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[WP] Rework a nursery rhyme to be dark and gritty. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 27 | 20,100 |
[WP] Rework a nursery rhyme to be dark and gritty. | DIshonored did a really great job with the drunken whaler | 1 | 0 | 27 | 20,101 |
[WP] Rework a nursery rhyme to be dark and gritty. | Hickory, dickory, dock,
He whipped out his cock.
The guards looked away
The cum ran down,
Hickory, dickory, dock. | 0 | 0 | 27 | 20,102 |
[WP] Rework a nursery rhyme to be dark and gritty. | There was an old lady;
a terrible old shrew.
She had so many children,
and the postpartum blues.
She gave them some broth
she laced with her meds.
Then, she gave them tearful kisses
knowing soon they'd all be dead. | 2 | 0 | 27 | 20,103 |
[WP] Rework a nursery rhyme to be dark and gritty. | I'll Slit Slit Slit Your Throat
With a Piece of Your Broken Crown.
Cutting, Sawing, Hacking, Chopping,
Til' Blood Comes Pouring Down.
| 1 | 0 | 27 | 20,104 |
[WP] Rework a nursery rhyme to be dark and gritty. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 27 | 20,105 |
[WP] Rework a nursery rhyme to be dark and gritty. | Oh, little Bo Peep.
I see you can't sleep,
and you've been chasing the dragon alone.
But, you've come for a spike,
and he made you pay all night.
with your tears, and your fears and your moans. | 1 | 0 | 27 | 20,106 |
[WP] Rework a nursery rhyme to be dark and gritty. | Ride a pocked-horse,
To bury in moss,
To see nine maids,
Flayed on a white cross,
With rings through their fingers,
And a hell full of woes
She shall bathe in the blood as it flows.
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The original:
Ride a cock-horse,
To Banbury Cross,... | 1 | 0 | 27 | 20,107 |
[WP] Rework a nursery rhyme to be dark and gritty. | Mary had a little friend
Quiet friend
Brooding friend
Mary had a little friend
Who's past she didn't know
Everywhere that Mary went
He also went
He tracked her scent
Everywhere that Mary went
Her friend was sure to go
He followed her home one day
It's safe to say
It wasn't okay
He followed her home one da... | 1 | 0 | 27 | 20,108 |
[WP] Rework a nursery rhyme to be dark and gritty. | Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With bleeding hearts, and body parts,
And pretty maids all in a row.
Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
What happens if you're caught?
My knives are quick, they'll do the trick,
There's room for more in my plot.
| 6 | 0 | 27 | 20,109 |
[WP] Rework a nursery rhyme to be dark and gritty. | Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water
Jack took note of jill and thought "Wow, she's a bother"
So while jill was happy and as jitty as could be
Jill, slick, a smile on his lips, said "I'll make her useful to me."
Jack backed her against the wall, Jill's expression was appalled
Staring jill in her... | 1 | 0 | 27 | 20,110 |
[WP] Rework a nursery rhyme to be dark and gritty. | Hush little baby, don't say a word.
Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird.
So you just forget that awful thing,
Leave the phone there and let it ring.
Daddy won't hurt us anymore,
He's lying still on the cold floor.
And now the red flows down the stair,
A foul smell creeps into the air.
If you are a good girl ... | 5 | 0 | 27 | 20,111 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 15 | 20,112 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | Lady Macbeth caught on
Compassion causes
Whose textile expectations
Exceed the mean by
trend-set miles
All the fire of moonshine drink,
as sweet as morning cream. | 1 | 0 | 15 | 20,113 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | Sun shimmered golden-crest hair cascading
like water down an endless crystal brook;
twisting, contorting, tracing the divine
curves of Aphrodite like a sculptor
forging alabaster beauty and life:
Every step a graceful, rhythmic ballet
that forever twirls its mirror in mind.
| 6 | 0 | 15 | 20,114 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | There are eastern shores captured in a blink of an eye
Turned down like bed sheets by the persistent waves
Naive telescopes penetrate the never ending sky
As I conjure music to fill the empty staves.
When I paint a picture in my mind it's your face I find
The addition sign and variables align
The universe expande... | 5 | 0 | 15 | 20,115 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | It may be the blazing star
The supernova burns with light.
It may be the crushing waves
The sea that crushes the walls of my heart.
It may be black and white
The colorless duo enjoying the twilight.
It may be the moon above
Dear Armstrong went without return.
But if I would I'd give them all
For love is you an... | 0 | 0 | 15 | 20,116 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | She moves.
She inspires.
She is poetry in motion.
She glows.
She exudes warmth.
She is the kiss of the sun.
She comes.
She walks past.
She is the taker of my heart | 3 | 0 | 15 | 20,117 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | I- I met you here only tonight.
Down went the rain,
It washed clean my heart
Washed clean my mind.
I'd been needing something
More than life's been feeding.
I could die for half as good as you.
Oh- Open your arms, only tonight,
And I will be yours more than tonight.
I've been needing something
More ... | 1 | 0 | 15 | 20,118 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | Shall i compare thee to--
oh fuck
that one's been used
So have you
so have i
but for this moment in
this place
with the press of warm bodies
pressing us together
and the sweet salt of your sweat
imagined on my lips
you and i
are a dream that could come
true | tonight | together
if i could... | 1 | 0 | 15 | 20,119 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | Alright, well, fuck rhyming:
She doesn't wear yoga pants or bland, expensive Uggs.
Her blonde hair is short. She ties it some way, though stray hairs fall in front of her eyes. She furrows her brow as she scrutinizes a book. She's beautifully focused. You know, she's kind of like an adverb. You can't always notic... | 3 | 0 | 15 | 20,120 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | A walking metaphor for crushed dreams
personified in a mod jacket, cigarette
breath and last night's ripped jeans.
Cool in a "haven't slept for 3 days"
kinda way. Bags under those eyes
and a gaze trapped in a foggy haze.
Kiss the chapped lips that speak
of a road less travelled, a voice
that's soft and mild ... | 6 | 0 | 15 | 20,121 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 15 | 20,122 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue,
I wish I had the courage,
just to say hi to you. | 2 | 0 | 15 | 20,123 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 15 | 20,124 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 15 | 20,125 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | Pleasant smile and a truthful face,
voice pleasing and makes worries displaced.
Lovely host and dutiful friend,
all who meet her say what godsend.
She warms my heart and enriches my life,
Every moment a treasure, to be that trite.
Upon a pedestal she places me and I regret,
of all my compliments she belie... | 1 | 0 | 15 | 20,126 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | We live in separate worlds
She and I.
She is full of light and laughter
Beauty and purity.
I am but a taint,
A stain marring the canvas.
She is a dream I can’t wake up from;
A song whose melody escapes me
And entraps me.
She is the rose in the secret garden;
I am nothing but a shadow
On the o... | 1 | 0 | 15 | 20,127 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | I wonder what's there within her mind
What thoughts she might think, cruel or kind.
And if she happened to glance my way,
Would I be in her thoughts that day?
These questions rattle inside my head
Haunt me until I lay in bed.
Will that smile ever belong to me?
Would she chain me or set me free?
I can only ... | 1 | 0 | 15 | 20,128 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | (More so describing how she makes me feel)
I Want to Pour Out My Waters To You
Fearing of falling too far
this is infatuation, that is known
but the cranium is not capable
of distinguishing it from love
all that well
Every word you speak to me is a tether
to you, an anchor in my seabed
to your ship
and ... | 1 | 0 | 15 | 20,129 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 15 | 20,130 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | the secret dangled in front of him because he was too
stubborn to see what it really was
everyone involved knew but him
but when its only two people
it’s easy to be out of the loop.
they say you can’t take back what you don’t say
but how do you go about taking back
things left unsaid
there is madness ... | 1 | 0 | 15 | 20,131 |
[WP] Write a poem describing your crush. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 15 | 20,132 |
[WP] An ordinary person commits an extraordinary act of selflessness that goes unnoticed. | There's a feeling you get when you realize how small you are. I know somewhere in human history someone invented a word for it, but I never bothered to learn words you only use once or twice. Hell, I never bothered learning much, just what my teachers told me I had to learn, and of course what my father told me was imp... | 15 | 0 | 20 | 20,133 |
[WP] An ordinary person commits an extraordinary act of selflessness that goes unnoticed. | Jesus! Was this how you felt? Did you know your martyrdom was going to go worldwide even though you were only a local event at the time of your death?
Forgive me, I'm being selfish again. I shouldn't have to be noticed for what I did. It's enough that I did it even if no one else ever knows.
But I wonder what Beth wo... | 6 | 0 | 20 | 20,134 |
[WP] An ordinary person commits an extraordinary act of selflessness that goes unnoticed. | "Can I think about it?"
"There isn't much time. They will come the night before the feast."
"So soon? You're sure?"
He felt foolish the moment the words came out, but the other man was as calm and reassuring as ever.
"Yes, I am sure."
He lowered his head and stared at the floor. At his dirty feet in their wo... | 3 | 0 | 20 | 20,135 |
They came in peace... |
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They came in peace... | They came in peace, or so they said. Five men on five horses. The ground was not worthy to hold them. I saw them ride into town, guns at their sides. Their horses were black as midnight, except one. The leader of the group rode on a brilliant white stallion. He was tall and handsome, eyes blue and true, blonde hair nea... | 3 | 0 | 8 | 20,137 |
They came in peace... | They came in peace.
Our scanners in NORAD detected them first. A small ship, small for them anyway, the size of an aircraft carrier was detected orbiting Venus. It approached Earth at speeds thought unreal.
The ship descended and the world looked on in amazement. The door slid open and the ambassadors filed out.... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 20,138 |
[WP] Go back in time to try stopping yourself from accidentaly causing an event that kills countless millions. | "Countless millions." | 1 | 0 | 9 | 20,139 |
[WP] Go back in time to try stopping yourself from accidentaly causing an event that kills countless millions. | -Ten - The alarms sounded distant as I looked down at the titan panel, where a key was placed and turned as directed. - Nine- I wiped the sweat off of my forehead as I rethought my options. Orders were clear, but I couldn't help but -Eight- feel a bit panicked in spite of my training. What if I didn't want to, what If... | 5 | 0 | 9 | 20,140 |
[WP] Go back in time to try stopping yourself from accidentaly causing an event that kills countless millions. | They say if a butterfly flaps its wings it can cause a hurricane somewhere completely different. I was the butterfly. It wasn’t deliberate, just a mistake, an accident. It’s too late to stop the hurricane. At least it should be too late. But it’s not for me. I have a time machine; I’m the only one who can stop this.
I... | 3 | 0 | 9 | 20,141 |
[WP] A struggling writer surfs /r/askreddit for juicy plots and characters based on reddit user comments. A year later and the writer has a best seller in store, a redditor discovers striking similarities to one of her storys and goes to have a little chat with the writer. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 25 | 20,142 |
[WP] A struggling writer surfs /r/askreddit for juicy plots and characters based on reddit user comments. A year later and the writer has a best seller in store, a redditor discovers striking similarities to one of her storys and goes to have a little chat with the writer. | The sun bled across the evening sky in the most interesting way. The colors around me were vibrant and gleeful, but as it was they reflected the opposite of what I felt. That motherfucker! How dare he? The Oprah book of the month bore the name of something Andrew had come up with while skinning squirrels in his backyar... | 4 | 0 | 25 | 20,143 |
[WP] A struggling writer surfs /r/askreddit for juicy plots and characters based on reddit user comments. A year later and the writer has a best seller in store, a redditor discovers striking similarities to one of her storys and goes to have a little chat with the writer. | NEW, IN BOOKSTORES NOW, RINGING OF THE GONG!
***
"Oh, that's an interesting title."
Catherine ordered a book online, "Ringing of the Gong". It had a nice cover, not too flashy, and at least there wasn't something cliche, like the sun or the moon in the title. It had been on the recommended section of Amazon, and it ... | 11 | 0 | 25 | 20,144 |
[WP] A struggling writer surfs /r/askreddit for juicy plots and characters based on reddit user comments. A year later and the writer has a best seller in store, a redditor discovers striking similarities to one of her storys and goes to have a little chat with the writer. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 25 | 20,145 |
[WP] Everyone has a midlife crisis. However, it's always in the very middle of their life, no matter how old they are. | What do you do, he wondered, when you're simply too goddamn tired? He'd tried, of course. At fifty, he'd gotten worried and had tried to fake it. At fifty-five, he'd seen a doctor. Then another. Sixty? That was too much to ask of any man.
Perhaps, if he'd been better or luckier -- but no, he felt within himself a cert... | 5 | 0 | 38 | 20,146 |
[WP] Everyone has a midlife crisis. However, it's always in the very middle of their life, no matter how old they are. | The saddest were the children, a close second, being their parents.
When little girls started rejecting futures of princesses and wanting to purge their rooms and wardrobes of pink and insisted that no, they wanted fire engine red, and trucks, and waling sirens. Little boys giving up on dreams of being the first Olymp... | 18 | 0 | 38 | 20,147 |
[WP] Everyone has a midlife crisis. However, it's always in the very middle of their life, no matter how old they are. | *Waaaa! Waaaa! Waaaa!*
"Quick honey, give him the Porsche toy!"
*Ahahah!*
Weakly clapping his hands together in seal-like fashion, a bald tiny thing of barely a year watches intently as the Porsche gets towed around his crib by a meaty hand from above. It's a nice one. Shiny, black 911 model. The meaty hand dis... | 5 | 0 | 38 | 20,148 |
[WP] Everyone has a midlife crisis. However, it's always in the very middle of their life, no matter how old they are. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 38 | 20,149 |
In a bank vault, someone is auditing something. Tell me a story about boldness, incorporating an injury and barking. |
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A man realizes that he is the Main Character of Earth, with all the associated immunities, and sets out to start his "story" |
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[IP] Six... [x-post from /r/Creepy] | My great grandfather had been a labyrinth crawler, one of the best and most renowned there ever was in his day. I was looking to fallow in his footsteps. The art had changed a lot since then. The labyrinths had evolved over the years, the viewers demanded it, so we accommodated them. Instead of indigo walls and bla... | 5 | 0 | 6 | 20,152 |
[IP] Six... [x-post from /r/Creepy] | Grandpa handed me the bag, a thick canvas duffel the color of moss. It clinked and rattled as I took it in my arms. It was light, but the weight was unevenly spread and it was as long as I was tall; I had to keep adjusting it in my arms.
He smirked, the scar on his cheek curling at the halfway mark. "You got that?"
... | 3 | 0 | 6 | 20,153 |
[WP] A gaming developer whose job is to program enemy AI accidentally achieves technological singularity. | "Okay, so- okay, right, the idea here is that, well, you can't... the AI has to be adaptive. Right? It has to be adaptive so that it will continually meet the skill level of the player and provide enough challenge for a gratifying experience, without achieving the threshold that brings frustration over an acceptable le... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 20,154 |
[WP] Write a story about something pleasant which in the end turns out to be a giant metaphor for murder. | I've recently taken up thinking. Not in any sort of major way. I'm not looking to really actually become anything from my thinking. I just really like thinking. I love that the thoughts are mine. I can control them, but I don't let them define me. They don't try to control me. They just co-exist with me.
I think abo... | 7 | 0 | 18 | 20,155 |
[WP] Write a story about something pleasant which in the end turns out to be a giant metaphor for murder. | Cherry blossoms are beautiful. I have two trees out in the yard that I always sit under and take part in a poorly recreated *hanami*. The blossoms float and drift on the wind. Ephemeral little creatures they are. Beautiful ephemeral creatures that scatter their beauty all over the neighboring lawns and houses. A good g... | 2 | 0 | 18 | 20,156 |
[WP] Write a story about something pleasant which in the end turns out to be a giant metaphor for murder. | -052
I see stars when I look up and am convinced there is but one universe, one dimension, and one world, of which, I am an inhabitant. I am disquieted by this truth, for I wish there to be more than this. But, as I thumb through my empty notebook, my pen in hand, I see three hundred empty pages with a different unive... | 1 | 0 | 18 | 20,157 |
[WP] Detail the moment when your protagonist makes the decision to kill someone. | Luke stared at the mirror. His eyes were open wide, and his skin was as pale as a ghost. What time was it? 2 AM, 3 AM? He couldn’t tell. His body was trembling, and the cold sweat was dripping of his face. He pressed his teeth harder and harder against each other, with such force that not breaking them was just a matte... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 20,158 |
[WP] Detail the moment when your protagonist makes the decision to kill someone. | I wondered what he was dreaming about. His eyes shifted rapidly under closed lids, as if they were searching for something. I heard him softly murmur a few words with a closed mouth. He shifted in his bed, softly calling out "Julia..." before resuming his slow, rhythmic breathing. Standing at the side of the bed I coul... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 20,159 |
[CW] "Although it was only noon, the sky over the small town began to darken." | Although it was only noon, the sky over the small town began to darken. If this were a natural meteorological phenomenon, it might have taken as much as five or ten minutes for the sun to disappear completely, for all the remaining light in the sky to fade to black. This darkness, however, filled the sky like water in ... | 3 | 0 | 9 | 20,160 |
You've awoken from a coma, and every sense (physical and emotion) is 1,000x more powerful |
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[WP] Would you become a Synth? | I had been wearing a body that didn't belong to me for the past five years. I had to take all the mirrors out of my shitty cabin, because that face I saw staring back at me would seem to whisper "Owned by SynthTech Industries". Still, what other options did I have? I didn't have the credit to buy a fully grown body up ... | 2 | 0 | 2 | 20,162 |
[PM] Looking for play ideas | For anyone interested here is the one I've already written:
Intro:
*Lights up. Sarah is seated on a couch reading a book. John stands outside the door. John knocks on the door.*
Sarah: Just a minute (Marks place in book)
*John straightens his clothes up and appears to be mentally prepping himself. *
Sarah (ope... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 20,163 |
[PM] Looking for play ideas | A struggling doctor, a blind woman and a retired sportsman. Write a story about disappointed expectations. | 2 | 0 | 7 | 20,164 |
[PM] Looking for play ideas | Aliens attack Earth armed only with broomsticks and feather dusters, they succeed | 0 | 0 | 7 | 20,165 |
[PM] Looking for play ideas | First person tells second person something long to remember, second person tells third person to remember same thing, slightly changed (because of the length). Continue until out of members.
Twist: It start out as a dumb nonsensical sentence, it ends as a perfect understandable sentence. | 1 | 0 | 7 | 20,166 |
[PM] Looking for play ideas | A man is sitting on a park bench. Another man enters and accuses the first of sitting on his favorite pigeon, Bert. No matter what the first man does, he cannot convince the second that he is not, in fact, sitting on Bert or any other pigeon. | 1 | 0 | 7 | 20,167 |
[PM] Looking for play ideas | Character A decides to be homeless for a day, is reprimanded by homeless Character B for some legitimate reason. This changes A's view on the world. | 1 | 0 | 7 | 20,168 |
[PM] Looking for play ideas | A couple go to watch a play/movie/whatever and as they watch their relationship changes and they learn more and more about each other, for good or bad. The play/movie/whatever that they watch must never be shown. There can be other characters as well, but they are the core. | 1 | 0 | 7 | 20,169 |
[PM] Looking for play ideas | A process server tries to deliver a subpoena, but gets roped into a conversation that shines a new light on the accusations against the person being served. | 1 | 0 | 7 | 20,170 |
[PM] Looking for play ideas | A play about a conflict between bravery and liberty. (You'll have to find your own conflict there, I'm just provoking thought...)
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[PM] Looking for play ideas | A man and his wife are on their way to the courthouse to get a divorce that one of them doesn't want. | 1 | 0 | 7 | 20,172 |
[IP] All That Remains. (Contest) | A lone horseman watches silently from the cliff top, he sees all, and knows many secrets no others may ever discover. He observes as a once majestic ship drifts ashore, sails in tatters, wooden plank falling apart. No movement can be seen from the ship, it seems dead and abandoned, as if no one could possibly be left a... | 1 | 0 | 11 | 20,173 |
[IP] All That Remains. (Contest) | The islanders stalked closer to the hulking behemoth, warily eyeing the beast in case it showed any more signs of aggression.
Robert Understone opened a weary eyelid to the darkness, his other fused together by what he assumed was blood and who knows what else. Staggering to his feet he felt around for his trusty matc... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 20,174 |
[IP] All That Remains. (Contest) | On the soft white sands of the shore, massive leviathans lay beached, broken on the rocks that lined the waters of the cove.
Their titanic size dwarfs all around them. At the bow of the greatest of the titans is a giantess. An angel, with wings unfurled, holds aloft a stave and impaled serpent. Moss garbs her form so... | 5 | 0 | 11 | 20,175 |
[IP] All That Remains. (Contest) | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 11 | 20,176 |
[IP] All That Remains. (Contest) | His patrols through the forest had found nothing, as it always did. Only two dots on the horizon had caught his attention, had worried him, but only for a moment. They had disappeared into the ocean as quickly as they came. *My eyes are playing games on me,* he thought, as they always had at around this time during ... | 1 | 0 | 11 | 20,177 |
[IP] All That Remains. (Contest) | It's bigger than he ever imagined. Remnants of a forgotten time. Why they had come to rest here no one knew for sure. The reasons had become clouded in myth and mystery. All that was clear was the war. The one which shaped the world he knew. When every nation that could, mustered their soldiers and took part, whether f... | 1 | 0 | 11 | 20,178 |
[IP] All That Remains. (Contest) | She trots along the glistening white coast, skirting around the fishermen and treasure-seekers camping out near the water. A massive ship looms in the distance, ancient and broken. It is here her journey ends, she thinks, as she takes in the tattered sails, the barnacle-covered planks, and the winged figurehead. She re... | 1 | 0 | 11 | 20,179 |
[IP] The sleeping god | He watches from deep under the water, he may be old, but still he is powerful. Deep in sleep, far submerged beneath the green and dirty water. He waits, one day he will emerged, once again mighty a god in his time, and a god once more. The almighty and powerful creature who lies in the lake. Lost to us for now, but soo... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 20,180 |
[IP] The sleeping god | (I changed a few minor things about the image, in my theoretical image there is some livestock on the boat)
The farmer pushed his scud along the water's surface, making his way to the weekly market with the sack of piglets writhing excitedly behind him. These were nice and big, he thought, not a runt among them. They ... | 3 | 0 | 12 | 20,181 |
[IP] The sleeping god | The dreams of a sleeping god are the fabric of reality. We see, every day, the shape of its wandering will. The vast beasts dwelling in deeps man only seldom glimpses, the strange creatures inhabiting forgotten jungles, and every time the very air takes it upon itself to lash out against the earth.
Long ago, before ... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 20,182 |
[IP] The sleeping god | She returned to her fishing spot as she had done thousands of times before. The morning of fishing had become a sort of ritual for her. In these past decades she could count the number of times she did not fish in the eyes of the Sleeping Protector on one hand.
The other had said it was superstition, they discounted... | 3 | 0 | 12 | 20,183 |
[WP] The protagonist of your favourite movie somehow end up in the world of your second favourite movie. | Very strange indeed. Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind finds herself in Morocco in 1942. | 1 | 0 | 2 | 20,184 |
[WP] The protagonist of your favourite movie somehow end up in the world of your second favourite movie. | “Did you hear that?”
“Hear what?”
“That’s the sound of my Walther. Its pointed directly at your balls, you ‘bloody’ Englishman.”
Bridget Von Hammersmark shuffled uneasily in her seat. She knew that the Major had given them up. He was so well versed on German culture and film that he had forgotten how to order dri... | 1 | 0 | 2 | 20,185 |
[WP] A guy sucked inside the board game "chess" while playing it. He is now the king chess piece. | “Your move,” Tom grunted.
“Hold your horses. I’m thinking,” Bill said as he rubbed his chin.
Every Saturday, Tom and Bill meet in the park to battle it out on the chess board. Tom always lost to his grandfather. He liked spending time with his grandpa, but he wished they could do something he enjoyed every once i... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 20,186 |
[EU] Turn the TV series "How I Met Your Mother" into a comedic horror(optional) story called "How I Killed Your Mother." | Dude, thats gonna take like 20 seasons..... | 7 | 0 | 10 | 20,187 |
[WP] a man meets the devil while out having a smoke, and finds out they have more in common than he thought. | Smoking's a bitch of a habit to keep up these days, especially in January. Standing on my apartment's roof deck, the wind cut right through my coat, and my hand shook slightly every time I drew the cigarette up to my mouth for another drag. The city behind me was frozen solid under the weight of yet another winter snow... | 41 | 0 | 29 | 20,188 |
[WP] a man meets the devil while out having a smoke, and finds out they have more in common than he thought. | I am all over this when I get off work. :)
Edit: Done on a separate post. I hope you enjoy it. | 3 | 0 | 29 | 20,189 |
[WP] a man meets the devil while out having a smoke, and finds out they have more in common than he thought. | "It's cold out here, isn't it?" John didn't expect an elaborate answer, he just wanted to break the ice. He had gone for a smoke at his favourite spot outside the crowded bar outside denver when he bumped into a tall and skinny man. The man was wearing a black coat and grey pants, emphasizing his height and somewhat om... | 9 | 0 | 29 | 20,190 |
[WP] a man meets the devil while out having a smoke, and finds out they have more in common than he thought. | With a harsh hiss and a bright light, the match brings life to my cigarette. The embers glow white for a moment as I take in a deep drag. It's a quarter past six and the bar is already starting to grow crowded. Low lives and high society alike gather and become one so long as money keeps changing hands.
I've had a l... | 10 | 0 | 29 | 20,191 |
[WP] a man meets the devil while out having a smoke, and finds out they have more in common than he thought. | He stood bare-chested in the cool night air on the balcony of his hotel room, steam rising from his chiseled physique. Inside, his latest conquest lay exhausted and unconscious, her blonde hair cascading over the edge of the bed, her full breasts slowly rising and falling with each breath.
She was easy. They were al... | 1 | 0 | 29 | 20,192 |
[WP] a man meets the devil while out having a smoke, and finds out they have more in common than he thought. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 29 | 20,193 |
[WP] a man meets the devil while out having a smoke, and finds out they have more in common than he thought. | The smoking area had a way of making us feel like cattle. All herded into an ever shrinking space, those of us who graduated to vaporizers were released to roam free, but the hardliners… the dedicated burners kept inching further and further out into the parking lot as society became increasingly hostile towards smoki... | 1 | 0 | 29 | 20,194 |
[WP] a man meets the devil while out having a smoke, and finds out they have more in common than he thought. | The grey clouds had already come in by the time that I stepped out to take my only smoke break of the day. The weather definitely had not been showing any of the typical signs of spring. Still, as long as it didn't rain, I supposed that the overcast skies didn't get in the way of my only solace in the place I had to ca... | 2 | 0 | 29 | 20,195 |
[WP] a man meets the devil while out having a smoke, and finds out they have more in common than he thought. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 29 | 20,196 |
[WP] a man meets the devil while out having a smoke, and finds out they have more in common than he thought. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 29 | 20,197 |
[WP] a man meets the devil while out having a smoke, and finds out they have more in common than he thought. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 29 | 20,198 |
[WP] a man meets the devil while out having a smoke, and finds out they have more in common than he thought. | The snow crunched under my slippers as I stepped out onto the balcony of my apartment. I slid the door shut behind me with a thud. It was February, and a cold one at that. It was the kind of cold that was absolutely unrelenting. The wind stabbed at my face as it blew by. I reached down into my bathrobe and pulled out a... | 2 | 0 | 29 | 20,199 |
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