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Last Song
“Fuck.”
Under normal circumstances, Bill did not swear. And “normal circumstances” had a broad definition for him at one point. This was, after all, the same man who took turning himself into a pokémon with a surprising sense of curse-free tranquility. But now, under the yawning abyss that stretched across the sky, Bill swore once and precisely once. And that was all he had to say. Just that one “fuck,” followed by a long, desperate quiet.
To be fair, what else does one say when they fuck up so badly they end the world?
Snow fell from the abyss. It might have been falling for a week, for a year,
All
31 deviations
Literature
Last Song
“Fuck.”
Under normal circumstances, Bill did not swear. And “normal circumstances” had a broad definition for him at one point. This was, after all, the same man who took turning himself into a pokémon with a surprising sense of curse-free tranquility. But now, under the yawning abyss that stretched across the sky, Bill swore once and precisely once. And that was all he had to say. Just that one “fuck,” followed by a long, desperate quiet.
To be fair, what else does one say when they fuck up so badly they end the world?
Snow fell from the abyss. It might have been falling for a week, for a year,
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Intellectual Tango
5 deviations
Literature
Anima Ex Machina (REBOOT): One
D.E.V.A. CLEARANCE LEVEL 5
CLEARANCE ACCEPTED.
DOCUMENT TYPE: TRANSCRIPT
DESCRIPTION: TRANSCRIPTION OF RADIO MESSAGE INTERCEPTED BY D.E.V.A. TEAM DELTA. LAST KNOWN TRANSMISSION SENT BY PROFESSOR MARSHALL BIRCH FROM RESEARCH POINT ZERO, COORDINATES 31°59′40″N 130°57′6″E.
DATE-TIME: 16/12/00, 04:37
BIRCH
Hello? Hello? Can anyone hear me? I repeat! Can anyone hear me? If you can hear this, this is Professor Marshall Birch of the Hoenn Pokémon Symposium. I’m here with nine other people and sixteen pokémon. We need help! Do you copy?
[NOISE IDENTIFIED AS A POOCHYENA USING ROAR OCCURS IN THE BAC
Anima Ex Machina
2 deviations
Literature
Last Song
“Fuck.”
Under normal circumstances, Bill did not swear. And “normal circumstances” had a broad definition for him at one point. This was, after all, the same man who took turning himself into a pokémon with a surprising sense of curse-free tranquility. But now, under the yawning abyss that stretched across the sky, Bill swore once and precisely once. And that was all he had to say. Just that one “fuck,” followed by a long, desperate quiet.
To be fair, what else does one say when they fuck up so badly they end the world?
Snow fell from the abyss. It might have been falling for a week, for a year,
Fanfic
5 deviations
Literature
True Story
I woke up from a nap today
At 6:37
On a Wednesday evening
And had trouble figuring out
Not whether or not it was Thursday
But instead what my name was.
Poetry
8 deviations
Literature
Anima Ex Machina: Five
Anima Ex Machina: Five
Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams.
When the dream receded and Bill felt his body for the first time in days, he awoke with a start. Immediately after that, he shut his eyes and groaned. Although he wasn't the kind of person who had a particular appreciation for alcohol, he imagined that this was exactly what a hangover was like: waking up to nothing but blinding whiteness that only fed a pounding headache. He twisted where he lay and tried to swallow to keep himself from throwing up, and right about then, he realized something was wrong. For one, he couldn't actually move his arms or legs. For another,
Scraps
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Anima Ex Machina2
An unlucky scientist is forced to become the host of an alien pokémon. Now equipped with a new body, strange powers, and a long list of people wanting him as a lab rat or dead, stopping an alien invasion is the least of his worries.