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[WP] Some kind of force now allows people to die only on Tuesdays. | 12:01 AM Wednesday
The clock on the wall serenely begins its circle once more. A cool breeze flows in through the open window bringing relief from the stuffiness of a late summer night. It caresses my face as I stare out the open window, watching the star's in the night sky slowly shift as time rolled on.
10:37 A... | Tuesdays are when people die. This has become such a simple truth to the young and child that no one gives much thought about it. But I still remember after eighty years of long life. I still feel strange that some kind of restriction has been imposed on death himself. It has not been more than fifty years before such ... | |
[WP] Some kind of force now allows people to die only on Tuesdays. | 12:01 AM Wednesday
The clock on the wall serenely begins its circle once more. A cool breeze flows in through the open window bringing relief from the stuffiness of a late summer night. It caresses my face as I stare out the open window, watching the star's in the night sky slowly shift as time rolled on.
10:37 A... | Wednesday is, unequivocally, everyone's favorite day of the week.
Anything goes on a Wednesday. It's an awesome day to get in a car accident, or any kind of accident. Most of the injured can pull through in 6 days, by the time the next Tuesday rolls around. This makes Wednesday mornings primetime for adrenaline junkie... | |
I submitted this to a couple "prompt me" posts but never got a response, maybe someone else can do something with it. | [WP] Ten years ago an eccentric looking gentleman gave you a small locked box with the word "destiny" engraved on the lid. Today you received an envelope with no return address, inside is the combination to the box. | *0, 4, 0, 0, 1*
The small, pine box had been meticulously crafted. The edges all matched, the feet were attached well, and the hinges had been very well lubricated. It had been years since Matt had even thought about the box, but even through a couple of moves, and some hard times, Matt kept the box. On the lid was th... | He focuses intently. All sensation is lost. His vision narrows, his hearing dims. The ratty chair to his right, the torn up sofa to his left, fade into black oblivion. He clutches the letter in his callused old hand, a hand colored by years and years of crushing labor, always waiting for the wave of Destiny to crash up... |
I submitted this to a couple "prompt me" posts but never got a response, maybe someone else can do something with it. | [WP] Ten years ago an eccentric looking gentleman gave you a small locked box with the word "destiny" engraved on the lid. Today you received an envelope with no return address, inside is the combination to the box. | Click.
Now at long last, ten years have passed. I watch as time slides by so fast.
Click.
The numbers three of destiny which surely in the box would be.
Click.
When lid had popped my jaw did drop and tired now the time did stop.
Gasp.
The emptiness of smallest chest has long at last let my heart rest.
Sigh.
Fr... | He focuses intently. All sensation is lost. His vision narrows, his hearing dims. The ratty chair to his right, the torn up sofa to his left, fade into black oblivion. He clutches the letter in his callused old hand, a hand colored by years and years of crushing labor, always waiting for the wave of Destiny to crash up... |
I submitted this to a couple "prompt me" posts but never got a response, maybe someone else can do something with it. | [WP] Ten years ago an eccentric looking gentleman gave you a small locked box with the word "destiny" engraved on the lid. Today you received an envelope with no return address, inside is the combination to the box. | The box itself was quite ornate: a lovely obsidian black with swirling designs etched along the outside, with a single brilliant red ruby embedded on the front. None of that really mattered, however. It wasn't the outside that was interesting. It was what had been locked away inside that would really catch my eye.
I h... | He focuses intently. All sensation is lost. His vision narrows, his hearing dims. The ratty chair to his right, the torn up sofa to his left, fade into black oblivion. He clutches the letter in his callused old hand, a hand colored by years and years of crushing labor, always waiting for the wave of Destiny to crash up... |
I submitted this to a couple "prompt me" posts but never got a response, maybe someone else can do something with it. | [WP] Ten years ago an eccentric looking gentleman gave you a small locked box with the word "destiny" engraved on the lid. Today you received an envelope with no return address, inside is the combination to the box. | *0, 4, 0, 0, 1*
The small, pine box had been meticulously crafted. The edges all matched, the feet were attached well, and the hinges had been very well lubricated. It had been years since Matt had even thought about the box, but even through a couple of moves, and some hard times, Matt kept the box. On the lid was th... | Everything was on the table, ready for your weekly routine. Clean needle, lighter, the last of the product you had left before you have to resupply. You know that what you’re about to do is wrong, but you’re doing this for the last time, as a farewell to your routine. You deserve it tonight though, you’ve worked hard a... |
[WP] Give the back story on the little boy sitting in the clouds/moon fishing in the DreamWorks opening title. | "Well since you kids have been helping me milk the cows all day, I guess I could tell you a story-"
"How about the one about the man on the moon?" Leaf asked.
Old man Amerias looked almost surprised for a second, even at the notion that people still heard about that tale. "Well...I'm not sure..."
"Please?" Leaf and ... | They still talk about me on earth you know... They tell my story like I did something wrong.
Yeah, I wanted to touch the sun; everyone does though, whether they know it or not.
They say I was blinded by pride, they are wrong, I was blinded by truth. People think that being blinded by truth is a contradiction, that tr... | |
[WP] The seven deadly sins form the Council of Seven with one sin as their leader. Every century this leader rotates to a different sin. Explain which sin stepped down at 2000 AD and which stepped sin was promoted using current events. | "As you know, we choose a new leader on this day. I am proud to have served for these last 100 years. Thank me. I mean, I rocked that!"
Pride rose from the leader's chair. The rest followed and rose from their seats.
"YOU'RE STILL AN ASS, PRIDE!", screamed Wrath.
"Right, thanks, let's get to picking me!", Greed said, ... | Sloth had always thought that the "Council of Seven" was a pretty lame name. But he couldn't really be bothered to say anything about it.
Sloth had never been bothered to do much of anything, really. He knew it annoyed the other sins, but he didn't actually care. It's not like they could insult him for being lazy. It... | |
[WP] The seven deadly sins form the Council of Seven with one sin as their leader. Every century this leader rotates to a different sin. Explain which sin stepped down at 2000 AD and which stepped sin was promoted using current events. |
Jan 1st - 2000 12:01 am
Pride bowed at his pedestal though none of the five other members of his order, so much as glanced in his direction. 'FIVE!' he thought, scanning the room, when he saw her, the girl in the dark hood, headphones on, just now slinking in. She plopped herself down in the chair furthest from th... | Whoa. That's kind of long. Well hope you like it.
“Okay finally. It’s about fucking time you all got here. I, Wrath, welcome you all to this century’s counsel session. As you all probably have guessed I am this century’s council head, filling in the extraordinarily roomy seat. As we all know was recently expanded to ... | |
[WP] The seven deadly sins form the Council of Seven with one sin as their leader. Every century this leader rotates to a different sin. Explain which sin stepped down at 2000 AD and which stepped sin was promoted using current events. | They sat at an obsidian table amidst the Seventh Layer of Hades, surrounded by a fire so hot it cast a blue-white glow. They all came together once every hundred years to confer and appoint a steward for the next century.
"Oh, how wicked," cooed Lust from her ruby-red lips. She unfurled her black bat-wings ever so... | Whoa. That's kind of long. Well hope you like it.
“Okay finally. It’s about fucking time you all got here. I, Wrath, welcome you all to this century’s counsel session. As you all probably have guessed I am this century’s council head, filling in the extraordinarily roomy seat. As we all know was recently expanded to ... | |
[WP] The seven deadly sins form the Council of Seven with one sin as their leader. Every century this leader rotates to a different sin. Explain which sin stepped down at 2000 AD and which stepped sin was promoted using current events. | They sat at an obsidian table amidst the Seventh Layer of Hades, surrounded by a fire so hot it cast a blue-white glow. They all came together once every hundred years to confer and appoint a steward for the next century.
"Oh, how wicked," cooed Lust from her ruby-red lips. She unfurled her black bat-wings ever so... |
Jan 1st - 2000 12:01 am
Pride bowed at his pedestal though none of the five other members of his order, so much as glanced in his direction. 'FIVE!' he thought, scanning the room, when he saw her, the girl in the dark hood, headphones on, just now slinking in. She plopped herself down in the chair furthest from th... | |
[WP] The seven deadly sins form the Council of Seven with one sin as their leader. Every century this leader rotates to a different sin. Explain which sin stepped down at 2000 AD and which stepped sin was promoted using current events. | “ Perhaps,” he paused considering the figures before him, “we may have reached the closest vote in millennia.”
Envy glared at Lust with the dull piercing grey eyes that had pulled the color from so many lives. Gluttony’s grease soaked fingers wrestled another chicken from Greed’s massive arms as Sloth stared in a daze... | A hooded figure progressed down a white marble tunnel leading to the meeting spot: a wide open Colosseum. "Seats for over 8 billion should the time come." He explained to no-one.
In the center one table, seats for 6, and behind that a throne, carved in the likeness of the leader; Superbia. The Sin had reined for over... | |
[WP] The seven deadly sins form the Council of Seven with one sin as their leader. Every century this leader rotates to a different sin. Explain which sin stepped down at 2000 AD and which stepped sin was promoted using current events. | Sloth arrived late, and took a seat beside Gluttony. It didn’t seem that he had missed much: Wrath and Greed were still snapping at each other from opposing pulpits, Lust trying in vain to prevent last century’s fistfight.
“YOU CANNAE HUV TWO TERMS IN A ROW YA FUCKIN COW.” Wrath gripped the sides of his podium, knuckl... | A hooded figure progressed down a white marble tunnel leading to the meeting spot: a wide open Colosseum. "Seats for over 8 billion should the time come." He explained to no-one.
In the center one table, seats for 6, and behind that a throne, carved in the likeness of the leader; Superbia. The Sin had reined for over... | |
[WP] The seven deadly sins form the Council of Seven with one sin as their leader. Every century this leader rotates to a different sin. Explain which sin stepped down at 2000 AD and which stepped sin was promoted using current events. | Sloth arrived late, and took a seat beside Gluttony. It didn’t seem that he had missed much: Wrath and Greed were still snapping at each other from opposing pulpits, Lust trying in vain to prevent last century’s fistfight.
“YOU CANNAE HUV TWO TERMS IN A ROW YA FUCKIN COW.” Wrath gripped the sides of his podium, knuckl... | [I suspect this should be tagged [CW], given the current events restriction, but here goes.]
The Council's big cennetial session was over, and truthfully, Wrath was relieved. His efforts had more or less peaked in the first half of his tenure. He had accomplished two world wars, but despite all the power he had gained... | |
No limits on country/town/city or time/place. | [WP] You travel regularly on the train, and one day at the station you notice a train going to a destination you are sure doesn't exist. Then you notice that all the people getting onto the train are dressed alike and carry black bags. Who are they and where/why are they going? | *St. Marin's*
The trains were just fucking with him at this point. This was the seventh to pass that wasn't going to his station. Where the hell was St. Marin's, anyway? Sounded like a stupid place for stupid losers. He needed more coffee.
He watched a girl walk across the platform towards the waiting (stupid) train.... | "Damn Amtrak wi-fi." My email refuses to send. I look up from my computer and out the window for the first time in 20 minutes to see the train speeding through the darkness. There are a few lights in the distance, but I don't remember what stop is next. I'm new to this whole New York to Baltimore commute.
The conducto... |
A being that can temporarely take over peoples bodies and memories and make them watch as he/she/it... makes their lives a lot better.
It may take advantage of the powers, but always twists the situation for the benefit of the person it is controlling | [WP] The friendly bodysnatcher. | He tried to surreptitiously glance at the beautiful woman across the bar. He had been trying to find a way to talk to her for the past month. Each time he moved to get up, the gravity seemed to increase tenfold and his legs turned to jelly. It was probably for the best. No one would be interested in him anyway. She see... | I stand next in line
For burgers and fries
Mickey D's and the King
Got shit on Five Guys
She suddenly came
And took over my mind
She ordered a salad
No meat there to find
I'll only eat food
When there's someone to fry it
What the hell happened
This coke is a diet |
Feel free to use this however you want, whether it be a direct quote, starting from where this stops, or anything else you can think of. | [WP] Your newborn's first words are "Dammit, I've played this level before!" | We’d been married for six long years and had all along resisted the pressure to have a child. We finally realized that we were ready and after another nine months of wait it was the doomsday. It had been normal all along and the doctor had predicted a regular no-hassle delivery. So, we were all in the birthing suite wi... | I appreciate the effort put in to submit a prompt, but I can't get behind this one or others like it. You could have a prompt such as, "Write about a newborn's first words", and that'd be fine. I feel like OP as well as others, have an idea about a specific story and then generalize it to a prompt when it's really more... |
Feel free to use this however you want, whether it be a direct quote, starting from where this stops, or anything else you can think of. | [WP] Your newborn's first words are "Dammit, I've played this level before!" | For the first couple years of his life my son seemed like any other child. He seemed to learn through failure and repetition as most of us, if not all of us do. It was when he finally began to speak that it became apparent he was different. His first sentence, “what’s for breakfast?” not only shocked us due his use of ... | The only noise in the operating room was the experienced mother's frantic breaths and her heart's vocalized pulse, courtesy of a nearby EKG.
Stunned, the husband looked from the baby, to the doctor, to his wife, to the baby, to the doctor, so on and so forth, until his gaze locked permanently on to his new son.
The m... |
Feel free to use this however you want, whether it be a direct quote, starting from where this stops, or anything else you can think of. | [WP] Your newborn's first words are "Dammit, I've played this level before!" | For the first couple years of his life my son seemed like any other child. He seemed to learn through failure and repetition as most of us, if not all of us do. It was when he finally began to speak that it became apparent he was different. His first sentence, “what’s for breakfast?” not only shocked us due his use of ... | He could see the first streaks of light, like the loading screen before another new level. With his unbridled excitement, he waited to reach this level finally and felt himself squeezed through, getting closer to the light slowly. While his descent, he thought about the long time he has been in this cozy warm place, he... |
Feel free to use this however you want, whether it be a direct quote, starting from where this stops, or anything else you can think of. | [WP] Your newborn's first words are "Dammit, I've played this level before!" | The baby was born premature. Not a cry, not even a whimper. The doctors have placed him in an incubation unit to monitor his vitals. He hasn't even opened his eyes yet.
Days passed. Finally the child woke up with tubes going through him and yells "Dammit, I've played this level before!"
The nurse screams and leaves ... | For nine months, all throughout Jennifer’s pregnancy, I had been told the same thing. “That moment,” people said, “when you look down and see your child for the first time. It will change you forever.”
Nothing, people said, will ever be the same.
I had nodded when I heard this, accepted it without thinking about it ... |
Surprise me with the thing that makes the protagonist(s) fall in love.
EDIT: Thanks for all the great replies guys. Seeing the divirsity and creativity poured into this really shows the talent we have on this site. I am still fairly new to WP, so I really enjoyed having a prompt this highly upvoted, and with several g... | [WP] You meet with the person who is scientifically proven to be your ideal match. Only you don't really like him/her, and you sense the feeling is mutual. The is until... | “NO! Absolutely not! This is a mistake. I won’t do this. I won’t waste my time on…on…that!” She said and pointed to the man sitting in the corner of the room on the least comfortable chair trying to make himself appear as small as possible. A difficult task as he was six foot four, at least 250lbs, had tattoos ci... | "Human designated B-1338, male, you are designated to mate with Human N-3342, female, at 2130, 24-segment native planet time. Report to chamber designated 35F, Sector 6-L at given time."
They did what they could to communicate clearly with our species, but they could never quite replicate our specific timber. Our am... |
Surprise me with the thing that makes the protagonist(s) fall in love.
EDIT: Thanks for all the great replies guys. Seeing the divirsity and creativity poured into this really shows the talent we have on this site. I am still fairly new to WP, so I really enjoyed having a prompt this highly upvoted, and with several g... | [WP] You meet with the person who is scientifically proven to be your ideal match. Only you don't really like him/her, and you sense the feeling is mutual. The is until... | *Stupid stupid stupid...*
It was ridiculous, the whole system. Why I had even gone through with it was beyond me. The government representative that had come to our little corner of the food processing plant had made the process sound easy, even fun. A guaranteed mate, compatible in all ways, chosen by *SCIENCE*. How ... | "Human designated B-1338, male, you are designated to mate with Human N-3342, female, at 2130, 24-segment native planet time. Report to chamber designated 35F, Sector 6-L at given time."
They did what they could to communicate clearly with our species, but they could never quite replicate our specific timber. Our am... |
Surprise me with the thing that makes the protagonist(s) fall in love.
EDIT: Thanks for all the great replies guys. Seeing the divirsity and creativity poured into this really shows the talent we have on this site. I am still fairly new to WP, so I really enjoyed having a prompt this highly upvoted, and with several g... | [WP] You meet with the person who is scientifically proven to be your ideal match. Only you don't really like him/her, and you sense the feeling is mutual. The is until... | “Equal” he recalled saying. His brother had met a girl, *the* girl, got engaged, and married in the space of a year thanks to the new ‘Lastmatch’ service everyone was raving about. It was named such as the creators claimed that it was the last matching service a user would ever need, whoever the algorithm picked wou... | "Human designated B-1338, male, you are designated to mate with Human N-3342, female, at 2130, 24-segment native planet time. Report to chamber designated 35F, Sector 6-L at given time."
They did what they could to communicate clearly with our species, but they could never quite replicate our specific timber. Our am... |
Surprise me with the thing that makes the protagonist(s) fall in love.
EDIT: Thanks for all the great replies guys. Seeing the divirsity and creativity poured into this really shows the talent we have on this site. I am still fairly new to WP, so I really enjoyed having a prompt this highly upvoted, and with several g... | [WP] You meet with the person who is scientifically proven to be your ideal match. Only you don't really like him/her, and you sense the feeling is mutual. The is until... | “Equal” he recalled saying. His brother had met a girl, *the* girl, got engaged, and married in the space of a year thanks to the new ‘Lastmatch’ service everyone was raving about. It was named such as the creators claimed that it was the last matching service a user would ever need, whoever the algorithm picked wou... | I sat in a chair in a large room, surrounded by pristine tables filled with couples doting upon each other. As I play with the frayed edges of my dress, I couldn’t help but be jealous; all of these people seemed so in love, and this was only their second meeting. Here I sat, alone, watching for my Mate to arrive.
Our... |
Surprise me with the thing that makes the protagonist(s) fall in love.
EDIT: Thanks for all the great replies guys. Seeing the divirsity and creativity poured into this really shows the talent we have on this site. I am still fairly new to WP, so I really enjoyed having a prompt this highly upvoted, and with several g... | [WP] You meet with the person who is scientifically proven to be your ideal match. Only you don't really like him/her, and you sense the feeling is mutual. The is until... | “Equal” he recalled saying. His brother had met a girl, *the* girl, got engaged, and married in the space of a year thanks to the new ‘Lastmatch’ service everyone was raving about. It was named such as the creators claimed that it was the last matching service a user would ever need, whoever the algorithm picked wou... | *Stupid stupid stupid...*
It was ridiculous, the whole system. Why I had even gone through with it was beyond me. The government representative that had come to our little corner of the food processing plant had made the process sound easy, even fun. A guaranteed mate, compatible in all ways, chosen by *SCIENCE*. How ... |
Surprise me with the thing that makes the protagonist(s) fall in love.
EDIT: Thanks for all the great replies guys. Seeing the divirsity and creativity poured into this really shows the talent we have on this site. I am still fairly new to WP, so I really enjoyed having a prompt this highly upvoted, and with several g... | [WP] You meet with the person who is scientifically proven to be your ideal match. Only you don't really like him/her, and you sense the feeling is mutual. The is until... | He had gotten the email that afternoon; The System had found a match and set a date for that evening. He was to meet her on a park bench not two blocks from his work precisely at 7. The System had decided this was going to be a blind date, which was unusual but not unheard of. In just 4 hours he would meet her, and if ... | “But it can’t be wrong.”
“Of course it can” he let out an exasperated gasp and mumbled, “For fucks sake.”
“But its…you know…science.”
“Its science, not magic. Science isn’t perfect. That’s how it works. You know- trial and error.”
“Well when is the last time you heard of it not matching someone perfectly?” s... |
Surprise me with the thing that makes the protagonist(s) fall in love.
EDIT: Thanks for all the great replies guys. Seeing the divirsity and creativity poured into this really shows the talent we have on this site. I am still fairly new to WP, so I really enjoyed having a prompt this highly upvoted, and with several g... | [WP] You meet with the person who is scientifically proven to be your ideal match. Only you don't really like him/her, and you sense the feeling is mutual. The is until... | I was honestly disappointed. While sitting across from her, a phrase kept repeating itself in my head: "Be careful with what you wish for, you might just get it."
It wasn't her plain visage and drab attire that bothered me. Neither was it her small face, freckled with a jawline that protruded outwards making her look ... | “But it can’t be wrong.”
“Of course it can” he let out an exasperated gasp and mumbled, “For fucks sake.”
“But its…you know…science.”
“Its science, not magic. Science isn’t perfect. That’s how it works. You know- trial and error.”
“Well when is the last time you heard of it not matching someone perfectly?” s... |
Surprise me with the thing that makes the protagonist(s) fall in love.
EDIT: Thanks for all the great replies guys. Seeing the divirsity and creativity poured into this really shows the talent we have on this site. I am still fairly new to WP, so I really enjoyed having a prompt this highly upvoted, and with several g... | [WP] You meet with the person who is scientifically proven to be your ideal match. Only you don't really like him/her, and you sense the feeling is mutual. The is until... | I was honestly disappointed. While sitting across from her, a phrase kept repeating itself in my head: "Be careful with what you wish for, you might just get it."
It wasn't her plain visage and drab attire that bothered me. Neither was it her small face, freckled with a jawline that protruded outwards making her look ... | "Jack Derrymoore, nice to meet you" I said as I shake the lean hand of a lady my age.
 
"Orca White, it's a pleasure".
 
So we're both here, at the finest dining restaurant in the city. We both spent quite a sum of money in order to find each other. Apparently, she is, scientifically proven, t... |
What the joke is doesn't matter as long as it's a lame one that a dad would tell | [WP] A serious story that ends in a dad joke | Benny never took anything lightly. He was specifically taking nothing lightly as he scanned the beach for seashells. It was serious work, finding seashells, considering it was how Benny made his living. This particular day seemed like any other--a silver dollar here, half of a clam shell there. It was such an average, ... | "Shut the fuck up, Sid."
"Hmmph?" came the muffled reply, followed by a repulsing, clear gulp. "Whatcha doin' now?"
"Chew with your goddam mouth shut and listen!"
"Chaaarleeesss..." The voice was faint.
"Huh, thas pretty cool, how ya doin that?" said Sid in his clumsy manner, mouth full of cold pizza.
"That's not ... |
What the joke is doesn't matter as long as it's a lame one that a dad would tell | [WP] A serious story that ends in a dad joke |
July 4th, we all know the day, fireworks, the kabaams, kazaams, houdini magic all over the place, things get hectic. This year was a bit different, only the old man laid on the couch of the July morning, no Ma this year. He looked kinda sad, my pops I mean, gloomy on such a fun holiday must suck. I felt pretty sad too... | "Shut the fuck up, Sid."
"Hmmph?" came the muffled reply, followed by a repulsing, clear gulp. "Whatcha doin' now?"
"Chew with your goddam mouth shut and listen!"
"Chaaarleeesss..." The voice was faint.
"Huh, thas pretty cool, how ya doin that?" said Sid in his clumsy manner, mouth full of cold pizza.
"That's not ... |
What the joke is doesn't matter as long as it's a lame one that a dad would tell | [WP] A serious story that ends in a dad joke | Benny never took anything lightly. He was specifically taking nothing lightly as he scanned the beach for seashells. It was serious work, finding seashells, considering it was how Benny made his living. This particular day seemed like any other--a silver dollar here, half of a clam shell there. It was such an average, ... | Warning: this is a serious story about race, and it may offend some.
Dew had already soaked the grass by the time the two boys had crept into the neighborhood. The night was much colder than the nights that preceded it and crickets everywhere seemed to voice their complaints to the bright moon overhead.
"It's co... |
First in a series of turning terrible opening lines into interesting stories. | [WP] Make an interesting story out of a horrible opening line. "You see, I have this candle..." | "You see, I have this candle. It doesn't go out. Just keeps on burning."
"Is that it?"
"Is that it? Seems paranormal enough to me. Won't go out with water or anything. Sounds like a good job for a Paranormal Investigator, wouldn't you agree?"
"I don't know, I was expecting something a bit more exciting. I mean... | "You see, I have this candle..."
Silence, and a confused stare. Joey waits a few seconds then begins.
"It's...a joke. It's dark, and the candle produces light. And you can see. Because I have th-"
"Joey, just stop. That was lame."
"I know."
They both chuckle, and continue down the now illuminated hallway. This wa... |
First in a series of turning terrible opening lines into interesting stories. | [WP] Make an interesting story out of a horrible opening line. "You see, I have this candle..." | "You see, I have this candle. It doesn't go out. Just keeps on burning."
"Is that it?"
"Is that it? Seems paranormal enough to me. Won't go out with water or anything. Sounds like a good job for a Paranormal Investigator, wouldn't you agree?"
"I don't know, I was expecting something a bit more exciting. I mean... | "You see, I have this candle..." Mr Jones said. I had to find a way out of this place. I tugged at the ropes binding my hands to no avail.
"And the flame here, I could blow out. But, of course, I don't. It keeps the room bright and slightly warmer. However..." The lights hanging above me flicked on with a clap of his h... |
First in a series of turning terrible opening lines into interesting stories. | [WP] Make an interesting story out of a horrible opening line. "You see, I have this candle..." | "You see, I have this candle. It doesn't go out. Just keeps on burning."
"Is that it?"
"Is that it? Seems paranormal enough to me. Won't go out with water or anything. Sounds like a good job for a Paranormal Investigator, wouldn't you agree?"
"I don't know, I was expecting something a bit more exciting. I mean... | "You see, I have this candle..."
"Look Gary, nobody gives a damn about your scented candles!"
|
First in a series of turning terrible opening lines into interesting stories. | [WP] Make an interesting story out of a horrible opening line. "You see, I have this candle..." | "You see, I have this candle. It doesn't go out. Just keeps on burning."
"Is that it?"
"Is that it? Seems paranormal enough to me. Won't go out with water or anything. Sounds like a good job for a Paranormal Investigator, wouldn't you agree?"
"I don't know, I was expecting something a bit more exciting. I mean... | You see, I have this candle.
I light it every night as soon as the sun goes down, leaving all of the lights in my old, rundown house off so as to make the flame appear as bright as humanly possible. I sit by the candle all night as the flame dances, casting wavering shadows on the fading wall paper. I watch as the sha... |
First in a series of turning terrible opening lines into interesting stories. | [WP] Make an interesting story out of a horrible opening line. "You see, I have this candle..." | "You see, when I have a candle. It makes light that lets me see." he said matter-of-factly. As he holds my hand and guides me down the side walk.
"But how does the light let you see?" I ask still not understanding sight. My first time to a new planet and the dominant species here, who are called "humans", have a much d... | "Hey, babe, how's it goin'?" he slurs what passes for a compliment past his twelfth beer. He eyes her up and down, a perfect ten out of ten.
She returns the statement with a frown, and returns to her friend.
"Hey, don't leave me!" he grabs her wrist as she tries to shy away. He is too intoxicated with her youth and w... |
First in a series of turning terrible opening lines into interesting stories. | [WP] Make an interesting story out of a horrible opening line. "You see, I have this candle..." | "You see, I have this candle. It doesn't go out. Just keeps on burning."
"Is that it?"
"Is that it? Seems paranormal enough to me. Won't go out with water or anything. Sounds like a good job for a Paranormal Investigator, wouldn't you agree?"
"I don't know, I was expecting something a bit more exciting. I mean... | "Hey, babe, how's it goin'?" he slurs what passes for a compliment past his twelfth beer. He eyes her up and down, a perfect ten out of ten.
She returns the statement with a frown, and returns to her friend.
"Hey, don't leave me!" he grabs her wrist as she tries to shy away. He is too intoxicated with her youth and w... |
First in a series of turning terrible opening lines into interesting stories. | [WP] Make an interesting story out of a horrible opening line. "You see, I have this candle..." | You see, I have this candle.
It was a gift from my students the year I stopped teaching; it's more of a sculpture than a candle, a fantasy construct of orange and red, which sort of looks like a tower from one side, and a dragon from the other. There's a wick in the middle, somewhere. I took it home, put it on a dre... | "Hey, babe, how's it goin'?" he slurs what passes for a compliment past his twelfth beer. He eyes her up and down, a perfect ten out of ten.
She returns the statement with a frown, and returns to her friend.
"Hey, don't leave me!" he grabs her wrist as she tries to shy away. He is too intoxicated with her youth and w... |
[WP] there is a god for everything. Light, sinks, walking, whatever you can think of. How does one unexpected god suddenly become the most powerful god? | "How? How is this happening?" The God of Frying Pans cried out amongst the chaos in the Household Palace.
"Beats me!" The God of Pillows shouted back, dodging the falling debris.
"I think I have an idea what's happening," The God of Windows glanced upwards and the voice of The God of Toilet Bowls boomed from t... | My popularity was always fairly low; I'm a young god, and not many people used to worship me. A few people here and there, sometimes a few for a little while. But slowly more and more people started praying, more people recognizing my 'usefulness', more people wanting my blessing. My power started increasing exponent... | |
[WP] there is a god for everything. Light, sinks, walking, whatever you can think of. How does one unexpected god suddenly become the most powerful god? | "Really? I don't think this will solve our problems."
Yles watched the timeless faces around her. She stood before the High Council in their Hallowed Hall. The six most powerful gods in existence peered down at her from thrones of white marble, oak, and gold. A seventh throne, taller and grander than all others, stoo... | My popularity was always fairly low; I'm a young god, and not many people used to worship me. A few people here and there, sometimes a few for a little while. But slowly more and more people started praying, more people recognizing my 'usefulness', more people wanting my blessing. My power started increasing exponent... | |
[WP] there is a god for everything. Light, sinks, walking, whatever you can think of. How does one unexpected god suddenly become the most powerful god? | "How? How is this happening?" The God of Frying Pans cried out amongst the chaos in the Household Palace.
"Beats me!" The God of Pillows shouted back, dodging the falling debris.
"I think I have an idea what's happening," The God of Windows glanced upwards and the voice of The God of Toilet Bowls boomed from t... | The Gods are fickle beings. Constantly falling in and out of existence just like the things they represent. Some Gods are eternal, like the God of Light, or the God of Electrons and so on and so forth. Some Gods come and go just like fads. Examples include the God of Cross fit, and the Goddess of Pinterest.
All of the... | |
[WP] there is a god for everything. Light, sinks, walking, whatever you can think of. How does one unexpected god suddenly become the most powerful god? | "Really? I don't think this will solve our problems."
Yles watched the timeless faces around her. She stood before the High Council in their Hallowed Hall. The six most powerful gods in existence peered down at her from thrones of white marble, oak, and gold. A seventh throne, taller and grander than all others, stoo... | The Gods are fickle beings. Constantly falling in and out of existence just like the things they represent. Some Gods are eternal, like the God of Light, or the God of Electrons and so on and so forth. Some Gods come and go just like fads. Examples include the God of Cross fit, and the Goddess of Pinterest.
All of the... | |
[WP] there is a god for everything. Light, sinks, walking, whatever you can think of. How does one unexpected god suddenly become the most powerful god? | "Really? I don't think this will solve our problems."
Yles watched the timeless faces around her. She stood before the High Council in their Hallowed Hall. The six most powerful gods in existence peered down at her from thrones of white marble, oak, and gold. A seventh throne, taller and grander than all others, stoo... | "How? How is this happening?" The God of Frying Pans cried out amongst the chaos in the Household Palace.
"Beats me!" The God of Pillows shouted back, dodging the falling debris.
"I think I have an idea what's happening," The God of Windows glanced upwards and the voice of The God of Toilet Bowls boomed from t... | |
[WP] You go into a small shop on the outskirts of town. The shop owner introduces you to a dusty old brown crate. He tells you before you open it that it's the most valuable thing you will ever own in your life but it may surprise you. What do you find? | "It's money." I moved my hand over the edge of the crate, letting my skin brush across the cotton paper and taking in the familiar sounds and scrapes it made as it grazed the edge of the crisp notes. The old man behind the counter shrugged and shook his head at me, looked at me with those sunken, hard eyes of his that... | Surely what's in this crate can't be *that* important. It's just an old crate and the old man is pulling my leg. However, my curiosity could kill a whole herd of cats.
It's not hard to open up, it actually swings open quite easily. Inside is a smaller box. This one is fireproof and filled with photo sleeves, with hast... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | "Welcome to Valhalla!" The Viking said. He was flanked by two beautiful valkyrie women, and behind him stood a city that looked like it had been torn straight out of the *Thor: The Dark World* concept art book.
He should be happy. He stood in a heavenly kingdom of eternal happiness. Not the one he'd been expecting, b... | A surgical tool doesn't get you into Valhalla. Massive axes, brutal hammers, spears, nets, cannons--did they have cannons in Ancient Greece?--and *weapons* of any sort, historically, have earned--you know--actual warriors a place in Valhalla.
I pictured the place as a flat green disc with Ionic columns, different myth... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | It was over.
As I came to my senses, this was the first thought in my head.
I felt the hand on my head.
"Rest, it is over. "
I slunk back into the bed. Fuck. I did not even need to open my eyes. I had written the proposals myself.
"I collapsed in the operating theatre? "
"Yes. "
A warm voice. Nurse? My eyes ... | A surgical tool doesn't get you into Valhalla. Massive axes, brutal hammers, spears, nets, cannons--did they have cannons in Ancient Greece?--and *weapons* of any sort, historically, have earned--you know--actual warriors a place in Valhalla.
I pictured the place as a flat green disc with Ionic columns, different myth... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | Howard had not expected to die.
He was a young, fit, man, not the sort of person predisposed to a heart attack, but it seemed that was what happened. One moment, he had been in the surgery one moment, cutting out a tumor from the skin of a patient, and the next he was sitting in a painfully spartan office with a blank... | A surgical tool doesn't get you into Valhalla. Massive axes, brutal hammers, spears, nets, cannons--did they have cannons in Ancient Greece?--and *weapons* of any sort, historically, have earned--you know--actual warriors a place in Valhalla.
I pictured the place as a flat green disc with Ionic columns, different myth... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | (I'm more of a exposition guy and too lazy to write prose...)
The doctor emerges in the micro-universe of Valhalla, as opposed to the macro one everyone expects. The pyschopomp/valkyrie explains that doctors were the greatest warriors in "The Unseen War" of Germ Warfare; fighting the virus and bacteria that have been p... | A surgical tool doesn't get you into Valhalla. Massive axes, brutal hammers, spears, nets, cannons--did they have cannons in Ancient Greece?--and *weapons* of any sort, historically, have earned--you know--actual warriors a place in Valhalla.
I pictured the place as a flat green disc with Ionic columns, different myth... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | Paul awoke in the grass. *Wait, grass? Wasn't I just in my operating room, trying to fix..*
Then he remembered the pain in his arm, the sharp stabbing feeling in his chest. Paul had known it was a heart attack, but he did not know that it would strike so quickly.
He tried to think of what he looked like now, crumple... | A surgical tool doesn't get you into Valhalla. Massive axes, brutal hammers, spears, nets, cannons--did they have cannons in Ancient Greece?--and *weapons* of any sort, historically, have earned--you know--actual warriors a place in Valhalla.
I pictured the place as a flat green disc with Ionic columns, different myth... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | One moment Dr. Gumatao was in the operating room and the next, he was standing on a grassy hill gently sloping towards a long wooden building. Noel felt a presence to his side. He turned, and saw the tallest woman he had ever seen. She stood a full head over him, and she was wore a multi-hued tunic and brass bangles on... | A surgical tool doesn't get you into Valhalla. Massive axes, brutal hammers, spears, nets, cannons--did they have cannons in Ancient Greece?--and *weapons* of any sort, historically, have earned--you know--actual warriors a place in Valhalla.
I pictured the place as a flat green disc with Ionic columns, different myth... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | Death is not easy and he has seen many kinds. The slow asphyxiation as a girl's lungs stop expanding, her ribcage too heavy. Or torn artery and the fear and panic and blood and forty five seconds later a cooling body on a slick floor.
He has never seen a quiet death. In the last moments the body fights, instinctively... | A surgical tool doesn't get you into Valhalla. Massive axes, brutal hammers, spears, nets, cannons--did they have cannons in Ancient Greece?--and *weapons* of any sort, historically, have earned--you know--actual warriors a place in Valhalla.
I pictured the place as a flat green disc with Ionic columns, different myth... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | He wasn't quite sure how he had died. As a doctor, he had made for a terrible patient, but last time he had checked, he had been alive and not sick at all. And, how was it that he had died in a hospital, in the middle of preparing to operate on a patient? Who was going to operate on the patient now? He knew he wasn't s... | A surgical tool doesn't get you into Valhalla. Massive axes, brutal hammers, spears, nets, cannons--did they have cannons in Ancient Greece?--and *weapons* of any sort, historically, have earned--you know--actual warriors a place in Valhalla.
I pictured the place as a flat green disc with Ionic columns, different myth... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | "But I'm not a Viking! I've never even been to Europe! My dad makes Cheese in Wisconsin! Surely there has been some kind of mistake?"
"Are you not Johann Erikson, Son of Alek Erikson?” said the lead Viking
“I am, but thats not the point….”
The Viking turned to the rest of the hall and filled it with his booming voi... | A surgical tool doesn't get you into Valhalla. Massive axes, brutal hammers, spears, nets, cannons--did they have cannons in Ancient Greece?--and *weapons* of any sort, historically, have earned--you know--actual warriors a place in Valhalla.
I pictured the place as a flat green disc with Ionic columns, different myth... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | "...the fuck?" Dr. Olsen said, as he pushed himself up out of the deep snow that he found himself mysteriously laying in. "Nurse? Nurse!" His voice boomed but was quickly blown away by the torrent of wind and snow breaking across jagged and rocky peaks nearby. Stunned into a state of stupor it took the Doctor what... | A surgical tool doesn't get you into Valhalla. Massive axes, brutal hammers, spears, nets, cannons--did they have cannons in Ancient Greece?--and *weapons* of any sort, historically, have earned--you know--actual warriors a place in Valhalla.
I pictured the place as a flat green disc with Ionic columns, different myth... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | "There must be some mistake... I...I." The doctor muttered
"Are you not the one known as Kenneth Anderson son of Grant Anderson?" The man in Cherokee headdress asked with a fierce expression.
"I am but..."
"Is it not true that 23 men have fallen under your blade?"
"I wasn't trying to..."
"Ha, not even here five m... | A surgical tool doesn't get you into Valhalla. Massive axes, brutal hammers, spears, nets, cannons--did they have cannons in Ancient Greece?--and *weapons* of any sort, historically, have earned--you know--actual warriors a place in Valhalla.
I pictured the place as a flat green disc with Ionic columns, different myth... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | "This is a mistake, I'm not supposed to be here!"
"Well" Odin said in his deep booming voice, "You died fighting a powerful enemy with blade in hand, that gets you into Valhalla."
"But I never even believed in any of this!"
"That doesn't matter, besides, why should you complain, you get to fight all day and feast... | A surgical tool doesn't get you into Valhalla. Massive axes, brutal hammers, spears, nets, cannons--did they have cannons in Ancient Greece?--and *weapons* of any sort, historically, have earned--you know--actual warriors a place in Valhalla.
I pictured the place as a flat green disc with Ionic columns, different myth... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | "Welcome to Valhalla!" The Viking said. He was flanked by two beautiful valkyrie women, and behind him stood a city that looked like it had been torn straight out of the *Thor: The Dark World* concept art book.
He should be happy. He stood in a heavenly kingdom of eternal happiness. Not the one he'd been expecting, b... | This thread has been linked to from elsewhere on reddit.
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[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | It was over.
As I came to my senses, this was the first thought in my head.
I felt the hand on my head.
"Rest, it is over. "
I slunk back into the bed. Fuck. I did not even need to open my eyes. I had written the proposals myself.
"I collapsed in the operating theatre? "
"Yes. "
A warm voice. Nurse? My eyes ... | This thread has been linked to from elsewhere on reddit.
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[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | Howard had not expected to die.
He was a young, fit, man, not the sort of person predisposed to a heart attack, but it seemed that was what happened. One moment, he had been in the surgery one moment, cutting out a tumor from the skin of a patient, and the next he was sitting in a painfully spartan office with a blank... | This thread has been linked to from elsewhere on reddit.
- [/r/asatru] [Thought this was interesting: (x-post from r/WritingPrompts) A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla.](http://np.reddit.com/r/asatru/comments/2ecpmj/thought_this_was_interesting_xp... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | (I'm more of a exposition guy and too lazy to write prose...)
The doctor emerges in the micro-universe of Valhalla, as opposed to the macro one everyone expects. The pyschopomp/valkyrie explains that doctors were the greatest warriors in "The Unseen War" of Germ Warfare; fighting the virus and bacteria that have been p... | This thread has been linked to from elsewhere on reddit.
- [/r/asatru] [Thought this was interesting: (x-post from r/WritingPrompts) A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla.](http://np.reddit.com/r/asatru/comments/2ecpmj/thought_this_was_interesting_xp... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | One moment Dr. Gumatao was in the operating room and the next, he was standing on a grassy hill gently sloping towards a long wooden building. Noel felt a presence to his side. He turned, and saw the tallest woman he had ever seen. She stood a full head over him, and she was wore a multi-hued tunic and brass bangles on... | This thread has been linked to from elsewhere on reddit.
- [/r/asatru] [Thought this was interesting: (x-post from r/WritingPrompts) A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla.](http://np.reddit.com/r/asatru/comments/2ecpmj/thought_this_was_interesting_xp... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | "But I'm not a Viking! I've never even been to Europe! My dad makes Cheese in Wisconsin! Surely there has been some kind of mistake?"
"Are you not Johann Erikson, Son of Alek Erikson?” said the lead Viking
“I am, but thats not the point….”
The Viking turned to the rest of the hall and filled it with his booming voi... | This thread has been linked to from elsewhere on reddit.
- [/r/asatru] [Thought this was interesting: (x-post from r/WritingPrompts) A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla.](http://np.reddit.com/r/asatru/comments/2ecpmj/thought_this_was_interesting_xp... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | One moment Dr. Gumatao was in the operating room and the next, he was standing on a grassy hill gently sloping towards a long wooden building. Noel felt a presence to his side. He turned, and saw the tallest woman he had ever seen. She stood a full head over him, and she was wore a multi-hued tunic and brass bangles on... | Howard had not expected to die.
He was a young, fit, man, not the sort of person predisposed to a heart attack, but it seemed that was what happened. One moment, he had been in the surgery one moment, cutting out a tumor from the skin of a patient, and the next he was sitting in a painfully spartan office with a blank... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | "But I'm not a Viking! I've never even been to Europe! My dad makes Cheese in Wisconsin! Surely there has been some kind of mistake?"
"Are you not Johann Erikson, Son of Alek Erikson?” said the lead Viking
“I am, but thats not the point….”
The Viking turned to the rest of the hall and filled it with his booming voi... | Howard had not expected to die.
He was a young, fit, man, not the sort of person predisposed to a heart attack, but it seemed that was what happened. One moment, he had been in the surgery one moment, cutting out a tumor from the skin of a patient, and the next he was sitting in a painfully spartan office with a blank... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | One moment Dr. Gumatao was in the operating room and the next, he was standing on a grassy hill gently sloping towards a long wooden building. Noel felt a presence to his side. He turned, and saw the tallest woman he had ever seen. She stood a full head over him, and she was wore a multi-hued tunic and brass bangles on... | (I'm more of a exposition guy and too lazy to write prose...)
The doctor emerges in the micro-universe of Valhalla, as opposed to the macro one everyone expects. The pyschopomp/valkyrie explains that doctors were the greatest warriors in "The Unseen War" of Germ Warfare; fighting the virus and bacteria that have been p... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | One moment Dr. Gumatao was in the operating room and the next, he was standing on a grassy hill gently sloping towards a long wooden building. Noel felt a presence to his side. He turned, and saw the tallest woman he had ever seen. She stood a full head over him, and she was wore a multi-hued tunic and brass bangles on... | Paul awoke in the grass. *Wait, grass? Wasn't I just in my operating room, trying to fix..*
Then he remembered the pain in his arm, the sharp stabbing feeling in his chest. Paul had known it was a heart attack, but he did not know that it would strike so quickly.
He tried to think of what he looked like now, crumple... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | "But I'm not a Viking! I've never even been to Europe! My dad makes Cheese in Wisconsin! Surely there has been some kind of mistake?"
"Are you not Johann Erikson, Son of Alek Erikson?” said the lead Viking
“I am, but thats not the point….”
The Viking turned to the rest of the hall and filled it with his booming voi... | Paul awoke in the grass. *Wait, grass? Wasn't I just in my operating room, trying to fix..*
Then he remembered the pain in his arm, the sharp stabbing feeling in his chest. Paul had known it was a heart attack, but he did not know that it would strike so quickly.
He tried to think of what he looked like now, crumple... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | He wasn't quite sure how he had died. As a doctor, he had made for a terrible patient, but last time he had checked, he had been alive and not sick at all. And, how was it that he had died in a hospital, in the middle of preparing to operate on a patient? Who was going to operate on the patient now? He knew he wasn't s... | Death is not easy and he has seen many kinds. The slow asphyxiation as a girl's lungs stop expanding, her ribcage too heavy. Or torn artery and the fear and panic and blood and forty five seconds later a cooling body on a slick floor.
He has never seen a quiet death. In the last moments the body fights, instinctively... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | "But I'm not a Viking! I've never even been to Europe! My dad makes Cheese in Wisconsin! Surely there has been some kind of mistake?"
"Are you not Johann Erikson, Son of Alek Erikson?” said the lead Viking
“I am, but thats not the point….”
The Viking turned to the rest of the hall and filled it with his booming voi... | Death is not easy and he has seen many kinds. The slow asphyxiation as a girl's lungs stop expanding, her ribcage too heavy. Or torn artery and the fear and panic and blood and forty five seconds later a cooling body on a slick floor.
He has never seen a quiet death. In the last moments the body fights, instinctively... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | "...the fuck?" Dr. Olsen said, as he pushed himself up out of the deep snow that he found himself mysteriously laying in. "Nurse? Nurse!" His voice boomed but was quickly blown away by the torrent of wind and snow breaking across jagged and rocky peaks nearby. Stunned into a state of stupor it took the Doctor what... | Death is not easy and he has seen many kinds. The slow asphyxiation as a girl's lungs stop expanding, her ribcage too heavy. Or torn artery and the fear and panic and blood and forty five seconds later a cooling body on a slick floor.
He has never seen a quiet death. In the last moments the body fights, instinctively... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | "There must be some mistake... I...I." The doctor muttered
"Are you not the one known as Kenneth Anderson son of Grant Anderson?" The man in Cherokee headdress asked with a fierce expression.
"I am but..."
"Is it not true that 23 men have fallen under your blade?"
"I wasn't trying to..."
"Ha, not even here five m... | Death is not easy and he has seen many kinds. The slow asphyxiation as a girl's lungs stop expanding, her ribcage too heavy. Or torn artery and the fear and panic and blood and forty five seconds later a cooling body on a slick floor.
He has never seen a quiet death. In the last moments the body fights, instinctively... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | "This is a mistake, I'm not supposed to be here!"
"Well" Odin said in his deep booming voice, "You died fighting a powerful enemy with blade in hand, that gets you into Valhalla."
"But I never even believed in any of this!"
"That doesn't matter, besides, why should you complain, you get to fight all day and feast... | Death is not easy and he has seen many kinds. The slow asphyxiation as a girl's lungs stop expanding, her ribcage too heavy. Or torn artery and the fear and panic and blood and forty five seconds later a cooling body on a slick floor.
He has never seen a quiet death. In the last moments the body fights, instinctively... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | "But I'm not a Viking! I've never even been to Europe! My dad makes Cheese in Wisconsin! Surely there has been some kind of mistake?"
"Are you not Johann Erikson, Son of Alek Erikson?” said the lead Viking
“I am, but thats not the point….”
The Viking turned to the rest of the hall and filled it with his booming voi... | He wasn't quite sure how he had died. As a doctor, he had made for a terrible patient, but last time he had checked, he had been alive and not sick at all. And, how was it that he had died in a hospital, in the middle of preparing to operate on a patient? Who was going to operate on the patient now? He knew he wasn't s... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | "This is a mistake, I'm not supposed to be here!"
"Well" Odin said in his deep booming voice, "You died fighting a powerful enemy with blade in hand, that gets you into Valhalla."
"But I never even believed in any of this!"
"That doesn't matter, besides, why should you complain, you get to fight all day and feast... | "...the fuck?" Dr. Olsen said, as he pushed himself up out of the deep snow that he found himself mysteriously laying in. "Nurse? Nurse!" His voice boomed but was quickly blown away by the torrent of wind and snow breaking across jagged and rocky peaks nearby. Stunned into a state of stupor it took the Doctor what... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | "There must be some mistake... I...I." The doctor muttered
"Are you not the one known as Kenneth Anderson son of Grant Anderson?" The man in Cherokee headdress asked with a fierce expression.
"I am but..."
"Is it not true that 23 men have fallen under your blade?"
"I wasn't trying to..."
"Ha, not even here five m... | Another day at work for Doctor Hubert Sprinklejizz. How he ever got this job is a mystery, lost least on himself. He barely passed medical school, if it hadn't been for that short act of fellatio upon professor Fuddlepuck, he wouldn't have garnered the necessary "extra credit" to have continued his career. He shudde... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | "This is a mistake, I'm not supposed to be here!"
"Well" Odin said in his deep booming voice, "You died fighting a powerful enemy with blade in hand, that gets you into Valhalla."
"But I never even believed in any of this!"
"That doesn't matter, besides, why should you complain, you get to fight all day and feast... | Another day at work for Doctor Hubert Sprinklejizz. How he ever got this job is a mystery, lost least on himself. He barely passed medical school, if it hadn't been for that short act of fellatio upon professor Fuddlepuck, he wouldn't have garnered the necessary "extra credit" to have continued his career. He shudde... | |
[WP] A doctor waging the war on cancer dies with (surgical) blade in hand. Somehow his spirit enters Valhalla. | "This is a mistake, I'm not supposed to be here!"
"Well" Odin said in his deep booming voice, "You died fighting a powerful enemy with blade in hand, that gets you into Valhalla."
"But I never even believed in any of this!"
"That doesn't matter, besides, why should you complain, you get to fight all day and feast... | "There must be some mistake... I...I." The doctor muttered
"Are you not the one known as Kenneth Anderson son of Grant Anderson?" The man in Cherokee headdress asked with a fierce expression.
"I am but..."
"Is it not true that 23 men have fallen under your blade?"
"I wasn't trying to..."
"Ha, not even here five m... | |
[WP] The captain always goes down with the star ship. | *The Captain always goes down with the starship*.
That's the price, y'see. The Order warned me that this would happen. Just as they warned me about the inevitable flood of memories that'll start when the reality sinks in. But that's just words. They pass on dry facts, not the raw impact of the situation.
Right ... | *This is it.*
The last of the surviving crew had jettisoned. The flagship of the victorious Coalition was in ruins, it would take at least two weeks for the survivors to get a rescue ship out here. In less than half that time, the oxygen would run out. Luckily for the captain, they left the armory untouched, if he s... | |
[WP]In 2016 the US has elected reddit as acting president. | I sat there, euphoric. Reddit as president, we did it. I had to wonder what the site itself looked like now.
"M'country," I said to myself, stroking my neckbeard while www.reddit.com loaded.
The page reads "Due to our new position in the U.S. government, the standard website is permanently disabled. All existing acco... | Social Media Site "Reddit" Elected POTUS by Electoral College, Not Popular Vote.- CNN Breaking News 11/20/16
UN Worried About Election of Reddit Acting President- Reuters 11/26/16
Reddit Usership Hits Fifty Million, Americans Clamber for "True Direct Democracy."- USA Today 11/28/16
Redditors Decry New Members After ... | |
[WP]In 2016 the US has elected reddit as acting president. | I sat there, euphoric. Reddit as president, we did it. I had to wonder what the site itself looked like now.
"M'country," I said to myself, stroking my neckbeard while www.reddit.com loaded.
The page reads "Due to our new position in the U.S. government, the standard website is permanently disabled. All existing acco... | The corporations thought they had outsmarted us. They spent years lobbying and gaming the system to stack the deck against the common man. They believed that they had it all sorted out. I guess their greatest coup was the Supreme Court. By its very nature, the long con had to be on in order to get the right people in p... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | In awe, Nathan gazed across the sea of people before him. The sight
never failed to astound him. Lighters and glowsticks floated in the crowd like fireflies, and the sound was like waves, roaring and crashing. His heavy face paint was beginning to run despite its quality; no make up could stand up to the combination of... | They got their son a fine education, academically and at home. It wasn't always easy but now the son had established himself as an expert in his vocation and this pleased them. They were mostly risk-averse, about as willing to take up financial risk as the next middle-class family. But in the twilight of their careers,... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | Despite all the bustle and movement around him, Calvin could hear nothing but the steady beeping of the heart monitor. He turned his head slightly to the right to look at the machine, it was white like his bed frame, his bedsheets, his gown and most of his hospital room. It continued to beep, slowly but steadily. Calvi... | They got their son a fine education, academically and at home. It wasn't always easy but now the son had established himself as an expert in his vocation and this pleased them. They were mostly risk-averse, about as willing to take up financial risk as the next middle-class family. But in the twilight of their careers,... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | He felt regret as he knocked on his dad's door. Nothing. It had been many years since they had talked. He feared the worst and was on the verge of tears, a tear came out of his eye, one of sadness. An old man came to the door and opened it, his eyes lit up when he saw the middle aged man before him. The middle aged man... | They got their son a fine education, academically and at home. It wasn't always easy but now the son had established himself as an expert in his vocation and this pleased them. They were mostly risk-averse, about as willing to take up financial risk as the next middle-class family. But in the twilight of their careers,... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | The tribe had been performing this ritual for as long as anyone could remember. They would take the old man to the tent and strip him of all his clothing. Then they would dip their fingers in the paint, a vivid electric blue that seemed to glow and paint on his skin, in whorls and strange designs that seemed to pulse a... | They got their son a fine education, academically and at home. It wasn't always easy but now the son had established himself as an expert in his vocation and this pleased them. They were mostly risk-averse, about as willing to take up financial risk as the next middle-class family. But in the twilight of their careers,... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | Every year around Valentine’s day my dad has some big business meeting and goes away for a couple of weeks. That leaves me in charge of my brother and my two sisters while he is away. They are well behaved usually but its been really busy at my dad’s office so I’ve been watching them five to six days a week. The twins ... | They got their son a fine education, academically and at home. It wasn't always easy but now the son had established himself as an expert in his vocation and this pleased them. They were mostly risk-averse, about as willing to take up financial risk as the next middle-class family. But in the twilight of their careers,... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | For the longest time I had been waiting. Waiting for what I didn't know. Something more perhaps. Or some kind of meaning. And when it didn't come I became one of those old grumps that curses at you when you step in front of them to get on the bus.
I watched everyone I knew fall to the wayside and it wasn't long before... | They got their son a fine education, academically and at home. It wasn't always easy but now the son had established himself as an expert in his vocation and this pleased them. They were mostly risk-averse, about as willing to take up financial risk as the next middle-class family. But in the twilight of their careers,... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | **Colourful Night**
I first met Hugo in a bar in some quiet little town in the West – He was raising up a holler, and I can remember three things about him; Firstly, he loved his women. Secondly, he loved his drink. Thirdly, he loved the world. He came into town in a fucked up Ford Ranger that might’ve cost two hundre... | They got their son a fine education, academically and at home. It wasn't always easy but now the son had established himself as an expert in his vocation and this pleased them. They were mostly risk-averse, about as willing to take up financial risk as the next middle-class family. But in the twilight of their careers,... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | Trapped in a shell, I can barely see and speak. My brain has been robbed from me. I cannot hold anything, I cannot walk. I wait for death, year after year. I watch my daughter grow, the last good thing I did. She's an innocent little girl, an angry teen, now a beautiful young woman. She visits me sometimes, as rarely a... | They got their son a fine education, academically and at home. It wasn't always easy but now the son had established himself as an expert in his vocation and this pleased them. They were mostly risk-averse, about as willing to take up financial risk as the next middle-class family. But in the twilight of their careers,... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | [Warning: NSFW]
"So what's your story?" I said as I unzipped my pants.
"Mortician by day, something else by night," she moaned, flickering a smile. "Not the most obvious combination."
"Well, that's...odd. Wonder how that came about."
"It's a long story."
"Something else is becoming a long story, if you know what ... | They got their son a fine education, academically and at home. It wasn't always easy but now the son had established himself as an expert in his vocation and this pleased them. They were mostly risk-averse, about as willing to take up financial risk as the next middle-class family. But in the twilight of their careers,... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | He felt regret as he knocked on his dad's door. Nothing. It had been many years since they had talked. He feared the worst and was on the verge of tears, a tear came out of his eye, one of sadness. An old man came to the door and opened it, his eyes lit up when he saw the middle aged man before him. The middle aged man... | Death flipped open his phone and checked his messages.
"Death! Dude it's Wrath! I'm at Lust's birthday party down in Hell and it's off the chain! Everybody wants you down here! Call me back!"
Death hit reply.
"Death? Where you at, bro? You comin?"
"Sure thing, Wrath. I'm on my way now".
After hanging up, Death'... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | The tribe had been performing this ritual for as long as anyone could remember. They would take the old man to the tent and strip him of all his clothing. Then they would dip their fingers in the paint, a vivid electric blue that seemed to glow and paint on his skin, in whorls and strange designs that seemed to pulse a... | Death flipped open his phone and checked his messages.
"Death! Dude it's Wrath! I'm at Lust's birthday party down in Hell and it's off the chain! Everybody wants you down here! Call me back!"
Death hit reply.
"Death? Where you at, bro? You comin?"
"Sure thing, Wrath. I'm on my way now".
After hanging up, Death'... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | Every year around Valentine’s day my dad has some big business meeting and goes away for a couple of weeks. That leaves me in charge of my brother and my two sisters while he is away. They are well behaved usually but its been really busy at my dad’s office so I’ve been watching them five to six days a week. The twins ... | Death flipped open his phone and checked his messages.
"Death! Dude it's Wrath! I'm at Lust's birthday party down in Hell and it's off the chain! Everybody wants you down here! Call me back!"
Death hit reply.
"Death? Where you at, bro? You comin?"
"Sure thing, Wrath. I'm on my way now".
After hanging up, Death'... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | He felt regret as he knocked on his dad's door. Nothing. It had been many years since they had talked. He feared the worst and was on the verge of tears, a tear came out of his eye, one of sadness. An old man came to the door and opened it, his eyes lit up when he saw the middle aged man before him. The middle aged man... | Like lightning the pain came again. White, the pain was a wall of blinding bright white. The feeling of being torn appart stopped for a moment then again a flash of pure white. “Death.. death comes to us all” a quiet voice said in her head, almost clinical in the assessment. She accepted what the voice had to say, it m... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | The tribe had been performing this ritual for as long as anyone could remember. They would take the old man to the tent and strip him of all his clothing. Then they would dip their fingers in the paint, a vivid electric blue that seemed to glow and paint on his skin, in whorls and strange designs that seemed to pulse a... | Like lightning the pain came again. White, the pain was a wall of blinding bright white. The feeling of being torn appart stopped for a moment then again a flash of pure white. “Death.. death comes to us all” a quiet voice said in her head, almost clinical in the assessment. She accepted what the voice had to say, it m... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | Every year around Valentine’s day my dad has some big business meeting and goes away for a couple of weeks. That leaves me in charge of my brother and my two sisters while he is away. They are well behaved usually but its been really busy at my dad’s office so I’ve been watching them five to six days a week. The twins ... | Like lightning the pain came again. White, the pain was a wall of blinding bright white. The feeling of being torn appart stopped for a moment then again a flash of pure white. “Death.. death comes to us all” a quiet voice said in her head, almost clinical in the assessment. She accepted what the voice had to say, it m... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | He felt regret as he knocked on his dad's door. Nothing. It had been many years since they had talked. He feared the worst and was on the verge of tears, a tear came out of his eye, one of sadness. An old man came to the door and opened it, his eyes lit up when he saw the middle aged man before him. The middle aged man... | Charlie climbed into my lap, her blonde curls getting caught in my mouth. We hugged and her little fingers dug into my skin.
"Are you playing today?" I asked, pushing her back a little. Not far, just enough so I could see her face, and to pull the hair out.
She shook her head. "Mama says we gotta do the job."
... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | The tribe had been performing this ritual for as long as anyone could remember. They would take the old man to the tent and strip him of all his clothing. Then they would dip their fingers in the paint, a vivid electric blue that seemed to glow and paint on his skin, in whorls and strange designs that seemed to pulse a... | Charlie climbed into my lap, her blonde curls getting caught in my mouth. We hugged and her little fingers dug into my skin.
"Are you playing today?" I asked, pushing her back a little. Not far, just enough so I could see her face, and to pull the hair out.
She shook her head. "Mama says we gotta do the job."
... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | Every year around Valentine’s day my dad has some big business meeting and goes away for a couple of weeks. That leaves me in charge of my brother and my two sisters while he is away. They are well behaved usually but its been really busy at my dad’s office so I’ve been watching them five to six days a week. The twins ... | Charlie climbed into my lap, her blonde curls getting caught in my mouth. We hugged and her little fingers dug into my skin.
"Are you playing today?" I asked, pushing her back a little. Not far, just enough so I could see her face, and to pull the hair out.
She shook her head. "Mama says we gotta do the job."
... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | He felt regret as he knocked on his dad's door. Nothing. It had been many years since they had talked. He feared the worst and was on the verge of tears, a tear came out of his eye, one of sadness. An old man came to the door and opened it, his eyes lit up when he saw the middle aged man before him. The middle aged man... | Death, death comes for us all. This is a happy story with a happy ending. Jim was 20, no wait, Jim was 25, or perhaps Jim was just Jim. I think. See Jim had this interesting problem. Jim could not look at the world through rose coloured glasses. They sat crooked on his nose and impaired his vision something awful. Jim ... | |
[WP] Use "Death, death comes for us all" in a happy story with a happy ending | The tribe had been performing this ritual for as long as anyone could remember. They would take the old man to the tent and strip him of all his clothing. Then they would dip their fingers in the paint, a vivid electric blue that seemed to glow and paint on his skin, in whorls and strange designs that seemed to pulse a... | Death, death comes for us all. This is a happy story with a happy ending. Jim was 20, no wait, Jim was 25, or perhaps Jim was just Jim. I think. See Jim had this interesting problem. Jim could not look at the world through rose coloured glasses. They sat crooked on his nose and impaired his vision something awful. Jim ... |
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