CynicalPepper
Stories (12/0)
Digital Baptism
In the deepest recesses of space lay a ship floating aimlessly around the orbit of a planet ten times the size of Earth. It is covered in clouds, peaking through, desert plains are visible, seemingly barren of life. On this ship, there is no life, it is just the ship and it's AI. Years and years pass until finally, someone unknown appears on board. They did not get dragged in by drones, they weren't found as a refugee aimlessly floating through space by the AI. No, it was a lone person seemingly from nowhere appearing on the floor of the ship in the cockpit where screens layer the entire room showing the outside space and planets nearby. He awakes, a man with long black hair, unkempt - wearing a suit that he does not remember being put in. It is skin tight and the color of sand - rings that are apart of the suit wrapped around his fingers adjusting to each pull of his finger as he regains consciousness. As the ship rotates above the deep expanse above it begins to change it's color to black, changing accordingly if above specific objects of interest as a sort of camouflage. A long orange and black scarf wrapped around his shoulder do the same, the technology seems broken compared to the suit though. Then, there are his pants. Large baggy pants sitting above his skin-tight suit, more effective in its camouflage than the scarf.
By CynicalPepper2 years ago in Fiction
Report
On March 12th, 2005, a PSA was released onto the world through VHS, DVD, and TV. Why there was a VHS copy was unknown but some suspect that the original was created in the 1990s, some also say that this PSA relates to the modern-day which is why it was released when it was. Here is the transcript of said PSA.
By CynicalPepper2 years ago in Fiction
City Front
A wistful wind passed by, a man standing in thick clothes, fur-lined within, cloak running to his ankles, a flat cap hat - their face was effeminate, yet the small grunts and humming tones gave out a smooth and deeper tone contradicting their innocent-looking exterior if the guns and knives weren’t already a giveaway.
By CynicalPepper2 years ago in Fiction
A Game
Quiet chatter filling a quaint cafe, people moving about behind the counter with smooth yet swift movements, making drinks, calling names. A few people get out from their seats to grab their food and drinks, some remain seated as waiters drop off whatever they had ordered, eyes not focused on what was around them, taking infrequent sips of whatever they had. Fingers clicking against keys on thin laptops, someone even drawing on an iPad in the corner of a couch.
By CynicalPepper2 years ago in Fiction
Deep Treads in Burning Water
A young man sat upon a rock, looking out to the rippling waters in front of him. Eyes focused on the faint mirages laying underneath its crystal blue front. Taking a deep breath as the wind passed by his ears, taking in the sights and smells around him, eyes now focusing on the bluish tinted clouds above. He screwed his nose, sniffing violently before closing his eyes, shutting them as hard as he before rubbing the bridge of his nose with his fingers. A deep-seated yawn exited his throat after rubbing his nose for a few minutes, eyes opening to see a flash of light blinding him slightly. A crack in his neck and he was standing, looking down at the water before his as it glistened against the lit-up sky above. Scratching his upper lip with his teeth, he got closer to the water, eyes focusing on its splendor before his eyes locked with the reflections, trees swaying with the wind. He felt a sting in his legs, moving around the lake.
By CynicalPepper2 years ago in Horror
Culling
"Okay, watch!" A younger Japanese man wearing a blue dress suit scrolled through his phone violently as another one with a heavy scowl weighing down on his face looking over his shoulder. "Okay, here!" The Japanese man showed the other man his phone, a picture of a man with a really large forehead on the phone.
By CynicalPepper3 years ago in Criminal
Sat There By Your Lonesome
A Samurai with long yet messy black hair and a faded beard is sat quietly next to the ocean, waves colliding against the rockface just below him as he smoked intermittently on a cigarette. His arm frequently rested on his swords, a katana, and a wakizashi, as if to be a habit. His clothes were embroidered with flower pattering as his pants were a contrasting black. As he kissed the end of his cigarette, his eyelids hung low. He clicked his tongue before taking a long drag, throwing it into the ocean below as it continued to relentlessly crash against the rockface below, stubbornly smacking against an unbreakable wall. The Samurai chuckled at the thought, scratching at the side of his head. The pitter-patter of one's bare feet could be heard behind the Samurai, so he turned to look.
By CynicalPepper3 years ago in Wander
Try to reach, but you may fall
The sound of metal churning, the sounds of cannon fire echoed across the city streets wherein only corpses and rubble could be seen, large casings laid across concrete ground sitting next to bodies, covered in pink and red pulp. Pieces of the asphalt were cracked due to the casings weight, buildings torn asunder by tank rounds coming from large machines, metal cylinders chambering more rounds into machine guns as steam emitted from its chassis.
By CynicalPepper3 years ago in Humans
The Gallipoli Campaign
The Gallipoli Campaign was a military campaign in the First World War that took place within the Gallipoli Peninsula, also known as Gelibolu in modern Turkey. From the 17th of February, 1915 to the 9th of January, 1916 - The Entente powers, Britain, France, and Russia sought to weaken the Ottoman Empire, one of the Central Powers, by taking control of the Turkish Straits. By doing this - this would expose the Ottoman Empire's capital, Constantinople to bombardment by Allied battleships and cut it off from the Asian part of the empire.
By CynicalPepper3 years ago in Horror
Can't Leave
I've kept to myself in my own little apartment for a while since I don't really like interacting with people since people seem to know how to piss me off most of the time. I work at home and once in a while drop by the convenience store nearby to grab myself some food and water to survive since tap water sucks major ass a lot of the time - I think it mostly has to do with me being in the city though.
By CynicalPepper3 years ago in Horror