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[WP] You stay up all night in hiding to catch whoever has been vandalizing your parents' house. You can't believe what you see.	It was really getting on my nerves. I was used to being grounded, but usually it was something I had actually done. And breaking and stealing stuff in our home was definitely not my idea of having fun. The only way I would be able to fix this was to find proof that it was someone else. The problem was that if it wasn...	6	11	17,700
[WP] You stay up all night in hiding to catch whoever has been vandalizing your parents' house. You can't believe what you see.	My eyes were adjusted to the dark enough for me to see the time on the grandfather clock, 3:24 a.m. I had carefully positioned myself into the china cabinet over four hours ago and my legs are cramping hard. But, I had to know who was damaging Mom's stuff. She was devastated after losing the porcelain doll her late f...	4	11	17,701
[WP] You stay up all night in hiding to catch whoever has been vandalizing your parents' house. You can't believe what you see.	I crouched and shivered in the large bushes that bordered my family's house, clutching a supersoaker loaded with unsweetened kool-aid. Whichever neighborhood brat or local fraternity that had been TP-ing our house would not get away with it again, they would be leaving blue. I'd been there for two hours already, and w...	3	11	17,702
[WP] You stay up all night in hiding to catch whoever has been vandalizing your parents' house. You can't believe what you see.	Someone had been spray-painting swastikas and writing anti-Semitic slurs on our house for months. They'd sneak in at odd hours, during the day or night, whenever we weren't there to catch them and cover every inch of the place in every manner of hate and racism. There were Odin glyph's, black crosses, black stencils of...	3	11	17,703
[FF] You're in a stasis tube heading into deep space on a mission. You're conscious enough to think, but cannot move. ~400 words.	First time posting. Exactly 400 words. Tell me what you think. They told me it would be like taking an extended nap and waking up at our destination. Damn lying bastards! I am currently wide awake trapped in a frozen body I can’t even feel. Well, at least my implant still works and connects, so I might as well start ...	2	5	17,704
[PM] Horror fanboy wanting horror prompts!	Paranoid mental facility patient just failed his third appeal to be released. He was sure, dead sure, that he was cured this time. After replaying over the conversation over and over, in the shower, in the rec room, he finally comes up with a good counter-argument as he turns out the lights and goes to bed. Just as he'...	2	2	17,705
[PM] Horror fanboy wanting horror prompts!	A grown-up orphan wakes up on in a desolate place, isolated from the rest of the world, discovering that she is trapped there with someone pretending to be her natural parents.	2	2	17,706
[PM] Horror fanboy wanting horror prompts!	It's there, isn't it? Just waiting for you to open your eyes.	1	2	17,707
[PM] Horror fanboy wanting horror prompts!	You wake up and realise you have slowly been turning into a pumpkin while asleep.	1	2	17,708
[PM] Horror fanboy wanting horror prompts!	Somethings knocking on your window whilst you're in bed... After a few minutes you realise the knocking is actually coming from inside, not out.	2	2	17,709
[WP] Extroversion has officially died out. All currently living humans are introverted.	Year 231 after extroverts have died off. Hi, Doctor James here. Year 3451. Humanity is at its brink. Since no one wants to speak to one another we've been dying out. Not even wars are waged due to the fact one has to communicate in order to lead armies and fight alongside one another. Our civilization has crumbled b...	2	5	17,710
[WP] Extroversion has officially died out. All currently living humans are introverted.	(third edit: More stuff and more typos fixed) My friend invited me to a club recently. It was the most amazing thing I could experience. Would you believe that people in clubs just used to get drunk and talk about stupid things and dance without hope for ending? And worst of all was the music. The volume. You couldn'...	3	5	17,711
[WP] A normal human is suddenly fully aware of a fourth dimension, and is able to travel into and out of it at will	[deleted]	1	2	17,712
[WP] A normal human is suddenly fully aware of a fourth dimension, and is able to travel into and out of it at will	She saw everything and realized that all was an echo of a greater existence that had already happened. Reality flew from her hands and it came and went again and again, every time a bit more diluted like a drop of black ink in the sea. There was no past nor future, just an illusion of time. And with reality, her body d...	1	2	17,713
[WP] You interview an old man claiming to be frequently abducted by aliens. You realise during the interview that this man is the future you.	I couldn't believe him. It was so hard to believe it. A little voice in my head was saying I should, but I couldn't. He said my birthday, my first day in college, my social security, my parent's name... He then said my deepest darkest secret, in a low, grumbled tone. He teared up. So did I. I asked if it still affects...	2	3	17,714
[WP] In an alternate reality, pick an animal that has ascended to sentience and has taken over the world, making humans an endangered and hunted species.	Trenn felt their beady red eyes on him, tracking him as he ran. He felt their huge flat presences high above, circling lazily, while he crashed through the foliage. He felt their lofty amusement as they cackled to each other in their rough language, their raucous loud voices echoing across the sky. Mocking him for his ...	3	4	17,715
[IP] "War in your bedroom" A scene similar to this picture happens in your room when you wake up.	Before I start my story, cool pictures! "This is Sierra - 117, over. Moving the Mantis closer to the clone forces". The clone troopers and battle droids were cornered, next to the open door that led to the hallway. The UNSC and Covenant forces surrounded them, on two sides. It was war, between the Lego clones and dro...	1	3	17,716
[WP] A man wakes up from slumber to discover an unknown creature standing in the middle of his bedroom	The bed springs did their best to hold up the sweating, gigantic body of Paul as he turned in his sleep. His hand searched for the one sweet spot inside of his folds that urgently needed to be scratched, as he gently came to consciousness. His eyes fluttered gently open as Paul grew more aware of his surroundings; his ...	1	7	17,717
[WP] A man wakes up from slumber to discover an unknown creature standing in the middle of his bedroom	The early hour sunlight crept in through the windows. I stirred, feeling rather nauseous from my night of solitary drinking. My night went like any other of my lonely nights, mixed drink, some television, followed by music before I finally stumbled into bed. A routine I came to both enjoy and dread as time progressed, ...	2	7	17,718
[WP] A man wakes up from slumber to discover an unknown creature standing in the middle of his bedroom	-044 It came creeping while I lay sleeping in my bed alone. With covers twisted and eyes fogged and misted, I reached for for my telephone. He turned to linger and wagged his finger, giving me time to think. His first word was the language of the birds-- devine but out of synch. I did, at tha...	1	7	17,719
[WP] You are a superhero and you suddenly have a vision, in that vision you speak with a long dead friend who explains to you that you accidently "stole" your powers from him/her, they also explain that you unknowingly caused their death in the accident that led to you gaining their powers	It had been years since he had seen this alleyway, but the images were so strongly etched that no span of time, nor amount of drink, could erase them; waking up without memories is not something you forget. It had been cold that day, colder than usual for March. That was what he had first noticed. Like a newborn being...	2	11	17,720
[OT[ A helpful tool to kickstart your writing!	[deleted]	1	6	17,721
[OT[ A helpful tool to kickstart your writing!	Deletes your vowels? Pestering noises and images? Don't you find that distracting?	1	6	17,722
[IP] http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2010/082/a/2/Space_station_dock_view_by_Dekus.jpg	http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2010/082/a/2/Space_station_dock_view_by_Dekus.jpg	1	0	17,723
[IP] http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2010/082/a/2/Space_station_dock_view_by_Dekus.jpg	FYI: That's not how links work.	1	0	17,724
No lightsabers, No spaceships, No funny looking aliens. Write a Star Wars story.	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.)	3	24	17,725
No lightsabers, No spaceships, No funny looking aliens. Write a Star Wars story.	FWOOOOOOOSH! Welcome to the Monument Hotel - 125,000 of the finest rooms Coruscant has to offer. I'm Nikolai Syhlo, night clerk extraordinaire and, sorry, we're all booked up tonight with the big Senate committee in charge of writing some new vegetable tax in town. Which, of course, is why I'm currently demonstra...	5	24	17,726
No lightsabers, No spaceships, No funny looking aliens. Write a Star Wars story.	<In a break between sandstorms, we see a young, blonde-haired boy working tirelessly at a moisture collector.> Twin suns blazing, hot sand blowing, Uncle Owen yelling. Yup, it's another regular day on Tatooine. For whatever reason, Uncle Owen has me out here, fixing the moisture vaporator over in the third sect...	7	24	17,727
No lightsabers, No spaceships, No funny looking aliens. Write a Star Wars story.	Long before the stories told Of Sith and Jedi, young and old. Before the wars and countless deaths We were united. One heart, one breath. None were rulers, titles held no sway, There were no paths, no perfect way. Knowledge is all we truly sought, But then in some a perversion caught. *Changed i...	1	24	17,728
No lightsabers, No spaceships, No funny looking aliens. Write a Star Wars story.	It was a small house in a small neighbourhood. Near it was a small school, a small park, and a small plaza. In that plaza was a small store, and it was a store that sold toys of all sorts to all the girls and boys of the neighbourhood. They were two small boys, running up the front steps of the small house and dashin...	3	24	17,729
No lightsabers, No spaceships, No funny looking aliens. Write a Star Wars story.	[deleted]	1	24	17,730
No lightsabers, No spaceships, No funny looking aliens. Write a Star Wars story.	The rain continued to fall down. Mercilessly. That's something we had in common. I've been stalking her for months, but never have I been this close to her. I've tracked her to 3 planets, and finally end up here in the deepest slums of Coruscant. I watched her through the dimly lit porthole in her apartment. The rain...	1	24	17,731
No lightsabers, No spaceships, No funny looking aliens. Write a Star Wars story.	“Luke!” Luke sat up with a bolt. Uncle Owen was coming. It’s too damn hot to drive cattle today. “Luke! Dammit boy where the hell are ya?” Luke picked up his hat and stood up out of the shade of the scrub bush where he had been taking a nap. “Over here Uncle Owen!” “Luke. I need your help, I..” Owen eyed Luke ...	1	24	17,732
No lightsabers, No spaceships, No funny looking aliens. Write a Star Wars story.	Byron shifted in his seat, his new uniform was stiff and still quite uncomfortable. His recruiter didn't have his size and he was told he could get a new uniform once he made it to the training academy. Byron was not a conscript, in fact, Talus was exempt from conscription entirely. That was something for the outer ...	1	24	17,733
No lightsabers, No spaceships, No funny looking aliens. Write a Star Wars story.	"Aaeeiiiiiiaaaahh!" He heard them again, sounding out to one another through the trees. They were right on top of him. It wouldn't be long now before they would finally catch up. Olan had barely managed to escape the chaos with his life, and now those furry fucks were right on his tail. It all seemed like a blur to ...	1	24	17,734
[WP] Instead of being married by a judge, couples are married by a jury.	"It's going to be fine." My fiancée squeezed my hand and offered me a small smile. Her words resonate through the huge courtroom. I returned it weakly, staring at the six chairs that held so much presence in the room, even when empty. “I hope so. I promise I’ll try to not screw it up.” “I trust you. We can do this. It’...	14	29	17,735
[WP] Instead of being married by a judge, couples are married by a jury.	[deleted]	1	29	17,736
[WP] You are a sleeper cell agent, and after seven years of waiting, you are finally given the order to begin your mission of ruination- however it involves killing everyone that you've met since you began living your fake-life.	"Is everybody dead?" She has watched me kill, but she thinks that I will spare her. I can see it in her eyes. She is on the floor, legs folded beneath her. Her summer dress is bunched around her knees, soaking in her brother's blood. She is still grasping his hand, stroking if gently with her thumbs as if he isn't bey...	9	5	17,737
[WP] You are a sleeper cell agent, and after seven years of waiting, you are finally given the order to begin your mission of ruination- however it involves killing everyone that you've met since you began living your fake-life.	I can't believe you actually managed to trick me with that second last sentence, I'm usually an extremely pessimistic sort of guy with writing. Very nice, I quite enjoyed it :)	2	5	17,738
[WP] You are a sleeper cell agent, and after seven years of waiting, you are finally given the order to begin your mission of ruination- however it involves killing everyone that you've met since you began living your fake-life.	I felt a buzz in my left wrist. It woke me from my sleep and I checked the clock. “3:05”, grinned the devil red numbers. I groaned while my heart began to pick up its pace. My wrist buzzed again. It would keep buzzing until I checked my messages. It was an implant linked to a mobile. I had had it since I was twelve. I ...	4	5	17,739
A group of adventurers make it to the final boss, who happens to be a man sitting behind a desk.	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.)	3	8	17,740
A group of adventurers make it to the final boss, who happens to be a man sitting behind a desk.	Arglot the dwarf was first to speak. "What's the meaning of this?" He demanded angrily, "You're the leader?" The man nodded silently and opened his mouth to speak but Arglot cut him off. "Seriously? I left my family and went a long time without my precious beer to fight a skinny little man." He turned to his companions...	2	8	17,741
A group of adventurers make it to the final boss, who happens to be a man sitting behind a desk.	"Hello. You all must be exhausted. Please, take a seat. I assure you, there are no traps there." The man said. He wa in a simple suit and tie, close-cropped hair, and was pale. Paler than should be normal. The adventurers stayed standing. Well, all except the rogue. He sat down on the poofiest of the comfortable chair...	7	8	17,742
A group of adventurers make it to the final boss, who happens to be a man sitting behind a desk.	A small lamp burned steadily on the polished desk. The human wore a pair of thin spectacles on the edge of his nose. Stacks of parchment occupied a far corner of the work surface. He read through pages at a time, scribbling notes on another sheet. Empty ink bottles on the floor suggested the man was rather busy. From ...	9	8	17,743
A group of adventurers make it to the final boss, who happens to be a man sitting behind a desk.	"Good evening, brave adventurers." The party of four was surprised at what they were looking at. At the top of the gargantuan tower, filled with dragons, orcs, skeletons, demons, and zombies, through the blood-stained door with severed heads and the stone walls with the corpses of the damned, was this completely unexp...	2	8	17,744
A group of adventurers make it to the final boss, who happens to be a man sitting behind a desk.	"You stand before a mighty door. Carved from a downed branch of Yggdrasil itself it seems impossible to break. Gouges and burn marks cover the surface from the failed attempts of many parties before yours. A dwarf axe made a deep cut here, an spell of flames made that burn, and an elvish arrow head still lay embedde...	1	8	17,745
Be nice...	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	1	17,746
[WP] An old homeless man shivers in an alleyway one cold winter night and, believing it to be his last few hours, writes about his experiences	My first night on the streets I was told to shove newspaper down my trousers and in my jacket to keep myself warm. I could have the whole archive of the Times scrunched close to my body tonight and the wind would still try to shave my flesh from my bones like a razor with an ugly disposition. You learn the ways of the ...	8	22	17,747
[WP] An old homeless man shivers in an alleyway one cold winter night and, believing it to be his last few hours, writes about his experiences	Herein lies the final words and testimony of Arthur Austin. A human, a father, a broken man. It’s cold tonight, really cold. You need fight to survive a night like this. That fight has long been sucked out of me and with a mixture of fear and hope I tell you, reader; I believe this night will be my last. How did I ge...	2	22	17,748
[WP] An old homeless man shivers in an alleyway one cold winter night and, believing it to be his last few hours, writes about his experiences	-043 My Sins and Selfless Acts The cold is my chest. It has been for days. Tonight the temperature will drop, and my end is upon me. No one will miss me. I'm a vagabond, a homeless wretch, and I've been living rough for nineteen years. It wasn't always thus. I wasn't born to poverty. I wear it like a coat, but to...	3	22	17,749
[WP] An old homeless man shivers in an alleyway one cold winter night and, believing it to be his last few hours, writes about his experiences	Tonight was the night; deaths shadow had grown too far around me and much too dark; there was no escape from this. To think that my voluntary exile from the University would have led to this. It was the Pixie dust that got me, I'm off it now but it's far too late. Since leaving the halls of edification I have stolen, c...	2	22	17,750
[WP] An old homeless man shivers in an alleyway one cold winter night and, believing it to be his last few hours, writes about his experiences	I’m cold, my stomach reminds me of how little I’ve had to eat but my body wont react to get up on my feet. I’ve got nothing to give, nothing to share. I left my family alone moved out west to chase a woman I met in my dreams. When I got there I couldn’t find her not a trace. No job no ID nothing it was fun at first but...	2	22	17,751
[WP] An old homeless man shivers in an alleyway one cold winter night and, believing it to be his last few hours, writes about his experiences	I always wanted to write for a living and here I am, living some sick twisted version of my dream. One half-used pen from some downtown insurance agency and the rest of the space on this oil blotted McDonald’s carry out bag. Write what you know they say. And I suppose I know a lot more now. I know all about marriage,...	2	22	17,752
[WP] An old homeless man shivers in an alleyway one cold winter night and, believing it to be his last few hours, writes about his experiences	[deleted]	1	22	17,753
[WP] A sentient species evolved alongside humans here on Earth, concealed mainly because they live in the dark depths of the oceans where no human has ever reached. And they are at the brink of war with humans.	In the depths of our oceans, deeper than we could dream, there was a force building, slowly but surely, edging, ever so slowly to breaking point. Was it something we overlooked? Possibly. In legends they have often been referred to by many names, mermaids, sirens, and sometimes kraken, they have been there watching us ...	9	43	17,754
[WP] A sentient species evolved alongside humans here on Earth, concealed mainly because they live in the dark depths of the oceans where no human has ever reached. And they are at the brink of war with humans.	Great prompt, one remark though: I highly doubt they would be more advanced due to their peaceful ways. War and the need to create better, stronger weapons and defenses against those weapons drives technological advance immensely. Take the V2 for example. If not for war nobody would have though about creating a rocket ...	7	43	17,755
[WP] A sentient species evolved alongside humans here on Earth, concealed mainly because they live in the dark depths of the oceans where no human has ever reached. And they are at the brink of war with humans.	[deleted]	2	43	17,756
[WP] A sentient species evolved alongside humans here on Earth, concealed mainly because they live in the dark depths of the oceans where no human has ever reached. And they are at the brink of war with humans.	[deleted]	1	43	17,757
[WP] A sentient species evolved alongside humans here on Earth, concealed mainly because they live in the dark depths of the oceans where no human has ever reached. And they are at the brink of war with humans.	[deleted]	1	43	17,758
[WP] A sentient species evolved alongside humans here on Earth, concealed mainly because they live in the dark depths of the oceans where no human has ever reached. And they are at the brink of war with humans.	[deleted]	3	43	17,759
[WP] A sentient species evolved alongside humans here on Earth, concealed mainly because they live in the dark depths of the oceans where no human has ever reached. And they are at the brink of war with humans.	"We've done the best we can. But it's time, Father." The old man closed his eyes, his face sagging in defeat. His limbs lay swollen around him, putrid. It has been some time since he last moved them. His son sat beside him, a mixture of disgust and agony etched into his face as he looked down at what the humans and the...	6	43	17,760
[WP] A sentient species evolved alongside humans here on Earth, concealed mainly because they live in the dark depths of the oceans where no human has ever reached. And they are at the brink of war with humans.	This was one of the last times we would meet. "This action can no longer be tolerated. It's either us or them!" "We can't just jump to a military conflict. They don't even realise they're doing anything wrong." "Don't realise?! How could anyone not see the damage they're causing to the biosphere?!" Our Quorum of 5...	1	43	17,761
[WP] A superhero reveals his identity to the public. No one is surprised by it.	[deleted]	2	4	17,762
[WP] A superhero reveals his identity to the public. No one is surprised by it.	"I can not go on with this farce any longer. I am not really the hero you think I am. I'm . . . Bruce Wayne." He stood above the crowd and removed his cowl and cape. "We know." The crowd shouted back. "I know you think you knew, but you didn't. I get it a secret all these years." Bruce told them. "We know." They roa...	2	4	17,763
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	Fucking Fred!	96	462	17,764
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	Man, I have to say that this prompt is my favorite one since I've joined this sub and you did a great job with it.	65	462	17,765
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	Damn... I knew Fred was gonna do something...	13	462	17,766
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	Hello new friend my name is Fred, the words you hear are in my head. I say, I say, my name is Fred and I've been very... NAAAAUGHTY.	9	462	17,767
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	Wait a minute guys... Fred rhymes with dead! Mind. Blown.	14	462	17,768
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	[deleted]	4	462	17,769
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	interesting concept but...if the world was large or had our population, being in the first 1000 would make you happy i would assume. /shrug. just my thinking on it. interesting read tho.	8	462	17,770
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	great story, but one thing that is confusing: how come seeing the number 79 over Fred's head doesnt raise a flag, given that some people died and the numbers decreased	3	462	17,771
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	Tricky things, those numbers. Not a man alive questions them today – it’s the natural order, after all. Your number determines everything, but it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter unless you’re in the top…hundred thousand, or so. Even then, it doesn’t matter much. It only matters if you’re Consortium. If you’re one of ...	16	462	17,772
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	Not. Bad. Fun to read. +/u/dogetipbot 100 doge	3	462	17,773
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	How are the numbers determined? How many people have numbers? If everyone has a number, then 22 would be pretty damn good already. But if I consider that there was a catastrophe eliminating millions, I could see how it would be plausible for someone to skyrocket less than 5 figures.	1	462	17,774
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	This is similar to the plot for Afro Samurai in a way. I like it!	5	462	17,775
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	[deleted]	1	462	17,776
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	I remember when you made this the first time! Very well done! I've been working on a bit myself, actually.. :P But this is much better than what I've got. Thank you for this!	1	462	17,777
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	I don't know why, but this made me incredibly fucking angry.	1	462	17,778
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	[deleted]	1	462	17,779
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	If everyone is trying to kill the people with the smallest numbers, why would anybody want the smallest numbers? I feel like I'm missing something.	1	462	17,780
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	At times I wasn't sure if it was good or bad. Knowing exactly... well, at least approximately, when you were going to die. When you're young, and the number floating above your head sprawls out wide. A million possibilities. I woke up today feeling a bit under the weather. I'm #22. People don't last forever, even by ...	5	462	17,781
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	Woah! This is my prompt, and you absolutely killed it! I'm so happy to see someone's response to it be so welcomed by everyone. That was my goal, 'cause I never quite could take off with it myself. Anyway, yeah, great job! I hope you enjoyed writing it. :)	2	462	17,782
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	[deleted]	1	462	17,783
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	I don't know about you But I feel 22	1	462	17,784
[PI] In this world, everything is determined by the number floating over your head. Everything. And when numbers ahead of you die or get killed, yours moves closer to the coveted position of #1. You're number 22. For now.	The Lannisters send their regards.	2	462	17,785
[EU] Rock Lee gets chakra. What does he do with it?	Rock Lee always has chakra, he just can't do ninjutsu or genjutsu. Either it's out of his grasp, or there is something that makes him completely unable to do it.	1	1	17,786
[WP] A group of human join (out of necessity) an alien French Foreign Legion style army. The survivors become greatly respected.	Two hundred clicks out, and the Transport cluster we are escorting gets hit. Of course. This is Sector RR22A. Right on the border of Imperium Space. We knew this would be happening. I just had no idea there would have been so many of them. Something about the "Drakhahn" class Medium Interceptors they use to hit tran...	8	5	17,787
[WP] A group of human join (out of necessity) an alien French Foreign Legion style army. The survivors become greatly respected.	The fucking cold. It gets everyone eventually. Even the Huru complain when it gets around 200 Kelvin In moments like these, I try to remember why the fuck I ever signed up for HPL. They can’t even pronounce our names correctly. To them, I am Junatam and the guy huddling next to me is Juhne. We’re originally from So...	8	5	17,788
[PM] Prompt me something without a happy ending..	You've lost your only reason to live	1	2	17,789
[PM] Prompt me something without a happy ending..	[deleted]	1	2	17,790
[PM] Prompt me something without a happy ending..	You are famous, and loved, and rich, every day is better than the day before, then you suddenly wake up and realize you've been in a coma for twelve years and all your fame, riches, family, friends, and achievements all took place in your mind when the reality is you're the son of the pedophile that put you in a coma.	1	2	17,791
[PM] Prompt me something without a happy ending..	[deleted]	1	2	17,792
[PM] Prompt me something without a happy ending..	A couple is together for a long period of time, but have yet to really do anything that would negatively impact the other. Their first and last life challenge to face is one that if one chooses to do something it saves the other, but they acting party loses everything in the process.	1	2	17,793
[WP] A world where people's shadows attempt to kill them when they aren't looking.	Noon, lunch break time. Mark stepped out of the warehouse building and into the bright sun. He rounded the corner of the structure to smoke and find a bit of peace and quiet. The straps of his safety light 2000 had been digging into this shoulders all day. The contraption was a large battery hanging off his back co...	3	2	17,794
[CW] An expository passage turned to linguistic quibbling.	"Anyways, we got a meetin' with Sunny Da Bull. No guns, just us, he picks the place. Alls goes wells, we can eloquate our sit-e-ation and get this misunderstandin' rectifi-ed." Rocky said, chomping his over sized cigar. "Uuhh, 'scuse me boss, but uuuuhh.." The large man began. "Spit it out, Knuckles, I ain'ts gots al...	3	2	17,795
[CW] Authorize an allegory about alcohol abuse with alliteration.	Substantive spirits send Samuel somewhere scandalous; stories spread spontaneously of syphilis and sorrow. Subject sits sobbing in sewer, spilled sambuca surrounding, splattered in self-spew. Sam swears off swig and swallow, sleeps, starts again on Saturday.	2	3	17,796
[CW] Authorize an allegory about alcohol abuse with alliteration.	During delight I drink and drunkenness I dance. During depression and duress I devour, the deed draws out demons desiring to deal death. Desisting is delicate and difficult.	2	3	17,797
[MODPOST] Two weeks left for the novelette contest!	Panic mode activating. Kidding, but man, I'm probably not even halfway done. I really need to get work done on this thing and hopefully with whatever time I have left to edit it up. There have been some unexpected events I ended up writing which I thought I'd have done differently, but overall I feel it's an improv...	6	17	17,798
[MODPOST] Two weeks left for the novelette contest!	Sounds like fun. I'll wait until the night before it's due to start or I'll over think it.	2	17	17,799

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