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[CC] I wrote a parody of Destiny's Child's "Survivor" called "I'm on Survivor" What do you think? | Your post has been removed.
Please reserve the [CC] tag for pieces you have written in response to prompts within /r/WritingPrompts. Thanks! | 1 | 0 | 1 | 40,600 |
[EU] Select an emotion as your theme and reinvent Batman accordingly | *Crunch*.
I froze, terrified. The cash slipped from my hands and landed in a puddle. I spun around. The alley was dark. I called out. "Who- who's there?"
Silence. I pulled out my knife. In the distance, the burglary alarm was still ringing, but no one had followed me, and the cops should still have been busy with the... | 3 | 0 | 4 | 40,601 |
[WP] Two bands of Robbers try to rob the same bank at the same time. | Flypaper. | 2 | 0 | 6 | 40,602 |
[WP] Two bands of Robbers try to rob the same bank at the same time. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 6 | 40,603 |
[WP] Two bands of Robbers try to rob the same bank at the same time. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 6 | 40,604 |
[WP] Two bands of Robbers try to rob the same bank at the same time. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 6 | 40,605 |
A house is haunted by a ghost but instead of being scared the occupants insist that the ghost gets a job and helps out with the bills. | I'm a terrible writer, but this should be funny as hell | 3 | 0 | 219 | 40,606 |
A house is haunted by a ghost but instead of being scared the occupants insist that the ghost gets a job and helps out with the bills. | There is lots of swears in this.
"David, Please, sit" I motioned to him, quickly realizing what I had just said. "What the Fuck is this?" David said looking at me, Liam and Rury, his arms crossed, but his eyebrows raised. "Is this a fucking intervention? Are you fucking crazy!?" turning on his heel. "Half of the time ... | 27 | 0 | 219 | 40,607 |
A house is haunted by a ghost but instead of being scared the occupants insist that the ghost gets a job and helps out with the bills. | "Hey, I know you're here. Casper or whatever the fuck your name is. You just shook that damn picture frame for the fifth time in the last ten minutes. Look, we need to talk.
"I get you're bored. Hell, I would too if I was stuck in the same spot for the rest of eternity. But we bought this land years ago. We buil... | 100 | 0 | 219 | 40,608 |
A house is haunted by a ghost but instead of being scared the occupants insist that the ghost gets a job and helps out with the bills. | "Look, we're not saying you're being disruptive but-"
"No Bob, I have had enough of this. This stupid *ghost* can't even scare someone properly. If he or it would just shut up, that would be better. Whoever you are, you're terrible at your job, so why don't you go and blackmail someone else. If you don't, we'll keep... | 16 | 0 | 219 | 40,609 |
A house is haunted by a ghost but instead of being scared the occupants insist that the ghost gets a job and helps out with the bills. | They always stare.
Over the centuries I developed my ability to read the queues in one's face. Then again, I suppose it isn't that difficult in my situation as the cavalcade of emotions are all so similar from person to person. First the draining of color, then comes breathlessness. You would think most people scream ... | 5 | 0 | 219 | 40,610 |
A house is haunted by a ghost but instead of being scared the occupants insist that the ghost gets a job and helps out with the bills. | "Ooooo."
"Okay, seriously, that was funny the first fifty times. You're just not a very good ghost."
"Ooooo..."
"Look, don't be sad. I'm sure you have a lot of skills that would be particularly applicable in the office. Will you please just give it a chance?"
"Oooo."
The man nodded. "Alright, man. I think you... | 6 | 0 | 219 | 40,611 |
A house is haunted by a ghost but instead of being scared the occupants insist that the ghost gets a job and helps out with the bills. | [deleted] | 4 | 0 | 219 | 40,612 |
A house is haunted by a ghost but instead of being scared the occupants insist that the ghost gets a job and helps out with the bills. | Jazz stared at the boy with messy black hair and bright blue eyes dozing in front her.
"Danny. Get up." Her voice was harsh. Jazz no longer used her kind, soft voice for the man-child who she was once proud to call brother.
Danny jumped up, white rings flashing into existence around his waist and getting stuck on hi... | 2 | 0 | 219 | 40,613 |
A house is haunted by a ghost but instead of being scared the occupants insist that the ghost gets a job and helps out with the bills. | Joshua rang the doorbell, and the door opened automatically. Impressive technology for an old building, well not quite. She was sitting at the dining table smiling. Sensing something wrong, she said "What happened you? You look pale, paler than usual", she chuckled. Always the comedian, Joshua thought as he put his jac... | 3 | 0 | 219 | 40,614 |
A house is haunted by a ghost but instead of being scared the occupants insist that the ghost gets a job and helps out with the bills. | A married couple, Tom and Sally, stand together in the living room of an old house. Tom has his arms crossed against his chest while Sally taps her foot impatiently. Somewhere in the house a door slams. Tom lets out an exasperated sigh and glances toward Sally and nods. He speaks in a loud voice. "Listen, Scott? We nee... | 3 | 0 | 219 | 40,615 |
A house is haunted by a ghost but instead of being scared the occupants insist that the ghost gets a job and helps out with the bills. | "Listen Black Beard, I know your soul has been entrapped in that oil canvas for over three hundred years, and I respect that, but we've got to hash some things out or you’re going to be on the next episode of Pawn Stars and I don't care how much Rick low balls me, I will sell your ass for a handful of unhaunted 1960's ... | 3 | 0 | 219 | 40,616 |
A house is haunted by a ghost but instead of being scared the occupants insist that the ghost gets a job and helps out with the bills. | Denton dropped into the comfy chair without effort and flicked on the television. The house around him was darkened. It was an old, elegant victorian which had long since lost its joy and radiance. The lights were barely functional and the wallpaper was peeling. Denton was used to avoiding the television, but he had to... | 2 | 0 | 219 | 40,617 |
[WP] A fifteen-year-old you recalls the first time your dad, who is now one of the new Elite Four, teaches and takes you out to catch your very first Pokémon! | Isn't this [EU] | 2 | 0 | 3 | 40,618 |
[WP] A fifteen-year-old you recalls the first time your dad, who is now one of the new Elite Four, teaches and takes you out to catch your very first Pokémon! | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 3 | 40,619 |
A Vampire Hunter and a technique that enables him to make any place his home. | Hildegard quickly dashed along the sides of the walls like a flickering shadow. She could smell the vampire hunter in her castle, the warm blood coursing through his veins, it made her salivate. Pale eyes illuminated the darkness like two icy moons, watching the foolish mortal enter their domain.
Quietly, Hildegard c... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 40,620 |
[WP] A "friendly" game of poker | I watch his hands as he handles the deck. He fans the old worn cards - dog eared, marked, his deck - like a master. Some other time i'd be impressed, I might even be jealous. He knows an ace from a jack without even looking. The *flip flip flip flip* sound as he shuffles has me mesmerized and I only realize it when he ... | 77 | 1 | 18 | 40,621 |
[IP] The Elder Gods | [deleted] | 3 | 0 | 9 | 40,622 |
[IP] The Elder Gods | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 9 | 40,623 |
[IP] The Elder Gods | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 9 | 40,624 |
[IP] The Elder Gods | "DUDE, this is MY side of the netherverse, that side is YOURS! It's, like, twice as big as mine!" Said Ugnorzix, his mandibles clicking and flexing angrily. He was feigning indignation, as usual, and Zop the Injust wasn't going on the defensive this time.
"Stow it, Tinkertoy! Just shut the fuck up! I don't wanna hear ... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 40,625 |
[IP] The Elder Gods | I was a mere man when our story began. But I've grown to so much more then that since. I suppose I should start at the beginning, where all good tales begin. I was 17 when our story begins, a farmers boy without much of anything in the world. We all lived under fear of the elder gods, horrible giants who would level ci... | 1 | 0 | 9 | 40,626 |
[WP]Two soldiers from vastly different time periods discover they can communicate telepathically through time and space | Are you there, Günter?
We’re worse now. We’re headed north, but I do not know how long we will last. The food is running out. The supplies are running out. The men are running out. My hope has already run out.
We number around 10,000 now. The General says we must stay strong, stay strong for our country, stay stron... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 40,627 |
[WP]Two soldiers from vastly different time periods discover they can communicate telepathically through time and space | "I'm finally here, Senbi. At the Pyramid. It's magnificent. Oddly, I'm proud of it, proud that man can accomplish such things. Your civilization was - is - glorious."
"Once, it was, my friend. The Romans are driving my people ever deeper into the mires of slavery and war. What happens to us, Manny? Do my people die?"
... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 40,628 |
You are Death's assistant. One day you discover you must reap Death them self. | You.
You have been the father I couldn't have since the day you kissed his lips with whiskey and painted a mural of his memories in shades of gray matter on our kitchen wall. Mother was devastated... Or at least she would have been had you not gripped her neck with a tender squeeze as I emerged from her womb into thi... | 27 | 0 | 21 | 40,629 |
You are Death's assistant. One day you discover you must reap Death them self. | "Um, sir?"
The robed figure sat with his back to me, at his own large desk. He did not stir at my call.
" I... I found this on my desk, sir." I held the nearly empty hourglass out to his unresponsive form. "It says... I can't read the name on it."
Finally, he straightened, though he did not turn. "The runes are as o... | 13 | 0 | 21 | 40,630 |
You are Death's assistant. One day you discover you must reap Death them self. | “Ethel McMurry, 89, double pneumonia, check. Abdul Qasim, 21, suicide...see attached reaps in Column A, mhmm, yup...aaaand check. De-wait, what? Hang on here.” I pulled up short, stopping in the middle of the street. “This has got to be some sort of mistake.” Death lumbered to a stop ahead of me and slowly turned his e... | 11 | 0 | 21 | 40,631 |
You are Death's assistant. One day you discover you must reap Death them self. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 21 | 40,632 |
You are Death's assistant. One day you discover you must reap Death them self. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 21 | 40,633 |
You are Death's assistant. One day you discover you must reap Death them self. | It was said by some that Adam, first of all fathers of the flesh, gained carnal knowledge of the flesh before Eve ever bit the Apple. She, in her innocence, offered it to him by way of the Serpent, and he, uninformed by forces from the outside, but thwarted by the seed within him, bit it. Then he took her, subdued her,... | 1 | 0 | 21 | 40,634 |
You are Death's assistant. One day you discover you must reap Death them self. | The Department’s an odd place.
Those were my thoughts as I leaned against a wall in the lobby, waiting for my Mentor to finish up whatever paperwork that was involved in today’s field work. To me, the lobby looked a lot like what you’d get if the world’s lawyers pooled their finances to build a massive office building... | 1 | 0 | 21 | 40,635 |
You are Death's assistant. One day you discover you must reap Death them self. | It had been a few hours, but what does that really mean when you have no pulse? It FELT like hours. I wasn't even sure if I felt anything anymore. Time had passed, as I began to cope with my surroundings. Your voice still echoing in my head the instructions you had imparted on me. "Every choice you make from now o... | 1 | 0 | 21 | 40,636 |
[IP] Write about a person born the same way as this guy. (Or write about him if you like.) | No one has ever believed me. My 'silent face' never talks in front of anyone else. Only me. And only when I'm alone in the dark.
When I was a kid it started with whispers of monsters and creatures in my closet or under my bed. As we matured Silent Face would reach deeper into the recesses of my nightmares and torture... | 1 | 0 | 10 | 40,637 |
[IP] Write about a person born the same way as this guy. (Or write about him if you like.) | Do you know what it's like to be smothered every night? To have your face pressed into the pillow so tightly that you can't even take a breath, you can't cry for help, you are completely and totally at someone's mercy? To endure this hell, not for a single night, but for weeks, months, and years on end?
Of course yo... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 40,638 |
[WP] Scientists invent a portal that allows people to piss directly into the ocean from their pants | She was wearing a lavender sequin gown from her high school days. There were little pink rosettes threaded to her straps that jostled about whenever she moved. She nibbled on another piece bread as she waited patiently at the table. The waiter came by and refilled her glass with water. Finally she saw him. He donned a ... | 3 | 0 | 2 | 40,639 |
[WP] You can live forever but only if you suffer a mortal injury every 24 hours. | Jack wondered how much longer he'd be willing to keep it up. How long it would still be worth it. But life was too much fun. Plus, chicks dig scars.
He wondered what was on the docket for today. He'd stabbed himself in the heart so many times. Maybe today he'd behead himself.
He had gone through the surgery when he... | 4 | 0 | 35 | 40,640 |
[WP] You can live forever but only if you suffer a mortal injury every 24 hours. | He breathed in and out quickly. He shook his head and paced back and forth trying to get himself psyched up. You'd think after one hundred years of doing this, he'd have built up an impressive pain tolerance, but there's only so much you can do to harm yourself that isn't exceptionally painful. He smacked his face a co... | 28 | 0 | 35 | 40,641 |
[WP] You can live forever but only if you suffer a mortal injury every 24 hours. | That sucker didn't know big of a mistake he just made. First I rob him of something of immeasurable value, that was reserved to him and his family alone and simply give it away to all of mankind. Sure, I understand why he was upset, why I'm being "tortured." I have to die every single day. What could be worse than that... | 24 | 0 | 35 | 40,642 |
[WP] You can live forever but only if you suffer a mortal injury every 24 hours. | "It's Always a Good Idea to Demonstrate to Your Coworkers that Your Capable of Withstanding a Tremendous Amount of Pain" - Ron Swanson | 5 | 0 | 35 | 40,643 |
[WP] You can live forever but only if you suffer a mortal injury every 24 hours. | "Honey, did you fix the cracker?" she asked, examining the appliance with a frown.
"Yes, dear," her husband called from the living room. "It just needed recalibrating."
"Are you sure?" she asked, positioning her head between the two mechanical arms. "I don't want to have to use the guillotine, it makes such a mess." ... | 9 | 0 | 35 | 40,644 |
[WP] You can live forever but only if you suffer a mortal injury every 24 hours. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 35 | 40,645 |
[WP] You can live forever but only if you suffer a mortal injury every 24 hours. |
Walter awoke next to Elena. Successful again. He started his day off just as any other. Dark coffee while preparing breakfast. Eggs, bacon, pancakes (just the way Elena likes them) and of course more coffee. She came downstairs in the middle of the preparations. He wouldn't be able to surprise her with breakfast in ... | 3 | 0 | 35 | 40,646 |
[WP] You can live forever but only if you suffer a mortal injury every 24 hours. | Every morning I get up, shoot myself in the head, take a shower, brush my teeth, get dressed, and go to work. When I was just starting this routine, I once left off the shooting part until AFTER my shower, which led to me ruining a shirt and being late for work.
I use .22's nowadays. In college I used 9mm rounds, and... | 6 | 0 | 35 | 40,647 |
[WP] You can live forever but only if you suffer a mortal injury every 24 hours. | "Wait, stop, you'll overdose if you take that much!"
"Exactly." | 3 | 0 | 35 | 40,648 |
[WP] You can live forever but only if you suffer a mortal injury every 24 hours. | Sometimes we don't get a call. Sometimes I've got to do it myself. However, it's those times that we get a call, load up the truck, and roll out to a scene that keep me going.
I've been awarded countless medals, and been featured in many news stories.
"Firefighter braves collapsing building to save children"
"Fire... | 3 | 0 | 35 | 40,649 |
[WP] Shock value on TV has lost all meaning, so in a sick shock twist, in a battle to be the 'next big thing', one channel has decided to air the live last moments and suicide of one volunteer. The show airs at 10:30pm, it is now 10:29... | The tv was on, staring at this idiot. This man who was standing on the top of his coffee table, the noose around his neck. Just for a cry of attention, an imprint of history. The day society tuned in to watch a man kill himself for *entertainment.*
This would be the dream of most men, no? To leave a mark on history, ... | 3 | 0 | 5 | 40,650 |
[WP] Shock value on TV has lost all meaning, so in a sick shock twist, in a battle to be the 'next big thing', one channel has decided to air the live last moments and suicide of one volunteer. The show airs at 10:30pm, it is now 10:29... | Its so loud. The lights are hot. The red numbers are counting down and they say 58. There's an audience and I can make them out past the glare of the lights and I wonder if they look pale or if thats just an effect of the lighting. I realize I'm squinting and I force myself to stop. No on looks good when they're squint... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 40,651 |
[WP] Shock value on TV has lost all meaning, so in a sick shock twist, in a battle to be the 'next big thing', one channel has decided to air the live last moments and suicide of one volunteer. The show airs at 10:30pm, it is now 10:29... | Through the door of the office of CNN's CEO, muffled shouting can be heard. The intern looked up at the clock, which read 10:29. "IT'S NOT OK, YOU CAN'T SHOW A MAN DYING!"
"Harry, he consented to it,"
"Bulls**t he did! You still can't air it! That man was my friend,"
"Look Harry, ratings are down. We've got to get ... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 40,652 |
[WP] The everyday trials and tribulations of an RPG character as seen from their perspective. | What..what is this? Why can't I move on my own free will?..
Hm? I only took seven steps ahead..it appears as if I can't move any further. Hell, why am I gray now?
Oh. The rest of my team are also taking short steps..huh? They turn gray after moving, just like me. What is this sorcery that controls our will?
Oh..th... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 40,653 |
[WP] The everyday trials and tribulations of an RPG character as seen from their perspective. | "It appears some sort of sorcery has touched this plate.", I thought to myself as I lifted a plate from the Jarl of Whiterun's great hall. I could feel the guards staring at me as if I was some Skooma-brained milk drinker as I pressed the plate against my chest and began walking into a wall. After what seemed like an... | 3 | 0 | 10 | 40,654 |
[EU] The ending of Titanic if Jack's drawing of Rose came out really bad. | She stared at the gem. Of course she would keep it, who else would? It was a thing of antiquity, she could never hope to have such wealth in her lifetime, not after this. Any chances she had had, were gone. She would need it to finance her new life in this new world. The small boat rocked under her, she looked around ... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 40,655 |
[EU] The ending of Titanic if Jack's drawing of Rose came out really bad. | [Have to write his out twice. ON MOBILE. ARGH]
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"Almost done?"
Jack smiled. "Yep, just adding some finishing touches."
Rose smiled. She had been in the same position on the small couch for about 4 hours now. But it must be worth it, for the love of her life was painting the perfect portrait of her. Waiting t... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 40,656 |
[WP] Hundreds of different Deaths goes to the anthropomorphic personification of death convention in /r/WritingPrompts, and SOMEONE HAS BEEN MURDERED! | It was a day of no particular timeline in a place beyond the outreaches of space that all conceivable personalities of Death decided to group together in one big Death Convention.
It was hosted by the well-known iconic Death, dressed in his typical fashion of black robes and bare bones. He was always been a celebrity... | 4 | 0 | 14 | 40,657 |
[WP] Hundreds of different Deaths goes to the anthropomorphic personification of death convention in /r/WritingPrompts, and SOMEONE HAS BEEN MURDERED! | We'd been doing this so often that we all knew each others' roles - there were the icons, the robes and suits, the managers who dipped their toe in every now and again but who were mostly in it to take the credit, and the lesser-known ones, the ones who dealt in specifics - there was a guy I met last year who exclusive... | 3 | 0 | 14 | 40,658 |
[WP] Hundreds of different Deaths goes to the anthropomorphic personification of death convention in /r/WritingPrompts, and SOMEONE HAS BEEN MURDERED! | " It's a mystery or some shit."
My gosh, I've laughed and I haven't even read a story yet! You should wright parody detective stories. | 2 | 0 | 14 | 40,659 |
[WP] Hundreds of different Deaths goes to the anthropomorphic personification of death convention in /r/WritingPrompts, and SOMEONE HAS BEEN MURDERED! | "Shut up Mic." "I'm just saying the whole situation is-" "Shut UP Mic! We know the situation, we're in it!" Mic scratched the deep ridges between his ribs. He tried to keep a little levity, it was his reaction to panic. The giggles; or jeers usually, gave him time to work out what to do. "Keep your collar on Anubis. 'S... | 1 | 0 | 14 | 40,660 |
[WP][FF] A Boy/Girl involved in an un-planed pregnancy | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 3 | 40,661 |
[WP] Personify Death | "Well, isn't this a pleasant surprise."
She turned, recognizing a voice she hadn't heard in nearly thirty years time. It belonged to an elderly man, his bony face scarcely visible beneath the long, dark cloak he had donned. In one hand he held a scythe, in the other a bundle of grain. He donned a smile. "It looks li... | 1 | 0 | 4 | 40,662 |
[WP] You wake up, extremely thirsty and dressed in your finest clothes, only to realize you're attending your own open casket funeral. | "He was a good man."
Those were the first words I heard that woke me from my tumultuous sleep. I kept my eyes closed tight, trying to force a few extra minutes of this precious sleep. Yet loud sounds of wailing continued to disrupt my slumber. I was agitated beyond all measure. Could these people not respect the sanct... | 11 | 0 | 31 | 40,663 |
[WP] You wake up, extremely thirsty and dressed in your finest clothes, only to realize you're attending your own open casket funeral. | I tried watching them. They were all filing in, people in suits and dresses, or freshly laundered t-shirts and shorts. I tried watching them, waiting to see something I hadn't seen so many other times in so many other funerals for other people. They didn't dissappoint my visions of the previous episodes of my life, ... | 3 | 0 | 31 | 40,664 |
[WP] The government of your choice develops a new super soldier whos abilities are entirely determined by the music playing in his iPod during the battle. | The Shuffler V6.1^TM raced toward the surface of Io. A glowing blue fire outlined, curled and swirled around the Latnum encasement as it approached the surface. The Iship^TM above glitched back into stealth to blend in with the black of space.
The sun was peeking out from the rings at the far side of Jupiter. TSV6.1 c... | 7 | 0 | 35 | 40,665 |
[WP] The government of your choice develops a new super soldier whos abilities are entirely determined by the music playing in his iPod during the battle. | The transport plane’s engines roar as it labors through the clear, moonlit night. Cpt. David “DJ” Gilbert, Jr. sits in the cargo bay at the rear of the plane. A handful of soldiers are seated around him, all strapped in to their seats and dressed in standard-issue desert gear. Gilbert raises his head from inspecting th... | 7 | 0 | 35 | 40,666 |
[WP] The government of your choice develops a new super soldier whos abilities are entirely determined by the music playing in his iPod during the battle. | Kim Jong Un looked at the man his scientists were showing him. he seemed small, and skinny. Which was normal for a North Korean, but even more so in this case.
"And this is the place where we would put an Ipod," said the scientist, indicating a holder, "If our entire country could afford one." | 1 | 0 | 35 | 40,667 |
[PI] Write a story about a person with a superpower. Base that superpower on your own worst fear. {Slightly [NSFW]} | ...First came the pain. The sensation of slaps to the face, hundreds, more forceful each time.
"Look at me," she said, "Don't take your eyes off me". I saw no reason to obey this, but neither did I see a way not to. When I fell to my knees under the sheer force of the illusory blows, she yelled at me to get up. When I... | 4 | 0 | 7 | 40,668 |
[PI] Write a story about a person with a superpower. Base that superpower on your own worst fear. {Slightly [NSFW]} | Part 3
Oh, my senses! What I wouldn't have given for the blinding pain to return, to chase away the recognition of this assault on my senses! She subtly attacked my nose, gracing it with the scent of a thousand dead bed-bugs-- a not altogether terrible scent, actually somewhat sweet, but not for anyone that knew where... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 40,669 |
[WP] You've been gifted with a super power of your choice. It turns out not what you expected. | It was a dream come true! I could finally become one with birds with this gift of flight!
I woke up this morning feeling lighter than air, and it felt great. As I hopped out of bed it took a little bit to land back on the ground, but once I did I knew that Genie granted my wish!
I floated around the house during my... | 17 | 0 | 40 | 40,670 |
[WP] You've been gifted with a super power of your choice. It turns out not what you expected. | I truly did not think it would turn out like that. When you're a kid, there always are a lot of lessons that turn around the "Careful what you wish for, it might come true" motto, but it is just one of those life lessons that never really come useful later in life. At least that's what I thought. And, to be fair, I don... | 35 | 0 | 40 | 40,671 |
[WP] You've been gifted with a super power of your choice. It turns out not what you expected. | Word of advice. If you ever consider learning to Time Travel, **DON’T.** Just… don’t.
Seriously, it’s nice for about the first five minutes of your perspective. You can literally do whatever you want when you want to do it. Want to sleep in, go ahead. Whenever you wake up, you can just Time-Travel back to when your al... | 17 | 0 | 40 | 40,672 |
[WP] You've been gifted with a super power of your choice. It turns out not what you expected. | "Well, we haven't made any headway on treating your heart disease and the diabetes is getting considerably more advanced. I'm telling you for the last time, if you don't get some exercise, you'll die."
He was staring at my chart, only looking up at me sparingly. I could tell he's had to use this same condescending to... | 14 | 0 | 40 | 40,673 |
[WP] You've been gifted with a super power of your choice. It turns out not what you expected. | "Telepathy is hard to live with. Really hard," said Joe as he stretched out on the comfy chair in the office. He looked out the window and quickly turned away.
Sarah raised an eyebrow, "Did it just happen? With the man walking outside," she asked while taking notes.
"Yes." Joe sighed. "I suddenly felt all of his anx... | 8 | 0 | 40 | 40,674 |
[WP] You've been gifted with a super power of your choice. It turns out not what you expected. | In retrospect, I'm rather lucky to be alive.
Not in the usual way, I mean there was literally a 97% chance of me leaving a trail of innards between here and San Francisco. I guess it would have been hilarious, for me at least. Just imagine, everyone has gotten rained on, heck, even vomited on if they frequent amuseme... | 3 | 0 | 40 | 40,675 |
[WP] You've been gifted with a super power of your choice. It turns out not what you expected. | "So tell me why you're here."
I sighed for the eight hundredth time that day. "I don't have a good reason to be here. This was court mandated again, and not for the first time."
"Well, according to my file, you have claimed some pretty impossible things."
"What are they telling you now?"
"That you remember, vividly... | 3 | 0 | 40 | 40,676 |
[WP] You've been gifted with a super power of your choice. It turns out not what you expected. | He’d had his special ability for almost a year now. He never could have imagined how it would have changed his life when he chose it. John’s origin story wasn’t too complicated. He came across a really old book one day that was full of really odd inscriptions. At first, they made no sense, but then he could magically u... | 1 | 0 | 40 | 40,677 |
[CC] - Wrote this for a contest on this subreddit - which has now been deleted, would love some feedback | All the while, that fucking asshole Doyle was probably high-fiving his friends, maybe sneaking out for a victory smoke. He wanted so badly to ruin this moment of triumph for Doyle, his mind jumping suddenly to his fathers hunting knife.
This part confused me. Do you mean Andrew Kelly? | 2 | 0 | 2 | 40,678 |
[CC] - Wrote this for a contest on this subreddit - which has now been deleted, would love some feedback | This is a story that is supposed to carry some weight maybe hit the reader kind of hard. I feel like it could use some trimming, to that effect. There are a lot of personal asides. Something goes on, and a character thinks about the past, or what's going on somewhere else, or what will happen in the future. It takes aw... | 1 | 0 | 2 | 40,679 |
[WP]: "Befriending Humans: A simple guide to forming meaningful relationships with morals" | Morals or mortals? | 2 | 0 | 5 | 40,680 |
[WP]: "Befriending Humans: A simple guide to forming meaningful relationships with morals" | *Northern Positronic Company's Guide For AI/Human Relations*
*Chapter One - Introducing Yourself to Mortals*
Whether you are engaging your human in a virtual online interaction or physically via one of Northern Positronic's many robotic multifunction units, it is important to remember that humans face many restri... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 40,681 |
[WP]Georgia, 1903. A Baptist minister, armed with a Bible, an axe and two pistols, waits for sundown at a crossroads, where he intends to confront the Devil. | The Devil went down to Georgia. He was lookin' for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind. He was willing to make a deal
When he came across this preacher with a gun in each hand and eyes burnin' hot.
And the Devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said "Father, let me tell you what."
"I bet yo... | 99 | 0 | 338 | 40,682 |
[WP]Georgia, 1903. A Baptist minister, armed with a Bible, an axe and two pistols, waits for sundown at a crossroads, where he intends to confront the Devil. | Off topic but can someone PLEASE sketch this scene??? | 4 | 0 | 338 | 40,683 |
[WP]Georgia, 1903. A Baptist minister, armed with a Bible, an axe and two pistols, waits for sundown at a crossroads, where he intends to confront the Devil. | [OT] This is a GREAT prompt. | 9 | 0 | 338 | 40,684 |
[WP]Georgia, 1903. A Baptist minister, armed with a Bible, an axe and two pistols, waits for sundown at a crossroads, where he intends to confront the Devil. | Father Dean Samuels might as well have been staring into a mirror. The man in front of him bore an identical preacher's robes, bore the same drooping white mustache, and squinted, and wore the same weather-beaten face.
The imposter idly toyed with a pentagram around his neck, a twisted mockery of Dean's gold cross. Th... | 35 | 0 | 338 | 40,685 |
[WP]Georgia, 1903. A Baptist minister, armed with a Bible, an axe and two pistols, waits for sundown at a crossroads, where he intends to confront the Devil. | He waits. The minister dreamed this place, felt it calling to him last night, felt the battle coming like you feel a storm in the air. Dreamed the feel of the heat coming of the ground. Saw the horse shit in the middle of the crossroads. Heard the insects chittering to each other in the fading light.
He's got his ... | 300 | 0 | 338 | 40,686 |
[WP]Georgia, 1903. A Baptist minister, armed with a Bible, an axe and two pistols, waits for sundown at a crossroads, where he intends to confront the Devil. | Solomon Scale sits on the stump of an oak at the crossroads, his bible open in his lap. He tries to pray, but his stomach is churning and his heart is fluttering in his chest.
The full moon gives enough light to read, but the words blur under his eyes. Instead, Solomon's fingers take what comfort they can from the fa... | 27 | 0 | 338 | 40,687 |
[WP]Georgia, 1903. A Baptist minister, armed with a Bible, an axe and two pistols, waits for sundown at a crossroads, where he intends to confront the Devil. | I sat there, my Bible in hand, an axe, and two pistols. It wasn't much but it was all I had. Maybe I could make a difference. I should have killed him before he ever spoke. I wish I could have killed him
The sun was slowing making its way down. I was to wait at the edge of town and at sundown the Devil himself would c... | 1 | 0 | 338 | 40,688 |
[WP]Georgia, 1903. A Baptist minister, armed with a Bible, an axe and two pistols, waits for sundown at a crossroads, where he intends to confront the Devil. | [deleted] | 4 | 0 | 338 | 40,689 |
[WP]Georgia, 1903. A Baptist minister, armed with a Bible, an axe and two pistols, waits for sundown at a crossroads, where he intends to confront the Devil. | They say to prepare your soul for the Afterlife, but I've always found it's a little easier to prepare for confrontation.
"My name is Silas Henry and I aim to send you back."
*Back? Not even He contains me these days, and here you are, brung an axe. I'd like to see ya try, Mr. Henry.* He laughs and it seems to me smo... | 2 | 0 | 338 | 40,690 |
[WP]Georgia, 1903. A Baptist minister, armed with a Bible, an axe and two pistols, waits for sundown at a crossroads, where he intends to confront the Devil. | Live oaks cast a twisted shadow at sundown in south Georgia. The firey hues dance playfully as the sun lowers so quickly. With such a flat horizon there is almost a feeling that the whole world has tilted as the sun drops, firey reds and oranges climbing to the tips of the gnarled branches and then puffing out of sight... | 5 | 0 | 338 | 40,691 |
[WP]Georgia, 1903. A Baptist minister, armed with a Bible, an axe and two pistols, waits for sundown at a crossroads, where he intends to confront the Devil. | The thick Georgia heat pulled out the dew drops on the man's head. He stood there, his shadow growing slow as the sun arched toward the horizon.
"Come on you bastard, show."
The man wiped the sweat from his eyes, the dirt and grime smearing.
"This was where the prophet said you'd be. Now, show."
Scoffing, he knel... | 1 | 0 | 338 | 40,692 |
[WP]Georgia, 1903. A Baptist minister, armed with a Bible, an axe and two pistols, waits for sundown at a crossroads, where he intends to confront the Devil. | It is hot, in the dry brittle way that the summers are now.
The season had been quiet. On the last day of the month of July a factory owned by United States Cartridge Company exploded. Many died. But that was neither here nor there.
His palms were sweaty. The ax handle was sticky in his hand and the pistols dragge... | 3 | 0 | 338 | 40,693 |
[WP]Georgia, 1903. A Baptist minister, armed with a Bible, an axe and two pistols, waits for sundown at a crossroads, where he intends to confront the Devil. | Suicide was a sin, he remembered. But what if he could make it a murder? Doctor used the words terminal. Now, he didn't rightly know what that word meant, but he could guess it meant he wouldn't see too many more sunsets like this. It was a good one too.
Purple glows around the orange haze of a day of work. The encroa... | 2 | 0 | 338 | 40,694 |
[WP]Georgia, 1903. A Baptist minister, armed with a Bible, an axe and two pistols, waits for sundown at a crossroads, where he intends to confront the Devil. | Pastor Michael Gregory stood in the center of a dusty road, squinting into the crimson light beating down on his face. He checked his coat for the third time. One bible. Two pistols. One axe. Everything was in order, but still Michael could not shake the sinking feeling in his gut. He glanced down at his watch. 7:53. H... | 2 | 0 | 338 | 40,695 |
[WP]Georgia, 1903. A Baptist minister, armed with a Bible, an axe and two pistols, waits for sundown at a crossroads, where he intends to confront the Devil. | The minister looked at his weapons and chuckled to himself. Fear drove men to do ridiculous things, but of all people, he should have known better. He left the axe embedded in a nearby stump and sat down in the shade of a poplar tree. Carefully, he unloaded the pistols, removing each bullet one at a time. He stared at ... | 14 | 0 | 338 | 40,696 |
[WP]Georgia, 1903. A Baptist minister, armed with a Bible, an axe and two pistols, waits for sundown at a crossroads, where he intends to confront the Devil. | Dust swept the empty street as the sun beat its last breath on the road ahead. The deafening silence frightened the still air; the pistols, axe and bible trembled in the hands of the minister. Fire flew like wind, the sky roared and the ground shook. An image appeared, black, burnt and twisted. Flustered the air gr... | 1 | 0 | 338 | 40,697 |
[WP]Georgia, 1903. A Baptist minister, armed with a Bible, an axe and two pistols, waits for sundown at a crossroads, where he intends to confront the Devil. | It was a gray afternoon, clouds covered the sky and even though it wasn't raining he could smell wet dirt in the air. It was the type of weather that would come to quickly blot out a hot sunny day and would probably be gone just as fast. He was a preacher by trade but by looking at him you might think he was an underta... | 6 | 0 | 338 | 40,698 |
[WP]Georgia, 1903. A Baptist minister, armed with a Bible, an axe and two pistols, waits for sundown at a crossroads, where he intends to confront the Devil. | They told him he was crazy, they told him all the axes and guns on God's green earth wouldn't stop Lucifer. But he had to go, he felt it in his bones, sure as the seasons or the tides of the seas. He stood at the crossroads and watched the sun slip and slip away.
"Soon darkness will descend, what will your mortal wea... | 1 | 0 | 338 | 40,699 |
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