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# The Last Move *By Emmaline C* “Honey, are you almost done packing?” David shouted to his wife, Becky. “Yes, dear—just a few more things.” They were moving from an apartment in a town called Ocean Springs, Mississippi, to a Texas farmhouse in the blistering heat. Since their daughter went to college, Becky wanted a new start—and she had always wanted to live on a farm. David wasn’t so sure. He was comfortable where he was, in his small, normal home with a normal job and a boring lifestyle, because that was just the man he was. It had worked while their daughter Lily was in high school. But Becky convinced him, after many arguments and much begging, to start anew and buy a...

# The Last Move *By horrorwriter1435* “Honey, are you almost done packing?” David shouted to his wife, Becky. “Yes, dear—just a few more things.” They were moving from an apartment in a town called Ocean Springs, Mississippi, to a Texas farmhouse in the blistering heat. Since their daughter went to college, Becky wanted a new start—and she had always wanted to live on a farm. David wasn’t so sure. He was comfortable where he was, in his small, normal home with a normal job and a boring lifestyle, because that was just the man he was. It had worked while their daughter Lily was in high school. But Becky convinced him, after many arguments and much begging, to start anew and...

I have done did a thing and I’m blaming the Krev brain worm that won’t leave me alone. It has eaten through my memories so… I um…. The krev brain worm is the best thing to ever happen to me, everyone should have one installed. Once again, tank you to u/SpacePaladin15 for creating the NoP universe and I don’t think he’ll like the sugar mommy fic I just wrote. But oh well. Seriously though, big inspiration from orphan destroyer’s story and yeah, hopefully I can achieve something with this one.   **Memory Transcription Subject: Jacob Berry, Tellus Colonist** Date \[*Standardized human time*\]: May 11, 2160   \*Beep\* \*Beep\* \*Beep\* \*Beep\* My hand slammed down on the...

So as the poster says, My 26th birthday is this weekend! And since I've never really tried to a event style thing I figured 'why not give it a shot now?' So what we're doing for this one is a simple one: Dress up your OCs! Everyone loves making new outfits for them.......right? Alright. So here's how this senario is playing out: Your OC sees this poster scattered all around **** and decides that they would like to enjoy a weekend of fun games, great food, and destruction to the point where someone \*might\* need to be flown to the nearest hospital. So when the weekend comes you head put to the race track, try some of the fair food and go on some rides like a roller...

What's good! Get your heat at a great price! With the status of overseas shipping in limbo, get these for a great price and fast domestic shipping! CURRENT VOUCH THREAD: https://www.reddit.com/r/RepVouch/comments/ntvbpw/usaca312_part_3/ * **VENMO, CASHAPP, ZELLE AND PAYPAL F&F PRIMARY PREFERENCES. I AM VOUCHED, SO NO G&S NOR PAYPAL INVOICE ONLY VENMO, ZELLE, CASHAPP, AND PP F&F** * **USA BASED. ALL PRICES *INCLUDES USPS SHIPPING* FOR THE CONTIGUOUS USA. PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF YOU ARE NOT FROM THE USA, OR FROM HAWAII/ALASKA** * **I'M A FAST SHIPPER. WILL BE SHIPPED THE DAY OF OR THE VERY NEXT BUSINESS DAY. TRACKING PROVIDED SAME DAY OF PURCHA...

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(AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the prologue and first chapter of a longer story currently being posted on the Creepypasta Wiki. If you're interested, the link to the full story so far will be at the end of the post. Thanks!) Recently, my grandfather passed away. Cancer’s a *****. My grandfather was an interesting man, to say the least. He was your usual redneck recluse; living in a rickety old house, driving a rickety old pickup truck around the rickety old town only when absolutely necessary, sitting at his rickety old desk carving rickety old wood ornaments. We still hang them up on our Christmas tree. He fed the feral cats and wild skunks out on his front porch, and somewhere burie...

(AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the prologue and first chapter of a longer story currently being posted on the Creepypasta Wiki. If you're interested, the link to the full story so far will be at the end of the post. Thanks!) Recently, my grandfather passed away. Cancer’s a *****. My grandfather was an interesting man, to say the least. He was your usual redneck recluse; living in a rickety old house, driving a rickety old pickup truck around the rickety old town only when absolutely necessary, sitting at his rickety old desk carving rickety old wood ornaments. We still hang them up on our Christmas tree. He fed the feral cats and wild skunks out on his front porch, and somewhere burie...

(AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the prologue and first chapter of a longer story currently being posted on the Creepypasta Wiki. If you're interested, the link to the full story so far will be at the end of the post. Thanks!) Recently, my grandfather passed away. Cancer’s a *****. My grandfather was an interesting man, to say the least. He was your usual redneck recluse; living in a rickety old house, driving a rickety old pickup truck around the rickety old town only when absolutely necessary, sitting at his rickety old desk carving rickety old wood ornaments. We still hang them up on our Christmas tree. He fed the feral cats and wild skunks out on his front porch, and somewhere burie...

(AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the prologue and first chapter of a longer story currently being posted on the Creepypasta Wiki. If you're interested, the link to the full story so far will be at the end of the post. Thanks!) Recently, my grandfather passed away. Cancer’s a *****. My grandfather was an interesting man, to say the least. He was your usual redneck recluse; living in a rickety old house, driving a rickety old pickup truck around the rickety old town only when absolutely necessary, sitting at his rickety old desk carving rickety old wood ornaments. We still hang them up on our Christmas tree. He fed the feral cats and wild skunks out on his front porch, and somewhere burie...

**March 1975** March was geared up to roar its way in and had no intention of tiptoeing out like a lamb. Station 61 was dispatched to the scene of a child trapped in a pipe. The decaying structure lay half-buried, spanning thirty feet across a clearing, both ends visible. Part of an abandoned drainage or refinery system. Gus and Randy were on-site, talking with a couple of bystanders and a ten-year-old boy named Roger. Roger explained that his little brother, Terrence, crawled in almost forty minutes earlier. “After Batman was over, we came out here to mess around.” “Brother says the kid’s seven. Been calling out to him. No response,” Gus advised. Johnny swept his flashlight do...

My country used to be sweet. Words she repeated over and over in her head. Before, she had mumbled them until her lips became too parched and her throat too dry. “My country used to be sweet.” She had been walking with her siblings and fellow countrymen. That’s what they all could do, really. Walk. Walk until sneakers, shoes, sandals, slippers broke apart. Walk until feet were bare, bruised blue from the incessant stabbing of the gravel road. This was not her case. Her slippers were still intact—worn, but intact. Though, if you asked her, she would prefer the stabbing. In this walk, slippers posed a hindrance, an immobility when one needed to take flight from the dangers that lur...

You have been inspiring. Hi, Late last year my doctor said I had to lose bulk or I would start having problems. Basically 5'.5" and 94kgs. I took him seriously so I have started eating less and some exercise to lose weight. I noticed very quickly that losing weight meant that my clothes were going to be a problem, starting with my old belt looking ridiculously long. I then decided if I was going to have to buy new clothes I would make them nice ones. And this subreddit had been my inspiration and guide. That and the Gentleman's Gazette. So this is my year of buying clothes. I started on things less likely to be impacted by my journey so I have some Beckett and Simonon chu...

What's good! Get your heat at a great price! With the status of overseas shipping in limbo, get these for a great price and fast domestic shipping! CURRENT VOUCH THREAD: https://www.reddit.com/r/RepVouch/comments/ntvbpw/usaca312_part_3/ * **VENMO, CASHAPP, ZELLE AND PAYPAL F&F PRIMARY PREFERENCES. I AM VOUCHED, SO NO G&S NOR PAYPAL INVOICE ONLY VENMO, ZELLE, CASHAPP, AND PP F&F** * **USA BASED. ALL PRICES *INCLUDES USPS SHIPPING* FOR THE CONTIGUOUS USA. PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF YOU ARE NOT FROM THE USA, OR FROM HAWAII/ALASKA** * **I'M A FAST SHIPPER. WILL BE SHIPPED THE DAY OF OR THE VERY NEXT BUSINESS DAY. TRACKING PROVIDED SAME DAY OF PURCHASE U...

The myth aspect was due to the fact that the TIME journalist and photographer took a very small, concentrated scene, mostly centered around Carnaby Street, the King’s Road, and a few specific clubs like The Ad Lib, and projected it as if the entire city of London had suddenly transformed into a neon-colored playground of mini-skirts and Ferraris and all of that 60s iconography. In 1966, much of London was still gray. Post-war rationing had only ended about 12 years prior, and large swaths of the city were still gritty and Victorian, and fairly conservative culturally. The article claims "everything new... is blooming at the top." It focuses entirely on the meritocracy (actors, mu...

Mostly tees and shorts this time with a few denim pieces, accessories, and sneakers. Grabbed some Rhude, Palm Angels, Godspeed, BAPE, Amiri, and a few other brands. Also picked up some Jordan 4s, Yeezy slides, and a bunch of accessories. Stats: 178cm | 74kg | L tops | 33 waist (32 US) | EU 44 shoes --- LYPD Studios "I'm Bad B*tch" Tee https://weidian.com/item.html?itemID=7739539151 Bold text graphic across the chest, soft cotton with a standard fit. The print is clean and matte, not shiny or plasticky. I'm 178cm and 74kg, went with a large and it fits me perfectly. Not too tight in the chest, not too baggy. True to size. Sp5der Shorts https://weidian.com/item.html?ite...

Mostly tees and shorts this time with a few denim pieces, accessories, and sneakers. Grabbed some Rhude, Palm Angels, Godspeed, BAPE, Amiri, and a few other brands. Also picked up some Jordan 4s, Yeezy slides, and a bunch of accessories. Stats: 178cm | 74kg | L tops | 33 waist (32 US) | EU 44 shoes --- LYPD Studios "I'm Bad B*tch" Tee https://weidian.com/item.html?itemID=7739539151 Bold text graphic across the chest, soft cotton with a standard fit. The print is clean and matte, not shiny or plasticky. I'm 178cm and 74kg, went with a large and it fits me perfectly. Not too tight in the chest, not too baggy. True to size. Sp5der Shorts https://weidian.com/item.html?ite...

Mostly tees and shorts this time with a few denim pieces, accessories, and sneakers. Grabbed some Rhude, Palm Angels, Godspeed, BAPE, Amiri, and a few other brands. Also picked up some Jordan 4s, Yeezy slides, and a bunch of accessories. Stats: 178cm | 74kg | L tops | 33 waist (32 US) | EU 44 shoes --- LYPD Studios "I'm Bad B*tch" Tee https://weidian.com/item.html?itemID=7739539151 Bold text graphic across the chest, soft cotton with a standard fit. The print is clean and matte, not shiny or plasticky. I'm 178cm and 74kg, went with a large and it fits me perfectly. Not too tight in the chest, not too baggy. True to size. Sp5der Shorts https://weidian.com/item.html?ite...

In 1576, Tycho Brahe, Denmark’s resident astronomer and all-around chaos goblin, was gifted an entire island by the king. He used it to build an underground observatory called Stjärneborg (Star Castle). Tycho also sported a gold prosthetic nose, the result of a math-fueled duel gone wrong, and kept a pet elk who, in a tragic turn of events, got absolutely sloshed at a banquet, tumbled down the stairs, and died. Pour one out for Tycho’s elk. *Seaflame*, a 1980 Golden Age of Piracy romance by Janice Young Brooks and Jean Brooks-Janowiak, a sister-in-law team writing as Valerie Vayle, is dedicated to Tycho Brahe. “Why not?” the dedication reads. Now that I’ve read it, I can definit...

In 1576, Tycho Brahe, Denmark’s resident astronomer and all-around chaos goblin, was gifted an entire island by the king. He used it to build an underground observatory called Stjärneborg (Star Castle). Tycho also sported a gold prosthetic nose, the result of a math-fueled duel gone wrong, and kept a pet elk who, in a tragic turn of events, got absolutely sloshed at a banquet, tumbled down the stairs, and died. Pour one out for Tycho’s elk. *Seaflame*, a 1980 Golden Age of Piracy romance by Janice Young Brooks and Jean Brooks-Janowiak, a sister-in-law team writing as Valerie Vayle, is dedicated to Tycho Brahe. “Why not?” the dedication reads. Now that I’ve read it, I can definit...