Satire

Planet Tetro ~ Page 82
While they were blocking the arrows , I attacked Syltana from the right . I didn’t get off a direct hit on her , but I managed to disarm her and knocked her sword out of her hand . That accomplishment was short-lived when Bryce the dragon head butted me . He came flying at me head first . It was too fast for me to be able to react . John grabbed Bryce by the legs and slammed him into a tree . John yelled at him . " That was payback from earlier motherfucker ! " . This all pissed Royce off and he got ready to engage but Jerry was watching him . Jerry blocked an attack that was meant for John . Although he didn’t have near the amount of strength that he needed to be able to block him completely . Jerry was sent flying from the mere raw strength of Royce . Royce wasn't only strong , he was also highly skilled when Jerry was sent flying Royce made sure to send him directly at Bullseye . Sending them both crashing through a small forest.
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 81
Syltana started making her way towards the saint bernard and the dragon ."Hello Royce and Bryce .” Royce replied to her . " Hey there Syltana . Were these lowly guys holding you up ?" Syltana responded to him . " Let’s just say I’ve been playing with them for a long time . When I sensed you were near . I knew playtime was over . Where is Preya? I’m Surprised she didn’t suffocate them or squeeze their heads off yet ."
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
The McMurphey Hearing
Faking my death was going to be the easy part. To quote my favorite band, please allow me to introduce myself, I’m a man of wealth and taste.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Mutiny in the aquarium
"Just look at them". Jemima complained. "Every day they come here parading themselves, dressed up like some kind of spectacle. As if the fish, and especially myself, care what they look like".
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Fiction
Benefactor
The eye-watering swirl, floating above my bed, suggested that I might like to eat something. Which was unnecessary, really; I could always eat something. Ask those who know me — they will tell you the truth: It’s one of my favorite things to do, on any planet. I’m fortunate, in a way, to be working so hard at my job and my schooling that I can’t rest long enough to gain much weight.
By Eric Wolf3 years ago in Fiction
Drowning my Sorrows
I couldn’t believe she was gone. After all I’d done for her, all the money and love I’d given her, all the indiscretions I’d forgiven because of her ‘compulsive personality disorder,’ she left me to go live in a homeless shelter so she could drink and do drugs with her new homeless boyfriend.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Born in 1964
That day started like any other day. Wake up, brush my teeth, get dressed, order the damnation of thousands, eat breakfast, etc. Geoffrey reminded me that we had public decapitations at noon the following day per the schedule. There was also apparently a rebellion in the south that would need quashing eventually.
By John Eva3 years ago in Fiction
The Shark Tank Cleaner
I didn’t like my job, but it paid well. Every day, I had to clean the waste from the tanks, but the shark tanks were the worst. They made the most waste, and it smelled like rotten meat. At least I had Shelia to help me.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Mystery of the Nile
My eyes opened just enough to peek at the numbers on the digital clock on the dresser. It read: 7:38 AM. On any other day of the week, I would be rushing around getting ready for my first appointment, but one morning a week I reserved for myself. Being self-employed, that day was Monday, and I loved my Monday mornings. I stretched and reached for my phone, automatically opening my email to check for urgent messages. I paused. No, this was my morning; email and business could wait until after lunch. The morning was mine. I smiled and sighed indulgently as I allowed my phone to drop onto the rug. I rolled over and stretched my legs to the cool spot on the bed as I snuggled my head into the blankets to block out the sunlight leaking through the curtains.
By Jennifer Plaster3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 80
Siltana still had a few soldiers by her side . They rallied with a battlecry around her and we all fight each other for a while . Siltana cocked her sword back for a power slash and Jerry tried to block her . To no avail Jerry was also sent flying by her through the wall . I had been through the same thing and the whole situation felt like Deja Vu . ( We have the same term on this planet ). Luckily though , before Jerry was sent flying . We took out the rest of her guards . The last three standing in the room were me , Siltana and John . Although I’m sure Jerry and Bulls Eye weren’t out for the count . To me right now . We were at an advantage .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 79
She continued to laugh for awhile , even holding her stomach and wiping off tears . I started to wonder if she's been getting high with her magic . That is a thing in this world . People can get addicted to their own powers . Depending on the exact power and their addiction natures . Siltana then seemed to abruptly get more serious as she gathered herself and cleared her throat . She walked up to me , stared at me dead in my eyes . Then she asked me , " why are you here and how many more of you are there ?" I said , "I don’t know why I’m here . Drill voice mode activate electricity absorption . Drill voice mode activate wrap around head . " She gave me a shocked and confused look as my drill started to wrap around the helmet . I got sick of being captured and installed simple voice activated commands during preparation . I've been so excited about my moving arm upgrade . That I almost forgot that I added this capability exactly for situations like this . It made sense though . I am such an optimist focused on succeeding that I would be inclined to not think about my fail safes I prepare .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 78
One of the guards shouted at us to shut up . Now that we were actually speaking and it wasn't so dark anymore . I noticed that the soldiers were all of the Rottweiler dog race . We have a few Rottweiler dogs back home . I wonder if they are related in any way . The Rottweiler guard that told us to shut up continued to speak while I was thinking . " There is no way that you guys are getting out of here now . In fact I don’t even know what made you guys think that you could invade our village ! Either way once Siltana turns the four of you over to our master . He's going to going to get to the bottom of things if Siltana somehow can not . The worst part is that once Siltana and our Master are done with you , there will be nothing left ." We complied and stopped talking because we were at a disadvantage at the moment. Best to be silent . It would probably be best to follow orders for now .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction