So, I grew up with this kid I’m just gonna call him Tom in elementary school and junior high and he was always a trouble maker, but used it to fit in and was actually somewhat popular in the school. This came to an end though when he got kicked out of my school in 8th and went to a private school. A little over two years later Tom was then kicked out of that private school and moved to another one. Then about halfway through the year he got kicked out of the second private school for stealing over a thousand dollars from a kid. At this point I’m like this guys such an idiot why is he just throwing his life away like this. Then I find out that he’s coming back to my school for the rest of the year and I’m actually a little excited because Tom, even though he’s been in a bunch of trouble actually isn’t that bad to talk to and if you didn’t know his past you would think he’s just a normal funny kid. Within two months of him being here he first gets one DUI which luckily gets dropped but then he doubles down and gets another one that doesn’t get dropped and at this point I’m like he’s completely fucked. Now you would think it can’t possibly get worse than this, no it’s about to get a lot worse. So me, and literally the entire school come to find out through rumors that Tom has been fucking this autistic girl who not to be rude or anything is not the best looking let’s just say, but we also hear that he paid her $45 and a cart to give her anal back shots on three separate occasions and this dude films it as well. He sends it to the autistic girl and soon the entire school has seen the video and everyone is talking about this dude. When I first hear of it I assume it’s a lie or a joke like no way he would do that he’s gotten actually hot girls before why would he pay $45 and a cart for a girl that wants to get with everyone and is on the spectrum that is just messed up. But it turns out to be true and he gets expelled the day after I hear of it and his parents escort him out. What are his parents thinking of all this I think to myself, this is like as bad as having Jeffrey Dahmer as a son and I’ve known him my whole life. I still can’t rap my head around this to this day.

Hey first of I’m jkaiii1 you may know me on TikTok, today or this month I have never felt this uncomfortable in my life or yes 3 times but this time it’s really bad, my ex bff and I had a fight over something little but it became big after we started to get psychical, after that her parents threatened me and after sending people to my siblings to beat them up and the people me and her were friends with stopped talking to me and started making attitudes at me, even guys. She filed a lawsuit against me even if I’m 16 and I filed one too after I went to the police station, we both got suspended for 2 days in school but she came to School Pause telling people I was the only one that got suspended, people came to me asking me if I had said anything about them even tho some of them I didn’t know, I know myself and am not the type that have so much time to talk about people to her, but she would backbite many, I just kept quiet till this day even at my worst state I haven’t said anything about her, I have been telling my teacher but my teacher just didn’t give af telling me that’s it’s her life even tho she’s been doing all that I’m silenced, I haven’t smiled for almost a month and half and right now I’m really trying not to do anything even tho I would love to get away from this world, I need help and no one and nothing helps me, I just might do anything to myself at this point and it’s just hard idk what to do. Again no one goes a shi even the school.

I am God. I have the eyes of an eagle and the nose of a bloodhound. My wounds heal fast and I can regrow organs in a matter of days. My immune system is perfect, I have never been ill, nor do I have any allergies. I posses both sexual organs. My brain power would make Einstein, Stephen Hawking, Da Vinci, or any of the greatest thinkers in history look like a fool. I am graceful and serene, just and fair, benevolent, excellent, I am in perpetual equipoise. I was born in the year 0, the start of a new age, the beginning. I control everything on earth and beyond, anything I can reach. I am all powerful over living beings. I am immortal. When I want it to rain somewhere it rains. If I want to destroy a place it happens. When I enter somewhere, anywhere, everyone kneels for me, if I desire for it to be so. Nobody within my reach dishonors me, except when I specifically make it so. I thank my father for this. It used to be that this power was shared between many families, or rather individuals, 219 at it's height, to be exact. They were the chosen ones. They all had power over their assigned region of earth, but everyone knew this was merely a temporary treaty, and that eventually one would rein supreme. The agreement to share powers was forged after a period of war and conflict, which left many powerful individuals getting terminated, and so a truce was struck. Every chosen individual was given immortality, however every 100th year they could choose to have one offspring, at the cost of their own life once it would reach maturity. This rule was a logical consequence, considering that reproducing freely would lead to a growing number of chosen ones, thereby limiting everyone else's power. Even in that time of peace, every family was looking to gain the upper hand. The reproduction process had to be constantly monitored to ensure that all off spring would be created equally, and most importantly, they'd all be properly chipped. Every living being has this chip. It is a chip that allows one to connect to the internet, but more importantly in this case, it contains a small explosive to destroy any individual that becomes problematic. The first 54 chosen ones to be eliminated were selected by choice. After some period of time it became apparent that their political power was lower than the remaining 165, so by vote it was decided to activate their termination. The rest were part of stronger coalitions and thus could not be voted out. Everyone knew that everyone else was scheming to become the sole ruler, but there were rules. One coalition had tried to create an army deep underground, out of reach from our signals. Another one had tried to hack the systems which control everything, unsuccessfully of course. They are just 2 examples of coalitions that were eliminated. But my father was victorious. Although initially less powerful than the other chosen ones, his position was related to space and travel. Because of a delay between signals when far out in space, he was able to spoof the reproduction process, and he made me more powerful than the other chosen ones, without the emergency termination part of the chip inserted, and far more biologically capable than my peers. As such I was born with the ability to break the treaty with no consequence. Then all it took was a series of precision nuclear strikes to eliminate the competition, and I became sole ruler, the one to control everything. My father made me the perfect being, my stature is 2.20 meters, I have 2 hearts, a modified brain, and my DNA is perfectly self replicating, meaning I don't age past the biological age of 25. I contain nano-bots to enhance my immune system, but this has been quite ordinary for centuries. Every couple of decades I receive special treatment to repair my DNA and organs to the point I am 25 again. I am extremely attractive by conventional standards, my father made me with the characteristic of a Greek god, the beauty standard for millennia, and supposedly related to me in ancestry. Like any human off spring, I was born in a laboratory. By using my fathers XY chromosomes as the base plan, with further modifications made by him to make me perfect. I have a reasonable amount of fear but lean more towards aggression. My pleasure center is enlarged, meaning I crave entertainment in all forms, constantly, this allows me to grow. I am still capable of sadness an fear, emotions that serve their purpose, but less so than my father. My hippocampus is enlarged, and thus my memory is enhanced. Homo sapiens is no more. We have evolved beyond that fact, forcefully. Everyone in the population can be divided into one of 3 groups.

At the checkout of the grocery store, buying a large bag of fresh parsley and roll of twine. I grab my receipt and say “thanks, I’m going to make a horse” The next day I return purchasing a larger bag of parsley and more twin. “He’s a hungry boy!” I loudly exclaim to the same cashier I return shortly before close, pale, ghastly, and visibly weak. I have cleaned out the parsley and have moved onto the cilantro “THAT MANES GONNA BE A SHOWSTOPPER!” I shout

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He sunk his teeth into the package of hot dogs and yanked like a rottweiler that had been trained to tear open the zipper area of a dude's pants without harming the penis conveniently hidden beneath. Alarming to his backyard barbecue guests for certain, but still the most efficient method of freeing the aforementioned hot dogs from their prisonous packaging.

He was the best of the best and he had a bunch of medals proving it. But he didn't like the medals so much because one time a friend of his died.

Still, he had a barbecue to manage. Some of his work friends were talking to his real friends and that simply would not do. Not do at all.

With a quickness usually ascribed to jungle cats or the exact opposite of a tree, he leapt from his grilling station onto the patio and planted himself betwixt his friends, both work and real. "So whatcha guys talkin' about? Is it me? It's me, isn't it? I fucking knew this would happen. I go out of my murderous way to put together this barbecue for you fuckers and this is how you repay me. Talking amongst each other, spreading rumors about me! About how I killed that guy that I thought was an Arab but it was really just some 14-year old kid who'd spent the summer detasseling corn or some shit so he was really tan, and YEAH okay so I killed him but so what? It's not like I pirated the new Matrix movie or something."

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Everyone vetoed the jerkoff part of it but Greg brought it back via appeal and so they all had to jerk off together. To the new Matrix movie. But that's what barbecues are all about.

No one knew where the zone came from. It just appeared one day, like a child you mistakenly assumed you'd successfully abandoned. The scientists of the time described it as "prune-like" or "wrinkly" but those descriptors barely scratched the surface of its true, terrifying nature: it was crumpled.

Everyone who gazed into it turned mad. "My god," they'd say, "it's so... so... so very, very crumpled." And then they, too, would crumple, for humanity was ill-prepared for such a zone. They had squandered their zoneless lives, never knowing, and thus never fearing, what it is to be crumpled.

One scientist knew the truth. I don't remember his name. Anyways, he sold me weed one time during a Cheap Trick show at the county fair. Good times.

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“Ohh elves? Those light footed, beautiful slim, creatures from lore. They’re nothing like the stories.”

The man sitting next to me gestured wildly, then took a long slow sip of his liquor. His ragged leather

coat and short spiked hair stood at odds to his apparent age. I watched him as he talked to the

bartender. Clicking one of his many finger rings on the table top every few seconds, a nervous tick that

began to wear on me.

“I’m never going back, that’s for damn sure!” Tick, tick tick, tick. “Those rich assholes controlling

Elhaven. Fuck”. Tick, tick tick, tick.

I pushed the dark hair out of my eyes with a quick swipe of my hand and turned to him, “hey man, do

you mind? That’s getting kinda annoying.” I gestured to his hand as he clicked it on the countertop

again. Tick, tick tick, tick.”

“Make it a habit of cutting in on other people’s conversations? you skinny ass kid.

“Well were not exactly in a hotel room are we?” I glared at him then turned back to my beer. I listened

as he continued to talk to the barkeep.

“I’m somewhat of a renegade, a bad boy, as the ladies would say.”

The bartender snorted and continued cleaning the glass he’d picked up a second before.

I glanced at the strange man again, taking special note of his teeth when he grinned. I shivered, he’d

filed them down to sharp catlike points.

“Would you believe there are entrances in a lot of major East and west coast cities?

Yeah the Elvar own a cave that they turned into a sort of port of entry for the different races.” Tap, Tap

Tap, tap.”

“Right.” Replied the bartender.

“You don’t know the half of it Benny!”

Tap, tap tap, tap.

“Chuck, for the tenth time, my name is chuck or bartender.”

“Alright Barkeep,” the man held his hands up in surrender. You don’t know the half of it! Three quarters

of the homeless population are literally just glamoured races, trying to make a new living outside of

Elhaven.” Tap, Tap tap, tap.”

I glanced at the man a few seats down, his shoe had taken the place of the ring.

I sighed.

The man pushed his empty cup toward the barkeep and motioned for another one.

“You got money to pay...? Your thirteen drinks down and I still haven’t seen anything.” The man fished

into the leather satchel he wore at his waste and produced a few golden coins.

“Is this enough?” Tick, tap tap, tick.

“American money only, sorry.”

The man sighed and put the coins back, then pulled out a few hundred dollar bills and slapped them onto the countertop.

He gestured to me. “Fine, put this guys drinks on my tab. He’s looking more wound up then a rattle

snake!”

I wasn’t sure what to say, so I said thanks.

“What’s your name? I should probably know who I’m accepting drinks from.”

“Lazuli, its Asian.” Tick, tick tap, tap.

“No it’s not,” that’s Latin for blue.”

He turned to me. “Well aren’t we a smart ass.” Tick

I could feel the alcohol beginning to kick in after just one and a half beers. Looking at the man for a

second, I could see he didn’t mean to be insulting, he was just overly expressive. His words had a sort

of aggression behind them, but when I looked into his electric blue eyes, I didn’t see any sort of malice

or anger behind them.

The bartender poured me another hazy ipa and the man sitting next to me some sort of liquor fusion.

Lazuli pulled a small vial from his satchel and squeezed a drop of something into his glass when the

bartenders back was turned. The liquid glowed for a second then fizzled out. He downed the glass in a

single swig, “whoo! That’s some good stuff.”

He got up and moved a seat closer to me.

Were his eyes glowing? No, just my imagination. Tick, tick tap tick, tick.

“So, what’s your name?” He asked.

“Hampton,” I replied.

“Wanna see the port of elhaven?”

“I- wait, what, now?”

“You heard me, I’ll show you elhaven. It’ll be fun.”

“No, I’m good, I just want to chat with people and drink some beer.”

Fuck this guy, I wasn’t about to leave this bar with a total stranger. Maybe a cute girl, but not some

weirdo old guy.

“Suit yourself!” Tickity, tick tick tick.

He moved back to his seat.

I continued drinking for another hour, slowly nursing my beer, listening to the odd man tell stories of

this elhaven.

He was probably just some fantasy nut.

I finished my beer and bid the bartender and lazuli a good night.

At my car, I fumbled with my keys and unlocked my door. Tick, tick, tick tick.

I whirled around, coming face to face with lazuli. “Are you good to drive?

“Fuck man! Don’t sneak up on me like that! And don’t touch my car, it’s a rental.” I hadn’t heard him

make a single noise, I was alone, then suddenly I wasn’t.”

“I’m not some asshole that gets sloshed and drives, I had three beers and food, I’m good.”

Lazuli put his old hands up in front of him, finger rings glinting in the parking lots street lamps.

“Alright, alright, just checking to make sure, have a nice evening.”

I watching him walk back inside, my heartbeat settled back into a normal rhythm as I took a deep

breath and slid down into the seat of my rental.

I buckled in and drove off.

I set maps to route me to my hotel, I wasn’t a party animal, like most of my peers that worked in

finance.

I checked the time and saw that it was 8:30pm. Perfect, I hated going to bed too late. It always felt

terrible trying to get up early after a late night.

Arriving at the hotel, I walked up to the front desk ready to check in. I pulled out my drivers license

and set it on the counter.

“Hi I’m-“

The man ignored me and I glanced around but didn’t see any other customers. He wasn’t on the

phone, instead he held a thick novel.

“Excuse me, I’d like to check in.”

“I’m almost at a good stopping point.”

I waited for a few minutes.

“Excuse me.”

The man held up a finger, not looking up from his novel.

I felt anger course through me quick and fierce.

I slammed my palm down on the counter startling the attendant.

“I said, I’m ready to check in.”

I was surprised by my outburst, the alcoholic beverages must’ve affected me more then I’d realized, or maybe something else had put me on edge.

The man behind the counter glared at me.

“Fine, name please.”

“Jeremiah Hampton, he slid a piece of paper over to me, which I signed.

“Here’s your key, room 308.”

I took the elevator up to the third floor, proceeding to room 308. The green L.E.D winked at me as I

presented my keycard and I pushed inside. The air smelled clean, yet also different, like a strangers

house. I rummaged through my small travel suitcase, and changed from my two piece suit into some

exercise shorts and a loose fitting t-shirt. I put my phone and wallet on the nightstand next to my bed.

Feeling slightly restless dropped down and did a couple of pushups, then sit-ups. “Well I guess it’s time

for bed. I flicked off the lamp next to the bed and listened to the silence. It was loud at first, buzzing in

my ears. Tick, tick tick, tick.

I sat up straight in bed. Flicking on the light, nothing. “What was that?” The sound had come from out

in the hall. I could’ve sworn it sounded like a familiar tapping. I waited a good ten minutes then flicked

the light off. “I’m going crazy,” I said to myself.

Click, click click, click.

“Fuck,” I stumbled up and flicked the lamp on again. this time it sounded like it was coming from my

door. I crept to the door, and peered out of the peep hole. Nothing.

“What the hell?” Goosebumps grew on my arms, and the hairs stood on end. I paced for a few

minutes. Then glanced at the clock. 9:30pm. I grabbed some earbuds from my suitcase and popped

them in, playing some gentle classical music to calm my nerves. I must have drifted to sleep because I

suddenly woke with a start. I wasn’t sure what had done it, but my heart was racing. The earbuds had

fallen out of my ears. I checked the time 12:30am. CLICK, CLICKITY CLICK, CLICK.

The sound was on the headboard right next to my head. I screamed and fell off the bed. Fumbling with my phones flashlight.

I pointed it at the bed.

Lazulis face shone at me from the dark. His leer wide, teeth grotesque long and pointed.

“Hello there kid.”

I screamed again.

He lunged at me, but I kicked up, catching his face with the bottom of my foot.

He grunted, I must’ve temporarily blinded him with my light, because he didn’t see the kick coming.

“I just want a taste of your flesh! Common, common, common, common.

He leered at me crazily, his teeth clacking as blood and saliva dribbled down his chin.

He grabbed my ankle.

His fingers where no longer slightly old, But now ancient looking. The rings on his fingers where loose

and clinked together. In a dim part of my mind, I was amazed that they didn’t just fall off.

He pulled me to him in an effort of strength, and sank his teeth into my calf.

Hot, burning, heat. Then pain. I screamed again. Desperately kicking and jerking. I fumbled with my

phone trying to call 911. But lazuli swiped a desiccated hand around and struck the phone from my

grip.

I knew I was going to die. Eaten by an otherworldly monster.

Suddenly the door exploded inward.

Three, six foot tall humanoid shapes stepped through the door. They where wearing an assortment of

black tactical assault gear, and face masks. They cautiously shone gun mounted flashlights into the

room. As soon as the light touched lazuli they stopped and took a defensive stance just inside the

door.

As soon as the light touched lazuli, he let go of my leg and dived behind the bed. I rolled away from

the bed and began crawling toward the swat team, for that’s what I thought it was.

They opened fire on the bed. The guns made soft phut, phut, phut sounds and I heard yelps of fright,

then lazulis voice.

“I have a hunting permit! I’m permitted!”

“Lazuli Elegen, This is subjugation elvar bravo, surrender immediately or feel the full might of justice.”

One of the team grabbed me by my good arm and dragged me out of the room. The other two people

advanced into the room spraying suppressed bullets at the place lazuli was hiding. I tried looking into

the room but the person in front of me slapped me lightly. “Eyes forward, how long since you where

bitten.”

“I- uhh.”

“How long since you where bitten!” The Woman said again impatiently. Her commanding voice left me

no choice but to answer.

I gasped in pain as she picked apart the ruined tatters of my pants leg. “A few seconds before you

came in? Does he have rabies or something?

“No, but our bodies carry different bacteria and virus, who knows what they will do to your system.”

“Wait, what?”

“This is gonna hurt.”

She pulled a thick tube from her vest, and thumbed a button on the back, I saw a set of very long

needles shoot out, then back in.”

“Wait, no, I don’t need that.”

I tried to crawl away, but she just leaned forward, put the tube to my ass cheek and hit the button.

I’m pretty sure the needles hit my pelvic bone, that’s how deep it felt like they went. I yelled again, but

a second later the sting was gone.

From inside the room, gunfire had ceased. In its place the sound of scuffling and blows repeatedly

striking someone.

“What’s happening?” I asked the woman standing guard at the door.

“your unlucky day, that’s what’s happening.”

A thump and then silence.

I glanced at the woman, then heard one of the kill team inside speaking.

“Elvar command, we have contained the target, I repeat, target neutralized.”

The woman next to me called into the room.

“What do we do with the human here?”

“He was bit right?”

“Yes sir.”

“Bring him with.”

I looked up just in time to see the butt of a rifle, explode stars into my vision.

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One of the worst hotels I have ever been to. Booked a 2 night stay. Checked in at 7pm. Went up stairs to room 312. Walked in and the room was filthy. Sticky stains on the floor. The bathroom was had not been clean. Women's hair on the bathroom walls as well as dirty hand prints. The shower had black grit on the shower floor and the dirt all over the inside walls. The light fixture over the sink was blinking and one turned off completely. The AC unit was leaking water onto the carpet, and the unit itself had wires hanging from the bottom of it touching the wet floor. I went down to the front desk told them what was going on. The woman stated that she could not move me to another room because they were full. She offered to had it cleaned and everything fix for me, so I left to get some dinner after driving 8 hours. Meanwhile I walked outside and realized that the parking lot was empty. I come back from dinner. Walk in the hotel, she stated that everything was cleaned and ready to go. I go back to room 312, open the door everything is exactly the same. NOTHING was done! Totally just lied to. Walk my tired ass back down stairs comfrontvthe front desk lady. I told her the room was exactly the same, dirt everywhere, I asked her why she told me that the room was cleaned when it obviously was not. She told me that the cleaning crew had left for the night and there was nothing that she could do. It was now 11pm. I asked if she could get me another room at another hotel. She stated that she could not because I booked it from a 3rd party website. Aka Priceline. I was told that my stay that night would be completely compensated, and that I could speak with the manager in the morning. Meanwhile its 12 midnight and I was put in a unsafe, unclean room with no other real options but to just sleep there one night. The next morning I spoke with the manager, she stated that really the only thing that she could do was the one night would be reimbursed and that she we call Priceline to rely that the one night would be reimbursed to their card, so they can reimburse my card. Also while I was out for the day she would have her crews maintenance and house cleaning fix my room before I came back. I Stated that this whole ordeal was really unprofessional, she asked if I was a rewards card holder. I Stated "NO". She says then there is really nothing I can do for you. I said what if I was? She stated that she would be able to accommodate me in another room and give me my money back, but because I was NOT a card member and I used a 3rd party, there was nothing I could do. I left for the night and came back around 7:30pm, went up to room 312. Again NOTHING was cleaned, NOTHING was fixed. There was a new addition though.. They put a very loud air blower on the floor where the AC was leaking to dry the floor. The wire is still hanging down, and still touching the wet floor. The bathroom is still so disgusting that I can not even shower. I called Priceline to complain, Priceline called the hotel and the manager told Priceline that they would only reimburse $30.00. My Totally for 2 nights was $212.00 for this trash and headache. So now I am pissed. Can't shower, water and sticky stains on the floor, dirty hand prints all over the walls, and if I wanted to use the bathroom I am staring and a ball of Women's hair on the wall, The light fixture over the sink doesn't work, and now I have a loud ass blower in my room so sleeping was not going to happen. I go back down and explain to the new girl at the front desk about how am supposed to sleep with the noise. She stated that she will call someone to remove the blower. The way these people handled it is like they dont give a shit what so ever. I want my money back. Havent slept or showered in 2 days. DO NOT STAY AT THIS HOTEL