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The Envy by Razgriz-3, literature

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The Envy

The black night hangs over the assembled townspeople, like the man at the gallows soon will. No moonlight plays over his quaking form - only the dull glow of a single torch. To his right the sheriff and his deputy stand, impassive, unfeeling. On the other side a figure is hunched in shadow. As the torch flame plays across him he steps back, hiding his face. “Please!” the convict shrieks, taking a step toward the sheriff, “I don’t want to die! I don’t want to die! I didn’t know she was in the barn - it was just an accident, I was drunk, I -” The deputy darts forward and clubs him with a truncheon, kn

Crossroads - 2/2 by Razgriz-3, literature

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Crossroads - 2/2

Graham’s eyebrows raised. A demon? He’d figured demons were just fabrications of the Church and the media, designed to put the fear of god into children and to serve as antagonists for shlocky horror movies respectively. Graham had never expected he’d run into one. Now that he - apparently - had, he was underwhelmed. Spiders had never particularly frightened him, even over-large ones, and he wasn’t wounded enough by his father’s standoffishness to be properly upset by seeing his head atop it all. The glowing cysts were a nice touch, but even they couldn’t salvage just how much of a let-down it was to meet

Crossroads - 1/2 by Razgriz-3, literature

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Crossroads - 1/2

“Humm. Hmmm. Hmmm- no, that’s not it.” Lieutenant Graham frowned, brushing broken glass from his lap as the song eluded him again. It was irritating him. More than his crashed plane, more than the blood all over his shoulders and in his mouth, more than the fact that he had less than no idea where he currently was. Why was this song haunting him? At the moment he regained consciousness he’d been assaulted by an armada of feelings. Wonderment at the immense tree trunk that his fighter jutted from, like a bent nail hammered into a thick board, surprise that he hadn’t been killed in the crash, something akin to so

A Downpour Like No Other (3/3) by Razgriz-3, literature

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A Downpour Like No Other (3/3)

Ba-KOW! I sat up on the couch, blinking against the glare of the lightbulb. For an instant I panicked, wondering where I was, but I calmed down as I recalled yesterday’s events. My legs were sore; my eyes hurt. I felt like I hadn’t slept much. Must have woken abruptly. But to what? I could hear the pattering of rain on the roof above me, but that wouldn’t have been enough to- BA-KOW! Ba-KOW! Gunshots. I stumbled to my feet, gaping stupidly, like a fish. Downstairs I heard the sound of things breaking, something metal clattering to the floor, enraged grunts. A woman yelling something that I couldn’t quite make out.

A Downpour Like No Other (2/3) by Razgriz-3, literature

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A Downpour Like No Other (2/3)

I’m sure I’d heard stranger words in my day, but the Mayor’s question was so strange and so spontaneous that I couldn't get my defenses up in time to not answer. “Right handed…?” I murmured, trailing off as my mind fought to put my confusion into words.. “Hm.” A smile flickered onto his face. Somehow it made him look more intimidating. “I just remembered something,” he began. “I believe we do have someone who can take a look at your vehicle after all. He should be able to pull it from where it is right now and see to it in a day’s time.” His tone had changed agai

A Downpour Like No Other (1/3) by Razgriz-3, literature

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A Downpour Like No Other (1/3)

Should you find yourself traveling the I-90 as it cuts through Wyoming, fifty-or-so miles past Rapid City, you might notice a stray off-ramp, the only for miles and miles, cordoned off with concrete barricades and sand bags. Should you glance past this blockade, all you’ll see is a road long-since eroded away, terminating no more than a few yards beyond the barricades in a crag of jagged asphalt. Beyond this, in the land below, there is nothing - no ancient road being consumed by nature’s ravenous jaws, no creaking, distant ruin of a once-town, not so much as a plank of wood standing out against the flat yellow-brown of the lands

Meaningless Ramblings of an Old Coot by Razgriz-3, literature

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Meaningless Ramblings of an Old Coot

So I’ve got a bit of a tale for you. I know, I know. You’re probably thinking something like Get away from me old man, I just want to drink my beer in peace. But it won’t cost you nothin’ to listen, and worse comes to worse you can stab me with something if you really get sick of me flappin’ my gums. Wouldn’t be the first time somebody’s tried. But I do ask you to listen for a little while before you start trying to stick me. I’ll start forthwith: In my younger days - yes, I know that’s how they all start, but how many seventy-year-olds do you talk to who fight pirates and Commies on a r

Plot Hole - 5 by Razgriz-3, literature

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Plot Hole - 5

His flashlight was sputtering. Through the post-adrenaline-rush haze that enshrouded his mind O’Keef could tell this much. He tapped it gently against the flat of his right hand, tried resetting the batteries, to no avail. The beam was growing weaker; soon he would be in the dark again. And at that point… he wasn’t sure what would happen. He put that thought from his head, glancing around. The space he was in seemed massive; he couldn’t see the walls on any side. Some part of him hoped that was due to the flashlight’s low power, but at this point the well of his optimism was bone dry. He turned the flashlight

Plot Hole - 4 by Razgriz-3, literature

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Plot Hole - 4

Though his mind was a shambles, stunned from the shock of the fall and the pain alarms that clamored all over his body, one thought was clear through the chaos: the lighter. He needed to find it. Everything else could be dealt with later. His body responded sluggishly to his demands; his right arm was bent over a rock outcropping, hanging in empty space that could have been half a foot or a thousand feet deep. Bending it hurt at the elbow, but the pain wasn’t sharp enough to indicate a severe injury. In fact, as he slowly forced himself up and got to his feet, he found that no part of his body was more than badly bruised or wrenched. N

Plot Hole - 3 by Razgriz-3, literature

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Plot Hole - 3

His mind halfheartedly urged his body to get up at the thought. But he did not; instead he turned over and lay on his back. There was silence but for his labored breathing and the quiet murmur of water as it slopped against the shore. He lay there, listening to it, letting it calm his thumping heart. In his younger years he’d been prone to panic attacks, usually undergoing between three and five every week. The reasons were typically stupid, or so he’d been told, and his memory wasn’t quite good enough to refute the assertation. But it was good enough to remember what he used to do when they did happen. Calm down, lie down,

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The Envy by Razgriz-3, literature

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Meaningless Ramblings of an Old Coot by Razgriz-3, literature

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Meaningless Ramblings of an Old Coot

Plot Hole - 5 by Razgriz-3, literature

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Artist // Student // Literature

Feb 21
United States
Deviant for 12 years
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I wrote a book! If you like historical fiction and feel like supporting me, you can get it here: www.amazon.com/Little-Glass-Me…

I really appreciate it!

Now that I've said that, hi! I am a writerperson! I suppose I could include "aspiring" there, but as you can see above I've actually written and self-published a book, so I guess I'm not quite aspiring.

The book's title is Little Glass Men, and it's a historical-fiction novel that takes place in 1921, in a military hospital for wounded veterans. I also write a rather wide variety of short stories, and though I don't typically stick to one particular genre you can generally assume that whatever I put up is dark to some degree.

In my spare time I have been known to watch bad movies, battle the forces of evil, and hide under rocks.

Twitter: twitter.com/Poor_Penmanship

Favourite Visual Artist

Tim Burton

Favourite Movies

Nightmare Before Christmas. Noticing a theme, here?

Favourite TV Shows

Courage the Cowardly Dog, Mystery Science Theater 3000, Rick and Morty

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Reverend Glasseye, O'Death, Slim Cessna's Auto Club, Nick Cave, Tom Waits, Modest Mouse

Favourite Books

Observatory Mansions, Catch-22, 1984

Favourite Writers

Ray Bradbury

Favourite Games

LISA, Ace Combat 5, Paper Mario and the Thousand Year Door, To the Moon

Favourite Gaming Platform

PC?

Tools of the Trade

A hell of a lot of bandaids.

Other Interests

Staring at walls, cursing, writing, cursing more, arguing with walls, insulting Frenchmen

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Razgriz-3

Dec 1, 2017

Steam Account

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So I'm basically not around too much these days. Apologies for that - I learned that if I posted a story on deviantart I couldn't try to get it published, which just meant that the stories I posted here were either unfinished or otherwise unsatisfactory, which in turn meant that I didn't really want to show them to people. That's not the point of this journal, though. For those of you still around who might want to hang out/chat, feel free to friend me on Steam - I'm on it more often than any other social-site-thing. I'm also on twitter but I'm sure there are links to that scattered around my page. Steam account: http://steamcommunity.com/p

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Oct 14, 2016

Everything's Updates

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I wish I had journals to put up other than updates, but, well, I suppose I don't. As you might or might not have noticed, I've gone quiet again. There is a bit more of a reason for this than usual - and, for once, it isn't that I'm not writing anything. Quite the contrary. However, I've become more reluctant to put my stories up on deviantart. As I understand it, it's much more difficult to get a work published if it's already been published somewhere. The issue with deviantart is that if I put a story up here and then try to publish somewhere under my real name, a single search could bring up the name of the story, and then it'd look like

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Aug 16, 2016

Tacky

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Updates are, that is. And that seems to be all I post in the way of journals, but go figure. I have been quieter lately, but I haven't been inactive. Well, when it comes to writing. Have a finished short story that I've been holding onto in the vain hopes that I might try to get it published, but in retrospect it's probably both insufficient and too long. I keep forgetting to put it up here, where it could at least get a little bit of feedback, but I'll get to it. Ideally before the end of time. In other news, the book's coming along better than it has been. Work stagnated for about a month at the 6000-word-mark, but I've picked it back up

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Happy Birthday!

Thank you, my friend. I am becoming an Old Coot. Finally!

CrossDevice

Feb 23, 2017

XD We can all be old now!

DieHardPizzaLover

Dec 13, 2016

Thanks for the fav man! :D (Big Grin)

Nexubis

Nov 20, 2016

Hi!

Thank you very much for the favorites! I apreciatte it! Have a very lovely day~

Razgriz-3

Nov 20, 2016

Oh my. Thank you! You left a nice comment on the proto-step of a comic I've been shrieking at a friend to try to make and I am hoping it would help encourage her and you're good in my book.

Nexubis

Nov 21, 2016

You mean the one of ExplosiveCats? And aww thank you as well! It is good to know that people do not think I am an asshole or something! :')