Humor
The Whisphering Video
In a certain country there was once great lamentation over a deadly virus that caused great sickness, killed much of its people, and laid waste its economy. The President promised a large reward to anyone who would free the land from this plague; but the virus was able to mutate so quickly that no one could develop a medicine which could stop it. At last the President gave notice that whosoever should develop a medicine or vaccine that could kill or stop the virus should have his only daughter to wife.
By Everyday Junglist2 years ago in Fiction
I SAW HER FIRST
In the bustling corridors of Crestwood High School, a tale of friendship, rivalry, and unexpected twists began to unfold. Two best friends, Alex and Ryan, were known throughout the school for their unbreakable bond. Little did they know that their connection would be tested in ways they could never have imagined.
By Destiny David2 years ago in Fiction
The Misadventures of Professor Quibblebottom
Title: The Misadventures of Professor Quibblebottom Once upon a time, in the quirky town of Chuckleburg, lived the eccentric inventor Professor Quibblebottom. With wild hair that seemed to defy gravity and a monocle that perpetually threatened to pop out of his eye socket, the professor was renowned for his wacky experiments.
By Angel Allison2 years ago in Fiction
Tales of the Goddess
"And what is your opinion, Goddess?" Baj immediately regretted those words coming out of his mouth for he knew the answer he would get even before it escaped the rouge red, pouty lips of the Goddess. It was one of her favorite pith philosophical observations on the nature of Gods and mortals, and no matter how often she said it (a lot) it also pleased her to no end and irked the ever living shit out of Baj. This is no doubt one of the reasons she took so much delight in saying it. "Gods and Goddesses do not have opinions mortal, for once we say something it is a fact." Baj groaned out loud and snorted drawing a look from the Goddess that could freeze the ocean and a sharp snap of pain across his mind as she punished him with a mental slap. It stung, much worse than an actual whip, which is what it was meant to emulate. This was how the Goddess maintained control of her servants. Of course, that same whip could be used to deliver great pleasure as well, great pleasure. As to what either did for the Goddess Baj could not say, but in this instance at least the ability to punish must have brought her some satisfaction for she smiled and laughed wickedly as he winced in pain, dropping to one knee from the force of it. "Do not forget your place mortal. Do not mock your Goddess. Ever." He glared up at her from his one knee and replied quietly "Of course Goddess, Please forgive me my insolence. Sometimes I forget just how holy and exalted you actually are." The Goddess smiled, pleased at his words of contrition even though they were said without a shred of earnesty. Even after untold milennia of living among mortals she still struggled mightily to grasp the concepts of sarcasm and irony. This fact gave Baj much pleasure and he constantly mocked the Goddess in ways she thought of as genuine admiration and praise. It was one of the very few ways he had of fighting back against the barrage of minor humilations she threw in his direction.
By Everyday Junglist2 years ago in Fiction
Tales of the Goddess
"The whore Aphrodite has vexed me again." Baj winced at the mention of the Goddess Aphrodite. As with Athena, Elyria held a strange fascination bordering on obsession with the Goddess of love, but, unlike with Athena, for Aphrodite, Elyria bore no admiration or grudging respect. Instead she expressed only contempt and a deep seated hatred and jealousy. Whenever her name was spoke aloud he knew he was in for a long winded tirade describing the many faults and shortcomings of Aphrodite and her hordes of "zombies" as Elyria referred to the unfortunate men, who, like himself had been pressed into service of a Goddess mostly against their will. Although his own forced servitude was painful and humiliating, when he thought of Aphrodite's zombies he was thankful for his own fate. Unlike Elyria, when Aphrodite enslaved a man she took not only his body and spirit, but also robbed him of his mind. They became like empty shells, not able to think for themselves, or act in any way without the express approval of Aphrodite herself. Only breathing without permission was allowed. The zombies could not eat, bathe, or even piss or shit without first asking Aphrodite. Many of her men died of starvation or disease, not for lack of food or clean clothes and shelter but because the Goddess simply forgot, or actively withheld, approving their ability to eat or to bath themselves. For a man like Baj, it would be a fate worse then death. After giving Elyria a moment to compose herself Baj dared ask somewhat impertinently "What has she done this time Goddess?" Elyria fumed at the question, her cheeks reddening a bit, biting down softly on her lower pouty lip before replying sharply "Several of her zombies have managed to infiltrate my great temple at Ephaistos and stolen one of my Elyrian spears." The spears were powerful weapons indeed. When thrown by the Goddess they could travel many miles at speeds approaching that of sound, and they always found their target. They were said to have been forged of purissimum argentum by the great dwarven silversmith Skardak Forgehelm and had been given to the Goddess as a gift by the dwarven demiGod AnKaris whose love for Elyria was legendary, at least in the mind of the Goddess. In reality, AnKaris was something of a player having impregnated at least three Goddesses including Elyria in the span of less than 100 years. A timeframe that for a mortal would equate to someething like a week. One of the other impregnated Goddesses happend to be Aphrodite, a fact that no doubt contributed at least in part to Elyria's seething jealousy and hatred for her. "The great temple at Ephaistos is one of your strongholds Goddess. How could they manage such a thing?" Baj asked with only the slightest hint of sarcasm, which, of course the Goddess either did not, or pretended not, to notice. The so called "great" temple at Ephaistos, was, like many of the Goddesses temples only great if you considered a run down rock strewn former castle guesthouse, overrun by weeds and dikon lizards great. On a good day it boasted a contingent of no more than 20 of Elyria's servants and supplicants. Those few that did "live" at the "great" temple were typically of less than sound mind and body and many stayed only because they were given three meals a day and a stack of hay upon which to sleep whenever they did. The fact that they were also forced to spend up to 8 hours a day attending courses and listening to lectures describing in excrutiating detail the philosophy of hope and love espoused by the Goddess caused most of the homeless to quickly decide a life on the streets was preferable. "According to reports they disguised themselves as supplicants desiring to learn of my philosophy of hope and love. They said they had heard of my many wise teachings and great beauty and were so enthralled they immediately began a pilgrimage to the nearest temple dedicated to me so they might pledge themselves as supplicants." "And your temple guards believed that obviously made up story?" Baj sneered, then immediately regreted his words when he saw the anger twinged with hurt on the Goddesses face. Then he felt the pain, the sting of the mental whip she stung him with. He dropped to a knee and gasped as he always did whenever she punished him in this way. The pain was significant and severe and in this particular case she had struck him hard, very hard. "Of course they believed it. Such a thing is a very common occurrence at my many temples human. Now get up and shut up. It is time for us to leave." the Goddess spat angrily "To where do we head Goddess?" Baj asked timidly, still regaining his senses and a bit off balance from the whipping he had just recieved. "To the great temple at Ephaistos of course. Where else?" As they set off to gather their belongings for the long trip west to Ephaistos Baj fumed in anger at the Goddess for the punishment. It was not deserved and unjust, arbitrary and capricious and he hated the Goddess for it each and every time she did it. And yet, it was not the anger in her eyes that he remembered when he replayed in his mind what had just transpired, but rather the hurt. Surprisingly he found himself regretting what he had said because of the pain he had caused. He was sorry for the small seed of self doubt he had sown in her mind with his comment. Quickly he reprimanded himself. She is an evil creature Baj, not to be trusted, only to be used as I need her, nothing more he thought, and he almost believed it too.
By Everyday Junglist2 years ago in Fiction
A Tale of Magic, Elements, and Boundless Dreams. Content Warning.
In the realm of the fantastical, where magic flowed freely and animals spoke, there existed a curious creature named Lumina, the First Bluebird. Her radiant feathers shimmered with the brilliance of the clearest sky, casting an enchanting hue wherever she flew. Lumina was not like the other birds in the kingdom; she possessed a unique and mesmerizing aura that set her apart. As the realm thrived with vibrant life, the wise old turtle named Terran held the key to its enigmatic origins. Terran's ancient wisdom and deep understanding of the world's secrets made him the go-to source for those seeking the answers to the realm's mysteries.
By Shams Ul Qammar2 years ago in Fiction
Understanding the Male Reproductive System: An Essential Guide
The male reproductive system is a fascinating and essential aspect of human anatomy that plays a vital role in the continuation of the human species. In this blog, we will explore the intricacies of the male reproductive system, both external and internal, shedding light on its anatomy and functions in simple terms for a clear understanding.
By Rohit Singh2 years ago in Fiction
THE Resolute TIN-Warrior
There were quite a long time ago five and twenty tin-troopers—aall siblings, as they were made from the normal, worn-out tin spoon. Their uniform was red and blue, and they bore their weapons and gazed directly before them. The principal words that they heard in this world, when the cover of the container where they lay was taken off, were: 'Hurrah, tin-fighters!' This was shouted by a young man, applauding; they had been given to him since it was his birthday, and presently he started setting them out on the table. Each trooper was precisely similar to the next in shape, with the exception of only one, who had been made last when the tin had run low; however, he remained as immovably on his one leg as the others did on two, and he is the one that became renowned. There were numerous different toys on the table on which they were being set out; however, the most pleasant of everything was a little cardboard palace with windows through which you could see into the rooms. Before the palace stood a few little trees encompassing a minuscule mirror that seemed to be a lake. Wax swans were drifting about and reflecting themselves in it. That was all exceptionally lovely, yet the most gorgeous thing was a little woman who remained in the open entryway. She was stripped of paper; however, she had on a dress of the best muslin, with a scarf of limited blue strip around her shoulders, secured in the center with a sparkling rose made of gold paper, which was essentially as extensive as her head. The little woman was loosening up both her arms, for she was an Artist, and was lifting up one leg so high that the Tin-fighter couldn't find it anyplace and believed that she, as well, had just a single leg.
By Emmanuel Cheeseman2 years ago in Fiction
One Size Fits All Unisex Rainbow Colored Activity Headdress
Once upon a time there lived a nonbinary human being called One Size Fits All Unisex Rainbow Colored Activity Headdress. Everybody called them Effie, and only their parent 1 of parent 1, being conservative, preferred OSFAURCAH.
By Vadim Kagan2 years ago in Fiction
The Key to Retaining Gen Z Talent: Embracing Flexibility and Creating Thriving Workplaces
Introduction The modern job market is experiencing a dynamic shift with the entry of Gen Z, born between 1997 and 2012, into the workforce. However, retaining this new generation of talent poses a challenge due to their reputation for job-hopping and preference for work-life balance. To ensure long-term business success, organisations must adapt to the unique needs and expectations of Gen Z employees. The key to retaining this generation lies in embracing flexibility and creating thriving workplaces that cater to their preferences and work habits. In this blog, we will delve deeper into three crucial themes that emerged from our research on Gen Z employees and explore the strategies organisations can implement to retain and attract the best young talent.
By Rohit Singh2 years ago in Fiction
Discovering Toronto: A Vibrant Cosmopolitan City with Countless Cultural Attractions
Toronto, the bustling cosmopolitan city of Canada, is a vibrant metropolis that never fails to captivate its visitors. With its rich cultural tapestry, diverse neighbourhoods, and thriving entertainment scene, Toronto has rightfully earned its reputation as one of the most popular destinations in the country. In this blog, we'll delve deeper into the top 10 best things to do in Toronto, from immersing yourself in its famous music and dining scenes to uncovering hidden treasures in its unique neighbourhoods.
By Rohit Singh2 years ago in Fiction
