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December twentieth is the day I remember being brought into the asylum for the first time. Like any typical psychopath, I screamed. I cried. I remember snatching the nurse's hair until she screamed and I was slapped into unconsciousness and thrown into the room. The only difference? I wasn't a psychopath. For the first few days, I would cry maniacally upon hearing any nurse go by, to catch one's attention and tell her that I wasn't insane. "That's exactly what an insane person would say" They said, unbothered and it was as if my fate rested in the mouldy walls of the Asylum. And I soon realized that there was no use fighting for my life now .Which brings me to the present day, another one that I'll mark in history with red. The day I met him.

Jack goes on a nostalgic trip to his old cabin that turns out to be mind blowing. Once there he starts recalling events that don't make sense to him and to make matters worse. Something is trying to get him to remember something. While something else... something much darker wants him dead. Whatever it is... and for whatever reason. Project I.R.I.S. is behind it and they want it back at any cost. However, his time is running out to piece it all together. If he fails... It will be all his fault.

. Three years. It had been three years since he'd been taken, experimented on, had his DNA altered and became a freak of nature. He knew because he'd managed to peek at the computer when they dragged him into that dreaded room; the one they used to prod, poke and inject him with god-knows-what. He was considered their only success - meaning their illegal tests hadn't killed him or rendered him paralysed, or worse; brain dead. He was subject 254. And he was the only survivor. At least until she - subject 391 - moved into the cell next door. - - 18th June 2018 - Rank 1 #sciencefiction 17th May 2019 - Rank 4 #romance 22nd Feb 2019 - Rank 1 #superpowers -- ** NOW COMPLETED**

"Okay I'll give you three seconds then I'll shoot if you don't start talking." "Fine, fine, fine, shit, calm down, would ya? Jeez." Kayn shakes his head and walks back to the couch. He throws himself down and relaxes while his legs are resting on the coffee table. "You humans are so grumpy," Kayn complains. "Are you human?" I ask. "So many questions, I don't even get a chance at answering to them. On top of that, you're stressing me out with that revolver. I can't handle this situation, Gianna." I walk closer to him, a little baffled by his calm, joyful, teasing, attitude. "I'll put it down," I start and sit down on the floor. "But if you don't talk, I won't think twice on shooting this time." I'm rewarded with a smile. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gianna's life is starting to go back to normal after the tragic passing of her mother. Well, as ordinary as it gets for someone who's spent her life behind the gates of a classified facility. Gianna isn't fond of her father's experiments but she doesn't know how to stop him. Mr. Clermont is a persuasive man. This is until the enchanting man called Kayn shows up at the facility, claiming he's from the near galaxy called Andromeda. Kayn starts to share one too many secrets about the death of Gianna's mother. To then give her a proposition, a favor for a favor, that might change the world we live in forever. Even the universe.

In the chaotic world of a gargantuan apocalypse, J̷̭̐a͗͋͑̃̽ͭ͊c͓̫͐ͬ̎̄̆͆̒k̰ͯͨ̂͌̆ McLoughlin discovers old ties and uncovers t̷̹͇͉̺͉̠͓̍̌h̙͚͑͘ë́͏ ̠̮ͪ̋̉ͫͪ̒̾͝t̝̜̝̯͍r̤̫̞͍̥̽ͅṷ̹̰̯͎̲ͧ̄ͅt̲̘̗̘͓̟͎̒ͥͤ̇̊h̷͎ behind everyone's suffering. But in this fucked up world, can he survive long enough to find and fix the source of everyone's problems? Will humankind never recover from the giant apocalypse, and will he ever s̠̝̯̤̲ͪ̒͑ͮ͑ͮ̅̈ȁ̴͉̟͖̳͌͊͋́̓̔ͧv͑̌̆͑́̚͏̬̻̜̖̤͉̼͓̀e̷̯͔̻̟̞̹͍͈̒ͩ̀ his friends? Or is it t͖̘̘̆͗͟ö̸̠̣́̈ͫ̌͢ŏ͂͊͏͙̦̫̱̣̮ ̷͙̩̥̝̪̪̐̒ͯ͢ļ̢̺̲͕̩̳̰̥͕̿̅̈̾ͬ̍ͬa̸͍̗͇͙̣̯͋͊ͭ̍͘͠t̩̻̻̔ẹ̸̹̼̼̰ͣ͋̋̐̈̐̓͐͡? ... Will he be ̱ͧͩ͂̓̆ͅl̶̘͇̹̓̏ͭ̀͒̽o͙͓͚ͫ̑ͬ͢s̀t̷̠͒ͯ͂ͩ̃̄̚ ͨ̆͐́҉̝̘̮f̣̙͚̚̚͞o̠̝͍͖͇͕̔͑̚͞ṟ͖̋͋ͥͪ͆̑̓eͩ̅̈́́v̖̼̟̼̄͜e̪ͩ͠r̩͉̂ͩ͂?̳͍͆̌̽͐̅͘ͅ Novelette/Side story Contains: action, peril, and language Media content isn't mine, credits to original creators. I only own the crappy plots for this story and all of my other stories. ----- Highest ranking (cause it's a thing people do I guess): #809 in sciencefiction #98 in septiplier despite not being mainstream "septiplier" #4 in gtyoutubers -

Guns, revenge and buildings to bomb, what could go wrong? ✮ He came in, gun held out in front of him in one hand while the other was resting on his hip where a sharp dagger gleamed in the light. "Come on out little girl, why not make this easier for both of us. The agency you ran away from just want to have a little talk, that's all." She scoffed internally. Yeah right. Then the footsteps ceased. She peeked to the right, then to the left. Neither direction showed any sign of the intruder. She looked up in front of her and gasped, the glint of steel and smell of death as overwhelming as it was adrenaline inducing, exciting. "Boo." ✮ Murder, accidents, assassinations. Call it what you will, it's all the same, all has the same life breaking, mind shattering consequences - be it for the victim or the bystander. It had shaped Alex in a way no one should be. Broken down and rebuilt into the perfect soldier, one who had the power to change the world, to fight battles that would either make or break the carefully constructed vision we all live in. The only small, minute, really unimportant detail - it's pretty hard to get into a government classified site when you're 15 years old and have a rag-tag team of double-crossing back-stabbers behind you. Not to mention the threat of a world war and ghost hanging above your head. Armed with sarcasm, wit, and a hell of a lot of aggressive intentions, it won't be too long till a sticky situation is all that's ahead of you. Sometimes, running head-first into a situation isn't the best idea. Instead, you gotta play a game. A deadly game where either you have all the pieces on the board, or you have nothing. [previously known as Espionage: double-cross] Thanks for reading :)

| Description | Vic, a young man in his early 20s, suddenly finds himself waking up in the crazy fucked up world of Borderlands in a body not his own. He's initially troubled with the situation he awoke to like any normal person would be. However, he doesn't remain in that state for long because of the many opportunities this new chance at life could bring him. The young man could've stayed miserable about the whole scenario he's been placed in, but he decides to make the best of things and embrace the opportunity he was given out of the blue. So armed with a plethora of knowledge about the dangerous world he awoke in, thanks to the many thousands of hours he's poured into the Borderlands series and a system reminiscent of those from the games, he sets out from the bandit tent ready to stake his claim on the world and live life to its fullest. | Additional Information | I don't really care for any of the games beyond the pre-sequel, so anything written story wise after it will be ignored and probably not used. This also includes the telltale games and the upcoming Borderlands 4 game that looks like a carbon copy of 3. Other Tags: Relatively Ruthless MC, War, Aliens, Space Travel, Robots, Exploration, Cannibals, Sex, Drugs, Slavery, MC POV Only | Links | Discord Link: https://discord.gg/NP8e6CymdY Patreon Link: https://www.patreon.com/PowerArmorGuy

After George accidentally outs himself in front of the popular and homophobic guys of the school everything seems fine at first. However, that soon changes when he receives weird and hurtful messages online, this soon escalates from just one message to something much more serious. Meanwhile, Clay is closeted yet he has known he likes boys for a while now after falling for George. However, he can never seem to find the time to talk to anyone about this as he has to constantly help his sick mum and sister. With the cyber bullying all becoming too much, George becomes extremely overwhelmed, while Clay finds himself taking more and more medication to calm himself every day. This soon escalated from a small issue into something unimaginably worse. TW's: -Usage too much medication -Homophobia (usage f-slur) -Suicide attempt/thoughts -Mentions heart disease -Burnout/depression -(Cyber) bullying -Mental abuse -Overdose -Abuse

"This is The Island, a prison designed for minors like me- too young to be executed, too old to be reformed, and too much of a stain on humanity to let exist. It was 'the answer' to the growing crime rate resulting from a world that was falling apart. The details evade me, but there is one thing I know. The water doesn't seem as scary as it did before." When Jordyn wakes up in the middle of a tropical forest in the mouth of a cat too big to be real, she decides this isn't how she wants to die. The Island has other plans, though. It was designed to kill her, and it will bring out every gun in the arsenal to do so. Her life becomes a game of survival from the mutant and venomous animals, severe temperature changes, and impossible weather scenarios that exist in this government manufactured prison. The twist? She has no idea who she is, where she came from, or why she committed first-degree arson. In this mixture of "The Hunger Games" and "Maze Runner", Jordyn has to unravel the truth before nature kills her- or die not knowing. Highest Ranking: #45 in Science Fiction **2nd Place Winner of the 2017 Rose Awards** **Featured as a �������� Pick on 11/8/19**

so basically fan has been wanting some juicy stuff to happen in his blog but nothing good has been happening around neighborhood ( yes I said neighborhood cause oh em gee, the discord mod finally got a house with all the other rich object others anyways ) so he hosts a party at his house. Later that day fan hosts the party at 10:20 pm, everyone in the neighborhood comes over and has a good time untillll, Fan got bored so he would put some intoxicating liquid into everybody's drinks, some drank it some did not. But to the objects who drank it had passed out due to it not hitting them in the right spot to make them dead so anyways, the other side who didn't drink it panics and runs out if fans house. Fan would be pleased as everyone ran out his house. And when everyone runs out his house he drags the remaining objects into a big dark and secret room. As soon as he puts them up, he'd wake them up and they all panic but nobody can hear them. He tortures the living hell out of them and posts it on his blog to look cool. Some objects thinks they look cool but..others didn't but couldn't help but watch him torture them in every single way ------- the story will have parts with huge gore, death mentioning, poison, puke, Maybe a bit of ykyk ad Self harm. Contact A hotline if you have feelings of sh or suicide of course. If you are sensitive to these topics then i recommend to not read this