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[WP] Hiding the fact that you are a half-demon to your classmates is easy as being helpful at school and putting on a friendly face. What could go wrong? Well, nothing's worse than being summoned by one of your classmates, that's for sure. | Ma always said the problem with moving to a new city is finding a place that'll hire you after you've left your umpteenth job. For me, it was leaving my friends behind and jumping into a new playground of strangers. "You can say hi or you can brood alone in the corner", she'd always remind me on the first day of school... | “OwO what’s this who had summoned me?” I say flouring my demonic robes as i rise out of the Summoning circle. With a final flourish of red sparkles and smoke I turn to see -SAM fucken SAM my smile faltered
“Magufuli?” He said poking my blood red robes.
“No stop” I pull my rides away. What am I supposed to do? I turn... | |
[WP] Hiding the fact that you are a half-demon to your classmates is easy as being helpful at school and putting on a friendly face. What could go wrong? Well, nothing's worse than being summoned by one of your classmates, that's for sure. | "Annie?"
Annie took a pair of glasses out of her fluffy Hello Kitty robe to get a better look at the idiot who summoned her. She regretted immediately seeing Shawn from Biology 2301 in front of her with a familiar grimoire and candles around them. Not to mention the slack jawed guy next to him. Did her cousin sell th... | “OwO what’s this who had summoned me?” I say flouring my demonic robes as i rise out of the Summoning circle. With a final flourish of red sparkles and smoke I turn to see -SAM fucken SAM my smile faltered
“Magufuli?” He said poking my blood red robes.
“No stop” I pull my rides away. What am I supposed to do? I turn... | |
[WP] Hiding the fact that you are a half-demon to your classmates is easy as being helpful at school and putting on a friendly face. What could go wrong? Well, nothing's worse than being summoned by one of your classmates, that's for sure. |
It was a quiet Friday afternoon for Reggie. He had the house to himself that night and he was gonna put his feet up and relax…or so he thought. About halfway through a Pink Panther marathon, a circle enveloped his feet.
“Shit!”
He yelled in surprise and annoyance. The circle rose up into a cylinder around him and ... | “OwO what’s this who had summoned me?” I say flouring my demonic robes as i rise out of the Summoning circle. With a final flourish of red sparkles and smoke I turn to see -SAM fucken SAM my smile faltered
“Magufuli?” He said poking my blood red robes.
“No stop” I pull my rides away. What am I supposed to do? I turn... | |
[WP] Hiding the fact that you are a half-demon to your classmates is easy as being helpful at school and putting on a friendly face. What could go wrong? Well, nothing's worse than being summoned by one of your classmates, that's for sure. | “Kyle?!”
Kyle had not been invited to the Halloween sleepover. He hadn’t particularly minded. He was used to keeping his head down in class and getting homework done in his lunch break so he had more time for video games when he got home. The other kids at school weren’t exactly unkind, but Kyle wasn’t the sort of g... | It has been quite a while since my departure from hell, and my permanent residence in the mortal realm began. About 120 mortal years, I suppose.
I've learnt a lot in these years.
Mainly, a lot of humans aren't as stupid as they appear to be.
A small slip up could cost me my entire disguise, which would force me to m... | |
[WP] Hiding the fact that you are a half-demon to your classmates is easy as being helpful at school and putting on a friendly face. What could go wrong? Well, nothing's worse than being summoned by one of your classmates, that's for sure. | “Kyle?!”
Kyle had not been invited to the Halloween sleepover. He hadn’t particularly minded. He was used to keeping his head down in class and getting homework done in his lunch break so he had more time for video games when he got home. The other kids at school weren’t exactly unkind, but Kyle wasn’t the sort of g... | As I was laying down in bed pretending to be asleep, I felt a burning sensation from deep within my chest.
I knew what that meant, and I was ready.
I got up immediately so I wouldn’t be summoned while horizontal.
A ring of red sparks formed at my feet. The sparks got bigger and bigger and bigger until a tornado of ... | |
[WP] You are an Ancient Dragon who had served the royal bloodline for centuries. Then, the famously arrogant and prideful Prince of another kingdom showed up at the capital's doorstep with an army and a demand. "Give me the princess's hand in marriage, or suffer my wrath." | "Your wrath? Child, I have regrets older than your parents and yet you intend to threaten me? For my daughter?" Grand Artificer Archibal stared down at the young prince; Prince Elroy of the Kingdom of Seleswind.
"You know what I can do, who I can rally. I was promised a princess bride by my nineteenth birthday and I.... | Once more I awaken from my slumber to horns and once more I am annoyed. Not even the great deep note that I request? These... Trumpets! They must have a very good reason for this!
Each of my eyes open. A colossal task in itself, the metal fused to my body over Millenia giving my eyelids great weight. I stretch my head... | |
[WP] "Die scum!I will avenge my brother!" the silver knight yells. "Your brother killed my father, i will avenge him in his place bastard!" the gold knight retorts. "What do you mean? your father stole our land!" replies the silver knight. Just how far has this cycle been going on for? | “Die imperial scum!” The Silver Knight screams, clashing swords with his enemy, “I shall avenge my brother!”
“Hold your tongue, savage,” The Gold Knight retorted, his stance full of bloodlust. “That simpleton slit my father’s throat at midnight. Merely executed for his crimes. Cowardly, like all your kind!”
“So what?... | "Die scum!I will avenge my brother!" the silver knight yells.
"Your brother killed my father, I will avenge him in his place bastard!" the golden knight retorts.
"What do you mean? Your father stole our land!"replies the silver knight.
The duel had been going for well over an hour. As per the fair country's laws, ... | |
[WP]Not every hero is a rich idiot with no day job, nor every villain a mad scientist, but most still need supplies. Thus, Super-Mart; a place for the budget-conscious heroes and villains, left alone thanks to a necessary truce. And You just started a summer job there. | "Summer job", how insulting those words had been but when you've suddenly got bills to pay and are "over-qualified" for what you've trained a lifetime to do, but you have to take what you can get sometimes. Had been hilarious though. 2 weeks of orientation and training my tail, 2 hours and the "trainer" had had to ru... | I clocked in and opened my register, and just as I expected, Marcos materialized from a plume of black smoke, and approached me timidly. I had seen him lingering in bat-form under the eaves near the gardening department as I pulled in for my Sunday morning shift.
He only felt comfortable shopping on Sunday mornings wh... | |
[WP]Not every hero is a rich idiot with no day job, nor every villain a mad scientist, but most still need supplies. Thus, Super-Mart; a place for the budget-conscious heroes and villains, left alone thanks to a necessary truce. And You just started a summer job there. | "Summer job", how insulting those words had been but when you've suddenly got bills to pay and are "over-qualified" for what you've trained a lifetime to do, but you have to take what you can get sometimes. Had been hilarious though. 2 weeks of orientation and training my tail, 2 hours and the "trainer" had had to ru... | Let's see, where to start? The founding of Super-Mart, where the budget-conscious super can get what they need at an affordable price? No, fairly straightforward. The agreement between almost all heroes and villains that there was a neutral zone where the store was? No, too complicated, besides, it gets a little confus... | |
[WP]Not every hero is a rich idiot with no day job, nor every villain a mad scientist, but most still need supplies. Thus, Super-Mart; a place for the budget-conscious heroes and villains, left alone thanks to a necessary truce. And You just started a summer job there. | Super-Mart was the dream job of a lifetime, at least for me. Ever since I was a little kid, I always wanted to be a superhero. Catch bad guys, save people from harm, get the girl. Sadly, life had different plans for me. When I was thirteen years old, I was diagnosed with Marfan Syndrome. Competitive sports were out of ... | "How about fifty?"
"I'm not going to sell my death ray for %11 of the cost!"
It's not the weirdest thing you see in Super-Mart two indiviual try to make a living. But I still have to obey the policy
"Sir, we don't have a market for indiviuals. Please use websites like Cap-e or supercave."
Yep, that's me. You're pro... | |
[WP]Not every hero is a rich idiot with no day job, nor every villain a mad scientist, but most still need supplies. Thus, Super-Mart; a place for the budget-conscious heroes and villains, left alone thanks to a necessary truce. And You just started a summer job there. | "Welcome to SuperMart, for when your powers are super but your wallet isn't. How may I help you?" I sigh. When Mum got me a job at SuperMart, I think she thought I'd be more excited, but for fuck's sake, it's just retail in the end. Plus, Ma's a super, I'm used to dealing with supers. This is nothing new.
"My freeze-g... | "How about fifty?"
"I'm not going to sell my death ray for %11 of the cost!"
It's not the weirdest thing you see in Super-Mart two indiviual try to make a living. But I still have to obey the policy
"Sir, we don't have a market for indiviuals. Please use websites like Cap-e or supercave."
Yep, that's me. You're pro... | |
[WP]Not every hero is a rich idiot with no day job, nor every villain a mad scientist, but most still need supplies. Thus, Super-Mart; a place for the budget-conscious heroes and villains, left alone thanks to a necessary truce. And You just started a summer job there. | "Welcome to supermart where our deals are so super, they're evil." I could not believe, that this was how they expected me to greet everybody walking in the door. To say it felt a little ridiculous it's like saying root canal hurt a little bit.
Yet, here I was, regretting ever hearing of Craigslist and their "gigs" ... | "How about fifty?"
"I'm not going to sell my death ray for %11 of the cost!"
It's not the weirdest thing you see in Super-Mart two indiviual try to make a living. But I still have to obey the policy
"Sir, we don't have a market for indiviuals. Please use websites like Cap-e or supercave."
Yep, that's me. You're pro... | |
[WP]Not every hero is a rich idiot with no day job, nor every villain a mad scientist, but most still need supplies. Thus, Super-Mart; a place for the budget-conscious heroes and villains, left alone thanks to a necessary truce. And You just started a summer job there. | It was, without a doubt, one of the strangest atmospheres anyone could have ever experienced. Strolling through the isles was a colorful, but sparse collection of motley dressed supers. It almost felt like the air was on the verge of bursting into flames, the way some of the customers looked at each other.
No one knew... | "How about fifty?"
"I'm not going to sell my death ray for %11 of the cost!"
It's not the weirdest thing you see in Super-Mart two indiviual try to make a living. But I still have to obey the policy
"Sir, we don't have a market for indiviuals. Please use websites like Cap-e or supercave."
Yep, that's me. You're pro... | |
[WP]Not every hero is a rich idiot with no day job, nor every villain a mad scientist, but most still need supplies. Thus, Super-Mart; a place for the budget-conscious heroes and villains, left alone thanks to a necessary truce. And You just started a summer job there. | Even with the superheroes and the villains, my job at Super-Mart would have sucked without Ellie.
She, by contrast, thought it was the best thing ever. We made a strange pair in the checkout line, her at the register, the darling of the clientèle, fawning over and being fawned over in turn, me bagging and being includ... | "How about fifty?"
"I'm not going to sell my death ray for %11 of the cost!"
It's not the weirdest thing you see in Super-Mart two indiviual try to make a living. But I still have to obey the policy
"Sir, we don't have a market for indiviuals. Please use websites like Cap-e or supercave."
Yep, that's me. You're pro... | |
[WP]Not every hero is a rich idiot with no day job, nor every villain a mad scientist, but most still need supplies. Thus, Super-Mart; a place for the budget-conscious heroes and villains, left alone thanks to a necessary truce. And You just started a summer job there. | My store has two oddities: it's a discount store that caters to superheroes and our items are non-refundable.
My first customer of the day knew the store's first quirk. He was unaware of the second.
"But it doesn't work!" he whined through his mask which was shaped like a computer monitor made from the early-1990s.... | "How about fifty?"
"I'm not going to sell my death ray for %11 of the cost!"
It's not the weirdest thing you see in Super-Mart two indiviual try to make a living. But I still have to obey the policy
"Sir, we don't have a market for indiviuals. Please use websites like Cap-e or supercave."
Yep, that's me. You're pro... | |
[WP]Not every hero is a rich idiot with no day job, nor every villain a mad scientist, but most still need supplies. Thus, Super-Mart; a place for the budget-conscious heroes and villains, left alone thanks to a necessary truce. And You just started a summer job there. | "Hey, I need you to tell me what Excelsior just bought."
"What?"
"I just saw him in here. He had a pretty huge bag. What did he get?"
"I have no idea. I'm just stocking shelves."
Praxis looks back over his shoulder like he's being followed. I don't buy it. Nobody follows Praxis. Not even on social media.
"Come on,... | "How about fifty?"
"I'm not going to sell my death ray for %11 of the cost!"
It's not the weirdest thing you see in Super-Mart two indiviual try to make a living. But I still have to obey the policy
"Sir, we don't have a market for indiviuals. Please use websites like Cap-e or supercave."
Yep, that's me. You're pro... | |
[WP]Not every hero is a rich idiot with no day job, nor every villain a mad scientist, but most still need supplies. Thus, Super-Mart; a place for the budget-conscious heroes and villains, left alone thanks to a necessary truce. And You just started a summer job there. | "Welcome to supermart where our deals are so super, they're evil." I could not believe, that this was how they expected me to greet everybody walking in the door. To say it felt a little ridiculous it's like saying root canal hurt a little bit.
Yet, here I was, regretting ever hearing of Craigslist and their "gigs" ... | "Welcome to SuperMart, for when your powers are super but your wallet isn't. How may I help you?" I sigh. When Mum got me a job at SuperMart, I think she thought I'd be more excited, but for fuck's sake, it's just retail in the end. Plus, Ma's a super, I'm used to dealing with supers. This is nothing new.
"My freeze-g... | |
[WP]Not every hero is a rich idiot with no day job, nor every villain a mad scientist, but most still need supplies. Thus, Super-Mart; a place for the budget-conscious heroes and villains, left alone thanks to a necessary truce. And You just started a summer job there. | It was, without a doubt, one of the strangest atmospheres anyone could have ever experienced. Strolling through the isles was a colorful, but sparse collection of motley dressed supers. It almost felt like the air was on the verge of bursting into flames, the way some of the customers looked at each other.
No one knew... | "Welcome to SuperMart, for when your powers are super but your wallet isn't. How may I help you?" I sigh. When Mum got me a job at SuperMart, I think she thought I'd be more excited, but for fuck's sake, it's just retail in the end. Plus, Ma's a super, I'm used to dealing with supers. This is nothing new.
"My freeze-g... | |
[WP]Not every hero is a rich idiot with no day job, nor every villain a mad scientist, but most still need supplies. Thus, Super-Mart; a place for the budget-conscious heroes and villains, left alone thanks to a necessary truce. And You just started a summer job there. | Even with the superheroes and the villains, my job at Super-Mart would have sucked without Ellie.
She, by contrast, thought it was the best thing ever. We made a strange pair in the checkout line, her at the register, the darling of the clientèle, fawning over and being fawned over in turn, me bagging and being includ... | "Welcome to SuperMart, for when your powers are super but your wallet isn't. How may I help you?" I sigh. When Mum got me a job at SuperMart, I think she thought I'd be more excited, but for fuck's sake, it's just retail in the end. Plus, Ma's a super, I'm used to dealing with supers. This is nothing new.
"My freeze-g... | |
[WP]Not every hero is a rich idiot with no day job, nor every villain a mad scientist, but most still need supplies. Thus, Super-Mart; a place for the budget-conscious heroes and villains, left alone thanks to a necessary truce. And You just started a summer job there. | My store has two oddities: it's a discount store that caters to superheroes and our items are non-refundable.
My first customer of the day knew the store's first quirk. He was unaware of the second.
"But it doesn't work!" he whined through his mask which was shaped like a computer monitor made from the early-1990s.... | "Welcome to SuperMart, for when your powers are super but your wallet isn't. How may I help you?" I sigh. When Mum got me a job at SuperMart, I think she thought I'd be more excited, but for fuck's sake, it's just retail in the end. Plus, Ma's a super, I'm used to dealing with supers. This is nothing new.
"My freeze-g... | |
[WP]Not every hero is a rich idiot with no day job, nor every villain a mad scientist, but most still need supplies. Thus, Super-Mart; a place for the budget-conscious heroes and villains, left alone thanks to a necessary truce. And You just started a summer job there. | "Hey, I need you to tell me what Excelsior just bought."
"What?"
"I just saw him in here. He had a pretty huge bag. What did he get?"
"I have no idea. I'm just stocking shelves."
Praxis looks back over his shoulder like he's being followed. I don't buy it. Nobody follows Praxis. Not even on social media.
"Come on,... | "Welcome to SuperMart, for when your powers are super but your wallet isn't. How may I help you?" I sigh. When Mum got me a job at SuperMart, I think she thought I'd be more excited, but for fuck's sake, it's just retail in the end. Plus, Ma's a super, I'm used to dealing with supers. This is nothing new.
"My freeze-g... | |
[WP]Not every hero is a rich idiot with no day job, nor every villain a mad scientist, but most still need supplies. Thus, Super-Mart; a place for the budget-conscious heroes and villains, left alone thanks to a necessary truce. And You just started a summer job there. | It was, without a doubt, one of the strangest atmospheres anyone could have ever experienced. Strolling through the isles was a colorful, but sparse collection of motley dressed supers. It almost felt like the air was on the verge of bursting into flames, the way some of the customers looked at each other.
No one knew... | Not everybody knew about the Super-Mart, but everybody who knew it would definitely not recommend it to anybody else—because friend or foe, inexpensive super supplies are in short supply.
For a stranger passing by, attracted by the always present banner that read “CLOSING SALE,”, one would walk in through the door, no... | |
[WP]Not every hero is a rich idiot with no day job, nor every villain a mad scientist, but most still need supplies. Thus, Super-Mart; a place for the budget-conscious heroes and villains, left alone thanks to a necessary truce. And You just started a summer job there. | Even with the superheroes and the villains, my job at Super-Mart would have sucked without Ellie.
She, by contrast, thought it was the best thing ever. We made a strange pair in the checkout line, her at the register, the darling of the clientèle, fawning over and being fawned over in turn, me bagging and being includ... | Not everybody knew about the Super-Mart, but everybody who knew it would definitely not recommend it to anybody else—because friend or foe, inexpensive super supplies are in short supply.
For a stranger passing by, attracted by the always present banner that read “CLOSING SALE,”, one would walk in through the door, no... | |
[WP]Not every hero is a rich idiot with no day job, nor every villain a mad scientist, but most still need supplies. Thus, Super-Mart; a place for the budget-conscious heroes and villains, left alone thanks to a necessary truce. And You just started a summer job there. | My store has two oddities: it's a discount store that caters to superheroes and our items are non-refundable.
My first customer of the day knew the store's first quirk. He was unaware of the second.
"But it doesn't work!" he whined through his mask which was shaped like a computer monitor made from the early-1990s.... | Not everybody knew about the Super-Mart, but everybody who knew it would definitely not recommend it to anybody else—because friend or foe, inexpensive super supplies are in short supply.
For a stranger passing by, attracted by the always present banner that read “CLOSING SALE,”, one would walk in through the door, no... | |
[WP]Not every hero is a rich idiot with no day job, nor every villain a mad scientist, but most still need supplies. Thus, Super-Mart; a place for the budget-conscious heroes and villains, left alone thanks to a necessary truce. And You just started a summer job there. | "Hey, I need you to tell me what Excelsior just bought."
"What?"
"I just saw him in here. He had a pretty huge bag. What did he get?"
"I have no idea. I'm just stocking shelves."
Praxis looks back over his shoulder like he's being followed. I don't buy it. Nobody follows Praxis. Not even on social media.
"Come on,... | Not everybody knew about the Super-Mart, but everybody who knew it would definitely not recommend it to anybody else—because friend or foe, inexpensive super supplies are in short supply.
For a stranger passing by, attracted by the always present banner that read “CLOSING SALE,”, one would walk in through the door, no... | |
[WP]Not every hero is a rich idiot with no day job, nor every villain a mad scientist, but most still need supplies. Thus, Super-Mart; a place for the budget-conscious heroes and villains, left alone thanks to a necessary truce. And You just started a summer job there. | My store has two oddities: it's a discount store that caters to superheroes and our items are non-refundable.
My first customer of the day knew the store's first quirk. He was unaware of the second.
"But it doesn't work!" he whined through his mask which was shaped like a computer monitor made from the early-1990s.... | Even with the superheroes and the villains, my job at Super-Mart would have sucked without Ellie.
She, by contrast, thought it was the best thing ever. We made a strange pair in the checkout line, her at the register, the darling of the clientèle, fawning over and being fawned over in turn, me bagging and being includ... | |
[WP] You are a powerful ancient wizard, masquerading as an unassuming, friendly and senile history teacher. But when a supervillain threatens your school, they learn to never underestimate senior citizens. | “I was there, Gandalf. I was there three thousand years ago.”
I watched as the class burst into laughter, and I tried to hide a rueful smile. Teenagers—thousand years ago, or now, they laughed the same way.
I still enjoyed teaching, but as time passed, my ancient arts became far more touchy to the general public—than... | "Professor Wilde, I really enjoyed your lecture today on the Battle of Waterloo." One of Erwin Wilde's students said to him as the aging professor prepared to leave the school.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, Jefferson," Wilde smiled at the young lad, as he packed a notebook into a briefcase. "And always remember, the Duke... | |
[WP] You are a powerful ancient wizard, masquerading as an unassuming, friendly and senile history teacher. But when a supervillain threatens your school, they learn to never underestimate senior citizens. | Memory magic is a wonderful thing, is they not? Terrible and beautiful, capable of so much, yet few ever grasp the breadth of their potential.
Sure, you'll have the occasional otherwise weak wizard thinking he can just go around memory wiping people and taking their fame for themselves, only to screw up one day and fo... | “professor, I don’t think you should go out there, it sounded like gunshots!” bright eyes look up at me in fear, as my students huddle together out of sight of the door to the classroom.
“Nonsense, I will just be a moment! I have to make sure you are all as safe as I can manage after all!” I smile as reassuring as ... | |
[WP] You are a powerful ancient wizard, masquerading as an unassuming, friendly and senile history teacher. But when a supervillain threatens your school, they learn to never underestimate senior citizens. | Mr. Tarquin had been the history teacher at Montmort High School for ages. He seemed ancient to the students. Many of their parents said they had also had Mr. Tarquin for history when they went to school, and he had seemed ancient to them then. Even some grandparents insisted that he'd been their ancient history teache... | “professor, I don’t think you should go out there, it sounded like gunshots!” bright eyes look up at me in fear, as my students huddle together out of sight of the door to the classroom.
“Nonsense, I will just be a moment! I have to make sure you are all as safe as I can manage after all!” I smile as reassuring as ... | |
[WP] You are a powerful ancient wizard, masquerading as an unassuming, friendly and senile history teacher. But when a supervillain threatens your school, they learn to never underestimate senior citizens. | Mr. Tarquin had been the history teacher at Montmort High School for ages. He seemed ancient to the students. Many of their parents said they had also had Mr. Tarquin for history when they went to school, and he had seemed ancient to them then. Even some grandparents insisted that he'd been their ancient history teache... | Memory magic is a wonderful thing, is they not? Terrible and beautiful, capable of so much, yet few ever grasp the breadth of their potential.
Sure, you'll have the occasional otherwise weak wizard thinking he can just go around memory wiping people and taking their fame for themselves, only to screw up one day and fo... | |
[WP] You crack open your fortune cookie. It reads "the man 10 feet behind you plans to kill you." | ‘The man 10 feet behind you plans to kill you.’ I read as I raised my brow quizzically. These fortune cookies are the bomb if these are the kind of predictions they make. Bet they had their intern write these to get good with the young folks these days.
I still could not help but turn around and scan the cafe behind m... | I smirk. *Bring it on.*
The Chinese-American mom and pop shop around the corner from my apartment had devised the best method for sharing secret messages, print out tailor made messages to certain clients such as myself. In return, they were forever under our protection. You would be surprised how much intel a 3rd ge... | |
[WP] It's Halloween, the anniversary of when everyone became the costume they were wearing. Those who skipped Trick-or-treating or don't celebrate were lucky, but now they must live with friends and family who became "the cursed". | None of the changes were psycological. This at the very least we could be thankful for. Sure, a bunch of people who were wearing sexy nurse outfits were transmogrified into people wearing impractical nurse outfits, and did not in fact get a free nursing qualification out of the deal. On the other hand, Hanible Lector h... | Twas an odd night, that 31st of October.
To play, to spook, to party, to love.
On that night the girls wore sexy costumes,
Of nurses, of cats, of plague doctors, of bats
While the boys wore dress of the torn,
The horrifying, the bloody, the bold.
Still others made fun, dressing as a lark
As the opposite sex, anoth... | |
[WP] It's Halloween, the anniversary of when everyone became the costume they were wearing. Those who skipped Trick-or-treating or don't celebrate were lucky, but now they must live with friends and family who became "the cursed". | If I had known that magic was going to come back into the world on Halloween I definitely would've stayed away from the college party I was at...Seeing my closest friends turn into their costumes was beyond horrifying. Some got off lucky, turning into Princess peach or Willy Wonka Others...not so much; the apartment go... | Here in Sudan, we don't really get to celebrate holidays like Halloween and Christmas, like they do in the west. My only connection to them is the occasional Instagram post, and a few parties around the capital where the "westernized" youth go to offload their energy, before going about their business the next day. Her... | |
[WP] It's Halloween, the anniversary of when everyone became the costume they were wearing. Those who skipped Trick-or-treating or don't celebrate were lucky, but now they must live with friends and family who became "the cursed". | If we had only known in advance.
There were so many people with so man idea of what they could have done, how they could have fixed everything if only they had known in *advance*. Plain white robes and long, bushy white beards were common costumes for men these days - just *in case it ever happened again*. We wanted t... | Here in Sudan, we don't really get to celebrate holidays like Halloween and Christmas, like they do in the west. My only connection to them is the occasional Instagram post, and a few parties around the capital where the "westernized" youth go to offload their energy, before going about their business the next day. Her... | |
[WP] It's Halloween, the anniversary of when everyone became the costume they were wearing. Those who skipped Trick-or-treating or don't celebrate were lucky, but now they must live with friends and family who became "the cursed". | Ah, Halloween. My favourite time of year. I love seeing all the little ghouls and goblins running around, enjoying themselves. The world has changed a lot in the one year since "The Curse". Different countries handled it differently; Russia and China cracked down on those that were changed very quickly, many of them di... | It is 1 am. The orange street lights illuminate the empty urban streets in the late night. Howls can be heard from afar, and the a few creatures of the night prowl about. Meanwhile, I am sitting in my house to my lonesome while worrying about my girlfriend. She is out for a Halloween party with her friends and I trust ... | |
[WP] You are a Michelin star anonymous critic. You have to keep your identity secret. Unfortunately, you accidentally cross paths with a government spy one day whilst reviewing a restaurant, and they think they're meeting with another spy. | A few well-placed burps help conceal me. I eat like a man possessed, or a dog who hasn't seen food in weeks. To the untrained eye, I do not savour the aftertaste, but in secret, I take my time, keeping the meal in my mouth for a substantial period while getting through more. Here, alone in a dark corner, I revel in the... | Franz had their fork halfway to their mouth when the fellow sat down heavily in the chair opposite. The man was fat, bald, wearing an absurd bushy mustache and pastel golf clothing. He puffed as he sat, and was looking expectantly at Franz. Franz said nothing, and the floret of broccoli they'd balanced on their fork pl... | |
[WP] Your video channel of historical cooking is going viral because people love your "historical detail". Secretly, you're immortal and really just making old dishes you liked. Except you slip up and make something with a detail not in the historical record. | Your video channel of historical cooking is going viral because people love your "historical detail". Secretly, you're immortal and really just making old dishes you liked. Except you slip up and make something with a detail not in the historical record.
Quickly you think about the region you learned that dish from an... | It was a regular Sunday where I was making a good old fashioned English breakfast. Bacon, hash browns, beans, black pudding and a reasonable helping of eggs. My viewers always enjoyed this one particularly noting the strangeness of English cuisine and how American food was clearly superior. Infidels. I'll show them. I ... | |
[WP] Your video channel of historical cooking is going viral because people love your "historical detail". Secretly, you're immortal and really just making old dishes you liked. Except you slip up and make something with a detail not in the historical record. | "Okay, stop the video right there--" Alfred Wilfred Janus said to Detective Kidrow, jabbing a meaty finger on her mac screen and leaving a greasy fingerprint.
*"Please don't touch the screen,"* Jane Kidrow wanted to say to the historian for the third time. She didn't.
The sixty-three year old man was a sweetheart and... | It's Saturday morning. I wake up with a smile on my face. My phone has been going off like crazy all morning and I know it's because of the video I uploaded yesterday at night on my account.
Not paying any attention on my phone and with a winning smirk plastered on my face I make my morning cup of coffee. I take a ... | |
[WP] Zombies were never annihilated and became an endless plague. But humans got so good at killing them, that society moved on. They are now just another annoyance to get rid of during this new normal. | Normally the process of cremation within 12 hours of death is more than enough to prevent the undead from rising, but of course every now and then a corpse or two is left a little too long be it from the corpse being poorly accessible or simply the death being unknown until it was too late. This naturally is very incon... | Hordes upon hordes surrounded the building. No escape, no where to run. Michael stood filling up a glass.
"Thanks Michael" A woman grasped, "Damn these things never shut up. I mean I'm trying to manage people's taxes while all I hear is—"
A corpse, banged on the window, "Brainssss!"
"That. Zombies man" She drank.
"... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | Having lived in a cabin alone for quite a long time in a secluded forest in Russia, waking up in a death game was... mildly annoying. Being a reformed demon, I had to avoid any and all contact with humanity to save their life, and whoever was in charge clearly didn't like that idea.
I looked around scanning for any ot... | "Heeey, Hal?.... promise you won't get mad."
Guards keep their riffles trained on my head while I speak into the receiver. Their aim is steady, but I can hear their hearts pounding against the kevlar, as well as smell the sweat pooling behind their masks.
"Becky?!" Hal's voice sounds frantic. Poor guy, probably didn... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | Having lived in a cabin alone for quite a long time in a secluded forest in Russia, waking up in a death game was... mildly annoying. Being a reformed demon, I had to avoid any and all contact with humanity to save their life, and whoever was in charge clearly didn't like that idea.
I looked around scanning for any ot... | *Apologies about this being so long. The build-up to the grand event takes a while, but it's worth it, I promise. ;)*
PART 1:
Holger opened his eyes with a groan. His skull felt as if it was being hammered to pieces from the inside out. He groggily sat up, rubbing the back of his head.
The king and his closest advis... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | I sat still through the PA announcement, through the resulting chaos as people tried to find an escape.
I followed silently as we were herded down a dark corridor into a much larger enclosure lined by concrete walls but open to the sky above. Around us, I saw weapons on metal racks, sharp edges catching the glint of ... | hexadecimal arena games incident report 273.10190.101
player 273, self styled "leftist revolutionary" was terminated today after attempting to lead a "worker's coup" against game staff.
to note, subject's massively obese frame proved difficult for support staff to remove from arena. subject's organs deemed too damage... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | Why was it that everytime he wanted some peace and quiet, SOMETHING happened. Last week, his flatmates managed to set the kitchen on fire making cereal, the week before that his parents dropped in and decided to tell him they were getting divorced and now he was on the popular hit death game tv reality nonsense show "W... | hexadecimal arena games incident report 273.10190.101
player 273, self styled "leftist revolutionary" was terminated today after attempting to lead a "worker's coup" against game staff.
to note, subject's massively obese frame proved difficult for support staff to remove from arena. subject's organs deemed too damage... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | ​
I used to work as a salesman. I was good at it, but not as good as I could be. I used to say it was because I have a soul. I helped people get what they needed, not what I would make the most profit from.
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The way I saw it, it would make them actually want to come back. Build a solid relatio... | hexadecimal arena games incident report 273.10190.101
player 273, self styled "leftist revolutionary" was terminated today after attempting to lead a "worker's coup" against game staff.
to note, subject's massively obese frame proved difficult for support staff to remove from arena. subject's organs deemed too damage... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | Games.
They equate this death sport to that of a child’s past time. Day after day, they pit us against one another in a soirée of violence that only ends when of us stops breathing. They sit upon a monolithic throne that encapsulates the arena, cheering with wild abandon as we bleed for them, scratch and claw, rend a... | hexadecimal arena games incident report 273.10190.101
player 273, self styled "leftist revolutionary" was terminated today after attempting to lead a "worker's coup" against game staff.
to note, subject's massively obese frame proved difficult for support staff to remove from arena. subject's organs deemed too damage... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | sry for bad writing and short text, am on mobile
edit: spelling
As I heard a loud alarm I covered my ears with my hands. "Just one more minute" I said, half awake, half asleep.
As I slowly started to gain consciousness I looked around. I was in a gigantic room, filled with beds, all identical. This wasn't even remot... | hexadecimal arena games incident report 273.10190.101
player 273, self styled "leftist revolutionary" was terminated today after attempting to lead a "worker's coup" against game staff.
to note, subject's massively obese frame proved difficult for support staff to remove from arena. subject's organs deemed too damage... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | Why was it that everytime he wanted some peace and quiet, SOMETHING happened. Last week, his flatmates managed to set the kitchen on fire making cereal, the week before that his parents dropped in and decided to tell him they were getting divorced and now he was on the popular hit death game tv reality nonsense show "W... | I sat still through the PA announcement, through the resulting chaos as people tried to find an escape.
I followed silently as we were herded down a dark corridor into a much larger enclosure lined by concrete walls but open to the sky above. Around us, I saw weapons on metal racks, sharp edges catching the glint of ... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | ​
I used to work as a salesman. I was good at it, but not as good as I could be. I used to say it was because I have a soul. I helped people get what they needed, not what I would make the most profit from.
​
The way I saw it, it would make them actually want to come back. Build a solid relatio... | I sat still through the PA announcement, through the resulting chaos as people tried to find an escape.
I followed silently as we were herded down a dark corridor into a much larger enclosure lined by concrete walls but open to the sky above. Around us, I saw weapons on metal racks, sharp edges catching the glint of ... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | sry for bad writing and short text, am on mobile
edit: spelling
As I heard a loud alarm I covered my ears with my hands. "Just one more minute" I said, half awake, half asleep.
As I slowly started to gain consciousness I looked around. I was in a gigantic room, filled with beds, all identical. This wasn't even remot... | I sat still through the PA announcement, through the resulting chaos as people tried to find an escape.
I followed silently as we were herded down a dark corridor into a much larger enclosure lined by concrete walls but open to the sky above. Around us, I saw weapons on metal racks, sharp edges catching the glint of ... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | ​
I used to work as a salesman. I was good at it, but not as good as I could be. I used to say it was because I have a soul. I helped people get what they needed, not what I would make the most profit from.
​
The way I saw it, it would make them actually want to come back. Build a solid relatio... | Why was it that everytime he wanted some peace and quiet, SOMETHING happened. Last week, his flatmates managed to set the kitchen on fire making cereal, the week before that his parents dropped in and decided to tell him they were getting divorced and now he was on the popular hit death game tv reality nonsense show "W... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | sry for bad writing and short text, am on mobile
edit: spelling
As I heard a loud alarm I covered my ears with my hands. "Just one more minute" I said, half awake, half asleep.
As I slowly started to gain consciousness I looked around. I was in a gigantic room, filled with beds, all identical. This wasn't even remot... | Why was it that everytime he wanted some peace and quiet, SOMETHING happened. Last week, his flatmates managed to set the kitchen on fire making cereal, the week before that his parents dropped in and decided to tell him they were getting divorced and now he was on the popular hit death game tv reality nonsense show "W... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | ​
I used to work as a salesman. I was good at it, but not as good as I could be. I used to say it was because I have a soul. I helped people get what they needed, not what I would make the most profit from.
​
The way I saw it, it would make them actually want to come back. Build a solid relatio... | As I lay on my cot 5 beds up, I surveyed my surroundings.
To my left, Jang Deok-Su fondled his pocket knife, safely guarded by his makeshift miscreant thugs. Way over to my right, Seong Gi-Hun, playing the hero with his misfit crew, was polishing off his fortress. Insofar as you can "polish off" a castle made of cots... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | Games.
They equate this death sport to that of a child’s past time. Day after day, they pit us against one another in a soirée of violence that only ends when of us stops breathing. They sit upon a monolithic throne that encapsulates the arena, cheering with wild abandon as we bleed for them, scratch and claw, rend a... | As I lay on my cot 5 beds up, I surveyed my surroundings.
To my left, Jang Deok-Su fondled his pocket knife, safely guarded by his makeshift miscreant thugs. Way over to my right, Seong Gi-Hun, playing the hero with his misfit crew, was polishing off his fortress. Insofar as you can "polish off" a castle made of cots... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | sry for bad writing and short text, am on mobile
edit: spelling
As I heard a loud alarm I covered my ears with my hands. "Just one more minute" I said, half awake, half asleep.
As I slowly started to gain consciousness I looked around. I was in a gigantic room, filled with beds, all identical. This wasn't even remot... | As I lay on my cot 5 beds up, I surveyed my surroundings.
To my left, Jang Deok-Su fondled his pocket knife, safely guarded by his makeshift miscreant thugs. Way over to my right, Seong Gi-Hun, playing the hero with his misfit crew, was polishing off his fortress. Insofar as you can "polish off" a castle made of cots... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | Games.
They equate this death sport to that of a child’s past time. Day after day, they pit us against one another in a soirée of violence that only ends when of us stops breathing. They sit upon a monolithic throne that encapsulates the arena, cheering with wild abandon as we bleed for them, scratch and claw, rend a... | Continuing to laugh hysterically as the first game was announced, Sam fell off his bed while everyone either listened intently to the announcer or stared at the crazy man. “The first game you will be playing, is baseball!” The announcer said, as Sam began to snort loudly while laughing. “You each have a number on your ... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | sry for bad writing and short text, am on mobile
edit: spelling
As I heard a loud alarm I covered my ears with my hands. "Just one more minute" I said, half awake, half asleep.
As I slowly started to gain consciousness I looked around. I was in a gigantic room, filled with beds, all identical. This wasn't even remot... | Continuing to laugh hysterically as the first game was announced, Sam fell off his bed while everyone either listened intently to the announcer or stared at the crazy man. “The first game you will be playing, is baseball!” The announcer said, as Sam began to snort loudly while laughing. “You each have a number on your ... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | Today was not going my way at all. first, i find out that i was kidnapped by some wackos and placed in a room with a bunch of strangers and next i'm being told that this is a death game and i am going to be competing whether i like it or not.
the people around me are starting to panic, some curling up into the fetal ... | Continuing to laugh hysterically as the first game was announced, Sam fell off his bed while everyone either listened intently to the announcer or stared at the crazy man. “The first game you will be playing, is baseball!” The announcer said, as Sam began to snort loudly while laughing. “You each have a number on your ... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | It took awhile to figure it out. Once I did, a lot of half memories and seemingly “tall tales” told by adults for laughs at holiday parties that were nothing more than an excuse for self proclaimed responsible parents to let loose started to make sense.
I can’t die.
Not in the “immortal will survive any blow” kind ... | Continuing to laugh hysterically as the first game was announced, Sam fell off his bed while everyone either listened intently to the announcer or stared at the crazy man. “The first game you will be playing, is baseball!” The announcer said, as Sam began to snort loudly while laughing. “You each have a number on your ... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | sry for bad writing and short text, am on mobile
edit: spelling
As I heard a loud alarm I covered my ears with my hands. "Just one more minute" I said, half awake, half asleep.
As I slowly started to gain consciousness I looked around. I was in a gigantic room, filled with beds, all identical. This wasn't even remot... | Games.
They equate this death sport to that of a child’s past time. Day after day, they pit us against one another in a soirée of violence that only ends when of us stops breathing. They sit upon a monolithic throne that encapsulates the arena, cheering with wild abandon as we bleed for them, scratch and claw, rend a... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | It took awhile to figure it out. Once I did, a lot of half memories and seemingly “tall tales” told by adults for laughs at holiday parties that were nothing more than an excuse for self proclaimed responsible parents to let loose started to make sense.
I can’t die.
Not in the “immortal will survive any blow” kind ... | Today was not going my way at all. first, i find out that i was kidnapped by some wackos and placed in a room with a bunch of strangers and next i'm being told that this is a death game and i am going to be competing whether i like it or not.
the people around me are starting to panic, some curling up into the fetal ... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | It took awhile to figure it out. Once I did, a lot of half memories and seemingly “tall tales” told by adults for laughs at holiday parties that were nothing more than an excuse for self proclaimed responsible parents to let loose started to make sense.
I can’t die.
Not in the “immortal will survive any blow” kind ... | I glanced generously around the room, sizing up my opponents, my lips curling back into a grin, though not far enough to reveal what I am. Oh how these fool humans have gaffed. And those cretins, behind their one way window, they think they're so clever, don't they? Little do they know, I can see them, clear as day, or... | |
[WP] You awake to find yourself in a room with a multitude of people. After some confusion a voice speaks over the PA system. You've somehow been placed in a death game for the entertainment of the rich. You begin to laugh hysterically, as this is SOOO not going to go the way they want it to. | I noticed something was wrong the instant I began to regain consciousness. I'm very fond of the softness of my bed, and this was nowhere close to that.
Before trying to Jump anywhere, I opened my eyes and glanced around. I found myself in a dimly lit stark metal room with another bunk opposite mine.
I looked over the... | I glanced generously around the room, sizing up my opponents, my lips curling back into a grin, though not far enough to reveal what I am. Oh how these fool humans have gaffed. And those cretins, behind their one way window, they think they're so clever, don't they? Little do they know, I can see them, clear as day, or... | |
[WP] You went to hell laughing, when you arrived just as you expected, you did not receive chains but instead you received claps and cheering. | When Aeryn died she didn’t expect anything else. For her, the light at the end of the tunnel had always been a fire. Eternal flame, chains and probably some gruesome demons that’d enjoy torturing her. Who knows how hell would exactly look, but the premise was clear. And with that, Aeryn’s future was clear.
So, as she... | Charon steals glances at me. He's dressed in a tattered, black robe and his face, hidden beneath his hood, appears as dark as the waters of the river Styx around us.
I don't normally do this, he says.
Being ferried across the river separating the land of the living from the land of the dead isn't how I pictured it. I... | |
[WP] Two astronauts admire the view of Earth from the moon. After being given a nod of approval, one astronaut presses a button and the planet explodes. | The craft they sat in was dark, covered in shadows and blackness as they waited. The two astronauts sung a tune together, a duet, as the planet they circled turned in its orbit. Shadows slowly dispersed, rays of light radiating in through dirty, dusted windows.
The sun crested the pale blue planet below, a beautiful a... | There was a certain sense of wonder that came innately from looking upon the Earth from this high up. The birthplace of all Humanity, countless wars have been fought over scraps of land on its surface, endless tales of love, tragedy and growth danced upon its surface for untold ages. It was the cradle of life, the most... | |
[WP] An alien rover lands in rural America and proceeds to explore. Humanity keeps its distance, curious as to what it would do. It starts collecting grass and corn samples, scratching pieces of road, sampling the atmosphere and drilling holes in the mud. Till it comes across a stray cow... | Humanity, in our infinite wisdom and profound maturity, decided to call it the Ball.
We called it the Ball, because some government spokesman, trying to calm people who were nervous about the phrase “alien probe,” called it a Benign Artificial Lander.
That, and it was round.
It landed in Nebraska, because the only p... | We were under scrutiny. The drone poked, probed, and did a thorough analysis of our Earth, with no regard to us at all. It quickly became known that nothing can disrupt the task; any person, vehicle, and projectile couldn't penetrate its invisible force-field. So we waited.
Then one day the drone ventured into our bio... | |
[WP] A virus causes all animals on Earth to become hostile towards each other. A tech startup mass produces small spheres which can contain the animals, while the government starts a propaganda campaign that encourages young children to “catch them all”. | [Poem].
The sickness of beast, forced nature to rage.
Our humanity had shaken its cage.
Reflecting man’s heart, in hatred and war.
This virus has mirrored our core.
Evolutionary change threatens existence.
No we will not bow down.
To nature we’ve conquered, at times persistence.
Now we begin to drown. ... | i walk down the stairs to see my mother waiting for me. i immediately notice that she has caught this heinous virus "human!" she screeches as she darts towards me. i instinctively pull out my catcher circles from my pockets and throw the one labeled "little brother" on the floor, my little brother materializes out of t... | |
[WP] A virus causes all animals on Earth to become hostile towards each other. A tech startup mass produces small spheres which can contain the animals, while the government starts a propaganda campaign that encourages young children to “catch them all”. | The ‘Catch them all’ campaign was met with much contention when it was proposed. Really? The government planned to send children out to capture hostile animals. In what world did that make any sense? Despite this contention, the legislation passed, making it legal for children over the age of ten to capture these wild ... | "Well what the fuck do you want me to do about it, Delia?!" Samuel shouted, gripping the back of his skull.
"Well," she screamed back "Forgetting the fact that you, unasked, created a pocket encyclopedia, you could, at least, not have volunteered our goddamn *child* to this 'sport.'"
"He wants to do it! He told me b... | |
[WP] You are the last human left in existence after aliens resurrect you from death. Apparently, the aliens found Earth some time ago and are trying to figure out what caused the destruction of all life on the planet. They ask you what you remember about your life before you died. | "I mean, everything's still a little blurry, but I *think* I was an unemployed community college student living in a van."
All things considered, Harper thought she was handling the situation well. She wasn't certain how most people would react to being brought back to life, surrounded by people who weren't human. She... | Your first thought is panic.
Are they still on you? Have they found some way to control you? Have they infiltrated you somehow? What are you seeing?
More accurately, has IT found some way to control you?
A calm, robotic voice breaks into your thoughts.
"Please do not be alarmed organism, you are in friendly compan... | |
[WP] There has been a murder at a dinner party. It's a good thing you're a necromancer so you can speed along the investigation and ask the victim what happened. | "for fucks sake Pete!" I cried "I know I've been one to exaggerate before but this isn't something you test"
"What?" Pete exclaimed, equally exasperated and still holding the broken bottle in his hand as the corpse lay at his feet "I don't see what the issue is, you say you're a necromancer! You will have her back on ... | Cassidy works as a loan manager for Loan America, a small private equity bank. It's been a hard week; she's spent hours upon hours responding to the demands of millionaires Aubrey and Mark Preston, who are involved in a massive real estate project. She's had to put up with their endless, boring stories about real estat... | |
[WP] There has been a murder at a dinner party. It's a good thing you're a necromancer so you can speed along the investigation and ask the victim what happened. | You chant your spell as the departed slowly rises. Between two groans, a barely audible "y..you" can be heard by all the guests. Nervous, you keep going; surely there is more to what the decreased has to say. Finally, a loud gasp fills the silent, anticipating room, and your newly reanimated servant stand strongly on h... | Cassidy works as a loan manager for Loan America, a small private equity bank. It's been a hard week; she's spent hours upon hours responding to the demands of millionaires Aubrey and Mark Preston, who are involved in a massive real estate project. She's had to put up with their endless, boring stories about real estat... | |
[WP] There has been a murder at a dinner party. It's a good thing you're a necromancer so you can speed along the investigation and ask the victim what happened. | A shrill scream pierced the quiet evening causing the murmur of conversation to end abruptly. Guests filed out of the dining room and down the hall into the grand library this mansion housed. Tracy stood over a dead body - her husband, a knife buried in his chest and blood in a wide pool around his body. He was clearly... | Cassidy works as a loan manager for Loan America, a small private equity bank. It's been a hard week; she's spent hours upon hours responding to the demands of millionaires Aubrey and Mark Preston, who are involved in a massive real estate project. She's had to put up with their endless, boring stories about real estat... | |
[WP] There has been a murder at a dinner party. It's a good thing you're a necromancer so you can speed along the investigation and ask the victim what happened. | You chant your spell as the departed slowly rises. Between two groans, a barely audible "y..you" can be heard by all the guests. Nervous, you keep going; surely there is more to what the decreased has to say. Finally, a loud gasp fills the silent, anticipating room, and your newly reanimated servant stand strongly on h... | "for fucks sake Pete!" I cried "I know I've been one to exaggerate before but this isn't something you test"
"What?" Pete exclaimed, equally exasperated and still holding the broken bottle in his hand as the corpse lay at his feet "I don't see what the issue is, you say you're a necromancer! You will have her back on ... | |
[WP] There has been a murder at a dinner party. It's a good thing you're a necromancer so you can speed along the investigation and ask the victim what happened. | Madison puffed his pipe slowly as his hands worked on the sigils. The crowd from the party watched intently - it was so rare to be able to see a necromancer in action - they weren't nearly as common as invokers, spellbinders or illusionists. The smoke from the pipe mixed with the ritual incense - a lady in the back cou... | Mark stood over the body, his sleeves rolled up as high as they could go, and started to hum the incantation he was taught all those years ago.
“Buíonn dár slua, thar toinn do ráinig chugainn!” he spat, the other guests gasping as he finished up. For a moment, nothing happened. A woman hummed nervously, whispering to... | |
[WP] When someone dies, the afterlife they go to is determined by WHERE they died. Dying in Scandinavia sends the soul to Valhalla or Hel, but dying in Greece lands them in the Underworld, and so on. You have just died in Antarctica. | Doug planned for this day. Imagined what it would be like. How it would feel. Somehow, he miscalculated. He assumed it would be mother nature to bring about his end. Not a bad guess, if one ignores hindsight exists. Doug imagined he would die braving the bitter cold as it swallowed him whole. Or being mauled by a creat... | My name is, was, John. And this is how I died.
I was part of an exploratory expedition that had been sent to excavate a pyramid, one that had only been recently discovered by the melting of the ice. I had brought my son and daughter to share in the joy of the discovery of a life time, my ex wife knowing to stay well a... | |
[WP] When someone dies, the afterlife they go to is determined by WHERE they died. Dying in Scandinavia sends the soul to Valhalla or Hel, but dying in Greece lands them in the Underworld, and so on. You have just died in Antarctica. | "So that's it...?"
My fingers were already getting numb, thankfully it was midday and the weather good, for what difference it made.
"You should really hurry up, you're so *long*, it can't be easy to pull the clothes off"
The penguin was a few meters away, "Alfred" saw the whole thing and came to explain. I must hav... | My name is, was, John. And this is how I died.
I was part of an exploratory expedition that had been sent to excavate a pyramid, one that had only been recently discovered by the melting of the ice. I had brought my son and daughter to share in the joy of the discovery of a life time, my ex wife knowing to stay well a... | |
[WP] When someone dies, the afterlife they go to is determined by WHERE they died. Dying in Scandinavia sends the soul to Valhalla or Hel, but dying in Greece lands them in the Underworld, and so on. You have just died in Antarctica. | You wake up after dying. Looking around, you can see walls of thick blue ice and rocklike lumps on the ground. Everywhere you look, you see it. Ice. The air is cold, and you can taste iron and salt on your tongue.
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As you stand up, you realise you can see other people, and you run over to one. They r... | The vastness of swirling snow slowly faded, and was replaced by a vastness of swirling snow.
I didn't even notice the transition, visually. I was a bit preoccupied with the whole 'dying' thing.
I did notice that I could move, now. More than that, I wasn't cold. I wasn't warm, either, but when you froze to death sc... | |
[WP] When someone dies, the afterlife they go to is determined by WHERE they died. Dying in Scandinavia sends the soul to Valhalla or Hel, but dying in Greece lands them in the Underworld, and so on. You have just died in Antarctica. | "So that's it...?"
My fingers were already getting numb, thankfully it was midday and the weather good, for what difference it made.
"You should really hurry up, you're so *long*, it can't be easy to pull the clothes off"
The penguin was a few meters away, "Alfred" saw the whole thing and came to explain. I must hav... | The vastness of swirling snow slowly faded, and was replaced by a vastness of swirling snow.
I didn't even notice the transition, visually. I was a bit preoccupied with the whole 'dying' thing.
I did notice that I could move, now. More than that, I wasn't cold. I wasn't warm, either, but when you froze to death sc... | |
[WP] When someone dies, the afterlife they go to is determined by WHERE they died. Dying in Scandinavia sends the soul to Valhalla or Hel, but dying in Greece lands them in the Underworld, and so on. You have just died in Antarctica. | You are sleepy. You've been wandering for hours. It was just a quick run from the research building to the shed, but in a terrible snow storm, you lost your way. If you just lay down, for just a second, you can catch your breath, you can give your eyes a rest, you'll be back up... right as rain... you'll... be...
You ... | The vastness of swirling snow slowly faded, and was replaced by a vastness of swirling snow.
I didn't even notice the transition, visually. I was a bit preoccupied with the whole 'dying' thing.
I did notice that I could move, now. More than that, I wasn't cold. I wasn't warm, either, but when you froze to death sc... | |
[WP] When someone dies, the afterlife they go to is determined by WHERE they died. Dying in Scandinavia sends the soul to Valhalla or Hel, but dying in Greece lands them in the Underworld, and so on. You have just died in Antarctica. | You are sleepy. You've been wandering for hours. It was just a quick run from the research building to the shed, but in a terrible snow storm, you lost your way. If you just lay down, for just a second, you can catch your breath, you can give your eyes a rest, you'll be back up... right as rain... you'll... be...
You ... | Oh god. So many penguins. They numbered in the million. Once one saw me they all slowly turned to look at me. I started running as fast as I can. I wanted to go to Antarctica because my friend said it was cool. But didn't realize the skinny dipping in sea lion infested waters was bad. I don't know whether is died from ... | |
[WP] When someone dies, the afterlife they go to is determined by WHERE they died. Dying in Scandinavia sends the soul to Valhalla or Hel, but dying in Greece lands them in the Underworld, and so on. You have just died in Antarctica. | When I woke up, I was surrounded by snow.
" What...? Did I survive...? "
On our trip to Antarctica, I had been caught in a awful unexpected snowstorm.
I had caught my leg in a ditch, and unable to move, I asked my friends to leave me behind, but...
" I... I can't believe I survived...! "
" Sadly, you're wr... | All I could see was deep darkness. All I could feel was biting cold. All I could hear was howling wind. Time felt irrelevant. Had it been one day? A thousand? Where was I? I tried to move, but felt nothing at all. I tried to speak, but found I could not. All I could do was think, and feel. Where was I? What happened? V... | |
[WP] When someone dies, the afterlife they go to is determined by WHERE they died. Dying in Scandinavia sends the soul to Valhalla or Hel, but dying in Greece lands them in the Underworld, and so on. You have just died in Antarctica. | Perhaps it was the loneliness that did me in. The long, unending darkness of the winter made worse by being locked inside a small wooden hut, quarantined because viruses inevitably find their way to the "international continent." Or perhaps it was the penguins.
I snuck out because I got word of an emperor penguin colo... | All I could see was deep darkness. All I could feel was biting cold. All I could hear was howling wind. Time felt irrelevant. Had it been one day? A thousand? Where was I? I tried to move, but felt nothing at all. I tried to speak, but found I could not. All I could do was think, and feel. Where was I? What happened? V... | |
[WP] When someone dies, the afterlife they go to is determined by WHERE they died. Dying in Scandinavia sends the soul to Valhalla or Hel, but dying in Greece lands them in the Underworld, and so on. You have just died in Antarctica. | Perhaps it was the loneliness that did me in. The long, unending darkness of the winter made worse by being locked inside a small wooden hut, quarantined because viruses inevitably find their way to the "international continent." Or perhaps it was the penguins.
I snuck out because I got word of an emperor penguin colo... | When I woke up, I was surrounded by snow.
" What...? Did I survive...? "
On our trip to Antarctica, I had been caught in a awful unexpected snowstorm.
I had caught my leg in a ditch, and unable to move, I asked my friends to leave me behind, but...
" I... I can't believe I survived...! "
" Sadly, you're wr... | |
[WP] “Humans are so weak, the best weapons they have are tiny, dull claws!” “That’s why they build weapons.” “They do what now?” | asked Karth, the new recruit to the border guard. He and Claw-Leader Tovath patrolled along the palisade that stretched clear across the valley, covering the southern exit of the human reservation.
"What do you mean, they build weapons?" he asked again. Tovath sighed and pinched his snout between two fingers. "L... | Title: The change
"Humans are weak" - One of the oldest known facts in the entire universe.
They lack armored skin, horns, fangs… so much so that their claws are tiny and flat.
So, it was nothing new when krrik and blad sat together with their snacks and were making fun of humans. Then, out of nowhere, their not so... | |
[WP] “Humans are so weak, the best weapons they have are tiny, dull claws!” “That’s why they build weapons.” “They do what now?” | The 45,083rd Galactic Council Meeting was a special one. It was only the 12th time that all the 4,269 members were called in to attend at the same time. In routine it usually comprised of local systems along with some others that had something to say, a trade agreement to sign, a war to declare.
For its significance, ... | Title: The change
"Humans are weak" - One of the oldest known facts in the entire universe.
They lack armored skin, horns, fangs… so much so that their claws are tiny and flat.
So, it was nothing new when krrik and blad sat together with their snacks and were making fun of humans. Then, out of nowhere, their not so... | |
[WP] “Humans are so weak, the best weapons they have are tiny, dull claws!” “That’s why they build weapons.” “They do what now?” | I sat under a hill, lying face down in the dirt like a corpse. I knew my breathing gave me away, the steady rise and fall of my back. I hoped they wouldn't notice. The sounds of explosions surrounded us. I heard their loud clomping and their ugly guttural language. It was utterly unintelligible.
I braced myself for an... | Title: The change
"Humans are weak" - One of the oldest known facts in the entire universe.
They lack armored skin, horns, fangs… so much so that their claws are tiny and flat.
So, it was nothing new when krrik and blad sat together with their snacks and were making fun of humans. Then, out of nowhere, their not so... | |
[WP] “Humans are so weak, the best weapons they have are tiny, dull claws!” “That’s why they build weapons.” “They do what now?” | Kv'lon blinked his topmost pair of eyes. While the Caprun mind is well known for its swift reaction times to threats in the wild, untamed worlds of its home system, they are as a species one of the slower ones to actually think. Given their razor-sharp claws that they carry on all four hands, this fact is often best le... | Title: The change
"Humans are weak" - One of the oldest known facts in the entire universe.
They lack armored skin, horns, fangs… so much so that their claws are tiny and flat.
So, it was nothing new when krrik and blad sat together with their snacks and were making fun of humans. Then, out of nowhere, their not so... | |
[WP] “Humans are so weak, the best weapons they have are tiny, dull claws!” “That’s why they build weapons.” “They do what now?” | I sat under a hill, lying face down in the dirt like a corpse. I knew my breathing gave me away, the steady rise and fall of my back. I hoped they wouldn't notice. The sounds of explosions surrounded us. I heard their loud clomping and their ugly guttural language. It was utterly unintelligible.
I braced myself for an... | When the growing Galactic Empire first locked on to Earth, there was little of interest of their life. The myraid of plants and animals did little to peak their minds, and even what seemed to be the dominant species, humans, were unimpressive at first. Limbs that ended in what could barely be called claws, barely any n... | |
[WP] “Humans are so weak, the best weapons they have are tiny, dull claws!” “That’s why they build weapons.” “They do what now?” | Kv'lon blinked his topmost pair of eyes. While the Caprun mind is well known for its swift reaction times to threats in the wild, untamed worlds of its home system, they are as a species one of the slower ones to actually think. Given their razor-sharp claws that they carry on all four hands, this fact is often best le... | When the growing Galactic Empire first locked on to Earth, there was little of interest of their life. The myraid of plants and animals did little to peak their minds, and even what seemed to be the dominant species, humans, were unimpressive at first. Limbs that ended in what could barely be called claws, barely any n... | |
[WP] “Humans are so weak, the best weapons they have are tiny, dull claws!” “That’s why they build weapons.” “They do what now?” | Kv'lon blinked his topmost pair of eyes. While the Caprun mind is well known for its swift reaction times to threats in the wild, untamed worlds of its home system, they are as a species one of the slower ones to actually think. Given their razor-sharp claws that they carry on all four hands, this fact is often best le... | I sat under a hill, lying face down in the dirt like a corpse. I knew my breathing gave me away, the steady rise and fall of my back. I hoped they wouldn't notice. The sounds of explosions surrounded us. I heard their loud clomping and their ugly guttural language. It was utterly unintelligible.
I braced myself for an... | |
[WP] You are the God of small things and you were quite content with your lot-until the purge.Your temples lay burnt, your priests bathed in their own blood your priestesses shared the same fate yet only after being violated.They will pay for you are the god of small things- small not insignificant | They destroyed me. My people. The innocents I protected. They burned and pillaged and ravaged and...
So be it. I will hear their blood-wreathed prayers. Accept their perverse offerings of sacrifice. They cry out to the void to be rid of me- and thus, they shall have their wish fulfilled. The others amongst the divine... | [Poem]
Desecrated altars every way
Thy own scholars lay limp,
Cut down by those who could not say
Taunted and teased by imps
And though they may feel righteous
Murder without consequence
I am the God of the Miniscule,
Threads of guilt blossom in sequence
A chain of motion set abound
Darkness eats at thy heart
Lives ... | |
[WP] You are the God of small things and you were quite content with your lot-until the purge.Your temples lay burnt, your priests bathed in their own blood your priestesses shared the same fate yet only after being violated.They will pay for you are the god of small things- small not insignificant | The blood dripped from the altar.
I felt the pain of a broken body - the body of my priestess, a young girl who was last to die. My last follower. Taking her body was the last thing I did before there were no more humans believing in me - and that meant, I was no longer a deity. Still, I was a being of pure power, ac... | [Poem]
Desecrated altars every way
Thy own scholars lay limp,
Cut down by those who could not say
Taunted and teased by imps
And though they may feel righteous
Murder without consequence
I am the God of the Miniscule,
Threads of guilt blossom in sequence
A chain of motion set abound
Darkness eats at thy heart
Lives ... | |
[WP] You are the God of small things and you were quite content with your lot-until the purge.Your temples lay burnt, your priests bathed in their own blood your priestesses shared the same fate yet only after being violated.They will pay for you are the god of small things- small not insignificant | Upon seeing the horrors that befell my subjects, my beloved followers, I rushed into the hall of the greater gods.
Pleading with the king of gods I said, “please, oh greatest of gods, he who in omnipresent and omnipotent, I beg of thee. Tell me who hath slain my priests and my priestesses. With your great knowledge s... | [Poem]
Desecrated altars every way
Thy own scholars lay limp,
Cut down by those who could not say
Taunted and teased by imps
And though they may feel righteous
Murder without consequence
I am the God of the Miniscule,
Threads of guilt blossom in sequence
A chain of motion set abound
Darkness eats at thy heart
Lives ... | |
[WP] You are the God of small things and you were quite content with your lot-until the purge.Your temples lay burnt, your priests bathed in their own blood your priestesses shared the same fate yet only after being violated.They will pay for you are the god of small things- small not insignificant | “What troubles you, old friend?” Came the melodious voice of the older man. He sat sipping tea from a roughly hewn wooden cup in a rather small, but modest shrine, one with little room for fancy, but tastefully adorned with gifts from children, carvings showing happy scenes, and quaint little offerings that would have ... | [Poem]
Desecrated altars every way
Thy own scholars lay limp,
Cut down by those who could not say
Taunted and teased by imps
And though they may feel righteous
Murder without consequence
I am the God of the Miniscule,
Threads of guilt blossom in sequence
A chain of motion set abound
Darkness eats at thy heart
Lives ... | |
[WP] You are the God of small things and you were quite content with your lot-until the purge.Your temples lay burnt, your priests bathed in their own blood your priestesses shared the same fate yet only after being violated.They will pay for you are the god of small things- small not insignificant |
For years, nay, millenia, I watched and waited.
They forgot that we came from small things; atoms, molecules, single-celled organisms. I gave that all up and I gave it up willingly, happy to share the burden of responsibility with my brothers and sisters.
When *my* temple, my people, my *sanctuary* was desecrated, t... | [Poem]
Desecrated altars every way
Thy own scholars lay limp,
Cut down by those who could not say
Taunted and teased by imps
And though they may feel righteous
Murder without consequence
I am the God of the Miniscule,
Threads of guilt blossom in sequence
A chain of motion set abound
Darkness eats at thy heart
Lives ... | |
[WP] You are the God of small things and you were quite content with your lot-until the purge.Your temples lay burnt, your priests bathed in their own blood your priestesses shared the same fate yet only after being violated.They will pay for you are the god of small things- small not insignificant | “What troubles you, old friend?” Came the melodious voice of the older man. He sat sipping tea from a roughly hewn wooden cup in a rather small, but modest shrine, one with little room for fancy, but tastefully adorned with gifts from children, carvings showing happy scenes, and quaint little offerings that would have ... | Upon seeing the horrors that befell my subjects, my beloved followers, I rushed into the hall of the greater gods.
Pleading with the king of gods I said, “please, oh greatest of gods, he who in omnipresent and omnipotent, I beg of thee. Tell me who hath slain my priests and my priestesses. With your great knowledge s... | |
[WP] You are the God of small things and you were quite content with your lot-until the purge.Your temples lay burnt, your priests bathed in their own blood your priestesses shared the same fate yet only after being violated.They will pay for you are the god of small things- small not insignificant |
For years, nay, millenia, I watched and waited.
They forgot that we came from small things; atoms, molecules, single-celled organisms. I gave that all up and I gave it up willingly, happy to share the burden of responsibility with my brothers and sisters.
When *my* temple, my people, my *sanctuary* was desecrated, t... | Upon seeing the horrors that befell my subjects, my beloved followers, I rushed into the hall of the greater gods.
Pleading with the king of gods I said, “please, oh greatest of gods, he who in omnipresent and omnipotent, I beg of thee. Tell me who hath slain my priests and my priestesses. With your great knowledge s... | |
[WP] After staring out the train's window at the changing view for an hour, you get up for the bathroom - then realize: the train was standing still this whole time. | The ever rushing trees and plants zipping by were an incredible sight to behold. So many swirling colours and different landscapes. For the past hour there hadn’t been a dull moment. Swirling shades of verdant greens, the flashes of brightly coloured wildflowers. All of it offset by the stunning blue sky. It was imposs... | I finally let out a breath as the shining nighttime silhouette of the city inched away in the distance, it had been just about an hour since the train pulled out of Central Station, and with every passing minute, I was further and further away from that hellscape.
“Finally, safety,” I whispered, peeling myself away fr... | |
[WP] The clown painting in the basement has always been very creepy, your parents have also always reminded you to keep the basement door shut at all times, until one day you left the door open and the clown in the painting is gone. | I was never afraid of clowns, except for one--that smug bitch who sat with her hands folded like the Mona Lisa in the painting at the far end of the basement. She had wide eyes and a fake buck-toothed smile that was anything but mysterious. There had always been something familiar about the clown's face, but I could ne... | “It couldn’t be gone right? Paintings don’t just disappear like that” Was all Andy could think to himself as he stared at the blank spot where that blasted clown painting was once hung. He hated that thing, the way its blank expression just stared at him.
His fists clenched as his mind raced with explanations for why ... | |
[WP] "Greetings Mortal, I am Hera, Queen of the Gods!" the floating woman said. You look to your flustered genie asking "Is she…". She replies, looking embarrassed "Yes Master. She is apparently your soulmate." | Another uneventful Saturday Night. Another night of hitting the bottle. Another night of loneliness. It was almost routine at this point. It was three years to the day I had started drinking heavily, the day she left. That one time to cope with the pain turned into another and another, and soon enough it turned into a ... | "Greetings, mortal. I am Hera, Queen of the Gods!" the floating woman said.
Tillie looked at the surprisingly flustered genie. "Is she…?"
Bruce, still looking a little embarrassed but rapidly recovering, replied with his trademark smirk. "Yep. She's your soulmate."
"Huh."
\------------------... | |
[WP] "Greetings Mortal, I am Hera, Queen of the Gods!" the floating woman said. You look to your flustered genie asking "Is she…". She replies, looking embarrassed "Yes Master. She is apparently your soulmate." | I couldn't believe my luck. I had bought this Italian villa in an extremely rural (even for Italy) village. My goal was to just escape the modern rat race. I had met my neighbors who were all old enough that if they were in the States, they'd probably be living in a retirement home. Here, they thrived by gardenin... | He hadn’t expected much when he had picked up the lamp. It was dirty, beaten, and dented nearly all over. Still, he didn’t want it to stay in the channel, and maybe he could make it presentable enough to actually sell one day?
He definitely needed the money, he thought to himself as he picked up a piece of cloth... |
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