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[CW] You are describing a place you like to go to using all sensory images other than sight. | -002
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The smell of Coffee beans permeate the air, the aroma swings through on lofty bouts of cool breezes billowing out of an air conditioning unit that is clicking in the far corner. I... | 1 | 0 | 6 | 2,300 |
[EU] Two prompts based on Disney's "FROZEN" {Prompts inside} | 2.
I didn't learn of the stories until I was well on my way there. Apparently something happened over the past year. I wasn't anywhere the new spread. I was busy retreating over the marshes and steppes that fall and winter, all the while pursued by those fiendish Cossacks. Even with those devils chasing us the whole w... | 6 | 0 | 7 | 2,301 |
[WP] You are a part of a team of scientists who's mission it is to explore the deepest and darkest depths of the ocean. Horrify me with what you find. | For 23 weeks we've been on this submarine, exploring the bottom of the ocean, moving from place, deeper and deeper. We were headed towards our final destination when we began to notice weird things being captured on the outside surveillance cameras.
Soon, we observed that brightly colored fish with long tendrils we... | 6 | 0 | 12 | 2,302 |
[WP] You are a part of a team of scientists who's mission it is to explore the deepest and darkest depths of the ocean. Horrify me with what you find. | "So, this is the thermocline conveyor. It is between the surface, starting a few hundred meters lower, all the way to approximately 1,000 meters.", James pointed with a small laser pen, coherent light scattering on the projector surface in faint rings.
"We're trying to study the effects of this process, by starting be... | 3 | 0 | 12 | 2,303 |
[WP] You are a part of a team of scientists who's mission it is to explore the deepest and darkest depths of the ocean. Horrify me with what you find. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 12 | 2,304 |
[EU] Write a story about Hera trying to convince the other goddesses that Zeus has a good reason for cheating on her, and that he actually loves her a lot. | Hera sat quietly in the throne room, draped in white garments, and stared at the cold tile floor, deep in thought. Two peacocks stood on either side of her large marble white chair. They pecked at the ground, clucking every so often. *Mount Olympus can be a lonely place sometimes*, she thought to herself. The other Oly... | 1 | 0 | 10 | 2,305 |
[EU] Write a story about Hera trying to convince the other goddesses that Zeus has a good reason for cheating on her, and that he actually loves her a lot. | "Hera, please, you have to understand." Zeus, king of the gods, wrung his hands nervously before his wife.
"What is there to understand? This is the fourth time in the past century!" She paused a beat. "I'm sick of your mortal whores. And I'm done with you."
"My queen, my love, they mean nothing to me. You must under... | 1 | 0 | 10 | 2,306 |
(Wp) similar to Jurassic park, write what it would be like for a dead human to be recreated millions of years into the future. Possibly in a zoo for a future race to enjoy. | The memories they gave me are the worst thing about it. I know I've been engineered into existence less than two weeks ago, but for me this is just a very long nightmare I'm hoping to wake up from. I remember... my daughter running outside of our suburban house, my wife cooking inside, my sports car with the hood open ... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 2,307 |
[WP] A prominent superhero finds that their godlike powers are useless in helping them solve the most important problem in their lives. | The squirrelly doctor put the machine readout down. His glasses made him look twice as ridiculous than how Antor had found him.
"Her T4 cells are too low to attempt any chemical intervention...
"Tell me what you need?" Antor interrupted. Babbling was something these people did too much of.
The doctor adjusted his gl... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 2,308 |
[WP] A prominent superhero finds that their godlike powers are useless in helping them solve the most important problem in their lives. | “You’re pregnant?”
“Yes, David, I’m pregnant. After saying it five times, it’s finally sinking in.”
“I thought we were using protection!”
“Look, contraceptives don’t exactly come in ‘metahuman’ varieties. It’s even less effective for us than for normal people.”
David sighed. “So what are we going to do, Anna?”
“We... | 7 | 0 | 10 | 2,309 |
[WP] A prominent superhero finds that their godlike powers are useless in helping them solve the most important problem in their lives. | 002 (Edit: Finished :D!)
They always say that it is lonely at the top. Those billionaires with all their money. Those geniuses with all their brains. Those world leaders with all their burdens. All sit atop their lonely peaks, surrounded with everything but the one thing we all really need: a companion. And I, sitting... | 5 | 0 | 10 | 2,310 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 35 | 2,311 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | Is this a 700 word maximum or minimum?
Edit: okay, the other threads say minimum, never mind! | 5 | 0 | 35 | 2,312 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | [deleted] | 4 | 0 | 35 | 2,313 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | Today is the day, *thee* day.
It seems as though only yesterday I was filled with songs of happiness, bright and cheery tones, and seasons of never-ending song. I was complete, fulfilled, and happier than I have ever been. Springtime was always my favorite, the fresh crisp air inspired serenade after serenade. I remem... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,314 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | ''In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. The same was in the beginning with God. All things were made by him; and without him was not anything made that was made. In him was life; and the life was the light of men.'' Those words were read beside me for many years, from the black... | 29 | 0 | 35 | 2,315 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 35 | 2,316 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | I think it was something I did. The children must understand that I didn't mean to let my heart die. I wanted it to live and give them my song. I wanted my bars to ring and resonate with the blissful melodies. What could I have done to destroy my own heart? I cannot fathom what force could have stopped its beating. It ... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,317 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | It’s important you don’t get attached, as a cage,
To the animals that you contain.
For sooner or later, they’re all bound to age
And pass from your tightly-barred plane.
I wish someone’d told me this maxim, this truth,
When I was a cagey young lad.
So listen close, kid, to a tale of my youth:
The story of poor U... | 7 | 0 | 35 | 2,318 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | I'm a hanging reminder to what you are
Inside lays your future dead on the floor
Fill me in with another stray
This cage you look at
Is not going away
Pretty me up with newspapers and feeders
Hang mirrors inside me
Because seeing makes believers
Put another prisoner inside of me
As pretty as you like... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,319 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | I am a prison. A prison for what I can only assume are the most twisted examples of the ornithological species. My first charge was a Cockatiel who spent its days mindlessly jabbering while pacing the wooden beam suspended 12 inches above the current events of years past. When the black and white print had been scribbl... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,320 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | A poem just to be different. (Only counts as 200 words if you count the asterisks... so please do that!)
**Vacancy**
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The black one's flown, but flies no more.
The tapping's ceased upon my door.
Feathers strewn like bodies lie,
As leaves are thrown by brooding skies.
And I am empty.
*
Seeds are left, u... | 9 | 1 | 35 | 2,321 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | Suspended he thought about his friend. An arrogant macaw that shat everywhere but on the shredded paper. He would twist his head to look around the cage, dead mocking eyes tracking, looking for a weakness in the cage. In the bird's younger days it would fight the cage, cawing madly, throwing feathers and paper everywh... | 3 | 0 | 35 | 2,322 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | This will be the third one. The third death that my tainted, brass walls have experienced. These little 'tropical' birds are a curse. A small green parrot, who spoke 200 different words; a slightly insane canary, who was almost always screaming; and now, a rainbow tucan, who skwawks for freedom day and night. These won... | 3 | 0 | 35 | 2,323 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | How can you call something Flash Fiction if there is a word *minimum*?
Like WTAF | 4 | 0 | 35 | 2,324 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | **-003**
**Resolution Challenge**
She slowly stepped off the circumference of her cage, watching as the other die. The other was calm now. The worry that had marred her perfect features was gone. Her porcelain skin, pale and unblemished, kissed her eyes. The other had been lissome in her movements; the grace extendi... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,325 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | The sliver of light keeps me awake, as always when they forget to cloak us in darkness. Well, it isn't 'us' anymore. Now, it's just me. They took Jordy out last week, as his body lay below for a full three hours before they found him. It isn't hard to climb up here, to the top ledge, but he didn't make it up. I know he... | 3 | 0 | 35 | 2,326 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | The yellow chewy sits precariously balanced on the heap of down feathers and one unfortunate claw. Joe hasn’t seen the pile yet. Instead, he freshened my watering hole and patted me with a sympathetic hand.
*Fuckin’ oblivious loser, Joe.* I thought to myself. Instead, a crisp “tweet, tweet” sufficed.
They say it was ... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,327 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,328 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | My door closes and I am alone. This is something old and unwelcome for me. I despise this feeling. Having something taken from me, something that is mine pulled out of my grasp in an instant. She was mine, something that I could call my own. With these bars being my entire being, not many things are mine entirely. She ... | 3 | 0 | 35 | 2,329 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | It was time…
It wasn't much of a surprise. Reggie, as they called him, was approaching twelve years - longer than any other parakeet I had housed. It was still depressing, as all passing is, but under normal circumstances it wouldn't have been the cause of any serious discontentment. One of them would notice the lack ... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,330 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | Regret.
One word sums up the pitiful lives of the birds that reside inside of me. I've lost count of how many times I've seen the same story. They always arrive vivid, sparkling, and energetic. But as time passes, the color fades from their feathers, their movements become mechanical, and their songs less frequent unt... | 1 | 0 | 35 | 2,331 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | *Squawk.* Wow man, dude, Alex, yeah that’s what everyone calls you. Although I didn’t really like the name, reminds me of those long, cylindrical, black hissy things that Pete used to watch on the colourful box. Ah, poor Pete, he was a good one; not as good as Sarah, but better than John. John would always forget to fe... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,332 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | Warning - this one is kind of dark.
I’m the Birdcage, or just Cage for short. I keep our guests alive and comfortable, at least until the Doctor does his thing. Zack and Pete go out and pick them up - usually street walkers or runaways. They used to get the occasional housewife until the Doctor told them told them ... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,333 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 35 | 2,334 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,335 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | I watched Archeopteryx eat three canaries, a parrot and countless pigeons before he finally met his maker.
Sometimes those big hands would break a leg or wing before shoving Tery’s newest playing inside me. Louder than death, he was always a tyrant for attention. In human shadow, through bass chants and rattling smack... | 3 | 0 | 35 | 2,336 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | [deleted] | 0 | 0 | 35 | 2,337 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | Cyrus died quietly in his sleep. He was unusual in this regard; most cockatoos manage to make noises up until their final breath. That was how Chipper had gone, as well as Cammy, and Tuttles before that. The girls have grown so much since the first birds were brought in. I remember when Tuttles and Cammy were my occupa... | 1 | 0 | 35 | 2,338 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | Here is my entry, enjoy!
Every morning brought the whistling of my sweet Canary friend, which was beautiful, the sound would cause my metal bars to vibrate. Depending on her pitch it would vibrate a soft "hum" and I would sing back. We sounded beautiful together, she on her own was more than the world deserved.
The ... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,339 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | All things pass in time.
Beautiful music, bright colors, even the shine of gold. Nothing lasts forever. Once there was beautiful music made here, in this room. Once there were voices to be heard, and laughter. The room is silent without laughter. The small noises, the footsteps, the push of fabric on skin, the sway a... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,340 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,341 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 35 | 2,342 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | Damn Jinni. A lawyer at that. Twisted my words and here I am. Caked in bird shit. Forced to hang near the window with breeze. Today the parrot died. Of natural causes, but of course that's what I want them to think. The owners of us all.
I'm still bitter, like I said. I still think of freedom. Another breeze. Christ. ... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,343 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | With death comes a clean hollowness that is hard to describe. What breeze there is moves through me, disturbs no smell, whistles through my ribs. It’s like I’ve been emptied — turned over and my insides dumped out. A cold hand reaches in and wipes me clean, and I am squeaky-new again. There’s an old, half peeled-away s... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,344 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | It all fades away eventually. Metal rusts; pellets are scooped and taken away for disposal. Feathers fall. Hay crumbles to dust. It’s all transient. It’s all purposeless.
Except when they sing. If I had a soul, I’d say that the only thing to pull it out from the persistent grey waves of nothingness would be birdsong. ... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,345 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | I could hear the sound of a struggle off in a distance, wings beating against the floor and each other. Suddenly, the struggle stopped, and the only thing that could be heard was the scrape of claws being dragged across the floor. *Looks like the Sheriff's got another victim*, I thought, a chill running through my bars... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,346 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | Bird Cage Contest!
“Lord in the heavens above, that last one smelt a bit like a fart, don’t you think? What was Mr. Middlebury thinking sprinkling thistle on my floor for a goldfinch? Even an amateur knows they won’t help but stuff themselves ‘til they pop. Merkel, what do you think? Weigh in on this. Merkel.”
Merke... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,347 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | Silence and loneliness echo my bars. I've seen more than my fair share of birds come and go in my days as a cage, and one thing i've learned is saying good bye is never easy, especially when you were never given the chance. Pete was a good parrot. He would always keep me entertained. His owner the famous OG Pimp "Mouse... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,348 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | They took Frida away yesterday morning. The dumb one (the male of the species) was delegated the task, as he is delegated most tasks, by the female, the smart one.
They had known Frida was dead for a good long while. She lay on my floor while they argued about whose duty it was to dispose of the carcass. (This was la... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,349 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | I'm starting to wonder. You know, I do that a lot. I wondered what the thing was that was put inside me, I wondered if it could think, I wondered if I could ever get peace and quiet. Well, I finally have the answer to that last question. Dang it.
The thing is dead. And suddenly, I can think. The constant, deafening, u... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,350 |
[FF] Vacancy. Contest, 700 Words. | T'was just a normal day,
And the bird slept it away,
As it liked to do, the Blue Jay:
Simply sleep the day away.
*
But then some breath left the bird
And from him no other sound was heard.
Thus what was a normal day wasn't anymore,
And my tenant was still, forever more.
*
They took him away, as he was bereft... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 2,351 |
[WP] while talking to your weed dealer, you realize he is Jesus Christ in disguise. He soon makes you realize you miss your ex. | I like this prompt, give me a little time to work it out | 2 | 0 | 39 | 2,352 |
[WP] while talking to your weed dealer, you realize he is Jesus Christ in disguise. He soon makes you realize you miss your ex. | Haha this prompt made me laugh. Love the absurdity of it. Looking forward to the results! | 3 | 0 | 39 | 2,353 |
[WP] while talking to your weed dealer, you realize he is Jesus Christ in disguise. He soon makes you realize you miss your ex. | "Hey man, I brought eighty, what do you got?"
"Well, you have options. I've got a half ounce of Stress, and I've got some better stuff but you won't get as much. I can do a third of some of my better stuff. Blueberry Kush, God Bud, Holy Smoke, Nirvana, Heavenly Light. Take your pick. Oh, and I've got some fish and bre... | 27 | 0 | 39 | 2,354 |
[WP] An infectious disease that gradually makes people more and more beautiful over a period of time, then results in their deaths when they have reached physical perfection. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 142 | 2,355 |
[WP] An infectious disease that gradually makes people more and more beautiful over a period of time, then results in their deaths when they have reached physical perfection. | Mommy says one day I will be beautiful. She says we used to look up to the pretty people but now we feel sad for them. I think Mommy is beautiful but she says she isn't yet. She will be one day.
I don't want to be pretty like Mommy says. I see all the pretty people and I feel sad because I know they will die soon.... | 50 | 0 | 142 | 2,356 |
[WP] An infectious disease that gradually makes people more and more beautiful over a period of time, then results in their deaths when they have reached physical perfection. | "I'd say you're definitely a 9/10. That's getting just a little bit too high for my tastes. Throw this vial of acid in your face, and that should ride you over until your next checkup. Now was there any other problems you wanted to bring up while you're here?"
"No, I'm just here for my biannual checkup, but thanks for... | 9 | 0 | 142 | 2,357 |
[WP] An infectious disease that gradually makes people more and more beautiful over a period of time, then results in their deaths when they have reached physical perfection. | Her name was Rose.
She was so, so beautiful, so pale, so exotic, so short-lived. She was the epitome of perfection, a true belle. I would watch her from afar at the beauty parlor, just wiping down tables, brushing stray pills into the bio hazard pale and laying out fresh gauze. Rose was more beautiful each time she cam... | 6 | 0 | 142 | 2,358 |
[WP] An infectious disease that gradually makes people more and more beautiful over a period of time, then results in their deaths when they have reached physical perfection. | She was so perfect. It had been atleast 6 months since they had met, but in those 6 months what a transformation she had undertaken. She shed 40 kilos; none from her breasts; the perfect hour glass figure.
She claimed she wasn't doing anything different, since she came back from her holiday in central Africa. The num... | 79 | 1 | 142 | 2,359 |
[WP] An infectious disease that gradually makes people more and more beautiful over a period of time, then results in their deaths when they have reached physical perfection. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 142 | 2,360 |
[WP] An infectious disease that gradually makes people more and more beautiful over a period of time, then results in their deaths when they have reached physical perfection. | "Wait are you saying that the disease increased my lifespan!" I gasped
"Yes" the doctor said, "by about 157 years or so."
"I can't be that ugly!" I nervously laughed, quite unsure what to think of this situation.
"I suppose not, now remove the paper bag and lets see what we are dealing with......OH GAWD, OH GAWD P... | 10 | 0 | 142 | 2,361 |
[WP] An infectious disease that gradually makes people more and more beautiful over a period of time, then results in their deaths when they have reached physical perfection. | The police car pulls up into the driveway. The engine shuts off and out climb two policemen. One with a black handlebar mustache, the other with a blond crew cut.
"The fourth death in just as many days," says the one with the mustache.
"And the only connection is an unknown virus and a lead that makes no sense," rep... | 30 | 0 | 142 | 2,362 |
[WP] An infectious disease that gradually makes people more and more beautiful over a period of time, then results in their deaths when they have reached physical perfection. | I woke up a woman today. Being a woman used to be a blessing. I could motivate most men to do my bidding, taking advantage of their innate desire to share a moment with something beautiful, and stoking the fires of lust with a small smile or gentle toss of my hair to get what I wanted. But now I’m in constant danger... | 5 | 0 | 142 | 2,363 |
[WP] An infectious disease that gradually makes people more and more beautiful over a period of time, then results in their deaths when they have reached physical perfection. | The knife dug into her cheek, rending flesh and spilling blood, painting her perfect skin with red. She winced only slightly, the pain nothing compared to the fear that filled her. Another crimson line was drawn across her face, the other cheek now carved in wicked lines, scrawling out her plight. It was the least she ... | 14 | 0 | 142 | 2,364 |
[WP] An infectious disease that gradually makes people more and more beautiful over a period of time, then results in their deaths when they have reached physical perfection. | Kyle barely got to the bathroom before the shaking started, and he had to grab hold of the sill a moment before he could go on. His fingers trembled as he reached for the medicine cabinet.
Stage 3 was the penultimate stage. It created muscle tone, enhanced and grounded metabolism rates. Hair thickened and pores opened... | 11 | 0 | 142 | 2,365 |
[WP] An infectious disease that gradually makes people more and more beautiful over a period of time, then results in their deaths when they have reached physical perfection. | "A brutal murder/homicide takes place in your neighborhood. Police are searching for the suspect. And then, a hot new infectious disease is making people more...*beautiful*. Learn how you can catch it, tonight at 9."
Andry put down the remote control slowly. He took a deep breath, contemplating his options.
He raised... | 13 | 0 | 142 | 2,366 |
[WP] An infectious disease that gradually makes people more and more beautiful over a period of time, then results in their deaths when they have reached physical perfection. | The man took the scalpel and placed it on the counter in front of the mirror. He'd done this dozens of times but the scars always were healed within a week. If it meant another possible week of his life he didn't think it mattered.
He knew that by now everyone had the disease, but for some reason they didn't care at ... | 6 | 0 | 142 | 2,367 |
[WP] An infectious disease that gradually makes people more and more beautiful over a period of time, then results in their deaths when they have reached physical perfection. | I really don't have the acumen to write from this prompt, but after reading it, I just thought of a propaganda poster saying "Happy, Healthy, Homely, Report beautifuls to your local Disease Control Centre". | 4 | 0 | 142 | 2,368 |
[WP] An infectious disease that gradually makes people more and more beautiful over a period of time, then results in their deaths when they have reached physical perfection. | This won't be seen by many as it's pretty late, but thought I would post anyway. I don't write much but am making a point to do moreso as of this year. Would love to hear your criticisms. :)
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At 12:00:03 AM, the first of January, 2014, Alex kissed the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his life... | 1 | 0 | 142 | 2,369 |
[WP] Write about your username. | Navajo people, or the Dine as they call themselves, exchange hushed whispers of the horrible creature called ye naadlooshii, the skinwalker. These former practitioners of the Witchery Way kill members of their own family in order to gain tremendous supernatural powers. Able to take any form they wish, run faster than a... | 2 | 0 | 46 | 2,370 |
[WP] Write about your username. | When the word Mentor and the strange Argonian name Himmer love each other very much, an eleven year old boy takes them and puts them together for the character of his very first MMORPG, thus creating Himntor.
But the story of Himntor is much longer than a silly story. There is a certain characteristic to it. The name ... | 5 | 0 | 46 | 2,371 |
[WP] Write about your username. | It's a lonely job. You keep yourself in it with hope, luck, and a bit o' stubbornness. A job fit only for a dreamer and a hard worker. It takes a hopeful man to believe he's gonna' strike gold, and a good strong back to find it and pull it from the ground. And that's what I am, a prospector.
Like I said, it's a lonely... | 1 | 0 | 46 | 2,372 |
[WP] Write about your username. | The police surrounded the mountain. Nobody in the Ikea had dared stop him. He had just kept building and building. By the time the police arrived, the mountain almost reached the ceiling. Every variety of chair they had in stock was a part of his creation, in every orientation imaginable. It was surprisingly stable. Se... | 39 | 0 | 46 | 2,373 |
[WP] Write about your username. | I am the Void, I am Nothingness!
Bow to the cold emptyness and accept it in your heart, let it fill your mind and soul and void them of emotion.
Feel the absence of being and embrace it, merge with the Void and you shall become the Void itself, thus when you are nothing, you are truly perfect. | 2 | 0 | 46 | 2,374 |
[WP] Write about your username. | No one ever saw him. Drift away on the bus or pass out on your friend's lawn, he'd be there. Some reported it happening even when they slept in their own beds, their doors bolted and their house alarms set. Hollywood's quietest plastic surgeon. A naturalist's worst enemy.
Wipe the sleep from your groggy eyes, my frien... | 10 | 0 | 46 | 2,375 |
[WP] Write about your username. | (*Hmm, this will be a challenge.*)
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"*Pack OS one hundred.*"
The man obeyed the mechanical voice, using tongs to remove Official Specimen 100 from its cage and placing it inside the glass container. He then placed the container upon the conveyor belt, which would carry the Specimen to a giant furnace where it... | 11 | 0 | 46 | 2,376 |
[WP] Write about your username. | The other one, the one called Mr Zigler, is the one things happen to. I walk through the streets of York and stop for a moment, pondering now, to look at the arch of an entrance and the statues at the gate. I know of Mr Zigler from the mail and see his name on a list of inventors or authors. I like buffalo, philosophy,... | 1 | 0 | 46 | 2,377 |
[WP] Write about your username. | There was no ketchup, but I just felt ... | 8 | 0 | 46 | 2,378 |
[WP] Write about your username. | It was the end of the school year, and Mr Hugowitz waved goodbye to his pupils for the last time. College, technical school, professional sports, they were all careers he hoped that they would go on to and he felt a sense of pride that he'd done his best to help them achieve such lofty goals.
He sat down with a sigh,... | 3 | 0 | 46 | 2,379 |
[WP] Write about your username. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 46 | 2,380 |
[WP] Write about your username. | My limbs shiver and my body seizes up. My heart rate is at an uncomfortable high. I've been curled up so long in this dark corner. The only reasonable position I can contour my body in is to bend my knees and duck my head towards my stomach. I am insanely uncomfortable. My knees ache and my neck is so stiff it pains me... | 5 | 0 | 46 | 2,381 |
[WP] Write about your username. | All at once my body begins to shake. My nerves are becoming too much to bear. It's gonna be my first time and I just want to give a good impression.
Finally, my turn. I walk up. The spotlight is blinding, yet my nerves seem to vanish with my vision. I open up with my first line:
"So what's the deal with airline food... | 3 | 0 | 46 | 2,382 |
[WP] Write about your username. | I cant write anything | 30 | 0 | 46 | 2,383 |
[WP] Write about your username. | The short, chubby twenty-one-year-old rested the wrapped pie dough on the scratched counter, green eyes searching for the spatula that had stayed with her since college. The one with the red handle and the gently melted edge - aha! She spotted it on top of the fridge in her tiny kitchen.
With a stretch of her toes, sh... | 1 | 0 | 46 | 2,384 |
[WP] Write about your username. | I only saw it once as I lay in bed. My thoughts whirling around the tiny room, bumping into the ceiling and bouncing off the walls. My imagination was weaving stories and memories together constantly. They were almost tangible yet so undeniably distant. Between electric tendrils of innovation and quiet wonders of prete... | 1 | 0 | 46 | 2,385 |
[WP] Write about your username. | I came back from the future to rewrite this comment. | 5 | 0 | 46 | 2,386 |
[WP] Write about your username. | Rutland is an island off the North West coast of Donegal. Every summer, my family and I would pack a car full with my brother, sister, mum and dad and enough clothes to last a couple of months, and we'd spend the summer there. There were no shops on the island, just good friends.
People who we would only see once a ye... | 1 | 0 | 46 | 2,387 |
[WP] Write about your username. | A beast of blue flies through an empty sky
And, once at home, alights inside his cave.
Now weary after such a lengthy fly,
He pads along towards that which he so craves:
A grey computer sits attentively,
At which the drake will type with utmost care.
And through the night he shall type silently,
With unsee... | 3 | 0 | 46 | 2,388 |
[WP] Write about your username. | It started out little. I was just trying to deny one of my terrible secrets. I figured if I denied it for long enough, it would become untrue. I just kept saying to myself, "That's not me."
But as many times as I tried to convince myself it was false, it still remained to be true.
This began to happen more and more... | 3 | 0 | 46 | 2,389 |
[WP] Write about your username. | Faint, distant spots of light dot the black sky. "1:08pm..." He mused aloud, lifting his gaze from his wrist to reorient himself in the forest's dense shadow. The sea of trees lives up to it's name, a daunting and terrible place of awful beauty. Dread hung low in the still, silent air. Finally, a clearing, an island o... | 2 | 0 | 46 | 2,390 |
[WP] Write about your username. | The boy realize that even the most beautiful of things don't just leave you in awe, but also leaves scars. | 1 | 0 | 46 | 2,391 |
[WP] Write about your username. | -003
I am going to be gone for a few days, so I am going to write a few in advance
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She walked in with wet hair and a bad attitude. Her oversized sweatshirt with the local homeschool logo was slept in, and ugly. The hood was up, covering her head, but her wet hair was poking through on the sides of her face. She w... | 1 | 0 | 46 | 2,392 |
[WP] Write about your username. | The twentyseventh Q. The last quh. One man can end it all. Then he did a toilet in him garage. The end.
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My name is Quinn, & I like the number 27. One day I thought of spelling out the number, for originality, & because it looks nice..
I'm pretty into the letter Q. I'm pretty into my name. I've always felt... | 1 | 0 | 46 | 2,393 |
[WP] Write about your username. | She carefully and quietly observes the lion through the black binoculars. With each second she waits, the urge only feels stronger, her body almost nudging her towards the delicate creature.
It is too much for her and she is desperate for a release, so as silent as she can, she makes her way to the lion and noiseless... | 2 | 0 | 46 | 2,394 |
[WP] Write about your username. | Sitting at home, he didn't expect to hear the banging, but he heard it ring off of the walls in that empty house loud and clear. "Who tha fuck is it now...?" He muttered as he gripped the armrest of the chair and swung himself up off the seat. He strutted over to the door, forcefully stuck the key in the lock and unloc... | 1 | 0 | 46 | 2,395 |
[WP] Write about your username. | The young, agile trainer lurked carefully. He knew what waited in the shadows. Among the tall grass, it sat, plotting. The trainer foolishly approached the eerily dense grass. *distant battle music issues* The trainer grasps his pokeball and prepares for the worst. *A wild Reddit appeared!* With haste, the trainer thre... | 1 | 0 | 46 | 2,396 |
[WP] Write about your username. | At the age of thirteen, my good friend Jim introduced me to the webcomic *Homestuck*. I found this comic intensely entertaining, and I grew attached to a certain character, John Egbert. John was a regular kid, who, along with his three best internet-friends, just so happened to be around for the end of the world. He an... | 1 | 0 | 46 | 2,397 |
[WP] Write about your username. | Intel reads that the HVI is on the 5th floor. Whiskey, move in and eliminate any hostiles.
"We're on it, sir."
Oscar, do we have eyes on the target?
*silence*
I repeat, do we have eyes on the target?
*dead silence*
Houston, send a recon to sector emma niner. There were reports of fire earli... | 1 | 0 | 46 | 2,398 |
[WP] Write about your username. | [](/hamntor)You would like that wouldn't you? | 3 | 0 | 46 | 2,399 |
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