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Cops Arrest Death for Graffiti Today, two members of the NYPD have arrested a black-cloaked offender for vandalizing the wall of a Midtown Manhattan skyscraper. Upon dragging them to the police station, they discovered that the person was genderless and used the hood of the cloak to conceal a rather troubling lack of skin, meat, eyes or nose on an otherwise lively skull.Cops Arrest Death for Graffiti by =TheOtherSarshi
"We realized," officer Jobson says, "that this was not your ordinary criminal - I mean, most of the people we bring over have some identifying features and while I suppose that having a skull for a head is identifying, just... Troubling. What do you write in the 'skin colour' or 'eye colour' boxes, you kn
The Translator Malena was born on the third of April, a heady Aries and a talented translator. She only waited for so long before she put her foot down and took charge of her destiny, riding it like a child of the sea would a dolphin.The Translator by =TheOtherSarshi
She began her job with diligent care from the moment she first awakened from the drowsiness of the very young and into the slow comprehension of children. She first translated her own simple thoughts to the world in an agonized cry - 'I'm hungry! I'm hungry!' - first in the Spanish words of her parents and then repeated in the strange, native Tupi dialect of her Mestizo nanny. The dark-skinned woman had gasped in fear and tri
The Piano Demon The first time I saw her – really, really saw her, not just glanced at her as we tried our best to catch the back seats in the small university classrooms – she was at a piano. Maybe I'd never have really seen her had it not been for that one, strange evening when destiny gently pushed me out of my awkward life and into hers.The Piano Demon by =TheOtherSarshi
If only children can be prodigies, then I wasn't one any longer. I'd lived through my glory years of school, where I'd gone off and won prizes for art and English, maths and physics, running circles around classmates and less talented professors. Eventually, when push came to shove and I had to figure out
Yet Another Christmas Carol It was Christmas, celebrated all around Earth - and in Heaven, of course. As for elsewhere...Yet Another Christmas Carol by =TheOtherSarshi
If you believe for a single second that the devils don't celebrate Christmas, you are, well, right, actually. They keep very quiet about it. Not even a mouse would dare speak about it to the Almighty Fiend, Lucifer. The sole exception to this unspoken rule had happened a few years back on the occasion of a Satanically spiked MTV "Merry Christmas" video which had seemed like a good idea for a few hours. Until it became obvious that it had been a pointless endeavor – those who watched MTV regularly had been mostly unaffected, those who didn't had
| The short stories that I like best (from what I wrote). Enjoy. |
Dead Angels 1 Fandoms: Supernatural, The Avengers (2012)Dead Angels 1 by =TheOtherSarshi
Summary: Gabriel wasn't the favorite angel of the Host, considering. Neither was Castiel, considering. So playing dead and staying mum was probably the best idea. Considering.But Loki wasn't fond of considering.
Warnings: Slash.
All you had to do was burn a little.
You looked your enemy squeare in the eye, stood your ground, waited to feel the cold steel, extended your wings wide and burned. The imprint you left was big, dark, wing-shaped. Exactly like the one burned by grace imploding and vanishing with the death of an angel. You burned, cut yourself off from the Angel Network and you played dea
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