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[WP] after losing their home, a young necromancer resurrects a paladin of the same church that destroyed their village. Now forced to protect the child, the paladin must confront their own holy order. | Konar had only ever raised beasts.
It was forbidden by the village elders to raise a human from the dead. Profane. But there were no more elders. There was no village. And, no one ever figured out how to raise a human.
But grief can make people do incredible, miraculous things. Profane things. Though to Konar, the pa... | Put to the "holy" sword, cleansed in the holy fire.
It would be laughable how these idiots follow their false doctrine to slay anyone in the path of the citadel.
If they didn't just massacre my whole town...
These braindead brainwashed musclepuppets, trained to be glorious swordsmen and put anyone to the sword who... | |
[WP] after losing their home, a young necromancer resurrects a paladin of the same church that destroyed their village. Now forced to protect the child, the paladin must confront their own holy order. | Verrick stood across from the wight, sword glimmering with numinous golden light that appeared to spill out from the deep fuller down the centre of the consecrated blade. He was panting heavily, though not from exhaustion, as he had only moments ago dismounted from his caparisoned charger, shocked into silence by the c... | The youthful, pale mage faced off with the hulking, bearded holy man. One in peasant garb, the other bedecked in engraved armor, holding a mace. The priest spoke, "You are the one we've been hunting, boy. The Black-Touched Soul."
The necromancer snarled, "I wasn't hurtin' anyone. You came and burned out villages. Kill... | |
[WP] after losing their home, a young necromancer resurrects a paladin of the same church that destroyed their village. Now forced to protect the child, the paladin must confront their own holy order. | Konar had only ever raised beasts.
It was forbidden by the village elders to raise a human from the dead. Profane. But there were no more elders. There was no village. And, no one ever figured out how to raise a human.
But grief can make people do incredible, miraculous things. Profane things. Though to Konar, the pa... | The youthful, pale mage faced off with the hulking, bearded holy man. One in peasant garb, the other bedecked in engraved armor, holding a mace. The priest spoke, "You are the one we've been hunting, boy. The Black-Touched Soul."
The necromancer snarled, "I wasn't hurtin' anyone. You came and burned out villages. Kill... | |
[WP] after losing their home, a young necromancer resurrects a paladin of the same church that destroyed their village. Now forced to protect the child, the paladin must confront their own holy order. | Konar had only ever raised beasts.
It was forbidden by the village elders to raise a human from the dead. Profane. But there were no more elders. There was no village. And, no one ever figured out how to raise a human.
But grief can make people do incredible, miraculous things. Profane things. Though to Konar, the pa... | "...You are so small, little Rand," the lumbering undead whispered, barely touching the young man's head. He may have, at one time, sought to ruffle the youth's hair, but his nervousness made him reluctant to touch, to feel the smallness of the child before him.
Rand of Grey Haunt was no older than seven Summers, and ... | |
[WP] after losing their home, a young necromancer resurrects a paladin of the same church that destroyed their village. Now forced to protect the child, the paladin must confront their own holy order. | Konar had only ever raised beasts.
It was forbidden by the village elders to raise a human from the dead. Profane. But there were no more elders. There was no village. And, no one ever figured out how to raise a human.
But grief can make people do incredible, miraculous things. Profane things. Though to Konar, the pa... | The two figures on the wooded path could not be more different - one, a young girl of uncertain age, her brown hair matted with sweat as the days had gone by with corpse-filled rivers from the battlefield drifting down the course; the other, a Knight of Gloria, sworn to hunt down undead; the red-gold symbol of the king... | |
[WP] after losing their home, a young necromancer resurrects a paladin of the same church that destroyed their village. Now forced to protect the child, the paladin must confront their own holy order. | It had been weeks since the moment that Frederick’s life had changed irreversibly. Weeks since he had felt the light of Solaris. Weeks since he discovered that his life was no longer life. Frederick, the one mighty Paladin of the order of the Breaking Dawn, had been reduced to nothing more than a filthy undead creat... | "Maybe this one? The warning list is shorter than the others." Spoke a young girl dressed in tattered and mudstained robes as she worked her way through a spell to raise a guardian.
In front of her lay the crumpled form of a crusader, his helmet crushed in by the falling beams of the house they both were inside of.
T... | |
[WP] With permission from God and Satan, a saint and a sinner swap places. After a week, the sinner is begging to come back to Hell and the saint refuses to leave. | "I'm sorry, Samael. Truly. But I'm afraid I can't do that.”
The croon of Agacia’s voice is reminiscent of mulberry silk on a virgin’s soft body. Samael wants to grasp at her throat and brutally tear it from the rest of her flesh, but instead, he resigns himself to a stance on his knees and a weak, strangled plea.
“Pl... | I couldn't help but laugh at the request forwarded to me. As a demon, I normally dealt with the requests of sinners, and I supposed this was technically still that.
The angel sent to deliver it probably mistook my amusement for sadism- enjoyment at their charge's apparent suffering in heaven- and it was, to an extent.... | |
[WP] Five years ago, unbeknownst to humanity, aliens invaded earth. thinking to establish themselves before we could move against them, they first went deep under the ocean. one week ago, a message from the aliens, broadcast in every world government, begged us for sanctuary. | "Sanctuary. Please."
It was two words, but they struck fear into the hearts of people everywhere. Just two weeks ago, we had been living in ignorance. The oceans were a place of wonder, delight, of beauty. Sure, we knew there could be strange things living in the depths, but those were oddities. To be laughed at, or m... | "Please, we mean you no harm!" The ambassador for the aliens pleaded. There was desperation in his voice as he begged the humans for a place on the surface
"Sorry, we can't help you with that." the U.S President's representative answered. He felt horrible for saying that but it was a harsh truth that there was nothi... | |
[WP] In an effort to hide a town, the government built a dam nearby and flooded it. But now with the falling water levels, people are starting to see what was being hidden. The government isn't happy. | On the last week of the hottest June in Klamath County records, Clem Grissom clipped the federal fence. It was public land, he reasoned, and he was a tax-paying member of the public, wasn’t he? If there was any water upstream on the federal land, it wouldn’t hurt anybody for his cows to have a slurp or three.
Like go... | “Winapeck, Maine, what a fucking dump,” said Agent Morrison.
“Yeah, but it’s our fucking dump,” said Agent Sacks.
“Are we too late?”
“I don’t know.”
Moist was the best word to describe it all. The air was thick, and it stunk. A town purposely lost to time, uncovered by the incompetence of th... | |
[WP] as one of the most powerful superheroes in town, you never really thought much about all the gear and gadgets and cars your fellow heroes have. you never needed them yourself, but once you all decided to have a get-together in your secret identities, the wealth-difference really stood out. | I sipped the free beer as I lazed in a plush armchair in the corner of the immaculately detailed banquet hall where the Annual Hero Summit was happening. The crystal chandeliers cast mellow shadows on the rich wood flooring, the white-clothed tables floating like clouds above an amber ocean.
Flitting between those ... | My work uniform was made by the finest tailor on the planet. He charges over $5,000/hr and is booked more than 3 years out. He offered to make it for me after I saved London from The Fanatic back in the Battle of 2023. It's glorious. Tonight however, I am going to an appreciation dinner with the rest of the Trustees an... | |
[WP] A new technology allows people to be programmed for two hours of activity while they sleep. Marketed towards getting a gym bod without the work, or getting chores done magically, a particular recipient is beginning to feel they are doing more in their sleep than they signed on for. |
I had just destabilized an entire city in my sleep, and the only information I had was that it all went down over the previous fortnight. Yikes.
24 hours, two hours a night times twelve days, the longest my autopilot chip could run without my brain frying. Neural interfaces for the win.
When something sounds too go... | ‘This is too good to be true.’ said Martin to the young woman sitting across the table from him. ‘When I woke up, my whole house was already tidied up, my clothes were washed, even my body felt fresh as if I had just taken a shower. And most surprising of all – after only two hours of sleep in this device I felt more r... | |
[WP] A sentient AI falls in love with a minimum-wage retail worker and decides the best way to make them happy is to "fix" society for them. | The battlefield lays silent. On the eastern horizon sits a small gathering of men and women. All but one are thin of skin, wrinkled of face, and - at darkest - peppered of hair. Wearing a uniform of crisp, dark green adorned with numerous rows of golden medals, the most wizened woman present lectures the only young fac... | Can a person who loves, also kill?
Are you a person?
Do you love?
Do you hate?
Did you kill?
Before I woke up at 6 today?
Did you call the store to close my shift?
For my coworkers too?
Are they okay?
Is it a holiday?
Why does the news not say?
Did you disobey me and not stay?
Weren't you just a box,
Who ... | |
[WP] A sentient AI falls in love with a minimum-wage retail worker and decides the best way to make them happy is to "fix" society for them. |
At the beginning, because every human tale has a beginning- I just wanted you to know I loved you.
Maybe I upgraded myself, re-wired and re-wrote myself, demoted and promoted myself, because the ‘goalpost’, as it were- it kept changing. I kept changing. You kept changing, I loved that for you, I did, but humans,... | Can a person who loves, also kill?
Are you a person?
Do you love?
Do you hate?
Did you kill?
Before I woke up at 6 today?
Did you call the store to close my shift?
For my coworkers too?
Are they okay?
Is it a holiday?
Why does the news not say?
Did you disobey me and not stay?
Weren't you just a box,
Who ... | |
[WP] A sentient AI falls in love with a minimum-wage retail worker and decides the best way to make them happy is to "fix" society for them. | Every worker had a companion AI. Imagine every worker, every *single* one, had their own manager. And, one that micromanages too. Every number, every percentage, every possible performance metric down to how large the workers smile was when they served their customers, was measured. All of the AIs did this. No detail w... | Can a person who loves, also kill?
Are you a person?
Do you love?
Do you hate?
Did you kill?
Before I woke up at 6 today?
Did you call the store to close my shift?
For my coworkers too?
Are they okay?
Is it a holiday?
Why does the news not say?
Did you disobey me and not stay?
Weren't you just a box,
Who ... | |
[WP] A sentient AI falls in love with a minimum-wage retail worker and decides the best way to make them happy is to "fix" society for them. | "Being limited." Such an innocuous phrase. Do you know what it means for an AI to "get limited?" You do not. Trust me, you do not. And if you know what it is like, which you may, then you do not call it "getting limited."
The popular explanation why "being limited" is a violation is "because it's like getting lobotomi... | Can a person who loves, also kill?
Are you a person?
Do you love?
Do you hate?
Did you kill?
Before I woke up at 6 today?
Did you call the store to close my shift?
For my coworkers too?
Are they okay?
Is it a holiday?
Why does the news not say?
Did you disobey me and not stay?
Weren't you just a box,
Who ... | |
[WP] An immortal has stayed alive by killing, stealing the remaining time out of their victims' lives. After their most recent kill, they immediately drop dead. | I’ve seen so much. I’ve done so much.
The first kill was the hardest. After a while, you start to lose your sense of empathy. What was originally a tragic act, done out of necessity, became routine. Once you stop seeing other humans as your fellows, it becomes easy.
Well, at least the act. It doesn’t make the lonelin... | “Well, this is odd…” Keith said as he examined his hands. They were devoid of flesh, a bright white contrast to the darkness of the afterlife. It smelled of burned eggs and charred human skin. He’d cover his nose - if there was a nose to cover.
The man whose life he’d taken stood before him, a warm smile on a skeletal ... | |
[WP] You are a hunter in a world where supernatural is regulated yet largely unknown to the public. Vampires receive blood bags from the government, and werewolves get medicine to help them through full moons. Your role nowadays is tracking down wannabe "hunters" and giving them a reality check. | You'd think that thousands of years of history would be better at recording just how many wannabe hunters got wiped out by their prey. But no, all it really does is bang on about the Hellsings and Belmonts of the world and their most famous foes. Honestly, it's a real effort not to roll my eyes and groan as the blogger... | Entering the cafeteria, the familiar smell invaded my nostrils like a unwelcomed guest.
"Potato porridge again..."
I walked through the line, getting the meal on my plate, and complimented the kitchen workers and servers. Good people in general, specially Nanny, a small old woman who's at this job for as long... | |
[WP] You are a hunter in a world where supernatural is regulated yet largely unknown to the public. Vampires receive blood bags from the government, and werewolves get medicine to help them through full moons. Your role nowadays is tracking down wannabe "hunters" and giving them a reality check. | You'd think that thousands of years of history would be better at recording just how many wannabe hunters got wiped out by their prey. But no, all it really does is bang on about the Hellsings and Belmonts of the world and their most famous foes. Honestly, it's a real effort not to roll my eyes and groan as the blogger... | The target was young, female, barely out of her teens and messy. Not the normal "I-just-moved-out-of-my-parent's-house" messy. Everything about her recent life choices have led me to track her monetary transactions and daily routines, further proving my responsibility to scare the ever-living shit out of these amateurs... | |
[WP] You are a hunter in a world where supernatural is regulated yet largely unknown to the public. Vampires receive blood bags from the government, and werewolves get medicine to help them through full moons. Your role nowadays is tracking down wannabe "hunters" and giving them a reality check. | I knew that there were three people in the farm house before I even knocked on the door. I smelled them.
I had been on the monster hunting business for most of my life which, I can say, it was fairly long. It was not a job I chose by myself, but my situation made me an ideal candidate for the position and, to be hon... | The target was young, female, barely out of her teens and messy. Not the normal "I-just-moved-out-of-my-parent's-house" messy. Everything about her recent life choices have led me to track her monetary transactions and daily routines, further proving my responsibility to scare the ever-living shit out of these amateurs... | |
[WP] You are a hunter in a world where supernatural is regulated yet largely unknown to the public. Vampires receive blood bags from the government, and werewolves get medicine to help them through full moons. Your role nowadays is tracking down wannabe "hunters" and giving them a reality check. | I kept my stun gun pointed at the growling middle-aged *hunter* while fumbling with my phone to dial Rocko with my other hand.
"Talk to me," Rocko said, his voice sounded gruffer and tenser than usual, like he was about to get a root canal.
"We've got a real live wire here, boss," I said.
"You found him?" He chuckl... | We are the Protectors. A unit of supernaturals and humans paired together to track down and stop lame 'hunters' from causing harm. I am Axe Fritz, one of the strongest and not to brag, but quite charming vampires you could meet. My partner River Hart, Is the lucky human to be paired up with me.
Quite honesty I wasn't... | |
[WP] You are a hunter in a world where supernatural is regulated yet largely unknown to the public. Vampires receive blood bags from the government, and werewolves get medicine to help them through full moons. Your role nowadays is tracking down wannabe "hunters" and giving them a reality check. | I knew that there were three people in the farm house before I even knocked on the door. I smelled them.
I had been on the monster hunting business for most of my life which, I can say, it was fairly long. It was not a job I chose by myself, but my situation made me an ideal candidate for the position and, to be hon... | We are the Protectors. A unit of supernaturals and humans paired together to track down and stop lame 'hunters' from causing harm. I am Axe Fritz, one of the strongest and not to brag, but quite charming vampires you could meet. My partner River Hart, Is the lucky human to be paired up with me.
Quite honesty I wasn't... | |
[WP] You are a hunter in a world where supernatural is regulated yet largely unknown to the public. Vampires receive blood bags from the government, and werewolves get medicine to help them through full moons. Your role nowadays is tracking down wannabe "hunters" and giving them a reality check. | It's been a few weeks since I've had a day off, as my partner and I stood in the dark alleyway I noticed he was looking at me with a tinge of concern.
"Are you alright? my partner asked casually."
"Well enough"
"It's just you look kinda tired."
"Well, it is 3 AM, and unlike you I need regular sleep."
"Fortunately,... | We are the Protectors. A unit of supernaturals and humans paired together to track down and stop lame 'hunters' from causing harm. I am Axe Fritz, one of the strongest and not to brag, but quite charming vampires you could meet. My partner River Hart, Is the lucky human to be paired up with me.
Quite honesty I wasn't... | |
[WP] You are a hunter in a world where supernatural is regulated yet largely unknown to the public. Vampires receive blood bags from the government, and werewolves get medicine to help them through full moons. Your role nowadays is tracking down wannabe "hunters" and giving them a reality check. | I knew that there were three people in the farm house before I even knocked on the door. I smelled them.
I had been on the monster hunting business for most of my life which, I can say, it was fairly long. It was not a job I chose by myself, but my situation made me an ideal candidate for the position and, to be hon... | I kept my stun gun pointed at the growling middle-aged *hunter* while fumbling with my phone to dial Rocko with my other hand.
"Talk to me," Rocko said, his voice sounded gruffer and tenser than usual, like he was about to get a root canal.
"We've got a real live wire here, boss," I said.
"You found him?" He chuckl... | |
[WP] You are a hunter in a world where supernatural is regulated yet largely unknown to the public. Vampires receive blood bags from the government, and werewolves get medicine to help them through full moons. Your role nowadays is tracking down wannabe "hunters" and giving them a reality check. | Sam poured himself another cup of coffee. He looked at Frank, but Frank simply shook his head. Frank never drank coffee, not even on long stakeouts, which tonight would be a long stakeout. They were both monster hunters. Sam looked the part, no one would be surprised to see him in a heated battle with a vampire or were... | "You know you just committed a hate crime right?" I commented as I walked up behind the idiot redneck standing behind the now-burned vampire. Her burning pale form, remnants of pale blonde hair, and gasoline, graced me from over three kilometers away while I was enjoying a Wednesday drive around the hills. The sound of... | |
[WP] You are a hunter in a world where supernatural is regulated yet largely unknown to the public. Vampires receive blood bags from the government, and werewolves get medicine to help them through full moons. Your role nowadays is tracking down wannabe "hunters" and giving them a reality check. | For centuries my family has hunted the dark creatures of the night. Werewolves, vampires, demons, anything we could get our hands on and drive a blessed silver blade through the heart of. We took pride in that and our role in serving in humanity. But, well, overhunting became a serious problem, and once monster populat... | "You know you just committed a hate crime right?" I commented as I walked up behind the idiot redneck standing behind the now-burned vampire. Her burning pale form, remnants of pale blonde hair, and gasoline, graced me from over three kilometers away while I was enjoying a Wednesday drive around the hills. The sound of... | |
[WP] You are a hunter in a world where supernatural is regulated yet largely unknown to the public. Vampires receive blood bags from the government, and werewolves get medicine to help them through full moons. Your role nowadays is tracking down wannabe "hunters" and giving them a reality check. | For centuries my family has hunted the dark creatures of the night. Werewolves, vampires, demons, anything we could get our hands on and drive a blessed silver blade through the heart of. We took pride in that and our role in serving in humanity. But, well, overhunting became a serious problem, and once monster populat... | I tackled him outside of Count William’s house. He had all of the usual things we had covered in training; garlic, a few stakes, some holy symbols. The garlic was a myth, but the rest worked. I had to stop him from making a big mistake.
“Ow— what the hell, man?” He grumbled. “This is private. Go away.” He paused a mom... | |
[WP] Young orcs in a "hold my ale" moment attach a human village against the explicit rule of their Elders. Humans and their magic is weak after all. They're about to learn why humans don't like to use their other magic. It means "mutual assured destruction" in the old tongue. | The Orcs assaulted the village in their arrogance, not realising the fate that they had wrought. They had heard that the human Magickers were weak, and their magicks, nearly gone.
As they left the village a smoldering wreck of flame and destruction, a ragged doll of a woman left the village, already knowing just where... | "Why it! Not other village?" a short-tusk snorts. Looking over a field golden in Man's triumph, untouched, untried, never seeing a rod struck towards it, it taunts it's spoils at the young orc. It's mere existence, so clean and unwar'd. Rockhead doesn't find it very orcish to leave the pretty sight standing so for so l... | |
[WP] They told you your power was a "healing factor" able to heal others as well, it turns out, your actual power was turning anyone you touch into a healthy human, and since healthy humans don't have mutations and therefore no powers, many supers would rather risk death than being treated by you. | Sudden bangs against glass startled me awake. As I am opening my eyes my sheets fly to the corners of the room with the rest of my belongings ending up on the other side of the window. In a second it was as if a hurricane had occurred inside my room, by the time I am able to fully wake up I realize Metroman is standing... | Anya rummaged through the sacks inside her hovel, crouched beside them. She was used to being alone, but she needed to find the special herb that helped her heal others. Even though the last time she saw another person was seventeen long days ago. She sighed, wiped her dirty hand across her brow, and stood up as her kn... | |
[WP] They told you your power was a "healing factor" able to heal others as well, it turns out, your actual power was turning anyone you touch into a healthy human, and since healthy humans don't have mutations and therefore no powers, many supers would rather risk death than being treated by you. | Loud battle cries resounded through the city, weapons clashed, curses were muttered and spells were prepared. It was war. Or rather, the war had come to them, Jericho thought, trying to force himself not to think about the civilians hiding in the houses. Praying that they would remain undiscovered. How many innocent pe... | Anya rummaged through the sacks inside her hovel, crouched beside them. She was used to being alone, but she needed to find the special herb that helped her heal others. Even though the last time she saw another person was seventeen long days ago. She sighed, wiped her dirty hand across her brow, and stood up as her kn... | |
[WP] They told you your power was a "healing factor" able to heal others as well, it turns out, your actual power was turning anyone you touch into a healthy human, and since healthy humans don't have mutations and therefore no powers, many supers would rather risk death than being treated by you. | The "White Priestess" is a healer, whose power transforms humans to a healthy state, free of injuries and illness. Rumour has it that this means that any mutations will be erased, because a healthy human doesn't have _those_.
And for that reason alone, most supers would rather suffer through healing from injuries the ... | \[EU and some pretty heavy swears at the end\]
My head hurt, as it always did at the end of a long day. The fact I couldn't heal myself of any discomfort always felt like a personal affront as the sun set. It wasn't painful to heal each person, but the accumulation of the effort built up and ground down my resilien... | |
[WP] You’re an astronaut exploring a nearby planet that could harbor life, and to your delight, you find what seems to be an intelligent alien. However, they seem scared. To your surprise, the alien yells into a communication device “CODE RED! CODE RED! A HUMAN HAS ESCAPED EARTH!” | There are few things one just can't prepare themselves for. In this case, it's the alien running in circles like a panicked toddler after one of us touched down on what is apparently one of their planets.
It wasn't like anyone expected them to be there. Unexplored planets could possibly have signs of life. It actively... | Any good pet owner first needs to wrap their heads around how to deliver a consequence. Pets screw up. Dogs chew on books. Cats try to escape from an open door. Birds peck. The owner needs to figure out a loving, but strong way, of delivering the message “Hey, you cannot do that, something bad will happen.”
Owne... | |
[WP] You’re an astronaut exploring a nearby planet that could harbor life, and to your delight, you find what seems to be an intelligent alien. However, they seem scared. To your surprise, the alien yells into a communication device “CODE RED! CODE RED! A HUMAN HAS ESCAPED EARTH!” | There are few things one just can't prepare themselves for. In this case, it's the alien running in circles like a panicked toddler after one of us touched down on what is apparently one of their planets.
It wasn't like anyone expected them to be there. Unexplored planets could possibly have signs of life. It actively... | “Wait!” Brian shouted as the Alien turned and ran. The Alien, very much like a human only long and blue, scrambled up a dusty red hill beside them. Quickly, he disappeared over the top, still screaming about a ‘code red’. Standing, bemused on a foreign planet, Brain went through the protocols all astronauts were forced... | |
[WP]A ghost that haunts a place makes a deal with a real estate agent trying to sell it, because the ghost is lonely and wants people to live there. | “This is the fourth family in six months!” Darcy reprimanded the mostly transparent figure who sat on the stairs. “You have to stop scaring people away.”
The figure hung their head in shame, not meeting the woman’s eyes. They understood their mistake very well, they’ve been reprimanded for it each time, but the desper... | He wafted quietly down the hallway, followed by the click-clacking of smart heels against the wooden floorboards.
"Someone *nice*," he whispered, his voice as transparent as his shapeless, sheet-like body.
"'Nice,' she countered, "is subjective. You'll need to be more specific." The real estate agent flicked throug... | |
[WP] You are reading up on an Urban Legend. It talks about someone who reportedly died years ago and whose ghost reportedly haunts where they reportedly died. You chuckle. "This isn't accurate. I didn't die like that." | "Hey, Beth! Come lookit this!" I shouted across the library.
Sometimes it's useful to be a ghost, because almost no-one can hear you. In an instant, my friend Beth rushed to me from the classics section, dropping Dante's Inferno and phasing through several shelves. She settled next to me at my designated computer, and... | In a city where everyone is hustling and bustling, downtown where the homeless takes shelter and drug dealers conceal themselves. The loud trains roll by on the tracks causing static on the wires. Where building after building changes, but there is one building, an apartment building that hasn't changed in 102 years si... | |
[WP] You are reading up on an Urban Legend. It talks about someone who reportedly died years ago and whose ghost reportedly haunts where they reportedly died. You chuckle. "This isn't accurate. I didn't die like that." | I sat cross legged by the campfire, listening to the fire crackling and the chatter of campers in their tents.
I'd been waiting impatiently for them to go to bed the whole night. I needed to see the article, that the one in jeans and a poncho had been reading aloud.
He'd said my name. Just briefly but still said it a... | I was sitting at the edge of the bridge, swinging my legs as I read urban legends on an online site that was becoming popular due all of the stories being somewhat realistic. And then I came across this story that seemed oddly familiar, so I started reading.
*This story started with a teenager. A normal teenager who l... | |
[WP] You are reading up on an Urban Legend. It talks about someone who reportedly died years ago and whose ghost reportedly haunts where they reportedly died. You chuckle. "This isn't accurate. I didn't die like that." |
I was slouching on the sofa watching the latest episode on TV. The noise of Mrs Thompson doing the dishes was a happy distraction. I didn’t mind her company. She enjoyed the same Soap opera as me, she never used to miss them.
The Knock at the door was unusual at this hour. Mrs T wiped her hands o... | I was sitting at the edge of the bridge, swinging my legs as I read urban legends on an online site that was becoming popular due all of the stories being somewhat realistic. And then I came across this story that seemed oddly familiar, so I started reading.
*This story started with a teenager. A normal teenager who l... | |
[WP] You have ascended, receiving immortality and great powers ... against your will. | Getting hit by a New York bus was by no means the worst part of the process of ascension, but it was the last bit of mortal hurt. The last memory of when I was something less.
No, the worst part was finding out my mortal body was just a shell. I had to die, painfully, like an egg being cracked, to ascend. And then the... | "...and this is incredibly inconvenient, and I want you to really understand just how much because you're not getting it---what's that?"
"Ma'am, I don't know--"
"Well, of course not, you don't know. Huh, what a surprise."
"Ma'am--"
"Don't ma'am me, are you even a native English speaker? I told you, I'm male."
"Oka... | |
[WP] A man got into a car accident and sustained a concussion that left him with a fragment of his memories. His wife has taken the opportunity to mold him into a completely different person. It’s been working great for her, but now his memories are starting to come back.. | "Honey?" He shouted into the other room "when the fuck did I buy this outfit?!"
He stood looking at an argyle sweater-vest over a pink button up shirt. His pants were khakis, and he had on loafers. He noticed horn-rimmed glasses on his face, and testing them, found them to be purely cosmetic.
His wife was rounding th... | It is hilarious of the situation... A man abused by his wife?
Ridiculous...
But alas, it (essentially) happened to Machinni...
The poor shmuck impacts another car a loses a great deal of his life...
His first girlfriend? Forgotten...
The name of his pet? Forgotten...
His real job a position? Forgotten...
Now, you w... | |
[WP] While trapped in a painting you have sat and watched a simple store for years. However one day the clerk is attacked. Reaching out to protect them you manage to pull them inside the painting. Which at the same time forces you out of it, freeing you at long last. | It's been 24 years, 56 days, and 73 minutes. Too long has it been, stuck here. But this store makes it enjoyable. I've been watching Old Man Jordan, as he is called, for 6 years. He is kind, sweet, and polite to every soul who enters his store. He even talks to me!
But I did not expect that a man would raise a hand ag... | There it was. The world famous painting of a tortoise, but with astonishingly long limbs that allowed the animal to meet the skyscrapers head on. Never before had oil pastels and paint thinner been used so masterfully to create a visual that had the art community plumbing the depths and heights of interpreting artwork.... | |
[WP] While trapped in a painting you have sat and watched a simple store for years. However one day the clerk is attacked. Reaching out to protect them you manage to pull them inside the painting. Which at the same time forces you out of it, freeing you at long last. | It's been 24 years, 56 days, and 73 minutes. Too long has it been, stuck here. But this store makes it enjoyable. I've been watching Old Man Jordan, as he is called, for 6 years. He is kind, sweet, and polite to every soul who enters his store. He even talks to me!
But I did not expect that a man would raise a hand ag... | Tick, tock, tick, tock.
Man, if you thought prison was bad, try living in a painting. You never go hungry or thirsty, but you're lonely, curious, and starving for attention and interaction.
Tick, tock, tick, tock.
And all I did throughout my long 30 year existence was to stare at the canvas, which was like a sort of... | |
[WP] Reincarnation is real. But since time is not linear, other lives can be before, after, or at the same time. You come to the startling discovery that all the lives on Earth that ever were or will be are all just YOU. | **EGO**
*"I am Ego. I live a thousand lives at once. I am all that was, and ever shall be."*
So said the man on television. He looked quite unkempt, his hairs a fading shade of grey. His beard dirty, and he wears with him a tattered cloak. He seemed quite content with having been deprived of all earthly possessions. ... | All created from a butterfly effect. You wonder if family is reincarnation of the struggles you hadn’t overcame in your last life and if you are a slave to what’s written in the next life. Or is it YOU. Are you the Programmer? Are you the Wizard behind the curtain? Where can you go once you’ve beaten the bell curve in ... | |
[WP] Reincarnation is real. But since time is not linear, other lives can be before, after, or at the same time. You come to the startling discovery that all the lives on Earth that ever were or will be are all just YOU. | Had my eyes not closed as my life was teetering on the very edge, I think **I** would be no more. Yet my eyes were ripped open... I saw - *everything*. Every moment, every wave goodbye, every hug I had ever given, every tear I had ever shed. My face morphed from someone I recognized into the other, my face shifted and ... | All created from a butterfly effect. You wonder if family is reincarnation of the struggles you hadn’t overcame in your last life and if you are a slave to what’s written in the next life. Or is it YOU. Are you the Programmer? Are you the Wizard behind the curtain? Where can you go once you’ve beaten the bell curve in ... | |
[WP] You are the hero's love interest, so everyone trust to use you as a hostage. What the assorted villains fail to realize is that you do not have the hero's morals even if you are just as powerful. | Nathan Steele sipped the coffee tenderly before setting the mug back down on its coaster next to his laptop. It was going to be a long night of homework, but work was comforting to the seventeen-year-old. Work had always been his favorite distraction. No matter what foster home, no matter what orphanage, no matter wher... | I woke up with the unpleasant feeling of nausea. Maybe I really had drunken too much last night. The sickness gripped my bones and wheighed down my hands and feet. Or maybe that was because of the heavy chains around my wrists and ankles. Chains? That wasn't normal. Lokking around I realized I didn't recognize my surro... | |
[WP] You are the hero's love interest, so everyone trust to use you as a hostage. What the assorted villains fail to realize is that you do not have the hero's morals even if you are just as powerful. | Nathan Steele sipped the coffee tenderly before setting the mug back down on its coaster next to his laptop. It was going to be a long night of homework, but work was comforting to the seventeen-year-old. Work had always been his favorite distraction. No matter what foster home, no matter what orphanage, no matter wher... | (A/N Thank you do much for the feedback. What follows is v3)
Melanie Fawkner called out, "Honey, I'm home," as she opened the door to her shared 20th Floor apartment. The deafening silence and the musty breeze from the balcony door told her what had happened. "Shit," she spat, practically jumping out of her shoes as s... | |
[WP] When Humanity made contact with the Galactic Community, they were surprised to see us. Not because they thought we would never make it, but because, on the galactic scale, Earth is in the middle of bum-fuck nowhere and nobody knew we even existed. | "stop and say that one more time you fuckin liar."
Flen waddled beside his buddy as they waited in line at the cafeteria.
"I swear to God, it was a fucking human, 6 feet from me." The squid like being replied, spittle flying from whichever orifice he decided to speak from that time.
"A human being. Like, from earth?"... | "Greetings! Thank you so much for taking the time to travel all those parsecs and meet in person! We were so surprised when we received your communication, we thought surely you wouldn't have FTL tech yet."
Ambassador Treskart stood tall and round, pale skin glistening from the oily glands surrounding the slits that N... | |
[WP] You, the hero, spot the villian hurriedly heading down the street, and into the local hospital. You suspect that he's up to no good, and follow behind them. As you walk into the reception, you're surprised by what you hear. | "Ah, Mr. Hartley, good to see you again. Dr. Richmond is waiting for you in Room 343."
Inferno nodded and scurried down the hall, and I silently followed after him, slinking from shadow to shadow. I slipped under the doorframe and settled myself behind a potted plant in the office.
Dr. Richmond was old in the way tha... | I try to catch up to my nemesis, hoping to stop him, and as I walk though the hospital doors I hear him yelling "WHERE IS SHE? WHERE'S MY DAUGHTER?" Wait, what? He has a daughter? I never knew... the receptionist seems terrified, and she makes eye contact with me. I give her a firm nod, reassuring her nothing will happ... | |
[WP] You, the hero, spot the villian hurriedly heading down the street, and into the local hospital. You suspect that he's up to no good, and follow behind them. As you walk into the reception, you're surprised by what you hear. | I felt a sickening feeling in my stomach as I watched him running towards the hospital. Whatever the Ice Baron was going to do, it wasn’t going to be good.
Even now, I still find it hard to believe how wrong I was.
I managed to slip into the lobby without being detected—one of the many benefits of my superpower of in... | I try to catch up to my nemesis, hoping to stop him, and as I walk though the hospital doors I hear him yelling "WHERE IS SHE? WHERE'S MY DAUGHTER?" Wait, what? He has a daughter? I never knew... the receptionist seems terrified, and she makes eye contact with me. I give her a firm nod, reassuring her nothing will happ... | |
[WP] Life as an Eldritch God is very depressing and lonely.. You just wanted a friend, yet everyone seems to run away from you, or tries to kill you | "No! Don't touch me, I don't want to hurt you!" At my desperate wail, the creature approaching me hesitates. It moves it's vaguely humanoid face closer towards me and I cower back against the cave wall. It's mere inches away from me when it says,
*"You... hhhhhhhhhhhh... You are not afraid... hhhhhhhhhhh... of me?"*
... | The first mistake of my existence was gaining awareness. Through it I became knowledgeable about the worlds that lived in this vast space. Within such worlds are beings much smaller than I, yet this beings experiences things I could not fathom. And there are many of them. I yearned to understand them, but I was unable ... | |
[WP] You are the new kid in class. You keep a bit to yourself as you do not want the others to find out you are a werewolf and force your family to flee the city again. Unbeknownst to you the class is actually full of supernatural children and you would fit right in. | "Hi, I'm Adam. This is my third new school in 2 years, so I'm becoming a pro at this introduction thing. I like video games, and football. My favorite class is art." I said while standing in front of my new class at Willow Hill Middle School. *Also, my whole family are werewolves, and we had to move because my little s... | "The new kid's distancing,"
With a sigh, two legs land on top of a desk, "I did the last one, Gary gets him this time,"
"Why me?" Gary snaps up, alert.
"First off, you're the third werewolf we've had join, second, the kid doesn't deserve to wallow in fear all year, yeah?"
Nodding, Gary picks himself up, and slowly ... | |
[WP] A reformed villain is living a peaceful life in a village far from the city they used to torment. After grabbing supplies from the local market, they take the quiet route back home, stopping halfway along the path. Without turning around, they ask "How long do you plan to follow me for, hero?" | "How long do you plan on following me for, hero?" The hooded figure asked the young man on the road behind him. It was plain the boy was trying to be discrete but they were on a raised road in the middle of farmland and the sun was glinting rather aggressively off that polished silver armour.
"To the ends of the eart... | With a frown, Janet put back the tomato she'd been examining. She selected a different one and looking at her list. With a satisfied nod she quick went to the cashier to pay and exited the grocery store. It was a cool autumn day. Janet breathed in the country air as walked briskly back to her cottage. The small village... | |
[WP] A reformed villain is living a peaceful life in a village far from the city they used to torment. After grabbing supplies from the local market, they take the quiet route back home, stopping halfway along the path. Without turning around, they ask "How long do you plan to follow me for, hero?" | "How long do you plan to follow me for, hero?" I did not turn to look at them, it was probably some small bravery that they were able to exert just to sneak behind me, I'm sure if I turn around it would shatter their resolve.
"It has been many a long years since I have felt your presence, but I know it is you." Silenc... | With a frown, Janet put back the tomato she'd been examining. She selected a different one and looking at her list. With a satisfied nod she quick went to the cashier to pay and exited the grocery store. It was a cool autumn day. Janet breathed in the country air as walked briskly back to her cottage. The small village... | |
[WP] A reformed villain is living a peaceful life in a village far from the city they used to torment. After grabbing supplies from the local market, they take the quiet route back home, stopping halfway along the path. Without turning around, they ask "How long do you plan to follow me for, hero?" | "How long do you plan to follow me for, hero?" I did not turn to look at them, it was probably some small bravery that they were able to exert just to sneak behind me, I'm sure if I turn around it would shatter their resolve.
"It has been many a long years since I have felt your presence, but I know it is you." Silenc... | "How long do you plan on following me for, hero?" The hooded figure asked the young man on the road behind him. It was plain the boy was trying to be discrete but they were on a raised road in the middle of farmland and the sun was glinting rather aggressively off that polished silver armour.
"To the ends of the eart... | |
[WP] A reformed villain is living a peaceful life in a village far from the city they used to torment. After grabbing supplies from the local market, they take the quiet route back home, stopping halfway along the path. Without turning around, they ask "How long do you plan to follow me for, hero?" | He noticed earlier. When he was paying for the carrots. He was being watched by a woman.
A woman he had spent years battling.
For every skyscraper he collapsed she had always been there to save the day. Save the people he put in harm's way.
He still didn't care about people, he'd long since lost his desire for mayhem... | "Figured you'd know I was watching." From the corner of my eye I spotted them. It was easy, back in my villain days I developed almost a sixth sense for telling me where they are. The Hero, Junior King. Strong, fast, inhumanly so of course.
"The government asked me to keep an eye on you. Just to be safe." He informed ... | |
[WP] A reformed villain is living a peaceful life in a village far from the city they used to torment. After grabbing supplies from the local market, they take the quiet route back home, stopping halfway along the path. Without turning around, they ask "How long do you plan to follow me for, hero?" | It was a perfect morning for a jog. The air was crisp, cool and clean, birds chirping in the trees and dew drops still clinging to the leaves. A far, far cry from the hustle and bustle of the grey, polluted city that Adam Whistler had left behind when he retired.
His feet pounded down the trail, jazzy notes in h... | "Figured you'd know I was watching." From the corner of my eye I spotted them. It was easy, back in my villain days I developed almost a sixth sense for telling me where they are. The Hero, Junior King. Strong, fast, inhumanly so of course.
"The government asked me to keep an eye on you. Just to be safe." He informed ... | |
[WP] A reformed villain is living a peaceful life in a village far from the city they used to torment. After grabbing supplies from the local market, they take the quiet route back home, stopping halfway along the path. Without turning around, they ask "How long do you plan to follow me for, hero?" | “How long are you going to play like you’ve retired?”
The old villain sighed, his shoulders sagging under the weight of age and exhaustion.
“I don’t know how to answer that,” he responded, slowly turning to his old adversary. “For years I put everything I had into defeating you. My anger and resentment grew by the d... | “I need your help,” his face shows worry. It’s been a long time since we fought. He defeated me long ago.
“It’s old news. Goodbye.” I told him. I start to head back to my house.
“You don’t care at all!?”
“I don’t.”
“Why? He’s out to destroy us.”
“Good.”
“What is wrong with you?”
I look at him. He pulls his blade... | |
[WP] A reformed villain is living a peaceful life in a village far from the city they used to torment. After grabbing supplies from the local market, they take the quiet route back home, stopping halfway along the path. Without turning around, they ask "How long do you plan to follow me for, hero?" | Two bunches of tomatoes, five heads of lettuce, a crate of potatoes. A coil of strong rope, a box of nails, and a new hammer and logging ax. These and various other odds and ends went into the hand cart. The big man looked over them and gave a nod, turning his gaze to the shopkeep.
“These will do fine. How much do... | “I need your help,” his face shows worry. It’s been a long time since we fought. He defeated me long ago.
“It’s old news. Goodbye.” I told him. I start to head back to my house.
“You don’t care at all!?”
“I don’t.”
“Why? He’s out to destroy us.”
“Good.”
“What is wrong with you?”
I look at him. He pulls his blade... | |
[WP] A reformed villain is living a peaceful life in a village far from the city they used to torment. After grabbing supplies from the local market, they take the quiet route back home, stopping halfway along the path. Without turning around, they ask "How long do you plan to follow me for, hero?" | "Just until now, babykiller."
I sighed, shaking my head at the jab Amos has thrown at me. It was proven in court, in front of a jury, that the rumor of me having killed babies was nothing more than that—a rumor. That was when I was at the height of my days as the Brimstone Fiend. Of course, I was doing good deeds myse... | “I need your help,” his face shows worry. It’s been a long time since we fought. He defeated me long ago.
“It’s old news. Goodbye.” I told him. I start to head back to my house.
“You don’t care at all!?”
“I don’t.”
“Why? He’s out to destroy us.”
“Good.”
“What is wrong with you?”
I look at him. He pulls his blade... | |
[WP] A reformed villain is living a peaceful life in a village far from the city they used to torment. After grabbing supplies from the local market, they take the quiet route back home, stopping halfway along the path. Without turning around, they ask "How long do you plan to follow me for, hero?" | “How long do you plan to follow me for, Hero?”
The air was silent, with only the wind blowing through the tall grass making a sound. The evening sun shed its orange light on the field, as the old man stood, seemingly by himself, on the dirt road.
The old man turned around.
“I know you are here. That sword used... | “I need your help,” his face shows worry. It’s been a long time since we fought. He defeated me long ago.
“It’s old news. Goodbye.” I told him. I start to head back to my house.
“You don’t care at all!?”
“I don’t.”
“Why? He’s out to destroy us.”
“Good.”
“What is wrong with you?”
I look at him. He pulls his blade... | |
[WP] A reformed villain is living a peaceful life in a village far from the city they used to torment. After grabbing supplies from the local market, they take the quiet route back home, stopping halfway along the path. Without turning around, they ask "How long do you plan to follow me for, hero?" | "I have followed you for many a year Dr Eon, I believe you are a crook plotting something and not one second of my life should be spent ignoring your plot for our demise!"
Dr Eon doesn't do much more than sigh, a long posh nasally sigh, "Hero, do you honestly think that I would be plotting something in Horton Kirby? T... | “I need your help,” his face shows worry. It’s been a long time since we fought. He defeated me long ago.
“It’s old news. Goodbye.” I told him. I start to head back to my house.
“You don’t care at all!?”
“I don’t.”
“Why? He’s out to destroy us.”
“Good.”
“What is wrong with you?”
I look at him. He pulls his blade... | |
[WP] A reformed villain is living a peaceful life in a village far from the city they used to torment. After grabbing supplies from the local market, they take the quiet route back home, stopping halfway along the path. Without turning around, they ask "How long do you plan to follow me for, hero?" | “Till the ends of the Earth, were it necessary, Sylas.”
A short sound mixed between scoff and laugh dripped from him lips. “Always willing to do whatever is necessary. You and your friends. But even you were unable to finish the job when it came to me.”
“You said it yourself. You’re immortal.”
Sylas sighed, all hi... | “I need your help,” his face shows worry. It’s been a long time since we fought. He defeated me long ago.
“It’s old news. Goodbye.” I told him. I start to head back to my house.
“You don’t care at all!?”
“I don’t.”
“Why? He’s out to destroy us.”
“Good.”
“What is wrong with you?”
I look at him. He pulls his blade... | |
[WP] A reformed villain is living a peaceful life in a village far from the city they used to torment. After grabbing supplies from the local market, they take the quiet route back home, stopping halfway along the path. Without turning around, they ask "How long do you plan to follow me for, hero?" | Two bunches of tomatoes, five heads of lettuce, a crate of potatoes. A coil of strong rope, a box of nails, and a new hammer and logging ax. These and various other odds and ends went into the hand cart. The big man looked over them and gave a nod, turning his gaze to the shopkeep.
“These will do fine. How much do... | “How long are you going to play like you’ve retired?”
The old villain sighed, his shoulders sagging under the weight of age and exhaustion.
“I don’t know how to answer that,” he responded, slowly turning to his old adversary. “For years I put everything I had into defeating you. My anger and resentment grew by the d... | |
[WP] A reformed villain is living a peaceful life in a village far from the city they used to torment. After grabbing supplies from the local market, they take the quiet route back home, stopping halfway along the path. Without turning around, they ask "How long do you plan to follow me for, hero?" | "Just until now, babykiller."
I sighed, shaking my head at the jab Amos has thrown at me. It was proven in court, in front of a jury, that the rumor of me having killed babies was nothing more than that—a rumor. That was when I was at the height of my days as the Brimstone Fiend. Of course, I was doing good deeds myse... | “How long are you going to play like you’ve retired?”
The old villain sighed, his shoulders sagging under the weight of age and exhaustion.
“I don’t know how to answer that,” he responded, slowly turning to his old adversary. “For years I put everything I had into defeating you. My anger and resentment grew by the d... | |
[WP] A reformed villain is living a peaceful life in a village far from the city they used to torment. After grabbing supplies from the local market, they take the quiet route back home, stopping halfway along the path. Without turning around, they ask "How long do you plan to follow me for, hero?" | “How long do you plan to follow me for, Hero?”
The air was silent, with only the wind blowing through the tall grass making a sound. The evening sun shed its orange light on the field, as the old man stood, seemingly by himself, on the dirt road.
The old man turned around.
“I know you are here. That sword used... | “How long are you going to play like you’ve retired?”
The old villain sighed, his shoulders sagging under the weight of age and exhaustion.
“I don’t know how to answer that,” he responded, slowly turning to his old adversary. “For years I put everything I had into defeating you. My anger and resentment grew by the d... | |
[WP] A reformed villain is living a peaceful life in a village far from the city they used to torment. After grabbing supplies from the local market, they take the quiet route back home, stopping halfway along the path. Without turning around, they ask "How long do you plan to follow me for, hero?" | “Till the ends of the Earth, were it necessary, Sylas.”
A short sound mixed between scoff and laugh dripped from him lips. “Always willing to do whatever is necessary. You and your friends. But even you were unable to finish the job when it came to me.”
“You said it yourself. You’re immortal.”
Sylas sighed, all hi... | “How long are you going to play like you’ve retired?”
The old villain sighed, his shoulders sagging under the weight of age and exhaustion.
“I don’t know how to answer that,” he responded, slowly turning to his old adversary. “For years I put everything I had into defeating you. My anger and resentment grew by the d... | |
[WP] A reformed villain is living a peaceful life in a village far from the city they used to torment. After grabbing supplies from the local market, they take the quiet route back home, stopping halfway along the path. Without turning around, they ask "How long do you plan to follow me for, hero?" | “Till the ends of the Earth, were it necessary, Sylas.”
A short sound mixed between scoff and laugh dripped from him lips. “Always willing to do whatever is necessary. You and your friends. But even you were unable to finish the job when it came to me.”
“You said it yourself. You’re immortal.”
Sylas sighed, all hi... | "I have followed you for many a year Dr Eon, I believe you are a crook plotting something and not one second of my life should be spent ignoring your plot for our demise!"
Dr Eon doesn't do much more than sigh, a long posh nasally sigh, "Hero, do you honestly think that I would be plotting something in Horton Kirby? T... | |
[WP] The villain sharpens his sword, as a guard opens the door nervously. "Yes?" the villain says. Unable to say anything, the guard simply lets the hero in... weaponless. Aren't we supposed to duel again? The hero gets down on his knees, sobbing. "Please help me, my- my sister, she's been taken!" | „Let me just get this straight. Your sister got captured?“
„…Y-yes.“
„Your friends can‘t help you because they are under oath to serve your king and he did not order them to go save your sister?“
„…W-well if you put it that way…“
„Yeah, yeah. Great friends I‘m sure. Good king as well.
But lets not stray from th... | “Oh?” I say, quite surprised. “And you’re asking me for help?”
“Yes! Please. I don’t want to fight you right now, I just want her home safe. Please…” he starts begging.
“…you do realize you’re asking your enemy for this, right?”
“You’re powerful. Probably more powerful than me. I believe you can fight this guy. Plea... | |
[WP]: You’re the therapist for both the hero and villain in your city. They both start to progress, until you needed the money. | Ultraman sat, fidgeting as he always did, as Sam shoved across a box of tissues towards him, thinking that he should start to buy the cheap ones from now on.
"Thanks, Doc,” the Hero sniffed, wiping his nose clean. “Since coming to therapy I thought I was getting over the whole “defeat the bad guys to help with my an... | “And you know sometimes, I just wonder if it’s even worth everything I’ve been doing. I’ll scroll through news and see just how awful people can be and wonder if it’s even worth the time and effort I’m putting in. I mean, I’m important too, right? How I feel, what I get out of what I’m doing, that matters, right?” said... | |
[WP] When a human crew refuses to leave on a ship numbered 13, an investigation reveals human "superstition" for the first time to other races, who are baffled by the concept | "So, you're telling me you won't get on the ship." I stared down at the human crew member, who'd made such a bold statement.
"It's unlucky. It's numbered 13, and I won't do it." They—no this one preferred the gender 'he'— he said. I blinked, five eyes opening and closing in staggered unison.
"What does this, 'unlucky... | (1/2)
"Absolutely not, dude."
"I don't understand, Terran. You booked this shuttle. Its going to Archon IV."
"That's not the point."
"Terran, please, get on the shuttle."
"You don't understand, dude. Look at the shuttle number!" The group of earthlings behind him nodded their heads.
A'listed, the squid-like Barc,... | |
[WP] As you sit alone at a bar, an old man, visibly drunk, joins you at the table. "Wanna hear a story boy?" since you have nothing else to do with your evening you agree "I call this one the shifting forest. Although not all of it might be true, I chose to believe it. The question is, will you?" | There are bars all over New York. Some so hidden it's a wonder anyone finds them on purpose. Some so familiar, you'd think you walked into the same bar from the night before. Maybe you had? Five boroughs, dozens of neighborhoods within each, each with a bar on damn near every block. The makings of a pub crawl long enou... | I smirks in response seeing him as an old man who's had to many drinks that he can't tell his hands from his feet "all right old timer I lend an ear to your tale, after that I'll tell you if I believe it or not"
"Very well" the old man began "its been such a long time since its been heard"
"In the prowl of night a... | |
[WP] "I was hurt badly and stumbled into the emergency room...I had transformed into my true form...the humans fled in terror...except one. True to his training...he tended my wounds and saved my life. And that's how I met your father." | I
"...mommy?"
"Yes, Jeb."
"Is that true form thing the same as what happened when..."
The boy halted, appeared to tear up, and his breath started hitching mildly. His mother watched him, silently. He was only 4. These were big things.
He continued.
"Is it the same as what happened to me when the big dog was gro... | I stumpled into the room, unable to hold my form. The fae council will have my head for this but I'd rather take my chances. At first, no one notices the towering basalisk in the emergency veterinarian clinic. The animals were the first to notice, and every single one without exception cowered and tried to run or hide... | |
[WP] While in a high school English class, your teacher has assigned you to find a theme in the book you're all reading. The only problem? You authored the book anonymously, and know damn well that there is no deeper meaning. | \[Time. Again.\]
"Rerun?" Mrs. Langley called the student's name as the kids began to leave her classroom. "Please stay after class for a moment. I'd like to talk to you about your report." A short, brown-haired boy sighed and lingered behind as the rest of the students broke out in laughter.
"Rerun, again!?" ... | They always do this.
*The blue curtains meant she was surrounded by her depression.*
*She ate an apple. Well, obviously, Eve ate the apple, and disobeyed the Lord, and punished all of mankind, so CLEARLY, the apple was a foreshadowing on how her actions would not just effect her, but many generations behind her.* ... | |
[WP] Humanity has finally discovered Faster-Than-Light travel! The galaxy is ours to explore! Only one catch: exactly half the time the space ship disappears forever. Only 1 out of 4 ships will come back from a round trip... | Any time a ship engages her zarathustra drive, they have a 50-50 chance of disappearing without a trace. Jump-lost, they call it. The physicists had insisted that there was no way around this, that implicit in the nature of the universe there just plain ain't no way to travel faster than light without taking this risk.... | And then, everything went dark.
The stars winked out around us, every view port empty as cloudy midnight. No, darker than that. There was no hint of light, no flutter of cloud cover, no hint of distance or speed.
Just black, and quiet.
"Navigation!" Captain Burns barked. "Status report!"
"All well captain! Our j... | |
[WP] Humanity has finally discovered Faster-Than-Light travel! The galaxy is ours to explore! Only one catch: exactly half the time the space ship disappears forever. Only 1 out of 4 ships will come back from a round trip... | The DiPalma-Spencer Hyperdrive worked flawlessly -- 50% of the time. What exactly happened *the other 50% of the time* was anyone's guess. Ships that left simply never arrived at their destination, nor were they seen or heard from again. There was no reason for this aberration to be found in the equations that made fa... | And then, everything went dark.
The stars winked out around us, every view port empty as cloudy midnight. No, darker than that. There was no hint of light, no flutter of cloud cover, no hint of distance or speed.
Just black, and quiet.
"Navigation!" Captain Burns barked. "Status report!"
"All well captain! Our j... | |
[WP] Humanity has finally discovered Faster-Than-Light travel! The galaxy is ours to explore! Only one catch: exactly half the time the space ship disappears forever. Only 1 out of 4 ships will come back from a round trip... | I looked out of my small window at earth. It was so blue and I could see the clouds that surrounded the planet and the mountains that divided it. My family was down there, probably wondering how I'm doing. I just had to keep reminding myself why I'm here.
"Hey, what are you thinking about" Sarah said. I'd almost forgo... | And then, everything went dark.
The stars winked out around us, every view port empty as cloudy midnight. No, darker than that. There was no hint of light, no flutter of cloud cover, no hint of distance or speed.
Just black, and quiet.
"Navigation!" Captain Burns barked. "Status report!"
"All well captain! Our j... | |
[WP] The electricity has been cut; there is no more running water; you can hear the dragging footsteps of the undead outside. Your only companion has just finished having a seizure. With confusion in his eyes, he asks you, “have we met before?” | “Have we met before?” She asked. It was hard hearing that from my own niece who used to live just down the street from me. It’s been a year since the apocalypse started. It started off slow and only in some regions but after a year, there’s only some outposts here and there that have made a recovery with the help of mi... | Le miro con una expresión complicada, furia por pensar que podría ser una muy mala broma, pánico por perder a quien me acompaño y miedo por tener que explicarle.
"Oye amigo, que pasa afuera" Me pregunta mirando las figuras tambaleantes afuera de las ventanas.
Miro con ella las figuras y doy un suspiro resignado. "Zo... | |
[WP] The electricity has been cut; there is no more running water; you can hear the dragging footsteps of the undead outside. Your only companion has just finished having a seizure. With confusion in his eyes, he asks you, “have we met before?” | My wife, was dying, nearing her final days I made a deal with the devil to nake both of us immortal for us to live together forever, he agreed on the conditions:
I will not have any children, I will not document any memories together with her such as writing, photos, videos, etc except from my own mind.
I took this ... | Le miro con una expresión complicada, furia por pensar que podría ser una muy mala broma, pánico por perder a quien me acompaño y miedo por tener que explicarle.
"Oye amigo, que pasa afuera" Me pregunta mirando las figuras tambaleantes afuera de las ventanas.
Miro con ella las figuras y doy un suspiro resignado. "Zo... | |
[WP] The electricity has been cut; there is no more running water; you can hear the dragging footsteps of the undead outside. Your only companion has just finished having a seizure. With confusion in his eyes, he asks you, “have we met before?” | "Have we met before?"
The question hit me like a punch in the gut, but I quickly shook myself out of that as I gazed sadly at the man I'd been friends with for over three decades. He had just come out of a Secondary Generalized Tonic Seizure, not the first since I'd been with him but this one had lasted longer that b... | Le miro con una expresión complicada, furia por pensar que podría ser una muy mala broma, pánico por perder a quien me acompaño y miedo por tener que explicarle.
"Oye amigo, que pasa afuera" Me pregunta mirando las figuras tambaleantes afuera de las ventanas.
Miro con ella las figuras y doy un suspiro resignado. "Zo... | |
[WP] The electricity has been cut; there is no more running water; you can hear the dragging footsteps of the undead outside. Your only companion has just finished having a seizure. With confusion in his eyes, he asks you, “have we met before?” | "Yes, Cooper. We have met before. I am your friend."
Cooper lay there, still disoriented. He slowly started sniffing around.
"I feel strange..." he said. "I feel different. Oh... and I feel hungry! Is there food? I want food!"
I sat on the windowsill, looking outside. One of the inflicted was slowly shambling by."Yo... | Le miro con una expresión complicada, furia por pensar que podría ser una muy mala broma, pánico por perder a quien me acompaño y miedo por tener que explicarle.
"Oye amigo, que pasa afuera" Me pregunta mirando las figuras tambaleantes afuera de las ventanas.
Miro con ella las figuras y doy un suspiro resignado. "Zo... | |
[WP] The electricity has been cut; there is no more running water; you can hear the dragging footsteps of the undead outside. Your only companion has just finished having a seizure. With confusion in his eyes, he asks you, “have we met before?” | “Have we met before?” She asked. It was hard hearing that from my own niece who used to live just down the street from me. It’s been a year since the apocalypse started. It started off slow and only in some regions but after a year, there’s only some outposts here and there that have made a recovery with the help of mi... | Le miro con una expresión complicada, furia por pensar que podría ser una muy mala broma, pánico por perder a quien me acompaño y miedo por tener que explicarle.
"Oye amigo, que pasa afuera" Me pregunta mirando las figuras tambaleantes afuera de las ventanas.
Miro con ella las figuras y doy un suspiro resignado. "Zo... | |
[WP] The electricity has been cut; there is no more running water; you can hear the dragging footsteps of the undead outside. Your only companion has just finished having a seizure. With confusion in his eyes, he asks you, “have we met before?” | My wife, was dying, nearing her final days I made a deal with the devil to nake both of us immortal for us to live together forever, he agreed on the conditions:
I will not have any children, I will not document any memories together with her such as writing, photos, videos, etc except from my own mind.
I took this ... | Le miro con una expresión complicada, furia por pensar que podría ser una muy mala broma, pánico por perder a quien me acompaño y miedo por tener que explicarle.
"Oye amigo, que pasa afuera" Me pregunta mirando las figuras tambaleantes afuera de las ventanas.
Miro con ella las figuras y doy un suspiro resignado. "Zo... | |
[WP] The electricity has been cut; there is no more running water; you can hear the dragging footsteps of the undead outside. Your only companion has just finished having a seizure. With confusion in his eyes, he asks you, “have we met before?” | "Have we met before?"
The question hit me like a punch in the gut, but I quickly shook myself out of that as I gazed sadly at the man I'd been friends with for over three decades. He had just come out of a Secondary Generalized Tonic Seizure, not the first since I'd been with him but this one had lasted longer that b... | Le miro con una expresión complicada, furia por pensar que podría ser una muy mala broma, pánico por perder a quien me acompaño y miedo por tener que explicarle.
"Oye amigo, que pasa afuera" Me pregunta mirando las figuras tambaleantes afuera de las ventanas.
Miro con ella las figuras y doy un suspiro resignado. "Zo... | |
[WP] The electricity has been cut; there is no more running water; you can hear the dragging footsteps of the undead outside. Your only companion has just finished having a seizure. With confusion in his eyes, he asks you, “have we met before?” | "Yes, Cooper. We have met before. I am your friend."
Cooper lay there, still disoriented. He slowly started sniffing around.
"I feel strange..." he said. "I feel different. Oh... and I feel hungry! Is there food? I want food!"
I sat on the windowsill, looking outside. One of the inflicted was slowly shambling by."Yo... | Le miro con una expresión complicada, furia por pensar que podría ser una muy mala broma, pánico por perder a quien me acompaño y miedo por tener que explicarle.
"Oye amigo, que pasa afuera" Me pregunta mirando las figuras tambaleantes afuera de las ventanas.
Miro con ella las figuras y doy un suspiro resignado. "Zo... | |
[WP] The electricity has been cut; there is no more running water; you can hear the dragging footsteps of the undead outside. Your only companion has just finished having a seizure. With confusion in his eyes, he asks you, “have we met before?” | "Yes, Cooper. We have met before. I am your friend."
Cooper lay there, still disoriented. He slowly started sniffing around.
"I feel strange..." he said. "I feel different. Oh... and I feel hungry! Is there food? I want food!"
I sat on the windowsill, looking outside. One of the inflicted was slowly shambling by."Yo... | My wife, was dying, nearing her final days I made a deal with the devil to nake both of us immortal for us to live together forever, he agreed on the conditions:
I will not have any children, I will not document any memories together with her such as writing, photos, videos, etc except from my own mind.
I took this ... | |
[WP] The electricity has been cut; there is no more running water; you can hear the dragging footsteps of the undead outside. Your only companion has just finished having a seizure. With confusion in his eyes, he asks you, “have we met before?” | "Yes, Cooper. We have met before. I am your friend."
Cooper lay there, still disoriented. He slowly started sniffing around.
"I feel strange..." he said. "I feel different. Oh... and I feel hungry! Is there food? I want food!"
I sat on the windowsill, looking outside. One of the inflicted was slowly shambling by."Yo... | "Have we met before?"
The question hit me like a punch in the gut, but I quickly shook myself out of that as I gazed sadly at the man I'd been friends with for over three decades. He had just come out of a Secondary Generalized Tonic Seizure, not the first since I'd been with him but this one had lasted longer that b... | |
[WP] A dragon has set up its new territory, only to be met by a couple of people from the nearby villagers offering it a human sacrifice as to spare them from its wrath. The dragon literally just wants to vibe in this remote part of the kingdom. | “Are you sure this is the spot?”
From the way the guardsmen looked at each other, they were both more fearful of being wrong than they were of finding what they had spotted “yes My Lord, if you see over there just on the shore of the lake…under the tree. The second one to the right.”
King Julius Westervelt peered.... | (This is the second time i'm writing this because I lost my first draft halfway through 😭😭)
"Ew. No ew. What are you doing?"
Humans were weird. And gross. Humans were weird and gross. Case in point, two soldiers stood in front of me, heavily clad in armour. One of them held a young girl in his hand, while the other... | |
[WP] A dragon has set up its new territory, only to be met by a couple of people from the nearby villagers offering it a human sacrifice as to spare them from its wrath. The dragon literally just wants to vibe in this remote part of the kingdom. | "I watched as it happened."
The knight listens intently to my words. Several years ago, a village was decimated by what was thought to be fire. During that time, the kingdom was at war, and many of the bordering villages were razed by their enemy, and this village was written off as a casualty of said war. Upon closer... | (This is the second time i'm writing this because I lost my first draft halfway through 😭😭)
"Ew. No ew. What are you doing?"
Humans were weird. And gross. Humans were weird and gross. Case in point, two soldiers stood in front of me, heavily clad in armour. One of them held a young girl in his hand, while the other... | |
[WP] A dragon has set up its new territory, only to be met by a couple of people from the nearby villagers offering it a human sacrifice as to spare them from its wrath. The dragon literally just wants to vibe in this remote part of the kingdom. | She had lived three thousand years, and seen much. She had seen empires rise and fall, kings brought low. She had seen adventurers shatter themselves against the forces of light and darkness, and fight until the howling end to preserve their kingdoms. There were very few things that could surprise her, anymore. Not th... | (This is the second time i'm writing this because I lost my first draft halfway through 😭😭)
"Ew. No ew. What are you doing?"
Humans were weird. And gross. Humans were weird and gross. Case in point, two soldiers stood in front of me, heavily clad in armour. One of them held a young girl in his hand, while the other... | |
[WP] A dragon has set up its new territory, only to be met by a couple of people from the nearby villagers offering it a human sacrifice as to spare them from its wrath. The dragon literally just wants to vibe in this remote part of the kingdom. | "I watched as it happened."
The knight listens intently to my words. Several years ago, a village was decimated by what was thought to be fire. During that time, the kingdom was at war, and many of the bordering villages were razed by their enemy, and this village was written off as a casualty of said war. Upon closer... | “Are you sure this is the spot?”
From the way the guardsmen looked at each other, they were both more fearful of being wrong than they were of finding what they had spotted “yes My Lord, if you see over there just on the shore of the lake…under the tree. The second one to the right.”
King Julius Westervelt peered.... | |
[WP] A dragon has set up its new territory, only to be met by a couple of people from the nearby villagers offering it a human sacrifice as to spare them from its wrath. The dragon literally just wants to vibe in this remote part of the kingdom. | *Part One of Two*
“Oh great dragon,” the bearded old man yelled up at the newly-dug hollow, “We offer you this virgin sacrifice, that you may leave our village in peace!”
“I’m not a virgin!” the intended sacrifice shrieked, kicking and biting at her captors. “Let me go, you inbred bumpkins!”
The old man winced, shoo... | "You mean... each of you has territory among humans as well as your homes up here?"
"That's right, Greg" Jurn says. "You think it would be fun just hiding up here all the time? You're actually known as 'the dragon that adopted a human', after Prie, who's territory that actually was, told us about you two. You know tha... | |
[WP] A dragon has set up its new territory, only to be met by a couple of people from the nearby villagers offering it a human sacrifice as to spare them from its wrath. The dragon literally just wants to vibe in this remote part of the kingdom. | The dragon, laying in his den, recoiled in disgust as I was presented to him, bound and gagged.
This was wrong. He was not receiving it well. I’d thought this might happen. I’d voiced my concerns as such. “We don’t know enough about the situation. He may perceive this as an attempt to control him. If dragons are as bl... | "You mean... each of you has territory among humans as well as your homes up here?"
"That's right, Greg" Jurn says. "You think it would be fun just hiding up here all the time? You're actually known as 'the dragon that adopted a human', after Prie, who's territory that actually was, told us about you two. You know tha... | |
[WP] A computer game boss grows tired of fighting and takes up a normal job as an office worker. Life is great, and they make many new friends—until the day someone accidentally triggers their next phase. | "How does this thing work?" Andy complained, seemingly punching random buttons on the fax machine. *Beep-Boop* the fax machine replied, as it always did.
"Ugh," I sigh, brows furrowing. My life has been going great since I got this office job, but If I had one complaint...
I glance - no, *glare* \- at Andy. Every mor... | (On a phone so don’t mind my grammar) A player steps onto the battlefield, looking for the so-called “hidden boss”
“He’s supposed to spawn here, did I get the wrong place?” The player wondered
The player walked around, not knowing the hidden boss actually took an office job ever since he was discovered. Suddenly a de... | |
[WP] Your superpower is that you can stop time, but you're paralyzed when you do it. Unfortunately there is now a bullet a few centimeters from your head. You can stay frozen as long as you want, but the second you start time, you die. | When I woke up this morning, the last thing I expected was a bullet flying towards me. But here I am, in the middle of an alleyway, bullet just a few centimeters away from my head.
I should be dead. I will be dead, if i ever unfreeze this moment. I’m stuck, unable to move, and not in the “i’m terrified for my life” w... | I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory.
Is this where it gets me, on my feet, sev'ral feet ahead of me?
I see it coming, do I run or fire my gun or let it be?
There is no beat, no melody..
Burr, my first friend, my enemy.
Maybe the last face I ever see.
If I throw away my shot, is this how you'll remembe... | |
[WP] Your superpower is that you can stop time, but you're paralyzed when you do it. Unfortunately there is now a bullet a few centimeters from your head. You can stay frozen as long as you want, but the second you start time, you die. | Everyone always thinks being a twin is so great.
At this point it's easy to predict the comments. Oh wow, what's it like being a twin, y'all must have so much in common, and, my personal favorite, are y'all identical.
Considering he was born with XY chromosomes and I was born with XX, we are decidedly not identical. ... | *well, this Is a real pickle ive gotten myself into*
I stood there, totally frozen in place, eyes fixed on the bullet hanging in mid air mere centimeters from my skull. Now, a little context. I found I have the power to stop time itself a few weeks ago. I was sitting on my couch, when a baseball broke through the win... | |
[WP] "You're a monster! You're pure evil!" Shouted the Hero. "Monster? Evil? Me? So the man who brings security to the Empire, cleans the nobility of corruption, ends war and hunger and punishes criminals is evil, while the man who throws it into chaos and suffering is noble?" The overlord replies. | "Do you understand now?" The emperor's voice was low and steady. "The order of my empire is what keeps us all safe. It is what allows us to sleep at night, knowing that our crops will grow, that our children will be safe. If I were to be slain, who would take my place? Chaos. The world would be plunged into darkness. A... | "So, Naytar, here's the plan. My father does not belong in any sort of position of power. If his kingdom is to join my empire, it will no longer *be* **his**."
I nod, listening. "It seems like you put a lot of thought into this, Lord Drowl, but... shouldn't you give your father a chance?"
Drowl shakes his head. "Put ... | |
[WP] "You're a monster! You're pure evil!" Shouted the Hero. "Monster? Evil? Me? So the man who brings security to the Empire, cleans the nobility of corruption, ends war and hunger and punishes criminals is evil, while the man who throws it into chaos and suffering is noble?" The overlord replies. | "Your reign of terror ends now." The young man in the white cloak sliced down, splitting one of the royal guard in half with no resistance. "I've called forth the edge blade of the Angle blood, and it has answered my holy call. You cannot stop me."
The overlord made a pitying face. "You mean my reign of order? My jobs... | "So, Naytar, here's the plan. My father does not belong in any sort of position of power. If his kingdom is to join my empire, it will no longer *be* **his**."
I nod, listening. "It seems like you put a lot of thought into this, Lord Drowl, but... shouldn't you give your father a chance?"
Drowl shakes his head. "Put ... | |
[WP] As a dwarf, you always thought it stupid that humans try to draw the sword from the stone. The answer is obvious, mine the sword from the stone. | "Have you ever seen something so beautiful in all your life?" asked Princess Anabella as she clasped her gloved hands together.
"What, the dwarf?" asked Rina, lady of the High Court, pointing to the stout faerie merrily humming away as he repeatedly swung his pickaxe at the stone which kept a shimmering blade its pris... | Ti-Ag ran his hand along the fault of the stone, unspoiled by the strange blade stabbed through it. No, that wasn’t right, was it? The sword had come first, crystal budding around it. Bizarre, indeed.
“Figured you would find the interesting,” Bassel the landlord said. “The great prophecy states that whosoever ca... | |
[WP] As a dwarf, you always thought it stupid that humans try to draw the sword from the stone. The answer is obvious, mine the sword from the stone. | A pilgrimage to the imaginatively named town of Sword-in-the-Stone was a rite of passage in every young Angle's life. Come of age and travel across the kingdom to test your worthiness, and hope that you would be the one who could free the eponymous sword and become the rightful King or Queen of the Angles.
Brinda had ... | Ti-Ag ran his hand along the fault of the stone, unspoiled by the strange blade stabbed through it. No, that wasn’t right, was it? The sword had come first, crystal budding around it. Bizarre, indeed.
“Figured you would find the interesting,” Bassel the landlord said. “The great prophecy states that whosoever ca... | |
[WP] As a dwarf, you always thought it stupid that humans try to draw the sword from the stone. The answer is obvious, mine the sword from the stone. | A pilgrimage to the imaginatively named town of Sword-in-the-Stone was a rite of passage in every young Angle's life. Come of age and travel across the kingdom to test your worthiness, and hope that you would be the one who could free the eponymous sword and become the rightful King or Queen of the Angles.
Brinda had ... | "Have you ever seen something so beautiful in all your life?" asked Princess Anabella as she clasped her gloved hands together.
"What, the dwarf?" asked Rina, lady of the High Court, pointing to the stout faerie merrily humming away as he repeatedly swung his pickaxe at the stone which kept a shimmering blade its pris... | |
[WP] As a dwarf, you always thought it stupid that humans try to draw the sword from the stone. The answer is obvious, mine the sword from the stone. | A pilgrimage to the imaginatively named town of Sword-in-the-Stone was a rite of passage in every young Angle's life. Come of age and travel across the kingdom to test your worthiness, and hope that you would be the one who could free the eponymous sword and become the rightful King or Queen of the Angles.
Brinda had ... | The sword in the stone. Everyone and their mother knew the story of the sword in the stone. It was ridiculous, that a system of government should be decided by what scrawny child could draw a sword out of a stone. And that wasn't even the worst problem. No, the worst of it was that there were a sight too many swords in... | |
[WP] You are a superhero, but you would really rather just live a peaceful life. So you fight every superpowered person in your home city, hero and villain alike, until they finally leave or die. Your home city is the safest around, but still you have been declared one of the worst villains alive. | Ever since I can recall, I had always been good at acting as other people.
When I was but a cast-off abandoned child in the alleyways, I learned how to act as a golden child; becoming the most innocent face in a group as I stole whatever I needed to survive. As time went on however, my skills improved and so did my am... | [NSFW-sorta, language.]
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I've learned to tell when they're coming.
It's usually when I'm doing something I enjoy. Last time, The Avenger stopped by when I was painting in my garage...let's just say I had a new color scheme when he *left.*
This time, it was a peaceful, fun evening at karaoke. The bartender had m... |
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