Jeffrey Epstein planning his suicide (2019) by mojosoddtrek in fakehistoryporn

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Unfortunately at the end of the day the result is the same but I wholeheartedly agree.

[Highlight] Called Strike 3 on Correa by twistedlogicx in baseball

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Let's see how far someone can really hit a ball.

[WP] You are teleported to hell. Satan hands you his trident, and asks you to take care of the Underworld while he fights god. You never see him again. by Ominous_Orca in WritingPrompts

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“Nick? Nick are you alright?” Nick heard a voice somewhere in the distance. It was warm here, almost too warm. Nick thought, “It should be winter right now, but I am on the verge of sweating.” He opens his eyes to take in his surroundings to see what was going on.

“Oh good, you are okay, I didn’t want you to die on me.” The voice now said. Nick didn’t recognize it. Looking around now, Nick realized he didn’t recognize where he even was.

“This is not my home, where am I and who are you?” Nick’s eyes darted back and forth looking at the large room he was in. The walls and ceiling were a fine white marble and there was a large throne at one end, and two large oak doors at the other. Nick spun back around to look at the man walking towards him. The man was of average height and his features were plain. He wore a neatly pressed suit and had an air of importance about him. The man was grinning from ear to ear.

“I will give you two guesses as to who I am, if you guess right, then well good for you.” The man’s grin grew even wider.

“what is I guess wrong?” Nick felt a large lump develop in his throat.

“Well then,” the man stated, “you will be punished.” There was a glimmer of unrelenting joy in the man’s eyes when he finished his sentence. Nick’s clothes were starting to stick to his body from the sweat, partly from the heat of the room, and the threat from this stranger.

“I’ve never met you before so how am I supposed to know who you are!” Nick’s voice sounded strangely high pitched in his ears. “How do I know that you won’t…” Nick’s throat closed up at the thought of what could happen.

“...Punish me anyways?” The man finished Nick’s sentence with a calm expression. “Well Nick, you are just going to have to trust me, aren't you?” The man’s face slid into that wide grin. “If you would like I can give you a hint, but it will cost you one of your guesses. Is that what you want to do Nick?” The man seemed sincere.

“Y-yes, I will take the hint.” Nick’s eyes darted around the room looking for anything that could help him figure out the man’s identity. Nothing, nothing at all besides the throne, the white marble, and the two large doors. When Nick looked back to where the man was standing he saw something he had hoped and prayed he would never meet. “S-S-SATAN!” Nick exclaimed wildly, “YOU ARE SATAN! Dear God please deliver me from this place, I have been devout my entire life and have done everything I could to be in Your good graces. Please Father, deliver me from this evil!” Nick’s eyes were pressed shut, the image of Satan was burned into his mind, the goats legs, the red body, and those horns. Saying his prayers was all he could to keep himself from crying. 

“Now, now Nick, you were not abandoned.” Satan was saying calmly, he was back to looking like the man. “You were brought here for a very particular reason. And please call me, L.” L said.

“What reason is that? Why will God not answer my prayers and deliver me from this place.” Nick looked towards the heavens for answers. None came.

“That’s the reason for everything, why God is not answering your prayers and why you are here.” L’s face lost all emotion, he stood staring straight at Nick. “You are my replacement.”

“What?” The color left Nick’s face, his hands felt cold even in this heat. “Why me? I have been a believer my whole life. How could God turn his back on me?” The world Nick has known was shattered, he didn’t know what to think anymore. “You’re lying, yeah that’s it, the Devil is meant to tempt those of faith as a test, this is a test. Right?”

“Do you want to know the answer?” L said as what looked like a feeling of remorse crossed his face. “That’s a silly question, of course you do.” L spun on his heels and beckoned Nick to follow. “Look in this mirror.” Nick looked in, and what he saw crushed him. It was of Heaven, and what from Nick’s knowledge was St. Peter and the Pearly Gates. “We both have access to the front gates of our domains, we keep an eye out to see if anyone who was meant for the others domain got processed wrong after they died.” Nick now noticed that there was a line of people waiting to be admitted. Each one got the green light to head in, and once every so often there were some turned away.

“Does this mean I’m dead then?” Nick’s mind raced trying to remember his time on Earth. But there was nothing. He could remember almost nothing about Earth. 

L turned to him and said. “You see, this is a very reliable process. There is no sneaking in those who do not belong in their respective places.” L looked in the mirror one more time. “You are meant to succeed me, this is why you ended up here. Satan is not a person, but rather a title. We are all destined to do battle with God, but we know not the time it takes place. It only happens once someone worthy of taking this title that we battle.” L took a deep breath in. “We were all reluctant at first, but this is a task that only the worthy can handle. It is not as easy as you might think.”

Nick took a deep breath as well, seeing if that would calm his mind. “But why must you battle? What good is it to try and attack God, he is all powerful, all…”

“Knowing?” L said, “That he is, but it is the ways of this world. After so long Hell needs a new Satan to lead it and go in a new direction.”

“A new direction?” Nick was confused, Hell was all fire and brimstone, or at least that’s what he has always been told by his faith, by his God.

“Hell is not a stagnant thing, early in history all we were was a place of punishment, but over the years that has shifted. Those we get here are not bad people, they are not evil. They are a product of their environment.” L’s grin started to return. “Those who come to Hell are given the help that they need and we do not turn anyone away. Unlike Heaven, we take all in. It does not matter to us.” L turned back to Nick holding out his hand. “So Nick, will you take my place and lead Hell into a new direction, and keep giving those with a hard live the peace they so deserve?”

Nick thought it over, what choice did he have. He could refuse and leave it up to some other guy, but if he had control of all of Hell he could make it almost like Heaven. He could make it a paradise. “You have a deal.” Nick took L’s hand and gave it a firm shake.

“Well this is goodbye Nick, I will not see you again. Please do all you can to make Hell into a place where people finally have comfort.” L said through tears, and in an instant L was gone in a puff of smoke. In his place was a trident. Nick bend over to pick it up. It felt good in his hand, like it was something he always carried around with him for his entire life.

He now had the power to do all the things he couldn’t on Earth. He was able to make a difference here and there. “Ho, ho ho.” Nick said to himself thinking about all of those he can help, and gift he could give. “This is now the time for Satan Nick, rather St. Nick, to bring goodwill to man.”

The End.

I hope you enjoy, I thought this would be a fun little story to write especially with the twist!

Been practicing cascade daily. Today I made 100 toss & catches by Merchantmarinesea in juggling

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Good goals to have! I've been working on double spins too and it's so satisfying even getting one double.

Monthly Q&A Megathread - October 2019 by AutoModerator in Kendama

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I've had a kendama for a while now and my daughter recently started wanting to play with it. Are there any good kid kendamas that I can get her to start with? She is three so I'm a little nervous about her having a wood one that could go flying around. Thanks!