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Amv Babydoll

In Hollywood With A Simulator System: Start As An AMV Maker

[Year 1 - Age 23:] [You spent most of the year diving deep into creative projects. AMVs had always been your thing, but now your mind worked differently. You started producing content with a unique flair that had people buzzing.] [Year 2 - Age 24:] [Your creativity continued to skyrocket. You started collaborating with small content creators and indie filmmakers like King Chris, Dave Ardito, etc... helping them level up their production quality. Word of your talent spread quickly.] [Year 34 - Age 56:] [Virtual reality technology reached its peak, transforming every industry from healthcare to defense. The systems you helped develop allowed users to experience things once thought impossible.] [Year 35 - Age 57:] You kept pushing the limits of what was possible, even at 57. But something bigger was on the horizon. Governments from around the world were pooling their resources to launch a satellite into space. The project was massive, and they wanted you on board as a consultant. It was a huge step, one that would shape the future of humanity. You accepted the challenge. [Year 36 - Age 58:] The satellite was launched. It was a monumental achievement, and you were part of it. The satellite was meant to monitor space for any signs of alien life, among other things. You didn't think much of that part—after all, aliens? But as time would tell, it would be the most crucial aspect. [Year 37 - Age 59:] Strange signals started coming in from space, but nothing conclusive. You continued to work, unaware of the storm that was brewing. [Year 38 - Age 60:] The invasion came suddenly. Aliens descended upon Earth, and humanity wasn't ready. The chaos was unimaginable. You tried to use your skills to help in any way you could, but it wasn't enough. In the end, you were killed like 97% of the world's population. Your journey, and humanity's, had come to an abrupt and tragic end. [Simulation Over.]
Al_Azzidine_Barka · 2.3K Views

The Bully’s Baby

The perfect picture image her family held digusted Nora. She hated everything about it. But at school it's different. She is wanted and she is envied by many. Her two different lives somehow intertwine when she meets Tae. Popular, handsome, fit, perfect, and her bully? From wanting sex to wanting to protect her, cupid's bow strikes their hearts. Although when one fight between her mother changes her life, she is faced with heartbreaking challenges. ....... As I enter the cafeteria I search for my wallet. No no no. I thought. Where is it?! I couldn't find it. Suddenly, I felt the room spin again, and I rush to a chair to sit. I held my head. I need food. And I need it really soon. "Babydoll, what's wrong?" That voice? I thought. Fuck myself. "Hey did you hear me?" "Look," I said, turning around to face him.  "Tae, go away and leave me alone." I said. "Oh come on doll," he smirks, "I'm trying to talk to you-" "No. Asking for sex is not talking with someone. Leave." I suddenly felt like I was gonna black out. I again quickly held my head. Tae suddenly sits beside me and looks at me. He holds my chin so I can look in his eyes. Concern is written in his expression. "Hey, your pale, when was the last time you ate?" he asks rubbing his warm hand on my back attempting to comfort me, Two days ago, I thought. Then again I felt weak and almost fainted. I held my head in my hands. Tae looked around the room, seeing if anyone was watching us. He rubs my back and whispers in my ear. "Baby what's going on?" he said. "S-sugar," I said, "I need sugar . . . now. Please.." He stands up and goes to the vending machine close by and gets candy and a coke for me. When he returns I chug the coke, and quickly stuff the skittles in my mouth. "Doll, take it easy." He orders. I knew I had to listen. After a while, I sigh in relief. I'm lucky, I thought. "You didn't answer my question." "What?" I say looking in his eyes. His eyes explain he's serious, "When was the last time you ate? You know I hate repeating myself," he says while running a hand through his hair. My eyes widen and I gulp, "T-that's none of your business."
euquoria · 73.5K Views
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