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[WP] A deep cave explorer discovers a city inhabited by reptilian humanoids. | Link? | 1 | 0 | 7 | 29,600 |
[WP] A young door-to-door salesman, who is also a renown serial killer, is craftily avoided by an old, best-selling crime novelist. | *Knock, knock*
Evelyn looks up from her computer curiously. She had been working from home that day - a break in the usual routine. She hadn't expected anyone to come knocking. After all; who did that in rural New York anymore? The next house was further than a mile down the road.
Nevertheless, Evelyn rose from her d... | 15 | 0 | 193 | 29,601 |
[WP] A young door-to-door salesman, who is also a renown serial killer, is craftily avoided by an old, best-selling crime novelist. | As she wrote the latest adventures of the Sioux Sleuth, Beverly glanced briefly at the kitchen chalkboard. She shook her head, her fingers resuming their dance upon the typewriter keys. "One more chapter," she said to no one in particular, "one more chapter, and then I'll fix that doorbell." | 118 | 0 | 193 | 29,602 |
[WP] A young door-to-door salesman, who is also a renown serial killer, is craftily avoided by an old, best-selling crime novelist. | The system had been down for a few days now. Three to be exact. They were going to come and fix it, this Friday, that’s what they said at least. Between the hours of eight and three, undoubtedly. And always when he was in the bathroom, taking a shower, or out back enjoying the summer sun. It made him wonder why he... | 13 | 0 | 193 | 29,603 |
[WP] A young door-to-door salesman, who is also a renown serial killer, is craftily avoided by an old, best-selling crime novelist. | *2317 Mueller Drive*
It's the next on my list. It is an unassuming single family home with an unkept lawn and large bay windows whose curtains are always drawn. Like any other house on the list, I will attempt to peddle some cheaply made kitchen gadget for an exorbitant amount of money the second the door opens for me... | 73 | 0 | 193 | 29,604 |
[WP] A young door-to-door salesman, who is also a renown serial killer, is craftily avoided by an old, best-selling crime novelist. | "You're late" the Author says, eyeing the Salesman at his door with feigned disdain.
"I disagree" says the Salesman, "It's 2:30 now and if we check Chapter 15 you'll see that..." he begins flipping through a well worn copy of "Door to Door Murder" until he reaches the right place, his tongue stuck out in concentration... | 28 | 0 | 193 | 29,605 |
[WP] A young door-to-door salesman, who is also a renown serial killer, is craftily avoided by an old, best-selling crime novelist. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 193 | 29,606 |
[WP] The Founding Fathers Of The Constitution And President Obama Meet For The First Time. An Awkward Conversation Ensues. | As President Obama led the tour through the National Archives, a shout suddenly came from the back of the assembled crowd. "Who did this?" roared John Han. "Who defaced my signature?!" | 3 | 0 | 4 | 29,607 |
[WP] The Founding Fathers Of The Constitution And President Obama Meet For The First Time. An Awkward Conversation Ensues. | What you doin in that office, boy? | 1 | 0 | 4 | 29,608 |
[WP] Restore my soul: A challenge to write the funniest, most hopeful and light warm fic you can imagine... | "Just a little bit further now." Marco beamed, adjusting the taut black SalTech straps on his backpack.
"Well, you said it was a little further an hour ago." Kip snarked. Despite the reduced gravity on Santelune, hiking with a sizable pack and several canteens' worth of water was still a daunting task for an eight-yea... | 20 | 0 | 34 | 29,609 |
[WP] Restore my soul: A challenge to write the funniest, most hopeful and light warm fic you can imagine... | The stage was exceedingly radiant, and from offstage he could hear the murmuring of a hundred shapeless faces. He steadied his hand and took a deep breath. Thirteen years living alone, with nothing but a guitar to keep him company, it had all been leading up to this. He didn't know how to play the songs everyone knew a... | 3 | 0 | 34 | 29,610 |
[WP] Restore my soul: A challenge to write the funniest, most hopeful and light warm fic you can imagine... | Blue smoke waltzed up languorously and clouded my study.
I sat on my favorite arm chair by a single, tall, arched window that overlooked the streets. The chair was not cheap. I intended for it not to be. Value, for me as with other people, was often associated with price. It was an investment, it was a sacrifice. Wit... | 2 | 0 | 34 | 29,611 |
[WP] Restore my soul: A challenge to write the funniest, most hopeful and light warm fic you can imagine... | "Good morning Dieter! Rise up and seize the day."
With that, the curtains are thrust aside, throwing the room into the shining morning light. The bed's occupant winces at the stabbing rays and rolls over. " 'ood morning. Sir Lawrence." He rubs at his face. " Please, is there anything to drink?" With that, a maid place... | 2 | 0 | 34 | 29,612 |
[WP] Restore my soul: A challenge to write the funniest, most hopeful and light warm fic you can imagine... | Sarah lied in bed, petrified by the noises. A low growl that made her whole stomach clench up, followed by the noise of her Dora the Explorer sleeping bag unzipping then zipping back up. *Brrrrrpt*. *Brrrrrrpt*. Finally, after agonizing minutes of torturing herself by picturing the scariest boogeyman that her two year ... | 6 | 0 | 34 | 29,613 |
[WP] Camping on Mars. | "Dad, can you pass me the marshmallows?"
The father handed his son the bag of large squishy cylinders. "I don't know why you want them, since we can't make a fire to roast 'em."
The boy opened the package and some of the marshmallows started to float out. The boy took one in his gloved hand. "I know, I just like to e... | 1 | 0 | 11 | 29,614 |
[WP] The year is 2054. Facebook and Google have long since been acquired by Amazon, Inc. | Bezos takes the floor. He looks out into an empty room. The teleprompter in his google glasses begins to scroll and he reads from the Crowdsourced prompt. As he reads in a monotonous tone, he thinks back on days gone by. When he actually made his own decisions and spoke his own mind. A red flash came up on his dis... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 29,615 |
[WP] Describe a dialogue between two people where they mostly say fake, made up words but still convey the dialogue's meaning by actions. | The blistering Mojave sun seemed to force oven-hot air down Ed's throat.
"Fek." Ed said under his breath as he looked around at the hollowed out carcasses of Boeing 767s and tangled guts of engines with his hands on his hips.
"Dorem fel!" Lee, thirty feet way threw up his hands, jutted his chin at Ed and shook his ... | 3 | 0 | 14 | 29,616 |
[WP] Describe a dialogue between two people where they mostly say fake, made up words but still convey the dialogue's meaning by actions. |
Ok pasta is cooking, chopped tomatoes en garlic is happily sizzling away in the oil, now all I need is some basil.
Fuck
The basil would be in my garden, and going in there is always a particularly annoying venture.
I slide out of the backdoor and stealthily creep across the wet grass, maybe this time the little s... | 1 | 0 | 14 | 29,617 |
[WP] You have always been an introvert but have finally decided to get out there and meet interesting people. You describe who you meet in a series of short stories you are hoping will one day become a book. | I know... | 1 | 0 | 2 | 29,618 |
[WP] Make me pee: A challenge to write the most gut-bustingly hilarious story possible | Have you ever thought about the Niagara Falls? I hear it's beautiful this time of year. If you go there, you can take a boat straight to the foot of a waterfall and be surrounded by all the splashing water. Just gallons and gallons of water in a never-ending stream, rushing and gushing forth. Honestly, I think just let... | 36 | 0 | 65 | 29,619 |
[WP] Make me pee: A challenge to write the most gut-bustingly hilarious story possible | **Sorry in advance, OP, if this is weird/annoying/unconventional, but my story needs context to understand. Actually, I feel like you'd *have* to be either an English teacher or an English major to find any of this funny. Ah, screw it.**
**So, there was this AskReddit joke thread a while back, and one of the jokes wa... | 29 | 0 | 65 | 29,620 |
[WP] Make me pee: A challenge to write the most gut-bustingly hilarious story possible | I think Happy Madison's writers should come back here in a few hours! | 4 | 0 | 65 | 29,621 |
[WP] Make me pee: A challenge to write the most gut-bustingly hilarious story possible | "Hey Steve, what's 14 times 17?"
"I don't know man, 238 I think."
"Yeah, you got it. Look at you man, a regular mathmatist."
"It's actually *mathematician*."
"Look at you, a regular Linguimitician."
"Yeah Dave. Yeah."
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Probably no where near as funny as I think it is, but I thought up this stupid scenario a ... | 37 | 0 | 65 | 29,622 |
[WP] Make me pee: A challenge to write the most gut-bustingly hilarious story possible | I met Mitchell down by the old theatre. I waved at him then promptly slashed his throat open with a 4 inch shiv I had hidden in my sleeve. He started clawing at his throat but it was redundant. I wasn't done with him quite yet. I pushed his fat ass over and gutted him like a pig. It was only when I started pulling his ... | 3 | 0 | 65 | 29,623 |
[WP] Make me pee: A challenge to write the most gut-bustingly hilarious story possible | “So, we’re rolling down the street heading for this café that makes great sandwiches to grab something for lunch. I’m in the passenger’s seat and my partner Mick is driving. I look over to my right and there, plain as day, on the sidewalk I see a drug deal going down. I show Mick, we pull over, and jump out of the car.... | 18 | 0 | 65 | 29,624 |
[WP] Make me pee: A challenge to write the most gut-bustingly hilarious story possible | I have another that is a true story. I met this girl named Dee. Normally her race wouldn’t matter, but in this case it does. Dee was black. I’m white. Dee had a friend named Glenda who was also black and who, up until this moment, I had never met.
Dee had recently bought a new condo. Before buying it she asked several... | 4 | 0 | 65 | 29,625 |
[WP] Make me pee: A challenge to write the most gut-bustingly hilarious story possible | [<---](http://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/219yo9/wp_nsfw_destroy_my_soul_a_challenge_to_write_the/cgb9kfz) **-11-** [--->](http://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/21od2n/what_is_the_most_serious_crime_youve_gotten_away/cgf2pv2)
**{Hail Satan 666 Yoloswag}** (working title)
*Conceived Wedne... | 8 | 0 | 65 | 29,626 |
[WP] Make me pee: A challenge to write the most gut-bustingly hilarious story possible | "Time to smoke some crack, boy" Germain exclaimed. Taking a deep puff from his phallus shaped pipe, he began to come up with a master plan. "7-11" he said with a mad gleam in his eye. Throwing down the smoking glass penis, he hopped into his tricked out 2005 Acura TL. With the sweet rims and cream seats. He was tr... | 3 | 0 | 65 | 29,627 |
[WP] Make me pee: A challenge to write the most gut-bustingly hilarious story possible | There are many moments of fear in our lives. There are countless ways and opportunities for us to be scared out of our pants every single day. But NONE of them are even remotely as gut-wrenchingly terrifying as the moment you're driving alone, unarmed, and see a spider crawling across your windshield.
Paralyzed, you... | 1 | 0 | 65 | 29,628 |
[WP] Make me pee: A challenge to write the most gut-bustingly hilarious story possible | "Basic Cadet Snoo, are you laughing!?"
"Yes, sir!"
"Why are you laughing, do you know what happened today!?"
"No, si-"
"BRUCE WILLIS DIED TODAY! Do you hate Bruce Willis!?"
"No, sir!"
"THEN WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING AT HIS DEATH!?"
"No excuse, si-"
"Today is a day of national tragedy! We need to memorialize his deat... | 2 | 0 | 65 | 29,629 |
[WP] Make me pee: A challenge to write the most gut-bustingly hilarious story possible | Hey, have we met? No? Ah, screw it. Want to join me for a drink? I will admit I'm a few deep but I'll have another with you if you pull up a chair. Here, try this one on for size while I tell you about something that happened to me. It was a coupl- Huh? No, its not a long story. Well, maybe. Just hear me out, now. It ... | 1 | 0 | 65 | 29,630 |
[WP] Make me pee: A challenge to write the most gut-bustingly hilarious story possible | -085
His name was Mathern. He was a hillbilly. We called him Hillbilly Willie, because he answered to it. These are the tales we tell of him.
When Willie was sixteen, he'd already graduated to adulthood. He'd sexed more girls than a highschool volleyball coach, and fought more men than an army of lesbians trapped in ... | 2 | 0 | 65 | 29,631 |
[WP] Make me pee: A challenge to write the most gut-bustingly hilarious story possible | So, I was walking down the street and a bum kicked me in the balls. Now I'm dying and going to hell. I'm in hell and the devil tells me to go to the liquor store to get him some coffee. When I leave the coffee shop with the devil's liquor I see the same bum who killed me, so I kick him in the balls. And that's how I sa... | 1 | 0 | 65 | 29,632 |
[WP] A country was wipe out during WW2 and it's people never rebuilt. Write a story how it alter the 21st century. | President Truman sat there in the conference room, mulling over what the scientists had just told him. "The bomb is ready." He knew what that meant: he now had to make the ultimate choice. Was he willing to kill thousands, if not millions, of innocents in a chance to end the war early? "I need a while to think on this.... | 2 | 0 | 1 | 29,633 |
[MP] For the first time in centuries, your immortal protagonist is afraid. Why? | What he heard scared him to the core of his being. Someone had shouted, "JACOB ALLEN SCHMIDT!!!" It is never a good thing to be called by your entire name. | 3 | 0 | 16 | 29,634 |
[MP] For the first time in centuries, your immortal protagonist is afraid. Why? | No. This is not what I wanted. I spent too much time watching the humans live that I have forgotten. My duty, my call, my mission. I stand here, on the ashes of the yellow mountain. I thought it had died, that his essence had decayed when I last saw it. Wrong, wrong, many times I’ve been wrong but never like this. I ne... | 2 | 0 | 16 | 29,635 |
[MP] For the first time in centuries, your immortal protagonist is afraid. Why? | From the end of the galaxy I looked back at where I’d been.
In conclusion, I determined that being immortal really isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be. Especially when the person you formerly considered to be your best friend tossed you out of the airlock of your joint spaceship to float in space forever.
At least t... | 15 | 0 | 16 | 29,636 |
[MP] For the first time in centuries, your immortal protagonist is afraid. Why? | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 16 | 29,637 |
[MP] For the first time in centuries, your immortal protagonist is afraid. Why? | I’m all alone now. They destroyed everything, even themselves, and left me all alone. With their factories, and their vehicles, and their plastics they poisoned the air that now burns my throat with every gasp. The water stings my mouth and upends my gut every time I try to drink it. The earth has been razed and flatte... | 1 | 0 | 16 | 29,638 |
[MP] For the first time in centuries, your immortal protagonist is afraid. Why? | He stared at the elderly woman's body lying on the hospital bed, and tears flowed down his cheeks, possibly the first. Behind him, another similar looking man approached him and gently put his hand on his shoulder. "I never should've even talked to her," the crying man said. "I'd knew this would happen if I did... She'... | 2 | 0 | 16 | 29,639 |
[IP] The King has been found | Deacon Abenthy followed beside the uniformed soldier, watching his white breath curl away behind his white beard. The elevator at the end of the tall cavern had seen much use, which only added to the list of questions that he hadn't been given the answers too. His mental list was as follows: Why was he being moved with... | 3 | 0 | 18 | 29,640 |
[IP] The King has been found |
Quietly, or as quiet as they could considering they were using explosives, they moved inside the newly opened cave.
After a while the darkness and coldness of the stone gave way to metal walls. A dim white light was making it's way from the metal. They walked in silence, shadows along the walls, for what must have b... | 2 | 0 | 18 | 29,641 |
[WP] The narrator is fluently telling the story when he suddenly realizes the rest of the script is gone. | A pack of wolves leap out of the woods, bounding towards the girl in the cloak. She saw them and turned to run, remembering the legends that had been in her family for generations. Her great aunt had been taken by the wolves and not one part of her had ever been seen again. Her deep red cloak fluttered behind her as sh... | 4 | 0 | 52 | 29,642 |
[WP] The narrator is fluently telling the story when he suddenly realizes the rest of the script is gone. | Leor paused, his sword raised over his head. Sweat-soaked hair dipped slightly into his vision, inadvertently blocking the blinding glare of the sun. The gladiator lay flat on the ground, left arm crossed over his face in protection, as if bone could stop a bronze-forged blade. Leor stared at him, the man’s eyes closed... | 30 | 0 | 52 | 29,643 |
[WP] The narrator is fluently telling the story when he suddenly realizes the rest of the script is gone. | And on to our top story, a group of vigilante youth rebels have have been rioting in the downtown metro area since 9 AM this morning. This ragtag group of over 3000 protesters is speaking out strongly against what they call "the government's abusive oppression and control." Witnesses have reported the protest as both v... | 6 | 0 | 52 | 29,644 |
[WP] The narrator is fluently telling the story when he suddenly realizes the rest of the script is gone. | "And then when things start to happen, don't worry. Don't stew. You'll go right along. You'll start happening too." The Narrator stops and searches the paper. The Narrator looks up, looks down, looks all around. He can't find the words anywhere. The director shouts "CUT!" and jumps off of his chair. The Narrator knows ... | 2 | 0 | 52 | 29,645 |
[WP] The narrator is fluently telling the story when he suddenly realizes the rest of the script is gone. | Hey kids! It's George Tim Timmerson here! Are you ready for another story? One full of adventure, heroes, and damsels in distress? Well, I've got just the story for you.
A long time ago, under the misty hills of Morund. There lived three little elves named Huggy, Sniffy, and Jenderzenfofil the Slayer Of Giants. We'l... | 6 | 0 | 52 | 29,646 |
[WP] The narrator is fluently telling the story when he suddenly realizes the rest of the script is gone. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 52 | 29,647 |
[WP] The narrator is fluently telling the story when he suddenly realizes the rest of the script is gone. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 52 | 29,648 |
[WP] The narrator is fluently telling the story when he suddenly realizes the rest of the script is gone. | He saw Tom open the door to the other dimension. He barely spotted the knife a few meters ahead of him. If only he could reach it, he may be able to stop Tom. He always admired his bravery, if only he understood what was really going on. He needed to be stopped. He crawled to the knife and grabbed it. And while Tom sta... | 1 | 0 | 52 | 29,649 |
[WP] The narrator is fluently telling the story when he suddenly realizes the rest of the script is gone. | It was a dark and stormy... thingy? | 1 | 0 | 52 | 29,650 |
[WP] The narrator is fluently telling the story when he suddenly realizes the rest of the script is gone. | This just reminds me of the [Confusion Ending](http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xntIXgmRj5I) to The Stanley Parable, to the point where I can't think of anything else but that. | 1 | 0 | 52 | 29,651 |
[WP] Write the end of a story. No beginning, no middle, no background. Just the end. | Lying there on the floor I regretted that decision. I was dying and nothing would ever be able to fix the damage I had done. Some things are unforgivable and that was one of them. A man walks in to the room, my eyes move to look at him but I am in too much pain to move my head. I see the white shoes on his feet and cur... | 3 | 0 | 8 | 29,652 |
[WP] Write the end of a story. No beginning, no middle, no background. Just the end. | Michael grasped the potato in his hand, sure of what he had to do and why he had to do it. Johnny walked into the run-down water factory, greasing his hair back and straightening his leather jacket. Michael took the opportunity, running up to Johnny and giving him the potato. "I owe you this, remember? From the summer ... | 11 | 0 | 8 | 29,653 |
[WP] Write the end of a story. No beginning, no middle, no background. Just the end. | The cold wind whipped her bangs about her face as Michael lead her out of the bar by the small of her back, memories of their last goodbye came pouring forth from the unlit corners of her heart.
"I'm glad you came back..." he said to her, placing a warm hand on her cheek, then through her auburn hair.
"I made a pro... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 29,654 |
[WP] Write the end of a story. No beginning, no middle, no background. Just the end. | It was a good day. She was nice, the weather was fair, and the air was thick with summer's sweetness. I pulled over in to a comfortable looking grove and sat down among the willow trees. A dragonfly whizzed about my head and landed on my outstretched knee. It looked up at me. I smiled. | 5 | 0 | 8 | 29,655 |
[WP] Write the end of a story. No beginning, no middle, no background. Just the end. | In the end, God destroyed the heavens and the Earth. He looked upon at all that He had destroyed and saw that it was for the greater good. | 2 | 0 | 8 | 29,656 |
[WP] Write the end of a story. No beginning, no middle, no background. Just the end. | Carter stumbled and collapsed in the dimly lit alley. Street lamps flickered overhead. In the distance he could hear sirens of the fire engines that were responding to his revenge. He should have been so miserable. He should have been downright suicidal at that point. He had lost so much in this futile war. 6 friends, ... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 29,657 |
[WP] Write the end of a story. No beginning, no middle, no background. Just the end. | Zu stared down at the dog-eared notebook in his hand. The cover was missing, and the first page was covered in old, spilled ink. He ran his fingers over it, feeling the grooves in the paper from whatever had been written before the spill.
So much suffering over such a small thing.
All around him, the remnants of batt... | 3 | 0 | 8 | 29,658 |
[WP] Write the end of a story. No beginning, no middle, no background. Just the end. | "...that place has changed. You don't know what you're doing."
Maybe it was right. Maybe everything had changed. Maybe she didn't know what she was doing. She hesitated momentarily, staring through the open door of the airlock into the black hallway, the lights from behind her shining dimly on the countless blo... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 29,659 |
[WP] Write the end of a story. No beginning, no middle, no background. Just the end. | I did it. I opened the gates, I let them out and free. Now I can finally sleep. The nightmare is over. My people are free from the tyranny of the Guardians, now they can go and fill this world again. But I can’t leave. I have to stay here, I’ll not survive long enough to run past the gates to freedom. Some say otherwis... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 29,660 |
[WP] Write the end of a story. No beginning, no middle, no background. Just the end. | The god-king looked upon the destruction of his empire and wept three golden tears. It is said that where those tears had fallen, a great forest arose and grew atop the ruins of his once mighty kingdom. If you travel to the Mystic Wood, be careful. For the darkness runs deep in the forgotten abyss. And those that look ... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 29,661 |
[WP] Write the end of a story. No beginning, no middle, no background. Just the end. | The Birth of the Universe to the End of Time. Hundreds of thousands of species dead, dying and will die. The End will always come, even for an immortal. | 1 | 0 | 8 | 29,662 |
[WP] Write the end of a story. No beginning, no middle, no background. Just the end. | She stood in the forest, just taking it all in. The mid-day breeze playfully danced amongst the fallen leaves as little critters called out for their mates. Mother Nature found a balance, as she always did and soon, this troubled forest would have its aura of tranquillity restored. A deer strolled across her path and s... | 1 | 0 | 8 | 29,663 |
[WP] Write the end of a story. No beginning, no middle, no background. Just the end. | A man stood alone outside the wall, thousand of dead lying around him, roar of dragon can be heard and sun finally rise from the horizon. The man walk toward a well armored corpse leaning against a wall, and saluted. "This is how it ends and how it begin." the man said and then a portal open behind him, a giant black d... | 1 | 0 | 8 | 29,664 |
[WP] Write the end of a story. No beginning, no middle, no background. Just the end. | Chapter 27- Destiny Calls
the stars shone brightly that day, the day all through the kingdom gathered in the royal forest around the everburning stone.
the stone that fell, the stone that tore fissures through the world.
'Today, I finish what Ateia started. Her legacy shall be fulfilled and the world, united once ... | 1 | 0 | 8 | 29,665 |
[WP] Write the end of a story. No beginning, no middle, no background. Just the end. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 8 | 29,666 |
[WP] Write the end of a story. No beginning, no middle, no background. Just the end. | All Charlie knew was that he had seen something through his peripheral vision. He resolved it was just his imagination... But that didn't matter anymore.
He stood up from the ground where he had been crying that entire morning, said goodbye one more time, gently touched the tomb stone with his fingertips, and left. | 1 | 0 | 8 | 29,667 |
[WP] A quick-witted pizza delivery man is assigned the wrong address and shows up at the door of a powerful drug lord. | The door opened. An overweight Italian man stood there, staring dumbly at the delivery boy. The man looked at the pizza boxes and back to the boy.
"What is your name?" The voice was rough and calculated, as if each word were pre-meditated.
"Depends on the buyer. I'm deliverin' to a Mexican, my names Juan. They send ... | 74 | 0 | 98 | 29,668 |
[WP] A quick-witted pizza delivery man is assigned the wrong address and shows up at the door of a powerful drug lord. | [deleted] | 3 | 0 | 98 | 29,669 |
[WP] A quick-witted pizza delivery man is assigned the wrong address and shows up at the door of a powerful drug lord. | Johnson decided to walk up to the door of the modest suburban house. "Might as well ring the doorbell" he muttered. Immediately a very blonde gentleman opened the door. "Is that the food bitch?" the blonde man emphatically stated. "Yea man, it's 61.97" Johnson replied. A deep intimidating voice from the back of th... | 6 | 0 | 98 | 29,670 |
[WP] A quick-witted pizza delivery man is assigned the wrong address and shows up at the door of a powerful drug lord. | A thin, young girl opened the door wearing nothing but a nightgown. It was nearly falling off her delicate shoulders.
"I'm guessing you aren't Bob," Jeremy said to her with pizza in hand.
"I'm guessing you don't get laid as much as pizza guys in pornos do," she replied coolly.
"You'd be surprised," he shot back. She... | 14 | 0 | 98 | 29,671 |
[WP] A quick-witted pizza delivery man is assigned the wrong address and shows up at the door of a powerful drug lord. | It wasn't the first time he had felt anxious dropping off a pie, his profession was a fairly dangerous one. Lewd communist nudists, deranged drug addicts, twisted drunks, violent maniacs and of course the occasional sexually charged soccer mom. The thoughts quickly left his head as he slowly pulled up the long driveway... | 3 | 0 | 98 | 29,672 |
[WP] A quick-witted pizza delivery man is assigned the wrong address and shows up at the door of a powerful drug lord. | -086
*Kplat! Kplat! Kplat!*
He watched the man pull the trigger through the crack in the door. He watched the three men on their knees jerking their chins upward one-by-one as each bullet hit their forehead. The stiffened momentarily, then slowly toppled over.
"No way. Mary, mother of tap dancing Jesus." Ricky swore... | 4 | 0 | 98 | 29,673 |
[WP] A quick-witted pizza delivery man is assigned the wrong address and shows up at the door of a powerful drug lord. | "450 West Bredville Street," said the greasy-haired boy, his hands tapping at the paper as he stood before the gritty house. The wind blew a dirty brown hat to to his right, and, looking ahead, she saw a junkyard and a crow dipping down into the mass of trash to steal a bone. "Well, looks like this is the right place."... | 1 | 0 | 98 | 29,674 |
[WP] Tell me about the man they call Chaplin Ford... | "Chaplin Ford!" Juan Carlos laughed. "Might as well lock me up for all the things I can tell you 'bout Chaplin Ford. The man's a damn *ghost*."
"Well," the taller detective said. "We can lock you up for a few years, Carlos. Start by telling us how he got his name. We know it's an alias."
Juan Carlos shook his head. "... | 1 | 0 | 2 | 29,675 |
[WP] Tell me about the man they call Chaplin Ford... | Danny the diner host takes another swig of his bottle, and lets out a hiccup. "Yep, you don't see too many folks like you around these parts." He puts the bottle down and looks at me with glassy eyes. "What're ya here for, anyway, mister, uh..."
"Perry. Perry Knoxx."
"Yeah, that."
I watch ominously as he takes ... | 1 | 0 | 2 | 29,676 |
[WP] Tell me about the man they call Chaplin Ford... | "Chaplin Ford, eh?" He took a long drag from his cigarette. "Now that's a name I ain't heard in years."
"So you knew him."
"Yeah, 'round here, everyone knew him. It's a small town."
"The way you say it, sounds like I'll be stepping on a few toes with this."
The man nodded. "Sure 'nuff. Don't let them get to yo... | 3 | 0 | 2 | 29,677 |
[WP] A man goes to the top of the building he works at to commit suicide over a depression caused by a harsh workplace. He looks down and sees that his boss has noticed him preparing to jump, and rather than informing anyone, has casually sat down on a bench to watch. | In a fit of rage, the man postpones his suicide. He decides it would be too easy to let his boss have a front row seat to watch his demise. The man does not intend to abandon his plans. Rather - he is going to find a way to be alone with the boss; the source of his depression. Then, all bets will finally be off. | 3 | 0 | 83 | 29,678 |
[WP] A man goes to the top of the building he works at to commit suicide over a depression caused by a harsh workplace. He looks down and sees that his boss has noticed him preparing to jump, and rather than informing anyone, has casually sat down on a bench to watch. | Frank stood at the edge of the *Proactive Life* building. The irony wasn't lost on him that he was going to commit suicide from a suicide help line building. He was a normal man before he got this job, but after getting it, Frank felt pain. All the people he talked out of killing themselves didn't just lose their sadne... | 63 | 0 | 83 | 29,679 |
[WP] A man goes to the top of the building he works at to commit suicide over a depression caused by a harsh workplace. He looks down and sees that his boss has noticed him preparing to jump, and rather than informing anyone, has casually sat down on a bench to watch. | "Are you going to just watch me?"
"Yes."
"What will you do after I jump?"
"I will call the ambulance"
"You won't try to stop me?"
"Kid, in our line of work, we do things in a specific way"
"Like making my life a piece of shit?"
The Boss lit his smoke and thought for a moment.
"Is that what you think, th... | 7 | 0 | 83 | 29,680 |
[WP] A man goes to the top of the building he works at to commit suicide over a depression caused by a harsh workplace. He looks down and sees that his boss has noticed him preparing to jump, and rather than informing anyone, has casually sat down on a bench to watch. | [deleted] | 26 | 0 | 83 | 29,681 |
[WP] A man goes to the top of the building he works at to commit suicide over a depression caused by a harsh workplace. He looks down and sees that his boss has noticed him preparing to jump, and rather than informing anyone, has casually sat down on a bench to watch. | Ted Buckland was a miserable, sad, pathetic excuse for a man and he knew it.
It was lunchtime, a cool day in mid-April, and Ted was spending his lunch in the usual place. And the "usual place" was the well worn, very slight indent on the edge of the roof. He looked down at the parking lot below, and for the one-hund... | 15 | 0 | 83 | 29,682 |
[WP] A man goes to the top of the building he works at to commit suicide over a depression caused by a harsh workplace. He looks down and sees that his boss has noticed him preparing to jump, and rather than informing anyone, has casually sat down on a bench to watch. | Norman stood at the top of the three hundred story building. Looking down at ant like people below he began preparing himself for the after life. His boss Jared had mercilessly bullied him for the last year. First taking his Subway sandwiches at lunch and then having sex with his wife. Norman was ready to end his m... | 6 | 0 | 83 | 29,683 |
[WP] A man goes to the top of the building he works at to commit suicide over a depression caused by a harsh workplace. He looks down and sees that his boss has noticed him preparing to jump, and rather than informing anyone, has casually sat down on a bench to watch. | This was it. I'd had it. I was done with this job, done with these people, done with this life. I'd only started this job five months ago, but enough was enough, it was time to end it.
I stepped forward and peeked over the edge. "Jeez that seems high," I said to myself, taking a step backwards. "Looks higher from up h... | 3 | 0 | 83 | 29,684 |
[WP] A man goes to the top of the building he works at to commit suicide over a depression caused by a harsh workplace. He looks down and sees that his boss has noticed him preparing to jump, and rather than informing anyone, has casually sat down on a bench to watch. | I stepped onto the very edge of the ten-storey office block. My toes floated in the air and I made sure to keep the weight mostly on my heels. I could feel the wind rushing through my hair and whistling past my ears. I closed my eyes to experience the world for the last time. I could hear the flagpole just under the aw... | 2 | 0 | 83 | 29,685 |
[WP] A man goes to the top of the building he works at to commit suicide over a depression caused by a harsh workplace. He looks down and sees that his boss has noticed him preparing to jump, and rather than informing anyone, has casually sat down on a bench to watch. | Down down down. Faster and faster. The building was tall. Tall enough to pick up a frightening speed. The air buffeted and battered. The whistling fall echoed against the long faceless windows. Passed the fifteenth floor. Now the fourteenth. Now his.
The desk behind the glass was empty. It was just over a year ago th... | 1 | 0 | 83 | 29,686 |
[WP] A man goes to the top of the building he works at to commit suicide over a depression caused by a harsh workplace. He looks down and sees that his boss has noticed him preparing to jump, and rather than informing anyone, has casually sat down on a bench to watch. | He moved three times before he found a comfortable seat in which to watch.
"That ass hole." Mark muttered angrily. Mark cast about and smiled, then began edging along the ledge.
"Where are you going, Mark?" Craig smirked. He'd been waiting for this for weeks. Some people find victims, stalk them, then kill the. Craig... | 2 | 0 | 83 | 29,687 |
[WP] A man goes to the top of the building he works at to commit suicide over a depression caused by a harsh workplace. He looks down and sees that his boss has noticed him preparing to jump, and rather than informing anyone, has casually sat down on a bench to watch. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 83 | 29,688 |
[WP] You witness a Satanic ritual involving prominent figures. What do you do? | [<---](http://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/219yo9/wp_nsfw_destroy_my_soul_a_challenge_to_write_the/cgb9kfz) **-11-** [--->](http://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/22mb4a/wp_you_are_handed_a_box_and_told_that_within_is/cgof5hs)
**{Hail Satan 666 Yoloswag}** (working title)
*Conceived W... | 3 | 0 | 15 | 29,689 |
[WP] You witness a Satanic ritual involving prominent figures. What do you do? | Cut a goats throat crank some Slayer and ask "Who's skull do I have to FUCK to get a whiskey around here!"
Then the prominent figures high five me and fast track me onto the road to success. | 1 | 0 | 15 | 29,690 |
[WP] A squadron of marines are pinned down by enemy gunfire in hostile territory. They radio in for backup. In five minutes, a single man wearing an ensignia none of the marines have seen arrives. He is the backup. | Another bullet whizzed by. Then another. Then countless more. Really when a squadron of twenty men are firing automatics at a group of twenty marines no one counts the bullets. The only thing people count is the time they have been pinned down in gunfire, the time they have been in this dessert hell-hole, and the time ... | 11 | 0 | 43 | 29,691 |
[WP] A squadron of marines are pinned down by enemy gunfire in hostile territory. They radio in for backup. In five minutes, a single man wearing an ensignia none of the marines have seen arrives. He is the backup. | It's dark, I'm soaked and freezing my ass off, our IR lights are destroyed or out of juice, and I can't tell the sounds of gunfire apart from the hail banging on my helmet. Me and what's left of my squad are hunkered down in a ditch at the side of some dirt road just south of Bumfuck, Mongolia. Or I guess now it's Bumf... | 46 | 0 | 43 | 29,692 |
[WP] A squadron of marines are pinned down by enemy gunfire in hostile territory. They radio in for backup. In five minutes, a single man wearing an ensignia none of the marines have seen arrives. He is the backup. | "SUPPRESSION FIRE, MARINES!!" Sarge bellowed.
The 4 remaining Marines fired over the charred Warthog that acted as their cover.
There was a nearby explosion from a plasma grenade detonation.
Private Garza yelled out. He dropped his gun, covering his head with arms.
"I don't wanna die, Sarge!" he sputtered.
"Pu... | 6 | 0 | 43 | 29,693 |
[WP] A squadron of marines are pinned down by enemy gunfire in hostile territory. They radio in for backup. In five minutes, a single man wearing an ensignia none of the marines have seen arrives. He is the backup. | Seven days we'd been in the safehouse, and they'd found us. They'd smoked us out, and now my men and I were pinned down three blocks away. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. All around me, deafening gunfire filled the air. They don't tell you about that...you just sort of find out about it.
If there were more tha... | 5 | 0 | 43 | 29,694 |
[WP] A squadron of marines are pinned down by enemy gunfire in hostile territory. They radio in for backup. In five minutes, a single man wearing an ensignia none of the marines have seen arrives. He is the backup. | Until now, the mission had gone eerily smooth. Sgt Tanner and his "Delta Squad" of 2 other men had managed to infiltrate a Nazi lab, met little resistance (which was quickly taken down) killed the scientists and stole whatever the hell command had sent them in for before leaving timed explosives on the way out. The thi... | 2 | 0 | 43 | 29,695 |
[WP] "Someone sleeps here, when it snows outside." | "Why are you bringing that towel outside?"
"Because I think our visitor will like it there."
"What do you mean visitor. We're in the middle of nowhere. This is northern B.C. in the wintertime. We came out here to *avoid* visitors. Remember?"
"Right. Here we go. Should do it."
"I still don't see what you mean. L... | 3 | 0 | 4 | 29,696 |
[EU] Boo from Monsters Inc. has grown up and has a child of her own. One day she tells a very special bedtime story, just in case a certain pair of monsters were to come through the closet... | Ok, short one, I just had to, since I got this idea. Typed this up on an iPhone, so excuse any errors. First-timer, non-native English-speaker, so go easy.
'Mommy, mommy, the monsters are behind the doors'
'Oh sweetie, let me tell you a story my parents told me when I was your age: You see, the monsters aren't real. ... | 5 | 0 | 54 | 29,697 |
[EU] Boo from Monsters Inc. has grown up and has a child of her own. One day she tells a very special bedtime story, just in case a certain pair of monsters were to come through the closet... | "But mommy, there's monsters in the closet," whined Janie, firmly latched on to her mother's arm. "I don't wanna' go to sleep, I can't. I won't won't won't!"
"Alright, dear," her mother said, stroking the girl's slightly curly black hair. She pulled one of the curls out, thinking about how much like her father she was... | 6 | 0 | 54 | 29,698 |
[WP] Make me fall in love with a girl without actual any physical descriptions | She plucks nervously at the tights covering her legs and scrunches up her face in laughter. She has two books under her arm, held together with an old hair tie. Her place is marked in one with a chestnut leaf, browning and crinkling at the corners. There is mud on her shoes and a ladder in those thick black tights, but... | 132 | 0 | 179 | 29,699 |
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