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We spend lots of times on the beautiful. Describe the ugly, in whichever way you can portray it best. | [WP] Describe the ugliest human being to have ever lived. | All I could hear was a soft voice saying, "Lets keep this a secret between me and you, okay?" | Skormfront Pimplebottom Dumpshikster was known for his enduring, illustrious poetry. Each stanza could encapsulate the heart and make the eyes water, or carry one's soul fluttering off to a meadowland of beauty and awe. So when he was called to read his first published book of poems at the Fresh Jive Cat Soul Coffee Pl... |
We spend lots of times on the beautiful. Describe the ugly, in whichever way you can portray it best. | [WP] Describe the ugliest human being to have ever lived. | All I could hear was a soft voice saying, "Lets keep this a secret between me and you, okay?" | His breath stank of intolerance, and his words were just as rank. His face was a twisted visage of racism and hatred. He was swathed in a uniform of darkness, one that his entire organization wore. His feet were twisted by the principles that he stood on; it was a wonder that he could even walk. His hands were gnar... |
Looking for something dramatic, like the end of an epic tale. It's a built-in twist, but how far does that rabbit hole go? Take us on a ride! | [WP] A hero confronts the villain in a final showdown, only to find out that their roles have been reversed the entire time. | Rob drew his sword and ran into Ezra's chamber.
*Just one more thing to take care of and this is over. This entire bloody war.*
He skidded to a halt as he looked inside. The man in front of him was nothing like he had pictured. He'd been expecting an angry, vicious man- a man worthy of the reputation that surrounded h... | This isn't a family. We aren't a family.
Piercing rage and drunken slurs littered the memory of our relationship, slurs I became accustomed to much too young. Verbally put in my place, I remembered apologizing for my existence, something I couldn't fully understand, but longed for your approval. As if that wasn't enou... |
Looking for something dramatic, like the end of an epic tale. It's a built-in twist, but how far does that rabbit hole go? Take us on a ride! | [WP] A hero confronts the villain in a final showdown, only to find out that their roles have been reversed the entire time. | Rob drew his sword and ran into Ezra's chamber.
*Just one more thing to take care of and this is over. This entire bloody war.*
He skidded to a halt as he looked inside. The man in front of him was nothing like he had pictured. He'd been expecting an angry, vicious man- a man worthy of the reputation that surrounded h... |
“There is an inherent line we draw between good and evil. Paddling our paths through the currents, correcting courses, leaving it all to the winds that blow our sails.” brimming from a toxin scorched voice. “You see...” a slight tilt of the head and a grin that can only be described as possessed continued “We have... |
Looking for something dramatic, like the end of an epic tale. It's a built-in twist, but how far does that rabbit hole go? Take us on a ride! | [WP] A hero confronts the villain in a final showdown, only to find out that their roles have been reversed the entire time. | "There is nowhere to run now. I finally have you!" Abel screamed through the winds as he reached the summit of the tower and climbed out upon the rooftop. "Your days are done brother." He saw Cain, stood at the edge, his tar black hair one with the night sky. This was the end of his journey.
"Why are you doing this br... | "Men, this is our final stand. The foreign scum march on our fair city from both the East and West. We will be severely outnumbered. Our divine leader is delegating orders from a secure location. His life is safe. Ours however, will be put on the line for the glory of our wonderful nation. Know that God has chosen us a... |
Looking for something dramatic, like the end of an epic tale. It's a built-in twist, but how far does that rabbit hole go? Take us on a ride! | [WP] A hero confronts the villain in a final showdown, only to find out that their roles have been reversed the entire time. | It was a simple move. Queen to rook, checkmate, and the match was over. It had taken all of six moves for Adam to beat the world champion of chess.
A hush had fallen over the room when the match had started, and even now not a whisper could be heard. Magnus was stunned. He sat across from Adam, keenly aware of what h... | "Men, this is our final stand. The foreign scum march on our fair city from both the East and West. We will be severely outnumbered. Our divine leader is delegating orders from a secure location. His life is safe. Ours however, will be put on the line for the glory of our wonderful nation. Know that God has chosen us a... |
Put some effort into it please. I'd really like to see where you guys take this. | [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. ... | 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... |
Put some effort into it please. I'd really like to see where you guys take this. | [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.... | 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... |
Put some effort into it please. I'd really like to see where you guys take this. | [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.... | The introduction of Amy as the doctor's companion followed this plot. |
Put some effort into it please. I'd really like to see where you guys take this. | [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... | FYI, this is the plot of House of Leaves by Mark Danielewski. Totally worth checking out if you haven't!
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The Alien is wary of the Human as they appear to initially resemble a creature from a cautionary tale for children. | [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 ... | 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 ... |
[WP] The stars are slowly burning off one by one. Scientists have determined the exact amount of time to the week that the sun will shut down. | The sun was going to go out in a week, so we were going to send it out with a bang.
Out of the thirty billion people on Earth, ten billion were shipped off to terraforming colonies in other systems. Five billion were sent off to science and exploratory missions for various governments and corporations. Seven billion... | "You always said- " He coughed. "You always said you couldn't bear the thought of going on without me." He said with a feint smile.
She frowned. "You're an old fool."
The machine played it's tones. His heart rate was dropping again. This was to be expected, they had told her. The nurse had offered to turn the ala... | |
[WP] The stars are slowly burning off one by one. Scientists have determined the exact amount of time to the week that the sun will shut down. | "What a headline. STARS BURNING OUT. DAYS OF SUN NUMBERED. Who would have guessed?"
"Well, there's worldwide panic, and efforts to clarify the entire matter have all but backfired. People think we're hiding the truth, and this has only increased the hysteria. In short... we're doomed."
"In that case, all we can do is... | Professor de Havermeyer blinked into the telescope in disbelief. His great find, the Omega galaxy, its faint light coming from so far away that it had no right to exist at all, the once in a lifetime chance at making an indelible mark into the annals of the history of science and earning his place among the pantheon of... | |
[WP] The stars are slowly burning off one by one. Scientists have determined the exact amount of time to the week that the sun will shut down. | The sun was going to go out in a week, so we were going to send it out with a bang.
Out of the thirty billion people on Earth, ten billion were shipped off to terraforming colonies in other systems. Five billion were sent off to science and exploratory missions for various governments and corporations. Seven billion... | Professor de Havermeyer blinked into the telescope in disbelief. His great find, the Omega galaxy, its faint light coming from so far away that it had no right to exist at all, the once in a lifetime chance at making an indelible mark into the annals of the history of science and earning his place among the pantheon of... | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | Anonymity behind a screen that hides your physique, and though you seek a blush, I'm out to turn your whole body scarlet. | Your face is awesome. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | To fall asleep I imagine you're the big spoon. | Your face is awesome. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | Trying to make you blush is making me blush now. A silly idea trips my mind: circumstantial romance. So meta it might work. Message me. | Your face is awesome. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | My hand brushes against your nipple as I blow in your ear. I slowly rub your inner thigh as you gently flinch. | Your face is awesome. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | Ay bby U Want Sum Fuk? | Your face is awesome. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | During your most embarrassing, most downtrodden moment of low self esteem, someone out there is getting off to the highest idea of you. | Your face is awesome. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | Anonymity behind a screen that hides your physique, and though you seek a blush, I'm out to turn your whole body scarlet. | Your zipper's down. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | Trying to make you blush is making me blush now. A silly idea trips my mind: circumstantial romance. So meta it might work. Message me. | Your zipper's down. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | My hand brushes against your nipple as I blow in your ear. I slowly rub your inner thigh as you gently flinch. | Your zipper's down. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | Ay bby U Want Sum Fuk? | Your zipper's down. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | Anonymity behind a screen that hides your physique, and though you seek a blush, I'm out to turn your whole body scarlet. | You would make all the good love stories jealous. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | Trying to make you blush is making me blush now. A silly idea trips my mind: circumstantial romance. So meta it might work. Message me. | You would make all the good love stories jealous. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | My hand brushes against your nipple as I blow in your ear. I slowly rub your inner thigh as you gently flinch. | You would make all the good love stories jealous. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | Ay bby U Want Sum Fuk? | You would make all the good love stories jealous. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | To fall asleep I imagine you're the big spoon. | You're the most beautiful, creative, and intelligent person it has ever been my pleasure to briefly interact with. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | Trying to make you blush is making me blush now. A silly idea trips my mind: circumstantial romance. So meta it might work. Message me. | You're the most beautiful, creative, and intelligent person it has ever been my pleasure to briefly interact with. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | My hand brushes against your nipple as I blow in your ear. I slowly rub your inner thigh as you gently flinch. | You're the most beautiful, creative, and intelligent person it has ever been my pleasure to briefly interact with. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | Ay bby U Want Sum Fuk? | You're the most beautiful, creative, and intelligent person it has ever been my pleasure to briefly interact with. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | During your most embarrassing, most downtrodden moment of low self esteem, someone out there is getting off to the highest idea of you. | You're the most beautiful, creative, and intelligent person it has ever been my pleasure to briefly interact with. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | Maybe I like your hair. Perhaps it's your smile. It could be your eyes, but I think it's because your penis is showing. | You're the most beautiful, creative, and intelligent person it has ever been my pleasure to briefly interact with. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | To fall asleep I imagine you're the big spoon. | I never stood a chance. Sheer iridescence. Eyesore; The cure. Nothing can be said to do you justice. I'll end it with just this...Wow. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | Trying to make you blush is making me blush now. A silly idea trips my mind: circumstantial romance. So meta it might work. Message me. | I never stood a chance. Sheer iridescence. Eyesore; The cure. Nothing can be said to do you justice. I'll end it with just this...Wow. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | My hand brushes against your nipple as I blow in your ear. I slowly rub your inner thigh as you gently flinch. | I never stood a chance. Sheer iridescence. Eyesore; The cure. Nothing can be said to do you justice. I'll end it with just this...Wow. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | Ay bby U Want Sum Fuk? | I never stood a chance. Sheer iridescence. Eyesore; The cure. Nothing can be said to do you justice. I'll end it with just this...Wow. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | During your most embarrassing, most downtrodden moment of low self esteem, someone out there is getting off to the highest idea of you. | I never stood a chance. Sheer iridescence. Eyesore; The cure. Nothing can be said to do you justice. I'll end it with just this...Wow. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | To fall asleep I imagine you're the big spoon. | Oh, if you insist. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | Trying to make you blush is making me blush now. A silly idea trips my mind: circumstantial romance. So meta it might work. Message me. | Oh, if you insist. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | My hand brushes against your nipple as I blow in your ear. I slowly rub your inner thigh as you gently flinch. | Oh, if you insist. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | Ay bby U Want Sum Fuk? | Oh, if you insist. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | During your most embarrassing, most downtrodden moment of low self esteem, someone out there is getting off to the highest idea of you. | Oh, if you insist. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | My hand brushes against your nipple as I blow in your ear. I slowly rub your inner thigh as you gently flinch. | To fall asleep I imagine you're the big spoon. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | Ay bby U Want Sum Fuk? | To fall asleep I imagine you're the big spoon. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | Ay bby U Want Sum Fuk? | Trying to make you blush is making me blush now. A silly idea trips my mind: circumstantial romance. So meta it might work. Message me. | |
[WP] Make me blush 25 words or less. | Ay bby U Want Sum Fuk? | My hand brushes against your nipple as I blow in your ear. I slowly rub your inner thigh as you gently flinch. | |
It's up to you what constitutes sex or where you set this story. Maybe when you first realise this power, maybe 1000 years later in a young body, maybe using it to get around some kind of obstacle, maybe you finally found someone you love and haven't told them yet, maybe the chain of displaced bodies you've left behind... | [WP] Every time you have sex with someone, you switch bodies with them. | A scream ripped right through Casey’s post-coital haze. She hadn’t seen herself so panicked since she was in high school. The look on her face was of pure disgust. Just what she needed - a sexist.
“Honey,” she whispered as she struggled to sit up. “Honey, you need to calm down, okay?”
“Calm down?” the guy she’d met a... | This would add a whole new level to rape and another set of problems with authentication. |
It's up to you what constitutes sex or where you set this story. Maybe when you first realise this power, maybe 1000 years later in a young body, maybe using it to get around some kind of obstacle, maybe you finally found someone you love and haven't told them yet, maybe the chain of displaced bodies you've left behind... | [WP] Every time you have sex with someone, you switch bodies with them. | A scream ripped right through Casey’s post-coital haze. She hadn’t seen herself so panicked since she was in high school. The look on her face was of pure disgust. Just what she needed - a sexist.
“Honey,” she whispered as she struggled to sit up. “Honey, you need to calm down, okay?”
“Calm down?” the guy she’d met a... | Kate Bush's "Running Up That Hill". |
It's up to you what constitutes sex or where you set this story. Maybe when you first realise this power, maybe 1000 years later in a young body, maybe using it to get around some kind of obstacle, maybe you finally found someone you love and haven't told them yet, maybe the chain of displaced bodies you've left behind... | [WP] Every time you have sex with someone, you switch bodies with them. | A scream ripped right through Casey’s post-coital haze. She hadn’t seen herself so panicked since she was in high school. The look on her face was of pure disgust. Just what she needed - a sexist.
“Honey,” she whispered as she struggled to sit up. “Honey, you need to calm down, okay?”
“Calm down?” the guy she’d met a... | "God dammit, I can't do physics. I took notes as best as I could but this probably doesn't make sense. I told you we should have had sex this morning."
"Oh, it looks fine. Thanks for going to class for me, cutie."
"You're welcome," I sighed. I know she...well, he...me? Ugh, this 'body switch when we have sex' thing i... |
It's up to you what constitutes sex or where you set this story. Maybe when you first realise this power, maybe 1000 years later in a young body, maybe using it to get around some kind of obstacle, maybe you finally found someone you love and haven't told them yet, maybe the chain of displaced bodies you've left behind... | [WP] Every time you have sex with someone, you switch bodies with them. | Donald looked down to make everyone think he was concentrating, but he was really just taking a moment to admire his brand new breasts. He took a bit too long, however, and Mrs. Jones cleared her throat loudly.
“Working out the math, are we?” she said acidly.
Donald whipped his head up. “Yes, yes. Of course I am.”... | "God dammit, I can't do physics. I took notes as best as I could but this probably doesn't make sense. I told you we should have had sex this morning."
"Oh, it looks fine. Thanks for going to class for me, cutie."
"You're welcome," I sighed. I know she...well, he...me? Ugh, this 'body switch when we have sex' thing i... |
It's up to you what constitutes sex or where you set this story. Maybe when you first realise this power, maybe 1000 years later in a young body, maybe using it to get around some kind of obstacle, maybe you finally found someone you love and haven't told them yet, maybe the chain of displaced bodies you've left behind... | [WP] Every time you have sex with someone, you switch bodies with them. | A scream ripped right through Casey’s post-coital haze. She hadn’t seen herself so panicked since she was in high school. The look on her face was of pure disgust. Just what she needed - a sexist.
“Honey,” she whispered as she struggled to sit up. “Honey, you need to calm down, okay?”
“Calm down?” the guy she’d met a... | I've been Alex for a long time.
Of course, there's no rational reason to believe that this was her original body. A few months ago, I found an online forum for people who were Switched against their will with someone called Alex. Male, female, but always named Alex. Based on some of the things they remember her saying... |
It's up to you what constitutes sex or where you set this story. Maybe when you first realise this power, maybe 1000 years later in a young body, maybe using it to get around some kind of obstacle, maybe you finally found someone you love and haven't told them yet, maybe the chain of displaced bodies you've left behind... | [WP] Every time you have sex with someone, you switch bodies with them. | Donald looked down to make everyone think he was concentrating, but he was really just taking a moment to admire his brand new breasts. He took a bit too long, however, and Mrs. Jones cleared her throat loudly.
“Working out the math, are we?” she said acidly.
Donald whipped his head up. “Yes, yes. Of course I am.”... | I've been Alex for a long time.
Of course, there's no rational reason to believe that this was her original body. A few months ago, I found an online forum for people who were Switched against their will with someone called Alex. Male, female, but always named Alex. Based on some of the things they remember her saying... |
It's up to you what constitutes sex or where you set this story. Maybe when you first realise this power, maybe 1000 years later in a young body, maybe using it to get around some kind of obstacle, maybe you finally found someone you love and haven't told them yet, maybe the chain of displaced bodies you've left behind... | [WP] Every time you have sex with someone, you switch bodies with them. | Donald looked down to make everyone think he was concentrating, but he was really just taking a moment to admire his brand new breasts. He took a bit too long, however, and Mrs. Jones cleared her throat loudly.
“Working out the math, are we?” she said acidly.
Donald whipped his head up. “Yes, yes. Of course I am.”... | When I woke up in the morning, the bastard had already left. If my groggy, thumping headache was something to go by, he had drugged me. Holy shit, I thought, had I lost a day or two? I jumped off the bed and promptly fell face first on my nice soft pink rug as my legs reached the floor far earlier than I expected. As I... |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | When Gus was seven years old, he tried to trade his soul for a new video game. His dad was barbecuing at the time. The conversation, which Gus never forgot, went like this:
"Why not?"
"Because it's a game. You have lots of games."
"But I don't have Dragon o' Time 2!"
"Maybe for your birthday, or Saturnalia, or what... | Satan enters the boy's bedroom room, possessing the body of a chubby middle aged woman.
"Who, who the fuck are you," exclaims Chris in a panic as he covers himself in his blanket.
The woman laughs maniacally. "Oh Chris, its your pal Satan," she says. Satan walks up to him, curtsies, and goes, "Look at this fat bitc... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | Stan Marsley threw the fire on the crushed up herbs and waited. A puff of smoke and a flash popped in the room and an unimpressive red skinned man in a red Elvis costume appeared before him with a pitchfork. He did not have Devil horns.
"Behold! I'm Satan!" exclaimed the four and a half foot tall disappointment. "What... | Satan enters the boy's bedroom room, possessing the body of a chubby middle aged woman.
"Who, who the fuck are you," exclaims Chris in a panic as he covers himself in his blanket.
The woman laughs maniacally. "Oh Chris, its your pal Satan," she says. Satan walks up to him, curtsies, and goes, "Look at this fat bitc... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "So anything I want?"
Satan gives his trademark smile, exuding charm and malice. "If it hasn't been asked before. I don't want to get bored. Bad things happen on earth when I'm bored." He smiles again, showing that he's pleased with himself. "For the price of course."
"I wish to be ruler of heaven and earth."
Satan... | Satan enters the boy's bedroom room, possessing the body of a chubby middle aged woman.
"Who, who the fuck are you," exclaims Chris in a panic as he covers himself in his blanket.
The woman laughs maniacally. "Oh Chris, its your pal Satan," she says. Satan walks up to him, curtsies, and goes, "Look at this fat bitc... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "Look man, I'm all for the whole 'A fool and he money are soon parted' thing, believe me. But your soul is worth a hell (pun intened) of a lot more than *a case of PBR.* You really should try and hold me out for something better than that."
Jeff stared at Satan for a moment, his red solo cup long since emptied of refr... | Satan enters the boy's bedroom room, possessing the body of a chubby middle aged woman.
"Who, who the fuck are you," exclaims Chris in a panic as he covers himself in his blanket.
The woman laughs maniacally. "Oh Chris, its your pal Satan," she says. Satan walks up to him, curtsies, and goes, "Look at this fat bitc... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | **POP**
Ow, hell ow... dammit. That hurt like all get-out. Is this how it is? Just a featureless room with a table and two chairs? Please tell me that this isn't some perverse "exit interview".
The other chair was tall and leather bound, reflecting dully in the overhead light. The table, well, it wasn't anything spec... | Satan enters the boy's bedroom room, possessing the body of a chubby middle aged woman.
"Who, who the fuck are you," exclaims Chris in a panic as he covers himself in his blanket.
The woman laughs maniacally. "Oh Chris, its your pal Satan," she says. Satan walks up to him, curtsies, and goes, "Look at this fat bitc... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "Right. So this document declares that you, Marry White, are the owner of one (1) soul, presumed to be in Good Standing and of Moral Virtue with no previous claims, levies, or fines against"
An astute person can spot someone with a legal background from across a crowded room. There's a certain bearing: the way they ... | Satan enters the boy's bedroom room, possessing the body of a chubby middle aged woman.
"Who, who the fuck are you," exclaims Chris in a panic as he covers himself in his blanket.
The woman laughs maniacally. "Oh Chris, its your pal Satan," she says. Satan walks up to him, curtsies, and goes, "Look at this fat bitc... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "You want to give your *eternal soul* for internet points on some internet website?" Said the red god, incredulous.
"You must be retarded..." Could even *he* send a disabled man to hell? What fun would it be torturing somebody that understands nothing? He hadn't thought of this, much like the music industry he had cr... | Satan enters the boy's bedroom room, possessing the body of a chubby middle aged woman.
"Who, who the fuck are you," exclaims Chris in a panic as he covers himself in his blanket.
The woman laughs maniacally. "Oh Chris, its your pal Satan," she says. Satan walks up to him, curtsies, and goes, "Look at this fat bitc... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | Stan Marsley threw the fire on the crushed up herbs and waited. A puff of smoke and a flash popped in the room and an unimpressive red skinned man in a red Elvis costume appeared before him with a pitchfork. He did not have Devil horns.
"Behold! I'm Satan!" exclaimed the four and a half foot tall disappointment. "What... | “Look, your soul isn’t worth that much.” Lucifer said as his fingers glided over the piano keys.
“Come on,” she smiled. “If you really are who you say, nothing should be out of your reach.”
Lucifer frowned, “Don’t try that game with me. It’s insulting.”
“It’s one phone call. How bad could it be?”
“You don’t know hi... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "So anything I want?"
Satan gives his trademark smile, exuding charm and malice. "If it hasn't been asked before. I don't want to get bored. Bad things happen on earth when I'm bored." He smiles again, showing that he's pleased with himself. "For the price of course."
"I wish to be ruler of heaven and earth."
Satan... | “Look, your soul isn’t worth that much.” Lucifer said as his fingers glided over the piano keys.
“Come on,” she smiled. “If you really are who you say, nothing should be out of your reach.”
Lucifer frowned, “Don’t try that game with me. It’s insulting.”
“It’s one phone call. How bad could it be?”
“You don’t know hi... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "Look man, I'm all for the whole 'A fool and he money are soon parted' thing, believe me. But your soul is worth a hell (pun intened) of a lot more than *a case of PBR.* You really should try and hold me out for something better than that."
Jeff stared at Satan for a moment, his red solo cup long since emptied of refr... | “Look, your soul isn’t worth that much.” Lucifer said as his fingers glided over the piano keys.
“Come on,” she smiled. “If you really are who you say, nothing should be out of your reach.”
Lucifer frowned, “Don’t try that game with me. It’s insulting.”
“It’s one phone call. How bad could it be?”
“You don’t know hi... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | **POP**
Ow, hell ow... dammit. That hurt like all get-out. Is this how it is? Just a featureless room with a table and two chairs? Please tell me that this isn't some perverse "exit interview".
The other chair was tall and leather bound, reflecting dully in the overhead light. The table, well, it wasn't anything spec... | “Look, your soul isn’t worth that much.” Lucifer said as his fingers glided over the piano keys.
“Come on,” she smiled. “If you really are who you say, nothing should be out of your reach.”
Lucifer frowned, “Don’t try that game with me. It’s insulting.”
“It’s one phone call. How bad could it be?”
“You don’t know hi... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "Right. So this document declares that you, Marry White, are the owner of one (1) soul, presumed to be in Good Standing and of Moral Virtue with no previous claims, levies, or fines against"
An astute person can spot someone with a legal background from across a crowded room. There's a certain bearing: the way they ... | “Look, your soul isn’t worth that much.” Lucifer said as his fingers glided over the piano keys.
“Come on,” she smiled. “If you really are who you say, nothing should be out of your reach.”
Lucifer frowned, “Don’t try that game with me. It’s insulting.”
“It’s one phone call. How bad could it be?”
“You don’t know hi... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | Stan Marsley threw the fire on the crushed up herbs and waited. A puff of smoke and a flash popped in the room and an unimpressive red skinned man in a red Elvis costume appeared before him with a pitchfork. He did not have Devil horns.
"Behold! I'm Satan!" exclaimed the four and a half foot tall disappointment. "What... | A pleasant scented evergreen log spit and cracked as the gales, which now buffeted the lodge, forced the fire's smoke out the large bricked fireplace. Eamonn sat in silence playing cards with Daithi and Holden, the only sound between the men was the familiar utterances,'check', 'call', 'raise' and 'fold'.
The aged tim... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "So anything I want?"
Satan gives his trademark smile, exuding charm and malice. "If it hasn't been asked before. I don't want to get bored. Bad things happen on earth when I'm bored." He smiles again, showing that he's pleased with himself. "For the price of course."
"I wish to be ruler of heaven and earth."
Satan... | A pleasant scented evergreen log spit and cracked as the gales, which now buffeted the lodge, forced the fire's smoke out the large bricked fireplace. Eamonn sat in silence playing cards with Daithi and Holden, the only sound between the men was the familiar utterances,'check', 'call', 'raise' and 'fold'.
The aged tim... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "Look man, I'm all for the whole 'A fool and he money are soon parted' thing, believe me. But your soul is worth a hell (pun intened) of a lot more than *a case of PBR.* You really should try and hold me out for something better than that."
Jeff stared at Satan for a moment, his red solo cup long since emptied of refr... | A pleasant scented evergreen log spit and cracked as the gales, which now buffeted the lodge, forced the fire's smoke out the large bricked fireplace. Eamonn sat in silence playing cards with Daithi and Holden, the only sound between the men was the familiar utterances,'check', 'call', 'raise' and 'fold'.
The aged tim... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "Look man, I'm all for the whole 'A fool and he money are soon parted' thing, believe me. But your soul is worth a hell (pun intened) of a lot more than *a case of PBR.* You really should try and hold me out for something better than that."
Jeff stared at Satan for a moment, his red solo cup long since emptied of refr... | When Gus was seven years old, he tried to trade his soul for a new video game. His dad was barbecuing at the time. The conversation, which Gus never forgot, went like this:
"Why not?"
"Because it's a game. You have lots of games."
"But I don't have Dragon o' Time 2!"
"Maybe for your birthday, or Saturnalia, or what... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | **POP**
Ow, hell ow... dammit. That hurt like all get-out. Is this how it is? Just a featureless room with a table and two chairs? Please tell me that this isn't some perverse "exit interview".
The other chair was tall and leather bound, reflecting dully in the overhead light. The table, well, it wasn't anything spec... | When Gus was seven years old, he tried to trade his soul for a new video game. His dad was barbecuing at the time. The conversation, which Gus never forgot, went like this:
"Why not?"
"Because it's a game. You have lots of games."
"But I don't have Dragon o' Time 2!"
"Maybe for your birthday, or Saturnalia, or what... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "Right. So this document declares that you, Marry White, are the owner of one (1) soul, presumed to be in Good Standing and of Moral Virtue with no previous claims, levies, or fines against"
An astute person can spot someone with a legal background from across a crowded room. There's a certain bearing: the way they ... | When Gus was seven years old, he tried to trade his soul for a new video game. His dad was barbecuing at the time. The conversation, which Gus never forgot, went like this:
"Why not?"
"Because it's a game. You have lots of games."
"But I don't have Dragon o' Time 2!"
"Maybe for your birthday, or Saturnalia, or what... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "You want to give your *eternal soul* for internet points on some internet website?" Said the red god, incredulous.
"You must be retarded..." Could even *he* send a disabled man to hell? What fun would it be torturing somebody that understands nothing? He hadn't thought of this, much like the music industry he had cr... | When Gus was seven years old, he tried to trade his soul for a new video game. His dad was barbecuing at the time. The conversation, which Gus never forgot, went like this:
"Why not?"
"Because it's a game. You have lots of games."
"But I don't have Dragon o' Time 2!"
"Maybe for your birthday, or Saturnalia, or what... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | **POP**
Ow, hell ow... dammit. That hurt like all get-out. Is this how it is? Just a featureless room with a table and two chairs? Please tell me that this isn't some perverse "exit interview".
The other chair was tall and leather bound, reflecting dully in the overhead light. The table, well, it wasn't anything spec... | "You called me?"
The call of the man beside him distracted Peter. "Who are--" Before he could finish his sentence, he notices that ram horns adorn his forehead. Satan. "Yes, last night actually. Where were you?"
"I thought that if you slept through it, you'll change your mind." Satan stares at Peter's eyes, his eyes ... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "Right. So this document declares that you, Marry White, are the owner of one (1) soul, presumed to be in Good Standing and of Moral Virtue with no previous claims, levies, or fines against"
An astute person can spot someone with a legal background from across a crowded room. There's a certain bearing: the way they ... | "You called me?"
The call of the man beside him distracted Peter. "Who are--" Before he could finish his sentence, he notices that ram horns adorn his forehead. Satan. "Yes, last night actually. Where were you?"
"I thought that if you slept through it, you'll change your mind." Satan stares at Peter's eyes, his eyes ... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "You want to give your *eternal soul* for internet points on some internet website?" Said the red god, incredulous.
"You must be retarded..." Could even *he* send a disabled man to hell? What fun would it be torturing somebody that understands nothing? He hadn't thought of this, much like the music industry he had cr... | "You called me?"
The call of the man beside him distracted Peter. "Who are--" Before he could finish his sentence, he notices that ram horns adorn his forehead. Satan. "Yes, last night actually. Where were you?"
"I thought that if you slept through it, you'll change your mind." Satan stares at Peter's eyes, his eyes ... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "Look," said Satan, "I'm not interested."
"What?" Cassie asked. "I'm offering my soul to be with the one I love."
"Yeah? So?"
"Well, I thought it would be a fairly common thing for you to do."
"Oh, would it now? Just because I'm the Lord of Hell, I can just take your soul whenever?"
"Well...can't you?"
"Of course... | "You called me?"
The call of the man beside him distracted Peter. "Who are--" Before he could finish his sentence, he notices that ram horns adorn his forehead. Satan. "Yes, last night actually. Where were you?"
"I thought that if you slept through it, you'll change your mind." Satan stares at Peter's eyes, his eyes ... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "Hello," Satan called, greeting the seller cordially.
"Are you him?" Stan asked.
"Him . . ." Satan left the question hanging between them.
"Lucifer? Are you him?" Stan asked, suddenly realizing that if he was, he was shaking the Devil's hand and pulled his paw away.
"I'm him. I'm the guy. The Big *Baddie*. The Soul... | "You called me?"
The call of the man beside him distracted Peter. "Who are--" Before he could finish his sentence, he notices that ram horns adorn his forehead. Satan. "Yes, last night actually. Where were you?"
"I thought that if you slept through it, you'll change your mind." Satan stares at Peter's eyes, his eyes ... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | Satan rubbed one of his horns and groaned. "Listen, kid. I don't usually say no to soul contracts. But no."
The boy blinked. "Why not?"
"Because," said Satan, "it's against policy."
"'Cause I'm a kid," said the kid. "I bet you think I'm stupid, or something."
"Undoubtedly," said Satan. "And because I don't really ... | "You called me?"
The call of the man beside him distracted Peter. "Who are--" Before he could finish his sentence, he notices that ram horns adorn his forehead. Satan. "Yes, last night actually. Where were you?"
"I thought that if you slept through it, you'll change your mind." Satan stares at Peter's eyes, his eyes ... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | **POP**
Ow, hell ow... dammit. That hurt like all get-out. Is this how it is? Just a featureless room with a table and two chairs? Please tell me that this isn't some perverse "exit interview".
The other chair was tall and leather bound, reflecting dully in the overhead light. The table, well, it wasn't anything spec... | "Oh good, you're here. Took you longer than i thought it would."
"Well I came as fast as I could, never thought i'd see the day that God's authority on earth asked for *my* favour! What is it you want my... err... **NEW FRIEND**!"
"Ah yes, allow me to quickly place myself in this pentagon. Right, I will give you my s... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "Right. So this document declares that you, Marry White, are the owner of one (1) soul, presumed to be in Good Standing and of Moral Virtue with no previous claims, levies, or fines against"
An astute person can spot someone with a legal background from across a crowded room. There's a certain bearing: the way they ... | "Oh good, you're here. Took you longer than i thought it would."
"Well I came as fast as I could, never thought i'd see the day that God's authority on earth asked for *my* favour! What is it you want my... err... **NEW FRIEND**!"
"Ah yes, allow me to quickly place myself in this pentagon. Right, I will give you my s... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "You want to give your *eternal soul* for internet points on some internet website?" Said the red god, incredulous.
"You must be retarded..." Could even *he* send a disabled man to hell? What fun would it be torturing somebody that understands nothing? He hadn't thought of this, much like the music industry he had cr... | "Oh good, you're here. Took you longer than i thought it would."
"Well I came as fast as I could, never thought i'd see the day that God's authority on earth asked for *my* favour! What is it you want my... err... **NEW FRIEND**!"
"Ah yes, allow me to quickly place myself in this pentagon. Right, I will give you my s... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "Hello," Satan called, greeting the seller cordially.
"Are you him?" Stan asked.
"Him . . ." Satan left the question hanging between them.
"Lucifer? Are you him?" Stan asked, suddenly realizing that if he was, he was shaking the Devil's hand and pulled his paw away.
"I'm him. I'm the guy. The Big *Baddie*. The Soul... | "Oh good, you're here. Took you longer than i thought it would."
"Well I came as fast as I could, never thought i'd see the day that God's authority on earth asked for *my* favour! What is it you want my... err... **NEW FRIEND**!"
"Ah yes, allow me to quickly place myself in this pentagon. Right, I will give you my s... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | Satan rubbed one of his horns and groaned. "Listen, kid. I don't usually say no to soul contracts. But no."
The boy blinked. "Why not?"
"Because," said Satan, "it's against policy."
"'Cause I'm a kid," said the kid. "I bet you think I'm stupid, or something."
"Undoubtedly," said Satan. "And because I don't really ... | "Oh good, you're here. Took you longer than i thought it would."
"Well I came as fast as I could, never thought i'd see the day that God's authority on earth asked for *my* favour! What is it you want my... err... **NEW FRIEND**!"
"Ah yes, allow me to quickly place myself in this pentagon. Right, I will give you my s... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "Right. So this document declares that you, Marry White, are the owner of one (1) soul, presumed to be in Good Standing and of Moral Virtue with no previous claims, levies, or fines against"
An astute person can spot someone with a legal background from across a crowded room. There's a certain bearing: the way they ... | **POP**
Ow, hell ow... dammit. That hurt like all get-out. Is this how it is? Just a featureless room with a table and two chairs? Please tell me that this isn't some perverse "exit interview".
The other chair was tall and leather bound, reflecting dully in the overhead light. The table, well, it wasn't anything spec... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | "Hello," Satan called, greeting the seller cordially.
"Are you him?" Stan asked.
"Him . . ." Satan left the question hanging between them.
"Lucifer? Are you him?" Stan asked, suddenly realizing that if he was, he was shaking the Devil's hand and pulled his paw away.
"I'm him. I'm the guy. The Big *Baddie*. The Soul... | "Look," said Satan, "I'm not interested."
"What?" Cassie asked. "I'm offering my soul to be with the one I love."
"Yeah? So?"
"Well, I thought it would be a fairly common thing for you to do."
"Oh, would it now? Just because I'm the Lord of Hell, I can just take your soul whenever?"
"Well...can't you?"
"Of course... | |
[WP] Someone wants to give away their soul for something. Satan tries to talk them out of it. | Satan rubbed one of his horns and groaned. "Listen, kid. I don't usually say no to soul contracts. But no."
The boy blinked. "Why not?"
"Because," said Satan, "it's against policy."
"'Cause I'm a kid," said the kid. "I bet you think I'm stupid, or something."
"Undoubtedly," said Satan. "And because I don't really ... | "Look," said Satan, "I'm not interested."
"What?" Cassie asked. "I'm offering my soul to be with the one I love."
"Yeah? So?"
"Well, I thought it would be a fairly common thing for you to do."
"Oh, would it now? Just because I'm the Lord of Hell, I can just take your soul whenever?"
"Well...can't you?"
"Of course... | |
[WP] Death pleads with a doctor to stop prolonging the suffering of a terminally ill patient. | Beady eyes stared down a beaked nose as Death, Lord of Souls, stood over the woman lying in the hospital bed. A voice, authoritative but meager given the circumstances, piped up behind him. "Don't you lay a finger on her."
Death turned, slowly, and locked eyes with the man who dared to challenge him; with the man who... | "Why must you prolong my stay here?" Death stared the doctor in the eyes, even though the doctor couldn't hear it. Or see him for that matter, but Death knew that his ideas were getting through to the doctor. Death already knew why this was going on, the doctor was clinging on to hope, but this just makes the loss hard... | |
[WP] Death pleads with a doctor to stop prolonging the suffering of a terminally ill patient. | "You know there is still two weeks left for him to live. Wouldn't you rather spend that time with him?"
She looked at the ground, not quite sure what to do or say. She never expected this to happen. It's unnatural.
"Yes, please do it. It hurts to see him in pain like this all the time. I want him comfortable."
It wa... | "Why must you prolong my stay here?" Death stared the doctor in the eyes, even though the doctor couldn't hear it. Or see him for that matter, but Death knew that his ideas were getting through to the doctor. Death already knew why this was going on, the doctor was clinging on to hope, but this just makes the loss hard... | |
[WP] Death pleads with a doctor to stop prolonging the suffering of a terminally ill patient. | Death entered the hospital bedroom, cloaked in black night and carrying a smell of rotting flesh appropriate to the locale. The doctor, carefully studying an elderly patient on life support, watched his nemesis approach.
Death spoke first.
*Why do you keep this woman alive?*
The doctor was shocked. This was no God... | "Why must you prolong my stay here?" Death stared the doctor in the eyes, even though the doctor couldn't hear it. Or see him for that matter, but Death knew that his ideas were getting through to the doctor. Death already knew why this was going on, the doctor was clinging on to hope, but this just makes the loss hard... | |
[WP] Death pleads with a doctor to stop prolonging the suffering of a terminally ill patient. | Death was not at all like I imagined. You see the pictures on the internet, and in paintings and carved into rock walls. As long as we've been alive, we've been showing death. I thought it would be more... skeletal.
But no. To me, Death looked like a man in a black suit. Keeping up with the fashion of the times, he s... | "Why must you prolong my stay here?" Death stared the doctor in the eyes, even though the doctor couldn't hear it. Or see him for that matter, but Death knew that his ideas were getting through to the doctor. Death already knew why this was going on, the doctor was clinging on to hope, but this just makes the loss hard... | |
[WP] Death pleads with a doctor to stop prolonging the suffering of a terminally ill patient. | Beady eyes stared down a beaked nose as Death, Lord of Souls, stood over the woman lying in the hospital bed. A voice, authoritative but meager given the circumstances, piped up behind him. "Don't you lay a finger on her."
Death turned, slowly, and locked eyes with the man who dared to challenge him; with the man who... | "What do you have to gain by keeping this poor woman alive Doctor?" I was not inpatient with the man, annoyed would be the word I think humans would use. I mean, really, what does he have to gain?
"She is young. She has a chance still, for a future, for a family. She smacked her head when she fell, nothing other than... | |
[WP] Death pleads with a doctor to stop prolonging the suffering of a terminally ill patient. | "You know there is still two weeks left for him to live. Wouldn't you rather spend that time with him?"
She looked at the ground, not quite sure what to do or say. She never expected this to happen. It's unnatural.
"Yes, please do it. It hurts to see him in pain like this all the time. I want him comfortable."
It wa... | "What do you have to gain by keeping this poor woman alive Doctor?" I was not inpatient with the man, annoyed would be the word I think humans would use. I mean, really, what does he have to gain?
"She is young. She has a chance still, for a future, for a family. She smacked her head when she fell, nothing other than... | |
[WP] Death pleads with a doctor to stop prolonging the suffering of a terminally ill patient. | "You know there is still two weeks left for him to live. Wouldn't you rather spend that time with him?"
She looked at the ground, not quite sure what to do or say. She never expected this to happen. It's unnatural.
"Yes, please do it. It hurts to see him in pain like this all the time. I want him comfortable."
It wa... | Beady eyes stared down a beaked nose as Death, Lord of Souls, stood over the woman lying in the hospital bed. A voice, authoritative but meager given the circumstances, piped up behind him. "Don't you lay a finger on her."
Death turned, slowly, and locked eyes with the man who dared to challenge him; with the man who... | |
[WP] Death pleads with a doctor to stop prolonging the suffering of a terminally ill patient. | Death was not at all like I imagined. You see the pictures on the internet, and in paintings and carved into rock walls. As long as we've been alive, we've been showing death. I thought it would be more... skeletal.
But no. To me, Death looked like a man in a black suit. Keeping up with the fashion of the times, he s... | “Not you again,” scowled Susan. “Can’t you see I’m busy?”
“Fine, I’ll stop time then.” Before Susan could object, Death had snapped his fingers and the world around her stood still. Susan sighed, “Who do you want?”
“Mr. Bailey.”
“What? But it isn’t his time yet.”
“I know.”
“You can’t go around claiming people... | |
Combine these three disparate elements into one cohesive story. Make it interesting. Have fun! | [WP] A porcelain ballerina figurine, an overworked and underpaid schoolteacher, and a pizza that shouldn't have had anchovies on it, but did. | *You know I hate those.* Marina hit SEND and continued shopping. Into the basket went ready-made dough, canned pasta sauce, shredded mozzarella, fresh spinach leaves and a sleeve of pepperonis. Her phone vibrated and she wiggled it out of her back pocket.
*srsly? we ALWAYS make it ur way. if ur gonna be a bitch, i'll... | Louis Sodheimer stood outside the door to his cramped studio apartment, his hand hovering over the doorknob. His mind wandered. On the other side of the door was a hit squad of Korean assassins, armed to the teeth and waiting. He would open the door, and, with the special training he has never received, he would pro... |
[WP]: Having been denied euthanasia, an old lady hires a hitman for herself | She stood, lonely among ghosts on top of that brilliantly white edge. Everyone comes here to die. Margaret had no choices left- her doctor, that bitch, had refused to gift her that last, tiny bit of respect she’d been craving ever since…
“Hank”, she whispered, infuriated, into the wind that swept her hair to freedom, ... | "But, you're everyone's hero! They'll hunt me down like a dog! Your...***request***...no, I'm afraid I can't accept."
"Dearie...I'm no hero. I'm just an old lady they thought dead. And now that they know that I'm alive, they wont let me die."
"But--"
"Please...you know how painful it is to be famous for not accompli... | |
[WP]: Having been denied euthanasia, an old lady hires a hitman for herself | “Am I your first?” she asked archly.
The boy said nothing. He was fiddling around with things in the room, seeming to avoid the bed as much as possible.
“You know, you were a lot more talkative on the phone.”
“I just want to make sure everything is prepared,” he intoned. The words that issued from the boy’s m... | "But, you're everyone's hero! They'll hunt me down like a dog! Your...***request***...no, I'm afraid I can't accept."
"Dearie...I'm no hero. I'm just an old lady they thought dead. And now that they know that I'm alive, they wont let me die."
"But--"
"Please...you know how painful it is to be famous for not accompli... | |
[WP]: Having been denied euthanasia, an old lady hires a hitman for herself | Gladys bellowed at the haggard hospital administrator.
"You mean to tell me, I can slave away my entire life for the tax man but I cannot be put out of my misery when my time is done?! We give more respect to a beloved old dog!"
"Ma'am," sighed the administrator, "this is the United States of America. We do not execu... | "But, you're everyone's hero! They'll hunt me down like a dog! Your...***request***...no, I'm afraid I can't accept."
"Dearie...I'm no hero. I'm just an old lady they thought dead. And now that they know that I'm alive, they wont let me die."
"But--"
"Please...you know how painful it is to be famous for not accompli... |
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