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[OT] We should write a book!! | OK I"LL START LETS DO THIS ONE LINE AT A TIME
" Once upon a time..." | 9 | 0 | 56 | 5,200 |
[OT] We should write a book!! | This is a sweet idea, but writing a book over the internet is like herding cats. Also, if we publish a book and attribute the story to a reddit username, I find customers are often deterred by a story written by dildo_rape_king_butt. | 8 | 0 | 56 | 5,201 |
[OT] We should write a book!! | Isn't this the exact idea that gave the world 50 Shades? | 4 | 0 | 56 | 5,202 |
[OT] We should write a book!! | fwiw, there's a [project just like this](http://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/1rszrk/ot_renov_janny_thunder_vs_the_multiverse_here_be/) floating around here (full disclosure, i participate and demand your up boats) | 4 | 0 | 56 | 5,203 |
[WP] Shortly after the 25th Anniversary of the Terraforming & Colonization of Mars, Earth is destroyed by an unknown force. | *Star Date 6/Apple/Alpha*
Captains Log
Today the Earth was destroyed. It not only exploded, but imploded at the same time. More than 10 Billion people...dead. The only remaining humans alive are us, the 10,000 of us still on Mars. There could be more, spread out through the universe, but for now there's only a couple... | 2 | 0 | 17 | 5,204 |
[WP] Shortly after the 25th Anniversary of the Terraforming & Colonization of Mars, Earth is destroyed by an unknown force. | October 16th, 2157.
That was the day that everything went dark. Messages, audio transmissions, email, everything. For a few hours early on, we thought it was a solar flare that knocked out our interplanetary comm satellites, but it turned out to be something much worse. There was a great deal of international unrest ... | 2 | 0 | 17 | 5,205 |
[WP] Shortly after the 25th Anniversary of the Terraforming & Colonization of Mars, Earth is destroyed by an unknown force. | **Sorry for deviating a bit from the "unknown force" aspect, but I got kind of carried away**
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They say that The Fourth Great War started and ended within 2 days of the UN’s Global Intervention Networked Array becoming Akasha.
GINA was an AI-const... | 1 | 0 | 17 | 5,206 |
[WP] Write the thoughts of a fallen leader who waits for their enemies to come for them following the defeat of their army | The siege of Canada failed. We had been trying to work with them for years, but the Canadians didn't trust us. We were forced to attack and try and claim their land. There's only about 1 million people left on Earth, after the Nuclear attack.
Of course, we could have just held hands and sang songs around a campfire, ... | 5 | 0 | 17 | 5,207 |
[WP] Write the thoughts of a fallen leader who waits for their enemies to come for them following the defeat of their army | He sat in his tent, head in his hands, staring blankly at a large map laid in front of him.
His thoughts went running over the past few years. They had been prisoners, mostly. Prisoners of war, prisoners of religion, prisoners of almost anything a man can do wrong.
It had been glorious, for a while.
To take all that... | 2 | 0 | 17 | 5,208 |
[WP] Write the thoughts of a fallen leader who waits for their enemies to come for them following the defeat of their army | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 17 | 5,209 |
[WP] Write the thoughts of a fallen leader who waits for their enemies to come for them following the defeat of their army | It's funny what you think of when your entire nation falls. I think it has to do with the sheer scale of the defeat. I don't think one can completely comprehend the eradication of their people.
A loved one? You can grieve for them, remember them, remember their lives.
A family? You can remember their faces, the fon... | 2 | 0 | 17 | 5,210 |
[WP] Write the thoughts of a fallen leader who waits for their enemies to come for them following the defeat of their army | He'd always thought it would end this way. It was only logical. As a king, these things were expected. It's just... He hadn't thought it would end so soon. Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. God, these boots sounded so loud on this hastily constructed abomination. The brutes probably hadn't even sharpened the blade before suspending... | 2 | 0 | 17 | 5,211 |
[WP] You wake up in a really good mood only to realise something is horribly wrong. | I enjoy waking up from a good night's sleep. That in-between time where I'm not quite awake but not quite asleep either is my favorite. Sometimes I fall back asleep just enough to start dreaming, and sometimes I drift into awareness. The best part of waking up, though, is that my wife is almost always beside me, snorin... | 8 | 0 | 20 | 5,212 |
[WP] You wake up in a really good mood only to realise something is horribly wrong. | The sun was throwing bluish lights on my bedroom walls. I smiled; that, for me, was always the sign for a great day.
I've lived alone all my life so the house was empty. My friends keep pestering me to take a pet, maybe a turtle, but I'm still undecided.
I stepped outside, basking in the warmth of the day, taking i... | 6 | 0 | 20 | 5,213 |
[WP] You wake up in a really good mood only to realise something is horribly wrong. | My eyes are gently caressed open by the warm blades of sun peeking through the window. I had a good sleep, and my muscles are roaring with fire, ready for the day. As I gradually reboot, and my sensations fully return I gain consciousness of the epicenter of my pleasure, which is,
Familiarly, my crotch. A pleasant star... | 6 | 0 | 20 | 5,214 |
[WP] You wake up in a really good mood only to realise something is horribly wrong. | We were kissing. It was surreal. It was like the whole world was just a white glow and everything centered on us. Her lips were on mine and my eyes were closed, but all I could feel was her warmth. I basked in it. We continued for a while in that way, intertwined in a serene and beautiful way.
My eyes snap open.
See,... | 3 | 0 | 20 | 5,215 |
[WP] You wake up in a really good mood only to realise something is horribly wrong. | Warm. I feel warm. I can't see. My eyes begin to open, and it is as if I am seeing for the first time. Everything is blurred. My vision begins to come into focus, strain being lifted from my eyes. I'm in the woods. It's winter. A thick gray haze flows wraps around and flows through the trees above my head. It's snowing... | 2 | 0 | 20 | 5,216 |
[WP] You wake up in a really good mood only to realise something is horribly wrong. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 20 | 5,217 |
[WP] You wake up in a really good mood only to realise something is horribly wrong. | I woke with a big smile on my face. I’d never expected things to go as well as they had last night. The breakthrough that I’ve waited years for, failing time and again, crushed by unrealistic expectations. Why couldn’t it have happened sooner? Last night’s sleep had been amazing, the best I’ve had since--well, I ca... | 2 | 0 | 20 | 5,218 |
[WP] You wake up in a really good mood only to realise something is horribly wrong. | Hurb awoke from his blissful slumber, refreshed and ready for a new day. He smiled peacefully and scratched the groomed hair growing on his second chin and neck. He reached to his bedside table, searching for and finding his trilby, which he set like a crown on his head.
"Ah, what a euphoric day!" he proclaimed. Hurb ... | 2 | 0 | 20 | 5,219 |
[WP] Story from the POV of an out-of-control Polar Vortex | I'm new to this sub, and just started wrting, but I want to give this one a shot. On my phone. Constructive criticism is welcome!
Edit: spelling and stuff. On my phone sorry!
From a single droplet of water I was born, and 'til the last little piece of me falls, I will fight. Mother ocean says I have gone too far, bu... | 4 | 0 | 10 | 5,220 |
[WP] Story from the POV of an out-of-control Polar Vortex | My eyes, my eyes.
The swirling rage, the arms that reach. Over the snow. Through the seas. Over the land.
Blinding eye, peers at me. Big-river-of wind bends lower - I see my chance.
Bursting toward the green forest, to make my home. The grass wilts, the leaves fall. The two-legs run and then are still.
I am death a... | 5 | 0 | 10 | 5,221 |
[OT] Submit your prompt here, and tomorrow it could be chosen for Thursday's Flash-Fiction Contest. | Write a Flash Fiction about The Flash realizing he's in a Fictional universe. I'm sure this has never been done before hahaha
200 word minimum. | 2 | 0 | 14 | 5,222 |
[OT] Submit your prompt here, and tomorrow it could be chosen for Thursday's Flash-Fiction Contest. | A postal worker snaps and takes a group of people hostage inside of a business. The police negotiator is having a bad day and attempts to talk him or her down by hurling insults and trying to explain how cliche the situation is. Must be at least 400 words, must use some form of the word 'fuck' at least 10 times. | 3 | 0 | 14 | 5,223 |
[OT] Submit your prompt here, and tomorrow it could be chosen for Thursday's Flash-Fiction Contest. | A Jester must entertain the King and Queen's daughter who only seems to respond to him giving himself really bad paper cuts.
300 words or less, sorry about that. | 2 | 0 | 14 | 5,224 |
[OT] Submit your prompt here, and tomorrow it could be chosen for Thursday's Flash-Fiction Contest. | An interesting take on what the Tooth Fairy does with all of those baby teeth. Max 200 words. | 2 | 0 | 14 | 5,225 |
[OT] Submit your prompt here, and tomorrow it could be chosen for Thursday's Flash-Fiction Contest. | You find a note nailed to your front door. It says: "10AM. Tomorrow. Dave's house. Bring a balloon." In fewer than 500 words, explain what happens next. | 2 | 0 | 14 | 5,226 |
[OT] Submit your prompt here, and tomorrow it could be chosen for Thursday's Flash-Fiction Contest. | A civilization is remembering a long-dead ruler when a piece of evidence is uncovered that dramatically changes his legacy.
200 word maximum. | 2 | 0 | 14 | 5,227 |
[OT] Submit your prompt here, and tomorrow it could be chosen for Thursday's Flash-Fiction Contest. | a detective of a noir style story is seeing evidence that his life, his world and his memories could be fake and that he is actually a completely different person, but this is happening while he is trying to solve a case of a serial killer, is he really in a fake world? if so who is he really? how does he cope with all... | 2 | 0 | 14 | 5,228 |
[OT] Submit your prompt here, and tomorrow it could be chosen for Thursday's Flash-Fiction Contest. | A noir detective, a high-fantasy elf and a tax lawyer are stuck in a lift together. 750 words maximum. | 2 | 0 | 14 | 5,229 |
[OT] Submit your prompt here, and tomorrow it could be chosen for Thursday's Flash-Fiction Contest. | A man tries to kill himself only to realize he's invincible.
Max: 1000 words. | 2 | 0 | 14 | 5,230 |
[OT] Submit your prompt here, and tomorrow it could be chosen for Thursday's Flash-Fiction Contest. | A page from the personal journal of a door-to-door salesman who finds out about a terrible secret behind the wares he sells. Should be able to fit on one page (i.e., 850 words or less). | 4 | 0 | 14 | 5,231 |
[OT] Submit your prompt here, and tomorrow it could be chosen for Thursday's Flash-Fiction Contest. | A door slammed. A maid screamed. A pirate ship appeared on the horizon! 200-300 words. | 3 | 0 | 14 | 5,232 |
[OT] Submit your prompt here, and tomorrow it could be chosen for Thursday's Flash-Fiction Contest. | A starbucks barista writes a customer's name wrong on their cup. What happens next? 500 words max. | 2 | 0 | 14 | 5,233 |
[OT] Submit your prompt here, and tomorrow it could be chosen for Thursday's Flash-Fiction Contest. | 10% of the world's population disappear. There is no obvious link, you are a statistical scientist trying to figure what links them. You make a shocking discovery. | 2 | 0 | 14 | 5,234 |
[OT] Submit your prompt here, and tomorrow it could be chosen for Thursday's Flash-Fiction Contest. | A terrible fire breaks out at your home. Sitting in the driveway is your favourite stuffed animal trying to look innocent.
200-500 words. | 2 | 0 | 14 | 5,235 |
[OT] Submit your prompt here, and tomorrow it could be chosen for Thursday's Flash-Fiction Contest. | 500 word maximum: Freaks and Geeks season 2 premiere synopsis | 2 | 0 | 14 | 5,236 |
[OT] Submit your prompt here, and tomorrow it could be chosen for Thursday's Flash-Fiction Contest. | Three hundred and twenty one seconds. That's how long until the bomb goes off, but defusing the bomb is not as easy as it looks...
In 321 words maximum (the clock's ticking)! | 2 | 0 | 14 | 5,237 |
[OT] Submit your prompt here, and tomorrow it could be chosen for Thursday's Flash-Fiction Contest. | A man/woman wakes up, falling to earth. 500 Words. | 2 | 0 | 14 | 5,238 |
[OT] Submit your prompt here, and tomorrow it could be chosen for Thursday's Flash-Fiction Contest. | Max 1000 words. Far Future: Newborns are required to have preventative surgery, (removing organs that can become cancerous, or stomach stapling to prevent obesity etc.). A mother refuses. | 2 | 0 | 14 | 5,239 |
[OT] Submit your prompt here, and tomorrow it could be chosen for Thursday's Flash-Fiction Contest. | Describe the new drug all the kids in 2098 are trying by describing a lonely teenager's first time. 200 word minimum. | 2 | 0 | 14 | 5,240 |
[WP] A Notebook of Nikola Tesla's is discovered, containing concise plans for what would have been his most mind-blowing invention. | Please excuse any problems, I haven't written anything in a very long time. ~CaffeinatedGuy
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“Where did you say you found this?”
I stole it. That was the honest truth, but a little beyond my character. I didn’t want my professor to know that in a moment of weakness, I pocketed a book from a thrift store to save a... | 2 | 0 | 7 | 5,241 |
[WP] Instead of humanity's first contact with aliens, write about humanity realising they are the only intelligent life in the universe. | Dr Sola standed up from his chair and stormed off from his computer terminal which was still steadily beeping away like a heart rate monitor. He kicked open the door with such pressure that if it was any older then it already was it would have been kicked off the hinge. This behavior caused one of the few rare instance... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 5,242 |
[WP] Instead of humanity's first contact with aliens, write about humanity realising they are the only intelligent life in the universe. | Mr. X had come to us in search of an artifact lying somewhere near the eastern side of the Mediterranean Sea. X told Dr. Vannevar Bush that he and his people have been exploring the entire universe for thousands of years, and they have been to Earth a few times, mostly in the Middle East, South America, South Asia and ... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 5,243 |
[WP] Instead of humanity's first contact with aliens, write about humanity realising they are the only intelligent life in the universe. | "So it's come to this," Mara said, looking up from her data screen to the display screen showing the masses below. "It's all over. We're done. Finished." She buried her face in her hands and started to cry.
"It can't be," I said, "It simply can't. You must be reading the wrong tables." I walked over to her terminal an... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 5,244 |
[WP] Two isolated enemy soldiers talk to each other by radio. | I crawled forwards, mud caking my uniform. Out there I could hear the sound of the artillery. Who would have thought human colonists would have brought their problems to new planets? I coughed a little and checked my supplies. 2 MRE's, two bottles of water, my map, my pistol, 20 rounds of ammo and my radio. I curled up... | 70 | 0 | 86 | 5,245 |
[WP] Two isolated enemy soldiers talk to each other by radio. | His snow cave filled with a fine mist as he breathed out, it rose and formed a thin layer of moisture on the roof before slipping into the pores of the surface and vanishing without a trace. Some drifted back down to be sucked out of a small window in the cave, a hole into the world beyond. It was early morning, the su... | 52 | 0 | 86 | 5,246 |
[WP] Two isolated enemy soldiers talk to each other by radio. | War is a funny thing. Like a virus, it changes its exterior from year to year, decade to decade, century to century. Yet its purpose, its unrelenting desire to take away stays the same. This is something he knew, something he embraced and came to terms with when he joined the military. He knew friends would die, h... | 13 | 0 | 86 | 5,247 |
[WP] Two isolated enemy soldiers talk to each other by radio. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 86 | 5,248 |
[WP] Two isolated enemy soldiers talk to each other by radio. | [deleted] | 4 | 0 | 86 | 5,249 |
[WP] Two isolated enemy soldiers talk to each other by radio. | Space is fucking cold.
It's all I could think as the emergency lights began to flicker, the warning sounds screaming as I pulled furiously at the useless controls. Even through my suit, I could feel the chill begin to push through the cracked canopy of my fighter, the fires starting to break out on my instruments gett... | 8 | 0 | 86 | 5,250 |
[WP] Two isolated enemy soldiers talk to each other by radio. | It had been a long time since I had heard another voice. I had been clicking through channels one at a time, listening, trying to find some friendly chatter. I had the codes memorized, repeated them to myself daily, etching them into my mind.
I was drifting off to sleep, listening to the dull hum of the radio static, ... | 3 | 0 | 86 | 5,251 |
[WP] Two isolated enemy soldiers talk to each other by radio. | Darkness. Red. Feeling urges and the strange desire to scratch my nose.
Turning my head to the side, seeing the stars.
"You can't rub your nose, you idiot - you're in a helmet.", the mic copied the words and relayed them outward in radiating spherical waves.
"CrrrrrCHECK", the radio silence interrupted by something.... | 3 | 0 | 86 | 5,252 |
[WP] Two isolated enemy soldiers talk to each other by radio. | Cerbryll marksman Corporal Casey Moriarty continued his patrol across the desert badlands. It was the same as always: no contacts from Otkana forces, no incoming radio transmissions, and really bloody hot. Casey liked to think that it was more than just mundane, like maybe some ethereal cosmic agent of fate that existe... | 2 | 0 | 86 | 5,253 |
[WP] Two isolated enemy soldiers talk to each other by radio. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 86 | 5,254 |
[WP] Two isolated enemy soldiers talk to each other by radio. | Sitting on a large chunk of rubble, I peeled my last apple. The skin separated cleanly, leaving flecks of rust from my dull knife. From the body beneath me, I heard a burst. "...if you're there...".
I was here.
"I'm here," I said, "but it doesn't seem your friend is anymore."
"..."
"You know, I haven't heard a livi... | 2 | 0 | 86 | 5,255 |
[WP] Two isolated enemy soldiers talk to each other by radio. | Lieutenant Greg Avery awoke buried in the rubble of a building he was posted in. The last thing he remembered was finally laying in a bed for the first time in at least a month. They had finally decided to camp out in a small town a little ways into Belgium. Avery couldn't recall anything. The back of his head was wet,... | 2 | 0 | 86 | 5,256 |
[WP] Two isolated enemy soldiers talk to each other by radio. | **-009**
**Resolution Challenge**
The radio crackled and squawked. The white static noise going on and on. It crackled again.
"Joe," a voice, thick with a german accent called out. "You still there, Joe?" There was silence. "Joe, you still there?" The white static noise was all there was for a long time.
"Yeah, I... | 2 | 0 | 86 | 5,257 |
[WP] Two isolated enemy soldiers talk to each other by radio. | http://oswegowriter.blogspot.com/2014/01/island-115-008.html
"Is anyone out there? I've become separated, over." Sandor picked up the radio from the dead soldier's hip.
"Who is this?" he asked. "This is supposed to be a secure channel. Over." He frowned, peering into the dark jungle around him. It was a moonless nigh... | 1 | 0 | 86 | 5,258 |
[WP] The last living human being on earth searches for a way to die honorably. | Today I would crawl out of my own mouth if I could manage it, just to escape the incessant monologue chattering in my head. Bullet to the brain would end that party pretty quick. But then, what if I fuck up the shot? Not likely, big target. Except, okay, true story: during The Before, I saw a guy come into the ER with ... | 16 | 0 | 22 | 5,259 |
[WP] The last living human being on earth searches for a way to die honorably. | I spent the majority of my life arranging for the final plan; how I would love the concept of ending it quickly, but I did not deserve such a release.
Finally my work was almost coming to an end, I had just finished arranging the last corpse into its position, joining the millions of others frozen around us.
I held... | 4 | 0 | 22 | 5,260 |
[WP] The last living human being on earth searches for a way to die honorably. | There is no one left on Earth but that doesn't mean life has stopped. No one sees as I see but there's still eyes which judge me. Honour is man's invention but there is honour found in nobler, simpler beings.
The bush around Kilimanjaro has grown since the Calamity. Lacking their predators, hunters and poachers, the ... | 3 | 0 | 22 | 5,261 |
[PM] Recouping 3 days away from writing - help if you want. | Someone is duct taped to the ceiling and is discovered by a friend. What happened? | 3 | 0 | 4 | 5,262 |
[PM] Recouping 3 days away from writing - help if you want. | A writer loses three days and is unable to explain what transpired during that time. He sits at his computer only to discover he had actually been writing the entire time.
*What did he write?* | 5 | 0 | 4 | 5,263 |
[PM] Recouping 3 days away from writing - help if you want. | A distraught writer discovers that a thief has stolen the only manuscript to his new Magnum Opus. What happens? | 3 | 0 | 4 | 5,264 |
[PM] Recouping 3 days away from writing - help if you want. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 4 | 5,265 |
[PM] Recouping 3 days away from writing - help if you want. | A person arrives back at your apartment to discover that their roommate has wallpapered the room with photographs of Apple products, "for protection." | 2 | 0 | 4 | 5,266 |
[PM] Recouping 3 days away from writing - help if you want. | Hmm... you only responded to one. Disappointing. | 2 | 0 | 4 | 5,267 |
[WP] He drew his sword silently | He may have been silent drawing his blade, but he was no craven coward. With a shout he entered the field from the forest, caracoling with his mount, yelling out a challenge. We all looked up from the string of mounts we were tending. A hussar. With his massive amount of braid and his fur trimmed pelisse and busby, he ... | 7 | 0 | 14 | 5,268 |
[WP] He drew his sword silently | His hand out reached swept down through the darkness in a wide arch. A hilt made of white light fashioned only by the pressing shadows appeared in his hand as he continued the motion. He closed his fingers around the handle and as his arm came down light grew out from the hilt igniting the air that formed into a blade.... | 5 | 0 | 14 | 5,269 |
[WP] He drew his sword silently | He drew his sword silently, hidden in the shadows underneath a set of stairs. It was more of a long knife, really, but it was all he had. He hadn't expected to end up in this situation.
Marc had always relied on his powers. They were something like magic, but limited to the manipulation of rock and earth. He couldn't ... | 1 | 0 | 14 | 5,270 |
[WP] He drew his sword silently | He drew his sword silently. The drawing was hardly recognizable -- a geometric shape, yellow-blue crescent. The Revolution had no place for old romantic notions of Realism, it is was for the new, the avant-garde. But his sword was functional nevertheless.
The artist moved carefully through the palace. The Tzar was not... | 1 | 0 | 14 | 5,271 |
[WP] He drew his sword silently | It was the perfect sword. The crafting of the blade was marvelous and the shine was brilliantly radiant. It illuminated the faces of those who witnessed it. As the illustrator drew his sword silently, he knew that this was his best work. | 1 | 0 | 14 | 5,272 |
[WP] He drew his sword silently | He drew his sword silently, watching the woman across the table to make sure she hadn't seen. His fingers tightened around the hilt, his lips breaking into a small smile. This was his chance.
With a sudden rush of energy he shouted with all of his breath and stabbed the knife into the steak on his plate, meeting moth... | 2 | 0 | 14 | 5,273 |
[WP] He drew his sword silently | -007
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He drew his sword silently, not because he wanted to, but because duty and honor forced his hand. The fate of his kingdom rested on his shoulders, and the truth was that he did not feel ready. His brother was the one who was always the swordsman, but he had died years ago. Now he was the only son to avenge ... | 1 | 0 | 14 | 5,274 |
[WP] He drew his sword silently | His head held high, you could see the pride raging behind his otherwise calm and reserved face.
Kneeling in the dirt, but with his back straight, he faced his remaining attackers. He was mortally injured, a deep cut to the back of his left thigh, muscle shredded and blood flowing freely, it was only a matter of time.
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[WP] He drew his sword silently | With a grin, he slowly unbuttoned the guard on the sheath. The sheath was a deep blue, the same color as the girl's pants. He inched closer to the woman he intended to stab. Her heart was pounding, but this warrior kept moving closer. He grabbed the handle and made a swift motion, drawing his sword from its trap-like s... | 1 | 0 | 14 | 5,276 |
[WP] The leaves on a particular tree start screaming. | Usually, Bryn managed to lose her leaves every autumn without any sort of hitch or problem altogether. This year, however, instead of dropping quietly to the ground as expected, they had to a man - well, leaf - started screaming. The silver birch next to her looked over with hooded eyes, flicked his eyeballs upwards to... | 9 | 0 | 11 | 5,277 |
[WP] The leaves on a particular tree start screaming. | "Good God, Martha! That tree seems to be screaming!"
"Oh Gerald, it's probably just your hearing aids playing up again."
"No, listen!" Martha listened intently.
"I think it's the leaves, Gerald."
"Oh... Oh yes, quite right. I MUST be getting old!" He chuckled.
"I've been saying that for years, you daft sod!"
Ger... | 3 | 0 | 11 | 5,278 |
[WP] The leaves on a particular tree start screaming. | The dream world snapped shut and the light of morning flooded his mind with brightness. Despite his delight at realizing that he had survived another evening, Gary was unhappily aware that his dream was cut short. The details of the dream were fuzzy, as often happened when the leaf of an Aspen Poplar was awoken sudde... | 3 | 0 | 11 | 5,279 |
[WP] The leaves on a particular tree start screaming. | He hears it, it's load, it's agonizing and it's coming from outside.
As he runs out covering his ears, he sees it. It was horrifying, a thousand leaves all screaming, like a thousand new born babies, all screaming at different pitches, the sound instantly made him dizzy, like he's been punched in the face.
The leav... | 1 | 0 | 11 | 5,280 |
[EU] The 9 Mercenaries of Team Fortress 2's RED Team must pull off a bank heist. How do they do it? | I was kinda hoping this would take off. | 6 | 0 | 38 | 5,281 |
[EU] The 9 Mercenaries of Team Fortress 2's RED Team must pull off a bank heist. How do they do it? | Their was a post similar in which you chose 4 mercs very recently soo this would see just a copy | 1 | 0 | 38 | 5,282 |
[EU] The 9 Mercenaries of Team Fortress 2's RED Team must pull off a bank heist. How do they do it? | Well I mean, Spy. | 1 | 0 | 38 | 5,283 |
[WP] Scrooge awakes Christmas morning unimpressed by the spirits, unrepentant and, to top it off, sleepless. | I'm a busy man. I'm also getting along in years, and I have to say, the last thing I need is going to some Christmas party. I'm tired, and I want to sleep. After brushing off my cousin Fred's invite, I was all settled and trying to catch up with some shut-eye, when this goddamned manifestation appeared.
"OooOOoOOOOOoO... | 5 | 0 | 24 | 5,284 |
[WP] Scrooge awakes Christmas morning unimpressed by the spirits, unrepentant and, to top it off, sleepless. | (An edited excerpt from "A Christmas Carol")
So? The bedpost was his own. The bed was his own, the room was his own. He should have hoped so, he paid for the damned things.
"I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future!" Scrooge repeated, as he scrambled out of bed. "What a bunch of stupid rubbish! What a ... | 1 | 0 | 24 | 5,285 |
[WP] In the dead of night a young girl meets an intimidating man with severe scarring. After the confrontation the man is the one who is afraid. | "I'm not afraid of the dark." She says quietly and my head snaps round.
"What did you say?" I ask carefully.
"I'm not afraid of the dark." She repeats.
We're under a deserted railway bridge on the bad side of the bad side of town. She was walking from one side, nightie, slippers, teddy bear and an open dressi... | 151 | 0 | 141 | 5,286 |
[WP] In the dead of night a young girl meets an intimidating man with severe scarring. After the confrontation the man is the one who is afraid. | It was the kind of night that couldn't decide if it wants to be cold. The only sounds were the trees rustling, and the clicking of high heels on a gravel road. The only light came orange and sickly from a street light. It was the kind of night that suited Katie perfectly.
She could see in her mind the route home, thr... | 32 | 0 | 141 | 5,287 |
[WP] In the dead of night a young girl meets an intimidating man with severe scarring. After the confrontation the man is the one who is afraid. | He walks slowly, shuffling left and right as if he's drunk. He probably is and, to be fair, he might have his reasons. Life's been hard on him, the poor fucker. His wife of 15 years left him three months back, taking his two daughters away with her and leaving a shitload of debt to be paid off by your hero, who was mea... | 22 | 0 | 141 | 5,288 |
[WP] In the dead of night a young girl meets an intimidating man with severe scarring. After the confrontation the man is the one who is afraid. | I don't believe in them, if they were real why would bad things happen to good people? There she was, stark white footie pajamas. Stuffed bear in tow. She had a stance that was so typically little girl, pigtails, holding her furry best friend by the slightly torn foot.
"Where did you come from?" I asked through ... | 11 | 0 | 141 | 5,289 |
[WP] In the dead of night a young girl meets an intimidating man with severe scarring. After the confrontation the man is the one who is afraid. | The man was a criminal. There was no doubt about it, especially with the way he looked. His teeth were a mess, yellowed and misshapen, with a characteristic gap in between his two front teeth in the distinct shape of a 'v' where they converged.
His face boasted a horrific scar, which went from his left brow all the w... | 5 | 0 | 141 | 5,290 |
[WP] In the dead of night a young girl meets an intimidating man with severe scarring. After the confrontation the man is the one who is afraid. | She glided through the night air without the merest whisper of any sound. Her dress dragged along the ground behind her, surely entangling and shredding itself upon twigs and rocks with every step, and yet it seemed as pristine as her porcelain skin in the light of the full moon.
He watched her approach with his one g... | 3 | 0 | 141 | 5,291 |
[WP] In the dead of night a young girl meets an intimidating man with severe scarring. After the confrontation the man is the one who is afraid. | It was dark. I liked dark, walking through the quiet made me feel dangerous. The air was crisp and cool, refreshing and pleasant. I let the air fan my coat out as I half swaggered through the alleys near my home, fists clenched, smiling happily to myself. To an unsuspecting passer by I looked like a normal little girl ... | 3 | 0 | 141 | 5,292 |
[WP] In the dead of night a young girl meets an intimidating man with severe scarring. After the confrontation the man is the one who is afraid. | It was an unseasonably warm and windy night the week before Halloween. I hate Halloween, but then again almost everyday feels like Halloween to me. When I was a young boy, my friends and I had been playing with fireworks which blew up right in my face. I was rushed to the hospital with 3rd degree burns which have left ... | 2 | 0 | 141 | 5,293 |
[WP] In the dead of night a young girl meets an intimidating man with severe scarring. After the confrontation the man is the one who is afraid. | The twelfth night after Emily died, the depressed me mourned at her grave longer than usual. It was the middle of the night and as I stared helplessly at her place of rest, silhouettes of lilies slowly drifted from the sky and landed perfectly on her tombstone.
Taken by surprise, I looked up to see the shadow of a ti... | 3 | 0 | 141 | 5,294 |
[WP] In the dead of night a young girl meets an intimidating man with severe scarring. After the confrontation the man is the one who is afraid. | An aging man shivered in his thick synthetic leather coat. The death lamps siphoning away heat from the world around them. The freezing air bit into his mutilated face. The scars he once wore proudly stabbed ever deeper into his soul, as he hobbled towards Deriu's Triumph.
The sounds, smells, and sight of death rel... | 2 | 0 | 141 | 5,295 |
[WP] In the dead of night a young girl meets an intimidating man with severe scarring. After the confrontation the man is the one who is afraid. | I was stumbling out of the bar, trying to get my bearings when I saw her.
About 25, wearing all black with sheer stockings and heels.
"Well, don't you look like a big 'ol drink of a man", she said, parting iridescent painted lips over perfect teeth.
I was in shock. What, me? You have the whole world probably looking... | 2 | 0 | 141 | 5,296 |
[WP] In the dead of night a young girl meets an intimidating man with severe scarring. After the confrontation the man is the one who is afraid. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 141 | 5,297 |
[WP] In the dead of night a young girl meets an intimidating man with severe scarring. After the confrontation the man is the one who is afraid. | "what is a little girl like you doing in a place like this?" he asks quietly while imagining all the things he could can do to someone so small, so fragile. He giggles quietly
"I'm looking for something, could you help me mister?" In his own haze of imagination he completely misses what the girl says, maybe he just di... | 2 | 0 | 141 | 5,298 |
[WP] In the dead of night a young girl meets an intimidating man with severe scarring. After the confrontation the man is the one who is afraid. | *Oh my god.*
I pulled the hoodie over my head as far as I could, hoping to cover my eyes. I pushed my scarf over my mouth and nose, rubbing my hands together and blowing into them.
"You cold, son?", an old man asked. I nodded my head.
*Fuck no, I'm sweating my ass off*. The old man kept talking but I had no idea wh... | 2 | 0 | 141 | 5,299 |
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