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[WP]: Having been denied euthanasia, an old lady hires a hitman for herself | "You want me to what?" I say with an obvious reluctance to the matter. This little old lady breathing with the aid of an oxygen tank.
"Kill me. My family doesn't visit me anymore, besides I'm the only thing standing in the way of their inheritance. They put me in this God forsaken home just to get me out of the way. ... | "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 | 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, ... | She gazed out the window, where the leaves fluttered in the dying breezes towards the ground. She could remember the days when she could see the sharp outlines of each furl, when she could stand outside in the startlingly cold but fresh air of winter, enjoying its chilling caresses upon her skin. Now, however, all she ... | |
[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... | She gazed out the window, where the leaves fluttered in the dying breezes towards the ground. She could remember the days when she could see the sharp outlines of each furl, when she could stand outside in the startlingly cold but fresh air of winter, enjoying its chilling caresses upon her skin. Now, however, all she ... | |
[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... | She gazed out the window, where the leaves fluttered in the dying breezes towards the ground. She could remember the days when she could see the sharp outlines of each furl, when she could stand outside in the startlingly cold but fresh air of winter, enjoying its chilling caresses upon her skin. Now, however, all she ... | |
[WP]: Having been denied euthanasia, an old lady hires a hitman for herself | I entered the hospital wearing a white doctor's coat and scrubs. It was easy enough to find room 612, and no one even recognized I didn't belong. They never do.
I'm not quite sure what I was expecting, but the old lady was just an old lady. Didn't seem right, though that's probably just because I'm used to a differ... | The phone rang.
"Speak."
"Hello... is this Mr... Cleaner? Is that right, dear?"
"What's the job?"
"Well, I was wondering if you had different options. I'm not interested in any soft killings."
"Soft?"
"You know. I'm not interested in smothering or poisoning. I want something really exciting. Like...like shot in ... | |
[WP] Baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven? Because you might be entitled to compensation | "What did you say to me," asked Sarah frustrated as she was sprawled on the cement, poked at her broken heel, and picked up the items spilled from her purse. She took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and stood up wobbly on one foot three inches higher than the other. Next to her stood a young man in bright fashionable ... | Sestina
The dog in the yard was hurt.
It lay by the hickory where it fell.
It panted whispers of Heaven.
I'd have followed it if I might
have been so entitled.
But some masters get no compensation.
^..
We all long for compensation--
Tickets or tokens for how we are hurt.
In no way are we so entitled.
The hic... | |
[WP] Baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven? Because you might be entitled to compensation | "Oh, blood oath it did!" She tried to roll over and get to her feet. "OW F**K my wing's broken."
"Whoa, you kiss your mother with that mouth?" I reach down to help her up.
"Ahh, I nearly took a jet engine to the face, what do you expect?" she glared back. "Can you heal me?"
"Tell ya what, I'll set it. You can stay h... | It was just another Sunday morning, most were in church, and Bill and Doyle was sitting on the roof top. A cold beer in one hand, their hunting rifle in the other.
"BOOOM goes the dynamite!" Bill says.
"Oh man, haha I think you got that one", Doyle says as he slams Bill in the back.
"Hey watch it dude! I almost ... | |
[WP] Baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven? Because you might be entitled to compensation | "What did you say to me," asked Sarah frustrated as she was sprawled on the cement, poked at her broken heel, and picked up the items spilled from her purse. She took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and stood up wobbly on one foot three inches higher than the other. Next to her stood a young man in bright fashionable ... | It was just another Sunday morning, most were in church, and Bill and Doyle was sitting on the roof top. A cold beer in one hand, their hunting rifle in the other.
"BOOOM goes the dynamite!" Bill says.
"Oh man, haha I think you got that one", Doyle says as he slams Bill in the back.
"Hey watch it dude! I almost ... | |
[WP] Baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven? Because you might be entitled to compensation | Jessica checks her rear in the mirror again. It has to be perfect. These guys have women lining up for a chance at them, and so they are picky like a connoisseur. These guys being lawyers that is. This is the best place in Washington to get a lawyer. Most only manage to get one for a night, but the hope is that th... | It was just another Sunday morning, most were in church, and Bill and Doyle was sitting on the roof top. A cold beer in one hand, their hunting rifle in the other.
"BOOOM goes the dynamite!" Bill says.
"Oh man, haha I think you got that one", Doyle says as he slams Bill in the back.
"Hey watch it dude! I almost ... | |
[WP] Baby, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven? Because you might be entitled to compensation | "What did you say to me," asked Sarah frustrated as she was sprawled on the cement, poked at her broken heel, and picked up the items spilled from her purse. She took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and stood up wobbly on one foot three inches higher than the other. Next to her stood a young man in bright fashionable ... | "Oh, blood oath it did!" She tried to roll over and get to her feet. "OW F**K my wing's broken."
"Whoa, you kiss your mother with that mouth?" I reach down to help her up.
"Ahh, I nearly took a jet engine to the face, what do you expect?" she glared back. "Can you heal me?"
"Tell ya what, I'll set it. You can stay h... | |
[WP] You find a tattered book in a thrift store / charity shop which describes your life down to a T in third person. It's a relatively thin book - what's your reaction / do you read the end? | TALES OF TOXLAB
What the actual what? Is this about toxicology? When I chose the monicker, I had no idea. Thought I was being original. Asked a friend what she thought of the alias, and she said, "Sounds like a comic book villain."
Sold.
Oh. The early years. Hey, I remember that. I...wait. Does it have...oh. it does... | This is stupid. I'm one of a kind, and I know for a fact that no one can know these things about me. Rather than skim through like I had originally been doing, I gave each word, each sentence the utmost attention. I cradled the paragraphs and caressed the pages, not out of some freakish obsession with paperbacks, but b... | |
[WP] You find a tattered book in a thrift store / charity shop which describes your life down to a T in third person. It's a relatively thin book - what's your reaction / do you read the end? | I never go to bookstores. I never read books. I mean, I read, just not books, not physical books. It’s always either on my Kindle, or something on my phone. But, and I don’t even know why I was here, I think I had an hour or so to kill before my wife finished class, but I found myself downtown at this really cramped bo... | This is stupid. I'm one of a kind, and I know for a fact that no one can know these things about me. Rather than skim through like I had originally been doing, I gave each word, each sentence the utmost attention. I cradled the paragraphs and caressed the pages, not out of some freakish obsession with paperbacks, but b... | |
[WP] You find a tattered book in a thrift store / charity shop which describes your life down to a T in third person. It's a relatively thin book - what's your reaction / do you read the end? | TALES OF TOXLAB
What the actual what? Is this about toxicology? When I chose the monicker, I had no idea. Thought I was being original. Asked a friend what she thought of the alias, and she said, "Sounds like a comic book villain."
Sold.
Oh. The early years. Hey, I remember that. I...wait. Does it have...oh. it does... | My memoir, in a *thrift shop*? I'm stunned. Flabbergasted. Confounded. Who would resell *my life*? I wrote it to share. I wrote it so people would see how I grew from poverty to become a social dynamo, champion of the party scene. I poured tears into my fall through drugs and alcohol. The years I spent homeless and lon... | |
[WP] You find a tattered book in a thrift store / charity shop which describes your life down to a T in third person. It's a relatively thin book - what's your reaction / do you read the end? | I never go to bookstores. I never read books. I mean, I read, just not books, not physical books. It’s always either on my Kindle, or something on my phone. But, and I don’t even know why I was here, I think I had an hour or so to kill before my wife finished class, but I found myself downtown at this really cramped bo... | My memoir, in a *thrift shop*? I'm stunned. Flabbergasted. Confounded. Who would resell *my life*? I wrote it to share. I wrote it so people would see how I grew from poverty to become a social dynamo, champion of the party scene. I poured tears into my fall through drugs and alcohol. The years I spent homeless and lon... | |
[WP] You find a tattered book in a thrift store / charity shop which describes your life down to a T in third person. It's a relatively thin book - what's your reaction / do you read the end? | I never go to bookstores. I never read books. I mean, I read, just not books, not physical books. It’s always either on my Kindle, or something on my phone. But, and I don’t even know why I was here, I think I had an hour or so to kill before my wife finished class, but I found myself downtown at this really cramped bo... | TALES OF TOXLAB
What the actual what? Is this about toxicology? When I chose the monicker, I had no idea. Thought I was being original. Asked a friend what she thought of the alias, and she said, "Sounds like a comic book villain."
Sold.
Oh. The early years. Hey, I remember that. I...wait. Does it have...oh. it does... | |
[WP] You find a tattered book in a thrift store / charity shop which describes your life down to a T in third person. It's a relatively thin book - what's your reaction / do you read the end? | A quiet day with Andrya had brought us to her favorite store. A hobby shop that doubled as a sort of Salvation army store. She thumbed through rolls of fabric, and bins full to the brim of different colored buttons while I made my way to their meager collection of books. They told you just how long they'd been around w... | Ever seen Stranger Than Fiction? | |
[WP] You find a tattered book in a thrift store / charity shop which describes your life down to a T in third person. It's a relatively thin book - what's your reaction / do you read the end? | I never go to bookstores. I never read books. I mean, I read, just not books, not physical books. It’s always either on my Kindle, or something on my phone. But, and I don’t even know why I was here, I think I had an hour or so to kill before my wife finished class, but I found myself downtown at this really cramped bo... | Ever seen Stranger Than Fiction? | |
[WP] You find a tattered book in a thrift store / charity shop which describes your life down to a T in third person. It's a relatively thin book - what's your reaction / do you read the end? | I never go to bookstores. I never read books. I mean, I read, just not books, not physical books. It’s always either on my Kindle, or something on my phone. But, and I don’t even know why I was here, I think I had an hour or so to kill before my wife finished class, but I found myself downtown at this really cramped bo... | A quiet day with Andrya had brought us to her favorite store. A hobby shop that doubled as a sort of Salvation army store. She thumbed through rolls of fabric, and bins full to the brim of different colored buttons while I made my way to their meager collection of books. They told you just how long they'd been around w... | |
[WP] An immortal enlists in the army. | It was uncomfortable, to stand near her.
On one hand it was a surreal to see her face, the flaws and pockmarks not airbrushed away, the wrinkles deeper than they should be on anyone. Of course, this was someone who'd gotten stuck at thirty. He'd never really followed the science behind... her.
The other awkward aspec... | Out of breath, but I can't stop running. I still am in a state of shock as to where my life is going. Branches, roots, mystical flowers of every hue donned my path as I continuously tripped in my attempt at elevated speed.
Nine hundred meters, seven hundred meters, was I faster? No, I can't be. Even though I am an ex... | |
[WP] An immortal enlists in the army. | We had been fleeing the strafing planes for ten minutes. But now it was quiet. I stood over Gordon’s body, with two bloody holes in his chest. One in his lung, and another in his heart I suspected. It had not been long before I found him, and red liquid was still trickling from the rips and tears in his body.
The sal... | Out of breath, but I can't stop running. I still am in a state of shock as to where my life is going. Branches, roots, mystical flowers of every hue donned my path as I continuously tripped in my attempt at elevated speed.
Nine hundred meters, seven hundred meters, was I faster? No, I can't be. Even though I am an ex... | |
[WP] An immortal enlists in the army. | We had been fleeing the strafing planes for ten minutes. But now it was quiet. I stood over Gordon’s body, with two bloody holes in his chest. One in his lung, and another in his heart I suspected. It had not been long before I found him, and red liquid was still trickling from the rips and tears in his body.
The sal... | Death? I was once afraid, so very afraid of it, but years of life have brought me to welcome it. You don't think about those around you when you are young and immortal. Everyone I know or have known has faded into the void while I linger on. At first, I tried to make the best of my immortality, but I knew that all thos... | |
[WP] An immortal enlists in the army. | I looked across the battlefield, all smoke and blood and bombshells. In the distance, a man was screaming. Then he was not. Some time passed, and the runners came with ammo and new orders: the next block over, a building full of young men in the wrong uniform. I thought of what was to happen next: more blood, more scre... | Death? I was once afraid, so very afraid of it, but years of life have brought me to welcome it. You don't think about those around you when you are young and immortal. Everyone I know or have known has faded into the void while I linger on. At first, I tried to make the best of my immortality, but I knew that all thos... | |
[WP] An immortal enlists in the army. | i felt the musket fire pierce my shoulder before i saw the gunman. i stared at him as i dug into my flesh with my fingers, fishing for the ball. 300 years, and this was my first time being shot. I'd been bitten, mauled, clawed, and stabbed, but never shot. i walked toward the man who had turned ashen and was quivering... | Death? I was once afraid, so very afraid of it, but years of life have brought me to welcome it. You don't think about those around you when you are young and immortal. Everyone I know or have known has faded into the void while I linger on. At first, I tried to make the best of my immortality, but I knew that all thos... | |
[WP] An immortal enlists in the army. | War has changed so much since my first fight. Heck, the world period has changed. When I first took up arms it was to defend my first, and now long dead family. I was cursed by a Sumerian witch to live like this. Through the years I've been staked in the heart, beheaded, lopped in half, shot, blown up, shot down, and b... | Death? I was once afraid, so very afraid of it, but years of life have brought me to welcome it. You don't think about those around you when you are young and immortal. Everyone I know or have known has faded into the void while I linger on. At first, I tried to make the best of my immortality, but I knew that all thos... | |
[WP] An immortal enlists in the army. | My dear citizens,
I regret to inform you -
Our foe cannot die. | Death? I was once afraid, so very afraid of it, but years of life have brought me to welcome it. You don't think about those around you when you are young and immortal. Everyone I know or have known has faded into the void while I linger on. At first, I tried to make the best of my immortality, but I knew that all thos... | |
[WP] An immortal enlists in the army. | We had been fleeing the strafing planes for ten minutes. But now it was quiet. I stood over Gordon’s body, with two bloody holes in his chest. One in his lung, and another in his heart I suspected. It had not been long before I found him, and red liquid was still trickling from the rips and tears in his body.
The sal... | Programs on TV are, in fact, relatively accurate. You wouldn't think it, when you're 19, sick of paying for everything, sick of people still treating me like a child; when people offer immortality only the few would even think about refusing it. Soon after you realise you've lost a month to obscene amounts of drinking ... | |
[WP] An immortal enlists in the army. | I looked across the battlefield, all smoke and blood and bombshells. In the distance, a man was screaming. Then he was not. Some time passed, and the runners came with ammo and new orders: the next block over, a building full of young men in the wrong uniform. I thought of what was to happen next: more blood, more scre... | Programs on TV are, in fact, relatively accurate. You wouldn't think it, when you're 19, sick of paying for everything, sick of people still treating me like a child; when people offer immortality only the few would even think about refusing it. Soon after you realise you've lost a month to obscene amounts of drinking ... | |
[WP] An immortal enlists in the army. | i felt the musket fire pierce my shoulder before i saw the gunman. i stared at him as i dug into my flesh with my fingers, fishing for the ball. 300 years, and this was my first time being shot. I'd been bitten, mauled, clawed, and stabbed, but never shot. i walked toward the man who had turned ashen and was quivering... | Programs on TV are, in fact, relatively accurate. You wouldn't think it, when you're 19, sick of paying for everything, sick of people still treating me like a child; when people offer immortality only the few would even think about refusing it. Soon after you realise you've lost a month to obscene amounts of drinking ... | |
[WP] An immortal enlists in the army. | War has changed so much since my first fight. Heck, the world period has changed. When I first took up arms it was to defend my first, and now long dead family. I was cursed by a Sumerian witch to live like this. Through the years I've been staked in the heart, beheaded, lopped in half, shot, blown up, shot down, and b... | Programs on TV are, in fact, relatively accurate. You wouldn't think it, when you're 19, sick of paying for everything, sick of people still treating me like a child; when people offer immortality only the few would even think about refusing it. Soon after you realise you've lost a month to obscene amounts of drinking ... | |
[WP] An immortal enlists in the army. | My dear citizens,
I regret to inform you -
Our foe cannot die. | Programs on TV are, in fact, relatively accurate. You wouldn't think it, when you're 19, sick of paying for everything, sick of people still treating me like a child; when people offer immortality only the few would even think about refusing it. Soon after you realise you've lost a month to obscene amounts of drinking ... | |
[WP] An immortal enlists in the army. | My dear citizens,
I regret to inform you -
Our foe cannot die. | i felt the musket fire pierce my shoulder before i saw the gunman. i stared at him as i dug into my flesh with my fingers, fishing for the ball. 300 years, and this was my first time being shot. I'd been bitten, mauled, clawed, and stabbed, but never shot. i walked toward the man who had turned ashen and was quivering... | |
[WP] An immortal enlists in the army. | My dear citizens,
I regret to inform you -
Our foe cannot die. | War has changed so much since my first fight. Heck, the world period has changed. When I first took up arms it was to defend my first, and now long dead family. I was cursed by a Sumerian witch to live like this. Through the years I've been staked in the heart, beheaded, lopped in half, shot, blown up, shot down, and b... | |
The island is not big. You explore its entirety in one day. And you find a house. Rather big, this house reminds you of those colonial period plantation villa, void of any living presence. In a closed room, you find a great number of sheets. What you read on them freezes the blood in your veins.
What did you read, on ... | [WP]You're stranded on an island. | I took a once around the island. Then again. No docks. No piers. No empty beer bottles in the sand or quirky driftwood signs pointing to a bar. The island appeared to be empty. The waters stretched out blue and beautiful from the pristine white sand beaches. Palm trees reached out over the bluffs and spanish moss dangl... | Blood stains. On the sheets. Buried. But still, if I check deeper and deeper into the laundry bins.... Growing, ever present blood stains. From orifices suggesting... no.... it can't be....
Where is the sun in the sky? I remember it was July not to long ago... oh, no, no no no no... too near the equator... ... |
The island is not big. You explore its entirety in one day. And you find a house. Rather big, this house reminds you of those colonial period plantation villa, void of any living presence. In a closed room, you find a great number of sheets. What you read on them freezes the blood in your veins.
What did you read, on ... | [WP]You're stranded on an island. | Boat. The waves are heavy walls that rock the boat. Sea. Sky. Sea. Sky. All of the world is swaying. Sea. Sky. There is water at my feet. Sea. Sky. Sea.
Cold oppressing sea.
Upside down? Can't breath. Cold sea. Old friend. Can't breath. Mary-Anne, I'm sorry.
* * *
All at once I become aware - of my face in the san... | Blood stains. On the sheets. Buried. But still, if I check deeper and deeper into the laundry bins.... Growing, ever present blood stains. From orifices suggesting... no.... it can't be....
Where is the sun in the sky? I remember it was July not to long ago... oh, no, no no no no... too near the equator... ... |
The island is not big. You explore its entirety in one day. And you find a house. Rather big, this house reminds you of those colonial period plantation villa, void of any living presence. In a closed room, you find a great number of sheets. What you read on them freezes the blood in your veins.
What did you read, on ... | [WP]You're stranded on an island. | I took a once around the island. Then again. No docks. No piers. No empty beer bottles in the sand or quirky driftwood signs pointing to a bar. The island appeared to be empty. The waters stretched out blue and beautiful from the pristine white sand beaches. Palm trees reached out over the bluffs and spanish moss dangl... | I remember the plane. The aerial tour was the grand prize at that luau, but first sight of the plane put an end to any grandeur. It may as well have been held together with duct tape. The rusty red wings drooped against the for-show braces. The pilot’s breath smelled of a few too many whiskey sours and his jokes about ... |
The island is not big. You explore its entirety in one day. And you find a house. Rather big, this house reminds you of those colonial period plantation villa, void of any living presence. In a closed room, you find a great number of sheets. What you read on them freezes the blood in your veins.
What did you read, on ... | [WP]You're stranded on an island. | I took a once around the island. Then again. No docks. No piers. No empty beer bottles in the sand or quirky driftwood signs pointing to a bar. The island appeared to be empty. The waters stretched out blue and beautiful from the pristine white sand beaches. Palm trees reached out over the bluffs and spanish moss dangl... | I sat on the island and cried. "It's not fair." I shouted.
"Suck it up." My brother called. "I didn't make the rules."
"Yes you did. It's not fair." I shouted, kicking my heels.
"It's totally fair. You can't get all the way over here, so I get to watch what I want." He told me smugly.
"The floor isn't really lava,"... |
http://imgur.com/UOGDfUU | [WP] This is an actual study question for an evolution course I am in. I want to see who can think of the most creative response. | Pure eel sperm, ingested, turns the consumer invisible for a brief period of time. The exact amount of time is dependent on the weight of the consumer and the ingested quantity. Because of this, eel sperm is popular in a number of illegal activities, such as robberies, murders, rapes.
Eel sperm is also used in milita... | Sorry for the extra step, but I couldn't link directly to the image. The prompt in question is the imgur URL above. I'm giggling to myself in the library thinking of creative responses to this. How about it /u/poem_for_your_sprog? |
[WP] What is the ultimate act of willpower? | I’ve loved this girl for years. We didn’t work out then, but here we are again. She’s easily the most gorgeous woman I have ever laid eyes on. We’ve been talking for hours, catching up about life. So much has changed, but so much hasn’t. The one constant is that I’m crazy about her and all I can think about is taking h... | There was a time when love would have sufficed.
But that time is gone now.
There was a time when a few simple words were all it would have taken. But in the face of this, the most powerful of foes, we lie helpless, for all our grandstanding.
"I don't want you...to die."
A cruel statement, the cruelest, given th... | |
Have some fun with it.
Research: /r/steampunk /r/Cyberpunk | [WP] A scientist in a cyberpunk universe makes his way to a steampunk universe. He is completely unprepared. | The first thing he noticed, after he finished sneezing for five minutes, was the smell. Burning, everything was *burning* his brain told him. But his eyes and his brain failed to agree. Rarely a good feeling.
When they'd loaded Javon Dillworth into that damned capsule they told him they were sending him back in tim... | Tec, Reebee, and Gizmo waited patiently outside the Cybernetic Vortex as their departed comrade ventures into the terrifying unknown.
After several days of no contact, they began to lose hope of the project and some of the team members even suggested closing the vortex.
"We don't know what could come out, it's bett... |
[WP] Two time travelers from the future arrive in the present day. One claims that the future is a utopian paradise, the other claims that it's a hellish dystopia. Both of them are lying. | "You're both lying-"
"No we're not."
"You just addressed yourselves as collective 'we' when in fact it's not a collective 'we' when both of things you're saying contradicts the other."
"Well, yes to someone like you but in our time both can exist."
"How?"
"Well if you look at time in a non-subjective, non-linear -... | "So which is it?!" She demanded to know. "I need to know. Please."
The two time travelers looked at each other.
"It's... *okay*" | |
[WP] Two time travelers from the future arrive in the present day. One claims that the future is a utopian paradise, the other claims that it's a hellish dystopia. Both of them are lying. | The two men stood before Marcus in fine Italian suits, freshly pressed. Marcus couldn't help but think they're trying to impress someone, God knows why they chose him. The device they used to get here would impress him enough, who'd have thought "time travel" would be included as a cell phone feature in the future? Are... | and what if at the end..... they go to the future with the protagonist and....... nothing is there, a wasteland. | |
[WP] A child born and raised on a space station experiences gravity for the first time. | Ten year old Miranda pushed off the platform following her father down the work crew tunnels that facilitated the maintenance of refueling station her family called home. As she deftly glided amongst the arteries of the station Miranda felt a pang of sadness as she realized this would be one of the last times she would... | Ray has reached the top of the game: he has won the galactic Olympic medals for platform jumping, flying, and most of the bubble swimming competitions. A true natural sportsman some say, but others feel different.
“I don’t know if that guy would do anything real where I come from!”
The general sentiment of old schoo... | |
[WP] A child born and raised on a space station experiences gravity for the first time. | Every year growing up, our capsule grew a little bit smaller. Perhaps we were just growing larger. In an effort to save humanity from being destroyed after the great Los Angeles volcano blackened the sky, we were sent out in teams of two; male and female. Every so often, a video would play for us showing a loving coupl... | Ray has reached the top of the game: he has won the galactic Olympic medals for platform jumping, flying, and most of the bubble swimming competitions. A true natural sportsman some say, but others feel different.
“I don’t know if that guy would do anything real where I come from!”
The general sentiment of old schoo... | |
[wp] You are in a world where Pokemon live in cities and towns and catch humans with Peoplemon balls. | Albinos are shinies. | Wouldn't it be called people balls? Or would that be too confusing? | |
[wp] You are in a world where Pokemon live in cities and towns and catch humans with Peoplemon balls. | The light is blinding.
Always is.
Could be two-thirty in the morning, thrust from darkness into darkness, and still, somehow, the most distant stars in the night sky would find some way to twinkle just the right way, frying my optic nerves and sending knives of pain racing back into my brain as if getting there fast... | Wouldn't it be called people balls? Or would that be too confusing? | |
[WP] "Do you know that you can save 15% by switching to Geico?" "Yes, everyone knows that." "Well, did you know ..." (make up your own). | "Well did you know you can ask reddit to come up with ideas for your advertising campaign?" | “Excuse me sir” the salesman shouted to a passerby. The passerby stopped in his tracks and slowly turned to face the one talking to him.
“Did you know you could save 15% on your car insurance by switching to geico?” The salesman asked, in response the passerby opened his mouth slightly. A dribble of sickly green vomit... | |
The protagonist dies and says "What the fuck? ... " | [WP] The disappointment at finding out what actually happens after death | Frank no longer felt the pain from his cancer. He finally felt normal. When he opened his eyes, he was there in the hospital room with his family. Did the surgery go well? He thought.
Something was off. He wasn't in a bed. He was standing. He looked to the bed and saw himself. He knew at that moment he was dead. ... | I looked into my wife's eyes, and then suddenly it was all black.
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As I felt myself waking up I noticed that I heard circus music. *What the hell?* I opened my eyes and all I saw were clowns. Clowns were flying, they were swimming through the ground, they were having arguments with the fur... |
The protagonist dies and says "What the fuck? ... " | [WP] The disappointment at finding out what actually happens after death | I'm quite familiar with death. I spent a third of my life in and out of it, staring at concrete, windowless walls and locked in solitary confinement. Coffin's a little bit of a tighter fit, but the principle's the same. Funny thing is, every afterlife people came up with, every religion thought that if an afterlife ... | I looked into my wife's eyes, and then suddenly it was all black.
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As I felt myself waking up I noticed that I heard circus music. *What the hell?* I opened my eyes and all I saw were clowns. Clowns were flying, they were swimming through the ground, they were having arguments with the fur... |
The protagonist dies and says "What the fuck? ... " | [WP] The disappointment at finding out what actually happens after death | "What the fuck?"
*Hi!*
"AAAAAH! What the fuck?!"
*Don't be afraid. My name's Peter.*
"P-p-peter, like Saint Peter? Like the pearly gates guy?"
*Well, something like that.*
"I'm dead, aren't I?"
*Yes.*
"And now I'm in heaven?"
*No, sorry.*
"What?! Does...does that mean I'm in hell?!"
*Yes.*
"But I... | I looked into my wife's eyes, and then suddenly it was all black.
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As I felt myself waking up I noticed that I heard circus music. *What the hell?* I opened my eyes and all I saw were clowns. Clowns were flying, they were swimming through the ground, they were having arguments with the fur... |
The protagonist dies and says "What the fuck? ... " | [WP] The disappointment at finding out what actually happens after death | "So, this is it?"
"Yup."
"We just float around?"
"Yup."
"What the fuck? That's dumb. This is dumb."
"Calm down. It gets better."
"Can I eventually control where I float around? Or have a body or shape? Or like, interact with anything or anyone, or affect anything at all ever?"
"No. Nothing like that. But after ... | I looked into my wife's eyes, and then suddenly it was all black.
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As I felt myself waking up I noticed that I heard circus music. *What the hell?* I opened my eyes and all I saw were clowns. Clowns were flying, they were swimming through the ground, they were having arguments with the fur... |
The protagonist dies and says "What the fuck? ... " | [WP] The disappointment at finding out what actually happens after death | I'm quite familiar with death. I spent a third of my life in and out of it, staring at concrete, windowless walls and locked in solitary confinement. Coffin's a little bit of a tighter fit, but the principle's the same. Funny thing is, every afterlife people came up with, every religion thought that if an afterlife ... | Frank no longer felt the pain from his cancer. He finally felt normal. When he opened his eyes, he was there in the hospital room with his family. Did the surgery go well? He thought.
Something was off. He wasn't in a bed. He was standing. He looked to the bed and saw himself. He knew at that moment he was dead. ... |
The protagonist dies and says "What the fuck? ... " | [WP] The disappointment at finding out what actually happens after death | "What the fuck?"
*Hi!*
"AAAAAH! What the fuck?!"
*Don't be afraid. My name's Peter.*
"P-p-peter, like Saint Peter? Like the pearly gates guy?"
*Well, something like that.*
"I'm dead, aren't I?"
*Yes.*
"And now I'm in heaven?"
*No, sorry.*
"What?! Does...does that mean I'm in hell?!"
*Yes.*
"But I... | Frank no longer felt the pain from his cancer. He finally felt normal. When he opened his eyes, he was there in the hospital room with his family. Did the surgery go well? He thought.
Something was off. He wasn't in a bed. He was standing. He looked to the bed and saw himself. He knew at that moment he was dead. ... |
The protagonist dies and says "What the fuck? ... " | [WP] The disappointment at finding out what actually happens after death | "So, this is it?"
"Yup."
"We just float around?"
"Yup."
"What the fuck? That's dumb. This is dumb."
"Calm down. It gets better."
"Can I eventually control where I float around? Or have a body or shape? Or like, interact with anything or anyone, or affect anything at all ever?"
"No. Nothing like that. But after ... | Frank no longer felt the pain from his cancer. He finally felt normal. When he opened his eyes, he was there in the hospital room with his family. Did the surgery go well? He thought.
Something was off. He wasn't in a bed. He was standing. He looked to the bed and saw himself. He knew at that moment he was dead. ... |
The protagonist dies and says "What the fuck? ... " | [WP] The disappointment at finding out what actually happens after death | "What the fuck?"
*Hi!*
"AAAAAH! What the fuck?!"
*Don't be afraid. My name's Peter.*
"P-p-peter, like Saint Peter? Like the pearly gates guy?"
*Well, something like that.*
"I'm dead, aren't I?"
*Yes.*
"And now I'm in heaven?"
*No, sorry.*
"What?! Does...does that mean I'm in hell?!"
*Yes.*
"But I... | I'm quite familiar with death. I spent a third of my life in and out of it, staring at concrete, windowless walls and locked in solitary confinement. Coffin's a little bit of a tighter fit, but the principle's the same. Funny thing is, every afterlife people came up with, every religion thought that if an afterlife ... |
To clarify -
The couple, for whatever reason, end up cheating on each other with people they thought were random strangers, when in actual fact they were hooking-up/kissing/flirting/talking online with each other. Leads to a mind fuck/dilemma.
| [WP] Two people in a relationship cheat on each other, WITH each other, unknowingly. | Jerry followed the hostess wearing the transparent tight dress down the dimly lit hall. Red LEDs lit up the side of her dress and blinked in a pattern as she walked in her silver 4" heels. He stared at her backside as she turned around and smiled, "The other client is already inside."
He looked at the obsidian colore... | The woman on the other side of the wall didn't have a face. In fact, she was barely a woman at all. There was just a piece of flesh, parted in two and warm. So warm. It felt nice. The hole was a portal to another dimension of happiness, far away from this depressing and hateful world. I loved her. She was my li... |
To clarify -
The couple, for whatever reason, end up cheating on each other with people they thought were random strangers, when in actual fact they were hooking-up/kissing/flirting/talking online with each other. Leads to a mind fuck/dilemma.
| [WP] Two people in a relationship cheat on each other, WITH each other, unknowingly. | Jerry followed the hostess wearing the transparent tight dress down the dimly lit hall. Red LEDs lit up the side of her dress and blinked in a pattern as she walked in her silver 4" heels. He stared at her backside as she turned around and smiled, "The other client is already inside."
He looked at the obsidian colore... | Last night was another long night. The baby had woken up at midnight and I couldn't get her to bed until almost two. We were running low on formula, and diapers, and milk, and everything else for that matter. We couldn't even afford to pay for the sitter at our house right now. It was nice of my husband to take me out ... |
[WP] You involuntarily read people's minds when they are close to you, but it is limited to only one thought from every person you meet. On a crowded subway platform you pick up a unique thought. | "What? How did she know that," mumbled Tom as he walked onto the subway platform. He stood there scanning the crowd looking for a woman who would match the voice in his head. He tapped his foot impatiently and sighed as he saw dozens of likely women who could have given off the stray thought. The brunette? The blonde... | *I should have been a cop. Or at least a vigilante. The sheer number of bomb threats I've encountered while taking the sub to Manhattan is ridiculous. After a while, you just stop calling the police and start stealing the bad guy's backpack. Public safety for all, I guess.*
*On the other hand, I might be a great thief... | |
[WP] Narrate a murder | I got a better look as she approached. She is perfect. Blonde. Well dressed. Standing alone outside Tony's; so she has good taste. That purse looks full, but not heavy enough to cause me any trouble. Dainty, shouldn't put up much of a struggle. I had never seen heels so high. Those must be hard to walk in.
"Where ya h... | Dave and his friends had been out drinking in the bar district of town, which is just a couple blocks from a weird, small section of crack dealers and heroin dealers. In a way it makes sense, because bars bring a lot of shit with them so the police already have their hands full keeping the rich kids and the middle clas... | |
[WP] Narrate a murder | "You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do this? Now do you?" I say to my longtime friend Andre.
"C-c'mon man. You don't have to do this. P-please. I just pr-proposed to Lindsay too. Please Rick." I hear Andre plead for his life. I couldn't care less about what this lousy son of a bitch has to say.
"Oh just ... | Dave and his friends had been out drinking in the bar district of town, which is just a couple blocks from a weird, small section of crack dealers and heroin dealers. In a way it makes sense, because bars bring a lot of shit with them so the police already have their hands full keeping the rich kids and the middle clas... | |
[WP] Narrate a murder | I got a better look as she approached. She is perfect. Blonde. Well dressed. Standing alone outside Tony's; so she has good taste. That purse looks full, but not heavy enough to cause me any trouble. Dainty, shouldn't put up much of a struggle. I had never seen heels so high. Those must be hard to walk in.
"Where ya h... | Marla rushes out of the coffee shop, clutching her favourite caramel Latté. Her cheeks are rosie from the cold, she rushes through the frigid night, heading to her boyfriend's house. She thinks about her architecture class, and the assignment her teacher had assigned the class. Taking a sip from her latté, she smiles a... | |
[WP] A struggling writer surfs /r/askreddit for juicy plots and characters based on reddit user comments. A year later and the writer has a best seller in store, a redditor discovers striking similarities to one of her storys and goes to have a little chat with the writer. | NEW, IN BOOKSTORES NOW, RINGING OF THE GONG!
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"Oh, that's an interesting title."
Catherine ordered a book online, "Ringing of the Gong". It had a nice cover, not too flashy, and at least there wasn't something cliche, like the sun or the moon in the title. It had been on the recommended section of Amazon, and it ... | The sun bled across the evening sky in the most interesting way. The colors around me were vibrant and gleeful, but as it was they reflected the opposite of what I felt. That motherfucker! How dare he? The Oprah book of the month bore the name of something Andrew had come up with while skinning squirrels in his backyar... | |
Edit: every single story in this thread is great. Keep on writing guys!
Edit 2: what is is with you all and /r/atheism??? | [WP] War has broken out. Redditors are now fighting IRL. Write about one group's stories. | "Snoop DAWGY DAWWWGG!" I cry with pure adrenalin as I bring my bong down upon my victims head, the glass shards turning another r/pimpcats soldier into to a pimpchidna.
I stop briefly to contemplate the possibility of "bong" being an onomatopoeia for the sound made when pulling a bong.
My philosophizing is put on hold... | The first bomb dropped at 14:34 U.S. central time. At first, everyone at the meet up believed it some kind of joke organized by people looking to rake in Karma from filming our reactions. Except when everyone pulled out their phones, none of them worked. Then, the old CRT tv's went out of phase and then, dark. From the... |
Edit: every single story in this thread is great. Keep on writing guys!
Edit 2: what is is with you all and /r/atheism??? | [WP] War has broken out. Redditors are now fighting IRL. Write about one group's stories. | "Snoop DAWGY DAWWWGG!" I cry with pure adrenalin as I bring my bong down upon my victims head, the glass shards turning another r/pimpcats soldier into to a pimpchidna.
I stop briefly to contemplate the possibility of "bong" being an onomatopoeia for the sound made when pulling a bong.
My philosophizing is put on hold... | The civil war that tore /r/gaming apart, like a sudden but devastating crack spreading through ice, was about as surprising as it was immediate. For years we lived, desperately hoping the beliefs we held and the joys we drew from our chosen deities would keep us together. We all had our passion in common, and for a lon... |
Edit: every single story in this thread is great. Keep on writing guys!
Edit 2: what is is with you all and /r/atheism??? | [WP] War has broken out. Redditors are now fighting IRL. Write about one group's stories. | /u/the_dinks looked out at his fellow brave soldiers while the group's medic, /u/wsgy111 stitched up his arm. "You should really get a prostate exam," advised wsgy, but Dinks knew that there were more pressing matters at hand. Taking a swig of Code Blue Mountain Dew, he steadied himself on the arm of his chair, and wai... | The first plans were laid long ago, when modems screeched and black sludge clogged mice. The accumulation of white young men in their 20s was each sides first obvious goal. These are the souls to grieve for, for they are the damned. Unknowingly and unwittingly, for points that cant be spent, they cast away their humani... |
Edit: every single story in this thread is great. Keep on writing guys!
Edit 2: what is is with you all and /r/atheism??? | [WP] War has broken out. Redditors are now fighting IRL. Write about one group's stories. | /u/the_dinks looked out at his fellow brave soldiers while the group's medic, /u/wsgy111 stitched up his arm. "You should really get a prostate exam," advised wsgy, but Dinks knew that there were more pressing matters at hand. Taking a swig of Code Blue Mountain Dew, he steadied himself on the arm of his chair, and wai... | Sometimes the battles that nobody pays any attention to are the ones most worth fighting. After the first shots were fired and the atheists and Christians started slugging it out in the city, most of the others aligned themselves with one group or the other. The reporters have already started calling the Reddit War an ... |
Edit: every single story in this thread is great. Keep on writing guys!
Edit 2: what is is with you all and /r/atheism??? | [WP] War has broken out. Redditors are now fighting IRL. Write about one group's stories. | /u/the_dinks looked out at his fellow brave soldiers while the group's medic, /u/wsgy111 stitched up his arm. "You should really get a prostate exam," advised wsgy, but Dinks knew that there were more pressing matters at hand. Taking a swig of Code Blue Mountain Dew, he steadied himself on the arm of his chair, and wai... | Fucking hell.
I do the best I can, keeping people up when they get filled with downvotes. It's hard when you only have one upvote to give sometimes. It's harder when they never give up throwing downvotes at us. Day after day, /r/Atheism taunts us for our faith in victory. Our faith in anything. Fuck them. We heard tha... |
Edit: every single story in this thread is great. Keep on writing guys!
Edit 2: what is is with you all and /r/atheism??? | [WP] War has broken out. Redditors are now fighting IRL. Write about one group's stories. | /u/the_dinks looked out at his fellow brave soldiers while the group's medic, /u/wsgy111 stitched up his arm. "You should really get a prostate exam," advised wsgy, but Dinks knew that there were more pressing matters at hand. Taking a swig of Code Blue Mountain Dew, he steadied himself on the arm of his chair, and wai... | The war room was a scene of chaos. The proposed battle strategies numbered in the thousands. With [/r/gaming](http://www.reddit.com/r/gaming/) starting to move into a flanking position, time to think was quickly running out. The general leaned back and attempted to process the myriad options laid out in front of him. T... |
Edit: every single story in this thread is great. Keep on writing guys!
Edit 2: what is is with you all and /r/atheism??? | [WP] War has broken out. Redditors are now fighting IRL. Write about one group's stories. | /u/the_dinks looked out at his fellow brave soldiers while the group's medic, /u/wsgy111 stitched up his arm. "You should really get a prostate exam," advised wsgy, but Dinks knew that there were more pressing matters at hand. Taking a swig of Code Blue Mountain Dew, he steadied himself on the arm of his chair, and wai... | Everything we ever believed in was a lie.
They held up a blanket of lies in front of our faces, and we trusted everything they said. The ones who spoke out early were banned, downvoted, or worse. I sit here, five years later after the breakdown of /r/badhistory, not knowing whether I should laugh or cry.
I live under... |
Edit: every single story in this thread is great. Keep on writing guys!
Edit 2: what is is with you all and /r/atheism??? | [WP] War has broken out. Redditors are now fighting IRL. Write about one group's stories. | Reddit. April 1, 2013. OrangeReds Vs Periwinkles.
It was a bloody war. Subreddits were destroyed through and through. Hatred was spread. Downvotes purely based on some arbitrary random categorization. No one had any idea what they were doing, but they recruited their IRL friends. If those friends were on the enemy sid... | *Historians have just recovered relics from the third world war, before internet censors shut down international communication. A very interesting look into the day-to-day culture of citizens who happened to be at war. Here are a few notable examples.*
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I think our government should realize something about the w... |
Edit: every single story in this thread is great. Keep on writing guys!
Edit 2: what is is with you all and /r/atheism??? | [WP] War has broken out. Redditors are now fighting IRL. Write about one group's stories. | /u/the_dinks looked out at his fellow brave soldiers while the group's medic, /u/wsgy111 stitched up his arm. "You should really get a prostate exam," advised wsgy, but Dinks knew that there were more pressing matters at hand. Taking a swig of Code Blue Mountain Dew, he steadied himself on the arm of his chair, and wai... | *Historians have just recovered relics from the third world war, before internet censors shut down international communication. A very interesting look into the day-to-day culture of citizens who happened to be at war. Here are a few notable examples.*
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I think our government should realize something about the w... |
Edit: every single story in this thread is great. Keep on writing guys!
Edit 2: what is is with you all and /r/atheism??? | [WP] War has broken out. Redditors are now fighting IRL. Write about one group's stories. | /u/the_dinks looked out at his fellow brave soldiers while the group's medic, /u/wsgy111 stitched up his arm. "You should really get a prostate exam," advised wsgy, but Dinks knew that there were more pressing matters at hand. Taking a swig of Code Blue Mountain Dew, he steadied himself on the arm of his chair, and wai... | Reddit. April 1, 2013. OrangeReds Vs Periwinkles.
It was a bloody war. Subreddits were destroyed through and through. Hatred was spread. Downvotes purely based on some arbitrary random categorization. No one had any idea what they were doing, but they recruited their IRL friends. If those friends were on the enemy sid... |
Edit: every single story in this thread is great. Keep on writing guys!
Edit 2: what is is with you all and /r/atheism??? | [WP] War has broken out. Redditors are now fighting IRL. Write about one group's stories. | /u/the_dinks looked out at his fellow brave soldiers while the group's medic, /u/wsgy111 stitched up his arm. "You should really get a prostate exam," advised wsgy, but Dinks knew that there were more pressing matters at hand. Taking a swig of Code Blue Mountain Dew, he steadied himself on the arm of his chair, and wai... | "I'm telling you!" The man slammed his hand on the table, his grey and white heraldry signifying his alliance to the North. "There is no fucking way that Benjen is Daario!"
The man sat opposite of him was clad in Crimson and Gold, his allegiance sworn to the Lions of the Rock. He met his debate partner's reply with a ... |
Edit: every single story in this thread is great. Keep on writing guys!
Edit 2: what is is with you all and /r/atheism??? | [WP] War has broken out. Redditors are now fighting IRL. Write about one group's stories. | I hope this letter reaches you, my love.
Day 272 of the Great reddit war
I miss you, my love. I know, I write it at the beginning and at the end of nearly every letter I send you, but it needs to be said again nonetheless. If not for you, at least for me. It forms a kind of anchor for me. Something to cling to when t... | "I'm telling you!" The man slammed his hand on the table, his grey and white heraldry signifying his alliance to the North. "There is no fucking way that Benjen is Daario!"
The man sat opposite of him was clad in Crimson and Gold, his allegiance sworn to the Lions of the Rock. He met his debate partner's reply with a ... |
[WP] The God of Cheese becomes envious of other Gods and sends forth a real dog to destroy all other dieties through the usage of internet writing forums. | Just for clarity, I didn't write this response to be mean to u/iamadogforreal, who actually raises a decent point and sometimes I roll my eyes when I come onto r/writingprompts and see a zillion traditional religion based (i.e. God vs. devil, or "what if you were God?", etc) posts. However, the mainstay of the comments... | Wow, Thor OP must nerf | |
Donors of this new blood type can donate to others of lesser blood types, whereas these new blood donors can only accept the blood of the same special blood type. | [WP] The political effects of the discovery of a new blood type that completely heals others when donated, and how these new donors are treated. | Ellis was the first of us to be discovered. He had been a construction worker before they found out his blood could cure anything.
On April 10, 2065, Ellis Mercer was injured at a construction site, and desperately needed a blood transfusion. Doctors couldn’t find a suitable match. *An undiscovered blood type!*, t... | They were better than the rest of us. They lived lives of perfect health and were so rare that they were only discovered by an act of God. No-one truly knows who first made the discovery, but the story goes that a young girl was dying of a wasting disease and was visited by an old woman who was convinced that she could... |
[WP] You are a character in a novel who falls in love with the author | I have never met the man I love, I hardly know anything about him. He knows everything about me, except this one secret. I am nothing but what he made me, I do not know my mothers name or my favourite outfit, because he never told me that. He never included it, it was irrelevant. I grew out of what he gave me, beginnin... | DISCLAIMER: This is probably really bad, poorly written/unreadable. It's literally the first thing I've written since probably highschool? And I wasn't a writer then. I don't know why I suddenly wanted to write something.
He created me, yet I could feel nothing beyond this story and I **know** he is holding me back. ... | |
[WP] Two people are granted any wish they desire. One wishes for super powers, the other ........ to know the answer to *any* question. | The scientist worked tirelessly in his lab. All his efforts were focused on one question. How could he help his country win the war? Suddenly it clicked, as if God himself has answered the question. By the end of the night, he had developed his secret weapon.
_____________________________________________________... | Archenchantress Leda was not surprised when her simple wooden cart, now 2 days lost among the Tras'al desert's dunes and crags, caught something in its wheel. Nor was she surprised when the cart's wheel began dragging because of it. When her squire boy showed off the shimmering golden relic of a box he'd found undernea... | |
[WP] Your family tradition is to become a serial killer. Your dad loves to kill, your mom does the clean-up, grandma and grandpa had some times too, and your little sister is an experienced one as well. you refuse to be a part of this....But its in your blood | It's a long-standing fact that every family has a tradition. Some families decorate the Christmas tree together. m families eat turkey for Thanksgiving. Some families have movie nights. Our family? Well, you wouldn't want to know, but I'm telling you anyway. Why? So you can stay away. So you can stay alive. So I can sa... | I am kinda interseted in the sisters point of view. So this will be the sisters point of view.
"What?" I harshly replied.
"I don't know how you do it. The blood is gross. The gore is even worse. That was a human. He had a life, a family, possibly kids and now you killed him."
I stood there vacantly staring at h... | |
[WP] Your family tradition is to become a serial killer. Your dad loves to kill, your mom does the clean-up, grandma and grandpa had some times too, and your little sister is an experienced one as well. you refuse to be a part of this....But its in your blood | It was Christmas Day, 1982. I was thirteen years old.
The night had not yet turned into day, but I was awake, not for anticipation of presents, but for a muffled thumping coming from the living room, accompanied by moans of pain and desperation and the jingling of the ornaments on the tree. The effect was a grotesque ... | I am kinda interseted in the sisters point of view. So this will be the sisters point of view.
"What?" I harshly replied.
"I don't know how you do it. The blood is gross. The gore is even worse. That was a human. He had a life, a family, possibly kids and now you killed him."
I stood there vacantly staring at h... | |
[WP] Your family tradition is to become a serial killer. Your dad loves to kill, your mom does the clean-up, grandma and grandpa had some times too, and your little sister is an experienced one as well. you refuse to be a part of this....But its in your blood | She'd done it again, played the little lost girl routine, lured some would-be good samaritan down the alley claiming to have lost her mother, clung to her in tears, and then sliced a perfect diagonal cut into her unsuspecting prey's femoral artery. I tried not to look too much at the blood now ruining an exquisite desi... | I am kinda interseted in the sisters point of view. So this will be the sisters point of view.
"What?" I harshly replied.
"I don't know how you do it. The blood is gross. The gore is even worse. That was a human. He had a life, a family, possibly kids and now you killed him."
I stood there vacantly staring at h... | |
[WP] Your family tradition is to become a serial killer. Your dad loves to kill, your mom does the clean-up, grandma and grandpa had some times too, and your little sister is an experienced one as well. you refuse to be a part of this....But its in your blood | It was Christmas Day, 1982. I was thirteen years old.
The night had not yet turned into day, but I was awake, not for anticipation of presents, but for a muffled thumping coming from the living room, accompanied by moans of pain and desperation and the jingling of the ornaments on the tree. The effect was a grotesque ... | "I don't like it."
"Come on, sweetie, you love heart! Make you grow big and strong and invisible to your enemies!"
"No! I don't like it."
"Rick, talk to him, please? If he doesn't eat now he's just going to be whining for Goldfish crackers at bedtime."
"Listen, sport, that's not just any heart. You know where I got... | |
[WP] Your family tradition is to become a serial killer. Your dad loves to kill, your mom does the clean-up, grandma and grandpa had some times too, and your little sister is an experienced one as well. you refuse to be a part of this....But its in your blood | She'd done it again, played the little lost girl routine, lured some would-be good samaritan down the alley claiming to have lost her mother, clung to her in tears, and then sliced a perfect diagonal cut into her unsuspecting prey's femoral artery. I tried not to look too much at the blood now ruining an exquisite desi... | "I don't like it."
"Come on, sweetie, you love heart! Make you grow big and strong and invisible to your enemies!"
"No! I don't like it."
"Rick, talk to him, please? If he doesn't eat now he's just going to be whining for Goldfish crackers at bedtime."
"Listen, sport, that's not just any heart. You know where I got... | |
[WP] A drug user and his dealer run into each other as they pick their respective children up from preschool. | "Hey little man, how was school today? Did you remember your lunch money?"
I turned in time to get a mouthful of knuckles and hit the ground. Trevor stood over me, shaking his head. I crabwalked to the side of my minivan.
"What the fuck man, I said I'd pay you today! It was just two ounces."
I stood up slowly and Tr... | Rick whistled tunelessly. He was trying to learn to whistle as well as people did in songs, but wasn't having much luck with it. That didn't stop him from trying, as long as it was in the privacy of his own car. Idly, he checked his phone. *It's right at 3, why aren't the kids out?* he mused to himself.
As though sum... | |
[WP] A drug user and his dealer run into each other as they pick their respective children up from preschool. | "Hey little man, how was school today? Did you remember your lunch money?"
I turned in time to get a mouthful of knuckles and hit the ground. Trevor stood over me, shaking his head. I crabwalked to the side of my minivan.
"What the fuck man, I said I'd pay you today! It was just two ounces."
I stood up slowly and Tr... | "Hey man what's up?" said I when I saw Tim.
"Hey man, same old shit but pretty good. I gotta run Miley to her mother's, then meeting up with Kayla for dinner. Oh hey, I got some more of them beans if you want any." Kyle was casual, knowing no one around would know what he meant.
"Cool, i'll call you later." I replie... | |
[WP] A drug user and his dealer run into each other as they pick their respective children up from preschool. | Dave stood waiting in the school playground. Bits of litter danced across the tarmac, remnants of lunches that mothers had so lovingly packed.
His mum had never done that. Too busy sending off for competitions in tabloids she'd never win or desperately searching for pennies beneath the sofa to be able to afford a pac... | In a neighborhood like this, when Mike and one of his clients meet in the wild, it's best for everyone to go their separate ways.
Both men had wives and children to take care of. No reason to mix them up in their private business, right?
Besides, meth isn't *that* bad, right? Whatever someone does on his own free tim... | |
[WP] A ancient Lich have grown tired of the evil ways. he opens up a Tavern, it quickly becomes the most popular Tavern in the lands. | Grummoth the ancient glared out from behind the bar.
Happy people drank, boisterous and vital. Serving wenches balanced tankards of ale, people toasted and cheered, a small boy chased a dog through the center of the tavern. Celebtration and life.
Grummoth sniffed, breathing deep of their life, their vitality. It wou... | There is no people in the meat pies! That is un-sanitary! And... morally wrong. *Can't say the same about the sausages.* | |
[WP] A ancient Lich have grown tired of the evil ways. he opens up a Tavern, it quickly becomes the most popular Tavern in the lands. | "See, kid, when I was young, I thought just like you." Azzy leaned over the counter, drumming his skeletal left hand on the table. "Conquer kingdoms, slay gods, go down in history as the most evil person in the world."
He grinned at Jarad, or at least Jarad thought he did. You could never quite tell with skeletons... | There is no people in the meat pies! That is un-sanitary! And... morally wrong. *Can't say the same about the sausages.* | |
[WP] A ancient Lich have grown tired of the evil ways. he opens up a Tavern, it quickly becomes the most popular Tavern in the lands. | "I don't know Sharon, I'm just tired of it" Markond leant back in his high backed throne made of the bones of many a fallen hero. "I sit in this lair all day and night waiting on some poor unsuspecting group of wide-eyed adventurers to stumble in. I'm just feeling unfulfilled professionally"
"Well honey, perhaps it's ... | There is no people in the meat pies! That is un-sanitary! And... morally wrong. *Can't say the same about the sausages.* | |
[WP] A ancient Lich have grown tired of the evil ways. he opens up a Tavern, it quickly becomes the most popular Tavern in the lands. | In a generic and idyllic fantasy farmland, five generic adventurers took off their filthy cloaks and stepped into the warmth and homeliness of a tavern. A dwarf, a hobbit, an elf, a man, and a wizard were among their company.
"I don't know about this" rumbled the wizard out of a mouth hidden by feet of grey hair. ... | There is no people in the meat pies! That is un-sanitary! And... morally wrong. *Can't say the same about the sausages.* | |
[WP] A ancient Lich have grown tired of the evil ways. he opens up a Tavern, it quickly becomes the most popular Tavern in the lands. | Kairngorth, Vanquisher of the Dead, loved new travellers. The regulars here at the tavern were used to everything by now, but the look on the faces of those who walked through his modest little door for the first time was hilarious.
Kairngorth, Vanquisher of the Dead, would stand a short distance from the door, fully ... | There is no people in the meat pies! That is un-sanitary! And... morally wrong. *Can't say the same about the sausages.* | |
[WP] A ancient Lich have grown tired of the evil ways. he opens up a Tavern, it quickly becomes the most popular Tavern in the lands. | In a generic and idyllic fantasy farmland, five generic adventurers took off their filthy cloaks and stepped into the warmth and homeliness of a tavern. A dwarf, a hobbit, an elf, a man, and a wizard were among their company.
"I don't know about this" rumbled the wizard out of a mouth hidden by feet of grey hair. ... | Grummoth the ancient glared out from behind the bar.
Happy people drank, boisterous and vital. Serving wenches balanced tankards of ale, people toasted and cheered, a small boy chased a dog through the center of the tavern. Celebtration and life.
Grummoth sniffed, breathing deep of their life, their vitality. It wou... | |
[WP] A ancient Lich have grown tired of the evil ways. he opens up a Tavern, it quickly becomes the most popular Tavern in the lands. | In a generic and idyllic fantasy farmland, five generic adventurers took off their filthy cloaks and stepped into the warmth and homeliness of a tavern. A dwarf, a hobbit, an elf, a man, and a wizard were among their company.
"I don't know about this" rumbled the wizard out of a mouth hidden by feet of grey hair. ... | "See, kid, when I was young, I thought just like you." Azzy leaned over the counter, drumming his skeletal left hand on the table. "Conquer kingdoms, slay gods, go down in history as the most evil person in the world."
He grinned at Jarad, or at least Jarad thought he did. You could never quite tell with skeletons... | |
[WP] A ancient Lich have grown tired of the evil ways. he opens up a Tavern, it quickly becomes the most popular Tavern in the lands. | In a generic and idyllic fantasy farmland, five generic adventurers took off their filthy cloaks and stepped into the warmth and homeliness of a tavern. A dwarf, a hobbit, an elf, a man, and a wizard were among their company.
"I don't know about this" rumbled the wizard out of a mouth hidden by feet of grey hair. ... | "I don't know Sharon, I'm just tired of it" Markond leant back in his high backed throne made of the bones of many a fallen hero. "I sit in this lair all day and night waiting on some poor unsuspecting group of wide-eyed adventurers to stumble in. I'm just feeling unfulfilled professionally"
"Well honey, perhaps it's ... | |
[WP] A ancient Lich have grown tired of the evil ways. he opens up a Tavern, it quickly becomes the most popular Tavern in the lands. | Kairngorth, Vanquisher of the Dead, loved new travellers. The regulars here at the tavern were used to everything by now, but the look on the faces of those who walked through his modest little door for the first time was hilarious.
Kairngorth, Vanquisher of the Dead, would stand a short distance from the door, fully ... | Tali slips into the crowded tavern making her way to the bar, sitting on a stool waiting patiently until her father has a moment to come talk to her. She pushes her long lilac hair behind her slender pointed ear, and leans on the bar in front of her taking in her surrounds. A slight smile crosses her lips as she sees h... | |
[WP] A hive mind encounters a human, but has difficulty understanding that an intelligent being can be an individual. | Standard year 1500 since the great disaster, one of Our smaller exploration vessels reached a system with several worlds with the potential to harbor life. One in particular showed signs of the presence of liquid water. The vessel takes up geostationary orbit, ion thrusters firing, and dispatched several probes to scou... | Don't know if this is allowed, but I wanted to share one of my favorite short stories, it's the alien from the things side of his [story](http://clarkesworldmagazine.com/watts_01_10/).
If this isn't allowed I'll gladly delete the comment. | |
[WP] A ten year old boy goes to Disney World with his family. At one point, they ride Space Mountain. When the ride emerges from the darkness, only the boy is left in the cars. Upon exiting the ride, he discovers the entire park is empty. | The lights flickered once and in that split second I have never felt more afraid. I have no idea why, but my neck suddenly started to hurt really bad. I looked to my right (or left? I still don't have those two figured out... whatever, it's the side where your fingers make an L if you look at them and your hand isn't f... | This thread has been linked to from elsewhere on reddit.
- [/r/TadsPrompts] [\[21st March 2014\] A ten year old boy goes to Disney World with his family. At one point, they ride Space Mountain. When the ride emerges from the darkness, only the boy is left in the cars. Upon exiting the ride, he discovers the entire p... | |
[WP] The Freelance Thief | "No no, Mr. Bedford, I'm not a devil, I'm an angel. See my wings and Halo? No silly, you're dreaming, close your eyes. You will see your family in heaven very soon. Goodnight."
Natalia pushed the anesthetic into the old man's arm, and watched as the old man's eyes eased into a deep sleep.
Letting out a breath that ... | The incessant, high-pitched chirping of crickets resounded through the crisp night air. The crops waved and bent in the light, warm wind, as if a ghostly army crept through the grain, revealing their presence in small gusts blowing against the faces of onlookers. As he walked through the wind-blown ripples of the moonl... | |
[WP] A meteorite crashed onto someone's front lawn, scientists did some tests on it and noticed cells on it, frozen into a perfect English message. What was the message and why did it get here? | There it sat. In all its smoldering, terrible beauty lay the massive rock. Still glowing as bright as the sun and steaming from the atmosphere, it was an insidious mark on what lay in store for humanity. And all around it, people gazed in wonder and horror as the message was deciphered. When it was finally done, an... | "Vulcan HIGHCOMM. Patch coming from CENTCOMM-- The humans are ready for contact. Send them the message."
-Someone use this idea | |
I'm not looking for a story with this quote, seems a strange quote to be said in actual dialogue, but rather a story based on the idea behind it. Someone who carries other's burdens. | [WP] Give me your pain and I'll suffer it for you | Damian smiled, pulling the little plastic plug sticking out of the wall socket. Standing up, he straightened out his back, looked onto Anna for a last time, sighed and walked out of the door.
The hospital was quiet and chilly. He took another deep breath. It smelled of disinfectant. Turning right, he went into the nex... | "That's not how it works."
Arthur looked at the man sitting in front of his desk and regretted ever thinking his customers were boring. He wasn't superstitious, but he almost felt like he brought that situation on himself.
"Aren't you a sin eater?"
"I am. That's how I know it's not how it works."
"But I'll die if... |
I'm not looking for a story with this quote, seems a strange quote to be said in actual dialogue, but rather a story based on the idea behind it. Someone who carries other's burdens. | [WP] Give me your pain and I'll suffer it for you | "John, are you alright? You're white as a ghost!"
From where he sat, clutching his side, John looked up. He blinked quickly to remove the film of water that had built up in his eyes.
"I'm fine, Mom" He said, trying to feign a smile.
"You know honey, you should be enjoying these final days that you get to spend with ... | "That's not how it works."
Arthur looked at the man sitting in front of his desk and regretted ever thinking his customers were boring. He wasn't superstitious, but he almost felt like he brought that situation on himself.
"Aren't you a sin eater?"
"I am. That's how I know it's not how it works."
"But I'll die if... |
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