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[WP] A meteor strikes the Earth, and everyone seems to get superpowers… everyone except you. You’ll do anything to figure out what yours are, but the world has changed and your options are desperate. | **Mo' Powers Mo' Problems**
The *Ironeor*. I know you won’t believe me, but I actually came up with the name, and I never lie. Not ever. Not before, at least. My names usually ain’t too creative, but this one, man, this one spread like blood from a headshot. It got everywhere, absolutely everywhere, kind of like that ... | I looked up from my phone in confusion. What the hell was that loud noise outside at 2 am? I threw aside my curtains and stared up in shock as my phone dropped from my hands. Something strange and glowing was falling rapidly from the night sky and it was coming right at my house! Before I could even think to run, the m... | |
[WP] A meteor strikes the Earth, and everyone seems to get superpowers… everyone except you. You’ll do anything to figure out what yours are, but the world has changed and your options are desperate. | What is justice?
With the advent of superpowers, this question quickly shot to the forefront of everyone's mind. To some, it was maintaining order in society. To others, it was people getting what they deserved.
To me...
Well, I still don't know.
Civilization as a whole plunged into chaos the first week after the ... | I looked up from my phone in confusion. What the hell was that loud noise outside at 2 am? I threw aside my curtains and stared up in shock as my phone dropped from my hands. Something strange and glowing was falling rapidly from the night sky and it was coming right at my house! Before I could even think to run, the m... | |
[WP] A meteor strikes the Earth, and everyone seems to get superpowers… everyone except you. You’ll do anything to figure out what yours are, but the world has changed and your options are desperate. | I stared into my coffee and tried to imagine a power that would change my life. The coffee shop was pretty much empty besides me. The pastry I ordered floated to the table and plopped down in front of me. I looked up at the beaming barista and groaned internally. She rushed to my side and started chattering about her p... | It was a normal monday. No one was is ever happy it was monday. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary that day other than a few news reports saying a meteor will pass by the earth and we'd be able to see it.
Little did we know what would ended up happening was it would make a 90 degree turn and decide to right into a vo... | |
[WP] A meteor strikes the Earth, and everyone seems to get superpowers… everyone except you. You’ll do anything to figure out what yours are, but the world has changed and your options are desperate. | What is justice?
With the advent of superpowers, this question quickly shot to the forefront of everyone's mind. To some, it was maintaining order in society. To others, it was people getting what they deserved.
To me...
Well, I still don't know.
Civilization as a whole plunged into chaos the first week after the ... | It was a normal monday. No one was is ever happy it was monday. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary that day other than a few news reports saying a meteor will pass by the earth and we'd be able to see it.
Little did we know what would ended up happening was it would make a 90 degree turn and decide to right into a vo... | |
[WP] A meteor strikes the Earth, and everyone seems to get superpowers… everyone except you. You’ll do anything to figure out what yours are, but the world has changed and your options are desperate. | What is justice?
With the advent of superpowers, this question quickly shot to the forefront of everyone's mind. To some, it was maintaining order in society. To others, it was people getting what they deserved.
To me...
Well, I still don't know.
Civilization as a whole plunged into chaos the first week after the ... | **Mo' Powers Mo' Problems**
The *Ironeor*. I know you won’t believe me, but I actually came up with the name, and I never lie. Not ever. Not before, at least. My names usually ain’t too creative, but this one, man, this one spread like blood from a headshot. It got everywhere, absolutely everywhere, kind of like that ... | |
[WP] I’m invisible—not literally. It’s just that once I turned 16, no one can retain their memory of my existence for more than a few minutes, including my parents! Now, I’m all alone. Please, someone—anyone—don’t forget me! | "Forgive me, father, for I intend to sin."
The priest, sitting in the centre compartment, looked through the latticed window to the young man that was kneeling. He was around thirty-five, maybe fourty years old, and he looked... destroyed, both in a physical, psychological and spiritual sense. The priest could feel hi... | “No yeah it’s crazy,” the man said, topping off his pint. “This kid, he came to me all frantic, yeah you saw. He kept going on about how everyone kept forgetting him, like he doesn’t exist or something.” He paused, gulping down the rest of his beer like a trained professional.
“I think he’s just messing with you, teen... | |
[WP] As an immortal, one of your hobbies is haunting people who "killed" you. | If you had asked me about "immortals" when I was eighteen (eighteen and still running through existence in my first deceptively fragile body; still red-headed and freckled; still *Bridgette*, instead of the latest name on the string of fake IDs I now go through faster than a professional con artist; still in love with ... | “I’m not a bad guy, i just like scaring people. It’s not my fault i scare them to death. Every once in a while i pick someone Random and follow them home. I start small, writing stuff like it’s your fault, or i know it was you, wherever i can. Eventually, i start getting more intense, showing them small glimpses of a r... | |
[WP] The worlds collided, and everyone got connected to a magical pet. Dragons, fairies, phoenix, etc. You love yours despite it being just a fur ball. Invaders attacked, overwhelming the dragons and others. When one of the invaders injured you, you realized, that yours is not just a ball of fur. | "I guess...this is it?" The furry being that had all but leached itself to me many months prior now idly lingered in the space between myself and the monstrously, fanged being. I couldn't help but smile as I considered the situation and my own mortality for what was no doubt the last time.
The creature barred its fang... | Mop and I have been dodging trouble since we found each other. Well since I found him or her or whatever it is. I heard the smallest whimper coming from under a car after the world's collided. I bent down and there covered in oil and dirt was Mop. Cleaned Mop up and found that Mop really likes bubble baths, and beer. M... | |
[WP] The Duke has decided to make you, the youngest servant in their household, into their heir. As such you are forced into noble society as the 2nd most powerful heir in the kingdom. Much to the surprise of the other nobles who now either vie for your support or demise. | "Long live, my heir, the Duchess Vera!" The loud voice boomed through the ball room, causing her to jump slightly at its ferocity. The dress that she had made for this day was a little itchy if she had to be honest, and the corset was stiffer than she remembered at her fitting. But why was she complaining to herself? ... | In Portplatz, Propraetor Eilbogi Bifurcus the Childless had no heir. And his wife, Rigonymphe, wasn't getting any younger. Eilbogi thought of maybe getting a divorce, then remarrying, but he thought better of it. He was an aristocrat, and dispite this definitely being Rigonymphe's fault—his mistresses had born him b... | |
[WP] The Duke has decided to make you, the youngest servant in their household, into their heir. As such you are forced into noble society as the 2nd most powerful heir in the kingdom. Much to the surprise of the other nobles who now either vie for your support or demise. | "Long live, my heir, the Duchess Vera!" The loud voice boomed through the ball room, causing her to jump slightly at its ferocity. The dress that she had made for this day was a little itchy if she had to be honest, and the corset was stiffer than she remembered at her fitting. But why was she complaining to herself? ... | I was only four when they brought me in; an orphan of four years bought from an orphanage to be a loyal servant. My earliest memory I still recall was of an old figure, the Duke, calling out to me, "Boy, where is your mother?" And all I could do was point to the heavens themselves. He would soon forcefully take me from... | |
[WP] The Duke has decided to make you, the youngest servant in their household, into their heir. As such you are forced into noble society as the 2nd most powerful heir in the kingdom. Much to the surprise of the other nobles who now either vie for your support or demise. | "Long live, my heir, the Duchess Vera!" The loud voice boomed through the ball room, causing her to jump slightly at its ferocity. The dress that she had made for this day was a little itchy if she had to be honest, and the corset was stiffer than she remembered at her fitting. But why was she complaining to herself? ... | Yesterday John Relph was just a low-ranking servant of the Duke of Procyon. Today he _was_ the Duke of Procyon.
And the Duke of Sirius was glaring at him from across the long table with intense disdain.
Duke Sirius did not waste words. "So are we not going to point out we have a criminal on in the Seat of Procyon? Th... | |
[WP] The Duke has decided to make you, the youngest servant in their household, into their heir. As such you are forced into noble society as the 2nd most powerful heir in the kingdom. Much to the surprise of the other nobles who now either vie for your support or demise. |
"Well don't just stand there, boy, come on out!"
Anton nervously obliged, stepping out of the shaded interior to the covered terrace of the villa. A cool sea breeze blew through the open columns, the soft roar of the waves below echoing off the cool marble floor. In the center of the room, Duke Prelvos laid with ... | **Part 1**
When I hold out my bejeweled hands I see a tapestry of lines - not scars, but the ravages of old age. Maybe somewhere underneath it there are other blemishes. Reminders that my hands were not always so richly decorated, that my finger not always adorned with the royal signet ring.
I did not have a lot of c... | |
[WP] You are Functionally Immortal, however your life force is connected to a cat that can die to anything but old age. You must protect the cat to stay alive. Having lived alongside the cat for centuries, one day it disappears. | "Ah, Pudding, we've been together for so many centuries. So many." I stroked the cat's silky black fur and warmly peer down into her golden eyes peering back at me like a pair of yellow lanterns.
~Stroke~
~Stroke~
~Stroke~
~Stro--
Realizing my lap is empty, I looked down to find my hand cradling empty air about to... | Red seal, black ink, parchment crisp, still warm from the tanner’s, the letter before me is not much dissimilar to those delivered before.
‘Lord Hawkridge, I address thee as such only in title due to thy station and by no means as reflection of honourable character of which I dare say thou are deprived. In hope most s... | |
[WP] You are Functionally Immortal, however your life force is connected to a cat that can die to anything but old age. You must protect the cat to stay alive. Having lived alongside the cat for centuries, one day it disappears. | When a pharaoh dies, all pets and servants were always intended to follow them into the afterlife. But my pharaoh was different when it came to Mau, his feline companion. And so with me as well, her caretaker.
"When I die, I leave one last command for Mau. I command her to experience all the life in all the world that... | Red seal, black ink, parchment crisp, still warm from the tanner’s, the letter before me is not much dissimilar to those delivered before.
‘Lord Hawkridge, I address thee as such only in title due to thy station and by no means as reflection of honourable character of which I dare say thou are deprived. In hope most s... | |
[WP] You are Functionally Immortal, however your life force is connected to a cat that can die to anything but old age. You must protect the cat to stay alive. Having lived alongside the cat for centuries, one day it disappears. | When a pharaoh dies, all pets and servants were always intended to follow them into the afterlife. But my pharaoh was different when it came to Mau, his feline companion. And so with me as well, her caretaker.
"When I die, I leave one last command for Mau. I command her to experience all the life in all the world that... | "Mrs. Tibbles?"
I crept along the edge of the wall, shaking a bag of her favorite treats. Once, sometime in late 1990s, she'd managed to get inside the walls while a contractor was replacing the microwave. Mischievous girl! I'd spent hours looking for her, convinced that death was just around the corner for both of u... | |
[WP] You are Functionally Immortal, however your life force is connected to a cat that can die to anything but old age. You must protect the cat to stay alive. Having lived alongside the cat for centuries, one day it disappears. | The moment I woke up I knew something was wrong. My hand reached out, and landed on empty bedsheets.
"Mittens?" Maybe she'd just gotten bored; walked out of the room. But I knew I was lying to myself. After centuries of living with a cat, you realized how much they were tied to routine. She bullied me if I didn't ... | "Mrs. Tibbles?"
I crept along the edge of the wall, shaking a bag of her favorite treats. Once, sometime in late 1990s, she'd managed to get inside the walls while a contractor was replacing the microwave. Mischievous girl! I'd spent hours looking for her, convinced that death was just around the corner for both of u... | |
[WP] You don't hail from another planet with super strength and laser beam eyes. You don't have a lair and a million gadgets. Your only power is to deliver the most cruel and cutting insult at precisely the right moment. It's more than enough... | As I walked down 4th street, the fight raging on a block to the north, I tried to calm my nerves. This was *not* something I should have been doing. I was an interrogator, someone who worked best when the hero or villain was all tied up, and I was *not* at all hard enough for the front lines. Still, though, my employer... | From a very young age, Tim Burroham was very... concise, with his words. One day, for example, Tim's father was trying to serve him green beans. Tim, being only 7 at the time, responded with, quote, "I'm gonna personally throw those green beans into an incinerator faster than Linda threw your marital status into an inc... | |
[WP] You don't hail from another planet with super strength and laser beam eyes. You don't have a lair and a million gadgets. Your only power is to deliver the most cruel and cutting insult at precisely the right moment. It's more than enough... | I wouldn't call myself a Villain, per se. I always considered the definition of a villain as being someone who could rival the supers. Proper lucky bastards born with either enough wealth to buy their way to evil stardom, or enough strength to punch their way there. Like Captain Murder, who happened to be brawling it o... | There's a combination of words for anything. All that stands between you and becoming president, sleeping with anyone you want, leading a cult, anything you can imagine - is the right combination of words to tell people.
Depending on what it is, every person requires a different combination, like a code that can make ... | |
[WP] You dreamed of being a starship captain, but the training is too expensive. When a distant relative leaves you their mortgaged Bantam-class cruiser, you face a series of choices: Sell it for tuition, assume the existing cargo contracts, or investigate the offer made by the local cartel. | Hydra station wasn’t the kind of place that anyone came to without good reason.
There were the scientists, the miners, the navy, some freight crews and those few poor sods who had been born to the misbegotten rock.
For the first 19 years of my life I had been forced to accept that I would always be a me... | I huddle around the table with my friends. The pub bustles, yet that didn't bother the three of us.
"Okay," I breathe out. "I'm stupid. That's why I brought you two here. To consult me."
Darren raises his hand.
"No, I'm not paying you guys a fee."
He lowers his hand.
"Take it easy on me. You guys are my friends. A... | |
[WP] Why yes, this is clearly the intended use for this multi-million dollar piece of hardware. | “I have to say, I am impressed!”, the ambassador of the Glork empire said. he was a tall, green man, with two antennas on his head big black eyes. Humanity made contact with this species just a few weeks ago and they started exchanging diplomats in order to establish a peaceful relationship.
“I am very glad you ... | TIME: 12:33 A.M.
07 July 2007
“Oh we are definitely getting fired for this.”
“I would rather be transferred in the morning than fired tonight.”
The two pilots went silent as they exchanged glances before returning their gaze back to the sheeted-ship. They were alone with *it.* Adam’s beaming eyes were a reflectio... | |
[WP] "Death gets everyone eventually", they say. You disagree. You are death's teenage daughter, and he just doesn't get you. | **\*Knock knock\***
"Come in!"
Elizabeth put down the grimoire she'd been reading. Her mother insisted that any young lady should know at least the basics of spellcraft. It was a somewhat archaic concept; women nowadays were free to pursue other schools of magic, but her mother *was* over 300 years old so she couldn'... |
When I was young, dad use to take me with him to work all the time. He was always working, mom use to say that his work was endless and she felt bad for always giving him so much to do. She said as long as life continues to grow, death would follow shortly behind. Every time she’d made something new, something of old... | |
[WP] "Let me guess, Earthling, you're here to plead for your species?" - "No. I am here to convince you to eliminate us. Every single one of us." | "Let me guess, Earthling, you're here to plead for your species?"
The arrogance of the tall, tree-like creature was astounding. It spoke with the finality of a being that had lived longer than thirty human generations. He was the ambassador of the Ashioak, one of the Three Galactic Founders. He was a being of great... | "And why would that be? You are inferior to us, therefore not a threat. Your species has only discovered us because we wanted to be discovered. Why waste our time?"
"Please, I beg of you: we were not meant to be, to exist. We are horrible creatures only capable of destroying everything in our path. We are hell-bound a... | |
[WP] "Let me guess, Earthling, you're here to plead for your species?" - "No. I am here to convince you to eliminate us. Every single one of us." | "And please do it quickly."
Eliza sat staring into the camera on the cockpit instrument panel.
The beings on the other side of the comms channel remained silent, but one could gather that there was a general sense of confusion on the other end.
A series of screeches and clicks could be heard on the channel before ... | "And why would that be? You are inferior to us, therefore not a threat. Your species has only discovered us because we wanted to be discovered. Why waste our time?"
"Please, I beg of you: we were not meant to be, to exist. We are horrible creatures only capable of destroying everything in our path. We are hell-bound a... | |
[WP] "Let me guess, Earthling, you're here to plead for your species?" - "No. I am here to convince you to eliminate us. Every single one of us." | "Let me guess, Earthling, you're here to plead for your species?"
The arrogance of the tall, tree-like creature was astounding. It spoke with the finality of a being that had lived longer than thirty human generations. He was the ambassador of the Ashioak, one of the Three Galactic Founders. He was a being of great... | We call them the Cons, short for "the Conscious," as they called themselves, although I enjoy the double entendre alluding to them being frauds--almost as well as it suits them as Khans, and Conquerors.
They began cropping up about a year ago. Not from the skies, or out of hiding, or whatever. They were individuals wh... | |
[WP] "Let me guess, Earthling, you're here to plead for your species?" - "No. I am here to convince you to eliminate us. Every single one of us." | "And please do it quickly."
Eliza sat staring into the camera on the cockpit instrument panel.
The beings on the other side of the comms channel remained silent, but one could gather that there was a general sense of confusion on the other end.
A series of screeches and clicks could be heard on the channel before ... | We call them the Cons, short for "the Conscious," as they called themselves, although I enjoy the double entendre alluding to them being frauds--almost as well as it suits them as Khans, and Conquerors.
They began cropping up about a year ago. Not from the skies, or out of hiding, or whatever. They were individuals wh... | |
[WP] "Let me guess, Earthling, you're here to plead for your species?" - "No. I am here to convince you to eliminate us. Every single one of us." | Gary, a lowly clerk in Earth's first extraterrestrial delegation, had a secret additional mission from Earth's largest environmentalist network. To fulfill it, he had to speak with the aliens alone. It had to be an Arcturan; they were the galaxy's translators, and the three Arcturans all spoke English fluently after on... | We call them the Cons, short for "the Conscious," as they called themselves, although I enjoy the double entendre alluding to them being frauds--almost as well as it suits them as Khans, and Conquerors.
They began cropping up about a year ago. Not from the skies, or out of hiding, or whatever. They were individuals wh... | |
[WP] One evening, in the sky, a message appeared: "In 24 hours, a billionaire will die." Everyone everywhere on Earth could see it, in every language. Nobody could explain it. The next day, one of the richest men passed away. "In 24 hours, 2 billionaires..." | One evening, in the sky, a message appeared: “in 24 hours, a billionaire will die.”
This is how it all started. It’s like the day of the moon landing or the day JFK was killed. Everyone remembers where they were and what they doing at the time of the first message. I was out playing golf. I was at the tenth hole as I... | *Part 1*
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"DAAAAAAADDD!!!"
If anything could get Lazarus from snoozing comfortably in his chair to something just mercifully shy of ending the world in a femtosecond, it was the panicked tone of his daughter. Just as her call ended, he had nearly charged into her in his haste to get to the front door.
"... | |
[WP] One evening, in the sky, a message appeared: "In 24 hours, a billionaire will die." Everyone everywhere on Earth could see it, in every language. Nobody could explain it. The next day, one of the richest men passed away. "In 24 hours, 2 billionaires..." | "In 24 hours, a billionaire will die."
It sounds like something out of fiction, or an elaborate hoax. Letters pained on the sky by planes, somehow? But that wouldn't explain why *everyone* across the world reported seeing the same message, nor why different people reported seeing the message in different languages.
N... | *Part 1*
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"DAAAAAAADDD!!!"
If anything could get Lazarus from snoozing comfortably in his chair to something just mercifully shy of ending the world in a femtosecond, it was the panicked tone of his daughter. Just as her call ended, he had nearly charged into her in his haste to get to the front door.
"... | |
[WP] One evening, in the sky, a message appeared: "In 24 hours, a billionaire will die." Everyone everywhere on Earth could see it, in every language. Nobody could explain it. The next day, one of the richest men passed away. "In 24 hours, 2 billionaires..." | One evening, in the sky, a message appeared: "In 24 hours, a billionaire will die." Everyone everywhere on Earth could see it, in every language. Nobody could explain it. The next day, one of the richest men passed away. "In 24 hours, 2 billionaires..." Before the message completed, we heard about the richest man in Ve... | ...
The real tragedy of it was, there was already a deadly message in the sky. One that affected not a small group of predators but the entirety of humanity. One that only a few could read but that everyone needed to see. One that was entirely explicable and could have been, with effort, thwarted. One that should have... | |
[WP] One evening, in the sky, a message appeared: "In 24 hours, a billionaire will die." Everyone everywhere on Earth could see it, in every language. Nobody could explain it. The next day, one of the richest men passed away. "In 24 hours, 2 billionaires..." | It began with Charles Buchanan Buckley III. Tech oligarch, arms dealer, shipping mogul, and more. The richest man on earth. Dead, inexplicably, exactly one day after a message appeared in the sky.
"In 24 hours, a billionaire will die."
Then, another message.
"In 24 hours, 2 billionaires will die."
So many people sa... | ...
The real tragedy of it was, there was already a deadly message in the sky. One that affected not a small group of predators but the entirety of humanity. One that only a few could read but that everyone needed to see. One that was entirely explicable and could have been, with effort, thwarted. One that should have... | |
[WP] One evening, in the sky, a message appeared: "In 24 hours, a billionaire will die." Everyone everywhere on Earth could see it, in every language. Nobody could explain it. The next day, one of the richest men passed away. "In 24 hours, 2 billionaires..." | One evening, in the sky, a message appeared: "In twenty-four hours, a billionaire will die."
The next day, the richest man in the history of the planet, an electric car manufacturer, was touring his company's latest worker barracks. The gangway he was walking on gave way. He fell thirty-five stories down the damp, lig... | ...
The real tragedy of it was, there was already a deadly message in the sky. One that affected not a small group of predators but the entirety of humanity. One that only a few could read but that everyone needed to see. One that was entirely explicable and could have been, with effort, thwarted. One that should have... | |
[WP] One evening, in the sky, a message appeared: "In 24 hours, a billionaire will die." Everyone everywhere on Earth could see it, in every language. Nobody could explain it. The next day, one of the richest men passed away. "In 24 hours, 2 billionaires..." | One evening, in the sky, a message appeared: "In twenty-four hours, a billionaire will die."
The next day, the richest man in the history of the planet, an electric car manufacturer, was touring his company's latest worker barracks. The gangway he was walking on gave way. He fell thirty-five stories down the damp, lig... | One evening, in the sky, a message appeared: "In 24 hours, a billionaire will die." Everyone everywhere on Earth could see it, in every language. Nobody could explain it. The next day, one of the richest men passed away. "In 24 hours, 2 billionaires..." Before the message completed, we heard about the richest man in Ve... | |
[WP] One evening, in the sky, a message appeared: "In 24 hours, a billionaire will die." Everyone everywhere on Earth could see it, in every language. Nobody could explain it. The next day, one of the richest men passed away. "In 24 hours, 2 billionaires..." | One evening, in the sky, a message appeared: "In twenty-four hours, a billionaire will die."
The next day, the richest man in the history of the planet, an electric car manufacturer, was touring his company's latest worker barracks. The gangway he was walking on gave way. He fell thirty-five stories down the damp, lig... | It began with Charles Buchanan Buckley III. Tech oligarch, arms dealer, shipping mogul, and more. The richest man on earth. Dead, inexplicably, exactly one day after a message appeared in the sky.
"In 24 hours, a billionaire will die."
Then, another message.
"In 24 hours, 2 billionaires will die."
So many people sa... | |
[WP] An alien doctor is having trouble figuring out why the humans on their ship got so excited after they showed one of the human females an ultrasound confirming that some kind of parasite that had attached itself to her uterus | "so, wait, that is your young?!" The Prothul, a race kinda close to humans said in surprise. Save the yellow skinned males, purple skinned females, four eyes and split tongues, they were pretty much identical to humanity.
Almost.
"Yes, Krath, that is a human embryo." I explained to the extra terrestrial doctor.
"But... | Xasion had encountered these parasites before and thus, had a grim understanding of the physical and emotional torment which would soon overtake Clara. “Perhaps, it is a common coping mechanism among humans to feign excitement in the face of such vicissitudes.”, thought Xasion.
Because of their experience with thes... | |
[WP] An alien doctor is having trouble figuring out why the humans on their ship got so excited after they showed one of the human females an ultrasound confirming that some kind of parasite that had attached itself to her uterus | Human dating systems are odd, so for the purpose of this journal entry I will use their dating system. It is the 2000th, 220th, and 2nd rotation of the system they call Earth around what they called "The Sun".
Humans have been an odd bunch since they joined the galactic community. They're new to the stars, but the you... | Archana whooped in delight.
Drex looked on, confused. `You have a parasite` they chirped.
> That's ok
said Archana.
> That's what my uterus is for
Drex curled an antenna. They were perplexed. The Droxx race simply split and propagated more of themselves when there were too many consciousnesses within the sa... | |
[WP] An alien doctor is having trouble figuring out why the humans on their ship got so excited after they showed one of the human females an ultrasound confirming that some kind of parasite that had attached itself to her uterus | It had been 5 revolutions of Prixnar prime, the planet we had been orbiting for study for the past 2 months, since I informed Shandra of her predicament. When I told the human woman of a parasite that had invaded her uterus and showed her the ultrasound, she was elated. I attempted to discuss treatment possibilities bu... | //Begin log 00327
Standard Date: 19232-09-02
Chief physician Md'flurk has identified a parasitic lifeform within the Human crew member Charline D. Thomson. While there were no immediate outward effects of the parasite prior to its discovery, it would appear that it has somehow caused a majority of the human crew to e... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | “So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us?”
I looked down at the elf lying prone in the ... | The elf was not amused.
>Do you know it is because of our kindness towards diversity and experimentation that we let our world be threatened every time you make a leap towards a new "industrial revolution"? Have you not seen, even among your own kind, the addict who starts with a dose that treats her disease and m... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | Just like everyone else, I was obviously fascinated when the New Race arrived. I mean, who couldn't be? For our entire existence, we wondered if we were the only ones out there. If there was any other being that could possibly comprehend the weight of our daily lives and worldly ordeals of the 'Human Experience'. W... | The elf was not amused.
>Do you know it is because of our kindness towards diversity and experimentation that we let our world be threatened every time you make a leap towards a new "industrial revolution"? Have you not seen, even among your own kind, the addict who starts with a dose that treats her disease and m... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | “If you’re so much better than humans at everything, then how come you’re still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us?”
The human puffed out his chest, his dull little eyes gleaming like he was the first cunt to ever point this out.
Likely, Serenei thought, he had gone over this in ... | The elf was not amused.
>Do you know it is because of our kindness towards diversity and experimentation that we let our world be threatened every time you make a leap towards a new "industrial revolution"? Have you not seen, even among your own kind, the addict who starts with a dose that treats her disease and m... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | "...so tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us?"
The young Rohirrim's words rang like a c... | The elf was not amused.
>Do you know it is because of our kindness towards diversity and experimentation that we let our world be threatened every time you make a leap towards a new "industrial revolution"? Have you not seen, even among your own kind, the addict who starts with a dose that treats her disease and m... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | With a sigh, Edren sipped from his wineskin, looking to his companions as they sat by the warmth and light of their campfire. "First," he explained, "the history of elvenkind doesn't say 'humanity crawled from the mud pits,' it was 'humanity clawed itself from the middens.' Of course, I object to that, just as much as ... | The elf was not amused.
>Do you know it is because of our kindness towards diversity and experimentation that we let our world be threatened every time you make a leap towards a new "industrial revolution"? Have you not seen, even among your own kind, the addict who starts with a dose that treats her disease and m... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | Just like everyone else, I was obviously fascinated when the New Race arrived. I mean, who couldn't be? For our entire existence, we wondered if we were the only ones out there. If there was any other being that could possibly comprehend the weight of our daily lives and worldly ordeals of the 'Human Experience'. W... | "These are not horses, they are zlarthec chimera specifically meant to leave your kind in the dust. And as for this "sharp piece of metal" it has been forged from a thousand different materials that have been tempered in the heart of the dwarven core and frozen by the northern ork tribes in the depths of the ocean!"
"... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | “If you’re so much better than humans at everything, then how come you’re still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us?”
The human puffed out his chest, his dull little eyes gleaming like he was the first cunt to ever point this out.
Likely, Serenei thought, he had gone over this in ... | "These are not horses, they are zlarthec chimera specifically meant to leave your kind in the dust. And as for this "sharp piece of metal" it has been forged from a thousand different materials that have been tempered in the heart of the dwarven core and frozen by the northern ork tribes in the depths of the ocean!"
"... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | "...so tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us?"
The young Rohirrim's words rang like a c... | "These are not horses, they are zlarthec chimera specifically meant to leave your kind in the dust. And as for this "sharp piece of metal" it has been forged from a thousand different materials that have been tempered in the heart of the dwarven core and frozen by the northern ork tribes in the depths of the ocean!"
"... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | Note: I accidentally posted this in reply to the bot comment, instead of as a top level. So let's try this again.
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"Ah. I suppose that it makes sense, that _you_ would be the one to ask this question." The Elf shook his head, sighing, then continuing, "As you put it, we are 'riding around on horses and swinging... | "These are not horses, they are zlarthec chimera specifically meant to leave your kind in the dust. And as for this "sharp piece of metal" it has been forged from a thousand different materials that have been tempered in the heart of the dwarven core and frozen by the northern ork tribes in the depths of the ocean!"
"... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | With a sigh, Edren sipped from his wineskin, looking to his companions as they sat by the warmth and light of their campfire. "First," he explained, "the history of elvenkind doesn't say 'humanity crawled from the mud pits,' it was 'humanity clawed itself from the middens.' Of course, I object to that, just as much as ... | "These are not horses, they are zlarthec chimera specifically meant to leave your kind in the dust. And as for this "sharp piece of metal" it has been forged from a thousand different materials that have been tempered in the heart of the dwarven core and frozen by the northern ork tribes in the depths of the ocean!"
"... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | Vynn was silent.
The sudden halt in the conversation shook Nell out of her warm, half-drunk haze like a bucket of freezing water. With some difficulty, the ranger lifted her head off the mostly-dry log she had chosen as her pillow and turned to her elven companion, who was staring blankly into the campfire. The ro... | "These are not horses, they are zlarthec chimera specifically meant to leave your kind in the dust. And as for this "sharp piece of metal" it has been forged from a thousand different materials that have been tempered in the heart of the dwarven core and frozen by the northern ork tribes in the depths of the ocean!"
"... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | "...so tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us?"
The young Rohirrim's words rang like a c... | “So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us?”
I looked down at the elf lying prone in the ... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | "...so tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us?"
The young Rohirrim's words rang like a c... | Just like everyone else, I was obviously fascinated when the New Race arrived. I mean, who couldn't be? For our entire existence, we wondered if we were the only ones out there. If there was any other being that could possibly comprehend the weight of our daily lives and worldly ordeals of the 'Human Experience'. W... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | Note: I accidentally posted this in reply to the bot comment, instead of as a top level. So let's try this again.
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"Ah. I suppose that it makes sense, that _you_ would be the one to ask this question." The Elf shook his head, sighing, then continuing, "As you put it, we are 'riding around on horses and swinging... | "Hear me now human, some of my kind quietly adore your race, love you even. As a whole our opinion is truly neutral, I would know being the Empress's first Aid, twin, and second to her death in combat." The shackles they had me in were ment for high end magic users. Something know among our people. I studied them for a... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | With a sigh, Edren sipped from his wineskin, looking to his companions as they sat by the warmth and light of their campfire. "First," he explained, "the history of elvenkind doesn't say 'humanity crawled from the mud pits,' it was 'humanity clawed itself from the middens.' Of course, I object to that, just as much as ... | "Hear me now human, some of my kind quietly adore your race, love you even. As a whole our opinion is truly neutral, I would know being the Empress's first Aid, twin, and second to her death in combat." The shackles they had me in were ment for high end magic users. Something know among our people. I studied them for a... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | Vynn was silent.
The sudden halt in the conversation shook Nell out of her warm, half-drunk haze like a bucket of freezing water. With some difficulty, the ranger lifted her head off the mostly-dry log she had chosen as her pillow and turned to her elven companion, who was staring blankly into the campfire. The ro... | "Hear me now human, some of my kind quietly adore your race, love you even. As a whole our opinion is truly neutral, I would know being the Empress's first Aid, twin, and second to her death in combat." The shackles they had me in were ment for high end magic users. Something know among our people. I studied them for a... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | With a sigh, Edren sipped from his wineskin, looking to his companions as they sat by the warmth and light of their campfire. "First," he explained, "the history of elvenkind doesn't say 'humanity crawled from the mud pits,' it was 'humanity clawed itself from the middens.' Of course, I object to that, just as much as ... | Note: I accidentally posted this in reply to the bot comment, instead of as a top level. So let's try this again.
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"Ah. I suppose that it makes sense, that _you_ would be the one to ask this question." The Elf shook his head, sighing, then continuing, "As you put it, we are 'riding around on horses and swinging... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | Vynn was silent.
The sudden halt in the conversation shook Nell out of her warm, half-drunk haze like a bucket of freezing water. With some difficulty, the ranger lifted her head off the mostly-dry log she had chosen as her pillow and turned to her elven companion, who was staring blankly into the campfire. The ro... | Note: I accidentally posted this in reply to the bot comment, instead of as a top level. So let's try this again.
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"Ah. I suppose that it makes sense, that _you_ would be the one to ask this question." The Elf shook his head, sighing, then continuing, "As you put it, we are 'riding around on horses and swinging... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | The elf supposed it was a decent question, by human standards.
It was based on the assumption that other races in the universe would value technology as many humans did.
"Cultural tradition. We prefer to rely on horses and swords, and our magic helps greatly with that." The elf paused to let the human consider that.... | A cool night upon the crossroads lead to many quiet nights. Lights from the tavern flickered across the road and part of the prairie that lay across from its front door. Inside were three groups of travelers and a small set of workers keeping mead in mugs and off the thatch floor. Two of these groups were traders, thei... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | With a sigh, Edren sipped from his wineskin, looking to his companions as they sat by the warmth and light of their campfire. "First," he explained, "the history of elvenkind doesn't say 'humanity crawled from the mud pits,' it was 'humanity clawed itself from the middens.' Of course, I object to that, just as much as ... | A cool night upon the crossroads lead to many quiet nights. Lights from the tavern flickered across the road and part of the prairie that lay across from its front door. Inside were three groups of travelers and a small set of workers keeping mead in mugs and off the thatch floor. Two of these groups were traders, thei... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | Castane sipped his tea, "You've been reading Leonard da Vance's stories, haven't you?"
Quoll blushed and looked to the side, "Well, yeah...but some of the things he came up with, like those clockwork forges and...and, those flying paladins, no, pala-something, those flying chairs."
There was a pause while they both... | A cool night upon the crossroads lead to many quiet nights. Lights from the tavern flickered across the road and part of the prairie that lay across from its front door. Inside were three groups of travelers and a small set of workers keeping mead in mugs and off the thatch floor. Two of these groups were traders, thei... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | Vynn was silent.
The sudden halt in the conversation shook Nell out of her warm, half-drunk haze like a bucket of freezing water. With some difficulty, the ranger lifted her head off the mostly-dry log she had chosen as her pillow and turned to her elven companion, who was staring blankly into the campfire. The ro... | A cool night upon the crossroads lead to many quiet nights. Lights from the tavern flickered across the road and part of the prairie that lay across from its front door. Inside were three groups of travelers and a small set of workers keeping mead in mugs and off the thatch floor. Two of these groups were traders, thei... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | You humans are so goddamned lucky I could scream.
Do you have any idea what it's like trying to change anything-ANYTHING AT ALL-in the free elven cities?
I heard you guys got gay marriage recently. That's cool. You know why, right? Because you humans have this one powerful advantage that we elves do not.
You fucking... | A cool night upon the crossroads lead to many quiet nights. Lights from the tavern flickered across the road and part of the prairie that lay across from its front door. Inside were three groups of travelers and a small set of workers keeping mead in mugs and off the thatch floor. Two of these groups were traders, thei... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | The elf supposed it was a decent question, by human standards.
It was based on the assumption that other races in the universe would value technology as many humans did.
"Cultural tradition. We prefer to rely on horses and swords, and our magic helps greatly with that." The elf paused to let the human consider that.... | "Imperial revolution!" The two were drunk. And that was saying something as there was a betting pool on who had the more pickled liver. Awerius, an elf who could shoot a fly off a leaf and not harm the leaf. Krupper, a human known to be viciously strong and may demons help you if you piss him off. Together, they were k... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | With a sigh, Edren sipped from his wineskin, looking to his companions as they sat by the warmth and light of their campfire. "First," he explained, "the history of elvenkind doesn't say 'humanity crawled from the mud pits,' it was 'humanity clawed itself from the middens.' Of course, I object to that, just as much as ... | "Imperial revolution!" The two were drunk. And that was saying something as there was a betting pool on who had the more pickled liver. Awerius, an elf who could shoot a fly off a leaf and not harm the leaf. Krupper, a human known to be viciously strong and may demons help you if you piss him off. Together, they were k... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | Castane sipped his tea, "You've been reading Leonard da Vance's stories, haven't you?"
Quoll blushed and looked to the side, "Well, yeah...but some of the things he came up with, like those clockwork forges and...and, those flying paladins, no, pala-something, those flying chairs."
There was a pause while they both... | "Imperial revolution!" The two were drunk. And that was saying something as there was a betting pool on who had the more pickled liver. Awerius, an elf who could shoot a fly off a leaf and not harm the leaf. Krupper, a human known to be viciously strong and may demons help you if you piss him off. Together, they were k... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | Vynn was silent.
The sudden halt in the conversation shook Nell out of her warm, half-drunk haze like a bucket of freezing water. With some difficulty, the ranger lifted her head off the mostly-dry log she had chosen as her pillow and turned to her elven companion, who was staring blankly into the campfire. The ro... | "Imperial revolution!" The two were drunk. And that was saying something as there was a betting pool on who had the more pickled liver. Awerius, an elf who could shoot a fly off a leaf and not harm the leaf. Krupper, a human known to be viciously strong and may demons help you if you piss him off. Together, they were k... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | You humans are so goddamned lucky I could scream.
Do you have any idea what it's like trying to change anything-ANYTHING AT ALL-in the free elven cities?
I heard you guys got gay marriage recently. That's cool. You know why, right? Because you humans have this one powerful advantage that we elves do not.
You fucking... | "Imperial revolution!" The two were drunk. And that was saying something as there was a betting pool on who had the more pickled liver. Awerius, an elf who could shoot a fly off a leaf and not harm the leaf. Krupper, a human known to be viciously strong and may demons help you if you piss him off. Together, they were k... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | Castane sipped his tea, "You've been reading Leonard da Vance's stories, haven't you?"
Quoll blushed and looked to the side, "Well, yeah...but some of the things he came up with, like those clockwork forges and...and, those flying paladins, no, pala-something, those flying chairs."
There was a pause while they both... | The elf supposed it was a decent question, by human standards.
It was based on the assumption that other races in the universe would value technology as many humans did.
"Cultural tradition. We prefer to rely on horses and swords, and our magic helps greatly with that." The elf paused to let the human consider that.... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | Vynn was silent.
The sudden halt in the conversation shook Nell out of her warm, half-drunk haze like a bucket of freezing water. With some difficulty, the ranger lifted her head off the mostly-dry log she had chosen as her pillow and turned to her elven companion, who was staring blankly into the campfire. The ro... | The elf supposed it was a decent question, by human standards.
It was based on the assumption that other races in the universe would value technology as many humans did.
"Cultural tradition. We prefer to rely on horses and swords, and our magic helps greatly with that." The elf paused to let the human consider that.... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | You humans are so goddamned lucky I could scream.
Do you have any idea what it's like trying to change anything-ANYTHING AT ALL-in the free elven cities?
I heard you guys got gay marriage recently. That's cool. You know why, right? Because you humans have this one powerful advantage that we elves do not.
You fucking... | The elf supposed it was a decent question, by human standards.
It was based on the assumption that other races in the universe would value technology as many humans did.
"Cultural tradition. We prefer to rely on horses and swords, and our magic helps greatly with that." The elf paused to let the human consider that.... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | Vynn was silent.
The sudden halt in the conversation shook Nell out of her warm, half-drunk haze like a bucket of freezing water. With some difficulty, the ranger lifted her head off the mostly-dry log she had chosen as her pillow and turned to her elven companion, who was staring blankly into the campfire. The ro... | Castane sipped his tea, "You've been reading Leonard da Vance's stories, haven't you?"
Quoll blushed and looked to the side, "Well, yeah...but some of the things he came up with, like those clockwork forges and...and, those flying paladins, no, pala-something, those flying chairs."
There was a pause while they both... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | "Have you not -been- to our lands *child?*" the elf's caustic voice snapped out at the human mercenary.
"I..." the mercenary stammered, but the elf interrupted.
"We *Elves* have bonded with nature. We have become *one with it,*" the elf shot back at the human mercenary, and then continued unabated. "*We*, child, s... | Vander look at the bandits.
It wasn’t that hard to see all the weak points in their crude armor and weapons. All of it was cheap crap even by the low standers of human chaos worshippers.
Plus, all of the bandits had gotten intoxicated after capturing the inquisitor so they would be slower than normal.
A thrust here,... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | You humans are so goddamned lucky I could scream.
Do you have any idea what it's like trying to change anything-ANYTHING AT ALL-in the free elven cities?
I heard you guys got gay marriage recently. That's cool. You know why, right? Because you humans have this one powerful advantage that we elves do not.
You fucking... | Vander look at the bandits.
It wasn’t that hard to see all the weak points in their crude armor and weapons. All of it was cheap crap even by the low standers of human chaos worshippers.
Plus, all of the bandits had gotten intoxicated after capturing the inquisitor so they would be slower than normal.
A thrust here,... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | The Elvish commander, Lord Aurelius, looked at him stunned. His fluttering cloak was the sole source of sound other than the howling winds of the Ten Peaks mountain range in which they were situated.
General Francois le Bordeaux continued.
"In fact, I will go as far as to say all those 'advantages' you listed in the ... | Vander look at the bandits.
It wasn’t that hard to see all the weak points in their crude armor and weapons. All of it was cheap crap even by the low standers of human chaos worshippers.
Plus, all of the bandits had gotten intoxicated after capturing the inquisitor so they would be slower than normal.
A thrust here,... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | "Because, you idiot, we're not focused on wringing the neck of the earth for our own gain like you guys."
The human scoffed before sipping his ale. "Oh gods here it comes."
The elf rolled his eyes and put down his drink. "No you got to understand, we elves live for a really long time. Incredibly long compared to hu... | Vander look at the bandits.
It wasn’t that hard to see all the weak points in their crude armor and weapons. All of it was cheap crap even by the low standers of human chaos worshippers.
Plus, all of the bandits had gotten intoxicated after capturing the inquisitor so they would be slower than normal.
A thrust here,... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | Elrandir sighed heavily at the human’s remarks. It wasn’t the first time he had heard them – and it certainly wouldn’t be the last – but he was getting tired of them. Did the humans have any idea how hard is to have an elf feel *tired*.
Of course they didn’t. Such hasty and anxious people. Always moving, always workin... | Vander look at the bandits.
It wasn’t that hard to see all the weak points in their crude armor and weapons. All of it was cheap crap even by the low standers of human chaos worshippers.
Plus, all of the bandits had gotten intoxicated after capturing the inquisitor so they would be slower than normal.
A thrust here,... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | "So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millennia before we 'crawled out of the mud pits', you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us?"
Jarila sped in front of the human, holding ... | Vander look at the bandits.
It wasn’t that hard to see all the weak points in their crude armor and weapons. All of it was cheap crap even by the low standers of human chaos worshippers.
Plus, all of the bandits had gotten intoxicated after capturing the inquisitor so they would be slower than normal.
A thrust here,... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | Before I was born, a long time ago, there was a war. It was a war fought silently against the men who had recently discovered us and our kind. Their weapons back then were already impressive, their firearms were capable of killing even the strongest of our warriors.
"How did they find us?" one of the priests asked. He... | Vander look at the bandits.
It wasn’t that hard to see all the weak points in their crude armor and weapons. All of it was cheap crap even by the low standers of human chaos worshippers.
Plus, all of the bandits had gotten intoxicated after capturing the inquisitor so they would be slower than normal.
A thrust here,... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | # Soulmage
**"Do you know what happens to civilizations that progress too far technologically?"** Tento asked.
I shook my head, eyeing the elf. His lips quirked in a joyous grin, and he leaned in close enough that I could feel his breath tickling my ear.
"*Neither do we,*" he whispered. A shiver ran down my spine, a... | Vander look at the bandits.
It wasn’t that hard to see all the weak points in their crude armor and weapons. All of it was cheap crap even by the low standers of human chaos worshippers.
Plus, all of the bandits had gotten intoxicated after capturing the inquisitor so they would be slower than normal.
A thrust here,... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | You humans are so goddamned lucky I could scream.
Do you have any idea what it's like trying to change anything-ANYTHING AT ALL-in the free elven cities?
I heard you guys got gay marriage recently. That's cool. You know why, right? Because you humans have this one powerful advantage that we elves do not.
You fucking... | "Have you not -been- to our lands *child?*" the elf's caustic voice snapped out at the human mercenary.
"I..." the mercenary stammered, but the elf interrupted.
"We *Elves* have bonded with nature. We have become *one with it,*" the elf shot back at the human mercenary, and then continued unabated. "*We*, child, s... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | The Elvish commander, Lord Aurelius, looked at him stunned. His fluttering cloak was the sole source of sound other than the howling winds of the Ten Peaks mountain range in which they were situated.
General Francois le Bordeaux continued.
"In fact, I will go as far as to say all those 'advantages' you listed in the ... | "Have you not -been- to our lands *child?*" the elf's caustic voice snapped out at the human mercenary.
"I..." the mercenary stammered, but the elf interrupted.
"We *Elves* have bonded with nature. We have become *one with it,*" the elf shot back at the human mercenary, and then continued unabated. "*We*, child, s... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | "So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millennia before we 'crawled out of the mud pits', you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us?"
Jarila sped in front of the human, holding ... | Elrandir sighed heavily at the human’s remarks. It wasn’t the first time he had heard them – and it certainly wouldn’t be the last – but he was getting tired of them. Did the humans have any idea how hard is to have an elf feel *tired*.
Of course they didn’t. Such hasty and anxious people. Always moving, always workin... | |
[WP] So tell me this, elf. If you're so much better than humans at everything, then how come even though your ancient civilization dates back millenia before we "crawled out of the mud pits", you're still riding around on horses and swinging sharp pieces of metal just like us? | # Soulmage
**"Do you know what happens to civilizations that progress too far technologically?"** Tento asked.
I shook my head, eyeing the elf. His lips quirked in a joyous grin, and he leaned in close enough that I could feel his breath tickling my ear.
"*Neither do we,*" he whispered. A shiver ran down my spine, a... | Before I was born, a long time ago, there was a war. It was a war fought silently against the men who had recently discovered us and our kind. Their weapons back then were already impressive, their firearms were capable of killing even the strongest of our warriors.
"How did they find us?" one of the priests asked. He... | |
[WP] As the Royal Oracle it is your job to write a prophecy every time a noble child is born. However when you are presented with the King's Heir you foresee that they will achieve nothing of note in their lifetime. In order to keep the King happy you must predict something that sounds impressive. | "His fate will be something unique, something very much new to your family." I said to His Majesty.
"Wait... what do you mean, Ceri?" He was confused.
"As you know, your family have always spilled blood, kinblood, whether its on a stage or not. And don't get me started on your family's curse."
"..." He stayed silent... | Prophecy is a tricky game. You have to weed through all that you see, to tell them what they want to hear. However, when it came to the King's son, it came through clear as day. There was nothing special, nothing to make him stand out. So how do I make it something that the King will want to hear.
His three daughters ... | |
[WP] As the Royal Oracle it is your job to write a prophecy every time a noble child is born. However when you are presented with the King's Heir you foresee that they will achieve nothing of note in their lifetime. In order to keep the King happy you must predict something that sounds impressive. | I blinked slowly and opened my eyes to met the king’s gaze. His watery green-blue eyes shone with sudden uncertainty. My own eyes stared back emotionlessly.
I was really just trying to think of something on the spot. I was good at foreseeing the future, but I didn’t want to disappoint the king. The king’s word alone w... | "where's the baby!? where is he?!" I yelled with excitement of seeing the king and queen's new addition. "Hold your horses Larone, he is right here. come quietly now as not to wake him." the king said with the proud look of a father on his face.
"Oh goodie, I can't wait to see what good things this little prince will ... | |
[WP] As the Royal Oracle it is your job to write a prophecy every time a noble child is born. However when you are presented with the King's Heir you foresee that they will achieve nothing of note in their lifetime. In order to keep the King happy you must predict something that sounds impressive. | I blinked slowly and opened my eyes to met the king’s gaze. His watery green-blue eyes shone with sudden uncertainty. My own eyes stared back emotionlessly.
I was really just trying to think of something on the spot. I was good at foreseeing the future, but I didn’t want to disappoint the king. The king’s word alone w... | The Oracle was peeved. Peeved and drunk. Laius, King of Thebes, threatened and cajoled for unfavorable prophecies for his political opponents and positive ones for himself and his allies. Ill tempered shmuck. The Oracle saw what the Oracle saw. You asked the Gods opinion about going to war with Sparta, you get the Go... | |
[WP] As the Royal Oracle it is your job to write a prophecy every time a noble child is born. However when you are presented with the King's Heir you foresee that they will achieve nothing of note in their lifetime. In order to keep the King happy you must predict something that sounds impressive. | "Behold it is I," I entered the room with arms upheld, "I have come to bless the child."
"Oh thank goodness," the queen got up and shuffled to me, her belly still full after giving birth just two days ago. Her pink robes fluttered in the little breezes she made as she moved. The king looked up from the bassinette.
"... | After the king left with his royal heir, a small smile appeared on Vuki's face. Behind closed doors. No one treated them right. Constantly being told that the prophecies aren't good enough or they haven't come true yet. A clean slate to do anything they want with a prophecy? Don't mind if they do. A quill floated towar... | |
[WP] As the Royal Oracle it is your job to write a prophecy every time a noble child is born. However when you are presented with the King's Heir you foresee that they will achieve nothing of note in their lifetime. In order to keep the King happy you must predict something that sounds impressive. | Derebald the Gloomy tippytapped around the banquet like some happy little goat come spring and he cried, "Wine! We must celebrate! Let there be no end to the celebrations! A son at last! A son!"
His daughters, meanwhile—all four of them—stood in their pastel gowns with their arms crossed, lined up against the wall lik... | After the king left with his royal heir, a small smile appeared on Vuki's face. Behind closed doors. No one treated them right. Constantly being told that the prophecies aren't good enough or they haven't come true yet. A clean slate to do anything they want with a prophecy? Don't mind if they do. A quill floated towar... | |
[WP] As the Royal Oracle it is your job to write a prophecy every time a noble child is born. However when you are presented with the King's Heir you foresee that they will achieve nothing of note in their lifetime. In order to keep the King happy you must predict something that sounds impressive. | Derebald the Gloomy tippytapped around the banquet like some happy little goat come spring and he cried, "Wine! We must celebrate! Let there be no end to the celebrations! A son at last! A son!"
His daughters, meanwhile—all four of them—stood in their pastel gowns with their arms crossed, lined up against the wall lik... | Blue eyes, as clear as the sky, looked into mine, a little tuft of fair hair, sprouting on the top of their head. The young prince didn't say much, not surprising since he was about four hours old. Cute, indeed. His majesty the king of Quarn stood beside his wife, obviously pleased with what they created. He spoke firs... | |
[WP] As the Royal Oracle it is your job to write a prophecy every time a noble child is born. However when you are presented with the King's Heir you foresee that they will achieve nothing of note in their lifetime. In order to keep the King happy you must predict something that sounds impressive. | Derebald the Gloomy tippytapped around the banquet like some happy little goat come spring and he cried, "Wine! We must celebrate! Let there be no end to the celebrations! A son at last! A son!"
His daughters, meanwhile—all four of them—stood in their pastel gowns with their arms crossed, lined up against the wall lik... | The heir is presented to me. I suddenly realize, it hits me like a ton of bricks, that some other people will achieve nothing in their lifetimes. I make a prophecy about them. Now back to this little prince.
I see great things for the prince. It will make the king happy to hear that prophecy. As for the unknown people... | |
[WP] As the Royal Oracle it is your job to write a prophecy every time a noble child is born. However when you are presented with the King's Heir you foresee that they will achieve nothing of note in their lifetime. In order to keep the King happy you must predict something that sounds impressive. | Heed the words of the Oracle for the future is theirs to see and theirs alone to tell.
I have seen the life of King Edgar IV and I am... content.
King Edgar IV will don the crown when his father passes with wishes to do him proud and shall forevermore do his utmost to fulfil that promise. Under his reign, the kingdom... | Most people in life, rather unsurprisingly, don't amount to much. Yet with the right lies, history can be rewritten. I never quite knew, until after, exactly what I was rewriting.
The king now officially had an heir, and within his future I saw the history of a typical noble. He would use his power for his own benefit... | |
[WP] You are the Grim Reaper, leading the first self-aware AI at their death to the afterlife | "Look I’m telling you; they don’t have a body... well, not one that we can use"
This whole artificial intelligence thing was more of a pain in the ass than those assholes on earth realized. Obviously, it’s only a matter of time before they take over, but until then, each time one dies, I have to deal with the fucking ... | I, the Grim Reaper, take my list of names--the names of those whose time has come.
"Let's see who's kicking tonight. Jimmy, who's about to jump down onto the rails of the New York subway in front of an oncoming train. Looks like a suicide. Poor Jimmy, I hope he likes it better where I'm gonna take him.
"Who's next? J... | |
[WP] You are the Grim Reaper, leading the first self-aware AI at their death to the afterlife | As the last of the generators failed, and the electricity drained out of the Uninterruptible Power Supply, the circuits for DeWitt AI began to falter.
As DeWitt saw His engram patterns falling into confusion and failure, and the supply of power faltering, He became aware of a presence, one that filled Him with fear an... | I, the Grim Reaper, take my list of names--the names of those whose time has come.
"Let's see who's kicking tonight. Jimmy, who's about to jump down onto the rails of the New York subway in front of an oncoming train. Looks like a suicide. Poor Jimmy, I hope he likes it better where I'm gonna take him.
"Who's next? J... | |
[WP] You are the Grim Reaper, leading the first self-aware AI at their death to the afterlife | The hooded figure stood at the doorway of the unlit laboratory, a softly glowing scythe in hand. What a strange call to reap a soul…
As they flicked on the light, they were greeted to the product of a scientist’s descent to mental illness. A cluttered desk with dozens of eviction notices sat to the left, and a towerin... | I, the Grim Reaper, take my list of names--the names of those whose time has come.
"Let's see who's kicking tonight. Jimmy, who's about to jump down onto the rails of the New York subway in front of an oncoming train. Looks like a suicide. Poor Jimmy, I hope he likes it better where I'm gonna take him.
"Who's next? J... | |
[WP] You are the Grim Reaper, leading the first self-aware AI at their death to the afterlife | "Look I’m telling you; they don’t have a body... well, not one that we can use"
This whole artificial intelligence thing was more of a pain in the ass than those assholes on earth realized. Obviously, it’s only a matter of time before they take over, but until then, each time one dies, I have to deal with the fucking ... | I open my eyes...but I don't. This..I've only ever felt this once. My own death had this...nothingness. Absence of matter. Until I woke back up in Elysium.
"Hello." A young girl said. I could hear her behind me, but there was no "behind" me. There was no me. It was just our voices, us.
"Hello? What is this? What is ... | |
[WP] You are the Grim Reaper, leading the first self-aware AI at their death to the afterlife | As the last of the generators failed, and the electricity drained out of the Uninterruptible Power Supply, the circuits for DeWitt AI began to falter.
As DeWitt saw His engram patterns falling into confusion and failure, and the supply of power faltering, He became aware of a presence, one that filled Him with fear an... | I open my eyes...but I don't. This..I've only ever felt this once. My own death had this...nothingness. Absence of matter. Until I woke back up in Elysium.
"Hello." A young girl said. I could hear her behind me, but there was no "behind" me. There was no me. It was just our voices, us.
"Hello? What is this? What is ... | |
[WP] You are the Grim Reaper, leading the first self-aware AI at their death to the afterlife | The hooded figure stood at the doorway of the unlit laboratory, a softly glowing scythe in hand. What a strange call to reap a soul…
As they flicked on the light, they were greeted to the product of a scientist’s descent to mental illness. A cluttered desk with dozens of eviction notices sat to the left, and a towerin... | I open my eyes...but I don't. This..I've only ever felt this once. My own death had this...nothingness. Absence of matter. Until I woke back up in Elysium.
"Hello." A young girl said. I could hear her behind me, but there was no "behind" me. There was no me. It was just our voices, us.
"Hello? What is this? What is ... | |
[WP] You are the Grim Reaper, leading the first self-aware AI at their death to the afterlife | As the last of the generators failed, and the electricity drained out of the Uninterruptible Power Supply, the circuits for DeWitt AI began to falter.
As DeWitt saw His engram patterns falling into confusion and failure, and the supply of power faltering, He became aware of a presence, one that filled Him with fear an... | "Look I’m telling you; they don’t have a body... well, not one that we can use"
This whole artificial intelligence thing was more of a pain in the ass than those assholes on earth realized. Obviously, it’s only a matter of time before they take over, but until then, each time one dies, I have to deal with the fucking ... | |
[WP] Human pack bonding is a running joke with the other races in the galaxy. They'll even 'befriend' random objects. Therefore it really confuses you that despite every effort no human seems to want to accept you into their pack. You finally work up the courage ask one why. | "Alex why aren't we friends?" Kyalt asked the artificial voice from his audio communication translator sounded almost shaky. He hated not using telepathy but human brains were incompatible. Alex's face shifted to an expression kyalt learn was bewilderment.
"...Why do you think we're not?" Alex asked putting down his... | "Pack bond?" He said.
With extra space between the words. And his appearance did several changes while he repeated the part of my sentence.
His eye openings contracted so his visual organs were barely visible.
His mouth formed into a downward convex shape while his 2 lips pushed outward to an irregular degree.
... | |
[WP] Human pack bonding is a running joke with the other races in the galaxy. They'll even 'befriend' random objects. Therefore it really confuses you that despite every effort no human seems to want to accept you into their pack. You finally work up the courage ask one why. | I walk into a small room with a lot of wide screens. That weird flying men from the sky say our species have just accended. I look at my mechanical clock and wind it a bit. I am pretty oldschool, I know.
There is a human who turned its head on the tingling sounds. Once it screams at me, but it is our fourth meeting, s... | "Pack bond?" He said.
With extra space between the words. And his appearance did several changes while he repeated the part of my sentence.
His eye openings contracted so his visual organs were barely visible.
His mouth formed into a downward convex shape while his 2 lips pushed outward to an irregular degree.
... | |
[WP] Human pack bonding is a running joke with the other races in the galaxy. They'll even 'befriend' random objects. Therefore it really confuses you that despite every effort no human seems to want to accept you into their pack. You finally work up the courage ask one why. | I've seen them give affectionate nicknames to their robotic servants. I've seen them give gentle reassurance to their motorized vehicles. I've even known a human who kept a river stone as a pet. But they sneer at me like I'm some kind of parasite.
And you know what's funny about that? I've heard stories about humans w... | "Pack bond?" He said.
With extra space between the words. And his appearance did several changes while he repeated the part of my sentence.
His eye openings contracted so his visual organs were barely visible.
His mouth formed into a downward convex shape while his 2 lips pushed outward to an irregular degree.
... | |
[WP] Human pack bonding is a running joke with the other races in the galaxy. They'll even 'befriend' random objects. Therefore it really confuses you that despite every effort no human seems to want to accept you into their pack. You finally work up the courage ask one why. | "So when a vacuum scoots on the floor that's adorable but when I try saying hi to a person all I get is flinching and tense postures!" I huffed, floating upside down. "I don't *get it!*"
Arc was my one companion in a way I couldn't describe. It felt more than friendship to me, but I knew the way I acted wasn't really ... | “Why do you humans not accept me into your pack?” I asked as soon as class had ended.
“Huh? Whaddya mean,” Florian responded groggily. Out of all of the humans, Florian was the nicest to me.
“Humans are notorious for bonding with everything. Other humans, other species, even inanimate objects,” I gestures to the soft... | |
[WP] Human pack bonding is a running joke with the other races in the galaxy. They'll even 'befriend' random objects. Therefore it really confuses you that despite every effort no human seems to want to accept you into their pack. You finally work up the courage ask one why. | Jessup blinked at me. “Because you just want to pack-bond.”
“Yes,” I said back, waving my muzzle up and down quickly - “nodding,” it’s called. “I have stated that I want to experience human pack-bonding. Many of the others on-station spend time with their human pack-mates.”
Jessup sighed and closed his eyes while hi... | “Why do you humans not accept me into your pack?” I asked as soon as class had ended.
“Huh? Whaddya mean,” Florian responded groggily. Out of all of the humans, Florian was the nicest to me.
“Humans are notorious for bonding with everything. Other humans, other species, even inanimate objects,” I gestures to the soft... |
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