The sweet aroma...The garlic, cheese, meats, the sweet marinara sauce...


Only a place known for this is in New York, known as Marcuzzios Pizzeria. A place founded in the 1980s...

A group of friends walk inside the restaurant and find a table and sit at it.


A rather eccentric waiter walks up to the group and smiles at them. "Welcome gentlemen! Welcome Marcuzzios Pizzeria! Only the finest pizzas and pastas! And don't forget the desserts!" He said laughing before turning his attention back to the group. "So, what'll it be?"


The main friend of the group Elias spoke. "Yeah, I'm paying so two Marcuzzios Specials with Dr Pepper for all of us and do you do beer?" Elias asked.


The waiter nodded and smiled. "Wow that is a lot of food! Is there a celebration?" He asked.


Elias nodded again. "Yessir! Our boy here Tony got laid last night! We're celebrating big time!"


The waiter laughed and smiled some more. "Tony you dog! I'll add a half off discount for your celebration! What beer do you all want?" 


Tony spoke up. "Coors." He said.


The waiter chuckled. "Coors? Gotcha, I'm a Bud man myself though." He left to get the order.


When he came back he had two Marcuzzios Specials on two rolling trays. 


Each special consisted of; Two large pepperoni pizzas with chicken Alfredo pasta


He set them on a table next to the group and he left.


The group sat there and are pizza and drank beer while watching the football game on the various screens in the restaurant.


The waiter came back to check on them. "How is everything here?" He asked.


Elias smiled and nodded. "Very good! The marinara sauce is so good and sweet! I love it! What's the recipe man?"


The waiter simply chuckled and smiled. "Ah, I would tell you the recipe...But then I would have to kill you afterwards."


Everyone got silent and the waiter laughed.


"It was a joke! Get it?" He asked.


Tony simply laughed nervously.


Elias chuckled. "Y-yeah I got it!" 


The waiter laughed and smiled. "Great! Enjoy your food gentlemen!" He then left.


During the game Tony got up to go use the bathroom.


It was about at halftime when Tony never came back.


This prompted Elias to go look.


He went to go get the waiter for help and he entered the kitchen but his eyes widened.


The waiter was with who seemed to be the chef.


They were draining red fluid from something on a table, the red fluid was being drained into 50 gallon buckets.


As Elias got closer he noticed what it was...Or instead, who it was...It was Tony.


The waiter and chef butcher away at his body and grab his flesh and throw it in another different colored 50 gallon bucket.


Elias tries to make a run for it but trips over one of the food carts next to the kitchen door.


This prompted the waiter to turn around and spot Elias. His smile turned into a shady grin. "What have we here?" He asked laughing.


"It seems to be a pest." The chef said chuckling. 


"So...Tell me again how that [#660000 [b sweet marinara sauce...]] tastes?" The waiter asked Elias laughing a bit evilly now.


Elias suddenly connected two and two together and vomited all over the floor. "You..." He stood up but the waiter quickly grabbed him and handed him to the chef. 


The waiter left the kitchen and found the rest of the group. "Hello there!" He said to them and waved. 


"Hey, have you seen our friends, Elias and Tony?" One of them asked.


"I did. Tony left earlier via Taxi. He wasn't feeling good...As for your other friend he said he's had a lot to drink here and we're getting him a taxi too but...I offered to take him home. 


He then left back to the kitchen.


The chef chuckled as he had Elias tied up to a chair. 


The waiter walked in and sighed. "Friends taken care.if hopefully. If you haven't figured it out friend, the sauce is human blood, the meat is human flesh, the cheese is still cheese so don't worry about that. 


He grabbed a knife and smirked before grabbing the two buckets from earlier. 


Elias looked up at the madman. "I won't tell anyone I promise."


The waiter laughed. "You all thought I was joking earlier when I said I would have to kill you...If I told you the recipe." Suddenly he jammed the blade deep in Elias' ear and pulled it out as it made splotching noise. His right ear was acting as a drain for blood.


Elias' eyes slowly faded to a dark brown before he died.


He was the last victim however, the two culprits attempted to capture a female customer but she escaped and notified the law.


The waiter and chef were both executed via firing squad.


The restaurant was shut down and the souls of all who died there rest eternally there.


It was also linked to health concerns over the city of New York as people were getting sick from the food.


But sometimes the people who been there and had the pizzas...Even knowing what it is now...


They gotta have more of that [#660000 [b sweet marinara sauce...]]

*he walks into the restaurant completely out of place with his dirty metal armor, his cross show proudly. His sword at his hip. Everything was off about him. Saber looked around with an unseen confused look but soon smelled the amazing aroma of the marinara sauce* “my heavens, what is that godly smell?”

A waiter smirked and walked up to the knight. "Only the finest marinara sauce for the finest pizzas my good sir!" He said chuckling.

“I would love to try some of this “sauce” I think I have some gold around here” *he checked his pouch and pulled out 5 big gold coins and a gold bar that would be worth over 700,000 dollars* “I hope that’s enough, I usually leave most of my gold at home”

The waiter smirked widely and nodded.


He left towards the kitchen and came back out with a already made slice of pizza with the special sauce and the "meat"


"Tell me what you think!"

[b [center SEPERATE POST AHEAD]]

"My name is Jax. I used to be a hero, I saved people from burning buildings, kicked mega villain ass, even got a little action from damsels in distress...Oh those were the times...That was until I finally stopped the super-villain, a man named Prism. This crazy sonofabitch wanted to control the damn sun and even the energy around us! He nearly succeeded too until I foiled his plan."


A man sitting across from Jax in his home was holding up a tape recorder. ""And then what Mr. Kaiser?"


Jax cleared his throat. "Oh how I was cheered on that day, even had a party at my place, this place. It was amazing, the villain was dead...I was the hero of Earth for many years..Until I was replaced by some stupid young man who was a big showoff. Everyone loved him. He was better than me! An upgrade as those damn kids call it these days."


The man nodded. "Like what, better tech, powers, what?"


Jax chuckled. "Kid was flashy with his powers, he impressed me I'll give him that. I was jealous. Soon I was like trash to the wind...If you look up top superheroes on Google right now I bet you'll find him at the top...I was on there for years. I even saved a damn family from a fucking robber and all they could say was "Oh, we were expecting Boy Miracle" or whatever his stupid title was. Not even a thank you. I slunk away and decided to just keep to myself...Until Boy Miracle shows up at my door and needs my help with a mission he's on...Freakin' believe that shit?"


The man nodded. "So did you team up with this guy?"


"I'm getting to that part, hold your horses...I think to myself that this could be my chance to redeem my name! I join the damned kid and we fight the usual baddies and then he turns to me pulls a gun out on me. Tells me that I killed his father. Y'know, that cliché bullshit where the hero kills the main villain only to be hunted down by his offspring? Yeah that shit happened to me. I left a boy an orphan at only 5 years old. He said I became the villain that day and I nodded. I killed a kids father even what he did was evil as well. Then he did something that haunts me to this day. He puts the gun to his head. Pulls the trigger, and lights out for him."


The man looked at Jax and nodded. "So this Boy Miracle shoots himself? Why not shoot you?"


"Because I made him do it. I controlled his mind and ended his life there. I knew he was going to end up like his father. A pathetic lowlife trying to take over the world. I know I'm the villain now. You don't be a hero forever...Thing is my time here is done and I fulfilled my purpose...I lived long enough to be the hero everyone loved, and sadly lived long enough to see myself become the villain everyone feared. A lot knew of what I did to Boy Miracle, and shun me. I notice you have a gun in your left jacket pocket. Pull it out"


The man put down the tape recorder as he pulled out his gun from his left jacket pocket. "W-What are you doing?"


"What I should have done a long time ago... point it at me"


The man aimed the gun at Jax.


"Pull the trigger"


Once the man broke from the spell he stared at Jaxs' lifeless body as a single bullet hole oozed blood and dripped brain matter from his forehead. He looked the tape recorder and clicked stop and saved the file and left the home.

(DO I SENSE A DETECTIVE IS NEEDED ?!!!

(LOL nah this was just a short story thingie I wrote for a writers prompt a long time ago)

Question for you guys,  What should I write?

Anything you want to be honest.


What do you feel?


What genre do you feel?

Well we can do a mafia thing if you want

Once, I had the best life a person could have. I had a beautiful doting wife, angelic kids, a nice house, and a great paying job. However, during one fateful day, it all crumbled to the ground.

I recall that I was watching the tv when it happened. Ah yes, it’s all coming back. I was watching the news when it went static for a bit, but when it came back on there was a man in the dark with a voice changer so his identity wouldn’t be given away. “We have the power now, there will be chaos. There is no more law in this world. Everyone is free, including the criminals. It’s survival of the fittest. Good luck in this dangerous game.” He said as he laughed and the tv connection cut out.

“This must be a joke” I thought, until I heard gunshots and glass shattering. I looked at my windows, they were shattered. Scared, I ran to the kitchen to find my wife shot five times in the head. I gasped as I felt tears forming as I ran to check on my kids, all dead. I dropped to my knees. My family I loved so dearly are all gone in a flash, the bits and pieces of the good things in my life were minuscule. I ran outside to try to find another place I could find to be safe, I wasn’t seen by the ones who opened fire on my house. I see one of my neighbors has their house locked up and I remember they’re licensed gun carriers, I knock on the door and they come with a rifle pointed at me. They recognize me in a second and let me in, I thanked them as I went to a private room and bawled my eyes out.

At least I had friends, but now I know I will be scared for the rest of my life. I soon was kidnapped after I went to scavenge for food. I am leaving this message for anyone who finds this. If you have any kindness left in your heart, please tell my story. 

I wish you well, as I have no time left on this earth.

Goodbye,
-James

Very good!


What inspired this? Is this a story you're working on? Off the top of your head?


It was very detailed and engaging!

Off the top of my head, I’m really into dystopian stories

I wanna make a story but idk which character

Actually! Voss

?

Should I write a story with you?

Literate mafia RP

Mari: mari is from a universe that is a lot more wild than ours. massive creatures roam the flurished lands. some of these lands are expansive volcainos, grasslands, oceans, and even the bonelands. a dark, decripted place known for its foul smell and rotting bodies of creatures and bones. massive creatures of all sorts roam all of these lands. even the most dead, flurish with some sort of life. Mari was born in a small village and raised as a gatherer. but one day she wandered and fell into the bonelands. she learnt how to survive, she gathered, hunted, killed. every day was a fight. she slaid the biggest of beasts, the biggest of the bad. she conqured them. she returned to the surface with her new self and hunted the new mosters above. even stronger and stronger they grew with each battle. one day. she was sucked into a portal and sucked into our world. she still has not adapted to this new place. how will she act with the new people? will they be friend or foe?

isa was a "normal" girl... or well tried to be. her mother was tested out with some dna transplicers that made her part wolf, she was supposed to be kept secret by the government until she broke out. eventally her mother was recaptured but once captured again, isa was born. isa was always treated with care but was experiented on, she has some scars and stuff from said tests. but one day, when she was 13. She broke free and ran away. as she ran, she was shot at in attempts to kill her but the mutation gave her fast regeneration. she escaped through a random portal and eventually landed on the other side. bu this time she already was 21. when she rolled out of the portal, her clotes were torn and bloody, basically rags. she was weak from the teleportation

Hope you like them

Dear… well, I don’t know who is reading this, but I am writing this letter in a tight spot and I am not sure how much time I have left. Now, I know you’re probably wondering who I am, but it doesn’t matter since I am dying very soon. However, I digress, I am telling you my story.

It was just another day at the lab, filling out paperwork and doing experiments on microbiology. Little did I know that one of my colleagues’ experiments was going to go horribly wrong. He mixed up the difference containers of viruses and gave them the wrong chemical treatment, making them mutate into a highly infectious, horrible, and severe disease making the host suffer a fate worse than death. I barely made it out alive after it multiplied into visible biomass and spread everywhere. I barely got to a hazmat suit in time.

Now… you’re probably thinking “This can’t get any worse.” Unfortunately, it did get worse, [i much] worse! It spread out of the building and all around the city in the air and in veiny growths on the ground and walls in high concentration areas of contamination. I couldn’t make a cure even if I tried, the lab was destroyed, I was scared. Then there’s an explosion when someone dropped a huge container of pure potassium in an airtight container to stop it from reacting from the oxygen in the room causing an explosion because he suffocated when exposed to the toxin, the metal debris pierced my suit.

I’m running out fo tmie, sti tegting ahrd to wiret. Wohveer fidns htis, I whis yuo hte bets.

Sniceerly,
Jasem

Tell me, will this new world be such a bad place to be?

When the spread first happens, there will be panic, sure.

But it is truly a marvellous virus.

As other colleagues scramble to get into a hazmat suit, I'm nailed to the ground, watching the birth of a new age take place. To bear witness to such a stunning phenomenon is a gift, a privilege. No one can predict exactly how the virus will react when coming into contact with other life-forms.

I slowly learn as I stand, pinned to the ground at what is now ground zero, but I'm already unable tell the others. It's too late anyway.

My hands shake too much to hold my instruments. My legs start to tremble under the strain of the virus. Pain thrashes through my limbs, up my spine and into my head. My muscles contract. My back arches and I fall to the ground. I'm unable to close my eyes. The tiles haven't been swept last night. Tilly should really be addressed next time she locks up.

Tilly won't be coming in no more.

I won't be around to see her. They won't joke and they won't do the whole dance around an awkward greeting in the morning. I won't taste Sophie's burnt eggs next Sunday either.

My fingers peeled backwards as the muscles in the hand suffers spasms and contractions. Others try to stop the virus' progression, but it's already too late. I hear explosions. I hear screams of despair and agony, my own amongst them. Tears leak down my cheeks from the corners of my eyes, but I feel no sorrow, just pain. My thoughts and pain crawl to a halt at some point.

They slow as I try to desperately inhale and find myself unable to do so.

It's a good thing I can't see my reflection, I think.

Sophie wouldn't be impressed by my grimace and tears. I think I'd like to tell her I did it for her future. Hopefully she will be kept safe.

I won't be around to make sure the promise is upheld.

Is that James’s colleague? Very interesting

Nice post Urizen! Thanks for checking in and giving one!

It was a rainy day.. M/C sat in room her watching the rain hit the window.. tik tok, the clock had just chimed 12AM, declaring it was midnight.. M/C looked away from the window stepping of the edge, as she picked up her rain coat and boots she left her room. Heading out the house and into the rain and looked at as the droplet poured all over her face, she laughed lightly as she twirled around. Wondering when the rain will stop, as it has been happening since she was little. She didn't mind this though, as it was beautiful and inspirational to her, and her sunny personality.


   After some time being out in the rain a tall male figure came from behind, hugging and pulling her close (in a protective way please don't think this any other way..). "M I ask why your out here.. Sunshine?" He asked, his white shiny hair was flat and wet due to the rain. Sunshine turned around, facing the tall white haired boy. "I wanted to play in the rain, Selever, Why does Mother and father lock me up?" She asked, a hint of a sadden tone in her voice. 


    Selever sighed, not wanting to tell sunshine the truth. So he covered it up, with a lie. "They are afraid someone might hurt you, but since I'm older they know I can defend myself." He stated, picking her up and onto his shoulders. Sunshine giggled, holding onto him as the rain continued pouring onto their heads. "I reckon we are heading back home, big brother?" She seemed a bit upset going back home, but knew it was the rules...


(CLIFF HANGERRR-)

I know this isn't very good but I tried

Not bad! 


I am indeed intrigued now.

😁😁 tysm Mr.V!! I'm currently working on this on my Google docs

Oh I should also mention it's me Vossler XD


And keep up the good work! Never give up.

Oh- yea! I'm just use to Calling you Mr.V-

I don't mind it! Mr_V is short for Mr. Vossler anyway

:D

[s this is not meant to be replied to. just a random drabble thing]


Heeseung was only an observer in his best friend's life.


Then again, he lost his chance years ago to tell Beomgyu how he felt. Now he can only be there as his best friend.


"Why didn't you tell him how you felt?" Asked Taehyun. "Because, we wouldn't be able to be together anyway," grumbled Heeseung as he let out a soft sigh.


"At least, tell him?" Asked Taehyun. "He [i needs] to know how you feel," he added. "It's fine," responded Heeseung as he walked away from Taehyun. "He's happy, I'm happy," he added. "We would've never ended up together anyway," he added. "Screw this mate crap," grumbled Taehyun.


"You say that, but you wouldn't understand," sighed Heeseung as he walked out of view. Taehyun shook his head, huffing out a sigh as he turned and walked away.


Heeseung let out a deep breath as he stopped and leaned against a wall, looking up at the dark sky above him.


"No, they wouldn't understand," he grumbled, pushing away from the wall and continuing his stroll. "How do you tell someone you like them, when they are already with someone else?" He asked.

Hi I'm new

Remember, this isn't a chat.


So just use it only for random story ideas.


That way you can work on your book

I know just letting people know won't do that again I will go to seseme crew to chat

The world stood still for the hooded man as he stood in the middle of soldiers who surrounded him with their batons unsheathed and crackling with purple energy and their ornate masks glimmering from the sun.


A young woman stood next to the hooded man as she wore a crown upon her head adorned with amethyst gems. She gripped rightly on the man's hand as the soldiers approached closer.


Suddenly the hooded man threw his hood into the air as it began to glow a bright white light the blinded the soldiers and the man ran off with the woman.


The soldiers recovered quickly and ran after the two through the massive city.


The man turned left and ran down some stairs into the lower parts of the city where they were once again surrounded by guards but this time there was a guard dressed differently from the rest. His badge signified he was The Overseer of The Guard


He approached the two and extended his hand to shake the man's hand.


He reveals himself to be the client that offered the man the job to save the princess of the kingdom.


He reveals how he plans to remove the corrupted king from the throne and reign as the new but kinder king.


This doesn't set well with the man, everything seemed off and he saw all the red flags.


He quickly ran off towards the exit of the city.


Enraged, The Overseer sends his personal guards after them.


The two make it to the exit where they make their escape via an airship that quickly grabbed them up.


The Overseer stood there with malice in his eyes. He looked over at his men and nodded.


They quickly saluted him before pulling out their firearms and shooting the civilians nearby.


"Tonight, I take the kingdom of Prism." The Overseer said before departing with his men as they began to slaughter the city.

[center [b This is just a draft... ]]

“Any last words?” a man asked while sharpening a large heavy blade.

 “Hah…” a half-hearted chuckle escaped between her lips as she was forced to kneel before the chopping block.  “Hm…” She looked down upon the bucket fill to the brim with her comrades' heads. Her manga eyes softened fondly.  “Yes” she shook her head then looked out toward the growing crowd. Her long hair softly swayed in the spring breeze. “On this first day of spring-” she spoke in a sweet yet bitter tone as she held her head high.  “I” Her eyebrows furrow together for a moment.  “I’ll finally get to rest” she sighed in relief as the stopped sharpening his blade with a puzzled look.

 “So you sorry fucks try to keep it down when my bloody head is lopped off this body” she grinned like a mad woman.  “You've been nosey enough as is” she glared at the crowd. “Oh and uh-” She turned her head to face her executioner. “I’d prefer a clean cut-” she lifted up her hands that were shackled together. “You know” she closed one fist and slide an index finger against her throat to simulate her beheading.” Just a little off the top, okay?” she shook her head with a chuckle before leaning down and resting her head on the chopping block.

Her strong gaze growing soft while the executioner stood up to approach her.  “Not that it matters…much” She muttered to herself as she watched the executioner lift the heavy blade back. “Everyone here is gonna die anyway-” she felt a sudden sharp pain for a moment then watched the world rotate in slow moe.

'Oh' she stared at a bunch of faceless people. 'That really was a nice clean cut-' her eyes slowly dulled as she approached the ground. The world faded black.

 “. . . ?!” She spring up gasping for air, wide awake and drenched in a cold sweat. A prickling pain burned around her neck.  “A-Again?”She flopped back into a nice comfy bed with a very frustrated look.  “I’m gonna go crazy” she grumbled while floundering about. Kicking off the blanket and rolling onto her side. “This is the eighth time already…” she grumbled some more but into her pillow this time. "I'm tired of trying to win this freak'n war!" she screamed into her pillow.