Expert-Pomegranate-8

Expert-Pomegranate-8 t1_j6hl4xi wrote

Reply to comment by wandering_cirrus in [WP] You formed a contract with an adventurer that allows them to summon you in their time of need. You haven’t been summoned for years, almost forgetting about the contract until suddenly you’re summoned into the palace where your beloved adventurer is on his knees with a sword to his neck. by Blackrose_920

I read it all.I am undecided on how this makes me feel.

F**k, I'm gonna cry.

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Expert-Pomegranate-8 t1_j5fadnr wrote

Reply to comment by Quetzhal in [WP] You've just gotten home to your spouse, when a group of demons, orcs, centaurs, vampires, goblins and other monsters burst in. One of them addresses your spouse, saying "My Lord. The time has come. We are ready. We shall ride into battle by your side, mighty Godslayer." You are confused. by Einherjar-warrior

Any tips for writing romantic moments,guy?Cuz this is pretty good

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Expert-Pomegranate-8 t1_j3q6n9u wrote

Reply to comment by Serpentking5 in [WP] The master detective just finished their long monologue laying out all the circumstantial evidence that reveals you as the murderer. Instead of confessing or attempting the kill the detective, you smile. You've got the best defence lawyer in the business and none of this will stand up in court. by NerdforceHeroes

Helen,not Helena u think,but a lot more could have been written.Excellent job guy

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Expert-Pomegranate-8 t1_j334i9k wrote

Reply to [WP] Life is simple, peaceful and quiet. You're enjoying life living just on the outskirts of the city. You keep such a low profile no-one should even know you exist. So why did the doorbell ring? You hesitantly answer. by Crystal1501

I twirled my moustache, as the hair from my head faded and grayed.The door was locked as I went about my daily business.The dishes,the radio and the television blurred my senses and overpowered my creeping depression and boredom. Something, Anything that makes me forget my hellish memories are welcome.The internet is much too complicated for my tastes. Sixteen miles from any internet and service providers was also a nice bonus with this house.

I walked around the house cleaning and checked my messages for any information about my army pension increase as well as National Service Bonus. I didn't get any calls, the way it was for six years and the way I would like to be furthur on.

Cleaning the table, I suddenly caught a frame that was about to fall on the ground .Removing the rusty nail from it, I briefly remembered the simpler times I had before moving here. Suddenly everything became too much to bear after she passed.I had a neat little garden I tended to and Connor Jr, my German Shepherd kept me company,roaming the village and travelling for miles upon miles and came back only after six in the evening.

Connor scratched my door today at three O clock today.I scratched my gut and opened the door.

"Whatzit, you ingrate, people mugged you on yer way back or what?"I said, trying to amuse myself, as he moved about excitedly and jumped around.

I fixed a drink for myself and a large chicken meal for the ingrate before setting it outside for some relaxing afternoon listening to the replays of the 80's hits and evergreens on the radio.

A car arrived in the distance,followed by two more in bikes. Never had the rebels been brazen enough to drive the dictators cars before.Were these the ungrateful power hungry gits, I fought for?

I readied my shotgun, for this day had been one I wished would have never come at all.I went to such great lengths to even change my identity and fake my death.Even now, things were a bit undecided whether they knew me or were just passing by.

I left Connor outwards again,tying a bag to his neck.The one command I taught him over many years.Delivery.He disappeared into the afternoon sun and I finally felt relieved.

KNOCK KNOCK.

"Who's there?"

"The Peoples Representatives."a female voice said, as they mumbled amongst each other.

I opened the door.This one knock knock joke would end badly for me.The bikers were equipped with AKRs and were being two dolts in my house.They confisticated my phone and hand held radio.

The female leader asked me "So,you are?"

"A former servant of the rebellion madam. But a humble farmer now."I answered as vaguely as possible.

"Name, old man.And ID."

"Victor Glass madam"I held out my laminated badge on my table for her to see.

She suddenly dropped the unpleasant manners and began being casual again,dropping her hat and coats at the rack and took out a pencil and a notepad.

"Do you mind, Mr.Glass ,If we have a brief break before leaving here?"she asked politely.

"No,not at all"I answered dreading my phone.Connor Jr had just went to my senior handler on the opposite side of the village.If she called now, this would turn into the most awkward catching of a spy in a long long time.

"So,you grow asparagus here?"she asked.

"Yes madam.Some water, alcohol maybe?" I asked hoping to inebriate then before my call came.

. Will continue this tomorrow.

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Expert-Pomegranate-8 t1_j2x1azh wrote

Reply to [WP] you were Kidnapped by a cult and sacrificed to their god, everything is going according to plan when the god enters your body, the only problem is, your will is so weak and your so lazy that the god can’t control you by No-Trick2389

"I guess this is happening now."I said,the frustration and will to live compressed into a tiny box beside the gigantic boulder of sloth and laziness in my head.The white dressed man clutched my hair and looked into my eyes, chanting some words that I could care less about. Sacrifice me and be done with it already. I wouldn't be here, if not for my girlfriend insisting on me to visit her granny's death.

Hope it is more comfortable in the afterlife.

He thrust my head back upon the rock and continued talking on and preaching in the local language. I learnt one language, at the age of ten. I am not even going to try to understand this idiot.He clutched a fist of some red powder and buried my face in it.My eyes burnt and nose crackled as though glass powder slipped through my throat. I coughed and sneezed as they readied the large scimitar to be done with my head.

Fuck this guy, I guess.

The silver glint, a shiny spark of light , shone in my eyes as the sword fell upon my head.

It was instantaneous as I felt power of the ruin flow and move against the nature of preservation itself.I was a sharp wedge driven into the flow of ruin, a sharp rod that conducted life and death.The subconscious of unconscious and the eye of destruction looked at me atop the frozen wastes.

Knowledge and another mind took my body.My body felt weird and almost as if I was the intruder there.I looked at my severed body as my eyes opened and saw it before me.It happens ,I guess ,but still even for me, i felt a little afraid now.

Ruin was in control now. He rose in a eldritch force of miasmic impulses and black gas as my body moved infront of the head. I was intensely afraid the black gas erupted out of my neck and nearly formed a smokey head of itself.It was surreal as I saw my own body as my own hand clutched my head.

"Get used to this"said Ruin as he spoke and moved in my body.

"The hell,I am."I said and went ahead and slept in my mind.

"Wake up,You goddam oaf."Ruin threatened me as my lethargy overcame, all control Ruin could exert.

"How'd it feel?"I asked in my mind space.

"How do you even move with all this lethargy in you?"Ruin asked in utter bewilderment as I moved towards him, floated more like."It can incapacitate a God, literally kid."

"Well, your free trial of my body has expired ,Mister.Dont mind this."I said, as I ripped the light and my body from his grip and came to be as the cultist Ruin was speaking to was momentarily repeated what he just said.

"All of you, die."I spoke in Ruins voice as his words came true simultaneously.

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Expert-Pomegranate-8 t1_iy7xeoc wrote

Reply to [WP] You close your eyes and die. A moment later, a score counter appears in your vision, alongside a menu asking if you'd like to spectate, return in creative mode, or delete this save file. by Gobi_Silver

I clutched her hand tight.I didn't want to go so soon.I was barely twenty five.But the hospital and the doctors and the nurses,they opened me up,bled me and left me,tortured and immobile,chained to a bed and unable to do anything but think.And think I did,of everything I wanted to do,i would've done and could've been if i was bedridden and ill.But once the spasms began this morning,the doctors gave some grim news to me.I barely had a few hours to live.Now everyone had left me for dead. The one person beside me on my deathbed,was the person I thought I hated the most.She too,has eyes full of anger and tears but beautiful nonetheless.

When you are that low,you wouldn't mind company,no matter who.The tubes in my throat and hands and lungs fed me food to live and morphine for the pain.They were difficult to remove and well,even move.I gagged and felt a lump in my throat as she stroked my hair,holding a hand to her face,but crying anyway.

She asked me in her feeble voice"Why?Why did you go back to them?"

"Because I was so naive ,m'love"

A tear slid down my eyelids.If only i had been more brave and defended our marriage... If only i was able to fight those shitfaced smiling shits off... If only i was not so ill... If only i had loved her as she loved me... If only i could come back once to tell her how I felt... if only i had more... The body spasmed once more, The heart went weak and tore my chest. The morphine was wearing off. The bars and tubes felt so cold and so..hollow. Last thing I heard was a loud gasp and a louder beep. The Body was still immobile and The eyes still fixed,time stopped and a digital video game menu-esque screen opened up before me. There was a score counter that said

Age:24x multiplier Gender: Undecided --»(-6x cut from final score) Strength:Nil. Final Score:4,561. GAME OVER.

I thought of clicking with my hand, and a hand truer than my own rose out of a body,i didnot recognise.

Suddenly it said "DONOT DISASSOCIATE UNLESS YOU WISH TO ACCESS SPECTATOR MODE.YOU WILL BE ABLE TO CHANGE NOTHING AND THIS WILL BE PERMANENT.DO YOU STILL WISH RO CONTINUE (Y/N)?

I clicked N. It rolled a few credits,my mom and dad,my pet dog and little else that I could understand.

The screen went blank for a moment with a inverted triangle loading button rotating in the corner A tip in the bottom said:Dizziness is caused from lack of proper connection.

Then the menu screen opened and it said START A NEW SAVE CONTINUE IN CREATIVE MODE VISIT THE WORLD IN SPECTATOR MODE DELETE ALL PREVIOUS FILES. ACHIEVEMENTS SETTINGS I was clearly dumbstruck by this paradigm shift.Avid gamer that I was in the last few active years of my life,before those pigs began sucking my wealth and health dry,I wanted to look at achievements of mine. There were a few.But the rarest one of them was {ETERNALLY SAD} and it was achieved by quote"Staying miserable in the last few years of your life."end quote.

I never cared what was beyond life.If this was it then,when will it end for me? This worked by what rules,then what were those rules?

I could care less.I only cared about her and now I am going back to save her no matter what.

I clicked on "CONTINUE IN CREATIVE MODE".

A note popped up"This will enable cheat codes,all mods currently available.Balance changes are coming soon.Achievements will be locked ."

I could care less about achievements in this world.

I clicked twice and woke up in my hospital table,with her sleeping by my side,aware of my eventual death in a few hours.

There were two permanent buttons in my eyeline now.Hacks and mods.

I used the health hack,that restored me to my,original self,face,body and all. I woke from the table.She woke suddenly and looked surprised and confused.

I smiled.Atleast now will I be able to protect her.

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