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Write for two minutes without hitting backspace at all [CW]	My Coffee tastes funky. It's not as black as it should be, I can see grimy clumps in it. I hope the lady didn't spit in it, I don't think I deserve that, but if she did it she must have had her reasons. Come to think of it I got it from the machine, hope the machine didn't spit in it. Easier to trust the machine not to...	1	5	13,100
Write for two minutes without hitting backspace at all [CW]	THis is the story o fa man that feels stuck in his life. Not unha[ppy just stuck. He is happily married and works a job he is content with but it is far from what he wants to do. The man went to college in a nice out of state university in a big city, there we found that he ahd wanted to be an actor, this was what h...	1	5	13,101
[WP] At midnight somebody rings your doorbell. You open it to see a clown dressed in full regalia.	It all began to come together when I called their number... Why did I do it? I, a 15-year-old, had been living with my mother for 5 years ever since my selfish father had left us. We lived in a ghetto neighborhood, and had to have bolted doors, peepholes, gated windows, the whole sha-bang. She was barely scraping en...	2	4	13,102
[CC] My first creative writing piece, had to do it for school. In the cartoon universe, the Hamburglar gets his name.	Hi there! I've removed your post because it appears that it was not in response to a specific prompt. [CC] and [PI] should only be used if you'd like constructive criticism on a prompt response. If you'd like critique on something you've written outside of WP, such as this piece, try posting it in /r/KeepWriting, /r/s...	1	1	13,103
[CS] As it's happening.	Only to realize it was a garbage can in some run down building. I peered over the top, into the darkness as it consumed my sight. Struggling for light, for anything, I realized a weapon sitting next to me. I...I know how to work it, a ZM-18 plasma rifle, after further inspecting, I adjust my body armor as if second n...	1	5	13,104
[CC] The Citadel of The Broken Goddess	Hi there! I've removed your post because it appears that it was not in response to a specific prompt. [CC] and [PI] should only be used if you'd like constructive criticism on a prompt response. If you'd like critique on something you've written outside of WP, such as this piece, try posting it in /r/KeepWriting, /r/s...	1	1	13,105
[OT] Why do you write?	I write because I find it awesome how you can create stories beginning with one idea and ending with the entire framework of the story bent to a different shape. I like to surprise myself and maybe actually come up with a good story. My imagination takes over and I want other people to enjoy my writing and maybe it wil...	2	12	13,106
[OT] Why do you write?	BECAUSE, I have all these stupid characters, settings, locations, ideas, landscapes, stories, scenes, systems, societies, lessons, wisdom, cultures, creatures and lore to get out there and shove into people's faces! I GOTTA GET IT ALL OUT OF MY HEAD AND ONTO THE PAPER. I WRITE BECAUSE WRITING IS A CREATION. I like to ...	6	12	13,107
[OT] Why do you write?	To escape.	17	12	13,108
[OT] Why do you write?	Because... because I have all these ideas floating about in my head, and it provides a release valve of some sorts. I've always liked telling stories. My role in life is that of the story teller. I like entertaining others. But I write mostly for me. I write because I can.	2	12	13,109
[OT] Why do you write?	I love the idea that a certain phrase or word can elicit something in someone else. It's almost like cooking for me, sprinkle in an adverb here, chop up some sentences over there, add a dash of simile and voila! Something more emerges, something that speaks on so many different levels and in so many different ways. Dif...	3	12	13,110
[OT] Why do you write?	I'm one of those people who daydream... a lot... from the time I wake up to the time I fall asleep. When I was little, I loved reading and decided that these daydreams are too good to keep to myself. So I "grab them out of my head and place them onto paper in form of words" to sum it up. I'm also a lover of creation, ...	3	12	13,111
[OT] Why do you write?	I feel less lonely when I write. It really gives me something to do that engrosses me enough where I don't constantly think about how pathetic my life is. It's not even that I have to live vicariously through my stories, it's just that it's a good distraction.	2	12	13,112
[OT] Why do you write?	I write because I want to share with others the world inside my head. I have so many ides for stories, they need to be written down, even if no one else reads them. I have created a world that I wish I could live in and experience, even though there is sadness and joy, there is also adventure. I write to escape. I wri...	2	12	13,113
[OT] Why do you write?	[deleted]	1	12	13,114
[OT] Why do you write?	I like to write because sometimes I like to get a big a stick and just jab the sleeping creature in the eye. I've done it a few times and what issues from its jaws inspires me to such a degree, it's almost like I'm spraying torrents of literary puke on the paper. In a good way. I can see down its throat and watch life ...	1	12	13,115
[OT] Why do you write?	Because I couldn't sing or write a song to save my life.	1	12	13,116
[OT] Why do you write?	Why do I talk? Why do I eat? I think a better question is: why does anyone not write? For me, growing up, I was forced in various English classes to write about topics that didn't interest me. Generating a stream of words that had no business existing was a torturous process, and it put me off writing for a while. ...	1	12	13,117
[OT] Why do you write?	I write because I want to create beauty using the words I conjure up and organize inside my head. I want to be able to express my deepest, darkest thoughts on paper, because that is the only time I can really express them. I write because I want people to understand what I think and how I think, since I find it hard...	1	12	13,118
[OT] Why do you write?	Discovery. Every word I write is another opportunity to learn more about the world around me. Every phrase I construct builds the foundations of relationships. Every sentence brings me closer to understanding who I am and how I fit into this crazy journey called life. Writing is, in my opinion, one of the best ways...	3	12	13,119
[OT] Why do you write?	I write because I get to troll people and have fun! Sometimes I try to write provocatively and as Poe's Law as I can get. How people react to some stories is a good indicator of who they are as people. So writing is like a poker game, "you play the man, not the cards".	1	12	13,120
[OT] Why do you write?	I write because if I don't, the words will drive me crazy. Lately it's been more of the latter than the former. I don't write like I used to and it bothers me so bad, but this damn blinking cursor just mocks me. I mock it in turn, I type gibberish words just to make it move. Writer's block for anything larger than 20...	2	12	13,121
[OT] Why do you write?	Because my imagination runs about me, over, through and without me, silently the characters doubt my resolve. So I build worlds within worlds to pay homage to the swirls, imagined, unfurled. All the while pretending I am not escaping, not upending, the life I'm depending to keep me alive. So I write and I sleep, ima...	1	12	13,122
[OT] Why do you write?	It's a release from the real world, it seems like maybe if I right about how I feel I can confront and change it, but I feel just as confused as ever. It's something to do though, and helps just about more than anything.	1	12	13,123
[OT] Why do you write?	I write because I want to feel. Because I want to understand and learn from the trials and tribulations of a flawed character that no one will ever know. I write because I want others to feel. Because I don't want to be alone in those tribulations. Because I feel that we are that flawed character that no one wil...	1	12	13,124
[OT] Why do you write?	I write to get away from everything. It's a way to express myself in ways that I couldn't do in real life. I write to show people, myself included, that there's infinite ways of looking at a situation and how you choose handle it, and that even the smallest things can have the biggest impact. I write because when my li...	1	12	13,125
[OT] Why do you write?	I don't. I subscribe to this subreddit and read all these prompts on the front page, but I never do.	5	12	13,126
[OT] Why do you write?	[deleted]	1	12	13,127
[OT] Why do you write?	I write because the world is ugly for those who don't try to make it beautiful. I write a life ill never live and nurture ideas and natures not my own and explore events and moral choices that are not mine. I find it more of a question of why wouldn't I write.	2	12	13,128
[OT] Why do you write?	I want to master the language. Once you know how to put anything into words properly, you can do everything. Plus, I'm often surprised by how little insight into themselves and their surroundings people generally have.	2	12	13,129
[OT] Why do you write?	Writing is usually my human interaction for the day. When noone comments I get very sad. When someone responds I reach the highest highs. Other than that, I hide under a rock and hope the winter weather/work goes away.	2	12	13,130
[OT] Why do you write?	I have a boring life, so I live through my writing	1	12	13,131
[OT] Why do you write?	i think /u/Himntor nailed it for me but with more caps. i have stories inside that want to get out. words are the easiest way for me to give them release.	1	12	13,132
[OT] Why do you write?	To be able to further define and neatly organize my insides. My head feels like a cauldron of consantly bubbling, unidentified mush that I occasionally need to purge in order to keep my anxiety in check. Writing is the slotted spoon I stick in there to fish out elements that only work in words, and I use other forms of...	1	12	13,133
[WP] A mistake that you would make again.	[deleted]	3	6	13,134
[WP] A mistake that you would make again.	The first time, in as long as I can properly remember, I felt genuinely happy. I opened a bottle of my parents rum, drank most of it. It tasted awful. It burned my mouth and throat, set fire to my stomach. But it stopped the pain for a few hours. For the rest of that night I wasn't scared, wasn't afraid, didn't hate m...	2	6	13,135
[WP] A mistake that you would make again.	Many said that jumping from one relationship to another was a huge mistake, all of them listing several reasons, some of them just hammering away at what little confidence I had about my choice. "You just left him." "Wrong, he left me. I'm not going to linger on someone who treated me like that, who left me like that...	2	6	13,136
[WP] A mistake that you would make again.	The first time, I didn't sleep for days. The second time, I was sick for an hour. After that, it was easier. I think the reason why it became such an easy thing to do was the friends I had. Killing is quite an ordinary act. A mistake, but one that has brought me not just sadness, but joy. Makes me sound like a psyc...	1	6	13,137
[WP] Sell me this pen.	Hey, write your name down on that napkin.	6	5	13,138
[WP] Sell me this pen.	Possibly the problem with this prompt is that the whole point the movie makes with it is that you don't need a long, detailed script to sell something--it's just about turning what you have into a need for your customers, and by preying on their emotions, you can sell even the most mundane of things. It might be better...	1	5	13,139
[WP] Sell me this pen.	You're exactly six minutes and twenty-four seconds late for our two o'clock appointment. I don't tell you though, because you're the buyer and I'm the seller. I find it curious that you are late though, for this restaurant is located in a hotel that you own. I'm buying you a meal from your own restaurant, to line your ...	3	5	13,140
[MP] That Home - The Cinematic Orchestra	The piano sat in our living room as I hammered the nails into the wall. The metallic beat thumped as you tenderly placed your fingertips on the keys. We started slow at first. Yet, little by little, your notes became symphonies. Foundations rose as you struck chords, windows became sharps and minor lifts led to stairs...	2	4	13,141
[WP] kid gets first car. Its the Delorean from back to the future. Hilarity ensues.	Jamie was a spoiled brat. He had told his parents that he wanted a BMW for his sixteenth birthday. His parents, who were going through some money troubles at the time, were unable to fulfill his wish. But they wanted to see their son happy, so they searched and searched for a good bargain. They found an intriguing ...	1	2	13,142
[EU] A high school student struggling to pick colleges receives a Hogwarts acceptance letter in the mail.	"Jane, you know you need to choose a few!" "I know, mom. It's hard though." "I don't care. It's been two months and you still haven't picked anything. God knows at least one of them needs to accept you." Sigh. Jane trudged up to her room to get the laptop. The truth is, she had already picked some colleges, but t...	10	14	13,143
[WP] The last thing he thought of was how nice and cool the bathroom tile felt against his forehead.	Sometimes you get into some deep shit. It wasn't my fault that I was born with some kind of failure within my brain that made it seemingly impossible to fall asleep every now and then. For most people, insomnia is just a symptom of another issue, and it's usually caused by thinking too much, but no, of course I had ...	2	10	13,144
[WP] The last thing he thought of was how nice and cool the bathroom tile felt against his forehead.	The last thing he thought of was how nice and cool the bathroom tile felt against his forehead. This is when Tyler Durden decided to ram his boots into my thick albeit fragile skill. I distinctly remember hearing the cheap motel tile break beneath me not the cracking of my jawbone. Interestingly enough there is a lot t...	1	10	13,145
"You're not even going to help me dig?"	"You're not even gonna help me dig?" he asked, smearing the dirt off his face. I looked at him in shock. "Pete, it's nearly two o clock in the morning. I-I don't really know what you're telling me!" He stared on blithely, as if in a trance. "I told you," he said in a flat, unwavering voice, "I killed Miranda, Bruc...	2	8	13,146
"You're not even going to help me dig?"	"You're not even going to help me dig?" "No." His mouth worked silently for a few seconds as he tried to find words to continue his pleas, but no words came. He turned slowly, back to the shallow hole. The air smelled heavy and damp, as it was prone to before and after the sudden freak rainstorms that meandered th...	1	8	13,147
"You're not even going to help me dig?"	"You're not even going to help me dig?" "It ain't worth it, mate." "Of course it's bloody worth it! The deeper you dig, the harder you are to hit!" "Joe...the line's collapsed. Look around. D'you see any of us left?" "I see you, Bruce. I see me. I see cans of VB on the crate, I see guns in your hands, and a shove...	1	8	13,148
"You're not even going to help me dig?"	You're not even going to help me dig? He just sat there. Looked all dumb. Spittle flew from his mouth, teeth gnashing. Arm flopped around all funny like too - some sort wacky dance move I wasn't familiar with. Whatever. I didn't have time for this. I needed to finish! Had to get to the treasure. I went to work ...	1	8	13,149
[WP] Humans are what we think of as demons, the keepers and caretakers of hell. Plants and animals are the sinners forced to live here in punishment.	"It's finger-licking good!" the great beast said as he plunged his teeth into my thigh. It wasn't so bad in comparison to what had happened earlier. After I'd had all my feathers plucked and my body sliced into pieces my flesh had been dipped in boiling grease and fried. This was apparently the just punishmen...	93	176	13,150
[WP] Humans are what we think of as demons, the keepers and caretakers of hell. Plants and animals are the sinners forced to live here in punishment.	[deleted]	8	176	13,151
[WP] Humans are what we think of as demons, the keepers and caretakers of hell. Plants and animals are the sinners forced to live here in punishment.	My sister's children were turned to blood wine. We breed. We make love. We birth. And we die again. And again. And again. We die so much. There is always something to eat us. Fully 2/9ths of us suffer deaths at the hands of the same species. The rest of us, dozens upon dozens of lesser species. Eaten outrigh...	18	176	13,152
[WP] Humans are what we think of as demons, the keepers and caretakers of hell. Plants and animals are the sinners forced to live here in punishment.	[deleted]	37	176	13,153
[WP] Humans are what we think of as demons, the keepers and caretakers of hell. Plants and animals are the sinners forced to live here in punishment.	They kill my brothers, behead my sisters and eat my children. As soon as the beacon of terror they call 'Sun' comes up, those demons come to our homes and pick us off one-by-one. And what do I do? Nothing. After all, what can I do? The being that breathed life into our veins, made us into His image of green ...	5	176	13,154
[WP] Humans are what we think of as demons, the keepers and caretakers of hell. Plants and animals are the sinners forced to live here in punishment.	"Hello, my love," She whispered tenderly, spritzing her flowers. "Za! What is this? A weed, in my beatiful garden? Not on my watch." She waddled down the garden path, humming to herself and came back a moment later with big yellow gloves and a sprayer of pesticide. She gassed the soul encroaching on her lovely garden,...	7	176	13,155
[WP] Humans are what we think of as demons, the keepers and caretakers of hell. Plants and animals are the sinners forced to live here in punishment.	"Oh no, not again..." This was a thought Jorval had all too often. As another executioner stalked over to where he stood, Jorval couldn't help but reflect on his punishment. Every day he woke up, rooted to the ground and forced to stare into a sky he could never touch again. Every day he struggled to move, to tear hims...	3	176	13,156
[WP] Humans are what we think of as demons, the keepers and caretakers of hell. Plants and animals are the sinners forced to live here in punishment.	Peculiar precipitation patterns, Periodic pollution, pompous populations. Perhaps people promote putrid principles pertaining to pustulizing planet Earth.	3	176	13,157
[WP] Humans are what we think of as demons, the keepers and caretakers of hell. Plants and animals are the sinners forced to live here in punishment.	[deleted]	1	176	13,158
[WP] Humans are what we think of as demons, the keepers and caretakers of hell. Plants and animals are the sinners forced to live here in punishment.	The white light welcomed him into its warm embrace. As Andrew felt himself disconnect, watched from outside himself as the machines were turned off and his chest ceased to move. His family and friends gathered around, crying and holding one another. But Andrew was at peace. He had lived a good, and full life. He acc...	6	176	13,159
[WP] Humans are what we think of as demons, the keepers and caretakers of hell. Plants and animals are the sinners forced to live here in punishment.	I eat. I sleep. I wake up. Alone in my head, alone in this "house," as the twoleggers call it. And then I do it all over again because I can't stop myself. Craving a comfort I can't justify, I rub myself against their legs. In brief moments of awareness I realize just what has happened. Whether those moments are wors...	3	176	13,160
[WP] Humans are what we think of as demons, the keepers and caretakers of hell. Plants and animals are the sinners forced to live here in punishment.	"Now lets put on your dress!" The small demon shrieked. I had been trapped in this strange and furry body for 2 years now, and I had just left a strange collection of metal cages and linoleum floors for a bumpy ride in a cramped box towards what I had been assured was a sweet Solace from the solitary confinement that ...	3	176	13,161
[WP] Guy/Gal comes home from brothers Funeral. Sits down to play a video game and finds a savegame left by the dead brother.	[deleted]	1	5	13,162
[WP] Guy/Gal comes home from brothers Funeral. Sits down to play a video game and finds a savegame left by the dead brother.	How long has it been since she played this game? Lucina listened to the hum of the Wii as she loaded up the game Animal Crossing. She thought it was silly – to start up a game her older brother no longer played – but she wanted to relive the memories that her and her brother created throughout the town. ‘We...	4	5	13,163
[WP] Guy/Gal comes home from brothers Funeral. Sits down to play a video game and finds a savegame left by the dead brother.	I was too drained to slam the door. I could still feel tears under my chin, hanging there. My eyes stung and my hands were shaking. The house seemed colder as I climbed the stairs and approached his room. For a while I just stood there in the doorway, taking in the room. The white walls looked grey in the dull light ...	1	5	13,164
[WP] Humans evolved to be hermaphrodites. A couple has decided to have kids. Write about how they choose which one of them gets pregnant.	"Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!" "Okay, okay, one more time." "Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!" "Eh . . . best eight out of fifteen?"	1	5	13,165
What would you do if you could spend the day with the love of your life? [WP]	I'd fuck her hard on the sink. After that, maybe get her something to drink.	2	2	13,166
What would you do if you could spend the day with the love of your life? [WP]	-017 I would take her back to the place where I fell in love with her. I would tell her my first impression of her, and how I took an immediate disliking to her. We would then laugh at how absurd it was; she didn't like me at first either. I would take her to the place where she fell in love with me. She would tell...	2	2	13,167
[WP] The lord of the rings in the modern real world. The one ring is a USB disk that can control and access any computer or linked server, including the entire internet.	"He left it to me, Gandalf." Frodo said earnestly. In his hand he clutched the USB stick that the hobbit who had taken him in had fought so hard to obtain and keep hold of. There was no question now of his giving it up. Unfortunately, Bilbo's old business partner, Gandalf Grey, seemed to have different ideas. Gand...	27	73	13,168
[WP] The lord of the rings in the modern real world. The one ring is a USB disk that can control and access any computer or linked server, including the entire internet.	"I would have seen this through with you...till the end." Frodo's security chief, codename Strider, said, as he knelt down and pushed the Drive back into Frodo's hands. "I know." Frodo said, fresh tears streaming down his face. "Look after everyone at the company. Sam especially. He won't understand why I have to lea...	9	73	13,169
[WP] The lord of the rings in the modern real world. The one ring is a USB disk that can control and access any computer or linked server, including the entire internet.	"One does not simply delete data," advised Gandalf with a half-smile as the two hobbits looked on. "Data is... everywhere and immortal," he said with a flourish of his staff, his thumb hitting a small button which lit up the bulb at the top. "But, but can't we just smash it," asked Frodo as Samwise stood with his ar...	8	73	13,170
[WP] The lord of the rings in the modern real world. The one ring is a USB disk that can control and access any computer or linked server, including the entire internet.	"And you call yourselves professionals?!" The oddly short bearded man yelled and stunned every person around the circular table upon which the One Drive stood. "I'll show ye how it's done!" He took his own modest ten inch lap top, and threw it clumsily near the One Drive. Some of the gaped and some of them signed, and...	4	73	13,171
[WP] The orphaned blacksmith's son-turned-hero-in-training meets an untimely end	As I hear the sounds of hoofs and steel grow louder I know that I have prepared for this moment my entire life. I grab the old rusty sword on top of the cupboard. I sneak outside and smell the fires they have started around the town. I can see them approaching with their black armor and warhorses. It is a horrible sigh...	2	19	13,172
[WP] The orphaned blacksmith's son-turned-hero-in-training meets an untimely end	When the old wizard came to my village for the first time and told me I was the Chosen One, I did not hesitate to believe him. Who else would it be but I, Ronan Smithson - tallest and strongest of all the boys in Erdä? I had lost my parents in a tragic fire when I was but a babe in arms, but I miraculously survived. Th...	2	19	13,173
[WP] The orphaned blacksmith's son-turned-hero-in-training meets an untimely end	Princess Hannah was beautiful. More lovely than a single rose that proudly displays its hue against snowy white. She was a constellation. The Princess was as radiant as the path home on a cold night. Robin hammered away at the metal. Her face was caught in his mind. The taste of her was on his lips and she shamed the f...	1	19	13,174
[WP] The orphaned blacksmith's son-turned-hero-in-training meets an untimely end	"Oi Grushnak, how come you always get the soft giblets? They're nice, they are." "'cause I'm very per-sway-siv, elfarse." "Yeah, well, persuade me." One of the hunched figures by the fire in the clearing pushes the other one, who snorts in derision and pulls out a wicked-looking cleaver, easily as long as its forear...	11	19	13,175
[WP] The orphaned blacksmith's son-turned-hero-in-training meets an untimely end	THWUCK! A cobblestone hit the face of the man in front of me. He goes down in a pile. I wonder who it is. Inside of armored harnesses, we all look the same. A second later my instructor turned sergeant is yelling. "LOWER VISORS!" I reach up and pull the spring pin holding my visor up. It falls, cutting my vision ...	1	19	13,176
[WP] A man wakes up in different bodies each day.	“Please be Angelina Jolie, please be Angelina Jolie.” Every day, after I wake up and before I open my eyes I like to do this. And every day, I’m disappointed. I’ve gotten close, I think. It’s hard to remember. Because I’m dead. I died a while back, when they had horse and carriages, but apparently I had some unfinished...	1	7	13,177
[WP] A man wakes up in different bodies each day.	Jack muttered to himself as he opened his eyes, disorientated. His vision was blurry, unfocused. Glasses, he thought as he fumbled around with his hands before grabbing a pair and pulling them toward his face. He sat up in the bed, it was amazingly soft. His body, a scrawny little thing, sank into the memory matt...	1	7	13,178
[WP] An astronaut and his/her crew crash-land onto an undiscovered planet in our solar system...	"Collision imminent!" Sly shouted as he flied through the room. Freya fought hard with the control panel to get the ship in position but failed. And suddenly they crashed into the planets surface. Freya slowly opened her eyes. She moved her hands a little. She felt... dirt. Suddenly she was wide awake. She lifted her...	3	10	13,179
[WP] A group of special agents are on an important mission when suddenly an alarm goes off. What happens?	Shadowy figures run through the dead of night. A brief explosion penetrates perfect silence. A door comes unhinged. And the shadowy figures enter the compound. They motion to each other with a series of complex hand signals, which they are completely fluent in. Pairs split off from each other, hunting steadily and...	1	4	13,180
[WP] A man is walking off of the beaten path into the wilderness. Why?	I am not a clever man. But even I can read the signs of the universe when they are telling me to die. It's a long drive to the mountain, and when I get there it seems as though I've picked a busy time to come and die. There are carloads and carloads of tourists tying up hiking boats, squabbling over maps and peering up...	2	3	13,181
[WP] A man is walking off of the beaten path into the wilderness. Why?	Chest heaving, he tore his way through the tangled brush. The blood rushing in his ears couldn't drown out the baying of the hounds closing in as his foot caught a protruding stump. He tumbled to the ground and lay still for a moment, eyes closed, cheek to the earth. Tears filled his eyes and he pulled himself up, wipi...	1	3	13,182
[WP] A man is walking off of the beaten path into the wilderness. Why?	/ Called the Woods of the Night, they block out all light, and the way is long and thin. The twists and turns make it all look the same, and even the nomads don’t like to go in. / Foolish poem. Foolish and childish. Nothing more than a make-believe tale, told to scare the village kids and keep them from running ...	1	3	13,183
[WP] A man is walking off of the beaten path into the wilderness. Why?	If you followed the beaten path you would never see anything of the park. Who wants to follow the beaten path? It is easier but since why do I want to go on a trip if it wont challenge me? Anyway the sites along this trail are just full of college kids hiking a few kilometers down what is basically a sidewalk so that t...	1	3	13,184
[WP] Play some writing improv with me!	1:1 She lurked in the woods, the twilight illuminating her face as she turned to look at me. - 025	3	14	13,185
[WP] Play some writing improv with me!	[deleted]	1	14	13,186
[WP] Play some writing improv with me!	1:13 But the jazz power of the Cminor7 generated between the bassoon’s double reeds had also stunned the beast, and she viciously attacked with the contents of our picnic basket.	1	14	13,187
[WP] Maybe it wasn't the right hour for setting out, the sun too blazing or too uncertain. Maybe it was a road that belonged to another, never really yours...	"Maybe it wasn't the right hour for setting out, the sun too blazing or uncertain. Maybe it was a road that belonged to another, never really yours, but you took it anyway. This life is full of uncertainty and confusion but you can't live in fear of the present as much as you can't relive the past. This is the road WE ...	2	4	13,188
[WP] Maybe it wasn't the right hour for setting out, the sun too blazing or too uncertain. Maybe it was a road that belonged to another, never really yours...	I still remember the day I got married. A bright summer evening. The sun blinding our eyes. There was laughter. And merriment. And joy. On that day, I was happy. In every sense of the word. There was not a single shadow. And all my friends and family and my love. We rode off to the party, the breeze blowing in my ha...	2	4	13,189
A man wakes up in an infinite void, soon realizing that he can create anything just by thinking about it.	Hello, Your post is not tagged correctly. Please see the sidebar for details. A tag should be in [square brackets]. You don't need to delete your post - just remember in the future to tag your posts, please. (This is an automated post.)	1	8	13,190
A man wakes up in an infinite void, soon realizing that he can create anything just by thinking about it.	A painful throbbing behind the eyes woke Nathaniel from his sleep, he opened his eyes to see a dull grey infinite sprawling out around him. Nathaniel his head now beating in a crescendo of agony found himself floating aimlessly within this empty space. “Where am i going to get some tablets for my head now?” As Nathani...	2	8	13,191
Bank robbers walk into a bank that is already being robbed	Hello, Your post is not tagged correctly. Please see the sidebar for details. A tag should be in [square brackets]. You don't need to delete your post - just remember in the future to tag your posts, please. (This is an automated post.)	18	122	13,192
Bank robbers walk into a bank that is already being robbed	"What, who are they," yelled Tom at Sarah as they pulled into the parking lot. "They're following our plan," said Sarah as she punched the dashboard and put her 9mm pistol into her leather jacket. The two criminals sat there staring through the bank's picture windows, watching a two man crew execute a robbery of the ...	13	122	13,193
Bank robbers walk into a bank that is already being robbed	"We go in on three. Marty, take the guard. Gena, you have the bank manager. I'll cover the side exit. We herd everyone into the safe, empty the tells, and we're out in a matter of minutes. Any questions?" Erik asked, pulling on his ski mask. They pulled theirs on too and slid open the door on the van. They hit the door...	84	122	13,194
Bank robbers walk into a bank that is already being robbed	"You are literally the dumbest cunt i know", Derrick stammered out while hyperventilating. "Well at least I'm not an asshole. I do have feelings you know" retorted Sebastien. "Like I give a flying fuck". Derrick continues to outline the situation in his head. The perfect heist. The easiest bank in the metropolitan ar...	5	122	13,195
Bank robbers walk into a bank that is already being robbed	The shells clicked rhythmically as they were loaded into the shotgun. The sound of plastic and brass scraping against the metal carapace of the gun. It was the sound of power. It was the sound of money coming their way. Mac was making sure all of them knew their parts. Again. He was such a worrier. “Tony, what do yo...	4	122	13,196
Bank robbers walk into a bank that is already being robbed	[deleted]	1	122	13,197
Bank robbers walk into a bank that is already being robbed	Mine is [here](http://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/1webuc/pi_bank_robbers/) because it's a little too long for a comment.	1	122	13,198
Bank robbers walk into a bank that is already being robbed	The trio locked the doors behind them. "What do you think you're doing?" a voice boomed in the background. Turning around, the two brothers raised their guns. They were surprised to find shocked, frightened faces already staring at them, and machine guns ready to fire. The phone rang. The police had somehow been info...	0	122	13,199

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