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[WP] In this world, soulmates cannot hurt each other in any way or form, intentionally or unintentionally. You are an assassin hired to eliminate a powerful figure. As you close in for the kill, your bullets miss their mark and knives bounce of their skin. Things just got awkward. | Juliet lay silent, forcing herself to control her breathing. Gently. Slowly. She had to calm down.
It wasn't meant to have happened like this. Whether the King annexed Tushesh or not, it wasn't her decision. It had just been her idea. A good idea too, as it would provide much needed access to the East-Sea, and open t... | 457 | Natalia lazed back in her chair, with the smirk of a smug bitch who'd just avoided being killed. Katherine looked down at her buckled blade - the curved dagger she had used so many times to take so many lives before this one.
"It's okay." Natalia began, getting Katherine's attention. "Everyone gets performance issues... | 171 | The blade of the dagger was vibrating in the wall behind her head. Her almond eyes stared at me for a moment before she turned her head, looking over her shoulder at the errant weapon. Paula's honey-colored hair was pulled up into a French braid. I noticed the flesh of her shoulder showing under the strap holding up he... | 121 | He was a stage actor and assassin with a cold heart.
And HE was an American president and theater goer with a heart of gold.
But when his shot doesn't penetrate the back of HIS head they are going to learn that sic semper doesn't always tyrannis.
Can a confederate assassin learn to forgive? Can an American president ... | 102 |
[WP] You thought you were ordinary, until a psychic tried to read your mind and instantly started screaming in horror and bleeding from the nose. | I used to be an ordinary person, until one day some self proclaimed psychic grabbed me by the hand and told me they could see the future as I tried to walk by....
I instantly punched them in their fucking nose, and the con artist ran screaming in horror all while bleeding from the nose.
"Shoulda seen it coming." I q... | 65 | Life has always made sense for me. Pretty much I use a predictive script for my daily roles. Get up, go to work, come, go to bed. I felt secure. Safe. I had built my life around this. Life was perfect.
So let’s see when did this start? I could tell you how it started at the very moment. I could tell you the start of ... | 16 | 0 | 0 | ||
[WP] Death has hourglasses for every person. One day, during a cleaning, he found a dust covered one that had rolled under his desk. | The actor stood answered the knock at his trailer door. When he saw who it was that knocked, he said, "I wondered when you would show up. Want to come in?"
Death nodded his skeletal head and said, "Yes."
The two took seats, the actor in his chair and the skeleton on a long couch. There was silence between them for wh... | 11,924 | *No.* Death thought. *It couldn't be.*
Death reached below the grand wooden table, hastily pulling out the dust covered hourglass. Questions flooded its mind. *How? When? Who?*
Carefully, Death set the hourglass sideways on its table, like the way it found it, the only one among the seven billion or so hourglasses in... | 2,861 | The hourglass had rolled to its side, its content perfectly balanced on both sides, a potential eternity in the shape of a few still grains of sand.
Death rolled it between his fingers, the dry, bleached bones clicking against dusty, bubbly glass. The sand inside was a dark, coarse thing, tinged with the black of volc... | 1,464 | Interesting, I never really look under my desk. I don't really have time. I have to keep track of the hourglasses that line the walls and go up and down the tables in my office.
To call it an office might be putting it a little gently. You see its more like a warehouse, that is if the warehouse were 17 football ... | 1,453 |
[WP] You're immortal, but you can die. Upon your death, however you will be "reset" to age 5 with a perfect memory of each life you've lived before. | Goddamit! I hate being killed. It's not so much the dying part that I despise, that's over pretty quickly, but I do hate that for the next 10-15 years I have to go through all the childhood and teenage stuff again. Elementary school is the worst, just sitting here I hate every second of it. No one can know that I can a... | 2,921 | The first ten or twenty minutes are the hardest. I've been through it four...no five times and I don't get used to it. Stop looking at me like that! I know you think I'm a sick old man and the meds are making me delusional. Whether you believe me or not we're going to be parting soon. You'll go on and I'll reset. So...... | 1,273 | My left eye starts twitching, precursor to another anxiety attack. I rush to the corner and stumble, falling on to my knees and facing the wall. I try to breathe slowly, but it's no use. A wave of numbness flows through my body like frozen television static and I start hyperventilating unintentionally, my heart rate in... | 683 | PART 1
A click echoed in my mind. A light flashed. A tower of alphabet blocks was laid before me. I was sitting on a shaggy decades-old carpet. I had a small bowl of apple slices next to me. I stared at the two adults before me. "Augh, not this shit again, I thought I fixed this!" I exclaimed in a British accent, much... | 275 |
[WP] You're a super hero cheating on your spouse with your nemesis. Your spouse is a super villain cheating on you with their nemesis - You. Neither of you are aware of each other's identity, but both of you are wracked with guilt and decide to break off the adultery at the same time. | "If you like giant death lasers
and getting caught in a heist,
If you're not into real jobs,
And you have super powers,
If you like making love at midnight,
With a duuuude in a cape,
I'm the one that you've looked for,
Fight with me and escape" | 121 | She thought she could carry on this charade for longer. After all, why would the mighty Vixen regret hurting someone? She'd done far worse, many times over, so why should this bother her? It was true that she had come to be quite fond of Kevin. Some might call it love. She'd often laughed at the thought, Vixen being in... | 70 | 0 | 0 | ||
[WP] As a dragon of innumerable age you have guarded your gold horde for millennium. Many heroes have come with long speeches on how they will slay you, the great evil,none finish. However this one is odd.He throws a coin on your stash, looks you in the eyes and says "I have a proposition for you." | It had been a good day; I'd had a nice lunch (three cattle) and was settling down for an afternoon nap. Then I heard the footprints. They always think that because I'm huge I can't notice small things, and they can sneak up on me. That one guy, dressed in black with a curved sword, did actually make it pretty far, b... | 376 | 'I am the mighty Al'Kathum, the great green dragon of the glade. I have lived for thousands of years, building up a hoard of uncountable wealth. Of course, having a seemingly unending source of cash tends to attract a rather undesirable crowd. At least once a week, my slumber will be broken by an incompetent crowd of l... | 271 | "Fuck me in the ass."
My thick dragon eyebrows furrowed in confusion. I coughed. The fire that was waiting to roast the bastard quelled in my throat.
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me Dragon - stick your big fat dragon dick, up my ass."
I didn't feel amused. It'd been a millennium since my mating season. And this man wa... | 91 | The dragon shifted on its pile of gold, scales innumerable, size immeasurable, and power unmatchable. Even the knight standing before him looked like he was just going to be a snack. The armour he had brought with him would do nothing against the fire of the great beast.
All of this made the fact that the knight was ... | 60 |
[WP] You are a cow.
[removed] | Grass is food. I eat grass and I not die.
Farmer is friend. I not kill farmer and farmer take me to new grass. I eat new grass and I not die.
Sometimes farmer take me to milk square and invisible calves feed, sometimes farmer take me to bed square and visible calves feed.
When visible calves grow they go away. Invis... | 6,645 | I am a cow, I am the cow, I am not a cow, I will be the last cow.
Was I born and sent to the wrong place? Was I really here as a cow? Why are we cows? We didnt choose our name, they did. And they kept us, and held us, and use us. Right now we are not even an animal, we are something else, something lesser. Kept in cap... | 1,809 | joyce called me moocow
i thought that was
quite cute
i am a moocow
my skin is a moosuit
i eat grass and pass gas
the hindus
love dat ass
and if you got beef then
my gais got my back
and
my loins, and my chucks, and my ribs, and my brisket,
i'm tastiest rare
but most don't want to risk it | 534 | Moo (Hi)
Moo moo moo.(I am Cow)
Moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo(I do whatever a cow should and could do every day.)
Moo moo, moo, moo, moo moo.(I eat, rest, walk, and sleep.)
Moo moo moo moo(my parents are great)
Moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo moo(my mother is a good mother and my father is br... | 387 |
[WP] The villain was sentenced 350 years in prison for the atrocious crimes he committed; 349 years later he has not aged a bit, the guards and people start to get nervous... | Silence embalmed the courtroom as everybody waited for the judge to read the verdict. Journalists and photographers stared at Angelo Shoemaker's face, not wanting to miss the reaction of the man who had killed and tortured fifty-two prostitutes. When asked why he had done it, he did nothing but smile. He refused to eve... | 76 | Needless to say, this man was pretty good at not dying.
It was a nightmare for guards to be assigned a post anywhere near him. Why? Almost 3 centuries later, this man shouldn’t have any tricks up his sleeve. If he did, he would have tried them a long time ago, right? Well you never know. He never really tried to escap... | 52 | Lu came in on a Monday after a three-day break. Well-earned too! She was on a rebound shift, and felt it. The Warden, Squee, called her in first thing and naturally, curious as to why and it wasn't always good to be singled out. Watchful eyes and such.
"Hey Lu, how was your break? Get some rest?" Squee asked.
"Yeah, ... | 18 | “Fatalo, how have you survived this long?”
“What do you mean? I am Immortal.”
“Oh right, I guess someone would have killed you by now.”
“I’m immortal and have an atrociously good healing factor. What did you expect?”
“You to die.”
“That’s stupid.”
“You do realize that the “immortal” and “everlasting” Bright-man is mo... | 12 |
[WP] - You are immortal, locked up in a room with no windows, with only a toilet, a bed, a sink and a door with a latch where every hour someone checks on you. You don't remember why or how long you have been locked up there or where 'there' is. Then the door opens and a man says "we need you". | “That’s cute.” I glanced past the nervous man in the white coat, down a silent hallway of identical steel doors. “You might need me, but I can’t see much use for you.” Strong disinfectant wafting from the hall makes my head spin.
I’ve no idea how long I’ve been in this cell, but now that the door is open, there’s no w... | 1,407 | Someone rapped at the door. A slot near eye level slid open and a pair of blue-tinted goggles peered into the crisp, white room.
Toilet, unoccupied. Good.
Sink, dripping slowly. Less good.
Bed, empty. Problematic.
The man cocked his head and caught a shadow hovering on the other side, near the door frame. He peered... | 979 | Memory is relative. The circumstances, the person, the neurological chemicals, the existence of trauma. There are so many variables that determine how someone’s memory works. Me? For people like me memory is complicated. See the “condition” I have coupled with my human brain makes my long term memory... incomplete, I g... | 109 | Need me? The words echoed in my head, as if I had desired to hear it a million times before. The cage was my home now, the cage was my entire line of memories. The same walls, the same cold, empty feeling. Loneliness, is a weakness to any social creature, and I was no different. They continued to open the doors, making... | 41 |
[WP] You're a prison psychiatrist being yelled at by your boss; every supervillain you've treated has gotten over their obsessions and hang ups, and become vastly more efficient and dangerous once free. | "Doc Mach stopped trying to defeat the Cincinnati Sentinel in a fair fight and started using his jet boosters to outspeed every hero who tried to chase him down. The Smash Brothers got over their obsession with video games and went on a string of smash-and-grab robberies across town. Vampira stopped trying to seduce ... | 810 | “I don’t recall having an appointment for a group session,” Professor Poppy Cox said as she finally deigned to look up from her notes of the day’s patients. “Especially after hours.” She was the CEO and lead therapist at Innsmouth Retreat, a private medical and mental health facility that treated some of the world’s mo... | 96 | “I have to find the boss to get yelled again? Because I helped those poor souls?” A middle-aged man was talking to himself as he wandered in prison’s garden.
“Fuck him, I will continue to aid them…” Determined to do his job, the man continued to walk without looking around.
Until he heard a voice.
“It is you!”
The... | 44 | "But sir, I'm just doing what you told me to," I said as he glared at me. "No, you made the problem worse, look at the destruction your patients are causing!" I only had to look out of the window in my office to see the damage, an entire city torn down in my county alone, how bad would it be elsewhere? I sat trying to ... | 14 |
[WP] You are an immortal who was caught and encased in concrete, forgotten. Your body's regeneration kept your alive, while your mind remained active. Your prison has finally eroded away, freeing you. | Stasis. Apnea. Frozen for eternity.
Syljir slowly flexed his biceps, wincing at the pain caused by a millennia of disuse. He relished the pain. It let him know that he was alive. And free.
The chamber in which he had awoken was large and cavernous, the smell of wet earth revealing it to be deep underground. He had no... | 249 | You may never have had the opportunity to realize, but wolves always turn tail and flee when the sun rises. It’s a little known fact, rarely studied, never appreciated. Wolves are naturally skittish to begin with, so it’s hardly a surprise. Even if you were to witness it with your own eyes, you would find little in the... | 180 | After the crack in the concrete, the light seeped in. Had I been able to laugh like a manic, I would've done it, for the imagine of the expanding slit of light felt like being born once again. Salutations to my millenniums since deceased mother.
Once the opening was wide enough and the concrete was little and brittle ... | 84 | Freedom at last!
Time erodes all things. First the black hole he was cast into evaporated away, then the concrete crumbled and finally the metal shell decayed into elemental particles. My quarry, my obsession is closer than he intended to be.
The snail inched ever onward.
for those who don't get it, [htt... | 73 |
[WP] "You get 10 wishes." "...isn't it supposed to be 3?" "Well, it varies. 3 is the baseline for a person who's doing fine. People doing really well only get 1 or 2 wishes. And if you're doing poorly... well, you looked like you could use some more wishes than usual." | "Can I wish for more wishes?"
The old man looked solemnly at the Djinn who was shaking his head. He was a red spirit with a velvet vest, gold jewelry and an intimidating mustache. He floated with his arms crossed, the bottom half of his being still connected to the tube of Bengay he flashily appeared out from. Ernest,... | 464 | "Okay! I wish for a sandwich."
"A... sandwich?"
"Oh. Right. Sorry. A ham sandwich - with lettuce, tomato, and mustard please. Forgot that I should be specific."
"Alright. What else do you want to wish for?"
"Maybe a glass of milk to wash it down. Oh, actually, can I make it a lemonade? Wait. An iced tea. Noooo. A c... | 255 | Someone had kept a genie on the fire escape. Henry didn’t know what to do with that information.
Music thumped behind him, loud, drunk voices filled the air, spilling out into his cold quiet. Somewhere, Bells would be looking for him. She always did when he slipped away; Henry wondered when she would give up. Probably... | 128 | # Bargain Bin Superheroes
(Arc -1, Interlude 4: Ysphanel)
(Note: Bargain Bin Superheroes is episodic; each part is self-contained. This story can be enjoyed without reading the previous sections.)
**"What did you get from the genie?"** Connor asked.
"Not what I expected," I said. I rummaged around in my trunk, grab... | 88 |
[WP] As a young child you made an innocent wish to be granted a power that in hindsight was just whimsical and silly. Now you have grown up but you still have the power - how do you use it now as an adult? | "Alright, I'll tell you, but you can't laugh."
"I'm not going to laugh."
"You are totally going to laugh, and then I'm going to get embarrassed and hate you forever." She glanced around. "Who brought up this topic, anyway?"
"You did, we were talking about my power and then you asked me how old I was when I chose." I... | 316 | When I was fourteen, my wish came true. For about a year, I had wished as hard as I could, every single day, to be able to Force Jump. For what seemed like hours, I'd stand in the driveway and try to jump up to the balcony outside my room, easily twice my height above the asphalt. One cloudy Thursday afternoon, it work... | 182 | It was nearly twenty years ago now. I was sitting in the middle of an over crowded storage unit, while my father scoured it for anything of value. My tiny searching hands probed the depths of a large wooden box, and emerged with a beautiful and elegant lamp, inlaid with all manner of swirls, beautiful designs. It took ... | 154 | The genie floated before the slight little girl, patiently waiting for an answer as she hummed her indecision.
"I wish," she said, "I wish that I could make cookies appear whenever I wanted."
With a brilliant sparkling, the genie disappeared with the dream and the child woke up.
Deciding to test this new power ... | 130 |
[WP]You adopt a stray cat. The gifts it leaves on your bed are getting more concerning. | It was a calico cat, shaded by darkness on half its scruffy face, scorched by flame on the other. The moon and sun heading towards an eclipse over a pale mountain of white fur.
For weeks after Josh had moved back to the family home, the cat had watched him. Sat outside the windows, or lay in the yard in the maple-sha... | 463 | From the moment Elliot found the cat he knew it was a little odd. Most obviously there was the coat. A tabby cat, at least by day, by night the cat sported a coat of many colors. Its thin bands of black fur changed to suit its mood or environment, and the warm brown could grow very much warmer, or chill all the way to ... | 89 | Naxos was a long slim cat, half Siamese with a light mottled coloring that reminded Julia of the marble from the Greek island that gave the cat her name. Julia wasn't usually one to take in stray animals, but when she first saw the cat hiding from the rain on her doorstep, soaked, she let her in to warm by the fire, an... | 65 | I blinked hard, rubbed my eyes, and blinked again. Nope, still there. But I tried again, shaking my head this time, as if that would change things. But no, still here. Jason Momoa was sprawled out on my bed, looking around in abject confusion.
I sighed, hard. 'Look what the cat dragged in,' I muttered. Jason stare... | 59 |
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