Magnus
@magnus-stokoe.bsky.social
A writer, of sorts. Published in print and online… not that it matters. I’m here from Threads, with longer form stuff on Substack. He/Him
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Cyberpunk Legends: Into the Night
Return to the world of Cyberpunk, discover the history of Night City in this strategic story driven co-op card game.
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October 1, 2025 at 8:15 PM
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Fell down some #wormhole into Watchmen cowritten by PKD and Burroughs. Minor #skirmish outside the bar - some Yahtzee yelling slurs; called the tall, gorgeous man in the #taffeta gown a #deviant. He looked resplendent, walking over in those heels. Knocked him out cold like a pro #boxer
Pride. Felt.
Pride. Felt.
What a wonderful journey
I’ve had
Thank you 🙏🏽 all from the bottom of my heart for the support & lovely messages
#vss365 #prompt
for 15 July is #wormhole (n)
As my journey comes to an end
please join me in welcoming @jamilynewriter.bsky.social
your host from 16 July
Please do follow & support her.
I’ve had
Thank you 🙏🏽 all from the bottom of my heart for the support & lovely messages
#vss365 #prompt
for 15 July is #wormhole (n)
As my journey comes to an end
please join me in welcoming @jamilynewriter.bsky.social
your host from 16 July
Please do follow & support her.
Hello Everyone😊
Your #vss365 #prompt for 14 July is #contrarian (n): a person who takes a contrary position or attitude
I will soon pass the #vss365 baton to @jamilynewriter.bsky.social
who will be your host from 16 July 2025. Please do follow her
Happy writing✍️
Your #vss365 #prompt for 14 July is #contrarian (n): a person who takes a contrary position or attitude
I will soon pass the #vss365 baton to @jamilynewriter.bsky.social
who will be your host from 16 July 2025. Please do follow her
Happy writing✍️
July 15, 2025 at 11:22 AM
#contrarian librarian; always knew way better than you. You want hope? Nope. Try dystopia. Seek Romantic era Shelley then she gives Orwellian nightmares. It’s unfair. I didn’t ask for this.
You find her choice remiss? You’ll read at her behest. Clear proof you knew not what would benefit you best.
You find her choice remiss? You’ll read at her behest. Clear proof you knew not what would benefit you best.
Hello Everyone😊
Your #vss365 #prompt for 14 July is #contrarian (n): a person who takes a contrary position or attitude
I will soon pass the #vss365 baton to @jamilynewriter.bsky.social
who will be your host from 16 July 2025. Please do follow her
Happy writing✍️
Your #vss365 #prompt for 14 July is #contrarian (n): a person who takes a contrary position or attitude
I will soon pass the #vss365 baton to @jamilynewriter.bsky.social
who will be your host from 16 July 2025. Please do follow her
Happy writing✍️
July 15, 2025 at 11:00 AM
#contrarian librarian; always knew way better than you. You want hope? Nope. Try dystopia. Seek Romantic era Shelley then she gives Orwellian nightmares. It’s unfair. I didn’t ask for this.
You find her choice remiss? You’ll read at her behest. Clear proof you knew not what would benefit you best.
You find her choice remiss? You’ll read at her behest. Clear proof you knew not what would benefit you best.
Hotels are liminal spaces - permanent buildings that are almost entirely transient habitations. Everyone is just passing through, including a lot of temporary staff. Their "memory" can be trusted to be unreliable, partial... conventions and their attendees almost indistinguishable from each other.
June 22, 2025 at 7:25 PM
Hotels are liminal spaces - permanent buildings that are almost entirely transient habitations. Everyone is just passing through, including a lot of temporary staff. Their "memory" can be trusted to be unreliable, partial... conventions and their attendees almost indistinguishable from each other.
Quick as lightning she whipped the long cooking chopsticks across his knuckles. He pulled his hand back to his chest, the look on his face priceless
“No fingers!” She snapped, her stern frown melting to a smile as she pulled out a long slice of radish for him. “This brine is older than you, gweilo”
“No fingers!” She snapped, her stern frown melting to a smile as she pulled out a long slice of radish for him. “This brine is older than you, gweilo”
May 29, 2025 at 1:14 PM
Quick as lightning she whipped the long cooking chopsticks across his knuckles. He pulled his hand back to his chest, the look on his face priceless
“No fingers!” She snapped, her stern frown melting to a smile as she pulled out a long slice of radish for him. “This brine is older than you, gweilo”
“No fingers!” She snapped, her stern frown melting to a smile as she pulled out a long slice of radish for him. “This brine is older than you, gweilo”
Allistics call it an ‘earworm’ - a refrain that plays over and over inside your head. For her, she knew it as echolalia. Always out loud.
Left endlessly repeating the jangling tune as an ice-cream truck drove by, the notes of her alarm or ringtone.
Missing a movie as a phrase went round and round.
Left endlessly repeating the jangling tune as an ice-cream truck drove by, the notes of her alarm or ringtone.
Missing a movie as a phrase went round and round.
#vss365 #Prompt #Echolalia
(Origin: Greek – "echoing speech")
Not all repetition is chosen.
What memory loops inside your language?
The last word of the theme 🌀Emotion, after which we will dwell in 🌀 Memories from tomorrow.
(Origin: Greek – "echoing speech")
Not all repetition is chosen.
What memory loops inside your language?
The last word of the theme 🌀Emotion, after which we will dwell in 🌀 Memories from tomorrow.
May 3, 2025 at 3:21 PM
Allistics call it an ‘earworm’ - a refrain that plays over and over inside your head. For her, she knew it as echolalia. Always out loud.
Left endlessly repeating the jangling tune as an ice-cream truck drove by, the notes of her alarm or ringtone.
Missing a movie as a phrase went round and round.
Left endlessly repeating the jangling tune as an ice-cream truck drove by, the notes of her alarm or ringtone.
Missing a movie as a phrase went round and round.
“Karma,” she told me, stirring the embers, laying more wood upon them, “is the thread that binds us to Saṃsāra. Running in circles, chasing our tails. Trying to undo the harm we have caused.”
She looked at me, the flames reflecting in her eyes. “But the fruits of our actions are not all poison…
She looked at me, the flames reflecting in her eyes. “But the fruits of our actions are not all poison…
#vss365 #Prompt #karma
(Origin, Sanskrit – "action, consequence")
Every cause remembers its effect.
What ripple started with your hand?
This is the 2nd & only other Sanskrit word and second day of looking within 🌀Emotions
Anish
For Day 1 do leave feedbacks and brickbats @uropoet.bsky.social
(Origin, Sanskrit – "action, consequence")
Every cause remembers its effect.
What ripple started with your hand?
This is the 2nd & only other Sanskrit word and second day of looking within 🌀Emotions
Anish
For Day 1 do leave feedbacks and brickbats @uropoet.bsky.social
May 3, 2025 at 2:56 PM
“Karma,” she told me, stirring the embers, laying more wood upon them, “is the thread that binds us to Saṃsāra. Running in circles, chasing our tails. Trying to undo the harm we have caused.”
She looked at me, the flames reflecting in her eyes. “But the fruits of our actions are not all poison…
She looked at me, the flames reflecting in her eyes. “But the fruits of our actions are not all poison…
“Is it just me,” he asked, “that sees the irony? The joke, foreshadowed in that Unplugged Come As You Are?” He sat back and took a long pull on the smoke before passing it.
“I’ll bite,” she laughed, taking the proffered spliff.
“Nirvana. The goal is to escape all suffering. He chose the fast way.”
“I’ll bite,” she laughed, taking the proffered spliff.
“Nirvana. The goal is to escape all suffering. He chose the fast way.”
May 1, 2025 at 11:29 AM
“Is it just me,” he asked, “that sees the irony? The joke, foreshadowed in that Unplugged Come As You Are?” He sat back and took a long pull on the smoke before passing it.
“I’ll bite,” she laughed, taking the proffered spliff.
“Nirvana. The goal is to escape all suffering. He chose the fast way.”
“I’ll bite,” she laughed, taking the proffered spliff.
“Nirvana. The goal is to escape all suffering. He chose the fast way.”
I I felt the searing pain, smelled the smoke of burnt hair and flesh as the yellow-hot iron pivoted in my tongs and swung against my arm. Yet I could not stop - ritual items must be completed in one heat.
I put the bar to my anvil, pounding and twisting, praying to my Dwarven masters to
I put the bar to my anvil, pounding and twisting, praying to my Dwarven masters to
April 29, 2025 at 1:08 PM
I I felt the searing pain, smelled the smoke of burnt hair and flesh as the yellow-hot iron pivoted in my tongs and swung against my arm. Yet I could not stop - ritual items must be completed in one heat.
I put the bar to my anvil, pounding and twisting, praying to my Dwarven masters to
I put the bar to my anvil, pounding and twisting, praying to my Dwarven masters to
I don’t want you as an enemy, yet you tell me we can’t be friends if we’re not lovers.
You fail to see how much I’ve sacrificed to be with you. How much of me I’ve amputated every time I return.
I don’t want war. I never have. Not against one so adept as you.
Accept this olive branch, my Athena.
You fail to see how much I’ve sacrificed to be with you. How much of me I’ve amputated every time I return.
I don’t want war. I never have. Not against one so adept as you.
Accept this olive branch, my Athena.
April 24, 2025 at 11:38 AM
I don’t want you as an enemy, yet you tell me we can’t be friends if we’re not lovers.
You fail to see how much I’ve sacrificed to be with you. How much of me I’ve amputated every time I return.
I don’t want war. I never have. Not against one so adept as you.
Accept this olive branch, my Athena.
You fail to see how much I’ve sacrificed to be with you. How much of me I’ve amputated every time I return.
I don’t want war. I never have. Not against one so adept as you.
Accept this olive branch, my Athena.
The plan was simple: Get in. Grab the loot. Get out. Job done. I’d run this caper half a dozen times already, always nice and smooth
Tonight was different - Seems they’d wised up and changed up… now I’d have to climb
Nice try, Mom. Cookies in the top cupboard?… I pushed the chair over to the bench
Tonight was different - Seems they’d wised up and changed up… now I’d have to climb
Nice try, Mom. Cookies in the top cupboard?… I pushed the chair over to the bench
April 23, 2025 at 11:35 AM
The plan was simple: Get in. Grab the loot. Get out. Job done. I’d run this caper half a dozen times already, always nice and smooth
Tonight was different - Seems they’d wised up and changed up… now I’d have to climb
Nice try, Mom. Cookies in the top cupboard?… I pushed the chair over to the bench
Tonight was different - Seems they’d wised up and changed up… now I’d have to climb
Nice try, Mom. Cookies in the top cupboard?… I pushed the chair over to the bench
He took the promotion seriously. Most of his predecessors saw the numbers as confirmation of their authority - look how many people serve under me.
For Josh, every single one of them was a weight chained around his neck… each of them another life depending upon his actions. His orders.
No losses
For Josh, every single one of them was a weight chained around his neck… each of them another life depending upon his actions. His orders.
No losses
#vss365 #prompt for April 22, 2025 #promotion
How will you let customers know that you have something to sell? Social Media? Advertising? Book festival? Book clubs? Promotion is key to alerting consumers to your offerings.
How will you let customers know that you have something to sell? Social Media? Advertising? Book festival? Book clubs? Promotion is key to alerting consumers to your offerings.
April 22, 2025 at 12:25 PM
He took the promotion seriously. Most of his predecessors saw the numbers as confirmation of their authority - look how many people serve under me.
For Josh, every single one of them was a weight chained around his neck… each of them another life depending upon his actions. His orders.
No losses
For Josh, every single one of them was a weight chained around his neck… each of them another life depending upon his actions. His orders.
No losses
I place my counter. Slow yet deliberate, it considers the board then places its own. There is no going back now. The game has begun.
Neither skeletal fingers nor scythe, just the dark hooded robe. Go rather than chess.
I’m out of my depth.
Neither skeletal fingers nor scythe, just the dark hooded robe. Go rather than chess.
I’m out of my depth.
April 21, 2025 at 11:55 AM
I place my counter. Slow yet deliberate, it considers the board then places its own. There is no going back now. The game has begun.
Neither skeletal fingers nor scythe, just the dark hooded robe. Go rather than chess.
I’m out of my depth.
Neither skeletal fingers nor scythe, just the dark hooded robe. Go rather than chess.
I’m out of my depth.
They say he knew the price of everything yet the value of nothing, more concerned with return ratio than the actual cost to the people he ruined.
They also say you can’t take it with you, though he damn well tried… his grave is said to sit upon a vault packed with gold.
I can take you, for a fee.
They also say you can’t take it with you, though he damn well tried… his grave is said to sit upon a vault packed with gold.
I can take you, for a fee.
April 20, 2025 at 12:16 PM
They say he knew the price of everything yet the value of nothing, more concerned with return ratio than the actual cost to the people he ruined.
They also say you can’t take it with you, though he damn well tried… his grave is said to sit upon a vault packed with gold.
I can take you, for a fee.
They also say you can’t take it with you, though he damn well tried… his grave is said to sit upon a vault packed with gold.
I can take you, for a fee.
Everyone is a product of their conditioning - attraction and aversion, all the way back to single celled organisms. It’s what makes them so easy to manipulate; use their fears and hopes
Even better if you let them think they’ve got one over on you. Just reel in that line until the moment you strike
Even better if you let them think they’ve got one over on you. Just reel in that line until the moment you strike
April 19, 2025 at 3:15 PM
Everyone is a product of their conditioning - attraction and aversion, all the way back to single celled organisms. It’s what makes them so easy to manipulate; use their fears and hopes
Even better if you let them think they’ve got one over on you. Just reel in that line until the moment you strike
Even better if you let them think they’ve got one over on you. Just reel in that line until the moment you strike
To be clear, I’m utterly disappointed that they should have deleted the vssthreads archive on Threads without even discussing it with the community.
I posted for over 400 consecutive days… I’ve had to take a few weeks off, and this is what I come back to?
Shame on you.
I posted for over 400 consecutive days… I’ve had to take a few weeks off, and this is what I come back to?
Shame on you.
For the first time, since its first month in existence, engagement with VSSThreads has dropped into single figures. This, partnered with prolonged decline, has always been our agreed trigger to call it a day. Thanks to the handful of faithful who stuck with us: we loved every last word you wrote ❤️😘
February 4, 2025 at 6:02 PM
To be clear, I’m utterly disappointed that they should have deleted the vssthreads archive on Threads without even discussing it with the community.
I posted for over 400 consecutive days… I’ve had to take a few weeks off, and this is what I come back to?
Shame on you.
I posted for over 400 consecutive days… I’ve had to take a few weeks off, and this is what I come back to?
Shame on you.
Back in the Eighties they used to say that an optimist learns Japanese and a pessimist learns Russian…
These days, both are learning Mandarin.
These days, both are learning Mandarin.
January 30, 2025 at 12:11 PM
Back in the Eighties they used to say that an optimist learns Japanese and a pessimist learns Russian…
These days, both are learning Mandarin.
These days, both are learning Mandarin.
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Hi! If you believe your body is magical but don't vibe with Louise Hay, may I suggest...me?
January 19, 2025 at 5:35 PM
Hi! If you believe your body is magical but don't vibe with Louise Hay, may I suggest...me?
Happened into a comic shop yesterday - stupid move, really, having zero cash rn… and saw the SW Skol & Hati figures.
Which hit me really fkn hard - knowing that we’re never going to see how Baylan develops.
It sucks. Stevenson was less than a decade older than me.
Which hit me really fkn hard - knowing that we’re never going to see how Baylan develops.
It sucks. Stevenson was less than a decade older than me.
January 19, 2025 at 5:17 PM
Happened into a comic shop yesterday - stupid move, really, having zero cash rn… and saw the SW Skol & Hati figures.
Which hit me really fkn hard - knowing that we’re never going to see how Baylan develops.
It sucks. Stevenson was less than a decade older than me.
Which hit me really fkn hard - knowing that we’re never going to see how Baylan develops.
It sucks. Stevenson was less than a decade older than me.
Got the writing itch again… yesterday’s vss prompt has spawned a longform story which ties to another I wrote back in November. It’s interesting to see these characters again… wondering what they’ll get up to
Will probably post it on my Substack
Will probably post it on my Substack
January 19, 2025 at 3:22 PM
Got the writing itch again… yesterday’s vss prompt has spawned a longform story which ties to another I wrote back in November. It’s interesting to see these characters again… wondering what they’ll get up to
Will probably post it on my Substack
Will probably post it on my Substack
Your last saved meme is your moral philosophy
January 16, 2025 at 6:34 PM
Your last saved meme is your moral philosophy
A bell is hollow - strike it, and the sound resonates… the note clear, reverberates and carries.
But your promises are hollow as an ash can, full of the cinders of yesterday’s dreams. A flat, dull thwack of the wooden spoon.
But your promises are hollow as an ash can, full of the cinders of yesterday’s dreams. A flat, dull thwack of the wooden spoon.
January 11, 2025 at 12:17 PM
A bell is hollow - strike it, and the sound resonates… the note clear, reverberates and carries.
But your promises are hollow as an ash can, full of the cinders of yesterday’s dreams. A flat, dull thwack of the wooden spoon.
But your promises are hollow as an ash can, full of the cinders of yesterday’s dreams. A flat, dull thwack of the wooden spoon.
Propagating propaganda
Terse assertions
Close to slander
Repetition fanning ember
Dissembler
Wants you to remember
Just the feelings
Not the truth
To blaze in rage
The fury fuelling
Pooling, spouting
Gouts and splashes
All compassion
Burnt to ashes
Terse assertions
Close to slander
Repetition fanning ember
Dissembler
Wants you to remember
Just the feelings
Not the truth
To blaze in rage
The fury fuelling
Pooling, spouting
Gouts and splashes
All compassion
Burnt to ashes
January 10, 2025 at 4:45 PM
Propagating propaganda
Terse assertions
Close to slander
Repetition fanning ember
Dissembler
Wants you to remember
Just the feelings
Not the truth
To blaze in rage
The fury fuelling
Pooling, spouting
Gouts and splashes
All compassion
Burnt to ashes
Terse assertions
Close to slander
Repetition fanning ember
Dissembler
Wants you to remember
Just the feelings
Not the truth
To blaze in rage
The fury fuelling
Pooling, spouting
Gouts and splashes
All compassion
Burnt to ashes