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  • MVP

    Bounces off the ropes, kicks him in the face. Thinks he’s so great with his all in one suit and purple nasal strip. Pins him. 3 Count. God I really hate that guy.

    • Author: Triana
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Justifiable Homicide

    “Time to get up!” Ohgodwhattimeisit? I wonder, cracking one bleary eye to stare at the baleful red glow of my bedside alarm clock. “It’s only ten,” I mumble, annoyed by the holiday weekend wake-up. “Your room is a me...

    • Author: B. Booth
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Just One Bite Of The Apple. (Part 4 Of The 4 Part Miniseries)

    Hey Frank how ‘bout let’s go knock back a few beers at Hobo’s?" Another Detective yelled from an office next door. “Beer? Hell, I need some real strong whiskey for this day!” “Whiskey it is.” After about m...

  • Just One Bite Of The Apple. (Part 3 Of The 4 Part Miniseries)

    Evidently the little rugrat claimed she was from a world on the otherside of the universe, where their bodies are just energy. Wasn’t crazy it was just some memory she had picked up. She said their ship crashed in Siberia, Tanguska actually, at a...

  • Just One Bite Of The Apple. (Part 2 Of The 4 Part Miniseries)

    The Mom was leggy drink of water with a kind of quiet desperation that told me she was in a pinch. She said they had been to therapists with the girl but the head shrinkers couldn’t help. Evidently the little debutante believes she is an alien, s...

  • Just One Bite Of The Apple. (Part 1 Of The 4 Part Miniseries)

    The detective gig gets a little slow, in the winter. I guess the regular stiff ain’t as jealous that his dame is trying to hamstring him when it’s below zero. You know, more murders are committed at ninety two degrees than at any other temp...

  • Code 6751

    We were sitting cross-legged in the front room, me and Alina were playing Queedo on the floor. I look at my sister peircingly as the concentration swells from her black, disc eyes. I was about to place my last tile on the holoscreen when we hear a vibr...

    • Author: Blythy
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Peon Makes a Gamble

    “You ever have trouble out here on the roads?” the peon asked. Matt turned to him. “How do you mean?” “Do you ever get hurt?” “Well, heck yes,” Matt said. “You don’t be the king of the road wi...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Re: Your Brains

    Heya, Tom’ it’s Bob from the office down the hall Good to see you, buddy; how’ve you been? Thing have been OK for me except that I’m a zombie now I really wish you’d let us in I think I speak for all of us when I say I understand Why you ...

    • Author: Twyst
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 2 out of 5
  • Nothing At All

    You tell the shoe nothing. All existence blinks out of existence. There is no air, there is no life, there is no space, no time, nothing. But! Before you run out of air to breathe, you realize something. You exist. Therefore, something exists. Suddenly...

  • Peon's Predicament

    The peon sat in the back, hog tied, looking at two of the craziest men, he was sure, he had ever encountered. He was at the bottom of the food chain by a desert mile and thought for sure he would soon become non existent and the thought of how he would...

    • Author: Ath
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Ashes

    I watch as the wind carries the ashes of what once was and can never be again. The terror, the cynicism, the pain have all burned away. In it’s place is a seed, small and scared, unsure of what it is to become, hoping the rain and sun can find it...

    • Author: Ath
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • My Perfect Challenge

    The perfect challenge for me would probably be to write about philosophy, or maybe even controversy. I like writing things that AREN’T stories.. but the challenge could be open to any types of literature.. and when I found this challenge, I’...

  • Proposition

    “At this point, you may be assuming that I want you dead,” Acrylic said. “But such is not the case.” She sat staring into the eyes of the man before her. He appeared to be in his thirties, but he had no hair, his shaved scalp in...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Greetings

    Acrylic watched her leave the seedy establishment. He filtered out everything else from the feed that was directly wired into his brain and started running a facial recognition trace. This would take a few hours, so he could relegate it to the backgrou...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The King, the Peon, and Death Zone Ship Out

    Death Zone was a huge, heavily muscled man who wore a black tank top and similarly black jeans. He had two bands criss-crossing his chest, covered in ammunition. He had several guns of various sizes on his belt, and carried two suitcases with him. Matt...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
  • The King and the Peon Meet Death Zone

    The peon came to in Dreadnought’s back seat, bound hand and foot. Matt was driving the immense vehicle down what used to be the Interstate, and the massive truck was speeding at a fantastic rate. “What are you doing?!” the peon demand...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
  • UVC

    Shiloh met the sun on a park bench in July. She wasn’t want he expected. She chain-smoked, lighting each cigarette with the still-glowing stub of the last. She wore shorts last seen in a Nair ad from the seventies and had a shag of messy amber cu...

    • Author: Acantha
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • The Key

    Mephisto was good, too good. Three sips later it dawned on me that the old lady Sprock was a plant, the likes of which very nearly killed me. I smirked to myself. I was getting close. Mephisto, the gullible Hunter, had no clue what mega Corp really was...

  • Uh-Oh

    Thanks to his clairvoyance, Carl knew he was in for a surprise. He just didn’t know what kind of surprise. He had been in a conversation about the fundamentals of the Great Schism and what it had to do with antidisestablishmentarianism. In due co...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Lucky You, Unlucky Me

    You win the lottery, I find a penny. You run out of ideas, I’ve got many. I was the best for you, You seemed to be the best for me. I gave you my heart, What you returned was infested with fleas. You had it all, I thought I did too. But now it se...

  • Tasty

    The pale girl slowly walked down the hallway to see me. I screamed. “Dont be scared…” she said softly, in a high pitched voice. “Y…you…youre Ha…” I began to say, but she cut me off. “No body’s...

    • Author: Biscotti
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
  • The Inadequate Cheesegrater

    “This cheesegrater isn’t supercalifragilisticexpialidocious enough,” complained Bob. “That’s ‘cos it’s old. Antidisestablishmentarianism’s younger than that grater,” replied Dan, appending a clitic ...

    • Author: Zerrakhi
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Ginkgo nuts should help

    I tossed and turned on the bed, Trying to remember what I’ve absentmindedly forgotten. I forgot my parent’s wedding anniversary, My memory took a holiday to Hawaii. I fell asleep on my table, Struggling with quadratic equation. Teacher taug...

  • The Darkness of Mere Being

    A sea of souls Below me Is restless and cries out in the void And every one an island in The darkness of mere being Astoundingly Inclusive The ones who have the gold make the rules The bylaws ever shifting in The darkness of mere being The dew drops fl...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
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