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Weekly Contest #60
I went for it because I was my stomach was eating itself and all of the grocery stores had been ransacked by the outskirt bandits and their exotic animals they walked around on with computer wire leashes. The smell made me want to puke up the drugs I was coming down from but then I'd have to face the second dark ages sober. It was already brutal enough with the elite artificial intelligence soldiers guiding citizens around like domestic animals. I had found the jar of pickles clutched in the arms of an old trampled bag who had been knocked o...
There they were. I didn't want them to exist but there they were anyway. The unwanted fingers dragging across the glass of my fragile mind. Burning daggers of agonizing truth ripped fresh rows of reality into the soil of my heart. I jolted awake and grabbed for the pistol next to me on the leather seat like it was the last sandwich on Earth. I was going to blast a soup can hole through the thing scratching at my window until I saw who it was. At first I was confused and couldn't recognized the frightened and panicky face underneath the bea...
I don't know what caught my eye first. Her beautiful smile or the wiggling green tentacle that was infused to her cheek. She had a strut that could cause zipper chafing in any room full of men anywhere. Her name was Kate and she'd been reborn out of a glowing puddle of toxic waste and floating spa cucumber slices. I was busy decapitating the head of a dog for lunch when I saw her. The dog's leg had been fortunately caught under the wheel of a truck of a driver who'd crashed after being impaled through the heart by a stray meteor shard. The...
Weekly Contest #56
Palpable tension filled the room the way foam insulation fills up the spaces between walls. It suffocated every ounce of the air and every molecule screamed with silent pressure. Steven's heart dropped like an anvil dropping from his chest into a well with a rope connecting both. A meeting of the most notoriously lethal biker gang in town was assembled in silence, waiting for him to walk into the tiny trailer. His new friend, the beautiful girl who'd introduced herself and moved onto his street the last month had scouted and recruited him fo...
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