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[WP] In the near future, someone develops a technology to download any information about anyone or anything, and then gives it to the entire world for free. how is it used? | An eerie silence swallowed the entirety of human society the day Vairdon was released. People spent countless hours searching through endless years of blurred memories and the darkest secrets of those closest to them. Prisons filled to the brim with victims of the software, marriages lay in ruins, companies decimated..... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 19,200 |
[WP] Long after our civilization has declined, a nomad chopping away at a tree stumbles across spry technologies embedded in nature by a long gone society. | *Thwak!*
The old steel axe embedded itself between the thick, oak bark. A small woodpecker stood atop one of the higher branches, pecking furiously. I looked up and gazed for a moment upon the beauty I found in nature.
"Sorry bud... I need this lumber for my fire," I lightly whispered between my heavy breathing.
*Th... | 7 | 0 | 6 | 19,201 |
[WP] Long after our civilization has declined, a nomad chopping away at a tree stumbles across spry technologies embedded in nature by a long gone society. | As usual, I woke with an aching belly. Food had been scarce recently, and I was in no shape to try to tangle with one of the creatures roaming this forest. I looked above and saw that I'd slept beneath an apple tree, but even the lowest hanging fruit was far too high and too dangerous to climb. On the bright side, it s... | 4 | 0 | 6 | 19,202 |
[WP] Long after our civilization has declined, a nomad chopping away at a tree stumbles across spry technologies embedded in nature by a long gone society. | A long and windy winter night
A weary traveler, young and bright
A tree with roots as old as time
Where up its bark did traveler climb
Below the highest, smallest notch
A traveler finds a ticking watch
And wishes there,
Up in the air,
That time were not in disrepair. | 3 | 0 | 6 | 19,203 |
[WP] Romance between a female teacher and one of her students. Plot twist: It's legalized (details inside). | The bell rang, at least fifteen testosterone ridden guys piled around me, pushing me into Ms. Ayela's classroom. All I could see was the scarlet red book laying open upon her desk, and her sitting quietly behind it.
They urged me up to her desk, practically throwing me on top of it. I pushed off the desk, attempting t... | 7 | 0 | 13 | 19,204 |
[WP] Romance between a female teacher and one of her students. Plot twist: It's legalized (details inside). | Her sly smile kills me. I just want to put a stupid, silly, sappy Bindi on her freckled forehead. To claim her as mine. To make our own little love story, to be analysed like how I analyse her. How we analyse Shakespeare together. We’re cute like that. But lately I’ve been hearing Brad say slimy, slithering, sugary wo... | 1 | 0 | 13 | 19,205 |
[WP] Romance between a female teacher and one of her students. Plot twist: It's legalized (details inside). | Okay, this didn't go like I had planned, but it was pretty interesting nonetheless. So here you go guys.
(EDIT: Fixed a few typos and some repeated phrases; also, continuity errors)
"Dear Ms. Sullivan."
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"There she is again", he thought, sighing. Pedro just ate his lunch and played ... | 2 | 0 | 13 | 19,206 |
[WP] The last main character you read or wrote about is now your arch nemesis and he decided he wants to destroy you. What do you do? | Why the hell did i have to read that, of all things i had to read THAT. Everybody knows that on your 18th birthday the protagonist from the last thing you read or watched comes to hunt you down.
After spending hours pacing in a corner i man up and accept my fate, shortly afterwards i see my wall burst open and saw his ... | 1 | 0 | 2 | 19,207 |
[WP] Two years have passed since she broke his heart. Now he's suddenly in her life again and she starts to question whether or not she's the bad person he thinks she is. | Tones drop, alarms ring, lights illuminate. The firehouse becomes abuzz with life in the early morning hours as the call came in. This particular medic flew down the street, like a bat out of hell, to help someone in need. What ever the reason, he was here to serve selflessly for his community.
Down the street, around... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 19,208 |
[WP] Two years have passed since she broke his heart. Now he's suddenly in her life again and she starts to question whether or not she's the bad person he thinks she is. | "Am I useful to you?"
His face was frozen in a cast of exceptional sangfroid, but I'd never heard such malice in his voice before. There was a saturnine glint in the corner of his eyes as he looked at me, sedulously predicting the million multitudes of responses that my brain could produce whilst realizing that howeve... | 3 | 0 | 9 | 19,209 |
[WP] Kim Jong Un is actually a good guy who cares about his people. He is trying to establish Democracy in DRPK but the military in charge will kill him if they find out. Dennis Rodman is his only confidant. | [deleted] | 10 | 0 | 5 | 19,210 |
[WP] With no warning, a bomb sent from the future arrives and detonates, leveling an entire city. What happens next? | The first reports were staggered bits of misinformation, body counts that were too high from the reporters, too low from the city council. No one knew what hit the town of Tawny. At first they thought it was China, nuking them at last, but no one could figure exactly why China might do that, especially with the new fre... | 3 | 0 | 3 | 19,211 |
[WP] With no warning, a bomb sent from the future arrives and detonates, leveling an entire city. What happens next? | Terrorists. The Arabs. China. North Korea. The Arabs again. Russia?
The initial frenzy was nothing unexpected. But it was more unnerving than other disasters. Even after months, there were no clues about who did it or how. An entire city disappeared off the face of the Earth. With such emptiness there was only specula... | 3 | 0 | 3 | 19,212 |
[WP] With no warning, a bomb sent from the future arrives and detonates, leveling an entire city. What happens next? | It wasn't until I arrived at the lip of the woods that I realized how far the blast radius had spread. I could no longer hear the sirens, the screaming, the commotion. All was eerily quiet. The white bark of the skeleton trees and dark green foliage surrounded me on all sides as I ran further in. I was running in any d... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 19,213 |
[WP] Two people from alternate universes meet, one a cop and another a criminal. They're the same person. | “Thief! Stop right there! Hey come back here? Ah fuck.” Michael sprinted after the man in the red sweater, white baseball cap and blue jeans. The thief turned down an alleyway and almost lost his face to a brick wall. “Shit.” he muttered, he looked around for somewhere to hide, but there were no bins or boxes. The cop ... | 1 | 0 | 3 | 19,214 |
[WP] Two people from alternate universes meet, one a cop and another a criminal. They're the same person. | “So, what did I do to end up in this situation?”
The young blueblood sipped his now lukewarm coffee and took a hesitant nibble at his pastry. The coffee was terrible and the pastry doubly so. In response, a pair of open palms clasped in chains requested,
“Hey, could I grab some? Haven’t eaten since this morning.”
T... | 3 | 0 | 3 | 19,215 |
[WP] “Lord, what fools these mortals be!” | "Capriciousness is not something we permit here." Oberon reclined in a tumble of mossy stones and let the cold water of the stream run over his bare feet. "It is something we positively encourage."
A rowdy cheer went up from his court and a mimosa was thrust into the King's hands by a passing sprite. The colourful g... | 3 | 0 | 8 | 19,216 |
[WP] “Lord, what fools these mortals be!” | This will be long, I'm sorry.
After defeating the Ice Giants, the remaining Norse Gods, Odin, Thor, Loki and Sif descended to earth and their chosen land, Scandinavia. What had been a rapidly converting populace quickly turned back to the Old Gods. The fierce Vikings were quickly united and formed an unstoppable Army... | 1 | 0 | 8 | 19,217 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | It's remarkable the power a woman can hold over a man. He watched her fall to her knees, still staring up at him and he couldn't help but let out a tortured scream.
His upbringing was torment but that didn't justify the stealing. He stole for himself. He received nothing but abuse at home so if someone else got someth... | 51 | 0 | 144 | 19,218 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | He stumbled back, hitting the wall behind him.
The woman sighed and rose from her knees. She brushed the alley filth from her palms. "Now why did you have to go and do something like that?"
The cement scraped the leather of his jacket as he slid down the alley wall.
"Idiot," she murmured. Her fingertips danced over t... | 126 | 0 | 144 | 19,219 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | He was tired, so very tired of living day to day. So tired of fighting to merely scrape by. He was tired of picking on the one who were weaker than him. Its not entirely his fault though he thought to himself. He was dealt a shit hand and hes making do with what was given to him, by taking what wasn't given to him from... | 6 | 0 | 144 | 19,220 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | She felt the blade protruding from her abdomen. It was too far to the left. If it had been an inch to the right the human might have escaped his fate. This is why they were told not to fraternize with the subjects. There's no predicting the outcome if things deviate from the plan. The damage was too severe, there was... | 28 | 0 | 144 | 19,221 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | -049
"How long will you scream before help arrives?" She whispered, her voice a razor in hushed gloom.
"Sheila?" Brody said in surprise. "What are you doing in Paris? Did you follow me? You've got to stop this. It isn't healthy--why would I be screaming?" He asked, suddenly alarmed.
She answered him by slowly pullin... | 5 | 0 | 144 | 19,222 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | The full moon loomed over the alley perfectly, creating a spolight for their brief encounter. She, a visitor from another world, had been here for a mere hour before she was assaulted. Though the metal and crystal buildings reached for the sky, and nature dominated and confined to 'parks,' there was still a comforting ... | 5 | 0 | 144 | 19,223 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | He stared in disbelief for a moment, his hand still tightly wrapped around the hard plastic of the knife's handle. More confused than scared at first, he tugged at the knife to stab her again and realized he couldn't pull it loose. The knife wouldn't budge a millimeter. The confusion skipped fear and went straight t... | 2 | 0 | 144 | 19,224 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | "Holy fuck, an android," shouted Steve as she gripped his hand and crushed it.
"Gyndroid, to be technical," she said pointing at her skirt. "Well, I do have a human brain, so I guess I'm more of a cyborg."
Steve fell to his knees begging as the bones in his hand cracked.
Lana looked around, "This is getting too sus... | 12 | 0 | 144 | 19,225 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | It took several moments for her words to register in his brain. The waves of adrenaline and euphoria hadn't finished passing over him. The knife...had he plunged it into a handbag my mistake? Certainly he felt the comforting sensation of cool metal sliding into that bloated sack of blood dangling off of her skeleton. M... | 3 | 0 | 144 | 19,226 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 144 | 19,227 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | He wanted to be thug. Maurice said you gotta mug people if you wanna seem fly. Well, he was going to be a thug. He had spent $40 on his knife. Skull handle. Wicked sharp blade. He felt on top of the world.
There she was. His first target. A little old lady, hardly a threat. Her purse swung to and fro. He approached ... | 7 | 0 | 144 | 19,228 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 144 | 19,229 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 144 | 19,230 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | Fiona gazed down impassively at the handle of the Ka-Bar protruding from her stomach. It didn't hurt, of course, and she could already feel her flesh beginning to knit itself back together - but it had been a while since she'd let a human get close enough to do something like that. It vaguely annoyed her.
She sighed ... | 3 | 0 | 144 | 19,231 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | As she slid the cold steel from her gut, slick with blood and bits of skin, she met her gaze to his. Her eyes began to shine and turn grey; her lips curled into a snarl and twitched as a quiet cackle emitted from her rotten teeth. "Didn't your mother teach you to treat women with more respect?" she hissed. As the mu... | 1 | 0 | 144 | 19,232 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | Her dark pupils dilated to cover her entire eye. She grabbed the knife out of her belly. The steel blade was cool and stainless just as it was before she was stabbed. The mugger just stood there like an idiot, her smart phone and a handful of jewelry in his left hand, eyes on her newly transformed eyes. The lights in t... | 1 | 0 | 144 | 19,233 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | "Nice one, dumbass," she chided as she looked at the knife, the shaking, nervous mugger paralyzed in place as he watched her. "Next time, actually *go* for a vital organ."
He felt his foot lurch back, but not before the spindly tendrils of her fingers wrapped around his jacket and yanked him close to her. She pulled t... | 2 | 0 | 144 | 19,234 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | Shawn was still doubled over from the punch she'd delivered to his solar plexus. He tried to draw a breath, but it seemed as if his diaphragm had been damaged; he couldn't get his lungs to fill, and one of his ribs crunched ominously when he attempted to stand upright. The woman leaned back against the alley wall, to... | 1 | 0 | 144 | 19,235 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 144 | 19,236 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | She felt the child growing within her uterus kick violently. The knife was pushed from her stomach and fell to the ground with a *CLANG*. Suddenly, the wound widened and opened up. Her formerly unborn child burst forth from the gash in her stomach and leapt to the ground. The infant picked up the knife and cut l... | 1 | 0 | 144 | 19,237 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | She glanced down at her watch, then at the handle of the knife that you could barely see sticking out of her stomach. whoever the man was that had stabbed her, he wouldn't have needed a knife. She pulled it out by the hook on the end of the knife, and tried to read it through the blood and the sound of him screaming. t... | 1 | 0 | 144 | 19,238 |
[WP] "I wonder," she said glancing at the knife handle poking out from her stomach and directed her gaze at him. "How long will you scream before help arrives?" He picked the wrong woman to mug. | She lowered her eyelids like speaking was a waste of her time, and turned away from the man whose feet were grounded firmly in the cement. Calmly she twists the knife in her stomach and pulls it out, letting it clatter to the ground as if it were an every day occurrence. Her attacker could do nothing, his vision was fi... | 1 | 0 | 144 | 19,239 |
[WP] A cell phone rings in your house. You realize that not only is it not yours, but it obviously belongs to someone you've never met before. How did it get there, and what do you do? | Grabbing the phone off the nightstand and picking up the call was reflexive. "Hey," Terra grumbled into her phone. No response - not even the quiet static of a dead line. The phone kept ringing. Ah, shit. Somebody had left their phone here, the maids had missed it somehow, and Terra would have the delightful task of hu... | 2 | 0 | 13 | 19,240 |
[WP] A cell phone rings in your house. You realize that not only is it not yours, but it obviously belongs to someone you've never met before. How did it get there, and what do you do? | He stared at the phone for the longest time, a confused look on his face. Where the hell did this come from?
And as if the phone knew, it began ringing. He picked it up and looked at the name. His face went paper white in sheer terror. Hesitating, he gulped and answered the call.
Hi.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Bye.
He ... | 3 | 0 | 13 | 19,241 |
[WP] A cell phone rings in your house. You realize that not only is it not yours, but it obviously belongs to someone you've never met before. How did it get there, and what do you do? | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 13 | 19,242 |
[WP] You've been stranded on an island in the Pacific, completely alone for 73 days. A voice behind you says hello. | James pushed through the brush and undergrowth of the small forest. The seventy-three days he had been there on that island had not been kind to him. His normally well-kept brown hair had grown into a thick, greasy, unkempt mat. His normally unshaven face had developed into a scraggly, brown beard.
Appearance aside, ... | 3 | 0 | 8 | 19,243 |
[WP] You've been stranded on an island in the Pacific, completely alone for 73 days. A voice behind you says hello. | "Hello?" says a calm, inquisitive voice behind me, my body stiffens, my heart beats hard in my chest, and for the longest time I put off looking round, and so I instead listening to the soothing in and out motion of the waves and the cool breeze on my face. I hear walking in the sand and without thinking twist around q... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 19,244 |
[WP] You've been stranded on an island in the Pacific, completely alone for 73 days. A voice behind you says hello. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 8 | 19,245 |
[WP] You've been stranded on an island in the Pacific, completely alone for 73 days. A voice behind you says hello. | "Hello?"
I heard a voice... her voice. It had been seventy three days. I've spent nearly two months and a fortnight alone with nothing but the sound of animals and the ocean yet I still recognized her voice. I would recognize that voice anywhere.
"Hello?"
The words escaped my mouth before I could even turn around to... | 3 | 0 | 8 | 19,246 |
[WP] You've been stranded on an island in the Pacific, completely alone for 73 days. A voice behind you says hello. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 8 | 19,247 |
An ancient covenant has been broken. Between who was this covenant, how ancient was it (do they still remember?), what was it, what are the consequences? |
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An ancient covenant has been broken. Between who was this covenant, how ancient was it (do they still remember?), what was it, what are the consequences? | For as long as the Scribes could remember, there had been the Covenant.
The Covenant was one simple commandment, one that would unify everyone, that would keep the peace in the universe, that would ultimately ensure their continued existence -- *if* the Covenant were followed.
The Covenant had been made long ago, bet... | 8 | 0 | 7 | 19,249 |
An ancient covenant has been broken. Between who was this covenant, how ancient was it (do they still remember?), what was it, what are the consequences? | They promised us knowledge. But a what expense. Our survival as a species? Or our potential for "civilized" means? They helped us with numbers, written languages, technology, everything that has since defined us as a species. Architecture that still stands to this day. They're brilliance was flawless. They're des... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 19,250 |
[WP] A time traveler sells different timelines to people who regret their past mistakes. This is his most memorable encounter. | "Please." She says, eyes watering. "I regret I ever did it. Can you change it for me?"
We're sitting at some scummy greasy spoon cafe on the worse part of the bad side of town. She has a black coffee with three sugars stirred in sitting in front of her. It's left a brown ring on the plastic table top. I've got a cup... | 131 | 0 | 138 | 19,251 |
[WP] A time traveler sells different timelines to people who regret their past mistakes. This is his most memorable encounter. | Roll up, roll up. We gotcha unrequited love timelines over here, that moment you were late for work and get fired just there and remember when you called your teacher mum? We got some lovely treats for you today, my dears.
Careful, careful. No pushing. Just give your money to my associate and we can give you anything ... | 17 | 0 | 138 | 19,252 |
[WP] A time traveler sells different timelines to people who regret their past mistakes. This is his most memorable encounter. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 138 | 19,253 |
[WP] A time traveler sells different timelines to people who regret their past mistakes. This is his most memorable encounter. | So, here I am again. They're both exactly where they were last time; Same surprised look on her face before she starts screaming at me, "Teufel! Teufel!" And the same damned stupid smirk on his face before he turns and hits her in the mouth.
"Stille", he says to her. The way he manages to both whisper and shout th... | 5 | 0 | 138 | 19,254 |
[WP] A time traveler sells different timelines to people who regret their past mistakes. This is his most memorable encounter. | I choose a secluded corner of the local library to meet today's client. The library is always a good place to meet because it is small, run-down, and everyone buries their noses in their books and pretends you don't exist. It smells of dust and old perfume and I've been bringing my clients here for years now; never onc... | 34 | 0 | 138 | 19,255 |
[WP] A time traveler sells different timelines to people who regret their past mistakes. This is his most memorable encounter. | Love the idea! Can't wait until after work to take a stab at it... or not... | 2 | 0 | 138 | 19,256 |
[WP] A time traveler sells different timelines to people who regret their past mistakes. This is his most memorable encounter. | Oranges. Oranges. Oranges. There's no oranges around, of course, even though we're in the largest greenhouse I've ever seen, and there could easily be oranges growing on one of the trees. Ripe, juicy, full of life and flavour, and..oranges. Why the fuck can I smell oranges?
She walks through the leaves, and for a mome... | 3 | 0 | 138 | 19,257 |
[WP] A time traveler sells different timelines to people who regret their past mistakes. This is his most memorable encounter. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 138 | 19,258 |
[WP] A time traveler sells different timelines to people who regret their past mistakes. This is his most memorable encounter. | « I shot and killed two people. » he says.
« I thought it was the right thing to do, but I was wrong. »
I look at the youth sitting before me. They all come to me in tears, or shaking with rage or sometimes terrified. I do what I can. I am the fixer.
I fix broken timelines. Really they're not broken per se, as any ... | 3 | 0 | 138 | 19,259 |
[WP] A time traveler sells different timelines to people who regret their past mistakes. This is his most memorable encounter. | "Everyone I have ever loved is dead. I am so far gone that I cannot remember them. I cannot remember her. I want you to make me forget."
The subject was simply titled "regret," and the sender had no trail. They never do. I change their past for them, but they're afraid of possible recognition. No dice anyway, rule #1:... | 3 | 0 | 138 | 19,260 |
[WP] A time traveler sells different timelines to people who regret their past mistakes. This is his most memorable encounter. | The old man was sitting opposite me, and he looked me straight in the eye. It was an old time traveler's technique, always look your customer in the eye; it helps you to analyse them. But they're rarely looking back. They usually look down and around, they're always nervous, fidgeting and playing with their hands. But... | 5 | 0 | 138 | 19,261 |
[WP] A time traveler sells different timelines to people who regret their past mistakes. This is his most memorable encounter. | The smoke was just thick enough to make me forget I was in a public café.
”Do you want to know when?” the man asked for the third time in 1 minute. Truth be told, I never listened to any of them. I had at least one nutcase customer a week. Last week a woman from 1982 spain wanted to go back to save her pet cabbage. Th... | 1 | 0 | 138 | 19,262 |
[WP] A time traveler sells different timelines to people who regret their past mistakes. This is his most memorable encounter. | It's nice, the work. Be your own boss and whatnot. No bigwigs coming around investigating nothing.
Really I do it for the smiles. I always wanted to make people happy. Now I make a decent living doing it. You always think jobs like these would be lucrative, strictly regulated, full of rules, in some giant facili... | 2 | 0 | 138 | 19,263 |
[WP] A time traveler sells different timelines to people who regret their past mistakes. This is his most memorable encounter. | I'm sorry that this isn't a response to the prompt, but anyone who is interested in this concept should check out the game "To the Moon". You play as these two scientists who work for a company that goes to the homes of terminally ill patients and changes their memories to grant them a wish of something they wanted to... | 1 | 0 | 138 | 19,264 |
[WP] A time traveler sells different timelines to people who regret their past mistakes. This is his most memorable encounter. | A gust of wind shook a few leaves from the trees. The autumn sun shone through the windows casting a warm glow upon the works of art within. Soon it would set, and with it, his hopes. The doctors had told him he would be dead within three months. Already on his fourth, he knew the end was near.
Against the orders of t... | 5 | 0 | 138 | 19,265 |
[WP] A time traveler sells different timelines to people who regret their past mistakes. This is his most memorable encounter. | "Hi I'm Tom Backland. So Mr....."
"Bill. My name's Bill.
"All right, Bill, how can I help you?"
"I've heard from some people that you can change the past."
Somehow he isn't the most pathetic person I've seen today. Such is the way of things when you're selling a second chance.
"Well in a manner of speaking. What w... | 2 | 0 | 138 | 19,266 |
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God exists. He is a terrorist from organisation Angel Tears in the year 3033. They have stolen time travel technology and brought the technology of their time period with them in order to the evolution control mankind. |
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God exists. He is a terrorist from organisation Angel Tears in the year 3033. They have stolen time travel technology and brought the technology of their time period with them in order to the evolution control mankind. | The forceful slap across his face stirred Vince to consciousness. It was the third time he had been so assaulted that day, but the first he did not expect. The stinging cheek was usually met by the disapproving glare of a sorority girl or the occasional gentleman when the mood struck following an attempted expedition t... | 8 | 0 | 1 | 19,269 |
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[WP] Psychological battle between two characters | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 10 | 19,275 |
[WP] Psychological battle between two characters | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 10 | 19,276 |
[WP] Psychological battle between two characters | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 10 | 19,277 |
[WP] Psychological battle between two characters | Him | Her
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Welcome back from ICU. | Missed me?
Of course. I don't need 24 hours to meditate, and it's nice to talk. | Not for me. You're insufferable.
Face it, you like our talks. Only I can give you what you want. | Oh? And what's that?
Attention. Mental stimulation. | Hah! I already get enough attention from... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 19,278 |
You're writing something new. Every single letter you type brings someone closer to their grave. [FF] | They never told me.
I'm using my typewriter. I always liked it. The sounds soothed me; its harsh clicks went perfectly with too-hot coffee as I invented whole worlds. I could bring them crashing down if I so chose. I don't have that power anymore. I will miss it, but then, I'll miss everything.
There are consequences... | 9 | 0 | 18 | 19,279 |
You're writing something new. Every single letter you type brings someone closer to their grave. [FF] | It started with an idea for a story. Not the story itself, mind you; just a couple of sentences inspiring one. Prompts without tags were sure to get the moderators' attention. But it was too late to scroll back and add a tag at the start. I'd just have to throw it on the end. Maybe they'd show mercy.
I glanced over th... | 8 | 0 | 18 | 19,280 |
You're writing something new. Every single letter you type brings someone closer to their grave. [FF] | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 18 | 19,281 |
You're writing something new. Every single letter you type brings someone closer to their grave. [FF] | ki
The sound of a click keyboard filled the quiet office.
kill
"Just type it," said the NSA director.
"Uh... are you sure this is legal," asked Tom.
The director laughed. "Everything the president orders is legal."
Tom looked down at his screen. He began to type out the command.
kill -9
"So... I'... | 5 | 0 | 18 | 19,282 |
You're writing something new. Every single letter you type brings someone closer to their grave. [FF] | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 18 | 19,283 |
You're writing something new. Every single letter you type brings someone closer to their grave. [FF] | My fingers ran along the smooth surface of the blank keys. Each activation felt so crisp. No mushy pop at the bottom. Just a small tactile climb that felt more rewarding than any hike I’d been on. Each activation sent vibrations through my entire nervous system. A small click at the end that wouldn’t be audible even if... | 1 | 0 | 18 | 19,284 |
You're writing something new. Every single letter you type brings someone closer to their grave. [FF] | Dear Arthur,
It has been quite some time since we last spoke. I hope that you are not angry with me about the incident revolving Rebecca. I - understand that I was selfish. I really REALLY am sorry that it ended with us on unfriendly terms. Me and Rebecca are expecting and I was hoping that you would be the godfather.... | 1 | 0 | 18 | 19,285 |
You're writing something new. Every single letter you type brings someone closer to their grave. [FF] | fjhadfadbiaughvoijwhflajfiSJfliZSfhlISEJfhlziseufhlsiefhlISEUfhlKEJcLSIcjhLIEcjnLiujhAWclkujHAWClkujBAWcliuBSALCjhGWlcijHSkcjhgbsckjlhabvlijbsdvhjBSDVlkjizbvlkjzbhdfv;jhSDv;oizjdfv;kznsdv;ozndvlkjznevliuznsdvjhbZSckjhzbsdujhbzsdlkjxcvlkbjsdvlkjhbsdvlizsbdvliujzsbdvlihjsbdvkjhbsdv'
Good riddance. | 1 | 0 | 18 | 19,286 |
You're writing something new. Every single letter you type brings someone closer to their grave. [FF] | Is the giant typewriter comfortable, Janice? At this time, the one notion rolling back and forth in that critical mind has to be: "Which letter am I tied to? What will he type to end my horrid little life? Which metal arm will smash the sweet, innocent Janice against the massive parchment?"
Perhaps we can take stock. ... | 3 | 0 | 18 | 19,287 |
You're writing something new. Every single letter you type brings someone closer to their grave. [FF] | I'm trying to remember if the man I met is the same as the man I know now.
The day we met was cold and it was raining. The trains were delayed and I was exhausted before departing. If it had not been delayed we would have never met. As I fell asleep he came to me and stuck with me until the evening when I arrived home... | 1 | 0 | 18 | 19,288 |
[WP] Write a love story about a raincoat. | Until his last day he will remember the first time he saw her. She was beautiful, light, and warm, full of life. All Fall and Winter they would see each other every day.
He could never get close enough. The occasional touch, a glancing brush was all they ever shared. If only he could tell her how he felt. If only he c... | 3 | 0 | 15 | 19,289 |
[WP] Write a love story about a raincoat. | I was eating my lunch at a diner right next to that big library downtown. The place is pretty cheap, has great pancakes, and the waitress, an older lady with a face that once probably was beautiful, is really nice to me. Money isn't exactly what a cab driver has plenty of, and my cooking isn't nearly as good as what th... | 1 | 0 | 15 | 19,290 |
[WP] Write a love story about a raincoat. | June stretching out with her fingernails perfectly painted with scenes from the Epic of Gilgamesh hit ctrl, alt, delete locking her computer before rising from her desk. Heading to the elevator she picked up her yellow mackintosh coat and a blue scarf. June fumbled for a moment checking the coat pocket for her lighter ... | 1 | 0 | 15 | 19,291 |
[WP] Write a love story about a raincoat. | WIP [Work in Progress]
"...Yes, and that is why I asked the question."
"Well he still seemed pretty pissed about it." Jared spoke hastily, "And trust me, you do not want Abernathy on your ass, or else your final grade ends up being a B minus."
"Did he seem angry? Sometimes it is hard to tell whether he is thinking o... | 2 | 0 | 15 | 19,292 |
[WP] Write a love story about a raincoat. | On May 7, 1982, it was during puddle-splashing that a bit of brown mud stuck to the yellow vinyl, just below the arm. She was filling the air with spent rain, oblivious to the protesting of her chilly shins.
~
On May 9, 1983, a new pair of boots came to help break her reflection. A touch of a new hand to the shiny h... | 1 | 0 | 15 | 19,293 |
[WP] You die in a tragic accident. While sitting on a bench in purgatory, Mr/Mrs.Death approaches you and says, "Pick a game, any game, and if you are the victor, I'll send you back to the day before the accident." | All the stories about Death, you know who came closest? Two sources. The Navajo and Neil Gaiman. Death has a sense of humor. And he talks in all caps.
When you die, the time between isn't instantaneous. Was your leg broken? You feel it heal. You have time to test it out before you arrive at Death's door. He wants you ... | 15 | 0 | 31 | 19,294 |
[WP] You die in a tragic accident. While sitting on a bench in purgatory, Mr/Mrs.Death approaches you and says, "Pick a game, any game, and if you are the victor, I'll send you back to the day before the accident." | I was sitting on a bench but had no idea how I got there.
I glanced around. I was in some room with no windows. Just the bench I sat on and two doors on the wall in front of me. One on the left and one on the right. Soft music played through speakers I couldn’t see. Even though I couldn’t hear the depth of the music, ... | 4 | 0 | 31 | 19,295 |
[WP] You die in a tragic accident. While sitting on a bench in purgatory, Mr/Mrs.Death approaches you and says, "Pick a game, any game, and if you are the victor, I'll send you back to the day before the accident." | _"Yeah, so sometimes I give second-chances. Do-over, you know? So how about we play a game and you win, I'll take you back to yesterday."_
I was bored and didn't really believe him. A big puffy zit protruded from the stubble on his chin. He was wearing a gray heather t-shirt and charcoal jeans, his hair slicked ... | 10 | 0 | 31 | 19,296 |
[WP] You die in a tragic accident. While sitting on a bench in purgatory, Mr/Mrs.Death approaches you and says, "Pick a game, any game, and if you are the victor, I'll send you back to the day before the accident." | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 31 | 19,297 |
[WP] You die in a tragic accident. While sitting on a bench in purgatory, Mr/Mrs.Death approaches you and says, "Pick a game, any game, and if you are the victor, I'll send you back to the day before the accident." | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 31 | 19,298 |
[WP] You die in a tragic accident. While sitting on a bench in purgatory, Mr/Mrs.Death approaches you and says, "Pick a game, any game, and if you are the victor, I'll send you back to the day before the accident." | "Tic tac toe"
WHAT?
"I choose tic tac toe"
SIGH
With a flourish a desk, a dry erase board and a marker appeared before them. With a slight gesture of death's bony hand a perfect 3 by 3 grid appeared in the center of the board.
Fred placed his circle in the middle of the board. Death placed an X in a corner. After... | 83 | 0 | 31 | 19,299 |
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