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Instead of going back to sleep, I decided to get up and put on a pot of coffee. As I stood in the kitchen waiting for it to brew, I realized it was a little after seven in the morning on the east coast. I started thinking about Iris again and wondered if she was awake. Knowing her, I thought probably not, and I pictured her asleep in bed in some New York apartment. I pictured her alone, though I k...
I was alone in some bar. A sort of hipster hangout. I didn’t know what I was doing there, but there I was, ordering my usual gin and tonic. After I got my drink I stood there looking at the people around me. The place was packed and no one seemed to pay me any mind. It was like I wasn’t even there. Everyone was talking to everyone else, and when I heard someone laugh, I couldn't help but wonder ...
Source: yellow worm No we didn't accept illogical way dead dragon in the ice water was dragged out by zombies who were said to be afraid of water. No we didn't accept illogical way second dragon was killed by super hypersonic heat seeking arrows, bulls eyes thrice in three seconds, in a distance of several kilometres with no wind advantage! Absurd is the word! No we didn't accept Cersei didn...
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I originally posted this as a shitpost series on Reddit over a year ago here. Figured I should repost here and see if people enjoy it. The year was 2140 Our Lord and Savior Adam Back the Immortal looked down from his intergalactic cruiser to the puny masses Pulled out an ancient piece of weird machinery. A frail scholar, last of his line, identified it as a RaspBerry Pi "Thou shalt not...
Why can't we have a delete button? Why do we have to type 50 characters?
Why can't we have a delete button? Why do we have to type 50 characters?
Why can't we have a delete button? Why do we have to type 50 characters?
In this opportunity we will launch a new alternative for modeling and ways to influence Social Networks, especially in monetized networks. Hello how are you, we are a team of young people who dream of changing some customs within social networks, and the work style of companies that make investments in monetized social networks, or networks that are monetized with blockchain technology. Because...
Once upon a time there was a man, who was in love with a girl…this girl was as pure as Snow White, and as young as Lolita. Although in modern times, a college man is considered a child, when this story took place, it was common for a man in college to be married with children…it is with this historical perspective that we look back on the lives of Archer and Dominique and see an exquisitely demoni...
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Our story begins in the country of Abegnoth, the poorest of twelve, located far to the east in the midst of the Greto crystal mines. Desolation had fallen upon this country, it had been stripped of it's beauty far and wide and replaced with black singed woods. Gray ash filled the merchants roads on the way to Constanasia, one of the few rebuilt cities after the long past war. On the outskirts of...
So. Browsing through my drawings, I found a piece I drew last year (something I actually managed to finish, almost the same day I started it). There! Just a Nurse Joy. Seems normal enough, right? If only that was the case. You see, I’m very into roleplaying. Not gonna lie, the part I enjoy the most is creating these characters, then developing them throughout the story; I like for their b...
[This is the same story as "Turyści" but translated to English.] It was not good. It was bad, almost tragic. King Harold, called Venerable for some time now, trotted across the throne room, murmuring curses under his breath. Although he tried to walk in a dignified manner, as he was already old, he always ended up tripping over things. Something occurred to him. He stopped and stared at the ...
[This is the same story as "The Tourists" but in Polish, its original language.] Nie było dobrze. Było źle, wręcz tragicznie. Król Harold, od pewnego czasu zwany Sędziwym, dreptał w poprzek sali tronowej, mrucząc przekleństwa pod nosem. Starał się co prawda dostojnie przemierzać dystans, ale że był już leciwy, to zawsze kończyło się to dreptaniem. Coś przyszło mu do głowy. Zatrzymał się i wb...
Displate is a website and Company that makes awesome metal posters and ships them all across the world. Each poster is about 3mm, they come with a set of two magnets that come with an adhesive side, so you can easily hang them in your wall. The said posters are created by various talented artists that upload their work to the site, who receive up to 25% per piece (however, if they play smart and s...
I'm a big fan of Spiderman: Into the Spiderverse. Honestly, the best animated movie I've seen. I love the pace, the script, the characters and Mile's development. Heck, I love ALL of the spidersonas! However, the first time I opened Clip Studio Paint, the first one that came to my mind was Gwen. Now, I've always been a Gwen fan. Idk, I favor her over MJ, and I loved the concept of her as a spide...
Yesterday, i had a strange dream. I played tennis against Yuno Gasai multiple times (i probably never played tennis in my entire life). She always won. When the match started, we was prety much equal, but she take the lead and slowly increased her advantage and always won. After playing the last match, i exhausted all of my power and fell on the ground, needing minutes to recover. Yuno was in...
(2006, fiction) I threw my coffee at the white door and caffeine splattered back to my bed striking my arm with liquid heat as a cloud of ceramic shards spread before me. It was something, but I needed everything. I struck across the bedroom, took my first novel from an otherwise empty bureau. Used my dampened cigarette to set the manuscript blazing. Smoke swirls bellowed victory, and I...
Not ready yet. I really wish there was a delete button.