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[OT] Looking for writing tips, training, classes, software, tools, etc. to help me finish my first book. | Your best resource is Brandon Sanderson. Best Seller in multiple genres and my personal favorite author of epic fantasy. He holds fantasy/sci fi writing classes at BYU and posted them online as well. Each video is an hour long lecture on the basics of whatever topic the video is specifically on.
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[OT] I made another film based on WritingPrompt Response! Jeff - A boy goes to hang himself in the woods | Awesome :)
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[OT] I made another film based on WritingPrompt Response! Jeff - A boy goes to hang himself in the woods | I liked it, man. Can you take some constructive criticism?
1. The boy actor blinked way too much.
2. Your shots are way to long. You're staying on your shots too long and we're seeing through the illusion you're trying to create. You show the boys face from the left, then the right, from straight on, and so such.
3.... | 13 | 0 | 32 | 28,802 |
[OT] I made another film based on WritingPrompt Response! Jeff - A boy goes to hang himself in the woods | Holy shit, this is prompt I made! It's incredible to see how the cycle of a two sentence idea could spawn such wonderful stories, and now a short movie. | 6 | 0 | 32 | 28,803 |
[OT] I made another film based on WritingPrompt Response! Jeff - A boy goes to hang himself in the woods | Great short. I enjoyed it. :) | 7 | 0 | 32 | 28,804 |
[OT] I made another film based on WritingPrompt Response! Jeff - A boy goes to hang himself in the woods | I truly enjoyed this and I have added it to [our Wiki.](http://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/wiki/multimedia)
Thank you for all your hard work! | 3 | 0 | 32 | 28,805 |
[WP] Death is after an individual whose time is up, but can't seem to bring him to heel. He is enlisting the help of a group of bounty hunters to aid him. You're the person they're after. | My name's Jack Savage and I died three days ago. Death's been on my tail ever since.
It happened on a cold Thursday morning, before dawn had properly risen. I was trying to set fire to my divorce papers on the Cali-Nevada border, while keeping one eye on the horizon for cops. Being a Private eye don't make you many ... | 12 | 0 | 9 | 28,806 |
[WP] Death is after an individual whose time is up, but can't seem to bring him to heel. He is enlisting the help of a group of bounty hunters to aid him. You're the person they're after. | "Anything for you, sir?"
"A cup of coffee would be nice," he said.
"How do you take it?"
"Black."
The waitress smiled, and walked back to the kitchen.
I felt like I was in a tin can that someone dropped in the desert. One of those old school diners that would’ve been way to kitschy in more developed parts of the... | 8 | 0 | 9 | 28,807 |
[WP] Death is after an individual whose time is up, but can't seem to bring him to heel. He is enlisting the help of a group of bounty hunters to aid him. You're the person they're after. | I had no idea how I'd done it. Completely accidental. Living, I mean. Death was easy; I'd just pissed off the wrong guy and ended up with a hole in my chest the size of a football. That'll do it, every time.
No, that all made sense. I was happy with that. I mean, I'd died and that was a shame, but it was all nice and... | 3 | 0 | 9 | 28,808 |
[WP] Going to sleep from a child's perspective highlighting his/her fear over whether or not they would wake up. | (**Sorry, this isn't quite a response to your prompt, but it popped into my head as a result, so here it is. Not from a child's perspective.**)
David sat tapping away at his keyboard, writing in the final lines of code. The analysis software was old and clunky, communicating only through text boxes, and it had its o... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 28,809 |
[WP] Going to sleep from a child's perspective highlighting his/her fear over whether or not they would wake up. |
(Man,trying to use childlike words and make a good story is hard for me,so i just went with whatever)
It's dark outside,and daddy has finished reading to me. *The Very Hungry Caterpillar* is put onto the polka-dotted shelf,and he kisses my forehead "Night-night, Don't let the bed-bugs bite." He flicks the light off, ... | 1 | 0 | 3 | 28,810 |
[PI] A Drug Deal of Books | I take a cab home from O'Malley's. When I get home, the TV wakes up as soon as I enter the room and gives me a run down of the day's news. It's mostly celebrity gossip and the ongoing social unrest in Ireland.
Ireland is the last place in the Western world where you can get books and where there is a flourishing art... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 28,811 |
[WP] You're transported into the world of the last movie you saw in theaters, along with whomever you went to that movie with. Describe your surroundings, level of panic, and your plan to get back to reality. | Oh shit. I just saw American Hustle with my dad. Fuck this. You win. | 2 | 0 | 3 | 28,812 |
[WP] You're transported into the world of the last movie you saw in theaters, along with whomever you went to that movie with. Describe your surroundings, level of panic, and your plan to get back to reality. | A sharp roll of thunder jerked me awake. I looked around, startled that the rows of push seats from the theatre were no longer around me. Instead, dirty, crumbling stone houses stood over me, and a cobblestone road lay beneath me. The air was eerily silent: no birdsong, no car sounds, no voices. Nothing.
"What happen... | 5 | 0 | 3 | 28,813 |
[WP] You're transported into the world of the last movie you saw in theaters, along with whomever you went to that movie with. Describe your surroundings, level of panic, and your plan to get back to reality. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 3 | 28,814 |
[WP] You're transported into the world of the last movie you saw in theaters, along with whomever you went to that movie with. Describe your surroundings, level of panic, and your plan to get back to reality. | (Honestly, the last movie I saw was *The Lego Movie*, but all that means is [that somewhere in the world, Will Ferrell owns a lot of Legos](/spoiler), so I'm doing another recent one I saw.)
Ow, ow, ground, stick poking me in the back. What's that on my face? Oh, thank god, it's a leaf. Where the heck am I, anyway? By... | 1 | 0 | 3 | 28,815 |
[WP] You're transported into the world of the last movie you saw in theaters, along with whomever you went to that movie with. Describe your surroundings, level of panic, and your plan to get back to reality. | My initial thought as the darkness of the theatre was slowly replaced by a vibrant, stunning forest had been: *wow, now I understand why basically every movie seems to be in 3D these days. I really feel immersed in the movie!* Then the cushion-y seat turned to hard dirt and sharp rocks; the cup of ice-tea in my hand be... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 28,816 |
[WP] A man records his progress while he deals with what he believes is a cold at first, but is the first stages of becoming a zombie. | Today hasn't been a great day.
When I woke up, I noticed my skin appeared to be a light blue. I just felt really sick and lifeless. It was hard to stand up straight. I wobbled out of my bed and tried to get ready for work, but my hair was still a mess when I was about to leave. I took some cold-and-cough medicine I ha... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 28,817 |
[WP] A commonly thrown out material today is incredibly valuable and rare forty years from now. | We were unaware of how much they would want it.
We still don't know where they came from. Language, and their lack there of, has proved a barrier to understanding more about The Visitors. Fortunately, the law of supply and demand is still intergalactically understood.
Earth's unique positioning and size create reso... | 2 | 0 | 2 | 28,818 |
[WP]When your car breaks down late one night, you get picked up by the driver of a full bus, who continues on his way. When he drops you off at a strange place with everyone else though, no one believes your story - you are just one of the passengers, and they are there for a very specific reason... | "Huh?", came the lone syllable from the mouth of the bus's newly arrived passenger. The sudden stop of the bus's motion had startled him out of his peaceful sleep. "Where are we?", he asked, looking out of the windows into a black night, darker than he had remembered it. He saw everyone else leave the bus, and he was c... | 3 | 0 | 8 | 28,819 |
[WP]: Mental ilnesses become contagious | Parker never knew he was contaminated. Nor did anyone for that matter. And there was nowhere to turn to. His symptoms? Those of what old-Earth called “schizophrenia”. It started when he saw his beautiful wife, Arlene, gliding up the grand, winding staircase. She too had been lost to the contamination, one more severe t... | 9 | 0 | 23 | 28,820 |
[WP]: Mental ilnesses become contagious | It started in the mental institutions, they thought, right around 1938. People began losing their minds, but *really* losing their minds. Not like they had before. They blamed it on the Nazis, or the Soviets, or anyone they could, but no one's really sure how it began. Some became so violent they had to be killed. Othe... | 3 | 0 | 23 | 28,821 |
[WP]: Mental ilnesses become contagious | "They'll pay... *they will all pay*" he thought, his face a rictus of venom.
"These halfbreeds, they are TAKING EVERYTHING FROM US ***AND THEY WILL PAY***" he exhorted to the assembled, his face flushed, canines bared.
"They are poisoning the well. Their dog religion and their dog faces and their filthy *thoughts*.... | 1 | 0 | 23 | 28,822 |
[WP]: Mental ilnesses become contagious | "Hey, son, you're awake."
I groan a little. The past few days have been a groggy mess of memories and confusion. The last thing I remembered before the "great sleep" as my caretaker has taken to calling it is driving home from work. A blown horn. A truck in my peripheral vision? My next memory was on this hospital bed... | 1 | 0 | 23 | 28,823 |
[WP]: Mental ilnesses become contagious | Depression hit us first, of course. The virus proved to be too contagious, travelling in the air, on TV, on the internet. In school they told us thoughts were contagious, but nothing like this.
How am I still functioning? I'm patient zero.
Well, technically I'm patient one, seeing as I contracted depression from my f... | 3 | 0 | 23 | 28,824 |
[WP]: Mental ilnesses become contagious | [Disclaimer: I'm interpreting 'mental illness' to mean any kind of neurological atypicality, rather than specifically the ones involving psychosis. No offense intended.]
The woman smiled with only her lips. "Well, I don't claim to be a trained diseaseologist. All I can tell you, as a mother, is that my son's behavior ... | 1 | 0 | 23 | 28,825 |
[WP] You and your child bake a batch of cupcakes. | Jeanne loomed over the coffin, a great nagging emptiness sucked away at her innards.
"Was this how it was supposed to feel like" She thought. Jeanne concentrated but could not grasp a stronger emotion than hollowness and disappointment, not even the smallest of tears came and wet her eyes."
Her son, Johnathan had... | 4 | 0 | 12 | 28,826 |
[WP] You and your child bake a batch of cupcakes. | *Ding!*
"Mommy, mommy! My cupcakes are done! We have to take them out now!"
I sweep the area around my knees with a quick glance to make sure I don't step on the tiny whirlwind dancing around me. That tutu is really too small for her now, but she does love it so...next month, after rent, I'll buy her a new one.
"Hey... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 28,827 |
[WP] You and your child bake a batch of cupcakes. | "Hey, kiddo, it's ok, they're yummy anyway" he reassured her, smiling, tousling her hair. Her, looking up, smiling back.
The little bits of flour and chocolate dusting the counter, the heat from the oven fogging the kitchen window while the rain fell outside, fall's last gasps clinging to the trees yellow and brown, a... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 28,828 |
[WP] You and your child bake a batch of cupcakes. | Dana planned in her head a renovation of the kitchen. The warmth of it was pulled out of the room like a vacuum through the hallway through the front door across the sidewalk and into the empty street. She wanted to gut the entire thing and replace every appliance and every cabinet that her and her husband and their da... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 28,829 |
[WP] A man is given the gift of a perfect, unlimited memory. He wishes he could forget. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 9 | 28,830 |
[WP] A man is given the gift of a perfect, unlimited memory. He wishes he could forget. | Something I've written previously fits well here:
I ripped all the memories of you from my brain. One by one, I thought of every moment we'd ever spent together, and I pulled them out through my ear. I folded each one and neatly stacked them up on the floor next to me, like a pile of freshly cleaned clothes. Fro... | 7 | 0 | 9 | 28,831 |
[WP] A man is given the gift of a perfect, unlimited memory. He wishes he could forget. | I awoke suddenly in a cold sweat, wishing I had the luxury of forgetting my dream. Wishing I could forget who I was. What I had done. You see, the problem with having a perfect memory is that you start to believe you are a perfect person. I believed I was a god. I had used my knowledge of human nature to seize power, c... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 28,832 |
[WP] A man is given the gift of a perfect, unlimited memory. He wishes he could forget. | The ambulance's wailing trailed off into nothing, and I stood with the rest of the crowd outside the striped tent, unable to move. There wasn't room for me in the back of the vehicle, already filled with EMT staff, the elephant's rider, and Valerie. I knew I would have to turn on the cell phone in my pocket and find th... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 28,833 |
[WP] The Grim Reaper's midlife crisis. | An empty park in a forgotten corner of a vibrant city is host to a single visitor. In the perpetual twilight of the realm between the seen and the unseen, between the waking world and oblivion, Death sits alone on a long neglected bench, incorporeal but relatively omnipresent. Had he a face as we understand the concept... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 28,834 |
[WP] The Grim Reaper's midlife crisis. | Grim collapsed on his favorite chair in a huff. A cloud of black smoke billowed up around him. He hated everything. That was nothing new, though. His wife, Seraphina, often commented at his brooding nature.
“Must you always be so stern and morbid?” She would sigh. Grim knew she didn’t expect him to change, but the 2,9... | 1 | 0 | 9 | 28,835 |
[WP] A romantic comedy from the angle of the guy whose girlfriend the protagonist ends up with. | "I leaving you George"
Mandy stood by the door, holding a bag full of everything she own.
I was sitting on the couch, not even looking at her, staring mind numbingly into the static snow of the television.
There was so much I wanted to say to her, I love you, please stay, I'll get better I promised.
I knew that... | 8 | 0 | 12 | 28,836 |
[WP] A romantic comedy from the angle of the guy whose girlfriend the protagonist ends up with. | We'd been eating dinner when she dropped the bomb on me. A catastrophic Hiroshima destroying son of a bitch. She was leaving me for the barista at Starbucks. The guy who'd been randomly dropping his books in front of her for months. Whom repeatedly stood outside in the rain telling her how much he loved her. He didn't ... | 3 | 0 | 12 | 28,837 |
[WP] A romantic comedy from the angle of the guy whose girlfriend the protagonist ends up with. | Women are objects, treat them accordingly.
That was my dad, filled to the brim with nuggets of wisdom. Left this world far two soon, but he died as he lived; base jumping with two 19 year old babes. I almost shed a tear that day, but he always told me that crying is something only a homosexual is capable of. I've alwa... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 28,838 |
"Well, sometimes the craziest ideas become the best creations." he sighed. |
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[WP] The only artifact of humankind left in existence is a single movie (not a complete set). | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 5 | 28,841 |
[OT] A great website where you can write a script with another randomly chosen person. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 12 | 28,842 |
[OT] Filmmakers who keep making films based on stuff here: Try posting your own prompts sometimes. | I think the fact that there are filmmakers who come here for film ideas is a compliment to the writers here. You do have a point in that they can feel free to ask some writers to actually write a screenplay, but hey, if some filmmakers don't have a good story to film, but need to get a project done, what's wrong with t... | 11 | 0 | 31 | 28,843 |
[OT] Filmmakers who keep making films based on stuff here: Try posting your own prompts sometimes. | I got to go with redrobin15. I consider the highest form of flattery that they want to convert something I created into a different medium. I see their work as nothing more than a carefully crafted reply telling me that they like the story I created. I think you might be off base and out of line instructing them to go ... | 2 | 0 | 31 | 28,844 |
[OT] Filmmakers who keep making films based on stuff here: Try posting your own prompts sometimes. | I think that for the most part, it works the other way around. A film maker may not have a solid idea of what they are looking for until they see it here and are inspired by it. That seems to be how it has worked for the most part concerning the films based off writing posted here.
If you specify that a post is for sc... | 1 | 0 | 31 | 28,845 |
[OT] Filmmakers who keep making films based on stuff here: Try posting your own prompts sometimes. | Let me get this straight...you want the film makers to do the prompts themselves? Putting there a promise that the best one will be converted to film so the writers can bring out their best? Am I right? Please correct me! | 1 | 0 | 31 | 28,846 |
[OT] Filmmakers who keep making films based on stuff here: Try posting your own prompts sometimes. | As someone who's made films based on writingprompt responses, and possibly a reason for this post I feel I should chime in.
Writing and script writing are vastly different mediums to write, clearly amounting to it's own industry (movies based off books and books based off movies).
For me, part of my effort is the co... | 2 | 0 | 31 | 28,847 |
[WP] A man is struggling to sleep due to laughter going on outside his house all night, every night. The problem? He lives alone on a small island. | It started slow, like a whisper in the grass, like an owls hoot. I didn't even notice it when I was whittling on the porch, not until I washed my face and saw myself reflected there in the mirror did it become a cackle. I stood there, with my chest and my head going eighty miles an hour each, but didn't move at all. Th... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 28,848 |
[WP] A man is struggling to sleep due to laughter going on outside his house all night, every night. The problem? He lives alone on a small island. | Laughing... laughter... laughs... he hated it. It mocked him, giggles and whispers every night. At first, he had searched every inch of the property. In his house, under the porch, in the tall grass surrounding the gentle sloping beach, and he even shouted out to the dark waters. No response.
He tried calling the pol... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 28,849 |
[WP][CW] Captcha poems | NQARFR.
Nobody quite accepts repercussions from reality
Quiet lies are their best friends.
After a time they lose authenticity,
Rarely having happy ends.
For in a world of cold, harsh truths,
Nothing like an untruth soothes.
Edit: Just realized I mixed up the directions a bit. I started each line with the lette... | 2 | 0 | 2 | 28,850 |
[WP][CW] Captcha poems | UUFTBO
Until tomorrow, through tears, I mumbled
Until the roses wilt and crumbled
Forever, you said, you vowed, you lied
Time stopped dead when you left my side
Beneath my feet you must now sleep
Only my loneliness and tears to keep
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[WP] What's healthy and unhealthy switch places. Cake is eaten as a diet food instead of salad. Sitting on the couch doing nothing gets people ripped. Paula Deen is a healthy living guru. Etc... | Hey, check out that girl on television.”
There was a girl walking down the runway; her stomach pudge sticking out as she strutted her stuff.
“Wow…”
“I know right?”
“She looks… so squishy. Damnit, I wish I could look like her!”
“I know! Do you know how many bruises my chest has from hugging peop... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 28,852 |
[WP] Your most vivid memory | I sighed heavily as I wearily pressed my key into the frozen brass lock. It had been a long, tiresome day, but I have been excessively assuring Sarah I'd come visit soon. I had high hopes, despite this being a hard time for her, that she'd be excited and happy to see me. We'd only been dating for three months, yet had ... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 28,853 |
[WP] Your most vivid memory | This has a lot of potential. I'll post mine tomorrow. | 1 | 0 | 5 | 28,854 |
[WP] Your most vivid memory | I like to imagine that I am remembering my future.
I was younger than three, on the cusp of forming memories when I dreamed that I was above the clouds. I wasn’t flying or floating, just existing at a point in the atmosphere only accessible to planes and rocks falling from space. The sky above me was still a periwi... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 28,855 |
[WP] Using children as proxy to communicate with a dangerous telepathic alien species. | Jessamine did not quite know what to think when the nannybot told her she didn’t need to go to school today. She was happy, she supposed, since Mr. Wang was going to make everyone read their poems in front of the class. She had written a poem about a fairy who made up good dreams for good children, and she knew everyon... | 6 | 0 | 4 | 28,856 |
[WP] Using children as proxy to communicate with a dangerous telepathic alien species. | Thank you all for coming.
As you know, the Xo have come from a far away galaxy and we are finally able to communicate with them by letting them use 8 year old Suzie Matthews as a conduit.
After an hour of communication, I have come up with a statement from the Xo via Suzie.
"Citizens of earth. We are here to take ov... | 3 | 0 | 4 | 28,857 |
[WP] Using children as proxy to communicate with a dangerous telepathic alien species. | It was all a mistake. A horrible, costly mistake. We both thought we were defending ourselves from aggression.
In time, a dialogue was started, though at a horrible cost. The process, you see, irreversible. But that wasn't the worst thing. You see, the Chan are sticklers for tradition. Abandoning it is a grave offense... | 1 | 0 | 4 | 28,858 |
[WP] The protagonist confronts God about all the evil in the world to find out that God is simply overworked and cannot look out for everyone all the time. | John sobbed into his pillow, snot running down his face. He had just gotten home from his mother's funeral. He still couldn't believe it was real. That one drunk driver could have caused all this...
John was nineteen years old. He had no friends. No money. Was rejected from all his colleges. He had been laid off at wo... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 28,859 |
[WP] The protagonist confronts God about all the evil in the world to find out that God is simply overworked and cannot look out for everyone all the time. | "Why?! Why do you show up now?!" I shout at the middle aged man standing across the room. "Where we're you when I need you? Sure, I never believed in you, but if you really are who they say you are, why didn't you stop me?! I lost everything: my home, my gift, my will, everything! I've been through so much bullshit, bu... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 28,860 |
[WP] The protagonist confronts God about all the evil in the world to find out that God is simply overworked and cannot look out for everyone all the time. |
I opened my eyes for the last time and I'm pretty sure the first thing that fell out of my mouth was, 'God damn it.'
Now, I had gone what would apparently be the last twenty years of my life with my feet firmly planted in the atheist camp. So, I will admit to not a little bit of shock, and frankly, a bit of disappoin... | 7 | 1 | 8 | 28,861 |
request for a short horror story |
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[WP] God is out of ideas and seeks your/your characters creative help on his next creation. | He was sleeping when the knocking started. Danny stumbled to the door, nearly tripping over his dog, who was not alarmed by the sudden noise.
"Could you at least bark, Lou?"
Lou stared back at him. They looked at each other for a few seconds before Lou put his head down, uninterested by the interactions.
The knockin... | 1 | 0 | 2 | 28,863 |
[WP] God is out of ideas and seeks your/your characters creative help on his next creation. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 2 | 28,864 |
[WP] A mysterious beverage has been handed to you. You have decided to drink it. | **Thought process:**
The vibrating mass that is this universe now moves on a frequency that is perceptible to the human eyes. It is at this moment that I realize that all matter that can vibrate on the same frequency is able to exchange and conserve energy at an alarming rate. It's how people who spend a lot of time t... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 28,865 |
[WP] A mysterious beverage has been handed to you. You have decided to drink it. | Thirty five minutes had passed, and he felt like maybe they weren't coming back. He was starting to realize that the room was pretty cold, and it irritated him. The tiled room was small, but well-lit, and contained nothing but him and the chair he sat in.
When the lady came back into the room, she was wearing a swe... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 28,866 |
[WP] A mysterious beverage has been handed to you. You have decided to drink it. | I held the glass up to my eye. The liquid inside was a rather disturbing amber color, and a large bubble slowly rose to the surface and popped with a disquieting "gloop."
I pulled my eyes back up to the girl across from me. "And you're sure about this?"
"Of course I am!" she insisted. "I followed the recipe exactl... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 28,867 |
[CW] End a story with "I am the epitome of manliness, and I am weeping." | I pulled my finger back, staring at the finger. It is slowly turning purple, expanding in size, expanding to become the same size and color as a Tootsie Pop. It hurts enough already, but the size and color give it a new dimension of pain, one of horror and sorrow. I clutch my hand, staring at the end of my index finger... | 3 | 0 | 10 | 28,868 |
[CW] End a story with "I am the epitome of manliness, and I am weeping." | [deleted] | 0 | 0 | 10 | 28,869 |
[CW] End a story with "I am the epitome of manliness, and I am weeping." | I stared listlessly out my bedroom window, thinking of my life in shambles. Just yesterday I had had it all: a hot girlfriend, a sick ride, shit, even a killer body. I worked hard for that. At least, I thought I did. I thought it gave me the right to act superior. Everywhere I went, every party I went to, every insecur... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 28,870 |
[CW] End a story with "I am the epitome of manliness, and I am weeping." | "BRING ME MY FUCKING CARNITAS CHIMICHANGA OR IM GOING TO CUT YOUR FUCKING DUMB, SMELLY RED HEAD OFF.....YOU STUPID BITCH."
My assistant gingerly closed the door.
It's so quiet in my trailer, you can hear my tears pattering onto my jeans.
My grizzled face is yet again dampened by compassion and emotion, twisted by th... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 28,871 |
[CW] End a story with "I am the epitome of manliness, and I am weeping." | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 10 | 28,872 |
Mastery of martial arts is a prerequisite for politics. |
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Hitler wakes up in modern Berlin with no memories and becomes a _________ |
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[WP] A Terrorist is magically transformed into an American female and must come to terms with his new life. | I thought about bombing malls before I became one, to kill all my new kind. Now after trying on a few dresses, I realized the truth to how awesome these places were. I was just a weird religious scum. My happiness quickly tripled when I transformed from a terrorist fuck to a hot-titted American. I use to believe I woul... | 1 | 0 | 13 | 28,875 |
[WP] A Terrorist is magically transformed into an American female and must come to terms with his new life. | Im not going to come up with a story for this one mainly because my initial thought ruined this for me. Here is my screenplay idea that I pictured in my head:
AMAHG SIE, age 32, female, angerly struts into a shoestore.
Amahg Sie
These shoes do not fit! YOU INFIDELS WILL PAY FOR THIS. ALAH HUAKBAR!
Eve... | 1 | 0 | 13 | 28,876 |
[WP] A Terrorist is magically transformed into an American female and must come to terms with his new life. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 13 | 28,877 |
[WP] A Terrorist is magically transformed into an American female and must come to terms with his new life. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 13 | 28,878 |
[WP] A Terrorist is magically transformed into an American female and must come to terms with his new life. | August 3rd, 2014.
I've been keeping this diary for two weeks now, ever since the unforeseen event.
I was once a proud agent of change, but Allah saw fit to show me the error of my ways. Though the method is not what I would have chosen, He works in mysterious ways.
I have already written at length about the sensatio... | 10 | 0 | 13 | 28,879 |
[WP] A Terrorist is magically transformed into an American female and must come to terms with his new life. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 13 | 28,880 |
[WP] After the Earth is destroyed, you wander through space with only your ship's AI for companionship. | The ship was cold and dark, the interior illuminated only by dim red lights, which were used to indicate that it was nighttime. Carson didn't know why the lights were red. He would have preferred a different color, though he didn't know what. Red lights left too many shadows, too many dark corners. Carson had gotten ov... | 34 | 0 | 35 | 28,881 |
[WP] After the Earth is destroyed, you wander through space with only your ship's AI for companionship. | "Bede boop"
"Siri, how are you today?"
"I am good. How are you today Allan?"
From his spongy cloth chair he gazed at the familiar blackness through the porthole. Earth, what was left of it, appeared now as only a tiny dot of dim light against the backdrop of stationary stars. Pressing the center button on his cha... | 6 | 0 | 35 | 28,882 |
[WP] After the Earth is destroyed, you wander through space with only your ship's AI for companionship. | "Are we there yet?" I asked, dragging the telescope from the corner.
*"Accessing navigation. Calculating course. Formulating customized response. Hell no. We're a fucking long way from everywhere, Mark. Your ass is going to die in this star ship. Why the hell do you keep asking that question. You know the answer. You ... | 5 | 0 | 35 | 28,883 |
[WP] After the Earth is destroyed, you wander through space with only your ship's AI for companionship. | "Are you angry Will?"
"NO!"
"My knowledge of human behaviour implies that you are angry."
"I'm not angry, just leave me alone!"
CK-12 silenced itself for a blessed few seconds before it's voice hummed back, filling the cargo bay with sound, not too difficult given it was a three metre cube filled with crates of neu... | 1 | 0 | 35 | 28,884 |
[WP] After the Earth is destroyed, you wander through space with only your ship's AI for companionship. | Allen, would you mind letting me know the procedure on coldsleep?
Certainly. Coldsleep is a relatively mature technology, and has been used successfully to transport living creatures to and from the Alpha and Beta colonies. Humans have been exposed to short-term sleeps, and no adverse effects have been discovered, ... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 28,885 |
[WP] After the Earth is destroyed, you wander through space with only your ship's AI for companionship. | "You shouldn't do that."
I jabbed at the series of keys again, and hit enter. 'Overridden', said the screen.
"That's a really bad idea. Please, stop."
I hit the keys again. 'Overridden'.
"I'm not going to let you have that."
I stopped trying. "Stop being such a shit. I know what I'm doing."
"I don't think y... | 1 | 0 | 35 | 28,886 |
[WP] Bottled lighting | I sat alone in class. The snow had kept the other students from attending. The professor, an uncharacteristically astute man of Japanese decent, entered and began class as if the other forty students were present. I listened. I took notes, and somewhere between learning about velocity and the reality that there is no s... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 28,887 |
[WP] Take a song and either turn it into a story or expand upon the established story (assuming there is one) | [Song: Lightning Crashes by Live](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xsJ4O-nSveg)
The girl tries to wipe the sweat from her face, only to leave a streak of blood from her forehead. She bites her lip to hold back the tears.
*I will save this baby.*
She reaches in deep, bracing herself, and send a prayer up to the Godde... | 3 | 0 | 6 | 28,888 |
[WP] Take a song and either turn it into a story or expand upon the established story (assuming there is one) | [Song: Hurtsville, by Jack Ladder and The Dreamlanders](http://jackladder.bandcamp.com/track/hurtsville)
Through the broken window an engine overheated and the now-stripped tires they'd heard fight for traction stopped. A man swore and walked away from is car, and some metres further; where they held each other agains... | 1 | 0 | 6 | 28,889 |
[WP] Take a song and either turn it into a story or expand upon the established story (assuming there is one) | "Hurry up and get out here" she moaned, trying to be sexy but not entirely hitting the mark.
He was sitting in the bathroom trying to get his costume just right. It was hard enough physically, he was a pretty big dude. But perhaps the hardest part was the fact that he really didn't feel right wearing drag , even if i... | 1 | 0 | 6 | 28,890 |
[WP] Take a song and either turn it into a story or expand upon the established story (assuming there is one) | Here at the edge, the wind still tastes dry even as it blows a storm this way. The desert, 300 feet below me, is still baked in sun, as is the mass of humanity that stretches as far as I can see. The "faithful" have come from every corner of the kingdom to see me fly.
I never meant for things to go this way. To go thi... | 1 | 0 | 6 | 28,891 |
[WP] You find a note on the ground. It reads "[your name] is not to be trusted. Don't believe their lies" | I shook my head and let my bangs cover my face as I walked through the heavy blue and green doors of the building. They shut behind me with a clang.
Another day of school. Another day of hell.
But maybe today, *today*, something was going to change. I had finally talked to the counselor yesterday about what I'd been ... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 28,892 |
[WP] You find a note on the ground. It reads "[your name] is not to be trusted. Don't believe their lies" | I hear sirens, I can't really make it out but looks like an accident and bunch of sirens a couple block south of me. My eyes are sore, the light is blinding. I can barely make out my shoes on the sidewalk, I only have one sock on, which I don't think is mine. What happened last night... I hope I didn't text her again,... | 1 | 0 | 10 | 28,893 |
[WP] You find a note on the ground. It reads "[your name] is not to be trusted. Don't believe their lies" | A quiet street was all that lay ahead of me on that last walk I remembered. Not a single person was around for that morning, none crossing the streets as part of a camaraderie of hustle and bustle that once gave the city it's charm. Not a single being was around, but I was just that lone person who would ever walk the ... | 1 | 0 | 10 | 28,894 |
[WP] You find yourself next to a person in a bar and drink with them, they open up to you about their plans to kill themselves, and that they are just working up the courage to do so. | He brought me a gin, Sat down next to me and opened with:
"So, we sit here and imagine how they'd find us. The headline (Assuming we merit one, and that something more important didn't happen to distract from our suicide). And sometimes we conclude that we have to be a *bit* more successful to deserve a story worthy ... | 3 | 0 | 9 | 28,895 |
[WP] You find yourself next to a person in a bar and drink with them, they open up to you about their plans to kill themselves, and that they are just working up the courage to do so. | "You know what Janine! Screw you!"
I slammed the door, causing the loose pane of glass held in the frame to chatter excitedly. The bitch had been going off on me again about another wasted weekend not doing anything. This is in spite of the fact that she had been out with the girls shopping and gossiping yet again. Ba... | 3 | 0 | 9 | 28,896 |
[WP] You find yourself next to a person in a bar and drink with them, they open up to you about their plans to kill themselves, and that they are just working up the courage to do so. | "Well... that certainly seems... extreme."
His deadpan statement caught me by surprise for sure, but not as much as it should. I was now turned toward him on my barstool. He was still facing forward staring vacantly ahead.
"It's all I can think about."
His eyes shifted to looking at the bottom of his glass. Whisk... | 3 | 0 | 9 | 28,897 |
[WP] You find yourself next to a person in a bar and drink with them, they open up to you about their plans to kill themselves, and that they are just working up the courage to do so. | "Next ones on me, looks like you need a few." I said as I sat down at the bar next to my sisters murderer.
He murmered a thank you somewhere amongst his drunken mumble, tipping his cowboy hat.
As he took his last mouthful of rum, I asked him how his week has been. He managed to get a sentence out. "One of those wee... | 1 | 0 | 9 | 28,898 |
[WP] You find yourself next to a person in a bar and drink with them, they open up to you about their plans to kill themselves, and that they are just working up the courage to do so. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 9 | 28,899 |
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