Flexible Workplace: Part 1Days are long at MagiCont. You spend an 8-to-5 job where you have to supervise a large group of willing workers in a company about the unexpected. For the first couple of days this is relaxing, but afterwards it gets repetitive and tiring. Wander, noticing this early on, allowed me to express my individuality in the workplace, which gave me the ability to train myself in contortion for four hours of a nine hour work day.
When I wake up in the morning, it's around 6 in the morning and the sun has barely come up. My neighbourhood is asleep and my house is completely quiet. During the night I usually curl up into a ball, bent backwards with my head just below my rear. The stretch not only helps me prepare for the next day, but also tightens my body up so I don't feel too loose to sleep. To help me feel comfortable in the stretch, I don't wear pyjamas but underwear, since it doesn't chafe.
This day was different. The previous night I was feeling extremely loose, even in the tight backbend,
Leotard 0: A Night out in TownI generally don't go out at nights for entertainment. Heck, I generally don't go out of my house at all. I work at home as an independent programmer, making games and applications that earn me a steady income. BASIC, PYTHON, CSS; I know them all and use them all quite often.Leotard 0: A Night out in Town3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I'm one of those people that enjoy contortion. Not really the kind that are on those pay-to-view websites or the circus, although I do join them occasionally, but the kind that appears as a hobby. I do enjoy standalone shows and acts, mostly because the art is demonstrated flawlessly and not as a time-waster.
This would explain why I was out. I had noticed on an upcoming contortionist's website that they were doing a performance in my city. She was an extremely flexible contortionist that always seems to wear the one leotard when performing. She was quite an attention-grabber to me for unknown reasons, and that's why I went: to see her performance.
The venue was quite small. After all, it was very old and low-quali
Charmed Part 1Charmed.Charmed Part 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Okay, its an authors indulgence bit in italics at the beginning of a story. I rarely read these and dont really expect any of you to. However, for those few who do, I think a bit of background is in order on this one.
Charmed is a fairly popular TV series about three sisters who happen to be witches. Although I didnt really watch it myself, my ex was a huge fan and I am aware of the main characters and plots. The thought of three pretty witches in one place struck me as too good to pass up and so I have written the following story. It takes place before Leo and Piper fall pregnant for those of you who follow the story, and apologies for blowing the plotline to those who dont. Anyway enough of the crap lets get on to normal service.
Hello, anyone home? Leo walked in to an apparently deserted manor.
In here honey. called Leos wife, Piper.
Leo walked through into the sitting room and found the three Halliwell sisters
The Storehouse - Chapter 3 Marty and Vanessa took cover behind an overturned table as a tongue of flame roared over their heads. The woman on the other side was wearing a leather corset with an attached pair of magical dragon wings, which allowed her to fly and breathe fire. The room wasn't big enough for the wings to give her an advantage, but the flame breath was trouble enough.The Storehouse - Chapter 31 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Man," said Vanessa, "I've heard of fiery redheads, but . . ."
"Please don't finish that sentence," said Marty. "This is bad enough without terrible puns."
"Oh, come on. Someone had to say it."
"You have any ideas for how to take this psycho down?"
"Well, there are two of us, and only one of her," said Vanessa. "If one of us creates a distraction, the other should be able to sneak around the back and, I don't know, put her in an arm lock or something."
"Do you know how to put someone in an arm lock?" said Marty.
The Storehouse - Chapter 4 It didn't take long before Elena was the backbone of the Storehouse. Being practically invulnerable to harm meant that she was the most fearless of all the wellspring keepers when it came to confronting the bad guys. Plenty of items had fallen into the hands of criminals who were willing to threaten a woman with a knife, and nothing took the wind out of their sales than seeing Elena shrug off a stabbing. And after that, when it came to interrogation methods, Elena found that the average crook tended to get chatty after she'd pulled his arm off and stuck it in a bag. She always gave them back afterwards, though. No need to get nasty.The Storehouse - Chapter 41 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
When she wasn't out on a job, she kept in practice around the Storehouse to prepare herself for unusual situations. She would take off one of her legs on a Monday and spend the whole week hopping around, just so she would have the coordination to get around with a missing leg if she had to. She also sparred with various c
The Three Blades - IntroductionMy name is Theodore, but I prefer Ted and I absolutely despise Teddie. I’m a nice even six feet tall, thin but not lanky, brown hair and eyes, and am a junior at Tetrade University. At this moment, I’m walking through the cafeteria in the student union, food tray in my hands, trying to find a decent place to sit and eat. I chose a couple slices of pepperoni pizza and a bowl of tater tots. There’s no such thing as a junior fifteen, I don’t care.The Three Blades - Introduction8 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Hey, this seat’s open!” I heard a bubbly female voice call out to me as I squeezed my way through the rows of occupied chairs. The bubbly female voice in question belonged to Emily. Cute, blond, decent sized rack(I’m a guy, these are the observations I make). She had picked out a much more reasonable chicken salad.
“Oh, thanks!” I said, pulling out the chair across the table from her and sat, “So, done with classes for the day?”
“Blah, one more.” She replied bef