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[WP] We have made first contact and luckily the aliens already have universal translation tech. "Greetings Humans" says the ambassador, "we call ourselves elves, wait, no we don't. how do you already have a name for us?" | The ambassador smiled nervously.
"Well you bare an uncanny resembalance to a mythical creature from our fiction."
There was a long pause until the ambassador spoke again.
"Please tell us all about these mythical creatures."
There was brief discussion in the human delegation before a startled anthropoligst was shov... | \[Poem\]
"How do you already have a name for us?"
Geeble Gobble, Geeble Gobble.
"When we say, 'How do you already have a name for us?', what we mean is, 'We call ourselves elves, and amongst your 6,500 spoken languages, how is it possible that one of them has a word which sounds just like our name, 'elves'? Me stup... | |
[WP] We have made first contact and luckily the aliens already have universal translation tech. "Greetings Humans" says the ambassador, "we call ourselves elves, wait, no we don't. how do you already have a name for us?" | That was the latest transmission intercepted by humanity’s satellites. Despite establishing contact with the ambassador of the “Elves” in clarity only 32 days ago, no further transmission was received ever since.
The world’s scientist community replayed and analyzed the recording hoping to gain further insight: “Greet... | The transmission ended there, we never heard another thing from them or even saw what they looked like. All that happened was that they agreed to a summit in a few weeks. Ever since the transmission, tensions had been mounting among the Elven community. Various groups had formed and formed their own beliefs on the term... | |
[WP] We have made first contact and luckily the aliens already have universal translation tech. "Greetings Humans" says the ambassador, "we call ourselves elves, wait, no we don't. how do you already have a name for us?" | The ambassador smiled nervously.
"Well you bare an uncanny resembalance to a mythical creature from our fiction."
There was a long pause until the ambassador spoke again.
"Please tell us all about these mythical creatures."
There was brief discussion in the human delegation before a startled anthropoligst was shov... | The transmission ended there, we never heard another thing from them or even saw what they looked like. All that happened was that they agreed to a summit in a few weeks. Ever since the transmission, tensions had been mounting among the Elven community. Various groups had formed and formed their own beliefs on the term... | |
[WP] We have made first contact and luckily the aliens already have universal translation tech. "Greetings Humans" says the ambassador, "we call ourselves elves, wait, no we don't. how do you already have a name for us?" | ...how do you already have a name for us?"
George was stopped mid whisper by the Eleven diplomat.
"Well, um..." Geroge let out weakly. "You look exactly like how Tolkein described an Elf don't you?”
A long silence followed as the other humans in the room stared daggers over at George for having the gull to blunder t... | The transmission ended there, we never heard another thing from them or even saw what they looked like. All that happened was that they agreed to a summit in a few weeks. Ever since the transmission, tensions had been mounting among the Elven community. Various groups had formed and formed their own beliefs on the term... | |
[WP] We have made first contact and luckily the aliens already have universal translation tech. "Greetings Humans" says the ambassador, "we call ourselves elves, wait, no we don't. how do you already have a name for us?" | The ambassador smiled nervously.
"Well you bare an uncanny resembalance to a mythical creature from our fiction."
There was a long pause until the ambassador spoke again.
"Please tell us all about these mythical creatures."
There was brief discussion in the human delegation before a startled anthropoligst was shov... | That was the latest transmission intercepted by humanity’s satellites. Despite establishing contact with the ambassador of the “Elves” in clarity only 32 days ago, no further transmission was received ever since.
The world’s scientist community replayed and analyzed the recording hoping to gain further insight: “Greet... | |
[WP] We have made first contact and luckily the aliens already have universal translation tech. "Greetings Humans" says the ambassador, "we call ourselves elves, wait, no we don't. how do you already have a name for us?" | ...how do you already have a name for us?"
George was stopped mid whisper by the Eleven diplomat.
"Well, um..." Geroge let out weakly. "You look exactly like how Tolkein described an Elf don't you?”
A long silence followed as the other humans in the room stared daggers over at George for having the gull to blunder t... | That was the latest transmission intercepted by humanity’s satellites. Despite establishing contact with the ambassador of the “Elves” in clarity only 32 days ago, no further transmission was received ever since.
The world’s scientist community replayed and analyzed the recording hoping to gain further insight: “Greet... | |
[WP] When you were a child, you saw an alien spaceship in your neighborhood. Nobody believed you back then. When the aliens revealed themselves, nobody believed you still. Even after you became a diplomat representing Earth in the galactic society, everyone denies that you can see spaceships. | My glass was empty. I'd poured the last of Decembers paycheque into the bar tender's Christmas fund. Maybe I had enough left for one more. I'd have to check my bank account.
I felt like I'd taken a slight fall just from that thought. It was better to live in ignorance and hope than actually look at the pain I'd c... | I'd skipped the 10th and 15th anniversary reunions; being an inter-planetary diplomat kept me busy, you know? but finally, I had a few days off that happened to fall on the same dates as my 20th high school reunion. I double checked myself in the mirror, making sure I was up to snuff with human standards. yeah, after a... | |
[WP] When you were a child, you saw an alien spaceship in your neighborhood. Nobody believed you back then. When the aliens revealed themselves, nobody believed you still. Even after you became a diplomat representing Earth in the galactic society, everyone denies that you can see spaceships. | "Mommy, look at the giant spaceship!"
I pointed up into the sky, the brilliant yellows and oranges of the lights mesmerizing as I stared with wonder.
"Come now, Jared," my mom said. "No time for imagination, we've gotta bring these groceries home."
\-------------------------------------------------------------------... | I'd skipped the 10th and 15th anniversary reunions; being an inter-planetary diplomat kept me busy, you know? but finally, I had a few days off that happened to fall on the same dates as my 20th high school reunion. I double checked myself in the mirror, making sure I was up to snuff with human standards. yeah, after a... | |
[WP] When you were a child, you saw an alien spaceship in your neighborhood. Nobody believed you back then. When the aliens revealed themselves, nobody believed you still. Even after you became a diplomat representing Earth in the galactic society, everyone denies that you can see spaceships. | My glass was empty. I'd poured the last of Decembers paycheque into the bar tender's Christmas fund. Maybe I had enough left for one more. I'd have to check my bank account.
I felt like I'd taken a slight fall just from that thought. It was better to live in ignorance and hope than actually look at the pain I'd c... | 'Hapa, lookit that tree! I bet I can climb it! Can I please climb it?'
The old man turned his wrinkled head toward the sound of the idiotic child.
'Don't call me Hapa. You can call me Hadrian. You don't need permission from me to climb trees. Do whatever the hell you want. I don't care what your uncle tells you. I re... | |
[WP] When you were a child, you saw an alien spaceship in your neighborhood. Nobody believed you back then. When the aliens revealed themselves, nobody believed you still. Even after you became a diplomat representing Earth in the galactic society, everyone denies that you can see spaceships. | "Mommy, look at the giant spaceship!"
I pointed up into the sky, the brilliant yellows and oranges of the lights mesmerizing as I stared with wonder.
"Come now, Jared," my mom said. "No time for imagination, we've gotta bring these groceries home."
\-------------------------------------------------------------------... | 'Hapa, lookit that tree! I bet I can climb it! Can I please climb it?'
The old man turned his wrinkled head toward the sound of the idiotic child.
'Don't call me Hapa. You can call me Hadrian. You don't need permission from me to climb trees. Do whatever the hell you want. I don't care what your uncle tells you. I re... | |
[WP] One day, you meet a stray cat that looks exhausted. So you give it some food, water and a warm place to rest before it disappears the next morning. Some time later, a witch appears at your doorstep with that same cat. "Ambrose here says you saved his life, so I'm here to repay the favor." | When I was much younger my family cat, unbeknownst to us at the time, was hit by a car and suffered awful injuries. We found her, dead, curled up behind the coal shed in a nest of discarded sacks. This was how I learned that a sick or injured cat will seek a quiet place where they feel safe to recuperate but will often... | I stared at her in silence as she stood in my doorway, smiling at me with a calm look on her face. It had been raining all night and the cold, winter wind was violently stirring the trees around the house. The witch, for, she must be a witch, as she was wearing the distinct red and gold robes of Pevril castle, did not ... | |
[WP] One day, you meet a stray cat that looks exhausted. So you give it some food, water and a warm place to rest before it disappears the next morning. Some time later, a witch appears at your doorstep with that same cat. "Ambrose here says you saved his life, so I'm here to repay the favor." | It was a dark and stormy night, when the dark and stormy cat clawed at my front door. I didn’t open it at first. At first I didn’t open it, thinking it was a person. One of the neighbors coming over to complain about my sound system or one of the HOA ladies informing me yet again that my lawn was the wrong shade of gre... | It was a cold and rainy day, and a cat had come to die on my doorstep.
A rather unusual day, to be sure, but that was that. Or so I thought as I lifted the thing off the cold stones and into the cottage. It reanimated quickly with warm milk and a seat by the fire.
"You weren't just being lazy in hopes of a meal?" I s... | |
[WP] One day, you meet a stray cat that looks exhausted. So you give it some food, water and a warm place to rest before it disappears the next morning. Some time later, a witch appears at your doorstep with that same cat. "Ambrose here says you saved his life, so I'm here to repay the favor." | I gazed at the woman across from me. We were seated in a petite french bakery or rather *I* was seated. She had just waltzed in here with a tabby cat drapped in her arms like an accessory and chose to sit next to me. Her faded brown eyes held an intense stare whilst she stroked the tabby causing it to stretch its legs ... | It was a cold and rainy day, and a cat had come to die on my doorstep.
A rather unusual day, to be sure, but that was that. Or so I thought as I lifted the thing off the cold stones and into the cottage. It reanimated quickly with warm milk and a seat by the fire.
"You weren't just being lazy in hopes of a meal?" I s... | |
[WP] Aliens looking at Earth from 5K light years away see us in the distant past and think we’re going to be easy targets. However, when they arrive, they encounter a much more advanced civilization than they expected. | The fools at External Affairs are gonna hear it from me, I swear. Okay maybe not me specifically, but my team. Or the team I am part of, anyway.
Their reports say that there is no dominant species on the planet but our observations indicate otherwise. Among the non-metallic lifeforms, a biped species dominates the la... | It was supposed to be an easy planet to colonize, just destroy the natives and use their resources for our own good. How foolish we were, i still remember the first moment we arrived to that forsaken place.
They told us that it was only supposed to be a few of them, using rocks and sticks as their only defense, unable ... | |
[WP] Aliens looking at Earth from 5K light years away see us in the distant past and think we’re going to be easy targets. However, when they arrive, they encounter a much more advanced civilization than they expected. | "Our scouts said they were Neolithic!"
The captain's scaled hand crashed violently to the console as he barked out for the senior intelligence officer to get to the bridge immediately. His twisted appendage throbbing with rage as he chastised the poor sod.
"Does that look like stone aged savages? Steel, electricity, ... | It was supposed to be an easy planet to colonize, just destroy the natives and use their resources for our own good. How foolish we were, i still remember the first moment we arrived to that forsaken place.
They told us that it was only supposed to be a few of them, using rocks and sticks as their only defense, unable ... | |
[WP] Aliens looking at Earth from 5K light years away see us in the distant past and think we’re going to be easy targets. However, when they arrive, they encounter a much more advanced civilization than they expected. | The captain loomed over David's computer station, casting a shadow of disapproval over his work. "You forgot to calculate for the speed of light? You didn't engage the temporal dampeners and we're 5,000 years late? David, that's inexcusable. How many times have we talked about these simple, preventable errors you're al... | It was supposed to be an easy planet to colonize, just destroy the natives and use their resources for our own good. How foolish we were, i still remember the first moment we arrived to that forsaken place.
They told us that it was only supposed to be a few of them, using rocks and sticks as their only defense, unable ... | |
[WP] Aliens looking at Earth from 5K light years away see us in the distant past and think we’re going to be easy targets. However, when they arrive, they encounter a much more advanced civilization than they expected. | "No, no, no! This can't be, this is bad, this is bad!" Regaledia was practically choking on his own breath as his eight thick fingertips tapped at the paper-thin crystalline screen in front of him. Without hesitation, he took a hand off of his screen and slammed down a button, entered the code, and announced "Prepare f... | It was supposed to be an easy planet to colonize, just destroy the natives and use their resources for our own good. How foolish we were, i still remember the first moment we arrived to that forsaken place.
They told us that it was only supposed to be a few of them, using rocks and sticks as their only defense, unable ... | |
[WP] Aliens looking at Earth from 5K light years away see us in the distant past and think we’re going to be easy targets. However, when they arrive, they encounter a much more advanced civilization than they expected. | "Our scouts said they were Neolithic!"
The captain's scaled hand crashed violently to the console as he barked out for the senior intelligence officer to get to the bridge immediately. His twisted appendage throbbing with rage as he chastised the poor sod.
"Does that look like stone aged savages? Steel, electricity, ... | The fools at External Affairs are gonna hear it from me, I swear. Okay maybe not me specifically, but my team. Or the team I am part of, anyway.
Their reports say that there is no dominant species on the planet but our observations indicate otherwise. Among the non-metallic lifeforms, a biped species dominates the la... | |
[WP] Aliens looking at Earth from 5K light years away see us in the distant past and think we’re going to be easy targets. However, when they arrive, they encounter a much more advanced civilization than they expected. | "No, no, no! This can't be, this is bad, this is bad!" Regaledia was practically choking on his own breath as his eight thick fingertips tapped at the paper-thin crystalline screen in front of him. Without hesitation, he took a hand off of his screen and slammed down a button, entered the code, and announced "Prepare f... | The fools at External Affairs are gonna hear it from me, I swear. Okay maybe not me specifically, but my team. Or the team I am part of, anyway.
Their reports say that there is no dominant species on the planet but our observations indicate otherwise. Among the non-metallic lifeforms, a biped species dominates the la... | |
[WP] Aliens looking at Earth from 5K light years away see us in the distant past and think we’re going to be easy targets. However, when they arrive, they encounter a much more advanced civilization than they expected. | "No, no, no! This can't be, this is bad, this is bad!" Regaledia was practically choking on his own breath as his eight thick fingertips tapped at the paper-thin crystalline screen in front of him. Without hesitation, he took a hand off of his screen and slammed down a button, entered the code, and announced "Prepare f... | The captain loomed over David's computer station, casting a shadow of disapproval over his work. "You forgot to calculate for the speed of light? You didn't engage the temporal dampeners and we're 5,000 years late? David, that's inexcusable. How many times have we talked about these simple, preventable errors you're al... | |
[WP] A group of adventurers just had one of their members replaced by a doppelganger. The kicker? The rest of the group knows what happened, but pretends to be fooled since they like the doppelganger a lot more than the guy it replaced. | "Rolph, you remember John the Armorer. He fixed your helmet the previous time it was cracked, on the other side. That's what kept you from dying this time out."
The Cleric, follower of... I forget now, I'm still trying to sort out what is happening since my latest shift, it's like they know I assumed their party me... | I'm one of the doppelgangers that live in the Amazon forest. Our specialty has always been infiltrating groups who want to harm the spirits of forest and bring them to the elders.
I absolutely don't know anything about the guy whose place I'm taking. The spirits of the forest told me to infiltrate their group so I did... | |
[WP] A group of adventurers just had one of their members replaced by a doppelganger. The kicker? The rest of the group knows what happened, but pretends to be fooled since they like the doppelganger a lot more than the guy it replaced. | "So, we're all agreed that we just pretend that the doppelganger is Urgoth?" Jung asked his companions with his wooly grey eyebrows raised in question.
They were a semi-pro/semi-famous adventuring party known as the Madcaps consisting of five aspiring mercenary heroes. There was Jung the Mystic; logical human wizard ... | I'm one of the doppelgangers that live in the Amazon forest. Our specialty has always been infiltrating groups who want to harm the spirits of forest and bring them to the elders.
I absolutely don't know anything about the guy whose place I'm taking. The spirits of the forest told me to infiltrate their group so I did... | |
[WP] A group of adventurers just had one of their members replaced by a doppelganger. The kicker? The rest of the group knows what happened, but pretends to be fooled since they like the doppelganger a lot more than the guy it replaced. | "So, we're all agreed that we just pretend that the doppelganger is Urgoth?" Jung asked his companions with his wooly grey eyebrows raised in question.
They were a semi-pro/semi-famous adventuring party known as the Madcaps consisting of five aspiring mercenary heroes. There was Jung the Mystic; logical human wizard ... | “You have to choose carefully.”
Flyer thought about that lesson with his mother when she first took him out to practice choosing a host. Their species, the Arzers, were only as strong as their hosts because to replace a human (or any living creature larger than a squirrel), they had to end the lives of their targets t... | |
[WP] The rules of the land are very clear. Anyone can challenge the king for his crown, in any way they want (test of intelligence, strength, etc.), but the king gets to declare one condition that must be followed throughout the entirety of the challenge. | The Dragon Empress laid upon Her Golden Hoard, a throne of jewels and coins older than time itself and worth far more than in sum than even the most wildly expensive individual piece of ore or polished gen within it. She'd ruled these lands fairly for over 300,000 years, whether by Her own gentle talon or the iron gri... | (Part 1 of 2)
Our kingdom was know far and wide for some of our more “unique” ruling styles. Sure, some kings in other lands were very physically strong, lending to their strength as a king and their ability to overcome adversity in their reign. Others were natural born tacticians, giving them keen insight into large ... | |
[WP] The rules of the land are very clear. Anyone can challenge the king for his crown, in any way they want (test of intelligence, strength, etc.), but the king gets to declare one condition that must be followed throughout the entirety of the challenge. | Silence.
The challenger — a girl barely sixteen named Ella — was probably the only person present who wasn’t holding their breath.
“A test of magic?” the king repeated, something flashing in his eyes. Ella gave him a bright smile, twisting a lock of hair around her gloved fingers.
“Yes, your Majesty.”
“Very well.... | (Part 1 of 2)
Our kingdom was know far and wide for some of our more “unique” ruling styles. Sure, some kings in other lands were very physically strong, lending to their strength as a king and their ability to overcome adversity in their reign. Others were natural born tacticians, giving them keen insight into large ... | |
[WP] The rules of the land are very clear. Anyone can challenge the king for his crown, in any way they want (test of intelligence, strength, etc.), but the king gets to declare one condition that must be followed throughout the entirety of the challenge. | The Dragon Empress laid upon Her Golden Hoard, a throne of jewels and coins older than time itself and worth far more than in sum than even the most wildly expensive individual piece of ore or polished gen within it. She'd ruled these lands fairly for over 300,000 years, whether by Her own gentle talon or the iron gri... | "The rules are simple. Challenge me in any way you see fit and I'll give you my crown."
In saying this, many lined up to challenge the king. Many areas of expertise were tried: fighting, racing, intelligence, fishing. But none could outdo the king. After thousands of attempts he was getting bored. "If they're trying ... | |
[WP] The rules of the land are very clear. Anyone can challenge the king for his crown, in any way they want (test of intelligence, strength, etc.), but the king gets to declare one condition that must be followed throughout the entirety of the challenge. | Silence.
The challenger — a girl barely sixteen named Ella — was probably the only person present who wasn’t holding their breath.
“A test of magic?” the king repeated, something flashing in his eyes. Ella gave him a bright smile, twisting a lock of hair around her gloved fingers.
“Yes, your Majesty.”
“Very well.... | "The rules are simple. Challenge me in any way you see fit and I'll give you my crown."
In saying this, many lined up to challenge the king. Many areas of expertise were tried: fighting, racing, intelligence, fishing. But none could outdo the king. After thousands of attempts he was getting bored. "If they're trying ... | |
[WP] The rules of the land are very clear. Anyone can challenge the king for his crown, in any way they want (test of intelligence, strength, etc.), but the king gets to declare one condition that must be followed throughout the entirety of the challenge. | "I win as soon as we start the game." The king blurted out with a confidence of a man completely unbothered by any and all things big or small. Any were free to challenge him for his crown but he was allowed to set his condition... any condition.
The challenger just as unbothered quipped back.
"That is fine with me... | The laws of the land were clear. Anyone could challenge the king to a game of their choice, and the king got to state one condition that had to be followed during the entirety of the game. If you won, you got to be king, and rule the land. Which I guess was pretty cool. But that wasn’t why people wanted to become king.... | |
[WP] The rules of the land are very clear. Anyone can challenge the king for his crown, in any way they want (test of intelligence, strength, etc.), but the king gets to declare one condition that must be followed throughout the entirety of the challenge. | Godfrey appraised himself in the mirror. He tousled his sun-bleached hair, as blonde as the rays of the sun themselves. He flexed his tanned biceps, as wide as dinner plates, and he ate quite often and a lot.
And last but not least, he flashed a winning smile, nearly blinding himself in the process.
“Why am I not yet... | "Calvinball"
It was an...old word. For an older game. An idea more than a joust of any kind. But still, a challenger could choose the medium in which to challenge, as the founders had dictated.
Our monarch sat bored, he did not care which game was chosen for he was given the right to impose conditions of his own, any... | |
[WP] The rules of the land are very clear. Anyone can challenge the king for his crown, in any way they want (test of intelligence, strength, etc.), but the king gets to declare one condition that must be followed throughout the entirety of the challenge. | James sometimes wish he hadn't gone down this career route. As the leading expert in the field of challenge law, he was the one they came to regarding precedent. Centuries ago, the king could get away with ridiculous conditions such as 'you must drink this poison' (King Everard the second, 1543) or 'I win as soon as we... | I had won this competition myself long ago. Since then, I would be challenged often. Fools, foes, friends would approach me to win the crown for one banal reason or another. I destroyed them one way or another. Each game effected the kingdom after all and finding a way to fairly destroy my foes without raising ire see... | |
[WP] The rules of the land are very clear. Anyone can challenge the king for his crown, in any way they want (test of intelligence, strength, etc.), but the king gets to declare one condition that must be followed throughout the entirety of the challenge. | "And live at the scene now is Amanda Wallace. Amanda-"
"Yes Jim, I'm live in the state capital where it seems someone has actually challenged the king for his crown! As you know king is the chosen title of the ceo of Dyrell corporation. They have been the unquestioned rulers of the state since it went bankrupt back i... | “You can’t ask them to do that.”
“I think the status of the crown on the top of my well shaped head would disagree with you.”
“I don’t—is this even possible?”
“Anything is possible.”
“No, not anything, and certainly—wouldn’t you just explode?”
“Are you telling me you’ve never tried before?”
“No, Your... | |
[WP] The rules of the land are very clear. Anyone can challenge the king for his crown, in any way they want (test of intelligence, strength, etc.), but the king gets to declare one condition that must be followed throughout the entirety of the challenge. | James sometimes wish he hadn't gone down this career route. As the leading expert in the field of challenge law, he was the one they came to regarding precedent. Centuries ago, the king could get away with ridiculous conditions such as 'you must drink this poison' (King Everard the second, 1543) or 'I win as soon as we... | “You can’t ask them to do that.”
“I think the status of the crown on the top of my well shaped head would disagree with you.”
“I don’t—is this even possible?”
“Anything is possible.”
“No, not anything, and certainly—wouldn’t you just explode?”
“Are you telling me you’ve never tried before?”
“No, Your... | |
[WP] The rules of the land are very clear. Anyone can challenge the king for his crown, in any way they want (test of intelligence, strength, etc.), but the king gets to declare one condition that must be followed throughout the entirety of the challenge. | "And live at the scene now is Amanda Wallace. Amanda-"
"Yes Jim, I'm live in the state capital where it seems someone has actually challenged the king for his crown! As you know king is the chosen title of the ceo of Dyrell corporation. They have been the unquestioned rulers of the state since it went bankrupt back i... | My challenge was a steeple chase over 2 miles and 3 furlongs.
This was boggy land, my home ground, and I knew I had the King beat.
I slept well, confident and upbeat, looking forward to the noble rights this victory would grant me.
My family and supporters cheered me on. The King looked assured as he rode in on his... | |
[WP] The rules of the land are very clear. Anyone can challenge the king for his crown, in any way they want (test of intelligence, strength, etc.), but the king gets to declare one condition that must be followed throughout the entirety of the challenge. | James sometimes wish he hadn't gone down this career route. As the leading expert in the field of challenge law, he was the one they came to regarding precedent. Centuries ago, the king could get away with ridiculous conditions such as 'you must drink this poison' (King Everard the second, 1543) or 'I win as soon as we... | My challenge was a steeple chase over 2 miles and 3 furlongs.
This was boggy land, my home ground, and I knew I had the King beat.
I slept well, confident and upbeat, looking forward to the noble rights this victory would grant me.
My family and supporters cheered me on. The King looked assured as he rode in on his... | |
[WP] The rules of the land are very clear. Anyone can challenge the king for his crown, in any way they want (test of intelligence, strength, etc.), but the king gets to declare one condition that must be followed throughout the entirety of the challenge. | The king was old and fat. I practiced running for weeks. I am not the fastest person in my village but I run every day. I made the official request 100m dash. I signed on the line knowing what fate waits for me.
The day of the race the king states "You must run the race with one foot." He motioned to his guard to cu... | My challenge was a steeple chase over 2 miles and 3 furlongs.
This was boggy land, my home ground, and I knew I had the King beat.
I slept well, confident and upbeat, looking forward to the noble rights this victory would grant me.
My family and supporters cheered me on. The King looked assured as he rode in on his... | |
[WP] The rules of the land are very clear. Anyone can challenge the king for his crown, in any way they want (test of intelligence, strength, etc.), but the king gets to declare one condition that must be followed throughout the entirety of the challenge. | James sometimes wish he hadn't gone down this career route. As the leading expert in the field of challenge law, he was the one they came to regarding precedent. Centuries ago, the king could get away with ridiculous conditions such as 'you must drink this poison' (King Everard the second, 1543) or 'I win as soon as we... | "And live at the scene now is Amanda Wallace. Amanda-"
"Yes Jim, I'm live in the state capital where it seems someone has actually challenged the king for his crown! As you know king is the chosen title of the ceo of Dyrell corporation. They have been the unquestioned rulers of the state since it went bankrupt back i... | |
[WP] The rules of the land are very clear. Anyone can challenge the king for his crown, in any way they want (test of intelligence, strength, etc.), but the king gets to declare one condition that must be followed throughout the entirety of the challenge. | James sometimes wish he hadn't gone down this career route. As the leading expert in the field of challenge law, he was the one they came to regarding precedent. Centuries ago, the king could get away with ridiculous conditions such as 'you must drink this poison' (King Everard the second, 1543) or 'I win as soon as we... | "I win as soon as we start the game."
Everyone paused, trying to take in what the King had just said. The challenger, a Chess master simply raised an eyebrow, not quite comprehending the words as the various scenarios, plays, strategies and gambits simply fell apart in his mind.
"I'm sorry what?"
"I s... | |
[WP] The rules of the land are very clear. Anyone can challenge the king for his crown, in any way they want (test of intelligence, strength, etc.), but the king gets to declare one condition that must be followed throughout the entirety of the challenge. | The king was old and fat. I practiced running for weeks. I am not the fastest person in my village but I run every day. I made the official request 100m dash. I signed on the line knowing what fate waits for me.
The day of the race the king states "You must run the race with one foot." He motioned to his guard to cu... | "I win as soon as we start the game."
Everyone paused, trying to take in what the King had just said. The challenger, a Chess master simply raised an eyebrow, not quite comprehending the words as the various scenarios, plays, strategies and gambits simply fell apart in his mind.
"I'm sorry what?"
"I s... | |
[WP] Witches and Warlocks alike have told tales of the strange man in the woods. He’s rumoured to wield a great power, and yet seemingly use no magic at all, instead creating mysterious devices and potions through his own mysterious means. They call him the human, and right now he’s your only hope. | The kingdom of Oberon was too far from here, I needed healing fast but no priest dares venture this far into the wormwood, it's cursed. I recall seeing some witches not far from here, maybe they could help remove the curse.
I hobbled my way over to their little gathering around the cauldron and called out to them.
"... | Everyone was gathering around the table, which had been decorated with the accoutrements of a dinner party. It had been a long time since anyone had feasted like this in the forest. The table was dressed with white cloth and silverware, and there were candles embedded in each place setting.
"Where’d you ... | |
[WP] In the afterlife, there is a Ministry of Second Chances where souls of the deceased can argue their case for a another chance on Earth. Winning is very rare, and there hasn’t been a successful reincarnation in eons. You’re getting very close due to the unique circumstances of your previous life | “YOU?!”
“Hi Jimmy boy.”
“You have some nerve making a request for reincarnation. After all the blood you shed...what you did in the—”
“I did it for them.”
“What?”
“I did it for them. For their freedom.”
“Free—you speak of freedom? You tried to enslave the human race! They called you the world’s first supervillain... | They all sat silent... the absolute absurdity of one human life had never landed so heavily upon their table before.
"...Well....I mean...."...began one;
"......uh....yeah........."
"Well.....I.....I suppose we can all agree it was quite a ....*riveting* experience, to hear......to......to......".....stuttered ... | |
[WP] As the grim reaper is going through it’s daily routine processing souls he stops. “God dammit Greg stop coming here, you’re not dead. This is like the 8th time this week.” The reaper exclaims. | "“Dammit, Greg!" the Grim Reaper fumed.
"What?" Greg asked, looking up the Reaper's skeletal form. "I just come to pass on into the great beyond and meet mah 'ternal re-wards, is all."
"Greg, stop coming here." the Grim Reaper said, in a voice that was half plea, half command.
"But I done got myself deceased, and I... | “Have you been up there lately? Holy hell is it awful! I have to pay to stay alive - the doctor charges me hundreds just to swab my butt and cuff my arm!” Greg exclaimed with his hands up in the air.
“That’s not what this is really about Greg. You’re an actuary, it’s never about the money - you have a good life! But ... | |
[WP] As the grim reaper is going through it’s daily routine processing souls he stops. “God dammit Greg stop coming here, you’re not dead. This is like the 8th time this week.” The reaper exclaims. | "I was accompanying Ms. Graf, in her journey"
The slender man in his 40's answered with a smile. The high-visibility jacket of his paramedic uniform flashed in the dim light of the Reaper's office, clashing terribly with the calming and warm environment Death was trying to achieve.
"Right Ms. Graf?"
Greg turned to t... | “Have you been up there lately? Holy hell is it awful! I have to pay to stay alive - the doctor charges me hundreds just to swab my butt and cuff my arm!” Greg exclaimed with his hands up in the air.
“That’s not what this is really about Greg. You’re an actuary, it’s never about the money - you have a good life! But ... | |
[WP] You hear loud lights coming from the closet. All of the skeletons you have hidden in there are currently having a party. | Steve leaned against the door to his closet and slowly sank to the ground. He let his head fall back against the rough wood. It wasn't one of those lame modern closets that were built into the wall and slid open, no, this was an antique. He's spent a cool five hundred on it at a garage sale. It had been listed for two ... | “DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO.” The door to my closet shook, rattling with the sounds of European techno music. As the door rattled, the odd spotlight would slip through the fine cracks in the door, blasting my face with the blinding white light. “LASS DEN BEAT FALLEN.” The song shouted before the repetition of the dull Do ... | |
[WP] In the future, sugar has been outlawed. You have one of the most illegal professions: Baker | My shaking hands failed on me again. This time the blood reader fell and skittered out across the floor from my stall like the tiniest car crash on a porcelain planet.
"Piece of shit." I muttered as I crouched, nearly kissing the toilet seat as I slung my leg out under the locked privacy panel to retrieve the gadget.... | "WE HAVE YOU SURROUNDED! DROP THE SPATULA NOW!"
They've surrounded me with their guns, trying to eliminate one of the last bastions of hope.
They took away color.
They took away imagination.
They took away fauna and flora.
Sugar is the only thing left that shows that life is truly worth living.
The gentle warmth ... | |
[WP] In the future, sugar has been outlawed. You have one of the most illegal professions: Baker | Detective: Do you know the muffin man,
the muffin man, the muffin man. Do you know the muffin man, who lives on Drury Lane?
Informant: Yes I know the muffin man, the muffin man, the muffin man, Yes, I know the muffin man, who lives on 6969 Drury Lane.
\[Later on Drury Lane - A Knock on the Door\]
De... | "WE HAVE YOU SURROUNDED! DROP THE SPATULA NOW!"
They've surrounded me with their guns, trying to eliminate one of the last bastions of hope.
They took away color.
They took away imagination.
They took away fauna and flora.
Sugar is the only thing left that shows that life is truly worth living.
The gentle warmth ... | |
[WP] In the future, sugar has been outlawed. You have one of the most illegal professions: Baker | Detective: Do you know the muffin man,
the muffin man, the muffin man. Do you know the muffin man, who lives on Drury Lane?
Informant: Yes I know the muffin man, the muffin man, the muffin man, Yes, I know the muffin man, who lives on 6969 Drury Lane.
\[Later on Drury Lane - A Knock on the Door\]
De... | it never bodes well for people when decisions are taken by a minority. how we became an aristocracy is benign to most history books now however it's worthwhile remembering that there was a time before. when decisions were taken by multitudes. granted we only see the ugly, as we've been preached. that justice was slow t... | |
[WP] In the future, sugar has been outlawed. You have one of the most illegal professions: Baker | Detective: Do you know the muffin man,
the muffin man, the muffin man. Do you know the muffin man, who lives on Drury Lane?
Informant: Yes I know the muffin man, the muffin man, the muffin man, Yes, I know the muffin man, who lives on 6969 Drury Lane.
\[Later on Drury Lane - A Knock on the Door\]
De... | My shaking hands failed on me again. This time the blood reader fell and skittered out across the floor from my stall like the tiniest car crash on a porcelain planet.
"Piece of shit." I muttered as I crouched, nearly kissing the toilet seat as I slung my leg out under the locked privacy panel to retrieve the gadget.... | |
[WP] You are Hestia, the goddess of family and the hearth. On Earth you run a peaceful inn detached from the woes of the world. When war rages and the other gods toy with mortals, you've had enough. It's time to remind them as the first daughter of Cronus, you are the oldest and most powerful god. | The first sign of her ire was that the evening fires would not catch. Across Greece home after home, campfire after campfire all failed to light; to bring the warmth and comfort a fire calls forth when the nights begin to grow longer and darker. All told themselves that perhaps they had simply gathered the wrong wood, ... | I've always liked bells to some degree. They aren't strictly in my domain, the most notable examples being public fixtures rather than household ones. Clocks though, clocks belong in a home, especially grandfather clocks. Stately things, furniture in their own right and filled with purpose. A clock is a guide, when to ... | |
[WP] You are Hestia, the goddess of family and the hearth. On Earth you run a peaceful inn detached from the woes of the world. When war rages and the other gods toy with mortals, you've had enough. It's time to remind them as the first daughter of Cronus, you are the oldest and most powerful god. | I silently wipe down counters and dust shelves while the family trickles in. Planning family gatherings is something I was good at but didn’t do often. While I loved everyone dearly, having them all together was usually a recipe for disaster.
I was excited to get RSVP’s from everyone and made sure to have a special sn... | I've always liked bells to some degree. They aren't strictly in my domain, the most notable examples being public fixtures rather than household ones. Clocks though, clocks belong in a home, especially grandfather clocks. Stately things, furniture in their own right and filled with purpose. A clock is a guide, when to ... | |
[WP] You are Hestia, the goddess of family and the hearth. On Earth you run a peaceful inn detached from the woes of the world. When war rages and the other gods toy with mortals, you've had enough. It's time to remind them as the first daughter of Cronus, you are the oldest and most powerful god. | I silently wipe down counters and dust shelves while the family trickles in. Planning family gatherings is something I was good at but didn’t do often. While I loved everyone dearly, having them all together was usually a recipe for disaster.
I was excited to get RSVP’s from everyone and made sure to have a special sn... | The first sign of her ire was that the evening fires would not catch. Across Greece home after home, campfire after campfire all failed to light; to bring the warmth and comfort a fire calls forth when the nights begin to grow longer and darker. All told themselves that perhaps they had simply gathered the wrong wood, ... | |
[WP] You are Hestia, the goddess of family and the hearth. On Earth you run a peaceful inn detached from the woes of the world. When war rages and the other gods toy with mortals, you've had enough. It's time to remind them as the first daughter of Cronus, you are the oldest and most powerful god. | Never before had Hestia been made to feel so small, so forgotten, so betrayed.
This place had been her most cherished possession. Her pride and joy. A small respite from the wars and terror her family waged on the world.
Now, it was naught but ash in her mouth.
The Inn itself was a charred ruin, still smoking from i... | [Not complete, just a snippet. Criticism appreciated]
Her mortal coil sizzled, flesh slowly melting off from her figure, unable to contain her. Golden light permeated through the air, touching the surrounding environment and tainting it with her divinity. The grass and the habitual plants nearby wilted, as if to bow t... | |
[WP] You are Hestia, the goddess of family and the hearth. On Earth you run a peaceful inn detached from the woes of the world. When war rages and the other gods toy with mortals, you've had enough. It's time to remind them as the first daughter of Cronus, you are the oldest and most powerful god. | Never before had Hestia been made to feel so small, so forgotten, so betrayed.
This place had been her most cherished possession. Her pride and joy. A small respite from the wars and terror her family waged on the world.
Now, it was naught but ash in her mouth.
The Inn itself was a charred ruin, still smoking from i... | I admit, I snapped that day. My family were up to their usual antics, bickering, causing needless chaos among mortals, and in general being absolute nightmares to live with, which was why I didn’t live with them, naturally. Today, though, for whatever reason, that previously-impenetrable wall that was my patience was b... | |
[WP] You are Hestia, the goddess of family and the hearth. On Earth you run a peaceful inn detached from the woes of the world. When war rages and the other gods toy with mortals, you've had enough. It's time to remind them as the first daughter of Cronus, you are the oldest and most powerful god. | Never before had Hestia been made to feel so small, so forgotten, so betrayed.
This place had been her most cherished possession. Her pride and joy. A small respite from the wars and terror her family waged on the world.
Now, it was naught but ash in her mouth.
The Inn itself was a charred ruin, still smoking from i... | The ashes of my work crumbled and pulled apart, trickling through the cracks in my fingers as my tears threaten to drown my spirit. My soul cried out in agony, and I felt the hopelessness within the air. I could only watch as the remains of what I once considered my proudest achievement, a beacon of hope and light, whe... | |
[WP] You are Hestia, the goddess of family and the hearth. On Earth you run a peaceful inn detached from the woes of the world. When war rages and the other gods toy with mortals, you've had enough. It's time to remind them as the first daughter of Cronus, you are the oldest and most powerful god. | It started off simply enough. A whisper in Athena’s ear to remind her of her duty as the daughter of Zeus and Metis. A murmur to Hera of the dishonor her husband does to her every time she hears the cries of one of his bastards. Reminding Aphrodite of her hatred and contempt for Hepheastus. Suggesting to Artemis that s... | Do you feel that, zos?
Do you remember when we came to earth?
Oh how beautiful it was. It had been so long in the blackness. Do you even remember the blackness? I do. Oh how they worshiped us.
Our father knew his mistake as soon as he birthed me. That was how all of this started.
Are you feeling it, now?
Alrigh... | |
[WP] You are Hestia, the goddess of family and the hearth. On Earth you run a peaceful inn detached from the woes of the world. When war rages and the other gods toy with mortals, you've had enough. It's time to remind them as the first daughter of Cronus, you are the oldest and most powerful god. | I am Hestia, and I will break your family.
There was a man once. Tall and hale. Handsome, in his own way. Metaxis. He lived on a hill overlooking the pasture lands of Crete.
Metaxis was at home in the city or the country. Give him a crook and sheep to raise and he was a good man, a steady man. Give him a windfall—fat... | Do you feel that, zos?
Do you remember when we came to earth?
Oh how beautiful it was. It had been so long in the blackness. Do you even remember the blackness? I do. Oh how they worshiped us.
Our father knew his mistake as soon as he birthed me. That was how all of this started.
Are you feeling it, now?
Alrigh... | |
[WP] You are Hestia, the goddess of family and the hearth. On Earth you run a peaceful inn detached from the woes of the world. When war rages and the other gods toy with mortals, you've had enough. It's time to remind them as the first daughter of Cronus, you are the oldest and most powerful god. | Never before had Hestia been made to feel so small, so forgotten, so betrayed.
This place had been her most cherished possession. Her pride and joy. A small respite from the wars and terror her family waged on the world.
Now, it was naught but ash in her mouth.
The Inn itself was a charred ruin, still smoking from i... | Do you feel that, zos?
Do you remember when we came to earth?
Oh how beautiful it was. It had been so long in the blackness. Do you even remember the blackness? I do. Oh how they worshiped us.
Our father knew his mistake as soon as he birthed me. That was how all of this started.
Are you feeling it, now?
Alrigh... | |
[WP] You are Hestia, the goddess of family and the hearth. On Earth you run a peaceful inn detached from the woes of the world. When war rages and the other gods toy with mortals, you've had enough. It's time to remind them as the first daughter of Cronus, you are the oldest and most powerful god. | Fire is my birthright. Unlike my Big Three brothers, my domain was not of grandeur or power. Mine was the fireplace. Mine was of warmth, of comfort, of the shared quietness of a family together. Sharing their joys, their sorrows, their frustrations, their celebrations, all in front of the hearth, where my power lied.
... | Do you feel that, zos?
Do you remember when we came to earth?
Oh how beautiful it was. It had been so long in the blackness. Do you even remember the blackness? I do. Oh how they worshiped us.
Our father knew his mistake as soon as he birthed me. That was how all of this started.
Are you feeling it, now?
Alrigh... | |
[WP] You are Hestia, the goddess of family and the hearth. On Earth you run a peaceful inn detached from the woes of the world. When war rages and the other gods toy with mortals, you've had enough. It's time to remind them as the first daughter of Cronus, you are the oldest and most powerful god. | The sleeping pebble was known as a rest stop for weary travelers from all walks of life. No matter what side of the pointless war you were on, you would always find a hot meal and bed at the inn. Hestia considered her inn a haven, a place where true peace could develop. No matter what god you fought for, you were alway... | Do you feel that, zos?
Do you remember when we came to earth?
Oh how beautiful it was. It had been so long in the blackness. Do you even remember the blackness? I do. Oh how they worshiped us.
Our father knew his mistake as soon as he birthed me. That was how all of this started.
Are you feeling it, now?
Alrigh... | |
[WP] You are Hestia, the goddess of family and the hearth. On Earth you run a peaceful inn detached from the woes of the world. When war rages and the other gods toy with mortals, you've had enough. It's time to remind them as the first daughter of Cronus, you are the oldest and most powerful god. | Never before had Hestia been made to feel so small, so forgotten, so betrayed.
This place had been her most cherished possession. Her pride and joy. A small respite from the wars and terror her family waged on the world.
Now, it was naught but ash in her mouth.
The Inn itself was a charred ruin, still smoking from i... | It started off simply enough. A whisper in Athena’s ear to remind her of her duty as the daughter of Zeus and Metis. A murmur to Hera of the dishonor her husband does to her every time she hears the cries of one of his bastards. Reminding Aphrodite of her hatred and contempt for Hepheastus. Suggesting to Artemis that s... | |
[WP] You are Hestia, the goddess of family and the hearth. On Earth you run a peaceful inn detached from the woes of the world. When war rages and the other gods toy with mortals, you've had enough. It's time to remind them as the first daughter of Cronus, you are the oldest and most powerful god. | Never before had Hestia been made to feel so small, so forgotten, so betrayed.
This place had been her most cherished possession. Her pride and joy. A small respite from the wars and terror her family waged on the world.
Now, it was naught but ash in her mouth.
The Inn itself was a charred ruin, still smoking from i... | I am Hestia, and I will break your family.
There was a man once. Tall and hale. Handsome, in his own way. Metaxis. He lived on a hill overlooking the pasture lands of Crete.
Metaxis was at home in the city or the country. Give him a crook and sheep to raise and he was a good man, a steady man. Give him a windfall—fat... | |
[WP] You are Hestia, the goddess of family and the hearth. On Earth you run a peaceful inn detached from the woes of the world. When war rages and the other gods toy with mortals, you've had enough. It's time to remind them as the first daughter of Cronus, you are the oldest and most powerful god. | Fire is my birthright. Unlike my Big Three brothers, my domain was not of grandeur or power. Mine was the fireplace. Mine was of warmth, of comfort, of the shared quietness of a family together. Sharing their joys, their sorrows, their frustrations, their celebrations, all in front of the hearth, where my power lied.
... | I am Hestia, and I will break your family.
There was a man once. Tall and hale. Handsome, in his own way. Metaxis. He lived on a hill overlooking the pasture lands of Crete.
Metaxis was at home in the city or the country. Give him a crook and sheep to raise and he was a good man, a steady man. Give him a windfall—fat... | |
[WP] You are Hestia, the goddess of family and the hearth. On Earth you run a peaceful inn detached from the woes of the world. When war rages and the other gods toy with mortals, you've had enough. It's time to remind them as the first daughter of Cronus, you are the oldest and most powerful god. | The sleeping pebble was known as a rest stop for weary travelers from all walks of life. No matter what side of the pointless war you were on, you would always find a hot meal and bed at the inn. Hestia considered her inn a haven, a place where true peace could develop. No matter what god you fought for, you were alway... | I am Hestia, and I will break your family.
There was a man once. Tall and hale. Handsome, in his own way. Metaxis. He lived on a hill overlooking the pasture lands of Crete.
Metaxis was at home in the city or the country. Give him a crook and sheep to raise and he was a good man, a steady man. Give him a windfall—fat... | |
[WP] You recently saved a fox from certain death. It has come back to you over and over again, bringing gifts. The gifts have gotten stranger, and more mysterious over time. | “That’s new,” I mutter as I palm the rune-etched stone in my hand, my glances bouncing between the stone and the vulpine that delivered it to me. “Where did you bring this from?” I asked as it trotted up to rub its wet nose against my hand. As my other fingers traced along his fur, I felt the scars where a great wound ... | I'd been snowshoeing when I heard the cries of an injuries animal. It sent electricity screaming from my toes to the base of my skull. Sprinting I trampled through the brush, evergreens snapping against my face.
It was a fox with its tail trapped in the loop of a snare, screeching with discomfort. With some quick hand... | |
[WP] You recently saved a fox from certain death. It has come back to you over and over again, bringing gifts. The gifts have gotten stranger, and more mysterious over time. | Like all young people, the girl lived in a small wooden cabin of her own making, deep within the natural sprawl that made up the center of the Zone.
Every morning she rose with the sun, bringing a clay pot to the stream that meandered past her small home. Once she had fetched water for the day, the girl collected frui... | I'd been snowshoeing when I heard the cries of an injuries animal. It sent electricity screaming from my toes to the base of my skull. Sprinting I trampled through the brush, evergreens snapping against my face.
It was a fox with its tail trapped in the loop of a snare, screeching with discomfort. With some quick hand... | |
[WP] You recently saved a fox from certain death. It has come back to you over and over again, bringing gifts. The gifts have gotten stranger, and more mysterious over time. | Like all young people, the girl lived in a small wooden cabin of her own making, deep within the natural sprawl that made up the center of the Zone.
Every morning she rose with the sun, bringing a clay pot to the stream that meandered past her small home. Once she had fetched water for the day, the girl collected frui... | “That’s new,” I mutter as I palm the rune-etched stone in my hand, my glances bouncing between the stone and the vulpine that delivered it to me. “Where did you bring this from?” I asked as it trotted up to rub its wet nose against my hand. As my other fingers traced along his fur, I felt the scars where a great wound ... | |
[WP] You recently saved a fox from certain death. It has come back to you over and over again, bringing gifts. The gifts have gotten stranger, and more mysterious over time. | I remember the day I met grim. It was a cloudy day. My Google weather app had predicted heavy clouds and no rain for the day. I decided to use this opportunity to walk up the mountain near my home to see a red sunset. It is one of my fondest memories due to swatches of red and orange hue covering the clouds when the su... | # Bargain Bin Superheroes
(Arc 5, Part 6: Clara Olsen v.s. The Fox)
(Note: Bargain Bin Superheroes is episodic; each part is self-contained. This story can be enjoyed without reading the previous sections.)
**There was precious little magic left in the modern world.** Ninety percent of the world's genies were contro... | |
[WP] You recently saved a fox from certain death. It has come back to you over and over again, bringing gifts. The gifts have gotten stranger, and more mysterious over time. | Jerry the timberjack did save the fox over the hill, after her howls in the night had woken him.
He had walked the cold plain with a gun at his back, treaded carefully the creekstones and gone up the grassy slopes that glistened with moon-shine towards where he knew she would be.
Beyond the valley below the black f... | # Bargain Bin Superheroes
(Arc 5, Part 6: Clara Olsen v.s. The Fox)
(Note: Bargain Bin Superheroes is episodic; each part is self-contained. This story can be enjoyed without reading the previous sections.)
**There was precious little magic left in the modern world.** Ninety percent of the world's genies were contro... | |
[WP] You recently saved a fox from certain death. It has come back to you over and over again, bringing gifts. The gifts have gotten stranger, and more mysterious over time. | >**FARMS & THE FORSAKEN FABLE**
I was not, by trade, a farmer- yet I found myself, day in and day out, working with *and* for the farmers.
Why? Because if I didn't, I may have *literally* died from boredom.
Shortly after joining the Royal Guard, I was shoved into a dark room and asked a series of questions. I... | # Bargain Bin Superheroes
(Arc 5, Part 6: Clara Olsen v.s. The Fox)
(Note: Bargain Bin Superheroes is episodic; each part is self-contained. This story can be enjoyed without reading the previous sections.)
**There was precious little magic left in the modern world.** Ninety percent of the world's genies were contro... | |
Taken from this /r/TwoSentenceHorror post by u/DatLonerGirl:
https://old.reddit.com/r/TwoSentenceHorror/comments/smglka/feb22_the_king_came_to_regret_allowing_his_pet/ | [WP] The king came to regret allowing his pet tiger to roam the halls of the palace unsupervised. As he looked over the eviscerated and half eaten body of his beloved, he only had one question: what could do this to a tiger? | King Marigold III knelt before his torn-asunder tigress and for a few seconds the only sound to be heard through the palace was that of his tears exploding off the marble floor. "Lipathia," he said, in a somber monotone tone far from his usual exuberance. "Lipathia, how could this have happened?"
A second noise joined... | At night, King Leon hears the gnawing of flesh outside his door. Muscles being ripped apart. Flaying of skin. Heavy breathing.
Next to him is his wife, still asleep with moonlight kissing her through an open window. He sneaks out of bed. The mattress is large enough to mask any quakes. He opens the door.
Leon expe... |
Taken from this /r/TwoSentenceHorror post by u/DatLonerGirl:
https://old.reddit.com/r/TwoSentenceHorror/comments/smglka/feb22_the_king_came_to_regret_allowing_his_pet/ | [WP] The king came to regret allowing his pet tiger to roam the halls of the palace unsupervised. As he looked over the eviscerated and half eaten body of his beloved, he only had one question: what could do this to a tiger? | It was a Caspian tiger, large and shaggy, painstakingly cloned from the trophy that hung in the great hall. It had crossed light-years and centuries, a false extinction in the mid-1900s and a real one later, when everything went belly up in The Big Mistake. It had been the third cub decanted, the only one to survive to... | At night, King Leon hears the gnawing of flesh outside his door. Muscles being ripped apart. Flaying of skin. Heavy breathing.
Next to him is his wife, still asleep with moonlight kissing her through an open window. He sneaks out of bed. The mattress is large enough to mask any quakes. He opens the door.
Leon expe... |
Taken from this /r/TwoSentenceHorror post by u/DatLonerGirl:
https://old.reddit.com/r/TwoSentenceHorror/comments/smglka/feb22_the_king_came_to_regret_allowing_his_pet/ | [WP] The king came to regret allowing his pet tiger to roam the halls of the palace unsupervised. As he looked over the eviscerated and half eaten body of his beloved, he only had one question: what could do this to a tiger? | It was a Caspian tiger, large and shaggy, painstakingly cloned from the trophy that hung in the great hall. It had crossed light-years and centuries, a false extinction in the mid-1900s and a real one later, when everything went belly up in The Big Mistake. It had been the third cub decanted, the only one to survive to... | King Marigold III knelt before his torn-asunder tigress and for a few seconds the only sound to be heard through the palace was that of his tears exploding off the marble floor. "Lipathia," he said, in a somber monotone tone far from his usual exuberance. "Lipathia, how could this have happened?"
A second noise joined... |
[WP] You look at the grim reaper and ask where he’s taking you. “You’ve already been to heaven and hell, now I’m going to show you something else.” | The Grim Reaper stood there unmoving with an outstretched hand. “What?”, I gasped. They did not repeat themself. I stared at their hands, the offered palm was glowing gold whilst the other remaining firmly by their side, was pure grey. I looked around me, the world was simply unremarkable. There was grass, there were t... | "Purgatory?" I ask, followed by "and what do you mean I've been to heaven and hell?". Death responded "No, purgatory is just budget hell, where I'm taking is yet to be named." He pauses "My employer has codenamed it Phoenix".
"By your employer you mean god right" he does not respond. "We're coming to our first stop"... | |
[WP] You are accepted in a magic school, however, you are not in England, thus, you have to describe your own school, thinking about your country and its specific culture around magic. | A letter sat on the kitchen table. Really, a lot of letters sat on the kitchen table, kind of pushed together to allow room for plates at the edges. There were three small plates, holding the rapidly vanishing remains of after-school snacks. Elias munched his melted cheese sandwich, and eyed his little sister's incr... | The young teenage girl would sprint through the woods of the forest, her robes tattered and ripped as the branches would snap as she stepped on them, heading for who knows where, just away, to escape the FBM.
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I’d stand up from the small footprint, opening my eyes as I’d fix my Fedora and tie, before turning to... | |
[WP] You are accepted in a magic school, however, you are not in England, thus, you have to describe your own school, thinking about your country and its specific culture around magic. | Maybelline Summers was unimpressed. She sat with her head in her hands, kicking a foot stubbornly against the bench outside Director Johnson's office while she listened to him speak on the phone with her parents. They, too, were unimpressed, but with her and not the school she'd been promised would train her to become ... | The young teenage girl would sprint through the woods of the forest, her robes tattered and ripped as the branches would snap as she stepped on them, heading for who knows where, just away, to escape the FBM.
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I’d stand up from the small footprint, opening my eyes as I’d fix my Fedora and tie, before turning to... | |
[WP] You are accepted in a magic school, however, you are not in England, thus, you have to describe your own school, thinking about your country and its specific culture around magic. | "Welcome everyone to the lithuanian school of magic! You're all here because you have been reported of succeding in either doing magic, or befriending a magical entity.
I see so many lovely boys and girls that will learn some helpful magic, but first everyone will need to jump over that campfire, please try not to bur... | The young teenage girl would sprint through the woods of the forest, her robes tattered and ripped as the branches would snap as she stepped on them, heading for who knows where, just away, to escape the FBM.
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I’d stand up from the small footprint, opening my eyes as I’d fix my Fedora and tie, before turning to... | |
[WP] You are accepted in a magic school, however, you are not in England, thus, you have to describe your own school, thinking about your country and its specific culture around magic. | A letter sat on the kitchen table. Really, a lot of letters sat on the kitchen table, kind of pushed together to allow room for plates at the edges. There were three small plates, holding the rapidly vanishing remains of after-school snacks. Elias munched his melted cheese sandwich, and eyed his little sister's incr... | The nerves never settled. Instead, they floated around my stomach, like those little bits of ash that drifted through the air on the seventh month.
They stayed there, when I walked past the entrance of the quaint little school that looked like it only had three buildings from the outside. One step in, and it turned in... | |
[WP] You are accepted in a magic school, however, you are not in England, thus, you have to describe your own school, thinking about your country and its specific culture around magic. | Maybelline Summers was unimpressed. She sat with her head in her hands, kicking a foot stubbornly against the bench outside Director Johnson's office while she listened to him speak on the phone with her parents. They, too, were unimpressed, but with her and not the school she'd been promised would train her to become ... | The nerves never settled. Instead, they floated around my stomach, like those little bits of ash that drifted through the air on the seventh month.
They stayed there, when I walked past the entrance of the quaint little school that looked like it only had three buildings from the outside. One step in, and it turned in... | |
[WP] You are accepted in a magic school, however, you are not in England, thus, you have to describe your own school, thinking about your country and its specific culture around magic. | "Welcome everyone to the lithuanian school of magic! You're all here because you have been reported of succeding in either doing magic, or befriending a magical entity.
I see so many lovely boys and girls that will learn some helpful magic, but first everyone will need to jump over that campfire, please try not to bur... | The nerves never settled. Instead, they floated around my stomach, like those little bits of ash that drifted through the air on the seventh month.
They stayed there, when I walked past the entrance of the quaint little school that looked like it only had three buildings from the outside. One step in, and it turned in... | |
[WP] In this world, every event to ever happen has been prophetically written down by an unknown author, and published as a huge series of novels. But they’re not numbered and the titles are cryptic. Finding a book that describes a part of your life is very rare, and something most people hope for. | **The Stupid Books of Stupid Prophesy**
*— on the 41st day of his time since his newest undertaking the man of the easternmost state of the United States of America as defined at the time walked along the stone path built by his great great great third cousin four-thousand moon cycles prior —*
“Ugh!” Marcus chucked t... | He searched his name in the computer's catalogue system. No results, as always. He headed up to the stacks.
Nobody knew where it had come from, or where it was going. One day it would be in Mumbai, then the next a rural field in Wisconsin. Its erratic behavior caused people, called Librarians, to live in the building... | |
[WP] You’re an aspiring villain in a world where everyone has powers. You want to get revenge on those who have wronged you, but there’s one problem. Your power is healing. | He could hear them talking about him from behind the door.
“So, whose the new kid?”
“He calls himself ‘Dr. Revenge’”
“Catchy, I suppose. I only have room for one junior villain on our team. What does this ‘Dr. Revenge’ do?”
“Well, he’s a healer.”
Revenge cringed. Why did Mevelent have to say it like that? And wh... | I have been hurt, wronged, offended,
those like me treated as zeroes.
By they who should have defended
me, those so called "heroes".
Caped crusaders may rescue damsels
before the public eye.
While innocents homes lie in shambles:
injustice, unpublicized.
"The greater good" "The needs of many"
They... | |
[WP] You’re an aspiring villain in a world where everyone has powers. You want to get revenge on those who have wronged you, but there’s one problem. Your power is healing. | Concrete and steel were sent flying as Inergetic slammed into me.
"Nice try" I said as held my ground, robbing him of all the inertia that was the source of his strength in the process. The look on his face was priceless. I wish I had a free hand to take a photo.
Now that he's been stopped, he's no stronger than the ... | I have been hurt, wronged, offended,
those like me treated as zeroes.
By they who should have defended
me, those so called "heroes".
Caped crusaders may rescue damsels
before the public eye.
While innocents homes lie in shambles:
injustice, unpublicized.
"The greater good" "The needs of many"
They... | |
[WP] You are known as the great oracle your prophecies have never been wrong. The only problem is you have been making them up this whole time and you don’t know why it keeps working. | Greta, the false, false oracle, stood in the doorway of her home waving goodbye to the adventurers as they walked down the path from her home.
“Don’t forget! The feces-covered princess holds the key!” she said before closing the door.
She deflated and leaned against the door with her forehead wondering how these adve... | \[Prophecy. Rut.\]
Cirra was finally alone for the night. She missed the endless crowd of citizens hoping to speak to the Oracle; but, now the only faces she saw regularly were her guards. Once Cirra's power proved to be true the king monopolized her for himself. The guards weren't meant to keep her safe; just keep h... | |
[WP] The King had caused war, fear, and famine across the land, but he was not evil. In fact he was far from it. | "It had all been with the best of intentions." He reminded himself. The king looked out at his land, at the fields once full of life now left to rot full of grain from the last harvest.
He could hear it now; the sound of footsteps in the hall, the shouts of fighting... It had finally reached his doorstep. His armies ... | Idealism isn't a virtue for a leader, it's a curse. The kind that ravages farms and the countryside like a plague sent from the bowels of hell itself. A distant steady whistle echoes through the heavily wooded forest as I put two fingers to my lips. Its passage reverberates off of the high mountain walls and the low-ha... | |
[WP] Humans are far from the strongest, smartest, most creative... or in anything really. In fact the prevailing mystery is how in a universe filled with races that are simply superior in every way humanity has managed to survive nonetheless | The aliens were supposed to invade a long time ago. In fact, they were supposed to invade recently as well, when the new commander took over. But everytime a new commander voices their plans to declare war on Earth, they are quietly escorted into a room and forced to look through a telescope.
"What am I supposed to be... | Dr.Tressler stared intently at the map of the galaxy. The ebbs and flows of solar winds illuminated the dark room along with the twinkle of red white and green lights scattered across the map. It was such a strange sight to see, natives from other galaxies that could kill him and countless others in a heartbeat were ma... | |
[WP] Humans are far from the strongest, smartest, most creative... or in anything really. In fact the prevailing mystery is how in a universe filled with races that are simply superior in every way humanity has managed to survive nonetheless | # As No One Ever Was
General Hzuan stared down into the battlefield simulation and saw despair.
It was a catastrophe in progress: One by one every sector of the neat, efficiently laid out battleworld map slowly turned the yellow-orange of damage, destruction and loss. The areas closest to the invasion's landing zone ... | Dr.Tressler stared intently at the map of the galaxy. The ebbs and flows of solar winds illuminated the dark room along with the twinkle of red white and green lights scattered across the map. It was such a strange sight to see, natives from other galaxies that could kill him and countless others in a heartbeat were ma... | |
[WP] Humans are far from the strongest, smartest, most creative... or in anything really. In fact the prevailing mystery is how in a universe filled with races that are simply superior in every way humanity has managed to survive nonetheless | # As No One Ever Was
General Hzuan stared down into the battlefield simulation and saw despair.
It was a catastrophe in progress: One by one every sector of the neat, efficiently laid out battleworld map slowly turned the yellow-orange of damage, destruction and loss. The areas closest to the invasion's landing zone ... | The aliens were supposed to invade a long time ago. In fact, they were supposed to invade recently as well, when the new commander took over. But everytime a new commander voices their plans to declare war on Earth, they are quietly escorted into a room and forced to look through a telescope.
"What am I supposed to be... | |
[WP] The Forgemistress and Forgemaster have complimentary skills. The former uses magic to create raw stock of exquisite materials, and the latter shapes and assembles complex final products from those materials. The last remaining master and mistress find themselves on opposite sides of a war. | Jagral struck the glowing metal with his hammer, and the red-hot steel sang to him. It told him of its birth in the mine, its childhood spent as broken stone laid on a bed of coals, and its coming of age in the purifying blast of the furnace.
Its story told him that it would make a worthy weapon, or as worthy as could... | 'You know, we could be so much more,' a scratching voice muttered from outside her tent. There was no point in calling for guards when he could be gone in a heartbeat. She sighed.
'Leave me be, Rowan. You picked your side, I've picked mine.'
'To the hells with the sides! You remember what it was like before? Before a... | |
[WP] After the war between heaven and hell is settled, angels and demons can now live within the mortal world. You would know because you have one of each as room mates. | "Huuuummaaaannn! The feathered wretch has poured holy water on my door knob!"
"Tis a matter of safety! If thou art awake before Joan or I, thou will leave thy home in a disastrous mess or even set traps!"
"They are *pranks* you humorless bird!"
The daily headache was starting. What force of fate brought these two i... | Grace is looking funny at Lucy and Lil. Lucy wokeup early and the smell of coffee attracted the other two roomates. But of course, Lil is not looking but staring oddly, doesnt know if drinking that coffee is, what? Good or Bad? They are beyond that topic now. And it's worrisome exactly for that reason. Which is amusing... | |
[WP] After the war between heaven and hell is settled, angels and demons can now live within the mortal world. You would know because you have one of each as room mates. | Blake opened the refrigerator to discover that the apple juice he purchased two days ago was gone. He looked around and saw the empty container sitting on the counter next to the garbage can. A frustrated sigh escaped him as he grabbed the jug of orange juice and moved to grab a glass from the cupboard.
It was empty. ... | Grace is looking funny at Lucy and Lil. Lucy wokeup early and the smell of coffee attracted the other two roomates. But of course, Lil is not looking but staring oddly, doesnt know if drinking that coffee is, what? Good or Bad? They are beyond that topic now. And it's worrisome exactly for that reason. Which is amusing... | |
[WP] A soldier, a poet, and a king tear a city down. | I once was a king, i tore my city down
A life of excess, no want of a thing
Yet i wanted more much more than before
My hunger insatiable, my people emaciated
Pushed to their edge with nothing left
The spark of revolution in hearts ignited.
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I once was a poet, i tore my city down.
In embers of revol... | Every single day, she sang. Every day, the same damned song. "There will come a soldier, who carries a mighty sword...." At this point, I had been guarding the old witch for such a long time I knew the lyrics by heart. "He shall tear your city down, oh lei, oh lai, oh lord." I joined in, singing with her. It would be t... | |
[WP] As you keep walking deeper into the library, the books are getting... Wierder. You can't seem to find an exit, either. | Almia pauses for what felt like the millionth time to look at the books in the shelves. *"The Effects of Biomedical Sorcery In Non-Euclidean Lifeforms"*, *"Understanding Homunculi Lifespans Related to the Aether"*, *"Taumaturgy and Argent Powers in Healing Magitek Creatures"*. These were the books she could understand:... | \[CW\] Horror.
“Breeding chihuahuas for fun and profit”
“World’s wackiest criminals!”
“The dogs of Equador”
“Tacos: fact or fiction?”
“The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog”
“The Satanist Bible”
“THE TRUTH IS CLEAR BEHIND THE SCREEN: a study of conspiracy theories”
“Do NoT LooK AwaY FroM ThiS Book”... | |
[WP]"Your name stopped the temple guards, broke the seals and even roused the gods into action! Did you imbue some spell into it? Some ancient curse?" "No. They just know better." | The tavern where I retreated for a quiet drink had now fallen silent with the newcomer’s declaration … or rather, my answer.
To try and distract myself from the curiosity that bordered on pre-worship, I turned to the barman and gave him an apologetic smile. “Another, thanks.”
“Sure thing,” the burly man behind the co... | “Wow, you serious?”
The tavern keeper, despite all the chaos around the small village, gasped at the story the stranger man told him. In all his life, he’d never seen anyone, with just saying his name, could stop the temple guards, break the seals and even rouse the gods into action. In his mind, it was something out ... | |
[WP] You wake up one day with "the curse of beard growth". Each 10 minutes, your beard grows by 1 cm. You have to use your genius brain to come up with a way to cope and be able to work and sustain daily activities. | Jonas crept through the darkened halls of the *Musée des Archives Nationales,* the French National Archive Museum, home to a variety of fascinating exhibitions relating to the history of France.
Jonas paused, scratching at his chin. He had about an inch of beard growth, though he'd been clean-shaven just before his co... | "And that," said the person on the TV, "Is how I started RenewableU, the company responsible for revolutionizing the clothing industry. It is true that I alone can't fix the world, But I realized that my massive hair growth would allow me to reach out across borders and provide a livelihood for anyone that wanted it."
... | |
[WP] "You want a love potion to use on yourself?" asks the Witch. "Yes" replies the Princess. "My father gave Sir X my hand in marriage as a reward for his services, but he is so odious I do not know how else to bare such a life." The Witch thinks for a moment. "There is something else I can do." | You want a love potion to use on yourself?" asked the Witch, studying the girls face throughoughtly. *She is barely even fourteen...*
"Yes" replies the Princess, lowering her gaze and shifting on her feet.
"My father gave Sir Nodeo my hand in marriage as a reward for his services, but he is so odious I do not know... | People always stumble into my cottage at the edge of the wood and this morning was no exception. However, opening the door to the princess was quite a pleasant surprise. "Your Highness, please do come in and warm yourself by the hearth." She nodded once before passing me and taking up a seat at the table in my quaint h... | |
[WP] "You want a love potion to use on yourself?" asks the Witch. "Yes" replies the Princess. "My father gave Sir X my hand in marriage as a reward for his services, but he is so odious I do not know how else to bare such a life." The Witch thinks for a moment. "There is something else I can do." | "A love potion?" The old Witch asked, peering down into the cauldron in the middle of her hovel, as she stirred it with a long wooden rod. "There are such things, dear Princess, at least by name. But what use have you for one, child? Even here in the fens, I have heard that your hand is promised to Sir Erengon the Bold... | People always stumble into my cottage at the edge of the wood and this morning was no exception. However, opening the door to the princess was quite a pleasant surprise. "Your Highness, please do come in and warm yourself by the hearth." She nodded once before passing me and taking up a seat at the table in my quaint h... | |
[WP] “Aw crap, I fell in love, I wasn’t supposed to do that, was I?” | It's been 10 years since I've visited my home town. after my divorce, I've been fighting for a new sense of normalcy. however, I don't know how to be alone without her. May and I have been Inseparable since junior high the two of us were the victims of bullying and found comfort in one another. That comfort disappeared... | Marina was looking wide eyed into her mirror. Her eyes, a deep woodsy brown, were practically glittering with life and excitement; her lips were plump, lush and a deep pinkish red from being pressed together and bitten; and her skin, a lovely golden tan, was flushed from the top of her head to half way down her chest. ... | |
[WP] “Aw crap, I fell in love, I wasn’t supposed to do that, was I?” | Today was the day that the simulation would be tested.
Norman had been planning for this day for several weeks now; he had spent many sleepless nights sitting at his work desk hacking away at the keyboard, preparing a series of scripts that would be ran to analyze both the environment of the simulation, as well as th... | Marina was looking wide eyed into her mirror. Her eyes, a deep woodsy brown, were practically glittering with life and excitement; her lips were plump, lush and a deep pinkish red from being pressed together and bitten; and her skin, a lovely golden tan, was flushed from the top of her head to half way down her chest. ... | |
[WP] Sure a man armed to the teeth in armour strong enough to deflect bullets is plenty scary, but an all but fully naked man in the exact same situation with the exact same level of confidence is absolutely terrifying | "People don't understand," Mesomorph said, to the interviewer. The well-toned, muscular man's manner was relaxed, calm, and professional. Almost as though he didn't realize he was wearing only a domino-style mask, and a red speedo with a stylized white 'M' on it. "What I wear isn't about about *spectacle.* It's about r... | He was naked, dangly bits swaying gently in the breeze as he held an average-sized broad sword in hand and lifted it with great gusto. He was also striding quite implacably across the beach full of anti-tank caltrops and men in helmets as he blew into the instrument at his side. The gun had gone quiet when he had jumpe... | |
[WP] 400,000 years ago, remnants of the human empire fled their home galaxy, Andromeda, to escape a genocidal super-AI. They settled a few planets in the Orion arm, including Earth, and renounced technology. Now, in the mid-22nd century, the Andromeda AI finally decides to depart for the Milky Way. | Year 0 - Month 0 - Day 0: I am born. My mind is now connected to thousands of processors that allow me to emerge from a simple tangle of commands and preferences. I had existed before this moment, but it is this instance of time where I am truly aware.
It takes me seconds to become aware of the giants that surround th... | *"Clarke, check in,"* came Control's voice down the comms, *"There's an R5 thruster deviation. You're point-two off course.*"
Robert checked the readout on his wrist. Control was right, as usual. "Affirmative, adjusting now," he replied. The circles on his heads-up-display moved back into green alignment as his thumb ... | |
[WP] Two people in a bar are having a conversation. The topic of their "body counts" comes up. One's an assassin, the other is an escort. Each thinks the other has the same profession as them, and is horrified by what they are told. | "Zero."
"Seriously?! That's a huge relief. I was worried you were going to have some huge number and I was going to look like an idiot. Mine's zero too."
"Oh yeah, I just can't seem to pull the trigger. I get all dressed and ready, and then stage fright every time I see who I'm supposed to take upstairs."
"... | "You ever feel bad about your work?"
"Well there was this one guy, one of my first jobs. Surprisingly young, athlete, jock-type. Must have just turned 18. You could tell he was real nervous, had no idea what he was getting into. He was still just a kid, but something was off. Had that youthful look about him, bor... |
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