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Nickel

Joined July 2010.

22 stories, 2 challenges, 73 comments, and 20 friends

I’ve written some fairly mediocre stuff in the past, and now I’m hoping to go past that and maybe achieve ‘average’. Still hoping to pick up some skills from the writers I see here – I’m hoping absurdly that maybe if I hang around long enough, I’ll become as good as them. And yes, getting some creativity would be a good idea for me, too.

So if you have any comments or anything, feel free to tell me. No matter how harsh they are – okay, maybe I’d like it if it wasn’t that harsh. But critiques are always handy because I’m still awful at writing. Would appreciate any advice!

Stories

  1. Death and All His Friends

    Howdy there, old partner. What brings you round this neck of the woods? You, my friend. Ah. Did you come on your lonesome? Or are your friends here already? They’re all around. You reckon? That’s an awful wound you have there, you know. A m...

  2. Prospekt

    I climb free and rise, slowly, my bones hurting, every muscle screaming, my skin torn and dusty. The sky is grey. I stagger away, feeling nothing at all. Around me the dead are walking. Their eyes are hollow and aching. Mine are probably the same. Trud...

  3. A Nickel

    They call me Nickel. Let me count the reasons why. I suppose it could be said that I bear some resemblance, in personality and bearing, to a certain character from a certain graphic novel. It is unfortunate, then, that I am lying through my teeth and t...

  4. Violet Hill (Reposted)

    It’s been too long a war—I’m tired, and the end is in sight. For me, at least. In the end, what are we but soldiers on a sinking ship? It’s a war we can’t win, and I know it. We fought for Violet Hill yesterday – a one-way trip ...

  5. December Snow (Reposted)

    Too many dark Decembers have passed without my knowledge; uncounted Christmases and New Year’s Days spent trying to stay alive. Seven years of fighting have blurred together into an incoherent swirl. The only thing I remember clearly is snow, whi...

  6. Boogeymen

    She opened the door, and soft light fell on the boy. She grinned. “What’re you doing still up, hon?” The face peeking over the covers smiled back. “There’s light outside! Is it the boogeymen, ma?” Her heart skipped a...

  7. The Dentist

    “Please don’t do it! Mom, please!” the boy screamed, pleaded, begged. “He’ll kill me! Mom, please!” The lady gave the dentist an apologetic look – the kind that said, “Sorry about this.” The dentist...

  8. Fire

    Me, age seven: Sitting before a pink-and-white cake with icing on top, delighted. Yellow warmth hovering in front of me. Leaning in to blow them out… Me, age eighteen: Crouching in the pitch-black basement, feeling the earth shudder. Holding a thin c...

  9. A Generic Horror Story

    “Mom?” A hint of movement, somewhere in the darkness nearby. Mom shook her head, eyes wide. “Don’t make a sound. They’ll hear us.” Glass tinkled outside. “I’ll look,” I whispered. I moved over to th...

  10. Waking Up At Midnight, Alone in the Dark

    I’m lying in a ditch. The night pools around me quietly. My world shudders as a thousand bombs make landfall amid the scream of jets overhead. And then—silence. Somewhere in my mind, I hear a familiar voice: What’ve you got yourself into this...

  11. Keep Your Enemies Close

    “So, Detective, how’s your latest case going?” I laughed without humor, taking off my hat and crushing it in my hands. “Whaddya think? Got the whole damn police force on the case and we’re still coming up empty.” Kel...

  12. Apologies

    He shifted uneasily from foot to foot, waited, then pressed the doorbell again. “Jo?” he called, staring hopelessly at the door. “Please, I just wanna talk.” Silence. “Jo, just give me a chance. A minute. That’s all ...

  13. Violet Hill

    It’s been too long a war—I’m tired, and the end is in sight. For me, at least. In the end, what are we but soldiers on a sinking ship? It’s a war we can’t win, and I know it. We fought for Violet Hill yesterday – a one-way trip ...

  14. December Snow

    Too many dark Decembers have passed without my knowledge; uncounted Christmases and New Year’s Days spent trying to stay alive. Seven years of fighting have blurred together into an incoherent swirl. The only thing I remember clearly is snow, whi...

  15. Retrenchment

    The worst part about breaking bad news is watching how they react. Some get real quiet. Some get mad. Some just stare blankly, not quite believing. But not this guy. The moment I got to ‘severence’, he began to cry. A grown man, bawling on ...

  16. 3 Against the World

    “Oh, yeah, hole up here for the night, they said. We’ll be safe here, they said. Goddammit.” Tom gripped his submachinegun tensely. Outside, ragged howls burst from inhuman throats in the night. Suddenly, pounding on the door. “...

  17. You Get What You Asked For

    Moonlight filtered through the leaves overhead, keeping the woods in eternal twilight and making the landscape seem all the more surreal. The hunter stepped through the sea of dead leaves carefully. His eyes scanned the trees for any sign of movement; ...

  18. The Hunt

    The stillness of the moonlit landscape lent the world a supernatural quality. Wading through knee-deep darkness, the man in the worn black coat and the wide-brimmed hat had little more for protection than a prayer on his lips. Helsing van Rictofen step...

  19. One Shot, One Kill?

    Dropped straight into the heart of enemy territory. Crawling three kilometers over six days through Russian wilderness. Dragging along a 15kg Intervention sniper rifle. Not getting spotted by a single patrol en route. That was how damn good Lt. “...

  20. Snow

    It’s night now. The sun has set some time ago—now there is nothing but the darkness, and my fears. But still it’s snowing. White flakes are falling from the heavens— Invisibly, silently, accusingly— Drifting down from the sky and landing on t...

  21. Of All Times to Forget

    “I do,” she whispered, holding out her hand. He froze. “The ring!”

  22. Not the Best Time to Forget Something

    “I do,” she whispered, holding out her hand. He froze. “The ring!”

Nickel's Friends (20)

  • Concerned Reader
  • Mostly Harmless
  • THX 0477
  • ElshaHawk (LoA)
  • Eloquent Mess {(LoA)}
  • The Third Robot
  • There is a light and it never goes out :)
  • Anonymuncule
  • Robert Quick
  • Kay-Teaze
  • Krulltar
  • Abby (LoA)
  • Racing
  • The Ghost in the Machine LoA
  • {DARCH}Loa
  • Raymond Finn
  • Devin Parker
  • airborne
  • Rachel Jacobs
  • August 2nd

Nickel's Followers (11)

  • Abby (LoA)
  • Krulltar
  • Racing
  • There is a light and it never goes out :)
  • Concerned Reader
  • Anonymuncule
  • {DARCH}Loa
  • Robert Quick
  • airborne
  • Eloquent Mess {(LoA)}
  • Cursorial