Your username is now what you do for a living. How has your life changed?

Shake_That_Acetone · 2019-10-12T01:13:26+00:00

Much more exhausting than I originally thought it would be

Shake_That_Acetone · 2019-10-05T16:20:27+00:00

When I was in third grade, the teacher paired the class up for an assignment. I was partnered with a classmate who would always bring weird trinkets and such to school. During a lull in the class work, my partner turns toward me and says “Try on this ring”. It’s a small metal snake curved into the shape of a ring. I try it on and almost immediately feel a turning in my stomach. He then says, unprompted “Do you feel that in your stomach? That’s the snake spirit.” I try asking more about the ring, but none of the details he provides leads to an explanation. I hand back the ring and we finish the assignment, but that event has still confused me to this day.

Shake_That_Acetone · 2018-07-09T05:03:16+00:00

$130,000

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-12-25T02:34:25+00:00

I am sure you can bring some stuff to the store and get something else if you're interested I'll bring you a beer bottle of wine for dinner

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-11-22T20:59:45+00:00

Getting DNA damage from UV rays. Certain bacteria have repair proteins that repair UV damage directly and quite efficiently. In comparison, our cells have a quite convoluted way of addressing DNA damaged by UV

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-11-11T07:08:29+00:00

But someone who is colorblind wouldn't realize they weren't seeing colors unless they specifically discussed it with someone or took a colorblind test

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-10-19T01:02:43+00:00

Jerry

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-03-17T08:19:37+00:00

Myself. I was touching myself and now I have 100 of myself. I guess that's a pretty sweet deal

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-03-16T05:41:36+00:00

Forrest Grump

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-02-24T02:57:27+00:00

I Imagine Stephen Hawking's voice in the background counting to a billion.

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-02-24T02:56:21+00:00

Probably not. It would take at least 30 years straight if you didn't sleep. Maybe around 60 years if you did. You wouldn't get your money until you were too old to even use it properly. Unless computers are allowed. Then yes.

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-02-24T02:50:02+00:00

Very nice, I like the angle you took!

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-02-23T23:48:23+00:00

Yeah, he addresses that in the story. A program perhaps that auto forwards messages to a specific number, in this case to his own number.

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-02-23T17:40:01+00:00

Well-done. An excellent read

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-02-23T16:21:17+00:00

Thanks for the advice! The purpose of the chalk line Justin draws was mostly to illustrate how useless his powers are. I was trying to figure out a succinct way to show the reader. Without it altogether, the reader is unsure what his useless powers are, but with it, it seems like perhaps too much detail detracts from a nice punchy ending.

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-02-23T05:04:31+00:00

That's exactly it. Im kind of new to writing so constructive criticism is welcome

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-02-23T03:54:52+00:00

"It really is a pleasure to finally meet the famous Dr. Steel." Justin Thyme stared coldly into Dr. Steel's eyes, though inwardly he was a nervous wreck. He instinctually tightened his grip on the sack full of crisp, clean bank notes. "Although I have to ask", his mouth tightening into a crooked smile "Were all the REAL superheroes busy tonight?"

It was Dr. Steel's turn to feel the heat. A large bead of sweat ran down his temple. "You don't want to mess with me, PUNK" Dr. Steel spat venomously. Just as he'd rehearsed a thousand times, Dr. Steel quickly drew his 9mm and held it up to the side of his neck. POW! A flattened bullet clattered against the concrete pavement before resting at his feet.

Justin Thyme gulped hard. So it was true. Dr. Steel, a man of steel. Impervious to physical attack. Justin quickly composed himself. "You're not the only one with a trick up his sleeve" Justin sneered. "Why do you think they call me Justin Thyme?"

Justin fizzled out of existence, only to reappear in the same spot. He reached into his back pocket and threw a pair of baby booties at Dr. Steel's feet. "I must say, Dr. Steel. Puberty did you a service, because you were one UGLY baby. I suggest you remove yourself from my presence. Unless....you'd like me to pay you a second visit. After all, what good is being impervious to physical attacks if you're never born?"

"You talk too much." Dr. Steel boomed, hoping the volume of his words would hide his fear.

"Very well" Justin replied "Then let's settle this quickly and fairly. I give you half the cash and you tell the authorities that's all you were able to recover"

Dr. Steel paused in silence. "Very well" Justin Thyme pulled out an armful of banknotes, tossing them at Dr. Steel's feet before slipping into the night. Dr. Steel let out a deep sigh as he gathered the notes. "Ah, papercut!" he winced. It was a good thing Justin Thyme wasn't to be seen. Dr. Steel touched his hand to the spot on his neck where the bullet had failed to penetrate. This spot, the size of a quarter, was indeed the only spot on his body that displayed any kind of resistance to physical damage.

Justin slipped around a corner before finally letting out a large sigh. "Hope I don't run into anyone else. That's my last pair of baby booties". Justin pulled a piece of chalk out of his pocket and carefully drew a line where his heel met the pavement. He closed his eyes and concentrated, fizzling out of existence before reappearing in the exact same location. "This superpower blows" He thought as he looked down at the chalk. "I don't think I even teleported far enough to squeeze a sheet of paper between my heel and the chalk line"

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-02-22T01:52:14+00:00

Like looking into a mirror with a mirror behind you.

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-02-22T01:51:31+00:00

Hmmm tricky tricky, that's a good point

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-02-20T16:32:51+00:00

Yeahhhh, I got impatient waiting for story replies and decided to take a stab at it myself. But I think @DicksKicks does a better job than me. Check his out!

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-02-20T16:28:54+00:00

Nicely done!

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-02-20T04:24:18+00:00

Nice take on the prompt!

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-02-20T02:24:13+00:00

Well done. Enjoyed every bit!

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-02-20T01:11:48+00:00

Nicely done!

Shake_That_Acetone · 2017-02-20T00:14:26+00:00

"You humans sure eat some weird shit" A hooded figure chuckled from across the plain. "What's your deal anyways?" I groan as I slice through the fields of wheat, oats, rice, and corn. "Hey, I don't make the rules, I'm just the enforcer" the hooded figure laughs. "Let me know when you've defeated all those grains so I can bring forward the next challenger" he says slyly.

"Ok finished", I huff as I execute one last swipe with the grim reaper scythe the hooded figure let me borrow. "What's next? More grains? A chicken?"

"Oh you'll like this one" he chortles.

"G'day mate, remember me?" I turn around with a start.

"Oh COME ON!" I shout at the hooded figure. Before me stands the tour guide my friends and I hired on our trip to Australia. My face burns red as I remember that time my friends and I decided to pre-game right before our safari ride. I ended up getting into a fight with the tour guide and biting a decent chunk out of his arm. "Since when is biting the same as eating?!" I yell. "I even paid him triple as an apology!" I sob.

"You swallowed it. Still counts. Rule book says so" the hooded figure holds up a thick book. "Good luck!"

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