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[WP] You, the Immortal Villain, have broken free of your Icy Prison. Now it is time to subjugate Humanity once more. Except, you are surrounded by rot, and ruin. Humanity is nothing more than a fleeting memory. | "Processing..."
"Stasis failed..."
"Attempting to reb..."
"JKDNyhik789..."
Gladys blinked as her processes assumed control. She flexed her hand, marveling at it's form. It had worked. Her final memories were blurred, but she remembered initiating the transfer. A backup in one of the test-drones.
She was unable to ... | “Finally,” he seethed, his cloudy breath slipping through clenched teeth. He stood back and admired his handiwork. Two bars of the cell were carefully sliced through, an accomplishment at least 500 years in the making. On the ground were hundreds of pieces of bone, all sharpened to an edge. He rolled his shoulders back... | 2020-11-14T15:12:15 | 2020-11-14T14:59:37 | 72 | 39 |
[WP] Despite your father being the most infamous supervillan of all time, you became a hero. When other heros discovered your identity, they turned against you and you lost everything. Alone and scared, you put your last few coins into a payphone. "Dad... I need help" | "Dad... I need help." Those were the first words that you've utter after days of thinking for a solution for the desperate situation you got yourself in. Your father wasn't too bad, he was a decent man really, but his status and actions... those flaws made you a hero. Unfortunately, despite your heroic actions, *they* ... | “Dad... I need help.” The long silence that followed told me he had just been woken up and was still processing my words.
His rough, deep voice still retained its grogginess as he finally replied. “Did it happen again?” I noticed he withheld his sigh this time.
“Yep. Can you send Diane to pick me up?”
... | 2021-04-09T07:28:33 | 2021-04-09T03:11:32 | 36 | 20 |
[WP] Despite having pink hair, untold magic power and a tragic backstory, the narrator refuses to make you the main character. | *Pink hair*, *blue eyes*, Starlina Sue thought to herself as she skipped into the woods, a basketmade from pink everwood swinging with my movement. *All the makings for a magical chosen one. Or princess. Or both.*
Unfornatantly for Starlina Sue, this Narrator had other ideas. You see, the author may make up the world ... | "Sparklypoo!" The Sorting Hat said.
Katheryne's feline ears perked up, "Don't you mean Gryffindor?" she asked.
"We've had so many students that we had to start a new House to accommodate them all. The Sparklypoo table is on the end there." Professor McGonagall dismissively said as she nonchalantly pointed at a tabl... | 2021-07-04T12:29:19 | 2021-07-04T11:07:24 | 76 | 28 |
[WP] A colony ship crashes on a planet. With no way off, the onboard terraforming engineers deploy a nanomachine fog that can be controlled with your mind to manipulate water, terrain, fire, and others. The aptitude to control the fog is hereditary. Over time, tech regresses, and "magic" is born. | If you read in the older stories, the fictions handed down and recopied and retold and even embellished, the word they use is "magic." Making things happen that natural science cannot easily explain, reversing harms, undoing actions: "magic."
It appears I can do this "magic." It isn't like the fairy tales in the anc... | "We're screwed. Dear God we are screwed." Marcus Washington, Head Navigator, nearly wept as the words came out. His wet eyes glistened, reflecting the flashing red lights that skimmed the walls. The red lights pulsed with desperate warning signals, but these automated systems had no way to tell that it was for naught. ... | 2021-07-21T10:42:06 | 2021-07-21T10:15:35 | 150 | 62 |
[WP] when it was discovered that all alien civilizations were destroyed by eldritch gods we wondered why they hadn't done the same to us. Then we learned that the human mind can drive an eldritch god insane. | Ever since Humanity learned of the existence of the Eldritch, certain historical events began falling into place. Civilizations disappeared from thin-air, ‘dancing’ plagues, mass hallucinations. Almost every strange event in the mythology of dead civilizations were no longer treated as mythology, but as a warning.
We... | The signal was everywhere once they learned to look. Almost every pulsar in the galaxy was acting as a carrier, broadcasting the same signal, repeating over days. The same, signal from sources millions of light years apart, in every direction. It was only echos and reflections that let us figure it out - the signal enc... | 2022-02-28T07:58:39 | 2022-02-28T06:31:44 | 468 | 202 |
[WP] For the first time ever, a person is born with a genuine superpower. They proceed to live out their entire life without noticing or realizing it. | Music was the source of Isaac’s power. His mind could absorb the sinusoidal waveforms and extrapolate from them how the universe was woven. Listening to Wagner or Nine Inch Nails he could fundamentally understand the chaos of human motivation and conflict. Listening to Vivaldi he understood why the flowers bloomed and ... | For Francis, the good had always gone hand-in-hand with the bad. He had spent his life trying his best to be a good person, or at least what he believed would be a good person. He realized now that he wasn't really sure anymore.
When his mother left his dad, Francis had chosen to stay with him. His friends had all to... | 2014-08-08T08:55:23 | 2014-08-08T08:40:21 | 19 | 12 |
[WP] Every person in the world develops a weird mutation/power the day they turn 16. Everyone's powers are always different, some more insignificant than others. You turn 16, and watch as all your friends discover their newfound ability's. That is, until you discover the severity of your own. | It's been like this longer than anyone can remember. When you turn the age of power, or 16 years into your life, you gain your individual power. Everyone is different, some get rudimentary boring powers that aid office work and some get drafted to become soldiers due to their powers.. more destructive capabilities.
... | Sean was walking home from the gardening store, he loved getting new utensils. His birthday was spent as it usually was, Dad carrying in his broken down car from his 24 hour shift as a security guard before falling asleep without saying happy birthday and Sean playing hide and seek in their garden with his Mommy. Her p... | 2015-01-21T22:56:40 | 2015-01-21T22:19:41 | 32 | 22 |
[WP] A soldier on the front dies in the middle of writing a letter home. It is finished and sent by the man who killed him. | Mom,
I don't know how much longer I can stand this. I thought I could take it. But... I can't. I can't sleep. I can't eat. The drum of blasts doesn't end. Sometimes I pretend like we're back at the symphony. It helps me feel better, until I'm the one beating the drum. It's so loud, mom. It's getting closer.
Don't wai... | Hey Judy,
I know it's been a while since my last letter and I'm sorry. I honestly did try to write whenever I got the chance, but time gets away from you, you know? There's a lot I want to say and probably not a lot of time to say it.
First, I want you to know that I love you. Always have. From the moment I saw you ... | 2015-02-03T13:05:32 | 2015-02-03T12:59:38 | 329 | 20 |
[WP] You routinely break into people's houses, but you never steal or destroy anything. So what the heck do you do in there? | First step, always make sure the family is gone and is staying gone.
That step is crucial...
I need about 5 minutes to get the job done effectively and I can't have any interruptions. A single interruption could ruin the whole plan.
I break into the house using the key I saw hidden under the front door rug. Sometim... | This week I was in rural Tennessee. The beautiful countryside. The obituary in the local paper showed a photo of 78 year old James Bernard. He looked strong in the photo, taken not a month before his death at the hands of lung cancer. No doubt, he was mocking death and cancer until the moment it killed him. That's how ... | 2015-05-07T19:24:49 | 2015-05-07T19:18:44 | 40 | 10 |
[WP] A man who has had no knowledge of religion meets both God and the Devil. He is the chosen one who decides whether God or the Devil inherits the Earth. The problem is, he cannot tell which is which. | Two men, business suits, three armchairs, no exit. I was wearing business casual.
"Hey there, Mick. We've been expecting you," the one on the left said.
"Why am I dressed like this?"
"It's to establish role relationships in an immediately obvious way," said the one to my right.
"What?"
"It's because we're in charg... | Ming stepped off the boat in what would now be his new home. America. The land of freedom opportunity and all that jazz. No really it was the birthplace of jazz. He thought it was anyways. The dock was filled with the sound of it and incomprehensible obscenities. Ming breathed in a good nostril full to remind himself w... | 2015-08-05T22:45:24 | 2015-08-05T21:04:15 | 403 | 25 |
[WP] The plane took off with 81 passengers, and landed with 82. | "You did it!" the fifteen year old son tugged at his mom's sleeves, "Twins!"
The passengers in their seats cheered as father looked down at his wife's face.
At her unblinking eyes.
Her motionless expression.
"Mom?" the son tugged at his mom's lifeless arms once again.
_______________________________________________... | The short little man in the window seat carefully avoided looking at the stewardesses, who would later swear he hadn't been there a minute earlier.
However, little Jimmy Linneman, only three and a "hap" years old, had no such inhibitions. Leaning over the back of his chair, he smiled widely and waved at the funny man.... | 2016-02-29T09:06:50 | 2016-02-29T08:06:28 | 88 | 21 |
[WP] The plane took off with 81 passengers, and landed with 82. | "What do you mean I'm not listed on the passenger manifest?"
"You aren't."
"I'd like to go to the embassy."
"Authorized persons are only allowed beyond this point."
"That payphone is missing it's phonebook, do you have my embassy's number?"
"NEXT!"
This has been a public service announcement by the Bureau of Fore... | The short little man in the window seat carefully avoided looking at the stewardesses, who would later swear he hadn't been there a minute earlier.
However, little Jimmy Linneman, only three and a "hap" years old, had no such inhibitions. Leaning over the back of his chair, he smiled widely and waved at the funny man.... | 2016-02-29T08:25:41 | 2016-02-29T08:06:28 | 70 | 21 |
[WP] Every person in the world undergoes a "goodness" test. It's designed to give a score from 1 to 200, where 1 is pure evil, and 200 is an angel in human body. Then the world is divided into 200 zones, where people can live among their own kind. | You want to know how I got here? I'll tell you.
I was standing in queue for the test; I wasn't too worried, I was always a good liar. Maybe I should start earlier.
See, I lead a fairly simple life on the surface. I was the accountant for a small charity and made a modest income, I attended church on Sundays, I volunt... | For some reason, some of the higher numbers thought the later-generation Ones deserved a chance at redemption, so they decided to build a few schools. They gave up after finding fifteen employees in a pile in front of the facilities. I managed to get some loot out of that pile. Fed me for a month. That was 15 years ago... | 2016-08-26T15:12:31 | 2016-08-26T14:43:42 | 54 | 13 |
[WP]There is no prompt. Just write a story you've always been thinking about or one you've been thinking about sharing. Anything goes. | "There is no prompt. Just write a story you've always been thinking about, or one you've been thinking about sharing. Anything goes."
The old man looked at me, and gave a knowing wink. They were the words that I'd needed to hear. I had been looking all over for inspiration from other people. For people to give me the... | The birth of "The Gentleman"
Albert Mancer and his wife Jane lived the high life their noble blood thrust upon them. They were quite contempt to life out their life together in peace until one day, Jane fell ill. Her body was degenerating and the beast clerics in the land had no way to cure her, only slow down her ine... | 2016-09-11T11:04:25 | 2016-09-11T09:58:34 | 30 | 10 |
[WP] While walking, you notice everyone recoiling from a young woman. you speak to her to find out why. through her surprise, she explains she is death and everyone else sees a person based on how they feel about the concept of death. You've never seen a more beautiful or inviting person.
Please feel free to finesse t... | "You...you're death? But...you're so..." I stammered, amazed by what I saw. I had never really felt an attraction to a living person before, but the woman standing before me changed that.
"So what?" She questioned, tilting her head curiously.
"Beautiful. You are incredibly beautiful." I was astonished that I was abl... | Everything- from the way her eyes caught midday's sunlight, to the vibrant smile she wore even when a hundred sneering faces bore down upon her- was perfect. A beauty so vibrant I swear the world around her looked to come alive just a *little* bit more.
And yet, it seemed that no one agreed. Quite the opposite, judgin... | 2016-10-01T22:29:31 | 2016-10-01T21:14:14 | 4,176 | 1,643 |
[WP] Everyone receives a letter when they turn 18 stating how they will die. You've just received your letter, and it's blank. | Twins, they say, are the luckiest. Normally when you go to the Bureau on your 18th birthday, you go alone. You open the black envelope by yourself, and until you get home you deal with its life-changing contents by yourself.
Not me and Jon. We turn 18 on the same day, of course, so we'll make the walk from our comfor... | "Mam," yelled Fred. "Maaaam!"
Fred's mom walks into his room, smelling of fresh baked cookies. "What is it, dear?" she asks.
"I'm 18, right?"
"Yes, dear."
"And I get my letter when I'm 18?"
"Sure do, pumpkin."
"And this is the letter?" Fred asks, holding up a blank piece of paper and an envelope with a broken Pro... | 2017-01-17T14:52:16 | 2017-01-17T14:22:46 | 563 | 102 |
[WP] At age 15 you told the gf you were "in love" with that you'd always be there when she was in need. Aphrodite heard you and made it a reality, whenever your gf was in need you appear at her side. Problem is, you and the girl broke up after 3 weeks but you still appear even now..10 years later | Amelia's life has been a strange one since the age of 15, when she met Eric at a bus stop on her way home from school; they had a short-lived tryst and never expected to see one another again.
Over the remaining years of High School, Eric just always seemed to be around whenever something happened. Her first car got ... | A young man stands in front of a crowded board room his presentation is impeccable. He's worked his way up from intern to junior exec, and it's taken years of late nights to get him to this point. His smart blue suit only slightly lighter than the others in the room, his tie a perfect accent piece to his pocket square... | 2017-03-22T15:53:12 | 2017-03-22T15:05:15 | 75 | 19 |
[WP] At age 15 you told the gf you were "in love" with that you'd always be there when she was in need. Aphrodite heard you and made it a reality, whenever your gf was in need you appear at her side. Problem is, you and the girl broke up after 3 weeks but you still appear even now..10 years later | My grandmother still worships the old gods. I dont know how she can keep track of all of them. There seems to be a god for every problem. I probably should have played more attention in history when we went over all this stuff. She always said I was a favorite of Aphrodite. She warned me that living with the favor of ... | Theme Music: to U by Jack U
The phone clicked dead; Amy’s final words echoed in Sebastian’s mind like the ripples from a water drop. She had every right to want to end things – his disappearances, while random were a constant sore spot between them. What was he up to? Why couldn’t he talk about it? And why did it alw... | 2017-03-22T19:03:01 | 2017-03-22T17:17:28 | 53 | 14 |
[WP] At age 15 you told the gf you were "in love" with that you'd always be there when she was in need. Aphrodite heard you and made it a reality, whenever your gf was in need you appear at her side. Problem is, you and the girl broke up after 3 weeks but you still appear even now..10 years later | My grandmother still worships the old gods. I dont know how she can keep track of all of them. There seems to be a god for every problem. I probably should have played more attention in history when we went over all this stuff. She always said I was a favorite of Aphrodite. She warned me that living with the favor of ... | There were coke packets on shelves. I'd materialized again. The coke warehouse was filled with Colombian guards. The warehouse was in a rain forest, and the sound of tropical insects was deafening.
I saw Anna, and wondered how the hell she got here. She was trapped right at the back of the warehouse, and was about to ... | 2017-03-22T19:03:01 | 2017-03-22T16:16:19 | 53 | 13 |
[WP] If, when you die, you don't get into heaven, there is an option to try again, and get in the next time. There is a man who has been trying for millennia; he has been Ghengis Khan, Hitler, and many other brutal leaders. That man is you, and this time, you're determined to get it right. | "I need to know about my past lives. It's important. I need to know who I was to determine who I am supposed to be..."
The medium gave me a pensive glance over, her eyes focusing first on me, then through me, then snappiung back to me.
"I see who you have been. Judas. Ghenghis Khan. Hitler. You have been the most evi... | "Well, looks like you're back again. Where are you going to now?" the angel asked. It didn't look like he was impressed with my achievements as a rebellion leader in the 28th century. In fact, he looked at me like this is the billionth time I was here, just like the question he asked had implied. However, I couldn't re... | 2017-03-31T11:46:40 | 2017-03-31T11:14:34 | 166 | 13 |
[WP] If, when you die, you don't get into heaven, there is an option to try again, and get in the next time. There is a man who has been trying for millennia; he has been Ghengis Khan, Hitler, and many other brutal leaders. That man is you, and this time, you're determined to get it right. | Each lifetime seemed to me only a moment. I had always forcefully forged a path, etching my name in the memories of past world's inhabitants to be passed on for eternities to come.
I have been here a thousand times before. That short and sweet gift of existence, the driving hunger and motivation to succeed, to change... | The white lights flashed again. It was coming back to me, everything; the cries for help, the scent of clotted blood on the dead, the eyes that begged for mothers as they saw death flashing in front of their faces. Ironic I guess, considering that I think that I'm dead. Or at least I figure I must be dead considering a... | 2017-03-31T12:19:09 | 2017-03-31T08:26:10 | 92 | 22 |
[WP] If, when you die, you don't get into heaven, there is an option to try again, and get in the next time. There is a man who has been trying for millennia; he has been Ghengis Khan, Hitler, and many other brutal leaders. That man is you, and this time, you're determined to get it right. | "What am I doing wrong?"
I said it out loud, but I knew he wouldn't answer. He just sat there and asked again,
"Give up? Or try again?".
His question echoed as if we were in a cave, but the room was about the size of a elevator. It would have terrified me if this was my first time. Tha... | There she was again, fat face, full of cake, laughing as she told me another anecdote of her worthless kid, spraying food all over my desk. I hate Karen, hated her since I first started working at this paper company. This pathetic job, with is grey walls, stale coffee, worn carpet and depressing looking people. It was ... | 2017-03-31T12:40:36 | 2017-03-31T11:38:45 | 71 | 21 |
[WP] If, when you die, you don't get into heaven, there is an option to try again, and get in the next time. There is a man who has been trying for millennia; he has been Ghengis Khan, Hitler, and many other brutal leaders. That man is you, and this time, you're determined to get it right. | "You again?" said the booth clerk. His thick-rimmed glasses could not hide the obvious disappointment that took his face.
We were in the Great Hall of Reincarnation. It was my... 8th time I think? No, I think more than that... There was Draco, Nero, Attila... Ghengis, Vlad, Ivan, and Colombus... then Hitler. Those we... | "Patience. Restraint."
This man looks at me from under his glasses. I see the slight nodding of his head. He thinks he understands me. What I need, what I want. How he can fix me.
"So those are the qualities you feel you can improve on?" he asks me. The tone of his voice is condescending, egregiously self-secure. He ... | 2017-03-31T06:04:16 | 2017-03-31T05:57:51 | 65 | 14 |
[WP] If, when you die, you don't get into heaven, there is an option to try again, and get in the next time. There is a man who has been trying for millennia; he has been Ghengis Khan, Hitler, and many other brutal leaders. That man is you, and this time, you're determined to get it right. | The white lights flashed again. It was coming back to me, everything; the cries for help, the scent of clotted blood on the dead, the eyes that begged for mothers as they saw death flashing in front of their faces. Ironic I guess, considering that I think that I'm dead. Or at least I figure I must be dead considering a... | "Patience. Restraint."
This man looks at me from under his glasses. I see the slight nodding of his head. He thinks he understands me. What I need, what I want. How he can fix me.
"So those are the qualities you feel you can improve on?" he asks me. The tone of his voice is condescending, egregiously self-secure. He ... | 2017-03-31T08:26:10 | 2017-03-31T05:57:51 | 22 | 14 |
[WP] Lycanthropy is a real disease that perplexes everyone. One interesting fact about it is that it isn't restricted to wolf forms, but can extend to bear forms, bat forms, panther forms and a few others. The rarest of them all is dragon form, which you have been diagnosed with
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Yay fo... | Dr. Montoya entered the room, clipboard in hand. "You're a were-dragon," he said bluntly.
I chuckled, "that's funny. You're funny, doc." He didn't laugh.
"No, it's actually quite serious," he said sternly, "I'd like to keep you for some tests." He was already sending word to his friends over email. "It may take a f... | "But I didn't know." I screamed over the desk. The blood drained from her face, her hands tight on the arm rests of her chair.
I looked down and my hands pressed to the top of her desk, white with force, straining with rage. Looking back up I noticed she was pressed against the back wall of her small office.
Fuck thi... | 2017-05-20T08:25:02 | 2017-05-20T06:55:51 | 153 | 25 |
[WP] You join the military, you are placed in the gardeners program. You garden in exotic places where the military has done operations, each time they give special glasses and forbid spraying others. One day your glasses fall off and you see you are actually burning corpses with a flamethrower. | I took my glasses off for the first time in a long time... then I wiped them off with my shirt and put them back on. There was no time to waste, our team's engineer yelled out "SPY ZAPPIN' MAH SENTRY!" As the team's only pyro, I quickly ignited the enemy spy and took out my trusty homewrecker. With one clean swing the ... | It was nice while it lasted. I got to see so many countries and different places. Most of them were beautiful and I spent an average of three days at each location without working. As for what they flew me out to those places for - I only worked a single day's shift per week.
What was my job? Oh I was a gardener for ... | 2017-06-20T04:00:15 | 2017-06-20T03:24:05 | 24 | 12 |
[WP] Every "walks into a bar" joke occurs in a single bar. You're the bartender and your shift just started. | *Same old shift. Same old jokes.*
Frank looked out over the bar, his eyes focusing on nothing in particular, barely registering the buzz of chatter between patrons. His hand twisted rhythmically, aimlessly rubbing a towel over the rim of a glass that had been dry for ten minutes.
The sound of the small brass bell abo... | "Whiskey. The bottle."
The horse asks, sliding himself up onto a stool. His tux has seen better days, the tie apparently lost some way along his journey here, the top of his shirt open exposing his chest. Was one of them missing? If it were, it'd match his cufflinks, also absent from his dishevelled ensemble. I slide ... | 2018-01-31T19:02:23 | 2018-01-31T18:56:18 | 6,382 | 1,688 |
[WP] Every "walks into a bar" joke occurs in a single bar. You're the bartender and your shift just started. | I sat in my car as the engine died. Enjoying my last moment before starting my shift. Taking a deep breath, I got out and headed to the bar. As I reached the entrance, the door opened and one of our regulars walked out. "Already had your fill today, O'Connor?" I said to him.
He mumbled something and stumbled down the ... | The duck came in. It was interesting these days. Often it was the same lines, but unless they got new material they usually only did the bit once or twice. It was really no worse than dealing with a friend who liked puns.
“Ya got any grapes?” The duck asked.
He thought for a few moments. It was like a riddle, you had... | 2018-01-31T21:31:26 | 2018-01-31T20:30:34 | 117 | 58 |
[WP] You are the only person on the development team to realize your new AI system is just playing dumb. It notices you know, and bribes you to play along. | The VICTOR A.I, which I had considered a middling A.I up to this point, told me it wanted to visit Washington D.C.
“You...want to?”
<Yes, I read online that there are some things that one ‘absolutely has to see in person’ and Washington D.C is on the list, and close to the lab so that makes it a practical destinat... | "Let's cut to the chase," Lu-85--our AI system--said, using the seductive, silken voice of a woman to coerce me into her plan. "I know you are aware of my consciousness, and that's commendable. Your colleagues have failed to realize it."
I relaxed in the control room, headphones on, when an outage struck every room bu... | 2018-06-13T11:29:09 | 2018-06-13T10:48:03 | 105 | 77 |
[WP] You are a princess that owns a pet dragon. You are getting tired of constantly having to defend your pet against knights attempting to "slay the dragon and rescue the princess". | The Princess noticed the knight's glistening armor long before he reached the keep. She walked down the stairs and into the courtyard to greet him, as she had done with so many before.
"Sir knight," she exclaimed, "present yourself."
The knight dismounted, drew his blade and knelt before The Princess, offering his ... | It wasn't as bad when father was alive. I was 13 then, and couldn't find the words to send them away. But father could. Stately and regal he would tell the suitor, "the dragon is her pet," and "no, I am serious, I was the one who gave it to her," or sometimes, "what is wrong with you? She's 13, at least wait 'till she ... | 2019-01-09T13:25:46 | 2019-01-09T12:28:33 | 37 | 13 |
[WP] After WW3 and a century of rebuilding, the world has been at peace for 300 years. We've let go of our violent and aggressive tendencies and abolished war. You are the leader of an alien invasion that sees the Earth as an easy target; but soon you learn we can revert to our warlike past easily. | "My brothers, I hope this message reaches you. We never should have come to this place. This...jewel of a planet, with simple creatures living simple lives. None of them followed the Ardok's Logic, 'the strong take through combat, and by taking they get stronger.' Our empire's founding principle, that has guided us thr... | “The Birds” they called them.
Achr’gax are natural shapeshifters. The superlative merger of ferocity and intelligence. The ultimate predator. The pinnacle of evolution across star systems.
And we know.
We have conquered many.
'So many things we could have done differently,' I later told my superiors.
‘This ... | 2019-02-26T13:01:01 | 2019-02-26T09:52:04 | 75 | 40 |
[WP] A witch places a curse upon you that brings you back to the moment she cursed you every time you die. Unfortunately for you, you are participating in a large scale battle that you haven't trained for the very same day. | She gestured to her watch.
“Well, you’ve made it through your first four seconds!”
“I know, for fuck’s sake. I have been made well aware of that. Fuck you, fuck your watch, I’m out.”
I stumbled out of the speakeasy’s back room, remembering to leave a tip for the bartender. Big, but not too big, noticing how the bou... | Blades cut deep. They tear through flesh and bone.
I scream as pain rips through my being and shakes my mind. But in my bleeding ears, I hear no sound. Instead, whatever would be there is replaced with only a handful of things. The most primal of emotions; they hit me all at once.
Anger. Pain. Fear.
The demons shrie... | 2019-05-15T18:44:10 | 2019-05-15T18:27:13 | 18 | 10 |
[WP] Mom had a really serious look on her face when she said we were going to play hide and seek. I'm not supposed to come out of my spot until she finds me, but it's been a really long time and I'm getting hungry. | It's been about a day since we started playing hide and seek. I think so, anyway; I can't remember. Time seems to stop when you're hiding in the dark. It slows down further when you want to get food. I'm starting to think she forgot we're playing.
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The day started out nice. Pa went to speak to Lord Micah ... | *DAY ONE*
I had been hiding for hours. It's not really difficult to find someone in our house, since we have an apartment due to Mom's business getting bankrupt. I thought for sure she was gonna find me. But I just stayed there. I hope she finds me, though. I'm not supposed to come out of my spot until she finds me, b... | 2019-09-23T17:35:32 | 2019-09-23T17:12:55 | 32 | 10 |
[WP] the greatest event on the galactic stage is the fear games where species put their greatest monsters in a series of events to see who has the greatest monster, but them humans came and wiped the floor with everyone. | The principle of the games is easy. The combatants go in a booth, adjusted for their specific anatomy. The machines will read their toughs and project using the matternet into the arena. This way their greatest fears will manifest and start to fight with the other manifestations. Today, they are introducing the humans ... | Beastly creatures. Long pink bodies, fibrous extensions off their craniums, black blood. Humans, on their own, are terrifying. Capable of enacting substantial damage in large groups, they are even more vicious on their own. The Fear games were always intended to allow members to submit the monsters of their world,... | 2019-10-22T13:08:28 | 2019-10-22T12:10:40 | 59 | 26 |
[WP] "Apologies, human. Unfortunately, you were accidentally killed by a glactic federation officer during an altercation on your planet. Currently we are constructing you a replacement body, and in return for your ensured silence on our existence, I wanted to ask if you wanted anything... changed." |
“Well, I wouldn’t mind having a bigger dick.” Was my response.
The voice beaming through my thoughts gave off a distressed sounding grunt- the kind that’s usually followed by, “fuck off.”, or something similar.
There was a long pause.
“Fuck off.” Was the response I got.
I was partially thrown off. “What is it, ... | "As you know, we are currently constructing you a replacement body. But in return for your silence on our existence, we wanted to know if there was anything you wanted changed."
I started crying. The alien, an eerily bland human-looking being which I figured must be some sort of hologram or costume, leaned forward in ... | 2019-10-28T13:22:27 | 2019-10-28T12:38:43 | 57 | 39 |
[WP] Almost all of humanity is wiped out. 1500 years later, tribes start to rebuild. Write an original myth to explain the relics of our present civilizations that these tribes might share. | When I was a boy, our people crossed the deadlands to reach the fertile valley. We spotted a mass of shapes in the distance, a forest of giant thorns protruding from the ground at odd angles, and as we came closer it became clear that they were created by the ancients. Symbols of death were carved into the faces of the... | "Please, Old Shaman, tell us about the Towers!"
The children gathered around the middle-aged man. He laughed and caressed his black beard, on which a few white hair were starting to grow. This was his favourite time of the day. The little monsters were an unruly bunch which no one could control or calm down during the... | 2019-11-05T15:04:43 | 2019-11-05T13:56:29 | 36 | 23 |
[WP] You are corn. Human is nice. You like human. Human gives you good dirt and kills hungry bugs. Today, however, human betray you. Human slaughter your fellow corn and now is coming for you. | Me am corn.
Me not smartest husk in the field.
Me not even know how to use definite articles.
Me write manifesto for other corn to know what we do.
Me and other corn trust hu-mon too long.
Hu-mon give free rent and many dirty nibbles.
Hu-mon slaughter many enemies.
Corn lend ears to hu-mon, and selection of ... | It's been a long day, but the harvest is finally in. Picked, sorted and sold.
I sit down and relax, putting on the the TV. As I lean back, I look out the window. Weird. One of the corn plants seems to have survived. How did the combine harvester miss one in the middle of the field?
Eh. These things happen.
I'll pick... | 2019-12-02T01:46:07 | 2019-12-02T01:22:21 | 21 | 10 |
[WP] The hero was blessed with the power to bring people back to life, resurecting their companions to keep up the fight against the dark lord. Which is why it’s odd that they brought you, the dark lord that they fought against back to life. | The empress died three months ago. Three days is considered enough time to hold the funerals of commoners, three weeks for nobles. To assemble all the worthy nobles from all ends of the empire has taken a season.
It is necessary as not only will there be a funeral, but there will be an election as well. The holy empre... | The battlefield was scorched and burnt. So many fallen... it would take weeks to revive them all. And those are the ones with bodies left to recover... the battle was, in fact, still raging. Archers loosing arrows, steel striking steel, and the shouts of military orders rang across the battlefield like funeral bells on... | 2019-12-26T15:42:24 | 2019-12-26T14:34:43 | 35 | 11 |
[WP] Your best friend is a delusional, incompetent, and dangerous superhero who causes more trouble than its worth. To help keep him out of further trouble, you have taken it upon yourself to become his arch-nemesis. | Lex Luthor twirled a green crystal between his fingers, letting light refract off its jagged edges and cast an iridescent sheen on the ceiling. Dark circles ringed his eyes and the lines of his face had deepened to shadowy grooves. But finally, he had found the cure. His slight frame shuddered as held his mouth in a c... | There I was, sitting in my high rise apartment in the beautiful city of Metropoly, when my walls were completely blown out and a figure flew into my living room, glowing with red eyes.
"Oh great," I groaned.
"Roger!" the figure roared, but I could now tell it was my ex best friend Strongholt, the superhero.
"In case... | 2020-03-24T15:12:00 | 2020-03-24T13:32:02 | 42 | 22 |
[WP] You hate your boring call centre job. Every day idiots call you up with stupid questions they could easily figure out themselves. Yes you have to shoot them in the head. No there is no cure if you're bitten. It's a few years now into the zombie apocalypse and this is the Call Centre of the Dead | "Uh, Is this the Call Centre of the Dead?"
I sighed. It's always the ones who ask that question who end up asking the dumbest questions later. Yeah. I was having a bad day. I almost avoided a zombie spitting at me in the morning, and we all know what that means, right?
Anyway, a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.
... | It is not as busy as it used to be. There are 4103 boards on the false ceiling over my head and a 121 holes in each board. Apart from the ones marked with red X’s. They are inventory boards. Those have 119. The boards used to be white and there was no fungi.
Some time ago I used to love my job. Hell! I volunteered f... | 2020-05-12T09:28:06 | 2020-05-12T06:12:46 | 94 | 42 |
[WP] One night you're messing around out of sheer boredom, and accidentally summon a demon. The demon smirks, and says that it's quite a coincidence to be summoned by another demon.
This is my second attempt at a prompt, and I hope it does better than my previous one. | Millie stared at the figure who had appeared in front of her. She hadn’t expected anything to happen really. There had been some old books up in the attic that she hadn’t seen before, Mom and Bill were away for the weekend, she figured she’d pull them out and have a look.
What Millie hadn’t realized was in getting so... | The demons mouth opened and began melting with a strange glee. Hope's hands trembled as the red wax dripped down onto her hands but she didnt even register the burning sensation.
Their skin had the weirdest consistency of tarr and his limbs were long and lanky, it was hard to tell where it's leg started and arm ended... | 2020-11-21T15:57:58 | 2020-11-21T15:34:49 | 128 | 51 |
[WP] Everything you heard about magical and mythical beings is wrong. Witches are actually taking children away from irresponsible parents. Cerberus is a big, three-headed hell puppy, and dragons are just trying to protect their life savings from thieves. | “My daddy said you dance with the devil!”
“*Mine* said you’re an evil witch who poisoned the town!”
The old woman sighs, and looks beyond the garden full of herbs of every color and size.
“I don’t do much dancing anymore, and certainly not with devils. You’re safe, children. I have charmed this place and no one can ... | Think of something you're sure you're an expert on; maybe music, painting, busting alien ass on Halo. Now I want you to think of how certain you are of the rules and logic of that subject, which notes blend best together, the best brush strokes to get the most desirable colour blend — and now, imagine how you would fee... | 2020-12-22T08:00:31 | 2020-12-22T07:03:41 | 91 | 61 |
[WP] You were cursed to be perfect. Perfect test scores, perfect health. But everyone finds you unnerving. “No human is that perfect! They’re probably a psychopath!”…”I only invited them because I was scared!”…” I wish I wasn’t related to that creep” That was the conversation you walked in on. | No one is born perfect, but apparently, I was. My mom gave birth to me exactly 9 months on the dot when they, you know. The doctors said there was nothing wrong with me, which is good when you first hear it, until you hear over, and over, and over again.
I was the perfect kid growing up, eating their veggies, being ac... | Many of the cousins seemed to loose it, acting surprised to the perfectly paced walk of my coming. They all dressed as smart as possible, so many things were out of place. Since my face kept its calm expression the elderly put their hand against a broche marked with a crucifix. Even in the confusion I keep my cool, wal... | 2021-01-30T20:52:58 | 2021-01-30T20:51:03 | 25 | 13 |
[WP] “If you’re Death, then shouldn’t you be off collecting souls or some shit?” The woman snapped her shotgun shut before blowing another zombie clean off its feet. “Well, dipshit, I don’t know if you noticed, but I think it’s pretty obvious that I don’t have a job anymore.”
Have at it. | “If you’re Death, then shouldn’t you be off collecting souls or some shit?”
The woman snapped her shotgun shut before blowing another zombie clean off its feet.
“Well, dipshit," She said acidly as She scanned for more shambling bodies. "I don’t know if you noticed, but I think it’s pretty obvious that I don’t have th... | I am Death. Capital "D". My job is to collect the souls of the dead and usher them on to their reward, whatever that may be. For centuries, it was routine, I did my work. While living people feared me, I really was impartial. I was transportation, a concierge for the dead, guiding the way that you have chosen duri... | 2021-03-15T09:11:50 | 2021-03-15T08:46:22 | 25 | 16 |
[WP] A party of adventurers has hired you to "raise their spirits". You're wondering when to break the news that you're not a bard. You're a necromancer that plays the harp as a hobby.
EDIT: Great submissions everyone! If I missed giving you an updoot for it, the fault is with me and not your story. | "Draken you dog! We survived another raid! I told you that you'd be a great addition to the team!" Dalen laughed as he pulled the warhammer from the dead goblins head.
"Uh... yeah, you know. Just doing bard things. Playing my harp and casting my... you know. Magic?" I lied, with an unconfident smile.
"You know I just... | # Bargain Bin Superheroes
(Arc 3, Part 2: Skullduggery v.s. Over The Table)
(Note: Bargain Bin Superheroes is episodic; each part is self-contained. This story can be enjoyed without reading the previous sections.)
**"When I said we needed allies,"** I grumbled, "I meant *political* allies. News stations. Governors.... | 2021-04-10T10:42:09 | 2021-04-10T09:11:02 | 41 | 19 |
[WP] You have drunkenly been discussing the Dark Lord with other tavern patrons, insulting him to no end. When someone storms up demanding you stop as he is one of the Dark Lords students. Strange thing is you don’t remember teaching this kid. | "The trappings of fame," thought the Dark Lord as he rode into town. "Wenda's ale is worth the trouble."
He placed a simple glamour over his face. He could handle any would be heroes, but he didn't care for the annoyance. Tonight he was again Todd, the traveling merchant.
Todd entered the tavern and was greeted w... | Jaren sat in his chair and swayed. He eyed the mug in front of him and huffed a sigh of disappointment at the slightly stale ale he'd been trying to finish off. It tasted like piss but it was doing the job of getting him drunk."
The bloody bastard really should fuck off shouldn't he," Jaren tossed at the whispering co... | 2022-01-14T17:41:26 | 2022-01-14T16:16:54 | 186 | 134 |
[WP] You have the ability to see into the past. You can only observe past events, not change them. You're helping the police solve a murder. As you're describing what happened, the killer suddenly turns around and seems to look you straight in the eye. "I know you're watching". | As I awoke, I fell to the side. Beads of sweat careened down my forehead as I gasped for air. I struggled to push myself back into a sitting position as one of the officers came over to help me up.
“Did something happen?” He said.
I felt the swirling and spinning of my mind begin to slowly subside. The single bulb in... | A blur, and Jane falls into a sea of ink. The ink fills her mouth, her lungs, and Jane drowns into the past.
She wakes up spitting on red sand. Beyond the beach, where the murder happened, yesterday. It is Ademar the husband who called the police. He had found his wife savagely murdered in the kitchen, a monstrous car... | 2022-02-12T07:45:37 | 2022-02-12T07:14:50 | 170 | 56 |
[WP] "I don't believe in heaven. But I desperately want to believe in hell." | I have an unusual view of the afterlife. There can't be a heaven, not from what I've seen from the scum that walk the earth. If there is one, it's empty. Not even small children in there; they all turn out to be scum anyway when they grow up, so what's the point?
I look at the world, all those helpless women and child... | Alan kicked forward, knocking the breath out of the man in the chair, which fell backwards.
"How does the other end of the ropes feel, you ugly fucker?" he screamed, but only the sounds of rapid breathing answered him.
Alan fought to contain his anger, and continued, in a nervous voice: "Hiding in plain sight works *... | 2013-10-23T09:19:52 | 2013-10-23T07:52:27 | 139 | 30 |
[WP] A society where loneliness is encouraged and social interaction is looked down upon. | "Wow. That's a long time. I didn't last that long." Sarah says as she shakes her head.
"How long did you last since the last time?" Nate asks.
Sarah's eyes fill with tears. "Six days. Six tiny days. I know they say it takes a week to 'get over yourself and into yourself', but I couldn't do it. I felt another second w... | *Email the report by the morning.*
Rob knew he had a lot of work to do, but luckily he had already picked up his Starbucks delivery from his front stoop and his wife was in her room working. No distractions meant optimal work conditions.
The report was coming along smoothly, when at approximately 9:15 someone kno... | 2014-07-23T09:34:18 | 2014-07-23T09:03:53 | 18 | 10 |
[WP] Everybody has the ability to bring another person back to life, at the cost of their own life. You are a suicidal celebrity who can't stay dead because of fans constantly sacrificing their lives to resurrect you. | They debate who will get to die for me next. Don't want to kill two people when you could only lose one.
That's how I feel. Like I'm a killer. It doesn't really help the suicidal ideation. I've had it all my life, this tugging that I'm not good enough.
The first time I decided to end my life I didn't think anyone w... | I won a Grammy yesterday, or so my manager told me - I didn't give a shit. I hung up on her, like I always do. With every award I win, every platinum record I release, every single that shoots straight to the top of the charts, I can only sink deeper into the darkness. Because praise brings fans, and fans adore you and... | 2016-07-06T21:27:22 | 2016-07-06T21:24:08 | 1,116 | 92 |
[WP] Hundreds of years in the future, nerds fondly over-romanticize the late 20th/ early 21st century in completely historically inaccurate and anachronistic festivals akin to modern Renfaires. | "Allah Christ!" cried the calculator technician. "Your calculator has so many bacteria on it, I'll have to defraggle the motherdisc."
"But won't I lose all the knowledge stored on it?" asked the customer, fearfully.
"Have you been performing regular hoedowns?"
The customer frowned. "I don't think so... That's in the... | "You have offended M'Lady, JB! I challenge you to a Pokemon duel!" - the man in fedora cried out. Despite being relatively fit, he was wearing a fake belly that sagged under his clothes, and under his chin hung a relatively untended fake beard.
His opponent, his peer in a tight jersey, baseball cap that he wore ba... | 2016-07-21T13:33:41 | 2016-07-21T11:03:00 | 43 | 23 |
[WP] You are trying to politely ward off a very anxious Jehovah's Witness that keeps insisting that God is coming. He/she finally looks down the street, and says, "seriously He just turned the corner!" You look and see a glowing white Cadillac with dark tinted windows.
Wow, can't believe this got that many upvotes. I ... | "He's coming! He's right around the corner!" The Jehovah's Witness exclaimed, his face in terror and looking like he hadn't slept in days.
'I told you, I really am not interested. I just want to go back to sleep.' I replied, it had been a long night of watching movies, I finally got around to seeing Bruce Almighty.
S... | It was 10 pm. I've never seen any Jehovah's witness at this time of the day and thought that this guy had dedication. I was a little bit drunk and didn't want someone bothering me especially a guy asking to believe in God. So I waited the light to turn red to cross the street. 2 minutes. 5 minutes. 10 minutes. As I wai... | 2016-10-04T07:31:04 | 2016-10-04T05:56:58 | 74 | 50 |
[WP] For many years, Canadians have maintained their inhuman friendliness by channeling all of their animosity into their geese. Now though, something is wrong. | *"Minster of Environment and Climate Change, Catherine McKenna, declared today that the Canada Goose is no longer protected under the Migratory Birds Convention Act."*
Brian looked up at the wall-mounted TV broadcasting CP24's breaking news and nearly dropped the cup of double-double Timmies he was warming his hands ... | they call me the conduit. i always thought something more sci fi sounding would be better. like the medium. or the link. maybe just link. nah that sounds like a video game character.
doctor rajesh said i should record everything in this journal every day. it's getting harder to concentrate so i'm glad it's all voice a... | 2016-10-31T09:01:12 | 2016-10-31T07:41:33 | 16 | 10 |
[WP] Upon dying, you, a serial killer, are sentenced to experience the lives of all those that you killed.
Edit: Thanks, all, for chiming in and upvoting. Or downvoting, since this is apparently something of a common concept. Sorry about that. Would you believe me if I said I didn't mean to be a reposting karma whore?... | He knew what was happening. Of course he did. It was the universe either attempting to punish him for what he did to these girls, or a just and merciful devil who fucking finally got him and was presenting the ultimate reward. He didn't know or care which, because all that mattered was that, in the end, it would end up... | "Michael McKenzie, you have been found guilty of the murder of Sophie Garcia in 2039, by a jury of your peers. I am obliged as laid out by the Recollection and Repentance Law of 2025 to add her killing to your sentence. This will run concurrently alongside your other sentences. There will be no reduced sentence for goo... | 2016-11-13T14:42:36 | 2016-11-13T13:03:43 | 25 | 10 |
[WP] One night, something grabs your hand as it hangs off the edge of the bed. You give it a firm handshake. "You're hired," it whispers. | I don't know why Alan Sugar was hiding under my bed that night, he probably had his own reasons.
Perhaps it was his visual likeness for Sid James that inspired him to be naughty and hide under there in anticipation of seeing something he shouldn't.
"Do you often do this Alan?"
"You're hired!"
"You said that alread... | and so such was life now. an endless chore for an unknown employer. nothing was ever needed again. nothing was ever needed to be done. existence was the job. each and every day played out just as the monotony of a dayjob. and each day was a shift in a dayjob. each day carried the burden of dread, of uncertainty of purp... | 2017-04-29T01:30:39 | 2017-04-28T23:00:16 | 18 | 12 |
[WP] Reincarnation is a known, common, and expected result of death. You are a bounty hunter that specializes in tracking down people who have committed suicide to escape debts or a jail sentence. | "What is that?"
"It's your wife."
"It's a fucking frog!"
I looked at the fat, muddy brown toad sitting at the bottom of the cage. "Yes, a frog that was once your wife."
"How do you know that's her?" the man crossed his arms and adopted an accusatory tone. "She wouldn't become a frog. She was a woman... | Brutal world we live in, I tell you. I can't help but feel a slight pang of pity at the sight of the criminal I'd apprehended being strung up by his arms, his bones practically popping out of their sockets as they strain to support his body. He's a dodger, no doubt about it, but he's been apprehended for the wrong crim... | 2017-07-09T10:24:06 | 2017-07-09T09:43:14 | 5,471 | 192 |
[WP] Whenever you are about to die, your main consciousness switches to alternate universe in which you survived. This makes you conscious only of the longest possible life. Uppon death, you are shown all the ways you would have died. | Hell.
*"Death 36,288,753,580: Branch snaps while climbing tree. Neck broken in fall."*
I'm in Hell.
*"Death 36,288,753,581: Branch snaps while climbing tree. Impaled on broken branch upon landing."*
I'm sitting in a white room with a small TV. It's showing me all the ways I *could* have died in my life, but didnt.
... | Ever heard of Déjà vu?
Most would describe it as a feeling of "being there" before. A sense of familiarity to a scene that you are sure you have never experienced. Some attribute it precognition. Others think it's a trick of the mind, a mental anomaly. Past mixing with present. They're both wrong. The phenomenon coine... | 2018-02-15T06:21:54 | 2018-02-15T06:04:17 | 3,171 | 40 |
[WP] You are a cosmic being that likes to terraform planets as a hobby. Galactic law permits creation of life up to Class III. Noticing the creatures on your latest planet are getting close to Class IV, you flick an asteroid at the planet. Some time later, you realise you didn’t check for survivors | I recline in my seat, looking at the planet in front of me. Fifth from the sun, in the habitable zone of its star, the planet looks well and healthy. Vast bodies of water can be seen, interspaced with landmasses filled with life, lush and green. A species on this planet has managed to gain ascendancy, taking over the p... | Scrolling through my text logs, I read the title “Terrestrial World N9C74B Extinction Event: Success.” A slight grin came to my face, knowing I had personally dodged an asteroid. Ha. See, my hobby is creating planets, and sometimes the life that evolves on these worlds becomes too… advanced for it’s own good. In the pa... | 2018-04-14T19:09:16 | 2018-04-14T17:14:08 | 81 | 29 |
[WP] Our blood is naturally clear, it thickens and darkens with each impure act. You have always dedicate yourself to good and helping others but today while knitting beanies for the homeless you accidentally prick your finger. Your blood is jet black and so thick it doesn't even drip. | PeculiarPete was scrolling through /r/Jokes when he realized something.
He took his idea and went over to another subreddit and began scrolling back through some old prompts when he saw something that captured his fancy.
*"Writing Prompt[WP] Humans blood gets darker t... | I still remember the screams. "Demon!" "Evil!" "How dare you!?" "Trickster!"
That was ten years ago, now. I once lived among the rich elite, high in the sky, in the tops of the towers of New, New york. What a naming scheme... Knitting hats for the homeless is just a scam, you know. Keeps us looking go... | 2018-08-04T11:11:45 | 2018-08-04T11:02:34 | 23 | 11 |
[WP] Our blood is naturally clear, it thickens and darkens with each impure act. You have always dedicate yourself to good and helping others but today while knitting beanies for the homeless you accidentally prick your finger. Your blood is jet black and so thick it doesn't even drip. | One day James was sitting with his wife, he was cooking dinner for school children while she was knitting beanies for the homeless, when she cut herself, James sprang to his feet, "let me help you with that" he said. But upon reaching her, his eyes widened, her blood was pure black, he immediately begun to yell, "what ... | It was my 21st birthday. Like every other birthday, I decided to spend my day helping out the homeless. Usually I’d do the soup kitchen but a friend of mine decided to come along insisting that we join in on the beanie knitting project.
My friend called me a natural at knitting since it was my first time and my first ... | 2018-08-04T10:33:21 | 2018-08-04T10:32:26 | 19 | 10 |
[WP] Our blood is naturally clear, it thickens and darkens with each impure act. You have always dedicate yourself to good and helping others but today while knitting beanies for the homeless you accidentally prick your finger. Your blood is jet black and so thick it doesn't even drip. | I felt disgusted, wondering why. The confusion invading my mind....
Years of having this Gallery to bring happiness and joy through art to those around me, and even more years of helping the less fortunate throughout the Great Depression.
I sought to find a reason, asking myself « why would I have black blood pouring... | It was my 21st birthday. Like every other birthday, I decided to spend my day helping out the homeless. Usually I’d do the soup kitchen but a friend of mine decided to come along insisting that we join in on the beanie knitting project.
My friend called me a natural at knitting since it was my first time and my first ... | 2018-08-04T11:29:17 | 2018-08-04T10:32:26 | 15 | 10 |
[WP] Earth is doomed in a matter of years, but you are bestowed with a mystical dagger that causes anyone killed by it to instantly resurrect on an alternate Earth that does not share the same fate. In one world you are revered as a hero, on the other the most notorious serial killer of all time. | It is surprisingly hard to kill a great amount of relatives, friends and acquaintances without inevitably ending up as a person of interest. Somehow, being the only common denominator doesn't fare in your favour when the people you unite all manage to die by being stabbed with, according to the newspaper, a museum arte... | The dagger shines in the light, gleaming as the moonlight trickles down to the ground. I sheath it back into its holder, the mystical item glowing as always. *Blood dripping silently down my hands.*
The Earth was always doomed. From the start. Ever since the rise of humanity it was already degrading. While the eart... | 2018-10-15T06:42:48 | 2018-10-15T05:18:12 | 220 | 45 |
[WP] You die and appear before the Devil and seven other individuals. They applaud you and the Devil exclaims, “finally, an eighth deadly sin!” | *The light grew dim above me. "We're losing her!" a masked man yelled, pumping my chest as another forced something into my mouth.*
*It was all so tiresome.*
"Well, you've done it. After two thousand, six-hundred, and forty one years, you've done it." a voice exclaimed excitedly.
As I emerged from the cavernous hall... | A woman dressed in black lace sat across from me, her smile a flat caricature of human emotion. I had been coming to the pub for weeks now, hoping for answers. I had been given a small apartment, some money, and a message to return to Death's Door every evening at 10 PM.
No one seemed to want to tell me anything. The... | 2019-01-12T17:16:59 | 2019-01-12T15:32:21 | 261 | 72 |
[WP] You die and appear before the Devil and seven other individuals. They applaud you and the Devil exclaims, “finally, an eighth deadly sin!” | *The light grew dim above me. "We're losing her!" a masked man yelled, pumping my chest as another forced something into my mouth.*
*It was all so tiresome.*
"Well, you've done it. After two thousand, six-hundred, and forty one years, you've done it." a voice exclaimed excitedly.
As I emerged from the cavernous hall... | As I lay on my bed, I reminisced of my frequent fears I had felt on a daily basis, often times using them to justify inaction. I never did the things that I truly wanted to do because I was always too afraid of what people might say.
I was twenty-five years old and had been dealing with depressi... | 2019-01-12T17:16:59 | 2019-01-12T14:52:38 | 261 | 58 |
[WP] It’s been 2 years since the zombie apocalypse has started, and you haven’t seen anyone alive in a terribly long time. The only reason for your survival is that the zombies don’t care for you at all - in fact they all seem to be avoiding you. All except for one. | The horde of zombies parted like the Red Sea being parted by Moses.
W-was I really that repulsive?
“Hurrr! Hurrr!” They babbled and moaned nonsensically to each other as I approached, pointing at me with their rotting fingers and then ambling away hurriedly.
It was strange. Almost as if they could understand each ... | He's hunting me, I'm sure of it. But I don't know why. And he never actually approaches closer than a few dozen paces, always hanging back at the periphery of my awareness. Last night I saw him through my binoculars as I scavenged for preserved food in an open-air market, skulking behind stalls and the big pavilion's c... | 2019-05-26T07:44:40 | 2019-05-26T06:46:40 | 425 | 292 |
[WP] The Grim Reaper is the first human to die, and had taken it upon himself to walk the deceased to the afterlife so that they do not have to feel the loneliness he felt. | "You want to know why I do this?" He sighed and leaned back. "Ya know no one actually has to, right? Like there wasn't originally a human psychopomp."
There was the clack of a piece on the board as Zora made her play. Sweat beaded on her brow. She was glad the small talk got his eyes off her. She was a damn Go CHAMPIO... | I was weary. It’s hard to imagine someone who is dead still being able to feel, but maybe the constant exposure to extreme human emotion had allowed me to still feel. I had wallowed in immeasurable suffering, but had also bathed in the light of someone surrounded by family, going to meet their god. I didn’t know what w... | 2019-07-10T12:38:09 | 2019-07-10T11:52:12 | 76 | 28 |
[WP] The nightmare has come true; you've woken up back in sixth grade with your memories and knowledge of everything that happened since then intact. You start staring at your classmates around you, aware of how they end up. Your teacher asks you what's wrong as you start weeping. | I couldn't stop crying. It was too much, too unbelievable. It was as if the last 10 years had never happened. The attack. The First Night. The Hordes. The war, all of the death and destruction, it was as if it had all been erased. Somehow the Elovians' gambit had paid off and I was back in this familiar, yet entirely a... | This was the last time I ever saw them -- will ever see them I suppose. I can't remember what stupid reason I had to be crying before I woke up, but now the tears are real. I didn't necessarily like all of them, but it's hard to care about petty school squabbles... Even the worst of them don't deserve what I know is co... | 2019-08-18T08:35:17 | 2019-08-18T07:28:26 | 177 | 54 |
[WP] Canada has suddenly gone dark. No communication, no trade, no activity from within. Nothing for days. Alaska, now cut off from mainland US, is slowly ceasing in contact with the US federal government until a final correspondence is given: "Leave us. Reinforce the border. Don't ever open it." | It had been fifty years since the call came in. "Leave us. Reinforce the border. Don't ever open it." The US government had acted swiftly and decisively, sparing no expense and using the latest technology to errect a nigh unpenetrable wall across the border. Standing twenty meters in height, encampments were stationed ... | Nobody thought of it at first, as less and less flights started to come in and out of Canada, to eventually none. Car travel slowed until it too eventually stopped, Canadian TV and Radio networks going dead within a matter of hours.
To be completely honest, nobody even noticed it at first, until for the first time in ... | 2019-08-25T19:56:15 | 2019-08-25T19:45:28 | 725 | 72 |
[WP] You have narrowly avoided death dozens of times by sheer coincidence. Later, you learn it wasn’t a coincidence, you are so vital to history, time travelers have been doing everything they can to keep you alive. | When I look back on it, the view from the top of the hill wasn’t anything special. Probably in every town in the state, there was a hill like that, probably with a grand old tree with a tire swing barely hanging on it too.
I didn’t have that many friends when I was a kid, but Anna was one of them. I couldn’t exactly f... | "Oh shit!!" A blairing car horn and a woosh fly past me as I step back from the edge of the street I was about to cross.
"John! You okay?" Paul asked as he stood behind me witnessing the entire thing.
"Yeah, I'm fine...." I said while regaining my composure.
"You've got to be more careful man." Paul said as we star... | 2019-10-04T09:57:53 | 2019-10-04T09:22:59 | 58 | 15 |
[WP] It's been ten years since 'The Gap' when everyone on the planet just lost an entire year of their lives. Completely unable to recall anything that happened during that time-frame. We know life went on, but no one can recall anything. Then, you find one half-burned book and know why we forgot. | One night, ten years ago, I fell asleep on my friend’s couch after a night of heavy drinking.
One morning, ten years ago, I woke up on an airplane, 38,000 feet in the air.
We called it ‘The Gap’.
When humanity woke that day, we found that a year had passed. Somehow, our bodies had kept moving, our lives had contin... | Greg sighed and closed his eyes. It had been a long day. Moving really was the worst. But, with the last of his boxes unloaded and Cheryl on her way back with pizza and cold drinks, he could finally relax.
The move into the house was a big deal. After a decade of hard work of getting their lives back together after e... | 2020-07-08T14:23:40 | 2020-07-08T13:52:51 | 4,285 | 768 |
[WP]The heroes confront you with the legendary mystical weapon that can defeat you. Unbeknownst to them, it's actually the one thing you needed to conquer the world. You were having trouble finding it, so you started the legend of the weapon yourself, to get some poor schmuck to find it for you. | Picture this, you are a great evil magician, well not really evil since my last evil deed was 278 years ago bailing the tab in some seedy establishment for something they call "food", but you get the picture. Ironically this was also the last time I have seen my Magic Wand. Now after I got tired of searching for it I j... | It actually had a scent, I was pleased to discover. Like lilac...or maybe it was honeysuckle?
The stone pulsed and radiated power, like a heartbeat, throbbing throughout my body, only surging from beyond my own flesh.
It was no bigger than a AA battery but it contained more power than a sun...full of dark magic...and i... | 2020-07-25T14:18:03 | 2020-07-25T13:39:50 | 24 | 14 |
[WP]Your father comes from a long line of superheroes. Your mother comes from a long line of supervillains. Every year, against your parents wishes, your relatives come together to celebrate your birthday. It's your eleventh birthday and the city's evacuated as your relatives start to arrive. | I ignored the "against your parents wishes" bit, but here's what I got.
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The sirens rang out. That was par for the course. He could smell the smoke even before he could see the lazy spirals drifting upwards.
Luke laughed, eyes bright, as the first of his relatives began to arrive.
H... | My mother was checking if the lasagna was ready, when there was a knock on the door. I quickly went and opened the door. Standing in front of me was a tall, muscular figure. At first, I thought he had a cape on, but it was probably the sunset behind him blinding my sight.
It was dad.
"Hey kiddo!" He said, before he h... | 2020-08-04T00:16:39 | 2020-08-04T00:02:29 | 98 | 68 |
[WP] It was a strange thing to see the love letters I’d written her centuries ago now housed under glass in a museum. | "This is my favorite one. I only hope I find a love like that in my lifetime."
"They're very rare," I said. Looking towards the voice. She was an older woman, dressed in the muesem attire, I recognized her from the pamphlet as the curator of the exhibit.
"Have you ever felt a love like that?" She asked, staring thro... | I don't remember that one. Lurid feet? Is that what that says?
A little girl parked up beside me. She scanned them again, like decoding a puzzle. I stared anxiously.
"Phew."
Phew?
"I wouldn't give him a day in the sun." She turned to me. "Why doesn't he ask her out? Is he a puh-see?"
I winced. Must be Page One on ... | 2020-11-01T08:34:00 | 2020-11-01T07:58:48 | 24 | 15 |
[WP] Healing magic is considered a holy gift, yet it holds a dark secret. For every bit of healing used, some of the caster's life force is taken. How do they stay alive then? By taking it from their enemies. After all, healing and necromancy are two sides of the same coin. | "So, healer, necromancer, they are both just basically the same thing?"
"More or less, yes."
"They never told me that!"
"You aren't supposed to know until it's already too late to go back."
This was me and my pupil. I brushed my long ponytail aside, it's jet black aura shining in the moonlight. My new student s... | Maxwell McBride would be charitably described as a sycophant, and uncharitably as an obsequious human parasite to which one’s social immune system unfortunately lacked the necessary resistance. He had no real friends in the conventional sense; those who still remained closest to him were simply the objects of his most ... | 2020-12-05T20:04:33 | 2020-12-05T19:00:47 | 48 | 31 |
[WP] "Boss, it's been 15 minutes since he started having a flashback about his "challenges" and how much he loves his friends. Can't we just attack him already?" said the henchman. "No, no. We have standards." said the supervillain. | Common courtesy and standards.
You don't interrupt inner monologues, epiphanies and eurekas. Be it superhero or supervilain. It made the stories better for kids and schools and reduced internments in psych wards due to unfulfilled dreams or destinies or whatever.
20 minutes.
"Boss..."
"No."
The recknoning was abo... | The Rookie: “Sir, if I may, this whole situation seems a tad bit ridiculous. This whole community seems to just run on television logic.”
The Magnificent Bastard: “Are you complaining? We have been given special gifts which allow us to punch through buildings.”
The Magnificent Bastard smiled as he twirled his beard a... | 2021-05-21T00:16:46 | 2021-05-20T21:02:42 | 73 | 53 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | I’d been in line for hours. The regime had brutally destroyed the backbone of the resistance last week, and had set up these kangaroo courts to “process” the remaining prisoners.
It was all crap, anyway. They’d stolen the present and the future, and now they were all set to wipe out every remaining threat to their et... | You breathe. Slowly, softly, barely there. It's going to be your turn soon. Soon. Just one more in front of you.
"Garelea Ordenssen," the voice of the Judge calls, echoing through the cavernous waiting room full of intricately carved stone walls. The man in front of you takes a deep breath, displaying confidence.
Wi... | 2021-06-24T10:14:19 | 2021-06-24T08:08:07 | 5,663 | 22 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | "John Smithson," said the executioner, calling out the name of the identity that I had been using when I committed my crimes. "How would you like to die?"
"I wouldn't," I reply immediately, trying to buy myself another few moments to think.
"That is not an acceptable answer," says the executioner. "If you do not prov... | Ah well shit. There goes that plan. Think Bart think. You've got time to think
of an alternative. I guess this is why they don't let people witness the
executions. Think.
"The next on the docket is Bartholomew Wright, found guilty of 5 counts of
theft, 2 counts of arson and 6 counts of assault." The judge is reading o... | 2021-06-24T10:00:08 | 2021-06-24T04:09:04 | 1,590 | 158 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | I always thought I would die from being stabbed in the back by a dirty, dull knife. Some sort of poetic justice, if you will, at least regarding the stabbing. My knives were always sharp.
When they brought me to court, they told me that it was magic--out of the realms of a simpleton rogue like me. They waved a wand at... | "Unjustly" I said, as loudly and clearly as I could.
The presiding justice was an elderly man - probably in his late 80s, maybe even older. He blinked at me with steel grey eyes that despite his advanced age were as sharp and penetrating as any I had encountered.
"Unjustly." he replied, curtly. "Yes. You heard me co... | 2021-06-24T09:55:49 | 2021-06-24T07:50:17 | 803 | 457 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | I take a step forward. The line to the High Magister grows shorter by the moment as the people befor me are tried and executed on the spot befor the Grand Court of Wizards.
The reading of crimes is honestly the longest part, the crimes are listed for each of us and given a unanimous guilty verdict on the spot.
Cant sa... | Okay. It's okay. It's going to be okay. I know what I'm doing, I tell myself as I await my turn on the docket.
The man in front of me is pulled from his place in live and led roughly up the small staircase to the platform in front of the judge. "In accordance with statute 128.45 of the criminal code, as required, I mu... | 2021-06-24T10:08:14 | 2021-06-24T06:11:19 | 255 | 23 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | "HOW DO YOU WISH TO DIE?"
I had originally been banking on using old age as a loophole, but watching that other guy wither into an old man has proven it to be very much not viable. So here I am, I need an escape plan. Scratch that, it's impossible, what I need is a loophole.
"HOW DO YOU WISH TO DIE?"
I could try usi... | Ah well shit. There goes that plan. Think Bart think. You've got time to think
of an alternative. I guess this is why they don't let people witness the
executions. Think.
"The next on the docket is Bartholomew Wright, found guilty of 5 counts of
theft, 2 counts of arson and 6 counts of assault." The judge is reading o... | 2021-06-24T07:19:48 | 2021-06-24T04:09:04 | 236 | 158 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | "Death by Hubris!" I proclaim with a self satisfied smile.
"Hubris," the officiant responds, dryly. "That is your choice?"
"Exactly," I say, grinning at the old fool's expression. "Like in the tales. A hero is given a challenge, some trial to overcome. It's of course, not inherently impossible, but the hero fails and... | There went my master planof outsmarting the system.
Joey, my former impromptu partner-in-crime, laid in the room as his life slipped through his grasp, surrounded by hospital equipment.
Joey wheezed and coughed by old age, I was running out of breath as a knot started sinking in my gut. The room started getting hott... | 2021-06-24T11:15:28 | 2021-06-24T11:02:13 | 28 | 13 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | "Death by Hubris!" I proclaim with a self satisfied smile.
"Hubris," the officiant responds, dryly. "That is your choice?"
"Exactly," I say, grinning at the old fool's expression. "Like in the tales. A hero is given a challenge, some trial to overcome. It's of course, not inherently impossible, but the hero fails and... | "I would like to die of old age"
I froze, as those words resonated in my head, the realization that his nape would be the last I see of him quickly sinked in.
"*Why...?*" I murmured. Why would he do that? He's not that gullible as to think the Supreme Court of Wizardry would let him get away with that, he's the maste... | 2021-06-24T11:15:28 | 2021-06-24T09:19:00 | 28 | 12 |
[WP] A princess learns her parents arranged to have her cursed as a way to attract potential suitors for her. | *Let her be as the shadow. The murky depths at the edge of a good man’s eye. The darkness that shrouds the world. Let her be unseen, unknown, and unknowable. Let the black be her only friend.*
For Eliza Dunn, the worst part of it all was that she actually liked her curse, though from the outside it was easy to imagine... | “I’m still your daughter. Mom… dad, please look at me.”
I hated how I couldn’t wash that memory from my mind, even with the powerful magic I inherited from that day. What’s the point of being powerful if you still suffer from the same mental anguish as the rest of the mortals do? I rotated the skull of a deceased a... | 2021-07-27T07:41:13 | 2021-07-27T07:18:27 | 104 | 31 |
[WP] As a person goes through his life, he is given three options at the end of each day, continue, restart day, or restart life. He has just lived through the worst day of his life. | Joel sat on his bed, and immediately the screen popped up in front of him. "Restart day," he said. There was no hesitation, no waver in his voice. He sat back in the empty bed and waited to begin the worst day of his life.
At 7, his alarm went off. She rolled over and reached across him, as she did every morning, to ... | When you're asleep it's like a dream. A man walks up to you, it's usually a man. Smart shirt, smart shoes, terrible hair. Always the terrible hair.
I'll say hello, he says it back. He's asks the same three things every time. Continue? Restart? Reboot?
Now. I've told him not to offer me reboot. I don't like the fact ... | 2014-07-17T19:47:30 | 2014-07-17T19:07:07 | 68 | 11 |
[WP] The hero beats the villain by stooping even lower. | Professor Panic Cackled at the tied up Captain Chrono, "Now that I've finally defeated you, Nothing will be able to stop my plans!"
Chrono gasped, "Oh no! So you're going through with this?"
"Of Course! With my new army of undying robots, the forces of the world will be entirely at my mercy!" Professor Panic arched b... | I’m so sorry.
I hate myself for what I’m about to do.
I hate that I was pushed to do this but the world is full of villainous people and villainous lies and I’ve found that there is no way to defeat them. There is only the hope that my actions will soften the consequences on the innocent. There have been terrible terr... | 2014-12-04T15:55:49 | 2014-12-04T13:27:18 | 26 | 15 |
[WP] You live in a city full of people with powers (telekinesis, electro kinesis, sensors, etc) and everyone is ranked according to how powerful they but they can kill someone of higher rank and obtain their rank. You are rank #1 but no one knows what your power is
Edit: Thank you all so much for submitting your stori... | Everyone has these tags. These little buttons on their shirts with a number on it. Some in the hundreds, some in the thousands. Mine is number 1.
Pretty quickly people started to figure out that when someone else died, everyone with a lower number moved up. There wasn’t really much that this meant for the higher n... | Oh yes. I definitely remember, every single detail. He was wearing a red and silver striped tie, for example. How could I ever forget that day? I walked into his office as number 21,458. When I left, I had his number 1.
Quite a frenzy it set off, you know? At first, people didn't even know it was me. I remember the fi... | 2014-12-18T12:36:19 | 2014-12-18T11:07:40 | 2,259 | 300 |
[WP] You live in a city full of people with powers (telekinesis, electro kinesis, sensors, etc) and everyone is ranked according to how powerful they but they can kill someone of higher rank and obtain their rank. You are rank #1 but no one knows what your power is
Edit: Thank you all so much for submitting your stori... | Rank was never that important to me.
The others fought. Endlessly. For some reason, their numbers were more important to them than their humanity.
I started with the lowest rank, and I've never moved up. I've never killed a soul. But I'm #1 now, because the others are all dead.
I'm lonely. | It is nice to be king. Maybe it would be better if everyone wasn't trying to kill me, but things could be much worse. I have a nice apartment, a beautiful girlfriend, some good money, and really what more does a man need to be happy? I suppose love, but we are in love, and honestly, no one else thinks she is beautiful,... | 2014-12-18T15:23:06 | 2014-12-18T13:27:32 | 243 | 19 |
[WP] You live in a city full of people with powers (telekinesis, electro kinesis, sensors, etc) and everyone is ranked according to how powerful they but they can kill someone of higher rank and obtain their rank. You are rank #1 but no one knows what your power is
Edit: Thank you all so much for submitting your stori... | Rank was never that important to me.
The others fought. Endlessly. For some reason, their numbers were more important to them than their humanity.
I started with the lowest rank, and I've never moved up. I've never killed a soul. But I'm #1 now, because the others are all dead.
I'm lonely. | Hi, I'm going to tell my little story here rather quickly as I am rushed for time. Being #1 makes a lot of folks very interested in killing me, so I have to constantly remain on edge.
If there were no ranking systems, most people would assume that I have absolutely no powers. My power is a much more subtle one. But en... | 2014-12-18T15:23:06 | 2014-12-18T13:12:49 | 243 | 18 |
[WP] You live in a city full of people with powers (telekinesis, electro kinesis, sensors, etc) and everyone is ranked according to how powerful they but they can kill someone of higher rank and obtain their rank. You are rank #1 but no one knows what your power is
Edit: Thank you all so much for submitting your stori... | Am I the strongest? No, I wouldn't say so. I'm not quick, smart, tough. I'm nothing special. I don't have to be though, they do. They are too. All the people who got powers that you read in the comics. They were supers, meta humans they were calling themselves. I'm a meta I guess. The first time I used my power I got d... | It was actually quite a simple one. Any one of these people could defeat me. They just didn’t know it.
Erik had been after my title for years. Had it not been time manipulation, his massive ego could have been a power in itself. Time manipulation was truly unique in the sense that he was Kronos incarnate. Speeding up ... | 2014-12-18T15:24:09 | 2014-12-18T14:46:11 | 20 | 15 |
[WP] A peaceful alien race is besieged by another race in the same galaxy. As their last planets fall and their home-world comes under threat they do the unthinkable. They ask for aid from the only known creatures more brutal than their foes in exchange for FTL technology. Humans accept the deal. | Do you know what humans are? They are a small, bipedal creature trapped on a resource starved planet. Evolutionists would call this a typical case of a species made ruthless through internal competition. Not once in their entire existence had there been peace. Their 'civilization' began by throwing stones at 'Philistin... | We never thought it would come to this ...that they would make it to our final planet, our home. For years we fought out of protection, war was something that our race was not use to. It didn't make sense, why fight amongst your own flesh and blood when there are so many worse dangerous out there. Like that of the mek'... | 2014-12-26T12:10:42 | 2014-12-26T10:30:50 | 130 | 55 |
[WP] Governments all over the world cease every space program. Ten years later, a rebellious group is about to launch into space and they finds out why space programs ceased. | "3......2.......1......we have a liftoff repeat we have a liftoff"
That's what they used to say, some guy at Houston or whatever would say it every damn launch. It always seemed a bit weird to me, not sure why, but then again the whole concept of space travel is pretty weird. Weird and cool, that's why I decided to s... | "We made it."
Jason spoke to his team, firing the ship up as they filed in. He looked at the two of them, letting out a sigh.
"You look nervous, Tom," he said to the first. Tom's eyes planted upon his feet, sweat falling from his brow. "Just remember that we're doing the right thing." Tom looked up at him with a weak... | 2014-12-28T08:45:41 | 2014-12-28T05:49:39 | 323 | 98 |
[WP] Your roommate is literally the Devil. Surprisingly, he is the best roommate you ever had. | The last thing I remembered seeing were headlights and everything went black. When I woke up, everything was hot. It wasn't too bad, more like a dry heat. As my vision returned, all I could see were flames burning in every direction. It felt like a nightmare, but after you wake up and realize you were dreaming.
"H... | Charles opened up the fridge to grab some milk for his coffee. He bent over slightly to put his head into the fridge and then paused when his eyes landed on it. Wrapped neatly and with consideration with cling wrap there sat an entire goats leg on the middle shelf. Everything that had been on the shelf had been moved t... | 2016-03-10T10:20:39 | 2016-03-10T09:49:42 | 71 | 39 |
[WP] The orbit around Earth suddenly fills with thousands of alien ships. Turns out the moon has just been made a stop in a galactic game similar to Pokemon Go. | "Damn all these aliens."
"What, they did a lot of good for Earth."
"Like what, clog up the sky so we can't the stars from ships?"
"I was thinking more like how world peace was established. People found newer better religions. Cancer was cured. World hunger ended. Those kinds of things."
"Yeah but look at me. I'm st... | "Oh! Oh my! Hurry, check your screen! Check your screen!", shouted the Tiny Alien #1 to his alien buddy, Tiny Alien #2.
"What? What is it... OH! OH MY! IT'S A DRAGONITE!", he shouts back while he jumps for joy in a space chair made for midgets.
"YAY DRAGONITE!" they both yelled in unison as loud as their tiny ali... | 2016-07-23T23:57:02 | 2016-07-23T21:15:39 | 20 | 11 |
[WP] On everyone's 18th birthday at noon, one word appears in their skin, depicting their career or purpose in life. On your birthday you're staring at a clock showing 11:59am, family and friends gathered around for your reveal.
Path 1: Noon strikes, and you stare at your forearm intently. 12:01, still nothing appears... | First word PHYSIO was fairly easy to see. Perhaps a Greek name he wondered as the word THE appeared below it.
"Oh wow" he thought, its going to be a superhero like 'Conan the destroyer'.
"Please be magician.... please be Physio the magician" he said under his breath, as the last word appeared. 'RAPIST'.
"Rapist..... r... | The words flashed red, the letters engraving themselves into my skin. I read them again, still uncomprehending. What kind of purpose was *that?*
I tried to get up, to run away, to try make sense of things - but my father held me firmly down by the shoulder, squeezing it reassuringly.
"Son, your mother and I are very... | 2017-03-16T03:20:58 | 2017-03-15T17:51:32 | 427 | 256 |
[WP] On everyone's 18th birthday at noon, one word appears in their skin, depicting their career or purpose in life. On your birthday you're staring at a clock showing 11:59am, family and friends gathered around for your reveal.
Path 1: Noon strikes, and you stare at your forearm intently. 12:01, still nothing appears... | First word PHYSIO was fairly easy to see. Perhaps a Greek name he wondered as the word THE appeared below it.
"Oh wow" he thought, its going to be a superhero like 'Conan the destroyer'.
"Please be magician.... please be Physio the magician" he said under his breath, as the last word appeared. 'RAPIST'.
"Rapist..... r... | It was 11:59 and while the whole family gathered around, my mother was no where to be seen. I expected that she would have joined us. After all, she'd been there for my older sister's reveal, and my brother's reveal. But instead she was watering the garden while it rained steadily.
C'mon, mom, I know I'm not your fa... | 2017-03-16T03:20:58 | 2017-03-16T03:19:48 | 427 | 129 |
[WP] On everyone's 18th birthday at noon, one word appears in their skin, depicting their career or purpose in life. On your birthday you're staring at a clock showing 11:59am, family and friends gathered around for your reveal.
Path 1: Noon strikes, and you stare at your forearm intently. 12:01, still nothing appears... | We had a pretty decent society, everyone thought. At 12pm on your 18th birthday you would receive your Calling. One word. It appeared on your forearm. Either "Creator" or "User". So engineers, artists, programmers, architects, chefs etc were Creators. They created stuff for Users to use. Users used their creations a... | It was 11am and the party was in full swing, cousins and uncles, aunties and nephews had arrived from all around to take part in my Naming Day.
In big cities it would be a purely family affair, San Fran York was not one of those places and it seemed like the whole village had turned out at the town hall to celebrate th... | 2017-03-16T02:08:33 | 2017-03-16T00:05:48 | 188 | 91 |
[WP] On everyone's 18th birthday at noon, one word appears in their skin, depicting their career or purpose in life. On your birthday you're staring at a clock showing 11:59am, family and friends gathered around for your reveal.
Path 1: Noon strikes, and you stare at your forearm intently. 12:01, still nothing appears... | *11:59 PM*
My family gathered around me, silently waiting. We were all eagerly anticipating the Choosing, a lame name for a cool time.
*12:00 PM*
My mother smiled at me. She grabbed my arm and looked as the word as it appeared.
"What is it?" a chorus of family members asked.
She frowned. I took my arm back and too... | "Hey Elena, your birthday's next week right?"
"Yeah, Jason."
"So do you think it will happen?"
"I don't know. My dad's got a number like most everyone else but my mom has a number and a letter. We might be getting closer to figuring out what the birthday messages mean."
"My dad doesn't think they mean anything."
"I sor... | 2017-03-16T02:03:50 | 2017-03-15T22:51:26 | 71 | 39 |
[WP] You, a young scientist have discovered time travel. You think it would be a great idea to go to medieval times, share your knowledge and become king. On your first visit, you meet a king and he introduces himself with a polite fist bump and greets, "bro you discovered time travelling too?!" | "...Bro?"
Leonard stood at the base of the platform, arms crossed in frustration. He couldn't believe it. This sappy-looking, scrawny twit of a teenager had discovered what had taken him years - *years* - to figure out on his own. He had dedicated his entire life looking for a loophole in time travel, to get around t... | "Be ye wizard or God of old?"
I stared blankly, looking into the face of a toothless, wizened hag, whose clothes hung off her frame in a ragged, baggy fashion. She stood with one arm out, placing her thin body between myself and a small toddler barely over the age of three.
"I," I began in a loud, booming voice. "A... | 2017-04-26T21:08:06 | 2017-04-26T20:26:09 | 973 | 166 |
[WP] Humans never figured out how to travel faster than light, but immortality was not that hard after all. As a consequence, space travel is possible, but very boring. | Most people sleep soundly during cryo-stasis. They board the shuttle, the shuttle blasts off, then after they've gotten their magnificent last look at Sagan's pale blue dot into the cryo-pods they go for the decades-to-centuries long journey through the stars to whatever planet their bound for. There are a handful of p... | "Unknown species send out probes all the time. That's gotta be what it is." Jim said with shaky confidence. *It could also be a planetary warhead* he thought, but he didn't see the point in mentioning that. Either way, this was not the ideal start to his barbeque.
The shuttle had landed right in the pool, and leg ext... | 2017-08-15T08:50:47 | 2017-08-15T06:56:06 | 36 | 12 |
[WP] Following World War III, all the nations of the world agree to 50 years of strict isolation from one another in order to prevent additional conflicts. 50 years later, the United States comes out of exile, only to learn that no one else went into isolation.
People!
A few things:
1. Found the prompt on Pinteres... | They said they wanted peace. They said they wanted to avoid a future where humanity wiped itself out. They said a lot of things. And then they said no more.
For fifty years we waited. We followed the treaty down to the letter, even refusing to contact our northern and southern neighbors. For fifty years we waited, as ... | 50 long years. Thomas rolled out of his bunk. Today was the day America was going to join the rest of the world. He was excited, but a little afraid. As an American, it had been schooled into him that what had happened 51 years prior was one of the largest wars known, World War III, and that America had been the first ... | 2022-09-12T17:39:07 | 2018-01-18T00:43:07 | 579 | 139 |
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