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[WP] A fresh and original scary story about a cliche monster. | The job just hadn't been the same since the automated all of the prisons. Now, instead of the comforting clank of keys on a ring, he had a radio that squawked in his ear all day. Instead of his billy club, he had pepper spray. If his eyes weren't made to see under lava in the Lake of Fire, using that shit would have be... | 13 | 0 | 18 | 37,700 |
[WP] A fresh and original scary story about a cliche monster. | They say it began in infancy. Hell, maybe even in the womb. He wanted no mother's milk. No goat's milk. No milk of any kind. His mother, poor thing, despaired that he would die. For a while she held his tiny skeleton and wished him to heaven.
She cut her finger one morning and he fought as an animal would to get to ... | 24 | 0 | 18 | 37,701 |
[WP] A fresh and original scary story about a cliche monster. | When the zombies came, the fear and horror didn't come from the long dead rising from their graves. The rotten and the broken and the repulsive we were able to overcome easily, burning them to ash. Breeding cemeteries were firebombed with relief, not regret. If you saw a zombie, there was a standing rule. You Molotov c... | 7 | 0 | 18 | 37,702 |
[WP] A fresh and original scary story about a cliche monster. | He was sitting on a park bench in broad daylight. To say that he looked out of place would be an understatement. If this would have been Halloween night, maybe he would have fit right in, but it was June 17th.
A small crowd had begun to gather, some were taking pictures with their phones, many were whispering amongst ... | 7 | 0 | 18 | 37,703 |
[WP] A fresh and original scary story about a cliche monster. | [deleted] | 5 | 0 | 18 | 37,704 |
[WP] A fresh and original scary story about a cliche monster. | Everyone always talks about dragons having a horde of Gold and diamonds and arkenstones, and they're always stolen from some upjumped dwarves who think they own the world. Thats good for them. I don't begrudge them their pleasures. I just don't think it makes sense. Think about it; you've got to have some big confidenc... | 3 | 0 | 18 | 37,705 |
[WP] A fresh and original scary story about a cliche monster. | I doubt my father considered this possibility when he made me. After I fled the villagers I knew I couldn't just stroll back to civilization, they'd never suffer a man stitched together from their loved ones to live among them.
I conquered my fear of fire within the first week. I hardly feel its warmth but without it... | 2 | 0 | 18 | 37,706 |
[WP] Write about a person going through Anesthesia awareness (Being conscious on the operating table but physically paralyzed) | "And now I want you to start counting down from one hundred, going slowly and concentrating on my voice."
The anesthesiologist's hands were warm on my neck, even through his latex gloves. Already I was enjoying the rich timbre of his voice and feeling just delightful tingles in my fingers and toes. The firmness of t... | 2 | 0 | 2 | 37,707 |
[WP] You are at a bar. A man approaches you, and his first words to you are "Little is as it seems." | "Oh jeez. You open with *I'm a grower, not a shower.* Really?"
"I've got better lines than that in the butter in my fridge."
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[WP] You are at a bar. A man approaches you, and his first words to you are "Little is as it seems." | "Little is as it seems" the wizened looking man whispered after he leaned in to my ear.
"Ok, I will bite. What's your story, old man?" I respond, more than half drunkenly.
"First, just buy me 1 beer." He implores. He notices I am about to say yes and he slides in "make it the good stuff".
"Alright, hey Mike, give th... | 3 | 0 | 4 | 37,709 |
[WP] You are at a bar. A man approaches you, and his first words to you are "Little is as it seems." | "Little is as it seems."
"Whaaaaa??" I drunkely reply, wildly whipping my head to face the speaker. "Whadya say ya maddafakker?!" Through my drunken haze a man shimmers before me. He looks deceptively young. He's quite tall and I have to glance up at his face. It looks disheveled but in a groomed way. Almost as if eve... | 1 | 0 | 4 | 37,710 |
[WP] You are at a bar. A man approaches you, and his first words to you are "Little is as it seems." | Standing at the bar I was drinking a little more than I should have. But what was I to do? My only love gone for another man. I wasn't angry though. As strange as that sounds. He was a good man I guess, he would treat her right. They were better together than we ever were. I just needed to drink. Drink until it felt li... | 1 | 0 | 4 | 37,711 |
[WP] Your grandchild asks to interview you for a school report about what it was like to live through the robot uprising. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 14 | 37,712 |
[WP] Your grandchild asks to interview you for a school report about what it was like to live through the robot uprising. | Granddaughter: Grandpa?
Grandpa: Yes sweetie?
Granddaughter: I have this school report I have to do on World War R. I figured since you lived through it, Could I ask you a few questions?
Grandpa: World War R huh. Jesus, what are they teaching you kids in school?
Granddaughter: Please Grandpa, I really need to do go... | 3 | 0 | 14 | 37,713 |
[WP] Your grandchild asks to interview you for a school report about what it was like to live through the robot uprising. | The teacher looked down at Daria. "Where's your homework?" she asked. The young student could only look down as she replied. "When I took out my voice recorder, Grampa started shouting and then he smashed it." | 7 | 0 | 14 | 37,714 |
[WP] Your grandchild asks to interview you for a school report about what it was like to live through the robot uprising. | 0000000: 4f68 2c20 6d79 2064 6561 722c 2049 2074 Oh, my dear, I t
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[WP] You wake up one morning and are surprised to find that you are the only human (remaining) on the entire planet. | I still remember bits and pieces, but they come as flashes of memory. None really string together, but all of them seem familiar. There was fire, and gunshots. People running and screaming everywhere. I remember hearing sirens, low and moaning, then rising to a high pitched scream. There was an explosion, and a br... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 37,716 |
[WP] You wake up one morning and are surprised to find that you are the only human (remaining) on the entire planet. | I rolled off the couch, the blare of my alarm puncturing the silent morning like a spike through a soft melon. At least, that is how it felt in my head. Each pulse of noise send a similar pulse of pain pounding through my head.
I coughed, my dry lips cracking as I forced air through my sore throat. I really should not... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 37,717 |
[EU] Write from the prospective of a pokemon who either loves or gates its trainer. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 1 | 37,718 |
[EU] Write from the prospective of a pokemon who either loves or gates its trainer. | Today I killed my mother. Yesterday I killed my father. Tomorrow I'll kill again. But what choice do I have? They would've died by other hands if not by mine. He has hundreds of others to choose from, all locked in that damn screen. Hours pass as I stay curled in that cursed ball. My only solace is knowing that even th... | 2 | 0 | 1 | 37,719 |
[WP] Two cannibals meet for dinner. | “Evening Dan.”
“Evening John.”
“Doing well tonight, I hope?”
John stepped inside the door, removing his coat and setting it on a nearby peg before replying. “Splendidly, thank you. Tell me, I don’t seen your wife about, did you-”
“Oh no, no. She’s off at a friend’s house, told her it was ‘guys’ movie night.’ You k... | 4 | 0 | 3 | 37,720 |
[WP] Two cannibals meet for dinner. | This ended up slightly darker than I expected...
It looks like every restaurant in the world, from the outside. If you ask people in the town about it, most of them say something like “Oh, yeah. I’ve heard it’s nice there, never been in myself though”. Somehow the owners of this particular establishment have managed ... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 37,721 |
[WP] Two cannibals meet for dinner. | "Honey! I'm home!" She called as the door closed behind her. "Dinner smells great! Curry?"
"Yep! Vegetarian."
"Sounds lovely." She sat on the edge of the couch as she removed her pumps.
She sauntered into the kitchen, and grabbed a glass of wine I had set on the counter for her. She took a sip as she looked me in t... | 1 | 0 | 3 | 37,722 |
[WP] When you transfer a disease to another person, you no longer have that disease. | The nursing home room was cold and the blanket covering Lance did little to keep him warm. He was a bit confused as to why he was in the room but the television set mounted on the wall was great at distracting him. There was a woman on the screen, young and happy. She was singing to a child, her voice rising and fallin... | 12 | 0 | 12 | 37,723 |
[WP] When you transfer a disease to another person, you no longer have that disease. | Shivering, he took the thermometer from his mouth. 103 degrees, he was getting worse. He knew he'd have to be in the hospital soon - his friend Benjamin would take him, and so he made the call. Soon he'd be in a hospital bed and recovering from this illness, whatever it was.
"Here, let me help you", Benjamin, concerne... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 37,724 |
[WP] When you transfer a disease to another person, you no longer have that disease. | "Saints". That's what they call them. People that take other people's diseases in return for forgiveness from sin. They have these places set up for them. Almost like a brothel. You go in, and they're laying there on a bed. You can always tell that they regret the decision, that if they could go back, they never would ... | 3 | 0 | 12 | 37,725 |
[WP] When you transfer a disease to another person, you no longer have that disease. | Aiden glares and glares, but Andrea is used to her cousin being angry at her. Still, to be angry by her bedside is disheartening.
"Just give it to me dammit, I can--"
"What can you do?" she says, tiredly. "Only 5% of people diagnosed survive."
"And where does that leave you?" Aiden demands. His anger seems endless... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 37,726 |
[WP] Write a beautiful, heartfelt marriage proposal, to a person you just met. | **I took a whack at it, but it seems a little more first date-y**
These last 4.87 seconds have felt like an eternity. No, wait, don't look at me like that, I mean in a good way. Like, I could spend an entire lifetime looking at you and be content. Is that creepy? I'm not sure if you'd think that's creepy or not.
Eve... | 3 | 0 | 3 | 37,727 |
[WP] Dream Factory | Dreams, dreams are strange little creatures. I should know since I worked at the very factory that creates them. It's somewhat difficult to describe them, I guess you could say a dream is most similar to wind. Everyday I watch them come onto the factory floor, swirling and morphing with every turn; some are quite open,... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 37,728 |
[WP] Dream Factory | The mechanical clack and clang of the machines was deafening. The dull metal surfaces, musty floors, and dark lighting was a stark contrast to the products created.
The 'Dream Factory'. Where dreams have been created since the beginning of the 5th universe. It was a novel idea, really, and the human dreams were the m... | 1 | 0 | 8 | 37,729 |
[WP] A child is born who can rid people of any ailment or disease - with a price. | [deleted] | 3 | 0 | 5 | 37,730 |
[WP] A child is born who can rid people of any ailment or disease - with a price. | 'You sai this child can cure anythin' no hao'?'
'Yes sir!.'
'Hold on one chicken' second. You, are tellin' me that I can fix mah trick knee?'
'Absolutely!'
'What do you want fo the service?'
'I'd say... about tree fiddy.' | 1 | 0 | 5 | 37,731 |
[WP] A child is born who can rid people of any ailment or disease - with a price. | Kevin walked into the dimly lit house, candles were lighting the way upstairs. Every step he took he wondered if it was the decision, what price did he have to pay.
He was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and was given a few weeks to live. He and his family were devastated. He had hopes of becoming successful, he had ... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 37,732 |
[PM] need something to write about. | Continue this [story.](http://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/1ztl9i/ip_island_castle_and_destroyed_ship/cfx41ep) | 1 | 0 | 7 | 37,733 |
[PM] need something to write about. | A Eldritch horror onboard a spaceship is quite a sarcastic fellow. | 1 | 0 | 7 | 37,734 |
[PM] need something to write about. | There is no post on Sundays because that is the day postmen everywhere battle each other for the coming week's choicest shifts. | 3 | 0 | 7 | 37,735 |
[PM] need something to write about. | Asteroid miners have the shortest life expectancy of the colonists, it seems fate has a twisted sense of humor by leaving the small crew as the only survivors. | 1 | 0 | 7 | 37,736 |
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Please see sidebar to the right for more details. | 2 | 0 | 7 | 37,737 |
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[WP] What if cities were sentient? | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 6 | 37,739 |
[WP] What if cities were sentient? | 'Will he live?' She asked before sipping tea from trembling hands.
The doctor shook his head. 'We think there was an oil spill. Two slightly different strains of the disease have designated each other as threats. Your son will take the damage until one of the strains is eradicated.' John was lying on the table, almost ... | 3 | 0 | 6 | 37,740 |
[WP] What if cities were sentient? | The night is dark and full of stars and Ben is late. He's unsteady with lack of sleep. He can feel the city humming under his feet. It is a simple tune, a diddy with four notes, and he finds himself humming along.
A camera whirrs as he passes. The little eye's pupil grows in the dark. Ben is quite safe. His briefcase... | 5 | 0 | 6 | 37,741 |
[WP] A dragon lives next door in your apartment complex | His real name was Balthazar the Destroyer, but he told us to call him Greg. His parties were the best. No one had a horde near as large nor as shiny. Not even Lucy, who was inheriting from her dad's salon business. Apparently Greg got it all from some dumb ass dwarves who lived next to a toyshop. They weren't doing any... | 3 | 0 | 6 | 37,742 |
[WP] A dragon lives next door in your apartment complex | **BANG! BANG! BANG! THUMP!**
"I CAN SMELL YOU SMOKING IN THERE!"
**THUMP!**
"THIS IS A NO SMOKING BUILDING! I'M GOING TO TELL THE SUPER!" | 2 | 0 | 6 | 37,743 |
[WP] A dragon lives next door in your apartment complex | Front door. Up the stairs. Turn. Three flights to go. Two. One. Second floor, good. Corridor’s empty, go. 208, 207, 206, perfect. Keys in hand. Lock. Lock. Wa-
“Morning!”
Crap.
The woman blinks in surprise, puts on a smile and turns her head to look. It’s the guy from 205. Dark skin. Short hair but clean shaven. Ath... | 2 | 0 | 6 | 37,744 |
[CC] Wrote a poem about the struggle to write, looking for feedback. | Kindof funny seeing this now, I just wrote something similar yesterday about FF. I'm not a particularly poetic person, but I liked yours. The first part in particular was, idk, "poetic"?
Mine is filled with improper writing and was just for fun, but if you care to read it:
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You see I got myself into a dilemna... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 37,745 |
[CC] Wrote a poem about the struggle to write, looking for feedback. | (Oo! Oo! Let me try! Let me try!)
When reflecting upon the muse
who eludes my grasp,
I find solace in words and a ruse.
Then, I am brought back with a gasp
into the emptiness of solitude
which keeps my mind tethered and dry.
What force of such fortitude
leaves me wanting to cry
as I sit before the eternal tom... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 37,746 |
[WP]Ancient superstition was that if you said the name of something, it would be summoned, and as a result the true name of beer has been lost to time. On accident, someone says the true name of beer. | This is already on the front page http://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/23ruiv/wp_the_true_name_of_the_bear_lost_to_the_ages_has/ | 0 | 0 | 10 | 37,747 |
[WP]Ancient superstition was that if you said the name of something, it would be summoned, and as a result the true name of beer has been lost to time. On accident, someone says the true name of beer. | "I found it, I finally found it!!!!" came an ecstatic shout of a man as he ran into a livingroom. Four other men jumped to their feet and turned to their friend.
"what is it?! God please, tell us!"
He motioned them all close and muttered the word to them.
There was a metal, creaking sound before all faucets in the h... | 6 | 0 | 10 | 37,748 |
[WP]Ancient superstition was that if you said the name of something, it would be summoned, and as a result the true name of beer has been lost to time. On accident, someone says the true name of beer. | "Wow. It is so dark! They could really use some lights in here." Gregory said, looking around the cave.
"Shh." Mark hissed under his breath. "Do you want to get kicked out and wait another half a day in the desert heat?"
"Fuck no, man!" Gregory man-whispered. He pulled his fatigues up over his hairy belly and ... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 37,749 |
[WP]Ancient superstition was that if you said the name of something, it would be summoned, and as a result the true name of beer has been lost to time. On accident, someone says the true name of beer. | Karl was watching the World Cup from the tattered La-Z-Boy in the living room of his cramped apartment. The faded, yet still dark plastic ancient tube-screen TV sitting atop the IKEA table with its peeling veneer starkly contrasted the unfurnished white wall behind it. He reached down and grabbed another bottle of Oeti... | 1 | 0 | 10 | 37,750 |
[WP] An animal (bird, stray cat, bug) witnesses an execution. | I sung with my friends.
Wordless songs, songs of joy, songs of hatred, songs of misery, songs of laughter. We sung and we sung and we watched the world listen.
On a quiet day in August we sung but the world did not listen.
His friends sung a magnificent song to the clearing, one lauding the sunny and crisp autumn da... | 3 | 0 | 8 | 37,751 |
[WP] An animal (bird, stray cat, bug) witnesses an execution. | Fleeting life, constant thirst. Larger creatures are oases of sanguine sustenance. Chemical signals waft in the hot summer breeze. Attracted to the hot, moistened skin are first the few, then the many. Land with a whisper. Lift off again; violent thrashing disturbs the ritual. The large, hairless creatures often swipe ... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 37,752 |
[WP] An animal (bird, stray cat, bug) witnesses an execution. | Humans always make such a show of dying.
I stretch long, arching my back and flexing my claws as I bask in the sun. Birds chirp all around me, but I neglect them any attention. I will not be going after them today.
My finely-tuned ears perk a bit as I watch the small, lanky one rub something on the wooden platform th... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 37,753 |
[WP] "The world was waiting for you." | [deleted] | 5 | 0 | 20 | 37,754 |
[WP] "The world was waiting for you." | Why? You were getting better. We were getting better. Things were finally looking up.
We got out of that hellhole You called home. Your bruises were healing, and my scars were fading.
Why...
Our home was small and dirty. I preferred cozy. But, it was filled with love. More love than I had ever felt. It had potential... | 9 | 0 | 20 | 37,755 |
[WP] "The world was waiting for you." | I like this one. | 0 | 0 | 20 | 37,756 |
[WP] "The world was waiting for you." | Martin could see nothing, save for the endless white that stretched in front of him. The rhythmic thumping of his heart pulsed in his ears for a moment before fading to a soft clicking sound. Was that a film reel?
As if to answer his question a flickering image appeared before the endless white. A little barefoot boy... | 2 | 0 | 20 | 37,757 |
[WP] "The world was waiting for you." | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 20 | 37,758 |
[WP] "The world was waiting for you." | "I was waiting for you. The *world* was waiting for you!" Agent Jacobs snapped, slamming his foam cup of lukewarm coffee onto the table. She didn't so much as jump, though drops of sugar-laced caramel liquid splashed onto the screen of her satellite phone. Glaring, she sopped the mess up with the hem of her soft linen ... | 1 | 0 | 20 | 37,759 |
[WP] "The world was waiting for you." | I barely recognized him when he walked in; he looked so much older now, tired and beaten and worn. The lively young man we'd needed was gone, his boyish charm faded into hard cynicism. It had only been a month since he'd disappeared, since our protest had been canceled. Not enough time to have changed anyone so much. R... | 1 | 0 | 20 | 37,760 |
[WP] "The world was waiting for you." | The humans needed you. The were waiting for you, in dire need of a savior. A paradigm shift in the form of flesh and mind and bone. A charisma that could stir even the stars into a frenzy. You would have shaped their world and many to come. Nothing would have stopped the march of glorious progress that mankind would ha... | 2 | 0 | 20 | 37,761 |
[WP] "The world was waiting for you." | Time and time again, he had showed his worth. The small, hunched back of a student in duress was a common sight in the university's library; after all, the only way you were getting into the school was being rich or immensely talented in the first place. But somewhere along the line, in this one student's mind, a certa... | 1 | 0 | 20 | 37,762 |
[WP] "The world was waiting for you." | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 20 | 37,763 |
[WP] "The world was waiting for you." | All you have to do is take the first step to know the world was waiting for you to end your own exile. Your days don't have to bleed into each other. Your nights weren't meant to be filled with unanswered questions.
Before you is the world. Places untouched by human eyes, exotic cities that flow and breath in new ways... | 1 | 0 | 20 | 37,764 |
[WP] Your protagonist is a world renowned super-powered hero/heroine who witnesses a relatively small event which makes him/her lose faith in humanity. | 'Hey Lois, is this ThorXLoki fanfiction on your computer? If you're gonna look at this, do it at home, outside work hours!' Everyone in the office laughed at that.
'Sorry boss!'
Ten thousand miles away, Superman sheds a single tear. | 1 | 0 | 7 | 37,765 |
[WP] Your protagonist is a world renowned super-powered hero/heroine who witnesses a relatively small event which makes him/her lose faith in humanity. | “Doc!” cried the woman.
No answer. She ran through the door of the little Irish pub.
“Doc! There’s a bank robbery going on downtown. You need to go, now!”
Doc Atlas took another swig from his boilermaker. He didn’t respond; he didn’t even acknowledge her existence.
“Doc!”
Atlas belched and ate some bar mix. “You ... | 4 | 0 | 7 | 37,766 |
[WP] Your protagonist is a world renowned super-powered hero/heroine who witnesses a relatively small event which makes him/her lose faith in humanity. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 7 | 37,767 |
[WP] Godzilla appears and it seems to be pursuing a single person. After some period of time they meet. | She turned around, tears in her eyes, and peered up at the immense creature that blotted out the very sun. 'Go home Jared, I told you we're through!' shouted Karen.
The beast roared, its tail swiping across the ground and flattening an entire city centre.
'Don't you shout at me! You know what I thought about you hav... | 5 | 0 | 5 | 37,768 |
[WP] Godzilla appears and it seems to be pursuing a single person. After some period of time they meet. | Long streets and dark alleyways are a treasure trove in the big city. Over the years, a web was weaved to collect those treasures by the one called "Big Lizard". Big wasn't looking for no treasure though, he was looking for someone codenamed "Master Rat".
0000, witching hour. The heat is getting to people and drivin... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 37,769 |
[WP] In a society where "selling one's soul to the Devil," is common practice, someone doesn't recieve what they expected for the trade. | 'Thank you for calling Underworld, inc. Your call may be monitored for quality assurance. If you would like to buy into our life insurance policy, press 1. If you'd like to monitor bank funds, press 2. If you'd like to make a return, Press 3.' She jabbed at the number three with her finger, snorting in derision.
'Plea... | 10 | 0 | 11 | 37,770 |
[WP] In a society where "selling one's soul to the Devil," is common practice, someone doesn't recieve what they expected for the trade. | "So, it's done then?" The old man's tired blue eyes gazed across the table at the young woman in front of him. Eighty-five long years working on the North Side had taken their toll; he shook slightly and sat leaning forward, his aching back crying out for some relief.
She looked up at him and smiled. "It's done when y... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 37,771 |
[WP] In a society where "selling one's soul to the Devil," is common practice, someone doesn't recieve what they expected for the trade. | The past twenty four hours had been nothing but a sickening blur. I was in science class when the principal and school counselor pulled me aside. I cant remember who drove me to the hospital, or how long I sat there shaking and crying in the waiting room. Only to hear the news that I had arrived too late, my mother had... | 6 | 0 | 11 | 37,772 |
[WP] In a society where "selling one's soul to the Devil," is common practice, someone doesn't recieve what they expected for the trade. | "Think of it from my perspective. In a way, I have done you a favor-"
"But-"
"You signed the contract, in blood. You yourself decreed that it was binding."
"Yes, but-"
"I am sorry, did you not-"
"But you tricked me. This isn't-"
"*I* tricked *you*?"
"Yes- you- this isn't valid- you don't even have-"
"Blood. Nou... | 4 | 0 | 11 | 37,773 |
[WP] Your first day back in school after a weekend hunting trip. You accidentally bring a buck knife in your backpack. You hear gunshots. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 2 | 37,774 |
[WP] Your first day back in school after a weekend hunting trip. You accidentally bring a buck knife in your backpack. You hear gunshots. | Oh, man... This day after the trip with John and Mark yesterday. I think Mark's dad is still out there. "Physics are impor-." Bullshit.My bag sat on my lap. Bam. Bam. "What?" My teacher stopped talking, and looked outside. A person walked past, gun in hand firing. I heard screams. Mr.Burke looked out, and locked the do... | 3 | 0 | 2 | 37,775 |
[WP] A race of beings is incapable of consuming energy. They are born with all of the energy they will have for their entire lives. Actions and thoughts consume their internal energy. Once they run out of energy, they die. | I sit in my room. *Don't think,* my mother always told me. Thinking is bad, if you think you live shorter. My Grampa was 95. But I don't want to live like that. Have you heard the story of Rosemary Vidoneus? She was one of the greatest minds in history. She died 30 years ago. She was 26. Mother says we don't need fancy... | 3 | 0 | 5 | 37,776 |
[WP] A race of beings is incapable of consuming energy. They are born with all of the energy they will have for their entire lives. Actions and thoughts consume their internal energy. Once they run out of energy, they die. | "Doctor, there's a meeting on the third...floor?"
I entered Dr. Goodswin office, but he was nowhere to be seen. His chair was empty but it was clear he had simply left for somewhere. Perhaps the bathroom, or maybe he was visiting patients. I sighed and looked down at my energy organizer. I had been budgeting my daily ... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 37,777 |
[WP] A you are suddenly attacked by several evil spirit's seeking to control your body through sheer numbers, however when you wake in the hospital, the spirits are the ones who are now controlled by you. | They've been following me for years, **years!** Several different spirits that have been following me for as long as I could remember. They all hold different values and meanings. They all have different distinct voices, and they all are fighting over my body. I've been fighting for control over my own self for my enti... | 4 | 0 | 5 | 37,778 |
1 in 3 people are born with some sort of 'superpower' and society is built around this. Instead of sports people battle and schools focus more on developing powers. Powerless people are usually slaves. |
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[CW] Write about any event that lasts five seconds or less in MORE than 300 words. | (*First, off, I wanna say that I think this is an awesome prompt. Not sure how mine turned out; constructive critique is appreciated.*)
The envelope was crisp, white, and, most importantly, thin.
Thin.
Thin envelopes were always bad. They were thin because the documents within them didn't have much to say: they were... | 10 | 0 | 17 | 37,780 |
[CW] Write about any event that lasts five seconds or less in MORE than 300 words. | Click. Bang. Smack. Thud.
That was it. She was dead. For me, time seemed to slow down. By the time his arm was level I already knew what was going to happen. I can barely live with myself, I just watched in horror. I couldn't stop it. I didn't try and stop it. I just stood there and let him kill her. I saw... | 3 | 0 | 17 | 37,781 |
[CW] Write about any event that lasts five seconds or less in MORE than 300 words. | 00:00:05
We sit, huddled in the blacked-out room. A few flashlights cast a dim glow across the cellar, where, we pretend to ourselves, we might have a better chance. Our eyes are fixed on the news broadcast, where the anchors have given up trying to convince us of hope. The grim countdown changes.
00:00:04
What-ifs ... | 2 | 0 | 17 | 37,782 |
[CW] Write about any event that lasts five seconds or less in MORE than 300 words. | All it took was a single step.
*I'm 6 years old, standing alone on a crowded beach. The tears in my eyes have just breached my eyelids and now come streaming down my face. All of the sand dunes look the same, all of the people too involved to in their sand castles and sun cream to notice my distressed face as I wande... | 3 | 0 | 17 | 37,783 |
[CW] Write about any event that lasts five seconds or less in MORE than 300 words. | She was oriented the way which one would expect, with a fairly straight line from the bottom of one leg to the top of her head; her other leg was behind her, having just finished bearing her weight as she took a step forward. And now it was time for another step. Her leg came forward, placed heel to the ground, and i... | 1 | 0 | 17 | 37,784 |
[CW] Write about any event that lasts five seconds or less in MORE than 300 words. | The moment of the jump is pure magic. It lasts a single second, but that second can seem like an eternity. You are in deep sleep so you don't hear the engine roar as it musters the necessary power to thrust the ship through hyperspace. Nonetheless, you can definitely feel it. The vibrations cause you to shift to REM st... | 1 | 0 | 17 | 37,785 |
[CW] Write about any event that lasts five seconds or less in MORE than 300 words. | The whir and grinding halt of the bus signals my approaching victory.
It was all routine and instinct from then on.
The silent nod of goodbye to the bus driver, the brisk pitter patter of my feet on the pavement.
Everything has been calculated for the perfect balance of anticipation and urge.
I pick up my pace, ... | 1 | 0 | 17 | 37,786 |
[CW] Write about any event that lasts five seconds or less in MORE than 300 words. | A minute particle of concrete slips from under the rubber tread of my well-worn sneakers. It hangs in the air a moment before tumbling helplessly downward, disappearing from view. It's strange how these things happen, how when something disappears from view, it doesn't matter to anyone. I always found that odd because ... | 3 | 0 | 17 | 37,787 |
[CW] Write about any event that lasts five seconds or less in MORE than 300 words. | This prompt served as the inspiration for a fill I wrote for [another prompt](http://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/249rem/wp_lets_get_creative_with_time_travel/ch7bmmd). While the entire fill takes longer than five seconds, there is a 300+ five-second segment. Sorta. It's... complicated. | 1 | 0 | 17 | 37,788 |
[WP] What actually happened when Seven ate Nine? | Nine was always such a fucking prick. Out of all of us, he always made sure to tell us how close he always was.
"One of these days, I'll get there."
"Nine, you've been nine for countless amounts of years now. What makes you think that you'll be awarded this double-digit status?"
"I don't know man. I'm just... ... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 37,789 |
[WP] What actually happened when Seven ate Nine? | There are certain things that we know--facts, figures, basic arithmetic--simple things we tell our kids. Up is up, down is down. Left is one side, right's the other. If you add two numbers, you'll always get the same result.
We kind of rely on things we know are certain. Take gravity for example, no one really expects... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 37,790 |
[WP] What actually happened when Seven ate Nine? | "It comes before ten?" the boy asked.
"Yes," the man in the lab coat answered.
"But after eight?"
"Yes, that's right."
The boy scrunched his face and wrestled with the concept in his mind. What in the world was this loony scientist going on about he wondered.
"You mean like eight-point-one?" the boy asked, still i... | 4 | 0 | 7 | 37,791 |
[WP] What actually happened when Seven ate Nine? | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 7 | 37,792 |
[WP] A Captain's last letter is found on his abandoned ship fifteen years after he set sail. | This damn clanker. A rust bucket on its last legs. When I get back to port, I'm scrapping it. Just this last trip is it. Ain't nothing out here. Hell, my children were off in work with their only families,and my wife was gone. Cancer. Such a bitch. Loved her until the end. And this boat, the place I met her. I felt a k... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 37,793 |
[WP] A Captain's last letter is found on his abandoned ship fifteen years after he set sail. | The date is the seventeenth of June, 2275.
Our intent was true in nature, to extend the fingertips of humanity into the darkness that had forever glistened above us. I had been selected among many to lead the mission that would reveal to us the horror that was the world we lived in. Seventeen hours ago my ship launche... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 37,794 |
[WP] Highschool kid bakes brownies infused with viagra and serves to the wrestling team | [deleted] | 18 | 0 | 22 | 37,795 |
[WP] Highschool kid bakes brownies infused with viagra and serves to the wrestling team | "Embarrassed" was a word that got tossed around in the weeks that followed the state tournament. It really was an unfortunate end to the season.
The wrestlers were too embarrassed to leave the locker room once the Viagra kicked in, though the ones already on the mat had it worse.
The coaches were embarrassed that so... | 3 | 0 | 22 | 37,796 |
[WP] A failed attempt at mugging you and your girlfriend makes your relationship crumble, as both of you discover that you're a psychopath who enjoyed killing your attackers. | It didn’t take long, in retrospect. I had often thought (or thought often) that taking a human life would be an ordeal, something that would feel like it would last an eternity within my mind. But it had been so simple. A small hit to the wrist to make the gun drop loose, the other hand to pick it up. He had even had ... | 27 | 0 | 23 | 37,797 |
[WP] A failed attempt at mugging you and your girlfriend makes your relationship crumble, as both of you discover that you're a psychopath who enjoyed killing your attackers. | "stop it" julia yelled from the other room.
"what?" tom asked.
"stop it with that stupid lighter, and the gun, why do you even still have them?"
it had been two weeks scene tom had taken the objects off of their mugger. who they later learned was also named tom.
"why not?' said tom in a low voice. he felt it showed ... | 1 | 0 | 23 | 37,798 |
[WP] A failed attempt at mugging you and your girlfriend makes your relationship crumble, as both of you discover that you're a psychopath who enjoyed killing your attackers. | *I sighed, my outward breath ragged with irritation. I sat back onto the stool, rolling my eyes as I continued to speak on the phone.*
“Andrea, Andrea, I don’t want to go over this again, can you just put Simone on the phone, dammit! I was saving our lives, how the hell is she going to say… Okay, okay, I’ll tell the f... | 1 | 0 | 23 | 37,799 |
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