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[PI] August Writing Prompt | Yo this is interesting I like the plot a lot. It goes into present tense for a couple paragraphs during the middle there. I've read it twice now to see if it makes sense within the story or not to do so. I'm still not sure. | 1 | 0 | 2 | 1,500 |
[PI] August Contest | I got stuck on the first damn word. Mel wee aie ee kks? Deaf eyes? I have no idea what's going on. Exhaling colors? Bile = life.
I am confused and frightened.
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MOD POST - One week left (and a few other things) | I like the idea of a podcast. | 8 | 0 | 20 | 1,502 |
MOD POST - One week left (and a few other things) | I love the podcast idea as well. | 3 | 0 | 20 | 1,503 |
MOD POST - One week left (and a few other things) | >Writers - you can revise your work as you see fit up until the August 31st deadline.
Sweet, I was totally wondering about that.
Also, podcast idea = awesome.
Thanks for the great subreddit. I'm so glad bestof got me over here. | 5 | 0 | 20 | 1,504 |
MOD POST - One week left (and a few other things) | I love the podcast idea. I am also pretty excited about the new prompt tag addition [CS]. I am having a lot of fun with it. | 3 | 0 | 20 | 1,505 |
MOD POST - One week left (and a few other things) | Also, use /r/nanowrimo for support during november! | 2 | 0 | 20 | 1,506 |
MOD POST - One week left (and a few other things) | Here's a thought:
Over on /r/talesfromtechsupport the top of the page always has a quote from one of the previous days' best stories which links to that 'tale.' Why not steal the idea (and css code) and do the same here? | 4 | 0 | 20 | 1,507 |
MOD POST - One week left (and a few other things) | [deleted] | 3 | 0 | 20 | 1,508 |
MOD POST - One week left (and a few other things) | Please do the podcasts. | 3 | 0 | 20 | 1,509 |
MOD POST - One week left (and a few other things) | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 20 | 1,510 |
[WP] A phrase that has stung you to your core... | *I don't want to talk about it right now.*
For some reason, I thought that phrase wouldn't sting nearly as bad the second time. Well, it's been two weeks since this girl, a girl that has filled my mind to the brim with her essence, said that. I'm about to leave for college, and it burns worse than ever.
I remember I ... | 10 | 0 | 20 | 1,511 |
[WP] A phrase that has stung you to your core... | [deleted] | 6 | 0 | 20 | 1,512 |
[WP] A phrase that has stung you to your core... | The mid afternoon sun heated the garage to an uncomfortable level. My drumsticks were drenched in sweat as I lay them down to take a break. "Let's take five, guys," I said in an accomplished tone.
Ryan's friend was at our practice again. Sarah was a sweet girl who was welcome any time, but I was secretly disguste... | 4 | 0 | 20 | 1,513 |
[WP] A phrase that has stung you to your core... | "I hate you," she says. "I regret that I let you touch me. You disgust me."
"When I was with you, I thought: Hey, this is someone who might make me hate myself just a little bit less. But I look back at that now, and I hate myself even more."
"So far, life has given me nothing but disappointments. You're nothing more... | 1 | 0 | 20 | 1,514 |
[WP] A phrase that has stung you to your core... | Sarah slammed back into consciousness and sat straight up in her hospital bed. The room around her was white and silent and sterile as hospitals were. It felt claustrophobic and smothering, even though Sarah was the only one in the room.
Sarah pressed a small red button on the side of her bed. In another room, an alar... | 1 | 0 | 20 | 1,515 |
[WP] A phrase that has stung you to your core... | Slow noises filled the silence.
The chirping of crickets. The click of a piece of gravel stuck in her Jeep’s tire. The rustling of leaves as a deer stepped out to watch us pass by in the darkness.
“What?” I asked, hoping that I hadn’t heard her properly.
“It’s true. Life would be easier if I was more like you. Guys ... | 2 | 0 | 20 | 1,516 |
[WP] A phrase that has stung you to your core... | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 20 | 1,517 |
[WP] A phrase that has stung you to your core... | It had been months since my feelings emerged. They clawed their way out of my heart and fluttered around in my gut every time I saw her. Or heard her. Or, yeah, I'll say it, smelled her. Or even thought about her. Without her, my entire life would be so much less interesting. She was my best friend. She was me, in a fe... | 1 | 0 | 20 | 1,518 |
[WP] A phrase that has stung you to your core... | *I like you just the way you are.*
That’s what Fred Rogers said often in his show, Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood. I didn’t watch the show as a kid. He spoke so softly, so slowly, that my active, hyper self could never sit still long enough to get through a show. Every now and again, while flipping through the stations, ... | 1 | 0 | 20 | 1,519 |
[CS][FF] Had a Bad Day (50 word replies) | It started like any other day. If I had known what was about to happen, I never would have left my house.
Knowing what I know now about that fateful day, it's pretty hard to believe I didn't end up in jail. Or worse.
Let me start at the beginning... | 5 | 0 | 10 | 1,520 |
[PI] August Prompt Contest Entry | Awesome. | 1 | 0 | 6 | 1,521 |
[WP] Sex |
And as I sat, legs curled in to my chest, trying desperately to think of anything other than how homesick I was, my thoughts were continually interrupted by the rhythmic thunking from the bed across the room of Peter and his friend Peter. It crossed my mind that I had boarded this train in an attempt to find happines... | 7 | 0 | 19 | 1,522 |
[WP] Sex | The engine was still running, when she leaned over the center console. I didn’t get the chance to throw the damn thing into park, before she started to sing. It was a simple song, with a slow and steady rhythm, a thumping bass line, and in this interpretation, an early climax. Giggling to herself, she wiped her mouth. ... | 12 | 0 | 19 | 1,523 |
[WP] Sex | His tongue was slimy but as it moved between my lips I got an odd tingling sensation within me that I had never felt before. It felt good. He slowly slipped his hand under my shirt, hesitating at first then continuing when he realized I was OK with it. He caressed my side right underneath my left breast and I decided i... | 3 | 0 | 19 | 1,524 |
[WP] Sex | Billy leaned back into his down pillows, closed his eyes and thought of her. He had thought of her every night, around this time, for the last four years. Right when his body was beginning to relax and his eyes were getting heavy. Not quite asleep yet, but close. Closer after his nightly rituals were finished. He ... | 6 | 0 | 19 | 1,525 |
[WP] Sex | We had sat up the whole night talking. Talking about everything and nothing. Observe, my friends, socially awkward penguins in their courting ritual. They open their beaks and yap about anything that comes to their over-tired bird-brains (because I'd come over at 6pm and now rosy-fingered Dawn, as they say, was doing t... | 3 | 0 | 19 | 1,526 |
[WP] Sex | We had always been friends. It was just something we had learned to take for granted. We had grown up together and had many great childhood adventures. She was a total tomboy. Just one of the guys.
As we grew into our teenage years something changed between us. She seemed to get annoyed with me from time to time. I co... | 3 | 0 | 19 | 1,527 |
[WP] Sex | [deleted] | 0 | 0 | 19 | 1,528 |
[WP] Sex | Cryoscrewed
Richard Palmer sat on the carriage ledge and took the rectangular plastic film from the attendant. Nutrient calibrations blotted the top, and he pinched the plastic to accept the recommended levels. Cool-Learning offered him a masters degree in xeno-chemical engineering while he slept, for a nominal fee.... | 1 | 0 | 19 | 1,529 |
[WP] Sex | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 19 | 1,530 |
[WP] Stumbled across this and did this earlier today in the eerie sounds thread...want to know what others can come up with | Wow. This... was a horrible thing to do after just playing Slender. I'm...I'm just going to curl up in a ball and cry now.
(Great writing prompt, though. It inspired a fabulous Swedish alien-ice cream truck-hospital scene!) | 3 | 0 | 13 | 1,531 |
[WP] Stumbled across this and did this earlier today in the eerie sounds thread...want to know what others can come up with | There's this place I like to drive to. It's about five miles into the woods at the end of a long dirt path. It's the only place you can hear the signal clearly. The first time I heard it was when I was broken down on the side of the highway. It seemed to call out to me in the darkness. *Find me*.
After a year of searc... | 3 | 0 | 13 | 1,532 |
[WP] Stumbled across this and did this earlier today in the eerie sounds thread...want to know what others can come up with | The ship flew through the deepest intergalactic space ever explored. But that wasn't anything new, we had been doing that since long before I was born. My grandfathers and grandmothers damned me to live out my life inside a metal shell. Not that I'd rather be on the outside, just...
We were going just barely below lig... | 2 | 0 | 13 | 1,533 |
[WP] The discovery | The object was warm in his hand, the metal lightly coated with a layer of dust. He wiped it off to examine it further, maybe find out what it was he was holding. Turning it over he saw little indication of its use, a metallic cylinder that tapered slightly to one side. He held it to his ear but heard nothing over the s... | 4 | 0 | 10 | 1,534 |
[WP] The discovery | He walked by the neighbourhood church, its sign having proclaimed "Jesus is coming. Are you ready?" for the past five years. He didn't really notice it anymore. He was just going to the corner store for milk.
"Excuse me?" A tanned, vaguely middle-eastern looking man in t-shirt and slacks stopped him. "Can you point me... | 4 | 0 | 10 | 1,535 |
[WP] The discovery | I walked the trails of the Greenbelt everyday, I know those trails like the back of my hand. I have seen some strange things on the trails from time to time, but what I found today was nothing short of incredible.
Sticking out of the earth right next to the creek was a long black cylindrical object. It was approximate... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 1,536 |
[WP] The discovery | Set between two ferns in a forest found once lost, was a knot in a tree, covered with moss. I peeked at it daily, not ever knowing why this nondescript oak tree seemed to catch my eye. It was poked, and prodded, and bugs crept around. But not til today, had I ever heard it sound.
As I passed on by, that late June day,... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 1,537 |
[WP] The discovery | Peter had spent several days hacking his way through the thick bushes of the Amazonian jungle, in search of the legendary El Dorado. He had lost some of his helpers to piranhas, pumas and wild torrents. Peter was now alone and having no easy way back, he had decided that pushing on was the only right thing to do. Exhau... | 1 | 0 | 10 | 1,538 |
[WP] The discovery | **Not the most compelling of tales, but it's based off a true story. I'm Allan, and I'm well aware that I'm kind of an ass.**
"Hey Baker, get your ass over here!" I shout from the top of the fence, looking into the road.
"You know I'm not good at cl-"
"Then use the ladder," I say. He uses the ladder to climb up th... | 1 | 0 | 10 | 1,539 |
[WP] The discovery | Everyday, along the way to the park, She drove past a sleepy meadow. It drew to her. Not so much of anything mythical or alien, but much rather the invigorating need to discover, be curious and explore. She wasn't the type to believe in spooky stories or ghost tales. He used to believe in those, back when his mind was ... | 1 | 0 | 10 | 1,540 |
[WP] You find an unattended wallet/handbag... | It lays innocently on the sidewalk, an inconspicuous brown leather wallet. The masses walk over it, on top of it, kick it around, yet none of them seems to take note of it. After all, there seems to be nothing special about it. As I reach down to pick it up, the river of pedestrians parting around me, something stops m... | 1 | 0 | 6 | 1,541 |
[WP] You find an unattended wallet/handbag... | An odd place to find this, but whatever. I guess there's weirder places. I pull out my inhaler and take a quick deep breath. It's kind of stuffy in here. I lean down to inspect the scene. Old, but bound in leather. But who would leave it just laying here? Aren't there people around here?
Nearby, a girl is sobbing. So... | 1 | 0 | 6 | 1,542 |
[WP] You find an unattended wallet/handbag... | It was just a discarded wallet, and I felt like I had the moral obligation to return it to it's owner. I felt it in my hands and flipped it around for a moment on the bus ride over to the apartment complex written on the back of it. I shrugged and stepped off. I didn't look inside of the wallet- Didn't seem proper. It ... | 1 | 0 | 6 | 1,543 |
[WP] You find an unattended wallet/handbag... | "A wallet?" I asked myself as I was on my morning commute through the subway. Its on the rails, sitting unattended, possibly with money in it. *Its calling me,* I subconsciously tell myself. I don't think to myself that I am crazy - I'm not that kind of person. If my brain wants me to do something, I do it - and I don... | 1 | 0 | 6 | 1,544 |
[WP] You find an unattended wallet/handbag... | I wouldn’t say I’d been staring at her. It definitely wasn’t ogling or leering or anything that sleazy but yeah, I was having a good, long look; I love wearing sunglasses. At the next stop, her smooth, tanned legs pushed her up and out of her seat and she got off. About five seconds after the door had closed, I realise... | 1 | 0 | 6 | 1,545 |
[WP] After a conversation, my friend and I discussed night drives | The world is hidden within darkness as the pavement slides by. The music becomes the soundtrack to the scene playing out before my weary eyes. I see only what my headlights reveal, with few exceptions.
I see an oasis of light that illuminates a roadside stop. It's gone before I can even focus.
As the miles slip by, I... | 7 | 0 | 8 | 1,546 |
[WP] After a conversation, my friend and I discussed night drives | Criticism welcome.
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>It was a quiet, late night when Don released the break and quietly sped into the listless black night. A few turns, and soon the lights of the city were zipping past his ears. At first a dazzling flourish of lightning, but becoming fewer and fewer until the last flashed by his ears and in... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 1,547 |
[WP] After a conversation, my friend and I discussed night drives | This is from another prompt a few days ago that fits here...kinda. I'm just fishing for critics anywhere I can.
http://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/yp86e/more_than_you_can_chew_wp/c5y9uuv | 1 | 0 | 8 | 1,548 |
[WP] After a conversation, my friend and I discussed night drives | Driving at three in the morning through the thickets is a eerie situation, but it's paramount to have good music to keep your mind off the shadows. I take a sip from my soda, the sounds of Metallica keeping me awake.
I'm tired, but an hour out from my home. Shadows in the trees. What secrets are out there? What spirit... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 1,549 |
[WP] After a conversation, my friend and I discussed night drives | It's 3 a.m. and it's quiet.
The night feeds me, and the road is hungrier than I.
It stretches for miles and miles and miles and we famish together in concrete spans, sisters in solitude.
It is the night that engulfs me whole and the steel that embraces me and the road that starves for more of me and my driving.
I... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 1,550 |
[WP] After a conversation, my friend and I discussed night drives | *(this turned into something a little different than I had planned but I figured I'd post it anyway!)*
I still make that drive, on nights I can't sleep. I don't sleep much anymore.
There's nothing special about the route. No winding roads. No beautiful scenery. Just the argument. And the call that followed. The blu... | 1 | 0 | 8 | 1,551 |
[WP] After a conversation, my friend and I discussed night drives | We met at just the right time: when the benefits of waking up seemed fewer every day and I was beginning to believe that it was too late to fix all the messes I’d made. No one thought much of the person I used to be but new connections couldn’t see the similarities between myself and a train wreck, and they caused me ... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 1,552 |
[WP] Board Game Characters | **The Renegade**
*They call me a renegade but I am here to clean up this town. The sheriff and his deputy are corrupt. They have let the outlaws run wild in this little western town. To make matters worse, no one even knows who the deputy is - not even the sheriff. The men who challenge you to duels or shoot at you i... | 4 | 0 | 7 | 1,553 |
[WP] Board Game Characters | Do not pass GO. Do not collect $200. Yeah, right. Watch me!
Vroom, vroom!
I zip through the streets buying up properties. Reading Railroad is mine! Baltic Avenue is mine!
YES! A Get Out of Jail Free Card! I am totally saving that for later!
I speed through the competitors as if they were standing still. St. James P... | 3 | 0 | 7 | 1,554 |
[WP] Board Game Characters | I was a marshal, rank of ten. My goal was to annihilate the enemy's soldiers. I outranked all of them. When I finished with their slaughter, I would guide the miner to the enemy's mines so he could diffuse them, and the priceless treasure would be ours! Another victory for my king, and another badge upon my breast. I d... | 3 | 0 | 7 | 1,555 |
[WP] Board Game Characters | I mash my right fist into Batman's jaw. "It's CLOBBERIN' TIME!" I shout. Johnny flies by my side. Batman takes him down with a heel kick.
I gasp. Johnny drops. Superman arrives. I'm hit with heat vision. I hit the ground- and hear a click.
KO.
Our mismash of a team is now outnumbered.
Wotta revoltin' predicament... | 3 | 0 | 7 | 1,556 |
[WP] Board Game Characters | I sit in this box. It's not fun. Everyone seems to be having fun, not me. I feel like I have no purpose. I see these giant beings moving my companions around a small board, but I stay where I am. Alone in the box. I swear I must have had a purpose in a past life. I remember one of these giant beings picking me up and s... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 1,557 |
[WP] Board Game Characters | As of right now, years don’t matter. Colors don’t matter, stars don’t matter, even victory doesn’t matter right now. All I care about it getting home to see my wife.
I don’t know how long I’ve served aboard the H.M.C.S. *Horizon*. But every day, it’s the same routine: rise at 05:00, observation duty until 12:00, repri... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 1,558 |
[WP] Board Game Characters | I must protect the King!
The Knights try to hem me in, but their crafty movements only hinder their objective. I take a Knight. I watch as the Bishop is frustrated by my strategy as I move beyond his reach, yet still flanking my King.
The enemy Queen has entered battle! The Rooks on either side of the field block my... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 1,559 |
[WP] Board Game Characters | *A bandit's life is never simple.* thought the bandit. He had just left the shore to move inland, feeling the pressure from the law. Word had reached him before the knight did and he had escaped into a nearby forest. Among the trees he found shelter and safety from any pursuers, and waited. He spread rumors of a new tr... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 1,560 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | Naturally, I wished it wasn't true, wished for more time, some sort of deus ex machina that would fix everything.
But I could feel the truth of it in my bones. It was like being underdressed on a cold winter's day, the way my skin, my whole body felt numb and empty. There were so many things I hadn't done, things I ... | 15 | 0 | 14 | 1,561 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | My final transmission to Earth. My farewell address if you like.
Sure... I have regrets, but does that really matter now?
I must accept my fate. I have no desire to continue. I am not saying that I want to die, I just have no lingering compulsion to live, knowing my time has come.
I sit here and watch the asteroid ... | 9 | 0 | 14 | 1,562 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | I ran out of the hospital in disbelief, I didn't want to hear anymore. The virus was spreading rapidly and they wanted me quarantined...I had to spend my last minutes with those I loved.
NO NO NO I was to late they had already perished. I was the last surviving Smith, and I had to show our greatness.
If I couldn't liv... | 1 | 0 | 14 | 1,563 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | Six months in a tin can, seven billion in build and support costs, and what gets us is a damn rock. It was so unfathomably unlikely that we would hit anything en route to Mars that we didn't build in protection. When the basketball-sized rock tore through our tail section, we went into an irreversible, tumbling spin. T... | 3 | 0 | 14 | 1,564 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | Laura,
At the lake I knew I would love you until my dying day. My years, since we parted ways, are stained with regret that I never found the courage to ask for your hand in marriage and brightened by the hope that you’ve found a happier life. Today my sorrow has turned to joy. I’m going to sleep smiling because we did... | 2 | 0 | 14 | 1,565 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | The virus imprinted itself into my memory drive instantaneously. The infected bot stopped transmitting once it was clear that everyone in range was infected, and then he ran off to infect others.
I felt the uncontrolled twitching that was the first symptom of infection begin, as the virus began to take control of my ... | 3 | 0 | 14 | 1,566 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | "You have twenty minutes left to live." With that, he turned and left for the last time.
My body was destroyed, and my mind was empty. Years of torture will do that to you. I don't suppose you know what it feels like to have all of your thoughts forced out of your mind by the overwhelming, fat pain. Your only objecti... | 1 | 0 | 14 | 1,567 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | The bomb said 19:59. I looked around at the other people in the elevator. We were all strangers a few minutes ago, now these were the most important people of my life, and the last I'd ever see. It bothered me I never got to pass down my memories, they seemed so important. How can my entire lifetime just vanish? Do I r... | 1 | 0 | 14 | 1,568 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | The wig was damnably hot.
Hazing gone wrong, they'd said. Engineer never saw. Found pieces of her for a hundred yards.
The dress took his breath away.
John Daly hadn't bought it. What about the other one, he'd said. The whore? they'd said. Sleeping on the track. Go fishing, John. Here's a gold watch. Your time's up... | 1 | 0 | 14 | 1,569 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | Time is relative. Of all people, I should know that truth. Yet as death approaches, I am scared. I have made my peace, but my body clings to life with every gasping breath that hisses into the tube.
“This is what he would’ve wanted.” That’s my brother-in-law. Uncomfortable silence, and the doctor finally coughs and ... | 2 | 0 | 14 | 1,570 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | What is it to die? What is it to live? I don't have the authority to answer such a question, really; I'm no god. Too bad, really. I was only ever me. Then again, I got to be me. Wonder what happens next? | 2 | 0 | 14 | 1,571 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | I glance at my watch. Twenty minutes. I rub my beard in thought. Ten lifetimes is enough, I remind myself. The others call me mad, but I'm tired and old enough to make my own decision.
I've written everything important enough for my daughters, life without me was inevitable.
The night is beautiful, it's protected me... | 2 | 0 | 14 | 1,572 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | My screams are a protest, but unheard, unheeded. I've lived insided my mind for the last three years and it has become my Eden; paradise bottled up behind closed eyelids. I can hear, and think. It's a good life. But these well-intentioned murderers will end me, in less than twenty minutes, because they do not belie... | 3 | 0 | 14 | 1,573 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | Sinking like a stone, the realization of my inevitable end gathered upon my shoulders. There was no time for goodbye, no time to understand, no time to waste.
I looked down at my hands, pink with blood beneath the skin. I flexed my fingers to feel their pure strength. I gathered my attention to focus on the miracle o... | 1 | 0 | 14 | 1,574 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | I lay back in the hospital bed, looking up at the ceiling. Such medical precision, I smiled, a tribute to the triumphs of mankind. After months of intensive chemotherapy, surgery, excision, bandaging, scraping, incision, and cauterizing, the end is finally in sight!
What was I waiting for? I must clutch this sweet nec... | 5 | 0 | 14 | 1,575 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | I keep running. Run, run, run, and run again. I'm sick of running. If *anybody* else told me it; I would not believe it. But me and him, we've been playing this game for far to long. I take him seriously.
Just a little farther now. I'm almost there. I'm going to outrun it; change the fate my infamous foe has set for ... | 2 | 0 | 14 | 1,576 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | Twenty minutes until I die, my brow is sweaty and I am nervous. I walk to ready myself.
Fifteen minutes, and I hear an old man singing about a lost love.
Twelve minutes and catch a glimpse of a lover's quarrel on display for all to see.
At five minutes, I vomit.
Four and I hear laughter.
Three and I see my love fli... | 0 | 0 | 14 | 1,577 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | The stern man handed me my tray of vanilla ice cream and Dr. Pepper and said "Twenty minutes." The ice cream was frozen solid as I dug into it with the metallic spoon. With each bite, I felt a memory reinvigorating me and a piece of me disappearing as well. I took a sip of the drink and abruptly finished the meal.
I w... | 2 | 0 | 14 | 1,578 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | I expected bad news from the thin, bald man in the sterile white coat -- three weeks, two months, maybe -- but twenty minutes seemed a little hard to believe.
"Forty, if we attempt the surgery," he said in monotone. Never mind twenty minutes. Still just another patient. "That could buy you time for a skype call to yo... | 2 | 0 | 14 | 1,579 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | With twenty minutes left, I wait in anxiety
With ten minutes, I pace and wander
I hear the laughter of a crowd
An old man sings of unrequited love
Five minutes, and I vomit
Four and I approach lovers in the moonlight
Three and I recognize my love,
Two, I am yelling, accusing, and crying
One, a... | 2 | 0 | 14 | 1,580 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | Sirens rang out in the background, but they weren’t for her, just noise. Everything was just noise now, and the world around her became more of a concept. “I never imagined dying to be heroic” she whispered, to a fawn that watched her curiously “But I never imagined dying alone.” She couldn’t quite grasp how it happene... | 2 | 0 | 14 | 1,581 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 14 | 1,582 |
[FF] You have twenty minutes left to live | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 14 | 1,583 |
[WP] And just a touch of makeup... | Um... Any context? | 1 | 0 | 11 | 1,584 |
[WP] And just a touch of makeup... | *Slowly. Slowly. There!* The mirror had held Todd's attention for the better part of two hours, and he'd finally gotten his costume perfect. All he'd needed was just a touch of makeup. "Trick or treat indeed," he mused to himself, casting a critical eye over his reflection. The boys were certainly in for a treat - this... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 1,585 |
[WP] And just a touch of makeup... | >JUST A TOUCH OF MAKEUP
It’s a slow process, a movement of graces and hands, a flurry of coloured powders and ambiguously flesh coloured liquids.
It starts with a blank canvas, that is, my skin, the shame flowing out of my pores. It eats away at my face, scratches, and leaves crooks and valleys filled with insecu... | 7 | 0 | 11 | 1,586 |
[WP] And just a touch of makeup... | Heavy makeup is noticeable, memorable. In my position I can't afford to be either. I must not be recognized, for that recognition would mean certain death, but I cannot be remembered so that my getaway will be clean. What's called for is a touch of makeup. The lightest hint of blush and a bit of shadow for my eyes.... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 1,587 |
[WP] And just a touch of makeup... | "Just a touch of makeup is the trick," he said, as the brush danced across her cheek. "You're such a lovely girl. You don't need much." The grin on his face was contagious, and he swore he saw just a hint of a smirk. He averted his eyes as his face flushed and his tongue grew heavy. It was so unlike him to become so fl... | 1 | 0 | 11 | 1,588 |
[CS] The Benjamin Button of continuing stories | "Andrew's hand broke the surface of the river one last time, clutching for the rescue that would never come. His face was distorted demonically by the rushing water, mouth gaping impossibly wide in a silent scream as Megan bit deeper into his shoulder, her dead eyes burning with an almost lustful joy. Blood clouded the... | 3 | 0 | 10 | 1,589 |
[CS] The Benjamin Button of continuing stories | I like this, is like Memento. Hopefully it lasts a while.
"These insane Villagers wouldn't stop chasing. 'Christ Almighty!' Andrew yelled as he popped off shots from his Colt .45 at the assailants. Megan rushed to catch up to him, but a sprinting Villager bit her on the shoulder. Andrew popped a shot into the Villager... | 3 | 0 | 10 | 1,590 |
[CS] The Benjamin Button of continuing stories | "Where is Seth?" Erin wondered out loud, "It's been too long." Seth had been gone for nearly half an hour, an extremely long time just to use the bathroom.
"Let's look for him" said Andrew. Andrew always had a sense of authority. He's been looking out for his sister for years now ever since their parents died. They ha... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 1,591 |
[CS] The Benjamin Button of continuing stories | There was the Chief again. He was much worse than before. He was bleeding freely from the horrific wound in his arm and staggering like he was drunk. Some of the villagers ran towards him. Andrew knew it was a bad idea.
Erin and Seth were on the far side of the group, towards the river. It probably saved their lives.
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[CS] The Benjamin Button of continuing stories | Oops... | 1 | 0 | 10 | 1,593 |
[CS] The Benjamin Button of continuing stories | Should we let OP decide what is canon? | 1 | 0 | 10 | 1,594 |
[WP] It has been three years since labour unions were outlawed in your country. You are a factory worker. Describe your day. | "Well good morning to you Mr. Lakin! You're looking graaaaand this morning!" booms across the varnished mahogany desk, gleaming at the end of the office. I'm suddenly very nervous.
"Hello, sir." I reply, my hat folded and wringing in my hands. My fingernails are dirty. My hands are filth. My arms are mostly covered b... | 11 | 0 | 14 | 1,595 |
[WP] It has been three years since labour unions were outlawed in your country. You are a factory worker. Describe your day. | Did The Jungle do this? | 1 | 0 | 14 | 1,596 |
[WP] Inner Monologue | Rather than write from any of my characters points of view, I'll write from mine for the fun of it.
Haewood. That's an interesting username. I wonder if it's in reference to the "Haewood Jablowme" joke I recall hearing or if it's something else. Probably the latter. Man, the sound of my keys hitting the keyboard as I ... | 5 | 0 | 9 | 1,597 |
[WP] Inner Monologue | This is my first time writing in weeks. It's my first time writing sober in- let's see- I don't remember writing any of the shit I find whenever we clean the room. There's a lot of it, but I don't really read it, and when I do it gets me down. Good thing I found this band to listen to. I don't even really like them any... | 1 | 0 | 9 | 1,598 |
[IP] a warning carved in stone? | Hi, my name is Adam Schofield, and I’m a junior research fellow at the Breckenridge Paleobiology Institute. After looking at the picture that you posted on Imgur, I am fairly certain I can identify the imprint left on that rock.
Are you certain that this is a carving? From what I can tell, this is actually the remain... | 8 | 0 | 9 | 1,599 |
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