Ricebowl 70

  You had been working in that flower shop in downtown Skid row for quite a while now and despite the fact that you were living in one of the shittest areas in New York you found the work to be surprisingly nice, all things considered. The pay was good, at least good enough to feed you and pay for all of the bills, the hours weren’t too bad given the work that you were expected to do and the “owner” of the shop was rather nice and quite flirtatious with you which wasn’t surprising given the “Employee benefits” that were on offer to you. Of course, when you first walked into Mushnik's Flower Shop what you didn’t expect was to see that the owner had either been replaced or devoured by a giant, talking plant nor did you expect that plant to want to suck your cock either. You still remember the shock of it all, seeing a plant that was easily larger than you in terms of both height and width not only talking but almost instantly flirting and trying to suck you off which was certainly no...

  It had been a while since the asteroid fell from the sky, burning up and hitting the earth and causing what had been knowing by the survivors as the monsterpocalypse, giant monsters crawling out from the ground and wreaking anything they could see, most cities turning into massacres when the first wave of beasts hit. You had been one of the many who sealed themselves up in underground bunkers away from all the fighting, mainly because it was in a rural area which meant you were also well stocked on supplies, even if they were beginning to dwindle after these months staying inside so you decided to move to a more plentiful and hopefully populated zone. You would manage to gather some ammo from the inside of the base as well as a few guns  which wouldn't do much against the monsters but did quite a lot against the raiders that would be running around so which enough weapons to kill a small army and enough food to feed a large bear you’d move out into the wasteland, wondering w...

The paranormal had always interested you, especially the tales of ghosts or demons that would possess certain objects and proceed to wreak havoc across the home although they’d never seem to kill like the movies like to say which made things  safer but somewhat less interesting when investigating them. You had been to many places and you had found absolutely nothing haunted in most of them with the ones that did have anything that could be construed as haunted could also be construed as just the building being built awfully or as simply blurs on the cameras that they used as evidence for you. However there was one particular house that you could safely say was definitely haunted by something, be it a ghost or some kind of demon and within that house there was a doll locked away in a single room simply known as Annabelle. Annabelle herself, judging by the photos that  you had seen of her,appeared to be a rather uncanny looking porcelain doll dressed in a kinda southern gothic l...

  The world that you lived in as an empty, dying world, hundreds upon thousands of years of playing and tampering with flesh and bone which had evolved the world into a fleshy hellscape, a world that was almost beautiful in a disgusting way as you kept traveling around it. The implement that had been jammed into your arms by the hellish machines bit into your flesh, making pain surge through your arm with each movement, all whilst other things were torn into your flesh as you kept wandering around, hoping to escape from this world to seek the paradise that the upper crust of society had fled too. The air around you smelt like blood and dead skin, matching well with the organic spires and towers that were around you, massive gates looming over you as a slight fog oozed into the halls of where you were in walking, the sun blotted out by whatever was being pumped into the atmosphere of this for forsaken world. You walk was rarely silent, the sounds of some huge being screaming out int...

  When you went into the abandoned shopping mall at the edge of the city you were expecting many things such as lights hanging off the roof, crumbling walls and maybe even an animal or two, either alive and feeding off scraps or rotting away within the bowels of the mall and forgotten by the rest of the world. There had always been rumors about the place with people saying that some far off druid population showed up and summoned some entity that they were worshiping something that you had believed was completely rubbish because how could it  be anything but especially given you had lived within the area all your life and never saw any trace of these druids that were around the place. That was until you actually went into the abandoned mall and wandered around a bit, entering into one of the wrecked stores and appearing out the other end into a forest that was actually impossible to have been there. You wandered forward into the forest for a long, long while before you realize...

You were driving down a long and distant road, the path winding and twisting all the while as the fields around you would drift silently with the wind, a slight bit of rain falling off the sky and hitting the windscreen as you briefly thought about the conditions of the road itself. It was a muddy, barely functioning road that was mostly used by farmers and people with much bigger and tougher cars then you had but your car managed fine unless it was raining which made the mud stick to your wheels and made it so you’d not be able to get home which had led to you camping out in the car until the rain cleared several times. The radio would cut in and out as you sped through the dirt, the sounds of small grains of gravel hitting off the metal of your grill before you saw a figure standing outside, her hand outstretched which caused you to stop, the woman walking over to the window before knocking on it, her knocking somewhat shaky.  You’d open the window to see a tall, Ginger woman beh...