Rules of the QuestMaster: The QuestMaster is an app where the protagonist designs and sends quests to his targets, who will be compelled to achieve them. They can still fail, you can think of it as minor mind control. When accomplishing those quests, targets receive rewards, changing them slightly phisically or mentally, as well as levelling up. At a high en...
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Joni Sullivan was a fashion designer, not a big name designer, not a well-known designer, not really a good or experienced designer, not even a full time fashion designer. That was more or less Joni's full life story, not the most beautiful girl in her hometown, not a good student, she was a shy young girl and an awkward teenager who didn't play sports and c...
----=(First stop 1)=---- Their chauffeur had waited next to the passenger door for longer than he liked. 'Typical mentarion attitude; just leave the little guy hanging,' he thought, 'Why can't they just tell me what they want like regular people?' He considered himself to be as intrigued by mentarion ways as the next guy, but being around them personally...
I hate working for rich people; but unfortunately, as a "mobile" fine art dealer, people with serious money are my main client base, so I deal with it. At five to ten thousand dollars a painting I sure do make a great living off them---but I have to kiss a lot of ass and make nicey-nice with some really obnoxious, snooty human beings on a daily basis to do i...
-If you haven't read "D'orrs" this part might not make much sense. If you have, I apologize for the delay in getting "Part 2" posted. Hope you enjoy.- * * * * * It wasn't until Liz had walked up the stairs of the subway station that she realized just how many butterflies she really did have in her stomach. As she walked toward the restaurant, she wondered...
Another busy lunch crowd in Nancy's section today. She was working her ass off as usual, waiting tables and making sure her regulars were well taken care of. They always asked for her section, sometimes waiting even when there were open tables in other sections. She smiled in spite of her weariness. I am damn good, she said to herself. Most of her usual cu...
Back in the early eighties just before I joined up with my friend Rich in his telephone services company, I had an office job at a local securities firm. It was a relatively menial job, getting files and miscellaneous paper work but it did put some spending cash in my pocket. That was the main priority at the time. Come to think of it, some things haven't ch...
Ok, it's something one doesn't admit to doing. You, me, us watch the Soaps? NEVER! But it's strange how millions of people around the world are addicted to the Soap Operas. Interesting how you kinda know what's happening in the nightmare, complex world of these serialized dramas because you have a friend or relative who is one of these millions of addicted...
Promotion day. I'd been waiting months for it. I'd been working at Crimson Inc. for about 4 1/2 years. It was nice, and I know most people would kill for my job, even though it wasn't even close to the one I deserved. I work as a lower-class designer for Mr. Smith's company. The pay is alright, 50k or so a year, but Mr. Smith gets up to half a million every...