Satire

Operation: Save the School
Interrogation — Okay, I know what you’re thinking. This looks bad, and why would he, a middle school meathead, want to save the school? First of all, ouch. Second, this was out of my control, it would’ve happened if I was there or not, and second..er.. thirdly, you’re not getting the whole story. Here, let me go over it for you, in all the gross detail. It all started on a Monday.
By Kyrin Sturdivant3 years ago in Fiction
Cockiness and it's evocative nature
Hello, you may want to reset your password for this one. This story is not for prudes or the morally judgmental (I can be a bit of both sometimes). Our very naughty Charles of Unsplash is clearly none of the above. His use of the plant and measuring ruler stick thing(y), I found profoundly metaphorically hilarious.
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Fiction
The Cake
The LED ring perfectly lit and reflected in her eyes as her webcast started. She had spent the better part of the day primping and preparing herself to do a Vlog about this topic. One of them had finally been caught and the punishment was about to be instant and swift. She was so glad that she would be one of the first to do a reaction to this trending topic. A member of the Resistance was to be executed publicly. Molly did a last-minute check of her lips puckering them in the camera before putting a last quick coat of lip gloss and finally checking her perfectly curled pink locks. She was ready. She smoothed out the wrinkles in her top and began.
By J.J. Kitazaki3 years ago in Fiction
I'm Suing a Theme Park for Twerkers Comp
It started with the stance. I was supposed to be a mouse, a cutesy girl cartoon mouse. I pored over the handbook for cast members. That's what workers are called so we won't feel bad about ourselves dressing up like the entertainment for a kid's birthday party. I thought I was doing a-okay.
By Vivian R McInerny3 years ago in Fiction
Backrooms Decrypted: Futuristic Halls (Level 15)
Level 15 of the Backrooms is also known as Futuristic Halls. It has a CLASS 0 survival difficulty rating. It is SAFE, SECURE, and FREE OF ENTITIES. Level 15 is a sequence of futuristic corridors with occasional pitch-black spots caused by a lack of lighting. When passing through these corridors on Level 15, the sounds of motors may be heard from afar. These sounds are produced by equipment housed in enormous rooms separated by reinforced metal doors. A portion of the walls of these rooms are composed of thick glass.
By Info3 years ago in Fiction
Backrooms Decrypted: The Infinite Apartment
You awaken, feeling carpet against your cheek. The strange, slightly out-of-date pattern you've come to expect from the Backrooms. What is that peculiar sound you can hear? This oddly tuneless easy-listening music is the kind you might find in an elevator, whisking you away to another world. Muzak that feels like it was written by a committee of mosquitoes as you stand, you see the similarly strange patterns on the wallpaper. This place never left the seventies, did it? Still, you'll take it over some limitless wilderness. It's time to figure out where you are and how you got here. You rise to your feet and begin to assess the environment around you. It seems as though you're in some kind of lobby, lined with elevators on both sides and marked entrances to stairways around the back.
By Info3 years ago in Fiction
Backrooms Decrypted: Surviving The Matrix (Level 12)
Welcome back, Explorer. You look tired. And of course, we don't blame you. You've had a long journey through The Backrooms so far, and considering some of the terrifying things you've seen over the previous eleven levels, who could blame you for losing sleep, there aren't many places in this frightening dimension where you can comfortably take the weight off your feet and just relax. Do you think you're any safer here, well, let's find out? Welcome to Level 12, Explorer. We hope you enjoy your stay. As you enter the level, you notice how different it seems from so many of the others. In many cases, levels of the Backrooms have been defined by their dizzying expansiveness. An office block that goes on for eternity. The endless, winding streets of a city that feels more procedurally generated than constructed by human hands. A field, misty and desolate, goes on and on and on and on. But that's not this level. It's a white room, not especially large or small. The gleaming paint job on the wall almost induces a kind of snow blindness. It's an unnatural level of crispness and clarity, like walking into some surreal screen saver. There's a door on the far wall, but strangely, you notice that there isn't a door behind you. Don't worry; you're too well versed in the ways of the Backrooms to be bothered by the logical inconsistency of that. You're instead focused on the chair and table sitting in the center of the room - as though you're preparing for a job interview, and your interviewer just happened to be late.
By Info3 years ago in Fiction
Zhane & Vitani Chapter 6
Vitani and Kimiko were at lunch anxiously awaiting the spaghetti the cafeteria serves every Thursday. Ooh, my mouth is watering right now, said Kimiko.
By Kylecovey Smith3 years ago in Fiction
The Great Millfield Magic Show
The sun was setting on the small town of Millfield, casting a warm glow over the bustling main street. People bustled to and fro, running errands and chatting with their neighbors as they went. At the end of the street, perched atop a hill, stood the old, dilapidated mansion that had loomed over the town for as long as anyone could remember. It was a source of constant fascination for the townspeople, with rumors swirling about the mysterious owner and the strange goings-on inside.
By ssawe3 years ago in Fiction
Pen ‘not actually mightier than sword’ & Woman hiker twangs branch into annoying husband
Pens "not all that mighty, actually" after taking major beating from swords A number of pens are today licking their wounds after being set upon by a baying mob of rampaging swords.
By jamie harding3 years ago in Fiction
The Frozen Wild West
The icy winds howled through the barren landscape as John “Snowshoe” Thompson trudged through the knee-deep snow, his long coat flapping behind him.
By Cody Depa3 years ago in Fiction
"The Witch of the Woods: A Tale of Courage and Friendship"
The kingdom of Arvandor was a land of magic and wonder, where dragons flew through the skies and unicorns roamed the forests. It was a place of great beauty and prosperity, ruled by a just and wise king.
By Preethi3 years ago in Fiction