Joining the HiveHoney was something that Mei Tanaka had never really seen the appeal of. It was sticky bee vomit, so what if it was sweet? She could just go with sugar – or, even better, splenda – if she was craving something sweet. So it was unfortunate that in the middle of a three week long road trip her old clunker decided to break down next to a stand on the side of a country road selling jars of honey. Mei had nothing to eat in her car, and when she called in she was told it would be three hours before anyone came to get her. It was in the middle of the country, and they implored her to understand it would take a while before any tow truck drivers were free to come at all.More Like This
So with a resigned sigh Mei hunkered down in her broiling car and watched the smiling man in white sitting behind the table covered in jars of honey. It wasn’t like honey she saw in stores either; from the display it looked thick – almost like a cream rather than the golden syrup Mei was used to seeing.
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"Oh boy, I had so much fun at the mall today." Jenny said as she was walking with Mimi and Izzy.
"Yeah. That game tired me out." Mimi said leaning on Jenny.
"Oh yeah, Dance Dance Revolution 3 is really tiring." Izzy sarcastically said.
"Shut up." They both said as the three laughed as a flash of light filled the sky.
"Woah!" The three looked up as a shooting star passed by overhead.
"Look at it." Izzy said.
"Yeah." Jenny replied as it seemed to crash in the woods as a big bang is heard.
"Did you guys hear that? It landed in the woods!" Jenny said leaving the sidewalk and walking towards the entrance to the woods.
"No, its already dark and I have to get home." Mimi said.
"Yeah." Izzy agreed.
"Come on you two chickens." Jenny mocked as the other two shrugged there shoulders.
"Okay, but if we all get in trouble its on you." Izzy and Mimi both said with there arms crossed as
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“The storm is 5 miles out. You better bunker down quick before this gets any worse.”
“Alright, roger that.”
After I hear the familiar static buzz, I put my walkie-talkie down and sigh. Right now it’s the morning of Christmas Eve, and I’m where most kids would dream of being: The North Pole.
For the past couple of days, my team has been set up here to study seismic activity happening around the northern geographic pole. Though it is by no means unusual for seismic activity to occur, the pattern in which it happens is baffling. In fact, it only happens one time a year, and that’s Christmas.
Though most people would think this would have to do with, dare I say, “Santa”, my superiors have already ruled him
HUMAIAR Chapter 1Darkness is the first thing that greeted me. What happened beforehand, never came to my mind. I opened my eyes upon awakening, which came with a sort of groggy feeling. As my vision and head cleared, I attempted to rub my head, only to see that all four of my limbs were being held in place by metal bindings. As a matter of fact, I was seemingly strapped to a some sort of metal table. I could not see what the table looked like as my vision appeared to be pointed to a white ceiling. There really wasn't anything about the ceiling that made it stand out. It was seemingly just a plain old white ceiling with a flat, smooth texture.More Like This
As I was laying there, I attempted to contemplate the situation I was in. I was trying to remember how I got here, but I had nothing. In fact, I couldn't remember anything prior to this point, including my identity. Despite this, I managed to avoid panicking and keep my composure to the current situation at hand.
As I continued to ponder about where I was, the tab
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=The Night of Round Two=
The chill wind of Planet Fistpunch's desert nights was gradually snaking it's way across the horizon. Great mountains of churning sands were seared a burning vermilion in the setting sun, lending to an image not unlike the very dusk itself being ablaze. The view was particularly spectacular from the balcony of Room c407 of the luxurious Armstrong Hotellesium. A fact that the room's occupant was pleasantly surprised by.
Shar turned from her current task of grilling a feast on her favorite cooking device/djinn slave to better observe the evening skyline of the surrounding city. With a slight gesture her mind continued to manipulate the various steaks and patties via a telekinetically controlled spatula.
Sunsets were something of a commodity to her due to how infrequently she was planetside. One as nice as this one brought the faintest hint of a genuine smile to her face, though it faded quickly upon hearing