Post your short story's here!

I'll start with this one

DOTG

A new day dawned at the picturesque village of Parohm.

Yet this was not going to be another day of leisure for the one the Triamese called 'The laughing Pathman' or 'The Great Galt' as he called himself amid the cyberspace world known as the Nexus.

As Galt slowly stirred in his soft bed he reached out and felt the warm form of the girl he'd met the previous week, she warmed a little to his touch and he felt the boozy fumes of the previous nights doings fade away.

In his eye's these were the glory days. Far from his home Faction and answerable to no-one but himself he was master of all he surveyed. It was still dark. The second and third-floors external shutters, installed at some expense, kept out the daylight nicely.

The light armoured pick-up was the first to arrive two blocks distant and the Galt's keen ear picked it up. Yet as he did so, as if with some synchronicity his lady in the bed began responding to his earlier touch and soon his mind was on other things.

Meanwhile the pick-up truck containing several armed Triamese enforcers now debused and lined the buildings along the river and faced the direction of Galts workshop retreat.

Following the enforcer truck was an airborne trio of Fell Ryders, not allied to any faction but only to adventure, women and that which provided it, gold. They travelled in no vehicles, but on portable flight unit's that were about the size of a backpack which they wore to fly about in.

Similar to Watch Ryder's but with a more baser approach to all levels of life, they preferred a life with any rules and would sell their unique ability's to the highest bidder. That bidder was no miser when it came to those he was patron to.

The three descended to near-ground level, but stayed lofty from the enforcers, knowing they were jealous and envied their equipment's ability for powered flight. They looked past them and watched as another land-based vehicle approached them.

This was their current master, a Caucus Zealander named Sten who hated Galt with a blazing intensity.

He too worked within the Nexus, writing as 'Stenman'. A Nex Warrior of some note and Galts sworn nemesis.

Over the course of many months the time had come for a showdown, with Galt as the besieged.

Sten was accompanied by another, a tough and veteran Isol warrior who was his personal bodyguard, confidante and sometime friend Merth.

Sten had felt insulted and humiliated at the stinging and barbed wordings from the Galt. They'd been spread around the Nexus by this one called The Galt. Time and time again an entry onto the Nexus logs, read by many thousands, was being made. Daily in some cases. Initially laughed at, then ignored, before finally upsetting and annoying too many of Sten's ally's and contacts something had to be done. Many were starting to desert his own Nexus logsite and even questioned his own story's and ways. This was unacceptable and now the whirlwind had arrived to tidy up his mess once and for all. He was a senior Nexus writer afterall!

There was even talk on the Nex boards that House Soliter would be severing it's ties with his lucrative trade-mission's that exhanged data-chips for mono-atomic gold. Some even claimed House Jade's northern frontier would now be switching it's patronage to a less belleguered Nex

This was the culmination of many months work. Locating and tracking down the Galt had taken time and resources, months of scouring the land of Triam for clues and references. Narrowing down and prioritising as the net drew tighter.

It was a random enquiry at a girly house that saw him directed to exactly to where Galt's workshop was. He wasn't sure what it made, some said it was parts for two-wheeler signalling, other's it was something else entirely.

One thing was for certain in Sten's mind.

The playboy Pathfinder had made his last entry onto his Nex Log that many thousands were reading.

A sharp voice snapped Sten out of his thoughts.

"Well, make your call Stenman, we can't wait any longer!" Trelt barked at Sten on the radio-net.

Once upon a time a handsome young man met a beautiful young maiden and he asked for her hand in marriage. She said no and despite being temporarily sad the handsome young man lived happily ever after without a care in the world. The end.

Once upon a time a handsome young man asked a beautiful young woman for her hand in marriage. She said no and didn't have to do the laundry, cook the food, raise the kids, clean the house, do the grocery shopping and listen to him go on endlessly about his boring sports or fishing or whatever. Instead, she spent her money on nice clothes and a lovely home and lived happily ever after

SBK and Ian, both.

Once upon a time a handsome young man asked a beautiful young woman for her hand in marriage. She said yes, so they got married.

She was a lawyer, and he was a simple carpenter, so she went to work each day and he looked after the house chores inbetween making a few pieces of furniture in the shed.

On weekends, she would help with the chores., When she had to take leave from work because she was pregnant, he increased his furniture making to bring in some extra money, and since she was at home, she would do most of the cooking, but he always insisted on doing the laundry because he didn't want her lifting anything heavy such as a basket full of wet clothes.

After Baby was born, their life was complete bliss. and they all lived happily ever after.

I shot her.

The end.

I shot her.

Fortunately she was wearing a kevlar vest and lived happily ever after

Once upon a time there lived a king. The king had a beautiful daughter, the princess. But there was a problem. Everything the princess touched would melt.No matter what; metal, wood,plastic - anything she touched would melt! Because of this, men were afraid of her. Nobody would dare marry her.The king despaired. What could he do to help his daughter? He consulted his wizards and magicians. One wizard told the king, "If your daughter touches one thing that does not melt in her hands, she will be cured."The king was overjoyed. The next day, he held a competition. Any man that could bring his daughter an object that would not melt would marry her and inherit the king's wealth. Three young princes took up the challenge.The first prince brought a very hard alloy of titanium. But alas, once the princess touched it, it melted. The prince went away sadly.The second prince brought a huge diamond, thinking that diamond is the hardest substance in the world and will not melt. But alas, once the princess touched it, it melted. He too went away disappointed.The third prince approached. He told the princess, "Put your hand in my pocket and feel what is in there." The princess did as she was asked, though she turned red. She felt something hard. She held it in her hand. And it did not melt!!!The king was overjoyed. Everybody in the kingdom was overjoyed. And the third prince married the princess and they both lived happily ever after.

Question: What was the object in the prince's pants?(Scroll down for the answer.)

They were M&M's!!! - (get your mind out of the gutter !!) Everyone knows they melt in your mouth, not in your hand!

Once upon a time a handsome young man asked a beautiful young woman for her hand in marriage. She said no and didn't have to do the laundry, cook the food, raise the kids, clean the house, do the grocery shopping and listen to him go on endlessly about his boring sports or fishing or whatever. Instead, she spent her money on nice clothes and a lovely home and lived happily ever after

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Oh so true, sbk. It always works both ways. But in my two marriages I always did the cooking, the dish washing and the yard work. My wives did the vaccuming, the laundry and the dusting. Now I just ignore the dust unless I have friends coming over.

I don't relate too well to fairy tales.