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[WP] Seeing a blue aura around someone means they're your soul mate. Seeing a red aura means they're your life enemy. You, however, are colourblind. | "Hi, I'm sorry I have to do this" I said, holding the knife up to her throat.
"No wait, stop! It's not always right! I..I..please, we can just avoid each other."
"Oh" I said, a little ashamed that my bluff worked. She was so pretty.
"I'm very sorry" I said again, pushing the knife in. | 8 | 0 | 110 | 29,000 |
[WP] Seeing a blue aura around someone means they're your soul mate. Seeing a red aura means they're your life enemy. You, however, are colourblind. | Carla placed two loaded guns on either end of a long table and waited for her lover and enemy to enter the room. She had a little time, so she wanted to look her best.
Carla whipped out her compact mirror and applied a deep red lipstick, aquamarine eye shadow to accentuate her light blue eyes, and brushed her brown cu... | 157 | 0 | 110 | 29,001 |
[WP] Seeing a blue aura around someone means they're your soul mate. Seeing a red aura means they're your life enemy. You, however, are colourblind. | "Hey I see an aura around you, I'm colourblind. Do you see one around me?"
"Oh yeah."
"Well, what color is it?"
*gunshot* | 9 | 0 | 110 | 29,002 |
[WP] Seeing a blue aura around someone means they're your soul mate. Seeing a red aura means they're your life enemy. You, however, are colourblind. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 110 | 29,003 |
[WP] Seeing a blue aura around someone means they're your soul mate. Seeing a red aura means they're your life enemy. You, however, are colourblind. | It was Tuesday night. The day I splurge.
I don't make a lot of money freelancing my services over the internet. But Tuesdays? I make those special. I get out of my shell. I don't eat ramen in my tiny, grey "convenience," in my tiny grey world. I go out and get some real food.
The waiter was nice enough. Cute butt. Yo... | 7 | 0 | 110 | 29,004 |
[WP] Seeing a blue aura around someone means they're your soul mate. Seeing a red aura means they're your life enemy. You, however, are colourblind. | "It's not blue, anymore," she told me. "You turned purple at the edges a few months ago." She stifled a sob, tears rolling down her pretty cheeks, but I knew better. "You're all red, now."
The world we lived in was abuzz with promises of red and blue, but I had long learned to forget it. The colours meant nothing to ... | 5 | 0 | 110 | 29,005 |
[WP] Seeing a blue aura around someone means they're your soul mate. Seeing a red aura means they're your life enemy. You, however, are colourblind. | Fuuuuck!
Does that settle it? | 0 | 0 | 110 | 29,006 |
[WP] A young LA cop, first day on his own, is on the way back to the precinct at the end of his shift. He sees an infamous local gang lord in an alley, he's just recently been stabbed, and will die in the next 20 minutes if he doesn't emergency medical attention. | ~~Working on it. It's turning into a longer story.~~
Edit: Finished! Had to find some time.
"The dumb shit stuck a knife in me," shouted a fat man at the alleyway walls, "Fuck, it hurts!" Another man was holding him up, supporting him against a dumpster. Behind the two sat parked a brown car with its headlights and e... | 1 | 0 | 8 | 29,007 |
[WP] A young LA cop, first day on his own, is on the way back to the precinct at the end of his shift. He sees an infamous local gang lord in an alley, he's just recently been stabbed, and will die in the next 20 minutes if he doesn't emergency medical attention. | Karma is bullshit, and the universe doesn't give a fuck about us. We're all just minuscule ants running around a sandbox, trying to convince ourselves that we have purpose, farming resources to the best of our ability, out of some innate sense of responsibility that's bred into each of us when we exit the womb.
So why... | 9 | 0 | 8 | 29,008 |
[WP] A young LA cop, first day on his own, is on the way back to the precinct at the end of his shift. He sees an infamous local gang lord in an alley, he's just recently been stabbed, and will die in the next 20 minutes if he doesn't emergency medical attention. | The training was easy for him. He went, wide eyed and eager, to the warm, rough carpeted room where he had been taught to save lives. D.R.S.A.B.C., he knew the letters and the words beneath them and his muscles knew the actions with confidence. He checked the blue mat for danger and mimed putting on a pair of latex glo... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 29,009 |
[WP] A young LA cop, first day on his own, is on the way back to the precinct at the end of his shift. He sees an infamous local gang lord in an alley, he's just recently been stabbed, and will die in the next 20 minutes if he doesn't emergency medical attention. | If my so-called "partner" was truly worthy of all the puppy-dog love and admiration he gets from the boss, the guys, and even the goddamn hookers at Denny's on Sunset, he'd be here. Right now. Buying me a draft for all the shit I've been through without him.
"Kid's on a sickbed and the wife's on a church mission," m... | 1 | 0 | 8 | 29,010 |
[WP] Parts of America are annexed by another nation. The protagonist, until recently living on American soil, suddenly finds himself with new citizenship. | I moved to Seattle after the war, but didn't stay long. The city was too loud, or I was too jumpy. Probably both. I went north to Bellevue, but that, too, was too much for me. Horns honking, too-loud radios, airplanes flying overhead. One night I went to an Indian casino. It was just rows and rows clanking, singi... | 7 | 0 | 11 | 29,011 |
[WP] Parts of America are annexed by another nation. The protagonist, until recently living on American soil, suddenly finds himself with new citizenship. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 11 | 29,012 |
[WP] Parts of America are annexed by another nation. The protagonist, until recently living on American soil, suddenly finds himself with new citizenship. | “You can’t,” she cried, while struggling to force up words through her sobbing. “Please don’t. You won’t make it back!”
“We made it here didn’t we?” I said, trying to sound as sure of myself as I could, even though I wasn’t.
“We almost didn’t though, and they’ll catch you! They’ll catch you just like they caught Lu... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 29,013 |
[CC]The Dare | *Positives*
Detailed without being overworked. The story is paced well, and you have a nice beginning, middle, and end, which can be a challenge with shorter stories.
I got a good sense of the tension of the scene and the danger that Timmy was in. The dialogue went a long way toward that. It felt authentic. I could p... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 29,014 |
[WP] Hitler wakes up in modern Berlin with no memories and becomes a _________ | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 6 | 29,015 |
[WP] Hitler wakes up in modern Berlin with no memories and becomes a _________ | Blackness overtook him.
What felt like two hours later, his eyesight returned, albeit slowly. He felt the cool breeze on his clammy skin. Before he could get a real feel for where he was, he could tell he was outside because of the brightness.
"Was passiert?" The man said out loud. He had no concerns about who or wh... | 18 | 0 | 6 | 29,016 |
[WP] You have not only found the person hired to kill you, but have them at a disadvantage. | [deleted] | 11 | 0 | 25 | 29,017 |
[WP] You have not only found the person hired to kill you, but have them at a disadvantage. | He fell down the stairs. What an idiot. I had just spilled a glass of water on the hardwood floor, and he slipped. What an absolute idiot. It made me laugh, how incompetent he was.
Of course, there were amends to be made. I tied him up while he was unconscious, relieving him of his weapons, and his clothes, just to b... | 5 | 0 | 25 | 29,018 |
[WP] You have not only found the person hired to kill you, but have them at a disadvantage. | I heard the click behind me. Misfire. I whipped around, car keys wrenched from the lock. I sucker punched him and tore his left eye open. Ever the professional, he let out a little yelp instead of a scream. Instinctively, he put his hands to his face, the gun pointed up.
Without thinking, I kicked him in the groi... | 1 | 0 | 25 | 29,019 |
[WP] You have not only found the person hired to kill you, but have them at a disadvantage. | The door whined as I opened it, and the smell of urine and bleach assaulted my nostrils. The restroom was dirty, but I hadn't expected any less at an isolated gas station like this. I had followed him since Albuquerque, and now here we were. I walked to the urinal and used it, my heart beating rapidly. He was in the st... | 5 | 0 | 25 | 29,020 |
[WP] You have not only found the person hired to kill you, but have them at a disadvantage. | Anger. I've been struggling with anger. Honestly I think it's because I have some sort of blood circulation problems, or maybe my blood sugar is low. Or I'm just a little bit ticked off at losing my fucking limbs at the hands of some sort of professional assassin. Great job he did, killed everyone he was told to and ev... | 2 | 0 | 25 | 29,021 |
[WP] You have not only found the person hired to kill you, but have them at a disadvantage. | "To a long and *healthy* life." I raised my glass, smiling to the guy across from me. He and I had been friends for a year or so and had quickly became friends after a few days of working together in the same office. He came to me for my advice for a lot of things, but I was the best in my field, at least when it came ... | 23 | 0 | 25 | 29,022 |
[WP] You have not only found the person hired to kill you, but have them at a disadvantage. | The exact nature of the assassin's problem was apparent to me more quickly than the nature of my own. Though I knew eventually someone would find me, that I couldn't hide out forever, I admittedly had fallen into a certain daily routine after a while that lulled me into believing that perhaps, against all odds, somehow... | 2 | 0 | 25 | 29,023 |
[WP] You have not only found the person hired to kill you, but have them at a disadvantage. | I can't believe they don't put clocks in this place. I tried to sit silently, but couldn't help getting up every few minutes to check if he'd arrived yet. The sun crept through the bars as I started to pray. Morning prayers for good luck. It used to just be for show, to give the impression I had some sense of morality ... | 2 | 0 | 25 | 29,024 |
[WP] You have not only found the person hired to kill you, but have them at a disadvantage. | "Shit." I screamed, tumbling down the staircase. "Damn freaking mother--ah, stupid cat! I'm going to murder--Who are you?" I asked, catching sight of the man squatting near the tank of heating oil.
He looked at me in surprise. He had expected to go unnoticed evidently. His finger was was holding a wire to a bundle of ... | 5 | 0 | 25 | 29,025 |
[WP] It started raining heavily all over the world, and it hasn't stopped for five/ten/fifteen/twenty years... | --July 15, 2023--
"Finally started raining, has it?" said James, talking to Francine. Francine, his nurse, just looked at him and smiled. "Why yes, I do believe it has James." His room had no windows, but anyone could hear the deafening downpour. Francine changed his bedpan and left the room.
--July 15, 2024--
"I c... | 63 | 1 | 52 | 29,026 |
[WP] It started raining heavily all over the world, and it hasn't stopped for five/ten/fifteen/twenty years... | My teacher says that somewhere way, way back in my family I had a family member who actually saw the sun! It was an exciting thing to learn but I can’t help but think how could that be true? The only things I can see when I’m on the deck of S.S. Annie are endless grey clouds and the soft ripples of water on The Great O... | 8 | 0 | 52 | 29,027 |
[WP] It started raining heavily all over the world, and it hasn't stopped for five/ten/fifteen/twenty years... | Ohh, hey James.
> Oh, hi. How're you doing?
Yeah, good, you?
> Yeah, good. How about you?
Uhh, good.
> Ohh, right, you just said that didn't you? Sorry.
Haha, don't worry about it.
> Yeah.
...
How's your wife?
> I'm not married.
Aren't you? I thought you were.
> Not yet. I have a fiance.
... | 6 | 0 | 52 | 29,028 |
[WP] It started raining heavily all over the world, and it hasn't stopped for five/ten/fifteen/twenty years... | I was born in Cardiff, Wales. I'm Welsh. Rain is nothing new to me. Nor was it something very different for my father. He was a Canadian American brought up in Seattle. We knew rain like the back of our hands.
But my mother didn't really know how to drive in the rain. A head on collision made that she would neve... | 18 | 0 | 52 | 29,029 |
[WP] It started raining heavily all over the world, and it hasn't stopped for five/ten/fifteen/twenty years... | Did you know that cultures all over the world have flood myths? It's one of those little curiosities of human development. Some people think that there was a global flood, and that's why there are so many stories about it. It doesn't matter. The Rain isn't the same sort of flood those tales warn of.
There is no offici... | 8 | 0 | 52 | 29,030 |
[WP] It started raining heavily all over the world, and it hasn't stopped for five/ten/fifteen/twenty years... | My God, you guys are wonderful.
All my life I've been a big picture ideas man... Now I see one of those ideas take wing.
Thank you! | 3 | 0 | 52 | 29,031 |
[WP] It started raining heavily all over the world, and it hasn't stopped for five/ten/fifteen/twenty years... | [deleted] | 6 | 0 | 52 | 29,032 |
[WP] It started raining heavily all over the world, and it hasn't stopped for five/ten/fifteen/twenty years... | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 52 | 29,033 |
[WP] It started raining heavily all over the world, and it hasn't stopped for five/ten/fifteen/twenty years... | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 52 | 29,034 |
[WP] It started raining heavily all over the world, and it hasn't stopped for five/ten/fifteen/twenty years... | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 52 | 29,035 |
[WP] It started raining heavily all over the world, and it hasn't stopped for five/ten/fifteen/twenty years... | Wow! I wrote this a while back, with the exact premise, and I thought you all might like it. Warning: It's hella long, but I think it's not bad.
Kent was thirty three years, one hundred and fourteen days, six hours, and fourty two minutes old when it started raining. He couldn't help but remember the day, though it w... | 2 | 0 | 52 | 29,036 |
[WP] It started raining heavily all over the world, and it hasn't stopped for five/ten/fifteen/twenty years... | "Hey Carl."
"Yeah, Pat?"
"You ever seen that movie..."
"You're gonna' have to be more specific, bub." Carl watched the line go into the water in front of him. It didn't move, of course. It didn't ever seen to move when he really wanted it to.
Pat stroked his chin for a second, watching another of their five fishing... | 1 | 0 | 52 | 29,037 |
[WP] Mexican migrant workers & a thumb drive [full prompt inside] | Clearly, the female employee doesn't know proper Spanish structure or grammar, right?
Her Spanish phrase is rather strange. I guess it could add to the mystery and the unknown.
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[WP] We medical doctors used to be respected. And now they hunt us without mercy. | They call themselves the Sentinel Corporation. Ever since they developed an artificial intelligence completely capable of acting as a doctor, and they were able to find a body for it, they took over the field of medicine. They charged outrageous fees, because they're now the only place to go to be treated.
Around the... | 3 | 0 | 3 | 29,039 |
[WP] We medical doctors used to be respected. And now they hunt us without mercy. | You know, something like this happened back in the 1950s, I hear. That time, they were hunting communists. It was called the Red Scare, at least in the U.S, and it was more witch-hunt than anything else.
Oh, how history repeats itself.
It's a mere 100 years later, and we're already back where we were then; hunting wi... | 6 | 0 | 3 | 29,040 |
[WP] We medical doctors used to be respected. And now they hunt us without mercy. | I poked my head around, scouting the street for any sign of life. It looked deserted. My path to the grocery store, just across the way, seemed clear. I was going to go for it.
I dashed around the corner, picking up the pace, my feet flapping against the ground as I broke into a sprint. Forty yards. Thirty. Twen... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 29,041 |
[WP] You can sell your brain's processing power for use in cloud computing whilst you sleep. | I was told it wouldn't affect me at all. The implanted computer chip I already had would do all the work, and I would still retain the small portion of my brain I needed to dream. So of course, I agreed. How could I not? They were paying me double my current salary. Of course, I should have known there would be a price... | 16 | 0 | 30 | 29,042 |
[WP] You can sell your brain's processing power for use in cloud computing whilst you sleep. | He slammed the car door, momentarily intensifying the ringing in his ears. He collapsed to one knee, but quickly recovered and kept running. His apartment building was a block away.
He had used the brain box once before in the early days of the program when he had been reckless and traded time for pills with his deale... | 4 | 0 | 30 | 29,043 |
[WP] You can sell your brain's processing power for use in cloud computing whilst you sleep. | Ben ran his finger over the little lump on the back of his neck, the chip that would turn his life around. The guy in the lab coat said that in a couple of weeks he wouldn’t even be able to tell it was there. You can trust a guy in a lab coat. He got out of the shower and saw he had a new text from Steph.
*I had the w... | 13 | 0 | 30 | 29,044 |
[WP] You can sell your brain's processing power for use in cloud computing whilst you sleep. | Fourteen thousand dollars. It's definitely a better alternative to donating sperm. Before this I was running to the center three four times a week and just busting one out. I'm not the type to mind that, mind you. I just didn't want the travel. This --now this I can do this with my eyes closed.
Then the stroke happene... | 1 | 0 | 30 | 29,045 |
[WP] You can sell your brain's processing power for use in cloud computing whilst you sleep. | The pamphlets on the table are all the same, an impossibly tall tower burning as people scurry at the bottom. The Tower of Babel it reads in bright red type.. It's a story from a book called the bible about the hubris of man and our subsequent fall at the hands of god according to the blurb. Cheerful coffee table readi... | 1 | 0 | 30 | 29,046 |
[WP] You can sell your brain's processing power for use in cloud computing whilst you sleep. | "So, can you just explain this to me again, really quick?"
*God, why am I always so nervous about everything. My fingers are drumming the bed faster and faster, my eyes are darting everywhere, no matter what I do or say I just sink deeper and deeper into stupidity, oh man oh man this doctor must thing I'm just stupid ... | 3 | 0 | 30 | 29,047 |
[WP] You can sell your brain's processing power for use in cloud computing whilst you sleep. | That is always how they look. So peaceful, tucked in like he just brushed his teeth. But it wasn’t recent, the smell told you that.
“He died four days ago” The lab coat said. She unceremoniously unplugged the brain tap from behind the corpse’s right ear. The plug to the Cloud still trying to transfer data, wedged into... | 2 | 0 | 30 | 29,048 |
[WP] You're in bed, looking out the window and you see someone walk by several times, talking to themselves. What are they getting ready to do? | The first time he walked by the window, I didn't notice. I was having dinner.
The second time, well, he caught my eye. The community I live in is not conducive to strangers, so seeing someone I didn't recognize caught me off guard.
I stepped outside for a spell and that was the third time I saw him. He had stopped wa... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 29,049 |
[WP] You're in bed, looking out the window and you see someone walk by several times, talking to themselves. What are they getting ready to do? | The first time it happened James sat up and squinted out his window with his mouth puckered and eyebrows knitted together. He rubbed his eyes and shook his head, muttered something about pigeons and lay himself back down in bed. And though it was well past his bedtime, he didn't close his eyes. Instead he stared out th... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 29,050 |
[WP] Philosophical Writing; about an inmate at a concentration camp facing a heart-wrenching decision. | Ezekiel sat on the wooden log - *his wooden log* - watching his son get beaten down. If he tried to stop them, the guards would just get angry and hurt his son more. Ezekiel saw a guard watching him specifically, ready to join in on the fight. So he sat on the wooden log. He didn't pray or hope for it to stop. He was a... | 5 | 0 | 15 | 29,051 |
[OT] How do you "tap in" to your creative side? | Write what you love or know.
If you're a bit of a geek, try writing (and forgive me because I still do it) a bit of fanfiction. I did/do it with of my Final Fantasy XI/XIV and World of Warcraft characters. My Dungeons and Dragons characters get the same treatment, little bits of stories that end up being a massive ar... | 4 | 0 | 6 | 29,052 |
[OT] How do you "tap in" to your creative side? | Hey!
I'm also a software engineer by day, so I can relate.
If you haven't already, I recommend you read Stephen King's "On Writing". It has a ton of very good advice.
Personally, to get into the writing mood I need to be alone, preferably in the dark and listening to some awesome music. Sometimes a beer works too.
... | 2 | 0 | 6 | 29,053 |
[OT] How do you "tap in" to your creative side? | Start with a story you want to tell. Then write a little bit of it.
If you don't have a story you want to tell, start from a random input. I don't respond to most of the writing prompts here because they require a specific connection to a specific idea. I prefer broader prompts that I can put myself into. For example... | 4 | 0 | 6 | 29,054 |
[OT] How do you "tap in" to your creative side? | My imagination works best when I'm in the shower or walking my dogs. Basically anything that takes time but no concentration, so you're free to just let your mind wander. If I stare at an empty page in Word I feel like I'm putting myself under pressure and the ideas just don't come. | 2 | 0 | 6 | 29,055 |
[OT] How do you "tap in" to your creative side? | weed. | 1 | 0 | 6 | 29,056 |
[OT] How do you "tap in" to your creative side? | I'm a ~~software~~ electrical engineering student and I've been known to write on occasion for fun. I'm by no means an expert on any of this stuff yet and I only write short stories, but I think I've made some progress in tapping my creative juices and I hope I have some good advice you could use.
I've found my favor... | 2 | 0 | 6 | 29,057 |
[OT] How do you "tap in" to your creative side? | I don't know much about you, or your values, or how you feel about certain things, but for me writing feels forced unless I've just smoked a bowl. While i'm high ideas kind of just flow, I don't harshly criticize what i'm writing down, and reading it after compared to what I write sober, the difference is night and day... | 2 | 0 | 6 | 29,058 |
You wake up one morning, only to realize there are giant numbers in the sky indicating the amount of days left until earth is destroyed. This morning, it reads 10. |
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[CW] Describe your favorite color without using the name of the color | You ask any art major or any one of those hipsters
They would tell you it's a cool color.
Bullshit
It's so warm to me
Something I can fall into
Drown myself willingly in the heart of it all
It flows about, carrying me about the day
circling my body as arms do to a lover,
never letting go which is fine
I wis... | 5 | 0 | 10 | 29,060 |
[CW] Describe your favorite color without using the name of the color | Marooned in the depths of the ancient sea where Moses' children crossed to complete their exodus from Pharaoh's land, I eye the sun's banner as it sinks beneath the hills.
It is a banner that has seen blood shed and empires rise where desert and mountains held sway. The eye always catches it when it needs to take a m... | 3 | 0 | 10 | 29,061 |
[CW] Describe your favorite color without using the name of the color | It was only around 2 in the afternoon, but I was exhausted. The three of us had been awake since five in the morning, up before the sun, when we had started our ascent. We hadn't realized it would take this long. We had planned to be back down by now, back at our campsite, relaxing at the base of the mountain and ma... | 1 | 0 | 10 | 29,062 |
[CW] Describe your favorite color without using the name of the color | It looks like hope to me. It reminds me of magic and wildflowers in the spring; it's the color of my childhood bedroom.
It's the kind of color that you wouldn't just lose yourself in, it will reach out and wrap its arms around you, pulling you in to safety.
It's the color of hazy, regal mountains painted in t... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 29,063 |
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[CW] Describe your favorite color without using the name of the color | It's less flashy than others, pervasive but discreet. To me it's all clean lines and vibrant contrasts that only makes it seem more sophisticated in comparison.
It's overwhelming in the city, and absent in the country. It's set into the concrete and the cool metal in factories, and down the barrel of a gun.
It is bea... | 1 | 0 | 10 | 29,065 |
[CW] Describe your favorite color without using the name of the color | [<---](http://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/2134zl/if_you_died_and_went_to_hell_what_would_be_your/cg9bstn?context=3) **-9-** [--->](http://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/219yo9/wp_nsfw_destroy_my_soul_a_challenge_to_write_the/cgb9kfz?context=3)
**{A Shade Under Ultra}**
*Conceived Monday,... | 1 | 0 | 10 | 29,066 |
[CW] Describe your favorite color without using the name of the color | In January, it’s a favorite blanket, soft and full, capturing heat in its plush embrace, or the mug filled to the brim with hot chocolate.
In February, it bows to the power of red, hiding beneath the rose petals, or the waterproof boots waiting by the kitchen door.
By March, it’s popping up everywhere, shaking its h... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 29,067 |
[CW] Describe your favorite color without using the name of the color | It's that scent at Christmas when the tree comes inside, crisp and fresh and enticing.
It's the feel under your feet of sun-warmed grass in the field.
It's the color of the ocean, just at sundown, before the world goes dark.
It's the taste of basil, olive oil, and pine nuts coating your pasta.
It's the sound of the... | 1 | 0 | 10 | 29,068 |
[CW] Describe your favorite color without using the name of the color | The trim of Jango Fetts Helmet. | 1 | 0 | 10 | 29,069 |
[CW] Describe your favorite color without using the name of the color | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 10 | 29,070 |
[CW] Describe your favorite color without using the name of the color | It smells of an august breeze gently lifting your face.
It is the colour of quietude, of insight, and growth.
It is the hope behind your eyes, the new air.
It is the wise man, biding his time.
The herald of pure summer, the sensation of renewal.
The smoke before the fire, the life under us all.
Rejuvenati... | 1 | 0 | 10 | 29,071 |
[CS] - A fun website for you to write stories together, continue stories and have a good laugh at unexpected endings | This is the most amazing thing, ever. | 2 | 0 | 14 | 29,072 |
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[WP] You are a Canadian soldier fighting in the Trenches. Write a letter back home to your family. | This sounds very specific almost homework specific | 6 | 0 | 8 | 29,074 |
[WP] You are a Canadian soldier fighting in the Trenches. Write a letter back home to your family. | October 29, 1914
Dear Mother,
It has been a while since I last wrote to you. Give my regards to father and the twins. I hope everything is going well for the family. Unfortunately I cannot say the same for myself. The last time I wrote to you, we had just arrived in France and everybody was i... | -1 | 0 | 8 | 29,075 |
[WP] You are a Canadian soldier fighting in the Trenches. Write a letter back home to your family. | Dear Mom and and Dad.
Sorry.
Forever Canadian,
Your son. | 3 | 0 | 8 | 29,076 |
Writing prompt: The day after your father's funeral, you recieve a mysterious envelope with a playing card inside. |
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Writing prompt: The day after your father's funeral, you recieve a mysterious envelope with a playing card inside. | "David." A voice called.
"David." It repeated.
I snapped out of my vague train of thought, directionless and deafening.
"Yeah?"
"Your father's will leaves you this."
The lawyer passed a brown envelope to me, shifting uneasily underneath his stiff grey suit.
"Thanks." I entoned.
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It had been three months sin... | 1 | 0 | 2 | 29,078 |
[CS] Let's make an Exquisite Corpse, anyone interested place a comment and I will send him/her the last bit of the previous writer's part! | I'm down. | 3 | 0 | 8 | 29,079 |
[CS] Let's make an Exquisite Corpse, anyone interested place a comment and I will send him/her the last bit of the previous writer's part! | Sure! | 3 | 0 | 8 | 29,080 |
[CS] Let's make an Exquisite Corpse, anyone interested place a comment and I will send him/her the last bit of the previous writer's part! | I will | 3 | 0 | 8 | 29,081 |
[CS] Let's make an Exquisite Corpse, anyone interested place a comment and I will send him/her the last bit of the previous writer's part! | Me! | 3 | 0 | 8 | 29,082 |
[CS] Let's make an Exquisite Corpse, anyone interested place a comment and I will send him/her the last bit of the previous writer's part! | I'm in! | 3 | 0 | 8 | 29,083 |
[CS] Let's make an Exquisite Corpse, anyone interested place a comment and I will send him/her the last bit of the previous writer's part! | Am I too late? | 3 | 0 | 8 | 29,084 |
[CS] Let's make an Exquisite Corpse, anyone interested place a comment and I will send him/her the last bit of the previous writer's part! | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 8 | 29,085 |
[CS] Let's make an Exquisite Corpse, anyone interested place a comment and I will send him/her the last bit of the previous writer's part! | I'm in | 3 | 0 | 8 | 29,086 |
[CS] Let's make an Exquisite Corpse, anyone interested place a comment and I will send him/her the last bit of the previous writer's part! | I'm in
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[CS] Let's make an Exquisite Corpse, anyone interested place a comment and I will send him/her the last bit of the previous writer's part! | Put me down for one. | 3 | 0 | 8 | 29,088 |
[WP] A magical Blu-Ray player is found. When a Blu-Ray/DVD is inserted and played any injuries, up to and including death, that are inflicted on the character in the film are applied to the actor who portrayed that character (at the time) in real life. | And then Sean Bean died...
The end. | 3 | 0 | 5 | 29,089 |
[PI] The day after your father's funeral, you recieve a mysterious envelope with a playing card inside | The original post that got removed because of incorrect tagging: http://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/219kiw/writing_prompt_the_day_after_your_fathers_funeral/ | 1 | 0 | 9 | 29,090 |
[PI] The day after your father's funeral, you recieve a mysterious envelope with a playing card inside | Reminds me of "I Am The Messenger" by Markus Zusak... good stuff. | 2 | 0 | 9 | 29,091 |
[WP] You wake up one morning, only to realize there are giant numbers in the sky indicating the amount of days left until earth is destroyed. This morning, it reads 10. | Finally. 10. The countdown had become exhausting around 1,500. There were those who didn't really believe the world was ending. Me? I didn't care. All I knew is that the sex got better and better the closer we got to 0.
I guess it would be a little sad if the world was destroyed. I kind of liked this place. NASA had q... | 3 | 0 | 1 | 29,092 |
[WP] You wake up one morning, only to realize there are giant numbers in the sky indicating the amount of days left until earth is destroyed. This morning, it reads 10. | Everything reeked of death.
As the countdown grew smaller, it became clear there was no way out. The government didn't have a plan, and no one would be alive in ten days.
People had started jumping. Men and women who didn't want to wait it out, who didn't want to see what happened at one. They took their life and no on... | 2 | 0 | 1 | 29,093 |
[WP] An assassin's next target is his brother; he doesn't know this, but his brother is aware of their relation. Without revealing this, the brother's carefully chosen last words makes the assassin immediately regret pulling the trigger. | "I...miss Daisy," were the man's last words before I shot him. Oh no. What had I just done. There's no way. This couldn't be happening. Daisy...Daisy was never real. No one knew about Daisy. Except...him. They never assigned us names at the academy, but he told me to call him 32.
How? How could they let this happen t... | 5 | 0 | 10 | 29,094 |
[WP] An assassin's next target is his brother; he doesn't know this, but his brother is aware of their relation. Without revealing this, the brother's carefully chosen last words makes the assassin immediately regret pulling the trigger. | It’s funny. Being a hitman is nothing like what you see in the movies. No awesome ghillie suit, no barcode tattoo on your bald-ass head. You just have to know how to make people disappear, and know how to let the right people know. No one at my desk job knew I had a bentley in the garage, and sure as hell no one knew h... | 4 | 0 | 10 | 29,095 |
[WP] An assassin's next target is his brother; he doesn't know this, but his brother is aware of their relation. Without revealing this, the brother's carefully chosen last words makes the assassin immediately regret pulling the trigger. | 'You too, Brother?'
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[WP]: A love potion is discovered. Disaster ensues. | "Police! Freeze!"
This was the third raid that week. Ever since the NYPD had shut down an amat lab in the basement of a church last month, Donnie and his partner had made countless arrests. The main dealer had squealed after she'd been threatened with 25 to life and had given the addresses of everyone she had sold to.... | 5 | 0 | 11 | 29,097 |
[WP]: A love potion is discovered. Disaster ensues. | "Doctor, are you sure this will save my marriage?"
"Absolutely. It's been FDA approved, there are no harmful side-effects. Our trials have been successful, and those who maintain their diet of the drug live in absolute bliss!"
"What if my husband has used it with someone else?..."
"That would be impossible. The ... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 29,098 |
[WP] Karma on reddit actually means something. What is is worth and to what lengths do people go to receive it? | [deleted] | 0 | 0 | 17 | 29,099 |
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