Zander : Evil genius ? « Heeyyyy everyone !!! Make room for your favorite evil rooooockstaaaaaaaaar… ZANDER THE GREAT ! » It was soon noon and the place was jam-packed. The concert was about to begin and the band Profound Indigo was already on stage. Everything was perfect, the weather was great and Profound Indigo has always hosted great shows. Everything WAS perfect. Until a stranger made his appearance. He climbed the safety barriers and struggled to get on stage but after a long and embarassing minute, he managed to stand next to the lead singer. The stranger was tall, with a bass in his hands and dressed like a stereotypical metal fan. « Okay, now that I got everyone’s attention I can finally get my revenge ! » said Zander as he turned to the band next to him. « Do you guys remember when you rejected my application to join you ? You’re going to regret it, I’ve acquired some… talent ! He began to play on his bass, the sound magically amplified. « Once you hear me play music, you’re hyptonized and forced to dance until exhaustion ! » Already, the crowd was dancing in rythm. « AHAH NOW WHAT ? SEE HOW YOUR FANS ARE DANCING TO SOME AUSTIN BEAVER ! » Unfortunately, Profound Indigo was hypnotized as well, leaving Zander the only lucid person. « Ugh why am I so bad… I guess I’ll have my time to shine another day… »
Zander The last thing he expected this summer was an invitation to Tess's dumb house party. Who would want an outcast to come to their party? Exactly; nobody would. After Zander's band went down and sold my drum set, nobody liked him. When he arrived to her house, his eyes widen in shock her neighbors haven't called the cops. Her house practically shook from the loud music. Zander hopped the fence and went to chill by the pool. Even though it's a house party, you'd expect people to be outside with the pool, but it's a ghost down populated by Zander. He listened to the muffled music coming from inside the house. He brought extra clothes, so he took off his shirt. Zander slowly stepped into the warm pool until the water was up to his bare chest. He heard one of his band's song from the house, only muffled like the others. Zander smiled and pretends to play the drums, his pointer fingers as the drum sticks. When a loud crash occurred, he mimicked it with his hands. On the other side of the pool, water that once was still, made a column about 4 feet from the pools surface. Zander does it again, and to his amusement, the column went higher. "I'm Katara," he said sarcastically. Then an idea pops into Zander's head. He remembered Aang (from the same cartoon as Katara) made a water octopus. So he did as well.
-A GENIUS APE- It was mid-summertime, the forest got a bit dry and the sun's heat flashes damn hard through all the land. Ata, a teenage ape decided to search through the woods and find something to eat and some water for his younger sisters. While he was on his way he saw the city from above the cliff. He was thinking "Why do all of them (the people) seem to have no problem for food? They have everything they need in one place. Yet they seem so stressed and bored." He thought it deeply while continuing his journey in search of food. Later on, he saw a cave with something brightly shining inside, he entered the cave with a bit of fear, slowly..until he reached that shining thing. He saw a purple crate with something written on it (PIMD). Because he can't read, he decided to just open the crate. First try was a fail, second, third till his fifth try he failed. He tried smashing it with rocks but it seemed indestructible. So he searched through it and found a hole in front of it, then he knew that he maybe needs to put something inside to open it. He inserted a small branch of a tree and poof, he was shocked of what came out of it. A wild hypnocat jumped out of him, licks his face and went back inside the crate. He slowly gets up and put his hand inside the crate while his eyes are closed. He got a cellphone from it, and at the time he looked on the phone, he learned 24 languages in a snap and even thought of the idea, what do i need to make humans love animals? how can I mix them with us in a certain way? All through that day he made an app just using that single phone and called it "Party in My Dorm" - created by A Thinking Ape. From that day on, the app boom through all the humans which made them see the animals in cuter and more exciting way. With that app he made humans love animals more and made humans live with them in a harmonuous way of life. None all of them knowing that what they got addicted to was created by a single thinking ape, Ata. PS: Sorry this is all i got. Hope you guys like it.
Never participated in a contest, why not start now? This short story is about Kiran. *Alarm clock ringing* Kiran let out a groan, was it morning already? She tried to roll over to the other side of the bed, but annoyed that she couldn’t she looked over to see the stranger from the pub last night still asleep in her bed. “Please..get out.” She thought before she nudged the girl’s elbow, with no response she did it again. She felt a flicker of electricity fly through her, it was exhilarating. She’d never felt this before at all, she had no idea what the hell just happened. The girl sleeping next to her didn’t like it all though. She let out a loud screeching scream that annoyed Kiran even more. “ WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?! “ Kiran looked down at her dumbfounded, “I….I have no idea what is going on…” The girl, infuriated yelled, “ DELETE MY NUMBER.” grabbing her jacket and shoes before stomping out of the apartment. Kiran thought of apologizing, but frankly she didn’t care. She looked over at the alarm clock, realizing she was going to be late she rushed with her morning duties and left for work. Kiran ran into the huge structured building, pressing the elevator frantically hoping she wouldn’t be too late, and yet again she felt that exhilarating electrified feeling rush through her fingers again. “Hey, the elevators are out for today, take the stairs.” The receptionist said. But she was shocked to see the elevator doors sliding open again. Kiran was shocked and scared of what she could do...so she ran out of the building, never looking behind her. “What am I going to do about this?” Hope you enjoyed!
Alexa rubbed her eyes as she slowly woke up. She frowned as her head thumped as If it were playing the drums. Turning her head she noticed the time she was going to be late for class! She rushed to get ready running out the door passing people noticing they had numbers above their head. "What is going on?!" she thought. She slowed her pace and noticed everyone had a number some large and some very little. what did it mean? Confused she walked into class sitting down she noticed her friend Marcy had a very little number above her head 2 minutes!!! what did these numbers mean??? "I HAVE TO FIGURE OUT WHAT THESE NUMBERS MEAN"She yelled. "Bro Calm down this aint math" John said. "Yes it is." Marcy said with a snicker."No Wonder Your failing" Alexa saw the teacher walking in "all right class I'll be passing back your test today some of you did good and others of you did just bad" He said with a smirk as he was walking around Alexa horrifyingly thought what if this was like the movie she just watched where the countdown was the end. she stared at Marcy wanting to warn her and not knowing what it even meant she saw Marcy's number getting a lower 10,9,8 the teacher handed Marcy her test back right as the number hit 0. Alexa looked around confused nothing had happened or, so she thought after a long boring lecture she slowly saw some numbers going down 1500 to 500 as students fell asleep. Finally the bell rang she decided to stop Marcy because her number had reset. "how did you do on the test" Marcy asked. "I got an A how about you"Alexa said I failed. Alexa realized the countdown most be for when you failed your next test. I got to go she said to Marcie as she ran to the bathroom wanting to know what her number was she looked in the mirror slowly and saw nothing.
The Adventures of the Traveler JD. As JD strolled through the narrow alleyway he could sense something amiss. Was it the raindrops on the dark pavement, or was it footsteps narrowing the distance? All JD knew for sure is he could feel eyes watching him, and they meant him harm. Having seen some things in his life, JD was still calm, if only barely. “I have you in my web now” the voice echoed off the crumbling brick. JD’s voice might have cracked a little as he replied, “Who’s web do I have the pleasure of being in”. It is I the Black Widow”. JD wasn’t sure if his pants were wet from the rain, or if he had an accident. He replied just the same, “Its always a pleasure ma’am”. He felt breath upon his neck, but could not see a mouth, pressure in his soul, but could not feel an anvil. What he could feel was the teeth enter his neck, and the paralysis creep up his feet, until it worked its way to lips that could not move to scream. “This is a fine predicament I’ve gotten myself in”, he thought to himself. “This weather is so melancholy, I think I will drain you in the morning”, the raspy voice growled. JD kindly replied, “I have been told my blood is the sweetest at first light”. Then he hummed the song “Sweet Home Alabama” through half paralyzed lips until he heard arachnid snores fill the space. JD knew he better figure something out fast. And as the time crept into the early hours he did not disappoint. See in Alabama spiders bite all the time, and JD had developed an immunity if you will. His arms began to move slowly at first , then his legs, but he kept very still indeed. He waited until the sun cast shadows at his feet, and he knew the time was right. “Ma’am if you don’t mind, I think I’m about as sweet as I’m ever going to get”. He heard a yawn, as the raspy voice said, “Fine, a early breakfast it will be. He watched as eight hairy legs scurried towards him, but he did not move a muscle. He waited until one leg touched his shoe, then quickly raised it smashing it down, then wiped crushed remains on the concrete. “I’m really sorry about that ma’am, but I do have a long ways to go still”. He then slowly made his way through the alleys and to his destination. JD the traveler as it turned out had a super power, as he had to prove once again. You see JD was a ‘good ole boy’, and superpower as it is, you just can’t keep a good man down.
Molly the Kitten It was a long time ago, a whisper on the wind, the legend of Molly the Kitten passes through the lips of thou tale giver. Our story begins on the depths of sunset. It was a fast, approaching night. Molly was wheeling home in her wheelchair. Due to missing her bus, she had a dark alley she had to wheel through. Some say it was haunted by the Black Cat. Those who go down this path without haste are never seen again. Molly was lost in her thoughts daydreaming about the life she thought she would have. The one cheerleading with Alexa and living an independent life. Oh how she wanted to be free from this wheelchair. In a snap, the wheelchair flew forward and she spilled out on the rough stones beneath her. She skinned her knees badly. She frantically tried to upright her wheelchair but with no help, she was stuck face first on the ground. A whisper... or whiskers.. there was a small mew. A cat dark as pitch spoke to Molly. "I hear your plea little one. The life you want in which you are fine. I can make your life rewritten. But you will become a kitten." Molly was entranced in the cat's eye glint. The lock of eyes submitted her decision they say. Some believe she is the brown and white cat seen around the college. A therapeutic cat that helps all to this day who are mentally and physically anguished. This story is exactly 250 words when you include the title and exclude this last piece and all the bb coding
“Man this guy gets more airtime than the mayor” a bulky man in his sixties murmurs to his group of friends at the bar. “Well he solved like 17 crimes in 2 weeks, he deserves it” the bald guy sitting next to him responds. The bulky man scoffs. “18” Zander says while walking past the group, “I just heard he solved another”. “Did he now?” the barkeep exclaims while serving the group their drinks. The old man goes again “What exactly is his power even? Subtext, what a stupid vigilante name.” The barkeep chuckles while explaining “He can read the actual hidden meanings and motives behind the words spoken by people.” “So he’s smart?”, a voice questions. Zander interjects “From what has been reported, it seems like he knows the actual words a person wants to say rather than what he’s saying”. “Whatever he does, he’s not a hero. His post on Mayor’s interview caused mass panic just last week” the voice argues back. Zander turns to the voice “Yeah he did do that. However I'd love if I could get that superpower. At least I’d know what my lover means by I’m fine and go have fun”. “Like you could get a girlfriend”, the bulky man quips. The group bursts into laughter. Zander stands there embarrassed and decides to head home. The barkeep yells “See you again tomorrow mister”. Zander waves back. “You may not get a girlfriend, how about a boyfriend” the subtext read. Zander smiles and leaves.
Dear Diary June 17, 2018 Today, I robbed a bank. As usual, passing through the security was as simple as child’s play. I guess I can thank my hidden ability : since I was a little girl, I could hide in shadows. Anyway, now that I’m rich I can do anything ! June 23, 2018 I’m already broke. I spent all the money on sweets and jewels. And ugh, I don’t even like the ones I bought. I should have stolen them as well but I don’t want people to be too careful about thefts. I need to get some money soon. July 2, 2018 I still don’t have money. I wanted to rob a casino but there’s too much light. My power wouldn’t work there. Instead I rob a toddler of his ice cream. Not really glorious but it was hot this afternoon and I needed some refreshment. July 5, 2018 I found a way to keep money for longer than a week ! I can just deposit it at the bank ! I can’t believe I didn’t think of this earlier. July 7, 2018 I know why I didn’t think of this earlier. I would have too much money to deposit, the bank would be suspicious. Why does being a supervillain require so much efforts ? Maybe I should stop being Tess the villain and become Tess the superhero. July 15, 2018 Nevermind, I love candies and jewels too much to give up the thief life.