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[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. | *Sorry man, forgot what the whole prompt was supposed to be by the time I got to the end. Hope you enjoy anyway.*
Fallen leaves kissed sidewalk puddles along the greenbelt as Megan and her new boyfriend Jacob strolled down the bike path. The long summer nights were over and their short nightly walks after dinner had b... | 1 | 0 | 23 | 37,800 |
[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. | One shot. This is my first time ever submitting anything. I hope it's not too bad. Please forgive any spelling or grammar mistakes. I just wrote and didn't check when I was done.
I suppose I should have seen it coming. I’ve had thoughts about if before, I mean. But I didn’t think I was truly capable… Even convinced my... | 3 | 0 | 23 | 37,801 |
[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. | http://i.imgur.com/80Fi6Ig.png | 13 | 0 | 23 | 37,802 |
[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. | 'How about "fuck no"?' Mark said. Somehow the words came out calmly, to his own surprise, almost conversationally.
The kid, a lanky seventeen year old of non-descript descent, took a step backwards, and waved the gun erratically, almost jumping for emphasis.
"What the fuck did you just say to me? Do you not see this... | 2 | 0 | 23 | 37,803 |
[WP] The two boys stepped up the creaking wood stairs into the infamous Boy's Camp's 'Bled Hall'..... | Geoff knocked on the door. The crack of his hand hitting dry wood sounded terribly loud in the night air at camp. Camp was far, far away in the forest, you see. To become more "one with nature," they said. As his hand's concussion ceased to sound, the two heard footsteps on the other side of the door. Irregular footste... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 37,804 |
[IP] A few prompts to get you going | I'm doing the [first one](http://i.imgur.com/KdWAgHr.jpg):
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INITIALIZE SYSTEM? Y/N
>YES
SYSTEM INITIALIZING
WELCOME, CAPTAIN
> PLAYBACK MOST RECENT LOG
LOG PLAYBACK COMMENCING...
:For millennia, we have slept. Our glorious constructions, the pinnacles of creation, left to de... | 4 | 0 | 6 | 37,805 |
[IP] A few prompts to get you going | Working off the first image....
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"Come on, Aubrey, hurry up!" The girl tugged at her brother's hand, darting down the hallways of the temple. Her new white robes dragged on the ground, nearly tripping her as she ducked behind a pillar. The young boy that followed her wore similar robes, slightly too sho... | 3 | 0 | 6 | 37,806 |
[IP] A few prompts to get you going | The First Image.
"Four hundered years of searching. This is all that's left, the damn engine?" I sat down in the dirt and stared up at the enormous landmark before me. Five hundered years ago it had been part of the largest space craft ever developed, now it lay in the cliffside over grown with vegetation and flooded ... | 1 | 0 | 6 | 37,807 |
[IP] A few prompts to get you going | [Book engulfed in flames.](http://i.imgur.com/onEFkoM.jpg)
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"Daddy! Daddy! Look Look, I did it!". Her heart was filled with joy; she was thrilled.
"You have to always be in control.", her dad's voice echoed in her head. She took a deep ... | 2 | 0 | 6 | 37,808 |
[WP] As you walk through the mystical forest on a cool night, you hear a woman laughing. Curiously, you try to follow the voice, until you hear a loud thumping noise coming from behind you. You feel the cool air, turn instantly to a sticky heat. As you turn around... | "Thought it might be you"
Orcrax stopped walking towards me, as he digested the idea that I'm in a place I shouldn't be, he was always pretty slow.
"What are you doing here?" He asked.
I smiled at the idea of messing with his mind like I used to do, but this was strictly business. "I need to speak to your master".
... | 1 | 0 | 3 | 37,809 |
An old man who has spent his whole life traveling meets a young girl who has just run away from home |
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[WP] An old man who has spent his whole life traveling meets a young girl who has just run away from home | I stared up at the monitor scanning down the list of trains to find my own... 20 minutes until it arrived on platform 4. I nodded and glanced at the sign hanging just to the left of the monitor, Platform 1-4 to the left, and 5-9 on the right. As I was about to shuffle off to my platform when a clearing in the crowd sud... | 22 | 0 | 40 | 37,811 |
[WP] An old man who has spent his whole life traveling meets a young girl who has just run away from home | It was not a pleasant scent, but he was friendly enough. She was 18 and he shared his beer with her. He propped himself against the splintery wooden wall of the wagon in vain attempts to get comfortable.
The train rocked from side to side on the old rails as he told her of his life. He'd been a carpenter until the rec... | 3 | 0 | 40 | 37,812 |
[WP] An old man who has spent his whole life traveling meets a young girl who has just run away from home | Authors Note: I tried my best. It turned out okay.
The man ran around the room wildly shaking his body around as if not totally in control of himself. An explosion flung him into the air and into a swimming pool. He sank slowly before realising he needed air to live. He lunged out of the water into a pile of books.
O... | 1 | 0 | 40 | 37,813 |
[WP] An old man who has spent his whole life traveling meets a young girl who has just run away from home | Lucy's face was attempting to remain composed as she stared directly ahead, avoiding eye contact with anyone. Harlem's residents scurried around her hastily, the voluminous mass of so many bodies clogging the sidewalks. Horns and sirens interchanged on the roadways in front of her as tears kept trying to escape her eye... | 3 | 0 | 40 | 37,814 |
[WP] An old man who has spent his whole life traveling meets a young girl who has just run away from home | "Next train to Belfast arriving in 20 minutes." The speaker bellows out in the almost empty Dublin station. 3 AM isn't exactly rush hour. The sign on the wall says no smoking, but there's no one here who cares enough to try and stop me.
The silence is almost unnerving, but I enjoy being able to rest alone with my thou... | 1 | 0 | 40 | 37,815 |
[WP] An old man who has spent his whole life traveling meets a young girl who has just run away from home | He watched her leave the airport Starbucks from his seat. She wore a pink hoodie and blue jeans. She strutted proudly with one hand on the strap of her backpack and the other dangling freely with her ticket in hand.
"Is anyone sitting here?" She asked, pointing to the seat two chairs from him.
"No" he said, with a po... | 1 | 0 | 40 | 37,816 |
[EU] Batman/Bruce Wayne finds out that his mother had an affair with Alfred Pennyworth. | [deleted] | 0 | 0 | 6 | 37,817 |
[EU] Batman/Bruce Wayne finds out that his mother had an affair with Alfred Pennyworth. | "Alfred! Come down here."
This was a tone of voice that Batman reserved for the lowly criminal thugs of his enemies.
"Yes, Master Wayne."
Alfred replied in his usual polite English accent.
Batman's intimidating silhouette towered in the Bat-Cave. A lone figure of the night who even the most hardened criminal would... | 7 | 0 | 6 | 37,818 |
[WP] The humans invade a world similar to earth. Write the story from both sides, aliens first. | The first we knew was the fire in the sky, the shuttles the size of cities plummeting through the atmosphere discolouring the entire sky for hundreds of miles. That was followed by the noise of a thousand volcanos erupting at once, the rumble that started quietly began to shake the structures we dewlt in- even shake th... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 37,819 |
[WP] Two lovers meet in the afterlife. One remembers the many reincarnated lives they spent together, the other doesn't. | Heaven is Massachusetts in autumn. The red leaves fall from the oak trees and litter the drive to my little house. Black slate roof and a weathered porch with one beaten up rocking chair. Lulu, my four legged indifferent companion likes to curl up and watch the sparrows play on the dry lawn. I stand and watch her watch... | 48 | 0 | 66 | 37,820 |
[WP] Two lovers meet in the afterlife. One remembers the many reincarnated lives they spent together, the other doesn't. | They were alone in the meadow, lying down in the grass and looking up at the clear blue skies together.
"Tell me again." Elsa said, leaning against her husband's chest.
"You don't remember?" Luke asked, caressing his wife's hair. Elsa's smile turned crooked as she shook her head. "It's okay." Luke reassured her. "I ... | 7 | 0 | 66 | 37,821 |
[WP] Two lovers meet in the afterlife. One remembers the many reincarnated lives they spent together, the other doesn't. | They call me Harry and I don't really remember why. I man the Bar. Everyday, people who are about to go on their journey come in to get a drink. Sometimes it is because they had a great trip before and cannot wait to do it again. Sometimes it is because they had such a bad experience that they had to do it all over. So... | 4 | 0 | 66 | 37,822 |
[WP] Two lovers meet in the afterlife. One remembers the many reincarnated lives they spent together, the other doesn't. | He, who was not always he, could feel her relief in the place, the dark empty world, unmade and unformed and blissfully empty but for him and her. He remembers, for thousands of years he followed her (who was not always her). A girl of passion and fire, destruction and disaster, cursed and a curse. The Gods are cruel a... | 2 | 0 | 66 | 37,823 |
[WP] Two lovers meet in the afterlife. One remembers the many reincarnated lives they spent together, the other doesn't. | Everyone gets their own heaven. Some people like their heavens, and others don't. You close your eyes and die, then open them in your heaven. The setting of your eternity is determined in a blink of an eye. Mine was Paris. It was a small flat near the center of the city. I don't think it was anything like the real Pari... | 2 | 0 | 66 | 37,824 |
[WP] Two lovers meet in the afterlife. One remembers the many reincarnated lives they spent together, the other doesn't. | "I thought that was you, Love!"
She turned her head and looked over her shoulder, her hair flowing in the soft, gentle breeze.
I ran to catch up to her. I had been searching for her for countless decades.
"¿Nos conocemos?" She replied, Her voice shaky, and confused.
"Amor, It's me! Don't you recognize me? Is it th... | 2 | 0 | 66 | 37,825 |
[WP] Two lovers meet in the afterlife. One remembers the many reincarnated lives they spent together, the other doesn't. | I see her across the aisle of the crowded subway car. Her hair is a deep mahogany and her skin is a rich olive in this lifetime. But her striking green eyes remain the same. I think back on the first time I had loved the girl with the emerald eyes.
In Rome, I was Tiberius Marius Carisius, son of a fishmonger. She ... | 2 | 0 | 66 | 37,826 |
[WP] A young adult leaves their home for the first time. And for the first time in their life, they are their own person. | I pick up my suitcase and walk out the door. The air seems cleaner, the sun brighter, and the birds louder. I turn around and shut the front door for the last time, locking my past behind me. My good memories are already stashed in a deep corner of my mind. My bad memories are long since forgotten. I throw my bag into ... | 2 | 0 | 6 | 37,827 |
[WP] A young adult leaves their home for the first time. And for the first time in their life, they are their own person. | He picked up the well-worn baseball glove and took one final sniff of the leather. Of all the things, he realized that he'd miss this the most--so much so that he considered bringing it along. But, as the morning sunlight glinted off of the golden trophies that were so proudly displayed on the windowsill, he knew how... | 5 | 0 | 6 | 37,828 |
[WP] A young adult leaves their home for the first time. And for the first time in their life, they are their own person. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 6 | 37,829 |
[WP] A deadly new pathogen causes a powerful surge of creativity in the final hour of victims' lives. | His brain was humming. Vibrating. Rattling with restless energy inside his skull. During the drive home after only two hours of work, his stomach churned, his eyes stung and watered, his hands trembled violently, but now they were still. But his mind was not still. Images, sounds, notes, chords, and symphonies appeared... | 20 | 0 | 30 | 37,830 |
[WP] A deadly new pathogen causes a powerful surge of creativity in the final hour of victims' lives. | “Just do it already!”
“Are you sure?”
He nodded furiously, his brown hair was matted, his teeth were yellow and he was covered in sweat and tattoos. “It’s the only option.”
Vanessa injected the solution that contained the pathogen into James. All around them were instruments, blank canvases, paints, brushes, fabri... | 11 | 0 | 30 | 37,831 |
[WP] A deadly new pathogen causes a powerful surge of creativity in the final hour of victims' lives. | "So the pathogen is contained?"
"Completely, General. All known infected individuals have perished, and we have had no reports of new infections in two weeks. The safety protocols we enacted appear to be effective."
"Well, that's good news. Now, explain to me why I'm here."
"Well, sir, in examining the known cases o... | 6 | 0 | 30 | 37,832 |
[WP] A deadly new pathogen causes a powerful surge of creativity in the final hour of victims' lives. | She painted the inside of her house white because it's bright and it's neutral, and because she wanted herself, and her friends, and her family to bring the colour to whatever rooms they were in. And for a while, it worked. There were always people in her home. There was always colour.
Time, she assumed, would always... | 3 | 0 | 30 | 37,833 |
[WP] Compare & Contrast Macbeth with Victor Frankenstein. | This looks a lot like a homework assignment. If it is, please try a sub such as /r/Homeworkhelp. The writers of this sub are not here to do your work for you. | 3 | 0 | 3 | 37,834 |
[WP] Compare & Contrast Macbeth with Victor Frankenstein. | "OMG, Macbeth is, like, so hot," Shelley whispered to Stacey. "He's just so Scottish and virile and masculine."
Stacey shrugged.
"Sure, he's cute," she drawled. "But it's all so, like, obvious. He doesn't compare to Victor Frankenstein. Vic is just so pale and mysterious and the way his brown hair flops in front of h... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 37,835 |
[WP] A man falls in love with the nurse taking care of him in his last few weeks of suffering a terminal illness | This pillow isn't comfortable. I long for my own bed, but I can't go home now. I'm in too much pain and I need to be here. There's a lot of things I long for. I long to look how I used to. I lay here, emaciated, my skin pale and the hair on my body long since departed. I wish, for just one day to have eyebrows ag... | 2 | 0 | 4 | 37,836 |
[Meta] Past tense? Present tense? | Neither is objectively 'better' than the other. It really varies based on the story you are trying to write. I find that putting myself in the role of the narrator helps frame the tense for me. Is the narrator conveying a story from the past or describing events as they unfold? Is a sense of immediacy needed to ma... | 1 | 0 | 3 | 37,837 |
[Meta] Past tense? Present tense? | Pick one. Go with it. Understand the effects.
Some people feel that present tense makes things feel more immediate. Others find it distancing. Some find it sticks out.
Past tense is the universally (US, anyway) accepted mode, but that doesn't make it right. What that universal acceptance means is that readers tend t... | 1 | 0 | 3 | 37,838 |
The last man on earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock on the door. |
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[WP] A noir-style detective in a futuristic world is investigating a string of extraterrestrial murders | 1.
Ringo Paisley hated spaceports. 'All alien life is here', a holographic billboard proclaimed in giant purple letters above the departures, before shimmering, winking and turning into an advert. 'Drink Colk'. Some things never changed.
At first, Ringo smiled pleasantly at the pale, white face of the ticket-seller. ... | 13 | 0 | 40 | 37,840 |
[WP] A noir-style detective in a futuristic world is investigating a string of extraterrestrial murders | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 40 | 37,841 |
[WP] A noir-style detective in a futuristic world is investigating a string of extraterrestrial murders | Zevra closed her eyes and focused on her breathing. A moment later she a bright vision of a terrible thing. She started breathing hard and sweating and snapped back to reality with wide open eyes.
Tom tapped his foot and said, "Well? You're PSI division, whatcha got?" He sat down on the dusty leather chair and bri... | 5 | 0 | 40 | 37,842 |
[WP] A noir-style detective in a futuristic world is investigating a string of extraterrestrial murders | "Fuck, Johnny."
"Yeah, I know." He breathed in a mouthful of stimvape and tapped his teeth with his tongue, letting the little warm eddies and currents entropathize against the roof of his mouth before sucking it down into his lungs.
"She have any kids? Husband?" The scene was gruesome and the interlocutor queasy at ... | 2 | 0 | 40 | 37,843 |
[WP] A noir-style detective in a futuristic world is investigating a string of extraterrestrial murders | It never rains in the Undertown. The sunlight doesn't reach it either, which explains why the people who live and work down here are so at home in a kind of perpetually air conditioned twilight. It's why the rent is so low, and why any business that wants actual customers lives at least two hundred feet above sea lev... | 2 | 0 | 40 | 37,844 |
[WP] Fight scene, prompt is in the text portion... | The trooper chuckled as the man overbalanced and stumbled to the ground. It was the warrior's own fault--- charging someone in power armor carrying a stick.
He clicked on his enunciator. "Stay down. If you get up there ...", the warrior sprang to his feet and raised the staff over his head. As the warrior start... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 37,845 |
[IP] Tears of Heaven | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 7 | 37,846 |
[IP] Tears of Heaven | F*#%ing rain. Typical.
My last moments on this earth and it decides to soak me.
I looked out over the battlefield. It was deserted, everyone knew what was coming.
My leg started shooting with pain, I knew I couldn’t make it to safety before the bombs arrived.
The rain was making it harder to hear the sound of the ... | 13 | 0 | 7 | 37,847 |
[IP] Tears of Heaven | Cabot couldn't breath, but he couldn't feel the pain yet either. He was in that moment of sensory denial. There was so much pain happening all at once. He sipped a short breath, and figured his mind just couldn't process all the pain signals at once. Instead of his body crying, saying,*look here. Fix this*. His brain w... | 8 | 0 | 7 | 37,848 |
[IP] Tears of Heaven | Is this it? No it can't be we planned this attack for months now!
My fellow Spartan is clinging onto life looking directly at my eyes, not giving into the misery he trained his whole life.
I lay while his last few breaths are expelled.
The sounds of death and smells of wretchedness that follows it, is upon me when a ... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 37,849 |
[IP] Tears of Heaven | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 7 | 37,850 |
[IP] Tears of Heaven | Curses screamed in foreign tongues fill the air as blood stained backs shrink into the distance. Those fortunate enough have remained upon their horse give chase to the deserters, victory cries drowning out their terrified screams of horror. For an infinitesimal moment, he stands over the sea of arrows, discarded weapo... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 37,851 |
[IP] Tears of Heaven | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 7 | 37,852 |
[IP] Tears of Heaven | God, he had fought hard.
The swing of his blade had felled every last one of the blighted bastards, the undead monstrosities that plagued Girdahn: the skeletal bowmen, the monstrous flesh-abominations that carried swords, and even the lich and his massive bone-dragon.
And to be felled now? By one spear? A single wo... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 37,853 |
[IP] Tears of Heaven | It's over now. I can tell. My squad is dead, and those things are clawing their way in right now. The screeches of their claws on the APC's armoured hull is maddening.
"Just break in, damn you!"I yell. The sudden outburst causes me to cough, and I lower my arm to my mouth to wipe blood from my lips. My chest begins t... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 37,854 |
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[IP] Tears of Heaven | It was over.
He remembered the lessons of his father, which he had tried to make his own all of his life.
Do not fear death, for you didn't exist before you were born either.
Do not fear death, because there would be no pain in death.
Do not fear death.
It didn't do much for him. He leaned on his blade, staring at... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 37,856 |
[IP] Tears of Heaven | It had all been so bright when he'd first set foot on this path. The armor had gleamed, the swords seemed to shine, even the sky was clear. He had trained so hard, the others of his unit had gone from strangers, to friends, to family. He'd loved them all, even that asshole Frabau.
The others were gone, he didn't kn... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 37,857 |
[IP] Tears of Heaven | We were always taught to accept death. Never to fear it. It's how we were able to pull out our blades and charge into battle no matter what the circumstances. When I had come face to face with the Boulder of Britian there wasn't even a thought of running away from him. Instead I let that wicked smile cross my face as ... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 37,858 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | He wanders the hall like a shadow, never intrusive but always there. He's a familiar sight here. Amid the beeps and boops of the machines, there is the *swish, swish, swish* of his cape gliding along the stained and tiled floor.
Sometimes, he watches the surgeries high above the doctors in the observation room. He's a... | 26 | 0 | 48 | 37,859 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | The doorbell rang again. A gentle, melodic call which carried up the stairs of the small house and under the door of the first bedroom to the left. Martha had heard it the first time, and felt a flash of anger surge through her. What business had this bell and its 5am visitor with keeping her from his side? She calmed ... | 3 | 0 | 48 | 37,860 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | I knew all along there was something funny about him. The man who was always there, just out of sight. I remember seeing him throughout my life. No one else seemed to notice him, and when I'd mention him people used to laugh at me as if I were a silly child with an imaginary friend.
I saw him that day. The day I saw ... | 2 | 0 | 48 | 37,861 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | Charlie was sitting next to his wife, realizing her moment was very close. She had been comatose for a few days, and in home hospice for a few months. The nurses were still stopping by his apartment frequently, but he was the only one there with her. She was his only family, he was her everything. Forces outside their ... | 2 | 0 | 48 | 37,862 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | [deleted] | 12 | 0 | 48 | 37,863 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | [deleted] | 4 | 0 | 48 | 37,864 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | Julie looked out over the parking lot from the window, the rain blurring her vision. The downpour of water outside seemed to reflect her mood.
*How will he get here? Does he drive? Walk? With so many people in the world, he could be late.*
Past the parking lot and over the tops of the neighboring buildings, she saw a... | 5 | 0 | 48 | 37,865 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | The drop from the 11th floor didn't look as big as Earl thought it would be. He sighed and crossed his arms on the window sill. He scratched his thin hair and looked around the study room to see what he could use to shatter the thick glass that trapped him.
It was a quiet day on campus, after all, final exams were jus... | 2 | 0 | 48 | 37,866 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | I lay in the hospital bed, barely there. I hear the slow, rhythmic beep of my own heartbeat and underneath that I hear my grandson reading to me. It's a passage from a book he's been reading for school. He comes to visit and keep me company, reads aloud so he can get his work done, and so I can enjoy the story too. Of ... | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,867 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | I'd seen the man before. Button up blue plaid shirt, glasses which barely fit his face, short brown hair. I think he was a new intern at the cubical farm where I worked. I've seen him bring coffee around a couple of times. Boring, and dull, I don't think people liked him, or at least didn't pay much attention to him. ... | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,868 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | The thin gentleman seemed to appear from thin air as fifteen year old Martin Skinner watched the old woman twitch once more before her light blue eyes went one shade lighter. The cab driver was in tears, trying to explain to bystanders that it wasn't his fault. Chaos drove skywards as several police officers approached... | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,869 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | Morgan crouched next to his mother's hospital bed. The monitors placed on the stands next to her shoulders beeped quietly as the fluorescent light wore down on his tired eyes.
The doctors told him that she was not going to make it. Being a medical student, Morgan could tell that they had genuinely tried everything tha... | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,870 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | Death was always the presence that you ignored until it mattered most to you. He was always around, but very few people seemed to pay attention to him. It was only when the black suit appeared at their shoulder that they would speak to him, would plead for just a little more. But Death was a businessman. He dealt in so... | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,871 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | "I need to make a run to the bathroom. Might hit the vending machines. You want anything?"
She glared at him from under her drugged eyelids. He winced.
"Yeah...erm...sorry, they said nothing for a couple hours, right? Sorry, yeah. I'll, uh, I'll be back in a minute." Luke stumbled sheepishly out of the maternity PACU... | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,872 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | It had been a long day at the office. Jeremy, a bankruptcy lawyer from a poor family in Connecticut, was forced to foreclose on four separate cases, families, homes now broken by financial woes. Their lives, seemingly meaningless names on the page, weighed heavy on Jeremy’s mind as he turned the key to his lavish home ... | 2 | 0 | 48 | 37,873 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | It knocks.
"He.. he is here already? I.. I thought we still had *more* time left", a woman dressed in black says, sitting at the beds side. In it, covered up to his chin with the blanket, a child, about the age of six years.
"W-we just can't.. It's **too** early", her voice begins to shake, starting to shriek as she... | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,874 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | This is a continuation of [this story](http://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/23spnq/wp_on_their_16th_birthday_humans_are_given_a_box/ch096mw) from the recent Heartseed prompt
"I'm in the middle of a god damned movie!"
The voice was young, jaded, and impatient, not what the old man had expected. The valet o... | 5 | 0 | 48 | 37,875 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | I swung my scythe at that drug dealer that had nothing left to live for...I saw the look of shock on his face one side of him there was a bullet the other side well there was me. Instantly as my scythe hit him I was warped to a conference room with two metal folding chairs. I said "sit down over here." He happily obli... | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,876 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | They say that Death comes for everyone.
This is not strictly true. He is far too busy to come personally for everyone. But those that had extraordinary lives should expect Him to come for them.
*****
The man's family sat in a half circle, facing him. He was sprawled across his chair, breath laboured. Veins stood out... | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,877 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | The first was a stillborn. She was barely concious now and her grasp on his hand was weakening but still she was pushing and praying for the second soul still within her.
The crying finally rang out through the silent hospital corridors and chimed like solemn church bells in her ears.
"Meet your son" the mid-wife whi... | 2 | 0 | 48 | 37,878 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | Lionel knew he was in for it this morning even before he saw Him, he knew, or at least thought, so because he had a wretched feeling in his stomach, even though he hadn't deviated from his diet for months. He tried to reason with the pain, saying that there were other organs in his belly that aren't the stomach, like t... | 2 | 0 | 48 | 37,879 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | **The Ambassador of Death**
*Scene One*
*EXT- Small Park in America - Sunny*
NARRATOR
[Warmly] The sun is shining, the sky is blue and nuclear families fill the fields. Fathers and sons are playing catch, dogs are catching frisbees and parades of mothers in deep conversation stroll behind their baby strollers. It... | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,880 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | "Did you know him well?"
Harry was startled out of his trance and turned to see a tall, thin man with a pointy face standing there, looking at him with cold, unwavering eyes through some wire-rimmed glasses. He looked oddly familiar, but Harry had no recollection of meeting him.
"The deceased, I mean" the stranger cl... | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,881 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | I woke up in the same room that I last remembered being in. They'd said I would be in the recovery room when my surgery was done, but this looked quite a lot like the operating room. I'd never had surgery before, so I wasn't quite sure what to expect, but I was still curious. I was wondering where everyone was when ... | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,882 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | "So--what--that's it, then?" asked the man in the bed.
"So sorry to disappoint," the man in the hood rolled his eyes.
It was strange. The man in the bed almost felt like he'd hurt the other's feelings. Then again, he still felt he had all right to be a bit rattled. "I didn't mean to sound unappreciative but..." his v... | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,883 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | I remember hearing a light, sharp knocking on the rough wooden door. We’d been holed up in a cabin, about a twenty minute drive from town. Normally the camp was alive, bustling with people. This wasn’t the case. It was still fall, and not quite warm enough to be comfortable without a jacket. Besides, it was technically... | 2 | 0 | 48 | 37,884 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,885 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | "Sign here."
Patrick wiped his eyes again and sniffed. He'd been holding Falia"s image in his mind, smaller than he'd ever seen her. The woman he'd loved, he'd spent ten years with, shriveled and reduced to a... a *thing* that just lay there and breathed quietly to itself. He wanted to grieve, wanted to immerse himsel... | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,886 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | To him, death was poetry.
It was beautiful, the way a life could end with a magnificent finale that brought tears to people's eyes. Though he couldn't decide if his favorite was the peaceful end to a long epic, such as that of Marcus Hanning, age 93, war veteran, or a beautiful tragic ending, as was the case of Emily ... | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,887 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | It was my father.
He lay in bed, with wires stringing out and away from him in every which way, like a spiderweb of tubes.
Various liquids pumped in and out of the tubes, some liquids clear, some red, and the rest of the rainbow was close by. It hurt me so much to see my own dad in this much pain. He was a good man, ... | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,888 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | "So it's today, then," said the man in the sofa chair.
"It's today," replied another, standing in the hospital doorway.
He wore a black, crisp, hooded raincoat - the hood pulled that his face remained unseen - underneath of which he wore a black tailored suit. In fact, his entire attire was black, sharp and c... | 2 | 0 | 48 | 37,889 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | The all too familiar wave pattern from the monitor flashed across the small screen. The room was silent but for the repetitive beep of the machine, enhancing the already clinical atmosphere.
James sat in a stiff backed chair, staring past the assortment of machinery and wires to the figure lying in the bed. A young w... | 2 | 0 | 48 | 37,890 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,891 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | I’m not sure they were expecting me to laugh when they told me about the complication. That word. “Complication.” The greatest euphemism invented by modern medicine.
I’d been keeping the virus at arms’ length for decades. Funneling my millions into the latest treatments, the best doctors and the finest clinics. It wa... | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,892 |
[WP] Death is an actual person that comes by when someone dies. | I woke up in a daze. Not knowing where I was or what happened I looked all around me. There are crumpled cars on the bend in the road.
Out of the corner of my eye I see a man who looks vaguely familiar.
Wearing jeans and a leather jacket he starts walking towards my mother lying on the ground. I yell at him not to go... | 1 | 0 | 48 | 37,893 |
[WP] Set in a church confessional, a wide array of quirky characters come to confess their sins to a cynical, jaded priest. | "I have a confession to make, Father."
"Yes, my child?"
"I'm not really quirky at all. I pretend to like video games so that everyone thinks I'm a tomboy and a bit of a nerd but I don't really like the unnecessary violence in first person shooters, RPGs creep me out and I think stuff like Pokemon is incredibly childi... | 32 | 0 | 79 | 37,894 |
[WP] Set in a church confessional, a wide array of quirky characters come to confess their sins to a cynical, jaded priest. | "Oh God," Julia exclaimed "We can only save our souls by confessing to a priest at this point." She began walking small, nervous steps to the nearest church in their Southern town.
"Hey, isn't using God's name in vain frowned upon?" Jeremy challenged with a perplexed look on his face.
"Whatever, it doesn't matter now... | 3 | 0 | 79 | 37,895 |
[WP] Set in a church confessional, a wide array of quirky characters come to confess their sins to a cynical, jaded priest. | "Forgive me father for I have sinned, it has been one day since my last confession. I accuse myself of the following sins."
A curt voice urged her forward: "Yes, my child?"
"Twice I slept with my own father, once with my mother, thrice with my brother, and twenty-two times with the family dog."
Hearing the priest sa... | 11 | 0 | 79 | 37,896 |
[WP] Set in a church confessional, a wide array of quirky characters come to confess their sins to a cynical, jaded priest. | “I’ve been struggling, Father, with my faith,” the young man said. “I feel a calling to the priesthood, but I have doubts about my own dedication.”
The priest closed his eyes and raised a hand to his temples. *Not another one of these.*
“I can’t tell you whether or not it’s right for you, but I can tell you it’s a di... | 6 | 0 | 79 | 37,897 |
[WP] Set in a church confessional, a wide array of quirky characters come to confess their sins to a cynical, jaded priest. | "Father, forgive me, for I have sinned and it has been...what, 17 years since my last confession. 17ish." She coughs, and fidgets heavily in her wool coat.
"And what do you wish to confess, my daughter?" Father Mackenzie asks, his words made singsongy by his lack of give a damn.
"I'm a professional lesbian on film,... | 12 | 0 | 79 | 37,898 |
[WP] Set in a church confessional, a wide array of quirky characters come to confess their sins to a cynical, jaded priest. | "I didn't just masturbate in the study room, I masturbated EVERYWHERE!"
-Kevin Chang | 2 | 0 | 79 | 37,899 |
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