Ryan’s eyes snapped open, and the world descended into chaos. The force of his eyelids opening made the air erupt around him, his house and family vaporising in an instant. Houses throughout his neighbourhood were just as fortunate, a blast of force projecting from him that rendered anything in its path to dust. The most powerful bombs humanity could conjure had nothing on that careless action.
(My commissioned story written by Reddhaeht)
The New Way of Things
“Jayi, Who Sees Beyond,” the instructor called, standing at the head of the class. She was a shorter woman and, while not fat, certainly had some meat on her bones.
(Story that was written by MrGreyMan, adapted from one of my past RP logs)
She was having the dream again.
Blue fire arced across her skin, etching aether-real runes on her body. The feeling was exhilarating, like the embrace of a familiar lover. But, like any embrace, these sigils were ultimately confining. They wrapped themselves around her form, hugging her, binding her.
Hi guys, Yuufuk here. This story is to show that I'm still alive, I have a graduation party and the renewal of matriculation examination (finals of Finland's highshool) to do before it's over and I'm free. I don't have motivation for Lustilia just yet, we'll see after I'm finished with irl stuff
Part 1 - Persephone
(Author's note: this is meant to be a spoof of badly written Mary-Sue stories. The ending is open-ended on purpose, so that sequels can be written by other members. With that said, I hope you can enjoy the story for what it is.)
"No, no, no! I almost solved the formula!"
Storycrafting
(2020) (2060 words)
(omnipotence, kinky discussion but no actual sex)
Jessica and Derek stared at the vial on the table.
"Are you... are you gonna..." Jessica began.
Derek shook his head. "We don't know what it'll do."
"Yeah, but..." she trailed off. She looked around the room timidly, “he said it was safe.”
Derek shook his head. “I’m not putting that inside of me.”
Jessica glanced around her, thinking. “Aren’t you… curious?”
It should be just another usual day, like the endless amount of others before it. Victoria celebrated her 21-st birthday, just like thousands of people. Herself, she was quite plain girl, by standards of the most people. Short, messy raven hair, a bit below average height, with quite attractive, young face, but unremarkable in seductive body assets, she stood, preparing to meet her guests…
I was running incredibly late. The first test of the RIFT device (Reality Inversion and Fluctuation Technology) was going to begin any moment now. I’d been hired for this top secret project because I apparently had ‘a high level of desire and passion’ that they thought could be used to improve the device. Something about how it’s scanning and operating systems worked. I don’t fully understand what they meant by that, but I doubt I was supposed to. After all, I’m just a low level researcher who helped build the code while the real eggheads managed to theorize the technology.
