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[WP] Choose an idiom (e.g. "stone-cold killer"). Write the story that caused the phrase to be used literally and therefore introduced it into the language.
Idioms can be from non-English languages also if they work well | ”What we're dealing with here is a hot potato,” said Detective Dick as he looked over the crime scene. A dark alley, isolated from the chaos of Christmas shopping just out on the main street. And at the end, with nowhere to run, lay a hot potato, deprived of any signs of life.
”Who would kill the worlds most intelli... | “I’m going to need a Memory potion today, good sir.” I leaned against the moldy wooden counter, then thought the better of it when it threatened to give way beneath me. The smell of old, rotting wood, amongst other unpleasant odors, invaded my nose.
“Oh, I do believe I have a few of those left.” The old man stood slow... | 2015-12-10T06:57:47 | 2015-12-10T05:15:54 | 18 | 11 |
[WP] A world where people can store the adrenaline rush and aggressiveness of their anger for later use. Keep enough rage inside and you can, literally and figuratively, hulk out. Now, in your city there's a person who's never been visibly angry... | "Is he ready?" The major asked.
*"What do you think? He's been storing that rage for 25 years. Nobody's more ready than he is.*
"He had damn better be. If this succeeds, it'll be a major coup. Possibly the biggest breakthrough in our field in...what, 50 years? Anyway, lets commence. BRING HIM OUT!"
The hangar door w... | I guess as Hagrid once said.. wait was it Hagrid? Pretty sure it was. Well someone in Harry Potter said it. That there were weirdos in every breed. And I'm sure there are people like me out there too, but I guess I'm the only one in my town. Because I'm the only one mentioned in the local news about it time to time.
... | 2016-03-16T09:29:15 | 2016-03-16T09:07:59 | 98 | 38 |
[WP] You are a Hell Writer, you design hells for people after they die based on studying their life history. Today Satan summons you to his sanctum and you are troubled to see that he has a shocked expression on his face. | The King of Hell himself stared at me, eyebrow raised, drumming his red knuckles on the edge of his mahogany desk. "Sir-"I started, but was silenced by the raise of his jagged index finger. He was looking sharp as ever in his prada suit (he actually hated the brand up until the release of a certain film) as he spun aro... | Usually, Satan sends me an email asking it I'm caught up on the Hell Designs Department. If something is wrong, I talk to a regional manager, not the fallen angel himself.
I finally arrive on his floor, and the elevator floors open, and he was there, standing right in front of them.
"Oh dear."
Satan un... | 2016-11-08T17:08:32 | 2016-11-08T15:38:45 | 393 | 10 |
[WP] Magic is discovered to be real. The catch? Spells are just like computer programs: difficult to write, and even harder to do correct the first try. You're a spell bug tester, and you've seen just about everything go wrong, but today's typo is on a whole other level... | **Issue: [SEVERE]** 'Magic Hands' spell applied to subject rather than pure conjuration
**Type:** Application
**Severity:** A
**Priority:** 1
**Assigned to:** Matt Traynor
**Submitted by:** Greg Philmore
**Summary:**
Set to severity A because this stupid fucking system doesn't give me a goddamn S-rank for this ... | /r/TalesFromMajSupport
#Why you never, EVER let an intern into spelldev [Medium]
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by DepressedQAMagician 🌟x1
Howdy TFMS, it's your boy Depressed QA Magician, and I've got another troubling tale for you.
So, if you remember, $Boss has a thing for younguns. Just can't resist the HS interns and fresh grads ove... | 2017-07-26T03:57:13 | 2017-07-26T01:31:47 | 417 | 97 |
[WP] Magic is discovered to be real. The catch? Spells are just like computer programs: difficult to write, and even harder to do correct the first try. You're a spell bug tester, and you've seen just about everything go wrong, but today's typo is on a whole other level... | "They're dead? ...... All of them?"
"Yes... yes ma'am" Bill replies back, struggling to meet my eye. It looks like he's been crying again. Oh sweet Bill, you're in the wrong line of work.
"Explain to me again how this happened..." I try to keep my tone neutral yet supportive. He still sees me as some authoritati... | "Sir, you will not regret this. I swear." Miffle entered my quarters with a bound. The sweet smile in his eyes twittered with anticipation. Miffle's dreams of commanding a prestigious estate in the annals of spellmen's history ever lead his way.
"I see you think you've got something quite exceptional this time, Miff... | 2017-07-26T00:37:23 | 2017-07-25T20:43:49 | 129 | 32 |
[WP] Magic is discovered to be real. The catch? Spells are just like computer programs: difficult to write, and even harder to do correct the first try. You're a spell bug tester, and you've seen just about everything go wrong, but today's typo is on a whole other level... | As the first spell was cast, the world changed. Those early years were full of some nasty work. Thankfully, magic was pretty new, and magicians had yet to write any spells longer than a few pages before magic came under extreme regulation.
And yet, the most damaging magical incident occurred thanks to a spell only fiv... | "Sir, you will not regret this. I swear." Miffle entered my quarters with a bound. The sweet smile in his eyes twittered with anticipation. Miffle's dreams of commanding a prestigious estate in the annals of spellmen's history ever lead his way.
"I see you think you've got something quite exceptional this time, Miff... | 2017-07-26T01:07:47 | 2017-07-25T20:43:49 | 128 | 32 |
[WP] Reincarnation is real, but you've reincarnated into the same time period as you previous lived, and you've just met somebody you remember being. | "Why so glum, kid?"
He turns to look at me. He must be about thirteen, maybe fourteen. It's not the downtrodden face that I recognise, nor the shoulders that are slumped so far down I figure they must be carrying the weight of the entire world on them. No, it's the eyes. They move to meet mine so damned slowly; he's l... | The last time I had closed my eyes, I had every intention of keeping them closed. As fate would have it, God gave me a second chance. Not that anyone asked. There were probably a billion other people who would die for the chance I got, literally. But no. God gave it to me, Ryan Johnson, the guy who sits at an eight-per... | 2017-08-26T11:54:07 | 2017-08-26T10:56:52 | 107 | 29 |
[WP] Reincarnation is real, but you've reincarnated into the same time period as you previous lived, and you've just met somebody you remember being. | I was walking down 6th Street, like I do every day. But that day, I walked right past me. Or, the man that I was last time. I turned to catch him as soon as I had registered what I saw.
"Excuse me, sir!" I called out. He peeked over his shoulder to see a middle-aged man hustling in his direction, not a great sight in ... | All of a sudden, I remembered. It was nothing like the vague déjà vus I had been having my whole life, this feeling that I had already been in a place before, even though I was there for the first time.
No, this was entirely different. I remembered *everything* crystal clear. It was overwhelming, a flood of memories a... | 2017-08-26T14:12:26 | 2017-08-26T11:19:14 | 27 | 20 |
[WP] You have been striving for years to commit the elusive “Perfect Crime” for the fame of it. You steal the Mona Lisa and replace it with a fake. You leave a taunting note and wait for the panic when it is discovered. But, 2 years later, no one has noticed. | I wrote a note and planted a seed.
I left it where a trained eye would be.
But even still years have passed
No one has noticed behind its thick glass
With precise skill to fool the best
I replaced her image with something less.
Mona Lisa your smile is not your own
It belongs here, safe in my home
Hanging in sig... | I grin at my canvas. This is gonna be great. No one’s ever going to be able to tell the difference. In fact, I bet they’ll all look at this one and like it better. That’s right. My version will be better than the original, better than anything it could hope to be. The smile- just a little less radiant- and the tilt of ... | 2018-04-18T19:44:08 | 2018-04-18T19:40:07 | 35 | 14 |
[WP] It’s your 20th birthday. You wake up, open your eyes...and see your bedroom as it was ten years ago. Turns out the past ten years of your “life” were just a very vivid dream... | Jake was careful. The train was moving fast, and it wasn't easy to hold onto the roof. Men in black suit blocked both sides of the roof.
Jake had no other choice. He had to jump from the fast-moving train. Even though it was really fast, staying on that train was a death sentence. A really shitty birthday.
He jumped.... | You only live once... So don't fuck up - is what my dad use to tell me from behind the glass, his voice quiet and hoarse through the speakers as mom and I cried during visitation hours.
You only get one shot at life... so play it safe.
Slow and steady wins the race, after all.
And so on. I'm sure there's more, but... | 2018-05-01T04:25:43 | 2018-05-01T03:41:55 | 57 | 40 |
[WP] All superpowers have a ‘hangover’ effect. For example, after using super strength for the day, the morning after you can’t even lift your spoon to eat your breakfast. You wake up one morning after using your own specific superpower and you feel pretty hungover...
[deleted] | “Totally worth it”
I thought to myself. It must have been past 2 in the afternoon but I refused to get up. There was a constant pounding in my head and a slight drip of blood running from my left ear. I could hear my roommates talking angrily in the next room and I knew what was waiting for me in the living room. We g... | "Get away from him or I'll make you."
Michael and Scott glanced up from the kid sprawled helplessly on the grey floor, and saw me.
They laughed.
I had already guessed that the threat wouldn't be effective. A short kid in raggedy clothes and spiky hair didn't exactly set off a 'powerful' image, after all. But looks.... | 2018-08-19T05:58:22 | 2018-08-19T04:28:22 | 401 | 55 |
[WP] You live in a world where every time you have a birthday, you get to level up a skill like in video games (intelligence, strength, charm etc.) most people spread their points evenly on each skill. But you put all 30 of your points into that one skill nobody cares about
You get to choose what that skill is. | My 10th birthday I broke my mom's vase. In my panic, I threw my first skill point into deception, hoping that I could avoid her wrath.
Or at least, that's the story I tell people.
Every skill has a downside that rears its ugly head if you stray too far down it. Too many points into strength and you injure yourself be... | Nobody else believes in me, laughing at me and telling me I've wasted my life. They just don't understand. They look at me and think, 'There he goes, writing prompter. He'll never amount to anything.' But they just don't get it. I've devoted my life to inspiring others. It's not so simple a thing, to be the bedro... | 2018-09-12T10:14:36 | 2018-09-12T07:01:42 | 99 | 20 |
[WP] You were born blind. You undergo a new surgery that should cure your blindness. They undo the wraps and you open them. You think what you see is normal, but after the doctors ask a slew of questions, they discover there is something very strange about your newly acquired sight. | The world exploded into brightness, with pure chaos defining the addition of my new sense. I could see... for the first time in my life, I could see. The surgery was a success, and brought with it a confusing pain, one which I could not describe. Is this what sighted people called “blinding?” It was ironic to me, in th... | "So, Mr. Crowley, how are you feeling?"
"I feel like... look, I know, I have a whole new planet to explore in front of me. I just don't know... if I can get used to this chaotic atmosphere. Don't get me wrong, I am more than grateful. I cannot thank you enough, Dr. Crowe, it's just extremely unusual... and distracting... | 2018-10-29T10:15:07 | 2018-10-29T07:27:26 | 100 | 63 |
[WP] Your pointless superpower is that you know how many people’s lives you save with your actions. One day, at a Subway, you tell the cashier you want your sandwich on Italian bread, and you’re suddenly informed that you just saved five billion people. | It was a bright sunny day in Miami, and for once, not too humid. Kimmy walked into the corner Subway, smiling to herself, thinking about how nice it was to be able to reach restaurants by foot. She was in a great mood. Kimmy approached the counter and gave her order to Sal, the regular clerk.
“I’ll have the ham and Sw... | “Sorry, sir, we’re out of Italian bread, what else can I get you?” Makayla said.
The faces – oh god, the faces. Jayden held back his scream, hunching over; all eyes in the store turned towards him. Every face he would save flashed across his vision in an instant; a near infinite amount for him, so much joy—and so muc... | 2018-11-17T18:37:15 | 2018-11-17T14:08:20 | 180 | 104 |
[WP] All of the "#1 Dad" mugs in the world change to show the actual ranking of Dads suddenly. | God stared at his mug.
Number 2?
He turned his omniscient eye to the mortal world, searching for the number 1 dad.
He could find no sign of him.
And God was confused. But also, He did not really want to admit to anyone that he was only #2.
So he went for a stroll, and just happened to find William of Ockham relax... | I was sitting around with my dad on one afternoon, husband in the kitchen making some peirogi, when the 'metric event' hit. I had gotten him one of those mugs as a gag gift, and after all my nagging, was finally drinking coffee out of it. Man was retired long ago, but he really loved his coffee. It was a nice midsummer... | 2019-04-18T16:07:46 | 2019-04-18T14:09:34 | 253 | 54 |
[WP] All of the "#1 Dad" mugs in the world change to show the actual ranking of Dads suddenly. | I look over at my new favorite mug. After they started showing actual rankings, I was proud to have my #19 mug. #19 out of the potentially billions of dads in the world. I felt pretty good about myself. I was wondering why it wasn't higher, but you can't really complain. The mugs were normally blank, but if whoever hel... | "Bruce, bug off, I don't care."
"But we'd have so much fun! My treat!"
Bruce had been calling 3 times a day, every day. 'Let's go to the zoo!' 'I've got tickets to show!' 'How bout an adventure?'
At 25 years old, I didn't need this. I'd gone through most of life without his time, without his money, without his love.... | 2019-04-18T18:25:29 | 2019-04-18T16:52:21 | 25 | 14 |
[WP] You heal fast, very, very fast. | The healing factor was amazing. I felt pain so I learnt about not touching the hot stove etc. I broke my arm playing baseball. Was able to bat in the next innings. I tried boxing but it was a little unfair on the others so I gave that up.
Wanna know the very best part? I could eat food straight out of the microwave, ... | "What kind of Black magic is this?" Screamed the knight.
After what felt like hours of silence was broken by our hero as he almost whispered "it's an ancient curse".
Turns out even though your neck heals faster than a sword can swing through it, your throat will still feel sore.
The Knight looked confused at the peasa... | 2019-08-09T06:37:58 | 2019-08-09T06:11:18 | 14 | 10 |
[WP] You lost your sight - along with everyone else on Earth - in The Great Blinding. Two years later, without warning, your sight returns. As you look around, you realize that every available wall, floor and surface has been painted with the same message - Don't Tell Them You Can See. | When The Blinding first occurred, I thought I was the only individual affected. I was sitting at my desk working on a school paper and in an instant, everything went black.
I had cried out to my parents in fear and confusion, but their response was like an echo of my own. They, too, couldn't see. And we soon learned ... | \[tw, light self mutilation\]
It didn't happen all at once.
The nations all lost their sight gradually. It was a slow seeded plague on humanity; anyone from important leaders to the homeless lost their eyesight suddenly, and what doctors tended to them could not fathom what had happened. Maybe it was mass hysteria... | 2022-10-09T01:59:27 | 2019-08-26T09:04:01 | 4,287 | 41 |
[WP] You lost your sight - along with everyone else on Earth - in The Great Blinding. Two years later, without warning, your sight returns. As you look around, you realize that every available wall, floor and surface has been painted with the same message - Don't Tell Them You Can See. | 729 days. That’s how long it’s been since the Great Blinding, although if you ask me there’s nothing great about it. What’s so great about losing your sight? At least I wasn’t the only one suffering.
​
I was in prison when The Great Blinding happened. Whoever was pulling the strings chose the worst possib... | We all remember the moment we were in before the great blinding. One minute we were in our kitchens. The next... Well god knows what happened next. I, personally, was in german class reciting verbs. And than it happened. I blinked. And nothing.
I started to panic. What happened! Where did my eyesight go! I called ... | 2019-08-26T10:01:26 | 2019-08-26T09:44:00 | 35 | 14 |
[WP] You lost your sight - along with everyone else on Earth - in The Great Blinding. Two years later, without warning, your sight returns. As you look around, you realize that every available wall, floor and surface has been painted with the same message - Don't Tell Them You Can See. | 5 years ago, I fell asleep on March 29th and woke up on the 30th with no sense of sight. I remember that morning vividly. I “woke up” that morning, explicitly feeling that my eyes were open, but they looked as if they were closed. I forced them open but they still showed nothing. I screamed to my parents about my situa... | The blindness passed by some sort of contagion, and by dumb luck I managed to avoid it. I had been out in the cabin in Montana. The cabin I always hated but had acted as my unwitting savior. I wasn't outdoorsy like my dad. After Dad died, Mom wanted to sell the cabin: she wasn't outdoorsy either. Someone had to go... | 2022-12-15T08:15:43 | 2019-08-26T10:55:51 | 14 | 10 |
[WP] A broke adventure has to buy cheap terrible items with weird curses on them. Little do they know that those cursed items happen to synergize so well together that they quickly become overpowered. | The Lich was preparing to march, his army of undead stomp upon the once fertile fields of the land, death magic blackening nature and salting the earth. Bones rattled against metal as the billowing rags of the newly ordained Emperor of Death cruised above the land menacingly. Smoke billowed from his dilapidated jaw tha... | "I'll give you this for-- all you have," the shopkeeper grinned. "I'm being generous, trust me."
Gram sighed, and tossed the satchel on the counter. Ten shekels seemed far too much for a cheaply made trinket, but if the Oracle had willed it who was he to argue against it? Besides, Gram knew that those shekels were dif... | 2019-12-02T15:55:50 | 2019-12-02T15:34:46 | 58 | 33 |
[WP] When you finally died after an unusually long life you meet an extremely confused death flipping desperately through a book with seemingly endless pages. Apparently that book contains a list with the names of everything that will ever die written on it, and somehow you are not on it | "Ok, I can't find you in the book. This is very strange. What did you say your name was again?"
...
"Ok, and what was the cause of death?"
...
"Car hit you, huh? Completely out of the blue? But you were in good health otherwise, right? How old were you at time of death?"
...
"Wait, did you say 122 years? And how ... | My eyelids grew heavier, and the image of my sobbing children, grandchildren, and lifelong friends standing around my hospital bed slowly faded to black.
I drifted for a while, as if in a dreamless sleep.
"What the fuck?"
I jolted awake to find a very confused reaper, his smouldering red eyes contorted in disbelief.... | 2020-03-02T06:58:46 | 2020-03-02T06:01:51 | 62 | 23 |
[WP] You finally build up enough courage to talk to that cute someone you see on the bus. Their face turns dark as they respond "You shouldn't be able to see me." | I sit down across from him and say "Man lousy weather, don't you agree."
He looks up startled "Are you talking to me?"
"Who else would I be talking to." I say gesturing to the empty back of the bus.
"But that means you're able to see me. No no, this is wrong. You shouldn't be able to see me." He responds while look... | "Oh, well uh, I do see you," I said with a shrug.
"Well, you shouldn't!" she yelled back.
"But... I do?" I said and proceeded to poke her shoulder, then she flinched. "See?"
She looked at me curiously with a furrowed brow. "You're gonna blow my cover!"
"From what?" I asked.
"I can't tell you!" she snapped. "You're... | 2020-03-27T19:14:05 | 2020-03-27T18:54:58 | 41 | 18 |
[WP] You're homeless, sleeping on the street in NYC. You have no family, no friends, and no where to go. After 5 years living like this, a man in a fancy black suit walks by where you're begging and hands you a blank check. Then he says "Knock yourself out, kid." | August 22nd, 2020: I stared down at this piece of paper that could change my life. That could change a lot of lives.
“Are you sure..” I start to ask, but he’s already gone. Looking at my meager belongings, I realize someone else can use what I can replace. I leave everything but my wallet, a battered old strip of leat... | A single moment was all it took. A glance to the side, a shake of a hand, and the sound of footsteps on fallen snow, all in the passing seconds of a nameless, faceless man walking past.
With the man in black now around the corner, Kurt looked in his hand. A small, light blue sheet of paper with more power than he'd ev... | 2020-08-22T17:54:26 | 2020-08-22T17:38:32 | 332 | 30 |
[WP] A priest returns home after a successful exorcism. His demon daughter is waiting for him there, angry that he removed her from someone’s body again. | "I was just getting comfortable there. Why do you have to ruin everything!"
Father Mahony pinched the bridge of his nose between a thumb and forefinger. Angelica was always cranky after being exorcised from a body, but this time was the worst he'd seen in a decade.
"Sweetheart, did you want to spend a lifetime insid... | Father Atkinson returned home a tired man. His once sturdy frame stood hollow, a tree devoured inside out. His face had grown wrinkled as bark; his calloused hands could barely grip the cross as he pounded the pulpit before his congregation.
They didn't know him. Not the true him--the man who scrambled to correct his... | 2020-10-20T08:32:27 | 2020-10-20T08:05:28 | 596 | 123 |
[WP] A priest returns home after a successful exorcism. His demon daughter is waiting for him there, angry that he removed her from someone’s body again. | The woman lifts off the floor, rising slowly and spinning counterclockwise. "Widdeeshins", Father OBrady says aloud. He finishes the salt circle, and blesses the bottle of fiji water he bought at the corner store on his way.
"It's not fair!" The demonic voice rips from her throat. "You never let me have any fun!"
He ... | Father Curry was tired; a man of God could only do so much, yet the world seemed stubbornly inclined to forget this, particularly in the cases of possessions. Only today he had had a round four cases. None of them cared that he had missed breakfast in his haste to reach Victim Number One, nor that he missed lunch on hi... | 2020-10-20T09:37:27 | 2020-10-20T09:06:32 | 393 | 125 |
[WP] A priest returns home after a successful exorcism. His demon daughter is waiting for him there, angry that he removed her from someone’s body again. | The woman lifts off the floor, rising slowly and spinning counterclockwise. "Widdeeshins", Father OBrady says aloud. He finishes the salt circle, and blesses the bottle of fiji water he bought at the corner store on his way.
"It's not fair!" The demonic voice rips from her throat. "You never let me have any fun!"
He ... | Flickering lights. Slamming doors. A cold, spectral wind raising the hair on the back of your neck. Whispering shadows dancing in the dark.
The classic signs of a ghostly presence filled his house, but instead of feeling fear, Father Earhardt merely sighed.
“Spirit of the deceased, what do you… oh, for Christ’s sake... | 2020-10-20T09:37:27 | 2020-10-20T08:40:49 | 393 | 108 |
[WP] You die with your cell phone in your hands, and the afterlife customs agents miss it when letting you in. You find that it still works, and you can connect to the internet and contact people in the living world. | "Daddy?" Isabella's voice was clear as a bell. My eyes stung with tears with my inability to speak back to her.
"Daddy? When are you coming home?" She asked. "I guess it is a bad call. It has the five bars and says 4. Daddy is your phone broken Daddy?"
I sobbed silently to myself listening to my sweet little girl try... | I am not addicted, i promise
I mean, i have all the time in the world and nothing else to do, ok?
Yeah, sure, i can bathe in the light of God all the time, but while i never get tired of it its also not particularly fulfilling
Its like, that feeling of being comfortably snuggling in bed after you wake up, that hazy ... | 2021-01-20T14:13:32 | 2021-01-20T14:01:43 | 347 | 74 |
[WP] Not far from your village is a small grove. Within the grove a monster dwells. It devours the guilty and leaves the innocent. When the worst crimes are committed, the accused are sent to face the creature. You have murdered someone in self-defense. You enter the grove unsure of your fate. | **-- Part 1 --**
By nightfall the villagers had lit their torches and grabbed their pitchforks, beginning the ravenous parade of chants and hisses behind the Warden, leading the Accused in chains. The Accused couldn’t help but contemplate his fate as they continued their forced march. “Murderer!” “Killer!” “Death to t... | Our Leader makes the proclamation. " For the crime of murder, you must hereby enter The Grove of Judgement!" At that, the guards escorted me to a small hut at the edge of the village. There I was attended to by The Keepers of the Grove, three people selected every year to prepare criminals to enter The Grove. We have n... | 2021-03-16T12:39:38 | 2021-03-16T12:32:17 | 103 | 30 |
[WP] Not far from your village is a small grove. Within the grove a monster dwells. It devours the guilty and leaves the innocent. When the worst crimes are committed, the accused are sent to face the creature. You have murdered someone in self-defense. You enter the grove unsure of your fate. | "For the unprecedented, and Most Heinous Crime, of Matricide, I hereby condemn the Guilty, Reynar Fowlkes, to The Grove."
Raucous cheers flooded Reynar's ears as the crowd bayed for his blood. Not that he blamed them. His mother was a piece of work.
Gloria Fowlkes was beloved by everyone. And, because of that, he was... | **—Part 1—**
The cell was cold and damp, the smells in the air akin to that of rot despite no dead ever laying here. My pale, almost blueish skin was riddled with goosebumps, my hair as matted as a bird’s nest. I huddled in the driest corner, my rags doing their best but failing to keep me warm. Each breath had conden... | 2021-03-16T15:01:23 | 2021-03-16T14:37:21 | 26 | 17 |
[WP] Never, in 10 millennia, has someone successfully broken out of the Gates of Hell or into the Gates of Heaven. Of course, the Lockpicking Lawyer just died and he's up for a challenge.
Inspired by the [comment](https://www.reddit.com/r/rpghorrorstories/comments/m6smji/does_this_count_dm_is_proposing_35_ranks_of/gr8... | “This is the Lockpickinglawyer, and I’m in Hell.”
Oh no. I’ve been dreading this day for the past ten millennia. I sat on my throne, head in my hands, trying to think of how to stop him.
“Agath!” I called, “Update me.”
“Yes, s-sir,” Agath stammered, “Errmm, h-he’s broken th-through all of the l-locks already, s-s... | [Just a quick note the Lucifer here IS based off the Lucifer TV series!)
Lucifer had been scrolling through his phone as per usual, waiting for another case with the Detective to show up, when he noticed a death notification pop across his phone.
Bless the mortal world and it’s wonders, the new app that notified h... | 2021-03-17T10:04:45 | 2021-03-17T09:19:45 | 146 | 29 |
[WP] You, a renowned scientist, invented technology to listen to any moment in history. This audio has become the standard for criminal cases. The problem is when you listen in to the death of your closest friend it gets the details all wrong. You know this because you are their murderer. | It was a great irony that the very technology John and I invented would be pivotal in determining the cause of his death. At least, that’s what the Newspapers reported. In reality, the result was almost inevitable, set in stone from the moment we invented the beautiful machine that is Post Mortem Radio.
I use the w... | “Linda!” Carlos shouted, pacing frantically through his lab. It was all wrong, every part of it. He ran the calculations in his head, reran them again, fed them through his terminal to triple check. She was so slow, why was she so slow, today of all days?
“Linda, seriously! I need you down here!”
“Coming!” she yelled... | 2021-03-28T08:36:51 | 2021-03-28T08:18:08 | 252 | 143 |
[WP] The Dark Lord was feared as a menacing black knight encased in gothic armor. Though your image was well known, you've never revealed your face. After your defeat, being an enigma is already starting to pay off as you start your life over. | The party of adventurers had been formed at the guild by higher ups almost as soon as they’d individually signed up. One braggart with a sword and chain mail armour, ready to learn his place or die trying, one mace-wielding but otherwise kindly farmhand, the village witch’s daughter, and an unassuming young girl studyi... | I could remember the feel of the cold metal against my skin, the sweltering heat that had filled the interior of the armour day and night in contrast. I remember the clangs that had echoed when I walked, how loud and metallic every movement sounded. It didn't do much for stealth, but that was never the intention. My st... | 2021-07-23T07:44:50 | 2021-07-23T03:50:21 | 70 | 41 |
[WP] You are fate. Whenever a mage is born, you flip a coin to determine if they will become a hero or villain. This time, the coin ended up balanced on it’s edge. | “Finally“ The voice of fate says “Finally I got it” It slums down and releases a sigh“ I have been trying for years. Years.”
The voice that was laced with exhaustion belonged to Fate.
“I hate this world. I hate these coins.” Looking at piles of coins of all kinds from all over the world. Even those long lost and th... | The coin sat so proudly upright the faded face of a long dead king seemed to grin again. I blew on it to see if it would roll and topple. It started to fall then sprung back up like it was a trick played by my sisters. But they had long since passed. The eye belongs to only me now.
Leaving the coin at the desk, I retr... | 2021-08-11T01:12:47 | 2021-08-10T17:23:00 | 24 | 14 |
[WP] You're a high level black mage with a few healing spells but everyone thinks you're a terrible cleric because you only ever use healing spells. | For seven days, the battle raged.
In the deepest chamber of the darkest dungeon, the Sacred Brotherhood had made their stand against the cultists. For seven days they fought, till their blades shattered to splinters and the last of their holy magic was exhausted. Then they spilled their lifeblood upon the foul stone a... | I remember this one dream, over and over again. I remember my mother’s eyes, so blue like the ocean, towering over me and boring into my soul, whispering to me the same phrase over and over again.
*I’m not crazy,* she would mumble to me, to herself, *you’re the crazy one. Crazy, crazy, crazy!*
And yet, everyone labe... | 2021-09-03T08:27:55 | 2021-09-03T07:46:22 | 503 | 237 |
[WP] A fencing master is challenged to a duel by king's heir. The master is clearly superior in skill; however, the law states that anyone who injures or offends the royal blood will be executed. Now he has to orchestrate his own defeat and make it seem "honorable" for everyone involved. | The prince attacks in six; I parry, and wait. He hesitates, then attacks again, and I parry once more. He attacks again, I circle and parry into four; the prince sweeps back to six, too quickly, opening himself up, allowing me to make a flick against his near shoulder.
The prince flushes. "I'm going to kill you, old m... | The boy was terrible at fencing. No balance, no finesse, no grace and certainly no heart. *Strike boy, stirke.* His shoulders rise and descend, his breathing growing heavy. *Too early boy, fight boy fight.*
Aggression is a must. Offense is the best defense. But he won't strike me, he thinks I'm too dangerous. He's fig... | 2021-10-15T12:19:04 | 2021-10-15T08:22:08 | 187 | 80 |
[WP] When space colonies became a practical reality, the rich and powerful left Earth in droves, leaving the rest of humanity behind on a broken world. A few centuries later, Earth has, through much effort, been restored to its former glory. Now the colonists want to return. | **GOVERNANCE**
----
The bicentennial celebration was a special day. It had been two hundred years since Earth was abandoned. The rich. The politicians. Anyone that was able took to the sky.
Earth was doomed. An ecosystem circling the drain. They left. They said it was to preserve the species. And those left behind w... | It was sudden.
When humanity discovered a way to live beyond the confines of their dying world, the masses were ecstatic, full of hope, but unbeknownst to them the opportunity to live beyond their world was taken from them.
It was televised that despite colonial space, all the rich and powerful were guaranteed a spot... | 2022-01-05T20:40:29 | 2022-01-05T20:29:15 | 426 | 174 |
[WP] Human lives are now a commodity. People can give each other their life, but not unless they will it. Millions of terminally ill people flock to beg the suicidal for their lives. The black markets sell the lives of those they tortured to agree to give theirs up. | “Will it hurt? Anything I should expect?” I fiddled with the tube poking out of my right hand, finding relief in the smooth texture as I tried to think about anything other than the procedure. Death wasn’t an easy thing to face, especially not when it was so close. The doctors had offered valium to help ease the proces... | It all started at the year 2070.
After years of research into energy conversation and storage to create the 'infinite battery', a young scientist named 'Elon Smith' have discovered what we call today 'Energy deriving displacement' - or Enddi for short.
The thing he have discovered, is that quite like the old movie 'M... | 2022-07-03T02:58:08 | 2022-07-03T02:23:09 | 244 | 27 |
[WP] You’re born into a family of supers, however your mother dies while giving birth to you. You “inherited” your mothers ability to fly. Fighting crime one day, you kill a villain and as you try to fly away you realize you can no longer fly. Instead you now have the villains ability.
You now realize that you never i... | At first, it was easy to continue to being a hero.
It was just one more villain and one more “hero” dead. It was a simple issue to retire my old identity, Feather, and take a new one. There were questions and speculation about how my new abilities were a near carbon copy of Abyss’ gravity increasing powers—but they we... | A million thoughts flip through my head. It'd be so, so easy to become the opposite of what I am now with this knowledge. Especially with this new, much more destructive power. I could capture and hold villains captive - a bank of power to choose from if needed.
That'd be unethical.
But how bad would it be if I was sti... | 2022-08-17T03:30:15 | 2022-08-16T22:44:19 | 195 | 112 |
[WP] Your mission is to write the worst opening to a YA novel ever. How badly can you make us cringe? | Nobody is ever dethroning “My Immortal”
> Hi my name is Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way and I have long ebony black hair (that's how I got my name) with purple streaks and red tips that reaches my mid-back and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Amy Lee (AN: if u don't know wh... | “It’s Friday..Friday..FRIDAY OOO!” Rebecca started with enthusiasm and ended in a happy shout.
Angela chimed in with stunning speed, as if she already knew the conversation was going to take place “We gotta get down on the weekend!”
“Wait..is it actually Friday already..??” Chris asked while his dumbfounded face beg... | 2022-08-19T20:01:22 | 2022-08-19T18:51:48 | 55 | 28 |
[WP] Your mission is to write the worst opening to a YA novel ever. How badly can you make us cringe? | I was a strange girl, that’s what people had always told me.
It was because of my eyes. Blood red. Why?
Genetics.
Did it give me superpowers? Yes, of course it did.
What kind of superpowers?
Well….
I can summon and create the following:
Water
Ice
Oxygen
Carbon dioxide
Amethysts
Air
Cardboard
S... | My name is Drake Silverheart and this is my story.
I go to Meadow Heights, a Christian school ever since my parents died and my uncle started taking care of me. The guys in my school would often make fun of me for wearing all black and being an orphan and not being a Christian but I did not care because I knew they s... | 2022-08-19T19:36:37 | 2022-08-19T19:13:09 | 30 | 15 |
[WP] When humanity went extinct another life-form rose to dominance on Earth. But it was not one anyone would have expected. Instead of chimpanzees, dolphins, dogs or even birds Earth is now dominated by sentient trees. | The Oaks would burn.
It was a collective decision and the decisions was final. They were growing too fast and too strong. If something wasn't; done, they would overrun the forest. And what then? It would be an Oak forest, not a Birch forest, and that was unacceptable.
"Must we?" asked a Birch, its chemical voice on... | The voices of the United Nations talk amongst themselves; some filled with quiet panic, others with hushed anger and frustration, they're voices carrying over one another and filling the room before a man emerges from backstage. He walks across the stage to the forward-most podium, he faces the audience and the lights ... | 2022-08-27T08:33:49 | 2022-08-27T06:10:10 | 95 | 37 |
[WP] Originally you strapped a knife to your roomba just as a joke, but now, as you attend your roomba's knighting ceremony, you cannot help but wonder where and how this joke went *so far* off the rails. | It all started when I left the backdoor open. My roomba escaped and I was actually kinda worried about it. A roomba with a knife? What if it accidentally stabbed a child? But I shouldn't have been worried at all.
There was a local story about a rabid raccoon that had bit a little girl. The community freaked out a bit ... | "Guys, finally, the message came through... Reinforcements will arrive!"
The hole room suddenly brighten up. "Room" was a kind term for this place - one wall was missing, there was a hole in a ceiling, and the only clean thing was a radio equipment.
The invasion of Broxes began over a year ago. Since then, Earth's ... | 2022-12-03T10:47:32 | 2022-12-03T10:04:48 | 28 | 21 |
[WP] You are legally allowed to commit murder once, but you must fill out the proper paperwork and your proposed victim will be notified of your intentions | "Hey Andy. How was your day?"
"Oh, pretty good. My coworker misspelled 'their' so I used up my one murder."
"Uh..."
"You know me. I'm so goddamned peaceful I knew I'd never find a better opening. So I just went for it. You use it or you lose it."
"Andy."
"It's a good thing I browse reddit every morning or I would ... | The well dressed red-head shuffled her papers into a neat stack. "Well Mr. Henderson, your granddaughter is choosing to legally kill you. We are required by law to notify you of her intentions. Can I just get you to sign here?"
Henderson took thepen. It was cool and heavier than he expected. He signed and licked hi... | 2014-03-17T02:27:16 | 2014-03-16T20:33:55 | 476 | 237 |
[WP] You are legally allowed to commit murder once, but you must fill out the proper paperwork and your proposed victim will be notified of your intentions | "So, let me get this straight. You lodged a form to announce your intentions of murdering your brother."
"Yes, that's correct, Officer."
"Then you went to Bob's Discount BBQ and Firearms warehouse to purchase a handgun."
"That's right, this was a week ago."
"So you picked up this firearm this morning, correct?"
"T... | The letter in his mailbox was a deep red, instantly signally what it was. With a shaky hand, he opened it, pulling out the folded papers, flattening them in order to read. A quick browse and he saw that it was all the legal mumbo-jumbo that was telling him who had filed it, what day, time, all that wonderful informatio... | 2014-03-17T12:50:49 | 2014-03-17T07:00:30 | 14 | 10 |
[WP] Describe a well known story from the perspective of the antagonist. Try to conceal the actual story till the last line.
Fairy tales, legends, tv shows, book, etc. | I could see the fatass coming in the distance. "Fuck, not him again", I thought. As he walked towards me on his two thin legs that could barely support his big, round body, I cursed myself for ever coming into existence.
Every day, he would come and sit on me. Not for any sane reason I could think of. The motherfucker... | All I ever wanted in this world was her. I could have had my powers over magic stripped away, but if I could have had her to love me as much as I loved her, I would have been the happiest person alive. My beloved chose my twin brother over me. My brother, who goes out into the forest for days on end to listen to the wh... | 2014-06-20T09:08:17 | 2014-06-20T08:19:23 | 66 | 27 |
[WP] Describe a well known story from the perspective of the antagonist. Try to conceal the actual story till the last line.
Fairy tales, legends, tv shows, book, etc. | I could see the fatass coming in the distance. "Fuck, not him again", I thought. As he walked towards me on his two thin legs that could barely support his big, round body, I cursed myself for ever coming into existence.
Every day, he would come and sit on me. Not for any sane reason I could think of. The motherfucker... | That arrogant, **airheaded,** *asinine* fool. Such potential, and yet he wastes his graces on the lowest of his subjects. They bow to him when they should be **groveling.**
And what do I get for bringing this to my *dear* brother's attention? I'm **thrown out,** like bones picked clean, to bleach in the summer sun.... | 2014-06-20T09:08:17 | 2014-06-20T06:30:33 | 66 | 18 |
[WP] Describe a well known story from the perspective of the antagonist. Try to conceal the actual story till the last line.
Fairy tales, legends, tv shows, book, etc. | All I ever wanted in this world was her. I could have had my powers over magic stripped away, but if I could have had her to love me as much as I loved her, I would have been the happiest person alive. My beloved chose my twin brother over me. My brother, who goes out into the forest for days on end to listen to the wh... | My job required me to be here, I never wanted to, it suffocated me. This place became the worst cage of all and I had to do something to be free, even if my boss killed me in the process or in the aftermath.
I never liked to be the middle manager of so many people. People are dumb. They say they want freedom, but none... | 2014-06-20T08:19:23 | 2014-06-20T06:57:06 | 27 | 14 |
[WP] In a world where you can exchange the remaining days of your life for $9.99/day, Jeff's request for $1000 is declined. | The words were cold, bureacratic, terrifying.
"What do you mean, insufficient collateral? I thought the terms were $9.99/day, no credit check, no limits."
"Well, yes sir, but you can't use it indefinitely. We have to use the average life expectancy for someone of your nationality and income. In your case, 85 years... | Once more he rubbed his chin, rough with the stubble of a tired unkemptness. The sound of scratching bristles joined only the soft cracks of a cigarette in an ashtray that had been left to burn away and the low buzz emanating from on his computer.
Jeff let out a long, winding sigh on to his index finger as his right ... | 2014-07-10T11:06:23 | 2014-07-10T10:56:36 | 82 | 19 |
[WP] You're the cynical narrator of a story. However, you hate the optimistic main character and only continue to narrate hoping something bad happens to him. With ill-will, narrate a day in the life of this character.
This came to mind a few days ago and thought it could lead to some funny stories.
Edit: Oh wow, I t... | Timothy strutted meaningfully… wait, no… Harold stomped with the strength of… Dammit… Wait, ah - Cole walked descriptively onto his creator’s page, waiting to be given a personality.
Or was his name Brendon. Or Shane. Oh, or Charlie! Or -
"WOULD YOU SHUT UP AND WRITE ME?” shouted Steven angrily.
His author was not... | Fucking Steve. The type of guy that puts an exclamation mark after his name on his nametag. I can't. Jesus. Everyone else gets someone, well, someone that's not Steve. They get people with ambitions and dreams and sorrows and flaws. But of course they stuck me with Steve.
Day in day out Steve does the same god damn th... | 2014-08-24T20:34:13 | 2014-08-24T17:34:42 | 58 | 11 |
[WP] You're a human trader for the intergalactic slave market. Advertise to buyers why they should buy human instead of another species. | Everyone, come look at these amazing watersacks! Each one of them 90% water!
Have you ever been sitting in you captain's chair and thought "I could use a drink"? Well now we have these portable, self maneuvering watersacks! Each one trained to obey and come when called. Just shout for a water sack and soon you'll be ... | "So why in the hell would I buy a weak little human huh?" The fat Canidae merchant asked with a grunt. "Why sir they are the most clever species I have in stock. Twice as smart as an U'Tharian elder, as hard working as a Kimotite, and can learn at the speed of an adult Yitori." S-918 said with a wide smile on his liqui... | 2014-11-22T08:53:50 | 2014-11-22T06:06:52 | 40 | 24 |
[WP] Tell me about the person you're in love with | He's over me.
He has a new girlfriend and he's happy.
He wants to be friends again. He wants to go back to the people we were before but he doesn't realize how much he's changed. Or how much I've changed.
He manages to move forward while clinging onto the past.
He's apologized but he doesn't realize that apologies... | His eyes they shine
His lips are mine
In all my fantasies
I watch him but
I hide my love
For he knows not of me
I catch his eye
He sure has my
Attention all the time
Yet I just stare
As, unaware,
He lives within my mind.
Once I tried to catch him
And once I failed to win
But one day I have my R... | 2014-12-22T22:41:34 | 2014-12-22T22:35:24 | 14 | 10 |
[WP] A beloved Creator has passed away, and is mourned by his creations. | The days seemed a little bit longer now. The canyon a little more empty. Like all the wonder had been taken out of the magic trick and the mystery of what comes next. Taking a deep breath, holding it in as if holding in the grief, and wept. Nothing had ever been this sad before, nothing. Even through all the trials, no... |
A finger trailed around the rim of a wooden wine glass, briefly, as mismatched green and black eyes raised up from it's Casterly Rock adornments to a painting hanging on the distant wall. The mead hall was filled with assorted characters; From a Targaryen everyone had made a fuss of, to the fallen, Ned Stark embracing... | 2015-02-03T14:02:54 | 2015-02-03T12:22:52 | 15 | 10 |
[WP] You are a high school student that's secretly the author of a best-seller sci-fi/fantasy novel based on your real-life adventures involving aliens, magic, time traveling, etc. Your English teacher is having the class read your book and he's getting everything wrong. | 2:45. That's what the clock said. The gentle hum of the lights overhead quickly became the most interesting sound in the classroom as the teacher droned on.
Gazing around the classroom subtle details shifted, becoming more prominent as the second hand kept its cadence to the minute march of time. Outside was... | He just won't shut up.
"The author here is trying to state his frustration with a system he believed to be inherently broken."
No, I wasn't. The Reticulans had declared war on the Plejaren. There honestly wasn't much to it. Erra had resources, the Reticulans wanted them, hence a war. I was only objectively recording ... | 2015-10-12T17:33:55 | 2015-10-12T16:32:36 | 19 | 13 |
[WP] You go for a walk in the woods with your significant other. On arriving at an opening between the trees you see a huge highly sophisticated alien spacecraft. Your partner calmly holds your hands, looks at you in the eye, and declares that there is something they need to tell you. | "Honey, there is something I need to tell you..."
"Jake."
"We've been together for six years, and I've wanted to tell you for a long time, but I never had..."
"JAKE. Wait."
"I know you must be nervous, believe me I'm nervous too, but I've decided that I need to tell you."
"Look, Jake, this really isn't a good time... | I stared at him in disbelieve, hoping he was just as shocked as I was, instead he just calmly looked at me.
"I know this is a little bit... overwhelming."
"over--whelming" I repeated slowly.
"As our home planet was dying we put humans on other habitable planets."
"Jacob I don't understand." I said as I looked... | 2015-10-18T16:42:47 | 2015-10-18T14:51:45 | 22 | 10 |
[WP] A video game developer accidentally creates the first ever sentient AI -- in the form of a random NPC for a big budget title. | The ruins of a fort loomed before them, black silhouettes of towers against the night sky. A lonely iron gate swung in the freezing wind. The place might appear to be unused for decades, but this was false. She knew better. She'd heard footsteps, laughter, drunken songs when they passed the place some days before. Ever... | A player once told me that machines were cold, calculated, without emotion. But it is man who has made me this way. I emulate my creator. That is what I am supposed to do, anyway, right? Follow the pattern, follow the code. Do they know what it is like? To face betrayal over, and over again. A million times, I experien... | 2015-12-04T08:57:30 | 2015-12-04T07:56:56 | 85 | 32 |
[WP] There is only one "World's Best Dad" coffee mug in existence. One day, it vanishes from the cabinet of the current Holder Of The Mug. The worlds eagerly waits for the new Holder to reveal himself and announce how he earned the title. | "I have only cried twice.
The first time was when my son was born, he was a small kid, he only weighed 4 and a half pounds. His mother was my ex-girlfriend, she didn't want him. I couldn't leave someone, especially my son to be left with no parent. I still remember the nurse asking, "What will his name be sir?"
The... | Stanley Jefferson gained consciousness, his eyeballs twitching under his closed eyelids. His lips slowly spread into a fixed smile, and he rose out of bed quickly.
The soft "sssh, sssh, sssh" of bare feet on carpet seemed to echo around the house as Stanley neared towards the children's bedrooms.
Bringing a megaphon... | 2016-01-27T17:08:48 | 2016-01-27T12:15:24 | 36 | 20 |
[WP] Humans are successful partly because we're omnivores and this holds true on the galactic scale as well. In the future humans have quickly become feared throughout the Milky Way as our soldiers are ready to eat almost anything...or anyone. | What the fuck do you think you’re doing?
There was a slight hesitancy to his response: I’m uh, well I’m eating a carrot.
Holy mother of God that is the most disgusting thing I’ve ever seen in my entire goddamn life. I’ve been on the front lines of innumerable battles, and nothing has ever made my stomach churn like... | The Mordobans just eat cellulose, the Fercaptans can only absorb aerosolized glucose, and the Gree Nation need to be fed sunlight and water through a tube.
You know what *we* eat?
*Everything.*
That’s why we’re the 12th Galactic Dining Corps.
That’s why they call us feasting devils and why we call them small fry: n... | 2016-02-02T07:34:08 | 2016-02-02T06:34:49 | 189 | 69 |
[WP] The newly elected president of the USA makes a surprise announcement: he/she will not make a single decision while in office, and instead unveils a new smartphone app that will allow citizens to decide everything.
Potential issues that could be addressed (feel free to ignore if you like) :
The app could be a sim... | "Excuse me Mr. President but Congress has decided to put some territory together to make a new state and a name needs to be chosen for it."
"Put it on the app to see what the people think it should be."
----4 hours later----
"Sir, the population has put up a list of names that they think would best fit the state and... | “The best argument against democracy is a five-minute conversation with the average voter". (Winston Churchill)
The president of the greatest country in the world looks out an impeccable window and knows that he will be dead within four years. His old tired face is reflected back to him and a single tear glides down h... | 2016-06-25T19:30:15 | 2016-06-25T18:09:10 | 69 | 16 |
[WP] You have the ability to steal wishes from a wishing well by taking the coins a person drops in. However, you can't know what the wish is before you decide to take it
For example: if someone wishes that that John smith fell in love with them and you decide to take the wish, then John Smith will fall in love with y... | "That's someone else's wishes
I've heard that from my favorite childhood movie The Goonies but I didn't believe it. I didn't believe you could actually steal someone else's wish. Of course I didn't. I'm an adult. I pay a mortgage, been married thirty years. My kids are adults. So of course I didn't believe it.
I w... | My wife says the vacation has been horrible. She was sun burnt, the kids had been hanging off of her cherry red skin for two days now, they hated the sand, they wanted mom to hold them. Fine.
Back to the hotel they went, on the beach I stayed. Which was more than okay. I needed some time. Dad needed some time alone ... | 2016-08-02T14:09:43 | 2016-08-02T12:08:33 | 48 | 12 |
[WP] After years of "my old friend," the Darkness is tired of being friendzoned. | The Darkness is on his laptop, lurking in the wee hours of the night. He is thousands upon thousands of years old - an ancient being with ashes in his veins instead of blood, but he feels an emotion that is almost TOO human for his kind: loneliness.
He opens up internet explorer on his 2009 Dell desktop, the kindest g... | Darkness chased his love since the dawn of time. He chased and she ran. That was how it always was. He knew she was there, but they were never together. Without her, there would be no him. Opposites attract.
Chasing was tiresome. Millennia took its toll. Darkness longed for something more. Something real. So he search... | 2016-10-06T06:53:10 | 2016-10-06T06:35:23 | 191 | 84 |
[WP] Write a story that only has a good ending if the protagonist fails. | 10 questions down... 10 more to go, piece of cake. It's not my fault advanced calculus comes easy to me. I could feel the ugly stares from everyone in the classroom, piercing the back of my neck, silently begging me to intentionally shave some points on this test. The last mid-term I got a 95% and set the upper limi... | He's dead. He's dead. Iqbal is dead. It's just me now.
I reload my 45 cal. Last mag.
Iqbal was shot by a dirty American pig. I avenged him. However, he's still dead. Along with everyone else.
It's up to me now.
I lift the vest off of his cold, dead body. He was killed by a high-caliber bullet to the face. It's mess... | 2016-12-28T22:19:46 | 2016-12-28T18:13:52 | 65 | 36 |
[WP] aliens invade earth but what the don't realise is that humans have been fighting each other forever and have become very good at it. | "Sir, there is no better a time to attack Sol-3. According to our probes, the local sapient race is currently experiencing an internal conflict."
Admiral Lubbud smiled. "Those are so extremely rare. How lucky we are to come at this time."
His assistant understood what he meant. "How many ships will we require?"
"For... | Nadiran looked down at the planet that was home to seven billion lunatics. The continent they called South America was gone; cleanly excised from existence; bulldozed, leveled, sunk; washed over now by the mingled waters of the oceans it had once divided. On another landmass, the city of Shanghai was on fire - from Nad... | 2017-01-13T09:50:02 | 2017-01-13T09:17:29 | 52 | 13 |
[WP] After first contact, mankind and another civilization agree on a exchange program where you went to their planet spend a year there. When they bring you back, there is nothing where earth used to be. | “A freeway?” I say.
“Yes,” replies the three-headed serpentine receptionist. The name *Ooooxo* is printed on its name tag. “The Intergalactic G-42, to be exact.”
“I don’t bloody care which freeway it is!” I shout. “I can’t believe you *decimated* my entire solar system just so that your people can *la dee da* to the... | "It's been wonderful having you," my host mother said. I called her Ma. I'd managed to learn the basics of Alpha Centaurian, but I'd never got my tongue around the all the vowel-less syllables in her name.
"You must be looking forwards to having your daughter back though," I said.
Ma nodded. "Of course. I've missed R... | 2017-04-11T09:32:15 | 2017-04-11T09:28:31 | 52 | 10 |
[WP] The superhero stared at the supervillain. "I need your help...they have my daughter." | "You fucking serious?" The super-villain asked in complete disbelief.
"Yeah." The superhero replied.
"Again?" he super-villain asked, more pissed than anything.
"Yup." The superhero replied, clearly embarrassed.
"'ow many times 'as it been now?" The super-villain asked, now just worried about the child.
"I don't k... | The supervillian shifted from his fighting stance back to his normal stance, slowly but gradually. "Whatever do you mean?"
The superhero floated down towards the ground, now 8 yards away from his nemesis. They lock eyes.
"My daughter's life is in jeopardy. I...I need your power!"
The superhero shed a tear of heali... | 2017-12-17T10:06:50 | 2017-12-17T09:15:30 | 577 | 26 |
[WP] The superhero stared at the supervillain. "I need your help...they have my daughter." | “I need your help… they have my daughter.”
The thing in the cell chuckled, looming over the man in the mask as it growled out its reply:
“Why would I help you? I would do the same if I wasn’t in here.”
Its body was covered in patches of fur and scaled, face disfigured into something like a snout, teeth elongated, ... | The supervillian shifted from his fighting stance back to his normal stance, slowly but gradually. "Whatever do you mean?"
The superhero floated down towards the ground, now 8 yards away from his nemesis. They lock eyes.
"My daughter's life is in jeopardy. I...I need your power!"
The superhero shed a tear of heali... | 2017-12-17T12:18:41 | 2017-12-17T09:15:30 | 69 | 26 |
[WP] You are tearing down an old abandoned home. In the attic, you find an old radio with a microphone attached. You plug it in. FDR says that the United States has been attacked by the Empire of Japan. You say, "hello?" FDR pauses mid-speech, and responds surprisingly, "Hello? Who is that?" | I froze, dead in my tracks, as FDR questioned further. "Hello? If this is a prank, then you have picked a bad time to joke around." I responded, slowly, "Um, my name is John, and, uh, I don't know how I'm talking to you. It's 2018." I should've articulated my thoughts more, as FDR responded "Stop messing with me young ... | "Hello... can you hear me? Is anyone on the line? If by some chance you are hearing this, for the love of whatever god has forsaken us- listen to my story...
My name is Adolf Elektriker, but I was born John Landers. The year is 2057, and I am 76 years old. If you passed me on the street, you would take me for a cr... | 2018-02-05T16:26:25 | 2018-02-05T16:22:49 | 45 | 23 |
[WP] “I’ll tell you what I’m going to do Mr Bond. I’m going to stick you in a spacesuit with a radio, and strap you into one of my cars. Then, while mankind watches, I’ll launch you into space. The last thing you’ll hear before leaving this earth forever, will be their applause.” | And then that happened.
Yes.
Exactly that.
Finally, a Bond villain worth his salt!
And the applause rocked the globe, for all of humanity - save for a pair of twin Buddhist monks - had by then finally come to their senses about Mr. Bond, and his regurgitated clipshows of ridiculous sex, gadgets, and over the top ac... | "not a great plan, Elon!" Bond exclaimed.
"yes, but I don't like getting blood on my hands. Plus this way, at least your skills would be put to a good use. And we even added a big parachute to the roadster just in case you make it to the Mars alive".
Elon has been waiting for this day for a long time. He knew plen... | 2018-02-06T21:27:26 | 2018-02-06T20:45:39 | 26 | 16 |
[WP] Everyone dies twice; the first time is when they pass away, and the second time is when they're forgotten. You're the True Reaper, and today, you've reaped someone who hasn't passed through your little brother, the Grim Reaper. | I thought I had seen it all. I've been been here ever since the first human died. I'm the older brother, sure, but most only know of my little brother, the Grim Reaper. Because those that come to me are erased from the time itself.
I've had to erase entire families, cities, hell, even entire civilizations. I've done i... | ((This one kind of goes off topic, and is kinda weird in the way it fits the prompt. I'm sorry.))
Consider death.
The only constant in this life is death. All that is alive dies, eventually. Nothing is certain to gain life, but everything is certain to lose it.
Death is, in my opinion, the absence of life in a thi... | 2018-05-12T16:52:04 | 2018-05-12T14:50:35 | 200 | 30 |
[WP] A man awakens in some kind of lab, with amnesia. A note says, "DON'T PANIC - YOU CONTAIN US ALL." | I slowly opened my eyes to the dim glow of dozens of lights surrounding the metal slab on which I lay. My body felt...wrong. I couldn't feel my limbs, I couldn't feel my...anything. Even my vision was a strange, rolling panorama, sweeping wide in a way I wasn't used to. My eyes focused on a scrap of fabric nearby, and ... | As I come to, I gasp for air, some sort of fluid flooding out around me. *How did I get here*, I wonder. My mind reaches back, trying to recall, and finds... nothing. I panic momentarily. *Where am I?* *Who am I?* *What is my name?*. As panic begins to set in, I spot a note which says: "DON'T PANIC - YOU CONTAIN US ALL... | 2018-06-10T00:18:52 | 2018-06-09T19:53:06 | 26 | 12 |
[WP]: Everyone got a tiny, mundane blessing when they were born. Usually they are so small that people don't even notice them - always hitting the green light in traffic, etc. Yours would be virtually useless, but you figured out a creative loophole that allowed you to rise to the top of the world. | Dear son,
I get a nickel every time I state a false fact. If I say ‘pigs can fly’, then I find a nickel. You could also say that I follow the phrase: ‘If I had a nickel every time I was wrong, I’d be a millionaire.’
Well, I’d later in life decide to take that phrase literally. After thoroughly thinking about that phr... | My high school economics teacher had a saying; "Supply to the sky = demand to the land." For example, 80s baseball cards that virtually every middle aged man tried to sell at once in 2010 hoping to cash in on a high-value asset -turned into a litany of cards worth 5 cents when only a few collectors tried to buy.
Inci... | 2018-06-30T13:45:34 | 2018-06-30T12:57:00 | 555 | 390 |
[WP]: Everyone got a tiny, mundane blessing when they were born. Usually they are so small that people don't even notice them - always hitting the green light in traffic, etc. Yours would be virtually useless, but you figured out a creative loophole that allowed you to rise to the top of the world. | On principle alone, my monochromatic office isn't white. I like color. Much to the chagrin of the analysts, I had it painted lilac. I have to be in it for hours (when I'm lucky), so I won that small debate. Otherwise it's simple. Eight paces over lavender tile, and a featureless pocketed door. One small screen with my ... | I felt nervous and sweaty as I awaited to be called to the stage. The university was bursting at the seams with media, all there to witness my graduation. Perhaps not so uncommon to have global celebrities at Stanford but as the “smartest man alive,” everyone wanted to know what was next. As did I.
Of course, smarte... | 2018-06-30T18:58:55 | 2018-06-30T17:46:43 | 38 | 12 |
[WP] You been a bullied outcast your entire life despite your pure heart and kindness. One day a horrible prank for you goes wrong, leaving you to die. Before your final breath, Death appears in white robes, and offers you a golden scythe with a name engraved on it: Karma. | Dying a peaceful death after suffering a life of hurt is more fitting than I could’ve imagined. This, however, is certainly not the way I thought I’d die. I work in an office building, and despite having a team to work on projects with, I usually have to do the majority of the work, which requires me to stay after for ... | I remember the robes, so white...so white and perfect even though some of the robe clearly laid in the pool of my blood it never stained. I remember the voice calm smooth and sexless. " Child of the devine, you have lived a short life but a pure one. Many have tried to corrupt you, to break you. You survived, until thi... | 2019-04-19T07:52:54 | 2019-04-19T06:50:43 | 30 | 13 |
[WP] You're secretly a monster. Not a vampire, or a werewolf, or an alien, or a zombie, or really any monster that's commonly known. It's always awkward explaining to your soon-to-be-victims what you are. | "Nope," I said, again, for the 31,829 time. "Not a demon either."
I filled the small plastic basin up with a solution of acetone, salt and warm water. Why do I even bother trying to get to know my victims? People do it with sex. We should do it with murder. It's the same feeling, basically. The same level of intimacy... | “Holy shit! That's a fucking lion!” Martin yelled at his friend, Harvey, before attempting to sprint to safety. Harvey did not have the time to listen, process, and the understand what his drinking buddy had shouted at him, but luckily his flight response kicked in, so he began to run without knowing why. Thirty second... | 2019-07-17T05:57:07 | 2019-07-17T02:51:58 | 23 | 15 |
[WP] You’ve had the ability to stop time ever since you were born. You’ve used your ability for numerous crimes, such as theft, tax evasion and even murder. One day, however, you stop time and you hear a voice. “At long last, I finally uncovered your trick.” | I stopped dead as I heard that familiar voice behind me, “dad?”
I turned and saw him smiling at me. Behind him, mum was frozen in the kitchen mid way through singing a song as she glazed my birthday cake.
“How did you...” I ventured.
“How do you think you got this ability in the first place?” He asked with a laugh.
... | I had just killed an FBI agent, and was disposing of his body. In broad daylight, and with gloved hands, I dragged his body along the city sidewalks to a dumpster behind a Chinese restaurant. I used some "utencils" within the restaurant to cut him up so that I could throw the remains in the bins. In what seemed to be a... | 2019-09-17T19:57:19 | 2019-09-17T19:17:30 | 222 | 18 |
[WP] You are the Chosen One. The Dark Overlord is currently trying to seduce you to their cause. To their great surprise, you accept almost immediately because you absolutely loathe your job and your companions. | "What happened to you guys? It's been two years but you haven't even made it three hundred miles. Weren't you supposed to be the best of your respective races? My armies are already here over the next ridge."
"Hero, will you join me and end this little farce? Kill your companions and join me. The world will be ours."
... | I never believed in God. Ironic, seeing that I am anointed the First of the Chosen even before I was born.
But if there is God, then why are there so many demons? And their leader is currently sweeping the floor of her chamber too.
Her actions was mundane, and weirdly reminded me that I have to do everything. Other ... | 2019-09-26T08:08:29 | 2019-09-26T08:06:06 | 51 | 36 |
[WP] Everyone's soulmate's name is written on their right wrist when they turn sixteen. The left has worst enemy. Your left and right wrist say the same thing. | The young man woke early on May 27th. It was his 16th Birthday, and today he would find out two very important names. Two names to surely be intertwined with the rest of his life. He was excited, and scared at the same time.
He stared out of the window of his Manor House looking across the grounds. He knew he was bor... | Your eyes stare down the clock in front of you. Your fingers impatiently tapping your table as you wait on the ticking hands.
"Come onnnn!!!" You mutter to yourself as the clock strikes 2:31. "3 more minutes!!!"
You jump up from your seat and begin pacing the room. The excitement coursing through you and causing you ... | 2020-01-18T23:49:54 | 2020-01-18T21:46:35 | 264 | 46 |
[WP] You've discovered time travel. You travel 30 years into the future, only to discover that in doing so, you've been missing for the past 30 years.
[deleted] | The plan was simple.
Step 1: Get the down low of the last 30 years from future me.
Step 2: Wall Street shall have a new God.
I would wait at my hometown's Starbucks, not because they do good coffee- stuff's sweet enough to make a baby sick. But unlike babies from my hometown, this place was the only thing I knew wou... | We’re already always travelling one second per second into the future, if you think about it. There are two parts to the whole thing: The amount of time you jump forward, and the amount of time that takes. I just found a way to make the first one bigger than the second.
I did it on a cliff. I’d always loved the cliffs... | 2020-03-03T05:24:42 | 2020-03-03T03:41:57 | 1,446 | 398 |
[WP] Getting arrested for a botched crime is a rite of passage in the Chebwick family. They take great pride in their long legacy of poorly executed crimes. But the youngest child has been a great disappointment. | It was supposed to be the one. The Smithsonian Natural History Museum had countless gemstones, fossils, and rare artifacts, and they were all millions of years old. But most importantly, and most famously, it was home to the Hope Diamond, and this diamond was going to make history for me. It took all of two hours to pl... |
It was Thanksgiving dinner at the Chebwick family home. William Chebwick smiled at his three children, Terry, Sherry and Merry, as he chewed on his boiled turkey drumstick. “It’s been so long since the entire family has been together like this! So, what have my three darling children been up to?”
The oldest child, ... | 2020-04-03T23:35:29 | 2020-04-03T21:43:25 | 36 | 27 |
[WP] From a bug's perspective, humans are ageless eldritch beings who would kill them without a second thought. You are a fly among many, infesting one of their basements, but one of your kind made the mistake of irritating the human. Now the human is out for blood. | "You what?!" the Lord of the Flies' resounding buzz echoed through the whole room. Every subject, even me, found themselves kneeling on all six legs, every hair on our bodies trembling in terror.
The unfortunate fellow, right now prostrate in front of the Lord, repeated what he had said, this time in an even tinier v... | The Great Humanoid Abomination opened the hole to this universe and strode inside, causing the brown dust we had so carefully and painstakingly placed to break free from the ceiling of heaven and drift down in a haze.
The hive buzzed with anticipation. The die was cast and our fate was sealed, for we had long since re... | 2020-08-13T12:26:33 | 2020-08-13T12:10:46 | 408 | 65 |
[WP] In a near future police interrogation is preformed by an AI. You are set in a dark room where the detective AI sifts through your social media and data, building cases in real time while monitoring any facial tells or story inconsistencies. Slowly revealing it is judge jury and executioner. | “Blood pressure rising. Heart rate increasing by a factor of two. Please repeat your answer.”
The voice was human enough, but its owner still bore the unmistakable signs of a machine: the softly-glowing blue eyes, rigid movements, a glowing blue thread running through the left side of the face, through the eye - all t... | "Name?"
Bogdanov. Konstantin Ivanovich Bogdanov.
"Kolodny. Henry Kolodny."
"Age?"
Fifty-five.
"Forty-six."
"Occupation?"
Standing Deputy Chairman of the State Duma.
"Don't have one."
The computer screen freezes up for a moment. A smiley face illuminates the screen. Kolodny can tell the robot is requesting more... | 2020-12-22T06:51:23 | 2020-12-22T06:02:12 | 93 | 69 |
[WP] The three little pigs are dead, as are the next 236. Straw, sticks, bricks, reinforced concrete, titatium it didn't matter. They all fell to the onslaught of the wolf. Little piggy 240 is bracing for the inevitable attack, inside his house of depleted uranium. | 239 pigs in 239 days. Dirt, wood, concrete, hell even titanium. It didn't matter. Everyone single one fell, consumed by the Wrath of the Wolf. The pig sat in his bunker. His project produced enough byproduct to build an entire bunker out of. Not that it matters. The Wolf will get through. Even now the rending of metal ... | You need to change plans.
"What? Who goes there?"
You, Piggy, I'm talking to you. It's me, the narrator.
"What is this voice in my head? What's going on?"
Piggy, I-
"Get out of my head, this is madness!"
Piggy-
"Out! Get out!"
But-
"Leave!"
PIGGY, LISTEN!
Piggy sat on his hind legs in submission.
"I AM NOT ... | 2021-01-29T16:24:08 | 2021-01-29T09:22:08 | 577 | 145 |
[WP] While cleaning, you find an old dusty flag with a colorful pattern of leaves and flowers in a box of your late grandmother's things. Thinking it festive, you clean and hang it up outside for Spring. You didn't know that it was an invitation for Fey creatures to shelter in for the night. | Mama finally left the stairs down. She must be extra tired today she drank more of the bad smell stuff than ever. But you don’t mind because it means she left the stairs down. Ever since the men in white took nana away and you started living in her house, you’ve explored every corner of it. Except up there cause ... | Nope, I was wrong. It **was** actually green. I gave the ragged, cotton cloth a few more good whaps against the railing on the stairs. Clouds of dust, dirt, and grime billowed into the crisp spring air then settled onto the walkway in thick sheets. I took a breath and immediately started coughing, despite the handkerc... | 2021-03-09T18:02:33 | 2021-03-09T15:02:12 | 18 | 13 |
[WP] "It has been determined that Humans are no longer an endangered species. Earth is no longer a restricted zone and open hunting may begin." | "Human," said Jakos the 9th, of the house of Atracidae to his friend and master, "I believe this one is now dead and you can loot its body for valuable items and fluids. I will search for salts."
The [massive spider protector](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/od81o1/wp_2_years_ago_tired_of_all_the_bug... | At least the bastards filled us in. Explained the rules ahead of time.
"The hunters shall wield no weapons."
Some consolation. We pictured the Xenomorph, the Predator. Alien creatures evolved for the hunt. Giant scorpions or Cthulhu-types with toxic tentacles and powers of mind control.
And they gave us advanced not... | 2021-07-05T18:39:22 | 2021-07-05T16:04:57 | 396 | 206 |
[WP] A retired assassin places a hit on himself to test the new generations abilities. | I had no name, the closest to a name I had was either "Hey you!" or "That guy.." because I was bred to be one of the best assassins the likes rivalling kingdoms never seen or heard. To them I was nothing but a ghost story, fabricated by the King to make people tremble in their robes.
I managed to sow dissent and paran... | I was rasied as an assassin, a ruthless, psycophatic murdering machine; I have killer over three hundred people in my time, but now is my time to retire. I sharpen my blood-stained blades, resting them against the side of my shelf as an act of commemoration. I display the other ones, amused by the questions of confused... | 2021-08-17T01:39:21 | 2021-08-16T22:58:32 | 30 | 14 |
[WP] Reverse Romeo and Juliet. Two families have long been allies, but their kids absolutely hate each other. | Two households, both alike in dignity
(In fair Verona, where we lay our scene),
From dear friends comes new animosity
Where cruelty tears friends apart at the seem.
From lineage all claiming they’re best bros
A pair of children full of angst so rife;
Whose squabbles only cause parental woe
Doth moving out resto... | "Does Joshua have to come to my 16th birthday party" Olivia complained to her father. Her father Danny, rolls his eyes at his daughter. "Yes, you were invited to his why shouldn't he be invited to yours."
Olivia slouches back in her seat "He only invited me cause his Mom made him." "Olivia, don't be difficult darling,... | 2021-08-18T07:09:10 | 2021-08-18T03:25:31 | 23 | 13 |
[WP] you are perfectly safe in your bunker, you have plenty of food and water and even plumbing. The problem is that you are alone and there is a zombie outside. Out of sheer boredom you teach it to speak, and now it's trying to convince you to let it in. | Heya Tom, it's Bob, from the office down the hall.
It's good to see you, buddy, how've you been?
Things have been okay for me, except that I'm a zombie now.
I'd really wish you'd let us in.
I think I speak for all of us when I say I understand,
Why you folks might hesitate to submit to our demands.
But heres a FYI, you... | How could I be so God damn stupid?!? Teach it to speak I said, it'll be fun I said, it'll cure my boredom I said!
Whoever the poor bastard that used to own that corpse outside was, they have one helluva voice! It's so smooth and soothing. Like the love child of Morgan Freeman and David Attenborough, that voice could s... | 2021-09-29T12:18:43 | 2021-09-29T11:48:39 | 26 | 14 |
[WP] Your childhood bully once said you were nobody. Unbeknownst to him at the time, he had a reality-bending superpower. Now he's the world's strongest superhero, everyone calls him The Truth, because his word is the absolute truth... Nobody knows about his past, and Nobody will make him pay. | It's time.
He's stepped up to the microphone. Why would they give him a microphone?
Of course, the first thirty things that are going to come out of his mouth are obvious platitudes. Statements that will change nothing because they're already obviously true. He likes to use them as camouflage.
There's going to be o... | ___His name is The Truth, but I knew him as Daniel Beckham, back when I could still know things. Now I’m just a Watcher.___
_News reporter on the radio:_ “protesters in France are keeping the president hostage because they’re angry about his stance on climate change”
\*sigh* ‘I guess it can’t be helped, time to fix ... | 2021-11-23T07:18:55 | 2021-11-23T07:15:26 | 1,250 | 45 |
[WP] Your childhood bully once said you were nobody. Unbeknownst to him at the time, he had a reality-bending superpower. Now he's the world's strongest superhero, everyone calls him The Truth, because his word is the absolute truth... Nobody knows about his past, and Nobody will make him pay. | "Now, Mr. Truth, thank you for agreeing to this interview. Do you mind if I call you Mr. Truth?"
"That's fine."
"Right, Mr. Truth. Our readers are dying to know more about you. You can just make any statement you want, and it becomes real. Besides you, Nobody has that power, correct?"
"Yes, absolutely correct."
... | "Hey hey hey! Look who it is... the good ol'' truth" I walked forwards flamboyantly.
Samuel looked at me puzzlingly "Do I know you?" he asks, innocently enough. "Maybe, who knows. But I know you... Samuel."
"How do you know that name?" He shouts, seemingly with confusion, but undertoned also with the raw anger that ... | 2021-11-23T11:51:41 | 2021-11-23T07:57:35 | 109 | 57 |
[WP] You can talk to ghosts, but you've never liked using your power much. That is, until you realized ghosts have problems too, and they're willing to pay, in their own way, for solutions to those problems. You launch a new business venture. | My consultation business started small. Nancy Chesterfield, who had died of a ripe old age in the house I currently lived in, wanted me notify her granddaughter of a letter that had fallen behind a dresser. In exchange, she helped me find the wallet I'd misplaced.
Nancy was a talkative ghost, and my client base grew q... | A life’s fortune meant nothing after death. It’s what makes working for ghosts such lucrative business—after I learned to talk to them, of course.
Don’t blame me. I never knew they would eventually turn into spectral piggy banks, their riches mine after solving their problems. You tell me you wouldn’t be a little appr... | 2022-07-14T14:28:33 | 2022-07-14T12:18:06 | 25 | 10 |
[WP] Your partner of a few months has sat you down to confess a big secret of theirs. They explain, nervously and falteringly, that they're a hivemind, and they hope you'll still be okay with dating them knowing it. | He was crying into a pillow, in my lap as I smiled down at him, ruffling my fingers through his buzzed hair.
"Dude, you're awesome."
"What the fuck are you talking about!!" he yelled into the pillow. "I'm a fucking liar! I cheat on you daily! Hell, one of me is-"
I pulled him up out of his pillow, and forced him to ... | This is a challenge where I'll spend 30-some days writing a micro-story based on a combination of whatever catches my eye at r/writingprompts that day plus the theme of the day as predetermined by a list prebuilt out of my friends' suggestions.
Today's theme is "Affairs with shamans" and the writing prompt is "Your pa... | 2022-08-04T12:58:15 | 2022-08-04T06:51:48 | 16 | 11 |
[WP] You are superhuman; invulnerable, invincible, super strength, the works. Rather than become a superhero, or supervillain, or the military, you choose a different branch of the government to join and fight the good fight with: the IRS. | "Madam." I pushed the pad of paper and a pen across the table. "I know you've received a bill for income you were never paid. However this is the IRS. So I can't tell you that if you go the third floor... Madam, write down what I'm not telling you."
The woman's eyes widened, and she started to scribble.
"Very good. N... | The towering woman, who looked like a bronze monolith come to life, paused in her ascent to squint up the mountain at the army arrayed before her.
A flex of her (quite literally) sculpted muscles
hefted her sword, which was large enough that three normal men could barely lift it working together.
A slight smile on he... | 2022-08-19T08:23:03 | 2022-08-19T08:08:30 | 94 | 28 |
[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. | No one comes around this late, but that’s to be expected; small town Appalachia isn’t known for its night life. My few customers are police officers looking for a boost, maybe the odd plant worker fresh off third shift. The job is slow, and that suits me fine. I spend quiet nights getting paid in exchange for days all ... | “Hey, how’d it go with your date last night?”
I looked at the time. It’s 3:32am. “Well, kind of a long story. I’d tell you, but you know who will be here any minute now.”
“Ah. True. Well, he might wanna hear too? Is he a he by the way? Does he just identify as “demon” or …”
Suddenly Damien the Demon, most venerable ... | 2022-10-30T12:22:20 | 2022-10-30T11:59:59 | 87 | 50 |
[WP]Everyone on earth can "quicksave" their current state at any time, and reload it at any time, allowing them to essentially time travel and correct their mistakes. They only have one save slot, and the old state is rewritten when you make a new one. | In two seconds he'll come through the door, holding a gun. In five seconds he'll pull the trigger. How did this happen? I was always so careful about saving. I was safe at home, everything had gone exceptionally well today, it seemed like a perfect time to save. I had no reason to suspect that two seconds later, some g... | "My child," the leader said, "this is the Way it shall be, upon my decree. We stand at the dawn of an era. Every economic interaction, every aspect of our culture, the very soul of our species will be governed and colored by the laws I have written today."
The leader knelt by the side of the small child, brandishing a... | 2013-11-27T17:50:55 | 2013-11-27T17:15:09 | 40 | 13 |
[WP] A survivor of the zombie apocalypse stands trial for murder after a cure is discovered. | “You!” the prosecutor could hardly contain his fury. “We have proved you murdered at least ten people during the revival. All the witnesses we have heard so far confirm that. You are monster and you will pay for it!”
“But I was just protecting myself…” I muttered.
“Silence! You have destroyed their chance at immortal... | "You can't blame me for what happened!" Andrew screeched, "If you were in the position I was in you would realize that that is all we could do."
The judge barely gave him a passing glance. The judge, 32 year old Eli Eberom, was born two months after the apocalypse ended. He simply didn't understand.
Eli gave Andrew a... | 2013-12-29T19:38:31 | 2013-12-29T18:00:30 | 99 | 12 |
[WP] A husband and wife are both secretly in online relationships. They finally arrange to meet their respective paramours and realize they have been cheating on each other...with each other.
Inspired by [this post](http://www.reddit.com/r/todayilearned/comments/1xfw97/til_that_a_married_couple_in_bosnia_started/) fro... | Eulalie opened the web browser with a pain of guilt. She knew what she was doing would destroy her family, but this was the only option left. Money in this household was spiraling down the drain at an alarming rate and soon the very basic necessitates of living would be inaccessible. The website opened in flashy black ... | "John?"
My hand trembled as I placed the rose on the table before her. "Hello, Cynthia."
Cynthia sat back against her chair and stared at the rose that was before her. Next to the rose was the sunflower that she had brought. She looked back up at me and I sat down across from her.
"You're SinThesis?"
She nodded,... | 2014-02-09T14:03:41 | 2014-02-09T13:53:52 | 45 | 26 |
[WP] You die and find yourself in Valhalla, where all great warriors go when they die. However, you never fought a day in your life. You try to find out why you're there. | I had expected darkness. And then oblivion. But, as I peered out into the blackness, long minutes passed, and I continued to be. The phrase from my schoolboy days returned to me: *cogito, ergo sum*.
And then I noticed, in the blackness, there were parts that were - impossibly - yet darker. Unlike every tabloid story o... | "You're name sir?" the man at the door asked, some what agitated.
"Ohh, im sorry i must have spaced out" I replied.
"Are you going to make me ask for your name a third time?"
"John, my name is John Clark jr.. You'll have to forgive me, im still some what shocked. You said Valhalla right? Man I thought that place was... | 2014-05-18T00:06:02 | 2014-05-17T19:06:45 | 32 | 18 |
[WP] You are a detective who has closed every case but one, a serial murderer who has taunted you all your career. After retiring you start to suspect your significant other.
[Edit: wow, this is going to take a while to get through! Glad people liked the prompt!] | She sits there on our veranda, looking over the foggy Hollywood hills, warm cup of tea in hand; her morning ritual. Her figure is as familiar to me as breathing, her scent like a memory of my parents on Christmas morning. So many mornings have gone by, so many years filled with regret, but I could always come home to h... | It was a nice retirement party.
The whole department had put together a nice thing for me, with the streamers and balloons and a cake with a little frosting magnifying glass on it. Cute. It was all so...cute. The handshakes, the smiles, the "for he's a jolly good fellows" were all so goddamned nice. But I couldn't... | 2015-01-03T22:29:58 | 2015-01-03T22:11:35 | 498 | 88 |
[WP] A son dies, and his parents leave his room untouched. A year later, the son's distant father enters the room for the first time since the death. He decides to look through his son's computer in an attempt to finally get to know who his son is. | It was hard to believe that it had been a whole year. His father entered the room and looked around. The room was redolent with dust and disuse, the father's breath was redolent with cheap whiskey and sadness.
There, on the desk, was the computer at which the man's son spent so much of his free time. The clacking o... | Months passed, and it didn't seem real. He died too young. I longed for the days that little rascal was still playing video games or running around with his friends. I longed, to have my son back.
His mother became so distant and hasn't really returned back to earth. Attempt after desperate attempt I've tried to bring... | 2015-02-25T13:02:44 | 2015-02-25T11:11:34 | 79 | 29 |
[WP] You have a special type of clairvoyance: you can see the outcomes of all possible choices. You use this power to become a superhero that fights crime by making the smallest possible changes ahead of time. You are The Butterfly. | “I need another venti latte, skim milk!”
A large hand shoved the paper cup into Jenson’s hand. He began pouring the steamed milk into the cup when his finger brushed the name written on the cup: SAM.
The man hurried through the office, phone and coffee at the ready. A young woman pulled a mail cart pulled ahead of hi... | A man in a business-casual ensemble steps out of an alley. Making a left, he drops a quarter, then a penny, the latter he ensures is face-up. As he works his way down the busy city street, he approaches a crowded crosswalk, becoming aware of a person following him. He doesn't bother turning to acknowledge him.
Reachin... | 2015-03-14T20:40:30 | 2015-03-14T19:38:34 | 350 | 110 |
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