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Weekly Contest #346
I never forget where true north is, whether I trudge through a god forsaken tundra, or in a den of demons and heretics, it is the mission that comes first. I find myself trapped in a cavern with my prey, bunched shoulder to shoulder with the target and a monk of undefined origins. We three stare out at a thick sheet of ice, our backs to the wall, encased in an icy crawl space. The ice rumbles and threatens to collapse the cavern along with us inside. The orange glow of fire danced on the glistening sheet. “A Hellfire engine stalks us. It can...
Weekly Contest #345
I held my breath. One wrong sound could mean my gruesome end. I stared forward. I could see a wall of ice illuminated by the angry orange of hellfire. It is hard to know where one may end up from one day to the next, who will be your mortal enemy, and who your dearest friend. To my left, a man I just met, a refugee from a settlement recently razed to the ground. He is young, perhaps not out of his teen years, and I can say without question, the most bizarre man I’ve ever met. To my right, a woman hellbent on our destruction, held hostage beh...
Weekly Contest #344
I laid dying on the mountain. There it went again, the stars moved. I felt it long before I saw it. No one can tell me I saw it, no one can tell me that didn’t happen. A broken man dead inside. A fall. Temptation. It’s all there written in the sky for any to see but few to understand. Knowing one’s destiny gives one a confidence that smaller men would never see, but shrinks the world itself into a prison. So when the world shows you an open door, you take it. I lay dying here knowing for as long as I’ve known things to know, tha...
Weekly Contest #329
A monster that most men would flee in horror, so legendary none would speak of out loud, lay in wait. Three were not moved by typical fears and aspirations of mundane men as they moved into advantageous striking positions. The ruins virtually swelled with the low hum of the beast’s breaths. Beak crouched by the stairs. Mayhem, several feet back, readied to bend reality with the ancient words of the arcane, while Hye slinked in shadow and silently slipped into the darkness behind the beast. The beast slept on a bed of bones born of fallen foe...
Weekly Contest #328
They say that everyone has a job to do, well that’s not really the case anymore. Ever since A.I. took over and universal basic income was established, doing shit was quite optional. As of 10 years ago all our ‘doing shit’ overachievers shipped off to Mars. I guess Earth is sorta done, so it was time to start over new somewhere else, who knows, in 20 years maybe we’ll get lucky and fuck that planet up just as good as we did here. I mean earth isn’t inhabited completely by lazy dumb fucks, but there are quite a lot. People go one of two...
Weekly Contest #327
Do you remember your first memory? I’m not sure if I do. I’m either stuck in a tree locked in a moment of fear, or I’m eating marzipan with Pattie. I want it to be the marzipan, but it doesn’t feel right, it feels too… clear. The tree, however is chaotic—blurry, more concepts than honest memories. The tree must be my first memory because it feels less real, so much farther away than reality. Maybe it’s only fitting I end it in this very same tree, the only difference between that memory and now, is I don’t feel the fear, only cold cer...
Weekly Contest #326
“All the best miracles come on Christmas morning,” said Gal to Doctor Afnani. “That they do, and I believe we can make that happen for you,” the doctor said with a smile, “In fact it’s not very uncommon for us to select birthdays around your schedule—perhaps you’re planning a trip, or don’t wish for a birthday to overlap.” “And how much will all this cost us doctor?” questioned Wally. “No no nothing, this the hospital does free of charge… though there are other enhancements that you may wish to gift your child, and those… well, those may cos...
Weekly Contest #303
After 6 months of ceaseless taunting and jokes at my expense, I was finally going to nail this jerk. I was armed with my pepper spray and taser. I told myself I wasn’t going to use it but a part of me really wanted to. You’d be amazed at the sheer amount of perverts in the world, and when you couple that with an audience, social media, and complete anonymity, you have a dangerous mixture. You see I like to wear dresses, I feel as if I have to say that because women these days don’t as much as you’d think anymore. During black Friday s...
Weekly Contest #299
Len grabbed a burger at the drive thru. He always bought one burger to eat at home with the meal and a second burger to get him through the car ride back. He was in his mid 30’s and he always assumed that doing things like this would come back to bite him in the ass, but ultimately it turned out it bit him on the lip.Len reached into the fast-food bag. He took out a small single patty burger, folded back the paper, and attempted to sink his teeth into it. He missed. He bit into burgers a million times, he didn’t need to see it to eat it. Of ...
Weekly Contest #298
Loriel knew what it was like to live outside of God's grace. She was hollow inside a nothing shell of a being. She was beautiful as were all of god's creatures, but the grand cosmic joke was that all beauty wasn’t created equal. She was ebony as a pool of liquid chocolate and as exotic as the most rare and delicate bird of paradise. She was the form that all women aspired to be. She started her fall from up high and planned to breach the first layer of hell if she had the conviction to do so. Her wings would more than likely burn in t...
Weekly Contest #297
“Everybody on the fuckin’ ground”, yelled Rat, while spraying a volley of bullets into the ceiling. Fox and Cat vaulted over the desk to police the tellers. Human checked all the corners just to make sure there weren’t any hidden problems lurking about. A man on his knees reached into his coat and Rat hit him with the butt of his gun. “A fuckin hero, huh”, said Rat as he reached into the mans jacket himself and retrieved a hidden pistol.“1 minute”, yelled Human, who was the only one not wearing an animal mask. Fox and Cat shoveled money into...
Weekly Contest #296
Every time you make a choice it creates a different reality, another you.100 miles out of Tennessee and 20 miles from a friendly face I have to think what would have happened if I shucked instead of jived. Every headlight that I saw I ducked down wondering if this was the one to lay me down. It wasn’t no time for black folk here and I asked myself if we ever would get our day.The sun gave me a little solace when I saw it peeking its face over the horizon, because most tended to like to do dark deeds in the dark, maybe they thought god might ...
Weekly Contest #295
If I had to say anything about us, we were never known to be a scrupulous bunch. So, any number of us for any particular reason could have gutted ole captain Shitbottom, that being said we couldn’t be said not to be full of contradictions.After 2 weeks without hide nor hair of the captain we’ve all thought’em dead and figured we’d get together and pour one out for ole Shitbottom. Was it suspicious, oh absolutely, was it unusual, without a doubt, but their was 10,000 reasons why this ole pirates wake was called, and most of us figured at leas...
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