It All Started With bread Chapter 1 My heart pounded faster and faster as the relentless guards hurriedly shoved me down the long, condescending corridor, and to my inevitable punishment. I tried to break free of their grasp, but my body had already frozen with fear. There were no doors in this corridor lit only by a few torches placed haphazardly on the walls. At the end of the hallway, there was one room. That room contained the punishment I was to receive. I struggled as hard as I could, but the trained guards easily held me back as they pushed me ever closer.We arrived at the inevitable, and most likely final, destination. One of the guards pressed a button on the wall, and the iron doors opened the doorway to my punishment. The guards shoved me in the room, and the doors slammed shut. I knew that escaping was impossible; the only exit was the door I entered in, and that was heavily guarded.I turned to see what torture I was to receive, but saw only a few torches and… I let out a g
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The first 10,000 decimals of pi3.1415926535 8979323846 2643383279 5028841971 6939937510 5820974944 5923078164 0628620899 8628034825 3421170679 8214808651 3282306647 0938446095 5058223172 5359408128 4811174502 8410270193 8521105559 6446229489 5493038196 4428810975 6659334461 2847564823 3786783165 2712019091 4564856692 3460348610 4543266482 1339360726 0249141273 7245870066 0631558817 4881520920 9628292540 9171536436 7892590360 0113305305 4882046652 1384146951 9415116094 3305727036 5759591953 0921861173 8193261179 3105118548 0744623799 6274956735 1885752724 8912279381 8301194912 9833673362 4406566430 8602139494 6395224737 1907021798 6094370277 0539217176 2931767523 8467481846 7669405132 0005681271 4526356082 7785771342 7577896091 7363717872 1468440901 2249534301 4654958537 1050792279 6892589235 4201995611 2129021960 8640344181 5981362977 4771309960 5187072113 4999999837 2978049951 0597317328 1609631859 5024459455 3469083026 4252230825 3344685035 2619311881 7101000313 7838752886 5875332083 8142061717 7669147303 5982534
Large and Pointless Numbers100 = hundred1,000 = thousand1,000,000 = million1,000,000,000 = billion1,000,000,000,000 = trillion1,000,000,000,000,000 = quadrillion1,000,000,000,000,000,000 = quintillion1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 = sextillion1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 = septillion1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 = octillion1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 = nonillion1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 = decillion1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 = undecillion1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 = duodecillion1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,00 0= tredecillion1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 = quattuordecillion1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 = quindecillion1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 = sexdecillion1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 = septendecillion1,000,000,000,000,000
Commission for MMuffinmanBoom, boom, boom. The sound of his heart resonated in is ears as he ran the futile race. Darting left and right through the trees, his breath quickened to an almost unbearable rate. If he didn't collapse from exhaustion, his ears would surely burst."Don't turn around!" He thought to himself, "Just keep running!"His legs screamed in agony as he pumped them, harder and harder. Just when he believed that he was going to die from the horrible pain his muscles were receiving, he saw something that gave him renewed hope and energy. The Exit.Against all the deafening protest, his heart pumped even faster as he sprinted towards the rusty gate. The button that opened the gate almost fell apart in his hands as he mashed it into the wall. For one painfully long moment, nothing happened.Then, the technology whirred to life. The decaying doorway to freedom slowly rising, he took one cautious sweep of the area to be sure that he wasn't being followed. He let out a terrified gasp.There was no mi
Lani and the Ender Dragon  Chapter 3 "How in the Nether are we going to cross the ocean!?" Lani asked,"Water hurts us, remember?" "We could always just teleport to the other side." Avira stated. "Then how would Nora and I get across?" Trint looked just about asconfused and frustrated as anyone else. "I have an idea," Said Nora, "I think I still have a stackof lily pads in my chest, Trint and I could ride boats while setting downpads, and you could carefully teleport across them." Lani thought for a moment."Once again, Nora, Your smartnesshas prevailed." "Okay, let me go get them!" Nora ran into the hut. "Wait," Avira suddenly looked worried. "What if we miss? "We won't." Lani said, with an air of determination.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The going was slow, as Trint did not yet know how to operate a boat.After he figured it out, The going was still slow; as Nora did not knowthat an enderman's
Chalk There is a college somewhere in Colorado that just hired a new teacher for the subject of biology. His name is Mr. Cifer. He is an atheist and is so appalled by the aspect of a God that he spends the entire semester proving that no God could exist. At the end of each semester, he would turn and say to the class, "If anyone still believes in God after all of that, stand up." He would then proceed to take a brand-new piece of chalk out of a box, and just to prove the point he made so clear throughout the term, say, "If God were real, he would be able to stop this piece of chalk from breaking when it hits the ground." After which he would drop the fragile chalk from his fingers, which would then land on the tile floor and shatter into a million pieces. For 8 years, no one has ever stood. Some people still made it through his class and were still Christian, but none had the courage to stand at the end of term; Mr