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FFM 2018, July 28 - Dybbuk
I'm writing this as a warning to everyone: if a relative or a loved one, especially one you haven't been close with for a long time or who lives far away suddenly contacts you and wants to talk about Dybbukism, do not talk to them!! Do not meet them, do not return their calls or messages. Block them everywhere, and forget they ever existed. Even if it's your own sister. Consider my story a warning example. Everything I write here is true. My sister, let's call her Ann (not her real name) and me were never close growing up: she was ten years older than me, and by the time I started school she had already moved away from home. But we kept in
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FFM 2018, July 27 - Closet
Jeanette found the portal to the other world the day her fiancé left her. She had been crying so much she had run out of napkins, and when she went to the closet where she stored the big bag of paper towels, the back of the closet had been replaced with a glowing portal. The shock of it was enough to pull her out of her depression. She opened her mouth to call for Jason, but then she remembered he was gone. Good. He wouldn't have been able to enjoy it anyway. The problem with the portal was that she was the only one who could see it. Taking pictures of it only gave her embarrassing photos of the back of her messy closet. She brought he
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FFM 2018, July 26 - She Saw Everything Clearly
Being a guard in the only place in the world where they stored Unobtainium was, as far as Faith was concerned, just one step below actually being a super-hero. The only problem was of course that no-one could a) know that this was the only place in the world where they stored Unobtainium, and b) super-heroes were presumably paid better? The a) part was really quite a bummer. For example: the storage place was a large industrial warehouse, where they (on paper) stored parts for nuclear reactors, and everyone of her colleagues pretended that this was all they were guarding. She did like to obliquely talk about the content of the forbidden room
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FFM 2018, July 25 - Blood Brothers
The more detective Meg Battle found out about the victim, the less she wanted the perpetrator or perpetrators caught. The gutting and dismemberment of the body did suggest a personal motive though. The interview with the bastard's daughter had been especially enlightening. "I accidentally killed a butterfly once." The kid had said (she was maybe 8). "And daddy said 'no more butter for you'. After that I tried killing all the cockroaches I could. It didn't work." The kid was staying with her much older brother now, and seemed much happier for it. The mother was long dead. She remembered the look of alarm on the brother's face when she'd came
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FFM 2018, July 19 - Ratramentum (Part Two)
The creature that lived inside the body of Solender Vike tried her best not to be affected by the stares of the rag-tag so-called Dead Rats, but it was difficult. When she had first taken over the mercenary contractor's body, Solender Vike had clearly been a man, wearing a man's clothing, with a man's hair and a man's attitude to life. She had tried to emulate that, for a bit, but it had been too hard. So now Solender Vike was as androgynous as they could come and still remain living. Clothes that could pass for robes or a skirt with a particularly long slit; hair braided and formed in ways that defied all fashion and custom, and a carefully
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FFM 2018, July 24 - Sting Operation
The sting operation was old hat to Laura Esteban by now. She pretended to be a member of the underground railroad that ferried people to "friendly countries", while her fellow ISA agents waited at every entrance, ready to burst in the moment the target had spilled the beans. Usually they operated out of an old warehouse, in the kind of place that in the olden days would've felt really unsafe. These days, of course, the only unsafe thing about them were the property prices. "How'd you do it, anyway?" Reyes was donning his ISA-stamped body armour, which Laura thought was a little overkill. But she guessed they liked to look tough when they sto
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FFM 2018, July 23 - In-between
It was time to break up, but Naomi didn't want to do it through text. But she still had to use text to get in touch with Kenzie. Hey. We need to talk. Where are you? 33°56'18.5"N 118°26'08.0"W Naomi sighed. Why couldn't anything Kenzie ever do be normal? She took the coordinates and put them into Google Maps. You're by the airport? Again? Can we meet somewhere legal? I'm by the tree. She took the bus and walked the rest of the way. Above, planes flew in and flew out. Kenzie was obsessed with the airport, and for a while like all of their obsessions, it had felt charming. In the beginning, all of Kenzie's idiosyncrasies had see
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FFM 2018, July 22 - Wonderland
Alice woke up, and found the pack of cards transformed into a flutter of dead leaves on her face, and her older sister's face looking gently down at her. "Why, what a long sleep yo--" Nope. Nuh-uh. Alice sat up. Sure, the grass rustled innocently in the breeze, sure the cow-bells sounded a bit like the Hatter's tea party, and sure, the cow in the distance mooing sounded a bit like the Mock Turtle's sobs. But it was all too perfectly set up. "All right, Rabbit. Out of hiding." Alice growled at the grass, and almost to her surprise the little white ears popped up, and then the worried-looking face of the White Rabbit. "Where's the Queen?" Sh
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FFM 2018, July 21 - Like Dolphins Fly
Ziva had lived next to the Wall all of her life. Her family were shepherds, and their sheep liked to graze in the shadow during the hottest summer days. It wasn't a Wall at all, supposedly, but rather something buried in the ground, but to her - seeing only a small bit of it - it always looked like a Wall. Her father said the King's men came once a generation to study it, but so far no-one was any the wiser. She remembered them coming once, when she was very small. So far, they hadn't found the Shaking Man. Her dog, that she liked to call 'the Buzz' for how hyperactive he was for a sheepdog, was always the better shepherd, so when things lo
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FFM 2018, July 20 - Saccharine
Emma had never been more in love. They could have paired her with anyone during her shift, but it had been with Constantin. For an engineer, he was so clumsy it was endearing: big, slavic, with broad strong shoulders she loved to rest her head on, and an accent to die for. Their job was just routine maintenance in the O2 plant, and it was the kind of job the chief engineer liked to call a yin-yang assignment: "either everything is fine and you can just twiddle your thumbs, or something is wrong and we're all going to die immediately". So far, it had been all yin. Or yang? She wasn't sure which one was the good one. Everyone always called the
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FFM 2018, July 28 - Dybbuk
I'm writing this as a warning to everyone: if a relative or a loved one, especially one you haven't been close with for a long time or who lives far away suddenly contacts you and wants to talk about Dybbukism, do not talk to them!! Do not meet them, do not return their calls or messages. Block them everywhere, and forget they ever existed. Even if it's your own sister. Consider my story a warning example. Everything I write here is true. My sister, let's call her Ann (not her real name) and me were never close growing up: she was ten years older than me, and by the time I started school she had already moved away from home. But we kept in
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FFM 2018, July 27 - Closet
Jeanette found the portal to the other world the day her fiancé left her. She had been crying so much she had run out of napkins, and when she went to the closet where she stored the big bag of paper towels, the back of the closet had been replaced with a glowing portal. The shock of it was enough to pull her out of her depression. She opened her mouth to call for Jason, but then she remembered he was gone. Good. He wouldn't have been able to enjoy it anyway. The problem with the portal was that she was the only one who could see it. Taking pictures of it only gave her embarrassing photos of the back of her messy closet. She brought he
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FFM 2018, July 26 - She Saw Everything Clearly
Being a guard in the only place in the world where they stored Unobtainium was, as far as Faith was concerned, just one step below actually being a super-hero. The only problem was of course that no-one could a) know that this was the only place in the world where they stored Unobtainium, and b) super-heroes were presumably paid better? The a) part was really quite a bummer. For example: the storage place was a large industrial warehouse, where they (on paper) stored parts for nuclear reactors, and everyone of her colleagues pretended that this was all they were guarding. She did like to obliquely talk about the content of the forbidden room
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FFM 2018, July 25 - Blood Brothers
The more detective Meg Battle found out about the victim, the less she wanted the perpetrator or perpetrators caught. The gutting and dismemberment of the body did suggest a personal motive though. The interview with the bastard's daughter had been especially enlightening. "I accidentally killed a butterfly once." The kid had said (she was maybe 8). "And daddy said 'no more butter for you'. After that I tried killing all the cockroaches I could. It didn't work." The kid was staying with her much older brother now, and seemed much happier for it. The mother was long dead. She remembered the look of alarm on the brother's face when she'd came
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FFM 2018, July 19 - Ratramentum (Part Two)
The creature that lived inside the body of Solender Vike tried her best not to be affected by the stares of the rag-tag so-called Dead Rats, but it was difficult. When she had first taken over the mercenary contractor's body, Solender Vike had clearly been a man, wearing a man's clothing, with a man's hair and a man's attitude to life. She had tried to emulate that, for a bit, but it had been too hard. So now Solender Vike was as androgynous as they could come and still remain living. Clothes that could pass for robes or a skirt with a particularly long slit; hair braided and formed in ways that defied all fashion and custom, and a carefully
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FFM 2018, July 24 - Sting Operation
The sting operation was old hat to Laura Esteban by now. She pretended to be a member of the underground railroad that ferried people to "friendly countries", while her fellow ISA agents waited at every entrance, ready to burst in the moment the target had spilled the beans. Usually they operated out of an old warehouse, in the kind of place that in the olden days would've felt really unsafe. These days, of course, the only unsafe thing about them were the property prices. "How'd you do it, anyway?" Reyes was donning his ISA-stamped body armour, which Laura thought was a little overkill. But she guessed they liked to look tough when they sto
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FFM 2018, July 23 - In-between
It was time to break up, but Naomi didn't want to do it through text. But she still had to use text to get in touch with Kenzie. Hey. We need to talk. Where are you? 33°56'18.5"N 118°26'08.0"W Naomi sighed. Why couldn't anything Kenzie ever do be normal? She took the coordinates and put them into Google Maps. You're by the airport? Again? Can we meet somewhere legal? I'm by the tree. She took the bus and walked the rest of the way. Above, planes flew in and flew out. Kenzie was obsessed with the airport, and for a while like all of their obsessions, it had felt charming. In the beginning, all of Kenzie's idiosyncrasies had see
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FFM 2018, July 22 - Wonderland
Alice woke up, and found the pack of cards transformed into a flutter of dead leaves on her face, and her older sister's face looking gently down at her. "Why, what a long sleep yo--" Nope. Nuh-uh. Alice sat up. Sure, the grass rustled innocently in the breeze, sure the cow-bells sounded a bit like the Hatter's tea party, and sure, the cow in the distance mooing sounded a bit like the Mock Turtle's sobs. But it was all too perfectly set up. "All right, Rabbit. Out of hiding." Alice growled at the grass, and almost to her surprise the little white ears popped up, and then the worried-looking face of the White Rabbit. "Where's the Queen?" Sh
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FFM 2018, July 21 - Like Dolphins Fly
Ziva had lived next to the Wall all of her life. Her family were shepherds, and their sheep liked to graze in the shadow during the hottest summer days. It wasn't a Wall at all, supposedly, but rather something buried in the ground, but to her - seeing only a small bit of it - it always looked like a Wall. Her father said the King's men came once a generation to study it, but so far no-one was any the wiser. She remembered them coming once, when she was very small. So far, they hadn't found the Shaking Man. Her dog, that she liked to call 'the Buzz' for how hyperactive he was for a sheepdog, was always the better shepherd, so when things lo
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FFM 2018, July 20 - Saccharine
Emma had never been more in love. They could have paired her with anyone during her shift, but it had been with Constantin. For an engineer, he was so clumsy it was endearing: big, slavic, with broad strong shoulders she loved to rest her head on, and an accent to die for. Their job was just routine maintenance in the O2 plant, and it was the kind of job the chief engineer liked to call a yin-yang assignment: "either everything is fine and you can just twiddle your thumbs, or something is wrong and we're all going to die immediately". So far, it had been all yin. Or yang? She wasn't sure which one was the good one. Everyone always called the
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Disco Inferno
Ever since his death, Richard Nixon's crystallised heart had remained in the possession of the CIA – until tonight. The full strength of the Demonic Neutralization Coalition smashed into the CIA convoy: hulking armoured veetolls blocked the neon skyway ahead, while military and civilian cabs alike crashed in from all angles.   Bootsy flicked her electric blue hair out of her eyes, gritted her teeth, and joined the fray, slamming her Charger up alongside a sleek black sedan. Before they could even trade paint, the sinister mirrored windows burst outwards in a hail of bullets, but the car was already empty. Going toe to toe with the suit
Myths, Monsters, Mutations
JayHenge Publishing is happy to announce Myths, Monsters, Mutations! Over 300 pages recounting tales of the dark side of fairy tales, macabre mutations, and the monsters that lurk within us all. http://a.co/4bDJ4sF (It's also available on Amazon UK, as well as other Amazons around the world, and the paperback versions should be available shortly.) This anthology contains some fantastic Deviants like: SRSmith (https://www.deviantart.com/srsmith) Memnalar (https://www.deviantart.com/memnalar) Oreramar (https://www.deviantart.com/oreramar) Lugal (https://www.deviantart.com/lugal) C-A-Harland (https://www.deviantart.com/c-a-harland) Wolfrug (https://www.deviantart.com/wolfrug) DamonWakes (https://www.deviantart.com/damonwakes) Tobaeus (https://www.deviantart.com/tobaeus) GDeyke (https://www.deviantart.com/gdeyke) ThornyEnglishRose (https://www.deviantart.com/thornyenglishrose) ErlenmeyerKat (https://www.deviantart.com/erlenmeyerkat) Will-Reierson (https://www.deviantart.com/will-reierson) SCFrankles (https://www.deviantart.com/scfrankles) NamelessShe (https://www.deviantart.com/namelessshe) And an amazing cover image by taisteng (https://www.deviantart.com/taisteng) I fear I'm mis
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FFM Feature
Wow...so many words written for FFM.  I just HAVE to share some. Check these out and show these fantastic authors some LOVE.
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The surface of the planet looks different than I expected. I don't know what I was expecting exactly – rock formations, vegetation, deserts – but the low texture of bumps spilling from mountains to ocean is too smooth, too even, to look natural. It's as if clusters of purple bubbles are clinging to the ground. But it's too late to be put off by such a thing, so I quell my uneasiness and call back to the team: “Hey, come on up here and get a look at our new home.” They crowd into the cockpit and stare down. I can see the same uneasiness flickering in their eyes, the same sudden knowledge that this place is utterly ali
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FFM July 2 - The Gas mask
Let me tell you a story about waking up under water. No, not literally waking up under water, but that very same feeling. It's also a story about oxygen. Have any of you ever thought about oxygen, how important it is? Oh, sure, you've held your breath for sixty seconds, felt that surge of pleasant panic. Pleasant because all it takes is to open your mouth and let that sweet, sweet oxygen come back in. Except have you ever thought about what would happen if – at that very instant, when you've held your breath for as long as you could – someone would come along and dunk you head-first into water? You would suddenly realize you have no
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Hello all! So for your who follow me, you should already be familiar with the torrent of new flashes coming this month - as it is once again July, which means Flash Fiction Month is here! As is traditional, I am more busy than I can possibly express - July is literally the worst. But that hasn't stopped me before, so...here we go! Another 31 one flashes coming up. (Flash Fiction month is nowadays both a user: Flash-Fic-Month (https://www.deviantart.com/flash-fic-month) and a group: http://flashfictionmonth.deviantart.com/ This is likely to cause all manner of chaos. Joy!)
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Greetings, stranger! Bunny Emoji-32 (Waving) [V2] 

I've come to you from afar to wish you a lovely day or night, wherever you are on the globe. Keep up the awesome work and stiffen a lip. The world might look like a scary place at times, but there are little pockets of sunshine just waiting to lift up your spirits. Have a beautiful rest of your day!
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Um. Thanks? :-D I'll just take this as a genuine, random comment rather than the deed of some strange new form of deviantBot, and wish you all the same, stranger.
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Goodness, no. I'm no bot. Beep boop. :paranoid:
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Happy birthday again, birthday twin!
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:la: Thank you!
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