JTB ch5: Crossroad
It was that hot time of year where high school students no longer need to wear blazers as part of their uniform. My school has been all fired up for the upcoming sports festival. But I was completely uninterested, so all there was for me to do was...
Homecoming Out: Epilogues
Pesto and Francesca's Epilogue "Fuck, I think I'm still hungover from homecoming..." Pesto muttered to Marty as they entered Grovedale High's grand atrium, filled with the typical half-hearted hubbub of a Monday morning. The homecoming decorations...
Homecoming Out Finale: 2/2
After nearly half an hour of deranged, degenerate partying, we had reached the tail-end of homecoming, where the wild hedonistic romping began to finally settle down to a calmer whoop whooping. Taking some time to relax by the suspended...
Clueless chapter 20: You can't tell anyone I'm fat!
Why did I ever think that would be a good idea?!?! Of course a chance to make out with Scott, 'fake-gay' prank or otherwise, was too good to pass up. But it was also too good to be true: no one said anything about him grinding up against my big gay...
Clueless ch19: Terrousified
The anticipation was remorselessly assaulting my sanity. Every second felt like hours. It was like a long-distance car ride with obnoxious children in the backseats constantly yelling "Are we there yet?" _When was it going to happen, when was it going...
My Precious Life
The pain was back. The pain of losing a friend. It had felt like only hours ago since Inigo was last flirting with the blind scholar, and now he's was gone. He was a corpse now, smeared with his blood and Roland's salty tears. It was all so surreal....
A Lead Crown Contribution: Inigo's Journal
She called me Ma'heed. ...The name of my father ...Son of a bitch. You know, it's funny, Geoffrey always told me I should keep a journal to keep my writing and spelling strong, though it took until after he died for me to finally listen. It's not...
A Lead Crown Contribution: The Evil is Real
"Hellen Astor, is it... well, it's certainly an orphan's name," the tan, slanted-eyed human woman spoke in a tepid drawl, her eyes gazing at Nicole like a snake, ready to strike at any moment. Not quite sure whether the comment should elicit a...
A Lead Crown Contribution Exchange: Home?
Tobias quite enjoyed his time studying in the tribal lands. The air was fresher, the grass greener, and best of all his work wasn't confined to books and lectures; he actually got to use his legs. All in all, it was a must needed respite from the...
A Lead Crown Contribution: A Bleak Outlook (part 2 of 2)
Geoffrey lay naked with Inigo in the guest bedroom. It was a white room, white walls, white bed, white ceiling, door... only the hardwood floor and antique dresser broking the color scheme. Yes, it was all white: the color of Geoffrey's fur. It was...
A Lead Crown contribution: War
Nicole Arnswold found herself in a world without color. It was the streets of Newport, she realized, as she staggered down the grey city road. In place of the bright orange sun, a searing white penny lay in its place; instead of the normal brine in the...
Tolerable Acquaintances Slash Partners in Crime
Inigo hated narrow areas with a burning passion. It just put him on edge: not being able to move around properly, the suffocating density that the air seems to gain, the dank smell... After a few days of being in the tight tunnels of this unground...