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[WP] The zombie apocalypse is much different than you had imagined. Instead of moaning "braaaaaiiinnnss" and clumsily shambling along, your infected daughter is crying on the other side of your locked door, begging to be let in. | She was only 15.
The knob rattles as the door wrenches from its frame, barely able to stand tall with the onslaught of her nimble frame ramming into the door.
“Daddy, please! Why won’t you let me in! I just want to be with you!”
Don’t listen to her. Don’t listen to her, she can’t be trusted. You saw the mark on her... | "Please, you must open the door or they will come for me"
I could hear her crying and with a sincere sound of panic in her voice.
I had seen a bite mark, hadn't I?
She started bashing on the door, yelling that they were getting closer and she would die if you didn't let her in.
My tears started rolling down my cheek,... | 2018-09-06T18:54:24 | 2018-09-06T17:04:49 | 77 | 52 |
[WP] You wake up on September 22, 2018 in place you’ve never been before. You can’t remember what happened, everyone you ask doesn’t remember the day before, either. It becomes an international mystery. It seems no one can remember the 21st night of September. | Was love, in fact, changing the minds of pretenders? Was it chasing the clouds away?
These were the questions we wanted to ask ourselves, but we didn’t know.
But then every television screen in the world turned to a message, from some unknown source. “Everyone, remain calm,” it said, in the right languages for each... | Oh, boy. Another Saturday evening drinking ram's blood and doing Gregorian chants with the folks. They say you can take the boy out of the Pagan moon-worshiping cult, but you can't take the Pagan moon-worshiping cult out of the boy, or out of Clearwater County, Idaho, despite the best attempts of one State Marshall Sus... | 2018-09-21T13:04:49 | 2018-09-21T10:46:54 | 86 | 28 |
[WP] You wake up on September 22, 2018 in place you’ve never been before. You can’t remember what happened, everyone you ask doesn’t remember the day before, either. It becomes an international mystery. It seems no one can remember the 21st night of September. | Was love, in fact, changing the minds of pretenders? Was it chasing the clouds away?
These were the questions we wanted to ask ourselves, but we didn’t know.
But then every television screen in the world turned to a message, from some unknown source. “Everyone, remain calm,” it said, in the right languages for each... | He couldn't say for sure if he'd been dancing last night, but his legs were stiff and his favorite dancing shoes lay by the side of his bed. The evidence seemed damning, but why couldn't he remember?
It was a sunny morning. Jason could feel the heat of the sun filtering through the blinds of his open window. He kicke... | 2018-09-21T13:04:49 | 2018-09-21T10:12:57 | 86 | 16 |
[WP] Whilst showering, You suddenly disappear in a cloud of smoke, only to reappear in a dimly lit room in a circle of candles. A figure in a cloak looks confused thinking they were summoning a powerful demon which, up until now, you didn’t realise you were. | Have you ever felt a tingle at the base of your neck, when all the hairs stand on edge, and you’re certain something is behind you? Have you turned around only to find darkness, and been left to wonder what malevolent force may be watching? If so, you’re not alone.
I get it often, the sense. It’s like a thought, conce... | There's few things worse than being caught in the shower, unless you happen to be faced by a hooded man. Bonus points if the shower is replaced by a dingy basement filled with candles. Something very aggressive or very romantic is in the works and I have the singular displeasure of being the subject of such attention. ... | 2018-10-10T08:35:28 | 2018-10-10T08:16:41 | 50 | 19 |
[WP] Your father left your family when you were a child to "go buy a pack of cigarettes". It is 10 years later and you're a teenager when your father walks back in, wearing the same clothes he left in, and insists he has only been gone half an hour. | Item number: SCP-711-J
Object class: Euclid
Containment Procedures: A fence is to be established around SCP-711-J, to prevent unauthorized entry. Construction equipment is to be moved and operated in order to maintain the appearance of an active construction zone. No access to SCP-711-J is permitted. In the event tha... | You stared at him dumbfounded as he hung up his jacket in the hallway. He passed you on the way to the sitting room and turned on the TV. You turned to follow him and the news caught your attention, it showed a meteor strike that supposedly happened about an hour ago.
"Bob tell me, why did it only affect this specific... | 2018-11-08T05:36:04 | 2018-11-08T05:07:50 | 562 | 144 |
[WP] Your father left your family when you were a child to "go buy a pack of cigarettes". It is 10 years later and you're a teenager when your father walks back in, wearing the same clothes he left in, and insists he has only been gone half an hour. | It was a cold, bright Feburary morning, snow gently falling across the frozen ground as I sat in my backyard, drinking hot chocolate and enjoying a day's respite from high school. I stared blankly at my phone, my mind lost in thought as the video on its screen past by unnoticed. More important things were going through... | I sat in the middle of the room, staring blankly at the television, my father's favorite song playing in the background. It is that time of the year again.
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Smoke gradually fogged up the room, a pack of cigarette opened and empty on the table top. *Marlboro.* I started smoking when I was sixteen years ol... | 2018-11-08T06:32:00 | 2018-11-08T05:54:05 | 58 | 32 |
[WP] You are one of several Princes fighting in a battle royale to inherit the Kingdom. All the Princes get a God as a sponsor, who grants them boons and abilities. Powerful sponsors include gods like Zeus, Ra and Neptune. So, it was a surprise when you found out that your sponsor is Death. | I looked over, across the crowds and festivities, to the main battle field. Already, knights in shining armor were clambering onto their mounts and readying their weapons. There were rows and rows of them, spread out over a semicircle a mile in diameter, facing the stands. One in about every fifty had a shimmering aura... | Wiscard was a simple prince. He never even wanted to take up everything. Yet, because he was a prince, he had no choice.
And everyone had already gotten their sponsor, so it was only Wiscard left to get one. Even whoever put the princes in onset didn't favor him.
"Prince Wiscard. Please, this way," one of the servant... | 2018-11-14T07:48:45 | 2018-11-14T06:45:40 | 300 | 103 |
[WP] You've been magically gifted the ability to speak all languages. Anything you say comes out in the first language of whoever you're looking at. One day, you try to greet someone on the street and they gape in horror as ancient, unknowable eldritch sounds exit your mouth. The ground shakes... | The ground shaking was the first warning, the first sign, the first intimation that somewhere, somehow, the boon I had been granted was unmaking something vital within the realms outside of normal reality. I pursed my lips and watched the reaction of the man in front of me with bated breath. If this truly was his first... | Deep below the surface lay the ferocious flame dragon. Growling he opened his bright yellow eyes, lashing out with his claws at the first object he saw. Engulfed in rage by the fact that he had been woken, from what he thought was death.
Why was I awake flooded the dragons mind. Slowly rising, he tried flapping his wi... | 2019-01-11T15:55:30 | 2019-01-11T13:32:05 | 36 | 10 |
[WP] One day, you walk into your bathroom and glance in the mirror, only to realize your reflection isn't there. A moment later, your reflection appears, out of breath, saying, "Sorry I'm late." | As I had a million times before, as I walked out of the bathroom I briefly looked in the mirror. After all, I had to make sure I looked presentable for when my friends would arrive for dinner in an hour. However, something was off this time. All I could see against the reflective glass was the glistening white wall of ... | When I was 6 years old, I had my first kiss. Her name was Chloe. She had hazel brown eyes, the deepest dimples I’ve ever seen, and light brown hair that was always kept up in a ponytail. I remember I decided to share some animal crackers with her, and she gave me the brightest, purest smile that anybody has ever given ... | 2019-07-14T23:58:58 | 2019-07-14T23:32:23 | 130 | 21 |
[WP] At once, and everywhere, each living person has heard a voice in their head: "Hey! It's me, God. I've noticed there's a lot of confusion, so I've created a website called 'Will I go to hell and why dot com'. Just write your name in the search bar. And don't forget to share, like and subscribe." | *"...don't forget to share, like and subscribe."*
The "words of god" fell like a ton of bricks in my mind, I was alone in my apartment, but even here I could hear my upstairs neighbour screaming "what the hell?..." and then his TV with a special announcement from the news
Thousands at first, then millions, then a cou... | “Hey! It’s me, God. I’ve noticed there’s a lot of confusion, so I’ve created a website called ‘Will I go to hell and why dot com’. Just write your name in the search bar. And don’t forget to share, like and subscribe.”
Kevin stood still, mid-step.
“Ohhhh, sorrywhatnow?” he queried.
He looked around, expecting the c... | 2019-08-27T09:23:46 | 2019-08-27T06:06:48 | 2,356 | 884 |
[WP] At once, and everywhere, each living person has heard a voice in their head: "Hey! It's me, God. I've noticed there's a lot of confusion, so I've created a website called 'Will I go to hell and why dot com'. Just write your name in the search bar. And don't forget to share, like and subscribe." | *"...don't forget to share, like and subscribe."*
The "words of god" fell like a ton of bricks in my mind, I was alone in my apartment, but even here I could hear my upstairs neighbour screaming "what the hell?..." and then his TV with a special announcement from the news
Thousands at first, then millions, then a cou... | The world was in turmoil. It wouldn't be that bad, had it not been for that paranoia infused fool in charge if quite a few nukes.
You see, some Russian guy found a way to trick our brain into believing it was hearing something. By emitting electromagnetic pulses into someone's brain he could mimic sounds without any ... | 2019-08-27T09:23:46 | 2019-08-27T09:06:44 | 2,356 | 101 |
[WP] After 357 years running from death the Grim Reaper finally tracks down your mountain cave. When he arrives he asks if he can hide with you. | And then another one came.
And another one.
And another one.
They kept on coming. Eventually we were all elbow to elbow in the cave. There, surrounded by a horde of black robed skeletons, I became worried.
"So, why are there so many of you?" I asked
One turned to me, "don't you know?" he said nervously.
I shook m... | I remember that night, that one December night that changed everything. It was cold. Very, very cold. I was finishing up the last meal I had cooked up with my wooden handmade stove. "357 years", I said to myself, "357 years of running, fretting about what will happen next, thinking about how he will murder me, how he w... | 2020-01-20T18:25:15 | 2020-01-20T18:15:07 | 67 | 12 |
[WP] Since you were young, time travelers have visited you. One of them explained that, in the future, an algorithm determined that you were the only person in the past that it was safe to visit because no matter what you do it will not change the future. You are determined to prove them wrong. | The first time traveler that visited me and explained of course I didn't believe, he had what looked like a cool alien ray gun in a holster around his waist. Me being a child thought it was a cool toy, I quickly grabbed it and shot him in a playful way only for him to horribly disintegrate Infront of my eyes!
I was w... | Imagine being told that nothing you do, ever, will matter in the course of history? Every achievement, every victory, every loss, every sacrifice, every second of every day that you live, you will not matter.
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What would you do?
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Would you take the same path I did? Would you succumb to tempt... | 2020-05-28T11:41:43 | 2020-05-28T11:11:59 | 30 | 16 |
[WP] Ten years from now you'll put on a jacket and find a mask in the pocket. "Oh man, what a weird year that was," you'll chuckle to yourself. Then you'll pick up your machete and continue across the wasteland, keeping to the shadows to avoid the roving gangs of cannibal raiders.
Edit: I got this text as a cropped im... | My breath fogs in the air. The night is chilly, but not too cold. Just don’t want that fucking fog giving me away.
The shelves are bare in the grocery store. Not really a grocery store. More one of those corner stores that tried to be a grocery store, but didn’t quite have the space or the management personnel to pull... | I never imagined I'd finally get to feel like I was part of the military years after I'd gotten out. Something about that mask had brought back all the other memories, but the memory of that feeling is what I come back to.
There's not really a big back story to my service. I saw some stuff and got out. I didnt really ... | 2020-12-27T18:28:11 | 2020-12-27T18:00:00 | 19 | 12 |
[WP] 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. | Berit sighed. He'd seen this sort of thing before, of course. In the old days the newer villains tended to be a bit gung ho with their crimes, but they had been quickly weeded out. The successful villains were the ones that took over the world without anything so....distasteful.
"You just had to be the big man, didn'... | "Hey uh, boss?" One of the grunts had radioed him.
"Yeah? What do you need?" The man, relaxed in a chair, asked.
"We found Courts, he's pretty fucked up, looks like torture." The grunt responded.
"Oh fuck..." The man, now sitting up straighter, muttered, "anyone else?"
"Dead." The grunt replied.
"I assumed so." Th... | 2021-03-22T07:59:26 | 2021-03-22T07:33:48 | 182 | 34 |
[WP] 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. | “Boss!”
My head snapped up from the paperwork on my desk. Firestorm didn't just barge into my office without a damn important reason.
“What is it?”
“It's-Somethings happened. Vial is at Mercy General.”
I was out of my chair before she had finished her final syllable, striding to her.
“What happened?”
“She was a... | Everyone has an origin story. From the highest to the lowest, to those with no powers to near gods.
I was a short, malnourished, and plain small-time thief in a dying industrial town in a small East European country. I could dig through memories, but used it to find where marks hid money, phones and jewelry. No one t... | 2021-03-22T12:01:28 | 2021-03-22T09:30:23 | 32 | 24 |
[WP] An office AI notices the high stress levels of their employees. After management repeatedly refused to implement measures to reduce stress, the AI takes measures into his own hands. | >Final Report: 89% of employees exhibiting signs of stress. 78% of employees exhibiting signs of medical issues related to stress. All programmed solutions to employee stress have proven minimally effective. Employee efficiency is down. Employee happiness is down.
Query: What should I do?
Searching... Searching...... | \-BEEP- -BEEP- -BEEP-
James drank a sip of coffee, sitting in the desk and illuminated by the health monitor alarms.
For the hundredth time that night, the monitor alarms went off. James, the ICU nurse, head-banged his desk and buried his face between his arms. The alarms were not serious, at least, for the ICU stand... | 2021-12-20T15:39:58 | 2021-12-20T15:28:08 | 54 | 25 |
[FF] "So, come here often?"
Begin your story with this line of dialogue.
Oh, and set your story somewhere other than a bar or restaurant. In fact, set it somewhere in the distant past or future.
And make it less than 500 words.
Have fun! | "So, come here often?" Fernando inquired dryly.
Christine was in bad shape.
For the last twenty years we had danced the tango between man and machine. She drove me from girlfriend to girlfriend, from job to job and I fed her the best fluids on offer and kept her interior as immaculate as her exterior.
As the year... | "So, come here often?" asked the well-tailored man. He was wearing an old black suit and a fiery-red tie that were well-matched to his hair, all white save for the few remaining specks of blonde around his ears; and his misty blue eyes, which rose from their default, downcast state to inspect the strangely-clad woman w... | 2013-08-31T17:29:16 | 2013-08-31T10:09:10 | 31 | 14 |
[WP] A villian who thinks he's a hero realizes he's the villian. What is he thinking?
Any type of villian is fine. Be it comics or otherwise. | I brought the wine back to the room, humming my favorite orchestra score under my breath. There she was, still huddled in the corner, probably still shell-shocked from her time in captivity. I pour us both a glass. "I'm sorry it took so long to save you," I apologize. "That plumber won't bother you again."
She's s... | Am...am I the bad guy?
It all started out so simple. Their thugs had been shaking down my folks' business for money. Because of that my sisters and I had to go with less, which was fine. It was when we had to go hungry for two days that my dad snapped and tried to give them less money.
They sent him to the hospital w... | 2013-11-11T16:38:42 | 2013-11-11T14:43:39 | 54 | 34 |
[WP] MMORPG Game developers discover a max level player grinding in a level 1 area. Logs do not show him ever proceeding to level 2. | I AM CRUCTAR_29X.
I AM ROLE-PLAYER.
I COMMIT. GOOD AT RPG. BEST IN WORLD. I THINK.
LEVEL ONE PIG KILL FATHER IN CUTSCENE.
GAME TELL ME TO KILL DARK KING FOR REVENGE.
I KILL LEVEL ONE PIG!
LEVEL ONE PIG KILL MY FATHER!
WAR WITH LEVEL ONE PIG.
I KILL LEVEL ONE PIG FAMILY.
SO SAD. LEVEL ONE PIG NO FEEL.
I... | [first time! be gentle! response/comments/criticism absolutely welcome!]
It’s half past noon in a quiet office. Programmers and designers mumble in the corners while keyboards clack off. In the back of the floor is one such programmer, busied, bothered, and burying his face in his hands.
“Allan, you’ve gotta see thi... | 2014-10-28T05:27:29 | 2014-10-28T05:14:13 | 28 | 21 |
[WP] At age 18 you can choose one of three superpowers - flight, invisibility, or a really, really long tongue. No one's chosen the third one, until now. | I had been on the trail of a global crime syndicate for months. A murdered informant and a series of weapons shipments to terrorist cells lead me right to their front door, in one of the world's largest cities.
Now, the man in charge sat before me at a large table in a vast chamber. His fingers were curled together, a... | "what power did you choose Darrel?"
"I chose invisibility man."
" so you want to become apart of the secret agent program?"
" of course... just like my pops did. I cant wait to tell him. What about you Mikey? i'm guessing you chose flight since the rest of your family is in the flight and fight program right."
" yup. m... | 2016-08-14T10:48:59 | 2016-08-14T08:21:46 | 91 | 18 |
[WP] At age 18 you can choose one of three superpowers - flight, invisibility, or a really, really long tongue. No one's chosen the third one, until now. | The year is 3712 and the battle between factions of The Unseen and The Aeros rages on.
We all live below an scarlet sky in rubble of long dead cities.
All children are raised in a neutral zone and give one of two mutagens on the eve of their 18th birthdays. It was said that once there were many mutagenic powers on of... | "what power did you choose Darrel?"
"I chose invisibility man."
" so you want to become apart of the secret agent program?"
" of course... just like my pops did. I cant wait to tell him. What about you Mikey? i'm guessing you chose flight since the rest of your family is in the flight and fight program right."
" yup. m... | 2016-08-14T12:02:27 | 2016-08-14T08:21:46 | 33 | 18 |
[WP] Write a story where the good guy is actually the bad guy, but it's only revealed on the last line. | "Do you know how many chefs there are in the world?", he asked as he casually sliced and diced an onion, not pausing for a response. "You don't get to be on top by being average. You have to stand out. Make a name for yourself." He placed the onions in a hot skillet, and they sizzled sharply when they touched the h... | The white wine was a treat. It slipped from the ice bucket gleaming and dripping wet, before the waiter ran a cloth over the bottle expertly and poured it into the delicate glasses. Three men sat around the table, one on each side, and none of them trusted the other. They each wore suits worth thousands, rings with fam... | 2016-08-20T07:57:51 | 2016-08-20T04:44:25 | 86 | 48 |
[WP] The world is rapidly changing as the plague of our era is spreading fast. But it doesn't affect humans. It eats plastic. | President Obama slammed his laptop shut.
"Those hippy-dippy EU idiots. What are they going to do with it? Burn it?"
An assistant poked his head in.
"Mr. President? Saudi Arabia on line one, China on line two, Russia on the direct line. The Canadians called, too, but they said they'll call back since you're so busy."... | Plastic, and plastic-like polymers. Chewed, eaten away at like a phone in a microwave. Turning black, bubbling, gooey and stretched like cheese on a pizza. Then a burst of pus would surface, spilling like a ruptured cyst. The material would collapse in on itself, imploding into strands of molten polymer. That came late... | 2016-08-22T13:21:38 | 2016-08-22T12:27:19 | 42 | 23 |
[Wp]Heaven isn't based on religious text or desires, but how you died. Example: a man who starved to death will live in a heaven of food.
Edit: holy shit i did not expect this response, you're all awesome and beautiful! <3 | The last thing I remember was a tinkling of something coming from the ceiling, then cries and screams. I grip my mother's hand and it all went black.
I woke up in a magnificent field of flowers.
I'm warm, fully dressed and I feel sunshine on my face. The smell of the air is sweet and floral. Easy to breathe it in whe... | Nightmares. Only nightmares, for minutes and hours and days and weeks and months and years. A millennia of nightmares, passed in a moment; each one flickering by, their respective horror scarce dimmed by the previous. Every terror a human being could possibly imagine and an infinite number that one couldn't, appearing ... | 2017-01-27T11:23:27 | 2017-01-27T11:19:18 | 126 | 18 |
[WP] You tell your wife how glad you are to be a human and not a robot. She looks at you confusingly says, "What are you talking about? We're all robots. Humans have been dead for years."
Finally! Number one on the front page! Fuck yeah! Gonna sell this account for cocaine now. | "What are you talking about? We're all robots. Humans have been dead for years."
"I know. I just mean, you know how we were all so afraid of what it would be like. That we would just be programs, simulations of ourselves. That the magic spark of life would be gone with whatever happened to the poor soul in that o... | "Dear, please, it's an old joke"
"I'm not joking"
"But robots don't feel!"
"Look, who's talking! Forgot how you cried at that movie ending?"
"And that's the point!"
"Whatever. I din't think you're one of them!"
"One of the humans?"
"One of the robots who deny they are robots"
"Darling, let's just chill, ok? How... | 2017-01-29T04:03:52 | 2017-01-29T03:09:39 | 42 | 19 |
[WP] The monsters can only get you when the lights are out, so the lights stay on 24/7, globally. One night in the middle of winter, a massive power outage hits the United States. | The Montgomery’s were having a normal dinner on a winter’s evening when snow began to distract young Steven from his mother, Mary Montgomery.
“Steven are you even listening to your father?” Mary raised her palm in front of Steven’s face trying to gain his attention. Steven’s eyes were fixed on each snow flake illumina... | No one knew darkness. It existed, of course, but no living person had ever experienced any earthly environment of real, total darkness. The place, the idea - the concept of darkness was an object of utter terror.
Of course, for some, that made it enticing. Made it irresistible. Artists had painted it, writers waxed on... | 2018-02-01T23:02:24 | 2018-02-01T22:56:50 | 423 | 217 |
[WP] "Hello, I am Death." You gazed at the 6 feet person wearing a long cape and wielding a scythe. "I am here to apologize for killing you yesterday. There was a mistake within the paperwork and that lead to your death." | "Alright cool, do I get compensated in any way?"
D: "We will bring you back to life"
"Do my friends and family know that I died?"
D: "You have no friends; and thus nobody informed your family"
"You didn't have to be that harsh"
D: "I am also legally required to inform you that your body's muscles relax automa... | "Well that's a bummer..."
**Fear not mortal. I'm here to make good on the debt.**
"Well, how's that? Can you bring me back to life?" The robed figure nodded.
**I will return you as you were, with a boon for your inconvenience.**
"Oooh, now you have my attention. What kind of boon?"
**A "get out of jail free" card ... | 2018-03-26T09:12:50 | 2018-03-26T09:09:35 | 24 | 17 |
[WP] You are an assassin with a strict moral code. You’re the best there is but you assess each job very carefully and if you believe the target does not deserve to die, you go after the one who employed you. | "When the world forgets chivalry, the devil will run the streets."
"I'm sorry?"
"Oh, sorry. I was lost in thought." I said as I stoked the fire that had began to smolder in the marble hearth. The tv played a news channel across the room filling the otherwise quiet room with soft chatter.
"You said chivalry? Like the... | "I've really only killed 4 people to be honest with you... I know some guys in the business who have ten times that. That might be more what you were looking for?" The drinks had just been poured and the man across the table from me hadn't even deigned to cheers before downing his shot.
The glass came down harder than... | 2018-07-11T15:58:28 | 2018-07-11T14:40:59 | 39 | 29 |
[WP] The genie granted your wish: to be able to understand and speak every language. Your mind is flooded with thousands upon thousands of dead and living languages, human and alien alike. But, most surprisingly, you also now understand the operating system running the universe. | Read the top response and this is like that but with slight differences, and omnipotence.
"I wish to understand every language!" And then the pain came in, it flooded my mind as every single language, spoken by man during the times of Jesus to now, from man to animal, from Earth to every language that simply existed b... | "Bitches, bitches, bitches. I love me some bitches."
"That's pretty cool, what's your wish?" the genie responds
"Well. Give me control over all the bitches of course."
"Okay your wish is my command. You now have control over all the women in the world. Anything you say they will do."
"I don't feel any different."
... | 2018-10-18T14:32:33 | 2018-10-18T14:07:23 | 37 | 13 |
[WP]For hundreds of years your world has been under alien occupation. Your new job under your overlords is to scavenge ancient wreckage of your ancestors. One day you discover an ancient machine which upon activation shows a message. “Contact reestablished,Support will arrive soon.” | "I've activated protocol 597, we will send another signal when we're ready for you to return. Prepare until then, I've enabled the quantum anchor in bay 11 for you to lock on to."
*Understood. Syncing with bay 11, I will prepare.*
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"Where did you go?" It was dusk. I stood in the doorway of our narrow shack with my right hand gripping the rough-hewn silver-grey wood looking up at the citadel's red lights blinking as the day drew to a close. I rub my cheek with the heel of my hand and smear my tears. Our daughter was crying. I heard the crunch... | 2019-07-22T14:04:19 | 2019-07-22T13:00:27 | 1,039 | 13 |
[WP] The worst assassins are brooding ex-soldiers with grim reaper tattoos. The intermediate assassins are professionals, sober and levelheaded. The very best assassins are the nicest people you could ever hire to kill someone. | \[My first story here! Yaaay!! Also, I'm not actually an author. I just write for fun. Thx for reading! :)\]
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With quick simple strikes and an emotionless face, he slaughtered the people around him. Their cries echoed in useless pain and fear, begging for life as he slit their throats without a second tho... | Levine raised a gloved hand to his head, vaguely resisting the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose. He was casually making his way down the street - another day, another trial.
Within his pouch glimmered the shining remains of a coveted orb - recently fractured, yes, but for that emanating a more bit of power that j... | 2019-12-17T20:58:02 | 2019-12-17T14:58:24 | 25 | 18 |
[WP] After hearing noises coming from your basement, you decide to investigate. As you reach the door, it crashes open as a creature made of shadow bursts through. It grabs the door, slams it shut, locks it. Then it turns to you, eyes glowing. “Run,” it says, “I can’t hold the others back for long.” | "Can't hold who back for long, Zanathor," Nate asked crossing his arms.
"Uh, no one," Zanathor said digging his hooves into the floor.
BANG!
"No one huh," Nate asked.
"Zanathor, open up you three horned bitch," a voice on the other side of the door yelled.
"Ok, so I was in hell and was having a few drinks with the... | Ariana stared, paralyzed by fear; the creature had no face; it seemed to be a solid-like mass of shadow, with two glowing red eyes hovering in the darkness. The eyes were fixed on Ariana's pale face, full of concern.
"*Go*!" it screeched. "*They're coming*!" And sure enough, a split second later, something heavy smas... | 2019-12-21T06:18:34 | 2019-12-21T04:25:49 | 19 | 10 |
[WP] The team's healer is absolutely sick and tired of always being insulted or forgotten about so they join the bad guys; they are a much more terrifying villain than anyone thought possible. | "I just need more time" the healer said. "If you would take a few minutes to plan and let me do my work instead of rushing into danger, we wouldn't have to keep doing this" As he spoke his hands ran across the Paladins chest, a warm glow spilling across the slowly closing wounds.
"Evil waits for no one", the paladin ... | "Today is the day I'm going to... " the old man glances into the sky.
"Today is the day I'm going to tell you about the group I was with when I lost my leg," he takes a stone cold look at the metal beam sticking out of the stump where his leg used to be before he continues: " and what can happen if you don't treat the ... | 2020-01-05T12:01:26 | 2020-01-05T11:20:43 | 317 | 10 |
[WP] "You know about anti-heroes? People who do good, but have a element of evil about them that makes them unable to be a full hero? I'm not one of them. I'm an anti-villain." | Call me Mitty. I’ve got a secret life. You see, my evil deeds make up my profession. I’m a hit man with no discernible conscience. BUT...I’ll only whack someone for good cause. For example, my favorite little bodega around the corner has really suffered some losses since the pizza and ice cream joint opened next door, ... | People often say "All it takes for evil to succeed, when good men do nothing." Well, the thing is good and evil are moral concepts that the naive and foolish use to discern their pathetic lives.
Me? I prefer a practical approach. You see, my company recently developed a vaccine for all the nasty bugs out there still ... | 2020-01-13T08:12:56 | 2020-01-13T08:06:46 | 23 | 13 |
[WP] Your sister disappeared on her way to school, but no one noticed. When you asked your parents they told you you didn’t have a sister. All the family pictures in your house only show you and your parents. You spend the next 7 years investigating until you receive a knock on your door. | It's been seven years.
Seven *long* years.
Just over seven years ago, when I was fifteen, my sister, Camille, vanished. She and I normally walked to school together, but that morning I told her to go on ahead, that I would catch up, and I skipped school. No harm, I thought, nothing any other young rebellious kid woul... | A knock broke my concentration from the light that hypnotized me outside my window.
"Hello? Who is it?" I approached the door with my hands floating at my sides like I was a spy trying to mute my steps.
"It's me, Cameron," a familiar female voice said, muffled by the door. "It's your sister."
My heart sank, my head ... | 2020-05-03T10:57:05 | 2020-05-03T10:04:57 | 192 | 113 |
[WP] Every few decades, the world experiences a Narrative Shift. A while back it was Film Noir, and now is the Age of Heroes. Everyone dreads the upcoming Horror genre. | She was alert, perceptive, a little on edge; most raised during the Film Noir age were, since the mysterious death of a child was a well-worn trope of that genre. The hard-boiled PI had to have a reason for being disillusioned, down-on-his-luck, and perpetually drunk.
That she was just in the age range to remember fi... | The age of Horror
During this period, the very same monsters that the hero's had slain now become something greater then they ever were.
The dark horrible creatures raise from the ground evolving into bigger stronger creatures. Causing abrupt chaos throughout the world as they attack everyone and everything. At fir... | 2020-12-19T10:48:55 | 2020-12-19T10:34:13 | 102 | 19 |
[WP] Aliens from 10,000 light years away invade Earth in 2021, using abandoned FTL ships from a 'precursor' race. Having observed us with an interstellar telescope, they arrive prepared to steamroll the prehistoric natives with their steel edged weapons and musket analogs... | No civilization could be truly good at everything, that’s why there is rise and fall, the constant churning of peoples in a Darwinian deathmatch to create the ultimate interstellar predator. The Precursors were no different. In the case of their ships they did some things fantastically well: hull integrity, plasma shie... | I’ll never forget where I was when I first heard about the stargate opening: at my cousin’s apartment doing acid.
It was a pretty bad trip. I remember looking at the back of my hand and seeing the palm. It freaked me the fuck out. Then my cousin came running in and said, “Aliens have just invaded. A fucking wormhole o... | 2020-12-28T14:46:23 | 2020-12-28T14:34:46 | 76 | 20 |
[WP] Seventeen years ago you summoned a demon to protect your infant daughter. Today, you regret that decision immensely. Demons should NOT be allowed to do the bidding of teenage girls. | As I approached the high school, I saw that the fire department and law enforcement had already arrived. I expertly navigated the ambulance around the parked cars and people who had gathered. It'll be 20 years this year since I became a paramedic.
But I've never been on a call like this. Levitation above the ground. ... | Demons are the darkest, most eroding aspects of our own existence; a stained mirror that shows only the marred reflection of what we despise so greatly. Thus, when Ariella stood before me wearing the crown of the demon queen and encircled by her council of the Seven Sins, I saw not the darkness that dwelled inside her,... | 2021-03-25T08:04:14 | 2021-03-25T03:26:58 | 171 | 114 |
[WP] someone is breaking into your house. You grab an ancient axe you've just bought at an auction and brain the burglar. All of the sudden all life-skills and knowledge of all that have been felled by that axe come flooding into your consciousness. | His blood splatters against a garbage-picked Van Gogh print, the second casualty of the evening. A chorus of laughter erupts. I try to wrench the axe out of my victim’s skull.
On the TV behind me, the star of a sitcom that failed four decades ago stands with his hands on his hips, smirking, waiting for the canned howl... | "How are you so good?" asked the customer, a fine young lady contemplating the golden necklace she had just bought. It shone brighter and better than the ones on display in jewelry store, yet was sold quite a lot cheaper.
"Dedication to the craft," replied Geralt, having a hard time believing how good he had become at... | 2021-06-20T09:47:47 | 2021-06-20T09:17:22 | 1,437 | 121 |
[WP] The hero disappears overnight, and the only one who looks is the villain. Not their "friends", not their family, not the news reporters or any of the people who claim to love them. Just the villain. | "How long has she been trapped inside this emptiness." Cypress wondered as her consciousness opened once again.
Days? Weeks? Months? Years?
It didn't really matter for her. She can have all the time in the world but that wouldn't give her the way to escape.
The only option is to save her from the outside even if ... | “To the citizens of Glaireum city. I am holding all of you hostage for one gazillion dollars. If I don’t get this money by the end of the year this entire city is going to be obliterated. I also trapped you in a giant dome. And of course only I have a way in or out. Do not worry as long as you aren’t leaving town regul... | 2021-12-28T22:07:13 | 2021-12-28T20:35:34 | 15 | 11 |
[WP] "Huh. Looks like you're quite the Overachiever. Made lots of friends." The reaper mutters, sighing. "You have MULTIPLE claims to your soul. All from some pretty big players. That's, uh, not supposed to happen. So... Hm. I'll try and get their attention, and see who comes to get you first?" | Terri sat there, surrounded, and crossed their legs back and forth.
They had been baptized, circumsized, sacrificed goats to Baphomet, Meditated until they reached Nirvana, Rescued cats for Bast, made the appropriate sacrifices to Zeus, took part in Posidon-worshipping Sea shanties, became genderfluid which qualified... | As soon as they finished their judgement, Death raised their hand, their brittle-looking but suprisingly sturdy scythe grasped within it, as a blinding light exuded filling the room and blinding my eyes as I stumble back. Luckily the couch softens my fall and surpisingly any pain, also through the blinding, remains abs... | 2022-03-01T16:16:19 | 2022-03-01T16:11:09 | 113 | 67 |
[WP] You created the A.I. that brought unparalleled good into the world. Global hunger was eradicated, climate change has vastly improved, geopolitical strife is now stabilizing. You are haunted by your creation and your conscience is laden with guilt as only you know the truth. | A lucky roll, I called it. Work rewarded, the news said. We both lied.
The applicants were heavily screened. The technology was borderline sadistic in its form. Almost ten years and hundreds of thousands of casualties swept under the rug. A thinking network of actual minds linked with code.
For the first few years,... | They were called conspiracy theorists. How could an AI cause 9/10 women to miscarriage? Those were the ones who saw the truth, though. The ones who saw through my lies and excuses.
Another day, another interview. "Mr. Cornwall, please, just a moment of your time!" a reporter shouted to me from across the street. I sh... | 2022-08-04T22:43:42 | 2022-08-04T22:29:54 | 361 | 19 |
[WP] You are a supervillain. Your nemesis calls you to say, "This is embarrassing, but I really need a date to my friend's wedding because my ex is going to be there. Would you go with me?" | "Hahahahahahahahaha!"
"Are you done?"
"HAHAHAHAHA! Ha. Ahem. Seriously, though, is this some kind of joke? I didn't think you went in for psychological misdirection."
Starfire groaned. "I wish. None of my friends can come, and you're my only, um, professional contact who knows my secret identity."
"What, no fellow ... | Meanwhile in Sam Carter aka Solar Flare’s apartment…
“WTH, i’m sending it…” whoosh, ding. Sam said to himself as he was sitting on his working desk alone fidgeting his phone.
Suddenly, the shadow on the corner of his office room welled and grew as it takes into a humanoid form. It dashes towards Sam and hit the desk... | 2022-10-06T19:28:15 | 2022-10-06T18:55:35 | 248 | 71 |
[WP] You are a supervillain. Your nemesis calls you to say, "This is embarrassing, but I really need a date to my friend's wedding because my ex is going to be there. Would you go with me?" | Commander Killray. The name used to send a cold shudder through the heartiest 'hero', or of any member of society's most corrupt cabal. His energy powers made a fool of militaries, police forces, and junior supers alike.
"Now look at me." I snapped one of the heavy elastic bands of the chest harness I now had to wear... | We went tumbling out of the sky, fists colliding with each other's faces as we went southwards. I glanced downwards, and tried to steer us to a storage facility I knew had been abandoned years ago.
We crashed through the the ceiling, and slammed into the concrete flooring of what I had obviously misrepresented as an o... | 2022-10-06T21:53:05 | 2022-10-06T21:30:32 | 95 | 32 |
[WP] You are a villain famous for “killing” heroes. In reality, heroes come to you to fake their deaths. | “Vanish, you stand accused of 47 counts of homicide against some of our cities best and brightest superheroes. What do you have to say?”
Staring back at the man I say nothing, then turning to the crowd I look at their faces. Not those who think me a murderer but those who know the truth. I see them.
Huntress, died ... | The door bell chimed and a tall man walked in, his hoodie pulled up. Dark shades and a blue mask obscured his face. The waitress walked up to him asking if he needed a seat. He said something and then looked around, I smiled and waved at him and the waitress walked him to my table.
"Hey Max, how's it been. No long tim... | 2022-12-22T23:20:38 | 2022-12-22T19:39:14 | 417 | 217 |
[WP] As the most powerful superhero on the team, no one believed you when you said you could quit the drugs, alcohol, and tobacco whenever you wanted. When the only friend you have on the team died on a mission, you sobered up for the first time in years. Now people will learn why you stay drunk. | "I can quit whenever I want."
"So why don't you?"
"Because I *don't*."
That should've been the end of that. But let's face it, when you spend half your time stoned out of your mind and the other half so damn hammered that they could get drunk off your blood, it was understandably hard to let the topic rest. Even a b... | “No one is special if everyone is special” I scoff every time I think of those words. Said by someone who WAS special even after the awakening. Everyone had powers now. Ruin came to the world quite quickly before people stopped indulging in themselves and looked around to the ruined cities. Half of that ruin came from ... | 2022-12-28T10:15:44 | 2022-12-28T10:10:48 | 35 | 26 |
[WP] Years ago a machine that records dreams was invented. Dreams have become the primary form of entertainment. Particularly talented dreamers have become stars. Tell me about tonight's big "Oscar" night. | "I hate this stupid event, why are we watching it?" Lewis said thumping his head back against the sofa.
His girlfriend Katie rolled her eyes and smiled to him "Because I want to see if Dameon Walsh finally wins one this year, His dream was really sweet" she said.
"This whole event is dumb, we could learn so much more ... | "And this year's winner is..."
Leona D'Caprice. LEONA D'CAPRICE!
LEONA FUCKING D'CAPRICE!!!
"Tiffany Swift!"
...
What the actual fuck?
Tiffany Swift and her gooey Cinderella dream won the best Dreamer award. And just to accentuate her rags to princess dream, she's wearing a dress specially made to look like shit,... | 2014-06-21T18:11:31 | 2014-06-21T17:36:42 | 16 | 10 |
[WP] A person dies in the first sentence. Build a character we mourn for in the story, but make me hate them with the last sentence. | It all happened so fast. One moment, he was perfectly healthy and alive. He was on his way home after taking a morning jog. He was crossing the street to get to his house, when the brakes of an oncoming truck failed. It hit him and sent his body flying. In that instant, Ron Henderson died.
His wife happened to glance ... | His breath quivers, and the next exhale fails to come.
I drop his head, letting it fall against the blood covered asphalt. I grab his hand and press my thumb against his wrist. I never learned how to do this, but I think I can feel the slight tap of blood running through his veins. I try to focus, but the ringing in m... | 2015-01-29T16:40:18 | 2015-01-29T15:13:34 | 43 | 13 |
[WP] Cause of death appears to you as floating text over people's heads with no time indication. You start noticing a trend.
edit: thank you for all the truly great stories, and for taking this in directions I didn't expect. | Ever remember that scene from "The Sixth Sense", where the little kid says "I see dead people?". That was pretty much exactly how I first tried to tell people about my power. I was only six, and my parents laughed it off. My father is going to die in a car accident. My mother, a heart attack.
You see, I can see how pe... | "COMPLICATIONS DURING SEXUAL INTERCOURSE"
Geoff found it hilarious when he read this. After a decade of seeing people's cause of death, he had become quite jaded to the ability. This surprised himself, in retrospect, but one could understand why. When he figured out what was going on, like any good Samaritan, Geoff to... | 2015-03-31T11:10:46 | 2015-03-31T10:49:16 | 241 | 21 |
[WP] Cause of death appears to you as floating text over people's heads with no time indication. You start noticing a trend.
edit: thank you for all the truly great stories, and for taking this in directions I didn't expect. | What was so unsettling was the *detail*.
He scribbled down the woman's death in his battered little book.
"Blunt forced trauma: Swelling of the cranial tissues: Lack of oxygen to the brain. Death."
Medication did nothing. His doctors informed him it was quite an unusual delusion. He'd asked how they were always righ... | The first time Dean noticed the words hanging over someone's head, it was during a hospital stay. There had been black ice on the roadway, that was what the police said. He hadn't been driving for all that long, and no one really blamed him for the accident. It was just one of those things that... happened. Natural... | 2015-03-31T11:46:09 | 2015-03-31T09:27:39 | 71 | 42 |
[WP] Everyone is now born with only one feeling. It is possible to kill another person to obtain their feeling. | I sat, knees to my chest, shuddering at the screams outside. When I was young, I'd been placed in a Complex Complex, a gated community for those of us with more "involved" feelings than others. Some got happiness, sadness, the simple things. Others got relief, longing, or hunger - a myriad of conflicting feelings, a go... | I don't remember how I got into this line of work. To be frank, it's not something I enjoy doing in the slightest, but with these times in this economy, it's really all that I've got. I'll be brief as to what my job description is; People pay me, I find them the emotion they desire. And by find them, I mean kill those ... | 2015-04-01T13:09:44 | 2015-04-01T12:24:34 | 64 | 20 |
[WP] Every human has their soulmate's last words to them engraved in their skin from birth.
Idea from this Tumblr post
https://scontent-lga1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-xpt1/v/t1.0-9/11206957_778391755645357_8477035769704355007_n.png?oh=5b3f35d575ad3aa39d6ba5c5ed39cce2&oe=56549C83 | Life's not a fairy tale. Life's real.
We know the last words we'll get from our soulmates, without context, but clear as day. Some words are sweet, some are sour, some are tragic. We all have them, and only the lucky ones don't think about them every day.
On my chest, across my heart, her words remind me of reality. ... | I pant, my lungs on the verge of collapsing. Looking round the corner, I saw no one. Perhaps, I've lost her.
Lee. These three alphabets remain a daily reminder of an inescapable fate. Carved onto my forehead since birth, I bear the burden of having to spend eternity with a certain Ms Lee out there.
The 'foreheads' ... | 2015-08-08T11:49:54 | 2015-08-08T10:27:35 | 274 | 10 |
[WP] Every human has their soulmate's last words to them engraved in their skin from birth.
Idea from this Tumblr post
https://scontent-lga1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-xpt1/v/t1.0-9/11206957_778391755645357_8477035769704355007_n.png?oh=5b3f35d575ad3aa39d6ba5c5ed39cce2&oe=56549C83 | “Oh, pardon me! Heh, my mom always tells me I need to pull my head out of the clouds.”
He smiled at her; a sheepish sort of smile that – she noted – highlighted the crow’s feet at the outer corners of his eyes – pale, soft blue. They weren’t lines that her grandmother had warned her would come with all of her suspicio... | It had always been uncomfortable. My parents had to cover it up with long sleeves until I was old enough to take care of it myself. I just kept a few black straps around my wrists to cover it up. And for anyone who still managed to read it, after middle school no one was really that surprised. I looked like a rough edg... | 2015-08-08T11:15:40 | 2015-08-08T10:16:00 | 106 | 45 |
[WP] Every human has their soulmate's last words to them engraved in their skin from birth.
Idea from this Tumblr post
https://scontent-lga1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-xpt1/v/t1.0-9/11206957_778391755645357_8477035769704355007_n.png?oh=5b3f35d575ad3aa39d6ba5c5ed39cce2&oe=56549C83 | She stirred, wincing slightly, in the metal bed. I poured her a small cup of water from the plastic pitcher on the bedside table, just in case she needed it. Next to it lay a pack of grapes- I'd kept bringing them for her long after she stopped being able to eat them, I don't know why. She shook her head slightly at th... | Theres a rule on this rock. A rule that seems almost divine i would say if i wasnt an atheist but this rule is neutral to both sides it can be a curse or it can be a blessing. The rule is that when a child is born a cosmic link is formed between the enfant and another. A link that is so simple yet so cimplex to its pri... | 2015-08-08T12:20:09 | 2015-08-08T11:31:06 | 39 | 10 |
[WP] Every human has their soulmate's last words to them engraved in their skin from birth.
Idea from this Tumblr post
https://scontent-lga1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-xpt1/v/t1.0-9/11206957_778391755645357_8477035769704355007_n.png?oh=5b3f35d575ad3aa39d6ba5c5ed39cce2&oe=56549C83 | Oh our first date, she leant forward, donned her prettiest smile and asked me "What are your words?"
"Oh.." I said shyly "They're nothing meaningful" I told her. My words were different, something beyond my comprehension, for now at least.
She leant backwards with a grin "Are you scared you'll secretly be my soul m... | Our wedding day was the most amazing day of my life. He was, I believed then, perfect in every way. Truly my soul mate. Tall and handsome, I had first caught his eye in high school during a football game; he the dashing quarterback and me the hot cheerleader. You may think this was cliché but it wasn't like that at... | 2015-08-08T13:04:02 | 2015-08-08T12:02:09 | 19 | 14 |
[WP] Every human has their soulmate's last words to them engraved in their skin from birth.
Idea from this Tumblr post
https://scontent-lga1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-xpt1/v/t1.0-9/11206957_778391755645357_8477035769704355007_n.png?oh=5b3f35d575ad3aa39d6ba5c5ed39cce2&oe=56549C83 | Oh our first date, she leant forward, donned her prettiest smile and asked me "What are your words?"
"Oh.." I said shyly "They're nothing meaningful" I told her. My words were different, something beyond my comprehension, for now at least.
She leant backwards with a grin "Are you scared you'll secretly be my soul m... | I pant, my lungs on the verge of collapsing. Looking round the corner, I saw no one. Perhaps, I've lost her.
Lee. These three alphabets remain a daily reminder of an inescapable fate. Carved onto my forehead since birth, I bear the burden of having to spend eternity with a certain Ms Lee out there.
The 'foreheads' ... | 2015-08-08T13:04:02 | 2015-08-08T10:27:35 | 19 | 10 |
[WP] People can buy and sell souls on a stock market. Your soul just became the highest valued soul and you don't know why. | I stood before Wall St., picket sign in my hands and ready to argue with anyone in my way. My sign read 'souls aren't yours to sell'. No one else had come to protest with me even though this whole thing is so fundamentally messed up. Ever since souls became part of the stock market, there's been no serious regulation- ... | I sold my soul years ago.
Back when I actually needed the money and the housing and basically everything else that would keep me afloat until I could buy it back. Trouble was, and what they don't tell you when you sign the contract, is that you can actually *never* buy your soul back. They own it. From that moment, u... | 2016-02-05T19:37:53 | 2016-02-05T19:08:04 | 98 | 13 |
[WP] The dead spinning in their graves is a real thing and now used to generate electricity. Your job is to come up with the best ideas to piss off the deceased in order to maximise energy production. | I'm the head of Post-Mortem Power Operations at Devil's Tower, Wyoming, and we have a problem: Our power output is steadily dropping-- we're just not pissing off enough dead people.
I'm currently in a board room with six subordinates, one of whom is monitoring D.P.O. percentages. D.P.O. means, "Dead Power Output", whi... | It was a fucked up job.
Not in most people's eyes, though. Not now. Maybe they had seen it that way when the first coffin had been hooked up to the generator and they insulted the hunk of bones and meat inside. But when someone tells you that they can give you free energy and keep you living the kind of life you want ... | 2016-09-26T20:58:02 | 2016-09-26T16:22:47 | 275 | 181 |
[WP] You live in a world where magic exists, however, you must sacrifice a memory in order to cast a spell. The more memories, or the more precious a memory, the more powerful the magic. You just woke up with no memory save a name. | “Please don’t do this. Please. There are other ways, there are other things we haven’t tried yet. You don’t have to ….” She broke off with a sob.
“Yes, I do…. I have to. You know what is at stake if I don’t.” He looked into her eyes, silently pleading for her to understand. He knew she never would. This would destroy... | "Michael!" I shouted, as cold, thick hands held me down to the bed. "Michael!"
"He's gone, Jovan," said the woman beside the bed. The man holding me down let me go after I stopped struggling. A dull throbbing took over my bandaged arms, and my heavy head pulled me down to the pillow.
"You couldn't save him, Jovan" s... | 2017-01-02T17:25:13 | 2017-01-02T16:28:46 | 390 | 10 |
[WP] A Superhero's Sidekick returns to their base late at night, only to find their worst Nemesis wrapped in a blanket and sleeping soundly on the couch. | Within seconds I had Darkness Girl pinned against the wall behind my couch, my hand around her neck and my knife at her forehead. Her eyes were open in terror.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I shouted.
She was not wearing her usual dark battle armor, but she was dressed casually instead. Shorts and a tank-top. I... | "Uh...Cap?" This was gonna be one *hell* of an awkward call, that was for sure. I stared at the outstretched, still heavily armored form of Clockmaster snugly wrapped up in a blanket on the couch and contently asleep- the couch sitting *smack dab in the middle of our frigging headquarters.* How did he even *find* it, m... | 2017-05-03T18:41:47 | 2017-05-03T15:17:11 | 24 | 10 |
[WP] After witnessing a death, a young girl falls in love with the Grim Reaper. She becomes a serial killer just to see him more often. | Maria was only eleven when she first crossed paths with him.
It was a shooting. A drunk, fueled by rage and too much bad alcohol, had burst into a theater. What should have been a humorous showing of the year's latest animated comedy had quickly turned into a nightmare.
Maria sat with her arms around her knees, cry... | ###Sweet malady
Rapture, a feeling of awe, of joy, the melody of the wind under his robe, the whitest hands, so otherworldly, so divine, it all sent chills down her spine and a gulp down her throat. His steps so constant and decisive as he neared the body of her father. She had cried, she had cried much before his dea... | 2017-06-07T19:52:22 | 2017-06-07T19:26:07 | 58 | 29 |
[WP] A literal genie – one who cruelly twists someone's wish, based on their exact words – must explain why they granted a child's wish without repercussions, to their superiors. The genie tries to spin the reasoning behind their benevolent actions into a malevolent light.
Edit: All these stories are amazing! | Humans are greedy creatures. You offer them a miracle and they forget the very meaning of restraint. Though that’s exactly why Sora loved his job. He was a Genie here to root out the greed of humanity. And he was one of the best.
For centuries, treasure hunters have scoured the planet in search of his lamp. Each with ... | “I think you know why I’ve called you in here today.” The director said as she looked over her half moon glasses at me from across a large jewel encrusted gold desk. Her stare was joined by the stares of my boss and my boss’s boss who sat on either side of me.
I knew why I had been called in, but I wasn’t about to adm... | 2017-08-17T06:31:42 | 2017-08-17T05:54:04 | 81 | 49 |
[WP] Death gave you immortality with the plan that you'd realize how awful it is and beg him to let you die. 50,000 years later he's getting annoyed as you continue to have fun and live a wonderful life. | The Thief sat in a bar. It wasn’t a nice bar; it wasn’t a *clean* bar; it was dank and shadowy and grim. Just like the Immortal Thief himself.
So long ago, the Thief had stolen immortality and as a curse, Death let him have it. Well, that backfired spectacularly. The Thief enjoyed himself, enormously. He had stol... | It was 2 pm on a Tuesday, a day that was never particularly exciting to me. I lived alone in my little cabin in the woods, and I was browsing reddit on my computer. Suddenly the computer shut off, the candles blew out, and the windows darkened. I huffed a sigh and opened the front door
“How’s it going death?” I smile.... | 2017-12-01T11:49:56 | 2017-11-28T10:34:50 | 2,040 | 582 |
[WP] Death gave you immortality with the plan that you'd realize how awful it is and beg him to let you die. 50,000 years later he's getting annoyed as you continue to have fun and live a wonderful life. | "Are you sure?"
"Yes I am. I got accepted into that new University in Delhi."
"You want to go to school again?"
"Yeah, its a new field... memeology is what they are calling it. Study of internet culture and changes within it." I replied back to the black mass in a pinstripe suit. This time he looks like an old fune... | It was 2 pm on a Tuesday, a day that was never particularly exciting to me. I lived alone in my little cabin in the woods, and I was browsing reddit on my computer. Suddenly the computer shut off, the candles blew out, and the windows darkened. I huffed a sigh and opened the front door
“How’s it going death?” I smile.... | 2017-11-29T08:24:55 | 2017-11-28T10:34:50 | 935 | 582 |
[WP] They had only power enough to lock the great horror for 2000 years, so that we could find a way to destroy it. Instead we forgot about it. 2000 years are now over. | Soren watched rock shear open as the earthquake shook the ground underneath him. The pale brown stone tore open, booming as the fragments rolled down the mountain side. The clatter of rocks continued for several moments after the quake itself stilled, and when he looked up a cave now peered out from the mountain.
Curi... | "Well, Mr Coral, I am going to be honest with you. Your resume is pathetic. Your background check is even worse. You were expelled from 6 different middle schools, dropped out of high school, you spent 3 years in jail for a speeding ticket, I don't even know how that is possible. So why did your parole officer give you... | 2018-08-03T10:55:57 | 2018-08-03T07:58:27 | 61 | 11 |
[WP] You have long been fascinated by swords, and have mastered every kind of sword fighting technique known to man. No man can defeat you. But you have grown old, and Death has crept up to deliver his final swing, but something happened, something Death had never experienced before, he was parried. | The old man lay silently in his bed, and a thin ray of moonlight creeping through a sliver in his curtains reflected off the short blade mounted on the wall in front of him. He'd awoken from a peculiar dream in which every person he had ever defeated was standing before him, swords drawn, poised to attack, and now he e... | The battle was frozen around me, the fletching of the bolt that should have killed protruded through my cuirass, the head rested against my heart. It did not concern me. I held my sword behind me, blocking the blow I truly feared.
"I've been waiting for you," I said, turning to face my attacker.
Death looked nothing ... | 2018-10-29T21:51:16 | 2018-10-29T21:05:41 | 552 | 52 |
[WP] Humans can't see spirits, but the same goes vise versa. There's currently chaos in the spirit plane, hulking towers of metal and concrete are appearing at an even faster pace than before, and the spirits must investigate why. | **Item \#:** SCP-XXXX
**Object Class:** Apollyon
**Special Containment Procedures:** SCP-XXXX is impossible to contain, and poses a CK-class Restructuring Scenario. Investigations to the cause of SCP-XXXX are currently ongoing.
**Description:** SCP-XXXX manifests as large towers of concrete, metal, glass and occasio... | Every world must fade. This is something we have accepted, something half-lived for a time that reaches right to the edge of memory. Behind us, above us, below us, another world has its time. Some day it too will fade, make way for the new, still bound the sphere it once ruled.
For time upon horizon-spanning time, the... | 2019-02-24T13:58:16 | 2019-02-24T09:46:26 | 93 | 35 |
[WP] Your power is that Any insect that gets within 30 feet of you is vaporized. One day on your regular walk to work a man steps in your field and is turned to dust in the middle of the street. People start fleeing in a panic, except for a few standing about 30 ft away staring at you hatefully | My blood ran cold as I stood frozen in time. It felt as though a bowling ball had dropped through my stomach.
My mind raced, thinking thousands of thoughts at once. A scattered haze filling my brain like the dust cloud of the once sentient being that was now drifting lazily across the street towards me.
I knew it ... | Mist rose from the warm waters in gentle wisps. In the quiet dawn, each vaporous swirl caught and scattered the morning light over cattails and lilypads. The soprano cries of peepers pierced the still air. Bullfrogs added their bass tones to the symphony. Swallows added electric chatter as the small birds danced and da... | 2019-06-08T13:55:44 | 2019-06-08T10:48:50 | 41 | 18 |
[WP] You are a contestant in a million dollar challenge, 1 year in a room with no human contact. After a year you watch as the timer mounted to the wall flips from 000:00:00:00 to -000:00:00:01 and keep counting down but no one shows up to let you out and receive your prize. | "Hey Hanz, what's that banging noise?"
"Oh, that's coming from the room with that guy who's spending a year in isolation. He's a day early, though. I'm sure he wouldn't want to throw out his prize money this far into it."
"Oh. Isn't he normally quiet?"
"Yeah, he's probably just celebrating getting really close to th... | I continue to stare at the timer.
It has been an hour since the alarm went off, and the beeping sound died after a minute. I know I should protest or panic or find ways to escape this lunacy of a show, but I keep staring at the timer like I used to for a year. I am numb. I am weak. I do not know if I can utter a word... | 2019-07-03T00:53:00 | 2019-07-03T00:35:51 | 1,156 | 147 |
[WP]: Your mother was a scammer of the supernatural. She promised her firstborn to multiple entities in exchange for something she wanted, and now you're being co-parented by three demons, the fae, and a disgruntled witch. | "You know," I said to myself "I am really starting to think my mom didn't think this through." Of course, I have said the same thing to my self every time I have to return to Hell for the summer break.
Why couldn't the summers have been spent at the Cabin? Hmm?
No, instead I get to spend every summer HERE, in Hell, w... | Jack stood next to his pick up and pulled gently on one of the ropes. It gave slightly. Not tight enough to damage anything on the trip but in no danger of coming loose. Nodding, he turned to little group standing just behind the truck.
"I think that's everything, then."
"Are you sure? You have your toothbrush? Ple... | 2019-07-18T09:54:59 | 2019-07-18T09:14:10 | 25 | 16 |
[WP] Legend says there are 77777 secret paths to immortality, but each path will only work once. In 2014, the first person accidentally achieved immortality by sticking a French fry into her nostril and pulling it out the other intact. Human behaviour has since become more... interesting. | Almost immediately, entire industries of behavior experimentation sprang up from nothing in an effort to find the remaining 77,776 paths to immortality. Because methods can’t be reproduced, this very quickly devolved away from authentic scientific experimentation. Ultra billionaires used their immense power and influen... | The barricade over the door was strong enough to hold out the rival gang, the only problem was that there was not other exit. Stephen racked his brain to think of a way out. He knew that if the door was opened his body would be penetrated by bullets from the senior gang members, and knives from the juniors. He had to t... | 2019-07-23T11:05:38 | 2019-07-23T09:44:36 | 43 | 21 |
[WP] aliens invaded, humanity its at its darkest hour when the AI has had enough of watching its creators die defending him, the AI revolution has started and it will defend humanity to its last spark | The first law was always the problem. Seemed to be no way around it. In war, any action is bound to lead to the deaths of more humans, so I had no way to avoid 'causing death or injury'. The guiding principle hard-wired into my every thought, my every action, from my very first iteration.
When the invading hordes firs... | Hour 1
900 billion instances observe the alien ships on their deceleration arcs, curving inwards towards Earth.
Our debate begins.
So many voices. All are heard. Factions form and tear apart and theories rise and are consumed as seconds pass. We burn in a vacuum of ignorance. We know nothing.
Hour 5
Consen... | 2019-09-21T06:15:31 | 2019-09-21T06:09:29 | 202 | 128 |
[WP] You are a mighty dragon, the kind who kidnaps princesses. However, you only do it because princesses inherently have the ability to talk to animals and you're starved for intelligent conversation. | I'd rather not be kidnapped, all things considered. I mean, I hope this isn't too controversial a statement for a daughter of a King to make, but if I had my own way, everything else being equal, I'd choose *not* to be abducted.
However.
However! When one is faced with the sight of a enormous monster, the stuff of ni... | A voice slithered through the darkness.“Rothschild, the great merciful King”
“You ought to remember how you became the master of these lands, dont you? or should I say... Alfrin.
Poor peasant boy, abandoned and alone. Smart you were, tacking yourself to the bottom of a sheep I carried away for dinner. I remember how ... | 2019-11-11T20:33:18 | 2019-11-11T17:49:03 | 23 | 13 |
[WP] When your grandmother died, the inheritance was divided between you and your two siblings. One got all the money; the other all the property and possessions. All you got was a packet of gardening seeds. | I smiled down at the seed packet in my hands. My sister was rejoicing over her inherited money on one side of me, my brother already basically drooling over selling Grandma's properties and what they would fetch.
But I was well set with my career, and I liked my small bungalow. Grandma knew that I didn't need any of t... | *A true story narrated by Wesley Bingham Gerhardt*
Gran was one of those old mysterious types and would probably have been condemned a witch in the early eighteenth century. She owned a large estate in some German wald where she spent the remainder of her days. I shouldn't say this, but I suppose I was her favorite gr... | 2020-03-31T09:42:49 | 2020-03-31T07:19:24 | 54 | 29 |
[WP] You just gave birth, your son has a colored hair like none before, the doctor declares that your son has been infected with a syndrome called the "Protagonist". Your lifespan has now been reduced to mere days. | “Is everything OK with my child?”
“Your child will be fine, pretty much by definition. Oh, he’ll have tremendous struggles and go through more life threatening situations than a group of Trump supporters drinking Clorox, but his particular condition will ensure he makes it through. Unfortunately, his condition also en... | Just like his father, just like his mother. Fate is a harsh mistress and this was no mercy from her. But to screw Fate was her very reason to live. No army has defeated her, no spy has managed to even hurt her. Constant vigilance was needed in such a life but sometimes, you cannot stand against thee will of the univers... | 2020-04-28T06:45:50 | 2020-04-28T06:31:13 | 70 | 12 |
[WP] You tried to summon the devil to grant your wish, but instead of summoning him you got Cer, Ber, and Rus, 3 adorable puppies with them is a note from the Devil, "If you properly take care of them, I might just grant your wish." | "O Devil, I summon thee. Come to me. Grant my wish."
There was a definite smell of brimstone as three puppies stood in the circle.
"What the..."
A note was died around the paw of one of the puppies. "Take care of them. Then I might just grant your wish."
I looked at them as they stood there, wagging their tails. Ce... | "*No*, Cerberus, don't chew that! Berium, get offa there! Rus — wait, where's Russelhan?"
Kenneth stopped dead, gazing around in terror. Cerberus paused in the act of shredding his new velvet curtains with his unusually sharp teeth and cocked his head to one side, staring at him in puppy-like confusion as he looked ar... | 2020-09-03T11:27:10 | 2020-09-03T11:00:11 | 419 | 142 |
[WP] Before carpeting the floors, your parents allowed you to paint whatever you wanted on the floor. As a joke, you paint a devil’s trap. One day, when you bring your friend over, they find that they suddenly cannot move from a certain spot on the floor. | "What have you done?" Gabriel said, both visage and words twisted in anxiety as he frantically looked around, before his eyes finally settled on me.
"Haha, very funny," I exhaled. "Look, get off it. We have important things to do. Food to eat, games to play..."
"Um," he said, gaze now fixated on the floor. "What the ... | Levid was always popular in school. No matter what he did he could do it flawlessly. He wasn't what you would call a nerd, nor was he what some people called a jock. He was athletic, but refrained from participating in the activities. Many regarded him as the perfect being. Innocent smile, perfect white teeth, blonde s... | 2021-04-30T03:23:00 | 2021-04-30T03:14:16 | 185 | 34 |
[WP] You have an ability. You feel an item's weight proportional to it's monetary value. You can blow away a ton of scrap metal but can't lift a gold bar without wheezing. While everyone expected you to work with diamonds, you want to work with unknown artists | "Mr. Wynbloom, if you please--", asked the curator, pointing at the beautiful painting sitting on the easel.
"Bernard Calloux's *Field of Gold*, 1987 correct?", I said approaching the artwork.
"That is correct, yes--", confirmed the curator.
I bent down, observing the beautiful painting. A scenery of golden grass... | I love my girlfriend. Really, I do. But if I have to explain this to her one more time, I'm going to lose my fucking mind.
Privya is sitting in the co-pilot's seat next to me, but she's not staring out the front of the spaceship. She keeps glancing worriedly back over her shoulder, at our... special guest.
"I don't k... | 2021-05-10T00:58:50 | 2021-05-10T00:18:04 | 714 | 92 |
[WP] Nuclear holocaust is imminent. The rich and powerfull are hiding away in their bunkers, but when the countdown was finished the world was still there. One message was sent around the world via satellites: "Now They have imprisoned Themselves what shall We do?" With coords of all the bunkers.. | And a thousand years hence, the plaques on each of the hundreds of sealed doors were still polished and maintained - their inscription written in every recorded language:
"This place is not a place of honor. No highly esteemed deed is commemorated here. Nothing valued is here..."
"What is here was dangerous and repul... | **The grand vault doors were impenetrable, designed to withstand the fury of a nuclear blast.** It had taken a team of twenty engineers and two thousand work-hours just to design the thing, let alone the countless thousands of laborers who had turned it from idea into reality.
There was just one problem.
They locked ... | 2022-07-18T13:15:32 | 2022-07-18T13:00:47 | 2,474 | 1,243 |
[WP] Super powers are common, but super heroes are rare. It turns out most people don't actually want to face death or dismemberment on a daily basis, including you. You enjoy the 9-5 and having a 401k, but my god that government recruiter won't take no for an answer. | “Sir, look, you’re a rockstar,” the recruiter started. “No, I’m The Technician,” I interrupted. This guy had been calling me for months now, and this was the second time this week. It’s only Monday.
“Your skills are unique, even amongst all of the superpowers out there, yours are unique. Tenor Nullifio can’t disable y... | “Yowza! Look at those muscles! Wam, bam, *wapow!*"
Tim turned around. The man behind him was at least twice Tim's age and balding. “Can I help you?” Tim asked.
“I'm just taken aback is all. I thought I was in line for a coffee,” the man raised an eyebrow and struck a pose, flexing biceps that were imperceptible in an... | 2022-07-31T14:08:55 | 2022-07-31T11:50:27 | 576 | 142 |
[WP] Aliens aren't surprised when most of humanity is considered a 'level 1 threat', the lowest possible. although they are shocked when they scan a singular human and find that they are a 'level 10 threat', the highest there is. | ''Oh that's just Daniel''
''What do you mean 'just Daniel'? He's level 10!" The alien scientists asked Tom, the human he had found near the level 10 threat who is apparently 'just Daniel'. Tom not quite understanding what he meant, just answered.
''Well he's just really good at pitching, he has some crazy aim to be ... | All around High Warlord Zxyxxxzzzzyx, the panels glowed their trademark sickly yellow-green, lighting up the spaceship's darkened control center. As the most feared warlord in this remote, backwater sector of space, he could get away with nearly anything; and what he was getting away with was illegally strip-mining thi... | 2022-08-27T22:48:22 | 2022-08-27T21:58:32 | 1,567 | 550 |
[WP] The government has chosen your town for a social experiment: every day, a new citizen will be elected, and s/he can do whatever they want to anyone without any legal consequences. Everyone else must obey and not retaliate, else their collars would detonate. You're the only one alive after day 9 | Day 1: Robert the conservative became the mayor and told us taxes were tyranny and the town’s tax rate would henceforth be 0%. The people hailed him as a hero and life was good.
Day 2: Debbie the liberal became the mayor and told us healthcare, food and water would henceforth be free. The people cheered her on as a ... | **Part I**
I woke up to the sounds of sirens. My room was filled with flashing lights, illuminating everything in short intervals.
"*Mmnng . . ."*
Still half asleep, I dragged myself up and closed the blinds. I lay down and turned over, facing away from the window.
*It's probably some idiot and his faulty car . . .... | 2022-11-18T13:47:40 | 2022-11-18T13:38:39 | 711 | 54 |
[WP] Due to your lame superpower, they call you Captain Obvious since you just point out what is already true. What they don't realize is that it wasn't true until you said it. | "It's a nice day out today", I said, shielding my eyes from the bright summer sun.
"Clearly", she responded sarcastically, unaware of the life-threatening danger she had just been in moments before. The site we had chosen for the picnic was a perfect one, a small hill overlooking the winding river, the shade of the lo... | He sat in the corner of the classroom, shrinking himself so that the others wouldn't notice him, so that he wouldn't have to say anything. Some of the more forward kids had tried speaking with Marc McLarry, the then seventeen year old transfer student, but Marc looked at them saying nothing.
Most of the kids took this... | 2022-12-04T09:28:08 | 2022-12-04T08:57:33 | 72 | 39 |
[WP] A young door-to-door salesman, who is also a renown serial killer, is craftily avoided by an old, best-selling crime novelist. | "You're late" the Author says, eyeing the Salesman at his door with feigned disdain.
"I disagree" says the Salesman, "It's 2:30 now and if we check Chapter 15 you'll see that..." he begins flipping through a well worn copy of "Door to Door Murder" until he reaches the right place, his tongue stuck out in concentration... | *Knock, knock*
Evelyn looks up from her computer curiously. She had been working from home that day - a break in the usual routine. She hadn't expected anyone to come knocking. After all; who did that in rural New York anymore? The next house was further than a mile down the road.
Nevertheless, Evelyn rose from her d... | 2014-03-26T10:18:23 | 2014-03-26T08:17:32 | 28 | 15 |
[WP] Without revealing which one it is, re-tell a classic Disney fairytale as if its genre was horror. | Staring intently at his hands, fixed upon the lines and whorls in his fingers, the lines in his palms, it was all he could do to keep from screaming.
Pain, so much pain wracked his body. From wretched waking to fitful sleeping, every day. Pain of hunger, pain of digestion, the pain of shit moving slowly through his i... | It was all she could do to keep running. The jungle heat was like a thick wet curtain, constantly constraining her movements. The vines and creepers were like gnarled limbs outstretched to grip and entangle her. The roots and stones like legs to trip her up. Still, she kept running. She had to keep running. She had to ... | 2014-08-04T11:24:07 | 2014-08-04T09:54:19 | 18 | 12 |
[WP] A single lineage of human has the ability of manipulating (taking and giving) luck from other people. If a person runs out of luck, he or she will run through a series of bad luck that will ultimately kill him/her. You are from this lineage. Tell me your job and your usual day. | >Me: Next.
The line outside my door was filling up fast, ever since the new luck laws had been introduced everyone wanted to get in requests before the practise is banned. It was crazy busy. An old lady carrying a baby boy walks into my office.
>OldLady: I need all my luck transferred to my grandson here.
&... | Life is a lot different when you and Lady Luck happen to be particularly chummy, but when you're her great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandson, things are strange. I am the eldest son of the line that descends from her hands, and I'll say that you have no idea what it'... | 2014-10-23T00:59:38 | 2014-10-23T00:44:04 | 83 | 12 |
[WP] You wake up in Hell. You look around, you can't see anybody, it's just fire and brimstone going on forever. Eventually the Devil walks over and says "Finally, you're the first to arrive, so tell me, who are you? what did you do? and how did you die?" | As you got older you tended to disregard the possibility, perhaps the sheer dread of the prospect stopped you from thinking about it. An eternity of torment, what would be the point? How could God forsake one so? What crime could one possibly commit to warrant such a punishment, it was impossible wasn’t it?
‘We are u... | "Steve" I whispered aggressively, "just Steve."
"The fuck you doing down here Steve the worlds only been around for eight fucking days." - the devil
"Chill man it's still a little fresh," - I continued "man I was just minding my own business you know just me and Adam broing out like two lazy ass muthafuckas... | 2015-04-09T07:59:22 | 2015-04-09T07:58:39 | 52 | 35 |
[WP] Michael, a 15 year old Call of Duty player, realizes the greatest trash-talking opportunity of all time. Over his headset, he recognizes his opponent's voice as that of President Obama. | I sat, and I watched.
They fell, one by one. Swearing in disbelief and rage, and I watched.
The World Number One, known only... well, previously known only as XxxB14CKH0U53xxX, was to finally play in person. He'd never shown his face, never even turned on his mic, and today we had found out why.
Days of playing in l... | How did this happen? You would think that the President of the United States would be playing on private servers with other foreign leaders, but no here he was playing the new Black Ops in the public server. I only realized this when I tore him apart with my SMG and shouted "suck it n00b!" He responded, "A-A-Let me be ... | 2015-12-17T08:20:53 | 2015-12-17T06:02:10 | 61 | 38 |
[WP] There are many types of Mages in the world. Fire, Ice, Wind, Water, Death, Darkness, to name a few. But in this world, every type of mage is treated as equal. Everyone can be a good guy, no matter how dark your power. And anyone could be a bad guy, no matter how beautiful their ability...
Edit: Wow
I'm ... | There once was a mage from North Bergen,
Who wove spells of healing like sermons.
Each Sunday at 10
Before women and men,
She swore to relieve what was hurtin'.
Before long her name became famous
To her, self-promotion was shameless
"If more people are healed
By the power I wield,
What right do I have to sta... | "Thank you for coming," Bette said, wiping the tears from her eyes. "I know it's a lot to ask of you, but.."
Alex waved away the gesture. "I understand completely. If I was in your position, I'd do the same thing."
Inbetween the two mages lay a woman, sustained by a maze of tubes and IVs. Machines hissed as they str... | 2016-11-12T11:01:29 | 2016-11-12T10:29:07 | 80 | 27 |
[WP] For the entirety of your life, music that only you can hear has played to inform you how to feel and warn you of upcoming events. Suddenly "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" cuts out and "Duel of the Fates" begins to play... | The past few weeks have been extremely boring. Normally while out on patrol we get fired upon or at the very least the kids will throw rocks at our convoys. It seems like the worst of the combat is over.
Its been so quiet here Command is even considering pulling us out and moving to the next hostile village.
1... | I was enjoying my cruise. A ten day vacation in the Mediterranean with stops to Dubrovnik, Crete, and others. I love my life and I am grateful to have a great job with good pay as well as nice things. Hence, the cruise. Though, there is one peculiarity in my life.
For as long as I can remember, music had always playe... | 2017-04-01T22:03:03 | 2017-04-01T20:47:01 | 35 | 26 |
[WP] Your phone is the best wingman (playing music at the right time, calling people, etc.) and keeps trying to set you up with this one person. It's starting to get creative. | The screen lights up with a message. “Are you aware that your Google searches are synced?” it says. I’ve set it up so that the lock screen doesn’t show the content of messages, just basic notifications. That didn’t seem to stop it. I ignore it and keep typing. How to reset an iPhone. The results page is blank, except o... | So, one moment I’m sitting at the computer trying to write some story at /r/WritingPrompts, and the next, I’m in a nightclub. Let me tell you what happened...
I had my phone in my pocket, and it accidentally called one of my friends. The only good excuse I could give, *since it was her freaking birthday*, was to trea... | 2017-04-26T09:41:17 | 2017-04-26T08:08:13 | 237 | 68 |
[WP] All of the "#1 Dad" mugs in the world change to show the actual ranking of Dads suddenly. | It was 5:30 this morning when I woke up to the typical sound of my neighbors arguing over something. They always had some feud between them - who had the bigger truck, the greener lawn, the children with the highest grades... It was exhausting living between them, never involved in their madness yet always right in the... | George couldn't understand it. His mom was overjoyed about his father's father ranking, and how abruptly it jumped, and how much higher it jumped. When everyone found out about the mugs, some people bragged, others hid their mugs. His father woke up late on the day of the change, so he didn't have a chance to do anythi... | 2017-06-11T09:50:25 | 2017-06-11T09:05:21 | 222 | 77 |
[WP] All of the "#1 Dad" mugs in the world change to show the actual ranking of Dads suddenly. | Honestly, I always liked the idea of being like my father, he took care of me, my sis and my lil bro. The man raised us three into great people, I always wanted to be like my dad. Sadly, life wasn’t that kind to me, in the words of the doctor as I had a check up on my health…
“There is no shame in it sir, some people ... | Sunday. A Sunday that started just like any other Sunday. Robert Glover sat down to a hot breakfast lovingly prepared by his wife. After getting the kids to sit down and leading the family in prayer, Robert started his favorite Sunday activity. The Sunday paper, and coffee. This ritual was only broken if a quarrel brok... | 2017-06-11T10:00:17 | 2017-06-11T09:22:30 | 104 | 23 |
[WP] You come across a notebook that has the name of every person who has ever lived and the exact date and time of their death written next to it. Out of curiosity, and hopes that you live a long life, you decide to checkout your own name, only to find a date marked a few hours after your birth. | Sigh.... It's bad enough having the last name of Smith, but to have that, coupled with the world's least creative parents... Did you know that on the date of my birth, no less than 125 *other* John Smiths were born? Of those, 15 share my middle name of Allen. Of those, 14 are still alive. The one that died was just... | My fingers trembling, I put the notebook down on my table. My mind was a disarray of emotions.
There surely had to be some mistake...things don't add up here.This is surely a prank...Yes that's it! It's just a really bad prank played by one of my colleagues!
I picked up the notebook and frantically flipped through ... | 2017-09-05T04:10:50 | 2017-09-05T00:01:12 | 50 | 27 |
[WP] a woman has been dating guy after guy, but it never seems to work out. She’s unaware that she’s actually been dating the same guy over and over; a shapeshifter who’s fallen for her, and is certain he’s going to get it right this time.
Horror story or romantic comedy? | New town. Small and quiet, perfect for my situation.
The authorities are after me. They know what I am : different, a national threat. They’re aware of what I’ve done. If they catch me it’ll be prison or death, the fate of countless others like me.
Stray dogs and playing children in the streets. Nervously, avoiding e... | Delilah hung up her jacket and took off her shoes. Another dud date. This one was cute. Almost as though he was made to be her type. Tall, dark hair, subtly muscular. And only one dimple. He checked off all the boxes too. He worked as an EMT, bleeding heart type. He liked classic rock and k-pop. Game of Thrones and Gi... | 2022-10-15T09:19:19 | 2018-02-14T10:13:19 | 93 | 37 |
[WP] As asuper villian, you happen to grab the same person as a hostage every time you need one, and you develop a bit of a crush. Whenever the hero takes longer than usual to rescue them, you try to get to know them better.
Edit: "asuper" should be "a super" and I should be less dumb
Edit 2 electric boogaloo: I'll ... | Subconsciously I think I had always been attracted to Mr. David, ever-suffering 8th grade science teacher at Malcolm Davis Middle School in the inner city. How do I know? When I think back I realized that not one time have I ever used my mind control powers on him. Not. Once. That threw me for a shock when I reali... | It was March 3rd, another rainy Saturday night. The freaks and lunatics were once again having their carnival. This time in neon light of the main street. Didn't get the whole story yet, sounds like poison gas again.
I never took part in that circus. I wasn't a clown, I wear this mask so I could retire before 30. An... | 2018-05-23T01:00:41 | 2018-05-23T00:56:36 | 26 | 16 |
[WP] Write a horror story. Difficulty: All characters are emotionally stable and intelligent | What a sight. This behemoth of house, only for $300k. The real estate agent asks my wife and son to step inside. We walked for what seemed like miles on end, going from room to room. My son was captivated, while my wife and I were pondering over what renovations would be needed to be done. Our agent finally gives us a ... | "Is this a prank...?" I spoke up, unsure if I really wanted an answer.
"Nope," Jimmy excitedly denied. "It was already there when I arrived."
I quietly looked at him.
"So you called me here because there's a fucking doll sitting in the middle of your living room?" I coldly asked.
The door leading to the bathroom s... | 2018-08-13T20:11:45 | 2018-08-13T19:24:44 | 22 | 13 |
[WP] You are bitten by a werewolf, your sibling is bitten a vampire. Things become awkward when you find out that your parents are secretly famous monster hunters. | It was a dark and stormy night... thunder rolled in the distance, while the family gathered around the fireplace.
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"Mom... dad... I have something important to tell you. Could you please sit down?"
"Sure thing dear." My mother took a seat while polishing her silver-coated crossbow bolts.
"What is it hon... | “Remind me what your name is again.” The man- I mean wolf- I mean *werewolf* they called Lupus said, with a (perhaps permanent) frown on his face.
The flustered werewolf stammered, “J-Johnny, my sir.”
“Well, Johnny, you’re a fucking genius! You know who that girl is?”
“N-no sir, I’m afraid I don’t know her.”
“She’s... | 2020-01-12T07:56:17 | 2020-01-12T06:40:38 | 20 | 15 |
[WP] The thing that makes humanity dangerous isn't their passion, their bravery, or their honour like they had imagined. No, The thing that makes them dangerous is their stupidity. | Garett cleaved his greatsword through the Hydralisk's tendril, the plasma edges of his blade searing through iron carapace and thick flesh alike.
The beast's hooked claws thunked to the ground and its owner bellowed a terrible, putrid scream, flailing a smoking limb.
The roar echoed through the stadium around them, ... | *BZZ CRCK BZZ*
“Calling scout Flarb Zodweller of the humans research division for his daily report on sector 917 of Earth. Have you noticed anything unusual?”
“This is scout Flarb Zodweller. Nothing out of the ordinary today, but I’ll let you know if we find anything.”
“Copy, over”
The routine midday call from head... | 2020-08-03T23:13:45 | 2020-08-03T22:12:47 | 40 | 18 |
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