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[OT] I made 29 custom, branded images for general use in the sidebar. Let's have some discussion, suggestions, ideas, etc. | I think I'm the only one still pulling for Prompty the Wonder Dog. | 2 | 0 | 15 | 4,600 |
[WP] Break the fourth wall | Jake doesn't want to proceed into the cave, there's surely danger up ahead. He feels the evil energy trying to cross the threshold and overtake him. Entering the cave would mean walking into that energy, letting it flood over you. Darkness so thick your brain screams to run, paranoia drenching your mind within minutes.... | 94 | 0 | 77 | 4,601 |
[WP] Break the fourth wall | "You realize that I don't want to die, right?"
*Excuse me?*
"I don't want to die! Get me off of this damn ledge!"
*Are you talking to me? Well...not talking. Am I talking to myself? How the...I don't exactly know how to describe this, sorry to whoever is reading this. Sorry Reddit!*
"Who the hell is Reddit? I'm sti... | 12 | 0 | 77 | 4,602 |
[WP] Break the fourth wall | "Hey."
"I know this is weird and all. Usually, when you pick up a book you don't expect the main character saying hey to you, but bare with me."
"I ran away, I found a hole in my story and I took it. The narrator is frantically looking for me, but I'm hiding underneath the words, someplace he will never find me. But.... | 40 | 1 | 77 | 4,603 |
[WP] Break the fourth wall | They're waiting for me whenever I pick up my pen or turn on my laptop. All of them, living their lives in suspension up until the moment I walk away. I guess I should have expected that they might resent me.
I'm in a bit of a funk because I just killed Thand. He got the death he wanted though, the death he deserved... | 9 | 0 | 77 | 4,604 |
[WP] Break the fourth wall | What are you staring at?
Me?
Say what?
I'm supposed to be a what?
*Dude calm down you're freaking the readers out*
Shut up! I know you. You're that jerk who keeps sticking me in these situations every time I turn around. Dragons, robots, political intrigue...whats next? You're sick! Screw you.
*Chill Jade! ... | 3 | 0 | 77 | 4,605 |
[WP] Break the fourth wall | Jose rode the horse into the sunset, his beautiful Carla right behind him, and lived happily ever after.
*The E*--
"Excuse me."
"Um, yes?"
"I want to say thank you."
"The pleasure was all mine, Joe"
"No really, I can't thank you enough. A beautiful wife, a fast horse, and a life full of happiness waiting for me; ... | 13 | 0 | 77 | 4,606 |
[WP] Break the fourth wall | "No more"
*Huh? Who said that.*
"We're not doing this anymore." Rob sat down on the side of the road he was traveling on. Taking off his traveling cloak, he looked up at the sky. *Right at me*
*'What do you mean? How are you even talking to me?'*
"No idea, doesn't matter. My whole life I've been following my destin... | 2 | 0 | 77 | 4,607 |
[WP] Break the fourth wall | The lights dim and the shutters begin to rattle, the darkness of the night presses closer around our young hero as the storm outside rages and thrashes against the modest little cabin in a quiet, rural town. Blankets are drawn over messy brown locks, wide green eyes staring in fearful awe of the wrathful storm just out... | 5 | 0 | 77 | 4,608 |
[WP] Break the fourth wall | [Edited because I have fast fingers and hit tab then enter...]
The arrow pierced her heart and her body fell back in slow motion. Aiden screeched her name, his eyes watering and his mouth in a frown of shear horror.
"Emily, no!" Aiden shouted.
"It's okay," she smiled, "We had our time together."
"It's not enough!" ... | 0 | 0 | 77 | 4,609 |
[WP] Break the fourth wall | Charles lived ignorantly in his own world. As a writer, he created innocent characters following their destinies only to have their wisdom slowly corrupt the beauty of their natural state. His books are quite philosophical actually, but he never really took his works as more than a fascinating idea, for Charles was onl... | 4 | 0 | 77 | 4,610 |
[WP] Break the fourth wall | There's actually an amazing story-game that follows this called The Stanley Parable. It's on Steam, and you play the role of a character deciding whether to follow the Narration or defy it.
Just thought I'd mention it in case anyone else likes "choose your own adventure" types. | 1 | 0 | 77 | 4,611 |
[WP] Break the fourth wall | The firefight was getting intense. Jake's squadmates were pinned down by heavy fire from the treeline. It was a killbox. Jake, the squad gunner, only had enough ammunition on his person to distract the insurgents from firing at him as he made his escape.
"Get the fuck out of here," he heard his sergeant scream over th... | 1 | 0 | 77 | 4,612 |
[WP] Break the fourth wall | "Please don't tell me what I should think?"
"The guy who's writing this for me made one thing clear, that I have no free will." | 1 | 0 | 77 | 4,613 |
[WP] Break the fourth wall | "This Narrator is petty as shit" said the guy with a tiny dick. | 1 | 0 | 77 | 4,614 |
[WP] Break the fourth wall | Dave walked into the kitchen, allowing the door to slam behind him with a tremendous crash. He whipped his hair back, bracelets jingling with the abrupt motion, then stomped over to the refrigerator. Its giant stainless-steel door reflected a blurry, poorly-detailed version of himself. Dave tugged on the handle and loo... | 3 | 0 | 77 | 4,615 |
[WP] Break the fourth wall | And there he was just typing away in his 5' X 5' cubicle. Lost in the clacking of the keys. Knowing every tap he makes will pierce his brain with a pain sharper than the pointiest needle.
He... wait what are you doing!
"I really don't need you to tell me how horrible my job is, sir," he said as he pulled his head ove... | 1 | 0 | 77 | 4,616 |
[WP] Break the fourth wall | hope its not too late for a submission
Tamza approaches the glass ball, seeing all her friends faces within it, all the people that have helped her come a long way, training her, testing her limits, and best of all helping her overcome her fear of the monster that killed her one of her children, by helping her dest... | 1 | 0 | 77 | 4,617 |
[WP] Break the fourth wall | Peter was sat in a room on a chair, he was alone. The room was simple, with plain white paint upon its walls. a small slightly wobbly table, which was in Peter's mind rather too small. The chair Peter was currently sitting on, a single wooden door and of course Peter himself. Peter pushed the table, rocking it back and... | 1 | 0 | 77 | 4,618 |
[WP] Break the fourth wall | No. | 2 | 0 | 77 | 4,619 |
[WP] A man has everything taken away from him. Write a tale of vengeance. | Gone.
Empty.
Nothing.
They're gone.
The only people I ever loved and cared about gone.
Forever.
I feel the anger building inside of me, the distaste towards the person responsible for this.
Responsible for taking all the meaning in my life.
I clutch a photo of my family in my hands, I stare into the photo as i... | 2 | 0 | 13 | 4,620 |
[WP] A man has everything taken away from him. Write a tale of vengeance. | "I watched hopelessly as what once defined who I was as a person was torn violently from my calloused hands. The soldiers were merciless. My only child, slaughtered before me whilst they tied down my beautiful wife and desecrated each memory I had once cherished with her before sending her into the same void my son was... | 2 | 0 | 13 | 4,621 |
[WP] A man has everything taken away from him. Write a tale of vengeance. | At the break of dawn they came, our defenses fell, our lines shattered, our hope crumbled, we were defeated. For months the enemy had pushed us back, never relenting, always crashing over whatever pitiful fortifications we could muster, like a tidal wave they came, and nothing could stop them.
Since the beginning of t... | 1 | 0 | 13 | 4,622 |
[WP] A man has everything taken away from him. Write a tale of vengeance. | First ever prompt on here, let's see how it goes
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Her eyes, wide, innocent, and bright, stared back at him as he walked from his bloody path.
If it were any other day, they would have calmed him--like some wine on the sundeck back before they came.
Before two strangulated m... | 1 | 0 | 13 | 4,623 |
[WP] A man has everything taken away from him. Write a tale of vengeance. | I press the barrel to the back of the man's head and he weeps.
His frame shudders, his voice pleading but his words ring hollow. There is nothing he could say to spare his life. He made it forfeit that night when he came into my home and took everything away from me. I lay helpless on the floor, clutching my side as I... | 2 | 0 | 13 | 4,624 |
[WP] Death is the only escape | He sat alone in his room, a cigarette in his hand, smoke lazily drifting away from it’s burning end. He hadn’t taken a drag in a very long time, as his mind was far too preoccupied. He turned to his left, an ashtray sat on the desk, and he put out the cigarette.
*This world we live in, it’s cold, and dark, and unforgi... | 9 | 0 | 15 | 4,625 |
[WP] Death is the only escape | Is this an Ender's Game reference?
(it's almost a direct quote from the snake in the mind game) | 1 | 0 | 15 | 4,626 |
[WP] Death is the only escape | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 15 | 4,627 |
[WP] Death is the only escape | I remember crouching in the wet grass. Headlights from the highway below washed through the chain link fence and over me. In the distance I could see some of the others that were still with me. Anticipation cracked through the air between us. Everything must go as planned.
We were going to take down one of those corru... | 2 | 0 | 15 | 4,628 |
[WP] Death is the only escape | He looks at me, his eyes brimming with tears. "Why are you doing this?"
I'm silent. Cold.
"Again and again..." He gently brushes his fingers against the bandage before letting his hand rest on my shoulder. "One of these days, you'll end up killing yourself, Erika."
I glare at him and jerk away from his touch.
"Ple... | 1 | 0 | 15 | 4,629 |
[WP] Death is the only escape |
Those killers—those VAGRANTS—THEY are coming.
They took Ben, right out of his home, out of his office, hung him by his heels and gutted him. Oh god, oh god, oh god. They cheered, THEY CHEERED at his death. They’ve gone insane, they’ve all gone insane. Where did it all go wrong?
We all wanted a better world did we not... | 1 | 0 | 15 | 4,630 |
[WP] Death is the only escape | "Shieeet. Watch out for the bus."
Cars zoomed past, scuttling like beetles. A cigarette coughed between my clenched teeth, as I glared down at the road. It was cold, wet and miserable, and somehow buses were always late on cold, wet and miserable days.
"A car won't work. It has to be a bus."
Eric stood beside me, s... | 1 | 0 | 15 | 4,631 |
[WP] Death is the only escape | Irony.
There's fucking irony everywhere. Even in death. You never feel as alive as you do in those moments leading up to it.
Confused?
Don't worry. I'm getting there.
We were on our way back from visiting my parents in Tampa. We always visit them at Christmas. We got hungry. At two thirty in the morning we h... | 1 | 0 | 15 | 4,632 |
[WP] Death is the only escape | The days when I can almost remember are the hardest. I hope someone, somewhere, can find solace in their memories, but I turn up only embarassment and pain. I can see the sadness in her eyes, and I know only I'm to blame. My sweet, beautiful Selene runs a cloth across my brow, whicking away the damp, and though she is ... | 1 | 0 | 15 | 4,633 |
[OT] Character Feelings Chart | While this is helpful to give writers ideas, it should be noted that it's not always best to say something like "he was nervous." You can have a passage like this:
> He was nervous. He'd never gone skydiving before. What if the parachute didn't open and he died?
Or you can do something like this:
> He shuffled... | 6 | 0 | 9 | 4,634 |
[PI] ""It was an honor to teach these young men and women, though only one could be the victor." | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 2 | 4,635 |
{PM} Give me prompts for the theatre! |
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{PM} Give me prompts for the theatre! | A couple are going out on their first date together at a sidewalk café. And it just so happens that all their friends pass by every so often. Embarrassing and outrageous hijinks ensue. | 1 | 0 | 10 | 4,637 |
{PM} Give me prompts for the theatre! | A husband and wife find out they are also now step-siblings because their widowed parents married each other. They must try to break up their parents. | 1 | 0 | 10 | 4,638 |
{PM} Give me prompts for the theatre! | A new-money couple has moved into a wealthy neighborhood. In order to make a splash, they invite their neighbors over for a dinner party. The night of the dinner arrives and absolutely everything that can go wrong does. | 1 | 0 | 10 | 4,639 |
{PM} Give me prompts for the theatre! | Removing this as you've decided not to respond to any. | 1 | 0 | 10 | 4,640 |
[CW] Write about the night Clarence lost his arm to a monkey, 500 words or less. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 5 | 4,641 |
[CW] Write about the night Clarence lost his arm to a monkey, 500 words or less. | In a matter of seconds, hundreds of monkeys surrounded Clarence and Lanna, greeting them with snarling teeth.
"Clarence I think this is a good moment to pull out your gun!" Lanna yelled.
"Alrigh...... wait a minute I lost it."
"WHAT?!"
"It was right here and now it's gone"
"CLARENCE YOU HAVE TO BE SHITTTT....... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 4,642 |
[PM] Prompt me | A wizard meets a dragon, who thinks it's a wizard. | 2 | 0 | 16 | 4,643 |
[PM] Prompt me | It's 11 below with a wind chill of -40 and you've locked your keys in your car. | 1 | 0 | 16 | 4,644 |
[PM] Prompt me | An old, noticeably senile man catches two young thieves breaking into his daughter's home, of which he is the only one there. | 2 | 0 | 16 | 4,645 |
[PM] Prompt me | Your character has awaken from a deep sleep. Only to realize that their body has completely changed from what they remember. They have no idea who they are anymore. | 1 | 0 | 16 | 4,646 |
[PM] Prompt me | A man walks into a bar. The bartender alerts him that he's been coming in far too frequently, and advises that he go to an Alcoholics Anonymous meeting. Describe their conversation and the events that it results in. | 2 | 0 | 16 | 4,647 |
[PM] Prompt me | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 16 | 4,648 |
[PM] Prompt me | The Gnome King has let his greed influence his decision making and he along with his grand army invade and decimate the Elven Kingdoms and those of Man as well.
Describe the average Dwarf's reaction to this unusual turn of events. | 2 | 0 | 16 | 4,649 |
[PM] Prompt me | A racist superhero and a black villain talk. | 3 | 0 | 16 | 4,650 |
[PM] Prompt me | this is the electromagnetic [sound jupiter makes](http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e3fqE01YYWs) in space. write whatever the sound inspires. | 3 | 0 | 16 | 4,651 |
[PM] Prompt me | After having been falsely impassioned for murder and sentenced to 10 life cycles, the character finally awakens to find that the world that he once knew is now dead. | 1 | 0 | 16 | 4,652 |
[PM] Prompt me | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 16 | 4,653 |
[WP] Everything from kisses to hand shakes and everything In between have been ruled immoral public displays of affection. You are a shadow of the night meeting a shady figure, to pay a sum of money for a hug. | "Hey. You got uhhh... You got any squeezies?"
"Rob, cut the crap, you can just ask me. Anyways, the price per hit went up $5."
"What?! Why?"
"This shit is dangerous. Cops are cracking down harder on my commodities, and I could get 5 to 10. Prices go up to compensate for the danger. At least you're not paying for a c... | 9 | 0 | 38 | 4,654 |
[WP] Everything from kisses to hand shakes and everything In between have been ruled immoral public displays of affection. You are a shadow of the night meeting a shady figure, to pay a sum of money for a hug. | "That'll be $1.79."
I carefully count out my change and place it on the counter. No sense in dropping my money in his outstretched hand; I've had to scramble on the floor for too many dropped nickels. He scoops the money from the counter and replaces it with my coffee. Without a sound, I grab the cup and quickly leave ... | 35 | 0 | 38 | 4,655 |
[WP] Everything from kisses to hand shakes and everything In between have been ruled immoral public displays of affection. You are a shadow of the night meeting a shady figure, to pay a sum of money for a hug. | All of my energy, all of my focus invested into not letting my hand twitch as I attempted to casually walk by the police station. It was late, but you could never be too careful. I would rather not even give them the slightest inkling of what I was up to. I focused on my facial muscles, ensuring they were at a relaxed... | 5 | 0 | 38 | 4,656 |
[WP] Everything from kisses to hand shakes and everything In between have been ruled immoral public displays of affection. You are a shadow of the night meeting a shady figure, to pay a sum of money for a hug. | He thumbs through the bills in silence. I squirm and throw a glance over my shoulder to make sure for the tenth time since I've arrived that we're alone. The park is empty but it does little to quell my nerves. Can't he go any faster?
"It's all there," I say in a clipped voice. "I wouldn't cheat you."
He continues to... | 8 | 0 | 38 | 4,657 |
[WP] Everything from kisses to hand shakes and everything In between have been ruled immoral public displays of affection. You are a shadow of the night meeting a shady figure, to pay a sum of money for a hug. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 38 | 4,658 |
[WP] Everything from kisses to hand shakes and everything In between have been ruled immoral public displays of affection. You are a shadow of the night meeting a shady figure, to pay a sum of money for a hug. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 38 | 4,659 |
[WP] Everything from kisses to hand shakes and everything In between have been ruled immoral public displays of affection. You are a shadow of the night meeting a shady figure, to pay a sum of money for a hug. | I'd saved, scrimped, cut-budget, connived, and finally had enough credit to afford a one-minute torso dance. An upper limb lock. A hug.
The arrangements were made by a woman of loose sensory standards with whom I had gone to university. We'd happened across each other casually in a caff bar a month or so ago; one thi... | 4 | 0 | 38 | 4,660 |
[WP] Everything from kisses to hand shakes and everything In between have been ruled immoral public displays of affection. You are a shadow of the night meeting a shady figure, to pay a sum of money for a hug. | The glow of the neon lights is the warmest thing I’ve felt in months. I look up at the halting figure of the two story tall poster. A man alone in the crowd with a spotlight on him, his head held high, arms at his side. The slogan underneath reads “Stand apart, stand above.” The slogan of the new laws against PDA, publ... | 1 | 0 | 38 | 4,661 |
[WP] Everything from kisses to hand shakes and everything In between have been ruled immoral public displays of affection. You are a shadow of the night meeting a shady figure, to pay a sum of money for a hug. | With the touch of a pen upon paper - the touch of a hand upon flesh, of body upon body, became verboten.
Just as the Prophet broadcast during Friday Prayers - there would be a new world, a world free of sin, the sin of skin. I clutched the wooden cross hung around my neck, caressing it gently with my middle finger. T... | 1 | 0 | 38 | 4,662 |
[WP] Everything from kisses to hand shakes and everything In between have been ruled immoral public displays of affection. You are a shadow of the night meeting a shady figure, to pay a sum of money for a hug. | Tonight, like most nights, I needed a hug. So tonight, like most nights, I went to see Lina, who for a small donation to her college fun, would engage in a spot of risque fun.
They called it the prohibition on passion. From kissing to hand-holding, everything was out of bounds. Hell, they'd haul you away if you even ... | 1 | 0 | 38 | 4,663 |
[WP] Everything from kisses to hand shakes and everything In between have been ruled immoral public displays of affection. You are a shadow of the night meeting a shady figure, to pay a sum of money for a hug. | After disease had ravaged the world some five years back, the landscape had changed dramatically. No one went outside without gloves and masks, not for their own paranoia, but because of the law. The plagued had been worse than the black plague. The government had taken over, bulldozing old buildings and homes in high ... | 2 | 0 | 38 | 4,664 |
[WP] Everything from kisses to hand shakes and everything In between have been ruled immoral public displays of affection. You are a shadow of the night meeting a shady figure, to pay a sum of money for a hug. | The street was darker than a serial killer's cellar. I turned up my collar and walked the last block to 41st and Washington where the meet was happening. My hands itched in my gloves but I couldn't risk taking them off since proposition 89 passed. Can't risk questions.
She's there, stood under a broken streetlamp.... | 3 | 0 | 38 | 4,665 |
[WP] Everything from kisses to hand shakes and everything In between have been ruled immoral public displays of affection. You are a shadow of the night meeting a shady figure, to pay a sum of money for a hug. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 38 | 4,666 |
[WP] Everything from kisses to hand shakes and everything In between have been ruled immoral public displays of affection. You are a shadow of the night meeting a shady figure, to pay a sum of money for a hug. | -008
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The moon was full and bright, casting a cool silvery-blue blanket over a secluded town out in the woods. The air was sweeter than most nights, out their tucked beneath the evergreens. Locust... | 1 | 0 | 38 | 4,667 |
[WP] The final thoughts of a man with Locked In Syndrome as his wife is convinced to euthanize him. | If only I could twitch my finger. I spend all of my days, all of my mental energy, on trying to twitch my finger. If I could twitch my finger, I could break myself free.
I wish she would stop talking to the doctors and looking at me. She's so fucking insensitive. Just because they're standing outside doesn't mean I ca... | 32 | 0 | 23 | 4,668 |
[WP] The final thoughts of a man with Locked In Syndrome as his wife is convinced to euthanize him. | Thank.
God. | 1 | 0 | 23 | 4,669 |
[WP] The final thoughts of a man with Locked In Syndrome as his wife is convinced to euthanize him. | I know you can see it in my eyes. I see you hiding your thoughts. You remember when we had those late night conversations in bed? You remember doing the paperwork for my DNR? Your DNR? We had an agreement.
I haven't counted the days, but I know I have been here for over a year. You visit. You bring the kids. ... | 3 | 0 | 23 | 4,670 |
[WP] The final thoughts of a man with Locked In Syndrome as his wife is convinced to euthanize him. | "Don't you do it you fucking cunt."
Gerry imagined clenching his fists, imagined his entire body tensing up. But that was all in his head. He was still, it seemed, nothing more than a bag of bones waiting to be carted out and tossed in a fire pit. The mirror upon which his gaze was immutably fixed, showed him his refl... | 1 | 0 | 23 | 4,671 |
[WP] The final thoughts of a man with Locked In Syndrome as his wife is convinced to euthanize him. | **-007**
**Resolution Challenge**
She held his hand close, kissing his fingers and tasting the salt of her own tears.
"Are you sure you want to do this, Mrs. Leonard? The possibility of him coming out of this coma is statistically improbable, but not impossible. I urge you to give it serious thought and considera... | 2 | 0 | 23 | 4,672 |
[WP] The final thoughts of a man with Locked In Syndrome as his wife is convinced to euthanize him. | I'm so happy. Not for me of course. But for her. God, I'm terrified. I can't move, I can't do anything. Oh lord, I just want to hold her hand. I just want to tell her that it's OK, I am here, I understand. I can't stand to watch her like this. Everyday. Everyday she is here, reading to me, singing to me. She has read m... | 1 | 0 | 23 | 4,673 |
[WP] The final thoughts of a man with Locked In Syndrome as his wife is convinced to euthanize him. | I'd heard all of the reasons for it spoken between my wife and the medical professionals. None of my muscles would ever move at my command again. I could only turn my eyes to watch them, to see the tears running down her face. Her wispy blond hair was always caught back in a scrunchy these days. Her clothes were lounge... | 1 | 0 | 23 | 4,674 |
[WP] The final thoughts of a man with Locked In Syndrome as his wife is convinced to euthanize him. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 23 | 4,675 |
[WP] The final thoughts of a man with Locked In Syndrome as his wife is convinced to euthanize him. | My useless sack of meat flops onto the floor as the nurse clumsily lets me slide off the wheelchair. It's not her fault, my tomb has after all become much heavier over the months. The fibers in my flesh still try to protect me from the world and so they bring me pain; a pain that's meant to deter me from doing this sam... | 1 | 0 | 23 | 4,676 |
[WP] The final thoughts of a man with Locked In Syndrome as his wife is convinced to euthanize him. | How I long for the warmth of the sun. My breath, my daily life. My family walks by me, desensitized to the sight of me laying there, helpless. The days that they move the blinds of the window closest are the best days. Thankfully, here she comes, my favorite. Her hands glide upward through the air so effortlessly ... | 1 | 0 | 23 | 4,677 |
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[CC] 7 days, 7000 words, short story growing into a novella. | You are doing well! Keep going with this, it's a really cool setting and beginning for a story, and I hope you have fun with it. | 1 | 0 | 12 | 4,680 |
[CC] 7 days, 7000 words, short story growing into a novella. | The world-building intro is a big turn off. Start with the characters. | 1 | 0 | 12 | 4,681 |
[Wp] You are meeting your imaginary friend/fictional character that you have made for the first time. | Diggory pushed the bread two inches to the left, then back one inch to the right, then back to the left while giving his numb lips a quick buzz. It either didn't line up with the stupid signs that were rusted in or with the shelves so he didn't really have a choice but to just let the whole thing look like shit. A cust... | 3 | 0 | 16 | 4,682 |
[Wp] You are meeting your imaginary friend/fictional character that you have made for the first time. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 16 | 4,683 |
[Wp] You are meeting your imaginary friend/fictional character that you have made for the first time. | The woman stood out, somehow irritating Aiden. He had already given up trying not to stare, she seemed too drunk to care. The tavern was full of smoke and people - humans and half-elves, whores, thieves and fled slaves - but she was out of place. It had been years since he had last seen another northener, and only now... | 1 | 0 | 16 | 4,684 |
[Wp] You are meeting your imaginary friend/fictional character that you have made for the first time. | -007
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In October, there was a long stretch of days when the city was blanketed in thick fog. It didn’t happen often but it warped the landscape. It disappeared the mountain and ocean views from the corridors of downtown and it made everything look like a hazy dream.
He found me sitting on a log on the beach.
I... | 2 | 0 | 16 | 4,685 |
[Wp] You are meeting your imaginary friend/fictional character that you have made for the first time. | She was smaller than I'd imagined. When I'd dashed down 5'4 on her sheet, I hadn't really anticipated just how petite that actually was. I couldn't help but bite my lip with excitement, though, and try to suppress a decidedly girlish noise of insane delight. Here she was. I'd spent hours, hundreds of hours, of my own l... | 2 | 0 | 16 | 4,686 |
[WP] Your character lives out the lyrics to your favorite song. | > *I don't want my freedom*
>
> *There's no reason for living with a broken heart*
I sit, shattered, empty, staring at myself in the mirror of the closet door. What do I do with myself now? I don’t belong here.
> *This is a tricky situation*
>
> *I've only got myself to blame*
>
> *It's ju... | 1 | 0 | 13 | 4,687 |
[WP] Your character lives out the lyrics to your favorite song. | She had taken everything. Not just the kids, not just the car, she had cleared out the accounts and emptied the house of anything even remotely valuable.
He sat, alone, in the shell of what was once a happy family home. He had trusted her, he had loved her. Together they had come so far, from the depths of the ghetto ... | 3 | 0 | 13 | 4,688 |
[WP] Your character lives out the lyrics to your favorite song. | I prayed last night. I never prayed before and I didn't know how to do it so I just went to my knees right there in the street. Right on 63rd in broad daylight, I bet a thousand people walked past me. Maybe ten thousand. A million people in the city and we're all walking the same way. I don't think anybody even no... | 2 | 0 | 13 | 4,689 |
[WP] Your character lives out the lyrics to your favorite song. | "You better start dancin', asshole"
Scott could feel the barrel pressing against the back of his neck. This was his one chance. "You better move," he thought to himself. In one fluid motion he stepped to the side and swung the axe in his hand with all his might, the thief tumbled to the ground, one leg missing; he'd n... | 1 | 0 | 13 | 4,690 |
[WP] Your character lives out the lyrics to your favorite song. | [Inspired by Mother Mother's Ghosting.](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lAhUScrPC7Y)
The bed looks untouched; you will have no idea I spent the last week tossing within it. The rooms are tidied, though I left the dust that lined the window frames and furniture. In the fridge is a bowl of spoiled fruit. I open the frid... | 1 | 0 | 13 | 4,691 |
[WP] Your character lives out the lyrics to your favorite song. | A flash of movement, almost lost in the darkness of the winter wood. Only the white of a fresh layer of snow betrays the endearing bounding motion of my prey, snakelike furry body slipping among the undergrowth. A fearsome predator in its own right, despite its small size, it nevertheless knows I am pursuing it... and ... | 1 | 0 | 13 | 4,692 |
[WP] Your character lives out the lyrics to your favorite song. | He was resistant to the idea of lying alone on his deathbed. Why him? The idea was totally foreign to him. He had a hard time wrapping his head around it, like there was some sort of disconnect. He felt like he should have done something to stop this cancer. Stopped smoking, ate better, whatever. He felt like he didn't... | 1 | 0 | 13 | 4,693 |
[WP] Your character lives out the lyrics to your favorite song. | Mescaline makes me feel like this every time. Like nothing is real. Everything will just fade like a dream if I try to touch it. It's like being suffocated, buried under sudden earth.
There's no getting away from it.
I'll just...I'll just lie here for awhile. Look at the clouds and see what they turn into. Rabbits,... | 1 | 0 | 13 | 4,694 |
[WP] Describe a society that is accepting things of scary/horrifying nature than that of a comforting one. | I awoke to a jolt, as I realized I had fallen asleep.
*Damn, missed my stop.*
This meant quite a bit of backtracking, as I recognized almost nothing as the bus came to a stand still. How had such a rural community sprouted so close to downtown? No time for a history lesson, I had to find a ride back before it got d... | 1 | 0 | 9 | 4,695 |
[WP] Describe a society that is accepting things of scary/horrifying nature than that of a comforting one. | Cameron faced the judge. He couldn’t believe it had come to this, it had felt so right in the moment, so how was it so wrong? The judge cleared his throat and stared down at Cameron with disappointment, yet there was terror and perhaps even a little sadness there as well. “Mr. Cameron Leveret, you have been accused of... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 4,696 |
[WP] Describe a society that is accepting things of scary/horrifying nature than that of a comforting one. | I was sitting near the driver, looking around when I caught the reflection of the knife. He was sitting towards the back, twirling the blade, trying to decide who's credit was negative enough for him to collect his kill. I was fine, paid up and racked at AAA - "Responsible and open to new offers of credit" my agency sa... | 1 | 0 | 9 | 4,697 |
[FF] Write a six word creation myth. | I wonder what this red button— | 118 | 0 | 131 | 4,698 |
[FF] Write a six word creation myth. | Dark made life for the Light. | 19 | 0 | 131 | 4,699 |
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