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[WP] A lonely man with Alzheimer's plans his own 80th birthday party, forgets , and thinks someone else has planned it for him. | "Oh my," he said, walking back into the room. "Oh my goodness."
Everything was absolutely perfect. No measure, no matter how seemingly inconsequential, was spared. Every detail must have been meticulously planned weeks -- even months -- ahead of time. The empty dining room was wonderfully peaceful, although he wondere... | 183 | 0 | 273 | 19,800 |
[WP] A lonely man with Alzheimer's plans his own 80th birthday party, forgets , and thinks someone else has planned it for him. | -051
"Whatcha doing Walter?" Gena asked.
"Making the most of my illness." He said, hanging a garland of streamers above the door. "They're going to be deliverying my cake to the lobby. Would you be a sweetheart and bring it in here when it arrives?" He checked his watch.
"Sure, big guy." Gena replied.
"But . . . bu... | 20 | 0 | 273 | 19,801 |
[WP] A lonely man with Alzheimer's plans his own 80th birthday party, forgets , and thinks someone else has planned it for him. | No one yelled surprise and no one appeared from behind the furniture as he had expected. Maybe his wife and son had set the party whilst he was upstairs. “Why would they leave it like this?” he said to the absent party guests, gesturing to the half hung party banner and the present that remained half wrapped.
"Hello"... | 1 | 0 | 273 | 19,802 |
[WP] A lonely man with Alzheimer's plans his own 80th birthday party, forgets , and thinks someone else has planned it for him. | "What's all this for?" Gerald says as he walks into his living room. There's a banner hung over his fireplace with the words "Happy Birthday," written all over it.
On the table in front of him, there was a cake. A chocolate cake. It was his favorite. At least, he thought it was. It seemed like a taste he'd once loved... | 4 | 0 | 273 | 19,803 |
[WP] A lonely man with Alzheimer's plans his own 80th birthday party, forgets , and thinks someone else has planned it for him. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 273 | 19,804 |
[WP] A lonely man with Alzheimer's plans his own 80th birthday party, forgets , and thinks someone else has planned it for him. | This is the first time i've responded to a writing prompt, so go easy!
*It’s perfect* he thought. The man set down the birthday cake he had lovingly baked and decorated himself. The chocolate batter that he had whipped up from scratch had perfectly settled into an airy and rich pastry, which he had then covered with s... | 4 | 0 | 273 | 19,805 |
[WP] A lonely man with Alzheimer's plans his own 80th birthday party, forgets , and thinks someone else has planned it for him. | The wax *8* and *0* melted atop the small chocolate cake dripping white and red beads onto the glossy brown frosting. Matte green cursive interrupted the pristine shine of the cake’s surface, sculpted into the exclamation, “Happy Birthday Ben!” A lone, shriveled man sat hunching over the candles in a state of delirium.... | 2 | 0 | 273 | 19,806 |
[WP] A lonely man with Alzheimer's plans his own 80th birthday party, forgets , and thinks someone else has planned it for him. | Gordon looked over the room. It was all perfect. He thought it was a bit silly to hang a birthday banner for his 80th birthday, but what the hell, it's not often to have an excuse to get everyone together. The cake looked amazing. He even made sure to have a small cake for Anna's friend Geraldine ready, lactose intoler... | 1 | 0 | 273 | 19,807 |
[WP] A lonely man with Alzheimer's plans his own 80th birthday party, forgets , and thinks someone else has planned it for him. | Just seems like a good topic to briefly mention a poem I once wrote along a similar line- an old man is talking to an old woman about a girl he knew when he was young... without realizing he married the girl and grew old with her, without realizing he's talking to the woman he's talking about. | 1 | 0 | 273 | 19,808 |
[WP] A lonely man with Alzheimer's plans his own 80th birthday party, forgets , and thinks someone else has planned it for him. | I watch as Ruth walked back into her room. A smile encompassed her face life the glow of the dawning sun. She squealed in joy, half gasp with her gasp, glancing from cake to banner with a smile.
“Oh my goodness how lovely.” She said, with an enthusiasm beyond her age. “Look at that it’s even in turquoise! My god it’s... | 1 | 0 | 273 | 19,809 |
[WP] A petty argument between two young children is revealed to be the internal dialogue of a major world leader internally debating a forthcoming decision. | >Title: Childlike innocence.
“MOM! Laurlie already got to play with the racecar. It’s my turn!” Eric stuck out his bottom lip as his sympathy inducing eyes watered.
Laurie rebutted, “It’s not fair. He’s been playing with it everyday and I need the car today so I can pick up Samantha from the hair-dresser!” Samanth... | 2 | 0 | 13 | 19,810 |
[WP] Write a love letter to booty. Not a particular one, but booty in general. | Dis be to ya darlin,
ye glorious curvature be mighty fine to me eyes. When I look at dat strap o' metal wrappin round ye waist I can feel me heart race. I see ye be might adventurous, ye brown exterior be teasin me with that hole. I'd bury ye in the sand again but why hide such a glorious bounty. As I walk towards ye, ... | 4 | 0 | 1 | 19,811 |
[OT] Continued story. Contribute your paragraph! | ...and grew larger by the second. With the howl of pad on rotor, their charge ceased. The door opened to a heavy, decisive shift of a latch. The aluminum frame bounced when it tested the hinge's limits. The panes were black as the night beyond, masking the movements of its fellow shadow. I checked for my tag to ensure ... | 4 | 0 | 8 | 19,812 |
[OT] Continued story. Contribute your paragraph! | The tag for continuing stories is [CC],by the way.
Edit:It's [CS],of course.Shame on me. | 1 | 0 | 8 | 19,813 |
[WP] The league of supervillains who never get airtime by being too silly, violent, lewd, and/or unambitious. | Average City, a city full of people, who do normal things. People who work average jobs, eat average food, have average children even have average sex. The streets of Average City have an average amount of traffic an average amount of time. It's shops filled with an average assortment of goods. From average tasting cak... | 3 | 0 | 15 | 19,814 |
[WP] On his 20th birthday, a young guy finds out he's been cursed to slowly change into the sexual fantasy of the person closest to him. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 20 | 19,815 |
[WP] On his 20th birthday, a young guy finds out he's been cursed to slowly change into the sexual fantasy of the person closest to him. | At 20, Alfie was still living with his parents, in the same room his five younger brothers used to share (they were quintuplets) before they left for college half a year ago.
He was playing LoL and didn't notice the passing of time until the grandfather clock his folks kept downstairs, in front of the entrance door, ... | 5 | 0 | 20 | 19,816 |
[WP] Someone saved Archduke Franz Ferdinand's life in 1914, tell me what the world looks like now. | > Memorial of the 1914-1918, built in 1924 rebuilt in 2005 after its destruction in 1945
June 28th, 1914. An attempt has been made on Archduke Franz Ferdinand's life, but the bomb injured innocents instead. The Archduke went to visit those wounded, but was caught in a line of stalled cars. Gavrilo Princip spots h... | 5 | 0 | 3 | 19,817 |
[EU] Stormtroopers go investigate an abandoned star ship, only to realize it's overrun with undead members of their own faction, and infected rebel alliance members, and must fight their way out. | (OT) [Not just Halo](http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Death_Troopers) | 1 | 0 | 3 | 19,818 |
[EU] Dexter Morgan is hunting down a rich, Wall Street serial killer known as Patrick Bateman. | [deleted] | 0 | 0 | 93 | 19,819 |
[EU] Dexter Morgan is hunting down a rich, Wall Street serial killer known as Patrick Bateman. | "Tonight's the night."
One suitcase, that was all he needed. Three changes of clothes (including those upon his back), a few toiletries to get him through the weekend, his set of knives. It's amazing what you can getaway with putting onto a plane, nowadays. A round-trip plane ticket, a two-night stay at a hole-in-the-... | 29 | 0 | 93 | 19,820 |
[EU] Dexter Morgan is hunting down a rich, Wall Street serial killer known as Patrick Bateman. | [deleted] | 4 | 0 | 93 | 19,821 |
[EU] Dexter Morgan is hunting down a rich, Wall Street serial killer known as Patrick Bateman. | The air feels damp tonight. Nectar that will help satisfy the Need. My Silent Watcher draining me of energy until it is fed. Tonight we will feed.
The is no rest for the wicked. I've found it hard to seperate family and work, and tonight is no exception. One sniff of the air and I know that the Big Apple is rotten to ... | 3 | 0 | 93 | 19,822 |
[WP] A psychopath has a victim, but forgets what comes next. | Trigger Warning
Sobbing. I could hear sobbing. It was dark, but there were shadows dancing on the wall. I could not see the source of the light; it couldn’t have been more than a candle. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t struggle. Everything seemed to be moving very slowly. I guessed I had been drugged. I tried to s... | 1 | 0 | 3 | 19,823 |
[WP] A cab driver recognizes his passenger. | Covent Garden, please.
Sure
…
I know you.
…
I know you from somewhere.
…
You from around here?
No, I’m just visiting.
I know I know you from somewhere. You sure you’re not from around here?
Pretty sure.
Hm
…
Oh. You’re on TV, right?
Yes I am. Do you mind turning that radio down?
Sure thing. I knew it. Y... | 6 | 0 | 17 | 19,824 |
[WP] A cab driver recognizes his passenger. | "Hi, Kev!" Thomas grinned from behind the wheel.
"Oh, heya," the passenger smiled back. "223 Oak Road, please."
"That's a way out, Kev. What's the occasion?"
"A couple of friends from college are having a house warming."
"Oh."
The car was quiet for a spell.
"So how're things?"
"Good, good. Got a job in the city,... | 6 | 0 | 17 | 19,825 |
[WP] A cab driver recognizes his passenger. | He slowly released the brake as the light changed from red to green. It was about 3:30am, smack in the middle of that dead in-between hour of a city night. The dark streets empty in the lull between the club-goers departures and the dawn-workers morning commutes. There was little chance for a fare for the next half hou... | 5 | 0 | 17 | 19,826 |
[WP] A cab driver recognizes his passenger. | It's roughly 1 in the morning, and all Ahmad can think about is a hot shower and thumb wrestling his TV remote. It's pretty much all he has; his other worldly possessions often transform from federal reserve notes to food, clothes, and money for the Sunday markets back home.
Ahmad sighs as he flips through an issue of... | 3 | 0 | 17 | 19,827 |
[WP] A cab driver recognizes his passenger. | "Where to?"
"18th and Berch please."
"Can do."
*It's her... oh what cruel god has dropped you in my cab, my flower? All this time, watching you from afar and here you are, within my realm, my domain. How I've wanted to be this close to you, to be close, to feel your skin against mine. I know exactly what you'll be d... | 3 | 0 | 17 | 19,828 |
[WP] A cab driver recognizes his passenger. | She entered the taxi. I noticed how paranoid she looked at first. The way she looked out the windows several times, before looking towards me.
"Take me 85th Budlong street, by the apartments."
I stared at her in the rear view mirror
"I know you from somewhere."
"Oh really? H-how so. . .?" Her voice seemed shak... | 1 | 0 | 17 | 19,829 |
[WP] A man/woman wakes up and attempts to piece together the events of the night before. | The marching band in my head trumpets and stomps it's way from the center of my brain to the edges, then, through some miracle, the band is back at the center and already starting another quick march - which is not the best way to wake up.
"Oh, god." I say - or more correctly, mumble - as I roll on to my back.
The ha... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 19,830 |
[WP] A man/woman wakes up and attempts to piece together the events of the night before. | My name is Steven. I never get called Steve, or Stevie. Always Steven. I am an Accountant. A good one. I am thirty-two years old, I am divorced with no children. I have a nice home, and an even nicer car. I like to cycle and to read.
I do not like guns.
I have never owned a gun, never wanted to own a gun, and have n... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 19,831 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 19 | 19,832 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | In a far corner hidden from any touch of light, among the dust clouds, a spark ignites. A cell smaller than a strand of DNA is formed and divides. The beginning of a new race, awakening consciousness. A young boy stands on Earth and through a lens looks in that fated direction. Little does he know, his soul's counterpo... | 8 | 0 | 19 | 19,833 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | The child played with his marbles. Their contents flowed around, swirling. Tiny sparkles glowed inside it, contrasted by the sheer nothingness that surrounded it. After seven days he tired of his toys, and dropped the marbles into a black bin. They hit the surface with a bang, slowly rolled apart. | 3 | 0 | 19 | 19,834 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | People’s fear of not knowing pre-empts their inability to know. A pulchritudinous trick of our existential being, some will retreat from the void, finding comfort in their “known” universe, some will dedicate to push the frontier back, finding elation in the ability to further not know, and some will parachute into th... | 2 | 0 | 19 | 19,835 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | "Imagine a cylinder, right, like this bong. We're talking an infinite cylinder but whatever.. You're at some point.. We each have our own cylinder, alright? Our own points."
Lara giggled.
"Does that mean ... we each have our own bongs?"
Jessie ignored her.
"Now imagine two cones, tips at the same point, on you. O... | 1 | 0 | 19 | 19,836 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | Everything. The universe is infinite, and therefore by definition, it contains all possible things. An infinite number of different universes. An infinite number that are the exactly the same. Parts where there is nothing but empty darkness. A big long stretch where there is nothing but Katy Perry's boobs. Infinities u... | 1 | 0 | 19 | 19,837 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | Everything. And nothing.
Perspective is everything. | 2 | 0 | 19 | 19,838 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | [untranslatable] had been working on his research project for a long time, without any results. Until the third circle that is, when suddenly his universe sprung to life, only to disappear again in the seventh triangle. But he had observed it, and it was good. | 1 | 0 | 19 | 19,839 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | What's out there is something that's just not in our sight range. No no, I don't mean range as in it's too far away. I mean we can't see it because we can't see that spectrum. Okay, look, you know how a dog can only see green and blue, making them partially colorblind, and how butterflies can see five different spectru... | 1 | 0 | 19 | 19,840 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | What if it's that feeling you get on a staircase when you think there is another step down, but there isn't.
What if it's that moment you are caught up in your grief or rage, when you wonder what to have for breakfast.
What if it's as if you've been up all night with your friends, then someone notices it's morn... | 3 | 0 | 19 | 19,841 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | "What is the absence of universe? Darkness? Darkness presumes the absence of light in space, but without space is there even darkness? Without up and down, without depth and mass, without photons what is there? Nothingness has no color, no sound, no taste. If we were bold enough to investigate, we would *necessarily* b... | 3 | 0 | 19 | 19,842 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 19 | 19,843 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | “Hey! Zoom in over there!”
“Ah yeah, Humans and Earth. I programmed them in a while back when I was bored while waiting for my wife to get dressed. Nothing special really. They have quite a few bugs that I never really bothered with. It was a ten minute project.”
“Yeah, they don’t look put together at all. Oh! Look ... | 3 | 0 | 19 | 19,844 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | Outside of the known universe is more of the same. Lifeless planets. A sun here, an asteroid belt there. One day it will be part of the known universe. We'll explore it and look back, while standing on planets that will give us nothing concrete, and wonder why we pushed to reach past the stars. Hopefully we'll tak... | 3 | 0 | 19 | 19,845 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | What is not is what is not of what is. | 2 | 0 | 19 | 19,846 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black. Black... | 1 | 0 | 19 | 19,847 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | Funny, trying to imagine nothing. Some say to imagine pitch black, no light, no sound, no matter, no energy, no anything. But even then, *you'd* be there, experiencing it with your senses and trying to make sense of the nothingness. Really, a more apt comparison would be what it's like before you're born, or after you ... | 1 | 0 | 19 | 19,848 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | Its like a black thing, but its not black. Its also kinda round but it has no dimensions, so it kinda is not there. Its also kinda, kinda... empty if you know what it mean? Its there yet it is not. You can't touch it yet its all over your arm yet you can't see it. | 2 | 0 | 19 | 19,849 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 19 | 19,850 |
[CW] In 100 words or less, describe what exists outside of the known universe. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 19 | 19,851 |
[WP] A suicidal man who works day in and day out as a suicide hotline operator. | Some might struggle to get their heads around this. They may feel it’s odd, or hypocritical, or downright dangerous. The blind leading the blind. Why does he come in every day, even though he can’t bear to talk to or see anyone on his way in? How does he get out of bed, when he’s exhausted and all his mind craves is th... | 5 | 0 | 24 | 19,852 |
[WP] A suicidal man who works day in and day out as a suicide hotline operator. | Edit: Trigger warnings for self harm and mentions of suicide.
"Hello, Helpline, how can we help you?" The phone always feels heavy in my hand. I refuse to put it down.
"Hello?" A quavering voice comes across the line and I rock back in my chair, minimising the tab I had open while waiting for a call. I wait for he... | 16 | 0 | 24 | 19,853 |
[WP] A suicidal man who works day in and day out as a suicide hotline operator. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 24 | 19,854 |
[WP] A suicidal man who works day in and day out as a suicide hotline operator. | I don't want to be here. I don't want to be in this shit hole office, sweeping the shit hole floors, with this shit hole broom, in this shit hole office building off of the shit hole intersection of 7th and Main st, on this shit hole piece of land on this shit hole rock floating through the infinite coldness of space a... | 4 | 0 | 24 | 19,855 |
[WP] A suicidal man who works day in and day out as a suicide hotline operator. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 24 | 19,856 |
[WP] A suicidal man who works day in and day out as a suicide hotline operator. | He felt tired. So very tired.
It had been six months now he'd been doing this, just three months after things started going downhill. It had all started when he lost his job and the bank took his, no, their house. That was before she had left him. And she had taken Mel with her.
And then, when things couldn't possibl... | 2 | 0 | 24 | 19,857 |
[WP] Poetry: Write a poem that connects a food memory to a family member or members. | There's a tall tree in that garden
And when you were young it seemed taller
Blue sky green grass
And the *smell* of resin hanging heavy in the summer air
Never seen pine cones this big
And you can rattle them like wrapped presents
Just knowing what's inside
She grows the basil on her windowsill
Pasta's c... | 3 | 0 | 5 | 19,858 |
[WP] Poetry: Write a poem that connects a food memory to a family member or members. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 5 | 19,859 |
[OT?] I suck at writing and would love if someone could write this very short story in a better English and in a better writing sence becouse I suck at it. | I have no idea why you think anyone is going to do this for you.
If you could explain why you need help that would go a long ways. But it sounds to me as if you have to write a short story for a class, wrote something in a hurry, and are trying to get someone else to do it for you. Which is very insulting to people ... | 3 | 0 | 0 | 19,860 |
[OT?] I suck at writing and would love if someone could write this very short story in a better English and in a better writing sence becouse I suck at it. | You're in the wrong sub reddit bud. Here's the trouble with your request: we're here for promts, not rewrites. We can help you do your work, provide constructive criticism and give advice, but you'll be hard pressed to find someone to do a full line by line rewrite for you. If your tldr was the prompt, you'd have bette... | 3 | 0 | 0 | 19,861 |
[WP] Your story told backwards from when you killed them to when you first met them | Her chest stopped moving. I stood over her for a moment, looking for movement, some sign of life. There was none. She was gone, finally.
I leaned back into a chair and looked at her. From her thick brown hair whose playful curls fought with her ears, to her ever-so-slightly-hooked nose, over her bosom and to her t... | 8 | 0 | 15 | 19,862 |
[WP] Your story told backwards from when you killed them to when you first met them | Pieces of grey matter, bone and flesh lifted off the wall, peeling, twisting back to their original position. Behind them, the sheetrock, wallpaper and wood mended itself, spitting a .45 round into the back of the man's skull.
Inside, the tumult of shredded brain repaired each and every fiber, spinning threads togeth... | 5 | 0 | 15 | 19,863 |
[WP] Your story told backwards from when you killed them to when you first met them | Finally dead, at last it is all over. There’s more blood than I expected. She lies there, I stabbed her; I killed her. Her last words were “I love you”, and I betrayed her. Maybe it was true, maybe it was not but it will be forever on my conscience. I could never forget this; never forget her; never forgive her. It was... | 3 | 0 | 15 | 19,864 |
[WP] Your story told backwards from when you killed them to when you first met them | The carnations crackled to the touch, brown and dessicated like burnt paper. My hand passed over them, causing flakes to fall off. I swept them off the table and into my cupped palm. How vibrant their little faces looked once. How predictable their slow decline.
I got them in the mail from my eldest son. 'Happy Easter... | 1 | 0 | 15 | 19,865 |
[WP] Your story told backwards from when you killed them to when you first met them | Check out Rewind by Nas. Song starts when he shoots a guy and goes back to the phone call he got telling him about the guy he shoots. | 0 | 0 | 15 | 19,866 |
[WP] The world has finally come to a time when overly euphemistic language is the norm. You, an ordinary person living in that era, are in a hurry, and stop to ask a stranger for directions. Write about your conversation. | *"Well, this'll be fun."* My mind raced to string together something acceptable as the car's window rolled down. *"I knew I shouldn't have drunk so much."*
"Hey there, soon-acquainted. Can I help you?"
"Yeah, uh, I'm looking for the relievery?"
"I beg your pardon?"
*"Great."* I felt a redness creeping up my neck.
"... | 3 | 0 | 3 | 19,867 |
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[WP] A pyromaniac under work-related stress struggles to contain his urges. | I can feel myself start to crack, feel the heat build under my collar, and despite turning the AC in my office on max and drinking cold water, the flames call me, whispering to me to just let loose and have *fun*.
No! No no no, I've been good, been able to resist. I don't even have matches in my house and only use an ... | 2 | 0 | 4 | 19,869 |
[WP] A pyromaniac under work-related stress struggles to contain his urges. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 4 | 19,870 |
[EU] The Ministry Of Magic, using an automated system of magical quills, sends warning howlers to anybody who uses an illegal spell, including Lord Voldemort. | He who shall not be named flexed the fingers of his restored body. Thanks to his planning and research he had developed the incomparable spell to restore his body whole-cloth. It was far beyond the trifling curatives of white magic or muggle medical barbarism, even beyond phoenix tears or anything else in the natural a... | 3 | 0 | 21 | 19,871 |
[WP] A man with no razors, knives, scissors or blades of any kind sets out to shave. | He had seen the results of those who had done it, all the Youtube videos of the idiots who did it on purpose, the loss of facial hair. Sure, it would hurt, probably leave him smelling funny for a while, but hey, he really, REALLY needed to get rid of this budding beard.
He looked over at his friend, already wincing as... | 2 | 0 | 4 | 19,872 |
[WP] You discover that we are actually living inside a computer program and are the first person to realise. | I sighed heavily and checked my watch again- 8:34am. The sky was darkening and the bus stop was starting to get pretty cold- also the number 25 to Soho was never usually this late, so I was starting to get a little concerned. In fact, London’s transport services usually ran like clockwork, much like many other cities I... | 3 | 0 | 6 | 19,873 |
[WP] Your protagonist: a stingy aging man with dangerous associates. Your antagonist: A flabby boxer. Tell me a story about honor. | "I ain't fucking got time for this bullshit!" He threw the phone down on the desk and mopped his forehead with a checkered handkerchief. It's March, but it's hot for spring and people are getting angry and short tempered.
Anya popped her head round the door and retreated just as fast when she saw his face. Ken knew ... | 4 | 0 | 14 | 19,874 |
[WP] Your protagonist: a stingy aging man with dangerous associates. Your antagonist: A flabby boxer. Tell me a story about honor. | [this](http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KmCpXA21P-I)
Stingy aging man : Debateable, but check
Dangerous associates : check
Flabby boxer : that's a big double check! | 2 | 0 | 14 | 19,875 |
[EU] An extract from "Cum Meridian," in which the kid and the Glanton Gang must collect semen samples rather than scalps. | I wish, so desperately, that I'd read this book. This prompt is basically calling my name. Alas, I have no idea who those people are :( | 1 | 0 | 2 | 19,876 |
[WP] It's 4/20. You have a job delivering pizzas. You are adamantly against Marijuana use. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 2 | 19,877 |
[WP] A dog catcher attempts to impound an alien. | Larry sighed as he looked up at the noon sun, feeling beads of sweat roll down his face. He pulled at the animal control uniform a few times trying to get more ventilation. His wristphone beeped. "Code 455: Lake Orange Beach"
He raised an eyebrow and dialed his supervisor. "Err, Kathleen, what's a code 455?"
"Fir... | 9 | 0 | 15 | 19,878 |
[WP] There are no muggles. The normal world is what developed from all the masquerades hiding from each other. | Danny raced across the park, carefully dodging around around a woman with a young child and sunbather as he ran from the Onegi. Risking a glance behind him, he saw the Man in Red calmly following him on his motorcycle. Turning back, he was just able to see the girl before she crashed into him.
Sarah panicked as she cl... | 1 | 0 | 16 | 19,879 |
[WP] Write a commercial in the style of your favorite author. | My favorite author is [Peter Watts](http://www.rifters.com), and he's a big fan of cats, and horribly depressing and bleak fiction, and so:
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Imagine you are your cat.
Imagine your species has been selectively bred by another to excel at one thing: To catch, kill, and eat vermin. Your musculature and ligaments ex... | 5 | 0 | 12 | 19,880 |
[WP] Write a commercial in the style of your favorite author. | Have you ever felt as though ten titanium blades on a razor was too much? Are you yearning for a time when shaving just meant picking up a rock? Hi, I'm George R. R. Martin here with DragonGlass®, the innovative single-bladed dagger that will give you the closest shave you could ever imagine! Perfect for everything ... | 1 | 0 | 12 | 19,881 |
[WP] Write a commercial in the style of your favorite author. | Meet each morning on your terms. Rise from your bed with a straight spine and a grizzled jaw. Command the sails of life.
Drink Simon's Coffee.
Drink it black.
- Hemingway | 7 | 0 | 12 | 19,882 |
[WP] Write a commercial in the style of your favorite author. | Amy Lee's kitchen, while not tidy, is a miracle of culinary delights. In the evening as the children rouse from their rooms and her husband, stinking of oil and grease and sardines, slinks into the living room to watch the televison, she begins to cook. She boils and chops and sautes, peppers and onions and carrots and... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 19,883 |
[FF] Under 500 words, write about a massive volcano eruption in a view of pets. | Fire? Fire. Fire. Fire. Hot? Fire... Water? Run like Water. Mountain is different from usual. Top gone. Dog know top. Dog walk on top with Master. Where is Master? Master know Fire. Master know Water. Smell is gone. Smell is funny. Find Master? Hot. Hot. Fire, but run like Water. Coming here. Sniff it? Don't like smell... | 10 | 0 | 7 | 19,884 |
[FF] Under 500 words, write about a massive volcano eruption in a view of pets. | ? ... ... ! ! ! ... ! ? ... ! ! ! ... ..- | 1 | 0 | 7 | 19,885 |
[WP] Write a poem based on your username | Here is where we laid and loved
Here is where we laughed and slept
Here is where we looked and smiled
Here is where we woke and cradled
Here is where we spoke and feuded
Here is where we turned and thought
Here is where we fixed and shattered
Here is where we failed and ended
Here is where you drank and... | 10 | 0 | 7 | 19,886 |
[WP] Write a poem based on your username | [deleted] | 5 | 0 | 7 | 19,887 |
[WP] Write a poem based on your username | Lights repelled me, I dwell in the dark.
Oh such terror I spawned, how children cried and screamed when they see my mark.
Nights after nights, lonely me shall feast on their sacrifices. Their bleeding, delicious dogs.
Everyone prays and prays that I won't wander to their village, but their disappointment was what I ... | 4 | 0 | 7 | 19,888 |
[WP] Write a poem based on your username | That guy you love or hate
The one who doesn't masturbate
Strangely he who's obsessed with ham
Yet all the same he doesn't give a... oh
I'm sorry folks but this one doesn't curse
So I'm afraid I cannot continue this verse | 4 | 0 | 7 | 19,889 |
[WP] Write a poem based on your username | *Deep Breath*
Today's the day - no more are you prisoner to feeling sad
Now on the path back to a civilized state
Your steps are small and hesitant - determined not to run like mad
Could you finally be free of the burden and pain?
Perhaps be welcomed into the fold
Too late, you realize you've made a mist... | 4 | 0 | 7 | 19,890 |
[WP] Write a poem based on your username | 500 channels of a day-dream stimulation,
we think it's nice, we think it's swell;
locked into re-runs, your memories repeating,
the sinner bows at the feet of the dead.
And in a perfect world devoid of all temptations,
things keep getting caught in my throat.
While I scratch until I bleed,
the war machi... | 5 | 0 | 7 | 19,891 |
[WP] Write a poem based on your username | There was a guy named paddycull9
Who was asked to come up with a rhyme,
For the soon to be Mod,
Whom he's trying to cod
That he writes these WP's all the time
| 3 | 0 | 7 | 19,892 |
[WP] Write a poem based on your username | Badiddly Badiddly
I wish you weren't so fiddly
You had the girl
In your grasp
And all you did was diddly
Her eyes aglow
Moved to your lips
A breath away from passion
But fear and doubt
Crept all about
And left you white and ashen
Anticipation built within
A "no" would cue the violin
But brave men go int... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 19,893 |
[WP] Write a poem based on your username | Perhaps I am a typo,
Perhaps I am not,
One thing is true though,
I'll give this prompt a shot,
Perhaps I'm a sleepy misspell,
It's true - I am flawed,
However I do not dwell,
I like being odd,
The truth is - it was intentional,
They can tell me that I'm wrong,
But I thrive to be unconventional,
... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 19,894 |
[WP] Write a poem based on your username | I chose Willza99
And that's totally fine
The name is all mine
And its hard to align
each line of this rhyme.
but it may be time
to change paradigm
as it isn't sublime
more pantomime
but it's a pastime
and with each rhyme
is a new crime
but it's now bedtime
:D | 3 | 0 | 7 | 19,895 |
[WP] Write a poem based on your username | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 7 | 19,896 |
[WP] Write a poem based on your username | Well, where would we be
without u, W? Weird,
We'd be double V.
| 2 | 0 | 7 | 19,897 |
[WP] Write a poem based on your username | Sunshine and Death
-
Her eyes are left blinking, unaware
That yesterday’s dreams once in her hair
Fell apart as the solemn words of love
Set before fell apart as the stars
Came crashing in from above.
-
That same smile that gave her hope
Her first sight in which she was torn
The hand that kept her tethered to t... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 19,898 |
[WP] Write a poem based on your username | We stare at a screen for hours and hours;
In the silence taps a single sound.
The plain white clock its pace does march
While to these desks we’re bound.
In the moods when darkness gathers,
The ticking clock will mock my fate.
The machine does naught to help the weary:
It simple whispers, “Wait.”
In rows w... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 19,899 |
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