Close Minded HomoClose Minded Homo1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Oh my god!” Jeremy exclaimed.
“What?” Andy asked.
“Just look at that guy.” Jeremy replied, pointing.
Andy turned to his left and saw a young guy walking down the aisle towards where they sat.
“So?” Andy asked, turning back to his date.
“So? SO?” Jeremy almost shouted.
“Keep your voice down. Do you want to get us thrown out before the movie even starts?” Andy said.
“Are you blind?” Jeremy asked.
“No my eyesight is perfectly fine. Why?” Andy asked.
“Don’t you see how that guy looks?&rdquo
Billard Ambiance embuée d’un bar à trophées – l’esprit enfumé je balance et danse danse, tombe et m’envole sans savoir qu’à dire vrai c’est la faute à l’alcool. Accoudée au comptoir à moitié dans le noir, j’attends sans trop le voir ni sans trop le savoir.Billard6 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
L’instant d’après, le piercing dévoilé – soirée « tee-shirt mouillé » –, déhanché atrophié, je m’emmêle les pieds, est-ce le whisky ou ce qu’y avait avant.. ?, oh la vodka ne m'trahirait pas. Foutu whisky. Je titube, je glousse et je pousse une rousse aussi fausse que mes seins, oh elle n’apprécie pas, que
Guides of PrimusGuides of PrimusGuides of Primus3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Originally known simply as ‘Guides’ on account of leading Megatron to planets and star systems that had become battlefields, they shortly came to be known as the Guides of Primus, on account of the billions of lives, both Cybertronian and otherwise, that they were deemed responsible for ending.
The Guides were chosen during the very peak of the Great War from the most skilled Triage Officers the Decepticons had at the time. They travelled off-world and chose which planetary battlefields were worth sending backup to, which could be left to their own devices, and which were lost causes and, in order to prevent sig
Bottom feeder"I'll pour you a glass. Or you could drink it straight from the bottle, like me."Bottom feeder2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"I'm fine, thank you."
I watched as the man poured the most expensive wine on the chart down his throat without so much as tasting the drink.
"I'll have another!", he yelled drunkenly and soon after, one of the waiters brought another bottle of the finely aged chateau.
"It's a shame," he said in between chugs. "I wish I could be of more service to you, but I can only help you with this."
"It's plenty, I assure you. If only more people were as generous as you."
The main course was finally served and the table was filled to the brim with food. The waiter had hard
The ScientistHe didn't care what any of them said. His fellow researchers, his superiors, the public, they could all go to hell for all he cared. All that mattered was the experiment, and he was determined to see it through. He had toiled for weeks, all towards making sure this worked. Years of his life spent towards studying, not for wealth, power, or fame, but for the good of mankind. That good was what he sought to deliver, even if mankind itself condemned him for it.The Scientist3 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
There had been many deaths on the project. Whatever they tried seemed to fail given enough time, sometimes catastrophically so. The consequences that befell some of their more unfortunat
The White FieldIt’s cold, so cold now. I cannot see the red drops stain this white field where I lie, but I can feel them dripping from my lifeless hand.The White Field2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
“All we wanted was freedom.”
A bright light falls on my face and I close my eyes. With my other hand I grab his, only to feel it tightly close around mine.
I imagine this white field, covered in fresh snow and with its trees so magnificent and its grass so soft, without these scarlet stains we have made. This perfect and untouched white field, like a dream...
I listen to a door slam that isn’t there, and remember.
It was the door of my house that slammed shut this evening and clo
...The Horror... There is type of bond that exists between people who witness atrocities. Who struggle everyday to justify their actions. Liberating a village then having to add up the collateral damage, flushing out insurgents, while losing friends in the skirmish. They were a family, tied together by the blood they all had on their hands. Sometimes their fellow soldiers were the only people they could look in the eye. They not only understood the guilt, the pride, and the duty...they lived it. They agonized together over the distance between them and their families. They celebrated the tiniest acts of kindness shown them. They ate, slept and grieved together...their bond was unbreakable. That is until that night....The Horror...2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a typical evening on the front. The night air was chilly, but quiet. It was relatively still except for the occasional scorpion scurrying across. Some members of the unit kept a weary watch, while others amused themselves with stories a
Governo vai distribuir boneca inflavelDepois que os médicos indicaram sexo para prevenir a hipertensão o Governo decidiu que falta de sexo é sim, problema de saúde publica.Governo vai distribuir boneca inflavel3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sabendo-se que acidentes cardiovasculares decorrentes de hipertensão são responsáveis por 300 mil mortes/ano no Brasil o sexo seria uma opção barata para reduzir este numero.
Parecia uma solução simples se não fosse a constatação que grande parte da população não tem acesso fácil à sexo.
Apesar deste empecilho o resultado não tardou, entre tantas bolsas família, bo
The Fires of HatredThe books burned beautifully, their pages full of philosophical differences quietly turning to ash as the gas dismantled them. The bright glow of the fire shone all the way across the square, and everybody watched. They watched from their homes, offices, even from the streets as the men in grey uniformtossed more of the knowledgable subjects into the blaze. Some watched with horror, some with glee, some with abject indefference. They knew this was coming, it had been happening for weeks now. And the fact that it happened sooner rather than later was comforting to some.The Fires of Hatred5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
But to others, it was a sign that the reich had gained full control. Not