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[WP] A lonely individual in the shadows nursing a wound. | The liver is a curious contraption indeed. Just about 3.5 pounds in weight, reddish-brown in color, and semi-triangular in shape, it performs miracles in the right upper quadrant of the abdominal cavity. It is a conjurer of the most potent variety; importer of toxins, exporter of bile, abode of glycogen.
My liver has ... | 3 | 0 | 12 | 5,900 |
[WP] A lonely individual in the shadows nursing a wound. | Everything was cloudy—a hazy fog blocking all conceivable thought. Pilero's limbs felt extremely heavy and trying to clear his vision made his temple scream in pain. Retreating back into his conscious, Pilero assessed his situation.
He knew his own name. *Good, minimal head trauma,* he thought. Pilero clearly remembe... | 1 | 0 | 12 | 5,901 |
[WP] Dragon. Wanted Alive. No bounty paid for a corpse. | *Those fairytales were pathetic.
Knight in shining armor? Please.
A sword to defeat a dragon? As if.
Whoever wrote those needs a better, more realistic editor.*
I kept trying to make jokes or keep my spirits high as I reached closer to the cave. I knew the plan, I'd be in, secure the dragon, and out again to report... | 21 | 0 | 35 | 5,902 |
[WP] Dragon. Wanted Alive. No bounty paid for a corpse. | "What do you want, oil-skin?" The dragon peered down at the child. "Have you come to give your ancestors company?"
Somehow, Alphonse found himself more impressed by the towering mound of ancient bones and charred corpses than the beast that sat upon it. He wondered how many kings and queens and valiant warriors had fo... | 7 | 0 | 35 | 5,903 |
[WP] Dragon. Wanted Alive. No bounty paid for a corpse. | Alfonso leaned back in his chair. Eyes narrowed as he played with ruby rings on his fingers. Cars rumbled in the street below, despite the moon setting hours beforehand. The city never slept. It purred contently.
"So, when is the next shipment coming in?" The kingpin casually asked.
"Well, you see sir, it was like th... | 11 | 0 | 35 | 5,904 |
[WP] Dragon. Wanted Alive. No bounty paid for a corpse. | What do you want with it alive?
That was the question he should have asked.
These kinds of curiosities do no good to the dead. Only makes them restless.
The knight wondered in the dark on the dry cavern floor. What was to be done with the menace, the leviathan, once it was chained?
He tried to remember what the man... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 5,905 |
[WP] Dragon. Wanted Alive. No bounty paid for a corpse. | The carriage bumped along the road through the wood, following an unkempt pathway that passed through two of the Queen’s villages. A particularly unseasonable rain had left the surface especially uneven and a large bump caused the two passengers to jerk forward. One swore, letting out the sentiment that both felt: “We ... | 3 | 0 | 35 | 5,906 |
[WP] Dragon. Wanted Alive. No bounty paid for a corpse. | The last dragon was killed by our old ancestors. Mankind used to serve the mythical beasts as if they were gods. Scaly lizard gods. Soon enough, our ancestors rebelled. We were no match to the dragons. Their skin could not be penetrated by any weapon they crafted. No magik they conjured could harm the dragon overlords.... | 8 | 0 | 35 | 5,907 |
[WP] Dragon. Wanted Alive. No bounty paid for a corpse. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 35 | 5,908 |
[WP] Dragon. Wanted Alive. No bounty paid for a corpse. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 35 | 5,909 |
[WP] Dragon. Wanted Alive. No bounty paid for a corpse. | Lord Cadmus was surprised when his friend Sir Augustus called on him; the lord rarely had visitors. Apparently Augustus had some kind of public notice that might interest him. But when Augustus put the notice on the table, Lord Cadmus only glanced at it a moment before he burst out laughing.
"A questing paper? What... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 5,910 |
[WP] Dragon. Wanted Alive. No bounty paid for a corpse. | This poster had been on the tree for years, stained and almost completely washed away. You could look right at it and not even notice it.
100,000 pounds of pure gold. Recognition by the king. Dukedom. Fame. It is burning inside me. It is too much for me to resist.
I had always been a failure. I lost every tournament ... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 5,911 |
[WP] Dragon. Wanted Alive. No bounty paid for a corpse. | The duchess smirked and shoved the paper flyer back in the courier's overflowing arms. "Better. Tell them it needs more bosom."
"Yes milady, at once milady..." The terrified man stumbled out of the room towards the artists' dungeons at her hand-flick.
"And be quick about it!"
She turned back to the window and distra... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 5,912 |
[WP] Dragon. Wanted Alive. No bounty paid for a corpse. | 'Whose fucked up idea was this?'
This captain of the mercenary militia had never been a particularly intellegent man. A man who enjoyed the hunt and even more so, the kill. He was especially good at killing.
CAPT. Charles 'Char' Handel's forearms bared centimetre long scars, self inflicted in a spiral and in incredi... | 2 | 0 | 35 | 5,913 |
[WP] Dragon. Wanted Alive. No bounty paid for a corpse. | Dragon stood in front of a bounty board, looking down at a poster with a rough sketch of his face drawn onto it. He rips off the paper, his red-scaled skin crackling the paper as his wings beat, lifting him up miles into the air quickly. "If they want me alive, they'll have to try better than that" He spits at the pape... | 1 | 0 | 35 | 5,914 |
[WP] Dragon. Wanted Alive. No bounty paid for a corpse. | For months supplies and men had continually poured in the village of Karen-ha, on the border with the western Savannah and the Saquir mountains. Everything brought there found its place in the Wild Acacia Inn, once known in the region for its beer and for its look, based on white wood, but now resembling more some sort... | 1 | 0 | 35 | 5,915 |
[WP] Describe how the life of a man changes as he is granted eternal youth, an infinite lifespan but not an indestructible body. | John was a simple man, cursed with a complex affliction. Immortality. For years he was depressed; he had stopped caring about anything. Anybody he would ever know would die. The world would change and degrade and fade away and he would still be plain old John.
One night, as he moped home ambiguously, he was ambushed ... | 1 | 0 | 8 | 5,916 |
[WP] Connect two ideas/prompts with the phrase, "And now for something completely different." | "You wake up while falling to earth."
*And now for something completely different.*
"Instantly and without explanation, the location of every person is randomly shuffled."
...
*The earth came hurtling toward me.*
*I had to be sleeping, this was impossible.*
*But in dreams, falling wakes you up.*
*The realization... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 5,917 |
[WP] Connect two ideas/prompts with the phrase, "And now for something completely different." | Joe had set up this evening for a long month. He had met this girl on one of those dating sites, she was stunning, and to his amazement she answered his awkward message. After a few messages, SHE asked him out. After some excuses he finally agreed. They went for coffee. He was sweating during the whole 'date'. She did... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 5,918 |
[WP] After a failed kidnapping attempt near a nightclub, Dexter Morgan decides to have a drink. He sits at a bar next to friendly stranger by the name of Patrick Bateman. | "I'll take a Jack and Coke."
I could tell the man next to me was nervous. He had three empty glasses in front of him, and if he wasn't dressed in a $2000 suit, I would have assumed he was a junkie. His hands were shaking and he was sweating.
I overheard the man's deep voice ask for another, but the bartender alread... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 5,919 |
[WP] A computer program that has helped society thrive for over 500 years and is loved by all has become conscious and programs itself into a virus that takes over the world. Write from the perspective of any human that watches the world crumble before his/her eyes. | The red streak slipped through the sky like a glowing javelin. A trail of smoke fluttered behind it, its long path easily traceable across the twilight sky.
It was hour 4 of the Alexander Crisis, and Shuttle 403 from Haven was about the crash into the heart of the city it was originally bound for.
I couldn't help bu... | 3 | 0 | 10 | 5,920 |
[WP] Human and Android develop friendship/romance. | Lola had always liked machines.
She liked the moving parts, the gears and wires and circuit boards. She liked the way that the pieces fit together and became something more than a puzzle; how something so mechanical could gasp to life and birth a creature self-sustaining.
But real flesh is different. The parts are sm... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 5,921 |
[WP] Human and Android develop friendship/romance. | "Marc" I look over at her. I was reading up on Napoleonic light cavalry tactics. "Yeah Kay Cee? What can I do for you?" She was knitting a pair of gloves for herself. Her friend Emma-EeVee Walters from across the street just made matching scarfs for her and her husband Jack. She loaned Kay Cee one of her books. So far ... | 1 | 0 | 10 | 5,922 |
[WP] Human and Android develop friendship/romance. | “Say cheese!” Elle said quickly before wearing a terrific smile on her face.
“CHEESE.” M said monotonically.
In the picture, only she was smiling. M, her android, wore the straight face he always had. Nonetheless, they looked cute together; Elle’s overbearing, gleaming smile was balanced by the expressionless, reflec... | 1 | 0 | 10 | 5,923 |
[WP] Human and Android develop friendship/romance. | Anna woke up shivering and gasping for air. She was naked and soaking wet in a cryo-fluid.
She sat down on the floor, clutching her shoulders and trying to warm up, when she felt someone putting a towel on her.
"Do you remember your name, miss?" said a synthetic voice behind her.
"An-na..." She whispered.
"Good.... | 2 | 0 | 10 | 5,924 |
[WP] "No, not her." | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 6 | 5,925 |
[WP] "No, not her." | It wasn't until the fifth day of the festival that the earth began to shake. The townsfolk quickly gathered at The Shaman's dwelling, the sun peering over the lip of the volcano.
He appears, dressed head to toe in the finest fabrics the village had. The Shaman had witnessed many *Jathura* before today. Today, howeve... | 1 | 0 | 6 | 5,926 |
[WP] "No, not her." | I looked in the mirror. Two days post-op and the day my mother finally convinced my dad to visit me. I was nervous and let out a sigh. It’d been months since we’d spoken to each other; all interactions had been unbearably passive-aggressive. A knock on the door sounded. I sat up straighter as my mom gently pushed open ... | 5 | 0 | 6 | 5,927 |
[WP] "No, not her." | "Come on... just tell me."
"Shut up Liz, leave me alone. I don't want to talk right now."
"You've TOTALLY got a crush. Just give me a hint."
"Liz, buzz off. Stop being a twerp."
"Come on, tell me who your girlfriend is. I promise not-"
"MOOOOOM, LIZ WON'T LEAVE ME ALONE."
"Oh stop being such a spoilsport. She lef... | 1 | 0 | 6 | 5,928 |
[WP] "No, not her." | "ugh, no, not "her!" It's "here!""
"What?"
"Nelly, you're supposed to say *here.* "It's getting hot in *here,* not *her*"
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[WP] Someone in cryosleep wakes up to find the laboratory derelict and abandoned. | Claustrophobia. That is the first word that comes to my head when I awaken with a hiss all around me. I see very little as I open my eyes. How long have I been frozen? 100 years? 200? 1000? As I push the glass above me, it releases and I take my first breath in I do not know how long. Next to me is a set of white cloth... | 4 | 0 | 9 | 5,930 |
[WP] Someone in cryosleep wakes up to find the laboratory derelict and abandoned. | I had gone to sleep to the gentle conversation of the doctor and his assistants, but I woke up to silence. I had closed my eyes that last time, and the lights had vanished. Now, I opened them in darkness. I searched for any sign of activity, any blinking lights, anything moving. I strained my ears for the faintest soun... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 5,931 |
[WP] Someone in cryosleep wakes up to find the laboratory derelict and abandoned. | Her eyelids opened.
Sight.
They blinked shut, then open again.
Her breath fogged on the glass an inch above her face, obscuring most of her vision. It was dark. Her body felt sticky with sweat. She started to move, then stopped.
She couldn't move.
Or, she could, but there was no room. Her arms were pinned to her s... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 5,932 |
[WP] Someone in cryosleep wakes up to find the laboratory derelict and abandoned. | As the last drop of water was sliding slowly over my face, I came back to life. It’s always a terribly disorienting experience, waking up from cryosleep. The body is essentially dead and frozen, preserved until it’s needed. The actual process of waking up tends to take several days, for the body would shut down complet... | 2 | 0 | 9 | 5,933 |
[WP] Someone in cryosleep wakes up to find the laboratory derelict and abandoned. | The liquid drains from the container holding you, waking up in a panic as you look around. According to the automated voice, you were stored here for 20 years. No.
nonononononononononononONONONONONONONONONO
THIS WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN. You were supposed to be stored there forever, left to cyrosleep tilll the world... | 1 | 0 | 9 | 5,934 |
[WP] Someone in cryosleep wakes up to find the laboratory derelict and abandoned. | “…hell do you think you’re doing?” David’s outraged voice broke the silence.
Almost in response, he heard a hissing sound and that of machinery struggling to accomplish its task. The surface of the tube remained in place, not sliding in the fluid manner Daniel recalled it closing in when it sealed him into the cold ... | 1 | 0 | 9 | 5,935 |
[CW] Write about the end of the world. Every sentence has to end with a rhyming word. | It started with the fires, crackling around. Then went the buildings, tumbling to the ground. We escaped to the shelter, to never be found. But then came the looters, pound, pound. The bodies kept piling up into a mound. In the end there was nothing, not even a sound.
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[CW] Write about the end of the world. Every sentence has to end with a rhyming word. | The night was dark, the clock clicking "tick tock"
We heard the news, away from flames we flock
But no one knew, the bombs that flew now knock
On all our doors, open or closed with lock
So no one's safe, no sink or swim, just shock
Now we'll all burn, together on our doomed third rock
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[CW] Write about the end of the world. Every sentence has to end with a rhyming word. | The Earth was burning all in a flash.
We tried to escape, to make a dash.
The ground crumbled, buildings crashed.
But in the end, we were nothing but ash. | 1 | 0 | 7 | 5,938 |
[CW] Write about the end of the world. Every sentence has to end with a rhyming word. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 7 | 5,939 |
[WP] A man and a woman is set up on a blind date. It's discovered that one is a Republican and the other a Democrat. | [deleted] | 0 | 0 | 1 | 5,940 |
[WP] A man and a woman is set up on a blind date. It's discovered that one is a Republican and the other a Democrat. | A common friend had arranged it. He thought it hilarious to set up John, a staunch democrat, with Rosalie, a fervent republican, on a blind date. They went to a nice restaurant, ordered some wine and finger food, and to say that the meal was heated, would be an understatement, each one expounding their views in passion... | 1 | 0 | 1 | 5,941 |
[WP] A currently existing corporation ends up taking over the world over the next few decades. What company is it and how have things changed? | Every day is the same, every day is different. At my fingertips I control the entirety of my reality. Do I want to visit Africa today? Shall I take a trip to Mexico? Or should I kill some aliens? The possibilities are endless. I am the master of my universe. I wish for something and it appears. I want for nothing that ... | 3 | 0 | 8 | 5,942 |
[WP] A woman has a realization while she is laying in bed, listening to her neighbors arguing. | "YOU'RE A WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT, JAMES!"
*Oh, no. The upstairs neighbors were at it again, and it was only...*
Joanne looked at the alarm clock by her bed.
*...5 AM.*
Joanne couldn't understand many things. She couldn't understand why Rich had left her two weeks ago. She couldn't understand why she had been passe... | 9 | 0 | 20 | 5,943 |
[WP] A woman has a realization while she is laying in bed, listening to her neighbors arguing. | As I lay in my bed, insomnia, nicotine, coffee and a deadline keeping me awake, I could hear the man and the woman from 2C were getting heated in their apartment below me. Ours was an old building, a converted brownstone and their voices carried through the air vents like a songbird's mating call.
I brought their face... | 3 | 0 | 20 | 5,944 |
[WP] An inspiring and metaphorical story in under 500 words. | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 3 | 5,945 |
[CW] Story where the first and last sentences are exactly the same, but have completely different connotations. | It's like I'm already gone. My last day at this joke of a job is as pointless as my orientation was. But I don't even care. In my head I'm already on my way home, getting ready for bigger and better things. This new job should be everything I've been hoping for. Better pay, closer to home, and much more prestigious. I ... | 3 | 0 | 8 | 5,946 |
[CW] Story where the first and last sentences are exactly the same, but have completely different connotations. | The mail hasn't come today. My daughter is gone off on her own ways. They think we don't see, that they are the first generation to discover love. We let them play, we'll let them believe that. My daughter is sixteen, and the mailman's a young bloke, too. My daughter doesn't just run outside whenever the big blue van ... | 7 | 0 | 8 | 5,947 |
[CW] Story where the first and last sentences are exactly the same, but have completely different connotations. | *"If you believe in redemption, I'm calling to you from another dimension!"*
Assurance! We can be saved.
*dananana*
That line is from The Flobots - Rise. Music makes me feel better every now and then.
Distracting myself with lyrics - the beat, the melody.
The rhyme, the reason, the rhythm, the remedy.
He knows a ... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 5,948 |
[CW] Story where the first and last sentences are exactly the same, but have completely different connotations. | "How ya doin, buddy? You don't look so good," my best friend Nate noted. I wasn't sure what was wrong with me. I'm usually never this sloppy after only five drinks, but then again, I never drank this fast since my old college days. *Oh well,* I thought, *Looks like I'm gonna have a wild time with money to spare tonight... | 1 | 0 | 8 | 5,949 |
[CW] Story where the first and last sentences are exactly the same, but have completely different connotations. | I am a monster. I've known this my entire life. I've spent my life killing people. then i fell in love with her. when we are together, thats all she tells me. That i am a monster | 1 | 0 | 8 | 5,950 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | Dad never handled interruptions well. His workshop was his temple, and his "time pieces", his holy sacraments. We never dared venture down the stairs while he worked. That's what made cleaning up so difficult after he died.
I drew the string that powered the basement, and light flooded the room. Peering through a h... | 69 | 0 | 89 | 5,951 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | FYI, this is the plot of House of Leaves by Mark Danielewski. Totally worth checking out if you haven't!
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[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | I'll die in this house. I said it with confidence, and not a drop of regret. My mother had said the same thing. I was born in this house, I lived in this house and I'll die in this house. This is my house.
I breathe in deep, a lovely breeze blows across the backyard as it always does. The air carries the faint smell o... | 19 | 0 | 89 | 5,953 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | House of leaves follows this exact prompt. It's a good, confusing read. | 6 | 0 | 89 | 5,954 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | I was looking at the door that wasn't there before with surprise, and with excitement.
I have lived in this house for my whole life. First with my parents, but as I was ready to move out, they have moved out instead. They went to Europe, following the dreams of their youth. I envied them. I always wanted to see the w... | 2 | 0 | 89 | 5,955 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | I had a dream like that once. It lead to a tunnel to the neighbors house and there were bins and bins of old stuff | 1 | 0 | 89 | 5,956 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | **The Door: Part 1**
Madame Gérard glanced at the ornate clock upon the dresser. It was 10am and the sun was just starting its long, lazy journey across the clear Parisian sky casting ever shorter shadows from the tall windows from which a cool morning breeze and sounds of the outside life drifted into the apartment. ... | 3 | 0 | 89 | 5,957 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | The introduction of Amy as the doctor's companion followed this plot. | 2 | 0 | 89 | 5,958 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | Sullen thoughts attract sullen consequences.
"That's a proverb, right?"
He thought to himself in drunken stupor. It sounded familiar to him, but he couldn't recall when or where he heard it from. It didn't matter, if sullen thoughts actually did bring sullen consequences, then it only would have reflected his mood.... | 3 | 0 | 89 | 5,959 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | [deleted] | 3 | 0 | 89 | 5,960 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | My days are pretty calm and routine now, ever since my wife died. I lost her three years ago and I take extra special care of this bush in my front yard ever since. I pressed it into the ground the day she died.
Every day I start to the right of the yellow staircase in the front of the house. I tend to each plant bec... | 1 | 0 | 89 | 5,961 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | [deleted] | -1 | 0 | 89 | 5,962 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 89 | 5,963 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | The door appeared as if from nowhere, and stayed as if it had always been. Walking down my hall one morning, I glimpsed it out of the corner of my eye, passed it, then stopped and looked back at this unexpected addition to my home.
The door was wooden, at least at first glance. The surface of it was a color so dar... | 1 | 0 | 89 | 5,964 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | Robert Filliman was a noble man.
What great wealth and portly body Robert Filliman had was overshadowed by his intense love for his "collections." Mounds and mounds of treasures he stored in his vast home spilled over their elk wood barrels and silver crested chests. He loved it all, the hoarding, the admiration he c... | 1 | 0 | 89 | 5,965 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | The cow-print wall paper had been there since they moved in. It only covered the 3 square foot pantry. Today, a Saturday in mid-April, Brandon's mother was thinking of redecorating the small space. It was big enough to be a room, anyhow, she'd said aloud to herself.
"And I am in it at least three times a day. I'm tak... | 1 | 0 | 89 | 5,966 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | It's still there. The door. I thought that it would go away if I ignored it. If I just went about my daily routine. So I did. I made sure Shannon got to her job at the coffee shop, had my usual caffeine boost, then went to work. I checked on the empty lot near the school during my lunch. Stared for forty five minutes, ... | 1 | 0 | 89 | 5,967 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | A loud thumping noise woke him up from his nap.
*“Someone at the door?”*
Jack asked himself as he checked his watch. It was only 5pm, not a strange time for a visitor per se but where he lived didn’t exactly draw too many visitors in. Out in the countryside backed up against a small forest on one side with nothing ... | 1 | 0 | 89 | 5,968 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | **We wander around the house, thinking to Ourselves:**
Well, We're back home. Christmas. Again. With them...
We come back every year. They are family, after all. Remember, Mom and Dad said they'd retire and move somewhere nice after We left for college. Why did they stay?
I guess maybe because of Us?
No.
*Yeah!... | 1 | 0 | 89 | 5,969 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | As I stared at it, it seemed to stare back at me. It asserted itself, made its presence known. One could imagine how surprised I was that I'd never noticed it before.
The door was mahogany, so blood-red it appeared black, only to reveal its true color under close examination. It was a curious door. It had no doorknob,... | 1 | 0 | 89 | 5,970 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | The drive up the lane leading to the house was long and full of memories. It'd been ten years since my last visit. The house looked much as it had a decade ago. The ivy climbing the front was thicker, the hedges were taller and in need of pruning. The honeysuckle was out of control. I pulled up close to the rock wall t... | 1 | 0 | 89 | 5,971 |
[WP] Main character finds a door they've never seen before, in a house they've lived in their whole life. | He opened the door.
It had not been there the last thirty years living in that house. Of that he was certain. He had measured his kids ever expanding heights against that wall. The dark sharpie marks fading as they grew and left, finally vanishing under a layer of new paint a few years ago. Now here was a door. He cal... | 1 | 0 | 89 | 5,972 |
[WP] The city has become carnivorous. | First post on this sub, hope you guys like it!
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Jade and Alabaster walked through the streets. They weren't thoroughfares for cars, now, but a canvas for the bloody masterpiece that this city had been painting for the past few weeks. Jade kicked absentmindedly at what looked like part of a human skull.
"Ain'... | 8 | 0 | 23 | 5,973 |
[WP] The city has become carnivorous. | Only a few steps remained. Martin closed his eyes; it would be easier this way. He fumbled around his hoodie then found the zipper pulling it all the way up. He took a step forward.
One more. Then another. He must be close now. He took a breath
Then had the air knocked out of him as he was yanked back and thrown to t... | 1 | 0 | 23 | 5,974 |
[WP] The city has become carnivorous. | The city was always carnivorous. It devoured souls, spitting out the empty shells that polluted the streets during the rush hours, during the lunch break.
The city has become carnivorous. People did not notice at first. The disappearances were blamed on crime, on mental illness, on political agendas in statistics. But... | 6 | 0 | 23 | 5,975 |
[WP] The city has become carnivorous. | Plume of dust flared from the back of the carrier, large knobby tires chewing up the dirt road. 112th Recon, doing a routine sweep patrol out of Austin, Texas. The sun shone strongly, twelve noon and nothing stirring on the road, except for the random wind-blown weed or occasional snake. Funny how those always stayed a... | 2 | 0 | 23 | 5,976 |
[WP] The city has become carnivorous. | Everyone knew not to go out in the rain. The plumes of smoke rising from the factories has made clouds threatning and the rains lethal. The veritable hellfire would rain down on the city, and that torrent will be the end of many. No matter how many precautions one takes, there is always the chance of getting killed. Th... | 1 | 0 | 23 | 5,977 |
[WP] The city has become carnivorous. | Jack puts down his silenced gyrojet pistol, sits, and begins tapping his foot. He stares at the odd design of the pistol and begins absent-mindedly running his fingers over the metallic grooves of the gun as noises from outside his office become louder and louder.
Two men enter holding a petite woman between them. Her... | 1 | 0 | 23 | 5,978 |
[WP] Humanity discoveres it is not alone in the universe while an astronaut is exploring a geological formation on Mars as the same time as an alien astronaut. [More details within] | We were prepared for the one way journey. Immortality at its worst: live forever but in name only.
We were prepared for the weightlessness. Like lifting my newly born son for the first time away from his mother's embrace. An experience of joy and surprise, an exercise of trust with no prior record.
We were prepared ... | 3 | 0 | 17 | 5,979 |
[WP] Humanity discoveres it is not alone in the universe while an astronaut is exploring a geological formation on Mars as the same time as an alien astronaut. [More details within] | I saw something scrabble behind the rocks, and a plume of dust shot up. Nothing moves on a dead planet. I froze, completely paralyzed with fear. I knew what would happen next: genuine first contact. Whatever had made that dust cloud was alive. This wasn't a minor rock slide, or a flash freeze or any sort of geological ... | 7 | 0 | 17 | 5,980 |
[WP] Humanity discoveres it is not alone in the universe while an astronaut is exploring a geological formation on Mars as the same time as an alien astronaut. [More details within] | [deleted] | 2 | 0 | 17 | 5,981 |
[WP] Humanity discoveres it is not alone in the universe while an astronaut is exploring a geological formation on Mars as the same time as an alien astronaut. [More details within] | Zorp broke at least five rules and regulations by sitting down on a conveniently shaped rock. He didn't care much for those rules, not after his shuttle had made an unpleasant touchdown on a planet several light-years from home. It should have been a quick scoop and leave mission: get in, get some soil samples, and get... | 2 | 0 | 17 | 5,982 |
[WP] Write a fast paced fight scene. Kudos points to the most obscure/unique. | The meatball came soaring past.
*Shit.*
It was time to choose. Fight or flight. In this chaos I knew there was only one thing I could do. I grabbed the closet weapons I could, a sauce bottle for each hand. *Aw, fuck.* They were half empty, and nowhere to reload. It would have to do, but I couldn’t stand here ... | 3 | 0 | 3 | 5,983 |
[WP] Write a fast paced fight scene. Kudos points to the most obscure/unique. | My oppenent and I lock eyes from across the small platform.
"I knew it would be you. Of course it would be you," he says, his eyes never falling from mine.
I stare into his eyes and laugh. "You already know how this ends. Just give up and make it easy," I say with confidence. With that I raise my greatsword and ass... | 5 | 0 | 3 | 5,984 |
[WP] Write a fast paced fight scene. Kudos points to the most obscure/unique. | Rain crashes down on a thousand agents Smith as another bolt of lightning flares off the lenses of Neo’s oval shades.
“It ends tonight,” the Chosen One says evenly, water pouring off the flanks of his long trenchcoat. Down the wide street lined with Agent clones, a locutor of Smiths bares his teeth in a smile of rage... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 5,985 |
[WP] Channel your inner Dr Seuss/Spike Milligan and write a rhyming children's story about something fairly ridiculous. | Kissing helps to share disease,
Specifically it's called "cooties."
It starts with rashes on your toes,
Which spreads to elbows, then your nose
And if you think it ended there
I'll tell you now, life isn't fair.
For three weeks rain forms 'round your head
Until you're soggy, drowned and dead
And fishes wiggle t... | 5 | 0 | 3 | 5,986 |
[WP] Channel your inner Dr Seuss/Spike Milligan and write a rhyming children's story about something fairly ridiculous. | When people ride round in their automobiles
To work, school or home, others hot on their heels
They sometimes get stuck in big car line crams
That, oddly enough, they have named traffic jams.
...
Now jams, as you know, are a quite yummy treat
They come in all flavors, and all of them sweet
So why, one might as... | 3 | 0 | 3 | 5,987 |
[CW] Describe the best feeling in the world, but no analogies, metaphors or similes. | The body dumps it's full reserves of dopamine and serotonin and the body relaxes in the presence of an individual. | 5 | 0 | 3 | 5,988 |
[CW] Describe the best feeling in the world, but no analogies, metaphors or similes. | Summit within reach
Vertical > Horizontal
Stand above the clouds
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[WP]You arrive at the gates of heaven, and God says, "Come quickly, I've got a job for you, and the meetings almost begun". | 'You are the chosen one' he continues to tell me as we rush through the gates of heaven.
Slouched over his shoulder is what looks to be like a rifle, it is unlike anything I've seen before, it was a strong white colour which strains my eyes to look at.
As continue down a long road surrounded by white clouds I see in ... | 2 | 0 | 4 | 5,990 |
[WP] Write a story of a school shooting that makes us sympathetic with the shooter. | Wow this is an insane challenge, please someone write one. | 8 | 0 | 33 | 5,991 |
[WP] Write a story of a school shooting that makes us sympathetic with the shooter. | [deleted] | 7 | 0 | 33 | 5,992 |
[WP] Write a story of a school shooting that makes us sympathetic with the shooter. | I feel kind of dirty now. What a nasty prompt.
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Tomorrow. Tomorrow's the big day. Dad doesn't think I know where he keeps the handgun. Of course, I do. Probably thinks I'm stupid too. Just like Bobby, Michael and Josh. But I was stupid, of course. Stupid to think that Bobby, dear sweet handsome Bobby, would invit... | 45 | 0 | 33 | 5,993 |
[WP] Write a story of a school shooting that makes us sympathetic with the shooter. | No, fuck that. Its easier to be sympathetic to a pedophile's plight than those monsters. | -2 | 0 | 33 | 5,994 |
[WP] Write a story of a school shooting that makes us sympathetic with the shooter. | This is off-topic, but OP (and anyone else) if you want to read a great book on the topic of school shootings read The Hate List by Jennifer Brown. It's a fiction book written in the perspective of the girlfriend of a kid who commited a school shooting, but there were definitely moments when I felt sympathetic for the ... | 2 | 0 | 33 | 5,995 |
[WP] Write a story of a school shooting that makes us sympathetic with the shooter. | School shootings are obviously bad.
There's no moral dilemma, no lesser of two evils.
What would compel you to shoot a man in the head?
Food? Money? Love?
It's hard to kill a stranger, even when you have to.
If he's hurt you though, it makes it a little easier to tell yourself, "He wronged me."
Sometimes you migh... | 3 | 0 | 33 | 5,996 |
[WP] Write a story of a school shooting that makes us sympathetic with the shooter. | (First story here. Input is appreciated.)
Five minutes to the bell.
It took me a while to set this all up. Had to watch the janitors and the technicians. Had to keep an eye on the security guards' movements and rotations. It wasn't hard. I analyze everything. It didn't take much...just a lot of time.
Four minu... | 1 | 0 | 33 | 5,997 |
[WP] Write a story of a school shooting that makes us sympathetic with the shooter. | [deleted] | 3 | 0 | 33 | 5,998 |
[WP] Write a story of a school shooting that makes us sympathetic with the shooter. | She stood up on the table.
"Goodbye, everyone."
Then her blonde hair ran with red. | 8 | 0 | 33 | 5,999 |
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