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[WP] A ancient Lich have grown tired of the evil ways. he opens up a Tavern, it quickly becomes the most popular Tavern in the lands. | "See, kid, when I was young, I thought just like you." Azzy leaned over the counter, drumming his skeletal left hand on the table. "Conquer kingdoms, slay gods, go down in history as the most evil person in the world."
He grinned at Jarad, or at least Jarad thought he did. You could never quite tell with skeletons... | 3 | 0 | 54 | 26,300 |
[WP] A ancient Lich have grown tired of the evil ways. he opens up a Tavern, it quickly becomes the most popular Tavern in the lands. | In a generic and idyllic fantasy farmland, five generic adventurers took off their filthy cloaks and stepped into the warmth and homeliness of a tavern. A dwarf, a hobbit, an elf, a man, and a wizard were among their company.
"I don't know about this" rumbled the wizard out of a mouth hidden by feet of grey hair. ... | 6 | 0 | 54 | 26,301 |
[WP] You are called in for questioning for a crime you did commit. The cops, however, have all the details wrong. | "Mr. Rudolph, thank you for coming in today. We’re going to run a few questions past you about an event that occurred last night. Any help you could give us would be great” said Officer Miller. “Sounds good to me”. I managed to get out. *Shit, they found me so fast.*
“Last night a man wearing a clown mask stole 60 mi... | 16 | 0 | 30 | 26,302 |
[WP] You are called in for questioning for a crime you did commit. The cops, however, have all the details wrong. | The interrogation room was cold. They had found the body. They confirmed my absence from my apartment. My fingerprints were all over the murder weapon. There was only one word to describe this situation...
*Fate*
Detective Connolly and Detective Matthews walked in, smug, strolling in their swagger, smiling, conde... | 9 | 0 | 30 | 26,303 |
[WP] You are called in for questioning for a crime you did commit. The cops, however, have all the details wrong. | I sit patiently in the center of a dim room on one of those folding metal chairs behind a flimsy plastic card table. My heart wants to speed, but I tell it to slow. Easy, breezy Cover Girl. That’s who I have to be right now. Mrs. Innocent. There is nothing but silence and the glint of the double sided mirror that I ... | 3 | 0 | 30 | 26,304 |
[WP] You are called in for questioning for a crime you did commit. The cops, however, have all the details wrong. | Interview rooms. You see them all the time on TV, but I'd never been in one until today. Without the ability to change camera angles and points of view they really are dull.
Other things in the room which are dull include Detective Constable Ross and Detective Sergeant Patel, two first class examples of real polic... | 1 | 0 | 30 | 26,305 |
[WP] Mission Compromised! ABORT! ABORT! | The crack of a pistol reverberated down the sewer pipe, the deafening sound echoing back and forth off the walls. Jack's ears began ringing. "WTF was that!" Jack said turning around, rubbing his right ear with his hand. He was greeted with the sight of Jade, his newest team member, pointing her pistol right at his fac... | 3 | 0 | 5 | 26,306 |
[WP] Mission Compromised! ABORT! ABORT! | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 5 | 26,307 |
[WP] Mission Compromised! ABORT! ABORT! | Jack sat there on the road, feet dangling inside the manhole. Rain drench through his cloths. Fighting back the rage, Jack pounded his fist into the pavement. A motorcycle's hum could be heard throughout the city coming closer.
Jack turned his head to the left and spotted a dark green Ninja 300 pull up. The rider fl... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 26,308 |
[IP] Hidden Harbour by Max Hugo | This had always been, and hopefully always will be a safe haven. My permanent residence, now. At least, when not on a voyage.
Am I a pirate? Perhaps. Though I hardly call taking back what is rightfully mine stealing. It's almost like a children's tale. A deposed prince is sent in exile on pain of death. Except this ta... | 3 | 0 | 11 | 26,309 |
[IP] Hidden Harbour by Max Hugo | "Only someone who has been there before can guide you in." The ratty little man sucked at his teeth while reaching forward to move a blue token on the board, “and I've been there.” The token was now only two spaces from the white tower.
“Of course you have.” Greiger eyed the board, “so has everyone here and their moth... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 26,310 |
[WP] Social status is decided by hair color. At a ball for gingers, a girl with dyed hair walks in. | This was it. I'd spent two hundred dollars getting a really good dye-job, it looked all-natural, unless someone actually spent time looking at it; now to put the dye to use. These gingers, the aristocracy, planned these galas as a meeting for their children, to keep the blood pure, they said.
To advance social stratas... | 32 | 0 | 53 | 26,311 |
[WP] Social status is decided by hair color. At a ball for gingers, a girl with dyed hair walks in. | [deleted] | 16 | 0 | 53 | 26,312 |
[WP] Social status is decided by hair color. At a ball for gingers, a girl with dyed hair walks in. | *One last check*, she thought as she pulled out a small worn picture of a ginger boy. The cab driver pulled over, and he reached back for the fare. She reached into her, rather large, purse and pulled out a wad of cash.
She didn't wait for him to open the door for her. With a almost military type walk, she stomped t... | 1 | 0 | 53 | 26,313 |
[WP] Social status is decided by hair color. At a ball for gingers, a girl with dyed hair walks in. | This is an excerpt of the short story created from this prompt. It became rather long.
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...and so they set to work. A call was sent out to the supervisor at the Ruster's Point community laundromat, who agreed to "misplace" an order of clothing. It would be stowed in the cook of mansion's purchases for the week. ... | 2 | 0 | 53 | 26,314 |
[WP] You can feel your (his/her/its) body falling apart. | Reality washed away around me. I'm no longer in my bed. I appear to be in the middle of the jungle, surrounded by the sound of shells hitting the ground around me. People yelling, guns reloading, firing, hitting their mark. I'm holding the child's head in my lap. "It's this dream again..." I think, as I pick the child... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 26,315 |
[WP] You can feel your (his/her/its) body falling apart. | It's gotten bad again. I can barely tell where I am through the pain. People are staring. I've fallen over, haven't I? Right onto my face. That explains why my chin is wet. I try wiping at my nose, but that just spreads the blood further. I have to get out of public. Standing makes it hurt so much worse, but I have to ... | 3 | 0 | 5 | 26,316 |
[OT] Writing Prompts in other languages | Well, there aren't any rules against it, go ahead! I wouldn't expect a lot of people to read it, though... | 6 | 0 | 7 | 26,317 |
[OT] Writing Prompts in other languages | If you can't find another sub, I suppose you could do a [CW] post here with the constraint being that you must write in a given language. | 4 | 0 | 7 | 26,318 |
[OT] Writing Prompts in other languages | Going through your history, you've written a *lot* of stuff in English. If you don't feel like writing in English, I think the only thing that you can do is just write in your native language. | 3 | 0 | 7 | 26,319 |
[OT] Writing Prompts in other languages | You could start a new subreddit for writing prompts in french, but I honestly have no idea if there would be enough subscribers to support it.
Having said that, there is nothing to prevent you from responding to prompts here in french. The question becomes that if you do, how many would be able to read it?
I apologiz... | 3 | 0 | 7 | 26,320 |
A Serial Killer is interviewed by an equally sociopathic (possibly budding serial killer him/herself) reporter. | **The Chain Strangler**: You probably want to know what it felt like...
**Channel 7's Kelsey Stanner**: Yes, what did it feel like to have someone's life in your hands?
**The Chain Strangler**: It felt like I was king of the world...
**Channel 7's Kelsey Stanner**: Like in Titanic?
**The Chain Strangler**: Exact... | 3 | 0 | 4 | 26,321 |
I'm not sure what it is but I just wanted to write it |
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[WP/EU] Skorp129's Daily Writing Prompt! Today: In a world where the world is made of blocks... | Thunder rumbled quietly overhead, providing the soundtrack of my evening in concert with small sheets of water passing in front of me. Gentle flashes of light played in the distance, sending ripples of white across the clouds overhead. Further, I could see skeletons milling around my front yard, eyeballing my windows w... | 3 | 0 | 3 | 26,323 |
[WP/EU] Skorp129's Daily Writing Prompt! Today: In a world where the world is made of blocks... | I remember when I first came here too. I was immediately aware that everything seemed different.
Where was I? I opened my eyes slowly. The sun light was blinding, but the light was also strange; it was a light that I was not familiar with. I held my hand up to my eyes to protect from the glare, and became aware that ... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 26,324 |
a world where all of humanity has infinite power but not the knowledge to use it (e.g. i know everything about fire now i can control and create fire). continued |
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[WP] Everyone from the most awkward memories of your life has assembled for a speech you've prepared for the purpose of redeeming yourself. | I sighed nervously and straightened my tie. I could hear the quiet murmur of the crowd behind the curtain. Straining my ears, I tried to ascertain people's individual voices.
Was that Scarlett I heard, whom I had spilled Diet Pepsi on, on our first date? Reflecting, that wouldnt have been so bad If I hadnt grabbed my... | 13 | 0 | 30 | 26,326 |
[WP] Everyone from the most awkward memories of your life has assembled for a speech you've prepared for the purpose of redeeming yourself. | All of my exes stood before the podium. Some of them were exactly the way I left em, while others seemed a bit more or less cleaned up. Unfortunately the biker douche was there, and he decided to sit in the front row.
"Um... Hello," I said, tapping the microphone. "Nice of you all to drop by." All of them clap, save f... | 3 | 0 | 30 | 26,327 |
[WP] A child has the ability to control every aspect of their dreams and treats their life as only a waiting period between dreams. Convince them that life is worth their effort. | Julie,
By the time you read this I will be gone. I wish I could still be there with you, but we all knew the time would come when I would have to go on. You mean the world to me and I want you to live your life and be happy, and that is why I am writing this letter to you. I have watched you growing more and more dist... | 66 | 0 | 203 | 26,328 |
[WP] A child has the ability to control every aspect of their dreams and treats their life as only a waiting period between dreams. Convince them that life is worth their effort. | "Kid, there is so much more to live than the illusions in your dreams."
"What makes you say that? Yesterday I chose to be a Roman soldier, a hero in the battle against the ~~Byzanthian~~ Carthagian empire. The day before I chose the be a space explorer, who landed on a planet that had only attractive women on it. The ... | 25 | 0 | 203 | 26,329 |
[WP] A child has the ability to control every aspect of their dreams and treats their life as only a waiting period between dreams. Convince them that life is worth their effort. | Have a seat child. I know that this is but a passing dream to you. I know that it is a bad one, one in which you lack power, one in which you cannot control, I know that you have this dream every night.
So what should I say to you to convince you to forsake your other world? How could I entreat you to recognize this ... | 17 | 0 | 203 | 26,330 |
[WP] A child has the ability to control every aspect of their dreams and treats their life as only a waiting period between dreams. Convince them that life is worth their effort. | "But don't you see what I'm trying to tell you is that this is the nightmare?", the boy tried to convince the doctor.
"This is where you live your life. You're missing the world out there when you live like this. Everyone sleeps at night, but we all forget our dreams in the morning and move on with the life we have. I... | 3 | 0 | 203 | 26,331 |
[WP] A child has the ability to control every aspect of their dreams and treats their life as only a waiting period between dreams. Convince them that life is worth their effort. | Reminds me of the veldt | 1 | 0 | 203 | 26,332 |
[WP] A child has the ability to control every aspect of their dreams and treats their life as only a waiting period between dreams. Convince them that life is worth their effort. | "Remember," I whispered as I stroked her forehead. Her lids were getting heavy now, drooping with the want of her next adventure. "Those dreams don't last. They're fleeting examples of everything you could ever do. But life? I wish you could see how much you could create out here, too. Because even once you're gone, li... | 3 | 0 | 203 | 26,333 |
[WP] A child has the ability to control every aspect of their dreams and treats their life as only a waiting period between dreams. Convince them that life is worth their effort. | This was my life... for years I wanted to try to induce a coma so I could cut out the waiting time. | 2 | 0 | 203 | 26,334 |
[WP] A child has the ability to control every aspect of their dreams and treats their life as only a waiting period between dreams. Convince them that life is worth their effort. | "-you do realize you need to *eat*, you know? That costs *money*. You're going to have to leave this house one day. You can't stay in here forever."
"...Shut up."
He turned away from the voice, curling up tighter and pulling the covers over his head.
"Mom can just buy the food for me, anyways. She understands. Just ... | 4 | 0 | 203 | 26,335 |
[WP] A child has the ability to control every aspect of their dreams and treats their life as only a waiting period between dreams. Convince them that life is worth their effort. | Lets’ say you decide to go to sleep tonight and dream for 80 years. It only takes up a night, but in relative perspective it feels like a lifetime. In this dream you live out all of your fantasies. Every pleasure you can imagine is yours, all the wealth you can accumulate is yours, hell even all the super powers you’ve... | 13 | 0 | 203 | 26,336 |
[WP] A child has the ability to control every aspect of their dreams and treats their life as only a waiting period between dreams. Convince them that life is worth their effort. | Gieta sat in the field near her house surrounded by daisies and sweet-grass, weaving the two together in absent boredom. This place used to be her favorite place. It was a place where any adventure could happen, where any story from the imagination of an eight year old girl could and would come to life. Not any long... | 2 | 0 | 203 | 26,337 |
[WP] A child has the ability to control every aspect of their dreams and treats their life as only a waiting period between dreams. Convince them that life is worth their effort. | I could try to play your game, to argue on your terms. I could make up some hogwash about being more fulfilled when what you do matters, or the excitement of the unknown, or the need for real people to bring fresh ideas. But wholesome feelings lose to bliss, uncertainty is scary, and dealing with other people's ideas i... | 2 | 0 | 203 | 26,338 |
[WP] A child has the ability to control every aspect of their dreams and treats their life as only a waiting period between dreams. Convince them that life is worth their effort. | Hey little bro, you got a sec?
What's your dream? A pretty simple question, yet every person on the planet would answer differently. And so, to you too, what is your dream? Probably to stay asleep forever, right? I can't blame you really; playing God in your own world sounds pretty good to me. But before I leave for c... | 1 | 0 | 203 | 26,339 |
[WP] A child has the ability to control every aspect of their dreams and treats their life as only a waiting period between dreams. Convince them that life is worth their effort. | I'm not convinced that it is. | 1 | 0 | 203 | 26,340 |
[WP] A child has the ability to control every aspect of their dreams and treats their life as only a waiting period between dreams. Convince them that life is worth their effort. | Son, wait. Just give me a minute of your time. I understand you've already given up on real life, and fulfill all your wants and desires through the endless expanse of your dreams. You might think that's a superior way to live -- I mean who wouldn't think that, at first glance? It's not even about your dream sports car... | 1 | 0 | 203 | 26,341 |
[WP] A child has the ability to control every aspect of their dreams and treats their life as only a waiting period between dreams. Convince them that life is worth their effort. | There is very little that I can say or do that would make you realize what you already know. You have always been aware of what is a dream and what is reality, it's no surprise then that you would pick the dream - where you make your reality.
Honestly, the only thing that I can say that might help you be more incline... | 2 | 0 | 203 | 26,342 |
[WP] A child has the ability to control every aspect of their dreams and treats their life as only a waiting period between dreams. Convince them that life is worth their effort. | Timmy sat, impassive, at the white table in the brightly lit room. The table was low and scattered with toys that were cleverly designed cognitive tests. I stood beside his mother, looking through the one-way glass into the observation chamber.
His mother stood beside me, sniffling quietly from time to time. She si... | 1 | 0 | 203 | 26,343 |
[WP] A child has the ability to control every aspect of their dreams and treats their life as only a waiting period between dreams. Convince them that life is worth their effort. | You have a gift that few men will ever taste, my son. I will not sit here and tell you that what you van do is anything but amazing, and wiser men than you would do exactly the same in many circumstances; but life is waiting out here, Jimmy, out *here*. I can understand why you act the way you do, but there's just one ... | 1 | 0 | 203 | 26,344 |
[WP] Write a horror story where all the victims are traditional horror story villains and the monster is the black guy who always dies first. | John "Leatherface" Huntsman's life flashed across his eyes as he ran across the corridor of the long abandoned school. Passing through the lockers brought back memories he had tried to suppress all his life. With each step he took, the dust that had settled over the decades rose up and filled the corridor, defining the... | 7 | 0 | 34 | 26,345 |
[WP] Write a horror story where all the victims are traditional horror story villains and the monster is the black guy who always dies first. | "Oh *hell* no" said Tyler, facing down the group of maniacs marching towards him. He knew how this went, he'd seen all the movies they show on TV in the weeks leading up to Halloween. His friends- his real friends, the ones he grew up with- told him that camping in the woods with a bunch of drunk teenagers he barely ... | 9 | 0 | 34 | 26,346 |
[WP] A love story between two soldiers in WW1 | The red sea is all around me
My love, my sun, right beside
He still shines bright
Dirty hair, muddy hands
Our eyes lock briefly
Invisible to the battle
We reach out, knowing our fate is sealed
His eyes break our connection
His body convulsing in pain
Suddenly he's in my arms
Hand in h... | 5 | 0 | 19 | 26,347 |
[WP] A love story between two soldiers in WW1 | The cry rings out like a gunshot in night
“Over the trenches boys! Go quick now, quick!”
To my death I go in most glor’ious fight
The earth before me mixed with water slick
I thought to’ve espied my love entrenched there
In lines of Gerry, defended with lead
My heart to his eyes, his gun, I thus bare
In my sight... | 2 | 0 | 19 | 26,348 |
[WP] Its the Apocalypse (of your choice), How does humanity achieve world peace instead of what most thought would be anarchy? | First there came a few small reports from rural Oklahoma. No one believed it, it was October, everyone played pranks, everyone dressed up. But then reports spread. Down to Dallas, up to Chicago. The east and west coast news stations were questioning why it was staying in the bible belt. Was it the rapture? Was it the s... | 3 | 0 | 7 | 26,349 |
[WP] "You promised you'd never forget," she cried. | "You promised you'd never forget," she cried.
"I haven't," he replied, "but I'm done with this. I'm done with you." | 3 | 0 | 5 | 26,350 |
[WP] "You promised you'd never forget," she cried. | She found Justor standing in the light of one of the teleportation pods, laughing at on of the well-dressed patron's jokes, holding a small glass of Neo-Champagne in his hand. She caught a glimpse of the scar and knew it was him, despite the unnatural stiffness of his movements, and stepped closer.
The crowd of exqui... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 26,351 |
[WP] "You promised you'd never forget," she cried. | "Back up. I will shoot."
"But.."
She held back the tears threatning to spill over her face.
"Stay back. Now slowly walk back through that door and return to whatever crack house you came from." He spat out, struggling to keep the blood pouring down his face under control.
Everything in the tiny living room ... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 26,352 |
[WP] An alien race has mastered interstellar space travel, but never invented guns or bombs. Their ship lands on a barren and ruined Earth, and find a cache of nuclear weapons beneath the rubble. | I decided that it was too long to comfortably put here, so I posted my response in a separate [PI.] | 2 | 0 | 7 | 26,353 |
[WP] An alien race has mastered interstellar space travel, but never invented guns or bombs. Their ship lands on a barren and ruined Earth, and find a cache of nuclear weapons beneath the rubble. | Incident Report #0477a3032b
Report Commences
[TIMESTAMP CLASSIFIED] Old Earth Surveillance Grid (hereafter OESG) reports unknown ship jumping in-system. Designation unknown, class unknown, design unknown, ownership unknown. Super-capital size class. Ship does not match current known designs. Assigned temporary class ... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 26,354 |
[WP] Please keep your hopes and dreams inside the vehicle at all times | "No really, please keep your hopes and dreams inside the vehicle at all times," said the wildlife guide, bringing the caged hovercraft to a slow halt with a motion of his wrist. "Laugh all you want at that twist of the phrase, but we're on a safari here. Like any other safari, the fauna can be deadly. Last week we had ... | 2 | 0 | 6 | 26,355 |
[PI] An Ocean of Broken Glass | This is awesome! I'm honored to have in inspired it. | 1 | 0 | 9 | 26,356 |
[PI] An Ocean of Broken Glass | You should have posted this as a reply to the original thread. It was not too long for a single comment at all. You're barely 1/3 of the way over the comment character limit.
The exception would be for archived posts, but that submission was still fresh. | 1 | 0 | 9 | 26,357 |
[WP] A large alien ship cruises into earth orbit from deep space. When it arrives, it makes an announcement to everyone on earth. | It started as a red glow in the night sky. Ominously hanging there.
Then lots of government people showed up. Not like you see in the movies, with black suits and cars to match, but just `tourists` with something a little off about them.
All the while, the red streak was growing larger.
The radios wouldn't work an... | 3 | 0 | 8 | 26,358 |
[WP] A large alien ship cruises into earth orbit from deep space. When it arrives, it makes an announcement to everyone on earth. | The coarse texture of the paper rubbed against the skin of my hands as I unfolded the newspaper to the feature article for last Sunday. The crumpling sound of several pages pierced the stillness of the cabin, but it was no matter. I was impatient. I needed to reassure myself, to search for clues that I may have missed,... | 3 | 0 | 8 | 26,359 |
[WP] Two feuding guild (merchant) families rise in power and remain in power all the way into the era of space trade. | A knock on the door. Not one of the few things I wanted to hear at this time of night. Three containers had been boosted earlier that week, and Patrician Ignatius Sean Romanov had various concerns, interests he had to look out for. Profits were down, strikes were rising, the Inter-Planetary Guild Alliance was beggin... | 4 | 0 | 10 | 26,360 |
[WP] Two people in an auto accident wind up saving each others' lives. | “Could you look this way please?” Terry lifted his head and looked at the man in front of him. Terry, still disoriented, squinted to get a better look.
“What, what’s going on?” mumbled Terry.
“Just hold still for a bit please.” The man shined a light into Terry’s left eye, causing Terry to wince and shut his eyes.... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 26,361 |
[WP] A child has wandered out of the woods, with torn clothes and mud-stained clothes. When he's asked if he knows what day it is, and where he's from, he says "July 1, 2201" and "The Moon." And he's serious. | It was almost exasperating for little Mikey Turner to have to repeat himself so much.
“Be serious now. Where are your parents and how can we contact them?”
The man must have been crazy. He was dressed in the most outlandish outfit Mikey had ever seen, wouldn’t respond to Mikey’s answer (which he had given at least 5... | 15 | 0 | 65 | 26,362 |
[WP] A child has wandered out of the woods, with torn clothes and mud-stained clothes. When he's asked if he knows what day it is, and where he's from, he says "July 1, 2201" and "The Moon." And he's serious. | The air was hot and laden with moisture. The rain forest had that effect. It was as if the Amazon held sway not only over her own banks but the very air itself.
It had been six months since the Americans had arrived at the village, and Robert Gray, the chief scientist of the research team, marveled at the fact that he... | 4 | 0 | 65 | 26,363 |
[WP] A child has wandered out of the woods, with torn clothes and mud-stained clothes. When he's asked if he knows what day it is, and where he's from, he says "July 1, 2201" and "The Moon." And he's serious. | Jim hated driving this road. Deer were always running across and getting hit, and he didn't think his insurance covered it.
Rounding the turn, Jim left his foot on the brake pedal, just in case.
It was a good thing too, since he noticed a small boy on the side of the road, sitting down.
Concerned, Jim pulled over an... | 3 | 0 | 65 | 26,364 |
[WP] A child has wandered out of the woods, with torn clothes and mud-stained clothes. When he's asked if he knows what day it is, and where he's from, he says "July 1, 2201" and "The Moon." And he's serious. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 65 | 26,365 |
[WP] A child has wandered out of the woods, with torn clothes and mud-stained clothes. When he's asked if he knows what day it is, and where he's from, he says "July 1, 2201" and "The Moon." And he's serious. | “Well I--” Theodore put his pipe down on the small table next to him, “It didn’t quite happen like that.” The room became dim as the fire sputtered out. Theodore learned forward until his palms were on the floor, then dragged his legless torso unto the persian rug. Dragging himself across the room, he found the lounge ... | 1 | 0 | 65 | 26,366 |
[IP] A Soldier in WWI. (x-post from r/WWI) | He could smell them burning. | 4 | 0 | 2 | 26,367 |
[IP] A Soldier in WWI. (x-post from r/WWI) | I was always told this made me a ghost of the battlefield.
The last soldier, the last shred of life in the velvet ridden fields of war.
Ghosts regret, they repent their sins, so they may move on.
I do not repent what I did, what I did was not an act of hatred, it was not an act of whats right, it was survival.
Does... | 2 | 0 | 2 | 26,368 |
[IP] A Soldier in WWI. (x-post from r/WWI) | Numb - he continued to walk
Past the bodies of those to whom he had once talked
Deader than the moon, high above
Bullets had been fired - there still was no dove
He wanted to stop, yet the pain he fought
*What was this all for?* An answer that he sought
A creation in the making
Destroyed by those, who were waki... | 2 | 0 | 2 | 26,369 |
[IP] A Soldier in WWI. (x-post from r/WWI) | The burnt stumps of trees, nature's battle wounds, reached from the ground like the grasping hands of corpses.
Head down, he didn't see them. Head down, in the cold, in the phosphorous rain, with the bullets spitting past and bombs driving down.
Head down he trudged. He wasn't really there, that's how he'd survived.... | 2 | 0 | 2 | 26,370 |
[IP] A Soldier in WWI. (x-post from r/WWI) | I am very impressed. All of your responses are so *powerful*. I think there is something about wars, and World War I in particular, that provides a distinct inspiration for writing, and makes writing on the topic of war quite unique from most other topics. | 1 | 0 | 2 | 26,371 |
[WP] A politician pretends to be corrupt to get into office, but starts to enact wide-ranging reform once he gets into office. | Despite the wishes of my parents, I chose to study Political Science. I remember my step-father taking me out on the front porch one night and, in one of his rare moments of honesty, begging me to take something more worthwhile. I refused.
"Mr. Jarvis, how do you plead?"
My memory popped, and there I was, in front o... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 26,372 |
[WP] All sound has suddenly ceased. Studies confirm we didn't go deaf, it was sound itself that ceased to exist. From a first-person perspective, describe what happens next, and what the world and society is like 10 years later. | In the mornings, I wake up long before my husband. He is a night owl, and I am a morning lark. Long ago we reached a compromise in our marriage- we each spend the few hours' difference in our sleep schedules quietly reading or browsing the internet next to each other in bed.
That morning, I logged onto Facebook an... | 3 | 0 | 12 | 26,373 |
[WP] All sound has suddenly ceased. Studies confirm we didn't go deaf, it was sound itself that ceased to exist. From a first-person perspective, describe what happens next, and what the world and society is like 10 years later. | He sits alone on stage. His fingers caress each key like a long forgotten lover. The crowd sits in silence.
Each note is a remembrance of the past, telling a story as personal as one’s own existence.
It’s been ten years now and he sits alone in an empty hall. His fingers hit the keys, and with the silence of each mov... | 8 | 0 | 12 | 26,374 |
[WP] All sound has suddenly ceased. Studies confirm we didn't go deaf, it was sound itself that ceased to exist. From a first-person perspective, describe what happens next, and what the world and society is like 10 years later. | It was just another day. Another soundless, boring day, as it had been for ten years. Ten years to the day, exactly, when Jim Henderson took up a job as an intern at Westfield Paper and Supply company in Lake Charles, Louisana. The man leaned forward in his cubicle, his fingers tapping silently on the hard pressboard d... | 3 | 0 | 12 | 26,375 |
[WP] Two people debate the social merits of dating a cyborg versus dating an alien. | Dante sat reading his book. Randall slurped on a green Iceee. Finally, the slurping sound is too much for Dante to take.
Dante: "Can you not slurp that thing so loud, please?"
Randall: "Alien or Cyborg?"
"What?"
"You're going to date one, which one?"
"Hmmm. What kind of alien are we talking? Like some kin... | 3 | 0 | 5 | 26,376 |
[WP] In the post-apocalyptic future, plants have become the new currency. | I change a little bit of the prompt, I hope you won't mind.
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Who would have ever guessed that one's death would be brought by the execution of stealing an apple. No, it was not special, no life saving medications inside or deep meanings afflicted with it, the frui... | 5 | 0 | 8 | 26,377 |
[WP] In the post-apocalyptic future, plants have become the new currency. | I quietly set the potted plant down in the corner of the airlock before quickly strapping on a breather. I had to move fast. The greenery was checked every 15 minutes and the meeting spot was about 10 minutes by car according to the map. Not that combustion engines worked with so little oxygen in the outside air, but 1... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 26,378 |
John D. Rockerfeller, J.P. Morgan, Andrew Carnegie, and William Henry Vanderbilt get together to play a game of Monopoly. |
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[EU]Alternate Endings: A Tell-Tale Heart | *BoomBoom.*
Jonathan woke up instantly, the gentle numbness of sleep shattered as he kicked the covers off and sat up. It had been a cold night in this drafty, old house, but he felt like he was burning.
*BoomBoom.*
He twisted his head to look around so fast he cricked his neck, but there was nothing the... | 1 | 0 | 6 | 26,380 |
[WP]You started to use drugs after your wife died, left with only your 6 y/o daughter. So depressed that you dug her up and made love to her. You buried her back and went home, your daughter is gone... | I slid the wrought-iron door of the shed aside, and moved toward the mounted rack on the rear wall. Staring at the instrument, I gave a low sigh and slowly put my ten-foot pole back into its place.
"Well, I won't be needing this..." | 3 | 0 | 3 | 26,381 |
[WP]You started to use drugs after your wife died, left with only your 6 y/o daughter. So depressed that you dug her up and made love to her. You buried her back and went home, your daughter is gone... | "can you...." the doctor says, while handling a delicate matter, "can you tell me how you feel about what you did?"
"No" I responded
"why not?" the doctor asked
I smiled and looked at him, "you wouldn't like it" I said.
"I'm here to help, now please tell me" the doctor pleaded.
"free" I responded | 4 | 0 | 3 | 26,382 |
[WP]You started to use drugs after your wife died, left with only your 6 y/o daughter. So depressed that you dug her up and made love to her. You buried her back and went home, your daughter is gone... | I lean the shovel against the wall of my tool shed. I throw the condom into the trash can with the others. No need to get rot on my dick. I then go over to my collection. I add a lock of her hair. Her hair was so beautiful. I take a piece from her every time I go. It helps me remember her. The love of my life. My beaut... | 8 | 0 | 3 | 26,383 |
[WP] You find out the hard way that you're bulletproof. Now you're wondering if you might have been better off not surviving that encounter. | The man holds his gun to me. His eyes crazed, his arm shaking violently. He has not made any demands or requests, I don't think he wants anything but to see me dead.
The screaming fo the gun fills my ears, the flashes illuminate my eyes; one after the other. Through the ringing in my head, I hear the clattering of met... | 3 | 0 | 7 | 26,384 |
[WP] You find out the hard way that you're bulletproof. Now you're wondering if you might have been better off not surviving that encounter. | “Wakey, Wakey Simon!” It’s time for breakfast.”
I groan and pull the covers over my head, as she opens the blinds. I hated living like this, but there was no other alternative. Well, there was always death, but I wasn’t that desperate yet. I sighed and waited for the nurse to leave my room before I got dressed.
I sh... | 3 | 0 | 7 | 26,385 |
[WP] A dystopia that becomes an utopia | "why are you doing this?" the iron mind asked.
Olive prime turned away from the terminal to face the machine, "you wouldn't understand Olympius" he said coldly.
The iron mind seemed confused "My name is not Olympius, and I understand all, it is you who does not understand" the iron mind said.
Prime turned back to th... | 2 | 0 | 6 | 26,386 |
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[PM] prompt me | In an effort to escape Death, using the miracles of science, you gradually start replacing your blood & flesh body with machinery- and in the process, you begin to lose your 'humanity'. What that 'humanity' is, is up to you to define. | 1 | 0 | 4 | 26,388 |
[PM] prompt me | Sci-Fi: Describe an dialogue between inter-galactic merchants on the political struggles of the day. | 3 | 0 | 4 | 26,389 |
[PM] prompt me | Write story of a battle that makes me cry, happy, and want me to see them both dead | 1 | 0 | 4 | 26,390 |
[PM] prompt me | Write story of a battle that makes me cry, happy, and want me to see them both dead. | 1 | 0 | 4 | 26,391 |
[PM] prompt me | When a child turns eighteen, he is allowed to change one aspect of his body. Wings, scales, etc. | 2 | 0 | 4 | 26,392 |
[MP] Write a dream, where anything can happen, about this song. | Two daughters embarked.
Floating face-down in the shallow ballast of an elaborate funeral barque,
two daughters divided by a primeval spark
disembarked two hundred and fifty-six times
on opposite sides of a homesick rat.
And that was that.
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Two tribes meet. One tribe's greatest honour is the other's deadliest insult. |
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"Here's the thing, God-or, the one who calls himself God, the one you call God...well, to put it simply, he isn't" |
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[WP] It was an usual sunday afternoon, identical to dozen others. But something was a different color. And that changed everything. | It was a usual Sunday afternoon.
We had spent the morning in bed. It had been Laura's turn to make breakfast and she had brought up two plates of pancakes, blueberries and cream with two strong cups of coffee. She was on a health binge to lose weight for her sister's wedding so adding fruit meant she could pretend it ... | 3 | 0 | 3 | 26,396 |
[WP] Two tribes meet. One tribe's greatest honour is the other's deadliest insult. | Chief's lips curled. It was a slight movement, but every one of his tribe watched him in fear. The head of a dead dog lay at his feet. The Valley Tribe had accused him of being a poor leader, a false prophet that would only lead his tribe to despair. Chief didn't speak. He let the insult wash over him like muddy water.... | 5 | 0 | 5 | 26,397 |
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[WP]: Someone trades their ability to talk to people for the ability to talk to animals | I sat on my couch in my underpants, eating a bowl of cinnamon toast crunch. It had already gotten sort of soggy. I looked wistfully toward the box of fresh cereal on the counter and sighed, then kept eating my soggy breakfast. I glanced toward the dusty, ancient oil lamp sitting on my coffee table and wished for the... | 10 | 0 | 10 | 26,399 |
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