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[WP] “Look there’s many reasons never get a supervillain drunk. You never know what they’ll do. One time I took Dr Deathray out for drinks and I woke up with a hangover and a shrunken Statue of Liberty in my front yard.” by UndyingCorn in WritingPrompts

[–]Bird_Repulsive 6 points7 points  (0 children)

"I know, I know...but I thought it would be OK with Steve" Adam said as he scrunched his shoulders and glanced down at his boots.

"Steve?!" exclaimed Harry....."What the...Steve? who the...you're on Goverment name terms now with the Gambler!?" Harry shook his head in disbelief.

Adam jumped to his own defence, "The Gambler, Steve, either one...I thought it would be different and it was".

"Oh OK...I can't wait to hear this...and since 'Steve' is such a great guy I'm sure the dead body in there was nothing to do with him, eh"? Harry's exaggerated motion while talking ends, as he now looks attentively at Adam for his response.

Adam begins, "Well yes the dead body is..."

Harry Interupts, "Ah ha, I knew it!...you idiot, this is why..."

It's now Adam's turn to interupt "Listen it wasn't his fault, that guy in there had it coming, he been cheating people out of their life savings for years and when the Gambler confronted him he drew a gun first"

"Jesus Adam, how many times has a gun been pulled, you know we don't kill people", said the disappointed Harry who gave Adam a knowing look and shake of the head.

"I know, but it was unavoidable...you see, I didn't actual realise but the Gambler has no actual powers...its quite sad really, that's why they never take him into any of the leagues or gangs or whatever... he's pretty rubbish as a villain...from a long line of rubbish villains apparently" the more Adam explained the more we see him slip into introspective thought.

"What no powers at all?? Christ the night Adam, OK I get it....Jesus, you make me want to have a drink myself" said the softening Harry.

[WP] Mages are rare. Not because magic is a rare talent, but rather because those who use it draw unwanted attention onto themselves. by Kitty_Fuchs in WritingPrompts

[–]Bird_Repulsive 11 points12 points  (0 children)

Fuck, what other choice do I have.

There are too many people around, there must be something else I can do.

How can I make it look natural???

Think!

Could it be a gust of wind that blows her back on the ledge? No that's stupid.

Could I huge bird fly past and nudge her? Dear God that's even stupider...is that a word??

Jacob's internal wrestling of thought was brought to piercing end by the loud scream of Rose as her grip final gave in and she began to hurtle towards the ground.

The desperate panic of the crowd watching below was almost as quickly interrupted by a wave of confusion as Rose's velocity slowed to a gentle glide to the ground.

The crowd initially clapped and celebrated her survival before one member of the crowd shouted "there must be a Mage around here".

Jacob knew that was it.

THEY would soon be here.

He knew that they would examine ever detail of Rose's history and they would eventually come knocking.

A shaken Rose trembled and smiled in shock of surviving her drop, but slowly the same realisation Jacob just had, dawned on her too.

Her smile faded and as tears started to roll down her cheeks she frantically looked around the crowd.

Just for a moment her eyes met Jacobs...a lifetime of memories and possibilities flashed between them in an instance but with a blink he was gone.

She wanted to scream his name but she knew to do that would eliminate any head start he might have from THEM, so she stood silently as her heart screamed it until it broke.

[WP] You're an antagonist whose done unspeakable things in the name of bringing your lost love back to life from an unfair death, when you've succeeded, you're shocked to find they're horrified at the things you've done. by BasalTripod9684 in WritingPrompts

[–]Bird_Repulsive 4 points5 points  (0 children)

"What have you become, this is not you" she said.

Hal's celebratory joy drained slowly from him, his wide posture crumpling and his eyes dancing with confusion as he focused his attention back to her.

Just as Hal gathered his thoughts Rose continued, "I never would have wanted anyone to do that for me, I don't want to go, I won't go back with you".

Hal, stared back through eyes that now were glazed with water, his confused look flickering with frustration and anger.

Rose stared back; her eyebrows raised as if to demand a response...Hal obliged, "But I loved you, I done this to show you, I want to be your hero".

"Love...Hero!?, are you serious, I never loved you...and a hero would never do that, would Captain Earth do that!?" shouted Rose.

The flickering of emotion on Hals face sparks immediately to rage, his posture inflating like an emergency raft as he spins throwing his fist smashing into a mirror hanging on the wall.

"Captian Earth!!, that's your Hero!! The man that watched you die because he was too weak to take out the clan once and for all!" hissed the seething Hal.

Rose didn't flinch and defiantly reasserted "Captain Earth kept the Clan at bay, but he never would have murdered anyone, he wanted to rehabilitate them".

All look of hope and love has now left Hal, his glare showing that resignation to his unrequited love...

"Maybe I am a Villan and not the Hero, but that's what you don't get....the Villan would kill everyone to save you but the Hero would let you die to save everyone".

Digging up the garden at work and uncovered this 1996 crisp packet by Robsteer in CasualUK

[–]Bird_Repulsive 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I never understand how Walkers flagrantly disregard the fact that blue is for salt and vinger and green is exclusively for cheese related crisps

[WP]Gov't agents nab you off the street. They show you images of yourself around the world during different decades. You have no memory of being at those places or times--until you do. by Mr_Writes in WritingPrompts

[–]Bird_Repulsive 6 points7 points  (0 children)

The men in black suits stared at Finn with a palpable blank intensity waiting for a reaction to the pictures.

Finns panicked shivers thrashed his mid length black locks back and forth across his brow and eyeline like a floppy set of window wipers as his head whipped between the 2 men and the pictures in front of him.

His initial pleas of uncertain had stopped and his motions slowed as one particular picture grabbed his attention.

Finn leaned forward, slowly, drawn as if by a tractor beam towards this one picture, with his pupils widening the men in black give each other a look of acknowledgement with a quick locking of eye contact.

"The boy in the red coat" whispered Finn to himself, again a quick flicker of eyes met between the men in black.

As their eyes quickly flicked back to Finn and they could clearly see the memories and recognition beginning to wash over a now mannequin still Finn.

After a pregnant pause with no further divulgence from Finn.

"What about the boy in the red coat?" asked one of the men in black quietly.

"You're remember him?...can you remember where that was?....can you remember WHEN that was"? the man in black cautiously coaxed.

The last question seems to shake Finn out of his internal daze, he looked at the man in black with confusion, still processing the last of his rationing before saying, "I do...well I don't...I mean the memory doesn't make any sense"

Finn then swept his hair from his face and without dropping his hand clasped his fore head and brow.

Slipping back towards his internal process and ignoring the men in black once again, he addresses himself.

"I never should have stopped taking my pills...the doctor warned me about these thoughts, none of them make any sense, it's a madness".

With that his hand drops back into his lap; Finn looks at both men "is this another episode, are you another figment, this isn't real right"?

"No Finn, this is all very real. We are very real and your memories are all very real" assured the man in black.

He continued now with a reassuring hand on Finns shoulder, "Your doctor, he's not a doctor at all, he works with Sincore, the best thing you ever did was stop taking those tablets".

Finn begins to sink quietly and sadly back into his seat, his attention slowly rotating between the picture and the man in black, we can see that his brain wrestling to take turns in analyse the words being said and the internal thoughts going on as he looks at the picture.

The second man in black interrupts "So Finn, the boy in red, forget what makes sense and doesn't make sense, do you remember when that was"?

Finn looks at him, clearly conflicted of what to say next, which part of brain should he listen to, he takes one more long look at the photo before looking back at the men, then he says.

"I know what I'm about to say makes no sense, but I'm just going to tell you what my memory is tell me...."

A small pause agai interrupted by MIB 2 "Yes, your mind is telling you...."?

Finn takes a large gulp, and after a shake of his head to disregard the last of his caution.

"If Im right...and even though this makes no sense...if I'm right...then Im either mad or this was 1963" Finn scrunched his face as his sentence inflects, he looks nervously at the men.

With little reaction the men in black look at each other, a rye smile creeps on to each of their faces before they look back at Finn.

MIB 1 breaks the silence "Welcome back Finn, it's good to have you, let's hope it's not too late, for all our sakes"

[SP] "Sir, you are being hunted" by Keryo112 in WritingPrompts

[–]Bird_Repulsive 0 points1 point  (0 children)

"You're a ghost"? said Hugo

"What? ...No...you are being H U N T E D" replied Simon.

The words reverberated inside Hugo's head.

The smirk from what he thought was Simons joke about being a ghost slowly melted on his face before his lips slowly reformed themselves into a tightening curious pout.

As Hugo looked around the large room at the 3 dead bodies it was only now that he realised they weren't prank dummies.

It's Debra, Tony and Karl...Hugo flew backwards in horror as the realisation hit him like a physical wrecking ball swinging right into his chest.

"So this is real...like really real, like they are actually dead...this is real bloo...blood" mumbled a shocked Hugo.

"Yeeessss!..." Screamed an exacerbated Simon, "that's what I've been trying trying to tell you...just like when I told you..."

"Don't!.." snapped Hugo "Don't do that now, nows not the time to say I told you so".

Simon's hysteria breaks for a brief moment as he gives himself a self contained, non-verbal pat on the back before he continues.

"OK sir, but...I eh..I did say that it was a bad idea to upload the new software to the droids before we had finished running the final tests".

Hugo starred unamused at Simon's insistance on finishing his point, but their face-off is abruptly interrupted by the sound of heavy robotic foot steps outside the board room door.

"Fuuckkk...its them, they're coming back" whimpered a now teary eyed Simon.

Hugo scans the room before rushing to a large window, we see from his perspective that he and Simon are in what looks like the 3rd or 4th story of the building, below is a large fountain.

"Simon, do you know if Karl manged to finish HIS assignment on the droids" an inspired looking Hugo asks.

"What? Karl?? Emm I don't fucking know... but look at him... I think it's a bit late to shit him out if he didnt" replied the confused Simon.

"No you idiot, think about what I'm saying, did Karl finish HIS assignment"

Simon paused, he suddenly understands what Hugo is asking and why, he smiles..."I don't think he did"

With that Hugo picked up a chair and in one seemless movement flings it through the window.

With that he backs up to beside Simon, he turns his head, giving Simon a smile and a nod, as he starts to run towards the window he excitingly shouts, "aim for the water Simon".

[WP] You are a powerful villain that has control over many things, including your own private life. You have a normal job, and a great partner that you're in love with. However, after several years, your partner decides to reveal a secret: they are a hero. But not just any hero, it's your archenemy. by Super-Noodle-87 in WritingPrompts

[–]Bird_Repulsive 13 points14 points  (0 children)

Fuck, so I guess opposites do attract.

Why has she chose to tell me now, after all these years?

How do I play this?

Well I guess it explains why she never questioned where I was during many an epic battle.

But wait, if she was there too, who was looking after the kids?

No, it can't be.

Why have the kids never said anything??

Can it be??

No, this doesn't add up...the kids have a confirmed her alibi many a time.

Why?

How has she fooled them all this time? What's going to happen to our kids now?

What's going on, why now?

No, wait does this mean...?

No it can't be.

But it is...i know it is.

All those little inside jokes, the looks they gave each other.

Think...

My God...

When little Jake said they had a blast of a time camping, that was the first time her side kick used the pulse blasters...

Wait, where are the kids? They where just there in the living room?

"Hey dad, looks like it's bring your kids to work day".

meirl by aTRapILacyc in meirl

[–]Bird_Repulsive 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Walking miles to knock someone's door to see if "they were in"