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XDemencia
Never though my story about foot fetish would be included in groups like this, haha. Nice!
Yltoris
I'm surprised you wanted an unfinished story in your Feartured section.  Still, be my guest.
thausgt
I am honored that my work, Cyber Core, has been included in this group's "Featured" gallery, and look forward to reading whatever constructive and supportive comments I might receive! Thank you, one and all!
colliaz
Thanks for wanting to include my little story The Devil Composer in your group. :)
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 Hey, I couldn't help but notice that you asked to put the porcelain Mesmerizing Interview into the Featured category. The thing is, that's an Al-generated work. I have real, non-Al writings. They're the Friday Fun Posts. Wouldn't it be more representative of the "Talented Writers" group to curate the works that I have actually written? Or do you really imply that I have been bested by my own Al? Here's one such Friday Fun Post. Thanks for your consideration

The Camera GuyHOST: Folks, it is with my sincerest displeasure to report we have a crude, terrible man joining us today. He may curry your favor with his Guile and Intrigue, but make no mistake: this man is a Sniper. He’s a psychologically sick individual who has terrorized our society ad nauseam with his instant-kill moves; whose crooked luck and boundless cowardice are his only defenses against the soul-rending Eye of justice. For your consideration, here is… The Camera Guy.An unassuming man emerges from the backstage. He leans back on the guest chair, a serious-looking pro-grade camera hanging from his neck by a thick strap. If you were to look closely, the camera has a couple extra dials and buttons it probably shouldn’t have.HOST: Welcome to the show, sir. Do you mind introducing yourself for the viewers at home?CG: Me? They call me the camera guy. Glad to be here.HOST: Sure. So, what do you do, Mr. Camera Guy? You like photography?CG: I mean, it’s in the name, right? I’m the camera guy. I see a girl I like, I walk up to her, I ask to take her picture, and… heheheh… the rest is history, if ya know what I’m sayin’!HOST: Certainly. That is, after all, your Claim to Fame. Could you elaborate on the rest being history, for the viewers at home?CG: Yeah, so, I’m not even sure why myself, but whenever I take someone’s pic with this bad boy, she gets, ah, instantly transmuted into a… let’s say a human representation. CG lifts the camera in front of him to show it off. HOST instinctively squirms back in his seat.CG: Relax, relax! Anyway, so I’ve been on a plastic figure kick lately just because it’s easier to put ‘em in my bag and get out in a jiffy, but I can do mannequins just fine. Haven’t tried too many of the other settings, though. Maybe later.HOST: And you claim you’ve been at it for years, and you still haven’t been caught in the act?CG: Oh, I’ve been close a couple of times, but it’s funny. One time, I, ah, added a fresh figure to my collection, and I was about to pack up and leave when I heard some other girl howl at the top of her lungs. I turned around, and there she was, in plain sight, no cover or anything. She doesn’t know the first thing about spying on people! What is this, day care? Heheheh!HOST: So I’m being led to believe that you just snapped her right there on the spot.CG: No, I invited her to tea and biscuits. Buddy, I’m the camera guy. Of course I snapped her! That was basically a twofer for me. A twofer.HOST: Right. And what happens to these girls after you, ‘snap’ them? Do they change back?CG suddenly jolts forward in his seat, overcome with laughter. His mouth is agape, and he supports himself with his arms on the desk, making him look like some kind of Beast. If you fired a charged shot into his mouth, it would stun him temporarily and then you could unload super missiles into him while he’s down. This goes on for about thirty seconds.HOST: Guess I’ll take that as a no. But back to the girls, do they stay conscious? Are they aware of their… new existence, as you’d say?CG: Oh, yeah, yeah I think so. Maybe not the ones from three years back or so. I’d imagine they’d develop some kinda memory problem at least half a year to a year in. I wouldn’t be able to tell ya. The girls wouldn’t be able to tell ya either, heheh!HOST: … And I assume you’ve got quite the ‘rizz’ to consistently get all these girls to let you take their pictures as a random stranger.CG: Precisely. Again, it’s almost criminally easy. I think one time I literally told her that she looked so good that she oughta be a mannequin on display. I thought it would scare her off and give me more of a Fun and Fair Challenge chasing her around, but no! I believe that was when I was coming off of a ‘Hot Streak’ as I called it…HOST: And that is…CG: Ten or more girls in one day. Convention halls, parks, malls, those are good spots if I wanna grind for one. My camera makes a cool little noise when I pull it off. I can show you the best spots after this if you’d like.HOST: No thanks. Actually, about that ‘ten or more girls in one day’ bit. Do you get asked about missing person reports often in your line of work?CG: Probably not as much as I should, heheh… But there was this one time when some police wanted to come into my place and do a search or something. I forget what it was exactly; I only knew that they happened to send an all-female squad, so I just… took some quick candids, is all. The burst fire’s really good for situations like that one. You get the picture, right?HOST: Oh, rest assured. I get it, alright. You, sir, are a coldblooded killer.CG drops the camera in shock, and it swings hard against his chest. He scrambles to inspect it and make sure something didn’t break.CG: A killer? Really, now? On what grounds?HOST: What do you mean, on what grounds? Sir, Mr. Camera Guy, I’m not sure how I’m gonna square this with you, but your camera there is an instant kill move.CG: Right, an instant kill move. A technique that can send anyone to the pearly gates without fail if it connects. That’s what my camera is, you say.HOST: Yes. Your camera… is an instant kill move. You can’t possibly argue your subjects are alive anymore, or are in any position to continue living, after you pull the trigger on ‘em.CG: But I can, Host, and I shall, if you allow me to offer you my unique Perspective on the situation. Now. As you know, the human body is but a Vessel for the true essence of a person, the Soul. When the body ceases to function, sure, the Soul moves on to the Aether where it may face Heaven or Hell as the powers that be see fit.HOST: What's your angle here?CG: My angle is this. While the functionality of the vessel of flesh relies on such matters as the brain and heart, the same cannot be said for a vessel of plastic. As long as it remains tangible, real, not disintegrated by a Laser or such else, a mannequin is always functional, and the Soul within remains alive and well. HOST: But you said earlier that they eventually stop thinking! Surely you've doomed them to a slow, miserable demise!CG: Ah, but have I? Host, inanimate objects have no nervous system. They cannot feel pain. And as you also know from the concept of Sleeping, one can live without thoughts or consciousness. With no nerves to feel physical pain, and no thoughts to process emotional pain, how could you possibly interpret such an existence as miserable?HOST: That’s… that’s besides the point! Alive or not, you’ve still kidnapped them! You’ve robbed them of years of their life! Think of their families, their friends, everything they wanted to do with their lives! You’d be a coward to imply your tricks spell anything but pure Catastrophe for your pitiful subjects!CG: A coward… Sigh. Listen, Host, I'm sorry to hear you have such a low opinion of my services. Really, I am. But, it's just too easy to get caught up in social interactions and stress and everything else in life. Host, I know you are quite a busy man, what with running this talk show and whatnot. Do you remember the last time you just sat down and had a moment's worth of relaxation to yourself? The last time you were truly happy, even? My point is, by taking these girls' photos, what I'm really doing is letting them have that forever. No distraction, no boredom, just peace and fulfillment from making my private collection a better place. Pleasure, even, from being wiped down with a cloth or towel every couple of months so they don't gather dust. I’d wager that's more important for them than any responsibilities or personal goals, in the Long Run. And if it truly isn't the case, Host, and my statuary ends up getting swiped by some street rat or Hoodlum, then they'll just have to rest easy knowing they're making someone's Reddit shelf that much nicer. But really, it's outta my hands at this point, so why worry about that?HOST: Eloquently put, Camera Guy…HOST leans forward ever so slightly, but it’s enough to make CG straighten up. His fingers twiddle nervously at the camera dials.HOST: But I believe that’s all the time we have for tonight. It’s been great having you. Say, why don’t we commemorate the occasion with a quick photo?CG: Perhaps later. I think… I have to recharge the batteries. It uses a lot of power, you see. I carry plenty of spares…HOST: Then put in one of the spares. You gotta be ready to snap any female who crosses your path at a moment’s notice. Why wouldn’t you have a spare right this instant?CG: I… I just don’t see why you’d want to do it. I mean…HOST: What do you mean, Camera Guy? Tell me, would you snap a child with that camera of yours? Do the young ones at home not deserve eternity without distraction or boredom as much as the grown-ups?CG: Well… when you put it that way… But you see…HOST: And you said that police squad from earlier was all female? What would you do if they were all guys? No boys allowed in your private collection, Camera Guy?CG: … Not necessarily… But if I had to choose…HOST quick-dashes across the desk. His hands are now wrapped firmly around the camera, threatening to yank it off of CG’s contemptible neck.HOST: If you had to choose? Shouldn’t make a difference at that point, right? Just a perfect piece of plastic enjoying their new life, right, Camera Guy?! You’re doing the world a favor. Spreading true happiness far and wide.CG: B-but… that’s not what I mean-HOST: I know what you mean, all right. Dunno if you heard my little intro spiel, but I called you a sniper. In front of a live studio audience, I said you were a sniper. Mr. Camera Guy, I was being generous. I was being generous, still, by letting you waste my precious prime-time block with your derisible mental gymnastics routine. ‘Cause you know, in your heart of hearts, that your work is that of the lowly Sexual P- Camera Guy wigs out and crouches low under the Host, sliding the camera’s strap over his head in the motion. Host recognized he was setting up an uppercut, so he countered with a left gut punch while keeping the camera clenched in his right. HOST: Not today, kid! Let’s end your collection on a high note!Stunned, the Camera Guy had no chance to dodge as the Host pressed down on the shutter.*FLASH!!*When the light cleared, Camera Guy was standing… and snickering to himself as the Host toppled to the ground, now reduced to a loathsome floor tiles statue. The camera was still lodged in his solidified hands, but it’s nothing a sledgehammer can’t fix.CG: Oh yeah. That’s the front-facing feature. I didn’t think I’d ever have a reason to use it, but here we are. Thanks for having me, bud. I’ll see myself out. 
UrbanCarnival
Hi, I'd like to thank you for asking me to include one of my stories in your group:
The Lil Bares, Chapter 2Traversing through the bushes and trees of the lush, vibrant woodland, Felix led them along a dirt path that led to a massive wooden door that was surrounded by fragrant maple trees and ivy vines. Creaking the door slightly open, he looked around quickly, and then gestured for the others to come take a look themselves after seeing no one else around. Taking a peek for themselves, the boys were in awe at the view before them. A 3-acre-wide garden surrounded by wildlife of all kinds and flora covered in flavorful, ripe fruits. In the center was a lake filled with crystal clear, purified freshwater, with one end having a cove with a waterfall behind it and a river path that led to a beach glittering with smooth, cream-colored sand and a view of the mountains in the distance on the other end. "Wow, this place is so big and colorful!", Gabriel exclaimed as he wandered his gaze around him, when a curious squirrel skittered towards him, inspecting him as he crouched down to pet it. "I know, right?!", Felix piped in gleefully. "Me and Romeo found it just last week." The lads began to roam the area, with Umbrella admiring the plant life and taking in the overall enchanting atmosphere the garden gave off. "Well...it's definitely much more pleasant than I was expecting.""This is great! Should've mentioned this place earlier; it would've saved us the time of finding a camping spot.", Waru commented. "Oh, I thought you'd rather go running around in the woods than be here.", Felix remarked slyly. "Why do that when we got all we need right here?", Waru commented smugly, despite his earlier suggestion from before. "Yo, Piddlepants! Set up with Gabriel over there!""Hey, I thought we came here to have some fun. We should all relax for a bit before getting to work.", Felix reminded the others. "Well... what did you have in mind?" Umbrella asked as he rested the equipment on the ground. "How does...skinny dipping sound?", Felix suggested enthusiastically. Umbrella was taken aback by the absurd idea and stared at the bubbly young king with bewilderment. "B-But Felix, I thought you weren't into that kind of "stuff"...""I'm not; I just find it fun and soothing. Besides, there's nothing naughty about being naked. Just the yucky stuff Romeo does.""Skinny dipping, huh?", Waru butted in, overhearing Felix's idea. "Eh, why the hell not?" He began to strip out of his garb, flinging them aside, and raced towards the edge of the lake cannonballing, scaring away some of the creatures who were occupying it. Not wanting Waru to have all of the enjoyment, Felix walked away from Umbrella and went to join Waru in the fun. Umbrella and Gabriel just watched as Felix casually took off his clothes and began to remove his soft, cotton briefs, exposing his plump bottom, before slowly emerging his feet into the cold, freshwater. Gabriel, not wanting to feel left out, proceeded to follow suit and went to play with the curious otters that swam around him.Umbrella just simply stood there awkwardly, flustered at the others feeling no shame at what they were doing. "Hey Umbry, aren't you coming?", Felix curiously asked Umbrella, hoping he'd give it a try. "N-no thanks! I'll just read b-by the, uh...trees.""What's the matter? Scared to show off a little skin?", Felix said with a cheeky attitude. "Yeah, a little...I-I mean, I just don't want anyone else to catch me...exposing myself...""Relax Umbrella; I'm pretty sure no one else comes here often. C'mon, get in!""Yeah, no need to worry about your shrimp dick becoming the talk of the lands.", Waru chimed in, resulting in Felix dunking him beneath the water. "Just try to enjoy yourself and forget everyone else. Take the risk! It could really help with that self-confidence of yours." The young blue king, despite the strict standards he pus on himself and with Halberd "helping" him follow them, started to rethink Felix's invitation, but not without hesitation. But after some time considering the opportunity presented to him, he began to reluctantly unbutton his vest and remove his puffy dress shirt. 

But I would like to ask, what do you think of it? What things do you like and what things do you think can change or be improved on?
tdraven67540
thx for the feature ;D i hope you will enjoy the story