Hello!
Lately I've been told that what I write is written by an AI.
Which is not true.
I think maybe it's because I translate my stories with DeepL Translate.
And yes, this is also being translated.
My language is Spanish and I am very bad at English, I started to translate exclusively my stories of The Bad Guys in an attempt to improve.
I admit I got tired of studying, but I kept on translating because people seemed to like it.
I asked those who read my stories in Spanish and those who responded agreed that I don't write like an AI, so I think it's a translation thing.
I just wanted to clear up some doubts.
My stories are not the most original and they won't be amazing, but I write them for fun and to add my bit to this Shipp that I love. 3
I'm sorry if the writing hurts your immersion, but thanks for taking the time to read.
They grabbed their tablets and quickly left their seats, organizing themselves in the meeting room with their boss sitting across the table.
All members of the project management team pay attention.
- Talk about the key points of our previous proposal. -
Said the team leader.
- We decided to continue with the data extraction. -
Informs Webs reading the information on his tablet.
- The development team suggests that we clean the system before working on it, to avoid overload. -
Today is Friday and usually meetings are raised on Mondays, but are subject to change according to the boss's schedule.
The spider is in charge of booking conference rooms and sending out meeting announcements each week if that happens.
She herself applied for the task.
If the team leader had to leave due to development or security issues, she had to ask how to proceed with the meeting.
If the meeting was cancelled, she would pass on reminders to the team and if it needed to be rescheduled, she would find the best time and date for the leader.
- When is the server routing scheduled to change? -
The leader asks again.
- We will start working on it on Tuesday at 4 AM. -
- Ask the media team for a break until 12 AM. -
Points out the leader.
- Source distribution is also not scheduled yet. -
Said the project management manager.
- Once the routing is finished, the source distribution should only take about 5 minutes to complete. -
Replied the spider with a smile.
- We could start at 3 AM when the site has the least amount of visitors and ... . -
- Tara, bring us coffee. -
Orders the Team Leader reading the project files.
- . . . Yes, boss. -
The message notification appears on the screen of your tablet.
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The moment it started, the wizards ran.
The spider should be on the lookout for any surprise attack.
They come from the front, another from the right and two from the left, heading straight for where he is.
He keeps his guard up and doesn't move until they signal.
Enemies draw swords so they can be ready for attacks from either side.
Magic waiting in the air ready to be unleashed at any moment.
Demonic possession and enchantments.
Suddenly they began to run in an attack against everyone.
They were swept away by his wind spell.
Just at that moment, one of their enemies used the power of lightning to move with more speed.
He waves his sword straight at her neck.
- Piranha stop kissing the cards! -
Snake exclaims without caring about scaring the other customers of the fast food restaurant with a capacity of about twenty people.
- I can't help it! -
The little fish hugs the cards adoringly.
- I never played Wizarding Conquests again since my mother considered them the devil and burned my entire collection. -
- Oooh something similar happened to me too. -
Remember the shark.
- I would go play at my friends' houses, and Mom forbade me to ever see them again. -
- I have something similar too. -
The wolf comments after sipping his soda from inside the paper cup.
- My father never let me ride a skateboard.
I insisted.
Then he said that if I wanted to learn to ride a skateboard so badly, I should do it when I'm no longer responsible.
I should do it when I'm no longer responsible for paying my medical bill. -
The laughter wasn't long in coming.
While everyone is distracted.
The spider discreetly places the teleportation card to save himself.
Snake looked at the Menu again, it was reasonably priced despite the first class imagery and the ambiance thrilled him as a food lover.
Especially those refrigerated display cases under the counter filled with cakes, cookies and other homemade delicacies to choose from.
He ordered an Apple Pie and when the waitress finished taking his order and returned to the back of the restaurant.
Wolf commented with a smile.
- Whenever you eat it reminds me of a squirrel keeping his food in his cheeks. -
- It's true! -
exclaims the spider before the snake can process that information.
- Look, I even took a picture of it. -
She proudly shows her cell phone with the picture of Snake with larger-than-normal cheeks.
- ... I do that in the office? -
The reptile asks uneasily.
- No. -
Answers the shark with a smile.
- I have to go to the bathroom. -
The snake excuses himself, leaving the others at the table astonished.
Then a question popped into everyone's head;
Didn't he know?