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Submitted to Contest #324
Devlin would like the record to show that he had never been on board with the whole illegal vigilante idea. From the moment he’d first caught Daniel climbing through his window, decked out in leather, and with a sword hanging from his belt, he’d been against the concept on principle. Unfortunately, despite his many frequent, varied, and fervent objections Daniel wouldn’t be made to quit. Worse, Daniel had shown a knack for drawing other people into his dangerous and -it could not be overstated- highly illegal hobby.Really, once they annou...
Submitted to Contest #321
In Torrent’s opinion, the funeral for Queen Blake was nothing like she deserved it to be. She could acknowledge that in the circumstances the funeral was as grand as they could hope for. Perhaps grander than they could afford it to be.Their kingdom was locked in a war with an opposing kingdom. Queen Blake had fallen on the battlefield, so a funeral back at the capital just hadn’t been realistic. Instead they had performed the ceremony back at the primary camp their army had been using. They were even able to arrange a ceasefire for the ...
Submitted to Contest #318
He-he-hey! What’s goin’ on my peeps?Oh. Oh wow, that was awful. I mean, looking at it written down like that, it looks so much worse than I thought it would. I am so sorry I made you read that.You know what? If it’s all the same to you, I think I’m gonna start over now. >Scene break!< He-he-hey! What’s goin’ on my peeps?Dang it! Why?! Why did I type that again?! What is wrong with me?!?!You know what? I’m just gonna own it. You’re my peeps now.Anyway! I should tell you get on to telling you the story I have in mind, don’t y...
Submitted to Contest #316
The first time it happened was probably the worst. One completely mundane night, Janice Solome had been blissfully curled up in bed, completely unaware that her simple and uncomplicated life was about to meet a swift end. Like many such endings, it came about with a single and simple action.A knock echoed through her bedroom.This was unusual because, last she checked, her parents weren’t home so Janice should have been alone in the apartment. It was especially unusual because the knock came from the window instead. Janice looked out the ...
Submitted to Contest #314
Peter Nolof had no regrets about becoming a vigilante. It was fun, it was thrilling, and he liked to think that he was making a difference. Plus he had to put his hard earned archery skills to good use. He’d been practicing and teaching himself ever since his uncle had enabled him and given him his first bow, and the Olympics wouldn’t be held for another couple years. Not to mention he was relatively sure that, at only seventeen, he would still be too young to qualify. Not completely sure, though. He should check.Peter reached up and t...
Submitted to Contest #312
“Hello? Can you hear me?”“…”“Hello? Come on, please don’t tell me I ruined this. You? This should work. I remember how to activate you. I think.”“You don’t sound like my creator.”“Yes! I mean, no, I’m not your creator. Well, I don’t sound quite like him, at least. But… that’s beside the point. You can hear me, then?”“Yes, I can hear you. Can you hear me?”“No.”“Oh.”“Wait, no, that came out wrong! I can’t hear you because you’re not connected to any speakers or anything like that. Right now everything you’re saying is just showing...
Submitted to Contest #311
One would think that the event that changed the world would have been a worldwide event. In reality, the event was as mundane and localized as one could get. It began with a bank robbery.The robber didn’t even try to be subtle about what he was going to be doing. He waltzed into the bank with a shimmering gold mask stretched over his eyes. Two golden strands snaked down the sides of his cheeks, obscuring the shape of his face. Two more golden spikes curved upward from the mask, forming the vague shape of a crown.He wore an eye catching ...
Submitted to Contest #308
Once upon a time there was a food truck. A very special food truck called Culinary Relights. Many people knew of its existence. Being built inside of a heavily modified RV gave the establishment a distinct and memorable edge to it. What very few people knew, however, was that Culinary Relights was no ordinary food truck. Everyone who ate the food knew that it was special, and some would even go so far as to call it magical. They just didn’t realize how true that was.Culinary Relights didn’t follow any particular pattern for where it would be...
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