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burtleburtle OP t1_j5s1njw wrote

"Where's the queen?" asked April. "We have to save her!"

"She's dead," answered Luke.

"What? No! You lie!"

"I'll show you." As Dirk and Rocky sparred, Luke led April around into the remains of the castle. To the remains of the queen.

"See," he said, "cinders and bones."

April was petrified. "No ... no, it can't be ..."

"I saw it all," said Luke. "The dragon that burned her nearly killed me too, but I fell back into a snowdrift."

April stared at the remains. "You were there," she realized. "You could have saved her! How can you bear yourself, you could have saved her, but you ... just saved yourself! What sort of bastard are you???"

"An alive bastard," answered Luke.

"You ... she ..." April collapsed. "What's the point? I live to serve the queen! And she's dead! And I'm still here! What's the point? What's the point of anything?"

"You could start by figuring out how to keep being here," said Luke. He wandered back outside and April followed.

"She's deaaaaad!!!" wailed April. "I can't saaave her! I'm pooointlesssssss!" she cried.

"Hey watch this," said Rocky. He wound up and struck at Dirk. Dirk struck back. They both scored. They both exploded in little puffs of snow.

Luke stared. "Aaaaand, that's the end of Rocky and Dirk," he said.

"I'm poooointlessssss!" wailed April.

Luke shook her with his twigs. "April. April. Do you see Rocky and Dirk there?"

"Um"

"What is left of them, I mean?"

"Yes?"

"Do you want to die, like them?"

"Um ... not really?"

"Then you have to start looking out for yourself. You get knocked, you'll vanish in a puff of snow, just like them. Me too. Stop worrying about the queen. Start worring about yourself."

April sniffed. "You're mean," she said.

"I suppose so," said Luke.

"What's the point. What's the poooooinnnnt???" squealed April.

Luke waddled away, shaking his head.

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DrunglipSFW t1_j5s0qwb wrote

Clicking, clacking. The soft sound of water drips down upon the stone floor in the beggars gallow.

He sits there, across from a woman with long curled horns, red skin. Her entire body echoes with residual flames.

“So. someone’s been busy, huh?”

“That’s your opening, Trevor? Still bad with words?” she replied with a smirk, that soon dissolved upon hearing him sigh.

Trevor leaned back into his chair. Comfortable, but a bit stiff.

“I don’t want to fight, Naveah. We haven’t seen each other in eons. I am a different man. I’m no longer that boy.” He finally said, letting himself lose his own control. The air around him chilled slowly, a stark contrast to the heat of the other side of the room.

“So now you don’t want to fight? Good. maybe you’ve actually changed.”

“Being a servant of death would do that, but you already knew that. We decided on our choices back then, yknow? I’m happy where I am.”

“ Do you still miss… us?” she said, in a sudden moment of sincerity.

There is a solemn silence, the room suddenly feeling too quiet for both of them. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he replied.

“Yeah. although, it’s probably less likely it would work, right? You are now the only servant of life, right? The goddess probably won’t enjoy me being ‘Interfering’ with your work” he said, letting himself chuckle a bit

“Probably not… but she doesn’t have to know, does she? Yours won’t know if I don’t say anything. Mine won’t know either?”

“Those are dangerous words, Naveah… well.. Let’s do this one more time. Hi. I’m Trevor Hishoka.”

“And I’m Naveah Hardwood. It’s nice to meet you, Trevor. Let’s get a drink.”

And years down the line, life and death are closer than ever. The new servants seem to always be at each other's throat, but unbeknownst to all, they still love each other.

They just weren’t ready back then.

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Scarvexx t1_j5rzxt2 wrote

I think the important thing is Al left it in the Genie's hands, when and whence they meet. She could sit next to him on the plane home, visit him the day he dies, or meet in another lifetime. It's all the same to Al. He just didn't want to leave them there forever.

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[deleted] OP t1_j5rwpfx wrote

it's definitely a good start with interesting ideas. Good attention to detail on how it's all still fresh in the dragons minds while generations of humans have passed. The addition of elves sounds like a good idea, are humans inferior to elves or vice-versa? Maybe add an inferior race of dragons such a wyverns. Maybe dragons have their own infighting unbeknownst to humans.

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f---thezodiac OP t1_j5rwglm wrote

(Definitely an interesting one)

"Greetings, you wouldn't possibly be from another universe would you?" Dr. Strange asked.

"I am... and I wish... to stay here." Darth Vader said.

"I'm afraid that is not possible because if you don't leave, I do not get to either. This is all my fault, I never should have pushed America this far." Dr. Strange muttered under his breath. "Why did it have to be in a billionaires cave."

Before Dr. Strange could say another word, Darth Vader force choked him straight into his hand and whispered "You... will not... put me... back there."

Dr. Strange clawed for air before creating a portal. This surprised Vader so much that he dropped Strange onto the floor. "What is this?" He questioned

"That would be a portal." Dr. Strange said, inching closer to Darth Vader, "I assumed a dimension that figured out telekinesis would have figured out portals by now. As Darth Vader turned around, Dr. Strange touched him, which made his soul go outside of his body. Dr. Strange carefully explained "this is your soul. I could disintegrate your body if I wanted to. Or I could drown you, so do you want this the easy way or the hard way?"

Darth Vader used the force to bring his body back to him and regain control.

"Impressive, I haven't seen anything like that in, well, never surprisingly."

"I'm sick... of these... games." He said, drawing his lightsaber. The dim light illuminated most of the cave in red.

"Now THAT is a cool weapon, hold on, I think I have something like it." Dr. Strange said, pulling a glowing yellow whip out of nowhere.

The sound of the two weapons clashing and clanking echoed through the nearly empty room. Sparks flew as they raged on, strike after strike

The two fought for several minutes, pushing and pulling, then Darth Vader stumbled over the edge. Dr. Strange used his whip as a makeshift lasso to hold Vader while he created the portal. Darth Vader said "You fought well..." before falling back into his home dimension

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burtleburtle OP t1_j5rvtg8 wrote

Luke the snowman trudged around the ruins of the castle. The one corner was still there. On the floor were cinders, and the charred bones of the queen. Outside the snow was pockmarked with the remains of fallen snowmen.

"Hello?" called Luke. "Anyone left?"

There was silence. He wobbled about further and repeated his call. This time he heard some mumbling. He dug, and pulled out another snowman, stuck in the snow headfirst.

"Lousy cowards!" he yelled. "Come back and fight! I'm not finished with you!"

"I'll call you Dirk," said Luke. Dirk kept raging and threatening the trees. Luke kept exploring. Luke found another and pulled him out.

"Great bloody bastards," said the other. "Give me some more practice and I'll take 'em."

"I'll call you Rocky," said Luke. Rocky brushed himself off and looked around.

Dirk came over. Introduced himself. "Dirk," said Dirk.

"Rocky," said Rocky. They did a twig bump.

Luke heard another murmer. "Mm m mmmm mm." He lifted a branch and unpinned the snowman. "For the queeeen!!!" she yelled, raising her right twig defiantly.

"For the queeeen!!!" echoed back Rocky and Dirk.

"I'll call you April," said Luke.

"April?" she asked. "But ... why? In April I'll be melted."

"Because I'm in a black mood," answered Luke.

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ArbitraryChaos13 t1_j5ruvgt wrote

You're welcome! I love writing stuff here! Just... need to be better about not doing it when I have work I actually need to do lol.

Also: "Don't mind me, just making a better humanity over here."

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