I don’t know if I’m late to this trend or anything but if Earth is indeed a death-world, let’s just say for this instance it is, Humans have developed reflexes because of the constant danger living on Earth imposed. Our world is wonky and dangerous, so we adapted. So imagine aliens surprise when we show up one day on a ship as a new recruit for the team, (Not really a specific job or anything the new Human is around for various reasons. No one knows them all because the keep changing and making more), and all is going as normally as it usually goes with the Humans, and one team got a human that is not easily startled, so the crew makes a game out of who can scare the human. (Everyone is terrified of the human, and are really glad that they are allied every time someone tries to do it) and one of the aliens actually manages to startle the human and they are shocked by how the human reflexes are. Since most of the advanced sentient life forms are probably prey species, [since creatures who have a lot of meant in their diet would probably not get along very well] so, this alien successes in triggering the human reflexes, and this is how it goes down: Alien: *does what their species does to scare off predators to startle the serious human* Human: *Immediately launches a counter attack and almost injurs the alien* “HOLY SHIT ZEKRATEL, WHY THE FUCK DID YOU FUCKING DO THAT?!?! I COULD’VE HURT YOU. Your really freaking fucking lucky that I managed to stop the reflexes in time.” Zekratel: *their species version of crying & cowering in fear while human is getting of them from holding a knife to their throat.* “W-w-wha-t w-was-s t-tha-at…… Henry…” A different alien named Alezeb: *is helping Zekratel up and recover* What is a ‘reflex’, Henry??? Henry: *standing up* A reflex is a built in thing for humans. It’s our bodies reaction to what it perceives as dangerous, or a threat. That’s what happens when your species evolved on a death world. We don’t control it, but luckily I was able to catch it in time to not hurt Zekratel.” k. CNN. The entire fucking crew (minus the other human) that saw it: “What the fu-?”
This is so sweet my heart take it
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“What’s it doing?” I asked, watching the train inch through the station.
“Looking for a conductor,” she answered. “The train will take good care of you, but you can never get off.”
So here’s a spell to make it rain even harder than before (and I know works too because it is currently thundering/lightning, pouring, and hailing outside my house).
1.) Connect with the rain. You must become one with the rain. Combine your energies. Feel the storm pulsing through you. You don’t need to be standing in the rain nor does it need to be raining but it should be either about to rain or already raining for it to work.
2.) Chant as many time as you feel is necessary:
Lightning flash and thunder crash,
Rain hit the ground with a splash.
After that it should begin to rain harder within the next 30 minutes and the spell will last for 5-45 minutes.
My mother says that fanfiction doesn’t count as reading because “it isn’t nearly as good as the stuff that’s published. You’re not going to find something online that will win a Booker Prize.” Please reblog if you count fan fiction as reading, or if the fanfiction you’ve read is equally as good as published novels. I want to see the figures.
My mother says that fanfiction doesn’t count as reading because “it isn’t nearly as good as the stuff that’s published. You’re not going to find something online that will win a Booker Prize.” Please reblog if you count fan fiction as reading, or if the fanfiction you’ve read is equally as good as published novels. I want to see the figures.