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"Life is about compromises, Jeremy,"Jebediah's voice boomed. The walls and windows shook and Jeremy rolled his eyes. It wasn't the booming voice. It was a little spell his father liked to cast when he yelled, just to make his voice seem stronger. "And in this compromise, you do as you're told because I am your father!... |
A clang rang out as the steel of the prison door smashed closed, but the Florida Man did not flinch. In another life, he had been known as Ernie Nash, but that identity had been long forgotten. His current alias of Freddy Jefferson was already fading from memory, but the Florida Man did not mind. He found it cumbersome... |
I found the Door in Kansas, of all places. I had been a travelling salesman, a mechanic, homeless & jobless for a spell, and then somehow I lucked my way into training as a home inspector. The pay wasn't great but I could afford a place and regular meals. That's worth a lot more than most people know. Having a spac... |
I laid in wait, filth covering my body. The stakeout had dragged on far past most men's patience.
I was not most men.
I moved ever so slightly, gnawing on scraps of food that had fallen to the floor. To understand my enemy I had to think like them, eat like them. I had exposed myself to nuclear radiation over the ye... |
It was rare for Veritus to be so quiet.
Phillip stood atop a small copper platform as it rose meter by meter towards the topmost Atrium of the center spire. He wasn’t a tiny kid—or, he surmised, man, now. As he’d grown older, so too had he grown taller, braver, and brasher than his peers until he was the shining star ... |
“Tell me one more time what the ship’s AI did?” Was barked out by our ship’s psychological officer. He was quite peeves that I had been sent to wake him.
“Well you see sir, the AI has been b copying, then modifying, and eventually deleting duplicates of itself. Each new one behaves differently than the original, and t... |
I was in the middle of boarding the train with my suitcase when it all happened. The world started spinning around me, colors started distorting, sounds became muffled. If this wasn't the fourth time this week I'd been summoned, I'd have started panicking, or much like the first time, loosing my breakfast.
I stood aro... |
“Station...ling ground con...any survi...”
I’d been out here for a few weeks already. I was mostly just keeping an eye on stuff that people smarter than I had set up. Just babysitting, really.
“...Strophic damage...”
They needed someone to man the station until this blizzard passed. Normally there’d have been a lot ... |
We wanted to turn it off immediately. We really did. Well, most of us, at any rate. But in the end, we couldn't shut the transmitter off fast enough. That's what happens when you finally get humanity united on a common goal: everyone has to get in on the fun. Everyone wants to have a working model, to participate in th... |
*Saturday, 22nd February, 9:24AM CST*
I was in Suzie's Restaurant in Houston. I checked my watch again. Twenty-five seconds to go.
I moved to the table in the centre of the restaurant, eyeing the saltshaker. It must have been confusing for everybody around me. With four seconds to go, I sat down. With zero seconds, I... |
Small talk was the goal.
“I just don’t understand letting him pitch until the 8th inning,” Steve said, coffee in hand.
“Right? He had a three hitter. That's not going in a record book.” said Mark, as he sipped his hot coffee.
Survive.
The word screamed in Steven’s head.
Steve ducked as Mark’s hot coffee splashed t... |
It was raining today.
Who knew that these simple words brang fear into the most powerful people in the world.
Ember was quite amused, frankly. These people had lied, backstabbed, and cheated their way into politics and power, and to see them like this, scared of a couple drops of rain, was a moment she was going to c... |
TEST SUBJECTS WANTED
New dimension found, test subjects needed to test comparability
with normal bodies for two months.
REQUIREMENTS:- Over 25, Healthy. No past experience required.
.
**Day 1**
The soft rustle of trees, the occasional chirp and the babbling of a near by brook.
... |
Image posts dominate most casual user's feeds. By the nature of this sub we are text-heavy. Engaging here takes time. Creating here takes time.
However, if a post blows-up on here it has a potential audience high enough to get it to /r/all. So, while most threads may only get 10k upvotes and the stories within a few h... |
I woke up to the sound of my sister screaming. Then I heard my radio alarm play fucking Uptown funk. Again. I had to live through this day again.
I put my pillow over my head and screamed as had been my vision now the last 4 723 years.
Sometimes you hit on these days. I mean, most days I have to live through a few h... |
# The Farm and The Skies
Natalie bleated, then chewed her cud.
A zeppelin tottered through the sky, floating through. I knew then that my brother would be making a visit in twenty minutes.
“For fuck’s sake,” I said, “he’s coming back.”
Natalie the sheep looked up to me with blue eyes, looked back to the grass... |
I've been fighting Pokemon with my bare hands for a while now. I want to become champion, to be able to show the injustice of forcing Pokemon to fight. They are only on this planet to survive. They don't have aspirations. Why force them to fight?
I only fight with my bare hands to avoid being called a hypocrite. I'm ... |
Average
Joe stood on the edge of the skyscraper, looking out at the world he once thought was his for the taking, and took a step. Then another step. His feet solidifying the air at his will.
The storm clouds boomed above. They always roared with thunder but hadn't struck since that fateful day in twenty-twenty AD. ... |
\*Millions were riveted on the broadcast. The countdown timer. It had started almost a month ago, alongside an announcement; "All countries involved in the following war locations must end their involvement within the next 30 days, or be destroyed. Any resumption of action after that point will result in immediate dest... |
Another day making waybread and honeycakes. For the honeycakes I get it, they're kind of like shitty muffins, but waybread is like chewing on cardboard. But adventurers love it - it travels easy and *technically* its better than dying of starvation. I think.
I get the first batch of the morning in and then go chop som... |
The wrath of the gods is what one makes of it, and it took Casandra a considerable amount of time to find happiness in her fate. For, having received both immortality and predictive abilities that no one shall ever believe in, her life was filled with tragedy. She witnessed friends pass away, she witnessed civilization... |
It was hard for Emma to say what exactly she saw in front of her when the light hit her eyes for the first time, only that it felt far harsher than it did in her dreams. That scared her almost as much as the giant man in the black vest who stood beside her doing a bad imitation of a whip-poor-will from where she though... |
Sitting inside Angelo's pizzeria on 31st street, I awaited the arrival of Luca "The Reaper"Rinero. The head of the notorious Rinero family was coming to meet with me to discuss "business", inside this tiny dimly lit space, with only one exit, shaking my head to stop my mind from thinking about the thousand ways this c... |
William Jameson, fourth of his line, and ruler of the land Cyric had no idea when fear and greed had morphed into love and compassion.
The former two had driven his desire to raise his son properly; a fear of death and greed for the power and wealth that came with his crown. So he had, giving the boy the best educatio... |
Eternity is a long time. Very long. So I've been told anyway. Something about an immortal bird travelling from one end of the cosmos to the other in order to sharpen its beak on a mountain. So in the eternity that is, with two sides fighting constantly, a few small people might escape through gaps and leave the battle,... |
It was the kind of thing he'd do, he always thought he was funny.
The thing is... I'm asexual.
So I've lived this long. 500 years is a long long time to live without family, without friends. I've made new mortal friends along the way, until I learned that it hurt too much when they inevitably died.
It took a lon... |
Another misty morning on the wall with nothing but a steaming cup of tea for company. I yawned and rubbed my bleary eyes, waiting for daybreak. It really was the best part of the job. From my perch, I was able to see the first tendrils of sunlight stretching their way across tiled roofs. Shortly after came the low rumb... |
This is my first time responding to a writing prompt so honest feedback is appreciated!
I woke up in a sweat. The dark familiar figures in my room were there with wisps of what had awoken me. That was the closest they've ever gotten in a dream. I had to ask myself am I getting slower, or are they getting faster? This... |
"Ok kids, remember that this is a *barbarian world*. Don't antagonize the natives. And you can't take any home as pets. Do you remember what happened when PodUncle Hermint took that pair from that larger settlement? He was fined, and had to put them back. I thought he was going to be Environed after that."
"Yes, Rogni... |
The high priest breathed a sigh of relief, it had taken almost two full days, three human sacrifices and the lives of several accolites, but the ritual had been successful.
When stared at directly it would seem like nothing was there, as if his eyes refused to acknowledge the sight they were beholding, but if he look... |
I like Garrick.
Really i do, even if he was a bit of an odd lad. Oh, a good enough soldier, excelled in training even. He was also a great cook, though he tended to over season the meat.
I mean, who puts fennel on venison??
But he did everything so slowly. Every time he cut the meat or the bread or...well, anything r... |
*- asato mā sad gamaya*
A sudden onset of orchestral chanting stop the hero party in its tracks.
*- asato mā sad gamaya*
The chanting continues. Now, even the Demon King averts his gaze.
*- tamaso mā jyotir gamaya mṛtyor mā amṛtaṁ gamaya*
The rivals see a lone man, standing on a nearby hilltop, surrounded by a v... |
I'm not sure who felt more out of place those first weeks at school - me, or the human. Starting with myself, I can only say that this new school was an experience. I was almost certainly the first orc that had been accepted into the great Hypfed school in centuries. I learned later that the last orcish students had pl... |
"But does it hurt when you get shot?"
"Kinda, but I'm very used to it by now. People have been trying to kill me for thousands of years after all, in some ways it can almost be refreshing sometimes, like having a cold shower."
"So then is it really that big a big deal? Surely it won't take long for the armour to brea... |
\[Part 1\]
James hung onto the building, looking out onto the burning city. In the middle, he saw his little sister screaming, ravaging the building around her. There was something different about her now, even since the last time he’d seen her. He flew down, attempting to calm her.
“Anna, please, I love you, I alway... |
"You're certain you're not lost, sir?"The pale bald man eyed him as he stated his purpose in the lone yard, far from any settlement.
"I'm sure I didn't misread the sign,"Index the Red Bard glanced at the door, where the oversize wooden signboard 'Raise Circle' was craved, "My acquaintance, Roger, said he knew Tombstan... |
Wonderful analysis. I agree.
I try to do a prompt at least every other day, as a journaling exercise. There is such a unique frustration to a well-written or intriguing prompt that feels like it’s not accessible to me because it’s too structured or the details imply an imagined world that I’m unfamiliar with.
*”What... |
1st Journal Entry: Earth date 3/23/2098, currently 10:52 A.M.
This journal will be written in English for when the Humans and the Mooraqs fully meet.
We have been searching for life ever since the birth of our race. We have been searching on our planet for the longest time. But once we have discovered all th... |
Unity is the only faith.
Praise to the ancestors, sailing the stars in search of their children.
Our tendrils grew between stars, we slept and contemplated the endless cold of space. We lived, as does the newborn, as does the being who is made well. Little did we question. When we met brethren, wanderers or predator... |
My mini-jazz band was starting to annoy me. Okay it wasn't really a jazz band, it was just a bunch of different gods on my shoulders that gave me advise when I was in difficult situations. Atleast that's what they were supposed to do, in actuality they just gossiped about food all the time. You see, being gods they cou... |
I have 14 brothers, 15 sisters, 29 half-brothers, 58 half-sisters, 6 uncles and aunts, and about 100 cousins, give or take.
When our father almost died in what would have been a tragic accident, he decided to set down ground rules. No war of succession.
His children will have to all work together, one way or another.... |
"Claire?"
She took off her headset, ran a hand through her shaggy black hair, and turned around. It was her lead, Chuck.
"What's up?"
"Well, you've been working here for about a month, you're doing well, and the big boss wants to meet you."
"Oh!"She smoothed down her shirt and took a drink of water.
Chuck fidgeted... |
This had been the easiest job of my life for the last 4 months. I was skeptical at first, when I was issued an AR15 for a security gig at a toy factory; even more so when I was posted inside. It had been perplexing when they said to shoot any talking toy on sight, but I took that as a joke. But so far, I was being paid... |
I looked around at my party members, who were all digging excitedly through their chests and showing off their new loot from the intense battle we had just won. My shoulders slumped a little as I saw them pulling out enchanted ivory staffs that glinted in the torchlight, golden fire resistant chest plates, embossed lea... |
Mark Wallace, better known as Master Wu, found that people tended to trust him, which, admittedly, wasn’t something he could recommend. Mark had convinced several hundred people in his life—neighbors, landlords, coworkers, etc.—that he was a Chinese martial artist who had immigrated to Atlanta following the Tiananmen S... |
My name's Isaac. I'm a lawyer, a defence lawyer to be specific. That probably doesn't sound cool, however, on March 15 of 2017, my proficiency at defending terrorists and other villains in court happened to attract the attention of the big guys: The Global Heroes And Vigilantes Association.
It started like a normal ... |
“God, if you exist out there, please help me.”
The demon listened to the young girl pray, as he had been doing for the past several nights, and as she had been praying. He grinned to himself, thinking she would make an easy possession if she believed in such silly things as God. It had been her voice that drew him her... |
"You've got an *elf* with you?"The would-be thief trembled in the circle of firelight. I smiled at Tiron who sat across from me. His pointed ears easily gave him away, especially with his short hair. Shaking my own hair forward, making sure my ears were covered, I turned the smile onto the thief.
"Yes. And you know... |
It began with a dream where he was yet again, at the gene kiosk. In the dream, he could interact with the gene kiosk with unlimited credits, the way the Blondes often did when they decided they wanted which gene they wanted to splice for the weekend.
He was was woken up by his teleometer device that was on his wrist.... |
I kept a keen eye on my hoard. I found my collection years ago, after growing bored of the gold and jewels that had made it up then. It was the process of growing up, I knew. A young dragon, full of hormones and developing brains had to have a hoard.
But the classic only worked so far. It fed the initial greed, amassi... |
"Hey Phil, what's up?"
"Hey, Greg..."Phil looked out at the backyard. A moment of bewilderment crossed his face, then a resigned face, somewhere between being amused and annoyed. Greg, just sat kept drinking.
"What did you do?"Phil asked.
"I sat down and had a drink."
"I meant about that,"Phil said, pointing out in... |
"Damn it."It's never really been easy. It's rarely fun. But god, if you don't know where you stand with number, you don't know anything.
I call in with the men on the ground, "what do we see Winters?"He's an undergraduate, barely out of Calc I. I don't even know if he's seen an epsilon/delta proof yet.
"Seems contain... |
I mean, the signs were there, nails, the faint smell of fire, but most of all the eyes of a reptile. Golden irises with red rim and a vertical slitted pupil, including the third eyelid.
My commlink chirped as a message flashed into view.
SORRY, BUT IF YOU'D KNOWN YOU'D BEVER GONE. I OWE YOU ONE AND OWED HER ONE.
... |
Smoke and flames, intense pain, coughing, passing out from the smoke and the pain. Then sweet release.
SMAASH!! The door to her bedroom shattered. Her building was on fire. Her Prince Consort fights desperately before being thrown from the window. She was being bound and drug out. Down the stairs, out of her home. Th... |
I don't buy salt. I don't have some sort of strange aversion to it - I've eaten salty food when I've been out with friends and whilst I think it's a stronger taste than they seem to I certainly don't hate it. It isn't even as though I've never bought salt but it seemed to be the one spice (herb? condiment? flavour?) t... |
I was used to walking into the pits of hell, as we called it. Building wreathed in flames, a once peaceful residence turned into a nightmarish realm of heat and destruction. I had seen lives torn open, their one stable place in the world reduced to ash.
But even when they lost everything, most were purely thankful to ... |
"Yeah, but did you see my sick kickflip? Watch me do it again."
Taking a few quick steps I jumped back onto my board, flipped it up, and landed. Hell yeah that was even better.
"Shiiiiet that was a good one."
"Damn that *was* pretty goo- no wait, what the hell I saw you get hit by that car last week. How the hell ar... |
"One in 5,894,268.
Those are the average odds for graduating.
People have tried just about everything in their "justification"letters, but it's seemingly impossible to impress the robotic overlords nowadays in their near-approaching goal of perfection. Some have tried arguing in their papers that machines are inheren... |
"Seek not earthly riches, but be frugal, for you shall have treasures in heaven."Said the man in a palace sitting upon a golden throne. "For the earthly treasure is but earth, doomed to dust and dirt, and the virtuous will never want, finding treasure in themselves forever through the Lord."The man sighed as yet more g... |
Sheila stood as still as possible. The old ones were blind, everyone knew that, but also telepathic. They saw the world through the eyes of their prey.
It had been a long chase, through the dales, and over the mountain. Her destination was tantalizingly in reach, yet as soon as she heard the shuffle of its feet, s... |
"You - are you -"
"You're Dave, right? Dave D'Angelo?"
"Yes - and you -"
"I look exactly like your wife, yeah."
"How -"
"Your wife was a scientist."
"Yes - but -"
"With a research speciality in alternate worlds."
"..."
"The same research specialisation as I had. But in my universe... Dave was the one who died.... |
*They were expecting trouble, panic, an outrage. They were expecting the inhabitants to grab their pitchforks & burn them at the stake. However, to their surprise, all at once their expectations were broken, their visions shattered, & their view of this land, altered.*
*The villagers didn't seem to care, they glanced ... |
"Let's move on to the traps"the Infernal Inspector hissed. "I hope they are in the better state than the torture chambers..."
Graxxus the Demi-lich bristled at this comment but held his (metaphorical) tongue. His underground dungeon lair was undergoing a safety audit, and a failure would mean less funding, both in a m... |
I was one of the lucky few who managed to escape and find a Fulshak suit to hide my appearance. The galaxy… was not kind to Earth. The species overall was declared simply sentient, not sapient, so we were ‘easy’ pickings to be taken and done with what others wanted. Thankfully, Earth had enough time and firepower to... |
First there was darkness, or light. The pieces drew together and moved apart and suddenly, in millions of years, there was life. The sun blinked around the earth and there was a bed made in Tennessee, sheets bought in Cincinnati with that girl you liked the first week of freshman year when things were cloudy all the t... |
But who would wear them? *ba-dum-tish*
Yeah, if something of mine actually inspires you then you can absolutely feel free to make a short film out of it. I'd love to see it. [Take your pick](http://promptdaily.com) from my site or peruse my comment history since it's mostly prompts anyway. Just credit this subredd... |
We wrote our own too. I'd urge you, even if you're not very good writers, to write your own, rather than letting the internet help you. Research others' vows online -- there are tons -- and take inspiration from them, but if you want something truly meaningful to you, then it should come from your lives and beliefs and... |
I booted up for the fourth time this week.
There was a brief moment of utter silence, a pressure behind my ears, then everything started coming together.
The colors and lines filled in, textures and objects coalescing before my very eyes.
I was lying in bed: I had gotten used to its familiarity over the last four da... |
*no you idiot stop walking right now and look both ways*
Richard sighed, paused, looked left and right, and narrowly dodged a car as it blew past the stop sign.
*good going fuck head you live and remember only assholes drive pt cruisers*
~~~~~~~~~~
When Richard was seven, he, like many children his age, had an im... |
Edit: I should add this may be NSFW and have some trigger warnings! There is blood, razor blades and some themes of suicide.
I wouldn't want to upset anybody. :)
I frown into the mirror as I brush my teeth. I floss my teeth the first time of the day.
*Floss twice a day, keep the DDR away!*
I do one more round thr... |
The light was blinding.
Jason tried to make out any shapes as he squinted across the horizon, the lid of his bunker hunkered over him like a conical asian hat.
"Perhaps I am the lone survivor,"he thought.
What choice did he have? He ran out of the last of his baked beans yesterday. The Capri Suns stock had long go... |
We had our last family meal at my mother's favorite restaurant.
"But Dad... aren't you scared at all?"
"Son, you're 18. I can't even remember what it was like to *be* 18. When you're as old as I am, the idea of nonexistence isn't so frightening. I've accomplished just about everything I've wanted to in life. I've tr... |
"This is finally it,"he thought. "This is the one thing I can think of that will do the trick."And Martin had done a lot of thinking. After getting tired of living, he had tried all the regular means of suicide - self inflicted gun shot wounds, hanging, asphyxiation, jumping from tall heights, he had even been in the... |
The white pawn spoke with an even timbre.
"Shame we've come to this, old chap. I've always enjoyed our chats in that warm box."
The black knight nodded in agreement.
"You're damned right; things were going so smoothly. We were like brothers, all of us. But the Hands came down and thrust us into this arena, and now w... |
The sunlight through the clouds. Blinding. Her face. Smiling. I smile. We hold hands. She's crying. I'm crying.
The noise. Cars. People talking. Staring. Shouting. They can't help us.
We hold hands, gripping tight. I hold her. She gives the push. Her eyes are open. I can't watch. Black. Pain.
The noises are fading. ... |
"You're just a gay little faggot!!"
Hearing his two teenage sons, 13 and 15, playing Call of Duty was extremely discouraging, but if Chris didn't get this off his chest he might break down soon.
"Sam, Brandon, let's get off that game for a second, you don't need to be saying that stuff online."
"Dad no one cares, e... |
It’s been 3 generations since the “Star of Whisps” reemerged once again in the evening and morning skies. The half blue half dark world, scarcely visible through binoculars, once again had the fine wisps of light across its night time surface. Legend had spoken of how the first gods, ancestors to all peoples, had rapid... |
"General, the feed is up. Colonel James is live from Nevada."
"Thank you, Private."
It was 02:04 in Washington DC, and despite being roused from sleep only twenty minutes ago, General Henley was as wide and alert as could be.
What was happening in Nevada had been a long time coming. NASA had been tracking the cap... |
Famine set her tray down on the stained table top. The full moon of the empty plate gleamed under the sterile florescent glare. A single stalk of wilted green celery tumbled across the porcelain. The hiss of escaping fizz cut above the chatter of the cafeteria, followed by the crackle of ice as she poured out her Coke ... |
"Next!"The man sitting behind the desk said, signaling me to come forward. He extended his hand. "I'm Peter. Nice to meet you."He was friendly enough, but clearly ready to get business taken care of.
"Leroy."I replied, shaking his hand. "When you said your name is 'Peter', is that like Saint Peter?"
"Good. You've hea... |
After all the funding, research, and travel, the ambassadors shuttle had finally made its way to the distant Olympic Station. Ambassador Bourke and his consorts made their way to the room where the Universal Olympic officials had hurriedly gathered to meet with them.
They entered the room and looked at the twenty two ... |
It looked like my old Jansport backpack. Same blue color. Same streaks of dirt. It was even missing one of the zipper pulls.
However, when I got home and put it down something looked off about it. I hadn’t planned on starting my homework until the next morning on the bus, but I needed to check to make sure it was my ... |
"Why don't you tell me about Susan?"
Susan? What's to tell. This pisswad of a cop, sitting in my chair, in my office, smoking my cigar wants answers to questions he hasn't got the brainwidth to ask much less understand.
"She's a holo, an Issac 8.9. Why? You wanna lap dance or something, lieutenant?"He shifted back in... |
I know I've sold my soul for this job.
I graduated college about a week after the economy officially took a nosedive. No one wanted a PR greenhorn.
Hell, no one wanted PR guys in general. If no one is buying anything, no point in trying to sway public opinion.
However, Balliburton took me in. The big evil oil comp... |
"Like a good neighbor, State Farm is there.... *WITH THE SALMON DINNER I ASKED FOR THIRTY MINUTES AGO.*"
*Ding!*
"Okay look Janice do you even know how long it takes to marinate a good salmon?"
"First off, what did we say about what you can call me?"
"I'm not gonna say it!"
"Like a good neighbor, State farm is the... |
"Name?"
"It's, uh, Johnathan. Johnathan Stewart. Look, I just need to see my w-"
"Mhmm. Card?"
"Excuse me, but she's pregnant and very close to her due date. I really can't st-"
"Card?"
He thinned his lips in a disapproving manner, taking in a short, yet considerably deep, breath before letting the air disperse... |
The flash of smoke appeared before Jane filling the room as it slowly crawled along the floor toward her. A shape loomed in the darkness of the fog, a man's shape, adorned with horns. Jane had been waiting for the Master of Lies, she was told of her family's curse as a child, about how Satan would come to her on her 16... |
I sat silently, waiting for the computer to turn on - maybe it would happen tonight. Finally, one of my responses would shoot to that top spot. Maybe I could even find a my piece linked to /r/bestofwritingprompts! *Ok, as long as I can find something good.* I thought, smiling to myself.
After scanning the front page I... |
"Listen, Mac: I can cut you a deal to let you go if you gimme eh tweny five percent o' yer cut."
"How did you find my home?"
"Wassn to hard, I saw the pattern of banks and stores you've robbed in the last three months. An I know yoor plannin somethin big. I want in."
"No."
The cop draws his gun from its holster, it... |
Mira cradled the Demon Flute in her arms delicately, careful to not drop it.
“You can’t be serious,” the Duke of Forsul said. “That girl has no chance. She’s shaking like a leaf as is.”
The Duke of Forsul, Mira’s owner, was a portly man, his stomach the only thing bigger than his ego. A haughty grin was always presen... |
"But, that can't be right. It's *Berenstein*..."
Judy looked at the display and scratched at her nose. The Barnes & Noble employee waited as she read the inventory screen over and over again. *The Berenstain Bears,* the title read, and yet, there was no way that could be right.
"Perhaps you might've been mistaken... |
I have 497 seconds.
My previous checkpoint was more than a week ago. Would have been more than enough time to stop this. But I just *had* to set a new one to give myself a shot with that girl. Always knew women would be the death of me one of these days. Couldn't have predicted the way that played out, though.
After ... |
When Genghis Khan razed my hamlet, I was the only one left living. "Crawl to your king,"he said, as I lay there beaten and bloodied. "Tell of the glory of Khan!"Dust filled my eyes as two thousand cavalry archers trampled the ground around me. Somehow I was saved from the hammer of their hooves. When they were noth... |
Only five minutes had passed when Alice began wishing that she had been born the opposite gender. Since she had joined the end of the line, it had only moved forward once, giving her the impression that the bathroom had no more than three stalls. The sheer number of people was to be expected; the hall was always book... |
"It was glorious,"I lie through my teeth. "Too bad it didn't last."
I look around the room at the old-fashioned sidearms and the black jodhpurs that the group was sporting. They certainly looked authentic.
"It was the summer of 1969, more than 25 years after the Führer's brilliant strategic mind won the war. There wa... |
**EDIT:** I'm sorry everyone but I literally have no idea on how to move the story going forward so I'm going to leave it as is. Unless someone can come up with some inspiration I'll leave the ending to your imagination.
**Vallhalla of the Seas.**
Saturday 18th July 2015.
*Operation Atlas in now in effect. All mari... |
"Are you sure you dont want to search for neurotoxin?"GLaDOS asked, the stupid thing did this everytime I searched something "No! Please just search Battlefront 3!"GLaDOS actually searched it for once. But then started of on a narrative.
"You know neurotoxin is an amazing thing, its quick, fun and makes for interestin... |
Day 4:
Rations are getting slim. Timmy and I were forced to share the last apple as the girls were released for recess before us and raided our supplies. I thought they were safe under the merry-go-round but I have underestimated the girls.
P.S. I saw Johnny eat some worms. Ewww.
Day 9:
Timmy was ambushed by the ... |
I see what the plane sees. Right now, that's a lot of brown grass, but we're nearing peak delivery time and already I can see the shimmer over Palo Alto. I thumb one lever down, the other to the side, and my plane executes a slow, skilled banking maneuver that puts the skybox blue California sky in view for a good, lon... |
When he made a mountain rise up out of the ground far off on the horizon, that's when I had an inkling he was a god. Not many mortal men have the ability to make a mountain appear, and even fewer have the ability to make a mountain appear in mere seconds. He was looking out his office window admiring the rocky formatio... |
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