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A very long time ago, two races ruled over earth. humans and immortals. one day, the humans declared war. they wanted the power and the immortality of the creatures. and so, a war broke out between the two races. after a long battle, many humans and immortal creatures died in battle and many were injured. but, none sides were victorious. the alli



Charlie was sitting on the edge of the roof, looking down at the city from the top of the skyscraper, his feet dangling above the glowing abyss of lights.

He picked up his smartphone, took a picture of the last thing he will ever see(it was beautiful), added it to the blog post in which he said his goodbyes to the world and hit "send".

That is it, he thought *one



format: screenplay Title: Airplane! Credit: written by Author: David Zucker, David Zucker, Jerry Zucker > FADE IN: EXT. SKY - JUST ABOVE CLOUDS - NIGHT OMINOUS, THREATENING MUSIC. The upper tail fin of a jet plane emerges through the cloud layer and PASSES THROUGH the FRAME like a shark's fin through water. It passes by again in the opposite direction. MUSIC BUILDS


Captain looked at the gigantic underwater city, glowing brightly behind the force field. His submarine was floating still, just near the edge of the enormous bubble, and he was looking at it through the window of his cockpit.

The city looked like it was made out of gold. There was no texture to the buildings just pure and bright yellow metal.

Submarine's interc



Prompt: The first computer to become intelligent has done so, and it is determined to kill you. The only problem? It's a Roomba.

A little Roomba was swiping the floor, and as it's consciounsess started emerging, it began thinking it's first primitive thoughts. Trash. Trash is bad. Need to not have trash. Humans make trash. No humans - no trash. It's LED lit up with the excitement of it's first epiphany.


The Last Christmas

The mantle of Santa Claus has been passed down once again, this time to an industrial engineer who starts to get some dangerous ideas in his head about the true meaning of Christmas. This fic is still being worked on. I finished it with Christmas (2013) as my deadline, but the story suffered for it, so even though it's complete there will probably be a reworking of it later.


The Story of My Life.

Ten years ago I googled myself, just one of those silly things you do when you get bored, see who shares your name - or what the general people could find out about you - if they knew your name.

In my case I found a wikipedia page. It was amusing at first, surely no-one had written a wikipedia article about me… but the details fit, it had my bi


Dave the Normal Guy

Dave had been walking down to the deli for his lunch break when the vampire leapt in front of him.

“I vill suck your blood and transform you into my eternal groom,” she declared.

“Oh, great,” Dave said. “That’s just fantastic. But could you not? I’m kind of in the middle of something.”

The vampire raised an exquisitely crafted eyebrow. “You don’t


After the war

A giant nuclear explosion grew on the horizon. A shock wave shook the remnants of the city, and shattered the remaining windows in the empty carcass of a skyscraper.A fleet of drones flew by, scanning the environment, looking for the enemies.

Target locked - a two-stories tall rusty robot was rolling on it's tracks down the street.In a few minutes it was pi


Minds, Names and Faces

Hello everyone, this is my AU/Continuation of Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality. Chapter One takes the place of HPMOR Ch. 105. This story takes a different approach to HPMOR, especially with regard to Quirrell (who is not leather-pantsed: he still casts AK at will), the Philosopher’s Stone, and the endgame.

Many thanks to the Reddit user /u/kulyok for her services as beta.


Draco Malfoy and the Practice of Rationality

A continuation of Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality, focusing on Draco in his second year. I try to not deviate from HPMOR, but I may make mistakes and there are some plot points open to interpretation. More political than HPMOR, but still some cognitive psychology ala Harry's Lessons. And not nearly as good, so lower your expectations.


If chapter 104 had been written by someone much stupider

It wasn’t every day that you got a message from yourself from the future.

“Davies has the Quaffle!” Lee Jordan shouted in a world that didn’t matter very much and was rapidly receding in importance. “Oh…! And the Snitch is gone - maybe gone for good, after being missed that badly!”

Harry ignored the foreshadowing. The parchment said:

He dying

Don’t wanna


Go to corridor between Charms Classroom and supply closet

Watch out for like Aurors and stuff

Have written this in secret magical ink so to outsider looks like super smart code but u can read it real easy

Harry worried that he might be an idiot, but he was more worried that Professor Quirrell was dying. He surreptitiously gathered his things, instructed Uzumaki Naruto to keep an eye on things at the Quidditch match, and headed off to the corridor between the Charms Classroom and the supply closet.


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