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Leeroy Jenkins vs. The Death Star

by BARomero 9 months ago

“The battle station is heavily shielded and carries a firepower greater than half the star fleet. It’s defenses are designed …
The Dysfunctional Duo

by Nick 9 months ago

“Never seen one before?” Blake asked.

“What” Simon replied, confused as to the exact topic.

“A dead body,” Blake continu…
Plaster Rain

by Stovohobo 9 months ago

Greg held Adrien’s shoulder as they progressed down the halls. Adrien glanced over, and shrugged it off. Greg sighed.

“How a…
We are the Right Now

by [pens&feathers] 9 months ago

In the stillness of a summer night, I can’t tell if I’m awake or dreaming.

Everything around me is coated in a fine layer of…
Ascension

by [pens&feathers] 9 months ago

Looking back now, it seems like a dream – hardly tangible, somewhat blurry, and more than slightly askew on the shelf of my m…
The Denial of the Twinkie Addict Extroirdinare

by Saint Chuck 9 months ago

Okay, let me just say this right away. I’m not fat. I’m pleasantly plump. I just want to get back to my “before three kids” b…
The True (Albeit Anticlimactic) Story of How [pens&feathers] Got Her Name

by [pens&feathers] 9 months ago

So one day, I stumble upon this fabulous website called Ficlets.

Sign in through AIM. Okay.

Oh. Insert pen name here.

Pen…
Terkinville, Colorado (Population 340)

by Howie Amourscow 9 months ago

You could tell Murray was new to town even if you were new, yourself. He had his cellphone out and was taking blurry pictures…
The Red Tree Bleeds Tears

by [pens&feathers] 8 months ago

I wake with the delicate ache of everything I have seen and heard and felt gripping tightly on my heart. I am sitting on a ge…
The Interstice

by Stovohobo 8 months ago

Everett was one of the few who knew the Governments were slowly forming an interstice between them. With each passing day, ea…
On Winter

by [pens&feathers] 8 months ago

I wrap the blue scarf tightly around my neck
And settle in its simple warmth
As I break through the icy puddles
In my brown b…
Midnight to Miss You

by THX 0477 8 months ago

Far from dusk but not close enough to dawn, he sat bolt upright in bed. The sweat flung from his forehead and spattered acros…
When Happiness Walks Out

by [pens&feathers] 8 months ago

Faith touches too few, and Sadness sits by too many.

Blank expression, there’s a man in the corner who’s met Desperation on …
Lady in Waiting

by Ana Cristina 8 months ago

From where I stand in the garden I can see her face, pale and pinched. It is hateful to me.

The king speaks with me, taking…
Straight out of the Rain

by [pens&feathers] 8 months ago

I know it’s Henry when I hear the bell from the top of the door.

He comes over to the counter of the small diner, hair stre…
Brandy (You're a Fine Girl) {Ana Cristina's Lyric Challenge}

by Alexa ♥ 8 months ago

“Brandy, you’re a fine girl,” Burt slurred.

“What a good wife you would be,” Bob agreed.

_“Your eyes could steal a sail…
Up All Night

by Crown Me Tarzan, King of Mars about 1 year ago
Up All Night, Part 2

by Crown Me Tarzan, King of Mars about 1 year ago
You Can't Beat Pirate Pete

by YodaOnCrack about 1 year ago

Pirate Pete ascended the wooden spar of the main-mast
and grasped one of six dangling ropes. His tar soaked
black hair was …
Twelve Inch High Underdog

by YodaOnCrack about 1 year ago

As a nine year old Jack Russel terrier, George had seen
many marvelous things in the the New Zealand town of Manaia.
From ch…
Stepping into the dark

by Secret77 about 1 year ago
The Butler's Secret

by Kevin Lawver about 1 year ago

“Yes sir, right away, sir.”

“Thank you, Philip.”

Philip turned smartly and walked quickly towards the kitchen to fetch his …
A Hero's Burial

by Kevin Lawver about 1 year ago

The kids ran back to the relative safety of the candy store crying. They told Mr. Jeffries about the pit bulls and what old G…
Into the Ocean, End it All...

by Armour Vivant about 1 year ago
When It Ends For One, It Ends For Both

by Kevin Lawver about 1 year ago

“What if I’m not ready?”

“I don’t know. I thought we’d just, you know, stop being married and move on.”

“But, we’ve got the…
Bleeder

by Pearls and Formaldehyde about 1 year ago

The dim glow of flashlights shined in front of him. By now, Mykel had gotten used to the blinding glow and looked ahead with …
Eight Dollars in Cuba

by YodaOnCrack about 1 year ago

Just two blocks from home, Lazaro collapsed on the street corner. His wife and four children had exhausted their monthly food…
"Worms" / A Prayer / No Coin Changes Hands

by Howie Amourscow about 1 year ago

The worms’ hands were cold. They’d slowly been drained and fed until they were soulless but living slaves of Mykel’s purchase…
Picture Perfect Ending

by Pearls and Formaldehyde about 1 year ago

The smell of blood and smoke was thick in the air. Bodies surrounded me, some friends, others foes. Though they all had the s…
Summer Snow

by Howie Amourscow about 1 year ago

I was mindlessly staring out the window when it started snowing. “The wind is blowing west,” I thought. My brain was numb ‘ro…
The End of May

by Pearls and Formaldehyde about 1 year ago

“How’s your burger? Hopefully better than mine…” Mike muttered, eyeing the McDonald’s double cheeseburger with slight disgu…
Stevie Is Not A Murderer

by Laine P. Grey about 1 year ago

I had heard the allegations, seen his face on the news, but once I saw his eyes, I knew I could not turn him in. Although all…
Grade-A, Top-Secret

by Laine P. Grey about 1 year ago

After just a few minutes, it was apparent that Stevie wasn’t smart. Not in a typical sense, anyway. If you had told my Aunt A…
A Pair Of Blue Eyes

by Howie Amourscow about 1 year ago

Philip placed the sandwich next to Mr. Peters. The old man grabbed it and bit into it without taking his eyes off the busines…
The Devil in a Shop Window

by Kevin Lawver about 1 year ago

Lazaro stumbled to his feet and started walking, holding the four dollar bills crumpled in his fist. He walked a few steps th…
Angel in the Storm

by Suburban Saint about 1 year ago

And after moments of perfect silence I turn to her. With her arms still around my waist, and a gentle warmth filling my sides…
Ready to rock?

by Sean about 1 year ago

“Ready to rock?” the manager asked.

“You know it, baby,” I replied.

“Follow me to the stage then, lads,” he said, and led m…
Basil, Rock God

by Kevin Lawver about 1 year ago

We made it to the stage, and I was already starting to chafe. I’d never worn leather pants before, and they not as sexy as yo…
The Doors

by YodaOnCrack about 1 year ago

Sister Laura walked briskly toward the house on Holly Lane.
The meeting had been scheduled for 6:00 p.m. and it was
now 5:57…
God's Fist

by Kevin Lawver about 1 year ago

The comet streaked overhead and over the horizon, then we saw it. There was a flash of white light, then nothing for a couple…
She Finally Woke Up

by Read. Write. Revolution. about 1 year ago
The Smell of Dead Cigarettes

by Suburban Saint about 1 year ago

Walking into the room I can barely make out the faces of those seated by the walls. Only about thirty by thirty feet, and ven…
Mr. Benjamin Scott (sq. to Smell of Dead Cigarettes)

by Suburban Saint about 1 year ago

Above the door I came in through is a small speaker box. The kind you would find in any doctors office or school class. The m…
More Grog, Please!

by YodaOnCrack about 1 year ago
Stealing Lyrics

by MeAndTheMoon about 1 year ago

“You come from a place that hurts.” I said, looking into his eyes.
“Isn’t that a line in a song?” He asks. He knows my music…
One Last Dance

by cracks in a sidewalk about 1 year ago

I would only dance when no one was watching. Through the meadows and the woods, through the fields and the autumn leaves. I w…
The Corporation, Inc.

by YodaOnCrack about 1 year ago

To begin with, the majority of the people working at “The
Corporation, Inc.” were friendly and welcomed the
opportunity to …
The Waitress

by MeAndTheMoon about 1 year ago

It seems so cute. Great looking guy comes back to crappy restaurant to eat crappy food just so he can see the hot waitress. I…
The Rotten Apple

by YodaOnCrack about 1 year ago

The United States Portal Transport Sytem (U.S.P.T.S) had
evolved into a robust mode of transportation by the year
2017. Porta…
Slain

by Suburban Saint about 1 year ago

Names are funny things. A name that starts out sounding strange and lopsided soon, after saying it endlessly, begins to roll …
Black Gowns

by Laine P. Grey about 1 year ago

They stood out in the dirty streets. Somehow, the black of their gowns was brighter than the monotonous gray of the underbell…
Only one pair of shoes

by khepa about 1 year ago

I could make Imelda Marcos jealous. A billionaire like me could easily build a collection of three thousand pairs of shoes. H…
The Poor Boy Rich

by cracks in a sidewalk about 1 year ago

He heard a rapping at his door that was so quiet it was as if the person knocking were too shy to make such a noise. He put h…
You Know Me

by YodaOnCrack about 1 year ago

Sister Laura looked around the room, eventually fixing
her eyes on the circa 1959 Hi-Fi stereo situated precisely in
its cen…
The Firmament Cracked

by Howie Amourscow about 1 year ago

We gathered beneath it, dozens becoming hundreds, staring up at the spreading cracks in the firmament. Some held hands, some …
The Invisible Hand

by YodaOnCrack about 1 year ago

“I want to kill you — I want to kill you — I want to kill you —
This is the end — This is the end — This is the end —”

An in…
A different Way of Thinking

by Richard Peck about 1 year ago

His hands vigorously danced across the faded keys, like lightning across a dark horizon. His head bobbed back and forth with …
Walk - Down - the - Hall

by YodaOnCrack about 1 year ago

The lights dimmed and the music ended, as Sister Laura
huddled near the stairs, trembling on the dusty hardwood
floors. She…
Jars of Nothing

by [pens&feathers] 12 months ago

There were three jars that lived on the mantle in the old house, above the over-sized fireplace. They were all exactly identi…
Alex 1:1-13

by BARomero 12 months ago

(1)In the Beginning… There was Nothing.

(2) Then He created the World, placing in it oceans and rivers, mountains and vall…
"Do You Feel That?"

by BARomero 11 months ago

“Are you all right, Henry?” It was Aaron’s mother. “Can I get you something?”

Henry turned to face her. The Pulse seemed to …
Four AM at the Train Station

by [pens&feathers] 11 months ago

It’s 4 AM at the train station.

He’s sitting, alone, on a hard wooden bench. Light filters in through the skylight, illumina…
Xela 1:1-12

by [pens&feathers] 11 months ago

(1) In the beginning… there was nothing on the barren Earth. Everything was cold and desolate.

(2) A gigantic life-bearing…
A Pattern

by BARomero 11 months ago

The campus doctor examined Henry on Monday, and gave him a clean bill of health. The ambient noise of the city and a school g…
Going Home

by BARomero 11 months ago

Henry sat in front of his gate at Logan Airport, hoping that his earlier semester work would overcome his performance this la…
On the Way Home

by [pens&feathers] 11 months ago

It was well past midnight. We had all of the car windows rolled down, and a balmy summer breeze filtered through my hair. He …
A Sequence Isolated

by BARomero 11 months ago

He went crazy from one note. He couldn’t get it out of his head. I think it was an A.

Henry couldn’t help but think of _Se…
Alphabetized Wonders

by Laine P. Grey 11 months ago

My mission was simple. My mission was pure. Sort of.
I know it is gonna sound really weird, maybe even slightly sick, that so…
Before the Desert's Revenge, the Old Lady's Past

by -LadyInRed- 11 months ago

She had spent her entire life as a doormat,a thing to be used until it became a hindrance. She was tired.Her children wanted …
The State of the City

by [pens&feathers] 11 months ago

There’s a smell in the air that tells me it is going to rain. In the summer, when the tar of the streets gets hot, it gives o…
You are Beautiful

by [pens&feathers] 11 months ago

Wednesday mornings in the park are not crowded as a general rule, especially in the middle of October. That’s why I love to g…
Of Last Meals

by Howie Amourscow 11 months ago
A Detour-Taking Person

by [pens&feathers] 11 months ago

I am a cat person. I am a night person. An outside, autumn, sing-at-the-top-of-your-lungs, fall-down-every-set-of-stairs pers…
Sequence Identified

by OrionBlade 11 months ago

Henry took a break to drive to his aunt’s place and meet up with the neices and nephews he’d neglected over the holidays. Whe…
Dial Tone (9-1-1)

by [pens&feathers] 11 months ago

He frantically picked up the phone, but even when he pressed at the illuminated blue numbers on the key pad (9-1-1), he was…
Back to School

by BARomero 11 months ago

“This is terrible!” Henry’s sister, Emma, had wandered into his room looking for him. Now she was sight reading his comp book…
The Blueprint

by BARomero 11 months ago

Sound, and for that matter any vibrational energy, can be measured in three ways. By amplitude, or volume. By frequency, or…
Meridian - The Threshold

by [pens&feathers] 11 months ago

“Is this some kind of joke?” Jerry asked, walking a circle around the shining, white door. He was suddenly wary of this man, ...
Broken Glass (Seconds Left)

by [pens&feathers] 11 months ago

A thump. A bang. A crunch.

And the crystaline sound of glass hitting the floor. In a second he knew it’d found him and he…
Orange Blossoms, Lava Rivers, and Balloons

by YodaOnCrack 11 months ago

Dalia the little girl giant clutched the group of multi-colored
balloons and smiled, delighting in her surroundings. Below he…
Not Quite the End

by [pens&feathers] 11 months ago

Bethany’s breath caught in her throat – fire, the one thing that made her tremble above all others. An irrational fear, no do…
The Programmer

by BARomero 11 months ago

Henry and Aaron agreed that along with a mathematician and an engineer, they would need a computer programmer and a physicist…
The Physicist

by BARomero 11 months ago

“Absolutely not,” Samir Assad said when Henry showed him his designs and asked him to join the project team as physicist. “Wh…
Black Coffee

by Sophia D'Soleil 11 months ago

The large shadow’s pistol lowered to his side. His head jerked to the side and someone came and untied me. The curtains were …
Teach me to Live [25]

by Sophia D'Soleil 11 months ago
I'ma Gonna Make You an Offer You Can't Refuse

by Stovohobo 11 months ago

I gulped as the old-fashioned Peugeot 404 pulled in the drive, rims gleaming. The headlights illuminated the gravel as I inev…
A Brief Glimpse Into the Mind of Stovohobo

by Stovohobo 11 months ago

Hmmm…ok. www.ficlets.com. Click. Sign in… Click.
username: stovohobo4
password: (series of dots)

Home. Click.

Oh …
The Endless Corridor

by Stovohobo 11 months ago

They didn’t call it the Endless Corridor for nothing. It really was endless, stretching off into infinity. In fact, it’s st…
We're the Antithesis

by [pens&feathers] 11 months ago

He’s always been a punctilious sort of person: precise. Always on time. A place for everything. In his car, he puts his favor…
A Day in the Life of Stovohobo's Cat

by Stovohobo 11 months ago

Sunshine.
Blink. Yawn. Get up off the ground. . .Ok, one, two, heave!
Ok. Up. Catlike butt-up-in-the-air stretch.
Ah, that’s …
Do a little funny business in Mexico, amigo?

by Sophia D'Soleil 11 months ago

BANG BANG BANG! incessant shots were being fired all around me. He had kicked me off the bed and shot right over my head at t…
All Aboard

by Stovohobo 11 months ago

A rusty old locomotive creaked into the station. People from every different place you could think of were lined up at the do…
Teach me to Live [30]

by Sophia D'Soleil 11 months ago

Sven was not your average Swedish dude. He was short, muscular and Latin. He looked more like a Javier or a Ricardo, but Ritc…
The Sovereign's Sentence

by Stovohobo 11 months ago

Judge Dench handed the Marshall a pulsating orange globe. “I believe I have…two thousand, three hundred sixty-eight memorie…
Teach me to Live [31]

by Sophia D'Soleil 11 months ago

Ritchie got his schedule and Sven had to explain most of the things that were on it. First thing in the morning on Monday he …
The Roost

by Stovohobo 11 months ago

The Roost turned out to be the hollow spire set above the Marshall’s penthouse. It was at the very top of the Tower, and comp…
She Leaves for College, Take One

by [pens&feathers] 10 months ago

When I got there, she was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the empty room, surrounded by cardboard boxes. She was wearin…
I Almost Feel Creative Tonight

by [pens&feathers] 10 months ago

I almost feel creative tonight, on the beach out underneath the stars, crickets singing out in chorus, grass rustling gently …

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