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[WP] Your character wakes up one day and finds that most people's eyes seem to be glowing brightly, but some people's are not. Why? | When I woke up, I noticed her pale skin and deep-set eyes staring into the sun. The reflections against her skin were mirrors of my life. I didn’t even realize she was standing atop the bright glow. Where is she going? Why is it so bright in her eyes? This had to be a nightmare, a lucid dream without an explanation. Fo... | 3 | 0 | 11 | 6,100 |
[WP] Your character wakes up one day and finds that most people's eyes seem to be glowing brightly, but some people's are not. Why? | Star woke up to the icy touch of her dad’s soft hands, her cheeks blushing from his soothing caress. She turned her back against the wall and faced him, ruining the position of the beautiful, red, rose clipped to her hair. Her dad’s eyes were shut tight, fighting off the desire to cry. Star placed her hand on his and h... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 6,101 |
[WP] Your character wakes up one day and finds that most people's eyes seem to be glowing brightly, but some people's are not. Why? | The day was going pretty well. The work wasn't all that hard, and I finally had some progress with the numbers — first sight of the solution that evaded me for half a week. It was a good time to take a break.
I stopped at the office kitchen for some tea, and suddenly noticed something strange. A mixed company of guys ... | 1 | 0 | 11 | 6,102 |
[WP] Your character wakes up one day and finds that most people's eyes seem to be glowing brightly, but some people's are not. Why? | 10 mornings ago I woke to a world that had ended but didn't know it yet. My reflection stared back dimly at me from the mirror. There was no change in me. There won't be for another hour.
There were strange darting lights on my morning commute. It's drilled into you if you regularly take public transport though: d... | 3 | 0 | 11 | 6,103 |
[WP] Your character wakes up one day and finds that most people's eyes seem to be glowing brightly, but some people's are not. Why? | Jane Campbell hated her alarm clock probably more than anything else in life.
She felt an object whose sole purpose was to jolt someone out of a peaceful sleep could only been concocted from Hell, or at least something close. Its only redeeming feature was the large button on top; she gave it a nice, satisfying smack... | 2 | 0 | 11 | 6,104 |
Write a short story of a person who can recover from any physical injury and effectively has immortality. Starting from the age of 20 however, he has to experience each of the ways he possibly could have died from every time he goes to sleep. |
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[WP] You're a consultant for a clothing company, and you're discussing next quarter's newest fashion trend. | To belt or to not -
A question time's now forgot;
For without buckle or strap
You'll find yourself in a flap.
This season, you see, is all about *leather*
Shoes, jackets and bags
Whatever the weather.
Biker-babe's in, and floral is out:
Polish your studs and darken your pout.
Ditch lace for laces, ignore airs... | 1 | 0 | 3 | 6,106 |
[WP] You're a consultant for a clothing company, and you're discussing next quarter's newest fashion trend. | "I'm telling you man, people love the gays now, it's cool to be gay! I don't care if you're gay or not but next season you'll be dressing like it!
"Hey! I resent that, I am a gay man and I can tell you that it isn't a walk in the park, we've overcome adversity, we fight for our rights every day, it's not just about dr... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 6,107 |
[PM] Prompt me, please! | You're driving down the road, and you see a woman crouching in the middle of the street. She looks distressed. You walk towards her... | 2 | 0 | 4 | 6,108 |
[PM] Prompt me, please! | You zone out during a menial task and a random memory with seemingly no prior significance comes to mind. What meaning do you derive? | 2 | 0 | 4 | 6,109 |
[PM] Prompt me, please! | The last woman in the world is not unhappy about this fact. | 1 | 0 | 4 | 6,110 |
[PM] Prompt me, please! | Someone is duct taped to the ceiling and is discovered by a friend. What happened? | 1 | 0 | 4 | 6,111 |
[PM] Prompt me, please! | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 4 | 6,112 |
[WP] A dramatic scene | Lisa and Eliza were closer than close can be. They shared everything sisters to the end. As they turned 11 they finally looked and each other and decided it was time to part. They were sick of constantly sharing everything and finally undertood what their parents told them on their birthday, that if they ever wanted to... | 3 | 0 | 5 | 6,113 |
[WP] A dramatic scene | Richie had heard others talk about the calm that washes over you in moments like this. The focus, the clarity. Nothing else matters. Tunnel vision. The world doesn't exist outside of what you see before you and the ball in your hand.
Bullshit.
The ball felt like it was made of concrete, each stitch an upturned thumb... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 6,114 |
[WP] A dramatic scene | "We don't have to do this."
Adam looked John in the eye, his head pounding as the sun beat mercilessly upon them. His mouth was dry and tasted strange. "It's our only hope, John. We've talked it through." He turned and gestured at the two roads before them. "This is our only shot."
John nodded somberly and turned to... | 2 | 0 | 5 | 6,115 |
[WP] A dramatic scene | He’d never seen her like this. She was hysterical. Bitter, and Jesus Christ! It was only 7:30 in the morning, far too early for a shouting match, but that's just the way it goes sometimes, he supposed.
He was sitting, sipping coffee, and eating the last of his breakfast.
“You’re just going to fucking sit ther... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 6,116 |
[WP] A dramatic scene | The wolf stared at the twins, who stared right back. It growled, a low noise that emanated up from his belly towards his chest and out an open, sharp-toothed mouth. Crispin stepped forward and mimicked the wolf’s snarl. His brother, Corin, grinned a wicked grin, tilted his head back, and roared.
Seven big cats j... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 6,117 |
[WP] Your boss discovers your writing on r/writingprompts. | "This is some of the most uninspired drivel I've ever seen."
I nodded, feeling more stupid than usual. I could smell the coffee on his breath as he leaned over me, and at that moment, I wanted nothing more than for him to go away. But the universe is not kind to its inhabitants.
"Is this what you do all day?" he aske... | 9 | 0 | 8 | 6,118 |
[WP] Your boss discovers your writing on r/writingprompts. |
lordmalifico leaned back into his office chair, his eyes running across his laptop screen. Briefly scratching at his jawline, he turned his attention to a game on his computer, a bright and flashy pinball game that came with the operating system. Just a few minutes of this and there was a knock on the door. With pani... | 6 | 0 | 8 | 6,119 |
[WP] Your boss discovers your writing on r/writingprompts. | "Badmotherfuhrer, can I see you in my office?"
"Uh, sure," I said, wondering if today was finally the day of my arrest. I had been stealing from the company for several years now, skimming cash from certain sales accounts. So far, I had evaded incarceration, and even managed to keep my job, but I knew that every week ... | 1 | 0 | 8 | 6,120 |
[WP] Write a story ending in "and the clock tolled 26" |
A world of melancholy, a new bell has rung and rabid dogs hurriedly line the streets. From the swinging and the tolling of bells, children play in the streets with their hands. The ladies in their fine dresses get away from their dungeons and present their gifts to Death. The men continue their eternal toils.
And th... | 1 | 0 | 4 | 6,121 |
Two cowboys in the Old West are about to have a shoot-out. Both, however, are extreme cowards and are looking for excuses to end the fight before it starts. |
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Two cowboys in the Old West are about to have a shoot-out. Both, however, are extreme cowards and are looking for excuses to end the fight before it starts. | Deadwood Jake's jingling spurs warned the town that it was about to go down. Bar tenders scrambled, doors were locked up tight and shades were drawn. Leadhand Stan's beard was so wirey sand stiff that it was said he had once used it to lacerate a prostitute's throat when she tried to rob him. Many legends swirled aroun... | 20 | 0 | 23 | 6,123 |
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Two cowboys in the Old West are about to have a shoot-out. Both, however, are extreme cowards and are looking for excuses to end the fight before it starts. | "You don't have to do this. You can still walk away."
"Same goes for you, friend."
"I mean it. You know I won't show mercy."
"Mercy's for the weak. As for you, what're your kids gonna do without dear old daddy around?"
"I don't got kids. Know you do, though."
"Yeah, well, I know you're seein the servin girl at the... | 5 | 0 | 23 | 6,125 |
Two cowboys in the Old West are about to have a shoot-out. Both, however, are extreme cowards and are looking for excuses to end the fight before it starts. | On the third day, Eugene Horvat came out of the Hung Fuk Hong Restaurant on Mercury Street, his limbs sore and elastic, and looked out into the mist that had coalesced over the mountain town feeling as if he had stepped into a dream. Over the hills that gave this place its name he could see the garrison machinery of th... | 2 | 0 | 23 | 6,126 |
Two cowboys in the Old West are about to have a shoot-out. Both, however, are extreme cowards and are looking for excuses to end the fight before it starts. | Randy the Reaper walked down the street, a ghost-town showdown about to occur. He was nervous. Very nervous. And his mind was racing, not for ways to win the fight, but ways to escape it.
"Hey, you lily-livered coward. Come on out!" yelled 'Madman' Maury.
Randy knew his time was up.
"Alright. Alright. I'll come on ... | 2 | 0 | 23 | 6,127 |
[CS] The story of the unstable mage | Carlo strode down the promenade, drinking in the rusted iron sky. It was lined with darker clouds, a small, rising red sun was still sunken beyond the horizon and barely bathed the world in a cold scarlet gloom.
Sounds of business reached his sensitive ears from far ahead; merchants shouting of bargains, hard barterin... | 3 | 0 | 5 | 6,128 |
[WP] You get up at 2 A.M. and go sit by the beach. Why? | Two in the morning, and I couldn't sleep. That had become part of my routine lately. Fall asleep at ten, wake up at two, stare at the ceiling until five or so. I don't know why and I don't know how to fix it.
That day was different. I could still feel the weight of my partner beside me. I could still tell that she wa... | 1 | 0 | 4 | 6,129 |
[WP] You get up at 2 A.M. and go sit by the beach. Why? | The waves and I were having our nightly conversation.
We said nothing, but still we spoke great volumes; I communicated through the enormous weight of the words that lingered on the edge of my silence, the waves whispered their secret plans and impossible hopes through the openings of conch shells.
The moon was a bea... | 4 | 0 | 4 | 6,130 |
[WP] You get up at 2 A.M. and go sit by the beach. Why? | **-011**
**Resolution Challenge**
Beer bottles clacked and rattled, falling like a mini-avalanche of glass from the night stand. The alarm was screaming, and I was having a hard time seeing through the fog of sleep and the veil of intoxication the alarm was there to remove. I pushed myself up from the bed like a zom... | 1 | 0 | 4 | 6,131 |
[WP] You get up at 2 A.M. and go sit by the beach. Why? | After an hour and half of tossing and turning, Karl sighed deeply and pushed back the covers. Fae barely stirred, her lithe frame dozing peacefully in the small beachside shack the two had rented for their week in Thailand. This was only their third day here and already he was starting to feel his calm, cool veneer cra... | 1 | 0 | 4 | 6,132 |
[WP] You get up at 2 A.M. and go sit by the beach. Why? | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 4 | 6,133 |
[WP] You get up at 2 A.M. and go sit by the beach. Why? | I woke up suddenly and looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand. It was 1:59AM and immediately the clock changed to 2:00AM.
"What the frick.", I said to no one in particular and rolled back and stared at the ceiling.
This is the second night this week I woke up so early. Maybe I should cut back on the mocha haz... | 1 | 0 | 4 | 6,134 |
[WP] You get up at 2 A.M. and go sit by the beach. Why? | I finally realized why they say you shouldn't mix your alcohols. The combination of tequila, gin, beer, and marshmallows was making my gut gurgle and pitch, and every time I lay back down it felt like everything was going to come back up.
The little rented cabin was dank with the smell of half-empties and sleep. I w... | 1 | 0 | 4 | 6,135 |
[WP] You get up at 2 A.M. and go sit by the beach. Why? | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 4 | 6,136 |
[WP] You get up at 2 A.M. and go sit by the beach. Why? | Silence. That's all there was left. Silence. No kid's screaming, no parents yelling back. No teenagers running up and down the boardwalk. It will never be like it was. The hurricane took the soul, and the fire took the rest. It will never be what it was.
But at 2 in the morning, none of that mattered. No one would ha... | 2 | 0 | 4 | 6,137 |
[WP] You get up at 2 A.M. and go sit by the beach. Why? | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 4 | 6,138 |
[WP] You get up at 2 A.M. and go sit by the beach. Why? | Disorientated in my queen sized mattress, my eye lids jolted open. I became overwhelmed with anxiety, and my new apartment's empty walls forced a reticent atmosphere. I zip up my Levi's, shrug my jacket over my shoulder blades and thrust down the light switch on my way out.
Walking down the Avenue, my ear drums are p... | 1 | 0 | 4 | 6,139 |
[WP] Two brothers, a sheriff and a mountain man, are at odds when one comes to claim justice after the other who shot a man dead. | Ernest sat stunned at the rickety table in his shack. He was at his usual routine, which always proceeded by him boiling up a strong pot of coffee, dark, strong coffee, and then proceeding to switch on his old Philco Battery Cell radio, that had been his grandfather’s. He, and his brother, Gene, had grown up in this ca... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 6,140 |
[WP] Two brothers, a sheriff and a mountain man, are at odds when one comes to claim justice after the other who shot a man dead. | I know this is a little bit delayed, but I've spent quite a while working on this story. It really inspired me.
Part One
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Deep up the mountains, the sheriff of Buncombe County drove. His name was Sly Redmont, at least that's what everyone called him. As he drove, the sound of the radio became fuzzy and more diffic... | 1 | 0 | 5 | 6,141 |
[WP] Write the last words of the novel you've always wanted to write | James looked down and started to cry. Not because he was sad, or angry. He wasn't even sad that it was over. He began to cry because he hadn't cried since the diagnosis. He cried because he wanted to once more before the end. | 4 | 0 | 6 | 6,142 |
[WP] Write the last words of the novel you've always wanted to write | Gabriel lowered his sword and turned to Michael, tears falling down his face as the sky filled with fighting warriors. The shrieks of dying demons and angels filled the earth. "We've failed, Michael..."
Michael lowered the visor of his helmet, his wings unfurling. "War and Conquest are upon us. We will fight. We *mus... | 4 | 0 | 6 | 6,143 |
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[WP] Write the last words of the novel you've always wanted to write | Raymond stubbed out his cigarette. Last one. It was a Meyrink. Fuck.
The beaches were so beautiful, the bodies seemed like a shame. The blood was pumping out into the delicate brown sand. Waves lapped it up and sashayed the deep crimson in along with white froth. Soon it would be far away in the endless waters... | 2 | 0 | 6 | 6,145 |
[WP] Write the last words of the novel you've always wanted to write | "Captain! The debris is powering WhitePoint drives!"
Pandora stood from her chair and stared at the sensor operator. "Say again. Powering WhitePoint drives?"
"Aye Captain. Powering WhitePoint drives."
"Dear lord, it's in earth's atmosphere!" Pandora jumped over to her chair and hammered on the comms panel build into... | 2 | 0 | 6 | 6,146 |
[WP] Write the last words of the novel you've always wanted to write | Beyond the End the question remains, being born within oneself infinitely again and again; sticking a hand into the First-and-Last Whirlpool, just enough to feel at home. | 3 | 0 | 6 | 6,147 |
[WP] Write the last words of the novel you've always wanted to write | She looked down from the airship. The plate windows, several inches thick articulated the form of the world in strange grotesqueries.
Clenching her left arm, a plate of iron grinds. Eve looks at her and follows her gaze. Eve turns to see her eye. It's been absorbed and the focus changes. Lily smiles.
The armored fac... | 1 | 0 | 6 | 6,148 |
[WP] Write the last words of the novel you've always wanted to write | As he looked into the mirror looking at his blood ridden reflection, reality set in, he had become what he has feared most, he failed. | 3 | 0 | 6 | 6,149 |
[WP] Write the last words of the novel you've always wanted to write | And in the last moments of her life, Vega consented finally to death- the last and true death, knowing that she would not be revived on yet another battlefield of time. This time she would rest, and her journey of one hundred generations would be complete. | 3 | 0 | 6 | 6,150 |
[WP] Write the last words of the novel you've always wanted to write | As he fell, he looked from the ground, to the sky, to the ground, and to the sky once more, and though he didn't have the time to put it into words, he was absolutely alright with the way things turned out. | 3 | 0 | 6 | 6,151 |
[WP] Write the last words of the novel you've always wanted to write | My hands couldn't keep the sight still. Fighting against the weight, I wiped my eyes and looked down the barrel at Jeremy.
Jeremy pressed the knife closer to sarah's neck. "Just do it, I haven't got much time left here," he said.
"I'll miss you," I said.
"Then aim better." | 7 | 0 | 6 | 6,152 |
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[WP] Write the last words of the novel you've always wanted to write | David and Peter clung to jetsam, swimming toward a distant beam of light. The lake seemed to stretch on for ages, a yawning void of darkness illuminated only by the patches of fire burning on what looked like oil pooling here and there. The blood of the damned, the wicked, the evil. While the screeching, hissing, clawi... | 1 | 0 | 6 | 6,154 |
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[WP] Write the last words of the novel you've always wanted to write | As her casket lowered into her grave, Garren cried tears of joy.
Not because she had died, but because she had lived. | 1 | 0 | 6 | 6,156 |
[WP] Write the last words of the novel you've always wanted to write | The End | 3 | 0 | 6 | 6,157 |
[WP] Write the last words of the novel you've always wanted to write | Chris hauled Maria up over the wicker walls of the crude gondola. sulfur and ash stung in his eyes.
"You caught me." her voice was flat with shock or disbelief.
"Let's not make a big deal of it." Chris said, scowling to hide a smile.
"Where do you think we'll land?" Maria asked, peering down at the ruined fortress a... | 1 | 0 | 6 | 6,158 |
[WP] Write the last words of the novel you've always wanted to write | Wrote [this](http://samwise-stories.tumblr.com/post/73003922008/11-1-14) in response! -001 | 5 | 0 | 6 | 6,159 |
[WP] Write the last words of the novel you've always wanted to write | "You've only stopped one man. The ideals will live on. My mob will come for you. And nothing is more powerful than a mob of people, hell-bent on a goal."
"You're wrong."
"How s-"
A gunshot rang out.
"Nothing's more powerful than a .44 and the memory of my dead, mutilated daughter." | 2 | 0 | 6 | 6,160 |
[WP] Write the last words of the novel you've always wanted to write | Desdemona, the thousand-year old demon that had fought so hard for those she was raised to despise, was dead. And this time, there was no bringing her back.
Emilia cried. | 1 | 0 | 6 | 6,161 |
[WP] Write the last words of the novel you've always wanted to write | And as he gazed over the endless horizon, he realized that his world, our world, was finally whole again. -001 | 1 | 0 | 6 | 6,162 |
[EU] Two characters from different universes go on a date. Where do they go? Does anyone survive? How the hell did it come about? | As awestruck as he had been when he saw her in combat armor, unloading a rifle into a thug on Elysium, Mal found himself even more fascinated by the woman that walked toward him now in the gray and blue evening dress. She still held an air of command and an unspoken announcement that she could and *would* snap the neck... | 3 | 0 | 5 | 6,163 |
Write a story in the style of the song "stan" by Eminem |
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Write a story in the style of the song "stan" by Eminem | Sorry for any typos, here's the best I could do. [Play this in the background](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KX-vmoYCCJE)
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*Chorus: /r/funny s gone cold I'm wondering why I'm..
on this subreddit at all
The morning pain of opening a new window...
so I can see it all
Please have new glorious blue links toda... | 3 | 0 | 3 | 6,165 |
[CW] Write a haiku that has 5, 7, 5 words. | [deleted] | 1 | 0 | 2 | 6,166 |
[CW] Write a haiku that has 5, 7, 5 words. | The planets align positively perfectly,
The sun and moons follow their cue,
Black holes take their place. | 2 | 0 | 2 | 6,167 |
[CW] Write a haiku that has 5, 7, 5 words. | I call this one "Waking up at 6AM":
No no no no no
No no no no no no no
No no no no no.
I call this one "waking up with a hangover":
Sleep. Gone. Now I wake.
Must I move my legs? Such ache.
Where's my phone and keys? | 1 | 0 | 2 | 6,168 |
[CW] Write a haiku that has 5, 7, 5 words. | I have all that is,
But it is not just for me,
It is for my friends.
-010
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[CW] Write a haiku that has 5, 7, 5 words. | Math Problem -010
___________________________________________________________
Confusion is fogged
I desperately focus
New questions forgot | 1 | 0 | 2 | 6,170 |
[EU] Solaire of Astora stumbles upon a young Link and assists him in learning how to use a sword, along with instilling something more important inside of him. | Link: "??????!?"
Solair: "Yes my plucky green companion, the next to greatest skill one can learn besides the wielding of blade is how to keep a healthy and loving colon."
Link: "?!???!!!"
Solair: Hah Hah Hah, I'm afraid you are wrong on this one. We are amidst strange beings, in a strange land.
The flow of time ... | 3 | 0 | 5 | 6,171 |
[OT] When you write a prompt... | I occasionally write to prompts, but more commonly outside of this subreddit. I just write whatever comes to mind and don't waste time on editing. I do this because the initial creative phase is much harder for me than editing and picking things apart later on. | 4 | 0 | 2 | 6,172 |
[OT] When you write a prompt... | I just write then save it, after a little bit of spell check at least. If I edit and proofread it a lot, I wind up either scrapping the whole thing and not submitting anything, or I wind up with a piece of crap. | 1 | 0 | 2 | 6,173 |
[OT] When you write a prompt... | I write as I go in the comment box if a prompt piques my interest, much as I'm doing now with this comment. No real editing besides proofreading for spell checks, and occasionally I'll add a paragraph or two somewhere in the story if needed for clarification purposes. | 1 | 0 | 2 | 6,174 |
[OT] When you write a prompt... | I'm shoot first, ask questions later later kind of guy. Besides, if I'm given a longer period, I'd just ramble on forever. | 1 | 0 | 2 | 6,175 |
[OT] When you write a prompt... | Essentially everything I post on here is first draft. I might do a quick skim of it to make sure there aren't any typos/weird grammatical errors, but otherwise it's all as I write it. | 2 | 0 | 2 | 6,176 |
[OT] When you write a prompt... | Write, Write, Write (in word doc).
Finish. Submit to Reddit.
Re-read. Feel unsatisfied. Edit.
Re-read. Fix flow.
Go to sleep. | 1 | 0 | 2 | 6,177 |
[OT] When you write a prompt... | "Wing it."
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[OT] When you write a prompt... | I write a draft, then edit it for spelling, grammar, and punctuation only. No rewriting. Then up it goes. | 1 | 0 | 2 | 6,179 |
[OT] When you write a prompt... | I give myself 40 minutes, and see what comes out. I also try and practice one technique or trick from my saved collection of writing bookmarks. | 1 | 0 | 2 | 6,180 |
[FF] Tell a story with 500 words or less words that makes the reader truly angry with no violence or crime involved. | "What the hell is this?" He dropped another coat on the floor. "Are you retarded? Do you think I can wear this? Do you know who I am? Do you? I am very important! And you are just a lazy employee who can't even get a single thing right!
So be a good girl and stop wasting my time! Hurry, pick those up and bring me some... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 6,181 |
[FF] Tell a story with 500 words or less words that makes the reader truly angry with no violence or crime involved. | “What the hell're we gunna do with him?” Jesse fiercely whispered to her husband. She stood looking at him with her hands put on her hips, her lips pursed, and her eyebrows raised.
“Well, I guess we have to get rid of him,” Clinton replied quickly but with a somewhat distant expression on his face.
“Yes, by God you'r... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 6,182 |
[FF] Tell a story with 500 words or less words that makes the reader truly angry with no violence or crime involved. | The day was hot and the city street was bustling. A man stood aside the ant line of busy pedestrians walking to their next appointments. “Excuse me?” He would say to any of them who walked close enough by him. Many of them would ignore him and keep moving. “Excuse me?” and a gentleman finally stopped and gave the m... | 3 | 0 | 3 | 6,183 |
[FF] Tell a story with 500 words or less words that makes the reader truly angry with no violence or crime involved. | Every religious person knows any contraception is murder. You are killing the potential human, you sin against God by not controlling your urges. It's murder, plain and simple. Besides, every sexual relation with non reproductive purposes, even if it's with a woman, it's masturbation. You're using your partner like a s... | 2 | 0 | 3 | 6,184 |
[FF] Tell a story with 500 words or less words that makes the reader truly angry with no violence or crime involved. | **-012**
**Resolution Challenge**
**(Part 1)**
She kissed me good-bye. Her lips tasted like raspberry chap stick. Her hair was mussed from sleeping. She begged me to stay home, but she knew I couldn't. We were saving for a house. I'd spent months cleaning up her credit so we could get the loan. It was why I had to ... | 1 | 0 | 3 | 6,185 |
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Thanks :)
...Monkeys looooooove bananas! | 1 | 0 | 2 | 6,186 |
[FF] Write a surreal poem in 10 words. | Skeletal bones flirting with dogs,
bones bark as dogs break. | 3 | 0 | 12 | 6,187 |
[FF] Write a surreal poem in 10 words. | Lipstick lies;
Perfumed whores;
Mosaic souls
wanting so much more. | 8 | 0 | 12 | 6,188 |
[FF] Write a surreal poem in 10 words. | Windows open, and doves fly
The souls of men cry.
Edit: spacing | 5 | 0 | 12 | 6,189 |
[FF] Write a surreal poem in 10 words. | Sweating pitchers on slick nickel cables,
Knock hard on [them](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Electric_guitar).
Edit: What is this thread's style called? I need to get better at it. | 2 | 0 | 12 | 6,190 |
[FF] Write a surreal poem in 10 words. | The doorknob smiled as usual.
Toys playing with children's souls. | 2 | 0 | 12 | 6,191 |
[FF] Write a surreal poem in 10 words. | I swim in blue smoke clouds, while everyone watches TV. | 3 | 0 | 12 | 6,192 |
[FF] Write a surreal poem in 10 words. | Rotting flowers,
Beneath the blooming sun,
As if, only one. | 1 | 0 | 12 | 6,193 |
[FF] Write a surreal poem in 10 words. | Thoughts are strings
Of thinking beings
Wrapped around necks, tightening | 1 | 0 | 12 | 6,194 |
[WP] One day, a number appears above everyones head. It's visible only to the naked eye. | Sometimes, I envy the blind.
They seem so carefree, so happy.
Most people today wear glasses; sunglasses, clear glasses, goggles, it doesn't really matter what they wear, but nearly everyone wears some kind of eyeware. People fear taking it off. It is always on, and if they ever do take it off, its usually at night, ... | 7 | 0 | 8 | 6,195 |
[WP] One day, a number appears above everyones head. It's visible only to the naked eye. | The numbers above aren't sublime.
They get on my nerves all the time.
Bad enough by themselves,
But insulting as well
That I had to get 69.
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[WP] One day, a number appears above everyones head. It's visible only to the naked eye. | [deleted] | 5 | 0 | 8 | 6,197 |
[WP] One day, a number appears above everyones head. It's visible only to the naked eye. | Didn't /u/storytellerbob do something like this once? | 2 | 0 | 8 | 6,198 |
[WP] One day, a number appears above everyones head. It's visible only to the naked eye. | When I woke up the next morning and rolled over in bed that’s when I first saw. She was still there. I poked her just to make sure she was real. She was. Her left sock was still on, just like mine was. I walked over to the mirror, still naked from last night. Well. Almost naked, my left sock was still on. I moved silen... | 2 | 0 | 8 | 6,199 |
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