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[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. | People hid in their homes as the time approached. There was maybe a hand's width of sunlight left and already his presence could be felt. They thought he was mad, delusional, and insane. It was inconceivable and the thought that the devil could even be "summoned" was so preposterous but when the minister laid forth the... | 1 | 0 | 338 | 40,700 |
[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'd been something that was coming for a long time. If this was the bookend of his life, after all the hardships, the pain, the drinking, and finally the redemption, It'd have all been worth it. He looked at what he had brought with him, his trusty King James, a hatchet, and two pistols he'd long since stopped taking ... | 1 | 0 | 338 | 40,701 |
[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. | Being a baptist was a really calm and easy-going job. All Father Richard really had to do was attend events and ceremonies. Only twice in his career had he been to an exorcism. And, it was not that bad. However, today was different.
On short notice, Father Richard was summoned to Georgia for the biggest event of his ... | 2 | 0 | 338 | 40,702 |
[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 wrote... almost a whole story I was happy with. I left for work, came back and my computer restarted for updates. FUCK! | 1 | 0 | 338 | 40,703 |
[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. | Arthur Greene stands in the middle of the crossroads. A cool breeze at his back makes him relax a little, but his body is still tense in anticipation of the upcoming battle. He is to defeat the Lord of Flies and end the spread of his evil in the world.
Arthur's old hands can barely open his pistols to check them yet ... | 1 | 0 | 338 | 40,704 |
[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 wind swung low through the verdant woods draped in Spanish moss as the reverend approached the crossroads providing a hymn of another kind. The sun dipped just below the horizon as the minister passed a third oak tree off center carved with an 'x', he waited there. When the sun had all but vanished, a gentleman clo... | 1 | 0 | 338 | 40,705 |
[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. | There he was...
The devil, himself.
I had searched all over looking for this demon and I had been lead here.
He looked like any other man, but in his eyes shone an untameable fire that threatened to consume me if I hadn't looked away when I did.
"What, no fiddle?"
The statement caught me off guard. The first sh... | 2 | 0 | 338 | 40,706 |
[MP] Tell me a story. | The rain was beating on the tin roof, and I was sprawled on the couch, my left hand hanging in the air while the other holding a plastic Slurpee filled cup.
The alarm clock suddenly beeped. It's 6.00 pm. I still haven't took a bath yet, and my mustard-stained shirt reeks of sweat and.. depression. So pathetic.
I don... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 40,707 |
[WP] The college dorm relationship of two friends. One of them has superpowers/isn't human- with the other being fully aware. | I sighed as he came out of his room. It was the same damn routine every day, the same constant repetition of his moronic charades to hide the obvious. “Good morning!” he announced proudly.
I looked up from my morning paper. Part of his costume was still sticking out of the edge of his pants. He hurriedly corrected it ... | 12 | 0 | 7 | 40,708 |
[WP] The college dorm relationship of two friends. One of them has superpowers/isn't human- with the other being fully aware. | He was still in his costume, splayed out on his side of the room with his dirty cape flopped over his face. His weird tights were ripped (did he need those? He told me he did but I doubt it) and one of his shoes was...melted. Damn.
I sighed and grabbed a glass of water with alkaseltzer for the poor bastard. Fighting v... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 40,709 |
[WP] The college dorm relationship of two friends. One of them has superpowers/isn't human- with the other being fully aware. | Penny did a great job of pretending. Thing is, when you live with someone, there are things they just can’t hide. Like the bizarre things I’ve pulled up from the tub drain and the way her hands look when she pulls dish duty.
It didn’t really bother me, I mean, we all have our quirks, but whenever I tried bringing ... | 7 | 0 | 7 | 40,710 |
[WP] We live in a society where high IQ is illegal and punished with a death sentence. You and your small daughter are two smart people who have to survive. | Dan kneeled down to Lydia's level, being sure to make eye contact as well. This would give the maximum chance that Lydia paid attention and understood the importance of what he was about to say.
"OK, Lydia, the checkpoint is just up ahead. Do you remember what the checkpoint is for?"
"They want to see how smart I am.... | 10 | 0 | 11 | 40,711 |
[WP] We live in a society where high IQ is illegal and punished with a death sentence. You and your small daughter are two smart people who have to survive. | “Mama, mama, I was the first!” Instead of pride, little June’s voice was anxious. “I tried not to know them, but I did, and I tried saying the wrong things, but Teacher could tell this time.” Six years old, and brilliant, and terrified. I rested my hand on her soft brown hair and nodded to myself.
I hoped June c... | 4 | 0 | 11 | 40,712 |
[WP] A group of travelers are ambushed by bandits whilst they sleep, there seems to be no hope for the travelers until one of the group reveals themselves to be a powerful witch/wizard. | George, Lenny and Carlson walked along the barren path. There was nothing too see for miles but sand. "This sucks" George sighed, "I think we took a wrong turn back at the Forest of Fanglore".
"No way bro" Lenny said, "I know where we're going bro". Carlson grunted and stopped walking.
"We should head back" he panted... | 1 | 0 | 2 | 40,713 |
[WP] A man is at work and has no idea that the customer he's talking to has been his guardian angel his entire life | David leaned on his shovel and spat into the grass. "That's a tough one man, I bet it's going to be a few hours until AAA can come by to get you a tow.
He should have been working on smoothing out the edges of the freshly laid asphalt, but he'd been working all morning and didn't mind taking a few minutes to talk to ... | 5 | 0 | 12 | 40,714 |
[WP] A man is at work and has no idea that the customer he's talking to has been his guardian angel his entire life | Don watched the man in front of him think. This job had driven him to an extreme hatred of pretty much everyone he interacted with. Don was deep in thoughts of burning down the store when he heard his name.
"Donald?" He was shocked into awareness of where he was, an overwhelmingly depressing thought.
"Whatdya want?"
"... | 3 | 0 | 12 | 40,715 |
[WP] You are chief scientist on a project to wrap a colossal pair of Beats By Dre headphones around the moon. | "I'm not asking you to do it because it's easy, Scott!"
"And I'm not opposed to this because it's hard, sir. I'm opposed to it because it's fucking stupid!"
"Scott, just as a thought exercise, I want you to just try and pretend like I don't give a shit about your opinion. Can you do that?"
"look, we've all got bosse... | 10 | 0 | 6 | 40,716 |
[WP] You are chief scientist on a project to wrap a colossal pair of Beats By Dre headphones around the moon. | "But I'm NOT behind it! I know we can, shit, that's why you got me in here in the first place, but enough is E*fuckin*NUFF! This shit has been done, man!"
"Calm down, George! Man, this is as much a tribute to YOU as anything else. This is YOUR legacy. Work with us George, make this happen..."
The old man shakes his ... | 2 | 0 | 6 | 40,717 |
[WP] In this universe, there are creatures much like us. The only difference is that there is a deity who hurriedly writes the laws of physics as 'human' instruments become increasingly precise. Write about a particular important discovery. | "My God..."
John Johnson ran up to his boss, waiting for further words. When none came, he prompted the scientist. "What is it, sir?"
"These electrons. They don't just move really fast..." Doctor Pelant lifted his eyes from the microscope and put them on John. "They teleport. They teleport between their quantum level... | 24 | 0 | 33 | 40,718 |
[WP] In this universe, there are creatures much like us. The only difference is that there is a deity who hurriedly writes the laws of physics as 'human' instruments become increasingly precise. Write about a particular important discovery. | Looking down at the creatures used to be something of a pleasure, they were simple, their ideas and concepts focused on the now. I had created them to relax myself, and to give me something to do as the eon's passed by in the timeless void. At first having risen up form the mud of the planet the fought and warred with ... | 7 | 0 | 33 | 40,719 |
[WP] You start seeing other people's schizophrenic hallucinations. |
I'm a good parent. I've always tried to keep my kids safe from dangerous auras, but let them explore the world. I'm moderate.
I teach my youngest daughter, Mandy, that she should have conversations with mommy's friends, but she shouldn't talk to strangers, or get too close to them.
I've hovered over Mandy when she... | 3 | 0 | 3 | 40,720 |
[WP] In a world where people can drink potions to gain knowledge they need, a young woman discovers a library full of unused books. | She shuffles through the cavernous building in both awe and confusion. It was hard not to be in awe of the building. Age did not reduce the elegance of this massive marble and stone building with delicate carvings and sculpted features.
Yet how could she know what this place was? So many centuries had passed since peo... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 40,721 |
[WP] In a world where people can drink potions to gain knowledge they need, a young woman discovers a library full of unused books. | All she could think about was when she would be allowed to leave. Normally, she would have been excited to be at work; with all her friends whom she shared what she thought was a deep connection with, but not today. Actually, she had not been happy in her normal routine for a while now.
“Hey Sarah, were going out for... | 7 | 0 | 11 | 40,722 |
[WP] In a world where people can drink potions to gain knowledge they need, a young woman discovers a library full of unused books. | Robin's love affair with books had begun when her grandmother had taken her to a used bookstore at the age of eleven. She had clung fearfully to her grandmother's hand as they strolled down the back alley to the bookstore. Once inside, she stared in awe at the thousands of books piled up on shelves and tables in such... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 40,723 |
[CW] Write me the best (family friendly) trashy smut you possibly can. And by 'best', I mean 'more awful than a dimestore novel'. Details inside! | Steven leaned naked against the frame of the open bathroom door, his gleaming member dangling like the tail of a dog that knew it’d done something wrong. She stared at him, eyes taking in his every contour, trying her best to avert her gaze from his no-no region.
“Do you like what you see?” he asked, pushing himself o... | 59 | 0 | 21 | 40,724 |
[CW] Write me the best (family friendly) trashy smut you possibly can. And by 'best', I mean 'more awful than a dimestore novel'. Details inside! | Who would have thought that a successful thirty-two year old woman could have gone all that time without knowing a man's touch?
But Stephanie knew the feeling all too well. She never even had truly wanted a man before. But that was before she met Jeremy, one of her new colleagues. He was five years younger than her, ... | 5 | 0 | 21 | 40,725 |
[CW] Write me the best (family friendly) trashy smut you possibly can. And by 'best', I mean 'more awful than a dimestore novel'. Details inside! | Holy shit. I've written a whole book like this. Please, for the love of god, read the preview at least.
http://www.amazon.com/heaven-Molly-H-D-Wright-ebook/dp/B00IP20KG4/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1399417993&sr=8-1&keywords=heaven.+molly+wright | 2 | 0 | 21 | 40,726 |
[WP] What society and humanity as a whole would look like if everyone knew the exact time and place of their death. | I rested my hand on Marcy's head. "You know I love you, right?"
"I love you too Daddy", she cried into my side.
"Why do you have to go? Can't you just stay here?"
Looking down at her, I felt like crying, but knew I needed to be strong for my daughter.
I knelt down and took her hand. "Baby, you know that's not ho... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 40,727 |
[FF] Make me emotional in less than 300 words | Sally picked up the phone and dialed a man she hadn't spoken to in twenty years. She knew the number off the top of her head, though she never actually called it.
The ring sounded twice before it was picked up.
"Hello?" The voice on the other end was deep and rough.
"Hey Ricky." Sally managed to say.
The other end ... | 28 | 0 | 26 | 40,728 |
[FF] Make me emotional in less than 300 words | The door swung open and comes entering was John who just got home from his football practice. He was eager to show his sister the two tickets that their coach gave to them for the finals. He was planning to give one to his girlfriend but sadly they just broke up. So giving one to his mom and his little sister Alice wou... | 11 | 0 | 26 | 40,729 |
[FF] Make me emotional in less than 300 words | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 26 | 40,730 |
[FF] Make me emotional in less than 300 words | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 26 | 40,731 |
[FF] Make me emotional in less than 300 words | He'd been born in that cage, wriggling on the metal floor with his brothers and sisters. But they were gone now. He missed them.
Humans visited now and again. Sometimes they would take one of the others when they left. He didn't know what that meant, but he wanted it.
The two humans with him now looked nice. He li... | 41 | 0 | 26 | 40,732 |
[FF] Make me emotional in less than 300 words | There was a little girl. I saw her being born.
I saw her go to kindergarten, and get her first skinned knee. I saw her bring home good grades, and bad grades. I hugged her each time the same, but talked to her differently.
I saw her heart get broken by a boy, and another boy. I saw her go to college and m... | 7 | 0 | 26 | 40,733 |
[FF] Make me emotional in less than 300 words | A little over on the word count. A mash-up of the world of "Fiddler on the Roof" and the original short stories it was based on. This story would have happened in the 1920's or so.
Oh thank God! The woman clutches the letter to her breast, shouting, "Tevye! Quick! Come! Come see!"
The farm was run down now, the yard o... | 3 | 0 | 26 | 40,734 |
[FF] Make me emotional in less than 300 words | The sun warmed the earth and everything on it. The air smelled of freshly mowed grass, and the breeze moved just slow enough that one was never hot. The birds sang while the trees swayed as if dancing. Children laughed as all was good with the world.
But not for her.
The glass was as cold as the white walls all ar... | 4 | 0 | 26 | 40,735 |
[FF] Make me emotional in less than 300 words | [deleted] | 3 | 0 | 26 | 40,736 |
[FF] Make me emotional in less than 300 words | He embraced the fear. It had hit him hard and he didn’t know where, or when, it clicked but it did just the same. He had forgotten how to breathe, to smile, to write. But, she'd become the spark, she'd become his muse. In the short time that they knew each other, emotional vomit is what spewed out from his mouth. ... | 4 | 0 | 26 | 40,737 |
[FF] Make me emotional in less than 300 words | The room fell silent. We were too tired to keep fighting. My head was aching from all the screaming and my face flushed, he looked the same. It seemed there were no words left to be spoken. Then Trina came waddling into the room. Whipping the sleep out of her tired little eyes, “Mama why are you papa fightin’?” I bent ... | 5 | 0 | 26 | 40,738 |
[FF] Make me emotional in less than 300 words | It was a Thursday.
A wet, cold, dark, windy, tired Thursday. She'd had to stay late at the office and missed the last bus. In a vain mission to grab a taxi, she trailed down the road.
The roads were empty apart from a lone stooped figure across the junction from her. As she got closer, she noticed that whoever it was... | 5 | 0 | 26 | 40,739 |
[FF] Make me emotional in less than 300 words | I'd lived with them for years. They called me Duke. I would run around and bark and wag my tail when they came home! It was time to play and eat! But sometimes they forgot, and I would fall asleep, bored and hungry.
Things are getting harder these days, and I don't really want to play much anymore. I love it when they... | 3 | 0 | 26 | 40,740 |
[FF] Make me emotional in less than 300 words | "Goddammit, Jim, open this door!", yelled Jim's father.
Jim lived his life in torment under his abuse.
"I-- no... please, son, listen. I'm sorry for everything I've done..."
*sorry*... that was something Jim never expected his father to say. As he stood trying to barricade himself from the man he feared, his body softe... | 3 | 0 | 26 | 40,741 |
[FF] Make me emotional in less than 300 words | *Slightly over the limit, but we'll just have to roll with it. Apologies*
"Mom, I'm gay," the boy says. He looked up from the floor to his mother, hoping that she'll understand. She doesn't make eye contact, looking down at her tea, which sat clutched in her tensed hands. She looks up at her son, and there's a fire in... | 3 | 0 | 26 | 40,742 |
[FF] Make me emotional in less than 300 words | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 26 | 40,743 |
[FF] Make me emotional in less than 300 words | "She did it for you, you know." The old man said in his usual level tone. Adam's jaw involuntarily clenched. It wasn't the most common platitude, but it did make the least sense.
"Is that supposed to help?" There was an edge to his voice. He wished it was sharper. His eyes never left the statue. The old man's mouth ga... | 2 | 0 | 26 | 40,744 |
[FF] Make me emotional in less than 300 words | She was dying, we could all tell, but the hospital had planned a huge ball for the sick and dying children in honor of her and she had to go.
She was struggling with leukemia, and had been for 3 years from now. She was only 12 and she was called Mel, short for Melanie. And I was her guardian angel.
So, the ball was in ... | 1 | 0 | 26 | 40,745 |
[FF] Make me emotional in less than 300 words | His best advice to me had been given when I was six. After a lengthy, beer laden conversation about how men "…just want to use you…they will do anything to ' git that pocket book in your skirt' " he drank another beer in silence, I guess he waited while he drank for my reply…for me to really get through my head what he... | 1 | 0 | 26 | 40,746 |
[WP] The Good Guy wins the day but doesn't get the girl. Why? | I've been looking for this girl for five years now.
Name: Jamie Goff
Gender: Female
DOB: August 25th, 1985
Age: 24
And I finally found her.
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Ethnicity: African American
I'd like to say it was right under my nose.
Height: 5'10"
Weig... | 20 | 0 | 13 | 40,747 |
[WP] The Good Guy wins the day but doesn't get the girl. Why? | I opened the door after slaying the mighty ogre. My body covered in sweat and blood, slightly sizzling cause of the natural toxin of an ogre. There I shined my sword against the light of the dusty window.
There she was, in her blue elegant dress. Princess Maya, daughter of King Archania. Her golden hair danced as she ... | 9 | 0 | 13 | 40,748 |
[WP] The Good Guy wins the day but doesn't get the girl. Why? | Because women aren't prizes one gets to take home after knocking down the cups at a carnival. | 1 | 0 | 13 | 40,749 |
[WP] The Good Guy wins the day but doesn't get the girl. Why? | "Hang on baby! Its gonna be a Bumpy ride!"
Eric Steel pressed down hard on the accelarator. The monster truck burst through the walls of the warehouse where the nuclear weapons were being sold off. Dozens of terrorists were crushed to death, as well as shot to bits by the M16 Steel was firing out the window of his tr... | 3 | 0 | 13 | 40,750 |
[WP] The Good Guy wins the day but doesn't get the girl. Why? | The dragon slithered around the lake of molten gold admiring the shine of the sun and the occasional splash as bubbles rose to the surface.
Hidden behind the rock, I prepared myself for the fight. The heat and the fear forced me to give up the heavy metal platemail as the sweat dripped from my skin in torrents. I ... | 3 | 0 | 13 | 40,751 |
[WP] The Good Guy wins the day but doesn't get the girl. Why? | Echol led his people through the spiral tower, from floor to floor, cutting down The Monarchy’s soldiers, the echoes of freedom finally ringing through the oppression that had held his people so long. As they ascended from floor to floor, the darkened, slit windows revealed the city below, in shambles as it devoured it... | 3 | 0 | 13 | 40,752 |
[WP] The Good Guy wins the day but doesn't get the girl. Why? | "Wait, you won what?"
"A sex robot, Jenny. I won a goddamn sex robot," said Jerry.
She smiled mischievously. "How did that happen?"
"I entered a contest at the home-robotics website and a month later they called me. Turns out I actually entered a contest at homo-robotics. I was hoping to get a gutter cleaner. Instea... | 4 | 0 | 13 | 40,753 |
[WP] The Good Guy wins the day but doesn't get the girl. Why? | I swung the door open, and with the large thud of the door came an overwhelming sense of relief. I found her.
"Oh thank G-d you're here," she said. "You're my savior!"
"You're safe now," I replied. I tried to sound as comforting and warm as possible. She just went through hell, the first thing she should see coming ... | 2 | 0 | 13 | 40,754 |
[WP] The Good Guy wins the day but doesn't get the girl. Why? | Richard's breathing returns to normal as he coughs, spits up a small amount of blood, opens his eyes, and rolls over. Triumphantly standing over him with clenched fist, I ask if he's had enough. Rubbing his jaw where my punch had made contact, he glares daggers at me. I give him a look that says *try it again, motherfu... | 1 | 0 | 13 | 40,755 |
[WP] A violent criminal who has just been released from a sentence called the "unlivable life" sentence, recalls his decade long experience to a court ordered psychiatrist... | Dr Hansen walked into his office with two cups of coffee. It was his first day as *the* UL psychiatrist. Only the very top of the field were offered the Unlivable Life position, so Dr Hansen took it with pleasure. He barely managed to keep his smile at bay as he sat down.
Most psychiatrists ended up quitting the prest... | 14 | 0 | 20 | 40,756 |
[WP] A violent criminal who has just been released from a sentence called the "unlivable life" sentence, recalls his decade long experience to a court ordered psychiatrist... | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 20 | 40,757 |
[WP] A violent criminal who has just been released from a sentence called the "unlivable life" sentence, recalls his decade long experience to a court ordered psychiatrist... | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 20 | 40,758 |
[WP] A violent criminal who has just been released from a sentence called the "unlivable life" sentence, recalls his decade long experience to a court ordered psychiatrist... | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 20 | 40,759 |
[WP] A violent criminal who has just been released from a sentence called the "unlivable life" sentence, recalls his decade long experience to a court ordered psychiatrist... | [deleted] | 3 | 0 | 20 | 40,760 |
[WP] A violent criminal who has just been released from a sentence called the "unlivable life" sentence, recalls his decade long experience to a court ordered psychiatrist... | A soft ticking noise drew me out of a dazed stupor.
A small, dirty clock was taunting me from atop the nearby desk. Tick. Tick. Tick.
Ten years. But it was over. My shrill, anguished screams still echoed in the background to the soft metronome of the timepiece.
“Mister… Walker?”
My focus sharpened and snapped ... | 4 | 0 | 20 | 40,761 |
[WP] The rover finds human remains on mars | The pictures are sent back in a slow series, the rover waiting for instructions after each one.
The man in the lab coat who brought the printed photos to the General's office under cover in a plain manila folder didn't say anything, just put the folder on the shining desk with a frightened smile and escaped out the d... | 4 | 0 | 3 | 40,762 |
[WP] The rover finds human remains on mars | The feed from the rover is always on a delay, as are the orders sent from the control rooms. *Opportunity* was moving at a good rate. *Curiosity* was lagging a bit on the left front wheel.
Nothing to be done about that right now.
*Opportunity* relayed back the requisite data.
Marty looked at the screen.
"Hey, J... | 3 | 0 | 3 | 40,763 |
[WP] Zombie apocypse from the POV of a zombie. | Daniel craned his neck from one side to the other, trying to look out over the mass of people filling the streets. The streets were alive, mobs of hundreds roaming about, all looking for something as he was... *But what?* he struggled to remember.
That's right. It was on the news this morning. There was an outbreak of... | 8 | 0 | 22 | 40,764 |
[WP] Zombie apocypse from the POV of a zombie. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 22 | 40,765 |
[WP] Zombie apocypse from the POV of a zombie. | Braaaains. Braaains brains braaains. Braaaaaaaaains.
Braains? Braains!
Raaagh!
*Crunch* *Chew* *Slurp* *Icky noises*
Braains. :3
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[WP] Zombie apocypse from the POV of a zombie. | 4. Itchy. Tasty. | 1 | 0 | 22 | 40,767 |
[WP] Zombie apocypse from the POV of a zombie. | Stench. Putrid, comfortable, satisfying - surrounded by the others. Arm missing - distance stinging feeling. Spotted in the distance - meat. Meat attempts to run (smell of food now overwhelming stench of crowd). Already bleeding? Will investigate.
...
Definitely bleeding. Meal begins to slow. Shuffling now to front ... | 3 | 0 | 22 | 40,768 |
[WP] Zombie apocypse from the POV of a zombie. | Nothing.
And now... something more than nothing. Darkness. No longer the insensate void, no longer a mere absence, but a biological darkness, an *experience* of darkness. Cold.
Eyelids peel back. Dry. Air drags on larynx. The ceiling. The floor. The glass. The door...
Lying down. Hurt. People. People came. Something... | 2 | 0 | 22 | 40,769 |
[WP] You have the ability to read peoples' thoughts by kissing them. You use this power to become the world's most uncomfortably successful detective. Solve a case. | "I know this is a difficult time," Detective Murphy spoke softly to the stunned woman. "But we need some answers. How did you know the deceased?"
"Jacob." She said in a dead voice. "His name was Jacob. We were just friends."
Detective Murphy turned to her PI and raised an eyebrow. The familiar signal. Peter smiled an... | 7 | 0 | 155 | 40,770 |
[WP] You have the ability to read peoples' thoughts by kissing them. You use this power to become the world's most uncomfortably successful detective. Solve a case. | Lieutenant, First Grade, Aldrich Klixle never fully understood the science though he admitted to never having seriously tried. Something about the chemical compounds in the mouth and the enlarged neural pathway between his taste buds and his olfactory bulb or some such. His only concern was that it allowed him to do ... | 8 | 0 | 155 | 40,771 |
[WP] You have the ability to read peoples' thoughts by kissing them. You use this power to become the world's most uncomfortably successful detective. Solve a case. | I never actually wanted to be a detective when I was younger. I didn’t even want to be a police officer, or a well-meaning pedestrian, or even a guy who likes playing “Clue” more than once every few decades. I always had more of an interest in cats. Not a sexual interest or a hobbyist interest, but more of a fascinatio... | 46 | 0 | 155 | 40,772 |
[WP] You have the ability to read peoples' thoughts by kissing them. You use this power to become the world's most uncomfortably successful detective. Solve a case. | "Mister Eteny," her radiant red lips beckoned. "I think my husband is cheating on me."
"There's only one way to find out," I responded. "Come here." She knew the drill. She knew who I was, and she gave herself over- I dropped that sexy little dame into my arms and I put one on her good. When she came up for air, she w... | 135 | 0 | 155 | 40,773 |
[WP] You have the ability to read peoples' thoughts by kissing them. You use this power to become the world's most uncomfortably successful detective. Solve a case. | "That's a fake accent," and Sylvia.
"What, you're kidding, right," Sarah said non-nonchalantly adjusting her strapless dress.
"No, he's a European of some sort. That's why he kisses everyone."
"Oh come on. Borat is more realistic than that guy. Look at him mingle with the Senator's assistants. He bent over and kisse... | 10 | 0 | 155 | 40,774 |
[WP] You have the ability to read peoples' thoughts by kissing them. You use this power to become the world's most uncomfortably successful detective. Solve a case. | I kiss the dead. Most of the time they don't kiss back. The body I nudged with my foot wasn't kissing anything anytime soon. He was missing a head. His pale torso stuck out from under the dumpster where he'd been wedged for hours.
"Did you find his head?" I asked.
Detective Harris scratched his hairy chin. "Nah. ... | 19 | 0 | 155 | 40,775 |
[WP] You have the ability to read peoples' thoughts by kissing them. You use this power to become the world's most uncomfortably successful detective. Solve a case. | "I find no enjoyment in this, Sir. And I happen to not be gay so this is awkward for the both of us."
He leans in. Arms stretched out towards the suspects face. Almost like a strange form of torture due to the man's hands being cuffed and the police that stood in wait. The intensity of the room rose as the kiss approa... | 6 | 0 | 155 | 40,776 |
[WP] You have the ability to read peoples' thoughts by kissing them. You use this power to become the world's most uncomfortably successful detective. Solve a case. | His eyes were still closed when our lips parted.
"You got what you wanted," he said, his eyes remaining shut. "Aren't you going to cuff me now?"
"I don't think I need to," I said. "You let me kiss you. Why?"
He opened his eyes and stared into mine. For a moment, we let the silence hang. Then he bit his lip. "I guess... | 5 | 0 | 155 | 40,777 |
[WP] The president's State of the Union speech begins normally, but halfway through, the president blurts out "9/11 was an inside job!" The live TV feed cuts out immediately after he says it. | The president is then sniped by a mental patient. Next election, the candidates are much better behaved.
The news just calls him crazy and dances on his grave. | 0 | 0 | 5 | 40,778 |
[WP] The president's State of the Union speech begins normally, but halfway through, the president blurts out "9/11 was an inside job!" The live TV feed cuts out immediately after he says it. | Mark couldn't believe it. Neither could his colleagues, apparently. All seven of them sat in stunned silence. The only noise in the conference room was the off-air tone accompanying the local ABC affiliate's logo on the screen.
"What the fuck?" asked someone to Mark's left. He turned his leather desk chair to look at... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 40,779 |
A man that mistakenly thinks he's schizophrenic actually has special abilities |
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[WP] Niccolo Machiavelli, Tyrion Lannister, Ernest Hemmingway, and Mata Hari play a game of Texas Hold 'Em | "A Lannister always pays his -"
"Oh fuck off you over-written weasel," Hemingway said. He put his cigar out on the table. "Call it or eat it."
"Well, you force my position. I raise. All of it."
"Call." Hemingway beat him into the pot and turned up spades. "A flush to the bone. You ought to keep to where that ... | 13 | 0 | 19 | 40,781 |
[WP] Niccolo Machiavelli, Tyrion Lannister, Ernest Hemmingway, and Mata Hari play a game of Texas Hold 'Em | Tyrion was sitting on the short stack but didn't seem to mind that he might get knocked out of the game before finishing his glass of wine. He'd spent most of the night making ribald jokes and passes at Mata Hari, who sat serenely behind a wall of poker chips on the other side of the table.
"You're big blind, Tyrion" ... | 4 | 0 | 19 | 40,782 |
[WP] When you die, you are allowed to choose one word - only one - that will be tattooed on your body in your next life. | Remember? That would be a trip. "NO I DONT! HOW THE FUCK!?" | 3 | 0 | 21 | 40,783 |
[WP] When you die, you are allowed to choose one word - only one - that will be tattooed on your body in your next life. | She smiled, satisfied, as she carefully completed the form. Her time was soon, but she was happy in the knowledge that she was finally prepared. Giving one final check that every 0 and 1 was in place, she smiled at the clerk and turned in the sheet.
0100111101101000001011000010000001101101011110010010000001100100011... | 16 | 0 | 21 | 40,784 |
[WP] When you die, you are allowed to choose one word - only one - that will be tattooed on your body in your next life. | Jason had a happy death, ODing on crack together with the most popular girl in high school.
His previous word has been "war", so Jason assumed he had been a soldier or something. He had a vague idea about some war(s????) and nuclear bombs or shit. Stuff no one cared about. History fucking sucks, was Jason's opinion. ... | 6 | 0 | 21 | 40,785 |
[WP] When you die, you are allowed to choose one word - only one - that will be tattooed on your body in your next life. | He closed the thesaurus hard and tossed it on the living room table. *Think, you stupid fuck, think.* He'd been at it for days, scouring books, magazines, thesauruses, dictionaries, and dozens of internet blogs. He had browsed thousands upon thousands of words. And none of them worked. None of them triggered an i... | 15 | 0 | 21 | 40,786 |
[WP] When you die, you are allowed to choose one word - only one - that will be tattooed on your body in your next life. | SPECIMEN: 154-PRF
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RECOVERY: 06-08-2541, GeoTherm Dig Site 57
Description:
Specimen 154-PRF is a three-dimensional text recording of unknown age and origin contained on a medium of unknown composition. In its initial state the medium is a solid hexagonal block approximately three inches in diam... | 5 | 0 | 21 | 40,787 |
[WP] When you die, you are allowed to choose one word - only one - that will be tattooed on your body in your next life. | Barry tossed and turned trying to come up with a word. A word that would bring with it the knowledge and wisdom of a lifetime. A word that would prepare the wearer for life and all the happiness and misgivings it included.
"Confidence" sounded good but then you run the risk of being cocky.
"Strength" was also a g... | 4 | 0 | 21 | 40,788 |
[WP] When you die, you are allowed to choose one word - only one - that will be tattooed on your body in your next life. | Bananahater | 1 | 0 | 21 | 40,789 |
[WP] When you die, you are allowed to choose one word - only one - that will be tattooed on your body in your next life. | **LIVE**
Elizabeth didn't know how or why she had this word tattooed on the back of her left hand. Many times she has wondered how it got there and when will the ink fade away. For many years, she has pondered why the tattoo is there, only to get a nagging feeling of familiarity and regret.
So many times, that word ... | 1 | 0 | 21 | 40,790 |
[WP] When you die, you are allowed to choose one word - only one - that will be tattooed on your body in your next life. | It was obvious that I was dying. My breath was becoming shorter and shorter, each taken in a greater struggle than the last as Death’s hands made my chest heavy. The oxygen mask did little to help, nor did the cocktail of drugs that had been flushed through my body, numbing the burning pain that had lingered in my nerv... | 1 | 0 | 21 | 40,791 |
[CC] - I signed up to the free online writing course that was posted here, and would love some feedback on this prompt. | "The radio was off now." This is an example of the passive voice (well, kind of), in which we're simply being told something. In this situation, allow a character to perform the action (he turned the radio off/he flicked the radio off, etc.)
"His left hand gripped the steering wheel tightly": This is a great opportuni... | 3 | 0 | 5 | 40,792 |
Tell me an uplifting story |
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[WP]: The errorists win | Paul stood proudly in front of his banner. It had meant to read “Mission Accomplished”, but “Mission Achieved” still worked he supposed. He turned to face the crowd of reporters, and after everyone settled in, he began.
“Ladies and gentlemans. Thank you all for coming to this inarguable triumph of human perserverenc... | 8 | 0 | 10 | 40,794 |
[WP]: The errorists win | Ellie sits across the table from me. The poor light from a cheap household bulb causes her eyes to look big, dark and beautiful. She's pushed away her plate with the remnants of dinner and is talking about her day.
"...so she came into return this chester drawers and..." She trails off as I start sniggering. Her eyes ... | 1 | 0 | 10 | 40,795 |
[WP]The Elderly Gods | Ever since he’d retired Zeus had taken to pottering about in his shed at the end of universe.
It kept him busy and out of the way of the Mrs.
He liked to make things like two headed cows, frogs with extra legs and those weird unidentifiable sea monsters that wash up on beaches every now and again, just the mess wit... | 3 | 0 | 3 | 40,796 |
[WP] You Were Driving to Work One Day and Your Car Suddenly Started Flying. | I was up in the clouds.
Fluffy ones frolicked down below me. Swirling thin ones swishing merrily past my car. I poked a finger out the window, mystified at how I went from driving on the busy freeway to suddenly bobbing up in the sky, thousands of feet above the ground. The wind whistled past my finger, feeling bitter... | 1 | 0 | 1 | 40,797 |
[WP] Time has stopped around you. There is no way of knowing when/if time will resume. What will you do? | I had just made an impossible decision. I was going to plunge the world into an Apocalyptic war. I was sweating and a shiver ran up and down my spine as the Secret Service brought the football to me. They put it on my desk without a word. The meeting had already happened, the decision was made. The Joint Chiefs of Staf... | 7 | 0 | 8 | 40,798 |
[WP] Time has stopped around you. There is no way of knowing when/if time will resume. What will you do? | It was odd, seeing people move again.
I'd been in what I called the "Time Freeze" for what seemed like years.
At first, it had seemed surreal. I walked around, everything seemingly frozen in time.
Thank god machinery still worked, walking around everywhere would have been a drag.
Instead I borrowed some guy's F... | 11 | 0 | 8 | 40,799 |
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