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[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | It would have to be a Thursday. Amanda always felt off on Thursdays.
It was a Thursday morning when the man in the lab coat had walked into her kitchen, holding a clipboard and looking very young. Amanda thought that he looked a little like Clint Eastwood from Revenge of the Creature. It was a sight no one should have... | "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time"
'Pardon?'
"The exp-"
'I heard that. I'm wondering what you mean.'
"Ah, sorry. For the last ten years, you have been helping the British Government and Apple by allowing us to control every aspect of your day to day. Are those scones?"
'H-help yourself. So when I lo... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time."
I look up my bagel halfway to my open mouth and blink.
"Fred?" I ask, recognizing my neighbor.
"The experiment is over. The human-pumpkin mutation worked but produced no significant advancement for pumpkin-kind" Fred says. I put down my bagel and blink confused. He ... | "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time"
'Pardon?'
"The exp-"
'I heard that. I'm wondering what you mean.'
"Ah, sorry. For the last ten years, you have been helping the British Government and Apple by allowing us to control every aspect of your day to day. Are those scones?"
'H-help yourself. So when I lo... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | “The experiment is over thank you for your time.”
Looking up from my hash browns, my eyes met a man that was as old as time. He had face wrinkles so defined it was like reading a topographical map, hair that barely clung to the rim of his head, and a paper thin white lab coat that cloaked the rest of his body, he smil... | "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time."
"Do you have to say it with such finality?" I glanced up from my breakfast as Herald poured himself a cup of steaming black coffee.
"What do you say then?"
"It's not what you say, it's how you say it. You sound as if you're serving a death sentence."
"I *am*. You... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." |
Not wanting to stand out in any way, Bob decide that this morning he would eat a bowl of the cereal that was on display the day before at the super market. It was a mad rush, everyone seemed to want it, and Bob didn't want to be left out. "It doesn't look that appealing," Bob thought to himself as he reached for a car... | "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time."
"Do you have to say it with such finality?" I glanced up from my breakfast as Herald poured himself a cup of steaming black coffee.
"What do you say then?"
"It's not what you say, it's how you say it. You sound as if you're serving a death sentence."
"I *am*. You... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | I could still hear the grease sizzling on my crispy, protein packed ripples of mouth watering breakfast bliss.
Bacon, of course. Snugged comfortably in between two farm-fresh scrambled eggs and a flat of golden hash browns the size of my palm.
I surveyed the feast and the jowls of my cheeks slowly filled with saliva... | "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time."
"Do you have to say it with such finality?" I glanced up from my breakfast as Herald poured himself a cup of steaming black coffee.
"What do you say then?"
"It's not what you say, it's how you say it. You sound as if you're serving a death sentence."
"I *am*. You... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | ######[](#dropcap)
"Oh! Well, thank you." I pause. "I'm sorry, what?"
"I said, the experiment is over-"
"What experiment?"
He looked as shocked as I felt. It was funny though, I felt almost too calm speaking to him. I should have been freaking out, or calling the police, or something. Why wasn't I freaking out?
He... | "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time."
"Do you have to say it with such finality?" I glanced up from my breakfast as Herald poured himself a cup of steaming black coffee.
"What do you say then?"
"It's not what you say, it's how you say it. You sound as if you're serving a death sentence."
"I *am*. You... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | "Give her 5 minutes before you go up" he says as he walks out through the front door, "You may not recognise her from the woman she was when you awoke this morning".
I break down in tears, it's been 21 years and i had never been so close to anyone in my life, but somehow we'd become one over those years, a unit that t... | "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time."
"Do you have to say it with such finality?" I glanced up from my breakfast as Herald poured himself a cup of steaming black coffee.
"What do you say then?"
"It's not what you say, it's how you say it. You sound as if you're serving a death sentence."
"I *am*. You... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | It would have to be a Thursday. Amanda always felt off on Thursdays.
It was a Thursday morning when the man in the lab coat had walked into her kitchen, holding a clipboard and looking very young. Amanda thought that he looked a little like Clint Eastwood from Revenge of the Creature. It was a sight no one should have... | "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time."
"Do you have to say it with such finality?" I glanced up from my breakfast as Herald poured himself a cup of steaming black coffee.
"What do you say then?"
"It's not what you say, it's how you say it. You sound as if you're serving a death sentence."
"I *am*. You... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time."
I look up my bagel halfway to my open mouth and blink.
"Fred?" I ask, recognizing my neighbor.
"The experiment is over. The human-pumpkin mutation worked but produced no significant advancement for pumpkin-kind" Fred says. I put down my bagel and blink confused. He ... | "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time."
"Do you have to say it with such finality?" I glanced up from my breakfast as Herald poured himself a cup of steaming black coffee.
"What do you say then?"
"It's not what you say, it's how you say it. You sound as if you're serving a death sentence."
"I *am*. You... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | “The experiment is over thank you for your time.”
Looking up from my hash browns, my eyes met a man that was as old as time. He had face wrinkles so defined it was like reading a topographical map, hair that barely clung to the rim of his head, and a paper thin white lab coat that cloaked the rest of his body, he smil... | I look down at my huevos rancheros and thought,
*"I knew this was too good to be true."*
My surroundings flicker and turn blue, then dissolve into static and nothingness. My chair is gone and my ass meets an abrupt end with cold metal floor. I am naked. The last bits of what I knew to be reality fade away and there i... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." |
Not wanting to stand out in any way, Bob decide that this morning he would eat a bowl of the cereal that was on display the day before at the super market. It was a mad rush, everyone seemed to want it, and Bob didn't want to be left out. "It doesn't look that appealing," Bob thought to himself as he reached for a car... | I look down at my huevos rancheros and thought,
*"I knew this was too good to be true."*
My surroundings flicker and turn blue, then dissolve into static and nothingness. My chair is gone and my ass meets an abrupt end with cold metal floor. I am naked. The last bits of what I knew to be reality fade away and there i... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | I could still hear the grease sizzling on my crispy, protein packed ripples of mouth watering breakfast bliss.
Bacon, of course. Snugged comfortably in between two farm-fresh scrambled eggs and a flat of golden hash browns the size of my palm.
I surveyed the feast and the jowls of my cheeks slowly filled with saliva... | I look down at my huevos rancheros and thought,
*"I knew this was too good to be true."*
My surroundings flicker and turn blue, then dissolve into static and nothingness. My chair is gone and my ass meets an abrupt end with cold metal floor. I am naked. The last bits of what I knew to be reality fade away and there i... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | ######[](#dropcap)
"Oh! Well, thank you." I pause. "I'm sorry, what?"
"I said, the experiment is over-"
"What experiment?"
He looked as shocked as I felt. It was funny though, I felt almost too calm speaking to him. I should have been freaking out, or calling the police, or something. Why wasn't I freaking out?
He... | I look down at my huevos rancheros and thought,
*"I knew this was too good to be true."*
My surroundings flicker and turn blue, then dissolve into static and nothingness. My chair is gone and my ass meets an abrupt end with cold metal floor. I am naked. The last bits of what I knew to be reality fade away and there i... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | "Give her 5 minutes before you go up" he says as he walks out through the front door, "You may not recognise her from the woman she was when you awoke this morning".
I break down in tears, it's been 21 years and i had never been so close to anyone in my life, but somehow we'd become one over those years, a unit that t... | I look down at my huevos rancheros and thought,
*"I knew this was too good to be true."*
My surroundings flicker and turn blue, then dissolve into static and nothingness. My chair is gone and my ass meets an abrupt end with cold metal floor. I am naked. The last bits of what I knew to be reality fade away and there i... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | It would have to be a Thursday. Amanda always felt off on Thursdays.
It was a Thursday morning when the man in the lab coat had walked into her kitchen, holding a clipboard and looking very young. Amanda thought that he looked a little like Clint Eastwood from Revenge of the Creature. It was a sight no one should have... | I look down at my huevos rancheros and thought,
*"I knew this was too good to be true."*
My surroundings flicker and turn blue, then dissolve into static and nothingness. My chair is gone and my ass meets an abrupt end with cold metal floor. I am naked. The last bits of what I knew to be reality fade away and there i... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | “The experiment is over thank you for your time.”
Looking up from my hash browns, my eyes met a man that was as old as time. He had face wrinkles so defined it was like reading a topographical map, hair that barely clung to the rim of his head, and a paper thin white lab coat that cloaked the rest of his body, he smil... | ^^^changed ^^^the ^^^prompt ^^^a ^^^bit
Breakfast of Champions
 
I was in my bathrobe, sitting on a stool at the kitchen counter and eating the breakfast cereal when Taysha walked in. She was wearing her long white lab coat and must have just gotten on shift. I hadn't expected to see her so soon. Last ti... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." |
Not wanting to stand out in any way, Bob decide that this morning he would eat a bowl of the cereal that was on display the day before at the super market. It was a mad rush, everyone seemed to want it, and Bob didn't want to be left out. "It doesn't look that appealing," Bob thought to himself as he reached for a car... | ^^^changed ^^^the ^^^prompt ^^^a ^^^bit
Breakfast of Champions
 
I was in my bathrobe, sitting on a stool at the kitchen counter and eating the breakfast cereal when Taysha walked in. She was wearing her long white lab coat and must have just gotten on shift. I hadn't expected to see her so soon. Last ti... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | I could still hear the grease sizzling on my crispy, protein packed ripples of mouth watering breakfast bliss.
Bacon, of course. Snugged comfortably in between two farm-fresh scrambled eggs and a flat of golden hash browns the size of my palm.
I surveyed the feast and the jowls of my cheeks slowly filled with saliva... | ^^^changed ^^^the ^^^prompt ^^^a ^^^bit
Breakfast of Champions
 
I was in my bathrobe, sitting on a stool at the kitchen counter and eating the breakfast cereal when Taysha walked in. She was wearing her long white lab coat and must have just gotten on shift. I hadn't expected to see her so soon. Last ti... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | ######[](#dropcap)
"Oh! Well, thank you." I pause. "I'm sorry, what?"
"I said, the experiment is over-"
"What experiment?"
He looked as shocked as I felt. It was funny though, I felt almost too calm speaking to him. I should have been freaking out, or calling the police, or something. Why wasn't I freaking out?
He... | ^^^changed ^^^the ^^^prompt ^^^a ^^^bit
Breakfast of Champions
 
I was in my bathrobe, sitting on a stool at the kitchen counter and eating the breakfast cereal when Taysha walked in. She was wearing her long white lab coat and must have just gotten on shift. I hadn't expected to see her so soon. Last ti... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | It would have to be a Thursday. Amanda always felt off on Thursdays.
It was a Thursday morning when the man in the lab coat had walked into her kitchen, holding a clipboard and looking very young. Amanda thought that he looked a little like Clint Eastwood from Revenge of the Creature. It was a sight no one should have... | ^^^changed ^^^the ^^^prompt ^^^a ^^^bit
Breakfast of Champions
 
I was in my bathrobe, sitting on a stool at the kitchen counter and eating the breakfast cereal when Taysha walked in. She was wearing her long white lab coat and must have just gotten on shift. I hadn't expected to see her so soon. Last ti... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | “The experiment is over thank you for your time.”
Looking up from my hash browns, my eyes met a man that was as old as time. He had face wrinkles so defined it was like reading a topographical map, hair that barely clung to the rim of his head, and a paper thin white lab coat that cloaked the rest of his body, he smil... | I drop my spoon into a bowl of cheerios and let the milk and cheerios fill the spoon until I can see an arc of water tension at the edge of the spoon. It is the rounded metal spoon, not the oval shaped one which is in my dishwasher because I didn't feel like doing the dishes last night but instead had watched a documen... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." |
Not wanting to stand out in any way, Bob decide that this morning he would eat a bowl of the cereal that was on display the day before at the super market. It was a mad rush, everyone seemed to want it, and Bob didn't want to be left out. "It doesn't look that appealing," Bob thought to himself as he reached for a car... | I drop my spoon into a bowl of cheerios and let the milk and cheerios fill the spoon until I can see an arc of water tension at the edge of the spoon. It is the rounded metal spoon, not the oval shaped one which is in my dishwasher because I didn't feel like doing the dishes last night but instead had watched a documen... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | I could still hear the grease sizzling on my crispy, protein packed ripples of mouth watering breakfast bliss.
Bacon, of course. Snugged comfortably in between two farm-fresh scrambled eggs and a flat of golden hash browns the size of my palm.
I surveyed the feast and the jowls of my cheeks slowly filled with saliva... | I drop my spoon into a bowl of cheerios and let the milk and cheerios fill the spoon until I can see an arc of water tension at the edge of the spoon. It is the rounded metal spoon, not the oval shaped one which is in my dishwasher because I didn't feel like doing the dishes last night but instead had watched a documen... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | ######[](#dropcap)
"Oh! Well, thank you." I pause. "I'm sorry, what?"
"I said, the experiment is over-"
"What experiment?"
He looked as shocked as I felt. It was funny though, I felt almost too calm speaking to him. I should have been freaking out, or calling the police, or something. Why wasn't I freaking out?
He... | I drop my spoon into a bowl of cheerios and let the milk and cheerios fill the spoon until I can see an arc of water tension at the edge of the spoon. It is the rounded metal spoon, not the oval shaped one which is in my dishwasher because I didn't feel like doing the dishes last night but instead had watched a documen... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | It would have to be a Thursday. Amanda always felt off on Thursdays.
It was a Thursday morning when the man in the lab coat had walked into her kitchen, holding a clipboard and looking very young. Amanda thought that he looked a little like Clint Eastwood from Revenge of the Creature. It was a sight no one should have... | I drop my spoon into a bowl of cheerios and let the milk and cheerios fill the spoon until I can see an arc of water tension at the edge of the spoon. It is the rounded metal spoon, not the oval shaped one which is in my dishwasher because I didn't feel like doing the dishes last night but instead had watched a documen... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | “The experiment is over thank you for your time.”
Looking up from my hash browns, my eyes met a man that was as old as time. He had face wrinkles so defined it was like reading a topographical map, hair that barely clung to the rim of his head, and a paper thin white lab coat that cloaked the rest of his body, he smil... | "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time."
The man sitting as his kitchen table let out a deep sigh, unsure if he should feel scared or relived. He turned to his portable recorder, more out of habit than out of necessity. Taking a deep breath, he began recording:
"I knew this day would come, someday. Despite... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." |
Not wanting to stand out in any way, Bob decide that this morning he would eat a bowl of the cereal that was on display the day before at the super market. It was a mad rush, everyone seemed to want it, and Bob didn't want to be left out. "It doesn't look that appealing," Bob thought to himself as he reached for a car... | "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time."
The man sitting as his kitchen table let out a deep sigh, unsure if he should feel scared or relived. He turned to his portable recorder, more out of habit than out of necessity. Taking a deep breath, he began recording:
"I knew this day would come, someday. Despite... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | I could still hear the grease sizzling on my crispy, protein packed ripples of mouth watering breakfast bliss.
Bacon, of course. Snugged comfortably in between two farm-fresh scrambled eggs and a flat of golden hash browns the size of my palm.
I surveyed the feast and the jowls of my cheeks slowly filled with saliva... | "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time."
The man sitting as his kitchen table let out a deep sigh, unsure if he should feel scared or relived. He turned to his portable recorder, more out of habit than out of necessity. Taking a deep breath, he began recording:
"I knew this day would come, someday. Despite... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | ######[](#dropcap)
"Oh! Well, thank you." I pause. "I'm sorry, what?"
"I said, the experiment is over-"
"What experiment?"
He looked as shocked as I felt. It was funny though, I felt almost too calm speaking to him. I should have been freaking out, or calling the police, or something. Why wasn't I freaking out?
He... | "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time."
The man sitting as his kitchen table let out a deep sigh, unsure if he should feel scared or relived. He turned to his portable recorder, more out of habit than out of necessity. Taking a deep breath, he began recording:
"I knew this day would come, someday. Despite... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | It would have to be a Thursday. Amanda always felt off on Thursdays.
It was a Thursday morning when the man in the lab coat had walked into her kitchen, holding a clipboard and looking very young. Amanda thought that he looked a little like Clint Eastwood from Revenge of the Creature. It was a sight no one should have... | "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time."
The man sitting as his kitchen table let out a deep sigh, unsure if he should feel scared or relived. He turned to his portable recorder, more out of habit than out of necessity. Taking a deep breath, he began recording:
"I knew this day would come, someday. Despite... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." |
Not wanting to stand out in any way, Bob decide that this morning he would eat a bowl of the cereal that was on display the day before at the super market. It was a mad rush, everyone seemed to want it, and Bob didn't want to be left out. "It doesn't look that appealing," Bob thought to himself as he reached for a car... | I looked at the man in a the lab coat for a moment, gleeful celebration creeping gradually into my mind.
"Oh, thank FUCKING CHRIST!" I leapt up and shook his hand emphatically. Poured the rest of my cereal down the sink. I wouldn't need it.
I ran outside, throwing my bathrobe open to the breeze. Stretched out my wing... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | I could still hear the grease sizzling on my crispy, protein packed ripples of mouth watering breakfast bliss.
Bacon, of course. Snugged comfortably in between two farm-fresh scrambled eggs and a flat of golden hash browns the size of my palm.
I surveyed the feast and the jowls of my cheeks slowly filled with saliva... | I looked at the man in a the lab coat for a moment, gleeful celebration creeping gradually into my mind.
"Oh, thank FUCKING CHRIST!" I leapt up and shook his hand emphatically. Poured the rest of my cereal down the sink. I wouldn't need it.
I ran outside, throwing my bathrobe open to the breeze. Stretched out my wing... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | ######[](#dropcap)
"Oh! Well, thank you." I pause. "I'm sorry, what?"
"I said, the experiment is over-"
"What experiment?"
He looked as shocked as I felt. It was funny though, I felt almost too calm speaking to him. I should have been freaking out, or calling the police, or something. Why wasn't I freaking out?
He... | I looked at the man in a the lab coat for a moment, gleeful celebration creeping gradually into my mind.
"Oh, thank FUCKING CHRIST!" I leapt up and shook his hand emphatically. Poured the rest of my cereal down the sink. I wouldn't need it.
I ran outside, throwing my bathrobe open to the breeze. Stretched out my wing... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | It would have to be a Thursday. Amanda always felt off on Thursdays.
It was a Thursday morning when the man in the lab coat had walked into her kitchen, holding a clipboard and looking very young. Amanda thought that he looked a little like Clint Eastwood from Revenge of the Creature. It was a sight no one should have... | I looked at the man in a the lab coat for a moment, gleeful celebration creeping gradually into my mind.
"Oh, thank FUCKING CHRIST!" I leapt up and shook his hand emphatically. Poured the rest of my cereal down the sink. I wouldn't need it.
I ran outside, throwing my bathrobe open to the breeze. Stretched out my wing... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | I could still hear the grease sizzling on my crispy, protein packed ripples of mouth watering breakfast bliss.
Bacon, of course. Snugged comfortably in between two farm-fresh scrambled eggs and a flat of golden hash browns the size of my palm.
I surveyed the feast and the jowls of my cheeks slowly filled with saliva... | Over the last year, my life has been incredibly boring. I mean, yes, I do go out and meet people. I meet all sorts of people from all over the world, but the world is no longer interesting. No books have been written, no new music has been created, all sporting events and television shows have been postponed indefin... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | ######[](#dropcap)
"Oh! Well, thank you." I pause. "I'm sorry, what?"
"I said, the experiment is over-"
"What experiment?"
He looked as shocked as I felt. It was funny though, I felt almost too calm speaking to him. I should have been freaking out, or calling the police, or something. Why wasn't I freaking out?
He... | Over the last year, my life has been incredibly boring. I mean, yes, I do go out and meet people. I meet all sorts of people from all over the world, but the world is no longer interesting. No books have been written, no new music has been created, all sporting events and television shows have been postponed indefin... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | I could still hear the grease sizzling on my crispy, protein packed ripples of mouth watering breakfast bliss.
Bacon, of course. Snugged comfortably in between two farm-fresh scrambled eggs and a flat of golden hash browns the size of my palm.
I surveyed the feast and the jowls of my cheeks slowly filled with saliva... | I'd been alone for quite some time. I don't mean I hadn't dated anyone or gone out to the clubs. I mean I'd been utterly alone. No contact. With anyone. While most of the time I'd feel pretty sane, once in a while I'd feel like I might have a screw loose or two. Worse yet, that I was a hippie. You might be wondering wh... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | ######[](#dropcap)
"Oh! Well, thank you." I pause. "I'm sorry, what?"
"I said, the experiment is over-"
"What experiment?"
He looked as shocked as I felt. It was funny though, I felt almost too calm speaking to him. I should have been freaking out, or calling the police, or something. Why wasn't I freaking out?
He... | I'd been alone for quite some time. I don't mean I hadn't dated anyone or gone out to the clubs. I mean I'd been utterly alone. No contact. With anyone. While most of the time I'd feel pretty sane, once in a while I'd feel like I might have a screw loose or two. Worse yet, that I was a hippie. You might be wondering wh... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | ######[](#dropcap)
"Oh! Well, thank you." I pause. "I'm sorry, what?"
"I said, the experiment is over-"
"What experiment?"
He looked as shocked as I felt. It was funny though, I felt almost too calm speaking to him. I should have been freaking out, or calling the police, or something. Why wasn't I freaking out?
He... | I ain't no expert and never tried this before but Here it goes.
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What just happened? Who was that man? I thought I was getting robbed for a second. Is this a prank? Holy shit. Wait. It can't...it can't be. Eh...no. This would actually explain so much. Why I felt like I was being followed. When I hea... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | It would have to be a Thursday. Amanda always felt off on Thursdays.
It was a Thursday morning when the man in the lab coat had walked into her kitchen, holding a clipboard and looking very young. Amanda thought that he looked a little like Clint Eastwood from Revenge of the Creature. It was a sight no one should have... | “The experiment is over thank you for your time.”
Looking up from my hash browns, my eyes met a man that was as old as time. He had face wrinkles so defined it was like reading a topographical map, hair that barely clung to the rim of his head, and a paper thin white lab coat that cloaked the rest of his body, he smil... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | The smell. It was perfect. The applewood smoked bacon had been sizzled to a crisp that would snap with more resounding satisfaction than a wishbone. Two slices, parallel on the plate to an exact degree. The eggs were nestled artistically next to the bacon, sunny side up but without the slightest hint of a char. Ev... | **TRIAL 15: DIMF Assessment**
Every morning before bridge club, he read the obituaries, and sometimes he saw a name he recognized.
"Who is she?" His wife didn't look up from the pillbox she was organizing for the week.
He chewed his toast and rolled his tongue around the question he wanted to ask. *How do you know..... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | So there I was, sitting at the breakfast table in my boxers with my Lucky Charms and filthy bong, when this scientist dude in a lab coat walks right in to my kitchen.
"The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." That's all he said. After that, he just stood there, in a sort of semi-comatose trance.
"You okay, ... | **TRIAL 15: DIMF Assessment**
Every morning before bridge club, he read the obituaries, and sometimes he saw a name he recognized.
"Who is she?" His wife didn't look up from the pillbox she was organizing for the week.
He chewed his toast and rolled his tongue around the question he wanted to ask. *How do you know..... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | The man entered my kitchen the way he always had- through the door in the white tile wall, the only door out of my apartment. He gave me his usual smile, one of responsibility tinged with guilt, one of a man who works for the greater good and turns a blind eye to his daily actions. He had on the same clothes he alway... | One minute, and fifty six seconds. That is the perfect length of time, for perfectly poached eggs benedict.
I inked the mark on my graph chart, a deep green dot to mark perfection, and the end of my compulsive poaching. But really the secret isn’t just in the time, it’s in a single teaspoon of white vinegar. Perf... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | I had poached eggs, the day the world ended.
Now all I have is a blanket and vine-wrapped broken highway in front of me that seems to go on forever.
(the highway, not the blanket.)
But it started with poached eggs and a figure in a lab coat. It walked into my kitchen, stopped right by Amy's side,
looking right at m... | "What the syrup!" Isaac screamed as the man in a white robe with khakis on underneath yanked his plate away.
"The experiment is over. Thank you for your time."
"No, what? How is my breakfast nook your place for an experiment? And give me back my chocolate chip and raspberry jam waffles, I worked hard on those," Isaac... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | The man entered my kitchen the way he always had- through the door in the white tile wall, the only door out of my apartment. He gave me his usual smile, one of responsibility tinged with guilt, one of a man who works for the greater good and turns a blind eye to his daily actions. He had on the same clothes he alway... | "What the syrup!" Isaac screamed as the man in a white robe with khakis on underneath yanked his plate away.
"The experiment is over. Thank you for your time."
"No, what? How is my breakfast nook your place for an experiment? And give me back my chocolate chip and raspberry jam waffles, I worked hard on those," Isaac... | |
[WP] You're sitting in your kitchen eating breakfast when a man in a lab coat walks in and says, "The experiment is over. Thank you for your time." | The man entered my kitchen the way he always had- through the door in the white tile wall, the only door out of my apartment. He gave me his usual smile, one of responsibility tinged with guilt, one of a man who works for the greater good and turns a blind eye to his daily actions. He had on the same clothes he alway... | I had poached eggs, the day the world ended.
Now all I have is a blanket and vine-wrapped broken highway in front of me that seems to go on forever.
(the highway, not the blanket.)
But it started with poached eggs and a figure in a lab coat. It walked into my kitchen, stopped right by Amy's side,
looking right at m... | |
[WP]Your lover asked you to do it, your enemy helped you do it, your friend tried to stop you from doing it. You did it. | Ultra-violet colour buzzed vibrantly across my vision. The sun on my body, a relaxing sedative washing the worries of the world away.
We lay, our bodies apart, but a bright and dazzling force caressed our souls. Bursts of kisses and then the glimmer of a smile as sweet as honey leaving my face alight with an after-gl... | "I can't believe I'm letting this bastard perform this proceedure on me", I thought as Dr. Gable examined me before the surgery. He had been my team mate and the captain of the varsity soccer team several years ago at Melbourne High.
"Nothing to worry about, Shit-stai.. I mean Mr. Baker. We'll get you in and out ... | |
[WP]Your lover asked you to do it, your enemy helped you do it, your friend tried to stop you from doing it. You did it. | Mirror mirror on the wall, please tell Joe he's got it all.
C'mon dude just get of your ass, a chance like his you cannot pass.
Brother man i know you well, regret like this is an unbroken spell.
Joe my love just grab it and see, you know this is your destiny.
Like she said man grab it now, the consequences are forev... | "I can't believe I'm letting this bastard perform this proceedure on me", I thought as Dr. Gable examined me before the surgery. He had been my team mate and the captain of the varsity soccer team several years ago at Melbourne High.
"Nothing to worry about, Shit-stai.. I mean Mr. Baker. We'll get you in and out ... | |
[WP]Your lover asked you to do it, your enemy helped you do it, your friend tried to stop you from doing it. You did it. | “Sweetie, could you sign the papers? We’ve been here for almost an hour already.”
I looked up at my wife.
I had been slightly hunched over a metal table for so long that my back began to hurt. All six eyes in the room were still on me. The pen had been hovering an inch above the dotted line for quite some time now. ... | "I can't believe I'm letting this bastard perform this proceedure on me", I thought as Dr. Gable examined me before the surgery. He had been my team mate and the captain of the varsity soccer team several years ago at Melbourne High.
"Nothing to worry about, Shit-stai.. I mean Mr. Baker. We'll get you in and out ... | |
[WP]Your lover asked you to do it, your enemy helped you do it, your friend tried to stop you from doing it. You did it. | Ultra-violet colour buzzed vibrantly across my vision. The sun on my body, a relaxing sedative washing the worries of the world away.
We lay, our bodies apart, but a bright and dazzling force caressed our souls. Bursts of kisses and then the glimmer of a smile as sweet as honey leaving my face alight with an after-gl... | True Story:
My wife had an affair.
My best friend liked a girl.
My wife, the girl, and I had a threesome.
My best friend died of jealousy.
I'm getting a divorce.
I'm dating the girl.
The End. | |
[WP]Your lover asked you to do it, your enemy helped you do it, your friend tried to stop you from doing it. You did it. | Mirror mirror on the wall, please tell Joe he's got it all.
C'mon dude just get of your ass, a chance like his you cannot pass.
Brother man i know you well, regret like this is an unbroken spell.
Joe my love just grab it and see, you know this is your destiny.
Like she said man grab it now, the consequences are forev... | True Story:
My wife had an affair.
My best friend liked a girl.
My wife, the girl, and I had a threesome.
My best friend died of jealousy.
I'm getting a divorce.
I'm dating the girl.
The End. | |
[WP]Your lover asked you to do it, your enemy helped you do it, your friend tried to stop you from doing it. You did it. | “Sweetie, could you sign the papers? We’ve been here for almost an hour already.”
I looked up at my wife.
I had been slightly hunched over a metal table for so long that my back began to hurt. All six eyes in the room were still on me. The pen had been hovering an inch above the dotted line for quite some time now. ... | True Story:
My wife had an affair.
My best friend liked a girl.
My wife, the girl, and I had a threesome.
My best friend died of jealousy.
I'm getting a divorce.
I'm dating the girl.
The End. | |
[WP]Your lover asked you to do it, your enemy helped you do it, your friend tried to stop you from doing it. You did it. | Ultra-violet colour buzzed vibrantly across my vision. The sun on my body, a relaxing sedative washing the worries of the world away.
We lay, our bodies apart, but a bright and dazzling force caressed our souls. Bursts of kisses and then the glimmer of a smile as sweet as honey leaving my face alight with an after-gl... | You stand around with the quiet buzz of fluorescent lights in all to familiar scene. She lays their in pain, breathing laboured breaths, asking you to end the fight . The doctor stands at the bottom on the bed nodding in agreement with your wife. You are filled with a hate, a hate that burns like a fire that cons... | |
[WP]Your lover asked you to do it, your enemy helped you do it, your friend tried to stop you from doing it. You did it. | Mirror mirror on the wall, please tell Joe he's got it all.
C'mon dude just get of your ass, a chance like his you cannot pass.
Brother man i know you well, regret like this is an unbroken spell.
Joe my love just grab it and see, you know this is your destiny.
Like she said man grab it now, the consequences are forev... | You stand around with the quiet buzz of fluorescent lights in all to familiar scene. She lays their in pain, breathing laboured breaths, asking you to end the fight . The doctor stands at the bottom on the bed nodding in agreement with your wife. You are filled with a hate, a hate that burns like a fire that cons... | |
[WP]Your lover asked you to do it, your enemy helped you do it, your friend tried to stop you from doing it. You did it. | “Sweetie, could you sign the papers? We’ve been here for almost an hour already.”
I looked up at my wife.
I had been slightly hunched over a metal table for so long that my back began to hurt. All six eyes in the room were still on me. The pen had been hovering an inch above the dotted line for quite some time now. ... | You stand around with the quiet buzz of fluorescent lights in all to familiar scene. She lays their in pain, breathing laboured breaths, asking you to end the fight . The doctor stands at the bottom on the bed nodding in agreement with your wife. You are filled with a hate, a hate that burns like a fire that cons... | |
[WP]Your lover asked you to do it, your enemy helped you do it, your friend tried to stop you from doing it. You did it. | “Sweetie, could you sign the papers? We’ve been here for almost an hour already.”
I looked up at my wife.
I had been slightly hunched over a metal table for so long that my back began to hurt. All six eyes in the room were still on me. The pen had been hovering an inch above the dotted line for quite some time now. ... | Ultra-violet colour buzzed vibrantly across my vision. The sun on my body, a relaxing sedative washing the worries of the world away.
We lay, our bodies apart, but a bright and dazzling force caressed our souls. Bursts of kisses and then the glimmer of a smile as sweet as honey leaving my face alight with an after-gl... | |
[WP]Your lover asked you to do it, your enemy helped you do it, your friend tried to stop you from doing it. You did it. | "HOW ABOUT YOU JUST GO FUCKING KILL YOURSELF?!"
"Well, if you insist." I got up and yanked open the door to the balcony of my apartment.
"Wait! I-" But it was too late, I had already jumped. She was all that I'd had to live for, and now without her, my life was not one worth living.
It's said that most people who ... | Why? Why did I do it?
Well, she was beautiful. She was ten years younger than we were. She was all laughter and parties and music and *different*, so different from what I was used to. And she had reintroduced me to Victor, an old high-school acquaintance, a lawyer that made the process so *easy*.
"What's wro... | |
[WP]Your lover asked you to do it, your enemy helped you do it, your friend tried to stop you from doing it. You did it. | Your crazy dude
I frown at my smartphone's screen. I don't need Matt telling me I'm crazy right now, not when I'm feeling nervous enough as it is. Best friends are supposed to comfort and encourage each other. I text him back.
Very supportive of you
...
Its just weird. You said you hated needles
...
... | Why? Why did I do it?
Well, she was beautiful. She was ten years younger than we were. She was all laughter and parties and music and *different*, so different from what I was used to. And she had reintroduced me to Victor, an old high-school acquaintance, a lawyer that made the process so *easy*.
"What's wro... | |
[WP] Bernie Sanders was a Mr Meeseeks tasked with becoming the president of the United States. At the inauguration he vanishes into thin air. | You guys, Bernie Sanders disappeared! He's missing? No, he disappeared at the inauguration, on stage, in front of everyone, on camera." Let me see it on youtube.
Ryan watches Bernie Sanders disappear on a youtube video and says "I'm not
falling for this shit, someone just edited this, uploaded it to youtube and told ... | Yes, he did it, Bernie Sanders, a Mr. Meeseeks won the presidency. Here is how he did it. He promised everything to everyone. The republicans got theirs when the FBI arrested Hillary Clinton two days before the democratic convention. Bernie won the nominee by 3 delegates over Debbie Wasserman Schultz. He promised ... | |
[WP] Bernie Sanders was a Mr Meeseeks tasked with becoming the president of the United States. At the inauguration he vanishes into thin air. | "I do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will faithfully execute the Office of President of the United States, and will to the best of my ability, preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States."
Bernie Sanders said those hallowed words, and vanished in a poof of smoke. The Secret Service swarmed th... | Yes, he did it, Bernie Sanders, a Mr. Meeseeks won the presidency. Here is how he did it. He promised everything to everyone. The republicans got theirs when the FBI arrested Hillary Clinton two days before the democratic convention. Bernie won the nominee by 3 delegates over Debbie Wasserman Schultz. He promised ... | |
[WP] Bernie Sanders was a Mr Meeseeks tasked with becoming the president of the United States. At the inauguration he vanishes into thin air. | "Holy shit what a stupid idea," said Rick.
"I...I..I dont know about that Rick. I thought it was pretty clever..." Stuttered Morty.
"Well, thats because you are a moron, Morty. We aren't going to make a Meeseeks try and run for President. What part of give them simply attainable tasks didnt you understand?" | Yes, he did it, Bernie Sanders, a Mr. Meeseeks won the presidency. Here is how he did it. He promised everything to everyone. The republicans got theirs when the FBI arrested Hillary Clinton two days before the democratic convention. Bernie won the nominee by 3 delegates over Debbie Wasserman Schultz. He promised ... | |
[WP] In a world where depression is the norm, a content person is seeking therapy. | “You're sleeping seven hours a night?”
“Seven. ... Or eight,” Rhea offers, even though it’s been more like six. She hasn’t slept past noon in months.
“And how many hours in a day do you spend resting? Sedentary?”
“... very few.” Her gaze retreats to the toes of her boots, gleaming softly under a fresh coat of polish... | The paintings were crying, every pamphlet outside the office might as well be wet they were so covered in pictures of tears. Henry couldn't remember the last time he cried, when was it? When that girl Kate dumped him most likely but that was almost a year ago.
The waiting room was a stoic blue room, that muffled teal... | |
I just stumbled across these words in a goofy conversation I was having, and suddenly thought it would make for a very creepy or intriguing writing prompt. | [WP] "I am the one that listens when the line goes dead." | I am the one who listens
when the line goes dead.
I wait
and I wonder
what could have been said
if only there had been more time
to say
all the things I wanted you to hear that day.
Instead there's a blank ringing noise in my ear
telling me "we're done"
and, "get out of here."
I've been living a dial tone
... | Silence or so it seems.
How can this be fair?
Listening, straining,
For answers that are not there.
Then the tones come,
Confirming what I dread.
I am the one who listens,
When the line goes dead. |
I just stumbled across these words in a goofy conversation I was having, and suddenly thought it would make for a very creepy or intriguing writing prompt. | [WP] "I am the one that listens when the line goes dead." | I am the one who listens
when the line goes dead.
I wait
and I wonder
what could have been said
if only there had been more time
to say
all the things I wanted you to hear that day.
Instead there's a blank ringing noise in my ear
telling me "we're done"
and, "get out of here."
I've been living a dial tone
... | "911, what is your emergency?"
"Sorry ma'am, was just checking the time," his Master said casually.
Abruptly, the line went dead. It was a dull, pebble of a response, grabbed from some shore and thrown just to see what would happen. The responder probably sensed that too, and ended the call as though his Master, he ... |
How would a DnD session go with these five? Who would be the DM and what classes and alignments would the others have? | [WP] Bernie Sanders, Donald Trump, Hillary Clinton, Ted Cruz and Chris Christie get together to play Dungeons and Dragons. | "But Donald!" Ted Cruz said in an exasperated voice, "Why do you always get to be DM?"
"I've bought all the damned game pieces and rule books," Trump responded impatiently. "You oughtta be happy I'm letting your Canadian ass even participate."
"Donald," Hillary said, "you know that I subsidized your purchases."
"Wha... | *NOTE: THIS IS A PARODY OF DEAD ALEWIVES CLASSIC I JUST CHANGED THE NAMES AND ADDED SOME LINES*
DM – “Clinton, you have entered the door to the North. You are now by yourself, standing in a dark room. The pungent smell of mildew eminates from the wet dungeon walls.”
Trump – “Where are the Cheetos?”
DM – “They’re rig... |
How would a DnD session go with these five? Who would be the DM and what classes and alignments would the others have? | [WP] Bernie Sanders, Donald Trump, Hillary Clinton, Ted Cruz and Chris Christie get together to play Dungeons and Dragons. | "But Donald!" Ted Cruz said in an exasperated voice, "Why do you always get to be DM?"
"I've bought all the damned game pieces and rule books," Trump responded impatiently. "You oughtta be happy I'm letting your Canadian ass even participate."
"Donald," Hillary said, "you know that I subsidized your purchases."
"Wha... | "Horror here at A Kirkland home where police report a 'Dungeons and Dragons' game has turned violent. Police were called by a Domino's delivery driver when he arrived at seven PM. Republican candidate Donald Trump was allegedly heard to be shouting 'Charisma Roll this Sanders'. Police report that Bernie Sanders is in ... |
How would a DnD session go with these five? Who would be the DM and what classes and alignments would the others have? | [WP] Bernie Sanders, Donald Trump, Hillary Clinton, Ted Cruz and Chris Christie get together to play Dungeons and Dragons. | "It's okay guys I'm just going to watch" said Jeb. "I really like to watch. My wife lets me watch and thats what I like to do. Sit back and watch." Jeb explained from across the room.
Marco Rubio looked up from his burner phone. He had a new match on Grindr. But Jeb was mubling things again and he felt obligated to re... | "Horror here at A Kirkland home where police report a 'Dungeons and Dragons' game has turned violent. Police were called by a Domino's delivery driver when he arrived at seven PM. Republican candidate Donald Trump was allegedly heard to be shouting 'Charisma Roll this Sanders'. Police report that Bernie Sanders is in ... |
[WP] A man asks God about the meaning of life and gets an unexpected answer | *whoosh* That's the only way I can describe it. A sudden rush of air, with a sound like the beating of huge wings. Then, while I blinked at the sound, there were two men in my apartment. Each was sharply dressed in a suit and tie, one wearing grey and white, the other black and white. The one in grey was taller, well-b... | I never expected God to be a chain smoker. We sat together in a side room at a businesses expo in Atlanta and he was smoking like a chimney. Or at least he was using my associate, Jim Brown, as a form in which he could chain smoke. Possession wasn't on his list of no-no's, apparently.
"So you're really God?" I murmure... | |
[WP] A man asks God about the meaning of life and gets an unexpected answer | One second I was curled up in a fetal position, sobbing into the arm of my couch, cursing and yelling nonsense into the air - and the next I was sitting in a white room.
Well, it wasn't really a room because there wasn't a floor. Or walls. Or a ceiling. But I was sitting on something. And I felt closed in, somehow.
A... | I never expected God to be a chain smoker. We sat together in a side room at a businesses expo in Atlanta and he was smoking like a chimney. Or at least he was using my associate, Jim Brown, as a form in which he could chain smoke. Possession wasn't on his list of no-no's, apparently.
"So you're really God?" I murmure... | |
[WP] A man asks God about the meaning of life and gets an unexpected answer | To be honest, when I found out I was going to meet God, I expected quite a bit more. I thought I would see some grand ancient figure, some shining paragon of power beyond mortal comprehension itself. And yet the man who sat before me was just that, an ordinary guy in a suit, unremarkable in every way.
"My sincerest ap... | I never expected God to be a chain smoker. We sat together in a side room at a businesses expo in Atlanta and he was smoking like a chimney. Or at least he was using my associate, Jim Brown, as a form in which he could chain smoke. Possession wasn't on his list of no-no's, apparently.
"So you're really God?" I murmure... | |
[WP] A man asks God about the meaning of life and gets an unexpected answer | *whoosh* That's the only way I can describe it. A sudden rush of air, with a sound like the beating of huge wings. Then, while I blinked at the sound, there were two men in my apartment. Each was sharply dressed in a suit and tie, one wearing grey and white, the other black and white. The one in grey was taller, well-b... | “Oh god oh god", I thought, memories rushing through my head on the righteousness of my deeds done throughout the short and peculiar existence known as 'life' while my body flopped around, spewing bodily fluids like some sort of epileptic seagull.
But! Out of the embarrassment of such a pathetic, and unheroic death the... | |
[WP] A man asks God about the meaning of life and gets an unexpected answer | One second I was curled up in a fetal position, sobbing into the arm of my couch, cursing and yelling nonsense into the air - and the next I was sitting in a white room.
Well, it wasn't really a room because there wasn't a floor. Or walls. Or a ceiling. But I was sitting on something. And I felt closed in, somehow.
A... | “Oh god oh god", I thought, memories rushing through my head on the righteousness of my deeds done throughout the short and peculiar existence known as 'life' while my body flopped around, spewing bodily fluids like some sort of epileptic seagull.
But! Out of the embarrassment of such a pathetic, and unheroic death the... | |
[WP] A man asks God about the meaning of life and gets an unexpected answer | To be honest, when I found out I was going to meet God, I expected quite a bit more. I thought I would see some grand ancient figure, some shining paragon of power beyond mortal comprehension itself. And yet the man who sat before me was just that, an ordinary guy in a suit, unremarkable in every way.
"My sincerest ap... | “Oh god oh god", I thought, memories rushing through my head on the righteousness of my deeds done throughout the short and peculiar existence known as 'life' while my body flopped around, spewing bodily fluids like some sort of epileptic seagull.
But! Out of the embarrassment of such a pathetic, and unheroic death the... | |
[WP] A man asks God about the meaning of life and gets an unexpected answer | One second I was curled up in a fetal position, sobbing into the arm of my couch, cursing and yelling nonsense into the air - and the next I was sitting in a white room.
Well, it wasn't really a room because there wasn't a floor. Or walls. Or a ceiling. But I was sitting on something. And I felt closed in, somehow.
A... | *whoosh* That's the only way I can describe it. A sudden rush of air, with a sound like the beating of huge wings. Then, while I blinked at the sound, there were two men in my apartment. Each was sharply dressed in a suit and tie, one wearing grey and white, the other black and white. The one in grey was taller, well-b... | |
[WP] A man asks God about the meaning of life and gets an unexpected answer | To be honest, when I found out I was going to meet God, I expected quite a bit more. I thought I would see some grand ancient figure, some shining paragon of power beyond mortal comprehension itself. And yet the man who sat before me was just that, an ordinary guy in a suit, unremarkable in every way.
"My sincerest ap... | *whoosh* That's the only way I can describe it. A sudden rush of air, with a sound like the beating of huge wings. Then, while I blinked at the sound, there were two men in my apartment. Each was sharply dressed in a suit and tie, one wearing grey and white, the other black and white. The one in grey was taller, well-b... | |
[WP] A man asks God about the meaning of life and gets an unexpected answer | To be honest, when I found out I was going to meet God, I expected quite a bit more. I thought I would see some grand ancient figure, some shining paragon of power beyond mortal comprehension itself. And yet the man who sat before me was just that, an ordinary guy in a suit, unremarkable in every way.
"My sincerest ap... | "Dear heavenly Father, blessed be thy name," I'd started like every night before bed. Of course, I'd never get a straight answer beforehand, it always came as a cryptic message. "I'd like to-" My words were cut off by a clap of ear ringing thunder.
I had moved location. Where the hell was I? It was hot and red. Did I ... | |
[WP] A man asks God about the meaning of life and gets an unexpected answer | When I sat down next to God, I don’t know what it was I expected. To be hugged into some epic aura of divine understanding and comfort, perhaps. To know what could not be known. To be, for just a moment, everything the human race never knew it was.
But it was really more just that uncomfortable silence brought on ... | "Dear heavenly Father, blessed be thy name," I'd started like every night before bed. Of course, I'd never get a straight answer beforehand, it always came as a cryptic message. "I'd like to-" My words were cut off by a clap of ear ringing thunder.
I had moved location. Where the hell was I? It was hot and red. Did I ... | |
[WP] A man asks God about the meaning of life and gets an unexpected answer | A bright, blinding light. The sounds of mountains splitting, oceans boiling, livestock in a frenzy of panic. A lowly mountain range shepherd was the least likely of candidates to hear the Archangel Metatron, and yet there he was, getting a full blast of heavenly energy that knocked him clean off his feet.
"What...wha... | "Dear heavenly Father, blessed be thy name," I'd started like every night before bed. Of course, I'd never get a straight answer beforehand, it always came as a cryptic message. "I'd like to-" My words were cut off by a clap of ear ringing thunder.
I had moved location. Where the hell was I? It was hot and red. Did I ... | |
[WP] A man asks God about the meaning of life and gets an unexpected answer | To be honest, when I found out I was going to meet God, I expected quite a bit more. I thought I would see some grand ancient figure, some shining paragon of power beyond mortal comprehension itself. And yet the man who sat before me was just that, an ordinary guy in a suit, unremarkable in every way.
"My sincerest ap... | A man suffers a heart attack and meets god. God in his great BOOMING VOICE tells the man, "ASK ME ANY QUESTION AND I SHALL GIVE YOU THE ANSWER." the man tough about it for a minute and asked, "what is the meaning to life my lord?" God stares at him beaming. "AHA THIS QUESTION AGAIN. EVERY TIME. HOW ABOUT WHO IS GOING T... | |
[WP] A man asks God about the meaning of life and gets an unexpected answer | When I sat down next to God, I don’t know what it was I expected. To be hugged into some epic aura of divine understanding and comfort, perhaps. To know what could not be known. To be, for just a moment, everything the human race never knew it was.
But it was really more just that uncomfortable silence brought on ... | A man suffers a heart attack and meets god. God in his great BOOMING VOICE tells the man, "ASK ME ANY QUESTION AND I SHALL GIVE YOU THE ANSWER." the man tough about it for a minute and asked, "what is the meaning to life my lord?" God stares at him beaming. "AHA THIS QUESTION AGAIN. EVERY TIME. HOW ABOUT WHO IS GOING T... | |
[WP] A man asks God about the meaning of life and gets an unexpected answer | A bright, blinding light. The sounds of mountains splitting, oceans boiling, livestock in a frenzy of panic. A lowly mountain range shepherd was the least likely of candidates to hear the Archangel Metatron, and yet there he was, getting a full blast of heavenly energy that knocked him clean off his feet.
"What...wha... | A man suffers a heart attack and meets god. God in his great BOOMING VOICE tells the man, "ASK ME ANY QUESTION AND I SHALL GIVE YOU THE ANSWER." the man tough about it for a minute and asked, "what is the meaning to life my lord?" God stares at him beaming. "AHA THIS QUESTION AGAIN. EVERY TIME. HOW ABOUT WHO IS GOING T... | |
[WP] Tell me a bedtime story with a happy ending. | Once upon a time, there was a young eel, deep in the coral reef. He lived a happy life and never thought of anything but feasting on the tasty fish and shrimp that lived in the bottom of the ocean with him, swimming and feeling the push of the tide as it drew him in and out, and sleeping in his comfortable hidey-hole. ... | So this girl orders a pizza in the middle of the day and somehow the place delivers. Guy get to her place with her pizza, and it's a ridiculous size pizza for one person, and wouldn't you know it, she has no money. Not sure who orders a pizza with no money, but the pizza guy doesn't seem too upset by this. She invites ... | |
[WP] Tell me a bedtime story with a happy ending. | Once upon a time, there was a young eel, deep in the coral reef. He lived a happy life and never thought of anything but feasting on the tasty fish and shrimp that lived in the bottom of the ocean with him, swimming and feeling the push of the tide as it drew him in and out, and sleeping in his comfortable hidey-hole. ... | Once upon a time there was a successful hit man named Wak M. Alle. Mr. Alle got involved in the business of termination at a young age-he used a garret on his first target at twenty-two. Since then he'd traveled all over the world-Rome, Istanbul, Tehran, Hong Kong-building his reputation as a silent killer, a shadow in... | |
[WP] Tell me a bedtime story with a happy ending. | Once upon a time, there was a young eel, deep in the coral reef. He lived a happy life and never thought of anything but feasting on the tasty fish and shrimp that lived in the bottom of the ocean with him, swimming and feeling the push of the tide as it drew him in and out, and sleeping in his comfortable hidey-hole. ... | Once upon a time;
There was a Prince named Lance. He became friends with a peasant kid named Samus. They grew up together, even when they became teenagers they both were the best of friends. One day, Lance was called upon by the King who wanted him to fetch something upon the highest mountain. Lance wanted Samus to com... | |
[WP] No matter how hard people try they can never write stories or sing songs about your heroic deeds. You are the unsung hero. | Once there was a hero named... well, you know, I don't remember that he had a name. Let's just call him Fred. So Frank, I mean, Fred--Fred goes off to the Twinkling Forest... or was it the Winkling Forest? That can't be right. In any case, I don't think it was a forest after all. I think it was a mountain. The Finkling... | It happened again today. The men spilled from the boat, battle-lust in their hearts, my name upon their lips and the sigil of our gods in shining metal on their shields. The fishing village was quiet, and a single elder walked out to meet us.
"I'm sorry," he said, "who are you folks?" The worst part is always the poli... | |
[WP] No matter how hard people try they can never write stories or sing songs about your heroic deeds. You are the unsung hero. | Once there was a hero named... well, you know, I don't remember that he had a name. Let's just call him Fred. So Frank, I mean, Fred--Fred goes off to the Twinkling Forest... or was it the Winkling Forest? That can't be right. In any case, I don't think it was a forest after all. I think it was a mountain. The Finkling... | If I write about my deeds, I become a sung hero, losing the one trait that makes me special. I could tell of my tales of triumph, of the teetering tribulations that attest to my glory... But that makes me just another legend. What's special about another Ajax, another Achilles...?
What I revel is not whatever I'm spok... | |
[WP] No matter how hard people try they can never write stories or sing songs about your heroic deeds. You are the unsung hero. | The Dragon Slayer comes to our village tonight!
Beasts and monsters all hi-i-ide in fright!
The True Hero and his cape so orange!
Is coming to...
You know what? Forget it. | If I write about my deeds, I become a sung hero, losing the one trait that makes me special. I could tell of my tales of triumph, of the teetering tribulations that attest to my glory... But that makes me just another legend. What's special about another Ajax, another Achilles...?
What I revel is not whatever I'm spok... | |
Assuming he can't resign until everyone hates him because he doesn't want to look like an ass.
He's trying to make bad decisions that won't straight up ruin everything like nuking the east coast or declaring nationwide martial law, but bad enough people want him out of office.
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He bans soda? New study shows it ca... | [WP] A President is elected, but immediately realizes he made a huge mistake. He goes off making the worst possible decisions for the country to try and get people to hate him so he can resign. Unfortunately, everything goes horribly right. | It is the year 8200, humanity has eradicated all of it's faults, diseases are cured in an instant, peace reigns across the galaxy, and death is but a faint memory. All thanks to one man, President Marks. Thanks to his leadership, humanity has entered a golden age, and with it, total control over the entire Milky Way. N... | *DAMN! Damn damn damn damn shoot all ta hell!!!!!*
*What was I thinking? I can’t be the leader of the free world. My brain should NOT contain the nuclear launch codes. I just wanted to make dad proud but this went way tooo far. Haven’t slept with Laura in 6 months! Jeb won’t speak to me! Dammit bush what you got your... |
Assuming he can't resign until everyone hates him because he doesn't want to look like an ass.
He's trying to make bad decisions that won't straight up ruin everything like nuking the east coast or declaring nationwide martial law, but bad enough people want him out of office.
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He bans soda? New study shows it ca... | [WP] A President is elected, but immediately realizes he made a huge mistake. He goes off making the worst possible decisions for the country to try and get people to hate him so he can resign. Unfortunately, everything goes horribly right. | "...Mr. President?" the man in glasses said.
*Fuck.* he thought, staring at the desk where so many great men sat before him. *The first fucking day?* He flicked the handle of his desk childishly, watching the brass fall back into position.
"Mr. President..." The man in glasses was getting impatient.
"I'm the fucking... | *DAMN! Damn damn damn damn shoot all ta hell!!!!!*
*What was I thinking? I can’t be the leader of the free world. My brain should NOT contain the nuclear launch codes. I just wanted to make dad proud but this went way tooo far. Haven’t slept with Laura in 6 months! Jeb won’t speak to me! Dammit bush what you got your... |
Assuming he can't resign until everyone hates him because he doesn't want to look like an ass.
He's trying to make bad decisions that won't straight up ruin everything like nuking the east coast or declaring nationwide martial law, but bad enough people want him out of office.
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He bans soda? New study shows it ca... | [WP] A President is elected, but immediately realizes he made a huge mistake. He goes off making the worst possible decisions for the country to try and get people to hate him so he can resign. Unfortunately, everything goes horribly right. | Day 1-"This sucks" I thought to myself. "The carpet is horrible in the oval office! I want out."
**"We need six new Supreme Court Justices."**
*President adds Six New Justices, New Levels of Fairness reached*
Day 38- "What? That's a Terrible Idea! How did it work?"
**"Drill for Oil in Manhattan"**
*President orders ... | *DAMN! Damn damn damn damn shoot all ta hell!!!!!*
*What was I thinking? I can’t be the leader of the free world. My brain should NOT contain the nuclear launch codes. I just wanted to make dad proud but this went way tooo far. Haven’t slept with Laura in 6 months! Jeb won’t speak to me! Dammit bush what you got your... |
Gogogogo! | [WP] "It's a dangerous job, I won't lie to ya. But there's a lot of money to be made." | I looked over the bow of the ship, second guessing my decision of being on board for the season. The cold, salty sea spray stung my face, amplified by the chilly arctic air. I pulled the fur lined hood of my coat closer, attempting to dampen the assault of the elements against every inch of exposed skin, to no avail. I... | The cloaked man dropped his business card in my hand and disappeared before I could even thank him. I had to admit I hadn't expected to get the call before I was even out of high school. I hadn't done much to deserve it yet, a couple mean facebook statuses. Maybe with my pedigree that was all I needed. Either that, or ... |
[WP] Write a short story in which the last paragraph is identical to the first. | *Being backed into a corner often makes an animal do terrible things -- ghastly things. And when you think about it, man is really nothing more than an animal. Once he feels threatened, once his way of life is interrupted, it takes only one small step to send him over the edge - and into the abyss.*
*Snap.*
_________... | She was a statue. A stone cold, icy hearted being that stood with an overbearing arrogance and yet a mesmorizing elegance. A demon, with a stare so hot it could burn into your skin, and heat up your soul. She was Satan's spawn, but also Gods perfect creation, a contradiction to reality itself. She was my greatest frien... | |
[WP] Last night, your spouse's ghost, lost and confused, begged you to solve their murder, so they can move on. The problem is... you're the killer. | **Day Four**
"How's the hunt going? Did you find my killer yet?"
"Nope. I was, um, tracking leads all day. Everything kept coming up empty. Sorry."
"That's ok. There's always tomorrow."
**Day Twelve**
"Final Fantasy X? You've even beaten this one before. Twice! I was there! What the hell, man?"
"First of all, thi... | I sigh rolling over while simultaneously reaching out for you coming fully awake when I realize you are not there. I listen for any bathroom noises when hearing nothing I slip out of bed puzzled.
It's all the way downstairs through the garage and into the yard before I find you.
Silhouetted by moonlight looking at me s... | |
[WP] Last night, your spouse's ghost, lost and confused, begged you to solve their murder, so they can move on. The problem is... you're the killer. | After some time off, Mike had returned to work. His co-workers were understanding of his situation and despite his objections did most of his work for him. After an afternoon of checking emails and Facebook he felt annoyed, but relieved things were returning to normal.
Mike walked over to the fridge, grabbed a beer an... | I sigh rolling over while simultaneously reaching out for you coming fully awake when I realize you are not there. I listen for any bathroom noises when hearing nothing I slip out of bed puzzled.
It's all the way downstairs through the garage and into the yard before I find you.
Silhouetted by moonlight looking at me s... | |
North Korea has an alliance with China and sits on a ton of artillery. | [WP] The US congress declared war with North Korea one hour ago, tell the story from the perspective of a South Korean stationed at the DMZ | I'll take a stab. Keep in mind I have never been to South Korea and my knowledge of South Korean culture is mostly limited to the many great films that have come out of South Korea.
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Kyung-min Nan stood in position at the DMZ. It had been just over an hour since the United States ha... | One second ago my friend yelled at me that the armistice agreement was just dissolved by the United States. Now I am on a cloud sitting in front of a big desk, behind that desk is an old man with the name tag Saint Peter. He looks at me and says you are the first of many welcome to heaven. To his right I see a glorious... |
North Korea has an alliance with China and sits on a ton of artillery. | [WP] The US congress declared war with North Korea one hour ago, tell the story from the perspective of a South Korean stationed at the DMZ | The lamps are going out all over Asia, we shall not see them lit again in our life-time.
Here, within sight of the DMZ, I look out into the dark that is the North as a river of fire and steel arcs over my head before gravity pulls it inexorably down into the homes and industries of ten million people. During the firs... | One second ago my friend yelled at me that the armistice agreement was just dissolved by the United States. Now I am on a cloud sitting in front of a big desk, behind that desk is an old man with the name tag Saint Peter. He looks at me and says you are the first of many welcome to heaven. To his right I see a glorious... |
[WP] During your morning bus ride, the person next to you dies. | Asher Vega.
His neighbors would comment on how he was a nice man, quiet and respectful, kept to himself and would always return a friendly smile.
Within 5 years of moving into the neighborhood he had established himself as a community leader.A small business owner who devoted most of his time to managing and running... | An exasperated expletive leapt from Preston's sleep fuzzed mouth, momentarily cutting through the dulcet oohs, aahhhs, and pleas of "Is it too late now to say sorry" blasting out of a phone drunkenly deposited beneath the bed last night. Aimlessly groping for the device it dawned on Preston that he was late for his wor... | |
[WP] During your morning bus ride, the person next to you dies. | Two scoops into my cup of cornflakes and I taste blood. I don't know where it's coming from but I read somewhere that the iron is good for you. It goes down easy as I swallow.
"Mind passing me a tissue?" A voice asks.
I acknowledge it with a shake of my head. They only gave me one when I made the purchase, I'll be ... | An exasperated expletive leapt from Preston's sleep fuzzed mouth, momentarily cutting through the dulcet oohs, aahhhs, and pleas of "Is it too late now to say sorry" blasting out of a phone drunkenly deposited beneath the bed last night. Aimlessly groping for the device it dawned on Preston that he was late for his wor... | |
[WP] During your morning bus ride, the person next to you dies. | I was so sick of riding of the bus, but I couldn't afford a car. There was always some kind of weirdo sitting next to you. That day was no different.
A pale, sickly looking man fell asleep in the seat next to me. At least he wasn't lying against my shoulder or anything. It must have been some kind of record. The ... | An exasperated expletive leapt from Preston's sleep fuzzed mouth, momentarily cutting through the dulcet oohs, aahhhs, and pleas of "Is it too late now to say sorry" blasting out of a phone drunkenly deposited beneath the bed last night. Aimlessly groping for the device it dawned on Preston that he was late for his wor... | |
[WP] During your morning bus ride, the person next to you dies. | Asher Vega.
His neighbors would comment on how he was a nice man, quiet and respectful, kept to himself and would always return a friendly smile.
Within 5 years of moving into the neighborhood he had established himself as a community leader.A small business owner who devoted most of his time to managing and running... | She always told me to call her Dorie, just Dorie. Sweetest old lady anyone ever met—she’d ask me about my little son Jake every day and if I was seeing any new “young numbers” after my divorce last year. I never had a grandma and formed a bond with her everyone else who rode the 7:15AM Red Line was jealous of. Or maybe... |
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