Satire

Run girl run you in DANGER ⚠️
Hi it’s me …..there I was in a beeping wired, filled room it was warm the scbu department in the hospital there was about five of us Women in this department (that looked like myself I might add) our babies all came early preemie babies I’m in a state of shock I’m trying to bond with a baby I didn’t plan for.
By S George WONDER WOMAN 3 years ago in Fiction
Who Or What Is The Woke Mob?
By way of metonymy, the 'woke' mob gets thrown around quite a lot in our modern political arena. So, what exactly do you think it means? And, what’s the best way to capture the essence of the message being conveyed, without being overly (or perhaps unbearably), critical of the Left? I’ve come up with a story to do just that. So here’s my personal reflection on what or who the 'woke' mob may be….
By Delusions of Grandeur 3 years ago in Fiction
And He Shot Him in the Head
The range allowed for anyone with enough grit and exactness to try their hand at putting rounds on paper targets. In time, those targets could be future attackers. Of course, a situation where an attacker would assault you, heart rate, adrenaline, and the whole pharmacy of other drugs in your brain and body would be coursing.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
Beef Up
The author backed away from the table. He rose and shook hands with the Wilmington, Delaware publisher. He had just signed a nine-figure deal to produce eleven books over a span of fifteen years.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
Abaddon
CHAPTER 1 “Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say”. That was the final utterance from that smarmy shithead Gabor as I opened the door of a monstrously pretentious onyx-colored G-Class that would taxi me to a tarmac the size of a small country.
By Logan de Armond3 years ago in Fiction
Experiment 86119
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I rather feel like I hear screams too often while looking at the vastness of the stars above me. Inhaling the salty air as I stand just close enough to the ocean for the water to roll over my feet, I ignore the subtle hues of different colored lights coming from me. Almost in a trance, I stand perfectly still as I await something I’m not a hundred percent certain of as a memory rises.
By Skaoi_Nott3 years ago in Fiction
T-Minus Thirty Seven Minutes
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I couldn't tell you. It's part of the reason I like working on the outside of the station. Out here, everybody is deaf, not just me.
By E. A. Reece3 years ago in Fiction
You never get a second chance to make a first contact
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But the cries of a little girl have moved a whole galaxy.
By Luis Filipe de Moraes3 years ago in Fiction
Vickers Goes Down With the Ship
Chapter 1 - The Boatman “’Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say.’” Science Officer Cornet Barnaby Vickers was distracted – lost in a peaceful trance. Sleeping was never a regularly afforded luxury in the academy, and many of the cadets had trained themselves to rest by focusing on a single point. It was a makeshift form of sleeping, but it was incredibly rejuvenating compared to the alternative of struggling to convince a Cadre Instructor that one was not asleep.
By Charles Rix3 years ago in Fiction
Xanadu Rescue Crew
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, Or so they say.”
By C. H. Richard3 years ago in Fiction
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She settled in beside him, his body heat seeping through her clothes and staving off the cold. He had always been like a walking heater.it was a wonderful perk of spending time with him, never needed a blanket though she’d burrow beneath one anyway. They never spent much time cuddling because of it. He was tapping away at his Xbox controller, trying to unconscious a dinosaur so that he could then collect it. Sarah would then gleefully listen to him explain what it was, what it did, and all the stuff he could get with it. It was a typical night for them. She was content but pretty sure he was bored. He’d get fully consumed by his game eventually and completely forget she was there. The little icon that indicated someone in his tribe was active appeared in the top of corner of the screen. Sarah mood shifted as he put his headset on basically blocking her out. She threw her legs over his and got comfy. He wouldn't shew her away, but their night was basically over. She would get him back later before he went to bed if someone else didn't require his attention.
By Amee Moore3 years ago in Fiction
Joshua Campbell: The Man, The Myth, The Legend
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. The open air of a town-car was a different story. The solid black paint did little to muffle the sounds of a scream. Much less to muffle the voices on it’s radio, tuned straight to the back passenger, Joshua Campbell.
By Christopher Beesley 3 years ago in Fiction