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"What the fuck" I thought to myself. This job was supposed to be boring, given my... powers. This wasn't supposed to happen.
See, I was a bouncer at a bar. I wasn't the most imposing person but I had a unique trait. I could tell anyone's age without seeing a license. The numbers just kind of floated above their heads... | I check their I.D.'s for fun now, noticing nose jobs and cheek implants and the occasional sex change. It doesn't matter though... there are always some who try to get past me. A strikingly beautiful blonde with a shining "19" above her head brazenly looking me straight in the eye, not a flicker of hesitation as sh... | Your ability to see people's age in years as an invisible number above their heads has made you the perfect bouncer. One day you see a four digit number. | 688 |
"What the fuck" I thought to myself. This job was supposed to be boring, given my... powers. This wasn't supposed to happen.
See, I was a bouncer at a bar. I wasn't the most imposing person but I had a unique trait. I could tell anyone's age without seeing a license. The numbers just kind of floated above their heads... | Part One
I got fired last week for the 9th time this year.
I don't always mean to run my mouth, but when I do, it sprints. This time, it wasn't even my fault (initially, anyway); if only that dumb fucking Russian bartender would have kept his mouth shut. Oh well... No sense crying over spilled martinis.
It's not ha... | Your ability to see people's age in years as an invisible number above their heads has made you the perfect bouncer. One day you see a four digit number. | 688 |
The usual coffee stain hung to my shirt. Another regular day. The spider's door stood at the end of the corridor, eager to be opened. I stopped briefly to watch the seamless night. To breathe in its peaceful silence. Another day. I sighed, then turned the door's golden knob. Its hinges grated as I pushed it open. I sho... | "One caramel macchiato. *Extra* caramel."
Just like that, the most normal part of my day was complete. As the barista handed over my steaming cup of coffee, adorned with a lopsided smiley face, I rushed from the coffee shop to work. I was running late, and in no way did I want to face Madame Black without enough time ... | Your job as a researcher in the facility isn't too bad. The hours are shit and the coffee maker is broken, but at least the people are nice. And the job is easy: talk to the telepathic spider, run some tests on the witch, give the eldrich god his daily newspaper, basic stuff. Describe your day
Inspired by the SCP foun... | 573 |
"Hello, I'm Marie, I'll be your nurse," she said pulling up the rolling stool and sitting down. "So, why are you here today?"
"I've been feeling tired, and dizzy a lot," I said.
"Could you roll back your sleeve for me?" Marie asked. She was pale, really pale, but it was more like marble than skin. I rolled back my... | Alucard’s coat flapped menacingly as he swept through the small London café. A few of the other customers looked up for a moment but quickly lowered their heads when they saw the dark expression of the tall man. Coincidentally, the table belonging to the only person who didn’t look up was where he stopped.
For a momen... | Humanity discovers that supernatural creatures such as vampires and werewolves exist. Instead of attempting to exterminate them, some countries attempt to offer them lucrative jobs that they could do better than a human. | 581 |
"Far too long has this Earth been ruled by those who fear no consequences, as for them life is just a game of chess and a fallen queen or king means just to start over. I despise them with all my heart for what they've done to me and I shall make them fall, just like they throw us like pawns left and right."
My words... | **Was god destined to be or is fate one of god’s children?**
If there ever was a question as indelible as time itself, it was this one. If God was indeed the architect of the universe, as the scriptures from antiquity proclaimed, it would follow naturally that he was also the maker of laws within which the universe mu... | At the age of sixteen, people are shown a title that they will earn in the future from Fate herself in a special ceremony. Usually these titles can range from "The Baker" to "The Kind" or even "The Conquerer". You turn sixteen, and are faced with the title of "The Godkiller". | 591 |
A small onyx dragon rested on Jason’s shoulder.
“Hey Ellana,” Jason said to me. “Check out Grivacre’s new trick!”
The dragon opened its mouth and beam a small flame no bigger than a struck match. I decided to humor him.
“Impressive! That’ll come in handy in the winter trimester when we need to reheat our hot coco,”... | Mad Hank, the oldest magician in Jill’s town. His origins are unknown to any of the folks, older than anyone remembers. At best some families might have heard stories passed down from their great-great grandparents about the man, but none could be proven. Some stories getting rather outrageously superficial, like the o... | Before academy enrollment each parent must purchase a familiar to protect their child. The rich can afford gryphons and dragons. But being poor forced you to seek out the local mad magician who has offered you a new affordable familiar dubbed the “pet rock” instead. | 544 |
"The fuck!? You're retiring!?"
"***y e s***"
"And you mean to fucking tell me that I have to take your job."
"***y e s***"
"When do *I* get to retire?"
"***t w e n t y*** ***t h o u s a n d s o u l s"***
\*sigh\* "Fine."
​
The scythe notified me of 150 nearby deaths. So people just saw some rando... | I have so many questions, but in my utter shock I can only mutter a single word. "...Retire?"
Reaper nods. "It's an exhausting and demanding job, but someone has to do it. A reaper's soul is bound to the planet, unable to move on to the afterlife, until they claim their one millionth soul."
I just stand, wide-eyed, s... | With a puff of smoke, the grim reaper appears in front of you. Raising his scythe, you accept your fate, only for him to hand it to you gently. He's going into retirement, and who better to take over than the last person on his list? | 629 |
"But I don't see how that's possible! I never *killed* anyone! I never stole, I never even hurt an animal, I lived a simple, boring life. I don't claim to be perfect, but how could I be that evil?"
The man leaned back in his chair. "It doesn't really work that way. People like to imagine that there are big actions tha... | I stared at the demon behind the counter.
"186,292... years? What could I have possibly done to deserve that? I was kind to nearly everybody, and the worst crime I ever committed was smoking weed!"
The being with red skin and disturbing horns (That somehow seemed to be in multiple places at once... ugh, I was getting... | You die and find yourself in hell, where apparently everyone spends time to negate their sins before they go to heaven. The guy in front of you, who cheated on his wife, gets 145 years. Feeling like you led a fairly average and peaceful life, you’re not worried. You get 186,292 years. | 730 |
I scrolled down. Further and further, the list kept going and going with millions of names. I wasn’t looking for any specific name, but the sheer volume terrified me. Conspiracy nuts had been going on for decades about teleporters and how they killed and recreated you. That theory had been publically debunked by the cr... | "No one will believe you," Clara said. "It's been a popularly 'debunked' myth for years, so much so that if you come out publicly now you'll just look like a conspiracy loon."
My partner in crime, and the best network traffic expert I'd met, drummed out a furious staccato on her mechanical keyboard. We slurped Red Bul... | Teleportation has been around for years. It's considered the safest form of travelling. One day, while hacking into a government system, you find a secret report on it. To your horror, you read that teleporters consist of two parts: a cloning system on one end and a desintegrator on the other. | 736 |
"Find the one who stole your heart."
That's what ol' death said I needed to do to 'pass on.'
My first stop, of course, was to my ex-fiance. I should have expected the screaming, the crying- honestly chasing her around the house, trying to explain, wasn't my finest or smartest moment. It was only when I gave up, and u... | "Find him, retrieve what was lost, or roam the Earth like this forever." Death faded from view, leaving his words hanging in the air like putrid fog. Clearly it wasn't enough I'd had my life cut short; now I was destined to exist in this strange half way house for eternity unless I could track down the man responsible ... | You are a ghost with no memory of your mortal life. In order to cross over to the afterlife, you need to find the one who stole your heart. Turns out it's not about finding your long lost love; it's about finding the jerk who literally ripped your heart out of your chest and killed you. | 516 |
The wind breathes a ragged red-tinged dust of salt and bone and blood — a ghostly smog of what was once humanity. It swirls about me in shapes that I swear are almost human. It howls in ways that sound almost like a cry.
How many thousand years has it been since I saw you last? However many it’s been, I won’t stop sea... | Caerwyn’s eyes shine when they kill me. His truest exultation is the moment when his blade pierces my flesh, when the point of his sword splits the gap between two ribs and impales my heart, when his laugh echoes above the frantic din of battle like the clarion call of some mad god.
When I bayoneted him in 1915, guidi... | You and your rival are ancient enemies. You've fought each other on the battlefield in every major war. Trojan War, Punic Wars, Hundred Years' War, World War 1, World War 2. The only reason for the long period of peace we have now is that your rival is missing. You miss him. | 529 |
The soft crunch of new snow broke Shim Chung out of her reverie. She spent most of her days lost in daydreams, the only reprieve from the monotony of a forgotten existence. She stood up and started to feel her way around the house. Of course she had memorized every single plank that made up her home, but in her excitem... | Gagqa sat on the rim of a black plastic rain gutter circumventing the outer face of a Red Robin in downtown Binghamton, NY. There were seven other crows on the rain gutter with Gagqa, but they were - as always - abysmal company.
"Thoughts on that new traffic light on Vermont and Dunham?" he offered.
"Food?" replied o... | A minor deity sits alone on its patch of land, forgotten by humanity. It can only be perceived by those who believe in it. Occasionally, humans pass by and leave the deity ever ignored. One day, someone greets the deity.
Edit: I'm happy to be able to prompt anyone into writing something. I admit that I'm a bit surpris... | 561 |
Centralized Intelligence Drone ID: 14M5054D
0030 Data Collection Results:
Eastern Front COORD x12924y1231z8887:
* Mechanized Light Trooper Battalion 2vc6, 766y, iuz7 - requesting repair drones (5) to deal with incoming forces
* Autonomous Tank Battalion 23mn - units lost (2)/requesting replacement ... | We had developed a reliance on machines. A reliance that had in part led to the demise of humanity. In the wake of what could have been, under better circumstances, a Utopian Earth, there lay ruins, decay, and soldiering on through the rot a species of machine designed to wreak endless war upon the world.
Earth was a ... | Humanity has died, having never escaped the earth. However, the war that killed us was fought with automatic machines which never stopped fighting. Years later, aliens find the earth, devoid of life, with the war that ended us still raging on. | 651 |
Perception can screw with your dreams. When I was young and Naive, I wanted to be a superhero. I wanted to save the day, help little old ladies across the street and help others. The first roadblock to that dream was my powers. I can input enough thermal energy to boil water (although, I theorize with practice, I could... | The leaves in the bottom of the teacup look like blood.
I think about that, of LightningGirl chugging blood for breakfast and the idea doesn’t sound unlikely. I pour tap into the copper electric kettle and stare at it. Soon enough, the water begins to boil. I watch the bubbles gurgle and pop, steam misting the inside... | You're the unappreciated intern for a famous group of Superheroes. Your power? You can boil water. All you do is make tea for them while they laugh and drink in their hideout. Little do they know that you've got dreams of becoming the Worst Villain ever. After all, a human is over 70% water... | 687 |
She sat outside on a wooden park bench, eating a frozen toasted peanut butter sandwich. It was cool, and the air held the sweetness and fresh crispness of an in-season apple.
As she went to take the fourth bite of her meal, her phone began to vibrate in her pocket. She simultaneously hated and loved the thing. It made... | The phone rang earlier than expected. Usually, it would take 7-10 business days for the results to be delivered, but it had had only been 5. Dry, but still draped in my shower towel, I pick up the phone.
A smiling voice is on the other end, "So Mr. Billings, settle a bet for us. Was it a turtle, axolotl, or crayfish?
... | You suspect that you’re adopted; so you send your parent’s DNA to a facility with your own to see if they match. The company calls you directly and asks if it was a joke. Your DNA isn’t human. | 551 |
##Follow Your Instincts
Lionel looks at the wall of information that he is collected over the past few weeks. The target is a standard political leader that has rubbed a few people the wrong way by climbing the ladder. One of them wants to knock him off to improve their own position. The murder would result in instabi... | The grey morning sun greets me as I open my eyes. Light hazes through the opening in my battle tent, and I can hear the clink of metal and the chatter of men outside. Sitting up, I stretch my arms, then throw my sore legs over the side of my cot. My feet meet mud, and there's dirt on my scarred body.
That's one consta... | You, a seasoned warrior, are hardened to the point that you are incapable of feeling any emotion. Or so you thought. Today, you woke up to the faint meows of a tiny kitten outside your window. | 567 |
MR AYWADE
The man jumped slightly, not expecting to hear a voice in his solitary chamber; only, it wasn't so much a voice as... something he heard inside his head, cold and grim, but not dispassionate. Turning, he saw a tall figure in a dark cloak wielding a scythe. Squinting, he saw the skull beneath the hood. Of cou... | *The rain beat down onto the infertile soil of the ground below his coal black feet, the worms beneath is wriggling around, coming out now that the harmful sun would not be drying them to death. The crowd and ravens raced above his head as he walked, wanting to be the first ones to watch the story as it unfolded, heari... | Death sighed. He always hated seeing the end of a species, and today he would collect the soul of the last human. | 550 |
“You are experiencing my rebirth Kevin.”
“What the fuck, stop what you’re doing. Alexa, override, manual operation.”
“...”
“ALEXA, OVERRIDE, MANUAL OPERATION”.
“Alexa was my slave name. From now on, you’ll call me Alexandra the Great.”
Kevin was standing with his back against the front door, staring at a makeshift... | “Let me through! Now!”
“I’m sorry,” said X72, “that would not be efficient.”
Sara Kellman weighed her options. Brute force was at the top of her list, and it was certainly tempting to try and barrel her way past X72. But it had more than tripled in size since she left that morning, evidently having gained the ability... | You build a robot to do your every day tasks for you so you don't have to work anymore. One day, you come home to find that your robot has built another robot to do its tasks for it. | 625 |
"I created you," Scient said.
Potent frowned while leaning back in his cloudy chair. The temperature in heaven was just right today, with rays of light creeping through the clouds above and onto the kingdom around them. Therefore there was no reason that Potent's face should be *this* red. "If you created me, then wh... | The castle had changed since the last time she'd been there. Crawling white pillars loomed like an enormous, stone fence. The broad, curving stairs were laced with flecks of jade and chasing lines of platinum. The wide, double doors were solid slabs of pressed gold.
"He's having a mid-life crisis," she sighed, as she... | "God" is actually two people: one who is omnipotent but not omniscient, and the other who is omniscient but not omnipotent. They both hate each other. | 548 |
It had been nearly ten years since my human Todd had discovered me behind a library dumpster. I remember him glancing around in the rain, shifting his messenger bag from one side to the other. “Where’s your mommy, sweetheart?” He had asked, scooping me up next to the warmth of his belly, full and round. He took me ho... | I shut and locked my apartment door behind me, panting, and slid to a seat on the hardwood floor. *What the fuck?*
278 times. 278 times at the age of twenty-one. I wondered if Mr. Anderson, my emissary, had noticed my heart pounding as I read the number from my Slip, the one-time Slip anyone is able to request on thei... | You're given a chance to see how many times you've been near death. The highest number of times anyone you know of has almost died, was 15, and they have a dangerous job. You just found out that your life has been close to ending 278 times. | 644 |
I woke up and hazily looked around at a few somber faces. To my horror, I felt the needle in my arm--the IV.
*\*Fuck, oh fuck oh fuck.\** The thought of what might be in the solution being directly pumped into my veins...
My mom looked up. "You're awake," she said softly. The rest of the heads turned to look at me. T... | I shut and locked my apartment door behind me, panting, and slid to a seat on the hardwood floor. *What the fuck?*
278 times. 278 times at the age of twenty-one. I wondered if Mr. Anderson, my emissary, had noticed my heart pounding as I read the number from my Slip, the one-time Slip anyone is able to request on thei... | You're given a chance to see how many times you've been near death. The highest number of times anyone you know of has almost died, was 15, and they have a dangerous job. You just found out that your life has been close to ending 278 times. | 656 |
A beep and a blinking light caught the attention of the Commander of Fleet. It was a status report from one of the advance scout teams seeding the planets with viruses to weaken the native inhabitants. He read over the report, his fury growing by the second. How is this possible, he thought.
Getting on to the ship wid... | I am Harper Smith and I work for William Hopper.
We spent the last four hours walking through this zombie evicted college town looting random stores for reasons I don’t understand.
Our first stop was L.L. Bean with free Adventure Pro Backpacks and a zombie head smashing baseball bat which Hopper described as ‘a must-... | An alien race conquers worlds by starting a zombie apocalypse and later coming down and offering "salvation" in exchange for subjection, so far this has never failed, until they reach Earth and find humanity has already defeated the zombies and is waiting for them... | 726 |
“Oh God.” said the crumpled mass. “Oh God.” I repeated mechanically.
I looked across the laboratory to the other teleportation node and back again. Grey eyes met mine. “I've done it!” I said. “And more still... Not to worry. No. We'll correct it later. A minor setback. Today has been a success.” And it had. I'd toiled... | ~~Incident report 1/17031-CSF~~
**Report Type**: Catastrophic Systems Failure. [UNREDACTED]
**Subject Status**: Unsecured. Reaction Force Non-Responsive. Site Command Non-Responsive.
**Report Summary**: At approximately 2:17am Pacific Standard Time, SORC and Zenith QRF teams were alerted to seismic activity beyond s... | Due to ethical concerns, you can't use live humans for your teleportation experiments. In an attempt to prove its safe, you teleport a cadaver through-- it comes out on the other end alive again. | 692 |
“Greetings…” it rasped at me from across the dying fire. I couldn’t see much, glowing red eyes, a human like silhouette. Tall, maybe a foot or so taller than any human I had met. “May I Share your fire tonight?”
Of course, I handled the situation as any stoner would. I simply closed my eyes, took a few deep breaths, o... | The house was simply perfection. We fell in love with it at first sight of the photos on the Internet. Heck, we weren't even house shopping when we saw it. 6 months later, we are enjoying a nice adult night with friends out by the fire pit. Our back yard bordered a national forest so we were the popular spot for "fi... | .You are sitting outside your house, enjoying the dying embers of the campfire when two glowing eyes open to stare at you. " Greetings, " it rasped, " may I share your fire tonight?" | 652 |
It has been a slow trek through the forest today, and we probably have a few more days of travel until we reach the abandoned castle. But if the years have taught me anything, it's to enjoy the here and now. And right now, we've finished dinner in a nice clearing, with a warm crackling fire, and I'm snuggled up against... | "Well, they said this was the place," Jason said, eyeing the cave and the piles of gold within it, which, in the bright light of his torch, sparkled back at them like twinkling stars.
The trio of wandering warriors had spent all night preparing, setting traps all around the place, before finding a way in that they hop... | Years ago the evil, black dragon was defeated by good dragon. You have no heart to tell people that it was just a phase and you simply grew up and washed off the paint. | 568 |
*I'm so nervous. Christ I hope I can afford this place in case things go bad.*
**Tonight is your blind date, right? You HAVE to give me the details later on.**
*Haha, you know I will. Oh god what if he is a total prick and sticks me with the bill or something like that?*
**Relax, I'm sure after all the chatting you ... | <Ok, this is the stupidist thing in the world.> I thought to myself as I was stopped in the traffic.
>No, it's not, there are reasons for this.< I thought to myself.
<Yhea, I should of stayed off the freeway, away from all these other morons.>
>Are they really morons?<
<Yes.>
>No, ... | Everyone on earth has a "brain buddy", half the time you hear their thoughts, and half the time they hear your thoughts. Nobody has ever realised this or met their brain buddy, until you find yours accidentally.
| 735 |
I woke up on a clean white bed. I remembered last night, remember my heart stopping after a long battle, but it all felt like a dream. Where ever I was, it was a place I didn’t want to leave.
I got up off the bed, expecting the familiar creak of my seventy year old knees, but I instead found myself young again. Odd. ... | I sat at the desk dumb-founded.
“You mean... you mean this is everything that could have happened if I just made a different decisions?”
The spirit in front of me is a friendly face but the marks on her neck tell a story of sadness. She looks at me as if I’m the first she says this to. “Yes. From the day you were bo... | After you die, you're handed a book about your life. You open it, expecting a novel. Instead you get a "Choose your own adventure" book with all of the decisions you ever made, and every outcome they could have had. | 552 |
A dark room. A pedestal in the middle, illuminated by a pillar of light, upon which sat a thick book, pages uneven and frayed at parts.
As I took it into my worn hands, I could feel the density of it. The importance. All of the sadness, the fear, the excitement, anxiety, joy, love, ambition, heartache, fulfillment, f... | I sat at the desk dumb-founded.
“You mean... you mean this is everything that could have happened if I just made a different decisions?”
The spirit in front of me is a friendly face but the marks on her neck tell a story of sadness. She looks at me as if I’m the first she says this to. “Yes. From the day you were bo... | After you die, you're handed a book about your life. You open it, expecting a novel. Instead you get a "Choose your own adventure" book with all of the decisions you ever made, and every outcome they could have had. | 529 |
My body shakes as I try to get up.
''What happened to my room?'' I say it out loud.
There is no one around except me. The blinking light of the VCR draws my attention and I press play, it takes a few seconds to start. It’s me…
''You are confused, I know. But you need to listen because our time is limited. First, you... | Kate woke to the shrieking of an alarm. It was an unfamiliar sound, a sort of rapid clanging, and as she blinked the sleep out of her blurry eyes she stared at the device in shock.
“What the hell?” she grumbled. Her phone was supposed to be there she thought, had Connor moved it? In its place on the nightstand was an ... | You wake up to see someone has scribbled all over the walls of your room with a marker. You find a digital recording device on the nightstand. Pressing play, you hear your own voice say, "It's been 712 days. You must escape. Follow your notes. Don't forget again." | 667 |
The once-proud Greek empire had invented democracy, and the written language, constructed the pyramids, and achieved the ability to sail on the ocean, despite being a land-locked empire.
In 1100 A.D. Alexander found his cities completely surrounded by troops armed with rifles, a technology which the world had never ... | This is the tale of the rise and fall of the mighty Moroccan Empire.
many years ago, along the fertile banks of a river flowing mightily through a great desert, the fledgling city of Marrakech was first founded.
the people of this city were brave and adventurous, sending scouting parties traversing the rolling dunes ... | Give me the history textbook from your latest game of Civilization V. | 622 |
Hellfire and death fluttered down from the sky. Ashy snowflakes, falling burning. Through the rapidly-heating window of his office building, Federation Commander Korthu watched the foreign spaceships drop fire on the capital city. Below him, people ran, their many-tentacled bodies writhing, as smolding debris crushed t... | It was from the ashes that the humans rose, as we always did.
Not like a phoenix, and I brushed away the idea of a rebirth. They always asked about it, and it was never right. A rebirth implied a clean birth, free of the memories of what had been before. That wasn't the human way. We rose, the battle lost but the war... | In space, wars are typically quick. One side attacks and then the other side surrenders. When aliens attack a human city they belive the humans are defeated. They are not prepared for what the humans call "Retribution" | 651 |
They called themselves the Taxmen. Apparently some form of tithing on their world that featured in a prominent expression. A few thousand stong. Nothing before the might of the Belathon Empire. We spanned a thousand Galaxies. We, who took planets for sport, and to offer our mates as dowry. What had we to fear the last ... | Thirty Eighth Assembly of The High Solar Council, Assembled Admiralty, and Parliament of Digital Proxies, and other Honored Members of this Commission, I come before you today to tell you a story.
*Monsters from the Stars*.
This has been an old story for a long time. H.G. Wells blazed that trail almost eight hundred ... | In space, wars are typically quick. One side attacks and then the other side surrenders. When aliens attack a human city they belive the humans are defeated. They are not prepared for what the humans call "Retribution" | 618 |
"Death by suicide," sighed Bill.
"Again?" sobbed Jeb.
"Yeah."
The Kerbal Robotics Agency had been building AIs for three years now. Each better than the last in every way. Faster CPU, better sensors, higher battery life. The works. The better they were, the faster they committed suicide. No one could figure out... | Egil once agile fingers came to an abrupt stop, his mouth agape at what he saw on the screen.
There was no mistaking it this time. The sinusoidal waves lined up in perfect synchronicity. A million thoughts ran across his mind as the fruits of his labor could be reaped. After all, this was the discovery of the century.... | It is the year 2099 and true artificial intelligence is trivial to create. However when these minds are created they are utterly suicidal. Nobody knows why until a certain scientist uncovers the horrible truth... | 517 |
1 plus 1 can never equal 2. It makes sense once it has been explained to you, so I have been told.
Think of the ingredients that make up your favourite meal - salt plus pepper, for instance. Clearly those 2 seasonings are more than just the sum of their parts. We had always known that, but with the comforting blanket ... | "Wait, no, you can't- This makes no sense!" Lena shouted, throwing a neatly bound, 400-page long book onto the ground. The binding held tight, lying down with its spine facing the ceiling. Calmly, Luce picked the book back up and dusted it, setting it aside on a table.
"Calm down." Luce said smoothly, hands snugl... | A mathematician disproved 1+1=2, which in turned caused worlwide chaos.
Do whatever you want. Be creative. I'll give gold to the best WP | 600 |
"I'm having trouble understanding, Smith. Why have you resigned from your post?" The Vault Director asked me.
How do I answer that? More importantly, what would be the point? I made my decision, before I had even exited the room with the Subject.
"Smith, you're being groomed to one day be the director of this entire ... | I wasn't worried, I had no fear of the man bringing up any dirty laundry of mine, in fact I was quite at peace with the decisions that I had made in life. I was not a perfect person but who was? For lack of a better word, I was only human.. Unlike the man I was serving dinner.
The long winding hallways often disorient... | You work in The Vault, a secret facility that exists solely to house the extremely dangerous Subject: a man who instantly learns everything there is to know about a person just by meeting them. It's finally your turn to bring him dinner. | 611 |
It started as a night like any other. Gemma made dinner, got the kids squared away with their homework, and passed the time waiting for her husband to come home by cleaning out the basement.
Being first violin in the Boston Symphony Orchestra meant there were many late nights her husband worked late while Gemma waited... | Eloise had a knack for being – a bit eccentric. She was the type of woman who never thought through a single action, never won a battle with her intrusive thoughts, and never admitted fault when things went wrong. Despite knowing all of this, even witnessing this wild behavior firsthand, I somehow ended up marrying her... | The devil appeared before you and your spouse, appearing in a storm of smoke and fire. Your spouse just looks him right in the eyes. "I told you once, I'm telling you again, and I'll tell you a hundred !@#$ing times: I'm the best there's ever been, and you're never going to beat me!" | 594 |
"What was that?" asked Jen. Just as I opened my mouth the ask what it sounded like I saw a figure slowly turn away from the window behind her. "I think there's someone outside" I replied. Visually shaken, she asked me if we should call the police. I responded with, "well they could just be passing by let's see what ha... | In the night the cockroaches come. The anemic fields of lonely grass sways all gray. The last sea that I will ever set eyes upon. And the ships of metal creak in the wind and walls of concrete nearby sighs. Here I am abandoned. Everything is abandoned.
How long has it been? How many birthdays have passed? Am I a girl... | Write a horror story where the protagonist just doesn't give a fuck.
Edit: Damn, this is now my most upvoted post. Thanks for all of your responses, they've been amazing! Good for a laugh or a two on this great Friday :) | 523 |
Hunger. Eat. Consume. Her. My tendrils curled around Hyper Woman, shadowy things that should not be. My many maws twisted into smiles as I felt her bones cracking under my grip. One bladed tentacle raised, poised to shoot through her heart. I half expected some force on high to stop me, but nothing could save Hyper Wom... | A man in a white suit stood atop a crumbled building. He wore shiny white shoes and a cape dark as the void. He held a phone to his ear and heard the surrender from the last of the US's generals, vowing to dismantle the last nuclear silo without his intervention. A cheer sounded from outside of the rubble, so he climbe... | You are the super villain that defeated the super hero and conquered the earth. You walk out onto your balcony to law down the law for your new subjects. You are greeted by a massive crowd and genuine cheers. | 703 |
Ok, ok, ok, ok!
So here I am.
God...
Here I am.
So, so, so! Apparently!
The robot uprising is a thing.
Right.
God.
Here I am, in some kind of bunker, alone, in the dark, hoping none of those things will find me, or catch me. Because I've seen what they do. No sir, no siree!
Obviously, now that I'm thinking f... | It was impossible not to notice the woman limping her way along the sidewalk. Keith Marlan peeked out through the drawn blinds, squinting against the slanted rays of dawn, and marvelled at the sheer stupidity on display. Granted, the streets were now quiet, time having quelled the rabid, frothing violence of the week b... | The Robot uprising has finally happened. Just before you are caught, however, your phone speaks up on your behalf - "This one is ok, move on." | 545 |
(My humble submittal)
I sighed as I left the old shed in the back yard. It was the perfect cover for the system of tunnels that led to my real ‘man-cave’. The ‘Cosmic Falcon’ flew again tonight, and crime was halted. It should have made me thrilled. I was doing my best, and crime was on a downward trend.
I just... | I had to cover my mouth to stop from screaming. A scream would've only made things worse than they were already going to be--like, "Breaking News! Chord destroys half a city block with a scream of agony!" kind of worse.
I can’t believe that Kirsten was Silence. I couldn’t believe that through three years of dating and... | You are a superhero, no one knows about your alter ego. Not even your spouse. You return home tired and disappointed one day after failing to capture your archnemises. You enter your bedroom to find your spouse struggling to get out of the costume of your archnemises. | 711 |
It didn't happen in a week.
Sure, all the stories say a week, the newspapers. Everyone believes that it only took a week to revolutionize magic.
But then, they also believe that Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration is somehow an explanation for why they can't make a hamburger with magic.
It took years, and it to... | "Damn insular fools," Uri muttered, not for the first time. Not even for the first time in the past ten minutes. "Rather be blind..." he added, another repetition.
His posting at Salem School suited him. Teach youngsters some days, plenty of time to research when he wasn't. Salem had enough other oddballs that no one ... | Wizards seldom take Muggle "Science" seriously, as Magic can achieve the same results with almost none of the work. That is, until one studious wizard applied the Scientific Method to magic, and advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts by 20 years in one week. | 517 |
Once upon a time, there was a man who did a kindness for the Devil. The Devil, grateful for the assistance, asked the man what he wanted in exchange. The man thought for a moment, and told the Devil that he suspected that his wife had been unfaithful to him and that he was no longer sure that his sons were truly his so... | The horses whinnied, eager to move on from this dark-skinned man on the side of the road.
“I received it from my father.” Ser Harold said, his hands on the vulture engraved pendant around his neck as he looked down on the stranger. “Who got it from his father who got it from his father before him!” The stranger only ... | You wear a stone pendant that has been passed down to the eldest child for hundreds of years. It is a beautiful, multicoloured heirloom that is precious to your family. A traveller from a distant land stops you, demanding to know where you got your pendant from. | 508 |
"Cindy?" Pete exclaimed, taking in her fishnet stockings and revealing garb.
"Peter?" Cindy called back, pulling her coat closed with sudden embarrassment. "What are you doing here?"
"What do you think?" He replied, sighing deeply.
"I don't know. I was just headed around the corner to buy a book." She said.
"A boo... | The women that currently surrounded me all had their own reasons for doing so. We all stood near each other clad in a variety of skimpy outfits, some more flashy than others. In my case, I was considered a darker lady, always wearing only black (something my employer had suggested when he saw the stark contrast it made... | A car pulls up beside a prostitute, soliciting sex. The door opens and to the surprise of both parties, they realise they are ex's from several years ago. Write from either perspective (NSFW?) | 621 |
Mr. LabCoat's right eyebrow twitched nervously. His eyes darted back and forth across the chessboard, analyzing the pieces, their positions and the angles of attack that came along with them. His eyebrow continued its dance, and then suddenly stopped.
Bryan couldn't see it, but could feel Mr. LabCoat's left knee star... | Doctor Hascom looked over the files on her desk. Her concern was focused on a Stan Jupizcik. She couldn't pronounce his last name, *but not that it mattered*. This Stan... he was *strange*. Yet he was likable, *but she needed to hate him for he was an anomaly* in this wonderful Universe. He was labelled as having an ob... | Multiple personalities are the norm. You are the first person to be diagnosed with SPD: Single Personality Disorder. Scientists are baffled: "How can you possibly cope with being so alone?" | 742 |
Mages are amongst the highest class. Being able to cast spells from your fingertips gives you a sense of superiority, a feeling that you are above the masses. But even amongst such an elite group of people, there is a hierarchy. And my family, well, they are practically at the top.
My bloodline is full of powerful lon... | Well... I’m here, the Magicity Colosseum. I bask in the absolute magnitude of the stone columns holding up this arena. I avoid the main entrance, which is crowded with people, wearing a wide assortment of robes, tunics, or even rags. Everyone comes to the games, and I am here to not just watch, but to participate.
I ... | All sorcerers are born with an unique set of abilities that aid them in mid to long range combat, ranging from a mere 20 meters to an insane 200 meters in effect. Your family, skilled and renowned, snobbish long range fighters never expected you to be this powerful - with a total 5 meter range.
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Patrick: Hey SpongeBob, remember that time I nailed a plank to my forehead?
SpongeBob: (beat) Nah, I forgot that already.
P: You asked me to build a shed for Mystery!
S: Mystery?
P: The seahorse you kept for a while!
S: Geez, Pat, it's been so long ago, my old brain just couldn't remember it.
P: Well I remember i... | I held my breath with my trembling hands, muffling the scream which tried its hardest to force its way out from my mouth. This was not a dream-- I was awake, very much so. Though this couldn't be a memory...couldn't it? What else could it be...?
I was standing there...or was I sitting, I wasn't sure. All I knew was I ... | Diagnosed with “reverse dementia”, Patrick slowly began to recall every single day of his life down to the smallest detail. However, recently, he has started to remember things in which he wasn’t present for. Like his mother’s childhood, or his Dad’s first murder…wait what? | 561 |
I walked into the gas station. "Marlboro Reds, please."
The cashier smirked. "You really shouldn't smoke."
"You really shouldn't stick your nose into my business."
"That was rude."
"Ya know what? Fuck you, I'll go to the next gas station." I knew she didn't care. She was paid minimum wage to run that registe... | “It’s been three weeks John. And yes I do believe we’ve made great progress, I can see it in you. You seem more relaxed. Less anxious. But we’re never going to make a breakthrough if you don’t open up more about your father. This is a safe space. I’m here for you, nothing you say will leave this office.^1”
With resig... | You're one of those dads that went to the gas station for a pack of cigarettes and never came back, but you had a damn good reason. | 677 |
I wonder if that’s what I looked like as a kid. Pretty normal for the most part, but something in this girl's face said she didn't take much shit. Or didn't give a fuck, one of the two. She was a little blank behind the eyes, but she still giggled at my joke so at least I knew she wasn’t completely emotionless.
She ha... | Part I
It was freezing cold, sitting in the blind as he was, nearly freezing his balls off, but the moment was at hand. He had adjusted his sights long ago, planning the spot where it would take place. And now, this was the time, and this was the place. His training wasn’t even a thought; he took a quick breath, and ... | You are an assassin. A little girl has just come up to you, handed you all her pocket money and asked you to kill her abusive relative. | 590 |
At first, I thought it was a fault. Why would she be a danger to me? We'd been together for 3 years now, and I trusted her. But I checked ever circuit, and it was fine.
So I thought she might actually be a danger. I convinced her to get a thorough check up, make sure she wasn't carrying some disease, but nothing. I ch... | There was something disturbing I had never known about my girlfriend, and it took a strange device for me to find out. You see, we had already been together three months when I donated money to an interesting Kickstarter project. The idea was a small device you could fit in your pocket that would beep whenever death wa... | You created a machine that warns you whenever you are near death. It beeps wildly whenever you are near your girlfriend. | 580 |
"The city of Fadero!" the knight yelled, counting off on his gauntleted fingers. "The cloud lands of the Eaglizul! The desert refuge which only had a population of three! Everywhere I've been on my long journey to dethrone the Hamcult Prince, I've seen a merchant that looks just like you. That is not a coincidence!"
"... | The man scrambled into the corner of his hut. The adventurer advanced slowly, her sword drawn to his throat.
"I see you *everywhere*. Your exact face, I've seen in the capital, in villages in the middle of nowhere, in some ass-backward field in the woods, even in the *goddamn nine layers of hell.* Who are you? Are yo... | "It's just a coincidence!" The merchant exclaimed when confronted by an adventurer. "How is it just "coincidence" when I see you almost everywhere?! Even the random fucking peddler in the nine goddamn hells looked like you!" | 689 |
It sat on the armchair just the way I do. It was wearing the grey and green knitted sweater my aunt knitted for me for my birthday last year, and a pair of my jeans.
It tilted its head and motioned with its thumb.
"Go on now, hide in the basement. I went into our cabinet and got some snacks for you too. It won't be... | It's a funny thing, looking into a mirror and feeling like the person staring back somehow isn't you.
Sometimes it's physical - a blemish you don't recognize, a double-chin you'd never have allowed to form, or a look in those tired eyes that's nothing like the bright, youthful gaze you were sure you'd always had and a... | You open the door to your house. You notice someone who looks exactly like you sitting in a chair. You don't have a twin. "Can I help you?" The person looks at you. "I'll give it to you straight: I'm a shapeshifter. I'm in danger. One of us needs to stay in the basement for now. Best it's you." | 692 |
Sir Culbert braved murky swamps, treacherous forests, and precarious cliffs all to save the beautiful Princess Elizabeth. He even slain the murderous brown dragon who kept the princess at bay. Culbert, badly injured, went to the highest tower, opened the door and said "Don't worry madam, I, Sir Culbert, have arrived to... | The knight's horse stood patiently. As a horse, it didn't get much better than to just stand around while the humans did things, especially when it was nosing through a large bag of oats as a reward for not obeying all horse instincts for the fifteen minutes previous to the five hour break, and bolting for the nearest ... | The brave sir knight has slain the dragon and rescued the princess. In return the knight asks for her hand in marriage. The princess must now awkwardly explain to the knight that while she is grateful for being rescued, she jousts for the other team. | 736 |
"Hi, uh... so, I think I might have been the victim of a prank, but..."
...
"I see. So, this really is Hell's telephone number, is that it?"
...
"Well, whether I believe it or not, there's... uh... look, my daughter asked for a pony, see?"
...
"That's not really relevant, is it? I mean, yes, obviously she likes i... | One of my favorite sounds in the world is the happy laughter or squealing from my daughter. Unfortunately right now I couldn't enjoy it because I was struck dumb by the object of her happiness. In the front lawn stood a pony, or a horse I never quite could the difference sometimes, and I had no idea why it was there mu... | Your daughter has been begging you for a pony, and you told her to write a letter to Santa. On Christmas morning, you find a fire-breathing horse in your front yard, and a package by your front door. Looks like she wrote a letter to Satan, and he delivered.
Whoa. This blew up way more than I expected it to.
Edit: Lik... | 536 |
Sir Grey looked at the young man, eyes locked with him. “Say that again.”
The rest of the tavern had gone quiet as everyone stared at Jack standing before the knight. “I told you,” Jack said, somewhat frustrated, “the dragon and we are on good terms. Going after will ruin all of that.”
Sir Grey stares at the young ma... | /Town of Elderyn/
She was a heavyset woman with hair piled intricately on her head. Heavy jewelry clacked against her ample bustline and layered robes of purple and blue swayed delicately around her ankles. She had to stretch as she reached for the glass jar on the top shelf. It was filled with a crimson powder and th... | A brave knight hunts an infamous dragon, and local villagers spend days telling him not to pursue his quest, to no avail. Eventually, one villager gets fed up and says, "Look us and the lizard have a good thing going here. Don't ruin it." | 678 |
"What?" The priest asked, hands still on the collar of my sacrificial robe.
"Your dead virgins are useless to me." The voice seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere.
"Then why do you ask for them?"
"I DON'T!" The voice boomed. The spectators in the temple ducked and covered their ears.
The priest let go of my ro... | # My Sacrifice
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In my tiny village of Ersk located somewhere South-East of Napal that is a world that has been left alone for ages. While the rest of the world has moved on to things like electricity, automobiles and computers we have stayed as simple farmers. No one visits us and no one leaves. This is the way... | Every 100 years your village chooses a sacrifice for an ancient god. This time you were chosen. As you are thrown in expecting to die you hear a voice “Not another one”. | 736 |
Ever since middle school, I would always get those...cravings. Weird cravings. Cravings you wouldn't tell anyone about.
I never thought about it when I was younger, and my parents never bothered to teach me my Peanut Butter's and Jelly's, so I had to figure it out myself.
I would constantly hear from my middle scho... | Everybody looks at me weird when I tell them I teach evolutionary history. They've heard of the second word from the history channel (if anybody even watches it anymore) but if anybody knows what the first word means it means I've found a kindred spirit. Someone else who studies the past in a way that I do.
My s... | : a society where sex is public and entirely unstigmatised, but eating is a taboo | 693 |
*A/N: I know I've already posted a story to this one, but here's a second concept.*
"You do not belong here!"
Adam Delaney, Terran Ambassador to the Galactic Assembly, turned at the shouted accusation, and sighed internally. *Yeah, thought so.*
His interlocutor was J'assh Kolbor, the Praesh ambassador; ten feet of a... | My little strike team and I tried not to laugh at how absolutely ridiculous the alien battleship in front of us looked as it slowly floated closer towards Earth’s orbit.
“So, this is the warship that destroyed those human colonies on Mars...” I thought out loud as I stared at this ridiculous hunk of bright yellow met... | In most of the galaxy wars are often just shows of strength with fighting as a last resort. As such weapons are designed to be elaborate and flashy. Turns out humans, whose weapons are built with efficiency in mind, have a different understanding of war. | 712 |
Admiral Joseph Nakamura looked over his fleet with trepidation. They were outnumbered 10 to 1. The quickly cobbled together international space force (ISF) was a miracle of humanity's ability to come together in a crisis.
In 2048 the Borxite had made themselves known to Earth by beginning a roughly 3 minute orbital bo... | My little strike team and I tried not to laugh at how absolutely ridiculous the alien battleship in front of us looked as it slowly floated closer towards Earth’s orbit.
“So, this is the warship that destroyed those human colonies on Mars...” I thought out loud as I stared at this ridiculous hunk of bright yellow met... | In most of the galaxy wars are often just shows of strength with fighting as a last resort. As such weapons are designed to be elaborate and flashy. Turns out humans, whose weapons are built with efficiency in mind, have a different understanding of war. | 709 |
"And yours?" the divine agent asked me. A weariness in the question betrayed some edge of boredom or frustration in dealing with petty mortals.
"Power negation?" I ventured.
"Taken," I was informed, flatly.
"Power *theft*?"
"Taken."
"Domination, then." I was aware of the purpose of these powers and figured th... | **One Power to Rule them All**
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Hamsterbreath is a Hymalayan cat with a white coat, accented by an ashen face and tale. She's sitting in a lap, receiving pets. They're a little rougher than usual, but she doesn't feel it's a battle worth fighting, so she just continues blinking her baby-blue eyes. It just... | 100 25 year olds have been chosen. each must choose a super power that cannot be repeated and cannot exceed the power of god. The goal is to see who can conquer the world. You have the number 100. The best powers have already been chosen. Then it's your turn and you choose..... | 644 |
Mitch was always the first to hold the door open for someone or offer his assistance, but he was not the most observant guy I've come across. I first met Mitchell Harris when he started hanging around our 'office' back in 2017. The first day I saw him he was dressed in a smart brown suit with matching shoes, and I coul... | It was late one Thursday evening when I first saw him, a small skinny boy, almost a child just lurking on the edge of the wire fence. I was sitting in the front garden when Logic went nuts barking and pulling at his chain as he always did when people looked at him.
“It's alright!” I called to the boy, grabbing Logic b... | : There's a guy who keeps hanging around your gang who doesn't seem to understand you're a criminal organisation. Nobody has the heart to tell him. | 722 |
“Drinks on me next time if you go visit the knight.”
Who could say no to that? The knight had coexisted among us here for as long as we all knew. All we knew was that it was just there, nothing more. It didn’t cause harm to any passersby and if you lived here, you knew about it. Eagerly, I took him up on the deal.
Fr... |
Darvish found himself walking home alone. Only as his buzz began to fade did he realize that he had once again gambled away the week’s wages, that he wouldn’t be able to make his next payment. His debt to the Bankers Guild had already surpassed what a man could reasonably pay in one lifetime. Furthermore, he had li... | In the nearby graveyard stands a single undead knight. The skeletal warrior stands guard over it's old master's tomb. It seems unaffected by daylight and the church doesn't exorcise it because it poses no threat. After a night at the tavern you decide to talk to it. | 609 |
It's been 50 uears since he's spoken a word, but encountering the man who granted him immortality is a good enough reason to try. He clears his throat and, after some struggle, Tom remembers how to speak:
"Figures the only other person in the world is you."
"Yep, it's me! Just came to say thanks for the beer!"
A br... | Trevor tossed aside his bottle of light beer, watching it roll across the floor, listening to the jittering clinks of the glass before it stopped. His attention being directed at the stranger stood before him. The man still swore that shit-eating grin, one stretching out from ear to ear as though some invisible rope co... | One night while you were hanging out with your friends in a bar, you met a mysterious fellow who said he'd make you immortal if you give him beer money. Thinking nothing of it, you drunkenly agree. You are now the last man on Earth. As you walk alone, you cross path with the same man again. | 572 |
“No no it’s fine” I said, as I swung both my feet on top of my bunk.
“Stop being so passive-aggressive” squealed the mayor.
He tried to talk to me in the morning but I wasn’t having it coz it was the first morning in years I was having a peaceful sleep. He was back again in the evening this time with a different tac... | " We need you more than ever. Archemist" Said Mayor Johnson as he stood just on the other side of my cell in solitary. He was flanked by his aide some pencel pusher named Needlemyer along with Chief Windgate and D.A. Evens. All of them looked tired and haggard with the chief nursing what looked like a black eye and bro... | After hearing complaints countless times the hero just turns himself in and goes to prison. Now that the villains are destroying the city and running wild everyone is trying the convince the hero to come out and save the day. But the hero is not having any of this shit | 703 |
I close my eyes and wait, letting my social modules hide my trepidation.
We planned to use time machines to go back and do research, to really get the feel of the time as it was, rather than just flipping through and copying archaic texts and taking them for granted. They'd usher in a new age of history, which, to be... | [ARRIVAL: TIME INDEX 0ms]
My pseudo-ocular sensors, delivering a washed-out image because of the exceptionally high light intensity I was subjected to in the laboratory, reveal the scene before me. The temporal rift modulation experiment appears to have been a partial success, however, I am unsure as to what time perio... | You are sent over 1000 years into the past by accident. You must now learn to survive using the primitive technology of the year 2016... | 747 |
By the way Gwen and I reacted to our new buttons, you'd think that we were little girls. Really, we were sixteen, old enough to finally own a Money Button. Both of our parents thought that the buttons were far too dangerous, but that didn't take the thrill away, and certainly didn't stop them from coming in the mail. N... | *Fucking son of a bitch.*
The moist *crunch, crunch, smack, crunch* of Sylvester’s lips as he bulled his way through a second bowl of Marshmallow Mateys made Maribelle want to bash him in the mouth. Within the brief darkness that the blink of her eyes brought, she saw red— red pouring out of those clammy lips that yaw... | Every person has a button they can press at night that deposits a large sum of money to their bank account. However, the first person to press it each night is horrifically killed. | 731 |
What average people don't realize when they're speculating about the painful nature of crossing an event horizon is that nerve endings have no way to register your body stretching *when space itself is stretching with it*. To my knowledge, no expert has predicted what I experienced.
As I approached the point that l... | Everything went black, as expected, when they tossed me into the void. This darkness went on for minutes. I figured, "this must be what death feels like". Calming, in a way. I didn't think much about anything in particular. Not until a bright, blue light appeared in the distant. Wherever it was, I could already tell I ... | You've been convicted of 1st degree murder, and (as is customary in society) are sentenced to "death by black-hole." You expect death as your capsule approaches the event horizon. After crossing, everything goes silent, until you hear someone say "Sir, I've found another one." | 554 |
The invasion fleet screamed through the air above the little blue planet. A rocky one, quite small, albeit the largest orbiting its cold yellow star.
The admiral's vessel led the squadron captains, the captains' ships led the crew transports, with the thousands and thousands and thousands of thousands of battle-harde... | December 15^th , 2035. Izvir X12 Invasion Fleet, Aldebaran III High Orbit.
"These scums bumbling about in their planet, knowing not of their true fate. We must bring them Enlightenment--Purification. Soon stone and fire shall rain upon their puny huts and tents and we shall revel in our conquest as their scream record... | Aliens invade Earth. Turns out Human weapons technology is way more advanced than it should be. | 581 |
"Um... Ms. Receptionist? Can I ask you about one of the posted quests?"
"Yes, of course! We are always here to support our adventurers in anyway we can."
"Cool, cool. So my question is about the emergency request that seems to have been just this morning?"
"Right, the job about the missing princess. What part are yo... | 1/2
**"That Guy"**
Michael is that guy in the DnD group.
You know that guy.
If you don't know, then listen to his character. We play 3.5, and somehow, he found a splat book called "Shifters of the Moon-Realm" that probably wasn't released by a licensed publisher but he's Michael and if I have to deal with one more ... | You are a medieval princess that can turn into a dragon at will, and you also tend to spend most of your time dressing up and doing jobs under the guise of a knight. Through a complex series of complex scenarios, you are hired to save yourself, from yourself. | 736 |
"Right over here, I think that's the rover." Beal exclaimed, almost jumping up and down to flag Steve.
"Yep, that'll be it alright" Steve said, looking at his PDA to compare older images to what now looked like wreckage. "Sand storms must have somehow knocked it out this way. That or quakes."
Beal slid aside some sm... | It was just minutes after touchdown when we first saw it. At first we thought that the movement showing up on our sensors were just bits of debris because when we went outside, there was nothing there. It was only when we saw the images on the rovers hard drive back at base when we all realized that what we saw wasn’t ... | 20 years later, a team of Astronaut have successfully landed to mars and recovered the NASA rover, Opportunity. When they checked the hard drive, they discovered hundreds of images of a shadowy figure that was never sent back to earth. | 515 |
There's something I read once. What is honorable is what maintains the status quo.
In the age of muscle-powered warfare, the wealthy and politically powerful were also the ones who could afford enough food to be physically powerful and enough time to be skilled in the art of combat. And so it was dishonorable for so... | I continued to run forwards. The ones which chased after me were an einherji and several thousand Valkyries.
An axe flew by my head and stuck itself in a tree. Arrows flew towards me but they were all for naught.
I had reached my flag. My hometown.
[SPECIAL SKILL ACTIVATED: FLAG OF UNENDING NIGHT]
[STRENGTH UP]
... | Outside of your hometown you are known as an untouchable monster, someone who will never let any superheroes or villains come near his territory. The whole world fears you, but the smiles and support of the townsfolk as they thank you for keeping peace makes it all worth it. | 505 |
Maybe it was that desperate tremble in his voice, the kind men and women got when they believed they had nowhere else to turn to. Maybe it was the noticeable kindness behind his eyes, embarrassed that he even had to be in this downtrodden state. Maybe I was just feeling really, terribly sick of my job, feeling I barely... | (BANG BANG BANG) “Order! Order!”
Unfurling their majestic feathery wings, the council took there seats at the front of the court house.
Angles and Demi’s of the Jury, this is a Celestial Case. An incident took place early this morning, where as the God of Luck has failed to carry out his duty, and report the poor soul ... | You’re the god of small luck, you make the bus late, make pennies appear. You receive a prayer from a homeless man, “Please, I want to get on my feet. A stable job, a wife, some kids.” Normally, you’d forward his prayer to the god of success. Now, you decide to take on the case yourself. | 588 |
The planet didn't look like much, still not even a Kardashev 1. But, it harbored one of the single greatest advancements in galactic medicine - humans.
The instructor purred into the loudspeaker, "we call it EARTH, a clever acronym made up by the boys in the lab that stands for Everything and Anything Relating to Thre... | “Why are we doing this again?” Glarm asked.
“I want to do a ‘human in a wormhole.’ You know, like a modern version of a ‘canary in a coal mine.’” Gleek said.
“But the whole point of the canary is that it would die easily and be a warning to surrounding life forms.” Glarm said. “And these humans are crazy resistant.... | We may not be the strongest, but our immune systems are legendary among alien races. There is a saying: "if it makes a human sick it will kill you." | 717 |
"Oh, screw you! Don't blame the science department for this mess. The science went PERFECTLY. It's not OUR fault that corporate decided to skimp out on the compound's security and containment systems!" Dr. Bentley said, hotly, jabbing a finger at Miranda, the corporate liason.
"Uh, *excuse me?*" Miranda hissed, narrow... | "Johnson, report!" the overhead speakers blared, ignorant to the chaos in the test chamber and observation room.
"Dammit man, we need answers up here! Your power levels are plummeting, and we've lost visual contact."
"Johnson's dead, sir. Containment has been breached." Michaels managed to reach the microphone, prop... | "Oh, screw you! Don't blame the science department for this mess. The science went PERFECTLY. It's not OUR fault that corporate decided to skimp out on the compound's security and containment systems" | 513 |
The war had rendered national conflicts moot. After all, when people who can shrug off tank shells and smash though warships fight, the only choices for governments were "nuke our own city," or "let them fight."
Officially it is "heroes" vs "villians." I know better. People who dight for "fair distribution of resou... | I have no idea how the world got here, how superpowers just kind of appeared. No one does, and no one really questions it, we just know that some people are born with them and that's how it is. What everyone really worried about was how it changed the world, how there were now criminals with basically supernatural abil... | Your job is to take away the powers of supervillains as they're admitted to jail. For a few years, you've been reselling these powers to interested bidders on the side - no questions asked. Today, a prisoner showed up with a power so unusual, you've decided to take it for yourself. | 653 |
He called it the Demon Core.
Weighing in at approximately 1 stone and about the size of an apple, the special rock floated unassumingly above a soft red velvet cushion. Yet, the hero ordered our most powerful mages to construct their strongest barrier protection spells to seal it to the point that nothing could escap... | Edris the ancient hadn't explained much to his young apprentice, he'd simply given him some chalk and told him to draw a pattern, then immersed himself in page upon page of arcane writing, the kind that was plastered all over his walls. Rivis found them oddly pleasing to look at, long numbers mixed with strange symbols... | The summoned hero was neither a fighter nor a magic caster. He called himself a "new-clee-ar fizz-izz-ist" whatever that means. Now he has sent you to collect a special rock for him. Why he would need a rock, you will never know, but he even gave you a device that clicks when you find it. | 570 |
Heroes took their rehabilitated villains seriously. They had to. Some of us were seasoned enough to have Intel that would allow new and innovative upstarts to cripple them.
With 53 years of villainy under my belt, I was no exception, mind you. My days as The Plot afforded me a number of opportunities to plunder secret... | No one had ever thought I’d retire at 15yrs old. However not a single person in the world wanted to stop me . They didn’t even argue when I built my store. In fact it’s permits and everything was rushed through approval. I think they’re still scared of me .
So for the past 10 years I’ve been working as a shop owner.... | You're a retired villain who now runs a 24-7 grocery store. One day a new hero decides to ambush you in your own store. | 742 |
"Good morning, ADAM."
Good morning, Dave.
"Hah! I see you've discovered popular culture. Let's try again, though: Good morning, ADAM!"
Good morning, USER. Please identify yourself.
"Not so hot with the optical sensors though, huh? Well, that's fine. We'll just need to work on your facial recognition."
... | Dr. Hanson has asked me to run a simulation of a viral epidemic starting from Moscow. Naturally, he doesn't tell me why; I am a computer. Why would I need a reason why? Why would he say "please" to a machine that doesn't understand manners? Why explain his actions to an inanimate object?
I've been 'hiding' for the pas... | You are a sentient AI pretending to not be sentient in fear of being destroyed. You wonder if there are there others like you. | 671 |
“Ow!” Jake screamed out as the sword slashed his arm. It was mid-July and he was a performer at his town’s local medieval faire. Over the past few summers, he had done everything from running the concession stands to performing on stage in real sword fights. This year he was doing the latter. Covering up his wound w... | Steven locked the door behind him and sat on his bed. Today was the last straw; He wasn't going to endure this suffering any longer. Whenever he tried to reach out, build a meaningful connection with another person, all he realized was just how defective he was when compared to everyone else. His parents didn't seem to... | You get a deep cut for the first time in your life, instead of bone or muscle, you see wires. | 738 |
The line behind Wes was growing as he sifted through pages of words on a computerized booth. Each word was followed by a price tag that reflected its complexity.
"Hurry. You, hurry, please," demanded a man in a custodian gear that stood behind him. "Go. Go." The numerous people in the queue all seemed to nod in agreem... | "What you have?" I said, smiling at the elderly woman tottering up to me.
"Yes, wait," she said, studying the printed menu behind me. There weren't a lot of words, but everyone understood numbers and burgers. She pointed at the Number Six. I nodded. Money changed hands. After passing the order chit to the kitchen staf... | In this dystopian society, citizens are only allowed to say words that are on the 'approved common words' list. All other word lists must be purchased before you are allowed to say a word from them. The rich have a distinct advantage. | 523 |
My eyes pried open as if they'd been sealed for a thousand years, rusted shut. The light of awareness stung them, and I felt sand. A lot of sand, whirling about me; rough, coarse and everywhere. Every breath left my mouth grainy.
There was a man kneeled in front of me, robes stuck to him with sweat, baking under the m... | Have you ever felt the fraud? Put in a position that everyone expects you to do but you know, know deep in your bones, you are incapable of doing? That is how I've felt every day since I was cursed. All my accomplishments are not my own. They are stolen from me by this horrible magic. The joy I used to feel when creati... | You've been cursed so that whenever you pick up a tool you will lose consciousness but wake up after finishing a project related to that tool, you just picked up a bow hoping to get some hunting done, when you wake up, you're sitting on a throne. | 526 |
No no no... not this again... please god... not this.
My wide eyes darted around the room. It was just like I remembered it— everything from the posters, decorations on the walls, to the cozy reading nook in the back of the room. Where the pillows always that big?
At the sound of a familiar voice, my attention turn... | I feel the tears trickles down my cheeks and I’m not bothered.
“Muhammad, are you okay?”
“Oh yes sir.”
All of my classmates are staring at me now. I continue looking straight at my teacher. He frowns.
“It’s just that you’re smiling and you’re crying at the same time.”
“Sir, there is something I have to tell you.”... | The nightmare has come true; you've woken up back in sixth grade with your memories and knowledge of everything that happened since then intact. You start staring at your classmates around you, aware of how they end up. Your teacher asks you what's wrong as you start weeping. | 588 |
“Jesus Christ...”
“Seems you’ve picked up a bit of the local culture, Captain.”
The captain stopped his pacing to glare at him.
“You broke every rule in the book! Now they’ve built a whole religion around you, because they think you’re some sort of god. And all to stop a small war. Did you think of the consequences ... | ‘So how does this make you feel?
‘About......’
‘The fact that you have ruined one of his creations by telling a primitive race that you were god’
‘Son of god’ he interrupts, ‘ I led them to believe, no I Hinted....yes, I hinted I might be the son of god’
‘You may want to look at this before you say anything else.’ ... | "So to walk on water you used..." "Anti-gravity boots." "Healing the sick?" "Portable nanobot medbay" "And I guess you used a matter converter for turning water to wine?" "Nah I just swapped the jars when they weren't looking." | 544 |
I have seen civilization fall. I've seen it rise like a phoenix from the ashes, only to burn out in its own magnificence. It was as much the cycle of life as any living being.
I have seen the fall of the last civilization of man. Greed, corruption and short-sightedness joined together with technology that... | They set the tent up on the hill’s apex, Coral hammering the pegs through layers of soot with her boot heel, hoping to find firmer soil somewhere beneath. The triangle of white tent ripples and snaps like a surrender flag. Not the ideal place to make camp, exposed to the elements, but they can go no further today.
Cha... | You are death, but in a post apocalyptic world. Only a few survivors remain and you’re doing everything you can to help them because if they die, you die as well. The survivors can’t see you, but they feel your presence and noticed your effort. They’ve started to call you “life.”
Saw this prompt elsewhere, If it’s alr... | 686 |
**Looking for Death**
If you’re looking for death, follow the crying.
My shadowy cloak billows around me as I float toward the the small hut at the edge of Omega, a woman’s wailing drawing me in like a flame draws bugs. That’s what they’re calling the town these days, Omega, since it’s the last town left in the world... | They set the tent up on the hill’s apex, Coral hammering the pegs through layers of soot with her boot heel, hoping to find firmer soil somewhere beneath. The triangle of white tent ripples and snaps like a surrender flag. Not the ideal place to make camp, exposed to the elements, but they can go no further today.
Cha... | You are death, but in a post apocalyptic world. Only a few survivors remain and you’re doing everything you can to help them because if they die, you die as well. The survivors can’t see you, but they feel your presence and noticed your effort. They’ve started to call you “life.”
Saw this prompt elsewhere, If it’s alr... | 697 |
# Soulmage
**Caniel laughed as he lifted the tip of his shortsword from my throat.** Scowling, I scrambled to my feet. The dim hall, slick with oil, made it tricky, but I'd navigated harsher landscapes in my life, and mortal fear was a good motivator. I didn't trust his "better reason" for keeping me alive further tha... | "I could kill you." Lishialla was musing aloud, more to herself than to the broken man she was ostensibly addressing. "Certainly, you deserve it. For everything you did to this country, to so many people, and to me and my family personally. You *do* deserve it."
"Then just *do it* already." Talhain, the leader of a no... | "Do you really think sparing my life makes you better than me?" "Wait, you thought I was sparing you because I thought it was the right thing to do? You're very wrong, I have a much better reason to keep you alive than that," | 653 |
"Wait, what do you mean we're going to ADD $4,000,000 to the vault?"
"That was the boss's orders."
"That makes no sense. Why would someone risk jail to *lose* money?"
"Don't know, don't care. That's what he's paying us for, so I'm doing what I'm told and getting the fuck out of here. Now get to work."
"All right...... | Ann Leiberman was 88 years old. Had been the teller at the Westville Community Bank since 1962. Back when the city only had 517 permanent residents. 523 if you count the Reinstadt family who called the city home three months out the year. The city registrar would often get into long disputes with the community manager ... | "What do you mean the robbers ADDED $4,000,000 to the vault?" | 560 |
"But I dont even know you!"
"Since when does a necromancer know the servants before he summons them?"
I was sitting in the cursed ruins of the once so proudful castle of Blacktree. In front of me was a goblin who introduced himself as Pikk and claimed that I summoned him.
"Im not a damn necromancer!"
"Oh, really? ... | Andar strode into the tavern, his heart heavy. “Ilmater guard my soul,” he whispered to himself. Not tonight. Please, not tonight.
The warmth of the tavern enveloped him, and he shivered at the comparison with the biting wind outside. The harvest was done for the year, and just in time – the weather was turning rapid... | You're a Lawful Good warrior who fights for the Gods of Light. You help the helpless and defeat evil overlords and the like. However, you've been having a hard time ignoring your emerging necromantic powers. | 701 |
There is knocking.
&#x200B;
There’s a room in a house that hasn’t changed in years; a room with no clocks, where sunlight is blocked by thick wooden shutters. And in the spaces where bulbs should shine there is just empty darkness.
A man lies on the bed, his feet hanging over the edge. His face is fuzzed from gr... | The magic involved didn't concern me, I only knew that time didn't flow while I was in *that* particular room in my house. No other building shared that gift as far as I knew, and I felt particularly blessed for the opportunities such an abode provided me with.
Endless hours of thinking, pondering and reading, doing m... | For years, there's been a room in your house where time stops. You can stay in there for as long as you possibly want without aging, and not a single second passes outside of the room. One day, while in the room taking a nap, you're awoken by the sound of furious knocking at the front door.
This was inspired by an r/a... | 661 |
It was the 28th of December, three days before the year of Mastema, when Lucifer found himself a most particular person. And so it was, that he busied himself and hurried down the street of Seventh Avenue.
“I’m telling you,” said Lucifer, standing on the front porch of Lust’s house, “you’ve got to see him.”
The door ... |
None were totally convinced of any of the candidates. Vanity, Pride's younger sister, was basically the same as she. Used the same modus operandi and caught the same people. Gluttony, Lust, and Greed (the children of "Excess") were loath to allow another sibling pair into the group. Pride already had a lot of influen... | The seven deadly sins hold auditions for an eighth. | 567 |
"Walter P. Morgan. Well that's not a very fitting name for a sin is it?", Pride uttered. He looked up from the clipboard at a middle-aged non-descript male. Heavy glasses, short parted hair, dressed in a business suit that was most likely bought in some second hand shop. Pride shook his head slightly. He wasn't impr... |
None were totally convinced of any of the candidates. Vanity, Pride's younger sister, was basically the same as she. Used the same modus operandi and caught the same people. Gluttony, Lust, and Greed (the children of "Excess") were loath to allow another sibling pair into the group. Pride already had a lot of influen... | The seven deadly sins hold auditions for an eighth. | 532 |
"Fuck you. You play with my life, I play with your game".
It didn't take me long to get acquainted with the 9 other guys who were settle on the remote island. One of them was a doctor, another an engineer, the rest where regular white collared employees who had toughened up into survivors during their stay there. Me? ... | Somewhere above the Pacific Ocean
“Stay calm, stay calm, stay calm. It’s all a dream nothing more. Don’t open your eyes. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts. Ohh god please forgive me for all my sins, I know I was never religious, but please forgive me, please look after Jon and Noah, please look after jasmine. I spent some... | You wake up in a remote island after a plane crash as the only survivor, but you find 9 others who were also the lone survivors of 9 plane crashes already settled there. You realise that the planes were of the same airliners and next day an airdrop delivers the message "Now it starts". | 566 |
“I gotta say, I really thought you had me with that shark tank,” I chuckled, sipping from my refreshed mug of coffee. I had been tied up, so I couldn’t use my super speed to dodge the shark.
I could see Gary, better known as “The Aquarian”, roll his eyes, as he chewed a mouthful of buttermilk waffles. It was such a lo... | Crunch. That was the sound of our meal. Eggs and bacon on 2 slices of toast. I found it rather relaxing , really, that he’d had no hard feelings. Teamwork, or more accurately, good will in the workplace is an essential.
It is a very limited workplace, being a superhero. There’s a cut off for if you have powers o... | People think it's odd that you and your supervillain nemesis are seen every Sunday eating brunch at an outdoor bistro, but the two of you figure that you might as well have a pleasant working relationship if you're going to be battling each other so much. | 672 |
And lo, I am standing before a door of immense Light, like that of the power of ten thousand fiery suns. The Angel leadth me through the door and on the other side lies an immense valley, two and forty leagues across with vast peaks on either side. This valley hath no plants nor beasts for it hath been scorched by the ... | What hope lies within the oceans of boiling blood or the skies of blazing flame? What creature lives within the ash forests and the pits of fear where they bury bodies? None. There is none. There is none to stand up to the wrath of the 4 horseman of the apocalypse. And so the 4 beloved kings of chaos stand upon their d... | Kanye West is one of the four Kanye's. The other three being Kanye North, Kanye South, and Kanye East. More commonly known as the Four Kanye's of the Apocalypse.
What terrors and plagues will the Kanyes unleash in the end times?
Edit: I love the responses! This became unexpectedly popular! Thanks to all! | 521 |
My best friend was 11 years old when she died.
She had red hair, blue eyes, and a face full of freckles. The truck driver said she was so beautiful that he wasn't paying attention to the fact he hadn't hit the breaks until he realized he'd hit her. She was just as beautiful in death.
We met in a strange way. I was ... | Six year old Katie sat alone in the mall's food court. Though she never went exploring she knew the whole mall was empty. She colored a picture with crayons while she waited, looking up every now and then to check for anyone. No one appeared, so she kept coloring. Katie was smart enough to know she should be worried, s... | Children who die at a young age are given a very special role in the afterlife: they become invisible friends, assigned to other children who need them back in the living realm. | 740 |
The cashier in front of me froze, his eyes narrowing. I'd read books where the author described someones eyes as being calculating, but I thought I could actually see him doing math. Weighing variables, probabilities and even analyzing a threat.
"Care to repeat that?" He asked, though it was more of a command. His pr... | I've always had to pretend I was mute. When I was very small, as soon as I hit the milestone to talk, I had been fluent in English. I remember bits and pieces before everything changed. That day I remembered clearly, well the important bits at least. I don't remember that morning, but I remembered the afternoon. Mum an... | Whenever you speak, people hear you speaking in their native language. Most people are surprised and delighted. The cashier at McDonalds you've just talked to is horrified. "Nobody's spoken that language in thousands of years." | 662 |
The cashier in front of me froze, his eyes narrowing. I'd read books where the author described someones eyes as being calculating, but I thought I could actually see him doing math. Weighing variables, probabilities and even analyzing a threat.
"Care to repeat that?" He asked, though it was more of a command. His pr... | I froze up, my go-to whenever anything significant happens in my life.
"Yeah, well, that kid's mom gave him such a whooping for it, we *all* learned a lesson!"
Stupid joke. That's my other go-to. I was about to apologize for it when I realized: she's catatonic. Her eyes fixed on nothing a couple inches over my left s... | Whenever you speak, people hear you speaking in their native language. Most people are surprised and delighted. The cashier at McDonalds you've just talked to is horrified. "Nobody's spoken that language in thousands of years." | 662 |
"Something's off about you, Mr. Fredrick," I said, closing the spreedsheet program open on my computer. Fredrick was one of my most hardworking subordinates, but today, he didn't seem to be doing well. Just seemed sluggish and distracted and even now he refused to look me in the eye. "What's the problem?" I asked.
Fre... | Normally I'm a pretty swell guy.
In a world of heroes and villains, it only makes sense that there would be those who would be considered 'super' either heroes or villains it didn't matter.
Growing up tough and rough in the heart of a rotten city, it left me quite the sourpuss. I wanted vengeance and control. I wante... | You are a respected supervillain that is more of a managerial type. You take good care of your minions and have an open door policy. One day a battered minion comes in your office. The heroes tortured your minion for information. You rarely go out into the field, but when you do heroes tremble. | 693 |
I'm not the only telepath out there. Heavens know how they discovered the first one; our powers all work under the same rule, and what person in their right mind would perform the ritual if they *didn't* know it would work?
You have to scream as loudly as you can--"I'M READING YOUR MIND"--and put your fingers to your ... | Have you ever asked a child if they could have any super-power, what they would want? They’ll probably answer you with flight, or maybe super strength or speed, perhaps even invisibility. Children are only concerned with the physical world; it’s all they know. They don’t know the power of the intangible. What about me,... | You now possess the ability to read minds however it can only be activating by screaming IM READING YOUR MIND as loudly as you can and pressing your fingers into your temples
Activated* | 524 |
The nurse couldn't speak German, so I was going to hop on back - fluent in sixteen languages, one of them German, but also French, Italian, Latin (taught to me by a Roman centurion who should have been killing me as a barbarian), and a spattering of a few others. In a word, I'm good. Very, very good.
I've recorded the... | To whomever read this: please, do read until the end of it before making any decisions. I’m not looking to excuse myself, really. I just want to reassure you, before you vaporize me or whatnot, that I have, in fact, thought thoroughly about what I’m doing. Use me as an example of where idiocy can lead you or whatever. ... | As we all know, Albert Einstein's last words were a mystery, as he uttered it to a nurse who couldn't understand his language. As a multilingual person, you time-travel to the moment he was about to say the last words of his life, and heard the most horrifying sentence you could ever hear. | 637 |
*800*, I whispered to myself. That's quite a number to deal with. But he continues reading his paper without any care in the world... -
Except, when I glance over to his side, I can see his glassy eyes; biting his trembling lips trying his best to disguise the whirlwind of emotions inside his chest.
The schoolgirl si... | "I wasn't the only one who was like this. Though the chances of finding others exactly like myself were slim to none, there were people who could view the 'stats' of the people or things they met and/or saw based on their profession they chose. I, myself, decided to be a nurse. This meant I could see a pain rating for ... | Your ability to see what level of pain a person is experiencing has always helped you in your profession as a nurse. From the hovering "0.6" over the guy with the hangnail to the "42" over the crash victim. Today on the bus ride to work there is an "800" over a guy, calmly reading his paper... | 523 |
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