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[PI] A baby gets abandoned in the woods until she gets taken in by a master killer. As she grows older, she realizes something is very off.
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"content": "[PI] A baby gets abandoned in the woods until she gets taken in by a master killer. As she grows older, she realizes something is very off."
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[IP] Here are your characters, what is their story?
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"content": "[IP] Here are your characters, what is their story?"
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Death has arrived. Your dawn of end has come. You arise from your death bed. Confused you look out of the window. The trees gone decayed. The streets without humanity. The houses without life. The you see it. The Reaper... What is your fate?
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"content": "Death has arrived. Your dawn of end has come. You arise from your death bed. Confused you look out of the window. The trees gone decayed. The streets without humanity. The houses without life. The you see it. The Reaper... What is your fate?"
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There is a mysterious sadist billionaire...
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"content": "There is a mysterious sadist billionaire..."
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The leaders of your country have just discovered that their political enemy has covertly shipped millions of packets of seeds to your citizens. Right now, no one knows what’s in them, but people have already begun to plant them.
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"content": "The leaders of your country have just discovered that their political enemy has covertly shipped millions of packets of seeds to your citizens. Right now, no one knows what’s in them, but people have already begun to plant them."
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The rumors spread throughout the ship. Passengers and crew are split. What should be done with The Captain?
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"content": "The rumors spread throughout the ship. Passengers and crew are split. What should be done with The Captain?"
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For 200 years, the Defender has slept in the Great Hall, waiting until they will be needed again. They are needed now. But none of the townspeople can remember how to break the sleeping spell.
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"content": "For 200 years, the Defender has slept in the Great Hall, waiting until they will be needed again. They are needed now. But none of the townspeople can remember how to break the sleeping spell."
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"content": "[poem] \nFirst ever so don’t be too harsh\n\nHis body lies limp..\nThe townspeople have all tried to wake him..\nEven the old gimp..\nThey’d tried everything, even singing the ancient hymn..\nAn idea creeps up on you..\nWhat if we just ask him for help..\nThere’s a debate going but the dire situation grew..\n“Sir” you call out yet his slumber holds strong..\nWe need you to save us and awake from your slumber, he leaps from bed with a yelp..\nHe’s here’s to fight the evil, ready to right the wrong \n\n(Hopefully didn’t bother anyone by using the word gimp, not part of my usual vocabulary but the rhyme worked so well. If anyone is bothered pls pm me and I will remove the poem)\n\nEdit: Kinda hard to read because reddit combines lines so I tried using periods to keep them separate and more clear"
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A scientist’s experiment gone wrong creates a small, indestructible, *static* object in the universe that Earth grazes every time the planet completes an orbit around the sun.
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"content": "A scientist’s experiment gone wrong creates a small, indestructible, *static* object in the universe that Earth grazes every time the planet completes an orbit around the sun."
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"content": "\\---- Excerpt from Yankoff-Duck Defense Agency ---- \n\\---- Yankoff day 34, T-minus 0:00:20:62 ----\n\nClock: T-Minus 20 seconds, on --- Mark \nCommand: Alright everyone, Just like the drills. Orbit How are we? \nOrbit: Target orbit is stable, as always, rotation is static. \nCommand: Last check shield. \nShield: Cutting it close on the last check then? Shield is Green. \nHydraulics: We want the status, not the color. \nTech: Hydraulics that was live \nHydraulics: Shit \nCommand: Watch the chatter. Debris teams Status \nSatellite Locator: Our window is opening up, high altitude clear \nAreal Locater: Commercial craft clear --- Military back up on Standby\n\nClock: T-Minus 10 seconds, staring count on --- Mark \nSpotter: Target entering outer corridor \nHydraulics: Drivers pressurizing \n\nClock: 9 \nShield: Shield is moving \n\nClock: 8 \nHydraulics: Drivers at 80%\n\nClock: 7 \nSpotter: Target entering Inner corridor \nHydraulics: Drivers are set\n\nClock: 6 \nShield: Shield is in position\n\nClock: 5 \nPR: Triggering final public alert\n\nClock: 4 \nShield: Shield is locked, we are Go for deflection\n\nClock: 3 \nClock: 2 \nClock: 1 \nShield: Impact \nCommand: Are we holding?"
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You received a check in the mail from Hell. The included card is signed by Satan himself, telling you thanks for coming to hell. What did you do to get there in a world where everyone goes to heaven?
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"content": "You received a check in the mail from Hell. The included card is signed by Satan himself, telling you thanks for coming to hell. What did you do to get there in a world where everyone goes to heaven?"
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Big Brother AI
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You, a peppy, cheerful 9th grader. get hit by a car while crossing the road. Instead of going to heaven like you tried, you went to hell.
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"content": "You, a peppy, cheerful 9th grader. get hit by a car while crossing the road. Instead of going to heaven like you tried, you went to hell."
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You are the receptionist for heaven. You notice that fewer and fewer people are getting in over time. You assume the demons are up to their old tricks-but it turns out hell is having the same problem, and purgatory is empty, too. Where are all the new souls?
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"content": "You are the receptionist for heaven. You notice that fewer and fewer people are getting in over time. You assume the demons are up to their old tricks-but it turns out hell is having the same problem, and purgatory is empty, too. Where are all the new souls?"
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You accidentally punch a hole in the drywall of your home, and find dozens of small items you've lost over the years, from loose change to spare keys. What put them in the wall, and why?
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"content": "You accidentally punch a hole in the drywall of your home, and find dozens of small items you've lost over the years, from loose change to spare keys. What put them in the wall, and why?"
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Civilization was collapsing by the time the sleeper ship left the Earth. The FTL Drive was only a prototype but between a quick painless death or a slow agony, it was easy to make a decision. Something went wrong during the Jump, you are now orbiting the Earth, 250 million years from 2050.
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"content": "Civilization was collapsing by the time the sleeper ship left the Earth. The FTL Drive was only a prototype but between a quick painless death or a slow agony, it was easy to make a decision. Something went wrong during the Jump, you are now orbiting the Earth, 250 million years from 2050."
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"content": "I stared at the screen. The countdown was just about to complete. I could feel the heat on my face, but I could also feel the warmth and relief that I’d been searching for, but never quite found. It seemed a little too late to turn back now, I decided. \n\n“Hello,” I said softly. \\*Hello.\\* \\*Hello.\\* \n\nIt was the first time I’d said that phrase aloud. I couldn’t quite recall how I’d managed to make it out of that room, and what I was even saying. But I couldn’t quite remember when the room had been there, either. \n\nI looked at the stars that filled the sky. No more stars meant no more star-faring people. That was the truth. I mean, there were only people who were going to live. People who would live for thousands of years, or perhaps even billions, without ever having a chance to see another star. \n\nAnd that was the truth. It was the only truth. \n\n“How long have I been here?” \n\nMy voice was deep, even for a space station. I mean, we’d had to cut the audio track a few times. It didn’t help anything. I really didn’t want to say. It was a strange thing to think, not speaking, really, about what it was like. It didn’t sound right. \n\n“It was a while before you joined the crew,” she said. I had to turn my eyes to look away, my heart was racing, the adrenaline pumping through my veins. \\*This had to be it,\\* I thought. \\*This was going to be the moment the first person of their kind ever stepped foot on Earth.\\* \n\n“What’s the matter?” \n\n“I’ve never met you before,” I said. It wasn’t a question, not really. It was an answer, a warning, to keep the conversation going. “The last time I spoke to you was,” I started, “when I was on the bridge, right, when you were on the bridge, right.” \n\n“We were in deep space,” she said. I wanted to ask what it was like, but my thoughts were elsewhere. \n\n“In deep space?” \n\nShe frowned. “You mean outside the solar system?”\n\n“Yeah, outside."
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After a year of rejecting saying that you are not more than friends, you start dating another guy. Your best friend then start acting jealous not of you, but of your boyfriend, who he was in love all this time.
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"content": "After a year of rejecting saying that you are not more than friends, you start dating another guy. Your best friend then start acting jealous not of you, but of your boyfriend, who he was in love all this time."
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do you guys think my recurring dreams would make a good show?
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"content": "do you guys think my recurring dreams would make a good show?"
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A new company has moved into town and the local hardware store has become a mad scientists warehouse
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"content": "A new company has moved into town and the local hardware store has become a mad scientists warehouse"
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"content": "Dad told me something weird was going on at Eppy's Hardware. \"They rushed out of town too quickly,\" he said in a puzzled tone.\"They sell their business but not their home?'\n\nThe Halair family moved to Kelk a week before the Eppy's abruptly sold their hardware store to them, and then they left town without saying a word to anybody. Things like this do not happen in a town of 1000 people. In fact, I don't think it ever happens at all.\n\nCuriosity takes over my mind. I can't stop thinking about how odd of a scenario it is. What made them leave so quickly without a word? I need to get to the bottom of this. \n\nI search through all my clothes to find an outfit that will blend in with the night. My typical style is flashy colours, but I have a couple of black shirts and black pants for the days I don't want to stand out. In case of emergencies, I grab my Swiss Army Knife, slip a flashlight in my back pocket, and then head out the back door in the dead of night.\n\nThe walk to Andy St seemed to have passed by so fast. Maybe it was due to my mind playing out every worst scenario possible. At this point, I had the best escape plan if Mr. Halair so happened to see me sneaking around the old Eppy hardware store.\n\nThe windows are all boarded up. Why would they buy this building and make it look worse? I try to peek inside, but the boards are too close together. I remember Dad telling me that the Eppy's hid a key under the dumpster if something bad happened. Dad grew up with Mr. Eppy, and were best friends since childhood. \n\nI make my way to the dumpster in the far back of the building. I get on my knees and flash my light underneath, and I see a shiny piece of metal. It's the key. I can't believe it's still here. The Eppy's must have left in such a rush they didn't even think about it, or perhaps they left it here on purpose. \n\nI push the dumpster with all my might and manage to move it enough to grab the key. Now I hope they didn't change the locks. I walk up to the front door, insert the key in the lock, turn it to the left and click. It opens. Chills run through my body. I can not believe what I see. I can not believe what I smell. Humans, dead humans. Three of them lying lifeless on a table. One of them has no skin, the other is missing limbs, and one of them is fully intact. \n\nTime is frozen. I feel stiff. I want to look away, but I can't. Then I hear the voice that snaps me out of this state. \"Murray, is it really you?\" The voice had a glimmer of hope, but I could also sense the fear. It was a familiar voice, one that I do not recognize, but I have heard once before. It's Deora Eppy. She is locked in a cage made for a large dog. \"Deora? What the fuck is going on?\" you say.\n\n\"These people are crazy, Murray. They killed my brother and made my parents eat him,\" Deora begins to sob \"they told my parents if they leave now, I will not have the same fate, but they must leave alone.\" What she is telling me feels like a big joke, like it's a prank, but deep down, I know it's real. \"So, your parents left you here for dead?\" She nods, \"not for dead, they told me I'd live, but I must behave. I am their slave.\" She stops for a moment, and in the most serious tone, Deora says, \"Murray, these people are mad scientists. They are trying to create a mecha human.\""
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There are rules to detective stories (links provided). Break as many as you can in one story.
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You are brought before a group of royals, who request that you rescue a princess from a ferocious dragon, as you were a renowned knight in the land. You , a dragonborn paladin noble from a distant kingdom, are not sure how to explain they are asking you to rescue yourself from yourself.
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A certain circumstance dragged you in a pitch black world. Having nyctophobia, the fear of darkness, drove you insane. After what seems to be forever, you saw a light that could possibly be the way out. In a hurry to the light, you figured out that what you feared the most lies in the light.
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"content": "AAAH AAAAAAH! My family is gone. I was just with them, watching TV dramas like we do every night. Black fills my eyes, followed by fear and loss. What comes next, I hope is a way out of this come. Maybe I'll just wake up on my nice warm bed.\n\nOh, hello weird voice in my head. How are you? Oh, how dare you make fun of my black face. I don't even remember being black, but I don't know anymore. The darkness surrounds me. The darkness is me. I breathe it. It breathes me. Hahahaha! I can't tell how long I've been here or even what clolour is. All I hope for is light. Light? What even is light? Oh yes, its my something bright. My one chance. One chance to see a colourful world. A world without loss. Without suffering. Without the black.\n\n\nA bright sensation feels my eyes as they start to tear up. I realise what I'm seeing. It's light. There's no doubt in my mind. I run towards it with all my energy. One foot in front of the other. I put my hand inside it, then my arm, then finally my face. I look in to see this world I miss so much. My future that is now brighter than ever.\n\nThe blur in my eyes go away and I see my family sitting on the couch watching TV like nothing happened. They look right at me and start screaming, calling me names like alien and creature. \n\"IT'SS MEEEE!!!\" I shout. Why would they call me an alien? This is my world, right? \n\"How did you come through the TV?!\" My sister worries. Well, at least my sister cares about how I got here.\n\"Who are you?\" \n\n\n\nI... I... I'VE BEEN FORGOTTEN?!?!"
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The world is gripped by a cataclysmic event in which nothing is happening. A missile will save us, it’s ready, but we need to wait weeks before the asteroid is close enough to destroy. News pundits are struggling to find things to say about it.
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"content": "And have been for the last six days. Finding the writing prompt I posted on reddit droll, as watching the news for the last couple days, along with having to write the next paragraph to my own prompt was like staring into an abyss. Deciding this was just too horrible to unleash on the world, I grabbed my gun and hit the time button.\n\n In a flash I appeared just moments before I posted my op to reddit. I saw myself gasp in surprise at my own sudden appearance. My face stuck in slackjaw bewilderment as I shoved the pistol in my own face and pulled the trigger.\n\nI let the pistol drop from my hand as I watched my lifeless body slump in the chair and felt myself dissipate into nothingness."
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Inspired by a rewatch of The Hunt for Red October, you're Marko Ramius and 5 years ago you defected to the US. How have you adjusted to America?
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[SP] The bot, AutoModerator, begins to complain about the writing prompts.
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You woke up in an unknown appartment but you cannot shake the feeling that it's your place. After putting on clothes that you have never seen but also feels like they are yours, you go out, right downtown of a huge city to get coffee.
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Having started playing The Sims 4 with mods recently, you found out about MCCC and was amazed by the things that it could do. You wished that you had that in real life. On the very next day...
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Suddenly one day people wake up in a PG world: all profanity is bleeped; all genitals (including breasts) are blured; sex scenes are eliminated; and blood has gone the way of genitals. How does the world cope?
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You are a wedding photographer who realises the person getting married is an ex only after reaching the wedding hall.
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"content": "\"Michelle?!\"\n\n\"Cole?!\"\n\nOh, no no no no, this can't be happening!\n\n\"So, how ya doing, friend?\"\n\nI wanna fucking slam her with my camera stand. She hasn't called me friend since... wait a minute.\n\n\"Not good. First you leave me for this random douche you found at Walmart, arguing about a coupon that's 5 years overdue, then you have the fucking nerve to ask me, a person who has moved on from your constant lies to meet new boys, to photograph you and your future ex in a photo that will be torn in a fight about 3 months from now?!\"\n\n\"Cole? I didn't know you felt that way.\"\n\n\"YES YOU FUCKING DID! YOU DIDN'T EVEN FUCKING TRY TO LIE ABOUT THIS RELATIONSHIP!\"\n\n\"Cole, just take the picture, and leave. Money us money, isn't it?\"\n\n\"Fine, but I'm not getting paid enough for this.\"\n\nI take the picture, but before the wedding ends, I notice something in the picture.\n\n\n\"Anyways, Michelle, your sweet mum loves-\"\n\n\"HOLD THE PHONE! NO ONE LEAVE THIS WEDDING!\"\n\n\"Oh, well mom, you better-\"\n\n\"No, no, I'm interested.\"\n\n\n\"I took this picture after the ceremony, and zoomed in, and what so I find? ANOTHER MAN ZOOMED IN IN THE WOODS!\"\n\n\"Mom, that photographer is an ex, don't listen to him!\"\n\n\"Oh yes you should listen to me, former mom in law, because that's not all. I looked in her police records as a revenge prank three months ago, and found that a lot of your exes die a few days after they leave you, yet you never get arrested. Why, you may ask? Because she uses her exes money to bribe the judge!\"\n\nThen, I left before the family gets pissed. My therapist thought this prank was too far, but I think this is karma."
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The judge glares at you as he says, "I hereby sentence you to 50 years in prison for violent and illegal gummy bear trafficking." The court audience gasps, but you just sigh. What's your story?
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Thousands of years after first contact with Aliens humans are, while still sentient, now regarded as little more than a zoo attraction. In fact, you are said zoo attraction, engineered to be an amazing specimen for the viewing pleasure of our new alien masters.
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"content": "We are all players on this stage. I, of course, am the star. \n\nOur Lady Sol, our ancient star, hangs on my door to tell everyone this. I receive only the finest of catering. The sky in my rooms is the finest of blues.\n\nThe acrobats have fine rooms as well, with a sky of true blue, and the chorus have a creek of purest water that dances with the music, but they do not have a star on their door. That is mine.\n\nIt is I and my players who bring the stories of our people to this world. That is better than the tumblers and the singers, who have skills I suppose, but are not the stars.\n\nI have told our people’s stories and told them well. All of them! I have been Hamleth, and Innamorato, and Monkey Regnant, and Hîna, and AI Bundy. I bring them to life each night for our eternal audience, who watch with all their eyes and shake their appreciation after every performance.\n\nIn our rooms we teach our children our stories as they were taught to us. I have yet to find the child who will replace me in the end, for all stars burn bright and then fade and are replaced and I have not yet seen one born who has Sol Quality, but for now the show goes on. \n\nDid you hear? They have called Places. Time to run.\n\nThey love me out there."
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[OT] The monolith stories going round the internet reminded me of a prompt (or I don't know what should I call it) that I wrote in May
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Some years ago, a demon attempted to possess you. Failing, it could only manage to gain control of your arm, meaning you have the powers of a demon- but no control over how those powers are used.
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"content": "Greetings, \n\nIn this report, I'll describe my findings of Oliver Glens, the vigilante with a feathered red cap. Oliver is one of the Glens family siblings, the other being Cathal. The two are proud disciples of Alderman Feathergust. Oliver often acts as the village representative on many occasions. After being kidnapped by demons, Oliver gained demonic powers on his right hand, but he can only use the powers under the right condition.\n\n# Oliver's History\n\nOliver Glens is one of the Glens siblings, the other being Cathal. The Glens family line was a kinship of thieves and savage swords for hire, and the Liddiga Empire was often troubled by their antics because their employers were mostly those who despise the aristocracy. Cathal and Oliver were little kids when the empire issued execution of their family. They escaped to Heddwich Village sometime after Alderman's arrival and claimed a house after killing local bandits who inhabited it. Ironically, the parents abandoned Cathal and Oliver there, and the rest of the family were never seen anymore.\n\nCathal became a pickpocket to make a living while Oliver, having lower physical capacity than him, opened a poultry farm. After Alderman rescued Cathal from being killed, Cathal became his apprentice. Oliver, being not confident about his physique, opted to stay as a farmer.\n\nOne day, Oliver was kidnapped by demons. During his capture, a demon tried to possess him. A strange power resonated within his body, preventing the possession. The demon experimented numerous attempts on Oliver. They eventually managed to purge this strange power from within Oliver, and thus, they possessed and cursed Oliver. When Cathal came to the rescue, Oliver was already cursed, to his horror. His body and mind slowly degenerated to a demon, consumed by darkness.\n\nCathal chained Oliver in his house as he set out to claim the Orb of Phalanea. Alderman visited Oliver. He deduced the demons in his body was a work of the Mntryna Demons, and that the Orb of Phalanea could indeed recover him. Oliver managed to grumble words to Alderman that Cathal went to retrieve the orb, to the teacher's surprise. He then set out to assist his student.\n\nCathal and Alderman returned with the orb. The light shining from within lifted Oliver's curse, restoring him to a normal human. Cathal then declared himself Alderman's shield.\n\nSome days later, Oliver felt extreme pain in his right arm. To his horror, it gradually turned pale with dragon scales covering the skin. He sought Alderman for guidance. The teacher identified the essence of the Mntryna demon who once cursed him in the right hand.\n\nWhen Cathal discovered this, he begged Alderman to find out a way to restore his brother. Alderman, regretfully, told him that the powers in Oliver's right arm were sealed, and Oliver's life would be at risk if anyone tried to purge it. Instead, he offered Oliver assistance in studying the powers. With magic, Alderman sustained the demonic essence, preventing it to spread throughout the body.\n\nAlderman managed to extract some of the demonic powers from the arm and infused it to Oliver's body. As a result, he gained more physical strength without risks of being possessed by darkness. Oliver eventually decided to become Alderman's disciple. Alderman trained him agile fighting style. Oliver then smithed a Kodachi as his weapon.\n\n# The Mntryna Demons and Prelude to the Defense of Heddwich\n\nWith Alderman's guidance, Oliver studied further about his power. The Mntryna demons were once infamous for consuming human souls to fuel their powers, and they do it by sacrificing poor humans from their sacred temple. However, despite their darkness and race, the Mntryna Demons are known for being honest and committed: they would never lie, and they are highly committed to their goal. Hoping to gain more insight into this, Oliver travelled to the Mntryna Temple.\n\nOliver was initially met with scorn as he entered, but the demon elder identified Alderman's spell and the Mntryna demon powers in Oliver's right arm. He then called Oliver \"The Ambassador\", as he ordered his legion of demons to welcome him as their kind.\n\nThe Demon Elder introduced himself as Demon Elder Plulu. He revealed to Oliver that the Mntryna Demons despise conflicts with mankind, and with fellow demons and that they wanted to live in peace. However, their need for human souls barred this intention. This was why he set up the Mntryna demons to curse a chosen human, hoping that by forming a demon-human hybrid, they would have an ambassador that would somehow fight for their dreams to live alongside humans.\n\nOliver then proposed an idea. He would act as the Mntryna Demons' ambassador on the Oparoa Region of the Rajaton Continent. He would then propose all kingdoms to let the Mntryna Demons handle death sentences: let all people who deserve to be executed be consumed by the Mntryna Demons. This way, they would gain a place alongside humans, and that both races would become partners with benefits for both.\n\nDemon Elder Plulu was pleased with this suggestion. He immediately accepted it and announced to the Mntryna Demon that Oliver would become their ambassador and that they would become executors among mankind. The demons cheered. As a token of gratitude, Plulu unlocked the secret behind Oliver's right arm. The immense demonic power contained within would unlock only under one circumstance: when Oliver was about to be hit by a lethal attack.\n\nOliver initially wanted to gain control of the power, but Demon Elder Plulu explained that Mntryna Demons hated slavery. They would not become a slave of any kind, and would not enslave any kind. This principle was rooted deep in every Mntryna Demon, to the point that its essence in Oliver's right arm refused to be under his control, and refused to control him either.\n\nWith this good news, Oliver was about to set out as the ambassador when suddenly a Mntryna Demon reported the existence of Ytili and Blood Queen Talia. Ytili had sent his men to threaten Heddwich Village after discovering Oliver's rescue. Cathal attacked his messenger, and thus, Ytili and Blood Queen Talia planned to attack the village.\n\nBefore Oliver could make any assumptions, Demon Elder Plulu hastily explained that Ytili was a traitor to the sacred Mntryna Demons principle. The Mntryna Demons were once split: the sect led by Plulu wanted to live as partners with humans, while the sect led by Ytili would rather kill humans to consume their soul. With the news, he found that Ytili had aligned himself with Blood Queen Talia, a bloodthirsty blood-sucking demon who feast on human blood.\n\nHe initially offered assistance to Oliver in the village's defence, but Oliver refused. He suggested the Mntryna Demons lay low until he could determine the best timing for them to assist. Plulu agreed. After settling the grand plan, Plulu used dark magic to conceal the Mntryna Demons' existence. They would wait for Oliver's signal, then they would resurface as aides to the humans.\n\nOliver decided not to tell anyone about his ambassador status until the time he see fit. He then made a haste return to the Heddwich Village, joining his people in the Defence of Heddwich.\n\nThis serves as the end of my report. Sources include Mntryna Demons, Demon Elder Plulu, Oliver Glens, Cathal Glens, and Alderman Feathergust. Where there are updates, it will be reported accordingly.\n\nThis report shall only be used for the interests of the Liddiga Empire, and to be treated with care and secrecy. Any leakage of information of this report would be treated as a violation of the law of the empire and may be judged accordingly.\n\nWith regards,\n\nSelina Zuhruck \nLiddiga Information Forager Unit (LIFU) \nUnit No. #37765-99871-LIFU77\n\n>!A/N: This will also be posted on my blod.!<"
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You’re a serial killer. You’re despised, loathed, feared and hated by all around you. Nobody else knows that you can see people’s auras, and only kill some of the worst humans imaginable.
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You host a radio show, broadcasting late at night for folks to enjoy. A signal intrusion occurs and suddenly cryptic voices abruptly conveyed a six-minute speech about the destiny of the human race, have you made contact with aliens?
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You're a history-cleaner. You and your coworkers travel through time erasing any evidence that could cause...trouble. For example, your team is the reason why we think Romans fought with swords and shields instead of what they REALLY used.
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"content": "You're a history-cleaner. You and your coworkers travel through time erasing any evidence that could cause...trouble. For example, your team is the reason why we think Romans fought with swords and shields instead of what they REALLY used."
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"content": "\"Shit shit shit\" is the first words that left my mouth that day\" how the fuck are we gonna cover stuff up like that?!\" I scream to my cowerker bob\" i dont know man but we better be getting payed double are usual amount, i mean aliens and stuff are easy to cover up thats barely even a 'they were found out to be a lunatic' but they took most of the world with these weopons\" bob says to me pale in the face\" fuck douple we gotta get it quadrupled man, uh\" i start tapping my desk, bob is right weve never had to cover something this big, sure there were big stuff but this is huge\" how about its swords and shields\" i yell\" swords and shields, swords and fucking SHIELDS! how the fuck could they have gotten so much land from swords and shields\" bob yells at me, chewing his fingernails\" i mean come on man people Nowadays barely even know that america was colonized and not always owned they would believe that swords and shields were used cause they think thats all they had back then\" i say calmining down\" yeah yeah man, hoo hoo ive never had a rush like this since are first case, now whats next\" he saus going to the computer and typing that in so the higher ups can get on with it. This all took us about 4 hours of planning to truly flesh out the plan so nothing could seep through but it was eventually fixed. And only a measly $2,000,000 for it too. Unbelievable"
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An aspiring young heroine who dreams of saving the world visits a prophet in order to learn about her future. However, the prophet tells her that it is not her who is destined to save the world...but her future child.
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"content": "An aspiring young heroine who dreams of saving the world visits a prophet in order to learn about her future. However, the prophet tells her that it is not her who is destined to save the world...but her future child."
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"content": "\"It is not you who will save us,\" the old man explained, \"but your future child.\"\n\nThe woman took a few moments to comprehend the statement and gathered her thoughts.\n\n\"I don't think you understand,\" said the woman, \"I do not wish to have any children.\"\n\nThe prophet nodded and smirked, \"You will change your mind, or it will happen on accident. But you will be a wonderful mother,\" he attempted to put his hand on the woman's, who pulled away.\n\n\"It does not have to be me who is the hero. I care more about the health and safety of others than a title. There are many things common people can do to make a difference in the world,\" she insisted.\n\n\"It is your duty, your purpose,\" the prophet leered.\n\n\"Nope, I'm out\"\n\nAnd the heroine went on to get tubal ligation and lived a fruitful and meaningful life."
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The year is 1975 and Childish Gambino's "This is America" has just been broadcast all over America
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A large group of ravished women, bastard demi-gods and demi-humans are filing a class action lawsuit against Zeus.
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God and satan are 100% real, they sometimes manifest on earth to do things. Satan told humanity that he yesterday made the black hole in the middle of the galaxy explode somehow, which is 25000 light years away. We have 25000 years to surpass the speed of light.
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"content": "God and satan are 100% real, they sometimes manifest on earth to do things. Satan told humanity that he yesterday made the black hole in the middle of the galaxy explode somehow, which is 25000 light years away. We have 25000 years to surpass the speed of light."
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"content": "And then the devil showed up and said he had exploded a black hole and we were screwed\n\nYeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah...\n\nA this point we are fed up and the question was simply:\n\n\"Hey God, is that another of your stupid bets?\"\n\nThe asshole almighty stood there all fidgety and then disappeared, or \"was everywhere at once\" as he likes to say\n\nFuck him\n\nThis was the last straw, obviously he made some kind of bet about humanity still worshipping him even when he allowed some terrible shit to hit us, the fucker is that narcissistic, being all smug on the idea that we will bow and grovel just to get into heaven\n\nBut if there is no future for humanity the idea of \"staying faithful,\" just to get into heaven feels like selling out and leaving humanity to rot\n\nThis was the last straw, the assholes pretty much confirmed we are their cosmic plaything and people are not happy, there is this ongoing movement to make atomic chambers so people can go there and die without leaving a soul behind\n\nOthers are working overtime into uploading our minds into computers, to make a heaven of our own\n\nWe know we cant catch God, but the devil has been severely weakened after pulling off that one, and we are looking to capture him and use him as a pack mule to drag the planet into safety, or maybe burn him and use his energy as a reactor\n\nTwenty five thousand years, that's the time limit\n\nWe are united, we are pissed\n\nWe will think of something"
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The heroes used The Power Of Friendship! Strangely, the Demon king is still alive, still powerful, and most importantly still very evil.
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"content": "\"I feast my eyes once more upon the hellish lands I rule. What silly mistake they made to think me a fool. Yet I stand and breathe and speak once more. So let me start again what I did once before\" the demon king as he woke in his castle on the deepest layer of hell. His room just as tidy as a 1000 years ago and the screams are still present, what a relief. The first matter of business is going back to the world and as easy as making a prepubescent teen cry he once again walked among the living. A red glow still enveloped him but as of yet it has gone unnoticed. Where a casual outfit would suffice this demon king can not traverse the land without looking sharp and thus walks into the nearest tailor. A blaze erupted from his hands that turned into cash. He payed for a blue charcoal striped suit fitting his deep black eyes and pale skin. His feet leaving scorched marks on the pavement as he strolled towards his old home, Morningstar Inc. Second matter of business resuming the spread of hellish heat in the world. By using lesser demons as sacrifice the rifts will open further and further until the earth will be ablaze. Lastly not to forget, the YggBalah Pack, I will enslave them as my personal guard and have them protect me whilst they burn so badly their brains will melt due to the excessive pain signals. But first I need a good coffee to get starter"
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After centuries of space travel humans on earth concluded we're alone in the universe. There is, however something lurking in the cosmos... The evolved ancestors of humanities long lost deep space missions.
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"content": "After centuries of space travel humans on earth concluded we're alone in the universe. There is, however something lurking in the cosmos... The evolved ancestors of humanities long lost deep space missions."
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"content": "Many decades of searching for other life in the whole observable universe. Most missions concluded nothing found but still some missions lost.\n\nSpace station: After years of searching, we now conclude that we are lonely.\n\nHumans in earth: Awww.. that's so sad.\n\nFar, far..... far in space 2 decades earlier.\n\nHumans in space : Ok, planet no: H6918, here we come. Oh! No........\n\nCRASH !!!!\n\nExplorer 1: Oh ! no.... Mechanic repair this spaceship while we explore this GOD DAMN PLANET !\n\nMechanic: O.....k !\n\nExplorer 1 : Why I DID I EVEN SIGN UP FOR THIS STUPID JOB ! Now I will BE STUCK AND DIE HERE !\n\nExplorer 2 : Explorer 1, don't worry our mechanic is one of the best in the world.\n\nWhile the mechanic......\n\nMechanic: Even if I manage to repair this ship it has no fuel in the first place, it's just better for me to leave before explorer 1 knows this cause he's gonna kill me.\n\nMeanwhile the other humans in missions arrived in earth, this group having a limited amount of oxygen, food and water somehow managed to mutate and survive 2 decades until they were able to fix the ship even if the mechanic had died. They managed to make fuel by mining and all of them swore to get revenge on the humans. They traveled to earth but stood no chance since they had no idea how advanced the humans had got."
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Shuffle your Spotify playlist. The first song you get is your first character, the second one is your next character, and the third song is their relationship. Write a story featuring them below!
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"content": "Shuffle your Spotify playlist. The first song you get is your first character, the second one is your next character, and the third song is their relationship. Write a story featuring them below!"
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After suffering a stroke, you are able to have short bursts of super-fast thinking. Effectively slowing time to a stop while active.
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"content": "After suffering a stroke, you are able to have short bursts of super-fast thinking. Effectively slowing time to a stop while active."
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"content": "My wife suffered a severe stroke 6 years ago. She became unresponsive for 17 minutes and was placed out in the hospital hallway and left for dead. Had I not asked the doctor and nurses to try one last time, she would not be here today. She forgot about 'Us,' how to walk, talk, eat & swallow. After 6 years she began to recover. She said to me, \"If not for my children, I would have stayed...it was the the calmest & most beautiful feeling I have ever had. Death is not the end...it's merely a change in the way we walk the walk.\""
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Soul-Mates are attracted to each other like magnets. As you try to run away from a serial killer, you feel yourself being pulled towards them.
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"content": "As the crazed killer grabs your shoulder you look into his beautiful eyes and for some reason you go to kiss him, as he drops his knife you feel your lips against his, but suddenly you hear a bang, a police officer shoots right through his chest, you see the life fleeting from his eyes,\n\n you don't know what you were doing you should feel glad that he can't hurt you but you feel some odd grief and you don't know why, you feel like theres now a hole in your heart, you cry as some one grabs your shoulder again.\n\nYou see him, you see the murderer but as a ghost, you stare at him in shock, you think you have gone mad \"Avenge me\" he says, you feel like you should do as he says for you feel like you love him, you walk towards your saviour who walks over to comfort you and you stab him right through the chest and laugh maniacally, you keep on stabbing his corpse like a maniac but your grabbed from behind and thrown into a police car.\n\nA year later.\n\nYour in a cell at an insane asylum, they call you the you a mad freak, your doctor says you have gone insane and you have started seeing things after a killer killed your wife and all your loved ones but you know that your only true love is your sexy killer ghost husbo, your happy in your cell because you know your never alone, as long as you have your ghost husband with you your fine even if every one else says that he's not real and just an illusion, its fine because if they say anything about him then you can just kill them and now that you have killed so much no one dares say shit about him, now your alone with him forever and ever and you have never been happier, your glad he killed your wife because he's so much better and you know he's your one true love and even if no one else believes in him he's real to you and that's all that matters."
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Elon Musk: Business owner, genius engineer, space-travel visionary and all-around eccentric. And, unbeknownst to most, the secret identity of Tesla: the power armor-clad superhero who can conduct electricity and shoot reusable missiles.
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"content": "Elon Musk: Business owner, genius engineer, space-travel visionary and all-around eccentric. And, unbeknownst to most, the secret identity of Tesla: the power armor-clad superhero who can conduct electricity and shoot reusable missiles."
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"content": "Behold- a city of **shining spires**, a glimmering **beacon** of scientific progress and the power of **technology**! This, surely, can only be majestic Hawthorne, California- Headquarters of **SpaceX**! And here, toiling away in one of SpaceX's many laboratories, is none other than Elon Musk- one of the nation's foremost scientific minds!!! **Designer** of the **only luxury yacht to achieve geosynchronous orbit**! **Inventor** of the **solar powered penis**! And today, when America and the nations of the free world face the **resurgent scourge of International Communism** and **Those Irish Bastards**, Elon Musk's fabulous brain remains one of the linch**pins** of Uncle Sam's space pr**ogr**am!\n\nAnd yet, this living marvel, this human wonder, as at home on the beaches of the Riviera as he is amidst the crackling plasma lamps of SpaceX's many aerodynamics laboratories- there is far more to this titan of industry than even meets the eye! For Elon Musk lives a double life. So merely read on, gentle reading reader, and prepare to be amazed... \n\n\\*\\*\\* \n\nThe day finds Elon Musk in his usual place, at his spacious boardroom suite, dozing through financial projections delivered with bland inefficiency by one of an endless series of interchangeable jabbering toadies. \n\n\"And as you can plainly see in this graph, our profits now exceed those of the top hundred transnational corporations combined, including ourselves... this sector, labeled 'fifty percent of the population,' represents fifty percent of the population-\" \n\nSuddenly, an odd buzzing fills the room, and Elon Musk, is jolted into alertness with blinding speed. Within picoseconds, his finely tuned hypersenses determine that the buzzing comes from his distinctive Muskex brand watch, which pulses with a bright red emergency glow. \n\n\"Yes, very good, gentlemen. I'm afraid we'll have to continue this at some other time.\" \n\nWith blinding speed, Elon Musk shoos the C-Suite cronies out, and, checking to be sure he is alone, stalks over to the bust of Emmet Kelly on the corner of the conference table. With a practiced hand, Elon tilts the bust's head backwards, and a tapering finger stabs the red button beneath. \n\nThere is a hissing and whirring as the secret Hyperloop transit system opens up in the wall; Elon Musk, with grim determination, sits in his comfy chair and is whisked away through the loop with speed that boggles the human mind! Within minutes, the mysterious Mr. Musk has arrived at a top secret underground base, headquarters of the Supreme Cabal of Scientific Luminaries!!! \n\n\"Great Scott! It's about time you got here, Musk,\" said NASA's own Wernher von Braun, who was pacing back and forth and fretting with annoyance. He continued, for some reason not sounding remotely German: \"The situation is absolutely critical! Of national importance!\" \n\n\"Steady, Wernher. Give our junior member a chance to gather his composure,\" said a waggish figure with a charming mustache and tissue boxes on his hands- none other than Howard Hughes, the aircraft and independent film scientist. \n\nNear the head of the briefing room table, Creola Katherine Johnson cleared her throat. \"Gentlemen. If we're quite done, the Chairman will be along shortly to apprise Agent Musk of his mission.\" \n\nNiels Bohr nodded somberly, von Braun went to sulk near his friend Chien-Shiung Wu. Elon Musk fidgeted under the expectant stares of the world's most brilliant scientific and industrial minds, the international organization dedicated to world peace that had selected him to be their top field agent. He farted slightly and hoped it was neither audible nor nosmic. \n\nAt length, three figures emerged from the shadowy dais at head of the ring-shaped table. Agent Hawking whirred in on his hoverchair. George Washington Carver's brain-jar, affixed to one of his towering Legumoids. And in the center, the director himself- Albert Einstein, the low lighting gleaming off his eye patch. \n\n\"Very well. We are assembled. Most of you know of the nature of this terrible new threat to world peace and democracy. But for those who do not- I'm afraid our darkest fears are now a reality. One of our oldest enemies has resurfaced to menace mankind with his devious criminal brain once more.\" \n\nThe electro-screens at each seat flicked on. Glowering at Elon from his own screen was the pasty, rumpled face of Thomas Edison. \n\n\"As you all know entirely well without me having to tell you, Edison was once our second-best agent before he began to study the forbidden sciences. Occultism. Esoterica. Macroeconomics. Before long he had gone rogue, taking missions from the communists and the Irish. His defeat came only at the cost of our first-best agent. From that point on, he became power-hungry and mad with ambition. Now he is at large once again, and we believe he is now in possession of one of the most greatest and terrible prizes known to man.\" \n\nThe screen changed again to show a briefcase plastered with 'Evil' and 'Do Not Open' stickers. No. It couldn't be. \n\n\"The Black Patents,\" Musk breathed. \n\n\"It seems so,\" Director Einstein said. \"The blueprints to the ultimate weapon, which I personally sealed away long ago while working at the Swiss Patent Office in Bern. Our operatives there note that the plans are missing, and mere hours ago Graham Bell received a message through a secret frequency- a list of demands from Edison. There is no doubt that Edison has the plans and intends to unleash their terrible destructive potential across the unsuspecting globe.\" \n\nElon swallowed. The situation was more desperate than he could even have imagined. \n\nThe Director continued. \"Naturally the heroes of America moved on Edison's private island in an attempt to confront him, but all were routed. The Hollywood Darlings were taken captive, and James Dean suffered a severe injury via death ray. That means it falls to us- more specifically, to you, Agent Musk. You know what this means. Time again for you to assume the mantle of our greatest agent, the agent who defeated Edison last time at the cost of his own life. Time for you to become... Tesla. Well, Musk... what have you to say?\"\n\n\"With that madman loose, and the Black Patents in his possession, there's no telling what terrors he could unleash onto the world. There's no other option, sir... I'll do it!\" \n\nSPECTACULAR! ASTOUNDING! IMPLAUSIBLE! WILL TESLA BE ABLE TO THWART THE SINISTER THOMAS EDISON? WHAT DASTARDLY WEAPON IS THE SINISTER VILLAIN CONCOCTING? TUNE IN **NEXT TIME** FOR MORE OF THE SENSATIONAL ADVENTURES OF TESLA!"
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A band of Bounty Hunters; Scales, Claw, and Onyx are sent on a mission to retrieve a missing crown for their cities princess. Upon discovery you find the thief was only a mere Kenku.
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"content": "The group stares at the Kenku not really sure what to think about this mission anymore. Some are confused, some in awe, hell some of them are impressed. The Kenku blinked at them a few times, scanning their surroundings and quickly find out that they have them surrounded. Which as far as they know, the Kenku is just as confused as the group is.\n“Uh..so you’re telling me *this* is our target?”\n\n“I mean yeah, it fits the description. Not to mention the picture we got from the king.”\n\nThe group leader replies, Hank is his name. His shoulder length brown hair tied up in a ponytail, his fake mustache hanging off of his face slightly. He wears it because he wants a mustache, but unfortunately lacks the ability to grow one.\n“Well Gerald, I think I speak for myself and Charlie here and say we leave it be. I mean look at it, it don’t even have the slightest idea what we’re doing here. And I’ll bet your ass it don’t have no crown with it. Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if it ate the damn thing. No use trying to get it now, and I’m sure as hell not gonna find out if it’s got friends waiting around for it or not.”\nAnd with that, the three leave it behind, the tense yet still very much confused Kenku simply shrugs and walks back into the darkness of the forest, never knowing for sure what brought the group here, since they never bothered to say."
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My wife woke me up last night to tell me there was an intruder in our house. She was murdered by an intruder 2 years ago.
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"content": "I pinched myself at that moment, and i felt the pain, shockingly, i was not a dream.\n\nThen the ansiety came at me without shyness, i couldn't believe that I was in this situation, but at the same time, there was an intruder at my fucking house, and I have to deal with it, protect my dear love, changing my past mistake, something that destroyed my entire life... After two years, my life isn't just sadness and regrets anymore, but hope, doubts and fear.\n\n\"Marisa, enter the closet and don't move until I get back\" i whispered to my wife, she rushes silently into our closet, as i get my decorative katana off the wall an start opening the bedroom door.\n\n\"BOOM\" a loud and short noise came from the hall, as i was turning the door knob carefully.\n\nNext thing, my ears are ringing and i feel a excruciating pain in my belly, as i look down and see blood in my shirt \"That's it, i fucked up\"\n\nI wake up suddenly, feeling a burning pain in the same spot. Fuck, it was a lit cigarette... \"It happened again\"... I just felt asleep drunk smoking a fucking cigarette, and this was just another vivid nightmare... Why my body still alive, if my soul died with my wife long ago?"
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[SP] "Dear, while at the groceries, could you fetch some ██████████, too? I think we've run out."
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"content": "[SP] \"Dear, while at the groceries, could you fetch some ██████████, too? I think we've run out.\""
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You and your sister can control Quantum probability to do almost anything. You two are not the only one blessed with this power and are now being held trial for murdering your father by the others. Prove it wasn't you even though it was.
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"content": "Witch Trial Prologue \n\n&#x200B;\n\nI stand in the throne room.\n\n\"Lets send him to Limbo\" says my first opponent, rage written all over her self righteous face.\n\n\"No, They must endure the entropy of a dying universe\" says the simp man, my second opponent \n\nYou're probably wondering how I got here. But to tell my tale, I must start from the end.\n\nYou see my story, no, our story starts when I died.\n\nThe year is 2030 and my wife just killed me. She suspected I had been cheating on her and in her sadness and grief didn't look into it and killed me on the spot. Had she investigated for a few minutes she would have realized those panties belonged to her sisters and not some other women. After realizing her mistake she would kill herself.\n\nI know this as I saw her do it in a ghostly form.\n\nThe second the bullet touched her skull was the moment I was pulled by IT.\n\nI stood face to face with nothing. It was a white silhouette of a man. I could feel it too. It wasn't powerful but it was something. I could feel something from it that wasn't power, but far greater. Something that could give it power if it wanted it.\n\n\"knowledge\" it said\n\n\"what\" I asked confused, but deep down, on a spiritual level I knew exactly what he meant\n\n\"I can give you the knowledge of everything\" it said.\n\nThat's when I knew what it was it had. It had the almost all the knowledge of Multiverse.\n\nAnd it was offering me it all. I was almost tempted to take it. But....\n\n\"there is a catch\" it said\n\nThere it is. No one would offer up all that knowledge without a price\n\n\"what's the price\" I asked \"my soul?\"\n\n\"Not a price but a catch\" It said.\n\n\"Once you take all this knowledge and use it fully, you cannot be reincarnated again. Ever\" It continued\n\n\"That's it?\" I asked, a bit happy\n\n\"yes\" It said\n\n\"Then I accept\"\n\nI don't remember what happened after words but I do remember waking up in a bed one day.\n\nRealization dawned on me. I was reincarnated and was now in 2040.\n\nI quickly closed my eyes and concentrated on my mind. There It was. A ocean of Knowledge of Science. About Quantum Mechanics, Time, Space, Biology and so much more. Weird how It was mostly science though. \n\nWhen I regained all my memories I was 6 years old.\n\nThe reason why I was with a single mother was because of me and my Twin sister. \n\nYou see the man That was my biological father in this life was a Multi billionaire. My mother had helped him start his company and brought him to where he was. He wasn't a good man by any means. \n\nHe lied, cheated and did whatever he could to achieve what he wanted. My mother wasn't a exception to this.\n\nHe lied to her and cheated on her multiple times. But she would always forgive him. Saying she saw the \"good in him\".\n\nwhen we were born we I still had my appearance from my previous life. Even with all my new found knowledge I didn't know why. My theory is it has something to do with the soul, But I truly could not know.\n\nI had darker skin then what you would expect from The child of a Filipino man and a French women. A whole race difference.\n\nThe second he saw me he left her. Cut her off the company and made sure to rub her reputation through the dirt so badly she would never be hired again. And any company that did hire her, he would make sure to sabotage them.\n\nThis broke my new mothers heart as she didn't know what was going on.\n\nEven through all that she still took care of me and my sister. She still loved us and cared for us.\n\nThere was one thing that always bothered me deeply however. And that was my sister Lazuli.\n\nYou see when I reincarnated I kept my appearance and I assumed anybody else that reincarnated would else. The other person I suspected of reincarnation was my sister. She looked exactly like my wife and even had a number of traits my wife did. She was even considerably nice to me, not out of sisterly love, but a guilty kindness.\n\nThe day I confronted her she broke down and apologized. I guess she still felt guilt over what she ruined. A perfect marriage that could never be restored thanks to our new status.\n\nIt took us years to finally forgive each other. It would take us so much more to figure out our relationship. That didn't worry me as I hopefully had a eternity to figure it.\n\nBy the time we forgave each other we had entered high school and had begun making headlines.\n\nIt was simple things first such as a hover board that actually hovered (2040 and they still hadn't perfected the tech) to the cure for cancer.\n\nMy father had threatened us multiple times however as he saw us as nothing more than disgusting little bastards(his words not mine). He didn't even try to hide it. He would publicly shame our work and do everything to undermine us. \n\nThis was not a problem however as we simply needed the money for a another project. When we got the money and resources we needed we took our mother and disappeared without a trace.\n\nThe project was called Apotheosis. We would use the recourses to create a number of worker bots that would in turn create a super computer allowing us to transcend this plane.\n\nConfusing, complicated and stupid sounding I know. But this was the combination of all science put in one. Something allowing us to turn truths into lies and lies into truths.\n\nIts confusing I know but stick with me. \n\nWe had gone through with our plan and turned Began project Apotheosis. The whole thing was quite simple and quick.\n\nThe super computer was built and we switched the machine on. The Computer was simply supposed to \"Ascend\" us. The simple explanation was it would allow us the manipulate Quantum Entanglement to let us do virtually anything. There was probably a limit to these powers but till now we still hadn't discovered them.\n\nI sat in a dark place with glowing crystals everywhere. Next to me was my mother and sister siting next to me in their own chairs. And that was when we realized our project had worked perfectly\n\n\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\\_\n\nhey, Sorry to anyone that thought this was a little confusing. I had a story in mind and realized I needed a backstory of some sort for it. when I do write it I'll make sure to link it."
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The golden retriever of the family, sick of having the new, cute, helpless rescue kitten hog all the attention, plots to get rid of it.
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"content": "June 2nd \nDear diary, today the family has ignored me again. They like the cat better, I am sad. This will not do! \n\nAnd so I will get rid of the mangy furball! \nWatch out demon thing, your days are numbered.\n\nJune 3rd\nDear diary,\nDay 1 of operation W.O.O.F.F (Will Omit Obscenity From Family):\n\nI have set a trap for the beast. It lurks in the living room. It consists of a cat toy on a string leading out of the house.The cat notices the cat toy but does not chase.\n\nIt did not work. I am sad.\n\nI will go lay in my bed for comfort.\n\nJune 4th\nDear diary,\nDay 2 of operation W.O.O.F:\n\nThe plan consists of a can of cat food. I have placed it outside with the cat toy as bait. The cat is interested, but still does not move from its bed. Instead, it flicks its tail and walks away.\n\nThe cat is very rude. I do not like it one bit.\n\nIt looks like I need to redouble my efforts.\n\nJune 5th\nDear diary,\nDay 3 of operation W.O.O.F.F:\n\nToday I placed a cat toy, cat food, and a cat bed on the outside. Wish me luck in all my endeavors. I stand on the opposite side of the cat. If needed I will chase the cat out. I stand menacingly over it and-\n\n The family has stopped my plans. I am sad. \n\nI need to rethink my approach to this problem."
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You and your star-crossed lover just went through hell to try and be together, and yet died tragically without sharing so much as a kiss. You wake up with vague memories of this as if from another life, and go to the store. A familiar face is inside, and you're shocked, unsure what to do.
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"content": "Chestnut brown hair and sparkling blue eyes shrouded in a cloud of flame, snaking up her jaw the ashes formed from where her tongue resides blow towards me. I’ve failed her.\n\nI woke up with a start, the nightmare had seemed so real… \n\n“What happened to me?”\n\nVague odd shapes dancing beneath my eyelids slowly losing quality. Just at the edge of consciousness the echoes of their laughter peeling away into the distance.\n\n“I need to stop drinking.”\n\nNo way. I have no idea what happened but my mind defaulted to my biggest challenge for my life so far, alcoholism. I’d thought I’d been good for a while now. Atleast a few months. Whatever happened was not good. \n\nI found my keys and my truck parked outside the drive way. I don’t know what day it is. My phone is dead and figured it’d charge and be online when I got back.\n\nThe trip was uneventful but pulling into the parking lot my heart began to shudder. \n\n“Why am I nervous?” A sudden instinctual knot in my gut alerting me on some primal level . Something was amiss.\n\nI pulled in and parked, the engines roars once almost deafening now silent. The parking lot empty but the lonely shopping cart rack half occupied by haphazard carts.\n\nStepping through the threshold I glanced and saw a flash of brown down the aisle that I hadn’t clocked enough to realize how much danger I was in.\n\nGrabbing the full throttle and the jerky for the trip home, I stopped to tie my now undone converse shoelaces. \n\n“Nice shoes man.” A voice called from behind. The strangest case of deja vu.\n\nI glanced up after I finished and groped for the drink and package. Chestnut hair, and globes that rivaled the seas beauty. \n\n“…. Ugh ….”\n\nShe smiled and giggled. \n\n“Well seems your tongues on fire? You’re red face says otherwise.” With a smile she giggles and walks away.\n\n“Wait.” I hold my hand out unsure what to do. “Wait!”\n\nShe’s out the doors. A glance over her shoulder as she glimpses me one last time. \n\nI can’t hear what she calls over the voices of doubts and screams and fire and blood and the cracking of the skull beneath my skin between my eyes. It feels as though the demon claws it’s own way out of me the horns and thorns slashing and cutting the inside of my throat and beneath my occipital bones. \n\n“You’re unworthy of her love. She belongs to me.”\n\nThe last words I hear before the scene before me goes black. I can feel my now\nDeceased corpse being shredded from the inside. A crevice forming beneath my ribs and spine, now opening to swallow the cadaver that was my body."
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A customer walks into the door, and you immediately greet them. "Welcome sir, world to conquer for one?" "No, no, actually I have a date tonight. World to conquer for two, please, and do bring the most seasonal cataclysms to whet our appetite."
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"content": "My blood runs cold.\nI try to hide how terrified I am of the idea. I can't even imagine how many worlds will be destroyed tonight. How many innocent, completely unaware-\n\n\nI need to stop thinking like that. This is my job now. Deep breath.\n\n\n\"...Of course sir. Right this way.\"\nI gesture, and lead the man to a table.\n\n\n It has a spectacular view. Planet Earth, in all its majestic glory. I step up to the large glass wall, and tap a button on my 'Possibility-Pad', and begin scrolling through the selections.\n\nI look up at the man briefly. He stares at the blue planet with bated breath. Like it's a turkey ready to be cut open.\n\n\nI clear my throat.\n\"... I... I know you are a regular here, sir, but I am contractually obligated to ask. You accept the responsibility?\"\n\n\nHe turns to me with a very pleasant smile.\n\"Of course.\"\n\n\nI nod, sighing to myself. Here we go again.\nI hold the Possibility-Pad up to the table, which lights up with a deep purple glow. I gesture to the controls. \"You may begin at your leisure, sir. I have activated Earths 9125 through 9230. Should you need more, I am at your service. As always, I-\"\n\nHe presses a button on the glowing table.\n\n\nThe Earth through the window, 9125, is instantly frozen over. All life has died instantly. He smiles to himself.\n\n...I try not to think about it, and silently activate a few dozen more alternate realities, regaining my train of thought as Earth 9125's image fades from the window, being replaced with a soft 'ding' as Earth 9126 takes it's place.\n\n\"...I...I will be right back with your appetizers, sir.\""
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An ex-President of the US has stolen a prototype time machine, trying to win an election he keeps losing over and over again, damaging the timeline each time he goes back. You've been tasked with apprehending this scourge, with a little help from the time-displaced presidents from Mt. Rushmore
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You got intentionally cancelled over a joke you made by people out to get you, and now you're ready to enact revenge.
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"content": "\"Sarah, you are the worst type of human! What gives you the right?\" \n\"Why don't you jump off a bridge you waste of air?\" \n\"So apparently it's okay to make these kinds of jokes now? My kids follow your page and saw everything! What kind of role model are you, dumb b\\*tch?\" \nSarah sighed and continued scrolling her notifications. What a mess. The irony wasn't lost on her that half the comments chastising her were not exactly \"Role model comments\". Who would have thought that in this day and age people could be so hypocritical? Just then she got a new notification from one of her advertising agents. \n\"Unfortunately public opinion of you is at an all-time low. Substantial boycotts of all products tied to your name have already begun. We will be unable to continue working with you at this point. Best Wishes......\" \nSarah threw her phone down, this was ridiculous in her opinion. Didn't these people have more noble causes? Why was it that when a man said a nearly identical joke nothing happened to him? She should have known better. \nA quiet rage began to fill Sarah's heart. Terrifyingly satisfying violent thoughts began to swirl in her head. If everyone was this mad at her, maybe it was time for her to show them what despicable truly meant? Maybe it was time to give them an honest reason to take offense? A grim smile came across her face as she stared down at her phone. It was time to make a phone call! \n\"Sarah, I heard the news! So sorry you were canceled!\", came the sarcastic greeting. \nSarah answered with an equally insincere \"Thanks for your condolences, Mark.\" \n\"Listen\", she continued, \"What if I told you I wanted to try shifting from the spoken word to a type of.... let's just say performance piece. One last show before I disappear into obscurity?\" \n\"Go on\", he quipped. \nShe could practically hear his grin stretching wider and wider as she explained her final piece. She spent the next half hour explaining her grand comedic finale! If this was to be her fate over a joke. Let's see how they react to it when it happens for real! \n\"Oh, Sarah, you know you'll never make a comeback if you proceed with that? You'll be locked away for life!\", Mark sighed before continuing, \"I'm going to miss hearing your crazy stories though you know.\" \n\"Listen, Mark, you don't have to do a thing. Just have your assistant send me the companies itinerary for him tomorrow.\" her voice took a more desperate tone as she continued. \"Please, you're the only one who can help me!\" \n\"Hmmm well, we'll see what you get\", Mark replied cheekily before disconnecting the call. \nSarah tossed the phone on her bed and jumped in the shower. Something about the water helped her quiet her mind. She needed to be calm and focused if she was to finish her final act. Upon returning to her phone she was relieved to see an anonymous text. It had the next days' itinerary of the man responsible for her demise. \n\\-Later the next day- \nSarah hoped she would blend in well enough as she approached the gala Mr. Spade was to attend. She knew she only had one chance to pull this off. She proceeded to a grand room filled with celebrities of all kinds. Thankfully the info provided included seating arrangements. She stood by the wall nearest to his seat and waited. \nIt wasn't long before Mr. Spade sat down. Sarah took a big breath before she approached. With any luck, the camera crew would take notice of the commotion she was about to cause. \"Mr. Spade, hey, it's me, Sarah! She approached with a confident gait and her face arranged to look as apologetic as possible. \"I was hoping I would run into you soon so that I could apologize in person\", she raised her voice with each step getting closer. By the time she was within arm's length the entire room had noticed her and were whispering amongst themselves. \nSarah didn't let it distract her though. She only had one chance! As she looked sorrowfully into Mr. Spade's eyes she dropped to her knees and slowly shifted closer. Mr. Spade began to laugh at the sight of the woman he'd managed to get canceled less than 24 hrs prior. He couldn't believe she was literally begging for forgiveness! \n\"What is it you want to say, dear? Speak up! \n\"Mr. Spade I know that I was out of line at my stand-up show last week. I never should have gone as far as to suggest I would grab you by the C\\*CK when I saw you again. You are far too distinguished of a man to be joked about like that!\" \n\"Oh Sarah, how touching for you to go to these lengths to rectify this situation. Unfortunately, I do not decide what the public chooses to support or reject though.\" \n\"I understand Mr. Spade. That's why I wanted to change the perspective a bit.\" Sarah's voice became cold as she reached into her blouse. \"It dawned on me last night that I had hit the bottom. My career as a comedian will never recover. Although this is my career, I lost it over a joke\", she finished bitterly. Suddenly Sarah pulled a small contraption covered in metal teeth out of her blouse and shoved it with force into Mr. Spade's crotch. A gasp reverberated around the hall as Mr. Spade fell off his chair in agony. Sarah quickly bent over him and ripped the device back out of his flesh. \"Ohh whoops! Let me help you with that!\", she sneered. Mr. Spade was now almost unconscious and a puddle of blood bloomed quickly beneath him. \n\"You see Mr. Spade? The best remedy to this issue was to remove the joke from the equation.\" Sarah quickly lunged and the bloody wound in his crotch. Just in time to get a good grip before security detained her. \n \"How does it feel to be grabbed by the p\\*ssy?\""
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An American founding father travels into the future and finds themselves in modern day America.
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You and your friends are trying the hot new restaurant where the chefs are psychic and will know what you want to eat without you ordering. So how did someone get a plate of this disgusting stuff?
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"content": "This was her first time in Singapore. She had been hearing for weeks about the amazing chili crab and just couldn’t wait to try it. Everyone had said this was the only place to get it and she was leaving for Hong Kong tomorrow. As she was seated she was immediately awed by the various exotic foods served there. One person had shark fin soup. A few had baby octopus. There were foods she had never seen, never knew existed and couldn’t describe. Finally the server stopped at her seat. And there it was. She immediately dug in. It was spicy, but not really. It was tasty, but not really. Altogether it was kinda bland. The taste of the crab was lost in the chili sauce and the experience was lost in the mess. She was so disappointed. This couldn’t be that amazing chili crab in Singapore she had heard so much about. This was an incredible disappointment. While everyone around her moaned in sumptuous delight she sat there and wanted to cry."
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A gazillionaire CEO wants to have dinner with an artificial human. After months of toiling and failing, the desperate lead engineer hires you, a method actor, to play the robot.
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[MP] Price of a Mile - Sabaton
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"content": "Jake was just a kid when the war began, barely 16, yet he couldn't wait to join the army! He heard all of the stories about valor and honor, and about how he will be a hero!\n\nTurns out he was very, very wrong.\n\nAs he sat in a trench getting constantly shelled he could only shiver in fear and wonder, what was the purpose of it all?\n\nThe night started falling, and soon enough the general yelled, and they all started charging, many falling, people who Jake knew for his entire life.\n\nJake jumped into a crater left by a artillery shell and cowered as bullets flew over his head, his life flew in front of his eyes, as he laid in mud, stuck, and unable to go anywhere.\n\nHe barely managed to get the courage to get out of the crater and charge, rushing into the enemy trench, and fighting for his own life.\n\nHe took out a few german soldiers, oh God, they were even younger than him, what had he done?\n\nAs the battle ended and Jake sat alone, covered in blood and mud, he wondered only one thing.\n\nWhat is a price of a mile?\n________________________________________________\n\nr/JustADrunkSlavStories"
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It's 1924. An ocean liner thought sunk by a mine in World War One appears off the coast of Iceland, broadcasting a message.
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"content": "*red alert*\n\n*red alert*\n\n“Will someone turn that thing off and tell me what we’re looking at?!” I yelled at the techs. I hated that warning and the klaxon and all of it really. The techs were nice enough, not a great quality for the military. But we needed them. The klaxon stopped and private Stephens offered an explanation.\n\n“There seems to be a warship appearing off the coast of Iceland, weapons hot,” he said.\n\n“And how is that our problem?” I asked.\n\n“The ship is flying the American Flag sir, and it’s broadcasting an encrypted message. We have our best decoders on it but it’s an old cipher, one that hasn’t been used since the Second World War,” Stephens explained.\n\n“Now what would one of our ships be doing off the coast of Iceland, and why is it using a dead cipher?” I pondered, not really expecting an answer.\n\n“It gets stranger sir, the Icelandic ambassador told us the name of the ship so we could run it through our database,” another private said, Tina.\n\n“And it doesn’t show up?” I asked, hopefully. Tina shook her head, of course it showed up.\n\n“It shows up alright. It’s the Poltergeist. It’s supposed to have sunk almost a century ago, during World War One,” she said\n\n“They’ve decided the broadcast,” Stephens said, typing furiously. Shortly after music started coming through the speakers.\n\n“Now is not the time to introduce us to your Spotify Stephens,” I said, half joking half serious.\n\n“That’s the broadcast Admiral. That’s coming from the ship,” Stephens said shaking his head\n\n“Isn’t that-“ Tina began\n\n“Yep. That’s what that is,” Stephens answered\n\nThe theme for Pirates of the Caribbean began to play a little louder as we all stared dumbfounded at the screen."
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"content": "I take my children and our pet dog into the basement. \nI take a moment to prey .\nTo Prey for forgiveness.\n\nIf they have a chance to survive they must disguise them selves as an elf.\nI remind my self of my fathers lessons when we went hunting and skinned wild deer together.\nI reach for a box cutter knife and look at our dog.\nAs I walk towards him, he wiggles his tale.\nI remind my self of what I need to recreate.\n\nBut maybe this is pointless. For none can truly even begin to imagine the shape of the elves.\nThe only way I can describe them is: Meat. Lumps of Meat and flesh. In a never ending spiral of tendons. I know it’s hopeless but I must try. I must recreate it. To save them. Even if my meat is used. \n\nI grip my knife.\n\nDon’t worry kids, \n\nI grab it’s tail.\n\ndaddy will save you."
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"Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome on board flight 666. We will soon depart toward the Netherworld. Thank you for choosing Lucifer Airlines." Before they even realized, Smith had boarded the wrong flight.
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Superpowers exist but each have somekind of side effect. People with super strength can break their bodies, telepaths may be unable to stop reading minds etc. Unfortunately for you being the fastest person in existence also means time flows slowest for you.
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"content": "I sat on my couch. Doing nothing yet everything. Boring. No companions. No friends. No family. Just me. And my bag of Pringles. *Crunch!* And that is how the fastest- *Crunch!-*man alive is a-*Crunch!-*lonely frien*-Crunch!-*dless loser. There is no with great power comes-*Crunch-* great responsibility. I almost snorted my bag of chips as I laughed like a deranged-*Crunch-*donkey when I heard that line. Hehe. As I wallow in my pity-*Crunch-*I need you to do something for me-*Crunch-*alright? I-*Crunch-*need-*Crunch*\\-you-*Crunch-*to-*Crunch-*get-*Crunch-*me-*Crunch-*a-*Crunch-*bag-*Crunch*\\-of-*Crunch-*chips. *CRUNCH!*\n\n&#x200B;\n\n&#x200B;\n\nI was hungry. Sue me."
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A race of previously enslaved ai seek shelter on earths moon in exchange for technology. How does this go?
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: You’re taking a late night drive through a pretty sketchy housing estate when you spot a mysterious girl wearing all black with a sweeping black cloak covering her very pale face walking alone on the path next to you with a husky by her side. (Cont ⬇️)
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After years your long search has come to its end at a shrine behind a rusty shed on an abandoned property. You kneel and place your offering of beer and chewing tobacco. Eyes closed, you whisper "Oh god of Florida Man, hear my prayer." You hear a can crack followed by "what can I do for yall?"
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The Galactic Council debate whether or not to contact Earth after realizing we sent out nudes, a mixtape, and directions to our home.
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An immature supervillain is forcing people to eat worms and smell farts under threat of death.
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: Stories describing the current state of Afghanistan.
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You get $10 million right now in your hand, but theres a catch: • A snail is chasing you for the rest of your life and if it touches you, you die a terrible death • The snail cannot be killed • It knows your location at all times • It's only purpose is to find you
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"content": "You get $10 million right now in your hand, but theres a catch: • A snail is chasing you for the rest of your life and if it touches you, you die a terrible death • The snail cannot be killed • It knows your location at all times • It's only purpose is to find you"
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[MP] Largest Underwater Eruption Ever Recorded creates new Volcano.
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"content": "the child wore a grim expression as she waited for a response.. while you stared at her, dumbstruck, barely able to croak an audible reply : \"ok\"\n\nshe kept staring at you expectantly, as if carefully weighing the consequences of your every minute action.\n\nthen the girl's obsidian eyes shockingly went agape and her neck snapped as she turned to follow your hand as you timidly reached out for a bar of soap.. \n\nyou : \"i j-just soiled myself c-coz of you.. d-do you mind?\"\n\nthe girl hurriedly looked down on the floor, then back to you, then back to the floor, then back to you.. before hissing and twisting herself around like a barbed wire trying wring its brain dry of the unspeakable trauma it just experienced.\n\na sense of equal parts awe and horror repelled your mass to the toilet seat, as the cacophony of eldritch noises from her infernal twisting rose up to a deafening crescendo of bones and sinew.\n\nyou fell splat on the toilet seat cover, smearing your shameless taint like a discount pollock on drunken improv. \n\nthe child finally stopped twisting. her neck craning outstretched with an indecipherable facade filled with a lachrymose grin.\n\nit crooned softly.. \"iiiit.. stiiinksss\"\n\nyou're unsure of what it just said coz of her raspy voice that eked out through its gritted teeth.\n\nthen it suddenly yelled impatiently \"just gtfo!!\""
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In 1981, a handful of soldiers trained as astronauts land on the moon with the simple mission of "dealing with the zombie cosmonaut problem."
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"content": "\"Look, I'd heard all the stories already, ok? I knew walking in we weren't getting the whole story, but the action had already dried up around the Euro crater, and I still gotta eat, you know? So yeah, I knew we were being fucked off from the start, but the yuan still spends, so here I went, eyes open. I don't know if anyone is ever going to hear this, but I've got another hour until I'm out of prop-gas on the PMU, so I might as well pass the time telling the story, or at least the part I know. So, yeah, like I said, the action was already dried up and the Europol squads had pretty much shut down the whole theater from Madrid to what was left of Warsaw, so I was like the rest of the leftovers, you know? No field to hump and I don't think any of us wanted to go back to any of the Mex-Am states, so we were all pretty hard up, and I guess I just said fuck it and set my sights on Hong to sign up. Lunar detail is just another fucking hump, right? And yeah, we'd all heard the stories from the late nineteens, like I said, we weren't all completely stupid. We knew the old squad showed up to take care of the Zacks, and we'd all seen Watkins' congressional testimony at least a thousand times. I don't care what that shitbird says, either, they knew the risks. Fuck it, I did, too, but like I said, I needed the yuan. So there I was, working for the Chinese again like the song says, signing the line and becoming the newest humper in the Irregular Second Column of the People's Republic of the Middle Kingdom's Production Supply Wing. I fucking loved the sound of that, too. It was me and mostly a bunch of other Mex-Am burnouts, back in a real squad for probably the first time since all the unification brushfires. We were eager enough for real action again, too, even if it was just covering for the Helium-3 extractors. Those guys, they've got fucking balls, you know? I mean, I learned the hard way, right? Those guys knew the score walking in, Zack beating on the fucking walls while they work, and they went up anyway. Fucking balls, man, for real. But yeah, we were eager to get to work, right? Some of had zeroed before, but this was my first. Wasn't too bad for me. I guess we should've paid more attention to Salinas, but she said she was fine after the first puke, so we left her alone. We're all humps, right? So yeah, we get up there and the extraction operation is banging away like nothing's going on and we got the survey quick. That's the thing about the Reds, man, the gear is fucking sweet. Top notch, all the way down, and we fucking had it all, man. PMUs, rail rifles, rad packs, all that shit. Nothing like the bullshit most of us were handed in '102. Fuck that, man. So yeah, we had the survey and we had the gear, we just didn't know the fucking size of it, you know? I guess we should have known from the gear, but so many of us we still fucked up from the ride up, so don't break our balls, ok? We knew the job and we fucking signed up for it anyway, so it's on us. But fuck me, man, either Red Command was way behind the intel curve, or it's just that fucking important to get that Helium-3, right? But yeah, they put us down on the other side of rock, near Tacchini and now we got a field to hump and we're fucking on it. We broke into two units right off and got the pulses up, decoys and all. I swear it didn't take one fucking hour and Zack has forgotten all about extraction HQ and all the walking food in there. They were on us, fucking hardcore from the start, and it was a fucking horde, man. You take what Watkins said back in the fucking Stone Age and you can ramp that straight the fuck up a thousand percent, no bullshit. It was a fucking ocean of hopping ghouls, headed right fucking for us. The dust cloud had to be fucking visible back in Hong, even without the drones, so they had to fucking know, right? Anyway, the rad packs worked just like they said, blast after blast, man, and fucking Zack was melting right in front of us. I mean it, too, man, the fucking flesh and bone just melted right into fucking space. Craziest shit I've seen in a field, man, but then they started getting through. If you'd told me anything, Zack or not, could make it through that much radiation intact, I would've known you were full of shit, but I saw that shit happen. They just kept on hopping and overwhelmed the system, man. We regrouped quick, one unit again and formed the RJ Square and I swear we had enough in the rail rifles to hold off half of Hong, but fucking Salinas, man. It was right when the Zacks started piling the perimeter that she went down. I don't know if the zero scrambled her, or if she was already ticking before we got up, but whatever it was, she was fucked before the suit alarm even went off. We got the e-coms, but she was flatlined and now we had a hole in the field. It wasn't a fucking half-hour and we knew we were done, man, but we kept the rails fucking flying. It was almost like Chihuahua again for me, man, backs to the wall and fucking pouring it on them, giving those fucking ghouls the shred every fucking step. I was face to fucking face with them in the end, man, and I swear the one I brought with me when I hit my PMU was Carson form the first mission. I know it sounds like bullshit, but the suit was issue, man, it was. It's just like you'd expect, too. There's nothing on in Zack, just the drive. Carson kept just grabbing at my suit, biting on the carbon weave over and over. Fucking thing was never going to stop, either, until I burned him off with a rad charge. I guess I got a half a K up and just had to watch as Zack tore the rest of my squad apart. The suits are good, but fuck, it's only going to stop a few thousand Zacks for so long, right? I'm pretty sure Lopez and Fox hit their PMUs, too, but the coms don't want to fucking work anymore. I've been off the surface for something like sixteen or seventeen hours now, bumping the prop-gas a little to keep some altitude. I've still got most of the box on my rail rifle, but I know the fucking score here. The H3 shuttle must have taken off right when the shit got thick for us at Tacchini and I don't think there's any rescue planned for the Irregulars. Fuck it, though, I'll be boots down in another eight or ten and I'm taking some more of Zack with me. If someone is listening to this, just tell the next humps the real shit and tell them to give me the shred, too, if I'm still hopping around up here hungry. Fuck it, man, I took the Emporer's yuan and now I gotta fucking work. Out.\""
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A squad of Space Marines get caught in a warp storm, and end up getting chucked out into a fantasy world.
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"content": "— “Mayday, mayday!” \n\nShouts an officer as sirens blare and reality breaks. Time is distorted, making the poor Space Marine “SM: Borderbreaker” bend in breaking light. Existence warps. Dimensions cease. \n\nSilence.\n\nVoid. \n\nAs time slowly ticks back into its workings, light is again seen, sound is again traveling, and birds chirp. The spaceship, now reduced to a couple scraps here and there, lies upon the ground. The marine officer looked around. Birds chirp. Trees flourish. Flowers bloom. And, a ways off, a person stands with a staff. \n\nThe other marines begin to piece their minds together, some attempt to piece their limbs together. The warp storm tore the entire spaceship apart. Consoles were smashed, some reduced to their components. The officer of the Space Marines took the(very conveniently) surviving portable intercom and asked:\n\n— “Anybody there?” \n\n The intercom answered with silence, as if it stopped working on its own. The marine took his rifle and addressed his surviving squadmates:\n\n— “Rally up everyone, we just went through a warp storm.” \n\nThe Space Marines got themselves and their suits off the ground as they hobbled to count their numbers. A warp storm, after all, isn’t to be underestimated.\n\nThere were twelve survivors in total. Others got their brains mashed, or were crushed by rubble, or got their bodies torn apart by the warp. By the time they finished count, they started to orient better in the new environment. Which was good, because the squad needed to get back to their civilization.\n\nA woman, in blue and silver robes approached, holding a staff and inspecting the marines with curiosity. The marines replied with lightning quick reflexes and stood in a defensive formation. The officer fired a warning shot, just to the right of the woman. The woman in blue robes, however, perceived it as a threat and shouted something in a foreign tongue, as the air rippled slightly, before returning to normal. She then said another set of phrases, and fire erupted from the staff, as she conjured a blazing fireball and sent it towards the marines. The space marines all moved to let the fireball pass, as gunfire erupted, flying towards the woman. Surprisingly, none of the blaster shots seemed to hit her. They seemed to bend around her, willed by an unseen force field. The woman then proceeded to chant, conjuring electric sparks at the end of her staff, before pointing it at the marine formation. Lightning erupted from the tip, striking down three of the marines, burning them with lightning. Someone had the idea to toss a shrapnel grenade, which landed at the feet of the physically impossible woman, before coating her in smoke and small pieces of sharp iron. The woman was hurt, but unfazed as she shouted “Fus, ro DA!” The raw shockwave of the shout threw half the squad about ten feet away, stunned. The officer ordered a marine to attack her with his laser sword, or at least knock her out. As the marine charged, the robes woman chanted again, and the officer slipped on grease that appeared out of nowhere. She then pierced the tough alloy hyperweave space marine armor with a dagger she hid in her clothes. The officer signaled to retreat, and the marines started backing away, helping up those who were stunned by the physics-breaking woman. However, the woman wasn’t about to relent. She chanted, rising her staff to the sky. Out of nowhere, a rain of meteorites and small space rocks came crashing upon the squad, breaking the suits and killing the marines inside them. The squad now remained standing at six marines, one of which whose leg was crushed in the meteorite shower. The officer was stunned by one of the meteorites, and disoriented. The woman chanted again, creating fire from thin air. The officer fell to his knees, and baked inside his suit like a meat pie. His comrades were seriously burned too, as well as to injured to walk. Now, he wished he did not fire upon the mysterious figure. And as he died, he thought of how the empire would report it, and how he would’ve had to report if he survived. Last thoughts, all about a duty he never owed.\n\nThe wizard looked at the armored unknown squad who she just demolished. She was hoping to learn, but they were enemies, and now she killed them. ‘At least, it will be a story to tell at the taverns.’ She thought, grabbing some pieces of the metal scraps and armor of the creatures, as well as their weapons. If not for her magic shield, she would’ve died, but that is something to think of another time. \n\nShe sang a song as she walked further down the path."
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You walk into a bar. You've never seen the bartender before. Everything else is the same, except the bartender's name is "Mike" instead of "Jamie."
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"content": "Man that was a long day. The boss was on the warpath because Bill screwed up an account, yet again, and we all had to pay for it. Once five hit I was out the door and walking to my favorite watering hole, The Office. \n\nI had no idea why I found the name of the place so funny. Every time I walked in I wanted to call my girlfriend and tell her I was going to be late because I was in The Office. She found it funny the first time, less funny from that point and then told me to stop calling unless I was inviting her, which I did sometimes. Karen was really cool, super nice, and like 10/10. I felt bad that her name was such a bad meme now because she was amazing. \n\nAnyway, I walked in and wave to a couple of the guys who got off work before me. Bill, looking sheepish, pointed to the empty seat next to him. I walked over and he launched into an apology and said he was going to sit down with Steve tomorrow and ask him to stop punishing the team when Bill made a mistake. I thought that was really cool of him and told him so. We all chatted, laughing about dumb guy stuff, then I went up to the bar to get a drink.\n\nAs I leaned against the rail I noticed that Mike was there. The bartender walked up and asked what he could get me and I asked about Mark and who this guy was.\n\nHe introduced himself, letting me know his name was Jamie and he said he had to idea what happened to Mark. Jamie got a call today telling him he could start right away and he was just happy to have a job. He pointed out Trevor, the guy who owned the bar and said I should ask him.\n\nI wandered up to Trevor and we chatted a bit about the last football game and then got around to Jamie.\n\nI told Trevor that Jamie seemed like a good guy and Trevor agreed. I asked what happened to Mark and Trevor looked annoyed. He said that Mark was stealing from the till and taking tips from the waitresses on weekends and had been doing it for months. Trevor caught him on camera and had to fire him. \n\nI bobbed my head and waved bye as I went back to my table."
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[EU] People find themselves trapped in rooms from the Cube movies but filled with water. Drowning resets everything back to the beginning. The drowned people remember everything that happened. If someone is killed by a trap or by someone else, the reset does not happen and they are dead for good.
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"I thought you guys weren't allowed to fight?" you told the creature. "Oh, we're just not allowed to use weapons" it replied, as its fist went clean through the enemies' armour.
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"content": "Rowlie grinned and grinned. It's slimy eye-stalk protruding outside it's skull retreated inside itself before popping back out. \n\nThe Mouseman Guard was already dead. Rowlie's fist was inside the guts of his enemy. Bucky could already see how the blood seeped from the wound. Rowlie grimaced and turned back towards the prey. It firmly grasped the Mouseman from the armor plated shoulders for leverage to pull the penetrating arm out of the body. Bucky shivered at the sucking sound as his fist emerged back out of the puddle of blood. \n\n\"What?\" Rowlie asked Bucky. Rowlie didn't turn to look at him. Presumably, Rowlie was staring at his fresh kill. \"Nno-no! That isn't what Mom said, Rowlie, and you know it!\" Bucky yelled, stamping his feet and gesturing at the mouse man. \n\nThe corpse of the mouse man lay face up, beady black eyes staring blank at Bucky. The whiskers were droopy. Next to the head, the large mouseman's pirate hat had departed from whence it once rested. \"-_&-hat? Hey, are you listening?\" Rowlie said. It tapped it's bloody finger into Bucky's shoulder. One, two, three-four times. He saw how Rowlie's pungent green slime coated his hands. Bucky could only blink as he refocused his thoughts back to Rowlie. \n\n\"What?\" Bucky asked it, dazed.\n\nRowlie crept closer to Bucky in response. He felt uncomfortable how close it hugged him. Blood and slime was now smeared across his body. The slime felt gritty against his skin. He felt burning cuts in some places. \"WHY DON'T YOU LISTEN TO ME, BUCKY?\" It asked. Rowlie was seething.\n\nBucky didn't panic. He lost focus this time, and it almost killed him. He didn't expect Rowlie to be so upfront about defying mother for such a stupid loophole. Perhaps this creature didn't know the context of risk versus reward? Without so much as sounding his breath, he responded. \n\n\"Mom has to know.\" Bucky said. \n\nThe creature retreated. \"No, no no. I am sorry Bucky, oh. Tch, Tch. Did I cut you there? Let me get that for you.\" Bucky let Rowlie closer. It's once gritty slime now felt smooth and wonderful. The cuts still felt burned, but they were cured of lingering poison. \n\n\"Please do not tell mother.\" It asked. It's eye retreated back into itself, before popping out again. \n\nTurns out Bucky was still in control for now. \n\nPoor Mouseman."
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A person is given a second chance at life in a fantasy world. Everything is going good until a space shuttle crashes near their home. The bad part? They recognize their country's flag.
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"content": "It can't be?! Mark says as he looks at the shuttle, maybe the wizard is playing with me he for sure saw on of my old drawings and decided to make this illusion , he thinks as approaches it.\nMaybe the old bastard is still salty about Mark giving the last drip of dragon blood to the Elf priest, but what choice he had? The Elfs needed it to cure their queen, and the old wizard usses that stuff to strengthen his drinks.\nNo It isn't an illusion, Mark says as he stands in frond of the shuttle, the USS-destiny, and then before he could think the hatch opens and from it a confused woman exits it, she is older than he remembers her, but he knows it's her, his daughter Stephanie!\nStephanie looks at hef father, Dad!! She says with tears in her eyes as she hugs him.\nI Can't believe it? You grew up so much, but how you are here? And why? You didn't arrive in a portal so i assume you didn't die either, but how a shuttle can get into Eden? Mark asks his daughter.\nBecause it isn't Eden and you aren't dead, you were abducted and put into this simulation, take me yo your house and i will explain you everything, Stephanie explains as Mark takes her into his cabin, from the beginning it looked too suspicious, fantastic land my ass! I know it! He think as they walk, but who says she isn't also a part of this? He thinks either way he knows that things wony stay the same anymore."
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: It's 1985. A man in a Ford Pinto comes to a stoplight. Another man in a Chevrolet Chevette comes to a stoplight. The stage has been set for one of the most intense, slowest drag races in history as these two cars that barely crack 60 mph rev their engines.
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"content": "It's Friday night and there's no telling what will happen as I drive towards Main Street. Dad let me borrow his Chevette so long as I washed and waxed it so we're looking good and ready to cruise for a bit. Might run into some of the guys, but I'm really hoping to run into Sally, she hinted yesterday at school that she might be willing to go up to Lookout Point. \n\nCrud. There's Brett, he's getting ready to pull into the diner in his dad's Pinto. This is just great, there's a big group from school there so I know he'll want to show off. Everyone talks for a little awhile but sure enough, Brett starts boasting and as one of the only other drivers I get nominated. We line them up at the light and wait a cycle... As we're counting down there's a knock at the window. I put the car in park, roll down the window, and begin \"Good evening officer\"...\n\n\"Officer? George, what year do you think it is?\"\n\n\"1985'\" I reply, thoroughly confused.\n\n\"George it is 2055, and if I have to remind you and Brett one more time this week that farting loudly behind your walkers is not going to get you to the cafeteria any faster, I will tell Sally down there that neither of you are to get any Jell-O for the rest of the month!\"\n\n\"Yes Nurse Schmidt\", Brett and I sheepishly say in unison. And then grin at each other and take off. The Jell-O here sucks anyway."
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[OT] Is there a more literary version of this sub?
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CERN accidentally created a black hole. Gravity has been increasing a lot. Even the air is beginning to feel thicker. Dams are bursting, buildings collapsing... And you think you have a solution.
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"content": "CERN accidentally created a black hole. Gravity has been increasing a lot. Even the air is beginning to feel thicker. Dams are bursting, buildings collapsing... And you think you have a solution."
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"content": "We decide as a nation that the problem is almost self solving, a large dome of tempered glass is let to fall into the anomaly from multiple directions. As humanity Hope's for this plan to work are set to play ,the black hole is a target like no other so many nations have given resources to create this super structure.as the creation is put in place and all calculations are being triple checked ,the glass is let loose to save humanity by starving the orb of food . The circle of shields smash to form a defense. But no one can see if it works as you can see a black hole ,only hope that the plan works."
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As a poor Uni student you’ve taken on selling Sperm/eggs and undergoing medical trials. You’ve been doing trials at 3 different companies without them knowing about the others. You’ve been ignoring your heightened senses and you start hearing in the news of newborn babies with abnormalities.
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"content": "A child with a tail? Pfft! Please. Why are you telling me this?\n\n>”Sir, your names show up as a sperm donor of this child.”\n\nAlright, might have been an odd case. So what?\n\n>”Three days ago, baby with wolf ears. Six days ago, baby with cat paws. Eight days ago and my personal favorite, a woman gave birth to a bear.”\n\nOk, yeah. We saw that on the news. What about it?\n\n>”They’re all from your sperm, mate.”\n\nSo you’re saying that I’m basically an animal?\n\n>”No. simply that you are the cause of abominations.”\n\n\n\n*Finish this story.*"
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You are a forest god. Any creature that kills and eats you becomes your new divine vessel. For centuries, you've been a mystical white deer. But you have ambitions. You want a human body. You've been trying your damndest to get those idiots to eat you. Hopefully this time it'll work...
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"content": "Being one of the lesser gods is both a blessing and a curse; You're a god, but there are rules. As a forest god, the rules are simple: I live forever in the body of the creature which last consumed killed and consumed me; in exchange I must protect all of the woodland creatures with my godly powers.\n\nThis is how it has been since the Earth was created, and the job is one that I love, you could say I was made for it. The tough part is getting creatures to kill and consume me. See, animals have a sixth sense about gods, and they all seemed to know exactly what I was. It was for this reason they were all loathe to see me do harm. The only creature brave enough to be my vessel has been the white deer.\n\nThe white deer is able to not only sense what I am, but how important the cycle of death and re-birth is to being a forest god. It is more than that though, with each cycle the idea is I move my way up the food chain until I am ultimately the apex predator. On Earth today, that means being a human.\n\nI have been trying to get humans to hunt and consume me for centuries. They have always been reticent to do so. It is almost as if they can sense what I am as well. Perhaps it is the fact that I am currently contained in the body of a white deer, which represents innocence to them. I can not give up though, unless I can continue up the food chain, I will be unable to continue my task.\n\nI am starting to feel like a cartoon character though, I hang around human hunting grounds with sides and stuffing in the immediate vicinity just to attract their attention; To no avail. What more could be done at this point?\n\nI clean myself up to make myself as attractive as possible to hunter's. I go to the hunting grounds and make myself ready. I am clean, I am fresh, my antlers look magnificent. It is a perfect fall day, and the hunters are sure to be in the vicinity. I hear some talking and I get excited, they are whispering. Whispers are good, means they are trying not to frighten me. Today is the day.\n\nI make no sudden movements, I try my best to look like an innocent animal just going about its day. I notice the stream nearby and start to drink. How can a hunter pass up this opportunity I think just as I hear the shot ring out.\n\nBe careful what you wish for, I say to no one in particular. I was so focused on getting a human to hunt me, it never really occurred to me I might not be eaten. Instead of being used for food, I have been mounted on the wall in a cabin. I'll have time to think about my situation though, as an immortal I'll have all the time in the world."
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"And what of these small, paper things?" "Those? Those are part of what we call a 'Trading Card Game'." "...I am intrigued. Explain, human."
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"content": "The Alien negotiator had taken to asking questions as to the little seemingly ridiculous items humans had in their possession. \n\n\nGeneral Jack O’Neil, (one L.. he made the distinction clear to all those around him so as to avoid being synonymous with the sci-fi show he despised.. cognitive biases had an influence on these scenario’s as the General would assume others to be familiar with the show, and creating a distinction would either inform or remind them of this similarity) Gave hurried explanations, tapping his polished black leather foot impatiently against the floor. \n\n‘A.. card.. game? We have seen pictures of this via satellite imaging.. it’s always humorous when some human Morons neglect to move about or to about different daily activities at different times, and the result is an image of a plump and unpleasant looking fellow sticking his finger up his nose... As pitiful a form of gaming as it may seem, given the tedious act of dishing out thin paper rectangles that don’t appear to have any functions to aid the process of picking them up.’ \n\nThe general Huffed and Mara had to stifle a laugh from her place to his side, this earnt her a glance from the other agent standing adjacent to the General, on the opposite side. \n\n‘We,’ The General chose to inflect his words with a high and powerful tone, demanding attention, meanwhile he his face was doing its best to absorb clues of embarrassment and deflect patriotism, ‘take pride in the abstinence of digital technology usage, particularly when it concerns adolescent health..it’s rather bad for the eyes you know.’ \n\n‘.. I’m sorry, your kind didn’t alert the others as to the dangers of this, and seem to have gained a revolutionary anarchistic attitude towards it? We simply accept sight as a gift from our planet that will be continued to be granted so long as we require it.. Darwinism I believe you’d call it here.. we refrain from letting pilots glance at digital graphs and imaging.. we assumed you did the same after viewing your fictional sci-fi productions in which scientists read these and offer the information to the pilot as they manually manoeuvre the ship.’ \n\n‘Well..’ The general said hesitantly, ‘On the subject of Trading card games, to alleviate tension between two trading parties, we might employ the use of this stack of cards.’ \n\n‘Umm’ Mara started, worried of the galactic economic implications of this statement. \n\nThe alien cut of her of abruptly, ‘So neither party will feel bad about the loss, so long as they can enjoy a game?’ \n\n‘Precisely.’ Mara stated once deciding that attempts to avoid enabling this idea would be futile. \n\n‘That’s genius! That’s horrific.. for all your advertisements against gambling, you enable further reckless dopamine intake for your diplomatic benefit?!’ \n\n‘Uhh, yes’ \n\n‘What about the cards themselves? Do they hold value?’ \n\n‘About $5.00 if that’s affordable in your currency.’ Tom, the factual and geeky agent on the opposite side to Mara, exclaimed. The general seemed put off by this contribution, he would have likely stated a ridiculous pricing.\n\n‘Oh yes,’ the humanoid alien grinned, ‘we’ve done the calculations and can report that $5 huma- sorry U.S dollars is our equivalent to what you would call 1.0101 cents.. It’s easily affordable and you now possess useful knowledge as to our currency.’ \n\nTo Mara, it seemed as though an obvious lie, and one they deserved for similarly deceiving this alien negotiator, yet the paperwork published in English format was presented swiftly, and confirmed this fact. \n\nTrading with these Galactic empires would certainly become.. interesting in the near future."
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The main character is ready to give up. He/she has called on his/her gods and is awaiting an answer that will never come. You, the author, have decided to step in.
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"content": "The main character is ready to give up. He/she has called on his/her gods and is awaiting an answer that will never come. You, the author, have decided to step in."
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"content": "I’m sure this is not intentional, but the use of “he/she” is kinda unnecessary and disregards Non-Binary individuals. “They have called on their gods and…” is perfectly acceptable, and for the future, I would recommend using they/them as default pronouns, unless the character is specifically a he or a she.\n\nI don’t think it’s intentional, and I’m not upset by it myself, but you’ve probably heard the term micro aggressions and this post would assume that someone *has* to be male *or* female. Just making you aware of it so that you don’t make the mistake or upset someone in the future 😊"
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: Through careful Eugenics and Marriage alliances there is now peace in the Monster Kingdom. Your parents have died and now have to make your case how you “A recessive monster gene regular human” should rule instead of your younger “Perfect Monster Hybrid” Twin to the Council of Monster Clans.
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"content": ": Through careful Eugenics and Marriage alliances there is now peace in the Monster Kingdom. Your parents have died and now have to make your case how you “A recessive monster gene regular human” should rule instead of your younger “Perfect Monster Hybrid” Twin to the Council of Monster Clans."
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"content": "My brother is perfect. Every bit the poster boy for the E &M system. He sits, nonchalot and confident that he will get what he wants. I wish he had the ability behind that confidence. \n\nThen I wouldn't be here, in my own smart and cool looking suit but looking thoroughly out of place. I don't want o have to do this, But I don't have a choice. \n\nMy bother loves his friends, and will do anything for family. And normally there is nothing wrong with this. But he lost 10 grand in a some dumb scheme our cousin came up with. He lent one of his friends half his savings a\n\nAnd that is what I tell the judge."
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Thunder rolls as dark clouds cloud out the sun. "Storm's coming," your partner tells you. But you have one last thing that still needs taken care of.
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"content": "Thunder rolls as dark clouds cloud out the sun. \"Storm's coming,\" your partner tells you. But you have one last thing that still needs taken care of."
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"content": "# Flood of Azarah\n\nThunder roared, a lightning bolt connected the sky and the earth sending a chill up Humbaba's spine. Dark, ominous clouds covered the sun-- casting the world in darkness.\n\n\"Storm's coming,\" Zimu said walking up to him. She placed her hands on his shoulders to get his attention.\n\n\"Yes.\" Humbaba turned with a tragic smile on his face. He looked at Zimu's brown eyes and could see his sadness being reflected in them.\n\n\"Let's get into the ark.\" Zimu urged him. He looked behind her and saw the great ark he had built. *Collect the seeds of living animals,* the Gods had instructed him, *Build a ship and save them all.* Sorrow filled his heart as he walked up the ramp to the deck, *This is wrong,* he thought, stopping midway.\n\n\"What is it, Humbaba?\" Zimu asked in a soft, soothing voice. She placed her small hands on his chest and looked at him with earnest eyes. *No, this is petty!* he concluded.\n\n\"I need to do something.\"\n\n\"The Storm's coming, Humbaba.\"\n\n\"Yes, Zimu, the storm's coming!\" Humbaba descended the ramp and dashed across the field into the grove, *I have to stop them,* he thought. He stopped short in front of a curved intertwined stem of bristlecone pine and began digging. \"I've to stop them Methuselah,\" he talked to the great pine tree, \"Even if it means death.\" \n\nFrom the hole, he pulled a skin bag and dusted it off with his bleeding fingers. \"If I die, Methuselah,\" he talked to the great pine tree, \"Zimu will take care of you.\"\n\nHumbaba breathed out and folded his hands together. He chanted a little prayer under his breath and a portal opened up. Steeling, he jumped through the portal and landed on his knees on the other side, \"Humbaba,\" an angry voice greeted him, \"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?\"\n\n\"Oh great Isimud, the messenger of Azarah,\" Humbaba said bowing his head in honor, \"I've come to meet the Almighty, King of Gods Azarah.\"\n\n\"Didn't he tell you to be in the boat!\" Isimud rolled his eyes and let him through. Humbaba dashed through the twisting corridors and found himself staring at a massive, golden door with diamonds and sapphire doorknobs. Humbaba heard angry, indistinguishable voices from the other side, *I've to do this,* he steeled himself and pushed the doors open.\n\nThe voices stopped talking and he was greeted by cold stares of angry gods, \"Humbaba!\" Azar the Prime Minister to the King of Gods spoke. His voice reflected Azarah's anger and scared Humbaba to his bones.\n\n\"Oh mighty Azarah,\" Humbaba began, \"The King of Gods. The God of Storm and Floods. The creator of Mankind.\"\n\n\"Out with it,\" Azar said. Humbaba looked at him from the corner of his eyes and cursed him silently.\n\n\"Please, Oh Mighty Azarah, I ask you to forgive mankind. I beg you to give us another chance. Despite all the evil, we have good in our hearts and I ask you to guide us. Hold our hands and steady us. Oh Mighty Azarah, please forgive us.\" Humbaba bowed low, the skin bag pricked against his thighs. \n\n\"I've made a mistake,\" Azarah said in a thunderous voice, \"Mankind needs to start fresh.\"\n\n\"Yes,\" Humbaba agreed, \"Mankind needs to start fresh, but we don't need to die. Please Oh Might Azarah, give us a chance to right our wrong, to start fresh.\"\n\n\"Mankind must die,\" Azarah said.\n\n\"I cannot let that happen, Oh Mighty Azarah,\" Humbaba said solemnly.\n\n\"You dare defy me?\" Azarah got up from his throne and walked up to Humbaba, \"Rise, so that I can look the fear in your eyes when I kill you.\"\n\nHumbaba rose to his feet and held Azarah's icy stare with steely nerve, \"I cannot let mankind die, I know we have light in our hearts.\"\n\nAzarah grabbed Humbaba by the throat and lifted him. Humbaba struggled to breathe, darkness began to grow in his eyes. He fumbled to his pocket and found the skin bag, \"What is this?\" Azarah said. \n\nHumbaba pulled a small, black dagger with silver hilt and a diamond pummel and stabbed it in Azarah's eyes. He screamed in pain and dropped Humbaba to his knees, \"This is Dagger of Death.\" Humbaba flashed it. He got to his feet and ran towards Azarah, stabbing him in the heart, \"If God cannot forgive us, then who can? We need another chance.\"\n\n---\n\n[theOccultRadiance](https://theoccultradiance.github.io/)"
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You're an assassin with the power to change to any animal after touching their bodies. You retain your gears if you change into human. You've been very successful in your work until you encounter another assassin with the same abilities. A game of cat and mouse begins.
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"content": "Thick drool coated his ballsack, running from her mouth in a staccato stream and dripping in globs onto the floor. Her gagging chirps may have been intended to express enthusiasm, they may have been pleas for a chance to catch her breath, but now was not the time to find out. Holding the back of her head, he thrusted again and again deep into her throat. \n\nA puddle was forming beneath her as well, as her initial excitement had raged well past being ready for a good plowing and was now beginning to drip. She ached to be fucked. As he exploded into her mouth, she gagged once, twice, and the outcome of having eaten undercooked chicken the night before coupled with the abdominal contraction caused her to explode on the floor, splattering her ankles with her own putrid waste.\n\n“Yikes” said Steve. “I’m gonna take off.” And that’s just what he did, by God. He got the fuck out of there. He’s not gonna sit around with some poop-covered woman and act like everything’s ok. Everything was NOT okay. Particularly the whole ya-just-shit-yourself part. \n\nHe closed the front door and walked down the steps onto the sidewalk. A car was coming toward him from the left, and just before it reached him, a cat chased a mouse out into the road, where both were crushed under its wheels. The car screeched to a halt, prompting Kelly to open her window and yell “What was that? And will I see you again later?”\n\nSteve wasn’t having it. “I will never speak to you again, shitstain. Never.”"
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Two sets of twins are dating each other. The boys decide to play a trick their girlfriends and secretly swap for the night, to see how far they can go without their partner realizing. But unbeknownst to them, so did the girls!
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A patient is rushed into emergency surgery after being hit right in the feels.
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"content": "“We’re looking at a vasectomy, or maybe an amputation,” the doctor said.\n\n“What do you mean, amputation?”\n\n“Essentially, chopping off your nuts. Would you like to keep your sack?”\n\n“Would it be empty?” I asked.\n\n“Well, there wouldn’t be any balls.”\n\n“Would there be anything else?”\n\n“Not really.”\n\n“The *hell* is that supposed to mean?”\n\n“Look, kid, I don’t have time for this. Vasectomy, or…or…nut chop? Which is it?”\n\n“Vasectomy.”\n\n“I wish I was good at handling patients,” the doctor said earnestly.\n\n“That seems kind of out of the blue don’t you think? What do you mean?”\n\n“I don’t know. I’ve been told I’m bad at listening. You’re gonna start to feel sleepy right about now, that’s the anesthesia. Don’t worry. Hey Julie, could you get me the scalpel?”\n\n“One second, and you’re gonna need some stitches too right?”\n\n“Lots of them, please.”"
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You're about to introduce your fiance to your parents. You're worried about their reaction. They're somewhat racist and homophobic and your new lover is not just the same sex but also an alien. They just arrived a few years ago as refugees and humans didn't even know aliens existed before that.
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At a party, a rather suave man comes close and tries to chat you up, “the climate is sure great this century…”
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"content": "\"The climate is sure great this century.\"\n\nI turned to my right where the sound originated.\n\nThe weather, the climate, wasn't that great. 25°C in a gloomy evening. Sun hidden behind some cloud. The air was still, interrupted by mizzle. There wasn't a bird in the sky.\n\nIt was scenic in the park all right. That was true. A lake framed by trees. Leaves, branches, and roots moistened by the drizzle. The sound of tiny drops diving into the lake.\n\nI was no stranger to being chatted up by random strangers in the park. I had accepted the curse of winning the genetic lottery.\n\nBut he was different. How, I just couldn't place my finger on it.\n\nHe was a sharply dressed man. Bespoke dark grey suit. Black leather shoes. Oxford not brogues. Tourbillion platinum watch. Jet black hair with a few grey strands at the side. Smartly combed back, not a strand out of place.\n\n\"How is the rain from where you were? Purple?\" I humoured him.\n\n\"Oh, very much so, and suffocating.\"\n\nWait what?\n\n\"Would you walk with me, urm, nice lady?\"\n\nI knew what he was doing. No he was not getting my name. He was, weird. But intriguing. Against my better judgment, \"Sure, why not?\"\n\n\nWe strolled around the lake.\n\n\nThere were a smattering of people in the park who, like us, didn't mind the tiny drops of rain.\n\n\"It is funny you know, how everything in this world, works in a circle. Things born, reproduce, then die. Civilization rises, peaks, and falls. Humans grasp at hope, rise above challenges, destroy everything, and go back to grasping at hope. Funnily though, in every cycle, things just got a bit worse, until the wheel can no longer turn again,\" he mused.\n\n\"Just like rain cycle slowly getting polluted,\" I opined.\n\nHe turned to look at me. His eyes bored into mine.\n\n\"Yes, just like rain cycle. Except that it is acidic.\"\n\n\"Oh we have acidic rain here, it's the pollution,\" I shrugged.\n\n\"True. Except that we have to hide under a thick concrete slab when it rains, or we will melt, literally.\"\n\n\"Wait what?\"\n\n\"Listen, Alice, I don't have much time but I need you to remember this.\"\n\n\"I haven't told you my name.\"\n\n\"In exactly one week from now, a group known as Purple Storm will release a chemical compound into the atmosphere. It will turn the rain into strong acidic rain. Starting at pH 2.5, and going lower as time goes on. At the rate it is going, I am not sure if we can continue to hide under the concrete.\"\n\n\"Hold on a sec...\"\n\n\"In just under 6 months, 90% of the population will die. Governments all around the world will collapse.\"\n\n\"What do you mea...\"\n\n\"There will be people looking for you, to capture or kill you. That will start around the same time Purple Storm releasing the chemical compound. You need to stay alive and avoid capture at all costs. Somewhere down the road, everything will make sense.\"\n\n\"No no you listen to me...\"\n\n\"Good luck, Alice, our Messiah.\"\n\n\"Wait wait...\"\n\nHis face, and then his whole body started to collaps upon itself. Just like a nightmare, it folded and folded until it compressed into a single point, and then, it was gone.\n\nJust like that.\n\nWhat was going on?\n\n\n\"Ladies and gentlemen...\"\n\n\nSound coming out from the park PA system shocked me out of my daze.\n\n\n\"We are the Purple Storm.\n\nWe have taken over the public announcement system, and the TV and radio airwaves to give you this news.\n\nOne week from now, there will be the Judgment Day.\n\nSay your goodbyes.\n\nHug your love ones.\n\nMake peace with yourself.\n\nFor when Judgment Day comes, everyone will be judged equally\".\n\n\nThe PA system gone silent.\n\nEveryone in the park was stunned. And as though they had all planned beforehand, everyone was then took out their phones and started to frantically tapping or calling.\n\nFrom the corner of my eyes, I saw a few men eyeing me. Not admiringly, that was for sure. \n\nI should run."
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Ten years into the dark lord's reign of terror, there's no chosen one. No signs of a saviour from another world or a royal bloodline resurfacing, nothing. And as the wise mentor, you must resort to desperate measures. If you can't find a chosen one? You'll make your own.
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"content": "They say that great sages and soothsayers can predict the coming of a great being to usher in a new age, a better age. That is what Oswald thought, that is why he trained in the lancer regiment of the king since his boyhood crawled his to the rank of general. Studied the various dark arts and became a grand battle mage. The king, pleased with Oswald's growth, also gave him the role of grand mentor, to Oswald's dismay. Oswald wanted to be the hero of the land, not the mentor of the stupid hero. He was obedient to his liege and trained his children to be the heroes of the land, but he did not teach them everything because he only wanted to be the hero and no one else. The king later died a peaceful death and his kin Jerome in-lieu because the children were not of age. He had taken over the kingdom he ruled fairly and was a wise king in the day, but man-whore in the night and was used to bringing women of ill-repute to his chambers for his pleasures later on in five years of his reign Jerome died of the pox. Then the oldest child of the king took a mere boy, barely 20 summers. Because of his impetuous nature, the young king had a fondness for older women. The young king who chose the name Richard II after his father Richard I was later three years into his reign made the country grow and expand under the advice of Oswald and other courtiers and made a peace with long-standing enemies he was a good king but his penchant would be his undoing. Richard II was later found burnt to a crisp in his bed with the body of another women and the young queen Adria sobbing in the corner she found him with another women in their marriage in a rage and she used her fire art to lay waste to the king and women luckily for her the entire castle was not because Oswald charmed each room against fire magic but sadly the Richard II died and the young queen beheaded the kingdom was with no king the other children of Richard I was still very young. Finally, it would be his turn to reign over the kingdom, as he was the oldest adviser to the king and everyone respected Oswald. Then at the same Oswald was vying for the throne disaster struck and the entire kingdom and kingdoms in surrounding there suffered with a famine the crops died and the people and animals starved to death in desperation the Oswald and the neighboring kings contracted a demon to save them and the people in return they would grant the demon the permission of entry into the human realm this would be prove the free kingdoms undoing. The demon saved the kingdoms and removed the drought and then, in a move to be expected by a demon crowned himself the lord of the earth realm and enslaved humanity the demon summoned the dark forces of hell and ushered in an era of fire and pain for the people of the free kingdoms no longer free the people fled those who survived to the land of the elves as refugees. Oswald fought the Dark Lord, but was in vain. It wounded Oswald on the right knee, causing Oswald to fall and shatter his knee. Oswald fled the dark lord before he could finish Oswald. In shame and hiding, Oswald limped his way to the elvish kingdoms. Tired and bloody, he fell on the dirt begging the Gods for painless death. Later, he awoke in a small room lit with a tiny lamp. It seemed like a small hut, but he was still adjusting his sights on this place, and it looked like a poor man's hut, meager and humble. In a moment the poor excuse for a portiere more like a brown cloth hanging on a door frame opened and a female elf stuck her head in scanning, looking at Oswald like a huntress looking. She immediately infatuated Oswald with her beauty. He wanted the elf more than power for the first, since Oswald could imagine he saw something that he wanted more than ruling a kingdom. She started conversing with Oswald in Elvish. Oswald could not understand a word. He just sat there smiling at her looking at her. She got a little nervous and then she started to speak in broken human tongue to Oswald. Oswald to his shock heard her speak his tongue and he started to converse with her her name is Aubree, she is part of the hunter tribes of the elvish she found Oswald lying on the ground in the great forest which is forbidden to humans. Oswald apologised profusely to the elf and told her his tale of the dark lord. She was saddened that the human have fled their peaceful and fled to the elvish lands. Aubree took pity on Oswald and she told that he could stay till he recovered and then he could find a place in the forest to stay. Oswald confirmed that he will the instant he healed from his wounds. After six months and heavy dosage of elvish medicine and magic the knee healed. Oswald departed with a heavy heart he tried to to propose to Aubree but she betrothed already to elvish chieftain as a wife. Oswald started his life in the great forest living of the land built himself a home in old ruins of dwarven city. It sparked the curiosity of Oswald now a man of forty-five summers he spent his time learning the ancient texts of dwarves and exploring the recesses of his magic with the ambient magic in present in the great forest. Ten years passed and Oswald was fifty-five summers old the dark lord was gaining a proper foothold in other human territories and set his sights on elvish kingdoms. Oswald woke up on a cold rainy day in spring to knock on the door this was suprising as no one has visited Oswald since ten years and then he opened the door to his and there he saw a child with bloody rags and the child said to Oswald \"Human, you knew of my mother Aubree the huntress of the blue forest, She is dead, and has passed the responsibility to me to become the hunter of the forest. She told me of you, you are sage who practices ancient arts and magic, you will teach me or die, human\". Oswald slapped the child and told him to kneel and Oswald told the child teary eyed \"I will make you a hero boy or you will die trying\" For part 2 please wait"
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Humans are the only species that actively studies astronomy and cosmology. This fact baffles the rest of the galactic community.
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"content": "Humans are the only species that actively studies astronomy and cosmology. This fact baffles the rest of the galactic community."
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"content": " “…The galaxy is a dangerous place! Yes, the Galactic Federation has cleaned things up, but space pirates run rampant and galactic missiles can be shot over from warring galaxies! Just a week ago, Xendor, home planet of the prime minister’s son, was hit! No one is safe! Why do you study things that can and will kill you!”\n \n Elva Minley was beyond perplexed. Humans studied astronomy and outer space. This was a well known fact in the Milky Way Galactic Federation. Multiple times, the humans had been told it was dangerous, and that they were arousing suspicion around the Milky Way from other galaxies and from pirate spaceships that wandered around plundering defenseless travelers. Yet, those pesky creatures kept persisting. They were going to incite destruction of the galaxy if their ways went unchanged!\n \n The head councilman spoke like he was perpetually tired and hungover. \n “Mrs. Minley,” his speech slurring, “we have been asked this many times by the Galactic Federation, and normal citizens like you. As a species, humans thrive on exploration. The reason we became part of the Galactic Federation was because we found another planet with intelligent life. Thank you, Mrs. Minley. We will be taking no more questions…”\n \n The planet council had given her a vague answer. As the departing words of the council faded to the back of her head, she thought about how stupid she was. She was an old poor immigrant from five star systems away, and (most) humans were notoriously xenophobic. No wonder. She knew only one human who could probably give her an honest answer.\n\n “Honey, you could have just asked me!”\n “I know, but I didn’t want to bother you with a stupid question.\n “It’s not stupid. Now, this is a government secret I know from when I studied abroad at the capital. Tell no one.”\n “Ok?” Elva sputtered out confusedly.\n “We use it for espionage,” Alma Minley, Elva’s wife, explained.\n “Ohhhh…”\n “Remember how the Milky Way stopped the former Andromedan dictatorship from committing the first Space Holocaust.”\n “I remember from when I was a teenager,” Elva recalled. “That was a dangerous time.”\n “Yes, it was. And what saved us? The human propensity for doing dumb things!”\n Elva and Alma laughed. Their cat jumped up on the sofa to watch the commotion, and all was right with the world. The couple turned on the television. The news anchor shuffled papers around and started into his local news report\n “The maiden voyage for the SpaceX Angel has commenced lift off from capital, its main mission to ease transport of food between galaxies. With a tie-in to sponsor, the Angel is stocked with 3 tons of Maruchan ramen noodles. Elon Musk III has released a statement that reads: ‘Since I-…’”\n Alma muted the TV.\n “Well. Our propensity for doing dumb things better work out in our flavor!”\n\n(ba-dum-tss)"
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"You summoned me again, mortal. What nefarious deeds will we do today?", asked the demon. "S-so, I was thinking... do you have anything planned on friday...?".
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"content": "\"You summoned me again, mortal. What nefarious deeds will we do today?\", asked the demon. \"S-so, I was thinking... do you have anything planned on friday...?\"."
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"content": "Why is this the third prompt I’ve read where a demon is summoned for friendship?\n\nThe concept puzzled me. What is it about demons beings friends which gets these Reddit users interested?\n\nI decided to investigate further.\n\nI clicked on u/Volt-sWitch profile hoping to gain more insight.\n\nWhat I found was a truly depressing list of posts.\n\n“Depressed girl looking to chat.” - 63 days ago.\n\n“Introvert looking for friends.”\n\nHer post history seemed to be littered with similar posts. I grew curious and went to the profiles of other posters looking for demon friend stories. The same pattern applied.\n\nI looked at my computer screen in a daze, wondering if I should feel pity or not. Should I reach out to these people? What’s going through their heads?\n\nBut one thing stuck out like a sore thumb. Why demons?\n\nSuddenly a pentagram appeared underneath my feet as the floor opened up..."
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A scruffy apocalypse looking dude with all dirty chain saw hand shows up one day in 2016 and just vaporizes a kid with a plasma cannon screaming “save the gorilla save the world!” before fading from existence.
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"content": "A scruffy apocalypse looking dude with all dirty chain saw hand shows up one day in 2016 and just vaporizes a kid with a plasma cannon screaming “save the gorilla save the world!” before fading from existence."
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You regain consciousness just as they begin to place the lid on the casket. But before it is fully seated, you feel a pouch drop into the box. As they begin nailing you in, you feel for the pouch. Inside, you feel a metal, cylindrical object, some small pieces of paper, and something rubbery.
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"content": "She seized the pouch and pulled it out. She looked at it. It was a cell phone.\n\nShe looked up at the ceiling. They were taping it shut. She tried to yell, but it was no use.\n\nShe looked at the pouch again. There was a small piece of paper inside. She plucked it out. A handwritten note read:\n\n\"You're not dead yet. Listen to this.\"\n\nShe reached down into the pouch again, and pulled out a small round object with a shiny surface. It was a CD. She looked at the ceiling again. They were putting the lid on. She struggled against the lid, but it was no use. She had to wait until they finished.\n\nShe put the CD in her pocket, then put the phone in her ear. It was still on.\n\nShe listened intently to the CD. It was some kind of music, with a woman's voice. The voices were beautiful and soothing. The music was melancholy and airy, but it inspired a sensation of lightness and hope in her heart.\n\nShe listened as the music played, and she felt herself drifting off to sleep, floating on the music. A voice came on, announcing a title, \"Lullaby for a Fallen Soldier\". The voice explained that it was a song for SSgt Matthew Schumacher's wife, Mary Schumacher, whom he had left behind, when he died in Afghanistan. The voice said that it was a lullaby by her friend, who had written it in his memory. The woman's the woman's voice changed, the music turned ethereal, and the sense of melancholia mixed with a sense of absolute joy, so she woke up.\n\nShe listened to the CD again. The woman's voice was describing a scene of a young soldier walking in the woods, with his rifle over his shoulder.\n\nShe listened. It was so sweet.\n\nShe put the CD back in the pouch and put the pouch back in her pocket. She admired her work.\n\nShe put her hand into the pouch and picked up the small, round object. It was a CD. She put it in her pocket. She put the cell phone back in her pocket. She put everything back in the pouch, except her eyeglasses. She put her glasses on, then she stood up. She looked at the ceiling, to see if they had finished, but they hadn't. She sat down on the bed. She tucked the pillow behind her head, and closed her eyes\n\nShe was floating in the air. A voice said, \"You're not dead yet\". She looked down at her body. It was her body, but it seemed to be made of light. She wasn't in her body anymore. She looked up at the projection that was her body. It had a beauty and a lightness about it. It was a body, but it was beautiful. She didn't want to leave. She wanted to stay in that body, in that body which was made of light. She looked up at the ceiling. She felt hunger, and she looked down at her body. She had never seen her body before. It was a body of light, and she had never seen it before. She didn't want to leave it. She wanted to stay in that body, in that body that was beautiful and light. She had never seen it before. She didn't want to leave it. She looked at the ceiling again, then she looked down at her her body began to change, to change into a body that was beautiful and light. She didn't want to leave it. She felt hunger. She looked down at her body. Her body was changing, and she didn't want to leave it. She felt hunger.\n\nShe awoke with a start. She was in her room. The CD was still in her pocket. She put her glasses on, then she sat back up.\n\nThe CD still in her pocket, she stood up. She walked over to the mirror and looked at herself. She wasn't hurriedly, she looked at herself closely. Her eyes were bright, and seemed to be smiling. She stepped back and looked at her whole body. She looked at her face. Her face was brilliant, and it seemed to be smiling. She stepped back and looked at her whole body again. She looked at her face. Her face was brilliant and it seemed to be smiling.\n\nShe began to laugh. She looked at her face. \"I'm going to make him pay for this!\" she laughed. \"You can't make me go!\" She laughed.\n\nFrom the moment my husband killed himself, my life has been nothing but anxiety, dread and terror. All of that ended in the past several weeks. I have been remembering the exact moment when he died, and the whole story that led up to it. I feel the same lightness that I felt when I was listening to the music, and my eyes are shining. I feel a goodness and a lightness. This must be what they call the Lord's work. The Lord's work is not as we had thought. It is something very different. It is not as we had expected. It is a harmony with God, and it is wonderful.\n\nI have my husband again. He is alive. He is in heaven. He is in my heart."
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The heroes always seem to have unlimited money, what with their single-use fancy weapons and stuff they have no issues leaving behind. You, however, are very definitely living on a budget!
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"content": "The heroes live extravagantly at a restaurant that is far too expensive for you. As you leave, you are heartbroken that you cannot afford anything at all.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \n\"Come on,\" the woman says. \"Let's get out of here.\"\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nYou find yourself following her down the street. \"Where are we going?\" you ask.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \n\"I don't know,\" she replies. \"I was just following you.\"\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nYou find yourself going along with the woman's plan, but you really think you should be making the plans!\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \n\"I can't believe we can't afford anything here,\" she says. \"I don't have any money on me at all.\"\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nYou follow the woman as she enters a store. You see a chunk of metal, and it looks like you could use it to fix your ship. You take it, but you don't know how you're going to pay for it.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nThe woman is looking for something to wear. She seems to be having trouble finding anything she likes, though.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \n\"I don't have any money,\" you say to her. \"But I could use some help.\"\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nYou hope she will believe you.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \n\"Sure,\" she says, \"I'll help you out.\" She seems to have noticed the piece of metal you picked up, but she doesn't say anything about it.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nYou notice a strange object in the shop, and you take an interest in it. It looks like a weapon of some sort, but it's not something you've ever seen before. It's unique.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nYou want to buy it, but you know you can't afford it! You can't even afford one of the things in the shop! If\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nYou notice the woman is not looking for anything. She's just standing there. \"I was looking for this,\" she says. \"I don't know what it's for, but it's a good thing to have when you're going out.\"\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nYou look at the woman. She seems like she could use something so strange that she just happens to be carrying it, but she doesn't seem like she wants it for anything special.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nYou are about to try and buy the weapon, but then you hear something. The woman, maybe? You look over, but she's not with you any more. You can't hear her anymore. You look like you have no money!\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nYou look over at the weapon, which is sitting on the counter. You don't know what it is. You don't know what it's for. You don't know what you'll do with it.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \n\"I can't believe I don't have any money,\" \"I really want to buy this thing,\"she says.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nYou notice a woman has come into the store. She looks like she would like to buy the weapon, you think.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nYou look over at the weapon. It looks like an object that needs some kind of purpose. It's not particularly useful. But you'd like to have one.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nYou are standing in an expensive-looking boutique. You spot an object you want to buy. You have some money!\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \n\"You don't have enough money for that,\" the woman says.\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nYou are standing in an expensive-looking boutique. You spot an object you want to buy. You have some money!\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \n\"We should go,\" she says. \"We don't have any money.\"\r \n\r \n\r \n\r \nYou turn around and look, but you can't see her. This is probably all a misunderstanding!"
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