magic

Chain Reaction (Extended)

Irina was only halfway through a mug of mead when Cerys ran into the inn and to Irina's side.

Irina sighed. "What did you do?"

"Nothing!"

Irina gave her a sharp look. "I told you I don't want to draw attention while we're travelling."

"No, really!" Cerys said. "I was just looking around the outpost and some men yelled at me!"

"Why are you worried? You're indestructible."

"They're scary! Oh no, here they come!"

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Average: 3.7 (10 votes)

Last Night Alone, The

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The Last Night Alone

by ~captainstupids

The Last Night Alone

Warning: This story is of a graphic and sexual nature.  It contains violence and blood.  Side effects may include lava.  Talk to your doctor and see if Story is right for you.

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Average: 3.6 (7 votes)

Pawns

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Once upon a time, there lived a wicked sorceress named Morgana, who lived in an eerie castle in a distant land. She was a tall, slender woman whose face was radiant and beautiful that it is said that no man could take his eyes off her. Her hair long and dark black like the night, and her eyes were cold as ice. She wore a long dress with a red belt. This was always her favorite dress, even on days when she would make the people of a little town run in terror. Morgan was always mean to the people. She would make them slaves and terrorize them. She would make them do her biddings.

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Average: 2.7 (6 votes)

Poor Choice of Words, A

“Superior Lace Underwire, this is Suzie.”

“Hello, I’m trying to procure some unmentionables for my wife, but I’m not even sure if it’s feasible given her unusual requirements. I’m wondering if you could help.”

“Custom lingerie is our specialty.”

“Excellent. By the way, I’ve always thought the name was devilishly clever.”

“To be honest, I never cared for it. Over the top if you ask me.”

“Shouldn’t that be under?”

“You’re pretty clever yourself.”

“I can’t help it, it runs in the family.”

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Average: 4.2 (12 votes)

Resolutions

Pffffft. The genie arrived without fuss and smoke.

“Cool. Do I get three wishes?”

He checked his outfit.

“Wrinkle-free folding my ass.”

“Excuse me, but I just let you out. Do I get three wishes or not?”

“What? Oh, yeah. Thanks. Fire away.”

“I want you to help me with my new years resolutions.

“Take your time. I’m not going anywhere.”

“I already told you.”

“You’re allowed to think about these things, map out possible consequences, make sure I’m not going to give you a Twilight Zone ending.”

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Average: 3.4 (10 votes)

Proof

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“Santa Claus is real, and I’ll prove it!” Robin said. She had just finished rigging a net over the fire place and was carefully setting more traps around the Christmas tree.

“Let it go,” Jenna sighed, rolling her eyes. “Santa’s a myth.”

“And if he is real, then he’s far too clever for you to ever catch him,” Sadie smirked.

“Don’t encourage her!” Jenna scolded, poking her housemate. Jenna was astounded that Robin, an otherwise brilliant and rational person, still believed in Santa Claus.

“Why not? It’s fun.”

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Average: 4.4 (10 votes)

Stuff of Legend, The

Shelia cocked an eyebrow. “So you’re going as Marilyn Monroe?”

“No,” Skye replied resolutely, looking away from the mirror. “I’ll be wearing a blood-stained scarf around my neck.”

“Right,” said her roommate. “I don’t get it.”

“Car crash. The urban legend says she was decapitated,” sighed Skye, returning to the mirror. “It’s not true, but that doesn’t matter anymore – all anybody remembers is the myth. Like the Richard Gere gerbil thing.”

“Skye, you’re going as a blonde in vintage clothes. All anybody remembers is Marilyn Monroe.”

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Average: 3.9 (9 votes)

Never Accept Wishes from Demons

The demon stood before her, red eyes staring right through her.

“Humans! You have summoned the almighty Zakuma! Grant me your sacrifice and..”

He trailed off when he realised that she was the only person before him.

“Oh for fuck’s sake..” He muttered. “Why do I always get the teenagers on Halloween..”

“Lord Zakuma!” Shelly held out a plate holding a severed goat’s head. “I humbly offer you this blood sacrifice, and my eternal soul, in exchange..”

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Average: 2.7 (3 votes)

I've Got a Magic Wand

“Hey, great costume. Gonna pull a rabbit outta that hat, Mandrake?”

“Thanks. Magician’s kinda cliché, bit of a busman’s holiday for me, but I had the cape and hat from work. You look great too. Larry Lawnchair, complete with balloons. Nice. I like the way they bobble as you dance.”

“Work? What? Sorry, I can hardly hear you over the music. Yeah, Larry’s a bit of a hero of mine.”

“Why’s that?”

“I don’t know. Just that kind of follow your dreams thing.”

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Average: 2.5 (6 votes)

Pump and Circumstance

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Kelly Donahue stalked down the hall of the Girl’s Dormitory, with a bundle in her arms. She counted off the room numbers until she found the dorm she was looking for. As she steeled herself for what she might see, but that was the price when you had to deal with Deirdre and Brighid Adair.

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Average: 3.3 (3 votes)
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