You are the smartest persion alive you are so intelagent even the smartest minds on earth seem like a iditodic child and you have finaly dicided to show the world your intelect by useing a divice you made. what dose it do ? Do you use your brain for good or evil? Take over the earth bring forth a utopia. Prove how your gender is truly Superior. Hell why not...
Warning: This is a Game! This story is designed to be read in game mode only, if you don't read in game mode this story will make no damned sense, and large parts of it you wont be able to read at all. Please Start Game Mode Now. We didn't know what was going on yet, but we knew we had to deal with it together... A week ago, my friends and I woke up just l...
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*De-De-De-De-Deep* *De-De-De-De-Deep* *Click* I gently pressed the large red button atop my alarm clock to stop the annoying racket of those high pitched beeps. Sitting up I began to take a look around at my surroundings, Beige wallpaper spread across the walls, the odd video game poster stuck on lazily with some blu-tack. Letting out a small sigh I swung my...
I have chalked the summoning circle on the floor of the exams room and lit the candles. My spell book is in front of me and my bell is poised to ring the chimes that will open the door between dimensions. Procter Louisa Jona Caliper waits my attempt with a stern look. The summoning of a familiar is one of the most fundamental aspects of higher magery, and i...
In the future there are no problems. There's enough food to go around, so no one goes hungry ever again. Machines carry out the hard labor, protecting human bodies from back breaking work for little pay. Peace is extolled across the planet as people no longer have any reason to fight, their problems solved, everyone comes to appreciate each other. It is utop...
My name is Thomas O'Malley, and YES, I've heard EVERY variation of EVERY 'Aristocats' joke you can THINK of, so save it! I grew up in Boston, one among many Irish Catholic families in that town until I was 21 years old. It's two months before my 22nd birthday there's an insistent knock on my door. "Who is it?" I call. "Hello? My name is Ma...
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A chill mist surrounded the unreasonably large castle at the heart of the Valley of Quorn. This castle was both fortress and palace, yet, in truth, neither. Built over more than 500 years the castle was more like a small city than a castle, and rather than a palace, it was in truth a university. What did they teach there? Adventuring, the ancient and honor...
Sir Harold Voltaic: Paladin of the Order of the Crimson Rose, stood a lonely vigil atop Black-Scar Crag. With the coming of dawn he would go to his wedding, one he was far from ready for, for oh so many reasons. Let's start with the fact that he had just met his bride-to-be that day. Not much time for a romance to develop you must admit. Now let's consider...