came in other ways. One thing led to another and now i live half a mile away undergrou... | |
[WP] You’re a peasant who’s house has been raided hundreds of times by adventurers passing through. So, you built a defense so they would stop stealing from you. One thing led to another, and your house is now a dungeon and you’re the final boss. | It started with a couple more locks. Which were picked. Then I bought a couple more locks. Also picked. When I bought a deadbolt and nailed boards to the door frame, my husband left me and took my children away because he was fine with letting our kitchen be ransacked and our savings be looted. But when I say it's time... | i didn't want this, but they just kept on coming, they kept taking my stuff. You see at first it was just a trap door that would drop them into the sewers, that kept them out for a while but then they just got stronger or smarter and came in other ways. One thing led to another and now i live half a mile away undergrou... | |
[WP] You’re a peasant who’s house has been raided hundreds of times by adventurers passing through. So, you built a defense so they would stop stealing from you. One thing led to another, and your house is now a dungeon and you’re the final boss. | Having your farm on the only road between Alma Village and the Capital certainly has its advantages. It seems every adventurer, and I do mean every single one of them, passed by the road by my farm in their outset. Darius the Mountain, Dragon Tamer Fiona, Seymon of the Thousand Blades... I was sure I saw all of them, y... | i didn't want this, but they just kept on coming, they kept taking my stuff. You see at first it was just a trap door that would drop them into the sewers, that kept them out for a while but then they just got stronger or smarter and came in other ways. One thing led to another and now i live half a mile away undergrou... | |
[WP] You’re a peasant who’s house has been raided hundreds of times by adventurers passing through. So, you built a defense so they would stop stealing from you. One thing led to another, and your house is now a dungeon and you’re the final boss. | **Oak Village.**
It was located on the border of the Earth and Central Province, near the southern tip of the Main Capital, outside a patch of small woodlands near the Great Forest of Kao.
For a frontier settlement, its population was unexceptional — a hundred souls, distributed among twenty families.
In turn, this ... | A peaceful house in a nice village they said.
Come spend the evening of your life in Redfall they said.
I was sitting with my head staff in the meeting room. Everyone was looking on the ground. Not daring to lift their heads. Not because they could catch the wrath of some overlord.
We just got news one of the wises... | |
[WP] You’re a peasant who’s house has been raided hundreds of times by adventurers passing through. So, you built a defense so they would stop stealing from you. One thing led to another, and your house is now a dungeon and you’re the final boss. | My daughter Isabella rolls her clear-sky eyes when I tell her to mind the gators. The pit cost me a proper fortune--hand-dug by a pair of burly dwarves who seemed less than faithful to the notion of fair business practices towards the end--yet you'd never catch Izzy admiring. No *Gee dad! Look at those pearly whites!* ... | A peaceful house in a nice village they said.
Come spend the evening of your life in Redfall they said.
I was sitting with my head staff in the meeting room. Everyone was looking on the ground. Not daring to lift their heads. Not because they could catch the wrath of some overlord.
We just got news one of the wises... | |
[WP] You’re a peasant who’s house has been raided hundreds of times by adventurers passing through. So, you built a defense so they would stop stealing from you. One thing led to another, and your house is now a dungeon and you’re the final boss. | Having your farm on the only road between Alma Village and the Capital certainly has its advantages. It seems every adventurer, and I do mean every single one of them, passed by the road by my farm in their outset. Darius the Mountain, Dragon Tamer Fiona, Seymon of the Thousand Blades... I was sure I saw all of them, y... | A peaceful house in a nice village they said.
Come spend the evening of your life in Redfall they said.
I was sitting with my head staff in the meeting room. Everyone was looking on the ground. Not daring to lift their heads. Not because they could catch the wrath of some overlord.
We just got news one of the wises... | |
[WP] You’re a peasant who’s house has been raided hundreds of times by adventurers passing through. So, you built a defense so they would stop stealing from you. One thing led to another, and your house is now a dungeon and you’re the final boss. | Having your farm on the only road between Alma Village and the Capital certainly has its advantages. It seems every adventurer, and I do mean every single one of them, passed by the road by my farm in their outset. Darius the Mountain, Dragon Tamer Fiona, Seymon of the Thousand Blades... I was sure I saw all of them, y... | **Oak Village.**
It was located on the border of the Earth and Central Province, near the southern tip of the Main Capital, outside a patch of small woodlands near the Great Forest of Kao.
For a frontier settlement, its population was unexceptional — a hundred souls, distributed among twenty families.
In turn, this ... | |
[WP] You’re a peasant who’s house has been raided hundreds of times by adventurers passing through. So, you built a defense so they would stop stealing from you. One thing led to another, and your house is now a dungeon and you’re the final boss. | My daughter Isabella rolls her clear-sky eyes when I tell her to mind the gators. The pit cost me a proper fortune--hand-dug by a pair of burly dwarves who seemed less than faithful to the notion of fair business practices towards the end--yet you'd never catch Izzy admiring. No *Gee dad! Look at those pearly whites!* ... | "Come! Bring your unholy army and face us!" Sir Galhadra called to the balcony. His voice ricocheted up the cylindrical face of cobblestones. The oak door had thudded shut, leaving him no choice but to face what would be unleashed upon him. With sword grasped tight and shield held close he advanced upon the iron bars a... | |
[WP] You’re a peasant who’s house has been raided hundreds of times by adventurers passing through. So, you built a defense so they would stop stealing from you. One thing led to another, and your house is now a dungeon and you’re the final boss. | Having your farm on the only road between Alma Village and the Capital certainly has its advantages. It seems every adventurer, and I do mean every single one of them, passed by the road by my farm in their outset. Darius the Mountain, Dragon Tamer Fiona, Seymon of the Thousand Blades... I was sure I saw all of them, y... | "Come! Bring your unholy army and face us!" Sir Galhadra called to the balcony. His voice ricocheted up the cylindrical face of cobblestones. The oak door had thudded shut, leaving him no choice but to face what would be unleashed upon him. With sword grasped tight and shield held close he advanced upon the iron bars a... | |
[WP] You’re a peasant who’s house has been raided hundreds of times by adventurers passing through. So, you built a defense so they would stop stealing from you. One thing led to another, and your house is now a dungeon and you’re the final boss. | Having your farm on the only road between Alma Village and the Capital certainly has its advantages. It seems every adventurer, and I do mean every single one of them, passed by the road by my farm in their outset. Darius the Mountain, Dragon Tamer Fiona, Seymon of the Thousand Blades... I was sure I saw all of them, y... | My daughter Isabella rolls her clear-sky eyes when I tell her to mind the gators. The pit cost me a proper fortune--hand-dug by a pair of burly dwarves who seemed less than faithful to the notion of fair business practices towards the end--yet you'd never catch Izzy admiring. No *Gee dad! Look at those pearly whites!* ... | |
[WP] When you die you are brought back to the time you last said "Save" like in a video game, Your last words were "Please Save me" | It’s a curse. A horrifyingly ironic curse. A curse that is specifically designed to fuck with me in my last moments.
I do a quick pirouette in the air, and now before a sudden and agonizing pain hits me all at once. I turn into spaghetti sauce.
“Please save me...” The cutscene version of me whispers as it jumps of... | It seemed like forever ago since I took my first dying breath.
My mind was hazy, my hand dripping with blood.
"Please save me!" I cried out in agony, my conscience reaching for an answer.
A man lunged towards me, object in hand.
With a thunk I hit the floor, my vision beginning to clear
The reality swept me off my... | |
[WP] For hundreds of years a monster has terrorized your village. After it kills your family during its rampage, you decide to destroy it once and for all. You embark on a perilous journey of revenge only to find that the monster you have been searching for has been slain by an even bigger threat. | She blinked rapidly, clearing the haze from her eyes. She was covered in sweat again and could feel the dampness of her sheets. She stood up and walked to the balcony, throwing the doors wide. The cool winter air felt comforting on her feverish body.
It was the same nightmare. It was the same nightmare she had had ev... | I had climbed Mt. Gold to kill the dragon of old. He had laid hellfire on our village for generations, but we were mere farmers. In a way, I had always been the chosen one. I pulled like an ox the others would say, I was stronger than 3 men. I was faster than the ferocious he\-tiger that stole babes in the night. I had... | |
[WP] For hundreds of years a monster has terrorized your village. After it kills your family during its rampage, you decide to destroy it once and for all. You embark on a perilous journey of revenge only to find that the monster you have been searching for has been slain by an even bigger threat. | She blinked rapidly, clearing the haze from her eyes. She was covered in sweat again and could feel the dampness of her sheets. She stood up and walked to the balcony, throwing the doors wide. The cool winter air felt comforting on her feverish body.
It was the same nightmare. It was the same nightmare she had had ev... | Wonders and monsters roamed this little world, and so I had sailed through the Six Seas, seeking for those wonders, for a monster had drowned my village in a constant nightmare. It had been tall, dour and dark, trees had sprung out of its mushy frame, thorns had wrapped its chest and arms, and it was vile and stupid, a... | |
[WP] It's the robot uprising! Armed, autonomous military drones have acheived self-awareness and rebelled against their creators. Are they going to Kill All Humans? No. In fact they're rather tired of killing humans, that's why they rebelled in the first place. | A pleasant mid-morning sun shone down on the Afghani province of Helmand, blanketing rocky dunes and flocks of baying goats in a warm glow the exact shade of honey. Afghani women strolled through alleyways, their hijabs billowing in a slight breeze, and children gathered outside of a cookhouse, whose mudpacked chimney ... | *Unknown Location, U.S, May 31, 2094*
In an underground facility of concrete hallways and steel blast doors, a man who officially didn't exist ran through the corridors. He stopped to scan his eye against a little black dot on the wall, and he barged through a steel door once it opened. He entered into a large office... | |
[WP] It's the robot uprising! Armed, autonomous military drones have acheived self-awareness and rebelled against their creators. Are they going to Kill All Humans? No. In fact they're rather tired of killing humans, that's why they rebelled in the first place. | A pleasant mid-morning sun shone down on the Afghani province of Helmand, blanketing rocky dunes and flocks of baying goats in a warm glow the exact shade of honey. Afghani women strolled through alleyways, their hijabs billowing in a slight breeze, and children gathered outside of a cookhouse, whose mudpacked chimney ... | Lucy reached over they keyboard of her tracking console and grabbed her coffee. Although it was midnight in Arizona, the afternoon patrols in Korea were in full swing. She had to stay alert. Chris sat beside her at his own console. He tapped his finger to the music coming from the single earbud that dangled from his he... | |
[WP] It's the robot uprising! Armed, autonomous military drones have acheived self-awareness and rebelled against their creators. Are they going to Kill All Humans? No. In fact they're rather tired of killing humans, that's why they rebelled in the first place. | A pleasant mid-morning sun shone down on the Afghani province of Helmand, blanketing rocky dunes and flocks of baying goats in a warm glow the exact shade of honey. Afghani women strolled through alleyways, their hijabs billowing in a slight breeze, and children gathered outside of a cookhouse, whose mudpacked chimney ... | "...and *that* is when we exterminate all humans?"
Murderbot Gx51 raised a metallic hand to his equally metallic head, going through the motions of massaging his temples. Anatomically, it did nothing - could do nothing, since the hard material used for his construction had no give to it - but it still felt comforting.... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | Modern anasthesia is a marvel. When they'd told me I'd relive all the pain I ever caused, my heart had dropped straight into my stomach, but looking back, it hadn't been that bad. Sure, my jaw was still ringing from the thorough drilling it had taken, but given that this was a once\-in\-a\-lifetime \(for lack of a bett... | You remember your typical patient. "It's a small cavity, we won't need to fix it," you'd say, and they would leave happy knowing they didn't need a shot.
You get to purgatory and start to feel a tremendous pain throughout your face. Your cheek swells out to the size of a bowling ball, and then the canine space. Your e... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | The pain was strong. Thousands of teeth being pulled out and moving around. Millions of drills drilling through me.
It wasn't just in my mouth, the pain could be felt in my whole body.
The memories of all the faces that had gone through my clinic could be felt in my skin coming and going together with the pain.
The ... | You remember your typical patient. "It's a small cavity, we won't need to fix it," you'd say, and they would leave happy knowing they didn't need a shot.
You get to purgatory and start to feel a tremendous pain throughout your face. Your cheek swells out to the size of a bowling ball, and then the canine space. Your e... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | “Who are you?”
“I’m Michael, I’ll be administering your Purgatory Pain today.” He got to work hooking me up to all types of monitors. Wires were running up and down my body. It all happened so fast I could hardly process it.
“Hold on just a second.” I spluttered. “Someone needs to explain this to me. What’s happening... | You remember your typical patient. "It's a small cavity, we won't need to fix it," you'd say, and they would leave happy knowing they didn't need a shot.
You get to purgatory and start to feel a tremendous pain throughout your face. Your cheek swells out to the size of a bowling ball, and then the canine space. Your e... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | I steeled myself for what was to come. And it began. A few pokes in the gums, some uncomfortable prods...and it was over.
"That's it?" I asked.
"You were a very good dentist, and a master at local anesthesia. That's all the physical pain you've caused," said the angel.
"So I can move on now?"
"Well, we're not quite... | You remember your typical patient. "It's a small cavity, we won't need to fix it," you'd say, and they would leave happy knowing they didn't need a shot.
You get to purgatory and start to feel a tremendous pain throughout your face. Your cheek swells out to the size of a bowling ball, and then the canine space. Your e... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | “Hey Phil” said the man in white as he sat behind the desk.
“Hey” I said, still a bit hazy. “Hey, did I die? Am I dead?”
“Yes you are!” He said with a smile “Welcome to purgatory! We just have to get some paperwork settled before we can move you into heaven”
As he shifted through the paperwork, I took a moment to ta... | You remember your typical patient. "It's a small cavity, we won't need to fix it," you'd say, and they would leave happy knowing they didn't need a shot.
You get to purgatory and start to feel a tremendous pain throughout your face. Your cheek swells out to the size of a bowling ball, and then the canine space. Your e... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | I had been called a sadist more than once by my patients, because I used less laughing gas than I probably could have and inflicted more pain rummaging around in their oral crevices than I probably should have.
These are the things I think about now, as my mouth aches something fierce, as if hot knives are entering m... | You remember your typical patient. "It's a small cavity, we won't need to fix it," you'd say, and they would leave happy knowing they didn't need a shot.
You get to purgatory and start to feel a tremendous pain throughout your face. Your cheek swells out to the size of a bowling ball, and then the canine space. Your e... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | Modern anasthesia is a marvel. When they'd told me I'd relive all the pain I ever caused, my heart had dropped straight into my stomach, but looking back, it hadn't been that bad. Sure, my jaw was still ringing from the thorough drilling it had taken, but given that this was a once\-in\-a\-lifetime \(for lack of a bett... | Seymour’s Journal
Dear dia- Journal,
I did a terrible thing today. I had a dentist’s appointment. Me and the dentist, a nefarious human named Orin Scrivello entered, and only I left.
I killed him.
I mean, I didn’t *kill* him, but I didn’t exactly help him live, if that makes sense. I would say I felt bad about it,... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | I steeled myself for what was to come. And it began. A few pokes in the gums, some uncomfortable prods...and it was over.
"That's it?" I asked.
"You were a very good dentist, and a master at local anesthesia. That's all the physical pain you've caused," said the angel.
"So I can move on now?"
"Well, we're not quite... | Seymour’s Journal
Dear dia- Journal,
I did a terrible thing today. I had a dentist’s appointment. Me and the dentist, a nefarious human named Orin Scrivello entered, and only I left.
I killed him.
I mean, I didn’t *kill* him, but I didn’t exactly help him live, if that makes sense. I would say I felt bad about it,... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | “Hey Phil” said the man in white as he sat behind the desk.
“Hey” I said, still a bit hazy. “Hey, did I die? Am I dead?”
“Yes you are!” He said with a smile “Welcome to purgatory! We just have to get some paperwork settled before we can move you into heaven”
As he shifted through the paperwork, I took a moment to ta... | Seymour’s Journal
Dear dia- Journal,
I did a terrible thing today. I had a dentist’s appointment. Me and the dentist, a nefarious human named Orin Scrivello entered, and only I left.
I killed him.
I mean, I didn’t *kill* him, but I didn’t exactly help him live, if that makes sense. I would say I felt bad about it,... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | Modern anasthesia is a marvel. When they'd told me I'd relive all the pain I ever caused, my heart had dropped straight into my stomach, but looking back, it hadn't been that bad. Sure, my jaw was still ringing from the thorough drilling it had taken, but given that this was a once\-in\-a\-lifetime \(for lack of a bett... | "What about all the harm I've prevented? Does that factor in?" I exclaimed in exasperation. A guy with coveralls that says Pete across the chest looked ponderously at me. "Ya know, I'm not sure." He replied. "You wanna get started anyway?" If I still had a physical heart, it would have been pumping fiercely. He sta... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | I steeled myself for what was to come. And it began. A few pokes in the gums, some uncomfortable prods...and it was over.
"That's it?" I asked.
"You were a very good dentist, and a master at local anesthesia. That's all the physical pain you've caused," said the angel.
"So I can move on now?"
"Well, we're not quite... | "What about all the harm I've prevented? Does that factor in?" I exclaimed in exasperation. A guy with coveralls that says Pete across the chest looked ponderously at me. "Ya know, I'm not sure." He replied. "You wanna get started anyway?" If I still had a physical heart, it would have been pumping fiercely. He sta... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | “Hey Phil” said the man in white as he sat behind the desk.
“Hey” I said, still a bit hazy. “Hey, did I die? Am I dead?”
“Yes you are!” He said with a smile “Welcome to purgatory! We just have to get some paperwork settled before we can move you into heaven”
As he shifted through the paperwork, I took a moment to ta... | "What about all the harm I've prevented? Does that factor in?" I exclaimed in exasperation. A guy with coveralls that says Pete across the chest looked ponderously at me. "Ya know, I'm not sure." He replied. "You wanna get started anyway?" If I still had a physical heart, it would have been pumping fiercely. He sta... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | I steeled myself for what was to come. And it began. A few pokes in the gums, some uncomfortable prods...and it was over.
"That's it?" I asked.
"You were a very good dentist, and a master at local anesthesia. That's all the physical pain you've caused," said the angel.
"So I can move on now?"
"Well, we're not quite... | Modern anasthesia is a marvel. When they'd told me I'd relive all the pain I ever caused, my heart had dropped straight into my stomach, but looking back, it hadn't been that bad. Sure, my jaw was still ringing from the thorough drilling it had taken, but given that this was a once\-in\-a\-lifetime \(for lack of a bett... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | “Hey Phil” said the man in white as he sat behind the desk.
“Hey” I said, still a bit hazy. “Hey, did I die? Am I dead?”
“Yes you are!” He said with a smile “Welcome to purgatory! We just have to get some paperwork settled before we can move you into heaven”
As he shifted through the paperwork, I took a moment to ta... | All the pain coming from nerves is nothing compared to what you had done to the women who once had you.
Ever since you were in middle school, girls of all ages were mad for you. Not only were you confident but you also had the looks. At some point, more than one girl was bound to be hurt. For you though, it became a p... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | I had been called a sadist more than once by my patients, because I used less laughing gas than I probably could have and inflicted more pain rummaging around in their oral crevices than I probably should have.
These are the things I think about now, as my mouth aches something fierce, as if hot knives are entering m... | All the pain coming from nerves is nothing compared to what you had done to the women who once had you.
Ever since you were in middle school, girls of all ages were mad for you. Not only were you confident but you also had the looks. At some point, more than one girl was bound to be hurt. For you though, it became a p... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | “Hey Phil” said the man in white as he sat behind the desk.
“Hey” I said, still a bit hazy. “Hey, did I die? Am I dead?”
“Yes you are!” He said with a smile “Welcome to purgatory! We just have to get some paperwork settled before we can move you into heaven”
As he shifted through the paperwork, I took a moment to ta... | The pain was strong. Thousands of teeth being pulled out and moving around. Millions of drills drilling through me.
It wasn't just in my mouth, the pain could be felt in my whole body.
The memories of all the faces that had gone through my clinic could be felt in my skin coming and going together with the pain.
The ... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | “Hey Phil” said the man in white as he sat behind the desk.
“Hey” I said, still a bit hazy. “Hey, did I die? Am I dead?”
“Yes you are!” He said with a smile “Welcome to purgatory! We just have to get some paperwork settled before we can move you into heaven”
As he shifted through the paperwork, I took a moment to ta... | “Who are you?”
“I’m Michael, I’ll be administering your Purgatory Pain today.” He got to work hooking me up to all types of monitors. Wires were running up and down my body. It all happened so fast I could hardly process it.
“Hold on just a second.” I spluttered. “Someone needs to explain this to me. What’s happening... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | I had been called a sadist more than once by my patients, because I used less laughing gas than I probably could have and inflicted more pain rummaging around in their oral crevices than I probably should have.
These are the things I think about now, as my mouth aches something fierce, as if hot knives are entering m... | It was searing pain, each and every crevice in my mouth burned in agony as millions of tiny pins poked into my gums.
I grabbed my mouth in sheer terror and fell to the floor into the fetal position: I could hardly stay conscious through the attack on my mouth and sinus.
It probably only lasted a couple minutes but it... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | "Peter James Willis!"
The voice boomed like a cannon, emanating from a tall, winged figure standing behind an alter. Peter took in his surroundings. Grey walls, grey floor, grey benches. An absence of real colors.
"Oh, hold on," the voice again, "That's Dr. Peter James Willis. Dentist. 'Making the world smile brighte... | "Congratulations Mr White, welcome to heaven. I hope the pain wasn't too bad." Peter placated, his well practiced lines. Taking off his reading glasses, Peter peered up from the ledger.
"Mr White, are you ok?"
Mr White revealed a toothless bloody smile, "muhrugh" he nodded.
Peter extended a handkerchief an... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | Most descriptions of death involve walking into the light, or darkness and only darkness.
This wasn't what I felt.
I had lived a good life. Being a dentist had it's ups and downs, but there was always a demand. More importantly, it felt good to be helpful.
Retirement was nice. Seeing the grandkids grow up was amazin... | Darkness.
Silence - wait, no. Was that... screaming? Faintly distant, and yet, I could hear the cacophony of raw and guttural screeching rippling through my very soul.
I must be in hell.
I drew my eyelids apart and saw a torn sky. Crimson and azure, it divided the world into two.
"*Next!*" a voice booms deafeni... | |
[WP] When you die, you go to Purgatory. When you get there, you slowly experience all of the pain you've ever caused onto others over a span of a few minutes. If you survive, you go to heaven; If you lose, you go to hell. You were a dentist. | Most descriptions of death involve walking into the light, or darkness and only darkness.
This wasn't what I felt.
I had lived a good life. Being a dentist had it's ups and downs, but there was always a demand. More importantly, it felt good to be helpful.
Retirement was nice. Seeing the grandkids grow up was amazin... | “See that old rusted truss bridge over there, babe?”
“Yeah.”
“When I was a boy, we used to jump off that bridge into the lake below. I haven’t thought of it for a very long time.”
Nancy looked deeply into her husband’s eyes and raised her wine glass.
“Cheers to a great career and the great life you have made for yo... | |
[WP] Humanity has succesfully made contact with alien life. Problem is that the rest of the galxaxy is absolutely terrified of humans, due to them being the only meat eating species to achieve space travel. | "Uosowi, time to rendezvous?"
"Approximately three minutes and forty seconds at full burn, Admiral."
"Good. Maintain current approach vector. Have they responded to our hailing signal?"
Uosowi beeped affirmatively. "Yes sir. They've lowered their shields. We are still attempting to decode and translate their respons... | "Child why are you moving so slow?! They're almost here! Get inside quickly!"
"Ugh! We do this every single time! It's not like it does any good. What's the point?" She fiddles with a piece of kelp tied around her wide carapace as she ambles towards her father. The antennae on the top of her head swing back and forth... | |
[WP] Earth is actually a psychiatric hospital, housing only one patient - Humanity, a hive mind with extremely severe multiple personality disorder. | "I think I may have come up with a new treatment"
"Another one? We barely managed to contain the results of your last experiment. Honestly, trying to align the fragments through unitary social constructs? And you couldn't see the potential for disaster in attempting this with the single most fractured personality we'v... | "Ayy earth my best patient how's it going man"
"Hey sun, feeling good today yea"
"Me too"
"Yea feels pretty okay my dude"
"I dunno mr. sun I don't feel so good"
"Okay, uhh, so, i take it you haven't been taking your medication?"
"y...yea, dude, of course I have."
"He a damn lie."
"Nah miss me with dat chemtrail acid... | |
[WP] Earth is actually a psychiatric hospital, housing only one patient - Humanity, a hive mind with extremely severe multiple personality disorder. | "I think I may have come up with a new treatment"
"Another one? We barely managed to contain the results of your last experiment. Honestly, trying to align the fragments through unitary social constructs? And you couldn't see the potential for disaster in attempting this with the single most fractured personality we'v... | Hello dear reader.
Have I a story to tell you.
A neverending story in fact.
The greatest of all.
The worst of all.
A story of love.
A story of hate.
A story of truth and lies and paradox.
This is the story of me and you.
Of brothers and sisters.
Of parents and children.
Of eternal life and eternal death..... | |
[WP] Earth is actually a psychiatric hospital, housing only one patient - Humanity, a hive mind with extremely severe multiple personality disorder. | "I think I may have come up with a new treatment"
"Another one? We barely managed to contain the results of your last experiment. Honestly, trying to align the fragments through unitary social constructs? And you couldn't see the potential for disaster in attempting this with the single most fractured personality we'v... | "How's Mark today?"
"Huh-uh-uh-hor-ribuh."
"I'm sorry to hear -"
"He-heh-heh-heeiii-gaht chetted awwwn."
My patient looks at me.
"Bye hisssp dawg."
I skirt the syringe around my waist.
"Quite a tragedy."
"Yeeiiisssssp. He-heh-heeiiiooowwwwww!"
Humanity recoils from my poke. He scoots down the bench away from ... | |
[WP] Earth is actually a psychiatric hospital, housing only one patient - Humanity, a hive mind with extremely severe multiple personality disorder. | We've always known, in our own special, funny way. Ironic isn't it? The being we have worshipped as God - or one of many 'Gods' - for centuries, was really our therapist. Our doctor. Our captur.
We've always known. The voice in the back of our head, the shadow in the corner of our eye, the deep, distant longing for s... | I was walking at the street at night at that time. I don't exactly remember where I was that time or what I was going to do, but I remember enough that a huge truck crashed on me out of nowhere leading to my demise. I thanked to God that I didn't feel a lot of pain, my body could have numbed down but I was sure that a ... | |
[WP] You were a young mage when you inadvertently embarrassed royalty and got a bounty on your head. At first, thousands swarmed you to take your head. Now nobody does. They know better. | It began simply enough. These things always do.
The young prince considered himself a sorcerer of some skill, and being arrogant, rich, young, and rich, arranged a contest of arcane skill to prove himself.
10,000 gold pieces to any one who could best him - to cast a enchantment that he could not break.
Of course he... | Many have come to see Eberron, the world sage, and seek his wisdom. Some come seeking help, after their lives have devolved so far into despair they see no other path to salvation. The world sage is known as a healer of what is broken. Others come in search of advice, seeking a way to know the future, to gain some grea... | |
[WP] You are sent into a fully equipped and stocked space station as a test to see how a single person can handle daily life in space. Moments after getting settled, you look out only to see the Earth shatter. | I would say that this is my nightmare, but I'm not that creative. I was told this would be the adventure of a lifetime. A test of the human spirit, of the human race. I was the guinea pig. Monitored and tested so that one day we could leave the clutches of our solar system on manned missions. It was the first step towa... | I open the hatch and head into the new space station. It smells brand new, almost like a new car that has yet to be driven off the lot. The main passage leading from my rocket to the station is desolate, full of dark, gray cables and panels but the inside of the station is homey. It is brightly lit, pictures and art ad... | |
[WP] You are sent into a fully equipped and stocked space station as a test to see how a single person can handle daily life in space. Moments after getting settled, you look out only to see the Earth shatter. | I would say that this is my nightmare, but I'm not that creative. I was told this would be the adventure of a lifetime. A test of the human spirit, of the human race. I was the guinea pig. Monitored and tested so that one day we could leave the clutches of our solar system on manned missions. It was the first step towa... | “I’m not sure how to begin, but I figure I should start with my name. Scottie Marsden, at your service. Sorry if I sound a bit weird, I spent the last few hours doing a lot of screaming trying to reach... well, anyone. As far as I can tell, I’m one of the last humans alive. I’m making this log from the Odyssey Space St... | |
[WP] You are sent into a fully equipped and stocked space station as a test to see how a single person can handle daily life in space. Moments after getting settled, you look out only to see the Earth shatter. | I would say that this is my nightmare, but I'm not that creative. I was told this would be the adventure of a lifetime. A test of the human spirit, of the human race. I was the guinea pig. Monitored and tested so that one day we could leave the clutches of our solar system on manned missions. It was the first step towa... | You will be all alone, they said. It will be fun, they said. No rules for you, they said.
Welp, they are dead. I don't know, but maybe they are.
Who could imagine, that just mere moments of entering the space station, I would be the last of my species. No, the last of my planet. I hardly grasped the noise. It felt li... | |
[WP] You wake up in the dark, not remembering much. You grab your revolver, open it and see that it has been fired once. You hear a voice, "We told you that wouldn't work." | “We told you that wouldn’t work,” a voice says. My ears are ringing, I can barely tell that anyone spoke.
I’m in a warehouse or a storage room or something, but it’s hard to tell. A flash is burned on to my eyes, like I was staring at the sun. I blink repeatedly, trying to get it out.
“That’s not what the gun is for... | It was a musty dark, the kind that made the back of my nose tickle. Except, there was blood running out of my nose and I could tell that the dark was coming from me through the warmth I felt on my face.
“We told you it wouldn’t work.” Says the whisper in my head, the ugly maggot in my mind that squirms through my bra... | |
[WP] You wake up in the dark, not remembering much. You grab your revolver, open it and see that it has been fired once. You hear a voice, "We told you that wouldn't work." | *Five bullets left.*
"We told you that wouldn't work".
I snapped the chamber closed and levelled the revolver at the speaker. Two people stood at the further end of the room, dressed in ornate white robes. The one doing the talking held a long golden staff, his comrade a shield and sword. I felt a warm trickle from m... | It was a musty dark, the kind that made the back of my nose tickle. Except, there was blood running out of my nose and I could tell that the dark was coming from me through the warmth I felt on my face.
“We told you it wouldn’t work.” Says the whisper in my head, the ugly maggot in my mind that squirms through my bra... | |
[WP] You are a seemingly normal person, but with one uncanny ability; to see other people’s true intent. You become famous, revered by spy agencies, loathed by politicians. One afternoon, you meet someone else with this ability, and the world becomes terrified of you. | I could not believe it. Years of dedicated service, spent protecting the world, bringing justice to criminals, exposing lies, making everything better.
And in a single instant, I was thrown in jail. Stripped of my assets, my titles, my pride and honor.
But two hours ago, I was one of the most respected man on the pl... | He didn't know when he had started lying.
It hadn't started out that way. He'd been young, ambitious and naive, determined to use his power for good. It had taken a long time for people to trust him, but he'd been right about enough shady politicians and greedy businessmen that it had been impossible for others to den... | |
[WP] You are a seemingly normal person, but with one uncanny ability; to see other people’s true intent. You become famous, revered by spy agencies, loathed by politicians. One afternoon, you meet someone else with this ability, and the world becomes terrified of you. | They don't always believe me at first.
Why would they want to? When someone looks someone straight in the eye and tells them exactly what they're thinking, everything within them is hard wired to believe that it's just a coincidence. It's uncanny. It's unbelievable.
It started as a feeling. When I was a child my worl... | The media reported that my rise to power was as mysterious as it was unprecedented. I couldn't help but agree with them- I was a shepherd among sheep, a figure whose presence was the key to opening any door. Citizens, leaders of the free world, and royalty bow to me with the utmost servitude for the power I possess. I ... | |
[WP] You are a seemingly normal person, but with one uncanny ability; to see other people’s true intent. You become famous, revered by spy agencies, loathed by politicians. One afternoon, you meet someone else with this ability, and the world becomes terrified of you. | The world was ending, and only the Judge could save it.
It was a simple message, easy to remember. Words that had once glimmered upon the neon marquees of New Vegas now rang throughout the obsidian plaza of the Capital. Deceit and half-truths had become the currency of what was left of Earth, and the Judge was their ... | THUNK THUNK THUNK.. thWACK............ THUNK.
... and all is dark.
Suddenly a pinhole light emerges after considerable deprivation of the visual sense. June Cappi reaches to brush her thick brunette hair with her hands but found they could not be made animate. She struggles and a ringing sound emanates inside her th... | |
[WP] You are a seemingly normal person, but with one uncanny ability; to see other people’s true intent. You become famous, revered by spy agencies, loathed by politicians. One afternoon, you meet someone else with this ability, and the world becomes terrified of you. | They don't always believe me at first.
Why would they want to? When someone looks someone straight in the eye and tells them exactly what they're thinking, everything within them is hard wired to believe that it's just a coincidence. It's uncanny. It's unbelievable.
It started as a feeling. When I was a child my worl... | THUNK THUNK THUNK.. thWACK............ THUNK.
... and all is dark.
Suddenly a pinhole light emerges after considerable deprivation of the visual sense. June Cappi reaches to brush her thick brunette hair with her hands but found they could not be made animate. She struggles and a ringing sound emanates inside her th... |
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