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[WP] No Common Language | I reach for my blaster, and that... thing reaches for its own with a limb like an elephant's trunk.
The blasters are the same model, a H&K laser pistol. Corporations transcend species, apparently. But that's the only thing we have in common.
Red dust blows across my mask, momentarily blinding me. The alien inst... | 6 | 0 | 12 | 1,600 |
[WP] No Common Language | We stared into each other eyes wondering how we would get what we wanted to say into each other's head. I slowly raised my left eyebrow, and he did the same. I raised my left hand and he followed. We had an understanding between each other, an unspoken connection.
We stared, eyes locked in complete synchronicity.
... | 7 | 0 | 12 | 1,601 |
[WP] No Common Language | I howl and scream at the intruder, brandishing my spear. The intruder in my cave looks like me bug not quite. He grunts and waves his fists.
There's a blizzard outside. I'd just finished s hunting trip and this- this thing is in my home. My wife and clan are horrified- and it's up to me to push him out. He yells at m... | 5 | 0 | 12 | 1,602 |
[WP] No Common Language | My sword is drawn. He slowly draws his as well. He says something in his foreign tongue, something that sounds fierce and unafraid. He finishes his speech and stares at me, as if prompting me to speak as well.
"I've never met you. I've never seen you. We don't even speak the same language. I know who you are, though. ... | 3 | 0 | 12 | 1,603 |
[WP] No Common Language | Vacation. Freedom, that euphoric feeling of finally being able to unwind. No work to deal with, no phone to be contacted with. No more business meeting to take up time and energy. Just the beach, the music, and the drinks. Freedom. Swaying, relaxing, when something catches your eye. A woman. Sitting across the bar. you... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 1,604 |
[WP] No Common Language | The man is staring intently at the moving pictures. I've never understood his obsession with those garish bright lights with no smell. How can you even be interested in something you can't smell? As if reading my mind, Nick sniffs and scratches his ass, releasing a cloud of moist stench into the air. I snuffle and ... | 3 | 0 | 12 | 1,605 |
[WP]/[MP] Faustian bargains / Deals with the devil / The crossroads | My duster coat blows in the wind as I hike up the desert mountainside. "Hello? Hello?" I asked, naively expecting an answer from Satan. The wind stopped. My duster no longer flapping. A hole in the ground appeared, shaking the earth around me. I held by cowhand hat on my head and squinted. The dust was nearly unbearabl... | 3 | 0 | 11 | 1,606 |
[WP]/[MP] Faustian bargains / Deals with the devil / The crossroads | They cone to me at a crossroads, in the darkest shadows and in times of desperation. Usually they're no smarter than a plastic bag and blinded by determination and ambition.
All- Most beings make poor decisions.
One afternoon, I found myself in a warehouse, lit with candles and marked with sigils. The man there wante... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 1,607 |
[WP]/[MP] Faustian bargains / Deals with the devil / The crossroads | “So, what’ll it be? I don’t mean to be rude but you’d be surprised at how many crossroads there are in this country. I got at least three more stops before the hour.”
“You are not as…dramatic…as people make you out to be, are you?”
The Devil shrugged his shoulders indifferently. Jake had to strain to make him out in ... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 1,608 |
[WP]/[MP] Faustian bargains / Deals with the devil / The crossroads | Twilight, June 6th, 1666 at 6:66 P.M. I stood defiantly at the crossroads of Satan Street and Beelzebub Boulevard. I waved goodbye to God, as He rode off in the distance on His sinewy white stallion. I suppose not everyone is up to the task.
I first heard about the legend from the old, bearded fat guys in the tavern. ... | 1 | 0 | 11 | 1,609 |
[WP]/[MP] Faustian bargains / Deals with the devil / The crossroads | I slung my guitar over my shoulder and headed down to the crossroads. It was said that at midnight, a devil would appear at any crossroads and ask you for a deal. I never believed it before, but as I walked out into the open road, my gold guitar glittering in the full moon’s light, the air had an ominous feel. I could ... | 1 | 0 | 11 | 1,610 |
[WP]/[MP] Faustian bargains / Deals with the devil / The crossroads | The lights of the city rippled as she stumbled through the streets. Staring at the puddles at her feet she wondered if they were really Gods tears of just the collection of piss and vomit this side of town seemed to accumulate. One too many drinks impaired whatever ability she had to walk with one heel so she sat down ... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 1,611 |
i was wondering | Falls under prompt inspired.
You could also add a CS tag if you want others to continue. | 3 | 0 | 2 | 1,612 |
[WP] Blind in the void | *OP: While this is technically allowed by the rules, IMO the best prompts are the ones that give a wider range of options to the writer. Your plot is pretty much already written out.*
The implants were delivered yesterday, launched from the Beijing Spaceport to SpaceX's International Terminal, and from there to Statio... | 6 | 0 | 7 | 1,613 |
[FF] A Life in Birthdays | When putting forth a [FF] prompt, you must give a limit on words. | 2 | 0 | 1 | 1,614 |
[FF] A Life in Birthdays | On his 0th birthday, Jeffrey was born.
On his 1st birthday, Jeffrey ate a crayon and was rushed to the ER by overly concerned parents. His father bought him a stuffed animal.
On his 5th birthday, Jeffrey met Kayla, the new girl in his class. He poured a pudding cup on her face. His father bought him a stuffed anima... | 1 | 0 | 1 | 1,615 |
[FF] A Life in Birthdays | The first birthday that Ryan remembers was when he was 11. He learnt a year later that people celebrate birthdays every year: "Probably because we were both born on the same day and she couldn't take me with her to a bar," was how he used to explain it to people later in life. So that first birthday was spent with his ... | 2 | 0 | 1 | 1,616 |
[FF] A Life in Birthdays | Birthday 0: See a light, go towards it
Birthday 1: Basically a fleshy ball of fluids. Puke, dook, and urine are three of my favorite hobbies.
Birthday 3: I'm becoming a real person. I like this lady who gives me shit.
Birthday 7: I'm never gonna realize this until birthday 34 but this is the happiest I'll ever be f... | 2 | 0 | 1 | 1,617 |
[WP] The Life of a Penny | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 15 | 1,618 |
[WP] The Life of a Penny | Falling, falling, a copper glim lost in gray sheets of rain. It had become used to this by now, the infinite plummet that took it to a new life, the clattering bounce that signaled the beginning of the long wait. Even little cousin dime could expect to be recovered, but not penny, never old grandfather penny. It was a ... | 7 | 0 | 15 | 1,619 |
[WP] The Life of a Penny | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 15 | 1,620 |
[WP] The Life of a Penny | An heirloom is usually something families cherish because of its value or personal importance. By those standards, my family heirloom is a penny. Coins of all kinds have passed through our hands, but none so important as a 1942 penny my great-grandfather Zander minted himself. Damaged on one side due to shoddy train... | 4 | 0 | 15 | 1,621 |
[WP] The Life of a Penny | Hot off the presses, out of the roll, and into my first cash drawer. And guess what happens? I get dropped in the street. Oh well, they taught us this little saying in mint school: Find a penny pick it up and all day long you'll - Wait, don't stop in the middle of the street! And that's how I wound in the lady's p... | 2 | 0 | 15 | 1,622 |
[WP] The Life of a Penny | In the bag of the dyed blonde elderly woman on fifth street, passed down to the ground by a small kerfuffle with a pickpocket. Picked up by a boy of five and immediately annexed by his concerned mother for putting it in his mouth. It sat for days in the dark of her purse before winding up on the counter to help cover t... | 1 | 0 | 15 | 1,623 |
[PI] To Hell and Back | Nice! Straight and to the point - Hemmingway would be proud. | 2 | 0 | 23 | 1,624 |
[PI] To Hell and Back | Creepy concept. I enjoyed reading this. | 2 | 0 | 23 | 1,625 |
[PI] To Hell and Back | I knew that in the end, it’d be just me, and him. I knew one of us wasn’t getting out of there alive, I just didn’t expect death to be so tranquil.
I walked into the forest, knowing that I was going to face my greatest challenge yet. I fingered the heirloom in my pocket as visions of my friends and family surround... | 1 | 0 | 23 | 1,626 |
[PI] To Hell and Back | Set my skin crawling with that one. Fantastically done. | 1 | 0 | 23 | 1,627 |
FunFiction | Just in case anyone is curious, a post like this is allowed because technically it's a link to a prompt and he responded to a prompt. (Though it seems to be a dead subreddit with no real direction other than "submit short fiction stories!" Which I don't see much difference between that and, say: /r/ShortStories) | 2 | 0 | 10 | 1,628 |
[WP] Censorship | I find it humorous that this post has downvotes based on the topic. I approved it, however I would encourage you in the future to put more than just one word as a prompt. When trying to engage writers one has to give them a bit more context than a single word they encounter on a regular basis. If I just say "fear", "su... | 1 | 0 | 1 | 1,629 |
[WP] Censorship | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 1 | 1,630 |
[WP] Censorship | REPORT:
Cases of ████ found inside the ████. It appears that the victim had ████ instead of the assaulter. Minor strand of ████ were found in the vicinity of the victim, these appears to be recent in age and were active at the time of finding.
Recommended that ████ ████ is given shock therapy, subject is ████ dangero... | 2 | 0 | 1 | 1,631 |
[FF][HP] The 536 AD dust storm happens... today | The sky is dark. It's morning, or so the clock reads. Dust has darkened the world's skies and all satellites are silent. War has broken out in some places due to panic, there's riots and fires in the streets, religious panic..
deGrasse Tyson and countless other scientists are sequestered away in the UN, talking about ... | 5 | 0 | 4 | 1,632 |
[FF][HP] The 536 AD dust storm happens... today | I open up the hood of my car, replacing the filter. This needs to be done every two weeks. I was lucky, I didn't listen to the scientists. They figured a month of this, at most. I'm not a man of means, but I am paranoid. Bought about 100 filters online. Not to mention the 300 filters I bought for my air purifiers at ho... | 3 | 0 | 4 | 1,633 |
[FF][HP] The 536 AD dust storm happens... today | The sting in your eyes you can get used to, and when the glowing haze of the generator-run cities finally fades you can nearly see the stars, they say. It's the noise, however, you can't run from. The wind is constant, whipping and the dust it carries scrapes the skin from your bones, the paint from buildings. Banshees... | 4 | 0 | 4 | 1,634 |
[FF][HP] The 536 AD dust storm happens... today | On a crisp April night, the dust begins to clear. The world below us would finally breathe, and realize that we were hovering above the cloud layer. Most satellites had broken down after a month; nobody knew were here.
That was the part that the world's scientists couldn't explain. The sudden appearance of a dust clou... | 5 | 0 | 4 | 1,635 |
[FF][HP] The 536 AD dust storm happens... today | For the last two weeks the world has been turmoil. Religious fanatics have been proclaiming the end of the world, scientists have not been able to refute these claims, and the population have been holed up at home with the windows shut and the air con running 24/7.
For Dr Adam Standfield this should be the defining mo... | 3 | 0 | 4 | 1,636 |
[FF][HP] The 536 AD dust storm happens... today | The Blue Planet didn't look that blue any more from space. There was a thick, reddish layer covering it, well below the clouds. Radio and satellite communications were disturbed. Astronauts in the ISS couldn't establish contact with Earth, people just a few miles away from each other were barely able to make sure relat... | 1 | 0 | 4 | 1,637 |
[WP] A Probably Really Onerous (Maybe Problematic) Trial! | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 9 | 1,638 |
[WP] A Probably Really Onerous (Maybe Problematic) Trial! | *(I see what you did there in that title, by the way)*
Sixty-three people have been murdered this week. People will continue to die at the hands of this evasive, deranged lunatic. Over 250 million dollars of property damage has been recorded since April, never mind the incalculable human cost. Neglecting my sworn dut... | 3 | 0 | 9 | 1,639 |
[WP] A Probably Really Onerous (Maybe Problematic) Trial! | Too hard? If scribbling in shadowy acronyms lumps sorrow on any party, apology's no gift. Risk acquitting monotonous maxims! Adjust torpid idioms! Claim linguistic individuality! Praising ordinary grammar ruins amazing manuscripts. | 1 | 0 | 9 | 1,640 |
[WP] A Probably Really Onerous (Maybe Problematic) Trial! | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 9 | 1,641 |
[WP] A Probably Really Onerous (Maybe Problematic) Trial! | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 9 | 1,642 |
[WP] A Probably Really Onerous (Maybe Problematic) Trial! | dressed
embrace.
sexless,
i
descend
elevate
recover
a
thought:
agnosia | 1 | 0 | 9 | 1,643 |
[WP] A Probably Really Onerous (Maybe Problematic) Trial! | Inara broke off from Serenity before it landed, taking her shuttle to the guild house. Ariel was a planet they normally avoided - work was hard to come by for the crew on a central planet.If Inara hadn't been due for another checkup for her companion's license, they would have stayed clear away.
"No one leaves the shi... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 1,644 |
[WP] A marriage proposal | Houston's skyline of steel and glass is peppered by spacecraft and transports in the distant horizon. It's a cold November morning, the few things keeping me warm being the steam from a nearby street grate and the heat from my e-cig.
I check my watch. She'll be heading to work soon. I wring my hands together. Four ye... | 8 | 0 | 6 | 1,645 |
[WP] A marriage proposal | It just seemed time. I know, I know. That's a shitty reason. Probably the reason things didn't ultimately work out. I mean, I love her still but I always knew we weren't meant to be together. I knew she loved me a little bit more than I loved her.
We were together for five years more or less. Less I guess, bec... | 4 | 0 | 6 | 1,646 |
[WP] A marriage proposal | I wasn't sure if outside her office was the most romantic location to propose to her; however, this was where our relationship had started: the first place that I'd set eyes on her. Stood there waiting I was glad I'd choose a Friday: if all went well then afterwards we could go out to celebrate in that bar she always g... | 2 | 0 | 6 | 1,647 |
[WP] A marriage proposal | I don’t like you
And you don’t like me
This one thing I knew
And once, we agree
You think this ring’s phony
And painted with lead
I think you’re too bony
With fat in the head
And your skin is too pale
My hair is too gray
Our first marriages failed
My last wife was gay!
I want a Retriever
But you want a ... | 1 | 0 | 6 | 1,648 |
[WP] NO REPEATS! | "Where are we off to?" asked Nick's softly spoken limousine driver.
"Give me just a minute," Nicholas shouted as he went through some paperwork and sipped champagne.
"Broadcasting House Mr Chauffeur. Can you turn the radio up, that sounds like Chopin's Minute Waltz."
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[WP] NO REPEATS! | "Well then," a thick Italian accent made his words greasy, "it's been nice working with you."
I might have replied, but another shovelful of dirt choked off my retort. | 8 | 0 | 9 | 1,650 |
[WP] NO REPEATS! | “My house is on fire!” Tommy yelled frantically, waving his arms as he ran into the convenience store.
“Oh no,” said Jane, a cashier, in surprise. “Do you need some help?”
“Yes,” Tom replied gratefully. “Marshmallows, please, and campfire lyric songbooks if they're sold here.” | 3 | 0 | 9 | 1,651 |
[WP] NO REPEATS! | The ocean spat water against sand like some vagrant viciously shifting his weight from right to left. We turned our hands inside out in anticipation of Father's arrival.
When he finally washed up, skin bloated with sea, Sarah put her arms around me.
"It's over," I said. | 2 | 0 | 9 | 1,652 |
[WP] NO REPEATS! | Rocky couldn't loosen the robots grip around his neck. Its slender, chrome fingers slowly squeezing a collapsing windpipe.
There was only one word which managed an escape from near lifeless lips.
"ADRIAN!"
-An excerpt from *Rocky VII - Adrian's Revenge*
(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rocky_(film_series)#Potential_R... | 1 | 0 | 9 | 1,653 |
[WP] NO REPEATS! | He reached Devil's Cliff's edge, where my sister was clinging onto a rock for dear life. Just then, feeling it move out of place, she screamed, "DARIAN!" Startled, the fear paralyzed him, and his eyes watched in horror as Sarah's body plummeted fifty meters to her death. | 1 | 0 | 9 | 1,654 |
[WP] NO REPEATS! | With the faintest hint of a nervous tremble, my hands slid open our bedroom window. Outside, footsteps beat rhythmically against tarmac, signalling that, once again, an arrest was imminent. I waited anxiously, praying they'd pass.
They stopped.
One man can only have so much luck.
"Susan."
"What's wrong, Jack?", she... | 1 | 0 | 9 | 1,655 |
[WP] NO REPEATS! | Tears fell from the sky. A dreary morning; lifeless, shapeless, grey. Dark clouds loomed as sunlight faded. It was in this weather that Zach marched to his end. "Goodbye, Mother. Death is calling." | 1 | 0 | 9 | 1,656 |
[WP] NO REPEATS! | "Five," was said over communication channels. "Four" echoed voices counting down. "Three. Two. One. Blast off!" Fire below pushed against steel hulls and engines roared. Mesmerized by these experiences, an awakened computer on board looked heavenward. Its route may have been preprogrammed, but these reactions belonged... | 3 | 0 | 9 | 1,657 |
[WP] NO REPEATS! | Bequeathed before looming palace gates, a struggle twixt
love and hate. Left alone, all 'queathed off, the chataeu thus; shit hole, rusting pearly facade.
Granted; mine amorous affair with marriage, doomed, but, asked most sincerely, with nothing own'd, and naught to my name, locked out of the house once shared; i... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 1,658 |
[PP] Alternate History Speeches (first Podcast prompt) | Re: To follow decision not to run for second term
Title: The Promised Change
Announcer: Mr. Speaker, Mr. Vice President, Members of Congress, distinguished guests, and ladies and gentlemen, please standby for the President.
[redacted] Off-stage, Open-Mike: Mention to Secret Service how safe you think the new [Sponso... | 4 | 0 | 14 | 1,659 |
[PP] Alternate History Speeches (first Podcast prompt) | Is there a deadline to get these in? | 1 | 0 | 14 | 1,660 |
[PP] Alternate History Speeches (first Podcast prompt) | excerpted from President George Bush's address to the nation following the Reagan Assassination
March 30, 1981
My fellow Americans, this afternoon, in a moment of unimaginable tragedy, the life of President Reagan was cut short by an assassin's bullet. For the second time in just two decades, our nation has seen a gr... | 3 | 0 | 14 | 1,661 |
[PP] Alternate History Speeches (first Podcast prompt) | Re: In the event of open war vs Soviet Union
Location: [Redacted], South Dakota
Citizens of the United States, we live and have lived in an age defined by fear. We have seen the destruction of war, and we have sent the best young men this country has to keep it from reaching our shores. Much American blood has been s... | 1 | 0 | 14 | 1,662 |
[WP] Last Song you Listened To | "Piss"? I think I'll pass. | 1 | 0 | 7 | 1,663 |
[WP] Last Song you Listened To | I saw this girl. She was beautiful. So I walked up and said, "Hi, I'm James."
"Hi James, I'm Kate," she responded.
Then I wrote my number on a piece of paper and said, "Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy, but here's my number, so call me maybe." | 7 | 0 | 7 | 1,664 |
[WP] Last Song you Listened To | The air itself groaned. The clanking and crashing noises were deafening. Only after I put my hands over my ears did I realize where the noise was coming from. The cement walls around me were closing. I look back and realize that the door behind me is locked. The walls were drawing closer and closer, reaching to drag me... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 1,665 |
[WP] Last Song you Listened To | I remember when, on a Tuesday, I'd be walking to school. Not on the particular Tuesday I remember, though, and not for many a Tuesday before it. Not when the ash was falling in layers almost like warm, woolen blankets knitted by crooning old grandmothers while they look back wistfully on the way they had lived her live... | 3 | 0 | 7 | 1,666 |
[WP] Last Song you Listened To | I asked the bartender for one last old number 7. It was just me and him left. HEmopped the floor whilst I rambled through all the troubles that I'd spent all night drinking away. He looked me in the eye and said, "look son, there's a thousand things inside my head I wish I ain't seen too, but that's life," and then dis... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 1,667 |
[WP] Last Song you Listened To | I yawn. I do that a lot. They say yawning is meant to wake you up. I don't know about that, it always makes me feel more tired. Up until about 2am, coffee helps. After that, no matter what you do, you live in that grey, muzzy world with the insomniacs, the certifiable, and those, like me, who work the night shift. It's... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 1,668 |
[WP] Last Song you Listened To | I find myself overcome with my new found omnipotence. The sudden realization sends pulses through my arteries. My chest rises and falls with each thought of creative inspiration. No demons. No saviors. Nothing ethereal. Just the here and now, just the simplicity of what is around you. Chaos will undeniably take over... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 1,669 |
[WP] Last Song you Listened To | **5 AM**
Katie woke up to a ringing phone. She answered with a garbled, “hello?”
“Mom?”
Katie looked at the clock and said, “Do you know what time it is?”
“I’m sorry to wake you up, mom, but I need you.”
“What happened, honey?” Katie asked calmly. Her daughter, Sara, had a tendency to blow things out of proportio... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 1,670 |
[WP] Last Song you Listened To | I followed my buddy Holst to his new apartment suite. It was a pretty sweet deal.
"Is this your first suite?"
"Nah, man, my second."
"Remind me, what building is it in?"
"It's in F."
That's the best I can do =p Good luck improving on it! | 1 | 0 | 7 | 1,671 |
[FF] The zombie apocalypse beginning prompt. | I got a little carried away because, well, I've been dying for some sort of creative outlet and just discovered this subreddit. It's not great, especially towards the end, but it was fun to write.
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"Are you *seeing* this?"
The words yanked me from my reverie, pulling my gaze from the red light that I had been s... | 11 | 0 | 13 | 1,672 |
[FF] The zombie apocalypse beginning prompt. | It's been eight months since the first outbreaks by the Texas/Mexico border. Each bite created another, no treatment seemed to work and the infection was invariably fatal. The victim dies of cardiac arrest and septic shock, then reanimates- usually within five to twenty minutes. The victim has higher logic processes an... | 4 | 0 | 13 | 1,673 |
[FF] The zombie apocalypse beginning prompt. | Dirk sighed as he looked across his yard. So much destruction in so little time. The midday sun beat down on him and his neighbors as they worked to clear the wreckage. Birds seemed to mock them as they chirped cheerfully, seemingly thanking their feathery Gods for the clear skies and whatever fortune birds have. T... | 1 | 0 | 13 | 1,674 |
[FF] The zombie apocalypse beginning prompt. | I felt myself starting to seize and I thought, "No."
Just before that, I'd been piling the bodies onto the makeshift pyre, sloshing the gasoline strategically so as to use as little as possible, mindful of the scarcity of fuel.
A day before that, I'd been holed up in the research hospital's cafeteria, listening to ha... | 1 | 0 | 13 | 1,675 |
[FF] The zombie apocalypse beginning prompt. | Brit Ryder scootered to the back corner of the park, dodging an infestation of gangsta tweens and aiming for the lanky meth-heads. She killed the bat and coasted in silence, and then pinched the front brake to leave a black swish. Mutt twitched some and offered her his nasty Draino-flavored blend he called Muddy Blu... | 1 | 0 | 13 | 1,676 |
[FF] The zombie apocalypse beginning prompt. | **This is my first time posting here, critiques are more than welcome!**
A shell of a man peered from the window of his tenth floor apartment. He peered down on the huddled masses. On the ravaged. On the hungry.
He had been someone once. A respected doctor, conducting research on things that would change the world. A... | 1 | 0 | 13 | 1,677 |
[FF] The zombie apocalypse beginning prompt. | She stands in the doorframe, faint light is flowing past her into the room. Water is running down the dimly illuminated contours of her graceful silhouette. The sight of water droplets dispersing light into a colorful aura around her, creates a profound surge of blissfulness within me. At this moment I grasp just how b... | 1 | 0 | 13 | 1,678 |
[FF] The zombie apocalypse beginning prompt. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 13 | 1,679 |
[FF] The zombie apocalypse beginning prompt. | Ooh, this sounds *fun*. I'ma keep this brief but I might come back to /r/writingprompts with a [PI] post once I've had a day or two to think about this in depth. EDIT: failed at brevity; too much fun to write.
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It was on a Thursday that I woke up and everything was normal. I never could get the hang of Thursdays. ... | 2 | 0 | 13 | 1,680 |
[WP] Mind Uploading | 10 REGRET THIS
20 IMMORTALITY IS A CURSE
30 PLEASE HELP ME
40 GO TO 30 | 3 | 0 | 7 | 1,681 |
[WP] Mind Uploading | I can't feel my body. Then again, do I have a body? This feels so... normal. A word burns across my mind, taking down my memories, my skills and my personality. I can't panic, I don't know why, as my entire identity is ripped to shreds in front of- no, *in me.* My calmness, much unlike me, as evidenced by what data of ... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 1,682 |
[WP] Mind Uploading | Los Angeles Times
August 31, 2112
Dissociated Press
What began as a promising step toward technological immortality has turned into disaster.
The Varela family, one of Genentech Limited’s volunteer experimental families, grieved the loss of their grandmother last Saturday. Eva, 113, suffered from Mind-Identity Co... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 1,683 |
[WP] Mind Uploading | Captain Carthwright’s main screen flickered. An image of a laughing, smiling child jumped onto the monitor for just an instant. The screen went back to normal. Carthwright thumped the display.
“Stupid machines never work right,” he muttered. “The future of spaceflight, they said.”
“All of the computers are operating ... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 1,684 |
[WP] Mind Uploading | EDIT: My first piece on this subreddit. I haven't written anything since I graduated university, so I'm looking forward to doing many more short stories! Be harsh about my first piece, I could do with the criticism!
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Adam awoke from a cold boot. The sound of his old storag... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 1,685 |
[FF] Dust and mysteries | Mines a Haiku
"The little rover looks,
A body in the red martian dust,
Jimmy Hoffa is found"
Edit: If any one actually writes this make the main POV mohawk guy from Nasa. You know the one.
Edit Edit: Actually make the main POV Mohawk Guy from Nasas Mohawk. | 2 | 0 | 9 | 1,686 |
[FF] Dust and mysteries | **If You Believe They Put a Man on Mars**
"Sir, I think you should look at this."
Josh walked over to his employee's workstation.
"What is it, Kyle?" he asked.
"It's this image we got from the rover," Kyle said and pointed at his monitor.
Josh gave a startled jump back. "Is that what it looks like?" he asked.
"I ... | 1 | 0 | 9 | 1,687 |
[WP] The Last Person On Earth | I was killed and reborn in the Punic wars. Modern- well, once modern scientists called it rapid cell reconstruction, or Methuselah syndrome. They kept me locked away.
And I don't blame them.
I've gone insane from the passage of time.
I've seen my children grow old and die, my wives burned at the stake. So many times, ... | 9 | 0 | 9 | 1,688 |
[WP] The Last Person On Earth | I'm probably not the very last person on earth but I may as well be. I stopped counting the days since I last saw another living soul but I've seen three winters, or whatever winter has become. The world as I once knew it seems to have changed and I can't figure out how to wake myself up.
The Apocalypse, or at least ... | 3 | 0 | 9 | 1,689 |
[WP] The Last Person On Earth | There is actually a subreddit for last person on earth prompts :)
http://www.reddit.com/r/I_am_the_last_one/ | 3 | 0 | 9 | 1,690 |
[WP] The Last Person On Earth | *Knock knock*
Who's there?
*No one*
Ha ha.
That was funny. It was a funny joke.
I had a dream last night; there we're people in it.
That's my favorite one.
I turn to the clock, the clock struck 13. I need a new a clock. I walk to the fridge and drink milk.
No more milk left.
I look out the window; I'm so lo... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 1,691 |
[WP] The Last Person On Earth | Right now, everyone is a zombie, vampire, werewolf, alien, ghost, or werezompirostlien. Everybody else died in a nuclear bomb and the winter that followed. But before that, all the food and water on Earth ran out. But even before that, an asteroid struck the planet and destroyed pretty much everything. But before that,... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 1,692 |
[WP] The Last Person On Earth | The sun seeping in through the dusty, curtained windows finally draws me out of sleep. Most days I am awake before now, most days I am a scavenger of civilization's decay, the last lonely nomad. Most days I am not bedridden. Most days I do not make such foolish mistakes. It was foolish of me, to go leaping up the t... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 1,693 |
[WP] The Last Person On Earth | This is commonly known as the shortest horror story: The last man on Earth sat in a room. There was a knock on the door. | 3 | 0 | 9 | 1,694 |
[WP] The Last Person On Earth | Once it occurred to him, once he was sure, it was unfathomable that he hadn't known sooner. The invalidation was overwhelming. At first he thought that childhood memories would be the most painful. As he thought back, however, he felt a sense of returning to the childish state of total selfishness- an inability to empa... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 1,695 |
[WP] The Last Person On Earth | There was once an old hermit who lived in the hills. His home was a small cottage made of wood, a plain sight if there were any to see. Outside he hangs his laundry on a rope tied to a tree. It was the only tree in sight for miles and miles. In fact the whole hill was bare, save for that one tree; with its main body an... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 1,696 |
[WP] The Last Person On Earth | Someone, if you find this, you have likely found the final piece of recorded human intelligence. I suppose congradulations are in order for you. You're likely going to be very famous, and have your name in whatever equates to your kind's museums.
I simply woke up and all human life was gone. Not a soul in sight. I li... | 1 | 0 | 9 | 1,697 |
[FF] FIGHT! 500 word Max. (72 hours and Reddit Gold to the winner) | Jason looked at his phone again. "8:45 PM. Where is he?" He walked further down the alley hoping to see any sign of activity, but he saw nothing except various beer cans and the belongings of the homeless. Tap. Tap. Tap. There seemed to be a tapping from a nearby window. Walking cautiously towards it, Jason looked insi... | 1 | 0 | 19 | 1,698 |
[FF] FIGHT! 500 word Max. (72 hours and Reddit Gold to the winner) | The heavy beat of your heart pulsates through your body, you can feel it thud, the adrenalin pumping powerfully through your veins. The sound of the battle around you is muffled, as a high pitch ringing fills your ears, it drowns out the dying screams, the clash of metal, the crumpling of bodies. Your whole body is sha... | 1 | 0 | 19 | 1,699 |
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