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[WP] "Hide." | [deleted] | 59 | 0 | 43 | 12,600 |
[WP] "Hide." | Hide was all she said. Angelo did as she said. His mother expected it of him. *Hide.* He crawled under the bed, lifting the loose floorboards gently aside. The guy was already in the house. Angelo had stopped to see who it was. He was a big man in a suit. He smoked a thick cigar and his hands sparkled with gold. *Hide.... | 17 | 0 | 43 | 12,601 |
[WP] "Hide." | "Hide."
He moved quickly. His finger slid into the crease between two of the floor boards and he lifted up the hidden door. It opened easily. He jumped down on to the hard floor below and eased the door down quietly. Instantly, everything became dark. He took precisely two steps backwards and sat down, leaning into the... | 3 | 0 | 43 | 12,602 |
[WP] "Hide." | "Tori, hide!"
I would've fought back harder, but she kicked me into a bush and knocked the wind out of me. By the time I recovered, she was gone.
"We're in too deep, Tori," she had said. "We can't fight our way out of this one."
"We can wait until morning, Boss! They won't find us, it's only a couple more hours!"
B... | 5 | 0 | 43 | 12,603 |
[WP] "Hide." | "Hide, dont say a word."
I did as I was told; his wrath was not worth the risk.
"Honey, *please*, put it d-"
I heard the gunshots. I heard her heart stop.
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[WP] "Hide." | Devon had no place left to run. His hope of finding a window to escape from was crushed when he saw only concrete walls. He had but a brief moment to notice a table, a toolbox, and a clothesline draped with what looked like skin before he heard the thunderous steps coming down the stairs. He cowered in a corner, his he... | 2 | 0 | 43 | 12,605 |
[WP] "Hide." | Jeff-gold-bloom " uhm...Hide. | -2 | 0 | 43 | 12,606 |
[WP] "Hide." | Its leaves spiraled from the ceiling, brushing delicately against the rows of glass tanks. Fluorescent light splayed in fragments across the floor. The air was cold, silent and much too clear.
"Hide," he murmured, his dark jacket blending into one of the few shadows. His voice was barely a breath; any louder and it w... | 2 | 0 | 43 | 12,607 |
[WP] "Hide." | “Damnit, WE899.exe, HIDE!”
“I'm nearly done infecting their Office Macros, give me a micro!”
“The Virus Scanner is actively running!”
“Give me a friggin' micro, boy!”
“It's scanning the latest updated files... I'm throwing up as many trivial edits and touches as I can. Aren't you done yet?”
“Almost.... OK! I'm... | 5 | 0 | 43 | 12,608 |
[WP] "Hide." | A distant wail entered the room as if on tip-toes, reluctant to wake the sleeping child in the dark, suburban bedroom. But his eyes opened; slowly at first, then fully as the sound made its way into his thoughts.
**A siren.**
The bedroom door burst open and banged against the wall beside it. The child didn't see the... | 2 | 0 | 43 | 12,609 |
[WP] "Hide." | *Hide,* you thought.
But then your mind had considered a lot of stupid things that night – sneaking into this place had been one of them.
You heard the wind in the trees, battering against the windows. It was as ragged as your breath.
As wretched as your horror.
*Why. Am. I. Here.*
A morose mallet of regret. ... | 1 | 0 | 43 | 12,610 |
[WP] "Hide." | "Hide." She had said, so long ago. We all should have listened.
My brother did not listen. He ran, and was found, and chased down, and killed.
"Hide." She had said, over our father's body. We all should have listened.
My sister did not listen. She raised a great army, but when our crime was exposed, they turned agai... | 2 | 0 | 43 | 12,611 |
[WP] "Hide." | "Hide."
And with that, my little daughter ran off into the living room with a smile on her face while I closed my eyes and counted to ten. | 1 | 0 | 43 | 12,612 |
[WP] "Hide." | "Why?" he asked.
He heard a groan. The groan became a forceful plea. "Just hide." The voice softened into an inaudible murmur.
He wasn't sure where to go. He wasn't sure why he was told to hide. Hell, he didn't even know why this sound was telling him to hide.
Silence. Then footsteps. He was tapped on the back.
"H... | 1 | 0 | 43 | 12,613 |
[WP] "Hide." | "Hide" is all I heard from the whispers through the old buildings. Quiet and well thought out steps seemed to be moving away from me.
I looked around, yet couldn't see anyone. I was cold, I couldn't feel my fingertips. I just wanted to find someone who could help me stay warm.
Maybe running away in the middle of wi... | 1 | 0 | 43 | 12,614 |
[WP] "Hide." | I’m sitting in the corner of the room, looking at the door. Shaun has just left. He isn’t coming back. He stormed out of the apartment with an air of finality, saying nothing, and not even turning to acknowledge me as I begged. He took his overnight bag, grabbing a few necessities, a few clothes, his phone. His o... | 2 | 0 | 43 | 12,615 |
[WP] "Hide." | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 43 | 12,616 |
[WP] "Hide." | "Hide."
It is the first word he has said all night.
He dives away and rolls as he hits the dirt, landing in cover behind some rocks. I dive after him, landing heavily on top of him.
I can hear people talking now, and I peek around the corner to see three members of the opposing team patrolling; two boys, one gir... | 1 | 0 | 43 | 12,617 |
[PM] I love free-writing! | A man is trying to teach his girlfriend the joy of fishing. Accidents happen. | 1 | 0 | 4 | 12,618 |
[PM] I love free-writing! | Two straight men wake up after a long night of partying to realize that they are now married. | 1 | 0 | 4 | 12,619 |
[PM] I love free-writing! | You have been abducted by a neighboring country, you're being trained as a sleeper agent | 0 | 0 | 4 | 12,620 |
[WP] Two arguing people convinced the other is wrong, but are actually trying to debate the same opinion using radically different wording. | [deleted] | 0 | 0 | 62 | 12,621 |
[WP] Two arguing people convinced the other is wrong, but are actually trying to debate the same opinion using radically different wording. | He: "I completely disagree. The cat in the box is dead."
She: "No, the cat in the box is not dead."
Schrodinger says they are both right. | 15 | 0 | 62 | 12,622 |
[WP] Two arguing people convinced the other is wrong, but are actually trying to debate the same opinion using radically different wording. | *Enter springtime park billboard*
(2 elderly britishmen walk on stage)
Oakey: Oi there lil laddy, check out what I got right here in my dandy hand.
Tavyn: COOCOOKACHOO MATE. You got ye a snake bugger in yer hand! I ain't gonna let that fellar roof me hand.
Oakey: taha. Taha. Twas just a jest matey, a twirl of the w... | 2 | 0 | 62 | 12,623 |
[WP] Two arguing people convinced the other is wrong, but are actually trying to debate the same opinion using radically different wording. | It was in the chilly Autumn of 1896 that all London was plagued, and the Ornithological
world fascinated, by the appearance of grey swallows in a most multitudinous number and variety. The Times, observant in its duty to the public, was quick to inform Londoners of the locations where the flocks were roosting and pro... | 6 | 0 | 62 | 12,624 |
[WP] Everybody in a generation is born at the same time. | Walking down the empty aisle, Craig had a determined yet increasingly irritated look. This was the third store they'd visited today and there was still no luck.
"Everyone's literally had their entire lives to buy diapers. Why did they all wait to get them at the last second?"
Kate looked at her husband. "You reali... | 3 | 0 | 4 | 12,625 |
[WP] Everybody in a generation is born at the same time. | Selena stood at the window waiting. There no signs of anything outside, and she’d begun to wonder whether the town had become deserted overnight. She checked her watch again. 11:03. The postman was running late. She knew that he would be, today of all days, but that made it all the more unbearable. She felt as though s... | 3 | 0 | 4 | 12,626 |
[WP] Write a conspiracy about Bears, Heinz Ketchup, and the Avon lady | They say that scent is the sense with the most powerful connection to memory. They say that, because it's true.
To this day, more than thirty years later, I can't stand the smell of perfume, nor the smell of ketchup. Let me tell you about the Avon lady.
When I was a child, my mother would host what she called "Beaut... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 12,627 |
[WP] Write a conspiracy about Bears, Heinz Ketchup, and the Avon lady | With all apologies to The Dead Milkmen.
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You know what, Stuart? I like you. You're not like the other people here in the trailer park.
You know that Rodney Linderman kid who delivers pizzas on the weekends? He's a fine kid. Some of the neighbors say he smokes meth, but I don't believe it.
Anyway, for h... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 12,628 |
[WP] Write a conspiracy about Bears, Heinz Ketchup, and the Avon lady | Bears. Beets. Battleships destroying the god damn planet as we know it.
The name's Shawn, and I'm a motherfucking grizzly bear. Luckily for you, you caught me on a good day, otherwise I might be chewing your feet off right now. I might do that anyway, but let's skip the salutations. I'd like to tell you a story. A sto... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 12,629 |
[WP] | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 3 | 12,630 |
[WP] One of the largest events in human history turns out to be a complete accident. How did things really go down? | **Apologies for any historical or biblical inaccuracies.**
"Pilate has ordered Jesus of Nazareth to be crucified!" An elder proclaimed to the masses.
*What?* A roman soldier thought. He looked towards Governor Pilate, a single eyebrow raised. The once-stoic governor of Judea was now in a panic. Pilate stood behind th... | 3 | 0 | 7 | 12,631 |
[WP] One of the largest events in human history turns out to be a complete accident. How did things really go down? | I found my grandfather's letter to my grandmother. Dated June 10th, 1944.
"My dearest Janet,
I am so confused. Five days ago, we were all loaded onto these crazy little ships, and given a message allegedly from Eisenhower himself saying that our task would not be an easy one. We were fully prepared for a terrible fig... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 12,632 |
[WP] One of the largest events in human history turns out to be a complete accident. How did things really go down? | In the beginning, God created the universe. Quarks and atoms shot off in every direction. Matter clumped together as he had designed and formed balls of heat and light, illuminating spheres of rock and gas as they orbited around each other through the cosmos. And it was good.
God took a picture, printed it and had it ... | 6 | 0 | 7 | 12,633 |
[WP] Reincarnation is real, and you only realise as you slowly float towards your next life.. | "I'll just drive home," I answered.
"Alright, fine. Be careful, you've had a bit to drink."
"Worst thing I gotta worry about is the bloody po' po'." I left Tam's porch around eleven at night. It was a sticky, hot night, like those ones where your balls glue themselves to your inside leg. The engine shook into life, g... | 3 | 0 | 12 | 12,634 |
[WP] Reincarnation is real, and you only realise as you slowly float towards your next life.. | Déja vu. Of all the times to feel déja vu, you'd feel it while you're lying here dying, wouldn't you? Your liver's never been severely lacerated before, your pulmonary arteries have never sprung a leak, and your left lung's never been punctured. You did get side-swiped by a car while you were on your bike when you were... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 12,635 |
[WP] Reincarnation is real, and you only realise as you slowly float towards your next life.. | It was the middle of the night, I woke up sweating all over, my chest felt heavy, my head was pounding. I tried to look around, '00:40' was the time displayed on my alarmclock. I tried to relax, hoping that the pain would slowly ease away, but this wasn' normal. I had always had panic attacks in during the night. Bulle... | 1 | 0 | 12 | 12,636 |
[WP] Reincarnation is real, and you only realise as you slowly float towards your next life.. | His eyes were squinted and crying. He didn't think there were any other options. He squeezed the trigger. Suddenly he saw his own face. He watched blood splatter the wall and he watched his body fall to the floor. He sat there unsure of anything, wondering if he was in the afterlife. He was unable to move.
He... | 1 | 0 | 12 | 12,637 |
[OT] why is my earlier post not showing up on the new section.. | Could be in the spam filter. Check with the mods!
I suggest reading the sidebar prior to posting something like this. Most of these types of questions are answered on any subreddit's sidebar. | 2 | 0 | 0 | 12,638 |
[WP] Elvis, John Lennon, and Tupac are enjoying a pleasant day on the beach on the private island they retired to after faking their deaths, when a stranger washes ashore from a shipwreck. | "B-b-b...But why!?!"
The three men stared at their newly arrived guest as if he'd grown a second head. Kurt stared back, just as confused. In front of him were legends, *living* legends, he supposed. That old joke turned out to be true, and all of the famous people who up and died really were just relaxing on a beach ... | 24 | 0 | 28 | 12,639 |
[WP] Elvis, John Lennon, and Tupac are enjoying a pleasant day on the beach on the private island they retired to after faking their deaths, when a stranger washes ashore from a shipwreck. | The Gang found Hitler washed up on shore. | 1 | 0 | 28 | 12,640 |
[WP] Pick a genre (Horror, Action, Romance or Thriller). Make your story as corny as you can. | Even though he was a stalker, I'd fallen in love with him. That husky voice, his amaizing abs, the way he had his hair so carefully cropped -- every kernel of my being yearned for him.
He had followed me home one night, taking the late train on the subway after I'd gotten off of work, and professed his love to me. "Aw... | 3 | 0 | 5 | 12,641 |
[WP] Pick a genre (Horror, Action, Romance or Thriller). Make your story as corny as you can. | Paul Hammer hung from the wing of the speeding MiG-29. It was designed by the Soviets and represented the most advanced fighter plane at North Korea's disposal. It was no match for The Hammer.
He pulled Justine, his trusty Desert Eagle, from her holster, said "Sayonara" to the beating wind and blew the poor confused K... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 12,642 |
[WP] Turns out the nuke dropped on Hiroshima was dropped by accident and the nuclear annihilation of the city was a complete misunderstanding. How did things go down on the plane during and after the atomic bombing of sovereign Japan? | The engines were stable, the wings steady, and the pilot relaxed. All was going well on this flight to Russia. The flight crew was sitting in their respective seats, getting some well-deserved rest before landing in Moscow. Their bomber was sure to attract military attention as it flew over the Japanese-controlled re... | 4 | 0 | 6 | 12,643 |
[WP}] Describe God's hug | Hey God. It's me, Pat.
And with that, the heavens began trembling. The ground began trembling. Just fucking everything began trembling. I had a glass of water on my desk that just flipped shit and landed on the floor. My dog tripped and flew out the window. Our entire god damn house lifted into the sky and started ro... | 5 | 0 | 11 | 12,644 |
[WP}] Describe God's hug | Somewhere in east Texas between Houston and New Orleans I was half dizzy from all the anger that boiled up. I was clinch fisted and holding my breath hard. I pulled myself out of the driver window and run around the car calling at Charlotte hoping she'd say something back. The road was empty and the sun was high as it ... | 1 | 0 | 11 | 12,645 |
[WP] Aliens observing an "unusual" social construct | The table was set.
Blorgson knew his parents were going to be so proud after hearing about all of the things he saw on the exploratory field trip -- and what better way to tell them than to show them?
"What do you mean, 'sit down'? What is a 'sit'?" said his father
"Daaad" Blorgson said exasperated, "just put what i... | 3 | 0 | 4 | 12,646 |
[PM] I dare you! | [deleted] | 3 | 0 | 10 | 12,647 |
[PM] I dare you! | [deleted] | 3 | 0 | 10 | 12,648 |
[PM] I dare you! | A guy fixing his bike stumbles upon an unexpected and unsettling truth... | 1 | 0 | 10 | 12,649 |
[PM] I dare you! | Okay, not sure if you're still doin this since the first two responses were both jokes, but I've got a real one.
A man is about to leave for work, when he is visited by a timetravelling version of himself from the future.
or
You wake up one day with a door on the wall that wasn't there before... | 3 | 0 | 10 | 12,650 |
[PM] I dare you! | It turns out that the 1% against whom Anonymous is protesting can actually breathe fire. How do protests work out? | 2 | 0 | 10 | 12,651 |
[PM] I dare you! | A person who believes (and uses) the jokes about the French being surrender monkeys, has an ordinary encounter with someone who served in the French Foreign Legion. Despite being utterly mundane, the encounter teaches said person a thing or two. | 1 | 0 | 10 | 12,652 |
[PM] I dare you! | A person is suddenly ignored by other human. It's as if he never existed, except he is here. | 2 | 0 | 10 | 12,653 |
[PM] I dare you! | What if, when you take photos, it actually sucks part of the soul of whoever is in it? | 1 | 0 | 10 | 12,654 |
[PM] I dare you! | hey,
friendly reminder. if you post a PM thread you must respond to at least three prompts within six hours. as this has passed the eight hour mark, i am removing the post. | 1 | 0 | 10 | 12,655 |
[WP] The sun goes out. Tell the story of a person who now lives a world of darkness. | I woke up peacefully for the first time in days. A bird had took roost in a tree near my apartment window and sung me the song of its people every morning. However, not today. I pulled myself out of bed and into the shower, brushed my teeth, got dressed, and went to the dining area. Same routine, everyday. It was darke... | 3 | 0 | 14 | 12,656 |
[WP] The sun goes out. Tell the story of a person who now lives a world of darkness. | If all sins were produced in the dark, quiet times, what would one say of now?
I work, I rush, and I hesitate all in the cover of blackness. My drudgery left to itself. I continue to type melodic tunes away at my keyboard. The hope was said to have left, yet I feel slightly as fruitful than my last years. The ten to f... | 3 | 0 | 14 | 12,657 |
[WP] The sun goes out. Tell the story of a person who now lives a world of darkness. | 'Woah, what are those?'
I raised my torch to the paintings. Etched in paleolithic rock millenia ago, they were the only artwork we had of our ancestors. Crude, childish by our standards and maybe by theirs too. And now it was the representative artform of their time. I wondered for a second if future generations would... | 2 | 0 | 14 | 12,658 |
[WP] The sun goes out. Tell the story of a person who now lives a world of darkness. | I remember it well, the sun. The warmth gently kissing your cheek as your face is profiled by the by its incandescence.
That was years ago.
I have forgotten light. Not that fluorescent bullshit that people call light, but true light.
I have forgotten warmth. Not the emptiness of a cold embrace, but actual warmth.
... | 1 | 0 | 14 | 12,659 |
[WP] The sun goes out. Tell the story of a person who now lives a world of darkness. | The year is 2597, 18 years after what was termed in the media as the "Great Darkening". Humanity did not die when the sun went out. Production moved underground, into subways and access tunnels. Food started to be grown hydroponically, with power and electricity from nuclear fusion. We adapted and survived.
Now, my t... | 2 | 0 | 14 | 12,660 |
[WP] The sun goes out. Tell the story of a person who now lives a world of darkness. | Everyone had a theory about why the sun stopped shining. All of them, from junior research assistants to nobel prize winners flooded the internet with wild speculations and advanced hasty conjectures on what to do about it. NASA took the problem head on, scrapping a resupply launch in favor of perturbing our star with ... | 2 | 0 | 14 | 12,661 |
[WP]You're stranded on an island. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 10 | 12,662 |
[WP]You're stranded on an island. | Blood stains. On the sheets. Buried. But still, if I check deeper and deeper into the laundry bins.... Growing, ever present blood stains. From orifices suggesting... no.... it can't be....
Where is the sun in the sky? I remember it was July not to long ago... oh, no, no no no no... too near the equator... ... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 12,663 |
[WP]You're stranded on an island. | Boat. The waves are heavy walls that rock the boat. Sea. Sky. Sea. Sky. All of the world is swaying. Sea. Sky. There is water at my feet. Sea. Sky. Sea.
Cold oppressing sea.
Upside down? Can't breath. Cold sea. Old friend. Can't breath. Mary-Anne, I'm sorry.
* * *
All at once I become aware - of my face in the san... | 5 | 0 | 10 | 12,664 |
[WP]You're stranded on an island. | I remember the plane. The aerial tour was the grand prize at that luau, but first sight of the plane put an end to any grandeur. It may as well have been held together with duct tape. The rusty red wings drooped against the for-show braces. The pilot’s breath smelled of a few too many whiskey sours and his jokes about ... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 12,665 |
[WP]You're stranded on an island. | I sat on the island and cried. "It's not fair." I shouted.
"Suck it up." My brother called. "I didn't make the rules."
"Yes you did. It's not fair." I shouted, kicking my heels.
"It's totally fair. You can't get all the way over here, so I get to watch what I want." He told me smugly.
"The floor isn't really lava,"... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 12,666 |
[WP]You're stranded on an island. | I took a once around the island. Then again. No docks. No piers. No empty beer bottles in the sand or quirky driftwood signs pointing to a bar. The island appeared to be empty. The waters stretched out blue and beautiful from the pristine white sand beaches. Palm trees reached out over the bluffs and spanish moss dangl... | 3 | 0 | 10 | 12,667 |
[WP] Hundreds of years after a plague renders the world into black and white, one child regains the ability to see color. | This takes place several generations after the plague with the monochromatic vision being hereditary.
"Momma?"
"Yes Dear?"
"What it that?"
"What is what Honey?'
"That."
"That is an Apple, Dear."
"What's wrong with it?"
"Nothing I can see with it. What do you think is wrong with it?"
"It looks funny."
"How so?... | 4 | 0 | 6 | 12,668 |
[WP] Write a story that starts like a Christmas tale but slowly becomes a Cosmic Horror story. | Santa roared over the sleeping world, spreading joy and cheer.
"Ho ho ho little girl. Here are your Christmas treats, now scoot back to bed'
"Why Miss Gillicutty, everything will be fine his year. Here have some eggnog"
"Timmy, here's a baseball bat for you. Go get them slugger"
"Why Mr Jones, sorry about your j... | 1 | 0 | 19 | 12,669 |
[WP] Write a story that starts like a Christmas tale but slowly becomes a Cosmic Horror story. | The North Pole laid quiet as winter's grasp unwound,
Santa, the elves, and the reindeer slept sound,
The Earth still stood rotund, spherical and round,
But not *all* was as it seemed - there was **mystery** to be found!
For here came a demon, looking to posses,
A cute little reindeer who felt outcast and oppressed... | 8 | 0 | 19 | 12,670 |
[WP] Write a story that starts like a Christmas tale but slowly becomes a Cosmic Horror story. | Jimmy was still awake, and sat upright when he heard a knocking at his door.
*Could it be Father Christmas?* he thought. *Maybe he wants to thank me for the cookies and milk Mum left for him?*
“It’s Julie,” came his sister’s voice, and he fell back to bed with a sigh.
“What do you want?” he said, returning to his th... | 6 | 0 | 19 | 12,671 |
[WP] Write a story that starts like a Christmas tale but slowly becomes a Cosmic Horror story. | They all loved Christmas, the people of Groot,
The tinsel and presents, twas such a hoot!
They put up the trees and they put up the lights.
Christmas was coming, in just seven nights!
The shops were busy, they were all buying gifts.
Some lazy parents left their kids by the lifts.
People sung songs, and other... | 2 | 0 | 19 | 12,672 |
[WP] Write a story that starts like a Christmas tale but slowly becomes a Cosmic Horror story. | T'was the Night before Christmas, and all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
Young Jimmy was sleeping, so quiet in bed,
With dreams of the morning and presents in head.
What Santa would bring him, such mystery joy,
The perfect day coming for this little boy.
When somewhere out somew... | 3 | 0 | 19 | 12,673 |
[WP] Write a story that starts like a Christmas tale but slowly becomes a Cosmic Horror story. | I was the night before Christmas. Herman’s Mother, yellow ribbons in her hair, tucked her little boy into his warm bed, kissed him on his fat red cheek and told him “Remember, good little boys who want presents go to sleep or they’re disappointed in the morning”
“But Mum, I’m so excited, how am I to sleep?” said the c... | 1 | 0 | 19 | 12,674 |
[WP] On a business trip, an executive is buried alive under the rubble of one of his company's poorly maintained third-world manufacturing facilities. Write his thoughts while he awaits rescue. | “*Go to Bangladesh they said. It’ll be good PR they said. It’ll be a nice holiday they said. It’ll be relaxing they said.* It’ll fucking kill you! Is what they should have said.” I thought. There was no use crying out for help now, I had tried that for the past twenty minutes, but the rescuers weren’t close enough. Min... | 6 | 0 | 14 | 12,675 |
[WP] On a business trip, an executive is buried alive under the rubble of one of his company's poorly maintained third-world manufacturing facilities. Write his thoughts while he awaits rescue. | Sorry this isn't EXACTLY to prompt and I'm new here, but it is prompt inspired.
“What have we done.” It wasn’t a question he asked the image in the mirror. The normal wrinkling of his forehead was gone, stretched by the frown on his long and drawn face.
He moved, still shaking to the mini-fridge, normally he wouldn’t... | 2 | 0 | 14 | 12,676 |
[WP] You have a conversation with a supernatural being (you choose which to write about!) What is said? | I found him on a chatroom, on a seedy IRC network.
He told me things about myself that only I knew. That I only suspected about myself. I had always lusted for him a little. wanted to know it would feel like for him to kiss me, always been too afraid to go and meet him. They say once you meet him you can never go back... | 2 | 0 | 2 | 12,677 |
[WP] a recently deceased person argues the concept of heaven to an angel | *Chapter One*
...Ted awakens to nothingness. It is neither black nor white. It is impossible to describe in any words yet invented. It is like a broken record that will go on for all eternity. A rolodex of moments that is caught in a loop. The angel appears out of thin air, "welcome to heaven."
"Th..This is heaven? T... | 15 | 0 | 13 | 12,678 |
[WP] a recently deceased person argues the concept of heaven to an angel | The last thing I saw before I died was my daughter leaning over me. Now I stood in a sea of white. Had this all been a dream. No, it can't be. Those years were too real. And now a light so bright I had to shield my eyes came into view.
"Maya, my child, why do you turn from me?" The voice rang like a bell in my head, c... | 5 | 0 | 13 | 12,679 |
[WP] a recently deceased person argues the concept of heaven to an angel |
The elevator beeped and the door opened to a small nondescript lobby. A Muzak version of something vaguely familiar drifted in from overhead. The lobby had a single desk and chair with a door leading off to the left. A beautiful man stood near the door, and as she watched the door clicked closed.
The man turned to gr... | 1 | 0 | 13 | 12,680 |
[WP] a recently deceased person argues the concept of heaven to an angel | # Everything You Want
“Hello, and welcome to Heaven!” she said, with enthusiasm.
I looked around. A nondescript room, with desk and chair. Oh, and a dogeared book on the desk. And _nothing else!_ To make matters worse, the book was Ayn Rand's _Atlas Shrugged_, which is possibly the last book I'd ever consider readin... | 3 | 0 | 13 | 12,681 |
[WP] An astronaut awakes from an extended period of stasis. What he wakes up to is not what he expected. | It tingled. That was the first thing Lt. Stephen Paul noticed. The tingling and the blindness.
All his body was numb, like one of the women who thought sitting on laps was a good idea 20 kilos later than they should have had just gotten off of his entire being.
Warmth spread from Paul’s chest, and feeling with it - ... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 12,682 |
[WP] An astronaut awakes from an extended period of stasis. What he wakes up to is not what he expected. | There is a Philip K. Dick novel about this very thing, only the reader doesn't discover that until the very end. Therefore, I can't tell you which of his books it is, because telling you would be a spoiler. The only sane solution is to read everything he wrote. You won't regret it. | 7 | 0 | 11 | 12,683 |
[WP] An astronaut awakes from an extended period of stasis. What he wakes up to is not what he expected. | It was a sound of pure terror that woke him, a primeval screech coming somewhere from the bowels of the ship, that and the AI...Major Cameron Shepard fell from the stasis pod and as he hit the deck he winced in pain, wait, *fell*... What happened to the artificial gravity. It was at that point the after-cryo kicked in.... | 1 | 0 | 11 | 12,684 |
[WP] You're sitting on a chair, looking in the eye of the killer who is going to kill you in 20 seconds. | Ha. I know that he's going to kill me. I've only got a few seconds left. I could reminisce. I'm running out of time. Why isn't my life flashing? Why do I have nothing to think about? Oh god I'm wasting time. Oh fuck it. Fuck you. Is he raising the gun? He is. Here we go. Say something. Anything. Tell this cunt where to... | 20 | 0 | 38 | 12,685 |
[WP] You're sitting on a chair, looking in the eye of the killer who is going to kill you in 20 seconds. | "Do your worst." I spat at the man holding a serrated blade. No matter that I was broken, bleeding, I couldn't free myself if I wanted too. The best I could do was taunt him into killing me quickly. "Come on big boy, slit my throat." The sooner he killed me, the sooner I could haunt him. I closed my eyes. I would enjoy... | 1 | 0 | 38 | 12,686 |
[WP] You're sitting on a chair, looking in the eye of the killer who is going to kill you in 20 seconds. | Sometimes you just know when you are at the end of the road. I didn’t ask for this, but now it is my reality. When I was a kid I never in a million years dreamed it would end like this. You have a warped sense of death and old age as a kid. Hell, when it is June Christmas seems to take forever to arrive so the idea of ... | 13 | 0 | 38 | 12,687 |
[WP] You're sitting on a chair, looking in the eye of the killer who is going to kill you in 20 seconds. | Damn looks like I need a shave. | 67 | 0 | 38 | 12,688 |
[WP] You're sitting on a chair, looking in the eye of the killer who is going to kill you in 20 seconds. | As he beared down on me with his infamous LMG in hand, I emptied my clip in his general direction, knowing full well that this could be my last hope. But my bullets fly in every other direction and the few that hit him are not enough to distract him from his prey. I reach for my spare clip only to realise I had already... | 3 | 0 | 38 | 12,689 |
[WP] You're sitting on a chair, looking in the eye of the killer who is going to kill you in 20 seconds. | I can hear the clock *tick*; with each tick, my last twenty seconds grow shorter. I'm not ready to die. I'm just not. *Tick.* What have I done with the twenty-one years I've had? Nothing. Not a goddamn thing. *Tick.* All the time in school seems wasted. All the things I know don't matter anymore. *Tick.* And three year... | 7 | 0 | 38 | 12,690 |
[WP] You're sitting on a chair, looking in the eye of the killer who is going to kill you in 20 seconds. | I should've locked the door I always forget. Fuck I'm too young to die, mom ... dad. Get a grip man. It's too late, it'll all be over soon. I'm not going to beg if that's what he's waiting for.
'' Do it already! COME ON! DO IT ! ''
"**BANG!!!!..........**" | 1 | 0 | 38 | 12,691 |
[WP] You're sitting on a chair, looking in the eye of the killer who is going to kill you in 20 seconds. | Last thoughts, last thoughts... What are my last thoughts? Isn't this the moment in the movies where the person's life flashes before their eyes and all that crap? And everyone tears up as said person remembers their tragic past, and how they came this far just to die...
Only in the movies, they miraculously survive s... | 1 | 0 | 38 | 12,692 |
[WP] You're sitting on a chair, looking in the eye of the killer who is going to kill you in 20 seconds. | Maybe I should have gone to Arizona. She asked me to go with her. It seemed like such a stupid idea. I had a house, almost paid for. And a dog. Who's going to take the dog? Who will even want an eight year old half-blind lab? I hope someone takes him. Maybe my neighbor. Her kid loves that dog. I hope someone asks her. ... | 1 | 0 | 38 | 12,693 |
[WP] You're sitting on a chair, looking in the eye of the killer who is going to kill you in 20 seconds. | To be fair, I'd always known that it'd come to this.
We had liked each other, once. I'd never thought I'd hurt him like I had, and he probably never thought that he'd be the one pulling the trigger.
But it was inevitable. Once the drug use had started, my social life plummeted, and Sarah left me, we just weren't the ... | 3 | 0 | 38 | 12,694 |
[WP] You're sitting on a chair, looking in the eye of the killer who is going to kill you in 20 seconds. | "Well then. You're the one assigned to kill me?"
"Unfortunately, yes." The words were said without emotion, but Georg could hear the executioner's fear."
"Before you kill me, can you tell me a story?"
"Unfortunately, no." The same voice of fear.
"Too bad." Georg lifted a pistol from its holster. "Looks like you won... | 1 | 0 | 38 | 12,695 |
[WP] You're sitting on a chair, looking in the eye of the killer who is going to kill you in 20 seconds. | So this is what it had come to...
A year of dating, a year of living together, a year of wedding planning.
No year of wedded bliss, just... this.
He stood across the room, fists balled in rage and anger, and I knew he wasn't lying. I wouldn't walk out of this room.
A tear slid down my beaten face and landed on the... | 1 | 0 | 38 | 12,696 |
[WP] You're sitting on a chair, looking in the eye of the killer who is going to kill you in 20 seconds. | It took me several seconds to decide to respond, and a bit for the page to load. By now I probably only have | 2 | 0 | 38 | 12,697 |
[WP] You're sitting on a chair, looking in the eye of the killer who is going to kill you in 20 seconds. | Okay first try at this, maybe I took too many liberties with the prompt, and I forgot the chair. But what the hell!
I gasped for air and fell to my knees. Wheezing, panting. Hands bound. I looked up and saw the man who had delivered the blow to my stomach. I did not know him, neither did he know me. This was all so ha... | 1 | 0 | 38 | 12,698 |
[WP] You're sitting on a chair, looking in the eye of the killer who is going to kill you in 20 seconds. | The most ironic part of the situation would have to be this guys bullshit bluff. He should know, if he is who he says he is, that this isn't my first rodeo. I'm almost sure it's his though, his constant pacing and shaky trigger finger is a dead give away to guys like me.
How I ended up here is the funny part of it a... | 1 | 0 | 38 | 12,699 |
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