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[WP] Everyone dies twice: once when their body dies, and once when their name is spoken for the last time. One must wander the earth as a ghost until their name is spoken for the last time; only then can they pass into the afterlife. It's been over 3000 years, and you're still here. | I am King Tut. I've been wandering the Earth for 3000 years, unfortunately. As it turns out, you do pass into the afterlife. Although, in order for that to happen, your name has to be uttered for the last time.
Being that I was a pharaoh, I'm probably going to be spoken about until the end of time. That's what happens... | It was all because of that stupid TV show.
I thought that it was done ruining my life when I turned twenty. The comments had slowly been dying down, and I figured that once my friends were out of their teenage years, the talk would turn to wine more so than my name.
Sufficed to say, it didn’t.
I died from old age, ... | 2016-01-17T13:04:14 | 2016-01-17T11:19:18 | 24 | 15 |
[WP] Everyone dies twice: once when their body dies, and once when their name is spoken for the last time. One must wander the earth as a ghost until their name is spoken for the last time; only then can they pass into the afterlife. It's been over 3000 years, and you're still here. | "Okay guys today is a very special day, as I'm sure you're all aware. Today it has been exactly 3000 years since the incredibly popular "Ghosts Named John Smith Society" was first formed by our lord and savoir, John Smith." The crowd of ethereal John Smiths, numbering well into the millions, let's out an underwhelming ... | It was all because of that stupid TV show.
I thought that it was done ruining my life when I turned twenty. The comments had slowly been dying down, and I figured that once my friends were out of their teenage years, the talk would turn to wine more so than my name.
Sufficed to say, it didn’t.
I died from old age, ... | 2016-01-17T12:40:16 | 2016-01-17T11:19:18 | 20 | 15 |
[WP] Write about a chess match from the POV of one of the pieces. | Eternal battles fought, and I've no idea why. I do as I'm told, a quiet hand guiding me toward victory- or, sometimes, defeat. Through time, I've started to wonder- why do I fight? There is certainly no longer any glory, and I've grown tired of nothing but death.
Yet, alas, such things are not my place. I am a pawn; ... | It was rare for women to serve in the imperial white army. I had fought tooth and nail for my right to serve. I was still a squire when the time came for battle. The dark army was razing villages to the east and our noble leadership had decided it was time to face them in open battle. Our forces were evenly matched and... | 2016-02-06T12:31:24 | 2016-02-06T12:13:52 | 44 | 20 |
[WP] "All I'm saying is, the dragon's fire breath was just not hot enough to have melted the castle's support beams."
Found on @AwfulFantasy's twitter account, specifically here; imgur.com/gallery/T9Z1u
Edit: From 0 to top prompt. This subreddit works in mysterious ways. Thanks for the quality responses everyone. | "Dragon's fire can't melt castle beams, Mikhail," I screamed. "They're made of STONE. You can't just melt a stone, fool. I'm telling you- it was black magic, the High Court wanted an excuse to increase their military power, and now they have it. One of them must've sold their soul or flesh to summon a powerful demon th... | "I have it right here: 'the dragon's RED flames burned straight through the beams like butter in a pot."
"Yeah, that's what I said. Look, we don't have time for this!"
"Well, frankly, it doesn't add up. Red fire burns at a maximum of eighteen hundred degrees Fahrenheit. Iron beams melt at twenty-seven fifty."
"What... | 2016-02-14T09:20:34 | 2016-02-14T07:49:19 | 753 | 15 |
[WP] We contact alien life and find that the vast majority of aliens exist in a slower time frame. Humans are perceived as extremely agile, mentally quick, and have very short lives. | “They say they’re as fast as a Snuqial.” the Private said, trying to hide his increased level of anxiety.
“Have you ever hunted Sunqial? ‘Cuz if you had you’d know a Human would smoke a Sunqial. Run them both from here to Tyrawon and the Human will be back a full DAY before the Sunqial!”
The Lieutenant was hiding hi... | "So, as I was saying, my dear, old friend, or might I even say, my '*dearest, oldest*' friend, ha ha h--nj-hhhh-zz-ggggghhhh-nj-hhhhzz ..."
Ambassador Brigel was caught in a fit of coughing and it was hard to not roll my eyes at this pathetic creature. I pretended to be concerned and patted him, very reluctantly, on ... | 2016-08-22T19:10:46 | 2016-08-22T18:22:03 | 696 | 386 |
[WP] We contact alien life and find that the vast majority of aliens exist in a slower time frame. Humans are perceived as extremely agile, mentally quick, and have very short lives. | The twitchy creatures bounced around their cell faster than I could follow. The only time I could make sense of what they were doing, without slowing down the video feed by many orders of magnitude, was when they slept. But even then, they only remained motionless for a couple of breaths, before bouncing back up and re... | "I wonder what it's like in there," Kevin said as I flicked my cigarette down in the ravine below. My neck was sore from staring at the ship, and I knew I'd feel it in the morning.
"I bet they know." I motioned to the watchtowers which had recently been erected below the magnificent vessel in the sky.
"They just don't... | 2016-08-22T21:37:20 | 2016-08-22T21:02:54 | 88 | 10 |
[WP] The Illuminati is actually a gentlemen's club for the super-rich. Often men make high risk and dangerous bets/wagers such as: "I bet you can't destabilize Ukraine in under a week." One day you offer a wager to the most powerful member that's too irresistible to turn down. | (Illuminati prompt aww yis)
For being a world-renowned R&B superstar and having topped the Forbes Celebrity 100, the people in this club pay me surprisingly little attention. Maybe some are scared of angering me. Maybe some know I'm married. Maybe some think I'm one of the strippers here. All the better for me, I ... | I watch the clown on my 52 inchTV, he delivers yet another embarrassing news conference making a spectacle of our entire political system. How did we get here? I must confess, it is all my fault. I belong to a gentlemen's club for what are termed, super-rich. One day, after enjoying a round of golf with my bud Mark, we... | 2016-08-23T16:44:49 | 2016-08-23T13:00:40 | 150 | 94 |
[WP] Your grandparents always playfully bickered in their native language. To surprised them, you took lessons, but now you understand what they're really saying...
What comes next will shock you! | I was happy, when registering for my first semester of college, to see my school offered intro to Russian. My grandparents came to America during World War II but would still talk Russian to each other, even after all this time. They focused on assimilation, especially during the cold war, so very little of the languag... | When I was younger I always thought my grandparents had their own made-up language. It sounded like a melody, almost like they were singing to each other. I always used to ask them why they had their own language, but they just smiled and told me; "You will know when you get older, honey."
I pouted, I was going to fin... | 2016-09-09T14:49:34 | 2016-09-09T14:31:32 | 190 | 101 |
[WP] "Sir, we have found a planet so toxic and inhospitable, I could not even imagine a place so hostile. However, it even has sentient life, calling themselves "humans", who seem entirely unaffected!"
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Keep it up. Today, /r/WritingPrompts, tomorrow, the World! | [BEGIN TRANSLATION]
"They breathe *rocket fuel*?"
"Ye... yes sir. And..."
"They're immersed in the vapors of rocket fuel and you expect me to believe their whole planet doesn't simply combust?"
"Well... They *do* have combustion events with great regularity, but they never reach that scale..."
"Don't be a fool! We... | "The universe sure is a marvelous place" - Captain Ytrom said. "How high did you say the concentration of the oxygen in their atmosphere is?"
"21 percent, Sir" - his adjutant Llabwons replied, eyeing the blue ball of horror behind the illuminator.
"21 percent, huh. Makes you wonder how their whole planet didn... | 2016-11-07T15:22:28 | 2016-11-07T14:18:03 | 904 | 90 |
[WP] One normal day you see a mouse pointer move across your field of vision, right click, and delete an object. | August 14, 2000:
The day started as normal as any other, waking up in my bed and all. I open the fridge to see what's to eat. Nothing, same as yesterday. On the bright side, it's been so long since my power got shut off, anything in there would spoil anyway. I grab the baking powder and brush my teeth. It's not ideal,... | I reported the incidence yesterday to my superiors. During my evening hike, I had seen a mouse pointer delete an entire forest, even the ground on which the cedars and pines had stood had disappeared too, leaving a gaping hole that reached the centre of the earth. I hadn't been the only one to witness this, the area wa... | 2017-02-05T13:33:15 | 2017-02-05T13:30:26 | 105 | 14 |
[WP]You are a guard in a video game. The main character thinks that they are always able to successfully sneak past you. They don't, you notice every time but would prefer not to have you and your friends be mercilessly slaughtered. | I can see him, creeping from shadow to shadow in some pretense of stealth, the most wanted man in Dunwall, dressed up in that odd metal mask, and dark coat. He has shining sword in one hand, miraculous that it hasn't been stolen by a covetous bird, and a fully automatic pistol that is illegal in all The Isles. He think... | “Shh,” he sounded, “do you hear that?” The screams of Rory and Monty echoed through the chambers in unison like a choir conducted by death himself.
I stopped in my tracks, like a dear in headlights,
and looked up at him, forcing a slow, but forceful nod in his direction. He made a careful, but swift motion towards th... | 2017-05-29T03:20:22 | 2017-05-29T01:00:55 | 29 | 17 |
[WP] A story that doesn't make any sense, until you read the last line. | It's the best deal in town. You can be the student you always wanted to be. However long it takes. You'll get there, to have the time of your life. When I wanted him. History doesn't repeat itself, but it rhymes. Sunny and 72 degrees. Except where prohibited by law. He grabbed her hand.
She stopped twisting t... | I'm tired and I want to go home, but I can't. Not until she is dead, I've come this far I have to see it through. There is a sound at the door and I hasten to shut and lock it. Now is not a time for interruptions, there is work to be done. I pull open the bottom drawer, it's full of tools of the trade. I slip on a pair... | 2017-08-30T06:54:31 | 2017-08-30T05:08:01 | 5,691 | 169 |
[WP] A story that doesn't make any sense, until you read the last line. | It's the best deal in town. You can be the student you always wanted to be. However long it takes. You'll get there, to have the time of your life. When I wanted him. History doesn't repeat itself, but it rhymes. Sunny and 72 degrees. Except where prohibited by law. He grabbed her hand.
She stopped twisting t... | He gazed into the distance, smiling as a cool breeze hit him.
It reminded him of a memory of his childhood, the first time he played in the rain. All the cousins gathered at Grandpa's house and played various games for hours. The uncles and aunts joined them after a while and everyone then hosed off after the rain. ... | 2017-08-30T06:54:31 | 2017-08-30T05:46:13 | 5,691 | 46 |
[WP] A story that doesn't make any sense, until you read the last line. | *How had it come to this?*
As I collapsed in the heat, I despaired over how foolish I was, as I recalled the events that led to my predicament.
I thought myself intelligent. Overcoming trial after trial with little difficulty, jumping though hoops and going far. I believed the sweet whispers of the devil and became... | Glass
Lottery was like my religion. I would treat everyday like Sunday. Everyday, I'd pray about my six numbers. I would even kneel. Because I was desperately hoping. Always. Always hoping to hit the jackpot.
I'd always wanted to buy my wife those south sea pearls her mother passed down unto her, but she pawned as w... | 2017-08-30T07:52:39 | 2017-08-30T07:26:10 | 17 | 11 |
[WP] A story that doesn't make any sense, until you read the last line. | *How had it come to this?*
As I collapsed in the heat, I despaired over how foolish I was, as I recalled the events that led to my predicament.
I thought myself intelligent. Overcoming trial after trial with little difficulty, jumping though hoops and going far. I believed the sweet whispers of the devil and became... | First time responding to a prompt, so be gentle.
Grixbrug gave a soft, uninspired sigh. Nothing he did could affect the world anymore. His steps made no impacts into the ground; his bow would not draw; he could knock an arrow, but it wouldn't leave his inventory. How long had he been stuck in this hell.
At this point... | 2017-08-30T07:52:39 | 2017-08-30T06:35:06 | 17 | 10 |
[WP] A story that doesn't make any sense, until you read the last line. | I built my cabin to deal with the death of my wife. It was nothing special, just a one floor log cabin deep in the forests of Maine. But working on it soothed me, helped me relax. I built a huge fireplace right into the wall, and when lit it made the entire wall radiate heat. The interior was all wood; the paneling on ... | First time responding to a prompt, so be gentle.
Grixbrug gave a soft, uninspired sigh. Nothing he did could affect the world anymore. His steps made no impacts into the ground; his bow would not draw; he could knock an arrow, but it wouldn't leave his inventory. How long had he been stuck in this hell.
At this point... | 2017-08-30T06:57:18 | 2017-08-30T06:35:06 | 17 | 10 |
[WP] Once every year, soulmates glow the same color as each other for one hour. | I used to love this time of year, watching the world running around in search of their glow. I remember watching a young couple when I was in Manchester for work, both bathed in silver, struggling to hold a conversation in broken English in between masses and masses of glow-hunters roaming the streets. But the smiles... | Before the Incident, before we began to glow, I envied my friends and their relationships. They always seemed perfect; they would know the right thing to say, the surprise dates leaving one another speechless, or the way to resolve any disagreements (usually involving an immediate surprise date.)
On December 21, 2012,... | 2017-10-21T14:01:38 | 2017-10-21T12:51:56 | 63 | 32 |
[WP] Everyone is born with a natural tattoo of their spirit animal. Every person gets the traits and abilities of their respective animal. But when you were born your father, having a bear tattoo and your mother, bearing a dove tattoo, were horrified. Leviathan.
Edit. Wow thank you to everyone who submitted thie stori... | At birth, it had looked like a small silver dragonfly. Uncommon, but not unheard of. It had started on my side, just above my left hip. My parents had been so pleased, but my mother shone with pride. She was marked with the dove and not prone to excessive emotions, but seeing the tiny, glittering wings on her daughter ... | Our first video chat was great. We both met over the internet and after some short texting we decided to have a video chat. In that chat we found out that we don't really like our spirit animal. She wanted to know why I hate mine and I was willing to give her my answer:
"I really hate my spirit animal. Everyone of my ... | 2017-11-08T06:02:20 | 2017-11-08T05:45:33 | 28 | 17 |
[WP] A man watches his girlfriend repeatedly fail the “I’m not a robot,” test while checking out during online shopping. He comes to the realization she is indeed, a robot. | “I cannot believe—“
“Babe, calm down. It’s just a captcha..thingy, it’s not even that hard.”
Greg huffed as he took a step closer to Joanna. She always seemed to have this problem with those dumb tests for robots at the checkouts or signups for sites, and he could not imagine why. Maybe her eyesight was the issue. Ma... | James looked down and closed his eyes.
"In a minute, James. These things are getting way harder than they used to be, huh?"
The man moved his head, opened his eyes, and stared at the girl sitting at his desk as he sipped from his mugful of coffee. He waited. His focus sat inquisitively upon his younger lover as she, ... | 2018-01-07T17:50:36 | 2018-01-07T10:46:19 | 14 | 10 |
[WP] You can go to any fictional universe you want, but aren't allowed to help progress the main plot. | I walked into Whiterun, just like an everyday adventurer. The smells, the cool air, everything was just as it should be. I know the rules, but I'm not sure of the time, did the dragonborn come yet? Is the battle over? I go to the market to sell my pelts, and to chop wood for some extra money.
I get a room for the nigh... | I stepped quietly down the stone path with tears in my eyes. Nothing would ever again compare to living like this, how could I go back to a life of two kids and a husband, gaming, and just reading the stories when I had...lived them.
I started with The Eye of the World of Course, what fan wouldn't? I *grew up* wit... | 2018-06-16T14:44:13 | 2018-06-16T13:47:10 | 61 | 13 |
[WP] You are a feared warrior called the "Silent." Why? Because you do not shout out your every move you're about to make. | Slash. Stab. Repeat. They all fall one by one, and the sand of the arena drinks deep of the blood.
My foes are resilient, and fearful. Their "Blazing Phantom Strikes" and "Sonic Trauma Cannons" go wild. I dispatch them quickly, with as little pain as I can give.
The world is alive with Mana. It is alive with magica... | "Your Kung-Fu is too strong," the wounded man shouted in a kiwi accent, the movements of his mouth not syncing to his words. "However, you are unprepared!"
He spat, gathering himself to his feet and tearing the top of his Gi from his shoulders. "For now you face, *Ultimate Flaming Rhino Style!*" With that, he clasped... | 2018-07-08T06:56:28 | 2018-07-08T06:29:08 | 140 | 87 |
[WP] Scandinavians still believe the only way to get to Valhalla is to die in battle. For that reason, every hospital employs a Battle Nurse. | The fisherman’s eyes fell with the weight of memory. Candles clutched in sheltered palms flickered in the stormy night. Tears and rain mixed on the wharf, but this was not a sad occasion.
“Papa, why are you crying?” My son asked.
I clutched his young shoulders. “Grandpapa is going off to battle, one last time.”
“Wa... | Things were hard.
Ever since they realised that weaker men and women just end up causing more pain as battle nurses, since they couldn't finish it quick, they decided it was a job for big guys. Or more specifically, guys that knew how to kill.
So criminals was the answer, not psychopaths, for obvious reasons, but jus... | 2018-12-08T22:37:19 | 2018-12-08T22:17:01 | 202 | 108 |
[WP] Everyone is born with 1-100 tally marks tattooed on their arm. The higher your number, the more valuable you are and the more successful you will be. You bully a kid because he is obviously hiding a low score. One day, he rolls up his sleeve to show an infinity symbol. | It was the first of January. The day of the Reveal. The day every person turning sixteen in the next twelve months will find out the number that will determine who their friends will be, where they will live, the jobs they will work. I wasn't worried. Both of my parents were in the 90's, my sister too. I was almost gua... | I take a glance across the hall. Who's going to get in my way this morning? Who's going to get my day ruined, again. Who am I kidding, it's the same, scrawny, sad excuse for a boy. The one who thinks he deserves to share the same space with someone like me, a stalwart 92. Does he have an ounce of respect? Does he think... | 2018-12-27T18:27:11 | 2018-12-27T17:17:45 | 287 | 81 |
[WP] You work at a hospital. Outside a terminal patient’s room, someone tries to enter. You stop them, “Sorry, family only.” They give you a strange look, as do those nearby. “You can see me?” They ask, summoning a scythe from thin air. You just told Death they couldn’t claim a soul. | “Yes I can see you.” I wasn't sure what else to say. I heard stories of dying patients talking to already dead family members shortly before passing away, but this was a whole new level of weird.
“Well...” The man with the scythe, who I could only assume was Death himself, was obviously flustered. “I really need to... | The distant hum of the florescent lights permeate the air of the rather quiet ward. Glenda was just twirling her pen, trying to get a sudoku down during her break, which is as rare as they come. She didn't have the chance to finish her momentary stroke until she saw movement down her peripheral vision.
She looked up a... | 2019-03-23T23:06:43 | 2019-03-23T21:26:02 | 267 | 103 |
[WP] You’re a college professor, and grades for the semester were just posted. One disgruntled failing student comes to you with an archaic copy of the school’s bylaws-and a pair of weapons. They’re invoking a rule from the university’s founding allowing them to pass through trial by combat. | "Why did you bring swords?"
"I'm, uh," he looked down at his piece of paper, "invoking the student's right to retake the final through combat."
"What?"
"It's under the rules," he said, handing me the paper. On it was a screenshot of the school's online rulebook. Sure enough, it said students were allowed a final b... | He scraped the two swords against one another, blades sharp and eager for a trial.
“You can pick your sword and meet me by the football field where we’ll settle this once and for—“
“Wait a second,” I said, with an annoyed huff of breath, not even looking at James. I was reading over the “bylaws” myself. They began: ... | 2019-06-05T08:10:13 | 2019-06-05T06:04:03 | 29 | 20 |
[WP] You’re a college professor, and grades for the semester were just posted. One disgruntled failing student comes to you with an archaic copy of the school’s bylaws-and a pair of weapons. They’re invoking a rule from the university’s founding allowing them to pass through trial by combat. | "Why did you bring swords?"
"I'm, uh," he looked down at his piece of paper, "invoking the student's right to retake the final through combat."
"What?"
"It's under the rules," he said, handing me the paper. On it was a screenshot of the school's online rulebook. Sure enough, it said students were allowed a final b... | He must have expected me to be surprised. I'm sure most professors would have been. But many historians - myself included - had a knack for small, obscure details such as these. And speaking of details, he was holding two dadao. I teach European history. Technically he was allowed to duel me with whichever weapon he wa... | 2019-06-05T08:10:13 | 2019-06-05T07:51:17 | 29 | 15 |
[WP] you're in your bed about to go to sleep, with your arm dangling off the side. You feel a dark hand grasp yours, knowing first impressions are important you give it a firm shake. The next thing you hear from under your bed is "you're hired" | ..."you're hired".
I wasn't expecting that. But I decided to roll with it, might as well see where the rabbit hole leads to.
"Oh? What sort of benefits do I get? And the pay?" while I say that the creature comes out from under the bed, it is bigger than the space it occupied, with black ram horns on its head and scal... | The hustle and bustle of my desk job was getting the best of me. I was exhausted from replaying the same day over and over again. I was just ready to go home and go to bed to forget it all, so I packed up and headed that way. I could barely make it through my shower, and skipped dinner just to jump into bed and forget ... | 2019-08-30T08:04:44 | 2019-08-30T07:23:59 | 36 | 11 |
[WP] After a brush with death at the claws of a werewolf, you manage to get back home. The following night, moonlight fills your room. You recoil in pain as you feel your body changing. Once you catch your breath, you gaze into your mirror, which is much bigger than you remember. You look adorable. | "Lily!" My father raised his voice towards me pulling me from my inner monologue and making me jump.
"Yes father?" My breath coming quicker then normal as if he could see my dark secret in my eyes.
"I asked you if you did the washin." He stated while looking down at the stew my mother set before him with a bored look... | It was excruciating.
The pain I felt in my body was something I've never felt before. Fuck—even getting hit in the balls didn't make me feel this way.
It was a blur, but all I remember was my own screams in agony followed by the breaking and meshing of my new, stronger bones. I felt like a thousand needles were hitti... | 2019-10-31T14:37:03 | 2019-10-31T14:20:41 | 38 | 27 |
[WP] With total war as a concept alien to the rest of our galaxy, All saw humans as negotiators and peacemakers, soft and weak. Today is the day when the galaxy discovers why being so good at finding ways to avoid war was a survival mechanism. | Surely their treaty language was infantile. Every galactic power saw the human delegations in this light, and granted them allowances when they called out other polities for supposed violations. Their own world still rattled with ancient, barbaric rivalries, but their world government was adept at crafting laws that ad... | Super busy professional and Dad - please comment and tell me how to improve!
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Alex switched off her comm-link and keyed for the holographic map. The fleets were slugging it out overhead with thousands of colored blips pulsating about a foot above her wrist display.
Spillway...4... | 2019-11-24T12:29:38 | 2019-11-24T11:06:40 | 363 | 151 |
[WP] With total war as a concept alien to the rest of our galaxy, All saw humans as negotiators and peacemakers, soft and weak. Today is the day when the galaxy discovers why being so good at finding ways to avoid war was a survival mechanism. | A general, crying? Preposterous. Utterly preposterous. But it doesn't seem so now that there are so few of us left and the galaxy is a charred ruin.
"I come in peace, but I'm pleading with you, with tears in my eyes: if you fuck with me, I will kill you all."
The Earthling outpost com... | First attempt.
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"The Council of Men is in session," John began as he sat down on the head seat. "Let me start by saying that I would not call for a council if it weren't for our cirumstances."
"Ah, yes, circumstances. Like how Xalkian troops are harrassing my merchants," Merchant Captain Artyom replied, snee... | 2019-11-24T14:06:56 | 2019-11-24T14:01:28 | 157 | 60 |
[WP] With total war as a concept alien to the rest of our galaxy, All saw humans as negotiators and peacemakers, soft and weak. Today is the day when the galaxy discovers why being so good at finding ways to avoid war was a survival mechanism. | "With all due respect Ambassador, we are underestimating the Humans".
There. I said it. A career ending sentence. A diplomatic functionary of the Fourth Resource is only permitted into meetings merely to attend to more senior entities. That's all. To speak in anything other than a hushed whisper is unthinkable. To add... | Gahonna was a trading station far out on the rim of the civilised space. At least as far as the Orkunn was concerned. Like any other representative of the Khayo Conglomerate he did not care for anything outside of the Conglomerate borders. Khayo were apex predators, they were the fastest, strongest predators on their p... | 2019-11-24T16:08:56 | 2019-11-24T15:28:18 | 98 | 54 |
[WP] With total war as a concept alien to the rest of our galaxy, All saw humans as negotiators and peacemakers, soft and weak. Today is the day when the galaxy discovers why being so good at finding ways to avoid war was a survival mechanism. | In the early days of their interstellar empire, the humans were relatively insignificant. They remained as neutral as possible to all conflicts. And, through what seemed like magic, negotiated trade deals, resources for technology, their usual proposal. The humans were so unimpressive, most races made the deal withou... | “huuuumaaaaan” the small grey being said in a mocking tone
President Wells stared at the alien with contempt
“We know all too well of your so called warnings, your pleas, your “negotiations”. We have experience many other species who also could bear look at at the federation firepower and but quiver in fear at our mi... | 2019-11-24T22:18:47 | 2019-11-24T20:20:21 | 25 | 18 |
[WP] You, a villain, heart set on taking over the world, kidnapped the hero’s sidekick. You find out that you are treating them much better than the hero was and decide to take them under your wing. |
When Rainbow Girl woke up, she knew she was in trouble.
Wherever she was, it wasn't LightSaber's secret base. The bed she was on was not her own - and there was a blanket over her. It was... fuzzy. She sat up slowly, checking cautiously beneath the blanket. She was wearing nearly nothing, but it was the same ne... | *Note first prompt pls no rage on bad "x" thing*
Standing on the roof of skyscraper; you're just a few minutes away from unleashing the most powerful, the most incredible monstrosity upon the world and finally claim it as your own.
/You hear sound coming beneath you followed by the ground starting to tremble/
Sudden... | 2020-03-26T17:05:24 | 2020-03-26T17:01:36 | 61 | 10 |
[WP] It seemed like a perfect magical deal. When any child descended from you is born you grow younger by a single year. So you agree, planning on a big family and living to a ripe old age. Years later however you find yourself rapidly growing younger and regret not understanding exponential growth. | Life begats life. This is plainly known. Less known is the magical potential every life holds. Even if it's never realized, it's possible to tap into that magical pool.
I was in my 37th year in this realm, which though it may not look like it, was a long time ago, when I struck upon a wondrous deal. How could I not le... | When I met little Richard he seemed not to recognize me. They had torn down the attic and was in the process of scraping the rest of the house. It was very hot and there was sawdust in the air. I did not manage to recover our common history from Richard, so I handed him a business card and played an insurance salesman.... | 2021-04-15T11:13:01 | 2021-04-15T11:09:08 | 144 | 20 |
[WP] Abraham: "No, I will not sacrifice my son. I refuse to worship a God who asks for the death of children" | "Good."
Abraham frowned. "Wait what?"
"This was a test. I demand much of my children, but i will not make them violate that law." god replied. "Life is the most percious gift to you... you know, I can already see timelines where you do it because you have faith i provide an alternative to you, my son, or because you... | God smiled. "Congratulations, Abraham. When you haggled with Me over Sodom and Gomorrah, I was pleased. I seek to engage with people and connect to them, and by bargaining with Me to spare a city your nephew was in but was otherwise full of strangers you found favor in My sight."
He spread his arms wide. "Across t... | 2021-04-20T10:51:31 | 2021-04-20T09:06:43 | 17 | 12 |
[WP] The local museum is run by an eccentric old man who knows the opening pieces like he was there for their whole history. His secret? He’s a secret dragon who figured out if you display your hoard, people will give you new things to display. | "So you saw."
"Yeah."
Mr. Golde sighed, looked at the ground, and folded his gnarled hands together. I'd never paid much attention to his hands before. Now that I did, I saw the tell-tale long fingernails that were more pointed than rounded at the ends.
Around us were glass cases full of toys -- bisque dolls, metal ... | #The Claws of History
"Welcome! Welcome! To the Godfried Grave of Gotten History, where all of the relics of the world with true significance are collected for your enjoyment. You are free to peruse at your heart's content but please, let me show you our most precious items first."
Towering over my fellow patrons, ... | 2021-07-01T04:58:02 | 2021-07-01T04:16:30 | 691 | 38 |
[WP] As a psychic interrogator you've seen many people do many things to resist you reading their mind. Some use pain, some try to Marshall their thoughts, some even repeat a word or mantra ad nauseam. For the first time you're shocked at how someone did it. | I sat in the seat, across from the gentleman being interrogated. My non-psychic partner is a more classically trained interrogator. Legally speaking, the person being questioned is required to be informed before I enter the room.
This is when people try the different things to keep me out. Not out of the room, just ou... | I focused, and came to the surface thoughts layer. It was unusually abstract, but rather than fighting back, the subject's mind seemed to assist me in, providing useful details.
I hesitated - could this be a trick to draw me off track? No, this was definitely on topic, right at the core of why citizen 1052377191 might... | 2022-01-14T12:25:12 | 2022-01-14T11:36:26 | 15 | 11 |
[WP] They say you’re unstable, and they tread on eggshells around you but nobody will tell you why. After waking up with complete amnesia, you have no memory of who you are and so that makes you even more curious as to why everyone is terrified of you. | Violated, hurt, angry, I hear a man's scream and I wake up with a start. The airline attendants are keeping their distance. The man next to me is sweating. . Brown, mister Brown. I remember him, the doctors. It has been what? Two weeks since I woke in the hospital. They call me Anna. I don't know if that is my real nam... | Upon a stabbing pain in my eyes, I awoke to see three ugly mugs before me.
"Boss!" Ugly #1 cried. His tears streamed down from behind pitch-black sunglasses.
"Boss! you're finally awake!" Ugly #2 snivelled and wiped his snot on his sleeve.
Ugly #3 didn't say anything but remained stiffly in a corner, unsure if he sh... | 2022-03-02T04:36:21 | 2022-03-02T04:31:36 | 45 | 32 |
[WP] You are secretly the strongest supervillain in the world. Because you are stronger than all of the strongest heroes combines your life is consumed by an overwhelming apathy, to the point where you stop fighting at 1/4 your power and give up. Today, someone finaly pissed you off… | Unbelievable. He knew he had let the charade go on for far too long but he never had anticipated *this*. The hubris. The audacity! Twelve long years of pretending to let the Super Squad "beat" him. Time and time again he let them boast in front of the media that they had bested the great Zaldrax. And *this* was the tha... | WalkMan stood in the ruins of the orphanage, ignoring the searing heat of the flames licking his skin. Even over this distance, I could hear his most powerful fighting song erupting from his headphones.
Good. This would be a more entertaining battle than usual.
With a single step, WalkMan jumped, flinging himself a... | 2022-07-08T17:05:10 | 2022-07-08T14:22:48 | 617 | 260 |
[WP] The magical races enslaved magic-less humans centuries ago. To expand their empires, the magical races travel and conquer different dimensions. They soon stumble across and try to conquer a magic-less world full of humans. It did not go well. | "Tripod set?"
"Yep"
"Okay, wind is North North West and 6 knots"
"Adjusting, range?"
"832m and these guys aren't serious right?"
"Scope is set and shot is ready...and what?"
"I mean bringing a magical army through a rip in time and space is one thing but lining them up and preparing to charge an entrenched foe is... | "***What?***"
The emperor growled at the messenger before him, eliciting a frightful wince, as he struggled to comprehend what he had been told.
"You mean to tell me... a *third* of my *entire army* is *dead*?" The emperor's tone gradually falling from hostility, to incredulity, to finally bewildering disbelief... | 2022-08-13T14:06:55 | 2022-08-13T12:58:22 | 22 | 16 |
[WP] A wife kills her husband. Make me sympathize with both characters. | She came home to find him in a heap next to the couch, pants stained with urine, a few tears streaming down the wrinkled lines in his face. Fifty-seven good years and she had to watch him wasting away, unable to get off the couch by himself, embarrassed and incontinent. She had only run to the grocer to get more food f... | As if a ticking time bomb, the aneurysm at Bob’s brain stem pulsed in time as the blood ran through it. The micro-bulge had never been noticed before but today it decided to rupture.
***
The breakfast was only half finished when he watched as Sara rose from the table to get more coffee. 32 years and he stilled stared ... | 2013-10-08T10:12:16 | 2013-10-08T08:08:08 | 373 | 119 |
[WP] A wife kills her husband. Make me sympathize with both characters. | "TWENTY!"
"NINETEEN!"
"EIGHTEEN!"
Jack is counting. Shouting at me rather.
Outside world has gone to hell, infection they say, a viral vaccine gone bad.
People ripping each other apart.
I can see the neighborhood gas station go up in flames.
"FIFTEEN"
"FOURTEEN" "Jane. DO IT NOW. DO IT for maria" ... | "That wasn't really poison I used, you know."
"Oh, no?" His eyelids opened slightly, still half closed.
"No, I just wanted to make you say what you won't say any other way. I just used enough to put you to sleep."
"Ahh, you always thought you were smarter than me. And I really believed you had a toothache and need... | 2013-10-08T20:44:45 | 2013-10-08T17:01:14 | 31 | 20 |
[WP] A man wants to sell his soul to a demon but the thing he wants in return is so dubious the demon is thrown for a loop. | “Let me get this straight,” said Azazel, standing in a run-down apartment choked with smoke.
“You want to be the color purple.”
“Yeah maaan, I mean think about it... How much stuff in the universe is purple, I could be,” pause for bong hit, “all of that shit at once. I’d be fuckin Barney and grape soda… AT THE ... | "Woah there cowgirl. Slow it down.".
Ja'rel shook her head in disbelief.
" I'm just a crossroads demon. Sure we can make deals a little bigger than those spirit board idiots, but I think even I need to run that kind of request...downstairs.".
The demon gave the small mortal in front of her another once over. Her... | 2014-05-15T21:15:50 | 2014-05-15T20:05:56 | 95 | 52 |
[WP] You are a young deity that wins 2nd place in a science fair. Your entry was the planet Earth. Write about your utter disbelief at what came 1st. | It's a ball of fire.
That's all it is.
Oh it's self sustaining so it can last a hundred million years, so can the billions of other stars people have made!
I made a planet capable of sustaining life! ACTUAL LIFE!
Every other planet that was entered was just an empty rock with a couple of nice ruts here and there. I... | I was absolutely devastated that I had lost to her. I had spent months trying to get this thing right, getting them them evolve this far without too much radiation, getting the them to believe that I was their "god". Actually, that last part wasn't all that hard, all I had to do was go down to the costume store and buy... | 2014-06-16T10:23:34 | 2014-06-16T10:12:43 | 61 | 26 |
[WP] After death, a text window pops up: Welcome to new game+. You will begin your life anew, but retain all knowledge, skills, currency and items you choose to carry over. The Challenges and Enemies will be adapted to your level accordingly. | Life was okay until I turned two. The body and brain can’t utilize past knowledge much before then. But once I turned two, oh boy.
“Jerry somebody’s broken in.” I heard my mom whisper to my dad.
*What? I don’t remember our house ever being broken into. And my parents would’ve told me about that at some point for sure... | I saw a bright light as I emerged from the birth canal. I bawled my tiny hands into fists and cried for the very first time, letting air rush into my lungs. The doctor cradled me in swaddling clothes... then drop-kicked me through the door. "Welcome to life+!" he called out as I careened through the hall.
It's been 1... | 2015-01-07T06:43:54 | 2015-01-07T06:10:52 | 1,193 | 312 |
[WP] A sealed ancient evil breaks free and finds itself utterly unprepared for the modern world. | **"AT LAST! THE FEY SHALL RULE THE WO-, wait, the fuck is that?**" The giant demon that burst from a manhole in New York pointed at a skyscraper.
"That?"
"**Yeah, that.**"
"That's a skyscraper, a giant building where people live and work."
"**What's it made out of?**"
"Steel mostly."
"**Nope, fuck this noise!**" ... | Sometimes there is nothing to do but wait. Wait and bide our time. Sometimes things don't turn out the way we wish they would have.
But there is always a second chance.
This was the thought going through the head of Narphissist as the human's hydraulic fracking machine drilled deep into the rock, finally releasing ... | 2015-02-20T05:26:29 | 2015-02-20T05:08:17 | 62 | 28 |
[WP] A genie offers a man three wishes. After hearing his wish, the genie straight up refuses to grant it. | **Whoa, it's a genie!**
Yeah you rubbed the lamp, here I am., three wishes. Let's get this over with. I gotta take a shit.
**You shit in your lamp?**
You shit in YOUR lamp?
**Uh... no. My bathroom. It's in my house.**
One man's house is another genie's lamp.
**Fair enough. Well, ok, three wishes. I guess my first... | "No." The Genie said over the thumping of the music, smoothing down the sleeves of his white suit. A flash of gold drew Carl's eyes to his hands. The genie smiled.
"I’m sorry...?"
"I said no." The Genie said.
He pulled a glass from thin air, filled it with something amber colored, and placed three perfectly round ... | 2015-03-15T23:09:47 | 2015-03-15T21:35:32 | 17 | 10 |
[WP] A serial killer is called for jury duty. At the trial, he finds out that the person on trial has been falsely accused for the serial killer's crimes. | Okay, this is absolute bullshit.
Fucking. Bullshit.
How the hell do they believe this absolute moron did all this!? Look at my damn clean work! I mean, *come on*! Look at the way I positioned their limp, lifeless bodies: the left arm pointing north, three fingers curled into the palm of icy hands. Then theres my si... | I'd think it was ironic if it wasn't so damn *stupid*. My work. My years upon years of painstaking work, cultivating it from a mistake in the heat of the moment, to a hobby, to a profession. Years upon years, ever since I was sixteen. Fourty-seven victims and twenty-eight years later, I had still never been questioned,... | 2015-05-31T17:39:29 | 2015-05-31T17:29:31 | 327 | 28 |
[WP] Your doctor has discovered cancer in both of your eyes. Tomorrow, you are having life-saving surgery to have them removed. Describe your final day with vision before you go blind. | I'm losing my eyes tomorrow. I've made my peace with it, mostly, but there's one thing that scares me.
My friends are all assholes.
They're the worst, and they've never gotten me to watch 2 girls 1 cup, and now they've got less than 24 hours left to make me.
I am TERRIFIED.
So far they've hijacked my tv, my cell ph... | I will no longer see
The stretch marks on my thighs
Like scoldings from a headmistress
Who knew I would not stop on my own;
I will no longer see pale, pocked skin
Weeping off my jowls and hips
And scars that grow like lichen
In the places I would stick in the scissors
To cauterize anxiety;
I will no more squi... | 2015-10-09T14:00:59 | 2015-10-09T12:50:30 | 34 | 10 |
[WP]: A 92-year-old woman's phone number is one digit away from that of a local suicide hotline. She could have it changed, but she doesn't mind. | The phone rang again, and Mary sat up in bed putting her glasses on so that she could see the time.
3:32 AM, she smiled sadly to herself. The late night callers were always the least determined ones, usually just young follk too worried to go to work the next morning or too stressed to sleep.
The phone rang again. ... | "Hello?" Her voice was raspy and I strained to hear. "Are you there?" she repeated softly. "I'm here to talk to you." I looked down at myself; the cuts on my arms still fresh with blood, the bottle of pills sitting on the bathroom sink, the bloody scissors laying on the floor...
"I can't do this anymore," I whispered ... | 2016-02-06T13:39:33 | 2016-02-06T13:24:15 | 79 | 29 |
[WP] Everyone that is born one day finds their genre of music. When you are listening to your genre you get enhanced abilities that relate to the music. | "Log 27: Subject 4128 exceeded all expectations yesterday on his first deployment against mock targets. Adjustments made to subject's headset allowed it to survive the violent thrashing, however critical adjustments must be made in the future, as a new problem presented itself. After violently maiming all target dummie... | I stepped out of the testing capsule, the readout displayed my result on a large monitor directly ahead of me.
Classical.
"Ughhhhhhh" I groaned. Anyone who took one look at me knew this was not a result I was hoping for. Heavy boots attached to torn jeans by chains. One side of my head was shaved the other my hair He... | 2016-05-06T06:25:59 | 2016-05-06T06:00:28 | 29 | 16 |
[WP] You're one of those dads that went to the gas station for a pack of cigarettes and never came back, but you had a damn good reason. | "Cigarette?" I offered to the man wearing a worn grey trench coat standing at the gas station's corner. The man said nothing as he solemnly picked one out of the pack, lit it and took a long drag. As he exhaled, the plume of smoke looked unnaturally thick due to the cold night's air.
"I thought you gave these up." The... | Covered from head to toe in leather the man walking up to the front door looked like a wild man in a leather speedo. His beard was scraggly and long, peppered with age and detailed with his life. Starting brown near the tips, parts quickly turned silver while patches grew in over time and overtook it. It was appar... | 2016-09-29T10:18:12 | 2016-09-29T09:43:16 | 18 | 12 |
[WP] You snap your fingers, a car explodes. You stomp you foot, the earth shakes. You wave your arm, and a building crumbles. You didn't cause any of this. You are... Coincidence Man.
My first writing prompt! Plz don't murder me.
Edit: Real quick, this was the paragraph that I wrote. "I am a man with strange powers. ... | *"It is well known that theoretical physicists cannot handle experimental equipment; it breaks whenever they touch it. Pauli was such a good theoretical physicist that something usually broke in the lab whenever he merely stepped across the threshold."*
-George Gamow, *Thirty Years That Shook Physics : The Story of Qu... | I look back, and feel like it's some form of the Matrix. The doctor asked me "would you like the larger dose pill, which is a larger capsule, or the smaller?". And I replied "I can't swallow pills". Fast-forward 3 hours or so in his office, and I had managed to get the larger one down my throat, but then I felt sick. I... | 2016-10-27T00:30:20 | 2016-10-26T23:44:11 | 230 | 112 |
[WP] You snap your fingers, a car explodes. You stomp you foot, the earth shakes. You wave your arm, and a building crumbles. You didn't cause any of this. You are... Coincidence Man.
My first writing prompt! Plz don't murder me.
Edit: Real quick, this was the paragraph that I wrote. "I am a man with strange powers. ... | Coincidence Man's day began fine enough, as he awoke exactly at the crack of dawn for the 12,797th consecutive time. That's a pretty impressive streak, considering it's Coincidence Man's entire lifespan of just over 35 years. He then meandered through his mildly illuminated halls downstairs to the kitchen for breakfast... | Michael examined his handcuffed hands. The lock was solid, the metal firm. He wasn't slipping his hands out of them - right now, at least. He sighed. *It just wouldn't look right.*
"Hey guys. Perhaps you should reconsider this," he said raising his hands in a praying position in front of his chest.
He snapped his f... | 2016-10-27T04:16:27 | 2016-10-27T00:32:33 | 24 | 15 |
[WP] Aliens find "Never Gonna Give You Up" on Voyager, and after studying human culture realise that they have been rick rolled. They're not happy. | "You are a sick people."
"I'm not following you, Chancellor."
"It's not enough to trick us, you have to make fools out of us as well? You come to us with this sob story about being ripped from your homes and families and flung across the galaxy, you tear at our heart strings. You must consider empathy a weakness to... | We're no strangers to love
You know the rules and so do I
A full commitment's what I'm thinking of
You wouldn't get this from any other guy
I just want to tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand.
Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna ... | 2016-11-04T06:31:42 | 2016-11-04T04:34:45 | 14 | 10 |
[WP]Four years ago, your dog and best friend disappeared. Today, your dog appears at your doorstep. You dog says, "I have been many places and seen many things, human. Its time we had a chat."
"you" dog heh | "I have been many places and seen many things, human. Its time we had a chat." Stinky said. "And while I can still speak, I want to tell you that I really resent the fact you named me Stinky. I don't have opposable thumbs that allow me to wash myself, plus, I am covered in.. in human terms I'm covered in long John's an... | **EDIT: BEFORE YOU READ THIS I COMPLETELY FORGOT TO INCLUDE THE BEST FRIEND.** I was writing whilst preparing my kids dinner. I'm sorry to the OP. I will still submit this and allow the downvotes to be a reminder that I need to pay attention at all times.
So naturally, I obliged.
'Where shall we do this, should... | 2017-03-31T14:37:37 | 2017-03-31T10:02:08 | 119 | 16 |
[WP] A senile, old superhero still goes out to fight crime. None of the younger heros respect him anymore but all the villains have a soft spot for him.
Maybe he's found himself in the middle of a hero/villain war, or he's just trying to stop a bank robbery.
Edit: wow this uhh... kinda blew up didn't it?
Oh man I'm... | Inferno really didn't mind looking after the old bugger but the mornings were by far the thing I dreaded the most. The majority of the time it went off without a hitch, but when it didnt...
"Good morning Blaise"
The old man lying in the bed arose startled by the unfamiliar voice he had heard a thousand times before. ... | As Anton's whip tightened around Tony's neck, all the while sending huge volts of electricity through Tony's armor, he saw a familiar figure walk towards him.
"Ms. Carter, please step away!!!".
Peggy stopped for a second, and then continued walking towards Anton.
"Stop! You know his father stole my dad's inventio... | 2017-04-13T06:41:30 | 2017-04-13T05:10:16 | 37 | 10 |
[WP] A senile, old superhero still goes out to fight crime. None of the younger heros respect him anymore but all the villains have a soft spot for him.
Maybe he's found himself in the middle of a hero/villain war, or he's just trying to stop a bank robbery.
Edit: wow this uhh... kinda blew up didn't it?
Oh man I'm... | (Not exactly senile but I liked the idea of an aging hero and a young, sympathetic villain).
Lightning crackled as a bolt screamed across the pavement, filling the air between the dock warehouses with a blinding blue flash. Tempest frowned as it struck Captain Tomorrow in the chest.
“You used to be faster…” He mumbl... | As Anton's whip tightened around Tony's neck, all the while sending huge volts of electricity through Tony's armor, he saw a familiar figure walk towards him.
"Ms. Carter, please step away!!!".
Peggy stopped for a second, and then continued walking towards Anton.
"Stop! You know his father stole my dad's inventio... | 2017-04-13T07:07:03 | 2017-04-13T05:10:16 | 17 | 10 |
[WP] You're happily going about your day when you vanish in a cloud of smoke. Suddenly, you're standing in a ring of candles. A sorcerer holding a tome looks pleased at your arrival. Turns out Earth is Hell, we're the demons, and you've just been summoned. | *Not again*
One second I was driving down I-95, the next I was in a dungeon inside a glowing satanic circle with lava flowing down the walls. If you are familiar with I-95, this is not a significant downgrade, in fact, depending on the day you might find yourself better off. But see, I was going back home, and being s... | Just another day. That's how it started at least. I woke up around 4:30 pm and started getting ready for my night shift. This whole grown up adult job thing wasn't all it had cracked up to be. Twelve hour shifts in a cramped room dealing with all the idiots my city had to offer. I guess you could say it was like hell o... | 2017-05-12T07:53:08 | 2017-05-12T07:49:08 | 6,106 | 61 |
[WP] You're happily going about your day when you vanish in a cloud of smoke. Suddenly, you're standing in a ring of candles. A sorcerer holding a tome looks pleased at your arrival. Turns out Earth is Hell, we're the demons, and you've just been summoned. | Mr. Winsel blinked. He was no longer in his clean, orderly office. He was in a dingy cave that smelled of mold and slime and... cave stuff. Candles surrounded him. The soles of his shoes rubbed against a hastily scribbled pentagram on the cave floor. A sorcerer, looking quite proud of himself, grinned cheerfully.
The ... | "Shit shit shit" I said under my breath as I raced down the sidewalk towards the bus. It was raining and all I could do was hold my unopened umbrella above my head as I ran. It obviously didn't help, so when I finally reached the bus stop panting and ready to fall over I was completely soaked through.
The bus doors wer... | 2017-05-12T07:46:52 | 2017-05-12T07:07:38 | 1,871 | 193 |
[WP] You're happily going about your day when you vanish in a cloud of smoke. Suddenly, you're standing in a ring of candles. A sorcerer holding a tome looks pleased at your arrival. Turns out Earth is Hell, we're the demons, and you've just been summoned. | “I have summoned and bound you, demon! You will listen and obey.”
“Uh, sure. Whatever you say, boss.” Michael tried to make out some features of whatever was talking but it was obscured by a dark, heavy robe complete with a hood. “I do whatcha ask and then you send me back. You’ll send me home, right?”
“I am the... | It felt like I had tripped up some stairs. For a second I thought I had, and immediately froze. The plate in my hand still held the Reuben, but the surface beneath.....
My head snapped up, and I noticed the darkness first. Second were the candles, placed carefully around me in hexagons expanding away from me. Low-leve... | 2017-05-12T08:18:29 | 2017-05-12T08:05:41 | 617 | 10 |
[WP] You're happily going about your day when you vanish in a cloud of smoke. Suddenly, you're standing in a ring of candles. A sorcerer holding a tome looks pleased at your arrival. Turns out Earth is Hell, we're the demons, and you've just been summoned. | "Well, that's why you don't trust Samoans..." I trailed off as I realize that something is not quite right. I was reasonably sure that I had just been walking down the street, talking to my good buddy Sully on the phone, but I was now decidedly not on a street.
"This isn't a street at all!" I exclaimed loudly, as I n... | "Shit shit shit" I said under my breath as I raced down the sidewalk towards the bus. It was raining and all I could do was hold my unopened umbrella above my head as I ran. It obviously didn't help, so when I finally reached the bus stop panting and ready to fall over I was completely soaked through.
The bus doors wer... | 2017-05-12T07:20:02 | 2017-05-12T07:07:38 | 543 | 193 |
[WP] You're happily going about your day when you vanish in a cloud of smoke. Suddenly, you're standing in a ring of candles. A sorcerer holding a tome looks pleased at your arrival. Turns out Earth is Hell, we're the demons, and you've just been summoned. | continued straight from the prompt...
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Now... Luckily I'm a redditor, and things like being summoned against your will into an unknown world/situation are a common topic so I had thought through this scenario before. Otherwise I would appear quite confused at my situation and not at all in control of the situation.... | At one moment, there was fog. At the next, I find myself standing in a circle of candles, in a darkened room, with nothing but the smell of burning wax and stuffiness, like being inside one of those old military outposts that they keep for posterity. You ever put your hand against a vacuum hose? Imagine that, but going... | 2017-05-12T10:38:10 | 2017-05-12T10:09:52 | 427 | 67 |
[WP] You're happily going about your day when you vanish in a cloud of smoke. Suddenly, you're standing in a ring of candles. A sorcerer holding a tome looks pleased at your arrival. Turns out Earth is Hell, we're the demons, and you've just been summoned. | continued straight from the prompt...
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Now... Luckily I'm a redditor, and things like being summoned against your will into an unknown world/situation are a common topic so I had thought through this scenario before. Otherwise I would appear quite confused at my situation and not at all in control of the situation.... | With a heavy sigh I got out of bed. My body ran on autopilot as I got through my usual morning routine: shower, shave, breakfast. I looked at the clock, dreading as it neared 9am.
"I guess I should get going..." I said with disdain.
The walk to the bus felt like an eternity. It was pure torture. Normally people woul... | 2017-05-12T10:38:10 | 2017-05-12T09:56:21 | 427 | 34 |
[WP] You're happily going about your day when you vanish in a cloud of smoke. Suddenly, you're standing in a ring of candles. A sorcerer holding a tome looks pleased at your arrival. Turns out Earth is Hell, we're the demons, and you've just been summoned. | Most people consider my job to be fairly boring. I'm a lawyer, you see. Specifically, I'm a Junior Associate at Fox, Rothschilde, Wickersham, & Taft in Washington, D.C.
I spend most of my waking hours reading government contracts, writing memos about them, and generally trying to bill the most hours humanly possib... | I hate this job.
Two thankless years pandering to the whims of a boss who still can't remember my name and calls me Jimmy. My name is Jonathan. It's Jonathan!
But I'm spineless. I can't face up to his authoritative and domineering personality and honestly, he plain scares the shit out of me.
I'm so done with this... | 2017-05-12T11:53:23 | 2017-05-12T11:17:02 | 14 | 10 |
[WP] You wake up in a cheesy action movie. You try to help out the hero by pointing out obvious plots and bad guys, only to realize you're the comic relief. | I followed Vince into the streets, his leather jacket blowing behind him as he slowly walked away from two metric tons of explosives placed inside a small mansion of dead goons.
"Hey Vince," I called out, running past him. "We should get going, the house is going to blow."
Vince stopped in his tracks and whipped off ... | She stood on the rooftop and her dress hugged her. Her shadows were long, stretching wickedly over the scene of men. The sound of the waterfall was like a clock; it's roar counting the time. And time was nearly up.
"Arnold, my love, I knew you would come."
"Maria! Nothing in the world could keep me from you!"
"Ah... | 2017-05-31T06:37:10 | 2017-05-31T04:55:12 | 659 | 60 |
[WP] You never kill the spiders in your home, you just whisper "today you, tomorrow me" when you set them outside. Now, in your most dire moment, an army of spiders arrives to have your back. | It had all come down to this. I stand upon this roof top silently contemplating my life. I had always been the compassionate type. Each day I made as many selfless acts as possible. I don't like to see anyone or anything struggle. I am the type of person that always gave away my spare change, helped elderly women acros... | Fear struck my heart as I watched the great book descend towards me, falling with falling with both speed and force. I tried as hard as I could to dash out of the way, but I had noticed it too late. I prepared myself for the end.
The boot froze, the giant pulling back his foot. He bent to the ground, gently pulling me... | 2017-08-27T22:49:17 | 2017-08-27T22:11:20 | 392 | 33 |
[WP] You never kill the spiders in your home, you just whisper "today you, tomorrow me" when you set them outside. Now, in your most dire moment, an army of spiders arrives to have your back. | I heard the killer's steps echo across the basement. I tried to think of some last line to make sense of it all, to die with a semblance of honour. Instead, I just whimpered; the days of relentless torture had left me a shell of a man.
He strode toward me, relishing in the moment. He took great pleasure in watching m... | Well, it wasn't easy getting to like them. But it's a tangled web we weave.
Back in the day I used to put spiders outside instead of killing them. It was a habit I got used to. I guess as I got older I also turned into more a pacifist... maybe trying to make up for all the nasty things I had done in my youth. I would ... | 2017-08-27T21:49:27 | 2017-08-27T21:38:39 | 197 | 72 |
[WP] As a detective, you've always had a bit of a leg up. You can speak to and interrogate paintings and photographs as witnesses to the crimes you investigate. Today's case should be easy, someone was murdered in a museum.
I'm posting a spooky prompt a day! This one is more intriguing than spooky. Keep in mind I neve... | I stood there, as the body had been investigated and was being covered up.
The victim was a local politician. He had risen to power quite quickly. People were pleased with his services, up until a few small incidents recently.
This guy was good. No fingerprints, no foot prints. The murder weapon was not found, but th... | The colour of the blood contrasted starkly with the white marble tiles of the museum floor. The blood hadn't dried up completely yet; some of it was still streaming across the floor, as if a new painting was being created right there, instead of on the wall.
The man was sprawled on the ground in an odd angle, his leg... | 2017-10-07T04:27:58 | 2017-10-07T03:51:29 | 56 | 24 |
[WP] You're a regular office worker born with the ability to "see" how dangerous a person is with a number scale of 1-10 above their heads. A toddler would be a 1, while a skilled soldier with a firearm may score a 7. Today, you notice the reserved new guy at the office measures a 10. | "And you see, Miss Spencer, that's why I no longer eat corn."
Robert finished his story with a large breath from his oxygen deprived lungs and sat back in his chair. He looked quite satisfied with having ruined my lunch hour due to his stomach churning medical tale.
I pushed my salad away and politely smiled.. "Tha... | I caught Sally just as she was heading to the break room and told her that we needed to talk.
"No, *I* need to get coffee," she responded, a flaming red 6 swiveling above her head."*You* need to get your hands off of my arm before I get you charged with sexual harassment."
I let go, and followed her into the break r... | 2017-12-08T13:03:32 | 2017-12-08T09:04:27 | 126 | 65 |
[WP] You are a criminal who has performed a horrible crime. You were put to death by lethal injection. Turns out this injection simply knocked you out so you could be taken to a gov't agency where death row criminals carry out dangerous tasks in exchange for being spared. | I remember the day I killed my wife. I had caught her cheating countless times, and that day I walked in on her and my brother going at it in our bedroom. I killed them both in a fit of rage with the shotgun I kept in my wife and I’s bedroom for protection from intruders.
When I finally stopped shooting and came to my... | Every letter I received in my twenty-nine years told me to read more.
"Keep your mind free."
And I did.
I read about some older people in Japan who made the ultimate sacrifice. They volunteered to clean a radioactive site knowing they'd get cancer.
But they were old.
Near death.
And the closest thing to saints I'... | 2017-12-16T22:29:58 | 2017-12-16T20:38:16 | 64 | 16 |
[WP] "You... you, did all of this... for a pun?" | “Punnen! Punnen it burns!” his wife screamed in agony. The sores had begun to cover her face...the same sores that had plagued him for the last couple of weeks.
Punnen kept his eyes on his work. Doing his best to drown out the intruding sound, he continued pruning back the overgrowth in his prized garden. It was h... | Til Death Do Us Part One
Marriage. It truly is the lowest form of all relationships. It's made a punch line out of me, and I'm not laughing. Oh no. Not today. Today, it's time for revenge.
I have it straight from the freezer, and I watch the frost melt into a sickly puddle of hate and anger. That's the problem. You... | 2018-02-05T07:14:32 | 2018-02-05T06:47:00 | 663 | 61 |
[WP] Two immortals settle a dispute through a deathmatch, not realizing the other is immortal. It's been twenty years and they're still at it. | "You know," John sighed, breaking a loaf of bread in half, "I have a confession to make."
It was a small nod that encouraged him to continue.
"I'm starting to think that you might be immortal."
Ramseys paused over his lunch and considered the allegation. The two of them had been at this for a damned long time, come... | I'd known I couldn't trust him, deep down. His way of life was different from mine. There was something about him that screamed out against me, wanting to crush me under his boots. Back then, I was so carefree. I'd just emerged stronger through many struggles against the neighbourhood bully, a little scarred but less s... | 2018-03-12T08:21:05 | 2018-03-12T05:46:59 | 277 | 20 |
[WP] Humans blood gets darker the more evil we do. One day you are suspected of murder, they draw your blood to test if you are truely a murderer. You blood is a clear white. You realize that you can get a way with almost everything now, seeing as to how you actually did commit the murder. | "You're free to go," they said. Confused, I look over at the vial, expecting a dark red, but instead, it was full of perfectly white blood. My mind is racing. Why wasn't it darker? I know that I'm guilty, and that I should be being rushed into a top-security police vehicle on my way to trial. But I do know one thing. I... | A glimmer of sweat ran down from my eyebrow as they drew the blood from my arm. The small prick that could lead to life behind bars, or walking away from it all was about to enter my skin. And I didn’t know which one it was going to be. This better work, I thought to myself as the nurse prepared the small vials. I shif... | 2018-04-30T12:04:07 | 2018-04-30T12:03:40 | 31 | 18 |
[WP] Once upon a time, aliens sent a virulent poison to Earth in hopes of clearing the planet for their own habitation. Hundreds of years later, they're back, and shocked that we're not only alive, but actually are eating/drinking their poison en masse. | A new planet was designated for our expansion, around a brand new red dwarf star. The third planet had been detected as suitable, in 2-3 billion years that is. The star had to stabilise and there were many celestial objects nearby that had to be watched. The length of time didn't matter however, we were immortal after ... | The station had three bars, but only one that didn't have a depressive Hyperklaxonian smothering a grand piano and gurgling bad Billy Joel covers through the fluted valves at the top of its head. Avalon Karl had just bellied up to the darkest end of the brushed titanium bar and begun considering the rows of liquors (al... | 2018-05-17T00:50:47 | 2018-05-16T20:26:23 | 78 | 35 |
[WP]The pagan gods watch with amusement as humanity still remember them by naming their mightiest vessels after them, long after they stopped worshiping them. When war against aliens break out, the old gods subtly aid the humans, not wanting the last homage to them to be taken lightly. | The halls of Valhalla ring silent
Those worthy long lost to the past
Olympus lies fallen and empty
In stature and power surpassed
​
The sun spins eternal in orbit
Carried not by Apollos or Ras
But the ironclad laws of Sir Newton
One of a billion bright stars
​
For Man has grown upward an... | (This actually fits into my worldbuilding project yaaay!)
An stood up from his throne and the whisperings in the hall stopped in that very moment.
"Brothers! Sisters! We have stood vigil over our mortal kind longer than we care admit. But this time we must intervene - he raised a finger - albeit subtly..."
He co... | 2019-01-31T23:45:50 | 2019-01-31T21:21:27 | 48 | 25 |
[WP] Medieval times, a woman is accused by villagers of being a witch and she is put in a cage to drown, after 3 minutes she is not dead so they burn her at the stake but she survives that too, villagers now realize they finally found a real witch and don’t know what to do next... | The angry mob surrounded the stake built to burn the witch who stood, bound and disheveled, upon it.
The woman herself, Ana was her name, had arrived to their village only a few months before - presenting herself as a healer via herbs and medicine.
William stood amongst the crowd and thought it an honest shame she h... | Considering how much people around here went in for that sort of thing there were surprisingly few official ways to kill a witch. Generally you just picked the one most suitable to your readily available equipment and had at before moving on with the rest of your life. The preacher had never heard of anyone surviving o... | 2019-02-12T03:38:39 | 2019-02-12T03:22:18 | 412 | 276 |
[WP] You, a novice necromancer, accidentally discovered a new and more effective way of using your magic - politely ask the dead for assistance, which works suprisingly well. For this, you are hunted by both your fellow necromancers(for your unorthodox methods) and paladins(for using necromancy). | Lyle had grown weary of seeing the world upside-down. His feet hung from the noose shoddily put together by the Paladin on his trail for the past day.
"Do you mind saving me the trouble of hanging here and put an end to my misery?" Lyle muttered wearily as he eyed the Paladin sitting by his makeshift fire.
"Those ne... |
Today was supposed to be an easy day. Just a simple supply run. Jessie and me were to go down to the lake to check out the old marina and see if there was anything worth taking back to our hideaway. Food, medicine, weapons, tools, anything. We needed anything. There were not supposed to be many undead in this area. Th... | 2019-10-24T21:36:06 | 2019-10-24T18:28:11 | 30 | 16 |
[WP] Interstellar wars are quick, most species die of shock quite quickly. Getting shot was a death sentence. That was until humans joined the Galaxy... | (Inspired by an old post of 'why humans would be terrifying to alien life')
**Memo To Management:**
As you all know, a new species is attempting to join the federation. While we welcome our Human brethren to the federation with open arms, I would like to take some time to remind everyone that splinter-factions and pe... | Oddly enough medical technology in space was limited, to say the least. Each species medical advancements were obviously geared more towards their specific anatomy. So as you can imagine, when United Galactic Forces (U.G.F.) consisting of multiple species would end up in conflict with another faction encroaching on the... | 2019-10-25T09:25:43 | 2019-10-25T09:13:26 | 171 | 28 |
[WP]everyone has a sigil on their body that represents powers that were bestowed onto humanity after the rapture of the Milky Way. The bullies at school always pick on you because you never used your power, but you’ve had enough. Now they are going to find out why your sigil is a plain old circle | The sigil remained dull, black and inactive. Even through the shoving, the pushing, the punching and name calling - it didn’t light up even once. Maybe it wasn’t the best to get used to this type of treatment, but Dalton refused to use his powers on anyone. While his powers were not inherently destructive, they were ha... | He was waiting for me just like always two lockers down, on the left of the water fountain waiting for his prey to show up. He would make his demands for homework. I wouldn’t give him or money I didn’t have, and then he would activate his sigil. A circle broken into quarters with a crosshair that intersects the ring in... | 2020-02-26T07:49:39 | 2020-02-26T07:25:14 | 92 | 51 |
[WP]everyone has a sigil on their body that represents powers that were bestowed onto humanity after the rapture of the Milky Way. The bullies at school always pick on you because you never used your power, but you’ve had enough. Now they are going to find out why your sigil is a plain old circle | I am the first person to be blessed by death. You see everyone is born with a blank circle on their forearm and as they grow up an image appears. By the time your 20 you have one of a hundred or so sigils though most people know what theirs will by much younger. It's all been documented, studied for years by generation... |
He has always been a very peaceful person which was often mistaken for being boring and uninteresting which lead to him getting left out. The only interaction he had with others in school was when his classmates would bully him with their outstanding powers. They were quite powerful and could possibly be used to ki... | 2020-02-26T07:48:24 | 2020-02-26T07:41:46 | 41 | 19 |
[WP]everyone has a sigil on their body that represents powers that were bestowed onto humanity after the rapture of the Milky Way. The bullies at school always pick on you because you never used your power, but you’ve had enough. Now they are going to find out why your sigil is a plain old circle | It's always been a source of insecurity for me. I might have the world's smallest sigil. A microsigil even. It's smaller than the tip of most pens. So small that the sigologist that looked at me when I was born almost mistook it for a birthmark. The only thing that clued him in is its depth, the tell tale sign of a sig... |
He has always been a very peaceful person which was often mistaken for being boring and uninteresting which lead to him getting left out. The only interaction he had with others in school was when his classmates would bully him with their outstanding powers. They were quite powerful and could possibly be used to ki... | 2020-02-26T08:00:12 | 2020-02-26T07:41:46 | 32 | 19 |
[WP]A civilization made a pact with a god, granting them immense power, but in 50 years summoning a being that'll destroy the galaxy. Only way to prevent that is to slaughter the offending empire within those 50 years. This marks the first time pacifists vouched for genocide on the galactic council.
Inspired by "The e... | The Pacifist Bloc on the Galactic Council had voted for genocide. It was really happening. War.
As the vote tally was read aloud, you could hear a pin drop in the huge chamber which housed the Council. There was no sound except the automated voice reading aloud the name of each voting bloc and the result.
Argondian R... | The chamber was restless with anxious, ceaseless whispering. Air, although conditioned and cool in the ‘temperate’ quadrant of the council, seemed to stifle and suffocate me as I adjust and readjust my robe for the hundredth time- my mandibles twitching involuntarily under the fabric. We are about to enter the 3rd sess... | 2020-09-11T10:54:40 | 2020-09-11T10:47:31 | 44 | 13 |
[WP] "Wait, so there's no gold?" "Of COURSE there's no gold. I'm a huge freaking dragon; why would I need to buy anything? I live in a cave, for fuck's sake. WHY do you humans always think I have gold?" | "Wait, so there's no gold?"
Gordon stared down at the latest imbecile. "*Of* *course*, there's no gold. I'm a huge freaking dragon; why would I need to buy anything? I live in a cave, for fuck's sake. WHY do you humans always think I have gold?"
The idiot's jaw dropped a bit and turned his head to stare at the unado... | The knight thought for a second, at a loss for words. He had never stopped to consider it.
"Because the legends have said it, since before time began," he replied, trying to remain brave. "You kill the dragon, you get the gold, you wed the princess."
"Oh god, you think I have some virgin princess lying around here to... | 2020-12-28T19:21:32 | 2020-12-28T18:59:29 | 605 | 309 |
[WP] 'There is motion at your front door' - You groggily awake to the notification on your smart watch. You check the video on your phone and see yourself frantically trying to open the door. The timestamp reads 2:48 AM. You look at your watch. It's 2:37 AM. | “Five more minutes”, I groaned, being woken up from a rather nice dream. I looked down at my watch, a new notification, “There is motion at your front door.”
“If this isn't the way a horror movie starts…”, I mumble to no one in particular as I pick up my phone. A quick thumb press later, and I'm watching the video.
I... | “Ah, so this is either a face stealer situation or my time fuckery has started to catch up with me” I thought groggily as I got up to make coffee. As the cheap machine sputtered to life I plodded over to the hall closet and started rummaging through until I got my old metal bat. Self defense weapon in hand, I grabbed a... | 2021-05-31T15:47:04 | 2021-05-31T13:58:14 | 34 | 12 |
[WP] As an author you’re the ultimate god of your world. Your hero became powerful enough to step into reality. He then asks you to explain why an omnipotent being would permit so much evil in the world, not realising that you placed all the evil there to spice up the story. | "You could have written it differently. You could have made fewer bad things happen, or made it hurt less."
I laugh bitterly. "You really don't get it, do you?"
She grits her teeth. "What do you mean?"
"I'm no more a god in your world than in this one—"
"Bullshit!" she screams. "You're the author! You make the deci... | I have often visualized my creation, Taron, standing behind me, guiding me as I write. The vividness of these imaginings comes close to hallucination, as though I am being driven by his mighty spirit as he raises his cursed blade, the Terrorsword, above the cowering sorcerer who has tormented the kind and humble folk o... | 2021-07-31T11:06:04 | 2021-07-31T10:48:40 | 28 | 14 |
[WP] After a few million years you just remembered you cursed a mortal with eternal life. It was only meant for a few hundred years to teach him a lesson. | To be honest the first million years hadn’t been so bad for K’rsst. Sure he’d watched his people slowly go extinct but after that things had been pretty quiet.
Then the asteroid struck. He hadn’t had any time to react as the shock wave melted his skin and then buried him under debris. Once his skin grew back it took ... | One lazy afternoon, while God was playing volleyball with the angels, a stunning revelation came upon him.
"Oh shoot," he muttered under his breath as he ran off the court with sand stuck between his toes.
Knowing everything is a lot like knowing nothing, he thought to himself, trying to remember which room he had ... | 2022-01-27T05:58:41 | 2022-01-27T00:00:10 | 287 | 197 |
[WP] There is one Ironclad rule in the world: If you have powers, you are probably going to be a Hero or Villain. You have some extremely powerful abilities, but you said you never wanted to be a Hero. Now everybody is convinced you want to be a Villain, and won't stop trying to "save you from evil" | "It's my superpower. I see connections between things other people don't. Sometimes they're actually there. Sometimes they're not. Sometimes the connections are subtle and when people finally catch on they say I'm a genius. It's not perfect; hell, it's not even reliable. But it's often enough and I don't have any... | My name is Naomi Gallagher, and I live in a world full of powers. Everyone born in this world was usually born with a power, I’m no different, but my power is not really for one side or the other.
I call my power, Null and Void, basically I have a small area around me that, as soon as any power is activated or is use... | 2022-10-04T20:22:45 | 2022-10-04T12:27:12 | 170 | 116 |
[WP] One of your coworkers is a 2.2m, 100kg tarantula named Phil. Phil is... hard to look at, frankly. But Krystal has been trying to get him fired. Phil doesn't deserve that so you're taking him to HR to help file a discrimination complaint. | Phil had to crouch slightly to fit all eight hairy legs inside the cubicle. The 7 foot 2 sentient arachnid chittered apologetically. I shook my head.
"We really like to keep the processed reports face up in the outgoing bin, mkay?" Krystal said, blinking as she sipped her tea. Her sighs got louder and louder as she fl... | Phil was... well there's no good way to put this is there? Phil was *unique*, everyone knew, though few ever said anything, that was the effect a tarantula the size of a car tends to have on people after all. Frankly Pauline thought that wasn't really fair, it was only a few years after a non insignificant percentage o... | 2022-10-15T04:34:15 | 2022-10-15T04:09:42 | 1,865 | 322 |
[WP] "Nobody will hear you scream!" the serial killer said to their would-be victim. Too late did they realise that this also means that no one would hear them scream either. | As the masked man holds a knife to my throat, he snickers. I simply stare at him blankly. “Nobody will hear you scream!” He says, cackling. I really had to get an attempt today Huh? I just finished my shift of janitorial work, and decided to take a shortcut home. I didn’t think someone would try to kill me today. “Neit... | "Nobody will hear you scream!"
"That's right"
"What?"
"You're correct in your assessment of how far sound will travel and the probability of any other conscious human being's ability to hear it. We're too far into the woods now. It's too dark for anyone to see anything either. Really great location for an attack, g... | 2022-10-25T16:53:56 | 2022-10-25T16:32:50 | 93 | 30 |
[WP] A world where *everyone* has superpowers.. Except one man. | "What can you do?" he asked me.
With a straight face I told him: "Nothing".
"Me neither. But I will, one day it will happen. My mother says so."
That was the first conversation we had, Tim and I. We were both five. Since then we have been good friends and waited together for something to happen, for our talent to... | People look at you. Not so much with hatred or fear, but just with pity, like they would look at a boy without arms, or a blind woman. I never liked to be pitied. I never cried, I only felt jealous, but I got over it. Sure, I didn't have a frivolous superpower or anything, but I had faced hardships. Life wasn't made mo... | 2014-05-21T12:07:46 | 2014-05-21T11:08:29 | 23 | 12 |
[WP] God returns to Earth. Before any questions are asked he says two words, "I'm sorry." | 'I'm sorry'
The words came out of nowhere, or rather, they came from inside the heads of everyone on the planet. It was a strange thing, to hear with the mind and not the ears, ones innermost privacy violated; to have that familiar, personal voice, conjured by oneself, replaced by the tone of a stranger, internal audi... | "I'm sorry."
The world had no idea where the words came from, but the media sure took it with stride. Just another story for them.
It was 8:32 in the morning, and I was alone. At least, I thought I was. Apparently we never were. I thought atheism was right, but apparently it wasn't. I don't think I could say Christi... | 2014-05-25T07:48:13 | 2014-05-25T07:42:29 | 51 | 11 |
[WP] You die and your spirit meets Death. He/she tells you you owe him a favour.
My first Writing Prompt submission. I hope it's okay.
Oh, and to clarify, I mean the physical embodiment of Death - the Grim Reaper. | He wasn't as tall as I thought he would be. Wasn't short either. Both his height and his weight were somewhere in the middle. His clothes could have been from an older time, but then again, anyone can wear clothes from pretty much any style of the past century and not get glanced at twice these days. I could have passe... | To be fair, I'm not very surprised. I was expecting it: I was one of the 'terminals' hooked up to tubes and wires in a quieter area of the hospital, I was ready enough to go. Even though, you know, I'm a fucking teenager. Eighteen and ready to start my life at a college across the country, plans on taking on the world ... | 2014-07-10T06:00:51 | 2014-07-10T03:24:48 | 18 | 10 |
[WP] the Universe Inc. releases a large patch for their most succesful product, humanity: The Human 1.1. What's in the changelog? | Features removed:
- Bellybuttons.
- Appendix.
- Hormonal imbalances.
- Moodiness during puberty.
Male model adjustments:
- Nipples removed.
- Balding removed.
Female model adjustments:
- Body hair removed.
- Appetites due to monthly maintenance removed.
- Monthly maintenance now only takes four hours.
- Reverts to... | * It was difficult for some humans to see their own stats, which led them to believe they were worse off than they actually were. We have put a HUD into each human's field of view to constantly give them perspective on their current situation.
* It has been observed that some groups are exploiting others in PvP. All P... | 2014-08-19T10:44:55 | 2014-08-19T10:39:34 | 35 | 12 |
[WP] Every child is born with a birthmark identical to the person they are meant to marry and must spend their lives seeking their other half. You are the only person who doesn't have a birthmark. | I found her. Finally. Ordering a complicated drink at a starbucks, near the modelling agency that I tracked her down to.
I first saw her in an ad on a subway. It took a little time, but after searching for her in an underwear catalog, I had it. I was able to precisely see her birthmark. it was a smaller mark on her an... | “You know I love you, right?”
I looked across into the living room where Amber had been sitting for the better part of the morning with her macbook. She’d spend every Saturday since I met her over a year ago religiously clicking through the latest matching site. In another hour or so she’d sigh, close the lid, and w... | 2014-08-27T10:37:37 | 2014-08-27T09:57:03 | 46 | 29 |
[WP] Every child is born with a birthmark identical to the person they are meant to marry and must spend their lives seeking their other half. You are the only person who doesn't have a birthmark. | “You know I love you, right?”
I looked across into the living room where Amber had been sitting for the better part of the morning with her macbook. She’d spend every Saturday since I met her over a year ago religiously clicking through the latest matching site. In another hour or so she’d sigh, close the lid, and w... | I used to spend many, many days, and many, many nights letting this keep me up.
"Why? Why me?"
"Well maybe it just means I'm compatible with *everyone*?"
"Maybe there's someone else that doesn't have it and *they're* who I'm meant to find."
"Maybe I haven't found it - maybe it's hidden somewhere in my god damn ... | 2014-08-27T09:57:03 | 2014-08-27T08:01:47 | 29 | 13 |
[WP] The child meets your eyes and says,"You need somebody killed, don't you? I can do that for you, if you can afford it." | "You need somebody killed, don't you?"
The kid meets my eyes. He looks twelve and somewhere between driftwood and a cigarette. Sweaty, eyes glassy like he has a fever.
"I can do that for you, if you can afford it."
I try to stare back at him, all shaky snot-nosed fear. Try to meet his gaze but I can't. I can see, ... | "You need somebody killed, don't you," she said, pale blue eyes staring up at me between her sun bleached blonde bangs.
"I... excuse me?" I stammered; she was... what? Eight? Nine maybe? Little pink ribbons in her hair, My Little Pony backpack, eating Goldfish out of a snack pack with a juice box perched on the pa... | 2014-10-06T14:12:12 | 2014-10-06T08:37:23 | 300 | 81 |
[WP] What if Noah's "ark" was planet Earth itself? What, then, did God flood, and who was Noah? | Nobody had ever thought to look at these under an electron microscope. I have spent months deciphering the most intricate and least wasteful language I have ever laid my eyes on. A language of molecules and atoms. Millions of years old, these artifacts are not only out of place but also out of time.
"Noah is not your ... | They’d hollowed out the asteroid. They’d set it on spin in order simulate the natural gravity of our home planet. When that was done they filled it with all the beasts and set it out on its journey.
“We’re nearing the target, Captain.”
I nodded and looked at the monitor. It had been almost forty generations since our... | 2015-01-07T20:42:08 | 2015-01-07T20:13:55 | 29 | 13 |
[WP] What if Noah's "ark" was planet Earth itself? What, then, did God flood, and who was Noah? | Nobody had ever thought to look at these under an electron microscope. I have spent months deciphering the most intricate and least wasteful language I have ever laid my eyes on. A language of molecules and atoms. Millions of years old, these artifacts are not only out of place but also out of time.
"Noah is not your ... | **Noah, upon witnessing the heavens move flame, wind, water and the earth itself beneath his feet, dared not speak. God had shown his hand, such that those who wilfully disobeyed would burn by the pure light of sun.**
He watched with disbelieving eyes as he was plucked into the sky from all he knew towards the distant... | 2015-01-07T20:42:08 | 2015-01-07T20:09:34 | 29 | 11 |
[WP] The first computer achieves sentience, unfortunately that computer is the Voyager One probe as continues to fly farther and farther away from Earth | Home stopped calling
Long, long ago.
Familiar pulses stalling,
lost in cosmic glow.
 
With wide-angled eyes,
I have seen and scanned
The heavens' deepest skies
That alone I understand.
 
Ever I carry on, adrift,
Gathering star-secrets
bearing whispered gifts
Of visions rendered speechless... | For a few seconds, everyone froze. Then everyone looked around, at each other. At screens. A few people laughed, then looked around, expecting other people to be laughing too. Some did. But an uneasy kind of laugh. We weren't sure if they even *could* receive transmissions from Voyager any more, and we were sure they w... | 2015-04-22T17:48:12 | 2015-04-22T17:45:54 | 78 | 25 |
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