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1/3 "Today i shot my fridge." The man looked in to my eyes, slightly confused about the man smiling at him with the pointed gun in front of him. "What?!" Confusion. I raised my hands like he demanded before my answer. Still smiling friendly at him. "You know my fridge was one of this 60's models, more a hotrod then a fridge, red color, chrome elements." "Are you insane? This is a 10mm aimed at you! And I am in control of it!"
"Funny I also was i control as i shot at it.->
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2/3 Now I'm here, because I also shot the cold turkey, and I'm hungry."
"What the hell are you talking about, shut your ugly face hole or I give you a new one, crab brain. And for fux sake stop smiling."
He started to get nervous, it's the smell of fear, if they loose control.
"Are you hungry too or why are you unsuccessfully robbing me?" I still smiled, going one step closer pressing my chest against his pistol. "Do it I'm hungry & getting bored." He licked his lips ->
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3/3 nervously. His eyes narrowed, I smilled, he got angry, his lips twisted into a flipped mirror of my smile. He pulled the trigger, nothing. I smiled even more. "BOO!" He blinked, I punched him with an swing from above onto his chin. A silent screech gave me the information that his jaw relocated. He tumbled while his eyes turned white, and hit the ground. I took the gun from his hands. Locked. I smiled.
Control is an illusion, I told my fridge the same as I shot him.
#SomethingElse #Writing

Something else 2:
Thunder roamed the darkened sky, rain drops started playing a natural symphony on the dusty glass of the apartment's windows.
The city adopted in seconds to the darkness as the lights turned on. Neon colors glowed dimly through the rain, reflected in puddles on the wet asphalt. The city looked so much bigger so much more distanced, and even, despite all the people on the street, more deserted. An empty oasis of humanity in the dark wastes.

#writing #somethingelse #ambient

1/4 #writing #somethingelse
I looked up not sure what to expect, surely not a gorgeus queen in high heels, but as she stepped on the stairs my eyes where drawn to her feet.
Listen I do not have any fetishes but how can I describe that woman, with the most, clearly worn but still highly maintained combat boots. The steel cap was shining through a scratch in the highly polished & fresh blackened leather, the soles had clear signs of walking for long distances, her laces where ripped & partly->

2/4
just knotted together again, the eyelets where shining silver showing scratch marks from aggressive rust removal. All the way up to her knees. Her legs where covered by a black leggings, holes where patched up, looking like scar tissue, hold together by wirings, paper clips, ore sewn together but everything had the same silver, black tones. Nothing stood out as it should have in such cases. A Hotpants weapon holster scratches, stiched bit still tone in tone. Her
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3/4 ... Jacket was leather, jeans and one black wing like cotton arm. Stitched together like the leggings was or that Frankenstein dude. Her gloves where black, partly fingerless leather/cotton gloves, some of her broken, scruff nails where visible but painted black decently. And her skin was almost white but some scars ran across. Her face was brightly shining in black and white bit the makeup seemed to be on point
I can't explain but this goth girl had a prestine aura

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4/4 aura arround her. I've never seen a person, in this freaking wasteland that looked like an incompatible mix of a trash cat and an goth angel even her eyes & hair seemed to be just pure black, white and silver. She felt displaced but at the same point absolutely belonging into this rusting, dusty joke of a settlement.

#writing #somethingelse #SomethingIsOff #Strangers #CharacterCreation

1/5 Love letter to you.
What I love about you?
Oh it's simple, have you seen your smile if your happy, sometimes it's barely notable but the wrinkles arround your eyes give it away, I love the things you are passionate about, even if i am a blunt knife in a dark drawer, if I listen to your love for it, I feel like I know what you are talking about. Your smell, yes I know that's sounds weird but the moment I got your scent my inner spring dances in the sun, your skin if i
#SomethingElse #Writing

2/5 Love letter to you.
am able to touch you, it tickles, I got this feeling of joy running up my skin to my neck and from their floating over my whole body, anticipating a spark of electricity jumping between our hearts, you shake me up, you are the first person I think about and the last, I love to listen to your voice, it has this melodic ring as if a bell assembly plays my favorite song.
I love if you share your inner thoughts with me and that you never hold back if
#SomethingElse #Writing

3/5 Love Letter to you.
any words that matter, you are the reason I stumble through the rain laughing, singing like an old classic musician, if we are together I breath the same air as you and my heart beats like yours. I love how your nose crinkles if you sneeze and the sound you make while sneezing. It sounds like a rainstorm to my a tropical thunder I adore. You complete me and I am humbled by your love. I want to be your lair where you can rest, your umbrella in the
#SomethingElse #Writing

4/4 Loveletter to you.
Rain, as you are the air under my wings I want to be the lift under yours. Dancing in the wild mess of a spring that never ends, each morning in bright sunlight, with the passion we feel. I want to be that passionate for you, I want to be better for you I want to be the best I can so I am worthy of you. Let me be your knight that guards your sleep, make your dreams come true, if you stumble I aid you. You are my sun and my moon, you make my

#SomethingElse #Writing

5/5 Loveletter to you.
stars shine bright, let me learn your passion, show me your world, guide me with you gentle touch, let us ride the carpet through 1000 and 1 nights, inspire me, surprise me, bore me, be my fantasy, my reality, my live, let us dance like never before, let us lough like children, take me on your adventures, guide my steps, rest your burden among me, your are already my air, my water and Quing of my soul.
#SomethingElse #Writing

So a slight detour thanks to my inability to maintain a thread... I posted it under a wrong line
https://nerdculture.de/@AnnaSaultron/111044596448791939
If you follow this link you will get some more after which I will link back to the toot below.

Anna Saultron (@[email protected])

Content warning: Fictional Body Horror

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If you took the small detour thank you for keeping up with my mind and it's weird way of presenting a "clear list."🙈

Now in the tone of silly old white man that where awesome in the past but can't understand that there art has become hurtful nowadays: "Go one with it."

I make a special canon entry to my SciFi aetting.
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John Mastodon and the Mastonauts on the United Earth Colony Ship
The UECS Mastodon Registry FED-IV-3753.
In 2099 the first ever interstellar Space ship build by humanity started it's journey. It was a generation ship traveling by Sub Light Speed later known as SLS or Sols for Solsystem Travelspeed.
Build entirely by volunteer helper's John Mastodon and the Volunteers who wanted to...

#writing #somethingelse #WorldBuildingIdeas
#JohnMastodon

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see the world beyond our Solsystem before they die and settling new worlds to take their core values of love, compassion and a new utopian level of cooperation to the stars to create a new home for humanity.
They had the best tech available to a collective of all kind of enthusiastic humans. Sadly no one knows what really happened after they past Pluto. Many spooky stories and myths are told to this day 200+ years later.

#writing #somethingelse #WorldBuildingIdeas #johnmastodon

#phantastikprompts 31.12.2984
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#writing #somethingelse #nanofiction #TimeTravelling

Thanks to @stveje and your answer to #pennedpossibilities 198.
1/5
It was hot and steam floated in thick waves over the ground, ice crystals formed only to melt the moment they materialized. Blinking in pale and intense colors like diamonds before falling to the ground.
Roger looked his enemy in his black eyes, it would take several more minutes til the spell would manifest the portal completely. He blocked the only way out of this alley. The look of a soul not under-
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2/5 standing the danger it was in.
The foggy steam rolled over the ground reflecting a pale glimmer of magic. Roger saw his opponents ears twitching, it's Nose made nervous movements, but this black starry eyes gave nothing away. Typical. Teeth blinked for a moment as instincts older as the civilization kicked in. The other jumped easily covering the meters between him and Rogers location. Roger jumped himself double his height and grabbed on to a pipe sticking out of
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3/5 the wall above Roger. A loud metallic dissonance answered the silent moves, as his enemy slipped on the wet ground and crashed into some trashcans. Roger opened his paws and dropped to the ground, the thick fog slowly waved away as the portal finally opened. A gigantic white hand grabbed through the black rimed hole between dimensions. Grabbed the other by it's ears and pulled it out of this world. Roger knew, that tomorrow another family would wake up missing a
#writing #somethingelse

4/5 son, brother, uncle, father...
It wasn't nice but Roger had to do it. Otherwise it's master would grab him...
His view fell on a dirty newspaper on the ground as the portal closed behind him.
46 Persons where missing, the press speculated about a serial killer.
If they only knew, if they would know that he had to make choices.
He never asked, he knew there where no answers waiting on the other side. He gulped on his thoughts. No rest, the show must go on, after

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5/5 all, it was his curse, it was in his blood, his white fur... this was what it meant to be a "Magical Hat" Rabbit.

A spontaneous piece for fun.
#writing #somethingelse thanks again to @stveje and your answer to #pennedpossibilities 198.

- A short rant about Time(travel)

"What is a time traveler without time? This is a bad joke isn't it? I am running out of time, as a time traveler. This is just so stupid. One would think, that the one thing a time traveler has, is time! I mean have you ever seen Dr. Who running out of time? No! They are always just in time & even if their times end they just get some more, damn Timelords what am I a Timesslave. Time to leave. I'm out."

#writing #writingcommunity #somethingelse #timetravel

Sometimes you look at a screen or a blank piece of paper. You want to creat something but your mind is completely unfocused, off the rails or silent for the moment you want to do something. And that is okay.

Our mind is a beautiful thing, sometimes it just needs a break or a pause. If you feel bad about it, remember it's okay to not be creative all the time. We can't run forever & so can't our brains. Just relax, enjoy the silence, there are other days.
#writing #writingcommunity #thoughts

The untold Story of an invisible person

~Fin

#writing #writingcommunity #somethingelse #nanofiction #writingJokes #isThisArt #OrCanItGoToTheBin

1/2 Introducing Kathra
PC from a homebrew PNP Campaign by a friend set in the WORM universe (link below)
Inspired by a real life friend of mine, Batman, Ironman, Black cat and Catwoman named after the Vulcan soul Katra and obviously cats (note this was before Cathra was introduced in Netflix's SheRa adaptation)

A superrich 35 year old *trans woman who made her money by improving material flows, improving beroucracy in her home country, removing red tapes where possible.
Her company provided also security systems for the government and she bought her complete birthplace to improve its livability. She has a Iron Man like Powerarmor that looks like Batmans Outfit tailored for a cat theme meets the Hardsuits of Bubblegum Crisis. The tech in Worm is more realistic than fictional inspired so the suits doesn't scale to Iron Man more like Batmans.

Her true citizen identity isn't known openly, she patrols her

#TTRPG #Worm #Superhero #vigilante #PlayerCharacter #Cyberpunk #BubblegumCrisis

Birthplaces streets to fight of Street level thugs and occasionally super villains. Her suit contains body strength engaging tech, a high speed computer system, sound sensors and cameras that allow her a 360 degree view is needed. The sound sensors are movable ears on a sort of motorcycle helmet which has a completely mirrored face plate. The suit sports a tail that originates from a a small backpack between her shoulders, she can move it by using body muscle control sensors. The suit hast an taser system that also provides electricity to the outside on command. Retractable claws and cameras on the finger tips and boots. Kathra is a skilled melee combatant that doesn't kill people however knocking someone unconscious is her preferred way to handle people. The tail contains useful gadgets like "USB" hacking devices and can stabilize her movements or wrap around an item.

Worm:
https://parahumans.wordpress.com/

#TTRPG #Worm #Superhero #vigilante #PlayerCharacter #Cyberpunk #BubblegumCrisis

Worm

A Complete Web Serial

Worm

"Of course time travel is possible, but only forward. And it's not like you imagine."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Have you ever seen a fax? Time travel is like that."

"How so?"

"Simply put, we scan you today and send the data of your scan into the future."

"But wouldn't that be a mere copy of me?"

"That's right. Also we would copy you onto a blank body in the future."

"So you're not sending me into the future."

"Just the Jist of you. Slightly deranged and tilted."

"I don't think that counts at all."

"We had this discussion already after we scanned your original."

#NanoFiction #Timetravel #OneTootFiction #SomethingElse

The story about a mysteries, white, sentient Van, that travels the world and parks in different spots every night, its in the lookout for vulnerable persons to protect them by driving over vampires and other monsters. It has many scars on its doors, scratched or written, one that says free Candy/WiFi/Pokemon, because the Person's that react to this are also vulnerable to the evil manipulation of Monsters.

In it's final fight it will transform in an VW Where-golf, low rider, bass boost that counts as a sonic weapon and it has a minion/familiar that looks like an 18-25 year old masculine presenting youngster, that distracts it's enemies with weird music and bad language, which are indeed magical formula to weaken enemies.

#SomethingElse #cliches #rethink #writing #BadJokes #WithATwist #BadJokesToStories #WritingCommunity

Nanofiction
Year 3999
Doctor to patient.
"Your lacking in all vital nutrients and your plastic levels are dangerous low. With such low levels you can't stand the daylight sun at all, remember only plastics keep your skin from burning away."

"Are their any other dangers?"

"Your bones will get stiff and heavy and your body will loose its ability to keep the necessary radioactive particles."

"But Doctor there must be a change of turning this around?"

"You can start a credit card diet, chew on a toothbrush if you have spare time. Licking Seagullotters might help but they must be fresh, that also could stabilize your radioactive particles and maybe a liter of fresh Ocean water daily."

#NancoFiction #OneTootStory #SciFi #Dystopia #writing

I guess I put that one here as well

https://nerdculture.de/@AnnaSaultron/113717325142673120

Anna Saultron (@[email protected])

Content warning: Screenreader unpleasant to hear text, emotional stuff, relating Depression & Relationship

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Tranquility.
Frozen in time.
Frozen in memory.
Warmth, floating, numb but sensitive.
8 days to go, how many years to come.
Head in sand, feet in the air.
Upside down, but grounded.
Feelings, overwhelming, foreshadowing, locked away.
Tumbling, floating, standing, standing still,
dreams of being awake.
Timeless counts the clock.
Tick, tick, fore, suddenly back, tock.
Darkness holding on.
Warm, secure.
Yelling silently inside.
Shifting, floating, melting into the shadow.
Gentle.
Bitter golden, honey in which the fly got stuck, trapped in amber. Preserved.
Timeless.

#writingcommunity #writing #thoughts #schreiben #Gedanken #SomethingElse

Note: deleted the original toot and reposted it here to be able to find it again in the future.

F.O.O.N.
Or
The day the fist out of nothing was invented.

The day the fist out of nothing was invented, the world changed.
No longer could corrupted political leaders, corrupt billionaires, Nazis, warmongers and other evil doers work their treachery, trickery, their betrayals and their schemes.
The fist out of nothing made them responsible.
The f.o.o.n. added the ability to punch someone with an invisible fist right to their face. Yes they had this ability to, but what is one punny fist against the combined power of billions of people. They punched us once but we paid them with hundreds of fists an hour. History calls this day The Great Slappening. Only few survived this act of justice and the ones that did never behaved wrong again. That day earth became a better place.

-Thanks to game two for creating die Faust aus dem Nichts as a joke in their show.

#NanoFiction #MicroFiction #SciFi #SomethingElse #Writing

Thanks to the Phantastik Prompts and the Word Weavers of today (and maybe my hypoglycemia as well).
1/5

Dark Kult

The door bell rings, a weird dressed Person with long hair & white robes stands in front of the door as I open.
They speaks in a kind seductive way as soon as I open the door and doesn't even says something like hello. Rude first impression.

Strange Person: "I want to talk to you about our Lord & Savior."

Me: "Good & bright shiny day to you too my fellow human, how can I be of extraordinary service with kindness & good habits?" It works they already looks confused.

SP trying to gain the lead: "As I said I want to speak to you about our Lord & Savior, our gre..."

I cut their words right their with a raised hand: "Dear Future possible relationship friend or foe, I feel the great woe,
you must have to endure,
sit down & I ensure.
Your todays struggle will end.
I will listen to you whowever you has sent." Not very good structure but I'm not ... ➡️

#Writing #SomethingElse

2/5 ⬅️ ... Looking for style points.
They starts again: "As I said, before your interrupted m..."

"Interrupted by whom?" I ask in a badly understandable way.

"What?"

I switch to a louder & clearer style: "Watts or Volt, what is charging this Bolt? Is it a stroke of light or the darkness you gonna fight?
The confused look gets replaced by a unsettled one.

"I want...," they pause as if they expect another disruption by me, "to talk about..." Another pause, exelent, I nod in a supportive way as if I want to say go on, "our..." I interfere: "You mean your?" "No our Lord..."
I cut in "But it isn't my yet, so far it's only yours, that you presenting poorly, are you sure it's a Lord?"

"Excuse me?!"

"Of course you are excused, but please next time bring a written & signed letter by your parents, that explains why you behave like this. It's the least you can do on such a beautiful day." The expression shifts again they is perplexed.

"What?"

"No no we already ➡️

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3/5 ⬅️ had Watts & it didn't sparked joy, you need to get more invested in this, tell me about your lady & savior." I put on my most encouraging smile that always sells.

"Our LORD and savior..." "Savior of what?" I see a pulsing vein on there forehead.

"Of you!" "But I'm not in need of salvation. And you don't even know if you are saved by a Lord or Lady."

"A LORD!"
"Like a Landlord?"
"NO not like a landlord like the one lord!" "Do you mean God?" "No not God I mean Satanas!"
"Why is he wet?"
"Wet?"
"You said Sata-nass, nass is German and means wet. Does your Lord don't speak German?"
"Why should he speak German?!" The vein really starts to pulse visible.
"Lord implies a rank, ranks comes with benefits but what's the benefits of you don't even speak a second language?"

"HE DOESN'T NEED another language his language is universal!"
"Oh that sounds like a great deal go on," I shift forwards trying to look inviting.

They straighten their body & begins again.➡️
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4/5 ⬅️ "As I said before I'm here to talk to you." A pause I do not move just smile. "About our Lord and Savior." I till smile, saying nothing, just smiling. "Who wants you to follow his call for our cause."
They looks suspiciously while I smile before I interrupt the silence the moment they seem to start talking again. "So what is this cause?" They blink before answering: "To bring eternal night and punish the ones bringing false enlightenment."
"How can it be false, is it only a reflection? Are you a Dark Cult? That's Bad, if you only had said that earlier. I could have savet you all of this trouble right away, you see, nah what am I'm talking it's a dark cult your probably can't see, if you extinguish every light source, I have bad eyesight especially in the dark if you don't want to be stabbed, by accident, you don't want me near your group ever. Do you like carrots?

Pure delusion settles in...
"Carrots?" "Yeah you know carrots are good for you eyes, here.➡️
#Writing #SomethingElse

S.T. Veje Jan 20, 2024

@AnnaSaultron Glad I could inspire this spontaneous piece 😃

@stveje sometimes it's just a thrown in line or a small one liner that leads to interesting results. I wanted to explore this thought a bit and it reminded me of a text meme about Sacrifices to the Hand in Magical Rabbit land.
Thank you again. 🙏🏽😊