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  • The Lookout

    Joe scrambled to minimize his email at the sudden appearance of his boss. “Hello, Joe,” said Mr. Blitzstein. “Say, I know this is short notice, but I need you in Vegas this weekend.” “Is there an issue with our Nevada dist...

    • Author: awayken
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Hole in the Head

    Time and space fell into oblivion. The sleeper slipped into unconsciousness. He found himself again, outstretched on the bed and alone, but the air no longer had the same sour sent. A fresh coat of paint and the gentle sting of new carpet touched his n...

    • Author: BiC
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Deleted. J

    I just deleted a couple stories on Ficly. I’ve done it before. The stories received multiple positive comments. Most had five stars. But that one negative, the one that turns a good story into the worst I’ve ever written. Why do I put impor...

    • Author: 32 ^2
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Psychosis

    The curtains did not close completely and so light found its way through. With a laptop, in a hotel room on the Strip, he told a story that no one heard. The story was her story, it was their story. She was with him, at his side, on the bed. He knew he...

    • Author: BiC
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Recession - II

    Humanity sat at the edge of disintegration. Two boys followed a trail of broken concrete grafted in and between parched vegetation. They walked, past twisted wooden beams and emaciated structures, toward the end; the house at the bottom of a long and f...

    • Author: BiC
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Twitter Stalker

    I was still holding Dan’s phone when the knock came again. His eyes were wide, while mine were narrowed. I was trying to make sense of what he’d shown me when he got up to answer the door. On his phone was a message from a Twitter follower:...

    • Author: awayken
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
  • Liddil Did I Know

    This old man He wrote ficlets He wrote ficlets on Ficly. With a lightning bolt as his avatar he became a Ficly star! You know, I always thought of you as my crazy little sister. Then you told me the picture was your crazy sister and I was devastated. I...

    • Author: BiC
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
  • freewrite (dreary day turnt night) (Mature)

    You want to too much gaunt cheek bones haunt EEK groans bold font here goes goals he heaves he throws those out the windows she blows all the bros damn ho’s fam 1st over the damsels menstrual flowin real mental so in conclusion, sorry if you̵...

  • Wing's Sermon

    Brothers and Sisters, you’ll recall a time when dark clouds engulfed our deep turquoise skies. A time before McKee, Reynolds, Platzman and I walked afar and far below, on the desolate ocean floor, in search of an oasis. In search of a promise of ...

    • Author: BiC
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Pilot

    A pilot’s life doesn’t have many constants. It’s a lonely life; always flying from one place to another,but never stopping long enough to have real relationships. Until Marie, the longest I’d kept a girlfriend was two months. I&...

  • Buying Time

    CALL 1-888-BUY-TIME A static frame displays a grassy knoll encircled by lofty trees; a father with outstretched arms, a flying disk hanging in midair, a teenage son readying for the catch. In the foreground; a little girl in pigtails, her hands held be...

    • Author: BiC
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
    • 3 out of 5
  • Dear John

    To: John T. Stankey – AT&T CTO; RE: TM-453 John; I understand the importance of protocol in your time. It has been made abundantly clear to me since my arrival in this Temporal Occurance (TO 68.344.123.T-23) 7 days ago. Protocol dictates that...

    • Author: ipe
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Thirty One Nine Four Two

    // # MESSAGE BEGINS Check, check. Text field entry mode activated. // This message was generated by an automated system. This is Aion Central Node 31-942. An unregistered and unauthorised chronotranslative vehicle has been detected. You are ordered to ...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
  • Empty Nest Syndrome

    We started building colony ships in the 2050s. They weren’t exactly visually impressive: the main bulk was the industrial nanofab, resembling a dull grey quonset hut. Also on-board: some rad-shielding, some primitive AI navigation and replication...

    • Author: kyle90
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
  • Jungle Jane Junior

    I got the call on my radio at 6AM. I dressed with speed, praying the Jeep would run. Working in isolation from society was nice most days, but not when I was the only civilized one, a daughter of Jane Goodall. There is no room for fear when approaching...

  • Deity - Entry Level

    Man, these job boards are the worst. Spam. Dubious work-from-home “opportunities.” Unpaid internships that require 10 years experience. Well, I guess I’ll refresh the page one more time and call it a day. My unemployment runs out in t...

    • Author: Enoxice
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • The Literal-Minded Seashore Bartender

    I went to my favorite seaside saloon and my friend the barkeep asked me, “What’ll you have, Tom?” Just then, my phone rang and I had to answer it; it was my boss calling. “Give me a sec,” I told the bartender. But he was ...

  • End of a Grand Tradition

    I want to welcome you all to our annual talent show and contest. This is the 59th year of the series, and it is sure to be among the greatest. Personally I’m excited to see so many local kids participating—and not all of these people are do...

  • Reach Inside

    Shuddering in Sylvia’s little jar. A few more endorphins—why not? I could use ’em. To reach inside myself and shudder, the only way to keep going, the only way to remind myself I’m human. To reach inside myself and shudder, the ...

  • Just a Second

    “Thank you for coming, officer. I can’t believe this has happened. I run a reputable company here, not like those ‘fly-by-nights’.” “Yes, ma’am. I’m sure you do. – So tell me again what happened....

    • Author: BiC
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • (6) All I Meant Is Thank You (Freewrite Thread) (10)

    A path of thought? heh, yea, NOT! besides expressing myself, fleshing out, taste testing I laugh in 3rd person because HE does NOT have a thing to think about, he’s about to bring out what’s floating in his head, noting, led 2 what’s ...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Mark

    The little black spot appeared on her ankle and at first she thought it was just a mole. She dressed and rushed off to school. Her friends giggled and gathered at her locker like every other day and together they trooped the long way to class just to p...

  • A day in dreamland (P.2) (Mature)

    ‘Bzz-zzzt-zz-zt’ The red-lights flicked off, and embraced us, the inmates in a tangy sensation of black as the monsters retreated back to their confinement. I then drifted into a slumber. Of life before i came to this hell-hole…I pict...

    • Author: Denying
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
    • 3 out of 5
  • In-sec-ur-i-ty (Mature)

    When you know, you know, the feeling of it dropping… It drops down, down, like you’re in a elevator that’s ready to hit the ground. No belly in there, just empty space For somebody to run around, or scream and shout and let it bounce ...

  • He Listens, He Remembers

    He closed his eyes. His uncle’s camper had that old wet and musty smell. The scent was stronger in his mind then it had been thirty years ago. Sleeping in the camper that night was way better than being in the house. In the house, he was always w...

    • Author: BiC
    • Posted over 1 year ago.
  • The Truth

    “But, to be frank, I deem that I am unqualified to enjoy welfare in the heaven.” The boy stared at somewhere else with steely-eyed face, mumbling. “It’s not necessary to every human being who once perpetrated into the hell.̶...

  • Name your price

    There were not many people on the boat, but they had the same direction and goal— escaping from the horrible place and going back to their home, England. " The ring must be recovered, or Kay’s father won’t agree our engagement.&q...

  • Greeting Fate Warmly

    The air was cold and George shivered, absently readjusting his long gray jacket around himself. The jacket was the most expensive piece of clothing he owned. If it was clean and new, it might fetch a price of $45, as it was, dirty, thread worn and stai...

  • Counting

    “Eleven thousand five hundred ninety-one. Eleven thousand five hundred ninety-two.” Salva sweated. Her ragged blouse molded itself to her chest but she ignored it. She had a job to do, an important job, perhaps the most important job in the...

  • The Infamous Clean Too (June 4)

    “Vanessa Blackrayne!” Vanessa quickly jerked awake, almost hitting her head on the hot lamp above her. “Coming, Mrs. Warthton!” She quickly turned off the lamp and grabbed the fabric she had been repairing, putting it in a drawe...

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