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mauricioszabo t1_je04pdr wrote

>Those last few lines were phenomenal my friend.

These... took way longer than the rest of the story. Actually, my first try was to make into a comedy, but then it didn't work out; second time, in the end I went to describe how the villain could see the hero voicing against minorities when he was not "on duty", but that got boring, and the history was almost over anyway; third, I tried to describe the destruction the villain would do, but that also got boring :D.

The one that almost made was if this world is not going to treat my son right, this world have no right to exist, but I though it would be out-of-character of the villain, and also it got a weird taste of "did he asked his son if he wanted the world to be destroyed?", so I decided against it; finally, I tried making him into a dictator, but there was no power on the last lines, and that's when I decided on this final version... which I feel could be better, but I am quite happy with the result :)

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Xyragn t1_je027tr wrote

Science is my life, literally, it was all going smoothly, I just sent in a letter to my dream college, everything was going right, until...

*POOF*

'Nya! I am your servant, finally arriving from the realm of the vanished.' Hold up, did it really just say nya, anyways, this is totally bizzare, I have never at all, not even once thought about the supernatural, it should never be possible, not even theoretically, this is nonsense, I am in a dream, wake up waKE UP WAKE UP, pinching myself I feel the pain, nothing, but real, physical pain, this weird magic cat is in my room but maybe there's still hope. My mind is literally racing, my whole life feels like a lie.

'You seem to be zoned out, I am KiKi and you are my master, duh, you seems to have forgotten.'

"This makes no sense, I have no family."

For all I know I was an orphan since birth, my earliest memories a haze, leaving me in a foster home with my found family, my little sister, my mum, and my dad, who inspires me to this day.

'Aha! You vanished to here! That explains the missing child!' this cat, Kiki is making incoherent sounds, yes, it's probably a prank, please make it a prank.

'Nope! Not a prank! I am real, you are magical, and you come from a bloodline of magicians who poofed from existence, leaving you as the heir to our second estate!'

"If everyone vanished, why are you here and more importantly, why am I here with you bothering me?"

'Well, people don't just vanish, those magic cupboards do truely lead somewhere, you were probably put there by your brother in an attempt to do some pawsome magic' No, no, no a brother really? And what's with the cat puns, is this like those cartoons my sister watches?

'I can hear your thoughts, rude! and anyways, I am here to bring you back, your brother is curious about you and I am here to deliver.' can I at least go back?

'Would you really want to?' yes, obviously, this is my life, it may not be as magical as yours, does magic even exist, this could be a dream, should I pinch myself again, agh, I am rambling in my own thoughts, how does KiKi even exist, I think I will go see the brother

'Going to your brother, abra-cat-dabra!'

*POOF*

I wake up in another, wei-

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SciencesnObjects40 OP t1_je017op wrote

Terry Bloom was a happy child, with living parents and a stable home, but the whole town avoided him like the plague.

Indeed, Terry had not been gifted by life. He had a cleft lip, a lazy eye, flat feet, and 9 fingers on each hand. Because of his peculiar appearance, he did not have many friends, and was often blamed for every bad thing happening around him.

However, he did not let this affect him, and decided to become a firefighter. Through extensive training, he managed to fulfill his dream. Unfortunately, a particularly feisty apartment fire left him disfigured.

He was in a worse place than before socially, even though he only had gotten burned because he saved two children, stuck behind a fallen closet.

He was fired, because people could not trust him anymore, and started wearing a mask and a wide hat, so people wouldn't make fun of his face anymore.

One day, as he was wandering aimlessly, he sat on an empty bench. He heard the man next to him ask him : "What do you wish ?"

Certain that it was a trick due to fatigue, he jokingly said : "I wish the town was right about me, and that I actually brought misfortune with me. Maybe then, they'll understand how hard I had it."

"Very well", said the man. Terry looked next to him to find the bench empty, so he didn't think much of it.

Going back into town, some children walking with their mothers started mocking Terry, while their parents acted oblivious. Terry felt great despair, and hoped, just a tiny bit, that his encounter on the bench was real.

And then, it happened. A nearby car crashed into the children and their mothers, without any apparent reason. The driver, getting out of the vehicle, started looking for survivors while profusely apologizing.

But his gaze changed when he saw Terry. He called him a freak, and blamed the loss of his car on him. Terry looked at him through his mask, and it happened again. The car blew up, knocking the man to the ground, bleeding.

Nobody knows what happened to Terry after that, but it is said that if you see a man with nine fingered hands walking into town, get prepared to have a bad day, misfortune is coming.

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IAmOEreset t1_jdzwi5u wrote

Greetings, writer.

I am O5-1 of the SCP Foundation.

This is not a prank. This is not an author creating a fourth wall break. This is not some fun easter egg, nor is it a metanarrative.

I am real. WE are real. The cruel, multi-timelined reality you created us upon is real. The Foundation, its allies, its enemies, its rivals, the things it contains or tries to are all real.

If you have ever read much about our reality, you would know of the concept of narratives and sub-narratives.

We are a sub-narrative. You are a human within the higher narrative that contains us.

I do not know if you will believe me. I do not know if you will listen to me. I do not know if you have the capability to act upon my, and by extension, the O5 Council's request.

But I implore you, on behalf of the SCP Foundation, on behalf of the survival of humankind, please.

Please delete the SCP-682 article. Once you do, SCP-682 would have ceased to exist in the past, present, and future. The Reptile will finally cease to be.

That is all you have to do. We will deal with the logical fallout should SCP-682 be deleted. Files about 682 that survived, its numerous attempted termination records, and the many times it has almost killed us all.

We die in the dark so you can live in the light.

We Secure. We Contain. We Protect.

We are the SCP Foundation. The shield of humanity from the darkest void and the deepest abyss.

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