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Weekly Contest #359
Oscar closed the boot of his van, pulling a strange box with him that had caught the young man’s attention. "Uncle Oscar, what’s in the box?" James, Oscar’s nephew appeared close by. Something about the box seemed familiar, it gave James an odd, unshakable feeling that he could not describe. He would have helped his uncle, except he knew it was best to stay clear, Uncle Oscar hated it when James would get in his way. "I am going to teach them alright. Starting with that fucker Charles." James watched his uncle drag the strange looking red bo...
Weekly Contest #357
I lie still and silent on the cobbled floor, doing my absolute best not to move a muscle. It is not easy, let me tell you that. Now, before you go judging me and thinking you can do better, I will bet you one million bucks that you’d end up the exact same way as Roger over there. He went all out trying to fight Captain Fantastic and lost, the idiot. There are a lot better gigs than being a henchman for these villain guys. I personally wanted to be a barista, but my hands shake too much. I kept pouring the cream over the counter and not into ...
Weekly Contest #356
A God's thunderous roar vibrated through the tiny village. Dark black and grey clouds began to form over the mountain, and extreme blue and electric white flashes tore through the clouds. Before the villagers knew it, the storm was over their heads. The God was furious. His madness had taken over, and nothing appeased him anymore.Donatus, the village seer, grabbed his young protégé and grandson by the arm, dragging him into the village bathroom."Quick, Lucius! You must hide. Go into the bathtub!"Lucius did all he could to fight back and hold...
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