I'm sitting at my laptop, playing a game. There's a fly that's buzzing around and it won't leave me alone. It keeps landing on my arms and legs, and my hand. I wave it off each time, trying to hit it or knock it out of the sky. It suddenly flies right in front of my face and tries to get in my eye. I finally loose my patience. I shout and start breathing fire in all directions. Flames spew up and all around, lighting the ceiling on fire. I'm too far away to light anything else on fire, though. The flames stop and magma starts dripping out of my mouth, flowing trough my clenched teeth and dripping to the carpet. I don't see the fly anywhere. I call down and sit back in my chair. With a thought the flames extinguish and the lava evaporates. I get back to my game. Suddenly I hear buzzing by my ear.
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Scenarios
Historia CortaHere's a peek into my head. This story will hold a bunch of random scenarios that would not fit into any of my regular stories, some Scenarios that I thought up out of the blue, or little Tidbits that I want to add to my overall story that I can't r...
