astone2292 - Stories

A collection of randomly inspired stories. The concepts can come from anywhere, and they have no correlation or connection to each other. Genres and themes will be arbitrary, characters may or may not come from my other stories, and chapter posting will happen at any time.

In other words, a story dump. Enjoy!

Augustus earned his promotion to general manager. But with the new job comes new problems. What lies beyond his store's walls? An attached, abandoned bar.

A patient wakes up in a familiar hospital. His concerns? The doctor is a moving tree, the therapist has wings, and the waiting room is filled with every supernatural being known to existence. Oh, and he can't remember anything about himself.

It's time for Sam and Pam to take a vacation, and they know just the place to let off some steam, among other things. What could entail in their adventure to the supernatural world's most illustrious nightclub?

Zach has been invited out for his sister’s twenty-first birthday. Unfortunately for him, he’s stuck at the nightclub with little to do. The music is annoying, and he does not drink. His saving grace? The bartender giving him Perrier and truffle fries. How exciting.

Can anything or anyone rescue him from his boredom?

I just got off work. My mind is numb. All I want is my couch, Xbox, and headphones to cancel out the world around me.

You know what? Nah, I just want to chill out with my boyfriend.

With all options exhausted, it's time for Rohn Harghu to take a risk. Despite his family's negative opinions, he has decided to gamble on an odd employment opportunity. To completely uproot his life and relocate to another planet seemed normal, but to go to the newest member of the Galactic Union? Little was known about the Xiaven. Rohn aimed to change that.

I've always run. I tried my best to stay in one place, but they find me. What kind of life should I live if I'm constantly threatened? It's not like I can do anything about it. Fate finds a way to force me onward. Well, my time in Chicago is over. I feel them coming. Now, where's my next stop?

This journal is supposed to help me get through life. Write what happened for the day, then reflect upon the words. Since I started my sophomore year in high school, it's become a daily activity. These entries certainly helped me through some bad times.

Let's hope college won't be as brutal. I guess I should put this away. Got a long drive ahead of me. It's move-in day! I'm praying my roommate won't be an asshole and make fun of my art.