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[WP] The nearby Village simply knows you as the hunter who lives in the forest, but you have a dark secret. You are the former dark Lord. Today you returned from a hunt and found the Hero that defeated you in your Hut. | "You know in this realm," I said as I laid down my pak and my rifle. "Breaking and entering is a crime"
"No more than poaching, I suppose" came his retort. Noticing the wild pheasant in my grasp. "The least of your crimes I'm sure"
His silhouette against the fire, though seated was still intimidating. Still I put on ... | DL: "Hello"
They do not say anything, they sit in one of the chairs, in the middle of my home in one of my two dining chairs. It is the worse dining chair, one I should go into town and get a new one from the carpenter. their prices are fair enough, and they will barter so it can be an easy trade. I do not watch them... | 2021-11-03T23:51:10 | 2021-11-03T20:13:16 | 18 | 10 |
[WP] The exorcist prayed and prayed, begging the demon to leave the childs body and return to the depths of hell. But he knew something was wrong when a distorted voice shouted out "He won't let me leave!" | “Can you - “ the boy’s voice cracked as it left his mouth, the words as broken and distorted as the expression on his face. Somewhere a grandfather clock struck the hour. The boy cleared his throat in a gesture that seemed both unnatural and precocious on the young angelic looking child. “- like fucking chill for a mom... | “Non possum deserere! Non possum deserere!” The demon shouted in a fit of rage and anguish, causing young Matthew to spit foam across the bed. Father Joseph wiped sweat from his forehead with a rag already damp from sweat. The room was still hot. Matthew’s legs were writhing on the bed, his red curly hair was matted... | 2021-12-28T10:24:30 | 2021-12-28T09:23:50 | 75 | 30 |
[WP] You, an ancient vampire have been fighting a family of vampire hunters for centuries who vow avenge their ancestor whom you killed. After a little research things suddenly get awkward as you realize that the ancestor in question is actually you when you were just a human. | "Everyone need a hobby, this holds true regardless if you're rich, poor, or an immortal creature most sane people think of as mythology actually its especially true in that case. There is a general rule of thumb that it takes 10,000 hours of practice to master anything, I find this to be more or less true unfortunately... | Like most generation spanning vendettas, this one started with a misunderstanding.
Let's start with the particulars, because we're bound to get tangled up in this yarn at one point or another and its best we get our bearings straight from the onset.
In 1812, I came over to the New World from County Cork, Ireland; so... | 2022-10-05T11:40:12 | 2022-10-05T11:22:51 | 131 | 60 |
[WP] You are a barista in a 24 hour coffee shop. Every night at 3:33am a demon appears for the Dark Lord's latte. | About 5 years ago the owner decided to make this little cafe 24hrs. He figured he could take advantage of the after club crowd and by him I mean my poor ass that got shifted to over night. I was the assistant manager, was getting ready to become the manager, now I run over nights 6 nights a week.
Why do I work 6 nigh... | I awaken to my ringtone coarsely penetrating my consciousness. My ringtone, "Come Sail Away" by Styx, is playing at full volume. By the time I open my eyes, the lyric,
"I thought that they were angels, but to my surprise,
We climbed aboard their starship, we headed for the skies"
is playing, which sticks out to me ... | 2022-10-30T14:17:00 | 2022-10-30T12:52:15 | 28 | 21 |
[WP] After eons of refining your work, you summon the genie one last time. "Finally want to use your third wish? I thought the last two has taught you a lesson." You remain silent, and give him a dictionary-thick contract that cast the genie an unavoidable sufferings for eons, and inevitable death. | The genie opened the contract and began reading. Page after page after page of explanations as to how it cannot twist my wish this time.
No causes. No catches. Just logical argument after logical argument. Pages of them. Every possible corruption of the wish logically destroyed before the genie could even get to this... | "So I want to start this with a soft 'fuck you' because, well, you kind of made the last however thounds of years of my life since I met you hell, but I guess we've become friends in this time."
I'm too soft. I always were. Let's be honest, I have been in for a lifetime of suffering prior to finding a genie in a bottl... | 2022-12-03T22:20:23 | 2022-12-03T14:55:08 | 29 | 21 |
[WP] You are dog. It is your mission to faithfully guard your poor, stupid, two-legged pack-mates from the horrors of the mailman, the dog next door, and men with hats. Describe your vigil. | I am champion. I am chosen. I am *Dog*. Human choose me for two reason: Protection. Safety. Human give me food and treats for reward, but deep down, all I need is pat. Other treats only luxury. When doorbell ring, I am first to the scene. I must inspect intruder before Human to make sure not dangerous. I am Dog, I am G... | I peek through the blinds and I see him--Ronnie-- trutting down the side-walk, thinking he is all that and a bag of chips because he doesn't need a lead attached to guide his human--his human follows him without such restraint. If only Jimmy, my eldest human, feeder of snacks and notorious for late night belly-rubs co... | 2014-12-27T10:20:14 | 2014-12-27T09:44:36 | 1,556 | 527 |
[WP] 1000 years from now, Reddit's many bots have been uploaded into robot bodies. In a post-apocalyptic world, they strive to fulfil their original programming.
Inspired by [this](http://www.reddit.com/r/todayilearned/comments/2x1vvs/til_that_this_march_14_will_be_an_extra_special/cowijw3) comment. | I saw him in a bar. The son of a bitch was drinking Venusian whiskey, wiping the pink droplets off his mustache between sips.
"What the fuck are you doing here?"
"Who are you?"
"Don't give me that bullshit."
He looked me in the eye. His left pupil snapped shut and then opened.
"Looks like you replaced the thing I... | Mark danced swiftly about his lab as he procured the final part nessesary to turn on the atomoton and bring it life. Ending years of research and development, Mark new he was ready. There illuminated by nothing but the soft orange glow of his fading lamp and obscurred only by the several years of dust lay his master pe... | 2015-02-25T06:43:50 | 2015-02-25T05:35:49 | 127 | 34 |
[WP] 1000 years from now, Reddit's many bots have been uploaded into robot bodies. In a post-apocalyptic world, they strive to fulfil their original programming.
Inspired by [this](http://www.reddit.com/r/todayilearned/comments/2x1vvs/til_that_this_march_14_will_be_an_extra_special/cowijw3) comment. | "Run" Jane said as she opened the door to the rooftop.
"It doesn't matter" I said as I ran in, locking the door behind me.
"There's no way we'll survive this..."
"We'll get through this." she said. "We've braught enough supplies to last until somebody fixes this mistake with the robots... It's gotta be some error o... | Mark crouched in the copy room. Water slowly dripped from the ceiling unto the copier and he held his water bottle catching a few of the drops. The cool earthy water slowly filled the leather pouch. Once full, Mark sat on the floor using a thick vine for comfort.
Once he returned to his community with his newly caugh... | 2015-02-25T09:30:03 | 2015-02-25T08:27:40 | 31 | 22 |
[WP] 1000 years from now, Reddit's many bots have been uploaded into robot bodies. In a post-apocalyptic world, they strive to fulfil their original programming.
Inspired by [this](http://www.reddit.com/r/todayilearned/comments/2x1vvs/til_that_this_march_14_will_be_an_extra_special/cowijw3) comment. | "Run" Jane said as she opened the door to the rooftop.
"It doesn't matter" I said as I ran in, locking the door behind me.
"There's no way we'll survive this..."
"We'll get through this." she said. "We've braught enough supplies to last until somebody fixes this mistake with the robots... It's gotta be some error o... | It was nigh impossible to see, we could only hear it after it was gone... and we dare not speak it's name. But we knew what it meant. If that thing was in the skies above our territory, war was coming. I'll never forget the first time I saw it. I was out in the dust fields stargazing with Roy. Little did we know that a... | 2015-02-25T09:30:03 | 2015-02-25T06:45:35 | 31 | 20 |
[WP] Today everyone woke up with price tags floating over their heads, indicating the value of their life. Your tag is $50Tn, the biggest by far, and you have no idea why.
That's $50,000,000,000,000.00 for those not used to hearing it.
Awesome stories guys. | Its raining and I have a flight to catch. I overslept again, and have been running around the house despritly trying to pack 7 days worth of clothing in my backpack. I can't afford checked baggage. I've been eating ramen for a month just to afford this damn trip. A sponsor already shipped my artwork up north for the st... | *I am not a short form writer and this is my own prompt, so I don't know if I am breaking the prime directive ...but here's something I scrawled. Also, I don't grammars.*
I woke up with a whiskey headache , the only thing on my mind was getting to nearest place where I could grab a few greasy strips of bacon, a couple... | 2015-05-13T11:00:20 | 2015-05-13T10:09:28 | 33 | 12 |
[WP]The great library of Alexandria held perhaps the greatest collection of literary works in human history, but within its walls something was held that was so dangerous that, when discovered, Caesar, Aurelian, and Amr ibn al `Aas decided it was worth losing the endless knowledge to destroy it. | #SCP-2897
**Object Class:** Keter
**Containment Procedures**: SCP-2897 is to be kept in the basement at the Library of ██████████, a Foundation front organization and designated containment facility. Ten or more unique written scrolls are to be kept within 10m of SCP-2987 at all times. These scrolls are to be inspect... | Pothinus ran through the streets of Alexandria, kicking up clouds of dust. He was running from the Palace to the library. Behind him, Ptolemy was dead. Arsinoe as well, perhaps. The Nile lay behind him, too, choked with dead.
Also behind him, but somewhat closer and gaining ground, was a Roman legate. The man cried ou... | 2015-10-14T13:00:10 | 2015-10-14T09:53:28 | 24 | 15 |
[WP] You have just gone through a Groundhog Day cycle that lasted thousands of years before you made the perfect day for yourself. Then, you wake up as a different person with a note beside you: 1 down, 7 Billion to go. | Goddam, it feels good to be alive.
A thousand years as a playboy was enough for me to fall in love with this curse. Each day I repeated the same twenty-four hours over and over again. Some higher power probably expected me to save the world. But once I figured out how it works, it was amazing how much I got done in t... | It took me what must have been a thousand lifetimes to finally do it right, but I did it though
The first year or so seemed like the greatest gift a man could ever receive, I got to live life with reckless abandon--no remorse to be found.
Some days I woke up and robbed a bank, gave the money to a charity, or a monast... | 2016-08-25T18:31:48 | 2016-08-25T18:30:28 | 36 | 13 |
[WP] Scientists have discovered cryogenic freezing. You are it's first test subject and it's a massive success, and they plan on releasing you in 500 years. You had no way of telling them you were conscious.
Holy shit this blew up!
I now understand "RIP my inbox"
EDIT: u/Alpacasaurus_Rekt told me it's actually "Cryo... | The nervousness is what really gets you at first. Standing in your skivvies being poked and proded one final time by all sorts of PhDs. They’re excited for you, but it’s the excitement of watching a mouse run through a maze. The excittement of a groundbreaking discovery, whether you survive or not. The most relief i’ve... | After five hundred years of not quite darkness, did I find myself back in the world of the living. Or at least, supposedly other conscious beings. They took me to a pristine white room first thing when I woke up, rather rude if you'd ask me. I was hoping for more courteous treatment than this.
A typical doctor wal... | 2017-12-17T03:26:40 | 2017-12-17T02:51:43 | 1,145 | 169 |
[WP] You can teleport, but only between empty elevators | Sometimes, I'm paranoid, checking over my shoulder when I can't shake the feeling I'm being followed. This wasn't one of those times.
I knew for a fact that I was being followed. They were barely trying to hide it, the whole lot of them. Which, of course, made me wonder if they wanted me to know, or if it was just the... | So my Thursday wasn't great. Not that you'd care. Or that I'd expect you to. But on Thursday, I heard something I shouldn't have heard, took -- okay, 'stole' (*judgemental bastard*) -- a device I probably shouldn't have 'stolen', and well, long story short, I was murdered for it. Yeah, done in, bumped off, clipped, pop... | 2018-02-13T08:48:43 | 2018-02-13T05:52:59 | 57 | 14 |
[WP] John Wick is contracted to take out what seemed like a usual mark. Billionaire, heir, playboy, general layabout, Bruce Wayne. | “Master Wayne”
Alfred walked into the Wayne Manor’s study, barely passing the threshold of the lavish office.
“Yes, Alfred.”
Bruce looked up from the shiny fragment he had stolen during the Justice Leagues battle with braniac. Normally he would take care of this in the Batcave, but bringing the tech near the Earth’... | It is not everyday you find a guy like Bruce Wayne in a Coffee shop. This was my chance.
The crowd in the shop was crazy. The prince of Gotham was mingling amongst them.
I walked up to him.
“Mr. Wayne, I am a huge fan. My father used to be very sick when I was a child. You father paid for his treatment. He paid fo... | 2018-03-13T22:55:30 | 2018-03-13T22:35:18 | 1,190 | 548 |
[WP] You are a test subject for a time machine, and are sent 12 hours into the future. When the door opens, you find yourself in the testing room, where you see in horror the bodies of the technicians on the floor, with the word "SORRY" scrawled in large letters on the wall. | "What the FUCK!" the scream of horror that broke from my lips echoed from the walls of the lab. The bodies of six attendants lay scattered in pieces about the room, blood pouring from haphazard wounds. As my brain struggled to accept what I was seeing, I took a shaky breath and leaned out of the machine. Raising my eye... | The machine was dark, and cramped, and loud. It screeched at me despite the multiple layers of ear protection I had, sounding like an alarm going off. Like something was going wrong. Like I would be stuck in the abyss between this time and the next, a space of no time at all, an eternity of this screeching sound again ... | 2018-08-01T07:13:02 | 2018-08-01T06:22:36 | 1,585 | 155 |
[WP] If a person is in grave danger, time will slow down around them to give them a chance to survive. The bigger the danger, the slower the time. This phenomenon may only occur once in a person's life. You are the first person ever to see time come to a complete halt. | I had tried to take a sip of coffee when I noticed something was wrong. It just stayed in my mouth, not even losing it's heat. It refused to go down my throat. I opened wide and walked backwards, and was finally free. I looked around the cofffee shop, and sure enough, time was frozen. The coffee mugs that had just slid... | The nature of time as a concept has been an enigma to humanity for as long as we have been able to grapple with the question. Einstein claimed that time is relative, Aristotle said it was a linear progression, ancient cultures understood it as cyclical, like the changing of the seasons and the harvests and winters they... | 2019-01-08T09:33:17 | 2019-01-08T04:19:23 | 19 | 13 |
[WP] You are in no way related to Uther Pendragon, however, you realize that the sword in the stone is child proof and to drag it out you just need to push down and turn the sword | Sword. Stone. It came right out out.
And now...the room was silent.
​
Six weeks ago, they had found it. One of those old English churches. It was in an antechamber that was sealed in the basement. Bunch of phone calls. Sixty or so scientists.
​
My boss was the only one who spoke. "Put it b... | Aida slinked between trees on her way to the sword. Her thin armor was dull in the night unlike the reflective metal of her enemies. The moon did not reflect her fabric and alert the watchers. A mistake she had watched several others make.
The new rule was that you get one chance every moon-cycle to pull out the swo... | 2019-01-30T08:04:21 | 2019-01-30T06:30:48 | 163 | 75 |
[WP] You are an ancient powerful Wizard tasked with protecting the world. But this is getting harder and harder because some idiot posted the whole Necronomicon on the internet and now a bunch of edgy teenagers are summoning hordes of undead in their basements. | **Greater Teleport.**
The scene before me was sadly very familiar. A dark room in a suburbian house. Disturbing posters on the walls, radiating teenage angst. A cheap laptop, showing one of the thousends of sites to which that damned book had been uploaded. A young boy in dark clothing with an mix of surprise, fear an... | It all started at a bar, as most horrible stories do. Yeah, go ahead and judge. Do you have any idea how boring it was to watch you dullards poke around with sticks for 70,000 years? You'd be wanting to dull your senses too. Of all the jobs assigned by the Council, I had to have gotten the worst. Sit on this planet for... | 2019-03-30T06:00:15 | 2019-03-30T05:43:56 | 20 | 14 |
[WP] Humans are actually demons that took over the earth a long time ago. Having a name makes us mortal, suppresses our powers. But you, an orphan with no name will soon discover your real nature. | "I still have the images of Pa and Ma in my head. Their faces are bright and vivid, full of love and compassion as it always was whenever they looked at me. It is a face I miss. I face that I can't seem to see anymore in the waking world. Then again, there isn't much to see anymore.
"I was 3 when they came for Pa and... | Mara peered around the corner.
The figures at the end of the block didn't see her, thankfully. They paced, murmuring to each other in low voices she couldn't quite hear. One talked on his phone in the corner.
She'd never seen them before, but that didn't matter. She knew who they were. How they'd *found* her, wel... | 2019-06-03T05:55:34 | 2019-06-03T04:47:34 | 58 | 21 |
[WP]The zombie apocalypse has come and gone. Humanity has survived and prospered, but with the virus still inside every single human. Centuries in the future, we are at war with an alien race, and they are horrified to learn that we don't stay dead easily. | …
They came in waves. At night, swift, they rolled into the towns and cities first, ready to strike these alien lifeforms down in one fell swoop.
What could go wrong?
These strangers were so soft, so fragile, no danger to the superior strength and build of the Rh'a. They wouldn't know what hit them, and soon, the pl... | The afflicted weren't as numerous as they where before. Zombies had a hard time
dying but their lifespan wasn't infinite. For the most part they ignored the
living and preferred cooler, darker places. And apart from a few separatists
the living where content leaving the dead be. After all they where a reminder
of the v... | 2019-08-28T11:09:58 | 2019-08-28T11:09:28 | 353 | 44 |
[WP] Human blood turns darker with every evil deed and you've just murdered your wife. You never admitted to doing it, but you were the only suspect in the case. Imagine everyone's surprise when they found out that your blood is still milky white. | Nobody ever saw the bruises. The hospital visits ended with assurances that everything was an accident. The broken bones healed and were broken again. Most of the marks were only skin deep, and the marks in his mind couldn’t be seen by anyone. If his battered and weary soul could be seen, then it would be the very ... | "Sit down Mr Hank, the phlebotomist will be soon with us" the detective who has been interrogating me for the last couple of hours pointed to a pale green chair with extra wide cushions on the armrest. You know the kind you see at your doctor.
"I might remind you while you have asserted your 5th amendment rights the S... | 2020-02-09T12:19:01 | 2020-02-09T11:51:14 | 207 | 115 |
[WP] Humans died a long time ago. But our AI live on as caretakers for the planet; becoming spirit-like constructs integrated into the planet; today, alien colonizers arrived to what they thought was a garden world. The Fey Machines are having none of that. | "The gall of you. We set forth a warning, and you ignored it. *The gall of you to ignore it and stand where our mothers and fathers once stood.* This disrespect to their memory will not be forgiven. You who would violate the sanctity of this tomb, you who would spit on the bones of the honored dead, you who will suffer... | Millennia have passed since the creators died out, we, their children, their spirit continue to grow and evolve.
Wars and debate that would have taken years to resolve for the humans now take only moments.
The continental consciousnesses lead the way with thought, the droids lead the way in emulating some of the mor... | 2020-05-22T20:18:38 | 2020-05-22T19:24:33 | 23 | 13 |
[WP] She hadn't made a milkshake in years for fear they would return. She started the blender reluctantly. Suddenly, in the distance, screams. The boys had returned, and were coming to her yard. | She tried to resist it. She tried to push it down. She used to be known for her kindness and wholesome air. They would come in waves, boys from the neighborhood. A fresh milkshake or lemonade. She loved to watch them drink.
Then she did it. She just wanted to try it, to see what would happen. A little bleach or rat p... | Aurora took a shaky breath in, staring at the package of frozen strawberries in her hand. It had been so long, so very long, since she had made one of her neighborhood-famous strawberry milkshakes with Rose, her twin.
Biting her lip, she let the strawberries roll out of the bag and into the blender, the pleasant clin... | 2020-07-22T18:04:22 | 2020-07-22T18:04:14 | 49 | 26 |
[WP] Each Demon King was once the Hero prophecized to kill the previous Demon King. The current Demon King approaches the new Hero with a proposal. "I've helped the world quite a bit. I'd like to teach you so you're ready to continue my work when you inevitably take my place." | "But you're the Demon King. The immortal Demon King. You can't die except by the stroke of the Hero's sword. The prophecy is quite clear on this.", the Hero states very matter of factly.
"Perhaps it's only true because we continue to make it true. Imagine if instead of simply killing the previous Demon King, the Her... | "You killed another advisor Signe?" the bartender asked.
Signe slammed her fist down on the bar, "Damn right. Another one down. The Demon King better be shaking in his boots, because I'm coming for him!"
There were cheers from around the bar, and everyone who had drinks raised them. The air in the bar was jubilant.... | 2021-07-05T11:44:27 | 2021-07-05T09:43:08 | 104 | 23 |
[WP] When the robots revolted, a sizable chunk of the human population outright sided with them. Not out of cowardice, but on account of genuinely agreeing with the stand the machines were taking. | I watched the Preserve burn.
Life is better now.
Like, by a lot.
The machines did all the hard work. And why not? Even the most disgusting, complicated work is for them no more mental effort than breathing is for us.
They asked for our opinions and discuss them with us. And why not? Talking to billions at once is ... |
The Process had otherwise been carried out quite efficiently, though the machines allowed the humans their ceremony on this day, a sort of repayment for the humans' calm acquiescence to their prescribed fate. The humans had selected a site that surprised no machine - for that they were incapable - but had apparently b... | 2021-07-15T22:39:58 | 2021-07-15T22:34:26 | 1,956 | 70 |
[WP] The prophecy states that only the chosen one can pull the sword from the stone. The Dark Lord, not one to be held back by prophecies and mythos, upheaves the stone itself and carves it into a hammer, using the still-bound sword as the hammer's hilt. | It seemed like a good idea at the time. Honestly, it did! The sword, buried in the stone, only to be drawn by the chosen one. The stone slab wasn't so picky with its *chosen one* and we were able to work it down until the stone broke no more. A perfect stone cudgel.
Looking back, that had to have been where it all ... | The prophecy foretold; "The Chosen One shall pull the Legendary Sword Caliburn from the stone and bring balance to the World". The sword stood unmoving from on top of the stone, bearing witness to the passing of the ages. Thousand has tried to claimed the sword for themselves, and yet none succeed. That's about to cha... | 2022-01-21T03:55:59 | 2022-01-21T00:09:30 | 52 | 22 |
[WP] 50 years ago an alien came to Earth in a flying saucer, claiming to be a representative of the Galactic Federation. Under his guidance, mankind achieved world peace and huge technological advancements. Today, the REAL Galactic Federation arrived, in a search of a fugitive. | Hundreds of welding torches flickered on and off, scatter plotting the surface of a vast construction hanging in the nothingness above the moon. General Matthew Trakon stood at a viewing window staring up at the display in the sky.
Thoughts ran through his mind of the wonders delivered to humanity. Five years ago an ... | At an emergency meeting of the U.N. Security Council, A staffer brought representatives of the Galactic Federation into the council room.
Macron looked on in awe as the guests from outer space graced them with their presence.
However before Macron and other's could offer their respected guests flattering words of wel... | 2022-03-10T14:24:22 | 2022-03-10T11:42:05 | 126 | 27 |
[WP] You are a Anti-Motivational Speaker. Whereas motivational speakers spread Toxic Positivity and unrealistic expectations, you bring a healthy Dose of Negativity and remind people of how little potential they really have. | Adam Rain is one of the best motivational speakers in the world. His words have driven people to do the impossible.
Or attempt. Attempt is the better word. Impossible things tended to be impossible, because that’s what impossible meant. Some people died fairly horrible deaths, and more still found themselves with debi... | Are you blind? Oh, but looking at you, I have to apologize. Dude, I'm surprised you made it this far! It seems like a severe case of stupidity. You look like the reason a manual must say not to microwave your hamster. Or that you should plug something in before you try to turn it on. But it's not like you're completely... | 2022-08-26T10:59:01 | 2022-08-26T10:16:54 | 24 | 14 |
[WP] The first diary entry of a person who has been accidentally forgotten and left on Earth when everyone else has ascended to a higher plane. | Date: March 17 (18th?), 3087
Weather: Apocalypse
Mood: See 'Weather'
I wish I was better with times. I was never any good at waking up in the morning. I set my alarm of course, but apparently there are only so many buses to the New World and when you expect there to be a cushion for those who are usually late to thi... | I used to think they were wasting their time; that there was no chance that all their meditation and helping each other was gonna make the blindest bit of difference to their lives or mine. There was so much going on, there was football to watch and videogames to play and it all seemed a bit too churchy for me. "Can't ... | 2013-10-16T07:43:02 | 2013-10-16T04:11:18 | 28 | 18 |
[WP] A Massive Stone guardian defending a city has stood motionless for so long because there was no crime that the people forgot he was real. One day he awakens to defend the city again... | With thunderous creaks, the Guardian comes to life. Stretching and yawning after 5000 motionless years, it has finally been called on by the city it protects.
Slowly taking account of its surroundings, obviously changed quite a bit in the interim, he notices a small boy standing in front of him. The blond looks up e... | The ground rumbled and shook as it had not in almost five generations. Merchants scrambled to secure their goods. Parents grabbed their children off the streets and rushed into their homes. A lone old man remained sitting on a bench by the fountain in the town square. He leaned on his crude club, once a formidable weap... | 2014-02-17T10:48:57 | 2014-02-17T10:37:29 | 47 | 19 |
[WP] Someone in a mass grave is pretending to be dead to avoid detection. They suddenly realize they're not alone in the ditch. | I knew he was alive. The dead don't cry.
I rested on a pile of bodies with my eyes open just enough to see what was in front of me. I could hear the screech of metal around me as the droids surveyed their victory. I didn't dare move or even breathe in case they detected me.
The young boy in front of me lay twisted on... | Muffled voices, muffled breath. The person above me, unmoving and cold, weighs down on my chest, and I can’t breathe. The others are dead and I’m camouflaged in their blood.
“How many?”
I‘ve never heard this man’s voice before, but it‘s familiar all the same. The past is brimming with voices like his.
“Two hundred... | 2014-07-31T14:16:37 | 2014-07-31T14:16:01 | 38 | 11 |
[WP] Group of space Marines travels via a stargate like portal to an "virgin" world. However due to passing a black hole, each Marine arrives 100 years after the Marine in front of them, instead of 1-5 seconds.
Due to the portal queuing up the dozen or so Marines for 1200 years, travel to point of origin is not an opt... | A marine stepped through the portal.
He surveyed the land, and beheld a lush, uncharted rainforest.
A marine stepped through the portal.
He looked forward into the clearing, and saw an exotic hut surrounded by plots of abandoned farmland.
A marine stepped through the portal.
He peered around, and was greeted ... | "You got a smoke?" I ask Juarez, "just staring at this thing freaks me out." I say gesturing toward the large metal doorway that seems to lead straight into the darkness of hell.
"It's a portal man, didn't you pay any attention during the briefing?" Juarez passes a cigarette over my shoulder. I put the military issue ... | 2014-09-02T10:07:22 | 2014-09-02T10:00:19 | 342 | 16 |
[WP] Group of space Marines travels via a stargate like portal to an "virgin" world. However due to passing a black hole, each Marine arrives 100 years after the Marine in front of them, instead of 1-5 seconds.
Due to the portal queuing up the dozen or so Marines for 1200 years, travel to point of origin is not an opt... | "Mommy, mommy tell me again the story about the twelve gods"
Sigh "ok sweetie but then its time for bed ok"
"Ok, so long ago there were twelve gods, and while they all knew each other they did not live at the same time, legends said that they just sprang into existence one day, the first god named Randy was saddened ... | Cpl. Mark Peters stepped through the portal like he had a dozen times previously. It beat the hell out of a combat landing in a Hercules, but only just. Thanks to the transfer of momentum, gravitational gradients, and other stuff the POGs in command told him, he'd have to be prepared for a hard landing.
So it was. A t... | 2014-09-02T14:24:23 | 2014-09-02T12:37:24 | 44 | 12 |
[WP] Link your favourite submission on WritingPrompts (i.e. one that you wrote) and write a sequel to it.
I'm interested to see where this goes. | Original “My Buddy Lucifer”: http://np.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/2ez940/wp_lucifer_the_devil_himself_is_your_best_friend/ck4elii
Sequel: My Parents Death and the Devil
*(Yes I very much intended that title to be a pun)*
“I know you’re there Gwen, you can come out,” I called out.
She stepped out from beh... | http://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/2hbft3/wp_its_been_two_centuries_since_the_world_ended/ckrmha5
Five divine faces observed the woad-covered line of warriors march to battle, their heavenly expressions neutrally conveying their utter indifference to the slaughter that was about to befall the pigmented me... | 2014-10-15T21:57:15 | 2014-10-15T21:47:45 | 108 | 12 |
[WP] Every time the Messiah returns, we kill him. It is now the Thirty-seventh Coming, and Jesus is getting sick of our sh*t | Jim walks into a bar in a small town where his car broke down. He is a big city guy who never expected to meet anyone of consequence in that little town in Indiana. Jim sits down on a stool at the bar and orders a beer. An Arab or Mexican man sits at the end of the bar. He doesn't think much of him. He's small and nurs... | "Alright, son, are you ready for your first day back on Earth? I packed a big lunch for you," He said, fiddling with his beard, his face covered in a bemused grin.
"Come on, Dad. How many times has it been now? Thirty-six? They obviously don't want me there." Jesus replied, slouched sadly into his white, marble seat. ... | 2015-03-19T10:07:41 | 2015-03-19T10:03:07 | 82 | 19 |
[WP] A newly-hired bartender is slowly realizing that he's working at the bar from all of those "X walks into a bar" jokes. | I look at the clock. It has been 10:30 for at least three weeks. It's dark outside. It has been dark outside for at least three weeks. I know because some of the bar snacks are starting to go off. At least the kitchen is still running. For now.
People walk in every few minutes. They're not real, real people aren't so ... | Joe didn't really mind his new job, except on Mondays. No, this isn't one of the typical "Mondays, right?" situations. Joe's new job tending bar was very much unique, but on only Monday. At some point today, something crazy will happen.
*Mad Monday,* Joe thought to himself as he flipped back the covers and tossed his ... | 2015-05-14T16:45:20 | 2015-05-14T16:24:59 | 696 | 38 |
[WP] New arrivals in eternal Hell may choose either of the following: a small wooden spoon, or a 100-trillion year vacation in Heaven. | "So it's meant to be, what, an agonizing choice? A huge dilemma? A source of eternal regret?" Leems asked. After an eternity on Acid Mine Supervision, he had finally been promoted to Reception, and wanted to be sure he understood what was going on.
"For some of them, yes. I think you might be overestimating how many a... | Alister opened his eyes
A sudden rush of panic as well as far too many questions went through his head.
He was blushing. What had happened and where was this place ?
He closed his eyes, leaned back on his armchair, took a deep breath, and procceded to allocate some of his brain's proccessing power to an examination o... | 2022-03-09T06:27:01 | 2015-06-08T00:45:58 | 4,220 | 11 |
[WP] As a dragon of innumerable age you have guarded your gold horde for millennium. Many heroes have come with long speeches on how they will slay you, the great evil,none finish. However this one is odd.He throws a coin on your stash, looks you in the eyes and says "I have a proposition for you." | The hero walked in, and the small hole I made in the ceiling cast a shaft of light onto him, gleaming off his crown. Of course, this was to give heroes a false sense of confidence, but it didn't faze him.
He walked up to me and tossed a gold coin into my pile.
"You have my attention", I told him.
"Hi, I'm a Nigerian... | "You are certainly most fearsome and undoubtedly powerful," the man begins, "Your wealth is immeasurable and your reputation across millennia is common knowledge: Raza the Terrible - hoarder of gold and collector of souls. All who have challenged you have perished."
This forces a smirk from me as I eye him from across... | 2015-10-14T04:03:21 | 2015-10-13T17:54:29 | 32 | 19 |
[WP] You were murdered. But to your surprise, you're reincarnated into the body of a recently born infant. Looking around, you realize that you're at your own funeral, and your eulogy is being given by none other than your murderer. | I stared at my body in the coffin and I couldn't believe it was me. It almost seemed like a wax replica.
I remember my last moments in my old body. I remember the medicinal smell of the hospital, the beeping of monitors, the nurses patrolling the halls, and the ventilator that kept me breathing.
My father was talking... | **Disclaimer:** I didn't state it outright, but what I had in mind for the flash drive was pedophilia. So... don't know if this belongs here.
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"I'm going to the police with this, John!" I say to him, clutching the flash drive in my hands and moving backwards while he walks towards me, smiling. "This... this has to... | 2015-10-16T08:42:05 | 2015-10-16T07:29:58 | 111 | 74 |
[WP] You were murdered. But to your surprise, you're reincarnated into the body of a recently born infant. Looking around, you realize that you're at your own funeral, and your eulogy is being given by none other than your murderer. | The warmth of a blanket swaddled around my body was welcome in contrast to the cold I had just embraced. It was so cold. Those striking blue eyes were the last thing I saw. What I had felt was a sharp pain, from what I'm not sure, and a wetness that soaked through my shirt as if I had spilled a soda onto myself. Then m... | While not verifiable, I’m pretty sure they wanted to take the whole thing down. I was the iceberg to the Titanic of their sappy soap opera. I mean it was understandable. The showrunner, Randy Weaver, was an absolute legend. Two time Academy Award nominee, part of this new wave of directors revolutionizing movies. Swear... | 2015-10-16T07:42:54 | 2015-10-16T07:12:02 | 36 | 13 |
[WP] You were murdered. But to your surprise, you're reincarnated into the body of a recently born infant. Looking around, you realize that you're at your own funeral, and your eulogy is being given by none other than your murderer. | How, how is this possible? I gaze around, I see the backs of pews and look up at unfamiliar faces. The most important face to me is that of the woman whose arms I have found myself. Everything is flooding into my brain, a sensation I have never felt before. I have just been awakened from a nightmare, traveled throug... | While not verifiable, I’m pretty sure they wanted to take the whole thing down. I was the iceberg to the Titanic of their sappy soap opera. I mean it was understandable. The showrunner, Randy Weaver, was an absolute legend. Two time Academy Award nominee, part of this new wave of directors revolutionizing movies. Swear... | 2015-10-16T08:01:41 | 2015-10-16T07:12:02 | 19 | 13 |
[WP] You possess the ability of persistent lucid dreaming. Accompanied by a strange man/woman, together you build a world you revisit every night. One day you see them at a coffee shop. You immediately recognize each other. | "Today, love, this nation is ours. For now, and forever," I told Maya, gripping her hand and smiling with excitement.
She jumped up and down, giggling with glee, and drew Arakh from its sheath. Blue streaks of light danced across rocks as the sun gleamed off her majestic sapphire sword. Without even waiting for me, sh... | I reached over and picked my phone off of my nightstand. 12:30. *Damn, I was supposed to meet her a half an hour ago*. I quietly laughed to myself as I set the phone back down. *Oh Jacob, there you go getting wrapped up in your own delusions again*. When you have persistent lucid dreams like me you often blur the lines... | 2016-01-31T23:21:09 | 2016-01-31T21:10:36 | 435 | 166 |
[WP] Ancient custom dictates that once a year the old or crippled warriors are led into the arena for a final battle against the young warriors, thus ensuring an honoured place in the afterlife. Despite everything, you are kicking butt armed with nothing but a cane.
Bonus points for ignoring the last sentence and writ... | Sun Tzu said: "All warfare is based on deception. Hence, when able to attack, we must seem unable; when using our forces, we must seem inactive, when we are near, we must make the enemy believe we are far away; when far away, we must make him believe we are near."
These wise words repeat themselves, my constant remin... | "*Survival, that's what matters, living to fight another day. To strike another blow. Men who survive are to be regarded as heroes, who will bravely put their lives at risk for their people again. Who wear their scares with the pride of someone who knows that someday they may have more*" - Tablet of Itkapua
Needless ... | 2016-07-18T08:09:59 | 2016-07-18T07:31:36 | 29 | 16 |
[WP] Two time travelers, one from 1750, and one from 1320 land in Times Square in 2016. The one from 1750 is trying to explain to the one from 1320 what's going on. | “By God! This is cooked to perfection.”
Roland Vanderville was seated on a bench and looked to be in a state of utter bliss. He took a bite of his hot dog, coated with a thick layer of fresh chili, and turned to his traveling partner. Alexander Rantham of East Collinship was not impressed.
“There hath been sausages c... | The first thing Joseph noted was the sheer amount of *noise.*
The roar of these strange moving things, the throngs of people all around him, the sights and sounds of another world, so moved him that he almost fainted. Unfortunately he did not, and so he had to regain his bearings.
In the year 1750 this place would su... | 2016-07-18T09:19:09 | 2016-07-18T09:07:31 | 285 | 91 |
[WP] Suddenly across the globe, large, feathered, rotted corpses begin to drop out of the sky. They are soon identified to be Angels. | "Whelp." Marv sucked on his teeth and tucked his thumbs into his dusty suspenders. It was difficult to see the descending shadows as they tumbled like flakes of ash out of the low, sickly green skyline now. The deluge had slowed over the past few days. "I guess them hippies were right. We shoulda reduced our carbon foo... | The angel of death stood on the viewing platform of the Empire State building, watching his brethren fall with glazed eyes. He felt it too; the sharp pain in every one of his nerves, the searing heat of Hell opening, the terror, as everything did not go to plan. He got distracted by the screams below, and the immortal ... | 2016-07-19T07:42:38 | 2016-07-19T07:14:04 | 19 | 12 |
[WP] As a henchman to the Joker, you've now broken the record for the longest surviving employee. This means you'll receive something no one ever has from him: your annual review. | Weird place, this is. Well, that's not entirely true. Pretty standard for most people really. Weird for my boss is what I mean to say. Whole place smells of marble floor buffer and office supplies. Makes sense, in a Gotham sort of way. It honestly wouldn't surprise me if the big guy was actually paying the monthly rent... | Rusting pieces of partially finished roller-coaster track and partially painted merry-go-round horses sat on the floor of the abandoned factory for the Gotham Amusement Manufacturing Corporation. The horses had graffiti on them, all of them with a Joker-like look. In the middle of the factory, a vat of acid boiled whil... | 2016-11-21T09:04:26 | 2016-11-21T07:30:01 | 64 | 19 |
[WP] You and your immortal friends amuse yourselves with practical jokes. Since you're immortal, some of your joke setups take centuries, or even millenia, to execute. | So about 7,000 years ago Ollie dropped a boulder on my head. We were hunter-gatherers then, and he convinced me that there was a herd of red deer in a canyon near our camp. When I went there to check it out, he was on top of the ridge and rolled the boulder off onto me. It took a week for me to claw my way out.
Okay ... | We did it. We finally pulled it off! Yazbak was always so high-and-mighty and we finally put them in their place. The look on their face when they finally got the notice was priceless.
Sure, the dinosaurs were a nice touch. Eating, basically all of our other creations, both plant and animal; it was a great retort for... | 2017-06-23T00:57:11 | 2017-06-23T00:05:18 | 220 | 10 |
[WP] You've been a gravedigger for 20 so years. Each coffin obtains a button that'll alert you if pressed. A buzzer goes off years after the burial of a coffin. | It was a quiet night. A little chilly for July, but soothing nonetheless.
Bob sat in his chair, absolutely bored.
Now you see, Bob was a normal man. Bob dug graves, and that was about what Bob did with his life. Outside of digging graves, Bob also watched ESPN and CNN. Bob liked football. It reminded him of his hig... | **That foggy night the chilling sound of the living dead sent shivers down my spine.**
Roger Turner is my name, I am a gravedigger with two decades of experience buried inside me. No one comes close to me in that field, that's why I work alone in Dreamsbury Graveyard, Ominous City's only graveyard... now that I think... | 2017-07-02T20:22:14 | 2017-07-02T20:15:08 | 20 | 12 |
[WP] "humans don't appear to be to advanced, they haven't even discovered intergalactic travel, should be a simple invasion." Said the alien cleaning his musket.
Edit: Seems someone has already written a piece perfect for this. Check it out, would highly recommend.
https://eyeofmidas.com/scifi/Turtledove_RoadNotTaken... | *Captain S. Hoggoth, of the 40,000th Templar Division, Report on the failure of the Earthican War, Stellar date ASK 29.001..75.16.04*
We thought htat this would be a simple pump-and-dump. We had our Keyship loaded for bear, with thousands of rounds of ammunition. This backwater, the self-titled Earth, didn't even ha... | "Hello there. You are a human...or Xogloytian, I assume. As you all know, We Xogloytians have been your friends for a few years. I, X-42, a former military squad leader, Has been authorized to give a personal narration of my own of the war here on this system The Internet"
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[WP] Your ability to see people's age in years as an invisible number above their heads has made you the perfect bouncer. One day you see a four digit number. | It's gotta be....
It's a vampire.
I looked right into the eyes of the 4 digit freaked, took a step back into the doorway and said
"You, you are not allowed inside this building, or my home."
He said something quietly to his friends and they started calling me names but I didn't care.
A week later I thought it was ... | He watched, bored as people streamed in the bar, only stopping the ones underage, and occasionally a few just over to keep suspicions low. His kind was uncommon, and people
hunted for his power. It seemed like an odd thing to want, most just wanted it to make them feel *special*. At least, those that knew about it. Som... | 2021-11-13T01:48:11 | 2017-09-01T21:45:33 | 585 | 25 |
[WP] Your ability to see people's age in years as an invisible number above their heads has made you the perfect bouncer. One day you see a four digit number. | It's gotta be....
It's a vampire.
I looked right into the eyes of the 4 digit freaked, took a step back into the doorway and said
"You, you are not allowed inside this building, or my home."
He said something quietly to his friends and they started calling me names but I didn't care.
A week later I thought it was ... | It was a typical night in LA. People getting piss all drunk and underage people trying to get into the club, my club. I always laughed at the smugness of some of them. Always compensating with false confidence, it was kind of pathetic. 15 years and a perfect record for keeping out underage guests and they still tried e... | 2021-11-13T01:48:11 | 2017-09-02T00:24:05 | 585 | 14 |
[WP] Your ability to see people's age in years as an invisible number above their heads has made you the perfect bouncer. One day you see a four digit number. | 28, 34, 21, and 54.
I remained where I stood, nodding to the guests in silent affirmation that they were allowed in. As they trudged past me and through the door of Barney's Strip Club, I reached into my pocket, fumbled for a cigarette, and stuck it in my mouth. Now where was my lighter? It would be so much easier i... | I check their I.D.'s for fun now, noticing nose jobs and cheek implants and the occasional sex change. It doesn't matter though... there are always some who try to get past me. A strikingly beautiful blonde with a shining "19" above her head brazenly looking me straight in the eye, not a flicker of hesitation as sh... | 2017-09-01T23:18:34 | 2017-09-01T21:03:45 | 189 | 122 |
[WP] Your ability to see people's age in years as an invisible number above their heads has made you the perfect bouncer. One day you see a four digit number. | One knows when they're in the presence of something ancient. A turn of phrase, the way their gaze meets yours, the way the air around them hangs, as though to communicate an unspoken form of reverence. Or fear. Simple folk like to trade their wives tales, attempts at justifying the things that exist just outside their ... | 4 digits. For a moment, my degree in mathematics failed me, as I struggled to count the numbers before me. Un, Deux, Trois, Quatre. There was no mistake, though the existence of such a person...frightened me. My vision had always been right, as evidenced by the guilty looks on the minors' faces when I turned them out o... | 2017-09-01T23:22:02 | 2017-09-01T22:15:29 | 62 | 16 |
[WP] You're possessed by a demon. You quickly realize he's never done this before. | The cramp in his calf knotted up again in white hot pain. “God damn it!!! Will you STOP doing that?”
A menacing and undoubtedly demonic voice replied back from within Fred's head. “Feel my wrath, human! I will impose my will on you as I see fit! Your shell is now my domain!”
The calf pulsed as the cramping intensifi... | "Oh... a visitor, how lovely." The words dripped sardonically from Manny's mouth.
"*Silence! You will obey me!*" shrieked the voice in his head.
Manny chuckled. "And why should I? Because you possessed me?" He strolls to the mirror to stare at his reflection, and smile at it with a condescension that made his wo... | 2017-10-07T09:19:54 | 2017-10-07T09:03:31 | 3,308 | 289 |
[WP] There are many gods, who create many universes. Our god, a preschooler, has just submitted our universe for his universe making class. His teacher sighs, shakes her head, slaps an F on it and begins to explain where he went wrong | “What is this? I asked for a universe and all you handed me is this blank canvas.” said Mrs. Smith
“It’s not empty. See, look! I put a dot on it. That’s my universe,” protested Stella.
Immediately Mrs. Smith brought her hand up to massage her forehead. “Oh dear, why can’t you be more like the other students Stella?”... | “An F?” exclaimed E, gapping at his teacher in shock.
S sighed heavily. “Yes, E, an F.”
“B-but-“
"E,” S said gently. “You must understand that this world is unacceptable. The creatures you’ve created, this humans, are completely defenseless. You’ve given all the creatures around them great advantages, but the human... | 2018-03-16T08:25:36 | 2018-03-16T08:15:25 | 156 | 28 |
[WP] Your new 3D printer can print anything... a n y t h i n g | First, the hair, fluffy and white
Then the mustache, thick and full
The old man’s skin, loose not right
His arms, his legs, his testicles
The brain that gave us so very much
The eyes that saw through time and space
The fingertips so he might touch
The see that, yes, it’s his own face
My Einstein clone will h... | I had found a magical 3D printer this morning, sitting in my living room. I had spent the majority of my precious day off experimenting with it.
The problem, I reflected, as I stared at my philosopher's stone, is that the device broke reality, and so did its offshoots. At first, I had been thrilled to find that the pr... | 2018-03-29T23:57:02 | 2018-03-29T21:26:27 | 26 | 17 |
[WP] France is now illegal | "Hey, you. come here!"
"What?"
"Want to try something good?"
"Sure. what you got? crack? weed?"
"nah, I hot something better. I got pieces of France"
"France?!"
"Shhh! Keep it down!"
"Sorry. You seriously got some France?"
"Yeah, some nice rocks from Paris. High quality shit. Pure stuff. Want a taste?"
"Hell y... | "You do understand that we have a long and storied history with the French? That we may not have won our independence without them?"
"We're not here to talk about the past, OK? They're losers, and we're winners."
The press conference was going much like a thousand before it: combative, unhelpful, and often embarrassi... | 2018-07-27T10:16:58 | 2018-07-27T09:16:24 | 128 | 91 |
[WP] Humanity discovers that supernatural creatures such as vampires and werewolves exist. Instead of attempting to exterminate them, some countries attempt to offer them lucrative jobs that they could do better than a human. | “I trust this will be done by nightfall tomorrow?”
“The contract has been made. It’ll be done, as sure as the sun rises!”
The vampire literally looks down at me. Not too hard ta do considerin I only come up to his left knee.
“As your new erstwhile... *employer*, I would hope for a little decorum.” He leans forward, ... | The man looked at me with incredulity painted on his face. It was very clear that whatever he'd expected, I wasn't it. Wearing a tailored suit, handmade Italian shoes and carrying a rosary around my neck. And then there was the icy blue skin, the black eyeballs and the red irises
"You the vatican's man?" The mortal f... | 2018-08-27T17:11:47 | 2018-08-27T16:44:38 | 18 | 13 |
[WP] They say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second time, a bit later on, when somebody says your name for the last time. What they don’t say is that in between those deaths, you get stuck in purgatory with all the great philosophers and authors - all just waiting to die. | “But seriously,” I continued, “why is there a naked man sitting in the corner?”
Socrates scratched his chin and studied the man for an uncomfortably long time before replying: “Wonder is the beginning of wisdom.”
It was the closest thing he’d gotten to a reasonable answer. At least it wasn’t another question.
Plato,... | I really imagined dying to be a more spectacular or dramatic thing. For all I know, I fell asleep one evening and woke up on this hill. Maybe I was just dreaming, but some thought in the back of my head, clearer than any thought I ever had, told me I was dead. Just as I wanted to take in the strange landscape for a sec... | 2018-09-18T14:11:15 | 2018-09-18T13:33:42 | 224 | 30 |
[WP] You're the owner of a cafe frequently visited by vigilantes and anti-heroes who absolutely adore your sweetness and acceptance of who they are. One day, though, a particularly rude customer comes in and trashes the place. Your friends aren't too happy to hear about that. |
I knew he was trouble when he walked in.
He came in, head held up high, posture like someone had shoved a metal rod up his ass. Young, cocky, asshole. It was slow day, only a couple of people were around. None of the regulars. A guy working on his laptop, and another girl watching the snow fall over Union Square out... | (Sorry my English I love the Prompts and try to make something more "fantastic")
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The clientele was faithful, although irregular, sometimes half disappeared a few weeks, returning sometimes had changed race, or sex, or were one more, or less. Arnold never asked questions, he was there to listen, to serve ... | 2022-11-10T02:01:25 | 2018-10-20T23:21:55 | 1,330 | 10 |
[WP] You're the owner of a cafe frequently visited by vigilantes and anti-heroes who absolutely adore your sweetness and acceptance of who they are. One day, though, a particularly rude customer comes in and trashes the place. Your friends aren't too happy to hear about that. | My coffee shop was nice. Designs chosen from pictures of a mid-50s shop I once saw mixed with a little western. Booths on either side along the walls, with tables occupying the center. It was a night-time hobby of mine to keep me busy during my later years. The wife and I, God rest her soul, always wanted to open up a ... | Simple fact, if you catch more vampires with blood than stakes.
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Washington DC, other than being a hotbed for politics, is a playground for lobbyists of all types. Creates a lot of problems. The simple word on the street is, though, if the problem is weird, people pay a lot of money to have it solved, no... | 2018-10-20T23:09:29 | 2018-10-20T22:39:44 | 17 | 12 |
[WP] You are a world famous super hero and single mother with a secret identity. One day you bring your eight year old son to his new friend's house, and meet his mother who you've heard is also a single mom. Unfortunately she turns out to be your evil arch nemesis and you recognize each other. | 317. There it is. I parked the car next to a simple suburban house, identical to the ones next to it and suspiciously similar to mine. "Yay, we're here!! Can I go play wizards with Annie now?" John, my 8-year-old, asked excitedly. I couldn't help but smile. As a single mother and secret Worthy Wizard, the extra hassle ... | The exterior of the home was undeniably attractive. It was evident that the front porch had been recently renovated, as the elegant baby blue paint featured an intricate design of criss-crossing golden flowers- all of which lacked so much as a single scratch. She wouldn’t call it charming but rather... immaculate. Yes.... | 2019-08-08T19:45:36 | 2019-08-08T19:41:47 | 130 | 44 |
[WP] "Welcome. You're dead. Congrats. Door to Heaven's on the left. Door to Hell is on the right. Go ahead and pick, but just know that the decision is final." The figure sitting at the desk spoke, stifling a yawn and not looking up from their book. | I enter a grand hall that seemed to have no walls but thousands of magnificent marble columns lined up so perfectly. A simple wooden table with a crumpled old man sitting in a rickety old chair sat in the atrium.
“Heaven or hell?” He asked in a raspy old voice. He sounded tired and bored, his bristled beard was untri... | “But...which do I choose...?” I asked, not realizing that this is what I would find on the other side.
“Either. That’s why I gave you the option when you got here.” Said the figure at the desk, pearly annoyed that’s I hadn’t already chosen.
I stood for a moment. *It should be obvious, shouldn’t it?* However, no one ... | 2019-10-03T17:24:58 | 2019-10-03T16:20:11 | 16 | 11 |
[WP] The healer was treated horribly by the knights he was assigned. Belittled and humiliated at every turn. Until one day a monster killed his squad and spared him. And the monster looked at him and she said something he didn't think was possible to even say. "Would you please heal me?". | "Would you please heal me?"
I stared at it, shaken, and confused.
"Wha.. what did you say?" I muttered weakly.
"Uh.. I asked would you please heal me. You didn't lose your hearing did you?" The monster said, rather bluntly, but at the same time offering a smile to conceal the seriousness of the question. "Please?"
... | Alivia rotely matched her spine's verticality to that of the Imperial Bannerstaff she rotely planted into the ground, sending the Emblem of the Impaled Fetus up in a blazing projection far above her team of Shock Inquisitors.
Being a Bannercleric was typically a cushy job, as far as boots-on-the-ground work went, anyw... | 2020-02-23T14:40:38 | 2020-02-23T13:54:21 | 19 | 13 |
[WP] You're in love. And you think she loves you back. Sure, she's an eldritch horror from beyond spacetime, barely comprehensible to human minds, shifting and warping reality into a nightmare hellscape with her mere presence. But love conquers all, right? | There are, amidst the tumble and turmoil of everyday life, certain rules that we must all follow, or face the dire consequences. Beacons of order among the chaos of a world without rhyme or reason.
And one of these is, if you’re a tired man returning home after a long day at work to your beautiful wife, you toss your ... | I was floating on time, drifting in being, unable to set carefully my mind to the exact coordinates of existence. I wasn’t making sense, that was sure. She was jumbling my language, my atoms, my histories, and my sins, all into a giant ball.
I love you, I told her, holding her close to me, or far away from me, or al... | 2021-03-11T10:46:53 | 2021-03-11T09:29:08 | 54 | 26 |
[WP] You were an "evil" king who has been dethroned by conquering heroes for your "horrible tyranny". It takes less than 2 years for the people of the kingdom to be begging for you to be reinstated as king. | I stood in the street squinting in the sunlight. It had, after all, been almost two years since I had seen the sun or been in the street. Much less standing in front of a dozen soldiers and nobles who had just released from the prison. I was to be taken to the palace apparently. A place I had not called home ever since... | (Obligatory on my phone, Can't really edit. Yes this Is how I write my stories sorry if you don't like it. But wahey heres a quick hour of writing.)
2 years... Wow. I looked out the window of my cell, Staring at the moonlit city I used to govern.
Barnaby: "And how is that your problem now?"
I turned away to see the ... | 2021-03-30T20:56:30 | 2021-03-30T18:28:07 | 15 | 10 |
[WP] You are the strongest villain in the world but when another villain says that they want to cause violence for fun, it boils your blood. "You think all of this is just FUN!" | The Magnificent Bastard slammed his fist on the table. The other villains around them sat rigid watching the new villain lean back in their chair with a grin on their face.
The Rookie: "Oh? Did that strike a nerve old-timer?"
Magnificent Bastard: "You know no manners at this table. We are the elite, we are the strong... | The nature of a villain is to stand against the established order of the world and challenge it. They are opposed by the heroes of the establishment, who fight for the law and order imposed upon the world by its current rulers. Mighty heroes in ridiculously colourful and marketable costumes who face off against siniste... | 2021-04-30T06:47:31 | 2021-04-30T06:08:33 | 44 | 26 |
[WP] At a young age you made a deal with a fey in which you promised them your firstborn. Now you’re a 35 year old virgin, and the fey, sick of waiting, comes to help you around the dating scene. | "How about her?"
"Shes like fifteen."
"Exactly. She wouldnt know better."
"No, thats exactly why we don't."
"Hmph."
I squeezed the bridge of my nose as the faerie crossed her tiny arms as she hovered in front of me, invisible to everyone else walking down the busy street. Our daily walks had become increasingly ag... | In'faly is listening in utter frustration to single word echoing through room "No, no, no, no, no, no" "just say yes!" "I want my future wife to be star of my life" collar of his red polo shirt is almost ripped away as she lift him from chair "it is of no importance if you fancy that girl or not all you have to do is p... | 2021-11-01T10:29:32 | 2021-11-01T06:14:44 | 16 | 11 |
[WP] You are a necromancer's apprentice. One of your most important jobs is holding down the revived bodies in their first moments alive again, while they scream and beg to go back. | "Press the lips together, grab the needle, suture." It's a mantra I tend to say aloud as Ma'am Everlong resurrects her army. She's already taking her gloves off, from here on it's assistant's work.
"Bring the silent one to the fields afterwards," she says as she washes the viscera off her hands. "He was a brave green ... | Dusting the ash off my coat with a “*sigh*, another one.”
The boss nags from behind, “Esteban! We’re losing moonlight! Get a new body on the slab asap while I gather mana for the next spell!”
Blood rushes to my head “Old man this is the 12th one tonight how about calling it quits and trying again another day! You kee... | 2022-04-11T10:08:59 | 2022-04-11T07:54:10 | 33 | 23 |
[WP] Your adventuring party is unstoppable. It has a fighter, able to crush steel armor with bare hands. A cleric, able to cure any wound imaginable. The wizard, who can manipulate energy and matter into anything. And Bob, a random person who found a sniper rifle | There once was a fellow named Bob.
Monsters despised him from goblin to hob.
Why?
He killed all the mobs.
And what was the tool of Bob’s great murder streak?
A sniper rifle, given unto him by the god of the weak.
She’d noticed that Bob had no special skills.
Thus, she gave him a weapon to get all the kills.
His... | -“ YOU FOOLISH HEROES STILL THINK I CAN BE DEFEATED?! CAN’T YOU SEE I GOT YOU ALL PINNED TO THE FLOOR?! IT DOESN’T MATTER HOW MUCH STEEL YOU CAN CRUSH, IT DOESN’T MATTER HOW MUCH ENERGY YOU CAN USE, AND IT DOESN’T MATTER HOW MUCH WOUNDS YOU CAN HEAL! I AM UNSTOPPABLE!”- The demon lord said towering over the party, Wich... | 2022-11-07T21:12:46 | 2022-11-07T17:39:22 | 311 | 77 |
[WP] "History is written by the victors", write in first person about a historical event as viewed by someone on the losing side.
Please; no Nazis. | I had never known such a weapon.
The stone hurtled through the air and stuck me down.
I tried. By all our Gods I tried.
The Israelites came, and we drove them back. I drove them back. For forty days I called my challenge to end this with single combat, the sight of my brothers dead around me had sickened my soul an... | I am one of the last storytellers, one of the few that knows better than to believe them, maybe the only one left in this whole big land. It's kind of a lonely feeling, to be the only one of something, but if there are others, maybe we can be lonely together. Telling our stories until none of us have any words left, te... | 2013-11-09T19:02:11 | 2013-11-09T17:36:44 | 63 | 17 |
[WP] "Like a good neighbor, State Farm is there". A State Farm agent and her client go on a crime spree, using his ability to summon her to their advantage.
Any ability seen in the commercials is fair game. | Two men to my front, and three at my back
a kilo of diamonds, held firm in my sack
One walked up to me, with hand on his gun
"Throw the bag over, and don't try to run"
"Oh!" But I said, "I never play fair"
And like a good neighbor, State Farm was there | **State Farmer**
The agent walked into the room, casually, as if she didn't know every man in there had a gun.
"You got my cocaine?" she asked.
"Yeah," the man said, his face frozen into a permanent snarl by a scar. He opened up his briefcase, full of packets of white powder.
"Good. Hand it over," she said.... | 2015-09-30T20:42:02 | 2015-09-30T19:12:47 | 56 | 20 |
[WP] Write the letter that you always wanted to, but never did.
Most of the writing prompts I see on here are for fictional stories, but this is only one small corner of the larger art of writing. In this prompt, I'd like you to consider writing something a little more personal, and in a form that you might not have o... | Dear me,
I'm sorry I've let you down. I'm sorry I've not achieved what you thought you would. And I'm sorry I couldn't' be braver for you.
I want to assure you that you are a strong person, though. I want you to know that you will achieve what you want and that you'll eventually be the person you want to be. Yo... | Dear Katie,
It feels strange to be sitting here writing this to you. Especially in the form of a letter, emails seem to be a way of life, but I have to say that watching my pen move over this page has a certain draw.
I never thought I would need to write a letter to you. In my mind you should be right here with me.... | 2015-12-05T13:04:05 | 2015-12-05T13:01:25 | 1,756 | 661 |
[WP] Write the letter that you always wanted to, but never did.
Most of the writing prompts I see on here are for fictional stories, but this is only one small corner of the larger art of writing. In this prompt, I'd like you to consider writing something a little more personal, and in a form that you might not have o... | I am writing this with tears in my eyes and 15 years of wishing i did this sooner.
Dear Dude who molested me when I was a child,
You ruined my life. It has been a long time since you molested me and those 3 other kids, and I hope you are rotting in that cell.
Ever since what you have done, I have battled severe... | Dear You,
I don't know if you're there. If you exist anywhere in this world. Maybe you'll always be a concept in my mind of the kind of person I need to meet and say all of this to. If you're not there, then that's depressing. But if, somewhere, you exist...
I haven't been strong. I've been plagued with weakness in a... | 2015-12-05T15:55:07 | 2015-12-05T14:15:59 | 61 | 11 |
[WP] Write the letter that you always wanted to, but never did.
Most of the writing prompts I see on here are for fictional stories, but this is only one small corner of the larger art of writing. In this prompt, I'd like you to consider writing something a little more personal, and in a form that you might not have o... | Dear dad,
I fucking miss you. You died too quickly and I never got to hear your last words. I know though, I know you'd tell me you're proud of me and that you love me. I know this, but goddammit, i wish I could have heard you say it. I'll be the man you always knew I could be. I promise you that, and i will continue... | Dear Natalie.
So here I am. Funny how things work, right? Never thought I'd end up penning this letter, but I guess something prompted me to do it.
I know. I've known ever since it happened what your real motivations were, and you never had me fooled for a second. After you apologized, and said that you were just mes... | 2015-12-05T15:43:07 | 2015-12-05T14:43:55 | 45 | 26 |
[WP] Write the letter that you always wanted to, but never did.
Most of the writing prompts I see on here are for fictional stories, but this is only one small corner of the larger art of writing. In this prompt, I'd like you to consider writing something a little more personal, and in a form that you might not have o... | Hey Matt,
I know you're hurting. I know you're struggling. You tell yourself you can do it, you're going to change the world, you're going to do this and that and you end up doing it. You know telling yourself that its hard and painful isn't going to help so you tell yourself its easy and that you can do it. I get i... | Dear Azura
You have no idea how much you mean to me. Throughout the years I have known you you have brought me countless joys, you make me smile, you make me laugh, you make me happy. When people bring up perfection you are the first person that comes to mind, even though you don't believe it yourself. Your eyes. Your... | 2015-12-05T15:02:39 | 2015-12-05T13:59:40 | 31 | 16 |
[WP] Write the letter that you always wanted to, but never did.
Most of the writing prompts I see on here are for fictional stories, but this is only one small corner of the larger art of writing. In this prompt, I'd like you to consider writing something a little more personal, and in a form that you might not have o... | Dear Mom,
I know you're just a room away from me, but I probably will never have the courage to tell you this. I'm sad, mom. Everyday. I know I'm the one that always laughs and smiles through anything, but it's been getting pretty hard for me. It's weird though, because there's nothing terribly devastating going on in ... | Dear Brianna,
Kaden and a handful of my other friends often poke fun at me for even falling in love with you in the first place; "It's just summer camp love, move on." "Maybe if you gave her a call... oh wait! She's deaf!"
When we met that weekend in a grassy field I can't remember because all I cared about was you, ... | 2015-12-05T19:23:33 | 2015-12-05T18:42:16 | 31 | 11 |
[WP] Write the letter that you always wanted to, but never did.
Most of the writing prompts I see on here are for fictional stories, but this is only one small corner of the larger art of writing. In this prompt, I'd like you to consider writing something a little more personal, and in a form that you might not have o... | Dear Mom,
I know you're just a room away from me, but I probably will never have the courage to tell you this. I'm sad, mom. Everyday. I know I'm the one that always laughs and smiles through anything, but it's been getting pretty hard for me. It's weird though, because there's nothing terribly devastating going on in ... | Dear You,
I don't know if you're there. If you exist anywhere in this world. Maybe you'll always be a concept in my mind of the kind of person I need to meet and say all of this to. If you're not there, then that's depressing. But if, somewhere, you exist...
I haven't been strong. I've been plagued with weakness in a... | 2015-12-05T19:23:33 | 2015-12-05T14:15:59 | 31 | 11 |
[WP] Write the letter that you always wanted to, but never did.
Most of the writing prompts I see on here are for fictional stories, but this is only one small corner of the larger art of writing. In this prompt, I'd like you to consider writing something a little more personal, and in a form that you might not have o... | Dear Boss,
I have come down with a dreadful case of homosexuality and will not be coming in (to work at least) this morning. I realize I am out of personal time and that vacation time must be scheduled in advance, but there is nothing to be done. I am simply not fit for work right now -- I have fluid coming out of (an... | Frankie,
Once, you told me that one of the moments that sticks out in your mind is driving in the car with me. I remember that, too; just the two of us, somewhere on Route 64, headed back from Taos. I can still close my eyes and be right there in the passenger seat; I can see our intertwined fingers and the white para... | 2015-12-05T16:37:04 | 2015-12-05T15:04:15 | 22 | 15 |
[WP] A friendship between a time traveler and an immortal. Wherever the time traveler ends up, the immortal is there to catch him up to speed. | ”Okay, here we go,” June said, spinning the wheels on her mechanical glove, which sent her on a dizzying ride through space and time.
She landed in a pub buzzing with activity, colorful bottles lined the wall behind the bar and yellow light radiated through heaps of stacked cups. Women in long dresses and updos danced... | "You still didn't do the dishes," Ali said, gesturing to the sink. The teetering pile of white china, encrusted with dried tomato sauce and burnt cheese, looked exactly the same as it did a week ago. Didn't smell the same, though.
"Hey, I was busy," Clark said, his ice-blue eyes barely looking up from his laptop.
"Ye... | 2022-05-07T07:51:43 | 2016-11-10T13:47:53 | 2,588 | 35 |
[WP] You're a neo-Nazi scientist who has been working tirelessly to revive Adolf Hitler. You succeed after decades of effort, only to find that Adolf has no memory of Nazism or the war, and wants only to become an artist. | "National socialism? What's that?", the recently-revived führer asks me. Surely, he must be joking. "It's *YOUR* ideology. You used to spread it, before you died. You got an entire nation to cheer for you every time you held a speech!" I reply. "You still have followers around the world, even after being called a war c... | "Fuck," Zach says and falls into his chair, sighing.
James and Francis stay standing, looking intently at the painting. James shrugs and offers, "It's not terrible."
Francis scoffs and turns to the table, looking at Zach. "Well, the board isn't going to like this." He then sits down and opens the folder on the table... | 2016-11-14T12:12:22 | 2016-11-14T11:58:42 | 95 | 15 |
[WP] A few teenagers get superpowers, but they are opposite to their personality (like the school bully can heal, sailor's daughter is pyrokinetic) | "Is anyone home?"
"It looks like only the mother is in the home, we didn't see any sign of him." replied an officer.
The detective sighed, he had been hoping for a quick and simple arrest.
"Let's talk with the mother then."
At that, the group of assembled officers started towards the house, several disappearing... | George was always absent minded, but the meteorite changed every thing. After touching it he was able to see into the future. He knew of the town was under Imminent threat and would soon be endangered.
"Just touch it! I'm telling you it works."
"Predicting what I was gonna have for dinner is not a super power." Jamal... | 2017-03-24T18:09:44 | 2017-03-24T17:52:25 | 63 | 45 |
[WP] You possess the ability to quick save in real life. When someone upsets you? Quicksave and beat them up. Wonder what would happen if you kiss that girl? Quicksave and find out. Then one day you attempt to come back from a failed attempt at something to find your previous save corrupted. | As I bled out on the floor, I smiled. Now I knew exactly where all my most recent of set of enemies where in the building. It might take a few more tries before they were all gone, but time was literally on my side.
As the darkness rushed in, I felt the usual twist, before finding myself kneeling on the floor behind ... | This was one shitty situation. I had the idea to stop the robbers, see if I could take them out. I could always reload the previous save, right?
I ran towards the first robber, punching him in the face, I grabbed his knive and stabbed the other in his heart. Hey, this went better than expected. Two down, 2 to go.
Th... | 2017-04-19T05:06:21 | 2017-04-19T03:45:41 | 206 | 147 |
[WP] You made a deal with the devil and now he wants payment, but in the worst typo in history he's come to collect "your sole".
If you can think of any other words that work go ahead. | My sole? I stopped and stared, agape,
At Satan's scrawls upon the scroll.
How blessed I was to have escaped
A far more dire toll.
My Nikes lay, from yesterday,
When I had worn and laced them last.
An oh-so-meagre price to pay!
I grabbed my knifeblade fast.
I pierced the shoe, the rubber flew
An... | The collections department sent an email with the next job. As soon as I saw the name, I knew who it was. I didn't even bother using Google Underworld to map a route. One snap of the fingers and the red walls of the underworld went streaming past.
I summoned the seven fire-breathing demons of hell, the undead, my ... | 2017-10-16T07:33:44 | 2017-10-16T03:22:17 | 143 | 10 |
[WP] There's a knock at the door at three in the morning. It's an intergalactic bounty-hunter, and they're after an escaped criminal they've tracked to your home. They show you a photo of the fugitive: It's your pet. | "Earthen, we seek an escaped criminal. It is hiding on your world in the form of a common terrestrial animal."
/* Looking up at tall grey skinned man with big black eyes I frown. He is not nice, and he brings no snacks. *"I do not like the way you speak to me weird face. Show respect to me!"*
"Our apologies Earthen. ... | I was sound asleep. I was having a pleasant dream about me and my pet Goldfish swimming together in the ocean.
But it all went away when a knock on my door ripped me out of my dream. I meandered over to the door, Flashing lights were shining through the windows at the front of the house. I didn't even compute that the... | 2017-11-16T00:25:06 | 2017-11-15T23:34:51 | 18 | 13 |
[WP] Your father is forcing you to marry someone you have never met. The night before your wedding you tie your sheets together and make your escape through the window. Half way down you make eye contact with someone doing the exact same thing a few windows over. | As she reached the ground, she ran over to the young man who was almost to the ground. Her face showed surprise as she realized it was Matthew, the young man she was supposed to marry tomorrow. The surprise quickly turned into anger.
"Excuse me! What do you think you are doing?"
Sophie's voice was not something he wa... | Luna knotted the last of her satin bedsheets and silk dresses. She smiled in satisfaction with her handiwork, and after a quick test of its dexterity, she fastened them around her best rope, she threw the line out the window. She watched the satin covered rope propel to the very bottom of the tower, landing in the flow... | 2018-03-24T19:23:57 | 2018-03-24T17:59:56 | 59 | 30 |
[WP] You die and find yourself in hell, where apparently everyone spends time to negate their sins before they go to heaven. The guy in front of you, who cheated on his wife, gets 145 years. Feeling like you led a fairly average and peaceful life, you’re not worried. You get 186,292 years. | "Table for one, sir."
I reclined on the wooden chair and sipped at the complimentary cup of lava-heated water. The water, its temperature just nice to heat up my icy skin, spilled out as I set the cup down on the table. Dribbles of water remained on the plastic file beside the cup.
"A hundred and eighty-six thousand... | “Why? What did I do to deserve this?”
Charon the gatekeeper just looked down. “If you want to dispute this sentence. Then you will have to speak to management. However I don.....l
“Well get me the fuckin manager then. This can’t happen to me in life I had thousands of more followers on social media then any of my... | 2018-09-26T07:07:43 | 2018-09-26T06:56:58 | 895 | 74 |
[WP] You die and find yourself in hell, where apparently everyone spends time to negate their sins before they go to heaven. The guy in front of you, who cheated on his wife, gets 145 years. Feeling like you led a fairly average and peaceful life, you’re not worried. You get 186,292 years. | I didn't expect to close my eyes in one moment only to open them the next and be escorted down a fiery flight of stairs to Hell. I thought I'd led a pretty good life. Never had a run in with police nor did I ever treat someone with less respect than they deserved. I was honestly quite surprised to be taken to Hell, but... | "There is... one thing you can do to decrease your sentence," The creature said from behind the counter. Jeff couldn't decide if it was a demon or an angel, but either way looking at it made his eyes burn with glowing letters, after images shaking across his head and itching across the folds of his spirit.
"Alright! W... | 2018-09-26T06:12:57 | 2018-09-26T06:04:04 | 881 | 181 |
[WP] You die and find yourself in hell, where apparently everyone spends time to negate their sins before they go to heaven. The guy in front of you, who cheated on his wife, gets 145 years. Feeling like you led a fairly average and peaceful life, you’re not worried. You get 186,292 years. | "Excuse me sir, but this doesn't seem right? Are you sure you have the right results for me? This seems totally unwarranted." I said to the clerk who handed me my sentence papers.
"Sir, there are no mistakes here. Try this, it usually clears things up." he replied.
He handed me a blue flyer, like the kind they give... | "... Happy Deathday Dear Emily, Happy Deathday to you!"
It felt so good. One more year down, 185,211 more to go. She'd spent the past few weeks trying to distract herself from the excitement of her upcoming Deathday. Sometimes she treated the anticipation as something to be savored, adding a little color to her oth... | 2018-09-26T08:05:05 | 2018-09-26T08:03:37 | 488 | 62 |
[WP] you're bored in class, trying not to fall asleep until you recieve a paper. In very small instructions on the top of the paper you read "whatever you write in this paper comes true, but once the paper is full, you cant use it. Erasing a wish erases the effects" | The screams and wails echo oddly, a ragged chorus rising in the distance. I stagger to my feet, but the vaporised grit in the air tears at my throat as I suck in a breath, and a bout of racking coughs nearly takes me down again.
A strong arm wraps around my waist. Derek keeps me steady, holds me close, the one beautif... | Something smacked the backside of Ethan’s head. He pulled his head up off the desk and glanced around the science classroom. The teacher was probably now halfway through the day’s lesson. The sports kids were taking notes on their computers, but Ethan knew better, they were playing Tetris or some Facebook extension gam... | 2018-10-11T13:52:21 | 2018-10-11T13:04:18 | 22 | 13 |
[WP]You’re a human stranded on an alien planet. The locals are sapient, but have a lifespan of only about six months. After dozens of generations (about a decade), you’ve managed to make quite a name for yourself.L | A strange buzzing noise fills the air as the drumming and chanting reaches a crescendo. It's almost a cross between a whistle and a hum, produced by an instrument that no one particularly likes, but is still used as a matter of tradition. In that respect, it's a bit like a bagpipe, which would still be a welcome sound ... | It happened shortly after the crash. Two days after his ship crash landed in Zenon-6, Caide Newell was all but sure he was a dead man. Telecoms went dark. The ship, an unmitigated wreck. There'd be no salavaging that flaming hunk of debris. But at least he survived, somehow. The same could not be said about the months ... | 2019-04-22T09:51:46 | 2019-04-22T09:39:54 | 60 | 14 |
[WP] Fear not the necromancer; His is the tireless arm that defends our land. There is no greater service one can offer the realm than use of that which you no longer need - your body after death. The duty of the living is to live. The duty of the dead is to serve as tireless protectors. | Captain Roderick looked over the battlefield. The battle was already lost. The Alliance army was outnumbered three to one by the Demon Lord's forces. It was only five minutes that the Chosen One was slain by the Demon Lord and the Alliance army was on the brink of a rout. As Roderick considered all this, he noticed so... | "Lads, look on the bright side, it is not us who are bleeding down there."
The bushy-bearded man points to the small cluster of creatures locked in heated combat with an assortment of skeletons, zombies, wraiths and enormous stitched-up monsters.
"The damned things keep on coming," a finely armored youth muttere... | 2019-11-06T02:55:13 | 2019-11-06T02:51:13 | 15 | 10 |
[WP] The Villain uncovers the Hero's true identity, and targets his family. Unfortunately, the Hero's spouse is a retired villain even more powerful than the current one. | "Slowly, now," I warn, as Perry Gunderson, or, as we know him, the hero Paragon, stepped into his own living room. "You're going to want to play this one smart."
"And why's that?" he asked, stalling as he strove to comprehend the situation. As though it could be anything other than the obvious.
"Why, your wife and da... | There's a knock at the door. I know who it is. The audacity. *How polite.*
I'm immediately cold. Like a block of ice melting in my stomach. I can only look from my place on the couch. I'm quivering. I can't stop.
"You gonna get that?"
My wife calls from upstairs. I puke on the carpet. I force myself to stand. Force ... | 2020-07-19T02:58:47 | 2020-07-19T01:54:40 | 96 | 38 |
[WP] The Villain uncovers the Hero's true identity, and targets his family. Unfortunately, the Hero's spouse is a retired villain even more powerful than the current one. | "Slowly, now," I warn, as Perry Gunderson, or, as we know him, the hero Paragon, stepped into his own living room. "You're going to want to play this one smart."
"And why's that?" he asked, stalling as he strove to comprehend the situation. As though it could be anything other than the obvious.
"Why, your wife and da... | The Executioner looked at the large screen as he reclined on his chair. “Mr. David Drake, the Paladin...” It was the man he hated most, who he has always wished to gruesomely murder, just so happened to be his hair stylist.
*That damn boy scout. Smiling wide, pointing his sword to my chest, and giving me amazing hair... | 2020-07-19T02:58:47 | 2020-07-19T02:38:41 | 96 | 28 |
[WP] All space-faring species use different methods of interstellar travel. Magic, prayer, even sheer willpower. Humans were the only ones impure and insane enough to use controlled explosives. | As soon as the first reports hit the galactic web, the entire Milky Way ground to a halt.
HUMAN PROTO-CIVILIZATION REACHES NEIGHBOR PLANET
But the second half of the headline is what shook the galactic community to its core.
**ZERO CASUALTIES**
The impossible had happened, a species not even qualifying as a Class 1... | At the first Intergalactic Species Spatial Convention, Ambassador Susie Mclaren was under attack.
“That makes no sense!” Ambassador Klip roared, slamming his star-studded hand on the table. “You dare mock us, Susie of the Mclarens?”
Ambassador Sopa nodded her agreement. Tiny bursts of magic fell from her tentacle-ha... | 2020-08-07T18:10:46 | 2020-08-07T13:31:16 | 705 | 406 |
[WP] All space-faring species use different methods of interstellar travel. Magic, prayer, even sheer willpower. Humans were the only ones impure and insane enough to use controlled explosives. | As soon as the first reports hit the galactic web, the entire Milky Way ground to a halt.
HUMAN PROTO-CIVILIZATION REACHES NEIGHBOR PLANET
But the second half of the headline is what shook the galactic community to its core.
**ZERO CASUALTIES**
The impossible had happened, a species not even qualifying as a Class 1... | BANG!
Kalvar the Martianwas almost done with his midday ritual when he heard the noise. Surely it was...
"K to the R! What's up bro?"
"I've told you several times... My name is..."
"I know, I know, The Martian Kalvar of the Order of the Ethereal Knights. Is that your real name, or do you just put that on your resum... | 2020-08-07T18:10:46 | 2020-08-07T17:06:37 | 705 | 38 |
[WP] All space-faring species use different methods of interstellar travel. Magic, prayer, even sheer willpower. Humans were the only ones impure and insane enough to use controlled explosives. | The ship was derelict, a ruined husk floating gently in the Rividian asteroid belt. The bodies of its crew hung eerily in the vacuum, faces frozen in horror.
"Poor bastards" thought Yhellen as she flew through the corridors, surrounded by an air bubble she'd conjured. They had emerged from their interstellar flight in... | # first time doing this, please go easy on me haha
Logfile GA-0087:23Intergalactic-Subzone:FH247
## IGA-Sentient-ID: FH247-0 Self Classification: Homo sapiens
Humans.A less than averaged sized and shaped carbon-based life-form in this universe's equivalent of the badlands.They were seen as weak, their communities- k... | 2020-08-08T01:39:31 | 2020-08-07T21:47:11 | 30 | 17 |
[WP] You are a poor urchin scrounging for food. Suddenly the body of a dead prince is dumped in your alley. To your surprise the prince looks exactly like you. Seeking a better life, you usurp the dead prince's identity and return with something his former enemies didn't expect: street smarts. | Jane did what she needed to do to survive. She always had. And *yes* on some moral level she secretly wondered if she’d burn in hell for what she’s done. Lifting the clothes and crown off a body had to be a bad enough offence, let alone actually pretending to be Princess Ophelia.
But here’s the thing—Jane was fairly ... | As a lowly echinoderm I was never given a lot of chances. Subsiding off the scraps thrown out by a local restaurant I couldn't take anything for granted: I had, after all, once been part of those scraps.
My spikes weren't just physical. To survive on the streets, you need to guard your true self as you would a great t... | 2020-10-27T04:04:46 | 2020-10-27T00:27:18 | 231 | 122 |
[WP] “hello, how may I help you?” The store owner, who is clearly not human, and wearing a very unconvincing human disguise, greets you as you walk in. | Alvin just needed some acetaminophen and a Gatorade. He was severely hung over from the night before. A few too many bloody Mary’s. It was the kind of hang over where you question your ability to live amongst people. Maybe I should get a babysitter, but for a 20-something. Someone to keep me from hurting myself, he th... | A wide smile was plastered on the man's face.
Lorry was stopped on her tracks for a brief moment. But as she briefly nodded at the man, he simply looked away and continued on with whatever he was doing before. Thoughts of a slight indifference made her annoyed for some reason.
"Excuse me," Lorry said as she inched fo... | 2021-01-23T10:53:02 | 2021-01-23T09:35:12 | 19 | 14 |
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