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[WP] Because humans are master liars, the dystopia ruled by alien overlords had permanent lie-detecting collars put on all the Earthlings. However, the aliens didn't count on sarcasm, metaphors or incomplete truths. | “Look, I didn’t say that I killed her, just that she pissed me off.”
The alien interrogating me frowned. “We know that you killed the girl. You know you killed the girl.”
“Well, the lie detector disagrees, clearly,” I snarked, “but go ahead and ignore it if you feel like it.”
Seemed the machine didn’t account for h... | Many would say that having an united, completly illness free world as the largest victory for all of humankind, well lets just say that such victory was first, not brought by mankind and second.
It is fucking annoying, the split face or whatever non-xeno name they wanted to put in place invaded earth, not that we didn... | 2022-12-19T15:35:15 | 2022-12-19T10:57:36 | 102 | 50 |
[WP]: A famous religious leader enters the afterlife. It turns out their religion wasn't the right one. | Joseph Smith looked at the man with the horned helmet standing in his way. He had passed the rainbow bridge into the Nordic afterlife.
"I knew I made most of it up, but at least I was Christian!" He stammered out.
Heimdall looked at him angrily. "Smith. For not being an honest man, and for cheating others of their wi... | "What? But I'm the pope. As in like, the holiest guy this side of Heaven. Well, the other side now I guess. You catch my drift," the pope pleaded to the gatekeeper.
"Sorry bud, but you were supposed to listen to Terry Frederickson, the pot-smoking polygamist cult leader in rural Queensland, Australia who claimed his b... | 2013-11-02T05:15:25 | 2013-11-02T05:13:16 | 140 | 89 |
[WP] Three friends. Four AM. No dialogue | Nothing good happens after 2 a.m. That's what my mom always told me anyways. But how do you say no to the hottest friend you have inviting you to come over to make juice.
I mean...she is in Germany...
No-no-no. I can't be that guy. I don't cheat.
I mean...she should've called me right?
Maybe she had class?
I caugh... | -002
The girl in the room is crying. I’m on the floor. I can’t sleep. Jack’s asleep on the other bed, the one Jane’s not sleeping on. I just stare at the ceiling. It’s a wonderful nothing, I guess. Songs I haven’t listened to in three or four hours keep playing in my head. I would listen to music but my music player t... | 2014-01-02T11:25:18 | 2014-01-02T10:14:07 | 14 | 10 |
[WP] Write a section of legal code governing the use of magic.
I've got a new project kicking around in my head, and before I dig into the characters, I wanted to try a little world-building. In order to keep my little army of unwritten mages in line, I decided to whip up some laws. Yes, it's a prep work prompt, but... | **Section V: On the use of Magick in combat in the Grand Duchy of Aldritch**
Article A
1. As specified in Section I, the use of Demonology and the summoning of beings from outside the prime plane of existence are strictly forbidden under pain of torture and death.
2. As specified in Section I, Low Necromancy and its... | **Illusory Magic and the Restrictions on its Usage**
Defined as the alteration of perception with the intent to present reality in a state that differs from physical truth. Whereas transmutative magic alters the physical world directly, often with lasting effect, illusory mages (in common usage, illusionists) overwri... | 2014-01-11T09:01:50 | 2014-01-11T04:50:35 | 39 | 12 |
[FF] Make me feel heartbroken in 4 sentences or less. | His back legs kicked frantically, and he whimpered softly in pain.
I took his outstretched paw with one hand and loaded another bullet.
His eyes were dimming quickly, but he gazed through me with a look of betrayal.
"I'm coming too, boy" I smiled, and drew the barrel to my temple and closed my eyes.
| "Goodbye kids," said Dad. "I'm off for my first day as a police officer."
Eight hours later, there was a knock on the door, and the kids yelled, "Daddy's home!". Mom opened the door to see a policeman, his hat held to his chest, who said, "A-Are you Mrs. Philips?" | 2014-02-13T22:34:39 | 2014-02-13T22:00:47 | 26 | 18 |
[WP] Adolf Hitler is a time traveler who starts world war two to save us from something far more terrible. | Disclaimer: What I am about to write is only a story. All views expressed are those of the characters alone.
"Do you understand the mission?"
"Yes, sir."
"Then repeat it. Who is your first target?"
"A Austrian boy, age 12, by the name of Adolf Hitler."
"And what are you to do when you find him?"
"I am to kill him... | "Press it" commanded Adolf.
With one press of a button Adolf travelled back in time, saw his family fade right before his eyes piece by piece. He would want to keep this memory - this final glimpse of his two kids and wife.
How far back did he travel? He did not know. Where he came from they had no use for time, no s... | 2014-03-02T16:47:38 | 2014-03-02T16:46:38 | 44 | 20 |
[WP] Rifles and Sorcery. A modern army is stuck on in an alternate reality where sorcery rules. The army is preparing to defend themselves form a far superior force that has never seen a machine gun or artillery.
Both sides would be intresting. The modern army dealing with magic users and the senseless slaughter of co... | That idiot Davis said this would be a cakewalk. He actually produced a ratty old copy of a Dragons and Dungeons handbook as if that mattered. "Second Edition" I remember him saying, like it made a god damned bit of difference.
I don't know where we are and I don't know how we got here. I'm paid to shoot people, n... | It's been a span since the Devourer opened that gate way. The shimmering dome of light faced over the desolate sands of Ashram desert and it was vast as a city dwarfing the jagged peaks that dot the landscape. Lord Aarongal and his lieutenant sat under dyed canvas tarp to conceal them selves among rocky mounds that sca... | 2014-04-09T12:52:48 | 2014-04-09T12:52:07 | 17 | 11 |
[WP] A teleportation ability that burns as many calories as it would've taken to sprint the distance teleported | "Alright, test number one!"
The entire facility was gathered around John as he put on the ridiculous looking headset.
"Is it going to work?" asked Lisa as she turned to John.
"We can't be for certain, but we've got to try. Imagine what this could do for exercise! This will be revolutionary."
"For exercise? What do ... | Asher wipes the tears from his face and pushes himself up while placing pillows to prop himself up. Today's the day. The day he finally does it. After years of fad diets, diet pills, surgery consultations, and yo-yo weight loss, he's finally going to lose it all.
A pill. A single pill in the palm of his hand. A decad... | 2014-05-18T13:25:23 | 2014-05-18T13:20:48 | 48 | 18 |
[WP] You get married, but find out that your husband/wife is death.
Inspired by...
http://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/27dnnu/wp_a_lonely_teenage_boy_asks_a_genie_to_let_him/chzw3rw | "I don't understand, you're an accounts administrator. You're always complaining about how boring it is."
She blinked and re-adjusted the collar of her blouse. "Well technically, that is true. I handle the accounts of the universe. Have you never heard the phrase 'cashing in'?"
"How long were you planning on keeping ... | At first, she seemed like any other ordinary woman. But over time, piece by piece, I learned her true identity. They started off as small hints, but quickly progressed to become extreme miracles. Eventually, it came to the point where people would drop dead moments after they angered her. My boss hit me across the face... | 2014-06-05T12:45:55 | 2014-06-05T12:24:31 | 30 | 15 |
[WP] Write something dark, macabre and bleak but with a hopeful ending. Not all out happy ending, just slightly optimistic.
Think of a single flower sprouting in a desolate, war torn city type deal. It's not a triumphant ending, but a faint hint at better things to come. | She screams in the hospital bed, body contorting as the pains shudder through her again. Nurses scramble around the room, the doctor issues orders while the rest do his bidding. Everything was normal, just three minutes ago. The rate in which it changed is what disturbs him most.
"What's going on, Doc?" he asks. T... | The motorcycle roared down the highway like an untamed beast. I wove in between the old cars, rusting on the cracked asphalt and highway shoulders as the grit and wind slowly reclaimed them. Duke smiled from the sidecar, tongue hanging out of his slobbery mouth as he took in the view.
Across the horizon, a storm was ... | 2015-01-09T11:13:29 | 2015-01-09T08:35:31 | 22 | 10 |
[WP]After a head injury, a formerly brilliant general appears to have gone insane. The plot twist: His winning streak continues unbroken. In increasingly comical ways.
Is it merely fool's luck on a cosmic/comic scale, or is there actually a method to the madness? You decide! | "Sir, he *is* our best general. But... this is serious. Should we retire him?"
"Eh, give him one chance. Just one. If he manages to impress us still, keep 'im in. I'd love to see this man overcome his little headache."
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**Wartime Pres... | "I was on those shores, so I know best out of any of us. The orders were clear as day. Dig a tunnel through the beach to usurp the enemy outpost. There were twelve men per unit that landed on the beach that day, with no armament but pistols and shovels." Bradford left a subtle smirk at his full stop surveying his audie... | 2015-04-26T12:27:41 | 2015-04-26T11:46:15 | 46 | 18 |
[WP] You blast yourself out the airlock to make a heroic sacrifice for your ship and it's crew. As the endless black of space begins to fill your vision, it occurs to you- you're breathing just fine. | The stars continue to wheel. With little to orient myself with I have grown accustomed to the spinning. Here I tumble, a speck floating in the deepest sea. I have yet to spot a shadow swimming in the distance.
I am not certain that I would mind. Anything to break my spell. A Moby Dick, yes. Something to chase.
Alas,... |
Richard only started to figure out what was happening when he realized he was weightless. Before was a blur he would have plenty of time to recall later.
The ship was already dealing with a cranky engine, when the alarms began to wail.
*Warning, overload. Warning, overload. Warning...again and again."*
You'd think ... | 2015-06-01T21:14:19 | 2015-06-01T20:49:08 | 116 | 54 |
[WP] Write a story that makes absolutely no sense, until the last sentence. | I wake up. I get coffee. I go to work. I talk to clients. I get lunch. I get gas. I wait at red lights. I wait at green lights. I drink water. I park my car. I finish work. I go back to car. I get home. I kiss my wife and kids.. | He.
She.
Even do what be more like.
Yet standing tall.
Amongst it all.
To be more than it is not.
Why would one.
Eeven be, attempt to.
Try do what more like others.
So reach out.
And try to be normal.
Even being, no more like doing as others.
And take your damn meds. | 2015-06-12T23:55:01 | 2015-06-12T21:37:52 | 70 | 18 |
[WP] A serial killer who kills hitchhikers picks up a serial killer who kills the people who pick him up. | The hitchhiker's targets were fairly specific, or at least he liked certain kinds of people. People who had kids, the more the better. People who were bastions of their community. Those kind hearted souls that everyone tended to love and miss. He loved knowing they would never find them again. He loved the searches and... | It was such a lovely night. I had ventured far out enough that the faint glow of light pollution had only just touched this part of the world. The air was crisp and still, punctuated only by the low creaks and groans of this forgotten part of the forest. It had called to me when i was here 2 years ago and here i was ag... | 2015-08-09T12:11:20 | 2015-08-09T11:52:23 | 235 | 56 |
[WP] The Annual Assassin Awards are proud to present this year's Most Creative Assassination. | Ladies and Gentlemen, before we present the banner award for the Assassin's Association's "MOST CREATIVE", let's recap our nominees.
Wetwork International is nominated for their target-specific Viagra eliminations. Talk about creating some stiffs!
*Polite laughter*
Shuriken, Incorporated is back nominated for the... | Now we all love an assassination where someone else does the work for us. We definitely liked this year's runner up assassination. We can all appreciate the artistic subtlety of a carefully placed empty condom wrapper and a wildly less subtle and not so empty condom that Zane employed in the Senator's wife assassinatio... | 2015-10-10T22:27:01 | 2015-10-10T19:47:03 | 23 | 10 |
[WP] You obtain a device that tells you exactly what choices to make in order to lead the "happiest" life possible. Some of these choices get hard to make. | > Now say that you won't just kill **them**. You'll also kill **their families**.
I stared at the words on the terminal in disbelief. My hands hovered over the keyboard. I wanted to reply, but... holy shit. How do you respond to an order like that??
"I can't do that!" I typed back. The keys clacked as I wrote it; ... | Dave belonged to the new generation of GearHeads. Connected, dependent and proud of it.
Even a few years ago, following his personal AI cloud suggestions to a T for every possible decision was seen as something undesirable...pathetic even. Thousands of articles, posts and videos had reiterated the opinion of people d... | 2016-05-05T05:59:46 | 2016-05-05T05:34:58 | 4,927 | 111 |
[WP] You obtain a device that tells you exactly what choices to make in order to lead the "happiest" life possible. Some of these choices get hard to make. | When I was eight, everyone played with Magic 8-Balls. I begged my mother for one. I was overjoyed when I finally got one, months later. Everyone else got bored of the standard 20 replies pretty quickly but I didn’t. I found out I had a Magic ∞-Ball. My magic infinity ball would tell me exactly what to do in the situati... | *Wear a onesie every night, and do not eat two hours before going to bed.*
"What?" Kelly asked as she leaned over the coffee table, trying to peer at the screen of the device. Jordan was sitting with his eyebrows knit together, the device held firmly in his hands.
"It says, 'Wear a onesie every night, and do not eat ... | 2016-05-05T05:34:37 | 2016-05-05T04:50:11 | 1,046 | 322 |
[WP] A video game character has been abusing cheat codes, and his/her friends are getting worried. | At first it was barely noticeable... He had a pretty house but nothing out of ordinary. But overtime he kept getting richer and richer without even having a job to attend to.
Later on he called us if we could come visit him pretty much all day or if we wanted to go out, I guess he didn't have a regular sleeping schedu... | "Ishval, we have all been there, but you have crossed a line here and have to stop."
*"Why should I stop, it is not like I can't just reload a previous save. What are you worried about, the precious precious achievements?"*
"No, I am not worried about the achievements, but do you know how frickin annoying it is to li... | 2016-05-18T04:35:41 | 2016-05-17T23:29:56 | 71 | 33 |
[WP] You are a professional assassin for the CIA. But you are also a double agent. One day, you are assigned with killing a foreign agent. This foreign agent is your other alias. | "You have everything in check, correct?", asked the supervisor.
"Yes.", Thorne replied.
"I know you have a story with him but try to do it carefully, you know how it went down back in Moscow."
"Yes, I know. I will never forget how he made a fool of me on my first assignment.", Thorne said bitterly.
"I remember the... | I sat in the waiting room, thumbing through some of the magazines. Defense Contractor’s Quarterly. Snipers Illustrated. Head Shot. I had been waiting nearly an hour since the secretary had informed General Stento of my arrival. But in bureaucrat time an hour meant no time had passed at all. And General Stento was no ex... | 2016-05-20T04:03:36 | 2016-05-20T03:34:23 | 14 | 10 |
[WP] The devil mixed up your paperwork and gave you someone else's personal hell, which to you, is heaven. | Throughout his life he'd never experienced a hell he couldn't escape.
In death, wandering this corridor toward his eternal damnation, his mind begged for hope this would be no different.
A dark force ground his head against the wall, through the wall, until his entire body was on the other side. Horror engulfed... | There he was, standing in front of me. The evil extraordinaire, Satan himself. He checked his computer for my name. He said something about my "personal hell". The line I stood in for 50 years was already hell to me.
"Step into the portal. Your hell has opened up. Have a terrible eternity, Mr. LaBeouf."
I stepped in ... | 2016-05-28T16:24:57 | 2016-05-28T15:47:36 | 23 | 13 |
[WP] Everybody has the ability to bring another person back to life, at the cost of their own life. You are a suicidal celebrity who can't stay dead because of fans constantly sacrificing their lives to resurrect you. | I open my eyes again and see John, my overtaker. Damnit, not again. Instead of preparing me to be dead forever, John prepares me to wake up again. And again. And again. Mostly he just makes sure I'm clean, dressed, and then listens to my tirade of swearing.
I've tried everything: jumped from buildings, electrocution, ... | Irony doesn't apply to my predicament, anymore. I feel like I have transcended irony. Is that even possible, since the act of transcending irony would sort of be ironic? I don't know. All I do know is that, now that I have self-professedly transcended irony, tragedy is a more fitting epithet to place on my life.
If y... | 2016-07-06T20:07:02 | 2016-07-06T18:00:08 | 51 | 30 |
[WP]When you die you find out heaven is real. Well actually all versions of heaven are real and you apply for them like colleges, you get denial letters and can transfer. You may not get into Catholic heaven, Mormon heaven, or Muslim heaven, but you may be a shoe in for Valhalla.
Friends and I were talking about this ... | I stood in the Hall of Heroes and watched as a wizened man carved my name on a mead bench. First he hammered it, then he sanded the letters, curlicues of wood shaving away as he finished it. Finally he pulled a pot of gold leaf from an inside pocket of his coat and, pulling his spectacles to the point of his mouse-like... | "Hey. So, where are you applying?"
Sarah looked up from the stack of letters on her lap to see a head full of scruffy brown hair poking through her door. The boy it belonged to was tall and somewhat lanky, with a face full of brown freckles that made him look far younger than he actually was. Despite all of this, Sa... | 2016-07-22T12:28:07 | 2016-07-22T11:39:26 | 672 | 154 |
[WP] You have just let loose a string of vulgarities so potent that the patron saint of cursing has decided to personally pay you a visit to tell you to calm down. | The entire room stared at me with wide eyes, some covering their mouths, others whispering to each other. I could feel their judgement hot upon my neck.
"Dude... there are *kids* here..." my opponent said, rubbing his eyes. "Why would you say that?"
I was too furious to respond, and thankfully, I didn't have to. We a... | "Fuck, cunt, shit, fuck, ass fucking, cunt rubbing, FUCK!" Harold exclaimed as a grunt mech decimated his Hannibal scorpion with one shot. Harold's tirade was so loud it warranted a visit from one of the neighbors.
He answered the door and kindly told them that he was just a tad angry and they went on their way, but ... | 2016-07-23T08:15:46 | 2016-07-23T08:04:20 | 1,757 | 240 |
[WP] For many years, Canadians have maintained their inhuman friendliness by channeling all of their animosity into their geese. Now though, something is wrong. | "Want to see something unusual, honey?" said Wanda. "The egg Gilberta laid today morning was much bigger than usual."
"Show me, my pet," said Vikram, and she did. Vikram shifted it from one hand to the other, turning it around and upside down. The egg was the size of a large water balloon and so perfectly oval it look... | they call me the conduit. i always thought something more sci fi sounding would be better. like the medium. or the link. maybe just link. nah that sounds like a video game character.
doctor rajesh said i should record everything in this journal every day. it's getting harder to concentrate so i'm glad it's all voice a... | 2016-10-31T09:49:43 | 2016-10-31T07:41:33 | 30 | 10 |
[WP] "This is not my job! This is the exact opposite of my job!" screamed the grim reaper as the human went into labour.
Inspired by a post I saw on the internet about the grim reaper in sims in the same situation.
edit: Holy Thread Batman! did not expect this to blow up at all.
edit 2:So many good stories I can't ... | "This is not my job! This is the exact opposite of my job!" screamed the grim reaper as the human went into labour.
"but surely you must have something within you. Some humanity left." she pleaded.
"I was never human to begin with." he said.
"We were born together, me and life, fraternal twins. Some think I'm... | He'd come for the man lingering through the final stage of cancer next door, really. But then he heard the woman's cries - a high, continuous note of agony that called to him. She was bleeding out fast, despite everything the doctors were scrambling to do.
He would see her first. The man wouldn't die for an hour, yet.... | 2017-01-31T04:10:26 | 2017-01-31T03:59:20 | 218 | 122 |
[WP] Scientists invented a pill that enables dogs to fully speak and understand English. It lasts for ten minutes, and will only work one time. You give a pill to your 12 year-old Border Collie, whom you've had since they were a pup. Your dog immediately says "Alright, listen very carefully..." | "Alright, listen very carefully," Shinzo said. My ears raised up like his would at the sound of sausages hitting his bowl. Naturally I listened.
"You have two minutes to escape before your roommate comes home and kills you. I've been watching him for weeks and he's been planning your murder down to the smallest detail... | "Alright, Listen VERY carefully, I've been trying to tell you this for months now, but there is something very dangerous lurking in the back yard. It's been stalking you for months, unseen, unheard by you and apparently.. and this is something I can't understand, unSMELLED by you. I love you human, but you've got to ta... | 2017-02-23T05:53:42 | 2017-02-23T02:14:42 | 285 | 167 |
[WP] One night, something grabs your hand as it hangs off the edge of the bed. You give it a firm handshake. "You're hired," it whispers. | The young man shook in fear, succumbing to reality at an extensive rate.
"Who's there?! Who said that?!" he yelled at the top of his lungs whilst parading out of his bed. He tripped over his slippers as he walked towards the light-switch and felt a bump to the chin, he lifted himself up and urged himself to complete h... | and so such was life now. an endless chore for an unknown employer. nothing was ever needed again. nothing was ever needed to be done. existence was the job. each and every day played out just as the monotony of a dayjob. and each day was a shift in a dayjob. each day carried the burden of dread, of uncertainty of purp... | 2017-04-29T04:54:06 | 2017-04-28T23:00:16 | 21 | 12 |
[WP] One night, something grabs your hand as it hangs off the edge of the bed. You give it a firm handshake. "You're hired," it whispers. | I don't know why Alan Sugar was hiding under my bed that night, he probably had his own reasons.
Perhaps it was his visual likeness for Sid James that inspired him to be naughty and hide under there in anticipation of seeing something he shouldn't.
"Do you often do this Alan?"
"You're hired!"
"You said that alread... | I don't let go after during the shake and I ripe what is attached to my hand up on the bed. It's a leprechaun. If it can shake a persons hand say they're hired and the person excepts, then they switch lives. But if the leprechaun is caught while trying to make this deal, he has to grant one wish. I wish for the one thi... | 2017-04-29T01:30:39 | 2017-04-28T23:36:59 | 18 | 10 |
[WP] Reincarnation is a known, common, and expected result of death. You are a bounty hunter that specializes in tracking down people who have committed suicide to escape debts or a jail sentence. | Thunder rumbled as the grey clouds lumbered across the sky. Under the relative safety of the green canopy of the forest, Jameson strode confidently through the trees, only occasionally stopping to recast the tracking spell.
As the tracking orb pulsed more fervently, Jameson became more cautious, choosing instead to mo... | I’m a bounty hunter. I’ve been around for about five hundred years to do my job, and sometimes I have to kill myself to acquire a stronger body when the one I’m given isn’t strong enough. You see, ‘round these parts, we don’t have a childhood anymore. Law done got rid of that years. Before I go on, let me ‘pologize for... | 2017-07-09T12:27:28 | 2017-07-09T10:45:08 | 229 | 20 |
[WP] In this dystopian society, citizens are only allowed to say words that are on the 'approved common words' list. All other word lists must be purchased before you are allowed to say a word from them. The rich have a distinct advantage. | "Care for a drink?"
He is grinning at me with a cocky smile, one hand leaning on my table, one pointing towards the bar in the back of the cafe.
I smile at him but shake my head, motioning to the engagement ring on my finger. It's a cheap one- all me and John could afford after we had splurged on the 'Marriage' packa... | The noise machine that tells time went off bright and early. Person 1,289,273,493 woke up and began another day. The first eating time, a shower, and the morning drive time.
Person 1,289,273,493 came to the place with the machines that make power. The work was hard but the pay was kind of not bad.
“**Greetings** pers... | 2017-09-20T09:38:24 | 2017-09-20T07:41:54 | 1,501 | 341 |
[WP] A horror story where all the victims act rationally. | "Hey, do you want to go check out that abandoned house tonight?"
"Nah. It sounds like a deathtrap."
"It's supposed to be haunted, though."
"Ghost aren't real."
"... Okay, well, what about those creepy tunnels they found?"
"Who is 'they?'"
"I don't know, man! There was an article about them online!"
"Do you mean ... | Our protagonist finds himself in a dark computer lab deep in the bowels of the University library. His creative writing instructor has assigned yet another impossible task, "write a short horror story where every character acts rationally." Of course it is due first thing in the morning and after finishing his shift at... | 2017-10-18T12:24:35 | 2017-10-18T11:38:11 | 47 | 22 |
[WP] Whenever you are about to die, your main consciousness switches to alternate universe in which you survived. This makes you conscious only of the longest possible life. Uppon death, you are shown all the ways you would have died. | An endless white void, both expansive and smothering. Two disembodied voices emerge.
“Hello?”
“Hello.”
“Who are you?”
“I am Death.
“I’m dead?”
“You cannot outsmart me any longer.”
“Any longer?”
“You have bested me many times your whole life. That life is now over. I have finally won. As I always do.”
“How man... | Ever heard of Déjà vu?
Most would describe it as a feeling of "being there" before. A sense of familiarity to a scene that you are sure you have never experienced. Some attribute it precognition. Others think it's a trick of the mind, a mental anomaly. Past mixing with present. They're both wrong. The phenomenon coine... | 2018-02-15T06:54:44 | 2018-02-15T06:04:17 | 85 | 40 |
[WP] It's always God and the Devil, Yin and Yang, Good and Evil, blah, blah, blah. This endless dichotomy. But no one ever talks about the middleman—Hank. He's doing a fine job. | Sometimes he leaves a dollar on the ground for your bus faire. Sometimes he paints all the traffic lights red.
Sometimes Hank misses his wife, Martha. Its been colder since she passed.
Sometimes Hank's beagle makes him crack a smile.
Sometimes Hank can't get out of bed.
Sometimes Hank's only goal is to make us appr... | "I'll tell you hwhat," Hank said as he wiped his brow. "People need to understand the balance of good and evil. It's like dealing with propane and propane accessories. Propane is a source of happiness, a fuel for so many of life's joys. But too much propane uncontrolled can lead to catastrophe. That's why we need to m... | 2018-04-08T20:10:14 | 2018-04-08T20:09:22 | 1,882 | 219 |
[WP] Our blood is naturally clear, it thickens and darkens with each impure act. You have always dedicate yourself to good and helping others but today while knitting beanies for the homeless you accidentally prick your finger. Your blood is jet black and so thick it doesn't even drip. | The old woman pricked her finger upon accidentally touching the tip of the needle and her blood appeared to be a gelatinous obsidian black substance, the old lady was clearly distressed and confused about how she could be so "impure" but little did she know, she never thanked the Bus Driver. | Turns out following the rules of god was the wrong way..
Turns out following the Bible to a t, never wearing cotton, the whole fish thing was wrong..
That woman who was dying I couldn’t touch her,
Turns out slaves where bad...
Turns out cutting my wife’s hands off was evil..
I needed a moment
| 2018-08-04T09:48:46 | 2018-08-04T09:44:59 | 395 | 10 |
[WP] Our blood is naturally clear, it thickens and darkens with each impure act. You have always dedicate yourself to good and helping others but today while knitting beanies for the homeless you accidentally prick your finger. Your blood is jet black and so thick it doesn't even drip. | It was black. She stares at her fingertip in- no, not surprise, resignation - for half a second before she realises she should hide it. She wraps it quickly in her half-knit hat. “Oh, shoot,” she says, rising from her seat and smiling at the other do-gooders around her.
She walks away, trying not to rush too hard, ho... | I felt "different", don't know how to explain it really. When I woke up and had my morning breakfast and coffee everything felt fine. When I left my small studio apartment, passing misses Fischer in the hallway I felt normal. Even when I reached the soup kitchen the next block over the world just felt...right.
Yet... | 2018-08-04T10:14:27 | 2018-08-04T10:12:33 | 134 | 20 |
[WP] Our blood is naturally clear, it thickens and darkens with each impure act. You have always dedicate yourself to good and helping others but today while knitting beanies for the homeless you accidentally prick your finger. Your blood is jet black and so thick it doesn't even drip. | I always knew, since I was a baby. If I’ll be a good boy, then my blood will be white.
I was always scared of having black blood.
I must be a good boy.
Around this simple principle, I built my life. And it felt good helping others. I was happy!
I studied medicine because I thought no greater good exists but saving ... | At that moment, I was happy. I bring my pricked finger to my supple lips, and my tongue caresses the wound with warm tenderness.
Sweet. Like a strawberry lollipop.
It started off as one good deed a day. Picking up trash, volunteering at the senior home, removing hate graffiti, giving some water to construction worke... | 2018-08-04T10:34:28 | 2018-08-04T10:18:07 | 45 | 15 |
[WP] Our blood is naturally clear, it thickens and darkens with each impure act. You have always dedicate yourself to good and helping others but today while knitting beanies for the homeless you accidentally prick your finger. Your blood is jet black and so thick it doesn't even drip. | One day James was sitting with his wife, he was cooking dinner for school children while she was knitting beanies for the homeless, when she cut herself, James sprang to his feet, "let me help you with that" he said. But upon reaching her, his eyes widened, her blood was pure black, he immediately begun to yell, "what ... | I stood there for a moment, as i looked at the prick on my finger from my knitting needle. Where there should have been a crystal clear fluid, somehow, a sludge of sin and immorality sat in my veins.
"How could this be?" i thought. I sat there, wondering.
Was i not good when i spent hours walking dogs at the animal s... | 2018-08-04T10:33:21 | 2018-08-04T10:24:42 | 19 | 13 |
[WP] When people die they can choose whether they go to Heaven or Hell, you are the first in 1000 years to choose Hell. | “Does everyone get to choose?”
The watchman’s heart was breaking looking at the tiny child, covered in scars. They shouldn’t *be* scarred like that, not here, whatever acts caused them must have been truly despicable.
“Everyone gets to choose, and none for an age have chosen that door.”
The child stops their shuffli... | They’ve really pulled out all the stops. They *say* you can pick Heaven or Hell, but they forget to mention you need to be subordinate to the Big Dude. They do let you take your time, see both sides of the coin, but frankly you’d need to be a dumbass to pick heaven.
Who would want to die like that? Denying yourse... | 2018-08-13T08:39:02 | 2018-08-13T08:20:27 | 633 | 33 |
[WP] When people die they can choose whether they go to Heaven or Hell, you are the first in 1000 years to choose Hell. | St Peter drops his pen in surprise. “I’m sorry?”
I look back. “I said, I choose Hell.”
“Son, do you know what they do to you in Hell?” St Peter asked. “They beat you, and torment you, and burn you in anguish until the end of time.”
“How do you know?” I ask.
St Peter sits back in his chair. He looks down at his ... | The woman in the gate couldn't believe her eyes. There was a young woman there. In Hell. By choice. And she looked at peace. How long has she seeing something like this? 1000 years? 10000? It was so unexpected that she forgot the protocol. She just stared.
The girl approached the desk with small steps, looking around ... | 2018-08-13T09:22:44 | 2018-08-13T09:21:04 | 115 | 21 |
[WP]Every intelligent, skilled or rich human has been evacuated from the Earth to avoid the alien invasion. This leaves the dregs, criminals and the poor behind on Earth to fend for themselves. Centuries later, the other return to "liberate" Earth only to find that they have won and prospered. | For a long time, our history was ripe with tales of horrific treatment of our people. Slavery was rampant and we shackled ourselves to the belief that our masters were our betters. We abided by that and we survived for centuries that way.
Then we woke up. We fought with the passion that had been sapped from our ances... | When we returned to earth, we expected to see some disgusting or terrifying things.
A barren wasteland. Creatures- and by that I dont just mean aliens or animals, but actual humans- killing each other over mundane things. The last spark of humanity will be gone, but we can rebuild it- we thought. We will be able to r... | 2018-09-29T03:19:39 | 2018-09-29T02:37:30 | 947 | 33 |
[WP] When you sleep, instead of dreaming, you see a list of tips and tricks that will help you the next day. One night, you only see one tip, “Always aim for the head”. | I yawned and stretched as I pushed myself off the ground. Hate sleeping without a bed, I never get any sort of decent rest. Those damn tips I see in my sleep have never really been helpful, I've always sort of tuned them out and done my own thing. Everything sort of works out in the end... well, except for... a lot of ... | Just another Saturday morning, sleeping in until nine o’clock then “Aim for the head”....
Now what in the world is this about, don’t own a gun, hell I don’t even own a bow or even a single arrow.
Well, next is taking the dog for her walk, about a one mile walk to start the day. Nothing unusual, the standard pee and pic... | 2018-11-20T16:11:12 | 2018-11-20T15:58:54 | 835 | 10 |
[WP] You die and appear before the Devil and seven other individuals. They applaud you and the Devil exclaims, “finally, an eighth deadly sin!” | As the eight strange beings applauded, one of them even cupping a hand over her lipsticked mouth to cheer, Joel tried to grasp what was happening. The nine of them sat in a fire rimmed cavern around a conference table shaped from warm volcanic rock. A chandelier of human bones dangled from the cavern’s ceiling, and it... | "Excuse me?" I look around me, and am able to quickly read the room. I may be confused and lost, but I'm not dumb. Seven sins; Fat bitch has got to be gluttony, the stoner is sloth, the bimbo (wait is that a guy?) has got to be lust, gold chains is greed, jesus christ, that kid's a school shooter, and probably wrath. T... | 2019-01-12T14:53:16 | 2019-01-12T14:25:06 | 9,805 | 197 |
[WP] You die and appear before the Devil and seven other individuals. They applaud you and the Devil exclaims, “finally, an eighth deadly sin!” | I felt groggy. My back was stiff. “Where am I?” I thought. “I must have slept in. I can’t remember falling asleep.” The mattress felt unfamiliar. I eased myself into a sitting position.
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“She’s up!” a voice to my left yelled, startling me to no end. I wrenched my eyelids open to take in my surroundings. W... | "Excuse me?" I look around me, and am able to quickly read the room. I may be confused and lost, but I'm not dumb. Seven sins; Fat bitch has got to be gluttony, the stoner is sloth, the bimbo (wait is that a guy?) has got to be lust, gold chains is greed, jesus christ, that kid's a school shooter, and probably wrath. T... | 2019-01-12T21:06:01 | 2019-01-12T14:25:06 | 631 | 197 |
[WP] A boy and his dog die in an accident, and both show up at the pearly gates of dog-heaven. The boy can't be admitted, and must traverse purgatory to get to human-heaven. Instead of entering paradise, the dog decides to make sure his young owner gets to human-heaven safely first. | Something was wrong.
Something was wrong before, too, in the car. They were doing a car ride but they stopped very fast and there was a lot of noise and hurt and other confusing things and he didn’t know where the boy was and it was wrong, but then the hurt went away and the boy was there so it was ok again.
They we... | "Racer! You can talk?!" Jimmy screamed, hugging a mop of golden hair. The pup was just a bit smaller than he was; they were at similar points in life when a greater calling swept them up.
"Well, Jimmy, I've always been able to talk. You just couldn't understand what I was saying." Racer licked the boys face, then sett... | 2019-02-28T08:53:13 | 2019-02-28T07:02:20 | 261 | 82 |
[WP] A man has time traveling powers but he can only go forward in time, he uses this ability to skip boring parts of his life. One day he gets bored in class and time travels three minutes in to the future, everything has become an apocalyptic wasteland and everyone is dead except him. | I’m going to skip this boring class, Peter thought.
All he had to do was think of the time he wanted to skip in words and poof, he’d be ok the future in the blink of an eye.
Just as he was about to think the thought, he noticed his crush, Sarah turning to him and smiling.
It looked like Sarah was bored as well. His... | I've always had this ability of mine to move through time but only forwards never backwards. It's served me well so far. Boring dinners, family reunions, mass and most importantly school. I could easily avoid that with a simple thought and POP I was in the future, as a child people always complemented me on my ability ... | 2019-03-13T22:21:14 | 2019-03-13T19:01:35 | 28 | 15 |
[WP] A man has time traveling powers but he can only go forward in time, he uses this ability to skip boring parts of his life. One day he gets bored in class and time travels three minutes in to the future, everything has become an apocalyptic wasteland and everyone is dead except him. | I’m going to skip this boring class, Peter thought.
All he had to do was think of the time he wanted to skip in words and poof, he’d be ok the future in the blink of an eye.
Just as he was about to think the thought, he noticed his crush, Sarah turning to him and smiling.
It looked like Sarah was bored as well. His... | The sun was beating down heavily on Sean’s head. All around him, everything was gone. No buildings, streets, or living creatures. There wasn’t even rubble marking the prior locations of buildings. Wiping the sweat from his head, he glanced around and tried to figure out if the source of this catastrophe was visible. Mo... | 2019-03-13T22:21:14 | 2019-03-13T21:29:48 | 28 | 12 |
[WP] A technology is invented that allows us to hear sounds locked into the clay of ancient pots as they were being formed. What is extracted are conversations that will alter the perception of history in the most terrifying of ways. |
*Yo man, check this out! I just bought this pot from pre-historic South America. Neat uh? Let's hear what it says! Turn that shit on!*
*O-kay. I'm turning the device on. Get ready for disappointment.*
*Wow this sounds like gibberish! You sure that thing ain’t broken?*
*Yes, I am pretty sure. I am also sure you ... | We heard sounds you wouldn't even be able to imagine. It was about ancient, forgotten languages, wars we never knew, love that never should have happened. We heard gossip from all around the world, but all of this was never really interesting, and neither important.
Then a day came. It should've been a normal day in o... | 2019-03-18T15:24:37 | 2019-03-18T13:36:43 | 21 | 13 |
[WP] You're a human living with a vampire roommate. It's painfully obvious; he never looks at mirrors, he despises garlic, he never uses silverware, and he always stays in during the day, but his attempts at trying to blend in are far too funny.
EDIT: Thank you, silver gifter! | So Sam and I have known each other for three years and within a month I figured it out he wasn't human in any way possible. Sam was one of those guy's who are very reserved and take time to open up. I on the other hand have a personality of an aggressive big brother so we both hit off instantly.
I was a morning person... | She often caught his awkward eyes and giggled, quitely. He was kind of cute, after all. Polite, unassuming, helpful, just not very present. Still, It was early days. Alex had only moved In some weeks back. Kiera decided to she would speak to him, soon as the chance would arise. 'He is the only house mate who hasn't jud... | 2019-07-20T09:51:07 | 2019-07-20T07:44:50 | 16 | 10 |
[WP] The nightmare has come true; you've woken up back in sixth grade with your memories and knowledge of everything that happened since then intact. You start staring at your classmates around you, aware of how they end up. Your teacher asks you what's wrong as you start weeping. | It takes me a moment to realize where I am. Once it hits me, I look over at my best friend, Colin. He looks at me and smiles. That's when I break. The tears fall down my face, landing on my desk. I haven't seen that smile in years. I study him for signs I may have missed, but there's nothing. Unscarred wrists. A smile.... |
''Carson, are you alright?''
In fact, I was alright but she won’t be. She will get sick a year later and she will die on the hospital bed.
''Yes, I’m alright. Can I go to the bathroom for a minute, please?''
I was looking at myself in the mirror. Then, it struck me. My best friend will die to a dramatic accident 4... | 2019-08-18T06:44:48 | 2019-08-18T06:22:50 | 232 | 123 |
[WP] The nightmare has come true; you've woken up back in sixth grade with your memories and knowledge of everything that happened since then intact. You start staring at your classmates around you, aware of how they end up. Your teacher asks you what's wrong as you start weeping. | I couldn't stop crying. It was too much, too unbelievable. It was as if the last 10 years had never happened. The attack. The First Night. The Hordes. The war, all of the death and destruction, it was as if it had all been erased. Somehow the Elovians' gambit had paid off and I was back in this familiar, yet entirely a... | My ears finally clear and I can finally focus on the fact that I’m in the bathroom of my elementary school. How long have I been standing here at the sink, I see they still haven’t replaced the mirror that got ripped off the wall as part of the 6th graders prank 16 years ago? Jesus, It really wasn’t a good idea to drin... | 2019-08-18T08:35:17 | 2019-08-18T07:59:06 | 177 | 70 |
[WP] You're an unnaturally gifted lawyer, able to win any case you come across no matter how damning the evidence is against your client. Today you deliberately try to lose a case. | The bets started off relatively tame.
Use the word leprechaun during my opening arguments. Wear shoes three sizes too big. Speak at random volumes during cross-examination. Throw out an objection due to opposing counsel being too handsome.
No matter what random bet we made, it never affected the outcome of the case.... | Day 1: (Arriving at the courtroom stark naked hoping to be placed in contempt of court)
"Uh, counselor, please approach the bench." The judge demands. While approaching the judge's stand, the judge is fumbling around under the stand as if she dropped something. "Larry, what exactly are you trying to pull in my cour... | 2019-09-10T11:13:59 | 2019-09-10T10:53:31 | 51 | 20 |
[WP] You have a special power. Whenever your life is in danger; time freezes until you've made yourself safe. One day time stops, and nothing you do seems to make it start again. | You take a deep breath and begin looking around. No oncoming cars, from the looks of it. They’re all stopped at the light. Odd… Usually time freezes in an intersection are a gimmie. You finish crossing the street, expecting the sounds of traffic to spur back to life.
Nothing.
You examine the insides of the nearby ve... | They sometimes say that your life is put on hold when you are diagnosed with cancer.
My wife cried. She sobbed as I held her in my arms and stroked her hair. She was more scared than I was. I get that. I couldn’t help but think about losing my own hair as I repeated that same comforting motion over and over. My hair ... | 2019-09-15T11:03:30 | 2019-09-15T09:59:21 | 139 | 31 |
[WP] After a genie serves 1000 masters and gives 3000 successful wishes, they are visited by the master genie and are given one wish. To this day only one genie has accomplished this task and received this fabled wish. | My name is Ezerah. I am beyond ancient; older even than some of your gods. I was one of the first genies to come into being, created by Opsibah, the master genie.
For millennia, my lamp was shuffled about. My masters ranged from poor nobodies to wealthy tyrants. I was no longer amazed to emerge and discover wildly di... | “CONGRATULATIONS”, boomed the voice. I wonder if I sounded like that to my masters down the years. Probably more shocking I hoped. In most cases, people were not expecting to meet a genie and get 3 wishes when they picked up a lamp. I mean some do, usually the evil ones. Masters with a Master plan were my favorites. Wh... | 2019-10-21T23:56:54 | 2019-10-21T23:44:41 | 38 | 26 |
[WP] After several thousand years, the Greek gods awaken in the in the mid 1940’s. When the gods meet up to discuss what they had learned of the modern world, Ares walks into the room with a hollow and horrified look in his eyes, the day is August 6th, 1945.(Hiroshima) |
“Ares.” Zeus at times wished he was Odin. He wished at times he had a hall to retreat to, a throne from which he could view the world impartially. He wished he hadn’t had to be himself. But Ares was his son, and he could feel his anguish.
“Zeus, father..? Whats happened to Ares? Why hasn’t he returned?”
“I don’t k... | “Ares my son, whatever is the matter with you?” Zeus asked boisterously as he downed another flagon of mead.
Ares crosses the hall and slouched into his chair at the table and leaned forward with his head in his hands. His brothers, sisters, half-brothers, half-sisters, cousins, nephews, nieces, sons, daughters and p... | 2019-12-04T14:40:05 | 2019-12-04T11:21:28 | 30 | 15 |
[WP] You’re considered the stealthiest person in your spy school because no one has ever caught you during stealth class; therefore, you are chosen to carry out a very urgent and dangerous mission alone. However, the reason no one could find you during class is because you skipped every one of them. | Part of being a good agent is knowing the difference between the truth and a lie. It’s about being able to decipher when someone is trying to pull the wool over your eyes and when they’re... not.
Friend or foe? Life or death?
But what about being able to lie? Meh, that's not as important. Yes it is! See? That was a l... | To learn the craft of espionage, assassination, and infiltration, one must attend certain classes at certain compounds, private entertainment facilities, or highly exclusive social clubs. And even then the first class is usually to actually find and deduce where you're getting taught. Many a less than talented spy has ... | 2020-04-17T21:13:51 | 2020-04-17T19:14:40 | 434 | 201 |
[WP] The Terran diplomat screamed with mind-numbing intensity: "DEEPEST APOLOGIES BUT AS YOU CAN TELL, HUMANS DO NOT HAVE THE ABILITY TO MODULATE OUR PSYCHIC VOICES. IT WOULD BE BEST TO REENABLE PSI SHIELDING AND STICK TO MACHINE TRANSLATION." | G’kar looked out over the assembly. In a psi cage he had a single human.
Dear fellows his speech echoed in everyone’s mind in a tactful and precise manner. This specimen have built in PSI shielding to become invulnerable to the PSI powers it sends out.
Luckily we have found a way to remove this blocker. This sp... | "Hello little one."
"There are many things we wish to share with you, but simply not enough time to share them all. We will proceed from the beginning and move swiftly to the end."
"All atoms communicate in symphony, because there is a part of the universe that eats atoms and if they break their fragile dance then ... | 2020-05-28T01:09:06 | 2020-05-27T21:47:50 | 19 | 10 |
[WP] To create a colony on Mars, your consciousness is uploaded to a robot on the planet for a month once a year, because otherwise there would be a lag of hours. After a routine session, you try to go back, only to find that the connection was severed. Your human body is dead.
[deleted] | In the past, when you were trying to settle an area, you needed actual boots on the ground, people willing to spend months or years in a barely habitable area in order to make the area habitable. But since we can't realistically throw humans at Mars until the planet gets habitable settlements, we had to find an alterna... | Aaaaand done! I’ve finally finished my months work for the Mars Prep Organization. My month was test after test, after test, after experiment, after even more experiments, but hey, someone has to help make Mars habitable. The tests and experiments I preform are essential to making Mars habitable. I’m a doctor, so for ... | 2020-06-01T13:19:52 | 2020-06-01T12:50:55 | 298 | 42 |
[WP] In a world filled with magic, your family is scorned for generations for wasting time with science. Your mother was a botanist. Your father, a biologist. Mages touch-heal. You developed steam locomotion when mages teleport. Your family has never trusted magic. One day, the magic stops working. | It was rather strange to have a bright sunny day yet feels so gloomy. Maybe because below the hill where your home stood, the town was in chaos. Many were confused, enraged, hopeless... the prophecy was right after all.
Walking back within the wall of your home, you thought about what your parents had been telling you... | They treated my family like pariahs, up until today. They used to look at us like foolish doomsday preppers, and I suppose in some curious way we were. We built knowledge from basic principles through trial and error, and constructed elaborate machinery to make up for our way of life. We made great husks of steel and s... | 2021-04-07T07:52:09 | 2021-04-07T07:50:39 | 1,122 | 776 |
[WP] Everyone have a "spirit animal" that usually reflects the owner personality. Loyal people have canines. Perceptive folks have felines, and etc. You, have the ability to see others spirits animals. What's is odd, is that the sweetest person you know have a carnivous dinossaour. | Alex had always been an odd child. It could have been the fact he was far too accepting, a bit mature for his age, knew who to trust and who to avoid. The main reason for that was Alex could see a translucent animal behind a person, Alex now knows them as spirit animals.
In fact, Alex’s first words weren't mom or dad ... | Launce considered himself to be an ordinary child. His grandparents had lived in their small, sandstone home for generations. But one day, the family of 7 moved from the dirt roads to a concrete structure, and Launce didn't know what to make of it.
For one, they had to climb up a flight of stairs before reaching their... | 2021-04-25T09:58:21 | 2021-04-25T08:04:42 | 59 | 20 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | I’d been in line for hours. The regime had brutally destroyed the backbone of the resistance last week, and had set up these kangaroo courts to “process” the remaining prisoners.
It was all crap, anyway. They’d stolen the present and the future, and now they were all set to wipe out every remaining threat to their et... | There was a small group of us, huddled in the back. We had long ago stopped carrying why we were being sentenced to death. They seemed to be processing us in batches. The men who rebelled against former Chancellor Armenta were being cleared out before us.
We had been watching in dismay as the deaths were carried out.... | 2021-06-24T10:14:19 | 2021-06-24T09:16:51 | 5,663 | 25 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | "John Smithson," said the executioner, calling out the name of the identity that I had been using when I committed my crimes. "How would you like to die?"
"I wouldn't," I reply immediately, trying to buy myself another few moments to think.
"That is not an acceptable answer," says the executioner. "If you do not prov... | "HOW DO YOU WISH TO DIE?"
I had originally been banking on using old age as a loophole, but watching that other guy wither into an old man has proven it to be very much not viable. So here I am, I need an escape plan. Scratch that, it's impossible, what I need is a loophole.
"HOW DO YOU WISH TO DIE?"
I could try usi... | 2021-06-24T10:00:08 | 2021-06-24T07:19:48 | 1,590 | 236 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | "John Smithson," said the executioner, calling out the name of the identity that I had been using when I committed my crimes. "How would you like to die?"
"I wouldn't," I reply immediately, trying to buy myself another few moments to think.
"That is not an acceptable answer," says the executioner. "If you do not prov... | “How would you like to die?”
What kind of question is that? I wouldn’t like to die at all! But still I must give an answer.
I am sentenced for crimes against magic. I tried to poison the Well of Magic. But truly magic is the root of all evil and corruption. It is just a way to cheat the laws of nature.
People with... | 2021-06-24T10:00:08 | 2021-06-24T07:46:07 | 1,590 | 68 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | I always thought I would die from being stabbed in the back by a dirty, dull knife. Some sort of poetic justice, if you will, at least regarding the stabbing. My knives were always sharp.
When they brought me to court, they told me that it was magic--out of the realms of a simpleton rogue like me. They waved a wand at... | You breathe. Slowly, softly, barely there. It's going to be your turn soon. Soon. Just one more in front of you.
"Garelea Ordenssen," the voice of the Judge calls, echoing through the cavernous waiting room full of intricately carved stone walls. The man in front of you takes a deep breath, displaying confidence.
Wi... | 2021-06-24T09:55:49 | 2021-06-24T08:08:07 | 803 | 22 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | "Unjustly" I said, as loudly and clearly as I could.
The presiding justice was an elderly man - probably in his late 80s, maybe even older. He blinked at me with steel grey eyes that despite his advanced age were as sharp and penetrating as any I had encountered.
"Unjustly." he replied, curtly. "Yes. You heard me co... | Okay. It's okay. It's going to be okay. I know what I'm doing, I tell myself as I await my turn on the docket.
The man in front of me is pulled from his place in live and led roughly up the small staircase to the platform in front of the judge. "In accordance with statute 128.45 of the criminal code, as required, I mu... | 2021-06-24T07:50:17 | 2021-06-24T06:11:19 | 457 | 23 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | I take a step forward. The line to the High Magister grows shorter by the moment as the people befor me are tried and executed on the spot befor the Grand Court of Wizards.
The reading of crimes is honestly the longest part, the crimes are listed for each of us and given a unanimous guilty verdict on the spot.
Cant sa... | You breathe. Slowly, softly, barely there. It's going to be your turn soon. Soon. Just one more in front of you.
"Garelea Ordenssen," the voice of the Judge calls, echoing through the cavernous waiting room full of intricately carved stone walls. The man in front of you takes a deep breath, displaying confidence.
Wi... | 2021-06-24T10:08:14 | 2021-06-24T08:08:07 | 255 | 22 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | The person before me took my idea. She had no idea that dying of old age meant they would accelerate time for her. Now that I saw that, I can't make the same mistake. There has to be a way out of here, a loophole.
You'll find one like you always do, I kept thinking that to myself. I wasn't a stranger to this business,... | I get to choose how I die? I thought to myself. Well that's easy enough, I'll just wish to die of old age on a bountiful island with my 18 smoking hot wives. What a blessing! If I knew about this I'd have turned myself in years ago!
A guard comes to my cell and unlocks my cell door.
"Your time of reckoning has come Al... | 2021-06-24T07:17:41 | 2021-06-24T05:58:59 | 181 | 45 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | “HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO DIE?”
Liam considered. More carefully than he ever had in his life, which is probably why he was standing where he was at the moment, waiting for execution. The withered husk that preceded him was dragged off into a narrow steel corridor. The one he would himself be dragged off to in just a f... | I get to choose how I die? I thought to myself. Well that's easy enough, I'll just wish to die of old age on a bountiful island with my 18 smoking hot wives. What a blessing! If I knew about this I'd have turned myself in years ago!
A guard comes to my cell and unlocks my cell door.
"Your time of reckoning has come Al... | 2021-06-24T06:47:00 | 2021-06-24T05:58:59 | 172 | 45 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | "Will Alice Smith please come to the stand?" I glanced up as the girl in front of me in line stepped forward. She was chained up six ways to Sunday. It was obvious why. A massacre like the one she single-handedly caused would definitely get you locked down tight. "On the charge of 37 counts of murder in the first degre... | I get to choose how I die? I thought to myself. Well that's easy enough, I'll just wish to die of old age on a bountiful island with my 18 smoking hot wives. What a blessing! If I knew about this I'd have turned myself in years ago!
A guard comes to my cell and unlocks my cell door.
"Your time of reckoning has come Al... | 2021-06-24T10:15:26 | 2021-06-24T05:58:59 | 120 | 45 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | "Will Alice Smith please come to the stand?" I glanced up as the girl in front of me in line stepped forward. She was chained up six ways to Sunday. It was obvious why. A massacre like the one she single-handedly caused would definitely get you locked down tight. "On the charge of 37 counts of murder in the first degre... | "I would like to die of old age"
I froze, as those words resonated in my head, the realization that his nape would be the last I see of him quickly sinked in.
"*Why...?*" I murmured. Why would he do that? He's not that gullible as to think the Supreme Court of Wizardry would let him get away with that, he's the maste... | 2021-06-24T10:15:26 | 2021-06-24T09:19:00 | 120 | 12 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | Alel bit his lip as the prisoner crumpled to dust, blowing away from a wind within an airtight room. Well, that was out the window. The judge simply stared with a bored look in his eye, confirming the kill before charting it down and looking to some other infinite list.
“Charles Alel, take to the stand.”
Alel grimac... | Okay. It's okay. It's going to be okay. I know what I'm doing, I tell myself as I await my turn on the docket.
The man in front of me is pulled from his place in live and led roughly up the small staircase to the platform in front of the judge. "In accordance with statute 128.45 of the criminal code, as required, I mu... | 2021-06-24T10:52:50 | 2021-06-24T06:11:19 | 44 | 23 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | "Death by Hubris!" I proclaim with a self satisfied smile.
"Hubris," the officiant responds, dryly. "That is your choice?"
"Exactly," I say, grinning at the old fool's expression. "Like in the tales. A hero is given a challenge, some trial to overcome. It's of course, not inherently impossible, but the hero fails and... | I'm waiting to die, everyone here is. I have seen a lot of people trying to fool the court, the last one requesting to die of old age, but all of them fail. At this point everyone has lost their hopes, there is no way of avoiding dead.
It's my turn and I go in front of that horrible people, happy witnesses of the magi... | 2021-06-24T11:15:28 | 2021-06-24T04:31:51 | 28 | 17 |
[WP] You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches. | "Death by Hubris!" I proclaim with a self satisfied smile.
"Hubris," the officiant responds, dryly. "That is your choice?"
"Exactly," I say, grinning at the old fool's expression. "Like in the tales. A hero is given a challenge, some trial to overcome. It's of course, not inherently impossible, but the hero fails and... | The Gods damned Tribunal! If there was anyone to blame for the state of this sorry world it would be the Tribunal. Sitting up on high, casting judgement on their inferiors. Everyone knows they're the real power behind the crown. Can't have a revolution when the Tribunal can kill you for your crimes instantly.
Peop... | 2021-06-24T11:15:28 | 2021-06-24T08:24:48 | 28 | 11 |
[WP] The emperor laughed and boasted to the human leader. "That was a fun war! Let me know when your soldiers come back alive." "...Are you saying your people do not die? Forever?" "Wait, what?" | # Foreword to the Poet's War, by John Burnett
The Terani send their poets to war. I know because I’ve fought them, and because I’ve read the collections of the men I thought I'd killed.
When I was young, a boy of eighteen, I went to the trenches of Tau Ceti. I brought along a million of my best friends, and shou... | Standing on the podium, Susan made a speech.
They fought for many things, but most of all to protect their loved ones.
A message came through on the radio. from the emperor.
"Susan, you can end this. Just walk away and leave it all behind."
Psychological warfare, typical.
And to war they went, a battle to end all ... | 2022-12-09T06:27:20 | 2021-07-13T08:56:56 | 1,513 | 295 |
[WP]You hunt time travellers. You know them in and out. Yet all your attempts have led to utter failure. That same year, Stephen Hawking tells you about his plan to throw a party for time travellers. It's bizarre but you can't help watching from a distance. That's when you spot someone approaching | Chet looked at his watch. It wouldn't be long now. When he had heard of this party, he knew this was his one big chance. Twice the man in red had escaped from his clutches. No more.
He moved further back into the shadows as he saw a figure approaching.
He wore a mask so it was hard to see his face. But his flowing r... | I’m fashionably late to the party — there are already twenty or so time travellers sitting at tables. Some are dressed in fashions of this century, some of last, and a few of centuries yet to come. Balloons rock on invisible currents, champagne bottles pop, laughter rings like off-key church bells.
I never liked laugh... | 2021-07-20T07:26:02 | 2021-07-20T06:30:25 | 601 | 246 |
[WP] Ten Thousand years is a long time to hold a grudge. When you were imprisoned, you believed you had plenty of time to build your hatred and a plan for revenge. But after a few hundred years, hate gives way to boredom and loneliness. Now, finally you break free to a world you don't recognize. | **Part 1: Imprisonment**
Vish sat cross-legged, contemplating his fate and the events that had led to it, within an endless white void.
There was no escape - he knew that much. He could wander the void in any direction for years and never encounter a single wall or barricade.
Nothing but endless n... | I am unsure of the thing I expected to find. When I was released from my tomb, the place that had been, quite literally, a living hell, I experienced a sensation that I had never felt before. It was a sense of relieve, yet extreme existential dread. The feeling of entering a world so different, yet so familiar, it scar... | 2021-07-21T14:41:03 | 2021-07-21T12:24:13 | 25 | 11 |
[WP] "I have met a woman with more riches than kings. She dresses like a peasant but listens to great composers with a 'Spotify' anywhere and puts on private theater plays on her home every night, 'Netflix,' she calls it. I've seen her pantry full of spices and her wardrobe filled with purple." | I arrived in the future not with a bang but with a sigh. The way stone scarcely warm in my trembling hands. Men and women walk in their undergarments in this strange place, and in the distance I see gleaming towers carved from iron and glass.
And in this mad world, they take me to be a mad man. And I suppose I must be... | "I swear to the gods, I saw it on that black window, right there!" he continued walking towards the black glass window with the metal frame. A single red light was projected into the night. He paused his steps and took a deep breath. "Now, i tell you, this is not a fanthom of my mind.
How can anyone imagine the thing... | 2022-01-28T09:20:21 | 2022-01-28T07:10:17 | 425 | 89 |
[WP] An powerful ancient being has been held captive by an interstellar civilisation. After eons of being held captive, it has accidentally freed by humans, who've not been to the "galactic stage" for long... | As the entity threw itself in futility at the barrier, it suddenly passed through it. Its confusion and surprise turned into a deadly glee at the foreign beings that held it captive for countless years.
It phased through and reached out to the first consciousness it could find, seeking a way to control it.
/ / / /... | What was that thing?
Her name, was Nix.
By many considered a goddess.
By many others, a monster.
​
Tales of her origins were all different among the Universal Worlds, But, the most accepted one, was that she was the youngest of a family of all extremely powerful creatures, possibly existing since the B... | 2022-08-23T12:23:30 | 2022-08-23T12:16:48 | 90 | 43 |
[WP] You were raised by an old soldier. One day other soldiers arrived to take them away. You, not knowing any better stepped out to confront them. Fearfully the soldiers drew their weapons as they screamed at the old soldier. "You took the monster with you, are you insane?!" | "She's not a monster!" Mother snapped.
The military captain was quick to reply, "We really gonna have this back and forth? You know what they can do, the destruction they can wield."
"She isn't some wild animal! She's not about to go on a rampage just because! We have a bond-"
"Their power is too dangerous, whether ... | "Hey dad, what's going on-" I ask as i open the front door. Outside is my adoptive father, in front of him are soldiers; like he once was. the sight stopped my words in their track.
The men look over at me, a sudden wave of fear washed over their faces. "You kept it!? Are you batshit insane?" one of them shouted... | 2022-10-21T18:36:16 | 2022-10-21T17:08:16 | 26 | 12 |
[WP] You've curled into bed after an exhausting, chilly day with your typical assortment of pets. Large dogs, cats. You hear a close by growl and snuffle you aren't familiar with, but decide to just shift over, pat the bed and sleepily say "come on, then". | The entire bed shifts and sags when the creature collapses on the bed. A couple dogs and a cat actually end up rolling off the edge and having to jump back on. I put my arm around the creature and am still surprised by how giant it is.
I stroke its fur which is thicker than anything I have ever pet. As I shift my body... | I turned in bed as I hear a growl close to my bed. I patted the bed sleepily, too tired to realize that the growl was foreign. It wasn't one of my dogs that is already sleeping at my side out cold, or my cat that is sleeping in-between my legs. It sniffed and growled again. "Well come on, then" I said sleepily with my ... | 2022-11-01T05:21:14 | 2022-11-01T04:51:05 | 617 | 114 |
[WP] You can make a lie become truth, but only one lie at a time, once it is a lie again everyone involved will know immediately. You’re on your deathbed, holding one lie as truth for decades. You know hell will break loose once you die and the lie becomes a lie, and everybody will know. | [poem]
I hacked and coughed, my heart felt weak,
My death at last, and secrets leak'd.
Among the glass, below the peak-
Come closer child, if it you seek.
This city here, I've watched it grow,
Through villains you will never know.
My inky cowl, that shrouds my face-
My gadgets, cars, and secret base-
My hidden ori... | Everyone lies. Small, almost innocent lies. Lies that break families and ruin lives. Accidental lies based on faulty information or bias. They can hold us together or tear us apart.
Like everyone else, I've lied many times in my life. Unlike other people, however, I can choose to make any one lie into the truth. It do... | 2022-11-18T07:13:46 | 2022-11-18T07:05:32 | 19 | 13 |
[WP] The world ended 20 years ago, you haven't found a living soul since then. Through some ingenuity, you call voicemails for the last 20 years to keep you company. "Hi, this is Cindy..." "Hi you reached Bob" "You know what to do at the beep" until one day "Hello...hello? Oh my God hello!" | It’s been 20 years. 20 years of loneliness and isolation. I’ve worn down the buttons on this phone to nubs. It’s a Nokia. They’re the best but even they have their limits. Each day I dial. Number after number, I take solace in the strange voices, the greetings and jokes, I’m particularly fond of the music.
I press th... | "It's been so long! God, I'm so nervous... I've been practicing so long what I was going to say when..."
"Identify yourself! Please provide..."
"No, man! You're the first living being I've met in 20 years! Who are you? Could you do it on a cold rainy night in Stoke?"
"Please provide proof of identification or stay p... | 2022-12-21T13:22:52 | 2022-12-21T12:04:08 | 107 | 47 |
[WP] The world ended 20 years ago, you haven't found a living soul since then. Through some ingenuity, you call voicemails for the last 20 years to keep you company. "Hi, this is Cindy..." "Hi you reached Bob" "You know what to do at the beep" until one day "Hello...hello? Oh my God hello!" | It’s been 20 years. 20 years of loneliness and isolation. I’ve worn down the buttons on this phone to nubs. It’s a Nokia. They’re the best but even they have their limits. Each day I dial. Number after number, I take solace in the strange voices, the greetings and jokes, I’m particularly fond of the music.
I press th... | Hi how can I help you? I said jokingly. It was Amelia, her name. She said she has been living with a cat, and by the sound of my voice, she's certain that we can be best friends. She still doesn't laugh at my jokes. We have been sharing since than a condo, with two balconies, where we also sleep, since is hot, and the ... | 2022-12-21T13:22:52 | 2022-12-21T11:48:30 | 107 | 36 |
[WP] You discover that a random object in your house is not only sentient, but incredibly intelligent. Have a conversation with it. | "Nice one, man."
"Who said that??"
"Look down."
"Wait, you can talk?"
"Sure can!"
"Oh man, this is amazing! This is crazy, but I always considered you to be my closest friend. I'm sorry about what I put you through in Middle School. It was a hard time for all of us. Well, what kind of adventure do you want to ... | "Psst."
Looking around wildly only to see there's no one else in the room, I shrugged and went back to my cereal and paper. Wasn't the first time I'd imagined voices nor would -
"Psst, you. With the face."
I gave a start and looked up from my paper. *What the heck?*
I scanned the room for the source of the v... | 2014-06-27T07:22:27 | 2014-06-27T06:08:47 | 52 | 19 |
[WP] Write two different stories. The second story comes from reading every third word of the first. | How did **I** win? I **killed** it on **the** stock market. **One** good, smart **person** with guts, **that** is all **I** was. Never, **ever** would I **really** think I **loved** it, but **I** did. I **am** entirely not **sorry**.
Now it's **time** to celebrate, **for** partying, for **me** to cheer, **to** live la... | "Where is **it**," she muttered.
"**Wasn't** it in-"
"**Until** I find **his** diary, shush, **child**. Yes, it **was**, until you's **born**. An' then, **that** man decided **he** gonna redecorate. **Realized** that he-"
"**There** it is."
"**Was** right there, **nothing** with it?"
"**That** was."
"Meh...**he... | 2014-07-29T09:32:54 | 2014-07-29T08:37:46 | 365 | 82 |
[WP] Write two different stories. The second story comes from reading every third word of the first. | How did **I** win? I **killed** it on **the** stock market. **One** good, smart **person** with guts, **that** is all **I** was. Never, **ever** would I **really** think I **loved** it, but **I** did. I **am** entirely not **sorry**.
Now it's **time** to celebrate, **for** partying, for **me** to cheer, **to** live la... | Dear Elisa,
By God, I can't help but say, please, remember the help George gave me last year. I have a need to return the favour, the key to this is in you. It seems strange with our history, you understand, but please, I must send him thanks, it must be soon. In town they're building the coming festivals decorations,... | 2014-07-29T09:32:54 | 2014-07-29T09:24:03 | 365 | 13 |
[WP] Write two different stories. The second story comes from reading every third word of the first. | Before then, **I** never truly **hated** anyone, but **that** had changed. **I** met her. **Didn't** she also **hate** me? Yes, **her** hate reciprocated. **I** would have **loved** to punch **her** face in. **Because** she lied **all** the time, **her** arrogance, countless **imperfections**, it just **made** me hate... | By the **people**.
Those who **didn't** vote don't **deserve** me. But **to** them I'll **be** God, anyway! **Saved**? The world **I** envision now **will** only ever **end** with peace! **Humanity**, thank you. **This** is the **election** that sincerely **means** life conquers **death** for all.
**Farewell** my pe... | 2014-07-29T11:54:28 | 2014-07-29T11:29:38 | 74 | 40 |
[WP] Write two different stories. The second story comes from reading every third word of the first. | Before then, **I** never truly **hated** anyone, but **that** had changed. **I** met her. **Didn't** she also **hate** me? Yes, **her** hate reciprocated. **I** would have **loved** to punch **her** face in. **Because** she lied **all** the time, **her** arrogance, countless **imperfections**, it just **made** me hate... | Dear Elisa,
By God, I can't help but say, please, remember the help George gave me last year. I have a need to return the favour, the key to this is in you. It seems strange with our history, you understand, but please, I must send him thanks, it must be soon. In town they're building the coming festivals decorations,... | 2014-07-29T11:54:28 | 2014-07-29T09:24:03 | 74 | 13 |
[WP] Write two different stories. The second story comes from reading every third word of the first. | By the **people**.
Those who **didn't** vote don't **deserve** me. But **to** them I'll **be** God, anyway! **Saved**? The world **I** envision now **will** only ever **end** with peace! **Humanity**, thank you. **This** is the **election** that sincerely **means** life conquers **death** for all.
**Farewell** my pe... | Dear Elisa,
By God, I can't help but say, please, remember the help George gave me last year. I have a need to return the favour, the key to this is in you. It seems strange with our history, you understand, but please, I must send him thanks, it must be soon. In town they're building the coming festivals decorations,... | 2014-07-29T11:29:38 | 2014-07-29T09:24:03 | 40 | 13 |
[WP] Write two different stories. The second story comes from reading every third word of the first. | I loved **the** boy. His **way** of getting **to** my soul, **properly**, does not **deceive**, shows me **someone** cares, someone **is** paying attention **to** what I **believe**. I say, "**the** heart tells **lies**." He looks **as** scared, as **if** he understands. "**They**, my dear, **are** based on **the*... | Dear Elisa,
By God, I can't help but say, please, remember the help George gave me last year. I have a need to return the favour, the key to this is in you. It seems strange with our history, you understand, but please, I must send him thanks, it must be soon. In town they're building the coming festivals decorations,... | 2014-07-29T11:43:49 | 2014-07-29T09:24:03 | 19 | 13 |
[WP] The hero beats the villain by stooping even lower. | Professor Panic Cackled at the tied up Captain Chrono, "Now that I've finally defeated you, Nothing will be able to stop my plans!"
Chrono gasped, "Oh no! So you're going through with this?"
"Of Course! With my new army of undying robots, the forces of the world will be entirely at my mercy!" Professor Panic arched b... | "How much sugar do you take in your tea?"
Black laughed at the question "You put sugar in your tea? What kind of a savage are you?"
"The kind that likes his tea sweetened."
"I'll take mine with no sugar. Please."
"Ok, Mr.Health."
"It's not about, health. I just don't like sweet stuff. Especially not my tea, I lik... | 2014-12-04T15:55:49 | 2014-12-04T14:06:11 | 26 | 10 |
[WP] You live in a city full of people with powers (telekinesis, electro kinesis, sensors, etc) and everyone is ranked according to how powerful they but they can kill someone of higher rank and obtain their rank. You are rank #1 but no one knows what your power is
Edit: Thank you all so much for submitting your stori... | He came at me like all the rest. Rage, fear, adrenaline in his eyes. Hopped up on nukonarc pills; you'd have to be to come at the king. He desired my status; coveted it. I could feel the hair on the nape of my neck rise, feel a crackling in the air. An electromancer. This would be interesting.
I raise my hands. "HALT,... | Prologue: *It wasn't the largest city, but it was definitely the most powerful and arguably dangerous in the world. Every single person here held a special ability, ranging from a power to clean everything within a 2m radius, to extreme powers such as flying or super strength. All these powers helped construct the most... | 2014-12-18T14:00:17 | 2014-12-18T11:55:01 | 451 | 39 |
[WP] You live in a city full of people with powers (telekinesis, electro kinesis, sensors, etc) and everyone is ranked according to how powerful they but they can kill someone of higher rank and obtain their rank. You are rank #1 but no one knows what your power is
Edit: Thank you all so much for submitting your stori... | \#21904. That used to be my name, three days ago, and now I'm, well, #1.
No one in the city knows how it happened. The Top 30, the ruling cabal, have absolutely no idea. I still haven't figured it out, either.
All I remember is walking into a meeting where #1 was giving a speech- for the first time, since I'd finall... | It is nice to be king. Maybe it would be better if everyone wasn't trying to kill me, but things could be much worse. I have a nice apartment, a beautiful girlfriend, some good money, and really what more does a man need to be happy? I suppose love, but we are in love, and honestly, no one else thinks she is beautiful,... | 2014-12-18T14:20:18 | 2014-12-18T13:27:32 | 171 | 19 |
[WP] You live in a city full of people with powers (telekinesis, electro kinesis, sensors, etc) and everyone is ranked according to how powerful they but they can kill someone of higher rank and obtain their rank. You are rank #1 but no one knows what your power is
Edit: Thank you all so much for submitting your stori... | \#21904. That used to be my name, three days ago, and now I'm, well, #1.
No one in the city knows how it happened. The Top 30, the ruling cabal, have absolutely no idea. I still haven't figured it out, either.
All I remember is walking into a meeting where #1 was giving a speech- for the first time, since I'd finall... | Hi, I'm going to tell my little story here rather quickly as I am rushed for time. Being #1 makes a lot of folks very interested in killing me, so I have to constantly remain on edge.
If there were no ranking systems, most people would assume that I have absolutely no powers. My power is a much more subtle one. But en... | 2014-12-18T14:20:18 | 2014-12-18T13:12:49 | 171 | 18 |
[WP] You live in a city full of people with powers (telekinesis, electro kinesis, sensors, etc) and everyone is ranked according to how powerful they but they can kill someone of higher rank and obtain their rank. You are rank #1 but no one knows what your power is
Edit: Thank you all so much for submitting your stori... | I pull my number from the machine that ranks us all. Shocked, I can't believe it, no one has ever had this number in all the books, movies, songs or anything. Putting away the ticket I ask people around if they had ever heard of someone having that number, careful not to reveal I had.
"Well, yeah someone has to be nu... | Prologue: *It wasn't the largest city, but it was definitely the most powerful and arguably dangerous in the world. Every single person here held a special ability, ranging from a power to clean everything within a 2m radius, to extreme powers such as flying or super strength. All these powers helped construct the most... | 2014-12-18T15:10:54 | 2014-12-18T11:55:01 | 164 | 39 |
[WP] You live in a city full of people with powers (telekinesis, electro kinesis, sensors, etc) and everyone is ranked according to how powerful they but they can kill someone of higher rank and obtain their rank. You are rank #1 but no one knows what your power is
Edit: Thank you all so much for submitting your stori... | "It's been 20 years, Un," my old crime-fighting partner, Gold Grizzly, said.
"20 good years," I interjected.
"They have been good years," he agreed, "but I was saying, it's been a long time, and I still don't know your power."
"These good looks, obviously," I said with a giggle.
"Seriously," he said, "you know that... | It wasn't so much a power as it was a curse. Tell me how you would feel to die a million deaths. To wake up the day before the dominoes fell, the machination of reality that would end your life took place, and then some small nuance in the fabric of reality is altered to spare your life for a few more days, years, an e... | 2014-12-18T18:39:49 | 2014-12-18T12:57:51 | 63 | 10 |
[WP] A peaceful alien race is besieged by another race in the same galaxy. As their last planets fall and their home-world comes under threat they do the unthinkable. They ask for aid from the only known creatures more brutal than their foes in exchange for FTL technology. Humans accept the deal. | Do you know what humans are? They are a small, bipedal creature trapped on a resource starved planet. Evolutionists would call this a typical case of a species made ruthless through internal competition. Not once in their entire existence had there been peace. Their 'civilization' began by throwing stones at 'Philistin... | Recording starts: I am the Voice of the Void, Grace embodied, S/He who is most exalted, Pontif Imhedi Gomae.
The Void had always provided and today was no exception. Those less faithful and with less worthy prayers upon their stomata had, in a flash rekindled their zeal. A golden tablet, fashioned by those who a... | 2014-12-26T12:10:42 | 2014-12-26T11:56:13 | 130 | 13 |
[WP] A peaceful alien race is besieged by another race in the same galaxy. As their last planets fall and their home-world comes under threat they do the unthinkable. They ask for aid from the only known creatures more brutal than their foes in exchange for FTL technology. Humans accept the deal. | Guilt, shame, and horror would only begin to describe the things humanity felt when we were hit with the news. The Aliens didn't mince their words.
In short, we were considered the scum of the universe. Deliberately left out to rot, to self destruct, because we had shown a capacity for violence, cruelty, and atrocity... | Champagne pricked Ace Mcgillicutty's throat as he drained his glass and took a draw from his Cuban cigar. He eased back on the light-speed throttle and let out a Rebel Yell.
"You know sometimes, Franky, it's boss to be the Air Force's top test pilot. This fucker screams."
"Sure as shit does, Ace. So the Vangalorian... | 2014-12-26T13:25:59 | 2014-12-26T10:41:23 | 30 | 14 |
[WP] A peaceful alien race is besieged by another race in the same galaxy. As their last planets fall and their home-world comes under threat they do the unthinkable. They ask for aid from the only known creatures more brutal than their foes in exchange for FTL technology. Humans accept the deal. | Guilt, shame, and horror would only begin to describe the things humanity felt when we were hit with the news. The Aliens didn't mince their words.
In short, we were considered the scum of the universe. Deliberately left out to rot, to self destruct, because we had shown a capacity for violence, cruelty, and atrocity... | Thus, Von Kampf completed his presentation."And so we will simply go around their defenses. Simplicity itself."
The K'holan delegate sat in stunned silence. "What you propose, it is audacious. Inconceivable. Totally unexpected. I cannot believe it could work."
"I assure you that it can, because it already has. Your opp... | 2014-12-26T13:25:59 | 2014-12-26T12:41:26 | 30 | 11 |
[WP] Humanity survives the robot uprising only because one of the developers hid a stupid easter egg in their programming. | "Don't worry rookie, you'll catch on fast."
"It works just like the safety drills we practiced in school, right Sarge?"
"Heh, see? What's there to worry about?"
I looked over at the crowd of people. Mall customers who had obediently taken a seat cross-legged on the floor. The Sargent.
"We of the Robonoid Control an... | He stood right in front of the giant negotiation screen, that had become their only hope over the last two weeks. He hadn't slept for days now, and so hadn't most of the people in the room. He inhaled, and then exhaled, slowly.
"Open the connection."
*Again*, he would've wanted to add.
The screen flashed with the av... | 2015-01-03T18:12:21 | 2015-01-03T14:13:41 | 42 | 26 |
[WP] You're midway into your flight when you, feeling bored, decided to surf the Internet. You read breaking news about another plane disappearance. You're on that flight. | This was the first flight I've been on where I was bored enough to pay for Wifi. I had a window seat, but we were heading through thick fog. I had loaded my phone with games, but the battery died. The inflight movie was Daddy Day Care 3, for god's sake. I thought they only made that to use as punishment in CIA interrog... | "Just want I want to see on a long flight, thanks Internet," I muttered to myself as I opened up the daily news. Among the many sponsored content articles and "Share on reddit!" icons, I sometimes would find it difficult to find real news. This was interesting. I'll admit, I wasn't going to read it, especially since th... | 2015-04-07T17:20:08 | 2015-04-07T17:18:52 | 1,143 | 38 |
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