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[EU] Nick Fury shows up after the credits of your favorite movie. What happens? | A less seasoned operative would have abandoned the mission completely but, for Nick Fury, failure wasnt an option. It was the smell really. Sweat that had dried over only to perspire again in a cycle that continued in defiance of the constant buzzing of the air conditioning. The source of the smell, and Fury's current ... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 41,901 |
[EU] Nick Fury shows up after the credits of your favorite movie. What happens? | Nick Fury enters the rooftop pool and approaches as Crash Override and Acid Burn tread water gleefully looking at their name in lights. “What do you want? Agent Gill already has what he needs” Fury smiles wryly and sits down in one of the sun chairs. “Crash is it? Or maybe I should call you Mr. Cool...” “Seems you and ... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 41,902 |
[EU] Nick Fury shows up after the credits of your favorite movie. What happens? | Nick Fury sits inside of the dark house, its sole inhabitant already gone. He hears the footsteps a few moments before the knock at the door. The man he came to see takes the note off the door and begins to walk back to his car. Fury goes to the window and bangs on it loudly, getting the other to turn around. The man i... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 41,903 |
[EU] Nick Fury shows up after the credits of your favorite movie. What happens? | The walk down to the waiting van had been difficult. Blood loss was making him a little logy, and the whole experience had been one of crashing highs and numbing lows, with just a little actual sleep thrown into the mix.
But it was over now. Or just beginning. The new era was starting up. A return to individual respo... | 9 | 0 | 12 | 41,904 |
[EU] Nick Fury shows up after the credits of your favorite movie. What happens? | Barry and Lena walk happily out of the formers office. He's not quite comfortable yet, but the weight off his chest has been lifted and the harmonium now sits patiently dormant under a blanket. To his surprise the warehouse is empty.
"I think people should be working right now, I don't know why they aren't. It's not u... | 3 | 0 | 12 | 41,905 |
[EU] Nick Fury shows up after the credits of your favorite movie. What happens? | "Ms. Reisert, a moment of your time?"
Lisa's smile was tight as she watched him sit down. The man, easily in his upper forties, showed her a badge, though not one she recognized. The only thing she managed to get from it before he put it away was his last name, Fury. It had been a long night, though, and more than a c... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 41,906 |
[EU] Nick Fury shows up after the credits of your favorite movie. What happens? | Nick Fury is sitting alone in a interrogation room. A simple table and a tea set is all that accompanies him. As he takes a sip of tea, the door opens and two men stand in the door way. The man on the right, a police officer, says, in a British accent, in an annoyed tone "Here he his, we found him about to fight a grou... | 3 | 0 | 12 | 41,907 |
[EU] Nick Fury shows up after the credits of your favorite movie. What happens? | Jewels rode off from the bar satisfied. Marcellus had taken his retirement much easier than he'd expected. The back of his car still had bits of brain speckled on the back seat, but Jimmy 's quilts and blankets hid most of it well. He stopped of at a gas station to refuel, not knowing where to go next. After he had fin... | 2 | 0 | 12 | 41,908 |
[EU] Nick Fury shows up after the credits of your favorite movie. What happens? | A dark figure stood silhouetted against the moonlight shining through the great boles.
"You've been gone a while your highness." it said without turning.
"Who are you and what are you doing in my home?"
"I've come a long way to meet you, you know."
"I am Prince of this Woodland Realm, Son of the Elf-King Thrand... | 1 | 0 | 12 | 41,909 |
[WP] Thousands of years ago there were great civilizations on earth that use Magic as the foundation of their society. Today is the last day before all magic dies/stops and the societies fall. | The Ark was a virtual mountain slowly descending through a roiling cloud of ash and rain. Its massive form floated a few kilometers above the earth and gave of discharges of pale green lightning that forked out and twisted back against it.
It was The Ark's fifth visit to the planet - always just before it became capa... | 1 | 0 | 4 | 41,910 |
[EU] Your favorite book/comic is being made into a movie, written, directed by, and starring Nicholas Cage | There are some days when it just doesn't pay to be on the Internet. Today it doesn't pay to be on the internet and have a phone.
"Calm down!" said Martin, the sanest man I know and one of the few people left that I can rant at.
"I'm *sorry*," I said " it just makes me want to punch things."
"Should you see a doctor... | 1 | 0 | 1 | 41,911 |
[WP] The assistant to the CEO of a major conglomerate has seen his boss slowly succumb to corruption, but has remained loyal and silent for years. Until one incident finally drives the assistant too far... | "It never made sense to me why it took so long. I know that seems odd in a time like this, to be saying such things. And to you of all people.
"There's a reason he never fought his battles in the light, why he always worked in the shadows. As counter intuitive as it sounds, it gave him the security and safety to work ... | 5 | 0 | 7 | 41,912 |
[WP] Alien "invasion" with politics. | "We have decided," the human ambassador says after everything is done, after the yelling matches and assassination attempts and appeasing/groveling, "that Humanity will remain neutral during this conflict." The room is quiet before erupting in a squabble of clicks, hisses, and verbal abuse. "That's too far," the human ... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 41,913 |
[WP] Alien "invasion" with politics. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 5 | 41,914 |
[WP] Write a letter from Kim Jung Un to Dennis Rodman about Kim's girl troubles. | Dear Dennis, Friend of the Peoples of Korea, American Cultural Ambassador, and World's Finest Basketball Player,
Ah my friend, how I dearly miss you. I shall always cherish in my heart the days we spent together when you displayed unparalleled skills on the court. Those were good days. As one of your black kind s... | 3 | 0 | 2 | 41,915 |
[WP] You're in a world where someone calls you everyday and tells you when you are going to die. Every single thing you do after he calls you can affect the length of your life time. | *Ring ring*
Sigh.
Today started how every day starts.
"Hi mother, how're you today?"
We chatted as we do every day, talking about work, hobbies, and tv shows. She took comfort in the routine, and I couldn't bear disappointing her after father had passed. She was alone in her home, with little contact with the outsid... | 5 | 0 | 32 | 41,916 |
[WP] You're in a world where someone calls you everyday and tells you when you are going to die. Every single thing you do after he calls you can affect the length of your life time. | The man appeared at his door, knocking loudly. Matthias had just returned from college and my family was out for a dinner. He opted to stay in because he was extremely lethargic and sluggish.
Opening the door groggily, Matthias offered a weak greeting. "Hello?"
"Here's my number."
"Sorry, sir, uhm... I'm not interes... | 7 | 0 | 32 | 41,917 |
[WP] You're in a world where someone calls you everyday and tells you when you are going to die. Every single thing you do after he calls you can affect the length of your life time. | Mother says you never answer the phone for someone. For what if you answered one day and it was their call of warning. The mechanized voice said the time you were left before the hello was out of your mouth.
"Six days, three hours, and twenty two minutes."
It was afternoon, I ate breakfast, and watched the clock. Ye... | 4 | 0 | 32 | 41,918 |
[WP] You're in a world where someone calls you everyday and tells you when you are going to die. Every single thing you do after he calls you can affect the length of your life time. | The sun was just beginning to creep around the thin aluminum blinds and into the trashed bedroom. After a very late Friday night the morning couldn't be any less welcome.
Javier rolled over in bed and looked down to see if Kip was still asleep on the floor. He was slumped in the recovery position with a thin pillow an... | 1 | 0 | 32 | 41,919 |
[WP] You're in a world where someone calls you everyday and tells you when you are going to die. Every single thing you do after he calls you can affect the length of your life time. | It happened on my twenty-first birthday. I say “it happened”, when really I mean “he happened”.
I had just finished up my morning routine: shit, shower, and shave. Clad in clean boxers and not so clean socks, the muffled sound of a phone ringing somewhere in the house piqued my curiosity. “We still have a house phone?... | 1 | 0 | 32 | 41,920 |
[WP] You're in a world where someone calls you everyday and tells you when you are going to die. Every single thing you do after he calls you can affect the length of your life time. | Day 312:
Today was it a fire.
That’s what he said it would have been anyway. I used to question it a lot more, used to try to ask him a lot of questions. How could he possibly know? Why was he telling me? Who was he? All that and more. But then came the proof, the consequences that couldn’t be consequences, that wer... | 5 | 0 | 32 | 41,921 |
[WP] You're in a world where someone calls you everyday and tells you when you are going to die. Every single thing you do after he calls you can affect the length of your life time. | It was 8am sharp, and Dr Smyke called - right on time. As my personal Deadline advisor, Dr Smyke was always punctual. I'd looked forward to these calls nowadays. Smyke was a genuinely nice guy, and I can easily lose half an hour on the phone chatting with him.
I picked up the phone and before I could get a word in, Dr... | 1 | 0 | 32 | 41,922 |
[WP] Celestial Middle Management | A golden, glittering light and melodic harp music drifted into the window, bringing a sense of calm and oneness with the universe. The light traveled directly from the throne room of God and onto the screen of Jared's computer.
"Jesus fucking Christ," He muttered as he slammed down his blinds "friggin' screen glare."
... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 41,923 |
[WP] In a world where fruits and vegetables co-exist, a carrot and a banana fall in love. Write about how they meet, their life together, and the prejudice they experience having a bi-racial child. | Dear Diary:
You know, it wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't for the whispering and those stares, but it never bothered Chuck. I don't know how he handles it. He says it doesn't bother him, but even if it did he wouldn't tell me. He always says he's hard and tough, through and through, but I know just how soft he is under... | 3 | 0 | 6 | 41,924 |
[WP] The first blue-eyed Child is born in the 8th millenium BCE. | Jesus that's a tough one eh? | 2 | 0 | 50 | 41,925 |
[WP] The first blue-eyed Child is born in the 8th millenium BCE. | Beautiful. Her cry was strong, a sign she will live. Her blue eyes, a gift from the heavens, a reward for his devotion and sacrifices, shined from her tears. She seemed so precious. Like a small jewel, like a great treasure. The new father could barely stop himself from imagining all the things he could trade her for, ... | 2 | 0 | 50 | 41,926 |
[WP] The first blue-eyed Child is born in the 8th millenium BCE. | Oh dear. This is my first time doing anything like this so it will suck. Do you guys mind?
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[WP] The first blue-eyed Child is born in the 8th millenium BCE. | She was different.
I had given birth to many before her, like all of us did. Her eyes did did not have the color of the trees around, or the color of the earth below us. Her eyes had the color of the rivers, the water that gives us life. At first, I thought she was blessed. Everyone thought so. However, this blessed t... | 9 | 0 | 50 | 41,928 |
[WP] The first blue-eyed Child is born in the 8th millenium BCE. | C2S | 0 | 0 | 50 | 41,929 |
[WP] The first blue-eyed Child is born in the 8th millenium BCE. | The midwife emerged from the hide tent, wiping blood off of her hands. As the man looked to her, anxious to know what the outcome had been, he heard a wailing emerge from the tent.
Darting up from his seat by the fire, he rushed into the tent. The midwife reached towards him as he passed as though to tell him somethi... | 3 | 0 | 50 | 41,930 |
[WP] The first blue-eyed Child is born in the 8th millenium BCE. | I stood outside, in the snow. My spear, if you could call a sharpened branch such, leant against the side of the small, one-room, poorly constructed mess that had been my brother's family's home for the past forty seasons. Around me my nephews and nieces, numbering eight in total, were sitting on assorted detritus, arr... | 3 | 0 | 50 | 41,931 |
[WP] The first blue-eyed Child is born in the 8th millenium BCE. | An excoriating cry shattered the silence above the black lake, its surface unmoving with bated breath. Waves dulled against stone that rose, powerful and whittled grey, above the depths from where its body took rest. And this obelisk’s natural fervour called to the first-men, a light from the darkness- a vigil of the a... | 2 | 0 | 50 | 41,932 |
[WP] The first blue-eyed Child is born in the 8th millenium BCE. | I walked out from underneath the tent in which was covered with the leaves of the large willow tree, my husband had set me up there. He had left because it was hunting season, he knew that he must be able to provide for me and my new born baby. He returned just in time to see this new, wonderful living being. This baby... | 2 | 0 | 50 | 41,933 |
[WP] The first blue-eyed Child is born in the 8th millenium BCE. | “This…is not my child. This…this is a monster. This…is some creature. This is not my child. This is not my child.”
The child squirmed against its mother’s breast, as the sharpened rock sheared through the blood red cord. Shriveled up against itself, its arms tucked into its own chest, its legs bent in so that you coul... | 13 | 0 | 50 | 41,934 |
[WP] The first blue-eyed Child is born in the 8th millenium BCE. | Höyk lifted his club out of the new orifice he had created in the other man's skull. The sharp smell of human blood mixed with the smell of animal fat on the fire.
Höyk had been scouting for his family when he came across the wounded man in the night. The man was dead before he noticed Höyk sneaking up on him. It had... | 1 | 0 | 50 | 41,935 |
[WP] The first blue-eyed Child is born in the 8th millenium BCE. | "*Is he blind? ... Is everything else normal? ... I have seen wolves with that eye color, they can see alright*". She thought of this, still in pain, her eyes fixed on the little creature. A big white moon shed enough light to see the boy's eyes.
The Mother hugged the baby, fear lighted her insides almost physically.... | 2 | 0 | 50 | 41,936 |
[WP] Write me a story that ends with, "Finally, I was free." | I know this isn't an extraordinary story,it's more extra ordinary.But for me it a story of salvation.I lived with my parents in a house that wasn't mine ,going to a college that I hated which I paid with money that didn't belong to me.I never asked for much,didn't need much.When someone would ask me what I wanted to d... | 1 | 0 | 8 | 41,937 |
[WP] Write me a story that ends with, "Finally, I was free." | I stood there for awhile, not even hearing the shouts. The wind on my face and the warmth of the sun on my skin was incredible in that moment. I closed my eyes and smiled. I let go of the railing and started to tip forward. When I felt past the point of no return I opened my eyes and stared down at the water below. The... | 1 | 0 | 8 | 41,938 |
[WP] Write me a story that ends with, "Finally, I was free." | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 8 | 41,939 |
[WP] Write me a story that ends with, "Finally, I was free." | I sat there with my peers as we were ready to engage. We sat their motionless, waiting for our turn. The sun kept us heated just enough to keep us swimming in our own filth. No one said a word. Occasionally, I'd see some of my peers get scooped up and taken away, never to be seen again. I never knew what happened ... | 1 | 0 | 8 | 41,940 |
[WP] Write me a story that ends with, "Finally, I was free." | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 8 | 41,941 |
[WP] Write me a story that ends with, "Finally, I was free." | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 8 | 41,942 |
[WP] Write me a story that ends with, "Finally, I was free." | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 8 | 41,943 |
[WP] Write me a story that ends with, "Finally, I was free." | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 8 | 41,944 |
[WP] Write me a story that ends with, "Finally, I was free." | I found it.
I found the place that was taken from me, a place I before could only visit in the cloudy world of my dreams. I stood in the middle of a valley. Rolling hills sounded me. The tall grass looked like an ocean in the gentle breeze. A far off a lone tree resides.
I looked up, dark clouds were forming. I di... | 1 | 0 | 8 | 41,945 |
[WP] Write me a story that ends with, "Finally, I was free." | March. That's what month it was, right? I couldn't really remember anymore. I'd lost track of the days ever since he passed away. It had only been a few months, so everyone expected me to grieve, but they hadn't expected me to turn into a complete recluse. I was living off of the money we had saved up to buy a new hous... | 1 | 0 | 8 | 41,946 |
[WP] Write me a story that ends with, "Finally, I was free." | I wrote the story and got the sweet karma; finally, I was free. | 1 | 0 | 8 | 41,947 |
[WP] Write me a story that ends with, "Finally, I was free." | Eve ate from the Tree of Knowledge, and she thought, clear as water, "Finally, I am free." | 1 | 0 | 8 | 41,948 |
[WP] Write me a story that ends with, "Finally, I was free." | Ever since that day, I knew I had to find him. After she told me about "Gary" , I knew something was wrong. Her description was way too specific, especially about his address. And thanks to the wonders of modern technology, I tracked this pathetic excuse of a human down.
Francis Welker, 37, tall and skinny, long grea... | 1 | 0 | 8 | 41,949 |
[WP] Write me a story that ends with, "Finally, I was free." | Startled, I awoke a fawn in the blinding daylight erupting from my only window, curtains left carelessly open the night before. As the dreaming sea faded away, memories and lifetimes were lost to me. The more I clung to them, the more they slipped away. I remembered the life that was real to me and was sadly disappoint... | 1 | 0 | 8 | 41,950 |
[WP] Write me a story that ends with, "Finally, I was free." | [You're prompt inspired me to write something very dear and personal to me!](http://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/25hfrm/pi_finally_i_was_free_this_is_my_true_story_of_a/) You couldn't possibly know or perhaps even intended to but your post played a huge role in actually helping set me free. Thank you! | 1 | 0 | 8 | 41,951 |
[WP] The last man on Earth sits in a room. There's a knock on the door. | Flipping through pages of a book written in times long past, Mikhail studied what would become the relics of this once great planet with a curious mixture of boredom and fascination.
He never quite felt himself to be the intellectual, certainly not compared to his peers; they were all accomplished in whatever field t... | 4 | 0 | 1 | 41,952 |
[WP] The last man on Earth sits in a room. There's a knock on the door. | *Knock knock.*
Wh-....what is that? Where am I? I don't re-
The door flies open. Two silhouettes occupy the doorway. The light behind them shines too brightly for me to make out any features about my captors. Are they my captors? Did I come here voluntarily? I don't even remember leaving my house this morning....
"H... | 2 | 0 | 1 | 41,953 |
[WP] The last man on Earth sits in a room. There's a knock on the door. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 1 | 41,954 |
[WP] The last man on Earth sits in a room. There's a knock on the door. | It turned out to be Jehova's witnesses. | 2 | 0 | 1 | 41,955 |
[IP] Like a lightning bolt... | I came in like a lightning bolt....
Now i can't get the stupid song out of my head :/ | 1 | 0 | 4 | 41,956 |
[WP] "Copy me." | This sounds more developed than a writing prompt. You have a beginning, middle, and an end.
This is a story without details. Please reword, leaving something for others to work with.
Thank you. | 1 | 0 | 1 | 41,957 |
[WP] "Copy me." | Man becomes a serial killer who chooses his targets at random all over the world. The victims are killed quickly and efficiently regardless of the time of day when found alone and away from surveillance. No attempt is made to kidnap or torture and the victim is left where the murder happened. All that is left behind is... | 1 | 0 | 1 | 41,958 |
[WP] a new energy is discovered, called "Sorrow". This energy can only be harvested from dead bodies, and the amount of sorrow produced is based on how well liked the person was in life | Dr.Martin report to room A162 for patient check-up.
I can't believe this is what Earth has come to do for energy. Reaping the energy from inside our own kind to fuel our greedy, selfish needs.
"Another one Annice? That's the 20th one this morning!" "I just say what the big man tells me to." Replied Annice with a sigh... | 5 | 0 | 8 | 41,959 |
[WP] a new energy is discovered, called "Sorrow". This energy can only be harvested from dead bodies, and the amount of sorrow produced is based on how well liked the person was in life | All throughout the end of my life I have lived to make people like me. All since the discovery of Sorrow as an energy. Everyone has an amount of sorrow that varies as they go throughout their life, making new friends and new enemies. This is all I have done for the last 10 years of my life. Gone back and re-wrote the ... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 41,960 |
[WP] a new energy is discovered, called "Sorrow". This energy can only be harvested from dead bodies, and the amount of sorrow produced is based on how well liked the person was in life | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 8 | 41,961 |
[WP] A soldier's worst nightmare given shape during the most violent of battles. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 4 | 41,962 |
[WP] A soldier's worst nightmare given shape during the most violent of battles. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 4 | 41,963 |
[WP] An anarchist and a politician are trapped in an elevator | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 4 | 41,964 |
[WP] You wake up tomorrow morning and realize that you have been in a coma for 15 years. | “Saturday.” The words I exhaled came out of my mouth faster than Saturday always ends. My internal clock had been so innately tuned that I was waking up regularly at the same time, regardless of the hour of which I managed to slip off to dreamland. I was actually impressed with my body’s ability to adjust accordingly. ... | 4 | 0 | 4 | 41,965 |
[WP] You wake up tomorrow morning and realize that you have been in a coma for 15 years. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 4 | 41,966 |
[WP] You wake up tomorrow morning and realize that you have been in a coma for 15 years. | The hum of electronics was the first thing Leo heard around him. His body felt sore. The last thing he could remember was going out to a party with his friends for his 20th birthday. It was all fuzzy, though, and he couldn’t figure out how he’d gotten here. He figured he must have passed out or something.
Leo slowly o... | 3 | 0 | 4 | 41,967 |
[WP] What's your [totally fictional] secret that could liter[ar]ily ruin your life if it came out? | There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about her. The smell of her hair, the soft skin of her hands, her lips on mine, but the detail that sticks with me most is the look of peace on her face as she lay in her coffin. The worst part was that no one knows that I put her there. We had been dating for a year an... | 1 | 0 | 7 | 41,968 |
[WP] Two "teenage" aliens playing a long game of inspiring the creation of religions to see which of them can cause the most absurd reaction from humans. | "Alright, alright, I'll try one"
"Great! It's a lot of fun. Me and L13920 have been up here for years. She started this great one with a bull on that tiny island there..."
"Oh that's nothing, K149 here won't admit it, but he got a few of them to eat each other"
"Did you?"
"Yes. I didn't even have to push them too much.... | 5 | 0 | 6 | 41,969 |
[WP] Two "teenage" aliens playing a long game of inspiring the creation of religions to see which of them can cause the most absurd reaction from humans. | "Dude, wtf? Kids again?"
"What? Aww shit. Why do they keep doing that?"
"Seriously. First that John Smith guy leads to that shoot out, and now this. And what is with the Scientology crap?"
"Hey, fuck you. I didn't say shit when that red guy started torturing all those peeps on the other continent. Or all those wars ... | 4 | 0 | 6 | 41,970 |
[WP] Two "teenage" aliens playing a long game of inspiring the creation of religions to see which of them can cause the most absurd reaction from humans. | The door bursts open, and *[UNSPEAKABLE WHISPERS]* bursts in.
"Eat your heart out!"
*[GUTTURAL SCREAMING]* locks eyes with him. He has a smirk of victory. Dropping her lunch, she storms off the sofa to look at Earth. There's just this tiny little fabric in around the solar system hiding them from the earthlings. Sur... | 2 | 0 | 6 | 41,971 |
[WP] Reddit is taken down by the government. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 7 | 41,972 |
[WP] Reddit is taken down by the government. | The door opened. /r/technology looked up from his booth at the diner. He carefully watched as a family of four made their way to the counter. He looked back down, breathing a sigh of relief. Ever since the NSA had taken a hit out on the defaults, subs had been taken down left and right. Luckily he had gotten his defaul... | 3 | 0 | 7 | 41,973 |
[OT] I wrote my senior paper on journalism ethics. Where is a subreddit I could post it to that people would be interested in reading it? | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 5 | 41,974 |
[OT] I wrote my senior paper on journalism ethics. Where is a subreddit I could post it to that people would be interested in reading it? | https://docs.google.com/document/d/17VGbI9TXI_-APycVLjnhBbCuMfQoYot3WTgA90Ic1dM/pub
For now this link is the best I can as this subreddit doesn't allow you to publish links, just text posts. I will try to find a better subreddit to make a more official post later. Hope you enjoy it! Let me know what you think. | 1 | 0 | 5 | 41,975 |
[WP] "Copy me." | **CHAPTER ONE**
**$115**
"I can't talk now," Barlow whispered into the phone.
"Tomorrow," came the voice on the other end. "Ira's Cafe. Noon."
"See you then." Click. Barlow stared at the carpet for a while. He'd had his wife followed for weeks, and this was the first time the private dick had something to report.
... | 7 | 0 | 18 | 41,976 |
[WP] "Copy me." | It was simple thought. The game that I created. A game that turned into a business. It was an off thought that came to me one evening while on a date. I had realized that there were a number of risks associated with these "dates", namely the fact that killing people is illegal and has many consequences. Just a plain wh... | 4 | 0 | 18 | 41,977 |
[WP] "Copy me." | "Copy me" was all the card read.
I didn't know who it came from. I didn't even know what it meant, but as I drove home from work that night I felt I finally understood.
There had been a gruesome string of murders that week, similar killings arising all over the city. They were growing closer and closer to me, the c... | 1 | 0 | 18 | 41,978 |
[WP] Man tries experimental hallucinogenic in college. Realizes upon his death that he has lived a false life and is trapped in an infinite time loop. | I emerged from the lightest of sleeps I have had since I left home. My family is relying on me to get through college since I would be the first to do so and they have sacrificed everything just to pay the tuition for my first semester. If I don't acquire some scholarships in the next few months I am sure to not be on ... | 4 | 0 | 19 | 41,979 |
[WP] Man tries experimental hallucinogenic in college. Realizes upon his death that he has lived a false life and is trapped in an infinite time loop. | I woke up to the sound of birds.
I shuffled into the kitchen. The morning sun shone through the plate glass window over the sink and brought me into consciousness.
"Weird dream..", I mumbled and sat down at the table.
I felt the confusion wash away and I began to almost forget the sequence of events that lead to ... | 5 | 0 | 19 | 41,980 |
[WP] A story worthy of /r/bestof without a twist ending. | It’s not the magazine I’m selling, it’s the experience: your chance to remind yourself of your good fortune, by reaching out to someone who’s not had your luck. There’s always that slight hesitation, like you’re petting a dog you don’t know. But you’re pleased with yourself for your generosity, and your lack of preju... | 1 | 0 | 6 | 41,981 |
[WP] Describe a break up between a man and a woman in which one speaks only in metaphors and the other speaks only in similes. | "John...my glass is half empty."
I looked at her, then back down at my plate.
"You were always like this. Just like the final blow that puts out the flame," I mumbled.
"John...our stars just haven't aligned. Surely you understand." She began to get nervous. Some of the other people in the restaurant were looking at... | 33 | 0 | 29 | 41,982 |
[WP] Describe a break up between a man and a woman in which one speaks only in metaphors and the other speaks only in similes. | "You're a bitch."
Jack's lip curled around the last word like he'd taken it as a shot, but didn't like the way it burned. Jessica smiled, and it was almost apologetic.
"Jack, we're...It's just that...we're like...when I was growing up on the farm back in Nebraska, I would do these chores, right? I would milk the ... | 10 | 0 | 29 | 41,983 |
[WP] Describe a break up between a man and a woman in which one speaks only in metaphors and the other speaks only in similes. | “Before you, Bella, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars, points of light and reason. ...And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went ... | 4 | 0 | 29 | 41,984 |
[WP] Describe a break up between a man and a woman in which one speaks only in metaphors and the other speaks only in similes. | "Derek! Derek! Stop it! All you ever do is stonewall when I attempt to talk. You are, without a doubt, the extinguisher to my flame, the black hole to my star!"
I remember clearly, more clearly than anything in my life. The stress that woman caused me when she was angry. More than anything, I remember the hyperbolic g... | 3 | 0 | 29 | 41,985 |
[WP] Describe a break up between a man and a woman in which one speaks only in metaphors and the other speaks only in similes. | "You are a fucking pig!" she yelled as if the words weren't enough to pierce him. Bethany stormed out of the kitchen towards the bedroom.
Paul remained, head down, staring at the chipped tile two foot in front of him.
"She came onto me like a tornado. I was as shocked as I have ever been, believe me." he said.
Hi... | 1 | 0 | 29 | 41,986 |
[WP] Describe a break up between a man and a woman in which one speaks only in metaphors and the other speaks only in similes. | "You snake. You fucking reptile."
"It’s not like I’m a murderer or a rapist. No need to talk like you were raised on a farm."
"You slimy, cold-blooded toad. Pond scum."
"I had to pay them back. Don’t you watch TV? These guys are described like sharks for a reason. They’ll pick me—us—to the bone."
"You’re si... | 2 | 0 | 29 | 41,987 |
[WP] Describe a break up between a man and a woman in which one speaks only in metaphors and the other speaks only in similes. | "I've being trying to be positive," she said. I always hated it when she got like this. She always spoke in metaphors, leaving me to piece together her figures of speech.
"But babe, we can't live our lives like this. Like two strangers who just happen to live in the same house." That's the way it's been for us for the... | 1 | 0 | 29 | 41,988 |
[WP] Describe a break up between a man and a woman in which one speaks only in metaphors and the other speaks only in similes. | All of these are fantastic! | 1 | 0 | 29 | 41,989 |
[IP] The Archer's Showdown.- Write A Story From This Cool Painting I Found. | 3 cups of berries and a bow and arrow, these are the only items in my inventory. I have been on this island for weeks and this was all I managed to acquire. The bow and arrow was from my ship and I would never let it go, it is my lifeline and has saved my life more than once. The berries were native to the island and, ... | 3 | 0 | 8 | 41,990 |
[IP] The Archer's Showdown.- Write A Story From This Cool Painting I Found. | I knocked my first arrow and drew, not thinking about the mess becoming about me, from pure fear. The beast lunged and I loosed, my true aim finding the place where my quarry's heart would have been and stopped the grey thing in its tracks. It pulled its ugly head to its chest and shrieked, though to look at it, I woul... | 1 | 0 | 8 | 41,991 |
[WP] A dying man's last words "Sic Semper Tyrannis. Was I really that bad?" | When Gustav felt the blade piercing just below his shoulder blades his first reaction was amusement. The assassins stepped back, all seven of them, not one daring to take the knife out and finish the job when they saw he was still standing. He saw it in their eyes, the fear, and the accusations, and then something else... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 41,992 |
[WP] A dying man's last words "Sic Semper Tyrannis. Was I really that bad?" | "Sic Semper Tyrannis? Was I really that bad?" He tried to say it loud enough for the auditorium to hear. He figured that history remembering him as laughing in the face of death might inspire the nation.
Sadly he couldn't get it out as more than a whisper. Even Mary didn't seem to have heard him. He'd told the man who... | 3 | 0 | 3 | 41,993 |
[WP] A beetle is just walking around, living his normal life, when suddenly he falls and lands on his back. He cannot get up, and he ponders upon the fact that he is likely to die because of it. | I woke up and stretched my tiny arms as the morning dew drifted through the air and through the dirt I was sleeping in. It felt so fresh and I can't imagine waking up any other way. It is so peaceful to be around nature; moving away from the concrete jungle to this one was the best decision of my life.
I continued to... | 6 | 0 | 11 | 41,994 |
[WP] A beetle is just walking around, living his normal life, when suddenly he falls and lands on his back. He cannot get up, and he ponders upon the fact that he is likely to die because of it. | It's never good to be trapped. To just lay there, unable to move no matter what you did. It wasn't like I was a idiot, I had been careful. But one small mistake and it was over. The sky above me, pavement bellow. I sighed, and felt overwhelming sense of bitterness come over me. Was this it? Was this truly the end of Jo... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 41,995 |
[WP] A beetle is just walking around, living his normal life, when suddenly he falls and lands on his back. He cannot get up, and he ponders upon the fact that he is likely to die because of it. | ASIDE: Have you ever read [Metamorphosis](http://www.gutenberg.org/files/5200/5200-h/5200-h.htm) by Franz Kafka? | 2 | 0 | 11 | 41,996 |
[WP] A UN Weapons Inspector visits a secluded third world dictatorship in search of Atomic Weapons. He finds that the country is really a Utopia | [deleted] | -1 | 0 | 64 | 41,997 |
[WP] A UN Weapons Inspector visits a secluded third world dictatorship in search of Atomic Weapons. He finds that the country is really a Utopia | He squints his eyes and holds a hand above his head, shielding the ridiculously bright sun until it comes into focus: paradise. It can only be described as such, thick vegetation in a circular rim surrounding a gleaming city stretching up to the heavens. Spires twisted up out of the concrete miles below - rectangles, s... | 12 | 0 | 64 | 41,998 |
[WP] A UN Weapons Inspector visits a secluded third world dictatorship in search of Atomic Weapons. He finds that the country is really a Utopia | After four hours of driving over rough hilly terrain, I finally see the Mirakistan border. A ten-foot high concrete wall conceals this tiny land-locked country. I stop the Humvee at the guard station. A young sandy-blonde soldier asks for my identification. I hand over my US passport, my UN credentials, and the UN ... | 8 | 0 | 64 | 41,999 |
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