Five-minute fiction - 22:53-22:58
Sam overturned the crate spilling its contents onto the grate of the floor. His rough hands pushed books aside sorting through the pile, searching. The Khem storekeeper hissed and grunted at him, but Sam had neither the knowledge of the Khem language, or the ability to understand the series of hisses and grunts. The language, like the creature, was completely alien...
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Sam overturned the crate spilling its contents onto the grate of the floor. His rough hands pushed books aside sorting through the pile, searching. The Khem storekeeper hissed and grunted at him, but Sam had neither the knowledge of the Khem language, or the ability to understand the series of hisses and grunts. The language, like the creature, was completely alien...
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Five-minute fiction - 22:40-22:45
The College of Assassination and the Arts was founded during the period known in the Citys history as the Regiments Revolts, a dark, and dangerous time for the City, if you discounted the fact that many of the buildings were often on fire day and night thus giving the City a wonderful glow, all-day. But, nonetheless, the founding of the College...
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The College of Assassination and the Arts was founded during the period known in the Citys history as the Regiments Revolts, a dark, and dangerous time for the City, if you discounted the fact that many of the buildings were often on fire day and night thus giving the City a wonderful glow, all-day. But, nonetheless, the founding of the College...
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Five-minute fiction - 00:08-00:13
The space beyond the deck of the observation post stretched out like a sheet of black canvas pulled tight across a frame. The stars, faint pinpricks of light, glimmer as they wile away their lives. The cold of the space is like that of the metal beneath my fingertips. Cold, alien, but welcome. There is much to be said for the...
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The space beyond the deck of the observation post stretched out like a sheet of black canvas pulled tight across a frame. The stars, faint pinpricks of light, glimmer as they wile away their lives. The cold of the space is like that of the metal beneath my fingertips. Cold, alien, but welcome. There is much to be said for the...
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Five-minute fiction - 00:31-00:36
The City possessed many unique and characterful geographic features, some of them even gendered affection from the citizenry. The famous Cow-Yard Docks, did not. It was one of those areas of the City that everyone avoided, or tried to avoid, but considering the smell that permeated the air surrounding the Cow-Yard Docks, and by permeated one of course means engulfed, and...
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The City possessed many unique and characterful geographic features, some of them even gendered affection from the citizenry. The famous Cow-Yard Docks, did not. It was one of those areas of the City that everyone avoided, or tried to avoid, but considering the smell that permeated the air surrounding the Cow-Yard Docks, and by permeated one of course means engulfed, and...
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hooeylewis:
I liked it. I want to start writing myself. What are some good ways to get started?
Five-minute fiction - 23:22-23:27
It was called the Arc, and had stood over the main thoroughfare in the City for nearly three centuries. Untold number of generals, both righteous and unrighteous had led countless numbers of men through it and onto the palace which stood at the peak of the Citys central hill. Just as with other main streets in other cities, well shops and...
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It was called the Arc, and had stood over the main thoroughfare in the City for nearly three centuries. Untold number of generals, both righteous and unrighteous had led countless numbers of men through it and onto the palace which stood at the peak of the Citys central hill. Just as with other main streets in other cities, well shops and...
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Five-minute fiction - 22:59-23:04
The heavy wooden door splintered into kindling as the immense head of the maul slammed through it. The zombie, framed in the now open door way, froze, all his thoughts directed at tracking the arc of the meteoric hammer. It stumbled forward scattering a pile of bones at its feet, the bones, a recent addition to the floor of the Wizards...
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The heavy wooden door splintered into kindling as the immense head of the maul slammed through it. The zombie, framed in the now open door way, froze, all his thoughts directed at tracking the arc of the meteoric hammer. It stumbled forward scattering a pile of bones at its feet, the bones, a recent addition to the floor of the Wizards...
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Five-minute fiction - 23:35-23:40
Look, we can split the difference, call it, seven crowns, each, and we can both go our separate ways, Grim said with a smile. He shifted uncomfortably with the effort of having to hold his arms up.
The Bully-Boy pressed the tip of his knife into the stiff leather of Grims coat, over his heart and grinned. Oi, what you talkin...
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Look, we can split the difference, call it, seven crowns, each, and we can both go our separate ways, Grim said with a smile. He shifted uncomfortably with the effort of having to hold his arms up.
The Bully-Boy pressed the tip of his knife into the stiff leather of Grims coat, over his heart and grinned. Oi, what you talkin...
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Five-minute fiction - 22:45-22:50
Slim looked down at the sword in his hand, it didnt look so big now. He turned his skull upward and stared into the face of the immense half-giant that loomed over him. The creatures gnarled maw opened revealing row upon row of jagged stone-like teeth and remnants that, if Slim had any relatives of the skeletal variety, could possibly have...
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Slim looked down at the sword in his hand, it didnt look so big now. He turned his skull upward and stared into the face of the immense half-giant that loomed over him. The creatures gnarled maw opened revealing row upon row of jagged stone-like teeth and remnants that, if Slim had any relatives of the skeletal variety, could possibly have...
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Five-minute fiction - 23:38-23:43
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! the scream seemed to rend the air as it reverberated off the dank stone walls of the dungeon. GNOMES!!!!!!!
Slim Pickens, skeleton thief extraordinaire, master-class womanizer, and three time king of the hill champion, rounded the corner at a dead sprint. He ran on, his bones rattling with each step. The scene looked a strange tableaux, a strange vision of...
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! the scream seemed to rend the air as it reverberated off the dank stone walls of the dungeon. GNOMES!!!!!!!
Slim Pickens, skeleton thief extraordinaire, master-class womanizer, and three time king of the hill champion, rounded the corner at a dead sprint. He ran on, his bones rattling with each step. The scene looked a strange tableaux, a strange vision of...
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radiofrank:
Very interesting...
(And, on a bit of a tangent, I can never think of a name like Slim Pickens without thinking of Dr. Strangelove. Haha.)
(And, on a bit of a tangent, I can never think of a name like Slim Pickens without thinking of Dr. Strangelove. Haha.)
Five-minute fiction - 23:40-23:45
Slim doesnt like this, Slim Pickens said as he looked down into the yawning chasm. A small bridge, barely two feet across stretched off into the distance, held up, by some foreseen force. Slim doesnt think we should go this way.
What other way do you think we should go then? Damaria, a rather pretty human said. She shook her great...
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Slim doesnt like this, Slim Pickens said as he looked down into the yawning chasm. A small bridge, barely two feet across stretched off into the distance, held up, by some foreseen force. Slim doesnt think we should go this way.
What other way do you think we should go then? Damaria, a rather pretty human said. She shook her great...
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Five-minute fiction - 23:57-00:02
Just sign here, initial here, and were done, Grim said handing the stack of papers to the guard.
Here? the man said gesturing toward the page.
Yup, right there.
There was a faint scratching of pen on paper and the guard handed the stack of neatly ordered papers back to Grim.
Thanks, Cuthbert, he said with the faintest of smiles.
What...
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Just sign here, initial here, and were done, Grim said handing the stack of papers to the guard.
Here? the man said gesturing toward the page.
Yup, right there.
There was a faint scratching of pen on paper and the guard handed the stack of neatly ordered papers back to Grim.
Thanks, Cuthbert, he said with the faintest of smiles.
What...
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Five-minute fiction - 22:50-22:55
The room shuddered as the engine shifted gears, revving higher. Cressa felt his muscles contract involuntarily as he watched the man typed number and code, after number and code into the computer. The Recip-algorithm was the key to making it all work, if that had been concocted properly than everything would fall into place. The engine was just a piece of...
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The room shuddered as the engine shifted gears, revving higher. Cressa felt his muscles contract involuntarily as he watched the man typed number and code, after number and code into the computer. The Recip-algorithm was the key to making it all work, if that had been concocted properly than everything would fall into place. The engine was just a piece of...
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