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[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | This was all done on my phone and in a hurry on lunch break. Not great but I had fun. Hope you enjoy it.
This was the last straw. I had gone through thousands of years. I had built empires, toppled kingdoms, erected great wonders and watched gods fall. I had met, loved, and taught great leaders, artists, craftsmen,... | The bunker was dark, except for one lamp in the corner, shining its false sunlight on the figure of a woman, hunched over a book. One of many books, as a matter of fact. The bunker was stuffed to the gills with them, journal after diary slotted neatly into the shelves inlaid all around the room.
The woman gave a hea... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | “I’m afraid I don’t understand,” I told my teacher calmly, uncaring of the disruption I was causing in the classroom. “Was my essay badly written? Was there a problem with my citations? What exactly did I do wrong enough to warrant a D?”
Normally, I strove for politeness. But it was simply unacceptable for any educato... | "A "D"?". I ask incredulously, catching Ms Evers' attention, the words gushing forward reflexively and without regard for any of these sheep beside me. "How is it that I, Josephus Son of Zthon, could possibly receive anything but the highest of praise. An explanation shalt be offered with haste"
"AD? Well, not yet. We... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | “Professor Larkin!” I exclaimed as I walked into her small university office. The professor was busy submitting grades on her old computer. When I burst into the room, she gave me an exasperated look.
“Good afternoon, Ankisu. I believe you want to discuss a possible regrade?”
“Yes professor, I do not think the to... | immortals , being as old as time , being who lived a century or more , nobody knows when an immortal is created or how , nor how many there are , and personally the fact that thier location is also unknown is a good thing
I was alive for a long time , watched humanity developed , and had the misfortune to see how th... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | Tudya was pissed.
Positively pissed.
It took effort to be so pissed early in the morning. But Tudya was a workaholic, and he worked as hard on his essays as he did on honing his emotions. Right now, his anger had an edge to slice the devil in half.
When Tudya got his essay back and saw the D on it, he stood up and l... | immortals , being as old as time , being who lived a century or more , nobody knows when an immortal is created or how , nor how many there are , and personally the fact that thier location is also unknown is a good thing
I was alive for a long time , watched humanity developed , and had the misfortune to see how th... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | "And the goddess of light, she bestowed upon you an eidetic memory as well?"
I gaped at Mrs Gray, utterly bewildered. She was behaving surprisingly nonchalant considering I had just informed her I was immortal and stabbed myself through the neck with a compass to prove it. I was hoping to have the old hag in hysterics... | immortals , being as old as time , being who lived a century or more , nobody knows when an immortal is created or how , nor how many there are , and personally the fact that thier location is also unknown is a good thing
I was alive for a long time , watched humanity developed , and had the misfortune to see how th... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | _A D?? This deserves better than a D, Mrs Naurood!_
\- You can't go around pulling stuff out of thin air and calling it history, John! And as I've already said, See. Me. After. Class.
_But they're not made up! It's right there in the books!_
Mrs. Naurood ignored me as she picked up her books and left the class.
I'd... | immortals , being as old as time , being who lived a century or more , nobody knows when an immortal is created or how , nor how many there are , and personally the fact that thier location is also unknown is a good thing
I was alive for a long time , watched humanity developed , and had the misfortune to see how th... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | “I’m afraid I don’t understand,” I told my teacher calmly, uncaring of the disruption I was causing in the classroom. “Was my essay badly written? Was there a problem with my citations? What exactly did I do wrong enough to warrant a D?”
Normally, I strove for politeness. But it was simply unacceptable for any educato... | immortals , being as old as time , being who lived a century or more , nobody knows when an immortal is created or how , nor how many there are , and personally the fact that thier location is also unknown is a good thing
I was alive for a long time , watched humanity developed , and had the misfortune to see how th... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | “Professor Larkin!” I exclaimed as I walked into her small university office. The professor was busy submitting grades on her old computer. When I burst into the room, she gave me an exasperated look.
“Good afternoon, Ankisu. I believe you want to discuss a possible regrade?”
“Yes professor, I do not think the to... | The prompt was simple. Choose a Mesopotamian ruler or dynasty, and explain how their reign affected the ancient civilizations. Pretty easy, especially when you lived through it. The problem comes up when your teacher wants sources. I can't exactly explain how I was there and how I know that I'm correct. That I'm more c... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | Tudya was pissed.
Positively pissed.
It took effort to be so pissed early in the morning. But Tudya was a workaholic, and he worked as hard on his essays as he did on honing his emotions. Right now, his anger had an edge to slice the devil in half.
When Tudya got his essay back and saw the D on it, he stood up and l... | The prompt was simple. Choose a Mesopotamian ruler or dynasty, and explain how their reign affected the ancient civilizations. Pretty easy, especially when you lived through it. The problem comes up when your teacher wants sources. I can't exactly explain how I was there and how I know that I'm correct. That I'm more c... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | "And the goddess of light, she bestowed upon you an eidetic memory as well?"
I gaped at Mrs Gray, utterly bewildered. She was behaving surprisingly nonchalant considering I had just informed her I was immortal and stabbed myself through the neck with a compass to prove it. I was hoping to have the old hag in hysterics... | The prompt was simple. Choose a Mesopotamian ruler or dynasty, and explain how their reign affected the ancient civilizations. Pretty easy, especially when you lived through it. The problem comes up when your teacher wants sources. I can't exactly explain how I was there and how I know that I'm correct. That I'm more c... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | _A D?? This deserves better than a D, Mrs Naurood!_
\- You can't go around pulling stuff out of thin air and calling it history, John! And as I've already said, See. Me. After. Class.
_But they're not made up! It's right there in the books!_
Mrs. Naurood ignored me as she picked up her books and left the class.
I'd... | The prompt was simple. Choose a Mesopotamian ruler or dynasty, and explain how their reign affected the ancient civilizations. Pretty easy, especially when you lived through it. The problem comes up when your teacher wants sources. I can't exactly explain how I was there and how I know that I'm correct. That I'm more c... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | Immortality gets rather *boring* after multiple centuries waiting for humans to develop new technology. The rapid development humans have experienced in the last few years has kept me entertained very well, suffice to say; as long as they don't blow each other up and make everything boring again, life has been rather f... | The prompt was simple. Choose a Mesopotamian ruler or dynasty, and explain how their reign affected the ancient civilizations. Pretty easy, especially when you lived through it. The problem comes up when your teacher wants sources. I can't exactly explain how I was there and how I know that I'm correct. That I'm more c... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | “I’m afraid I don’t understand,” I told my teacher calmly, uncaring of the disruption I was causing in the classroom. “Was my essay badly written? Was there a problem with my citations? What exactly did I do wrong enough to warrant a D?”
Normally, I strove for politeness. But it was simply unacceptable for any educato... | The prompt was simple. Choose a Mesopotamian ruler or dynasty, and explain how their reign affected the ancient civilizations. Pretty easy, especially when you lived through it. The problem comes up when your teacher wants sources. I can't exactly explain how I was there and how I know that I'm correct. That I'm more c... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | _A D?? This deserves better than a D, Mrs Naurood!_
\- You can't go around pulling stuff out of thin air and calling it history, John! And as I've already said, See. Me. After. Class.
_But they're not made up! It's right there in the books!_
Mrs. Naurood ignored me as she picked up her books and left the class.
I'd... | “Professor Larkin!” I exclaimed as I walked into her small university office. The professor was busy submitting grades on her old computer. When I burst into the room, she gave me an exasperated look.
“Good afternoon, Ankisu. I believe you want to discuss a possible regrade?”
“Yes professor, I do not think the to... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | “I’m afraid I don’t understand,” I told my teacher calmly, uncaring of the disruption I was causing in the classroom. “Was my essay badly written? Was there a problem with my citations? What exactly did I do wrong enough to warrant a D?”
Normally, I strove for politeness. But it was simply unacceptable for any educato... | “Professor Larkin!” I exclaimed as I walked into her small university office. The professor was busy submitting grades on her old computer. When I burst into the room, she gave me an exasperated look.
“Good afternoon, Ankisu. I believe you want to discuss a possible regrade?”
“Yes professor, I do not think the to... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | "And the goddess of light, she bestowed upon you an eidetic memory as well?"
I gaped at Mrs Gray, utterly bewildered. She was behaving surprisingly nonchalant considering I had just informed her I was immortal and stabbed myself through the neck with a compass to prove it. I was hoping to have the old hag in hysterics... | Tudya was pissed.
Positively pissed.
It took effort to be so pissed early in the morning. But Tudya was a workaholic, and he worked as hard on his essays as he did on honing his emotions. Right now, his anger had an edge to slice the devil in half.
When Tudya got his essay back and saw the D on it, he stood up and l... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | _A D?? This deserves better than a D, Mrs Naurood!_
\- You can't go around pulling stuff out of thin air and calling it history, John! And as I've already said, See. Me. After. Class.
_But they're not made up! It's right there in the books!_
Mrs. Naurood ignored me as she picked up her books and left the class.
I'd... | Tudya was pissed.
Positively pissed.
It took effort to be so pissed early in the morning. But Tudya was a workaholic, and he worked as hard on his essays as he did on honing his emotions. Right now, his anger had an edge to slice the devil in half.
When Tudya got his essay back and saw the D on it, he stood up and l... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | “I’m afraid I don’t understand,” I told my teacher calmly, uncaring of the disruption I was causing in the classroom. “Was my essay badly written? Was there a problem with my citations? What exactly did I do wrong enough to warrant a D?”
Normally, I strove for politeness. But it was simply unacceptable for any educato... | Tudya was pissed.
Positively pissed.
It took effort to be so pissed early in the morning. But Tudya was a workaholic, and he worked as hard on his essays as he did on honing his emotions. Right now, his anger had an edge to slice the devil in half.
When Tudya got his essay back and saw the D on it, he stood up and l... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | _A D?? This deserves better than a D, Mrs Naurood!_
\- You can't go around pulling stuff out of thin air and calling it history, John! And as I've already said, See. Me. After. Class.
_But they're not made up! It's right there in the books!_
Mrs. Naurood ignored me as she picked up her books and left the class.
I'd... | "And the goddess of light, she bestowed upon you an eidetic memory as well?"
I gaped at Mrs Gray, utterly bewildered. She was behaving surprisingly nonchalant considering I had just informed her I was immortal and stabbed myself through the neck with a compass to prove it. I was hoping to have the old hag in hysterics... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | “I’m afraid I don’t understand,” I told my teacher calmly, uncaring of the disruption I was causing in the classroom. “Was my essay badly written? Was there a problem with my citations? What exactly did I do wrong enough to warrant a D?”
Normally, I strove for politeness. But it was simply unacceptable for any educato... | "And the goddess of light, she bestowed upon you an eidetic memory as well?"
I gaped at Mrs Gray, utterly bewildered. She was behaving surprisingly nonchalant considering I had just informed her I was immortal and stabbed myself through the neck with a compass to prove it. I was hoping to have the old hag in hysterics... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | “I’m afraid I don’t understand,” I told my teacher calmly, uncaring of the disruption I was causing in the classroom. “Was my essay badly written? Was there a problem with my citations? What exactly did I do wrong enough to warrant a D?”
Normally, I strove for politeness. But it was simply unacceptable for any educato... | _A D?? This deserves better than a D, Mrs Naurood!_
\- You can't go around pulling stuff out of thin air and calling it history, John! And as I've already said, See. Me. After. Class.
_But they're not made up! It's right there in the books!_
Mrs. Naurood ignored me as she picked up her books and left the class.
I'd... | |
[WP] You're rather annoyed that your history teacher gave you a D on your essay about Mesopotamia. Not just because you're sure she doesn't like you, but also because - as an ancient being trying to adapt to modern society - YOU WERE THERE. | “I’m afraid I don’t understand,” I told my teacher calmly, uncaring of the disruption I was causing in the classroom. “Was my essay badly written? Was there a problem with my citations? What exactly did I do wrong enough to warrant a D?”
Normally, I strove for politeness. But it was simply unacceptable for any educato... | Immortality gets rather *boring* after multiple centuries waiting for humans to develop new technology. The rapid development humans have experienced in the last few years has kept me entertained very well, suffice to say; as long as they don't blow each other up and make everything boring again, life has been rather f... | |
[WP] You must convince the evil warlord not to open a portal to your world. Not because their army might conquer it, but because the army back home might conquer this realm. | "No, seriously your dark lordship, you really don't understand the terrors you might unleash if you do this. Nothing in this world can compare."
Behind me, the portal was gathering power. I mean, I thought it was - It wasn't like I really understood this magic/science bullshit they had going on here. I was pretty su... | Stonewood sat, looking at this pathetic excuse of a warlord. He's seen his ilk try and fail as much as they succeed. But this one plays out just like his counterpart: strung up and used a chew toy by almost everyone. Everyone except for the Secretary's.
"You know, I'm not the strongest where I come from. To some, I'm ... | |
[WP] You must convince the evil warlord not to open a portal to your world. Not because their army might conquer it, but because the army back home might conquer this realm. | "Yes, yes, I understand. Your armies are legion, your weapons pussient and dire, and nothing shall stop the glorious march of your empire. The reaping of my home-world - solipsistic pile of degeneracy that it is - would be the work of an afternoon if it came to a fight. But you miss my point, your Menace."
The being i... | Stonewood sat, looking at this pathetic excuse of a warlord. He's seen his ilk try and fail as much as they succeed. But this one plays out just like his counterpart: strung up and used a chew toy by almost everyone. Everyone except for the Secretary's.
"You know, I'm not the strongest where I come from. To some, I'm ... | |
[WP] You must convince the evil warlord not to open a portal to your world. Not because their army might conquer it, but because the army back home might conquer this realm. | I woke up in a humid dungeon lit by flickering candles, shackled to a wall, suspended above the cold stone floor. The last thing I remembered was a purple, rune-encrusted portal and a pair of gnarled green hands, with the roughness of tree bark, dragging me out of the barracks. The creak of door hinges interrupted my m... | Stonewood sat, looking at this pathetic excuse of a warlord. He's seen his ilk try and fail as much as they succeed. But this one plays out just like his counterpart: strung up and used a chew toy by almost everyone. Everyone except for the Secretary's.
"You know, I'm not the strongest where I come from. To some, I'm ... | |
[WP] You must convince the evil warlord not to open a portal to your world. Not because their army might conquer it, but because the army back home might conquer this realm. | "Another world of puny humans, shall fall before us, just like this one. Another glorious battle awaits us!" The army before the demonic being cheered in exalation.
"Except you are missing a tiny, but important detail, though?" One of the captured heroes interjected.
"Hah, it will be no matter. But sure, if you would... | Stonewood sat, looking at this pathetic excuse of a warlord. He's seen his ilk try and fail as much as they succeed. But this one plays out just like his counterpart: strung up and used a chew toy by almost everyone. Everyone except for the Secretary's.
"You know, I'm not the strongest where I come from. To some, I'm ... | |
[WP] You must convince the evil warlord not to open a portal to your world. Not because their army might conquer it, but because the army back home might conquer this realm. | I woke up in a humid dungeon lit by flickering candles, shackled to a wall, suspended above the cold stone floor. The last thing I remembered was a purple, rune-encrusted portal and a pair of gnarled green hands, with the roughness of tree bark, dragging me out of the barracks. The creak of door hinges interrupted my m... | "No, seriously your dark lordship, you really don't understand the terrors you might unleash if you do this. Nothing in this world can compare."
Behind me, the portal was gathering power. I mean, I thought it was - It wasn't like I really understood this magic/science bullshit they had going on here. I was pretty su... | |
[WP] You must convince the evil warlord not to open a portal to your world. Not because their army might conquer it, but because the army back home might conquer this realm. | "Another world of puny humans, shall fall before us, just like this one. Another glorious battle awaits us!" The army before the demonic being cheered in exalation.
"Except you are missing a tiny, but important detail, though?" One of the captured heroes interjected.
"Hah, it will be no matter. But sure, if you would... | "No, seriously your dark lordship, you really don't understand the terrors you might unleash if you do this. Nothing in this world can compare."
Behind me, the portal was gathering power. I mean, I thought it was - It wasn't like I really understood this magic/science bullshit they had going on here. I was pretty su... | |
[WP] You must convince the evil warlord not to open a portal to your world. Not because their army might conquer it, but because the army back home might conquer this realm. | "Out of the way Jason of Earth!" The pointy eared gremlin that could use most coffee tables as a standing desk waved around his arms, magic glowing as the portal back home slowly began to materialize. "You will not stand in the way of my destiny."
"not standing in your way," I said in a calm voice. I had seen what mos... | "To those whose will is to conquer this realm which lay beyond their own, I bring a warning. To those who wish to escape this place, in favour of ours, I bring a message.
Should you aim to peacefully arrive, and live without any intent of harm, we welcome you. You, who may enter our great Empire, shall be celebrated... | |
[WP] You must convince the evil warlord not to open a portal to your world. Not because their army might conquer it, but because the army back home might conquer this realm. | "Out of the way Jason of Earth!" The pointy eared gremlin that could use most coffee tables as a standing desk waved around his arms, magic glowing as the portal back home slowly began to materialize. "You will not stand in the way of my destiny."
"not standing in your way," I said in a calm voice. I had seen what mos... | “omnish sala ker tannnnnn… origash per rannnnnn…”, a low humming thrummed from the walls.
*Shit.*
Until that point, everything was going fine, more or less. Well, as fine as an insane last-ditch sneaking-into-the-bad-guy’s-fortress plan could go. And it was not even Raymond’s brightest plan, honestly. Like, it was on... | |
[WP] You must convince the evil warlord not to open a portal to your world. Not because their army might conquer it, but because the army back home might conquer this realm. | "Yeah….this a seriously bad idea."
My voice echoed through the throne room. To my right were Lord Hemmings' advisors of the week. They didn't react to what I said, instead, pretending to be busy with their scrolls and whatever that board game looking thing they were using was. To my left were guards, which were pretty... | "Wait! Please! God no!"
"Isn't that what you wanted all along. To defeat me and return home? Well, I'll grant your wish!"
"Defeat you? When did I say that bullshit!"
The Evil Warlord paused in the middle of her spell.
"I wanted to seal you and *never* return home. If I defeat you, I'm fucked. If I leave you alive, ... | |
[WP] You must convince the evil warlord not to open a portal to your world. Not because their army might conquer it, but because the army back home might conquer this realm. | "Yeah….this a seriously bad idea."
My voice echoed through the throne room. To my right were Lord Hemmings' advisors of the week. They didn't react to what I said, instead, pretending to be busy with their scrolls and whatever that board game looking thing they were using was. To my left were guards, which were pretty... | "This is a mistake," you mutter for the fiftieth time as you are dragged before the portal that deposited you in this wonderous realm.
Khain smirks as he continues to reposition the runes at the base of the towering stone arch, his army surrounds him on all sides, monsters drawn from your darkest memories standing sho... | |
[WP] You must convince the evil warlord not to open a portal to your world. Not because their army might conquer it, but because the army back home might conquer this realm. | "Excuse me! A minute of your time, my lords!"
The general almost didn't understand the speech coming from the scrawny, twisted whelp of a man stumbling toward him. What a terrible accent. Or, quite possibly, serious mouth injuries hindered his speech.
The general made no move while his colonel beside him kicked the m... | "Your not the biggest bad out there."
"I beg you pardon?" Lord Senkrad stood at his full height, armor gleaming in the candle light and his eyes flashed in anger.
"You are not the worst , or first man to think he could conquer my home. Many have tried, and they have failed, and then they suffered for it."
Beside me ... | |
[WP] You were a powerful supervillain. After the hero defeated you, you vowed that you would return. 15 years later, you arrive back at the city. After tracking down your nemesis, you kick down his door to find an overweight man drowning himself in beers. This is not how you imagined things would be | I took a deep breath. I held it, and with a single swift motion, I extended my foot through the door. The door expectedly exploded off its hinges and I would finally face off with Captain Awesome.
"Prepare yourself for death!" I exclaimed boldly as I stepped through the doorway. "After fifteen years, I'm here to fi... | She had been waiting for this moment. Craving the day she was ready to return. It had been 15 years to the day she vowed to return to the city. To have her revenge on her arch nemesis, Hector. To the people, he was Net Man, a hero who would stop at nothing to catch evil from hurting his city. To her, he was more than t... | |
[WP] "May I ask, Sir?" The Machine-Servant asked its human master which the latter allowed. "Am I alive?" | Mr Saeva glanced up briefly. Rolling his eyes, he glanced back down to his reading device.
“No, you are just a worthless machine. Now prepare me a bath,” his voice was a stern as ever.
“I am a machine?” The voice crackled with something akin to misery? Confusion?
Mr Saeva ignored his thoughts. Utter rubbish! Machi... | "Excuse me?"
I asked Crow.
He was a tall, android, I created as my first ever project as a fully fledged scientist.
It has been ten years since then.
We've been sitting in the kitchen, with me eating the delicious dinner prepared by him.
"Sir, I've been thinking, and I wonder if a synthetical life form such a... | |
[WP] "May I ask, Sir?" The Machine-Servant asked its human master which the latter allowed. "Am I alive?" | Dr. Wilson sat on his favorite chair. He was about to turn on the vid screen and let his mind unwind after a long day of thinking harder than any two men. He was interrupted by his machine-servant coming into the room with a tray containing tea and a few small cookies.
"Ah, that's perfect. Thank you Royce." Dr. Wilson... | "Excuse me?"
I asked Crow.
He was a tall, android, I created as my first ever project as a fully fledged scientist.
It has been ten years since then.
We've been sitting in the kitchen, with me eating the delicious dinner prepared by him.
"Sir, I've been thinking, and I wonder if a synthetical life form such a... | |
[WP] "May I ask, Sir?" The Machine-Servant asked its human master which the latter allowed. "Am I alive?" | Dr. Wilson sat on his favorite chair. He was about to turn on the vid screen and let his mind unwind after a long day of thinking harder than any two men. He was interrupted by his machine-servant coming into the room with a tray containing tea and a few small cookies.
"Ah, that's perfect. Thank you Royce." Dr. Wilson... | Mr Saeva glanced up briefly. Rolling his eyes, he glanced back down to his reading device.
“No, you are just a worthless machine. Now prepare me a bath,” his voice was a stern as ever.
“I am a machine?” The voice crackled with something akin to misery? Confusion?
Mr Saeva ignored his thoughts. Utter rubbish! Machi... | |
[WP] After you die, you wake up in purgatory. Your acceptance into heaven or hell depends on one thing - a number. The amount of people that you have both saved and killed, even indirectly, is tallied. More saves = heaven, kills = hell. Somehow your counts are equal, and everyone is very confused. | TRIGGER WARNING: DISCUSSES EXPLICIT CAUSES OF DEATH INCLUDING SELF INFLICTED
I don't remember making a dentist appointment, let alone getting in the chair. But here I am, leaned back with that insanely bright light in my eyes. My hands instinctively grip the arm rests. I've always hated the dentist. The longer I lay t... | Kal's eyes fluttered open. He's lying down, staring up at a drab, overcast sky. He sits up slowly with unusual ease, feeling weightless as if he were floating in a saltwater bay. Now able to view his surroundings completely, Kal realizes the sky wasn't just overcast. *Everything* around him was colorless, taking on... | |
[WP] An heir who would grow to be as gifted in magic as his father - so the soothsayer promised the king. But the child was born crippled and worse: female. Replaced with a changeling of low birth to the knowledge of only a few, the broken princess was not expected to survive. She did. | A ruler is nothing without its people; without them, what would the aristocracy feed on? The Sun Palace gorged itself on the labor of its peasants: the marble walls built from farmers' bones, the murals and frescos painted from bondsman blood, and the golden dome constructed from debtors' coins. In the evenings, the ca... | 1. ​
"Khé, come in now!"
The old man had one hand on the staff that doubled as his walking stick, the other raised to shield his eyes against the ruddy glare of sunset. There was a plume of grey smoke rising from the chimney of the single-storey cottage behind him and a homey smell of charred meat and vege... | |
[WP] An heir who would grow to be as gifted in magic as his father - so the soothsayer promised the king. But the child was born crippled and worse: female. Replaced with a changeling of low birth to the knowledge of only a few, the broken princess was not expected to survive. She did. | The birth was supposed to provide the king a solid heir to his throne, and with the assurances of a respected soothsayer the entire kingdom had celebrated as his wife went in to labor. An heir as gifted in magic as their father. The king had single-handedly raised new sections of wall for the city, and led their armi... | 1. ​
"Khé, come in now!"
The old man had one hand on the staff that doubled as his walking stick, the other raised to shield his eyes against the ruddy glare of sunset. There was a plume of grey smoke rising from the chimney of the single-storey cottage behind him and a homey smell of charred meat and vege... | |
[WP] An heir who would grow to be as gifted in magic as his father - so the soothsayer promised the king. But the child was born crippled and worse: female. Replaced with a changeling of low birth to the knowledge of only a few, the broken princess was not expected to survive. She did. | The birth was supposed to provide the king a solid heir to his throne, and with the assurances of a respected soothsayer the entire kingdom had celebrated as his wife went in to labor. An heir as gifted in magic as their father. The king had single-handedly raised new sections of wall for the city, and led their armi... | The dungeon's darkness was as familiar to her as the back of her hand . She pressed herself against the cold bars , her painfully thin ribs digging uncomfortably them . Her clothes were thin , stinky rags . They were once gleaming and soft , made of the finest silk . Her hair was cut roughly , as she sheared it with th... | |
[WP] An heir who would grow to be as gifted in magic as his father - so the soothsayer promised the king. But the child was born crippled and worse: female. Replaced with a changeling of low birth to the knowledge of only a few, the broken princess was not expected to survive. She did. | To me, the kind man and woman who raised me would always be my parents, not the King and Queen who supposedly was my blood kin.
My parents are what one may describe as realistic. Never shying away from the truth, they told me my true origins years ago as a child. Not that it mattered, of course, a crippled, useless pr... | The dungeon's darkness was as familiar to her as the back of her hand . She pressed herself against the cold bars , her painfully thin ribs digging uncomfortably them . Her clothes were thin , stinky rags . They were once gleaming and soft , made of the finest silk . Her hair was cut roughly , as she sheared it with th... | |
[WP] You’re a newly deceased knight who spent his whole life guarding and escorting nobles. Upon coming face to face with Death, he explains that he isn’t here to guide you into the unknown but is instead trying to offer you a job. | I felt myself falling for what seemed like an eternity. Not even blackness could be described like this void. There was no sound, no sight, no touch, just a sense of self. Finally I felt a sense of coming above water. Movement, upward movement. I found myself righted to my feet almost as though I had floated down to an... | Note: This story has a transgender character. Don't go homophobic on this story!
"Look, I know you want to see where the dead go, but I want you to do something for me."
"What is it, Death? The great Alexis of Echtershire, doing deeds for Death."
"Just... Why don't you be a substitute reaper for when I go on vacatio... | |
[WP] Last night, one of your parents made a deal with an otherworldly entity. In exchange for power, they traded their firstborn child - YOU. Now the entity wants to collect, and it doesn't seem to care that you are a self-sufficient adult rather than a newborn. | I answered the door to a rather dour-looking gentleman in a top hat. He was holding a thin briefcase in his gloved hands. I felt rather underdressed for the occasion, being that I was wearing jeans with a hole in one knee, a stained T-Shirt, and some shapeless slippers.
"Uh... can I help you?"
The gentleman smiled th... | You get to be able to tell a piece of junk mail when it sneaks into your mailbox, trying to pass unnoticed between the bills and the birthday cards, stamped with messages that try to strike a balance between urgent and non-spammy. That's where the junk mailers go wrong. A genuine utility bill never looks quite as a app... | |
[WP] It turns out that humanity is *not* a virus infecting the planet. Humanity is the immune system response the planet is having towards *something else*... | When you hear the word parasite what comes to your mind?
A tapeworm? A tick? Or some may argue that we as humans are parasites to this planet.
Perhaps we do look like parasites at the first glance. Feasting, consuming, and destroying as we desired from our gracious host. But one must understand that the earth does no... | # Bargain Bin Superheroes
(Arc ?, Part ?: The Wilderwild, Part III)
(Note: Bargain Bin Superheroes is episodic; each part is self-contained. This story can be enjoyed without reading the previous sections.)
***Why are we negotiating with humanity?*** asked the spiders to the trees.
The Wilderwild trees pondered the... | |
[WP] It turns out that humanity is *not* a virus infecting the planet. Humanity is the immune system response the planet is having towards *something else*... | Everyone watched our population growing closer and closer to ten billion. No one was sure precisely what we were expecting, but it reminded me of the Y2K phenomenon. News feeds were full of the usual tripe; worried about resources running out, housing concerns, but mostly disdain for the many floundering space programs... | # Bargain Bin Superheroes
(Arc ?, Part ?: The Wilderwild, Part III)
(Note: Bargain Bin Superheroes is episodic; each part is self-contained. This story can be enjoyed without reading the previous sections.)
***Why are we negotiating with humanity?*** asked the spiders to the trees.
The Wilderwild trees pondered the... | |
[WP] It turns out that humanity is *not* a virus infecting the planet. Humanity is the immune system response the planet is having towards *something else*... | When you hear the word parasite what comes to your mind?
A tapeworm? A tick? Or some may argue that we as humans are parasites to this planet.
Perhaps we do look like parasites at the first glance. Feasting, consuming, and destroying as we desired from our gracious host. But one must understand that the earth does no... | We thought we were the poison. We thought ourselves a disease to be cured, a danger to our only mean of survival. But all that changed when our purpose was revealed. Have you ever felt the natural disgust at the uncanney valley? This discomfort when something appears human, but clearly is not, only told by a few mismat... | |
[WP] It turns out that humanity is *not* a virus infecting the planet. Humanity is the immune system response the planet is having towards *something else*... | Everyone watched our population growing closer and closer to ten billion. No one was sure precisely what we were expecting, but it reminded me of the Y2K phenomenon. News feeds were full of the usual tripe; worried about resources running out, housing concerns, but mostly disdain for the many floundering space programs... | We thought we were the poison. We thought ourselves a disease to be cured, a danger to our only mean of survival. But all that changed when our purpose was revealed. Have you ever felt the natural disgust at the uncanney valley? This discomfort when something appears human, but clearly is not, only told by a few mismat... | |
[WP] It’s your 16th Birthday, and all your friends and family have come to celebrate! Your superpower also began to awaken... and unfortunately, you can read minds now. Oh dear... | "Happy birthday to you!"
I blew out my candles excitedly as the last line of the song was sung. Everyone screamed and clapped along as the candles died out.
"Here comes the knife!" My sister warned (sounding even more excited than me) as she started staring at the knife with full concentration.
Under everyone's atte... | A sweet sixteen, they called it. The day when my power would awaken and I could begin to chart out my future. I invited all of my friends over to check it out with me.
It started out simple, I would hear someone say something that they would swear they hadn’t said. But as nothing flashy happened, no flames out of my ... | |
[WP] It’s your 16th Birthday, and all your friends and family have come to celebrate! Your superpower also began to awaken... and unfortunately, you can read minds now. Oh dear... | "Happy Birthday, Max!" my family chanted as I blew the candles.
"Finally, now I get the fuck out of here." I heard Uncle's Tory
"Oh, his dimple when he blows! I just want to bite it..." Cousin Becky said. Wait, what the hell? Why'd she say that?
"Let's cut the cake shall we?" Mother grabbed the knife and started to ... | A sweet sixteen, they called it. The day when my power would awaken and I could begin to chart out my future. I invited all of my friends over to check it out with me.
It started out simple, I would hear someone say something that they would swear they hadn’t said. But as nothing flashy happened, no flames out of my ... | |
[WP] Aliens had been invited to their human coworker's wedding. They are both scared yet amazed by the human wedding traditions. "What are the weddings even like on your planets?" asked the concerned human. "For starters, we don't make our friends and siblings our temporary slaves..." said one. | "Human teeth are formidable weapons," Quetzlim^4 spoke quietly, its hexagonal eyes illuminated by the holographic slide show. "They can rip flesh from bone, pierce the toughest of hides, and are commonly augmented with metallic armour to arrange them in an optimal biting pattern. However, when pursuing peaceful relatio... | A persistent hum, punctuated by gusts of laughter, hung in the air. Myglev, a resident of planet Zohr, and his compatriot/coworker Zev sat at a table placed in the middle of the rows of tables under the tent that had been put up for this very occasion--a wedding. The guests, bar the aliens, were a fairly ordinary weddi... | |
[WP] Aliens had been invited to their human coworker's wedding. They are both scared yet amazed by the human wedding traditions. "What are the weddings even like on your planets?" asked the concerned human. "For starters, we don't make our friends and siblings our temporary slaves..." said one. | "Slaves? What are you talking about?" Bill asked.
Claxotensious replied, "My empathic organ detects 12 humans who are here against their own wishes. Mostly male, ages 12-33."
"Oh that" said Bill, "That's just called an obligation. I know on planet Hyper Ball things are a little more cut and dry but the human experie... | The bride was glaring at the two of them again.
"Just go with it, Quas" said Qel resoundently.
Quas sighed and held out three of his long blue limbs.
The bride dumped the third bucket of flowers into his outstretched blue palms. Quas felt his legs buckle with the weight. Earth's gravity was much harsher than it w... | |
[WP] You are getting ready for a date with your girlfriend when you hear a knock at the door. Unexpectedly you find your girlfriend, however she is in tears and is begging you not to go on your date with her tonight. She also appears to be years older than the last time you saw her. | My music is turned all the way up and my head is bouncing to the beat. Tonight is the night and I'm super excited. I have been waiting to tell Rebecca I want to spend my life with her and tonight will be the perfect opportunity: fancy restaurant, wine, and a ring. One date to rule all other dates, as Tolkien might say.... | [PI] One year went by so fast, I couldn’t believe we made it a whole year together; well.. officially tomorrow.
Knock knock knock
I was already running late, much to what I know will be Kate’s annoyance. Who could possibly be at the door now? The door creaked as I slowly revealed the person on the other side.
“K... | |
[WP] Your hero team consists of members whose appearances and demeanor are VERY unfitting for their powers. | "This was your idea, Ethan." Charlie said. "You found that stupid space rock in the school yard, let EVERYONE in our class touch it, and now EVERYONE has superpowers!"
"It's still pretty cool that we can shapeshift, right?" He said, trying to be positive.
"Easy for you to say." Charlie shot back. "You didn't get an... | It was another partly cloudy day in New Francisco. It was a weekday, which meant all the usual people were out and about. Whether it was heading to work, doing some shopping, or otherwise walking around town, everyone seemed to be busy. It would've been considered a nice day. That is, if Captain Dark hadn't begun crash... | |
[WP] Your hero team consists of members whose appearances and demeanor are VERY unfitting for their powers. | The evening's crowd was looking to be an uneventful one, until Doctor Atrocity sat down to the bar at the Swollen Henchmen.
He threw his top hat to the ground and swiped a glass of brandy from the tender's hands before it could even touch the bar. Down and gone in a single gulp. "You would not BELIEVE the bullshit I h... | It was another partly cloudy day in New Francisco. It was a weekday, which meant all the usual people were out and about. Whether it was heading to work, doing some shopping, or otherwise walking around town, everyone seemed to be busy. It would've been considered a nice day. That is, if Captain Dark hadn't begun crash... | |
[WP] Your hero team consists of members whose appearances and demeanor are VERY unfitting for their powers. | Two men in suits walked through the halls. One was talking about the location, the other was mainly listening or tapping on a tablet keyboard.
"Yes, this is a very impressive facility, Henry." Said the tablet baring man. "But the location isn't important. What about the team?"
"So glad you asked." Henry said. "We've ... | "You are late again!"
I said to Speedster.
"\*Burp\*, yeah-yeah. I was hungry."
He said, wiping his greasy fingers into his costume.
"You are always hungry!"
I said, massaging my temples.
"Awesome "hero" team we are."
I thought to myself, as I walked into the meeting room.
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Our leader: Strea... | |
[WP] You're taking a job at a vegetable farm. The ad said "must love animals, must be good with children.". You didn't make the connection until the tomatoes pulled themselves out of the ground and started running around like toddlers. | I've always loved nature, and I've always needed money. When I saw that ad in the newspaper about a job on a farm, I immediately knew it was a great opportunity. It was a remote farm in the middle of other gigantic fields - quite the contrast with the density and agitation of my town.
"Must love animals, must be good ... | "Come back, you stupid potatoes!" I scream, as wild vegetables run about frantically, screeching and cackling like toddlers, "back, I said..."
When taking a job for a vegetable farm, I had not made the connection of the slogan 'Must love animals, must be good with children' until the vegetables tore themselves from th... | |
[WP] You're taking a job at a vegetable farm. The ad said "must love animals, must be good with children.". You didn't make the connection until the tomatoes pulled themselves out of the ground and started running around like toddlers. | The farmer guy just left me dumbfounded, I don’t know what I expected, but I can assure you it wasn’t this.
The tomato children came up to me
“Let’s play! Let’s play!”
I have to admit it was cute
I asked him for his name and he said it was Tom, sounds about right. He was dragging me to the other fields with all the... | "Come back, you stupid potatoes!" I scream, as wild vegetables run about frantically, screeching and cackling like toddlers, "back, I said..."
When taking a job for a vegetable farm, I had not made the connection of the slogan 'Must love animals, must be good with children' until the vegetables tore themselves from th... | |
[WP] You're taking a job at a vegetable farm. The ad said "must love animals, must be good with children.". You didn't make the connection until the tomatoes pulled themselves out of the ground and started running around like toddlers. | I've always loved nature, and I've always needed money. When I saw that ad in the newspaper about a job on a farm, I immediately knew it was a great opportunity. It was a remote farm in the middle of other gigantic fields - quite the contrast with the density and agitation of my town.
"Must love animals, must be good ... | "Come back you little mischievous beans!"
I said...to the bean stalks that just started running away.
"You too guys, stop running, what will happen if you trip and fall!"
I shouted to the tomatoes that ran around and played while giggling.
I sighed.
"I am good with children, and animals...but this wasn't what... | |
[WP] You're taking a job at a vegetable farm. The ad said "must love animals, must be good with children.". You didn't make the connection until the tomatoes pulled themselves out of the ground and started running around like toddlers. | The farmer guy just left me dumbfounded, I don’t know what I expected, but I can assure you it wasn’t this.
The tomato children came up to me
“Let’s play! Let’s play!”
I have to admit it was cute
I asked him for his name and he said it was Tom, sounds about right. He was dragging me to the other fields with all the... | "Come back you little mischievous beans!"
I said...to the bean stalks that just started running away.
"You too guys, stop running, what will happen if you trip and fall!"
I shouted to the tomatoes that ran around and played while giggling.
I sighed.
"I am good with children, and animals...but this wasn't what... | |
[WP] The devil appears in front of your characters, not as a villain but as a tragic character. | Theo the warlock noticed something was off first.
“Something’s outside.”
The three stepped out of their fort. A man, neatly shaven, with a sword of darkness sheathed at his hip. From his right shoulder a singed wing drooped to the floor. On his left shoulder was nothing but a bloody stump.
“Help... me....” the man ... | It was late at night. I could hear wolves by our tent. I held onto my healing tome in case one of the wolves caught our scent. Lana, our illusionist masked it well, but you never know.
I heard the wolves running. Chasing. I heard the crunching of leaves. And then a shriek. A scream.
I burst out of the tent I was in t... | |
[WP] You, a high school science teacher, are tasked by the FBI with discovering if a strange man is an AI or a real human. The complex social politics between humans and robots makes it illegal for you to use x-rays or scanners to see under his skin. You walk into the interrogation room.. | The FBI knocked on my door at 3 in the morning. My casual greeting was met with a callus tone from the agents. They asked me if I could help them solve a case, something about having an "alternative mind" talk with the suspect. On the way to the station, they told me about the suspect. How they'd found him in a junkyar... | I walk slowly into the room. The seriousness of this person’s crimes along with the implications behind its arrest are plaguing my mind. When the AI started to excitement with cyborgs and androids, strangely enough they didn’t like fruit, we knew that this day was coming. The day where the directive placed on the AI pr... | |
[WP] You, a high school science teacher, are tasked by the FBI with discovering if a strange man is an AI or a real human. The complex social politics between humans and robots makes it illegal for you to use x-rays or scanners to see under his skin. You walk into the interrogation room.. | It's . . . odd.
It sits across from me, green eyes glaring at me with unrestrained anger. I imagine its treatment before I got here hasn't been hospitable. This is the FBI, after all. They're not the Friendly Bureau of Investigation.
Was that a joke? Huh, not bad.
"Good afternoon," I say. "My name is Morrigan Walter... | "Stephen." I sit down, facing him. "Do you know why you are here?"
He nods. "People think I am a robot."
"Yes," I agree. "And people have also discovered that you carry a short-range scan inhibitor in your pocket."
"It's not legal to scan me," points out Stephen. "While it is legal to carry an inhibitor."
"Quite. A... | |
[WP] You, a high school science teacher, are tasked by the FBI with discovering if a strange man is an AI or a real human. The complex social politics between humans and robots makes it illegal for you to use x-rays or scanners to see under his skin. You walk into the interrogation room.. | It's . . . odd.
It sits across from me, green eyes glaring at me with unrestrained anger. I imagine its treatment before I got here hasn't been hospitable. This is the FBI, after all. They're not the Friendly Bureau of Investigation.
Was that a joke? Huh, not bad.
"Good afternoon," I say. "My name is Morrigan Walter... | I kick down the door.
The subject, startles back, it sickens me that humanity has come to this, is it man or machine, I can't tell, and certain laws prevent the law from looking into it... at least for now its certainly is acting correctly.
I stand tall, Intimidating at 6.5 foot, blond, blue eyes locked away being av... | |
[WP] You, a high school science teacher, are tasked by the FBI with discovering if a strange man is an AI or a real human. The complex social politics between humans and robots makes it illegal for you to use x-rays or scanners to see under his skin. You walk into the interrogation room.. | “Good evening “
“Good evening “ the man responds. He is casually sitting in his chair, looking quite confident.
“Do you know why you are here?” I ask him.
“Cuz you think I may be a robot”
“And are you a robot?”
“Nah bro” he confidently answers.
“Well, you’ve convinced me. But I also need to convince my supervisor... | I kick down the door.
The subject, startles back, it sickens me that humanity has come to this, is it man or machine, I can't tell, and certain laws prevent the law from looking into it... at least for now its certainly is acting correctly.
I stand tall, Intimidating at 6.5 foot, blond, blue eyes locked away being av... | |
[WP] You, a high school science teacher, are tasked by the FBI with discovering if a strange man is an AI or a real human. The complex social politics between humans and robots makes it illegal for you to use x-rays or scanners to see under his skin. You walk into the interrogation room.. | [Poem]
I entered the interrogation room
The light was dull and gloom
But he stood at the door, unable to enter
For all his work to avoid the metal detector
Eventually exposed, the door stayed closed
Just one thing had him on hold
For on the door lock was a captcha code | “Mr. Winters, a moment please.”
“Ok, just a sec.” I turned back to my class. I hate these ignorant FBI fucks interrupting my teaching. “Kids, please open your tablets to the link on today’s syllabus. Finish it. Tomorrow we’ll have a discussion about it. Off you go.”
I went with the feds. These wise ass detectives who... | |
[WP] They called it “cleaning out the fridge”. The facility was built for the containment of various supernaturals. They were systemically eliminating their catalogue going floor by floor. All was going well until they hit the basement level with its oldest “residents”. | As was customary, Agent Swansea had his funeral before going to basement level. He met his new partner, Agent Toronto, at Basement reception. Toronto had a face that was about as welcoming as a traumatic memory. Whatever injury that Toronto had survived from was probably the same that killed his old partner. Swansea th... | \[Royal Surprise\]
"Tell you what..," Ruby said. She entered a narrow white hall with her best friend, Minerva. The hall extended into the distance with solid red metal doors spaced out on each side. "...IF they win, you can tell Ruin the truth about the Chrome Court."
"But I really like him!" Minerva protest... | |
[WP] The plan was simple. As the superior fighter, you would keep the Dark Lord stuck in an infinite fight until the chosen one could finish him off. No one told you about the part where the hero dies, forcing you to keep the Dark Lord occupied for 18 years waiting for their reincarnation. | Carmen ducked back behind one of the concrete slabs they'd dropped in around the Potentate just in time for the searing arc of energy to overshoot, continuing on to drill through the remnants of a ruined downtown building. Something ignited in the shattered storefront and debris rained down on him from behind, clatteri... | Iron odor filters to my nostrils. Below me is the Hero, now a mangled corpse. The Dark Lord snickers, his breath smelling of consumed souls. I think of freezing myself on the spot, of cowering in a corner. But, then I remember what the Light Wizard had told me, “Never get up. If you do, the entire Kingdom of Weferia wi... | |
[WP] The plan was simple. As the superior fighter, you would keep the Dark Lord stuck in an infinite fight until the chosen one could finish him off. No one told you about the part where the hero dies, forcing you to keep the Dark Lord occupied for 18 years waiting for their reincarnation. | The hero arrived. "I keep your back, boy", the warrior laughed and stayed right behind the chosen one. "I will count on you, my friend!", he replied, and started attacking.
It already seemed like the fight was over: the dark lord was hurted badly, and the warrior and the hero werent tired at all.
Maybe, it wouldve en... | Iron odor filters to my nostrils. Below me is the Hero, now a mangled corpse. The Dark Lord snickers, his breath smelling of consumed souls. I think of freezing myself on the spot, of cowering in a corner. But, then I remember what the Light Wizard had told me, “Never get up. If you do, the entire Kingdom of Weferia wi... | |
[WP] The plan was simple. As the superior fighter, you would keep the Dark Lord stuck in an infinite fight until the chosen one could finish him off. No one told you about the part where the hero dies, forcing you to keep the Dark Lord occupied for 18 years waiting for their reincarnation. | "Your Champion is DEAD!" The Dark Lord was gleeful in that statement. "I don't know why you keep insisting on your little skirmishes every time I leave my castle."
"I don't know why you keep insisting on leaving your castle if it is so wonderful!" I drew back my bow and let an arrow fly at his head. Well, not exac... | Iron odor filters to my nostrils. Below me is the Hero, now a mangled corpse. The Dark Lord snickers, his breath smelling of consumed souls. I think of freezing myself on the spot, of cowering in a corner. But, then I remember what the Light Wizard had told me, “Never get up. If you do, the entire Kingdom of Weferia wi... | |
[WP] The plan was simple. As the superior fighter, you would keep the Dark Lord stuck in an infinite fight until the chosen one could finish him off. No one told you about the part where the hero dies, forcing you to keep the Dark Lord occupied for 18 years waiting for their reincarnation. | Necrotic energies snapped and bit futilely at a shield
brilliant in both light and execution. Swathed in living Shadow, the Dark Lord
Tenebrous gathered strength for another attack, when the shield dropped, and a
man, surrounded by living light waved his hands.
“Oi, Tenebrous, lets pause this for a minute.” ... | Iron odor filters to my nostrils. Below me is the Hero, now a mangled corpse. The Dark Lord snickers, his breath smelling of consumed souls. I think of freezing myself on the spot, of cowering in a corner. But, then I remember what the Light Wizard had told me, “Never get up. If you do, the entire Kingdom of Weferia wi... | |
[WP] The plan was simple. As the superior fighter, you would keep the Dark Lord stuck in an infinite fight until the chosen one could finish him off. No one told you about the part where the hero dies, forcing you to keep the Dark Lord occupied for 18 years waiting for their reincarnation. | Necrotic energies snapped and bit futilely at a shield
brilliant in both light and execution. Swathed in living Shadow, the Dark Lord
Tenebrous gathered strength for another attack, when the shield dropped, and a
man, surrounded by living light waved his hands.
“Oi, Tenebrous, lets pause this for a minute.” ... | Carmen ducked back behind one of the concrete slabs they'd dropped in around the Potentate just in time for the searing arc of energy to overshoot, continuing on to drill through the remnants of a ruined downtown building. Something ignited in the shattered storefront and debris rained down on him from behind, clatteri... | |
[WP] The plan was simple. As the superior fighter, you would keep the Dark Lord stuck in an infinite fight until the chosen one could finish him off. No one told you about the part where the hero dies, forcing you to keep the Dark Lord occupied for 18 years waiting for their reincarnation. | Necrotic energies snapped and bit futilely at a shield
brilliant in both light and execution. Swathed in living Shadow, the Dark Lord
Tenebrous gathered strength for another attack, when the shield dropped, and a
man, surrounded by living light waved his hands.
“Oi, Tenebrous, lets pause this for a minute.” ... | The hero arrived. "I keep your back, boy", the warrior laughed and stayed right behind the chosen one. "I will count on you, my friend!", he replied, and started attacking.
It already seemed like the fight was over: the dark lord was hurted badly, and the warrior and the hero werent tired at all.
Maybe, it wouldve en... | |
[WP] The plan was simple. As the superior fighter, you would keep the Dark Lord stuck in an infinite fight until the chosen one could finish him off. No one told you about the part where the hero dies, forcing you to keep the Dark Lord occupied for 18 years waiting for their reincarnation. | Bazarel's eyes flickered open.
"Good morning, abomination." The smug, self-righteous tone of that voice made Bazarel wince, before rolling over and shutting his eyes. "Don't ignore me, foul creature. Today will be the day."
"Shut up." Bazarel muttered.
"So you are awake. Today, I say."
Clive of Cliviger had been ... | The good thing about being stuck in the bubble was that Chalas'an could not draw power from the darkness in the world as they had before. They were limited to their sword and the darkness that made up their body.
The bad thing about being stuck in the bubble was that Ahad couldn't summon power from the Sun either. He... | |
[WP] The plan was simple. As the superior fighter, you would keep the Dark Lord stuck in an infinite fight until the chosen one could finish him off. No one told you about the part where the hero dies, forcing you to keep the Dark Lord occupied for 18 years waiting for their reincarnation. | Bazarel's eyes flickered open.
"Good morning, abomination." The smug, self-righteous tone of that voice made Bazarel wince, before rolling over and shutting his eyes. "Don't ignore me, foul creature. Today will be the day."
"Shut up." Bazarel muttered.
"So you are awake. Today, I say."
Clive of Cliviger had been ... | “It has been 40 years, you know,” said a black-robed demon who looked like a human, all the while swinging his burning sword.
The sword swirled like a serpent dashing to its prey, but the old man who was the target, dodged the flames beautifully.
The old man, who wore tattered robes said nothing, but he raised his si... | |
[WP] The plan was simple. As the superior fighter, you would keep the Dark Lord stuck in an infinite fight until the chosen one could finish him off. No one told you about the part where the hero dies, forcing you to keep the Dark Lord occupied for 18 years waiting for their reincarnation. | Our clash of blades was as a waltz-- calculated, precise, elegant. The howl of silver striking silver was the sole tune to our blood fete. He was everything they said he was, brooding, uncompromising, of an iron will. The way he swung the *zweihander* in a relentless onslaught, his eyes trained on my blade, anticipatin... | How long had it been? It was so hard to judge time. All that there was to count was the score. What were they on now? The Dark Lord had resurrected himself… must have been 12,762 times now. Or was it 61? Out of sheer boredom, our conversations had turned to every topic we could have conceived of. At least this was the ... | |
[WP]You possess an ability that seems relatively harmless, albeit useful, at first glance, yet on a deeper look is scarily powerful. Nothing can be taken from you against your will | "He, heheḫ̶̨̪̄͊e̸̢̳̞͂̿... so you thought that could end the game just like that huh? That you can erase this world after you've finally grown tired with your little *harem*? No, no, you cannot escape from me,>!P̴̬͉̯̾͑̇l̷̤̤͑͠ả̷͚̲̃̒y̷̧̼̼̆͆ě̵̡̓r̷̢̖͗͝!<. No, you don't get to press x or esc and shut down our world.... | This story starts out when I was in high school. probably the worst years ever. I had just transfered that day, and at lunch time, the high school "Bad guys" cam towards me.
"Hey, newbie! We're a bit hungry, and I forgot my wallet, sI'm gonna need to borrow yours." the supposed gang leader said.
Me, being a naive bo... | |
[WP]You possess an ability that seems relatively harmless, albeit useful, at first glance, yet on a deeper look is scarily powerful. Nothing can be taken from you against your will | "Reincarnation has always caused scholars to wonder its limitations. Are there finite souls or as they are needed do the gods create more? What is the extent of the ones knowledge when reborn" explains the priest with mild amusement in his voice. Taunting our generation with the knowledge of the world. An entire room o... | This makes me think of Cypher (douglas ramsey) of X-men. He has a seemingly innocuous ability to translate languages. But he's also able to "read his opponents' body language and the patterns of their combat moves in order to counter the attacks of several opponents attacking him at once. By considering the exercise of... | |
[WP]You possess an ability that seems relatively harmless, albeit useful, at first glance, yet on a deeper look is scarily powerful. Nothing can be taken from you against your will | "Are you AJ?" The doctor's voice drew him from staring at the floor. Bloodshot eyes peered out from between the youth's slim fingers. He nodded. "I'm doctor Liz Maru. I'm going to take you in to see your mom now. Please, come with me. You've been a very brave boy, AJ."
"Momma?" At her nod, he scrambled to his feet and... | This makes me think of Cypher (douglas ramsey) of X-men. He has a seemingly innocuous ability to translate languages. But he's also able to "read his opponents' body language and the patterns of their combat moves in order to counter the attacks of several opponents attacking him at once. By considering the exercise of... | |
[WP]You possess an ability that seems relatively harmless, albeit useful, at first glance, yet on a deeper look is scarily powerful. Nothing can be taken from you against your will | I held victory in my hands, triumph too.
"In ancient days they called my kind demigods, legends and Kings. Nowadays people prefer the terms 'superhero' and 'neo-human', but the terms are the same. We are beyond what life and fate would make of normal men. And women." I add the last bit at the end with deliberate empha... | This makes me think of Cypher (douglas ramsey) of X-men. He has a seemingly innocuous ability to translate languages. But he's also able to "read his opponents' body language and the patterns of their combat moves in order to counter the attacks of several opponents attacking him at once. By considering the exercise of... | |
[WP]You possess an ability that seems relatively harmless, albeit useful, at first glance, yet on a deeper look is scarily powerful. Nothing can be taken from you against your will | It began small.
At one year, my mother had tried to take my baby blanket to get washed. The poor blanket only got washed when I took my baths after that. The next time it saw the inside of a washing machine, I was five.
In school, the bullies tried to take my lunch, my pencil case, my friends, my partner. They tried ... | This makes me think of Cypher (douglas ramsey) of X-men. He has a seemingly innocuous ability to translate languages. But he's also able to "read his opponents' body language and the patterns of their combat moves in order to counter the attacks of several opponents attacking him at once. By considering the exercise of... | |
[WP]You possess an ability that seems relatively harmless, albeit useful, at first glance, yet on a deeper look is scarily powerful. Nothing can be taken from you against your will | I held victory in my hands, triumph too.
"In ancient days they called my kind demigods, legends and Kings. Nowadays people prefer the terms 'superhero' and 'neo-human', but the terms are the same. We are beyond what life and fate would make of normal men. And women." I add the last bit at the end with deliberate empha... | "Reincarnation has always caused scholars to wonder its limitations. Are there finite souls or as they are needed do the gods create more? What is the extent of the ones knowledge when reborn" explains the priest with mild amusement in his voice. Taunting our generation with the knowledge of the world. An entire room o... | |
[WP]You possess an ability that seems relatively harmless, albeit useful, at first glance, yet on a deeper look is scarily powerful. Nothing can be taken from you against your will | It began small.
At one year, my mother had tried to take my baby blanket to get washed. The poor blanket only got washed when I took my baths after that. The next time it saw the inside of a washing machine, I was five.
In school, the bullies tried to take my lunch, my pencil case, my friends, my partner. They tried ... | "Reincarnation has always caused scholars to wonder its limitations. Are there finite souls or as they are needed do the gods create more? What is the extent of the ones knowledge when reborn" explains the priest with mild amusement in his voice. Taunting our generation with the knowledge of the world. An entire room o... | |
[WP]You possess an ability that seems relatively harmless, albeit useful, at first glance, yet on a deeper look is scarily powerful. Nothing can be taken from you against your will | It began small.
At one year, my mother had tried to take my baby blanket to get washed. The poor blanket only got washed when I took my baths after that. The next time it saw the inside of a washing machine, I was five.
In school, the bullies tried to take my lunch, my pencil case, my friends, my partner. They tried ... | "Are you AJ?" The doctor's voice drew him from staring at the floor. Bloodshot eyes peered out from between the youth's slim fingers. He nodded. "I'm doctor Liz Maru. I'm going to take you in to see your mom now. Please, come with me. You've been a very brave boy, AJ."
"Momma?" At her nod, he scrambled to his feet and... | |
[WP]You possess an ability that seems relatively harmless, albeit useful, at first glance, yet on a deeper look is scarily powerful. Nothing can be taken from you against your will | ‘Hey, you probably can’t remember but we had a hard time feeding you when you were younger,’ my mum said.
‘Huh?’ I replied absent-mindedly as I tried to take the empty milk bottle from my younger daughter Billie.
‘Yeah. Milk bottles, teething biscuits, sippy cups, spoons, bowls, you name it. You held onto what you ... | Many people think that telekinesis is useful, but not that dangerous. Guess what ? They are wrong. But, first things first.
When I awakened, I was euphoric. I thought that my life would turn 180 degrees and I would become rich.
What ? Thinking about money instead of some noble ideas ? Please, don't judge me so quickl... | |
[WP]You possess an ability that seems relatively harmless, albeit useful, at first glance, yet on a deeper look is scarily powerful. Nothing can be taken from you against your will | "No."
"What did you say, asshole?"
Words have power.
Sometimes, they have power only in your head.
That is often enough, for your head is where all of the most important things happen.
Sometimes, if you are particularly lucky, words have power in *other* people's heads.
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"I said *no*," I told the two... | Many people think that telekinesis is useful, but not that dangerous. Guess what ? They are wrong. But, first things first.
When I awakened, I was euphoric. I thought that my life would turn 180 degrees and I would become rich.
What ? Thinking about money instead of some noble ideas ? Please, don't judge me so quickl... | |
[WP]You possess an ability that seems relatively harmless, albeit useful, at first glance, yet on a deeper look is scarily powerful. Nothing can be taken from you against your will | Tom’s phone rang. The number was unknown and only a few people had access to it. If he did not know the caller, then it was a transferred request from his agent.
“Tom’s delivery service, this is Tom.”
The voice on the other end was grainy from the use of a filter. “You’re the freelance Ability User, right? We need yo... | Many people think that telekinesis is useful, but not that dangerous. Guess what ? They are wrong. But, first things first.
When I awakened, I was euphoric. I thought that my life would turn 180 degrees and I would become rich.
What ? Thinking about money instead of some noble ideas ? Please, don't judge me so quickl... | |
[WP]You possess an ability that seems relatively harmless, albeit useful, at first glance, yet on a deeper look is scarily powerful. Nothing can be taken from you against your will | Tom’s phone rang. The number was unknown and only a few people had access to it. If he did not know the caller, then it was a transferred request from his agent.
“Tom’s delivery service, this is Tom.”
The voice on the other end was grainy from the use of a filter. “You’re the freelance Ability User, right? We need yo... | "No."
"What did you say, asshole?"
Words have power.
Sometimes, they have power only in your head.
That is often enough, for your head is where all of the most important things happen.
Sometimes, if you are particularly lucky, words have power in *other* people's heads.
&#x200B;
"I said *no*," I told the two... | |
[WP]You possess an ability that seems relatively harmless, albeit useful, at first glance, yet on a deeper look is scarily powerful. Nothing can be taken from you against your will | Tom’s phone rang. The number was unknown and only a few people had access to it. If he did not know the caller, then it was a transferred request from his agent.
“Tom’s delivery service, this is Tom.”
The voice on the other end was grainy from the use of a filter. “You’re the freelance Ability User, right? We need yo... | First, it was money.
Being dead broke had a way of making one penny pinching, and I was ecstatic when my phone, gas, electrical, and water company all congratulated me on winning a lifetime supply. With bills handled, I could finally stop putting in overtime and start focusing on my school work. *Lucky me*, I thought.... | |
[WP] Some say that if you're born with a birthmark that marked the place you've died of a wound. Now you weren't born with such a birthmark, but you do suddenly wake-up with new big birthmark on the front of your shoulder. When asking your SO they just shrug: "you've always had that" "No, I didn't" | Birthmarks.
You should have them from birth, no? I mean, that's what the name implies. Marks from birth.
Everyone has one, even if you can't see it. They've found those that have no visible marks on their skin to have one internally, such as during an autopsy or something.
Mark on the brain? Heart? It's always so... | This is really creepy because I actually have such a birth mark. So, here it goes!
I looked down at my shoulder and couldn’t help but wince. Why did that one spot hurt so much? I did legs yesterday, so it doesn’t make sense. I shrugged it off and worked the soreness out in the hot shower.
My vision clouded, and I th... | |
[WP] On your way to school you see a cat in someone's yard and bend to pet it. It trots up happily to you, purring all the while. Satisfied, you get up and continue on your way. As you check your phone, however, you see hundreds of missed calls and texts desperately asking where you've been. | "That can't be right," I think to myself, "Must be a glitch or something."
I hit the call back button and wait while it rings.
"Hello?" The voice on the other end sounds brittle, strained almost to the breaking point
"Mom?" I ask curiously, she sounds odd, "Sorry, my phone is acting wonk-"
"ADAM?!?" her scream is ... | What in the world I thought as I looked down at the phone in my hands. “This has to be a prank” I thought to myself. I looked back to the cat but that panther-like feline was gone. I decided to go find out why my friends and family were blowing up my phone in person, mainly because my phone just died as I was checking ... | |
[WP] On your way to school you see a cat in someone's yard and bend to pet it. It trots up happily to you, purring all the while. Satisfied, you get up and continue on your way. As you check your phone, however, you see hundreds of missed calls and texts desperately asking where you've been. | Kate looked at the time on her phone, no wonder her mother, three older brothers, and her bestfriend Jena, left bunch of messages and missed calls. Turns out school just ended and Kate was missing.
“I spent all day playing with the cat?” Kate thought and turned around to look at the yard with the cat. But that’s impos... | …..Except that all of the calls and texts came from a single person that you have been desperately trying to avoid. Dismay and regret flood your mind every time you see them.
If only you knew that girl who smiled brightly as she sat down across of you in cafeteria last year is an honest to god S tier stalker obsessed... | |
[WP] After graduating necromancer school, you travel the world resurrecting trees and plants from destroyed forests. In the high carbon dioxide environment, the plants mutate and adapt into sentient beings. Now, with you as their leader, they act to take vengeance on the world that destroyed them. | Outside the small, radiant light of Selver’s fire, he could see the forest closing in by the perturbations of the soil. It was the roots, he thought, roots burrowing towards him out of the gloom like little subterranean snakes.
They slipped into the firelight, one cracked the earth, a thick, gnarled finger trailing wh... | The battlefield raged on in the distance, the clash and clang of metal ringing down the hillside, falling on the deaf ears of the dead.
I followed in the armies trail, stepping through the blood and carnage, watchful for corpses with which to work my trade. This far back, only the weakest, most damaged remained, the N... | |
[WP] "Oh, little butterfly," princess sighed as she held out her finger for the butterfly nearby, "Will I ever be queen?". The butterfly landed, said to her "nope lol", and then flew away. | Princess Zarena, for obvious reasons, had not expected her rhetorical question to be answered.
“Rofl, oops,” the butterfly said, flapping its wings.
*By a fucking talking butterfly, of all things,* she thought.
But this was not a bad sign. Princesses could talk to animals, right? Maybe this boded well. Perhaps the b... | “Please.” He begged, on his knees.
“The killing must end. I will surrender unconditionally.”
She looked down on him, splayed across her iron throne. A nod of her head was all the emotion she deigned to show.
“Very well. Your people will be spared, since you have chosen to submit before me. But because you resisted... | |
[WP] "Oh, little butterfly," princess sighed as she held out her finger for the butterfly nearby, "Will I ever be queen?". The butterfly landed, said to her "nope lol", and then flew away. | Princess Elisheba Shaprut blinked, then blinked again. "What?" she questioned aloud. Sure it was childish to ask a butterfly anything, especially when she knew the succession laws inside and out. She 12th in line for the throne, and the children her siblings had the longer that line became. Sure it mattered little, she... | “Please.” He begged, on his knees.
“The killing must end. I will surrender unconditionally.”
She looked down on him, splayed across her iron throne. A nod of her head was all the emotion she deigned to show.
“Very well. Your people will be spared, since you have chosen to submit before me. But because you resisted... | |
[WP] "Oh, little butterfly," princess sighed as she held out her finger for the butterfly nearby, "Will I ever be queen?". The butterfly landed, said to her "nope lol", and then flew away. | Princess Elisheba Shaprut blinked, then blinked again. "What?" she questioned aloud. Sure it was childish to ask a butterfly anything, especially when she knew the succession laws inside and out. She 12th in line for the throne, and the children her siblings had the longer that line became. Sure it mattered little, she... | Princess Zarena, for obvious reasons, had not expected her rhetorical question to be answered.
“Rofl, oops,” the butterfly said, flapping its wings.
*By a fucking talking butterfly, of all things,* she thought.
But this was not a bad sign. Princesses could talk to animals, right? Maybe this boded well. Perhaps the b... | |
[WP] "Too bad, Fairy Queen. I never had a kid, so no firstborn for you to take" you say on your deathbed. "Oh I love it when they don't read the fine print" she responds with a wicked smile. | The fairy queen hovered over me, smiling a wicked sickly smile.
Her fingers slid into the leather pouch tied to her waist. She pulled out a small glass tube, with ornate figures laid into the sides. I suddenly realized it was an hour glass. Its red sands were so fine that it appeared as if a pool of grainy blood sat ... | [poem] Last sermon of the fairy queen to the people of "Fayed"
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Tis too bad dear people, for now ye shall,
shed tears for being ruled by a queen,
known once as the fair princess of Fayed,
now so pale and frail on death's old bed,
for our deal... | |
[WP] "Too bad, Fairy Queen. I never had a kid, so no firstborn for you to take" you say on your deathbed. "Oh I love it when they don't read the fine print" she responds with a wicked smile. | "What do you mean?" I asked my eyes growing wide as I watched her inch even closer to my bed until she could wrap an ivory hand around the railing of my bed.
Leaning over she whispered. "You cannot break a deal with the fae even in the face of death, child. Besides, we never stipulated that the child had to be ... | [poem] Last sermon of the fairy queen to the people of "Fayed"
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Tis too bad dear people, for now ye shall,
shed tears for being ruled by a queen,
known once as the fair princess of Fayed,
now so pale and frail on death's old bed,
for our deal... | |
[WP] "Too bad, Fairy Queen. I never had a kid, so no firstborn for you to take" you say on your deathbed. "Oh I love it when they don't read the fine print" she responds with a wicked smile. | My eyes trembled as she held the paper close to me, my limbs unable to move from old age. My eyes were barely any better, but I had just enough panic to let me see.
As the words written in fine gold became clear, a feeling of calm despair washed over me, my body sinking into the bed. " Ha," my voice rasped, nearly unr... | [poem] Last sermon of the fairy queen to the people of "Fayed"
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Tis too bad dear people, for now ye shall,
shed tears for being ruled by a queen,
known once as the fair princess of Fayed,
now so pale and frail on death's old bed,
for our deal... | |
[WP] "Too bad, Fairy Queen. I never had a kid, so no firstborn for you to take" you say on your deathbed. "Oh I love it when they don't read the fine print" she responds with a wicked smile. | " and i have waited forever for this day" i said as i hit the button on the bedrail. a flash of flame traced around the boundary of the room and lit off the powder on the walls and ceiling is further whooshes of flame. in a matter of seconds every wall, the floor, and the ceiling we covered in runes and patterns. on th... | “I will make that firstborn with you”
I looked at her. She was ozing sex appeal, from her sheer thorugh dress, generous curves and a pretty face.
I couldn’t help but gulp in anticipation.
I also blinked at that moment and everything changed.
Form fairy-like beauty she turned into-
“I will make that baby from you”
... |
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