My friend’s been locked up for a while now. He’s been begging me for ages to share this with people. For the record, I don’t believe any of it. But I promised him I’d write down everything he said verbatim. Take it or leave it as you please. You’re not gonna believe me. No one ever does. But I’m gonna tell you my story and you’re gonna have to decide if I’m a murdering and lying asshole or not. I’m currently a resident in San Quentin State Prison doing life without the possibility of parole. In other words, I’m fucked. Unless Jesus comes down and saves my ass, I’m gonna die in here. The … [Read more...] about “Something”
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I.M. Rainekorre
M. Rainekorre It’s been years upon years since this tale has been told. But now, it’s back, from me to you. Today is the day. Halloween. Ninety years ago today, we were found. There were hundreds of us, seemingly with only one thing in common. Our unusual lack of teeth… This tale takes place but a day before Halloween. October 30th, to be exact. It was a nice, but chilly fall evening. My girlfriend and I were walking through a forest, just enjoying each other’s company. That was when we heard it. *CRASH*. “Wh- What was that?” she asks, always the one … [Read more...] about I.M. Rainekorre
Berokdarr
My youth was… well rough to say the least. I wasn’t very popular in elementary school, and this was before everyone segregated off into their own little cliques. You know goths, band geeks, sports jocks, the tropes to which we all inadvertently adhere to, sometime in middle school. Anyways, I wasn’t popular before that scene at hit our prepubescent bodies. My only friend was Wesley. Wesley was like me, sort of. We shared similar interests. He liked Star Wars, I liked Star Wars. He collected Digimon cards, and I collected Digimon cards. The only true difference between Wesley and myself was … [Read more...] about Berokdarr