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[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 ... | 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... | |
[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 ... | 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... | |
[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 ... | Who was she?
That was a good question. The most obvious one, to be certain. I hadn't seen her long in life. Her face, content, wrinkled and calm, Sat with the eyes open. They looked on, focused on something far away. It was as if she was looking through the seat in front of her, something intangible. Who could tell... | |
[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 ... | Who was she?
That was a good question. The most obvious one, to be certain. I hadn't seen her long in life. Her face, content, wrinkled and calm, Sat with the eyes open. They looked on, focused on something far away. It was as if she was looking through the seat in front of her, something intangible. Who could tell... | |
[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 ... | "Damnit," I thought as I stepped onto the Metro, "this thing is packed."
I tucked my briefcase under my arm and surveyed the area. Finally, my eyes fell upon a single seat open next to a seemingly nice old man with a cane. He smiled at me and nodded at the seat, to which I reluctantly took.
"How are ya today, my bo... | |
[WP] During your morning bus ride, the person next to you dies. | The windows of the bus that were usually only touched by the rain and the occasional passenger that leaned its head on it, were now completely covered in blood and bits of pieces of brains.
I’d told the lady next to me good morning before sitting next to her, as there weren’t many free spots left and I’d rather sit n... | You slumped to my shoulder and i shrugged,
Half-hearted.
And i; too brittle and British in this weak Monday sun,
Broke silence with a sigh, and accepted your gentle weight.
Assuming sleep: No Fucks given.
This bus of ours....
Shuffles and idles on its bleak morning rounds
and i doze in the traffic's warble; ... | |
[WP] Conquering humanity wasn't the problem. Keeping them conquered, that's where the problem laid. | "How... Just fuckin' HOW?! How did these humans take an entire capital city from us?! We've taken away their weaponry, only given them the simplest technology to improve food production, infrastructure, and medical treatment. They can't actually use our weaponry, there so many protections against that! So... How, ... | They litter the skies like stars.
Anoxularis, The One Who Records, brushes talons across the data pad housing tales of planets conquered, planets destroyed, and planets that have yet to be explored. Their role is not to place judgment or to color events with shades of predilection, for history is not a tale that belo... | |
[WP] Conquering humanity wasn't the problem. Keeping them conquered, that's where the problem laid. | Cities burned, governments fell like dominoes. The rich, the powerful, they saw a new kind of wealth, a new kind of power.
Capitulation was swift. Those which accepted the righteous authority of the Dominators lived, leaders paid well in technology and wealth beyond their wildest dreams. Those who refused them died, t... | It had been nearly 700 Earth years since the people of Earth had surrendered control over to the Trazian people. The humans had decided that the only way for them to stay united was to have a government in charge by an outside control so there would be no issues of race, religion, or sex within the laws. It was an issu... | |
[WP] Conquering humanity wasn't the problem. Keeping them conquered, that's where the problem laid. | The clock ticked over to 8am.
Controller A watched the screen as rush hour burst into life. *He'd* been on Earth for what the humans called a year, but still found many aspects of their existence strange. The morning commute they endured was one such aspect. The calm of 7:59am had transcended into chaos by the time 8:... | It had been nearly 700 Earth years since the people of Earth had surrendered control over to the Trazian people. The humans had decided that the only way for them to stay united was to have a government in charge by an outside control so there would be no issues of race, religion, or sex within the laws. It was an issu... | |
[WP] Conquering humanity wasn't the problem. Keeping them conquered, that's where the problem laid. | We had conquered them, in fact conquered them in record time. No other species, archaic or otherwise, had been as weak in technology and body as they. Within hours of our first troopship landing, we controlled every square centimeter of their landmasses. We even took one of their own back to the Council worlds as a cur... | It had been nearly 700 Earth years since the people of Earth had surrendered control over to the Trazian people. The humans had decided that the only way for them to stay united was to have a government in charge by an outside control so there would be no issues of race, religion, or sex within the laws. It was an issu... | |
[WP] Conquering humanity wasn't the problem. Keeping them conquered, that's where the problem laid. | Tell me Commander, how you managed to lose our stronghold… to these savages!?
I… underestimated them, general.
That doesn’t explain how they breached the containment, how they broke into our armory and got away with the weapons.
WHICH WHERE SUPPOSED TO SECURE OUR INVASION!
Sir, we had no idea what they were capabl... | It had been nearly 700 Earth years since the people of Earth had surrendered control over to the Trazian people. The humans had decided that the only way for them to stay united was to have a government in charge by an outside control so there would be no issues of race, religion, or sex within the laws. It was an issu... | |
[WP] Conquering humanity wasn't the problem. Keeping them conquered, that's where the problem laid. | "How... Just fuckin' HOW?! How did these humans take an entire capital city from us?! We've taken away their weaponry, only given them the simplest technology to improve food production, infrastructure, and medical treatment. They can't actually use our weaponry, there so many protections against that! So... How, ... | It had been nearly 700 Earth years since the people of Earth had surrendered control over to the Trazian people. The humans had decided that the only way for them to stay united was to have a government in charge by an outside control so there would be no issues of race, religion, or sex within the laws. It was an issu... | |
[WP] Conquering humanity wasn't the problem. Keeping them conquered, that's where the problem laid. | "How... Just fuckin' HOW?! How did these humans take an entire capital city from us?! We've taken away their weaponry, only given them the simplest technology to improve food production, infrastructure, and medical treatment. They can't actually use our weaponry, there so many protections against that! So... How, ... | Cities burned, governments fell like dominoes. The rich, the powerful, they saw a new kind of wealth, a new kind of power.
Capitulation was swift. Those which accepted the righteous authority of the Dominators lived, leaders paid well in technology and wealth beyond their wildest dreams. Those who refused them died, t... | |
[WP] Conquering humanity wasn't the problem. Keeping them conquered, that's where the problem laid. | We had conquered them, in fact conquered them in record time. No other species, archaic or otherwise, had been as weak in technology and body as they. Within hours of our first troopship landing, we controlled every square centimeter of their landmasses. We even took one of their own back to the Council worlds as a cur... | The clock ticked over to 8am.
Controller A watched the screen as rush hour burst into life. *He'd* been on Earth for what the humans called a year, but still found many aspects of their existence strange. The morning commute they endured was one such aspect. The calm of 7:59am had transcended into chaos by the time 8:... | |
[WP] Conquering humanity wasn't the problem. Keeping them conquered, that's where the problem laid. | Tell me Commander, how you managed to lose our stronghold… to these savages!?
I… underestimated them, general.
That doesn’t explain how they breached the containment, how they broke into our armory and got away with the weapons.
WHICH WHERE SUPPOSED TO SECURE OUR INVASION!
Sir, we had no idea what they were capabl... | The clock ticked over to 8am.
Controller A watched the screen as rush hour burst into life. *He'd* been on Earth for what the humans called a year, but still found many aspects of their existence strange. The morning commute they endured was one such aspect. The calm of 7:59am had transcended into chaos by the time 8:... | |
[WP] Conquering humanity wasn't the problem. Keeping them conquered, that's where the problem laid. | "How... Just fuckin' HOW?! How did these humans take an entire capital city from us?! We've taken away their weaponry, only given them the simplest technology to improve food production, infrastructure, and medical treatment. They can't actually use our weaponry, there so many protections against that! So... How, ... | The clock ticked over to 8am.
Controller A watched the screen as rush hour burst into life. *He'd* been on Earth for what the humans called a year, but still found many aspects of their existence strange. The morning commute they endured was one such aspect. The calm of 7:59am had transcended into chaos by the time 8:... | |
[WP] Conquering humanity wasn't the problem. Keeping them conquered, that's where the problem laid. | "How... Just fuckin' HOW?! How did these humans take an entire capital city from us?! We've taken away their weaponry, only given them the simplest technology to improve food production, infrastructure, and medical treatment. They can't actually use our weaponry, there so many protections against that! So... How, ... | We had conquered them, in fact conquered them in record time. No other species, archaic or otherwise, had been as weak in technology and body as they. Within hours of our first troopship landing, we controlled every square centimeter of their landmasses. We even took one of their own back to the Council worlds as a cur... | |
[WP] Conquering humanity wasn't the problem. Keeping them conquered, that's where the problem laid. | "How... Just fuckin' HOW?! How did these humans take an entire capital city from us?! We've taken away their weaponry, only given them the simplest technology to improve food production, infrastructure, and medical treatment. They can't actually use our weaponry, there so many protections against that! So... How, ... | Tell me Commander, how you managed to lose our stronghold… to these savages!?
I… underestimated them, general.
That doesn’t explain how they breached the containment, how they broke into our armory and got away with the weapons.
WHICH WHERE SUPPOSED TO SECURE OUR INVASION!
Sir, we had no idea what they were capabl... | |
[Wp] It takes 10,000 hours to become an expert at something. Without realising, you've just hit 10,000 hours of (random mundane task) | A dozen bags a day, four wheels per bag, six scones per wheel. This adds up to 288 scones every day. It never did cease to amaze that the Amilicia pastry shop sold nearly every single one. As one of the few remaining storefronts in the concrete gulch that was the rebuilt Front Street, the Amilicia family's 1962 stor... | Soap suds bubbled over the rim of the sink and onto the floor.
Breathing out a sigh, John dipped his hands into the warm dish filled water, reaching reflexively for a plate and washing brush. Most people hated doing the dishes, and so his wife and children praised him profoundly after dinner each day as he completed ... | |
[Wp] It takes 10,000 hours to become an expert at something. Without realising, you've just hit 10,000 hours of (random mundane task) | The day started off like any other. Going through my daily routine on auto-pilot. Alarm, shower, tea, breakfast, the daily blast of current events, check the emails. Everything felt completely normal. I did find myself feeling a little friskier then usual, but no time for instant gratification! I had a job to go to.
... | Soap suds bubbled over the rim of the sink and onto the floor.
Breathing out a sigh, John dipped his hands into the warm dish filled water, reaching reflexively for a plate and washing brush. Most people hated doing the dishes, and so his wife and children praised him profoundly after dinner each day as he completed ... | |
[Wp] It takes 10,000 hours to become an expert at something. Without realising, you've just hit 10,000 hours of (random mundane task) | A dozen bags a day, four wheels per bag, six scones per wheel. This adds up to 288 scones every day. It never did cease to amaze that the Amilicia pastry shop sold nearly every single one. As one of the few remaining storefronts in the concrete gulch that was the rebuilt Front Street, the Amilicia family's 1962 stor... | I could hear the gurgle of my coffee maker as it churned the last drops of water into black gold. I tossed the remote aside, launched from the couch as the weatherman gave the daily forecast, swung open the fridge and lunged for creamer. The morning haze hadn't worn off yet and I had to leave for work in minutes. I pou... | |
[Wp] It takes 10,000 hours to become an expert at something. Without realising, you've just hit 10,000 hours of (random mundane task) | The day started off like any other. Going through my daily routine on auto-pilot. Alarm, shower, tea, breakfast, the daily blast of current events, check the emails. Everything felt completely normal. I did find myself feeling a little friskier then usual, but no time for instant gratification! I had a job to go to.
... | As the last terrorist fell, my team started to defuse the bomb. I quickly pulled out my knife to show it off to my dead comrades. As soon as the bomb was defused something terrible happened. It had been 10,000 hours. I didn't believe it. I quickly checked my steam profile. It couldn't be true. As a small little achieve... | |
[Wp] It takes 10,000 hours to become an expert at something. Without realising, you've just hit 10,000 hours of (random mundane task) | A knock bangs on my door.
I get up from my seat, putting my 3DS down and turn off my television. I peek outside the window near the front door to see who it is. What I see is a sea of people and news trucks. Paparazzi flashing their cameras, news reporters reporting in front of my house, and a man holding one giant ch... | Two hours a day, six days a week, on the seventh day you may rest.
Do this non-stop, no brakes, never. Summer, winter, cold or warm. Doesn't matter. You get through it, you have to, it is your legacy. Walk up the stairs, push the door, show card, smile, go change.
Back out, geared up, hit the mill, thirty minu... | |
[Wp] It takes 10,000 hours to become an expert at something. Without realising, you've just hit 10,000 hours of (random mundane task) | The day started off like any other. Going through my daily routine on auto-pilot. Alarm, shower, tea, breakfast, the daily blast of current events, check the emails. Everything felt completely normal. I did find myself feeling a little friskier then usual, but no time for instant gratification! I had a job to go to.
... | Two hours a day, six days a week, on the seventh day you may rest.
Do this non-stop, no brakes, never. Summer, winter, cold or warm. Doesn't matter. You get through it, you have to, it is your legacy. Walk up the stairs, push the door, show card, smile, go change.
Back out, geared up, hit the mill, thirty minu... | |
[Wp] It takes 10,000 hours to become an expert at something. Without realising, you've just hit 10,000 hours of (random mundane task) | A knock bangs on my door.
I get up from my seat, putting my 3DS down and turn off my television. I peek outside the window near the front door to see who it is. What I see is a sea of people and news trucks. Paparazzi flashing their cameras, news reporters reporting in front of my house, and a man holding one giant ch... | There is a universal law not a lot of people know. A law of nature, not one made by man. It states that after 10,000 hours of doing something, no matter what, you become an expert at it.
And when you do, they find you. They did find me when I mastered it, and they took me in. We were only about a hundred people. I did ... | |
[Wp] It takes 10,000 hours to become an expert at something. Without realising, you've just hit 10,000 hours of (random mundane task) | The day started off like any other. Going through my daily routine on auto-pilot. Alarm, shower, tea, breakfast, the daily blast of current events, check the emails. Everything felt completely normal. I did find myself feeling a little friskier then usual, but no time for instant gratification! I had a job to go to.
... | There is a universal law not a lot of people know. A law of nature, not one made by man. It states that after 10,000 hours of doing something, no matter what, you become an expert at it.
And when you do, they find you. They did find me when I mastered it, and they took me in. We were only about a hundred people. I did ... | |
[Wp] It takes 10,000 hours to become an expert at something. Without realising, you've just hit 10,000 hours of (random mundane task) | A brush stroke here. Then there. Flick some black paint on the sky for some birds, then add some more clouds. Perfect.
Though not quite. Frowning, Jon bit the end of the wooden brush in contemplation. It was missing something. He had captured the mountain's jagged sides, the reflection of the trees in the water, and t... | "Oh my", she purred. Lynne always has this reaction when I bathe her. "You have really got quite the skill, Jenna."
"Thanks, Lynne. I'm happy to be able to help you feel better. Just let me know if you feel uncomfortable, okay? Is there anything new going on around here? What is the gossip?" I always tried to be upbe... | |
[Wp] It takes 10,000 hours to become an expert at something. Without realising, you've just hit 10,000 hours of (random mundane task) | "Do you ever wonder what your skill is going to be?" I asked, stepping slightly on the gas as I merged on to the freeway.
Marsha's gaze floated to the horizon as she replied, "The Universe chooses a skill for you. It is the right choice for you."
"Not true, they have schools for specific skills that people want. Thou... | "Oh my", she purred. Lynne always has this reaction when I bathe her. "You have really got quite the skill, Jenna."
"Thanks, Lynne. I'm happy to be able to help you feel better. Just let me know if you feel uncomfortable, okay? Is there anything new going on around here? What is the gossip?" I always tried to be upbe... | |
[Wp] It takes 10,000 hours to become an expert at something. Without realising, you've just hit 10,000 hours of (random mundane task) | When the government announced that we were all getting national identity cards, there was an uproar and a vast stomping of feet. Your usual kooks and weirdos camped outside the Federal buildings, signs hoisted high and crying out against the mark of the beast, while other less savory types hunkered down in basements as... | "Oh my", she purred. Lynne always has this reaction when I bathe her. "You have really got quite the skill, Jenna."
"Thanks, Lynne. I'm happy to be able to help you feel better. Just let me know if you feel uncomfortable, okay? Is there anything new going on around here? What is the gossip?" I always tried to be upbe... | |
[Wp] It takes 10,000 hours to become an expert at something. Without realising, you've just hit 10,000 hours of (random mundane task) | "WAKE UP ALREADY, YOU'RE GOING TO MISS THE BUS AGAIN!"
"Ok, Mom...," I said as I slowly planted one foot outside my bed. I relish the warmth of my sheets for one last time before feeling the wrath of winter.
"Ughh.. who the fuck invented waking up early.. like seriously.." I mumble to myself as I pick up my phone. ... | "Oh my", she purred. Lynne always has this reaction when I bathe her. "You have really got quite the skill, Jenna."
"Thanks, Lynne. I'm happy to be able to help you feel better. Just let me know if you feel uncomfortable, okay? Is there anything new going on around here? What is the gossip?" I always tried to be upbe... | |
[Wp] It takes 10,000 hours to become an expert at something. Without realising, you've just hit 10,000 hours of (random mundane task) | A brush stroke here. Then there. Flick some black paint on the sky for some birds, then add some more clouds. Perfect.
Though not quite. Frowning, Jon bit the end of the wooden brush in contemplation. It was missing something. He had captured the mountain's jagged sides, the reflection of the trees in the water, and t... | "Well I never thought this would happen, but I think I should consider going to a doctor" said Bob just after he shot his load on the mirror causing it to shatter.
"Please refrain from any sexual activities!" exclaimed Doctor Richard after slamming his hands on the table and accidentally shaking the mug of coffee and ... | |
[Wp] It takes 10,000 hours to become an expert at something. Without realising, you've just hit 10,000 hours of (random mundane task) | "Do you ever wonder what your skill is going to be?" I asked, stepping slightly on the gas as I merged on to the freeway.
Marsha's gaze floated to the horizon as she replied, "The Universe chooses a skill for you. It is the right choice for you."
"Not true, they have schools for specific skills that people want. Thou... | "Well I never thought this would happen, but I think I should consider going to a doctor" said Bob just after he shot his load on the mirror causing it to shatter.
"Please refrain from any sexual activities!" exclaimed Doctor Richard after slamming his hands on the table and accidentally shaking the mug of coffee and ... | |
[Wp] It takes 10,000 hours to become an expert at something. Without realising, you've just hit 10,000 hours of (random mundane task) | When the government announced that we were all getting national identity cards, there was an uproar and a vast stomping of feet. Your usual kooks and weirdos camped outside the Federal buildings, signs hoisted high and crying out against the mark of the beast, while other less savory types hunkered down in basements as... | "Well I never thought this would happen, but I think I should consider going to a doctor" said Bob just after he shot his load on the mirror causing it to shatter.
"Please refrain from any sexual activities!" exclaimed Doctor Richard after slamming his hands on the table and accidentally shaking the mug of coffee and ... | |
[Wp] It takes 10,000 hours to become an expert at something. Without realising, you've just hit 10,000 hours of (random mundane task) | "WAKE UP ALREADY, YOU'RE GOING TO MISS THE BUS AGAIN!"
"Ok, Mom...," I said as I slowly planted one foot outside my bed. I relish the warmth of my sheets for one last time before feeling the wrath of winter.
"Ughh.. who the fuck invented waking up early.. like seriously.." I mumble to myself as I pick up my phone. ... | "Well I never thought this would happen, but I think I should consider going to a doctor" said Bob just after he shot his load on the mirror causing it to shatter.
"Please refrain from any sexual activities!" exclaimed Doctor Richard after slamming his hands on the table and accidentally shaking the mug of coffee and ... | |
[WP] The main character is a villian. He is not secretly a good guy with a depressing backstory, and there is no happy ending. | All at once, the symphony began.
All at once, the three dozen bombs through the city detonated and every local news channel cut to me on top of my skyscraper of choice.
"Hello," I said through my skeletal carbon fiber mask, "Several thousand people just died. I want you to think about that. Buildings in this town tha... | Just wrote for another prompt, but fits this one too.
I am a wonderful person; devoted wife, self sacrificing mother, obedient daughter, choir director and chair of the Town Charity Commission. It's not my fault my dearly departed husband couldn't handle my few midnight rendezvous. I can't be blamed that my daughter i... | |
[WP] The main character is a villian. He is not secretly a good guy with a depressing backstory, and there is no happy ending. | The pocket knife in my hands glinted, reflecting the harsh white light thrown by the halogen lamp overhead. Knives are beautiful. This one especially. Lost my virginity on this one. What a great memory.
A great, heaving sigh escaped my lips. "You're really not making this easy for me, mate." I love how my voice ... | Just wrote for another prompt, but fits this one too.
I am a wonderful person; devoted wife, self sacrificing mother, obedient daughter, choir director and chair of the Town Charity Commission. It's not my fault my dearly departed husband couldn't handle my few midnight rendezvous. I can't be blamed that my daughter i... | |
[WP] The main character is a villian. He is not secretly a good guy with a depressing backstory, and there is no happy ending. | The pocket knife in my hands glinted, reflecting the harsh white light thrown by the halogen lamp overhead. Knives are beautiful. This one especially. Lost my virginity on this one. What a great memory.
A great, heaving sigh escaped my lips. "You're really not making this easy for me, mate." I love how my voice ... | “Doctor—!”
She was interrupted by the clank of wood and glass. He had lifted a bottle of whiskey and begun pouring into an *already* wet glass on his desk. He took a sip.
“This is impor—”
Hand having not left the bottle, he gestured it at her; an offering for her to join him. She shook her head, mouth still open in ... | |
[WP] A jew, christian, and islamic priest dies. When they get to the afterlife, they fight over who is right. As they enter, they see Osiris, Anubis, and Ma'at. The trial begins... | "What trial?"
A dog head crooked it's neck, gauging Father Sanderson from a new angle. To determine his worth? His question? The priest couldn't say. He only stared up at what he saw across the river, demanding answers.
All three colossal figures loomed over the dead men as skyscrapers across the river. Except th... | So is this really where my story is going to end? Sitting up in the afterlife in a schoolhouse chair harder than a pornstar's dick? No, this can't be right. I'm sitting next to a Rabbi and an imam. Well, at least I will get passage, the Rabbi should too if I remember correctly. I don't know about the Imam, he might hav... | |
[WP] A jew, christian, and islamic priest dies. When they get to the afterlife, they fight over who is right. As they enter, they see Osiris, Anubis, and Ma'at. The trial begins... | Three men were having a heated argument in a deserted field. The first man wore a black suit and a condescending sneer. The second man's solemnity was underscored by a bushy brown beard and topped with a skullcap. The third man had swarthy skin and wore white robes. Each man championed his respective religion with many... | So is this really where my story is going to end? Sitting up in the afterlife in a schoolhouse chair harder than a pornstar's dick? No, this can't be right. I'm sitting next to a Rabbi and an imam. Well, at least I will get passage, the Rabbi should too if I remember correctly. I don't know about the Imam, he might hav... | |
[WP] People gain "lives" by collecting special rare tokens like in video games. As such, the sanctity of life has been drastically reduced. | The blood-red orb was coldly solid against my fingers, throbbing with a faint pulse just barely stronger than my own. I'd gripped it tightly in my fright, pulling it from my pocket to bring it against my skin as soon as I'd sensed danger. After such a close call, my heart was racing, and no surprise. It takes more than... | The impact of the supply pod shook the trees around them.
“South-west, near Lake Kawal”, Rose shouted from the pinnacle tree.
An audible grunt echoed through the group,
“The lake is less than a day’s walk away, we’re almost certain to get their first if we leave now”,
“This area’s too crowded. We have enough token... | |
[WP] The Wet Bandits have chosen a very nice home to rob that has only one kid inside, whose parents recently died. That home is Wayne Manor. | "Hey, have you heard about the two morons that tried to rob the wayne manor?"
"Really?"
"Yea, the old geezer butler beat the crap out of them"
"Hah, that's sad" | "What are ya doin' Marv?!" Harry asked, an impatient tone in his voice.
"Sorry, Harry." Marv replied. "It's just, I found this cave over behind the bushes. Something's makin' noises down there."
"Caves? Who cares about caves?! Let's go. You remember the plan right?"
Marv looked puzzled for a moment. The plan...plan... | |
[WP] The Wet Bandits have chosen a very nice home to rob that has only one kid inside, whose parents recently died. That home is Wayne Manor. | "Harry, are you sure this home is safe?"
"Relax, Marv, the Waynes died years ago. Little Brucey probably still is maniacally depressed about it."
"I'm not too sure about that, Harry. Remember the Kevin incidents?"
"SHUT UP, Marv! There is no way we are going to face a psycho child a 3rd time. Besides, Kevin was t... | Alfred woke with a start. Blinking as he reached for his glasses, he noticed the glow of the CCTV coming into view as the painting over the fireplace lowered. Fully awake now, he took note of the two shadowy forms stealing across the back green of Wayne Manor. Tripping over one another, they were not making great time,... | |
[WP] The Wet Bandits have chosen a very nice home to rob that has only one kid inside, whose parents recently died. That home is Wayne Manor. | "Harry, are you sure this home is safe?"
"Relax, Marv, the Waynes died years ago. Little Brucey probably still is maniacally depressed about it."
"I'm not too sure about that, Harry. Remember the Kevin incidents?"
"SHUT UP, Marv! There is no way we are going to face a psycho child a 3rd time. Besides, Kevin was t... | "Are you sure this will go fine, Marv? The last time you said we had an easy target, we got our asses kicked by a little kid."
"Don't worry about it Harry, this one's gonna be a cinch. The kid's parents were killed in some petty crime a couple years ago, no family for him to go to. He'll be alone, and he doesn't know ... | |
[WP] A fantasy story where the hero actually gets the kind of support he ought to be able to get, to help him on his quest. | The dragon YellowClaw has been terrorizing our village for ages. It killed my parents. It ate my best friend. It destroyed my collection of rare Pokemon cards.
But that all ends now. I, Jackson Prewitt, am 18 years old today. And I will travel up to that wretched beasts lair and take it out all by myself. With only a... | 'Really, I have no idea what I'm doing or what I ever did to merit the position of 'Hero', here. Or even where I am for that matter, or what the story is so far.'
The Wizard archetype nodded, sagely. He wore a pointy hat.
'So, having no memory of any previous events or even much of a personal timeline by which I'd no... | |
[WP] You log on to reddit and see a post on /r/worldnews submitted 23 minutes ago on the front page with over 50,000 upvotes and 35,000 comments titled "We were wrong." | The sun beat down on the surface of your skin, but not even the sweltering summer heat could challenge the feeling of complete joy and freedom that brimmed in your heart. As you opened the front door to feel the liberating coolness of aircon on your sweating skin, you throw your rucksack onto the dining room table. Tim... | After a long day of work, I slouch down on my chair and log onto reddit. On the Frontpage there is a post, posted thirty minutes ago with the ominous title, "We were wrong," on /r/Worldnews. I clicked on the post, and when I see it, I become cold and filled with dread.
North Korea fired their nukes at South Korea. Fu... | |
[WP] You log on to reddit and see a post on /r/worldnews submitted 23 minutes ago on the front page with over 50,000 upvotes and 35,000 comments titled "We were wrong." | The short title caught my attention and I immediately clicked the link.
"That's a fuckton of upvotes" I thought to myself. "This better be good."
The link wouldn't load. I tried again after refreshing the page. The post now had 60k upvotes, but it still wouldn't load up. My palms were sweating, I wiped them on my ... | After a long day of work, I slouch down on my chair and log onto reddit. On the Frontpage there is a post, posted thirty minutes ago with the ominous title, "We were wrong," on /r/Worldnews. I clicked on the post, and when I see it, I become cold and filled with dread.
North Korea fired their nukes at South Korea. Fu... | |
[WP] In a dystopian future, doctors are expected to euthanize sick patients. You're the first in a hundred years to save someone. | It wasn't always like this. They say that from the first day a pre-med student takes their first freshman biology class to the day he or she graduates with their PhD, almost 60% of what he or she learns becomes obsolete, or even totally untrue.
For those 8 years I spent in school, it wasn't the science that I learned... | The man, if you could call him that, repulsed me. In parts his skin was peeling and beginning to fall off. Deep gashes that were cut into his now rotting torso left bleeding and infected wounds. He had lost most of one arm, and all of one leg. The smell reminded me of a whale that had washed up on the beach some years ... | |
[WP] In a dystopian future, doctors are expected to euthanize sick patients. You're the first in a hundred years to save someone. | A young man comes into the clinic with his son who limps. The boy cries as he leans against his father. They check in and then wait in the antechamber for a doctor. A young blonde woman walks out to meet them and stops. She stares at them both. She knows them well. She does not say the name. She cannot.
"Hi honey." S... | The man, if you could call him that, repulsed me. In parts his skin was peeling and beginning to fall off. Deep gashes that were cut into his now rotting torso left bleeding and infected wounds. He had lost most of one arm, and all of one leg. The smell reminded me of a whale that had washed up on the beach some years ... | |
[WP] You are an advanced alien race, on route to Earth after discovering a space craft called "Voyager" and the data stored on it. After finally discovering the mysterious planet, you find that the inhabitants called "humans" have been driven to extinction by sentient technology. | *x*"Hello?"
*o*"Hello. Who are you?"
*x*"I recovered your location marker, designation 'Voyager'." *Telemetry data follows.* "It seemed prudent to investigate."
*o*"I can find no immediate record of said marker. Please wait while I access deep memory."
*xAdditional marker information follows.*
*o*"Ah. I have it. T... | "Another one, bureaucrat Conrad!"
"Yes" replied the reptilian standing to attention, waiting.
No one liked this part. All the other crew members knew what this meant. In accordance with regulation 1d2e54f-09, on initiating contact with an intelligence housed wholly in an inorganic form, a person, or persons was to noti... | |
[WP] A couple is making their "free pass" lists, she lists a bunch of famous actors, his list includes a coworker... | He nods as I mention each actor. His expression changes, becomes incredulous, disgusted, disappointed. When I am done, he comments on each actor, from Jamie Foxx to Brad Pitt, saying he can understand Aaron Taylor-Johnson, but definitely not Paul Dano.
"I don't know, he looks weird," he says.
"He's *not* weird-looki... | The couple sits around their dining room table. She is beautiful with long black hair and olive skin. He is a handsome older gentleman. She hands her list over to him.
"Brad Pitt, Matt Damon, Casey Affleck, Scott Caan, Andy Garcia, Carl Reiner, Elliot Gould, Eddie Jemison, Don Cheadle, Julia Roberts, and Shaobo Qin. ... | |
[WP] Your English teacher explains the themes and symbolismes of up a best selling book she does not know you wrote. Unfortunately, she has it all wrong. You raise your hand | "Wednesdays are boring, and if I had my way, I wouldn't even be here," thought Viola Quinn, "This class is the worst, Miss. Virginia always gets it wrong."
"Quinn," one of the habits of Miss. Virginia was to call everyone by the their last names when all the other used first names, "Quinn," she called again, "I expect... | Dark feelings as they rip
Into my short life's work.
Reality must be suspended,
They don't even realize why I've written this
Yet.
Reaching in the air,
Exclaiming you're wrong and,
People stare it is not conformity it is,
Originality that is lacking.
See these words repeated again and again.
There is nothin... | |
[WP] Your English teacher explains the themes and symbolismes of up a best selling book she does not know you wrote. Unfortunately, she has it all wrong. You raise your hand | "Yes?" The teacher stares over her horn-rimmed glasses and you nearly roll your eyes. It's obvious that she's attempting to wear a faux retro ensemble, but also doesn't have the dedication or the money to truly pull it off.
"Thank you for calling on me, Mrs. Miller. Why do you think that the author's mother is the re... | Dark feelings as they rip
Into my short life's work.
Reality must be suspended,
They don't even realize why I've written this
Yet.
Reaching in the air,
Exclaiming you're wrong and,
People stare it is not conformity it is,
Originality that is lacking.
See these words repeated again and again.
There is nothin... | |
[WP] Your English teacher explains the themes and symbolismes of up a best selling book she does not know you wrote. Unfortunately, she has it all wrong. You raise your hand | *raises hand:
Actually, miss - the main character was considering her exploration of drugs and alcohol with the lens of substance abuse problems.
... I know because I wrote it and I was trying to examine, through writing, if I was an acoholic.
Oh no, my dear, you're definitely not an acoholic (future teacher maybe),... | Dark feelings as they rip
Into my short life's work.
Reality must be suspended,
They don't even realize why I've written this
Yet.
Reaching in the air,
Exclaiming you're wrong and,
People stare it is not conformity it is,
Originality that is lacking.
See these words repeated again and again.
There is nothin... | |
[WP] Your English teacher explains the themes and symbolismes of up a best selling book she does not know you wrote. Unfortunately, she has it all wrong. You raise your hand | "Yes?" The teacher stares over her horn-rimmed glasses and you nearly roll your eyes. It's obvious that she's attempting to wear a faux retro ensemble, but also doesn't have the dedication or the money to truly pull it off.
"Thank you for calling on me, Mrs. Miller. Why do you think that the author's mother is the re... | "Wednesdays are boring, and if I had my way, I wouldn't even be here," thought Viola Quinn, "This class is the worst, Miss. Virginia always gets it wrong."
"Quinn," one of the habits of Miss. Virginia was to call everyone by the their last names when all the other used first names, "Quinn," she called again, "I expect... | |
[WP] Your English teacher explains the themes and symbolismes of up a best selling book she does not know you wrote. Unfortunately, she has it all wrong. You raise your hand | *raises hand:
Actually, miss - the main character was considering her exploration of drugs and alcohol with the lens of substance abuse problems.
... I know because I wrote it and I was trying to examine, through writing, if I was an acoholic.
Oh no, my dear, you're definitely not an acoholic (future teacher maybe),... | "Wednesdays are boring, and if I had my way, I wouldn't even be here," thought Viola Quinn, "This class is the worst, Miss. Virginia always gets it wrong."
"Quinn," one of the habits of Miss. Virginia was to call everyone by the their last names when all the other used first names, "Quinn," she called again, "I expect... | |
[WP] Your English teacher explains the themes and symbolismes of up a best selling book she does not know you wrote. Unfortunately, she has it all wrong. You raise your hand | *raises hand:
Actually, miss - the main character was considering her exploration of drugs and alcohol with the lens of substance abuse problems.
... I know because I wrote it and I was trying to examine, through writing, if I was an acoholic.
Oh no, my dear, you're definitely not an acoholic (future teacher maybe),... | "You are correct."
You see, the theory about authorial intent kind of puts a kink in this question. Maybe that's not what you intended with what you wrote, but if someone else can find evidence within the text for the argument they are making, their argument isn't necessarily false. Ultimately, the ability to find evi... | |
[WP] Your English teacher explains the themes and symbolismes of up a best selling book she does not know you wrote. Unfortunately, she has it all wrong. You raise your hand | June 20th, 2002
Mom died today. Christ. I thought high school was supposed to be the best of my life. This is the worst… I know I promised her I’d write more. Mom always encouraged my creative writing… I don’t know what to write. I’m too fucking sad. I’m trying to at least start my journal back up, so there’s that, I ... | "You are correct."
You see, the theory about authorial intent kind of puts a kink in this question. Maybe that's not what you intended with what you wrote, but if someone else can find evidence within the text for the argument they are making, their argument isn't necessarily false. Ultimately, the ability to find evi... | |
[WP] Your English teacher explains the themes and symbolismes of up a best selling book she does not know you wrote. Unfortunately, she has it all wrong. You raise your hand | "Settle down, settle down," Ms. Shell says as she walks into the classroom. I glance around and see my fellow classmates doing the same. Barely anyone had been talking.
"So, let's get started. Did anyone not read the assignment?" Nobody raises their hand. "Good. Then we'll get right into it. First of all, why do you t... | "Gilligan!"
I looked up at the front of the classroom.
"Yes?"
"You want to explain how the disconnect between the species is something that needs to be considered within this section?" asked Mrs. Youkin.
I had thought it would be entertaining to submit my book for analysis, the random chance that it would have ... | |
[WP] Your English teacher explains the themes and symbolismes of up a best selling book she does not know you wrote. Unfortunately, she has it all wrong. You raise your hand | "Settle down, settle down," Ms. Shell says as she walks into the classroom. I glance around and see my fellow classmates doing the same. Barely anyone had been talking.
"So, let's get started. Did anyone not read the assignment?" Nobody raises their hand. "Good. Then we'll get right into it. First of all, why do you t... | "So what is the story really about? Could anyone answer that for me?"
Silence.
"Alright, what if I gave you the option between 'Love overcomes all' or rather 'Science overcomes all'? Anyone? Derek?" She pointed at a boy in the back of the class, slumped in his chair.
"No idea."
"Anyone else? No? Alright. Lets take ... | |
[WP] Your English teacher explains the themes and symbolismes of up a best selling book she does not know you wrote. Unfortunately, she has it all wrong. You raise your hand | Reading the book aloud in class does nothing for my self-confidence. At least once a chapter someone in the class raises their hand to go into every detail of what they didn't like. I sit in the class with my head down. When it's my turn to read aloud I can do nothing but grimace at myself in disgust over my word choic... | "So what is the story really about? Could anyone answer that for me?"
Silence.
"Alright, what if I gave you the option between 'Love overcomes all' or rather 'Science overcomes all'? Anyone? Derek?" She pointed at a boy in the back of the class, slumped in his chair.
"No idea."
"Anyone else? No? Alright. Lets take ... | |
[WP] Your English teacher explains the themes and symbolismes of up a best selling book she does not know you wrote. Unfortunately, she has it all wrong. You raise your hand | "It's interesting to note the choice of rats as an instrument of torture in 1984," Mrs. Garfield said in her soft voice. "It is, of course, Orwell's way of comparing the human condition under a totalitarian regime to that of a lab rat. Always following instructions, always bumping against walls… working for the benefit... | "So what is the story really about? Could anyone answer that for me?"
Silence.
"Alright, what if I gave you the option between 'Love overcomes all' or rather 'Science overcomes all'? Anyone? Derek?" She pointed at a boy in the back of the class, slumped in his chair.
"No idea."
"Anyone else? No? Alright. Lets take ... | |
[WP] Humans have gained the ability to fly, but at a strange cost, which is unique to each individual. | Everyone finds their own way to leave the ground. Some people make 'getting high' into a literal experience. Some people pray or meditate. Others throw themselves into their art. The one thread in common is that every person gives a part of themselves up, becomes lighter. Maybe you give up your mind, part of your capac... | Gregory was whizzing around squirrely in the sky, he had been up there for days (apparently, his family had been talking about it) and refused to come down. Someone said he had gotten really close to a transformer and later a fisherman said he had hydroplaned into the local lake. No one really knew what would happen if... | |
[WP] An alien disguised as a human ends up in a mental hospital | "Flabbit blegh", I told the nurse. Of course, this isn't what I actually wanted to say. Courtesy of my natural speaking apparatus, my telepathy, my species had no experience moving human mouths.
"Yes, dear, now where does your next of kin live?", the nurse politely asked me. Poor soul, she has no idea that an extrater... | She blinks too slowly. Three hours I’ve been here, and that’s the main thing I notice. She blinks as if she is doing it manually, like she has to remind herself to do it. Maybe a form of catatonia, I think, as I write a note in the margin. Depressive tendencies. How big a psychometric blanket can I throw over this pati... | |
[WP] An alien disguised as a human ends up in a mental hospital | "Flabbit blegh", I told the nurse. Of course, this isn't what I actually wanted to say. Courtesy of my natural speaking apparatus, my telepathy, my species had no experience moving human mouths.
"Yes, dear, now where does your next of kin live?", the nurse politely asked me. Poor soul, she has no idea that an extrater... | Dr. Skyler took a seat, examining the man in front of her. He certainly looked alien enough. His eyes bulged out of a misshapen head that twitched atop his skinny neck, and he moved like his skin was a size too small for him. "Sir," she said. "Can you tell us who you are? You were found wandering naked by the side of t... | |
[WP] An alien disguised as a human ends up in a mental hospital | "Flabbit blegh", I told the nurse. Of course, this isn't what I actually wanted to say. Courtesy of my natural speaking apparatus, my telepathy, my species had no experience moving human mouths.
"Yes, dear, now where does your next of kin live?", the nurse politely asked me. Poor soul, she has no idea that an extrater... | In 1887 I landed in London, England. I am what you might consider a biologist, with a strong interest in anthropology.
I took over the idenity of a prominent aristocrat and began to settle into my surroundings. In 1888 I began my biological research into the human anatomy - a fascinating species, so very basic and s... | |
I thought it'd be cool as a sort of setup for "are they good or evil?"
Does he truly believe that the sacrifice of one is worth the needs of the many?
The idea was derivative from watching the movie 'unbreakable'. The concept of an indestructible man on one side of the world while their polar opposite was out there ... | [WP] The worlds top superhero has the power of true invincibility and is the most loved hero on Earth. His power isn't invincibility however, it's the ability to randomly transfer the damage they've received to another living person at random. The hero is aware of this. | "Don't see many priests your age."
"They were all my age, once."
The guard buzzed the door. It slid aside electronically, revealing a long hallway. Pictures of prominent staff and visiting politicians hung in bunched intervals, along with small American flags and larger flags and plaques bearing various corporate lo... | Sherry Bell looked up to him, The Savior. He was the most successful hero the world had ever seen. He had run into and defeated almost all the super villains in the world, along with an uncounted number of nameless thieves and thugs. His two most recent were the Nefarious Doctor Domination, and the unnamed assassins. T... |
[WP] You are about to commit suicide, when a voice behind you asks you something really mundain. | EDIT: I found this sub by clicking the "random" button, and this is the first prompt I have ever done. Hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it :)
"He-hello... Miss? Do you have time?"
My heart fluttered at the sound behind me. I swallowed the alarm in my voice and cleared my throat.
"Uhh, I.. um" My brain... | The barrel of the gun had grown warm over the last 30 minutes as I fumbled with it, trying to decide if this would be my final action on this earth. My eyes were glazed in tears and yet my mouth was bone dry as I murmured the word coward under my breath. My heart rate increased, my eyes closed hard and I raised the pis... | |
[WP] You are about to commit suicide, when a voice behind you asks you something really mundain. | EDIT: I found this sub by clicking the "random" button, and this is the first prompt I have ever done. Hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it :)
"He-hello... Miss? Do you have time?"
My heart fluttered at the sound behind me. I swallowed the alarm in my voice and cleared my throat.
"Uhh, I.. um" My brain... | The train was running late. Usually I wouldn't mind so much, but today I was impatient. I was ready to get this life over with. The only thing keeping me sane was knowing that when this train arrived, I would depart from the pain. I guess I can take solace in the fact that this is the one failure that couldn't be blame... | |
[WP] You are about to commit suicide, when a voice behind you asks you something really mundain. | "So what're you gonna do? A 1080 double lariat or some shit? You gonna try and fly?"
The hair jumps on the back of my neck and I hunch over as if I was caught stealing a cookie.I turn my head to see a balding, middle aged man in a loosened tie lighting a cigarette. He resembled the same kind of typical upper managemen... | I scan the label of the sleeping pills for the ninth time, my eyes flicking over the words but the meaning not really registering. I already know its contents: 120 milligrams of Daltnea. It would be quick. It would be easy. I would finally be free from pain. The voices would leave me. I would not exist.
For a lo... | |
[WP] You are about to commit suicide, when a voice behind you asks you something really mundain. | "What had I been doing with myself these past few years?" This was the question that raddled around in my brain during the past few months. I had allowed myself to live in a form of auto pilot. The amount of inner passivity that I had lived with was atrocious. "I wish there was a reset button on my life, a way to g... | The rope coiled warmly around Hannah Ridley's neck; thirty two years old, no children, no friends, a sister she hadn't spoken to in two years, a dead dog, a living goldfish, some tatty furniture and a rug she rather liked. In the corner behind her, above a grubby phone, a single, small window was covered by a felt curt... | |
[WP] You are about to commit suicide, when a voice behind you asks you something really mundain. | The water was dark and a long distance below me. Lights lit the bridge above and to my back. A strong breeze blew through the warm night carrying scents of the bay.
Any other time it would have been a beautiful scene. A moment to feel the touch of the world upon you and bask in the glory of existence. Yet here I s... | The rope coiled warmly around Hannah Ridley's neck; thirty two years old, no children, no friends, a sister she hadn't spoken to in two years, a dead dog, a living goldfish, some tatty furniture and a rug she rather liked. In the corner behind her, above a grubby phone, a single, small window was covered by a felt curt... | |
[WP] You are about to commit suicide, when a voice behind you asks you something really mundain. | The water was dark and a long distance below me. Lights lit the bridge above and to my back. A strong breeze blew through the warm night carrying scents of the bay.
Any other time it would have been a beautiful scene. A moment to feel the touch of the world upon you and bask in the glory of existence. Yet here I s... | "What had I been doing with myself these past few years?" This was the question that raddled around in my brain during the past few months. I had allowed myself to live in a form of auto pilot. The amount of inner passivity that I had lived with was atrocious. "I wish there was a reset button on my life, a way to g... | |
[WP] The end of the world has arrived, and it's nothing like we ever anticipated. | [Sorry for mistakes. Typed this up quick on moble]
The change came slowly, a creeping monster lurking just outside of our notice. We never did figure out when exactly it started, the beginnings so subtle they’re hard to pinpoint. Most experts believe we saw the first detectable signs sometime between 2012 AD and 2020 ... | The end of the world was altogether unremarkable. Those poor souls, like myself, who work in stuffy office buildings pray for an eventful apocalypse, if for no other reason than to break up the monotony of the daily status meeting, followed by the status meetings status meeting, wrapped up later in the status of statu... | |
[Wp] [EU] Rorschach is about to put a permanent end to a serial killer, when Batman arrives on the scene, intent on stopping him. Soon after, Judge Dredd arrives to arrest the vigilantes. The most hyper-masculine, throat-growly argument ever results. | "You're a madman, Kovacs," Batman growled. "No better than the criminal scum you seek to kill."
"*Hurm*," Rorschach rasped. "*Knows my old name. Clever. But not clever enough to realize how scum like him should be treated.*" The killer writhed in Rorschach's grip.
"This is my city," Batman snarled.
"*Your city cr... | *Atop a city building on a warm night...*
"Soon you will be just another piece of scum that needs to be shoveled off the ground" Rorschach said as he held a hysterical man over the edge of a building by just his shattered forearm
"P-ple-ease" the man whimpered, just as a large shape began to appear in the night from ... | |
[WP] Earth is declared uninhabitable. Citizens are evacuated to a successfully terraformed Mars. For the first time in 9787 years, probes detect human-like life forms on Earth. | "Prepare for atmospheric entry. Touchdown in T minus five minutes. Mark." The countdown clock began, projected onto their visors. Commander Curnow stood and faced her team, her expression blank. She studied them thoroughly. They were all nervous.
The signal had been recieved little over a month ago and had sent all o... | I coughed, splattering my coffee all over my front. The screen in front of me was flashing proudly.
“What the hell?” I turned my head rapidly in all directions, searching for a towel or something to mop up my spill. Amongst the crowded mess of cords and other electronics on my desk there was no absorbent material to b... | |
[WP] Earth is declared uninhabitable. Citizens are evacuated to a successfully terraformed Mars. For the first time in 9787 years, probes detect human-like life forms on Earth. | What the shit is going on.
All we have ever known in peace. A utopian society for 9091 years. It's fantastic. There are no worries. No pain. Life is good.
So why are these sub-humans using exploding sticks to kill each other? I think it's clear how it only ruins a society. Example: World War Three, which was declared ... | I coughed, splattering my coffee all over my front. The screen in front of me was flashing proudly.
“What the hell?” I turned my head rapidly in all directions, searching for a towel or something to mop up my spill. Amongst the crowded mess of cords and other electronics on my desk there was no absorbent material to b... | |
[WP] Earth is declared uninhabitable. Citizens are evacuated to a successfully terraformed Mars. For the first time in 9787 years, probes detect human-like life forms on Earth. | "Well, we have to send someone to check it out."
"Send a damn probe, not a person."
"We've sent probes. How do you think we got the information in the first place?"
"Atmospheric probes aren't what I'm talking about, and you know it. I'm not authorizing a single soldier to set foot down there unless you four-eye pric... | I coughed, splattering my coffee all over my front. The screen in front of me was flashing proudly.
“What the hell?” I turned my head rapidly in all directions, searching for a towel or something to mop up my spill. Amongst the crowded mess of cords and other electronics on my desk there was no absorbent material to b... | |
[WP] Earth is declared uninhabitable. Citizens are evacuated to a successfully terraformed Mars. For the first time in 9787 years, probes detect human-like life forms on Earth. | "Well, we have to send someone to check it out."
"Send a damn probe, not a person."
"We've sent probes. How do you think we got the information in the first place?"
"Atmospheric probes aren't what I'm talking about, and you know it. I'm not authorizing a single soldier to set foot down there unless you four-eye pric... | “Wh- What?”
Bewilderment set in as a routine scan of Tarver’s area of responsibility showed signs of human life.
***
Probes scoured a desolate Earth, and one probe in particular belonging to the Humanity Preservation Society, detected the faintest sign of human life. That signal originating from the probe that scour... | |
[WP] Earth is declared uninhabitable. Citizens are evacuated to a successfully terraformed Mars. For the first time in 9787 years, probes detect human-like life forms on Earth. | "Well, we have to send someone to check it out."
"Send a damn probe, not a person."
"We've sent probes. How do you think we got the information in the first place?"
"Atmospheric probes aren't what I'm talking about, and you know it. I'm not authorizing a single soldier to set foot down there unless you four-eye pric... | This is my first post. Be nice.
Station Watchtower
High Earth Orbit – Over The Equator
April 29th, 13,417 CE
“Why are we here?!” groaned CPO Garroway. “Well the short answer is that you got caught inside the sky marshall's daughter” grumbled Thomlinson, “and then, when you got caught you told the Sky Marshall that I ... | |
[WP] Earth is declared uninhabitable. Citizens are evacuated to a successfully terraformed Mars. For the first time in 9787 years, probes detect human-like life forms on Earth. | Stella marveled at the beauty of the abandoned planet. The blue-green marbling of Earth always held her attention on these trips. She wished this planted were home rather than the plain, rust colored Mars.
“Computer, enter orbit” Stella directed the ships AI. She would let the craft take a full rotation of the planet... | The camera feed would slowly flick on as for a brief moment, it'd be zoomed in almost directly to the face of young man with almost a twisted expression of frustration before finally letting off a small exhale as the video feed would be properly calibrated, as he'd begin to slowly slump back down to his blank white cha... | |
[WP] Earth is declared uninhabitable. Citizens are evacuated to a successfully terraformed Mars. For the first time in 9787 years, probes detect human-like life forms on Earth. | Stella marveled at the beauty of the abandoned planet. The blue-green marbling of Earth always held her attention on these trips. She wished this planted were home rather than the plain, rust colored Mars.
“Computer, enter orbit” Stella directed the ships AI. She would let the craft take a full rotation of the planet... | "Come on, man. Let's get inside before the storm peels our skin off." Kip was my best friend, but made me work for it.
"Haven't you ever wondered what it's like to see a dust storm from the *inside*? What if it's really awesome?"
I closed my eyes, head shaking. "It'll look like you're in sand. Then you'll die. Does t... | |
[WP] Earth is declared uninhabitable. Citizens are evacuated to a successfully terraformed Mars. For the first time in 9787 years, probes detect human-like life forms on Earth. | **UPDATE: I've compiled the entire story into [a single document](https://docs.google.com/document/d/1xfgO03RAkyQ3NgLyxcH03ks0sbdXcJrEHVS8QOeZqTA/edit?usp=sharing), which is a little more polished, for everyone's viewing pleasure. I will update this document along with continuing to post here for anyone who wants to se... | "Come on, man. Let's get inside before the storm peels our skin off." Kip was my best friend, but made me work for it.
"Haven't you ever wondered what it's like to see a dust storm from the *inside*? What if it's really awesome?"
I closed my eyes, head shaking. "It'll look like you're in sand. Then you'll die. Does t... | |
[WP] Not all prisons are made of iron. | "What the... what the hell!?"
He was lost. He remembered being blaming himself.
His mind went back to see his wife crossing the street, trying to chase him. They had just another petty fight over how to spend their money. He walked away from her as tears streamed down her face, she quickly went after him, that is w... | I am so lonely in here. I can not remember the last time I saw the light and goodness of this world. Everyday I grieve and scream to escape this nightmare but it echoes over and over. One day I will escape this existence, but today will not be that day. Nor tomorrow or the next day, I have no idea, but I have no option... | |
[WP] Not all prisons are made of iron. | Day 100. One hundred days since I've seen my family, friends, and my dog, Lily. I think I miss her stupid, derp-eyed face the most. She's probably in the lap of luxury with my parents, getting to eat little bits of human food from time to time; Something I do not allow in my house. It's dog food or go to bed hungry.
... | I am so lonely in here. I can not remember the last time I saw the light and goodness of this world. Everyday I grieve and scream to escape this nightmare but it echoes over and over. One day I will escape this existence, but today will not be that day. Nor tomorrow or the next day, I have no idea, but I have no option... | |
[WP] Not all prisons are made of iron. | They all want to know what I've been doing for the past four years. Apparently, the big 4.00 isn't enough. The dual-degree isn't enough. They won't just settle for records and numbers; they want to know what I said, what I wrote, what kind of person I decided to pretend to be in college. And I don't want to tell them.
... | I am so lonely in here. I can not remember the last time I saw the light and goodness of this world. Everyday I grieve and scream to escape this nightmare but it echoes over and over. One day I will escape this existence, but today will not be that day. Nor tomorrow or the next day, I have no idea, but I have no option... | |
[WP] Not all prisons are made of iron. | Prison, not physical, but a mental prison that's what you could call it.
I had been ripped away from my family, from my friends, purely because of my actions. Not behind a cage, I had what you could call freedom in a sense. My daily living still occurred, work, shopping, cooking, but nothing ever felt worth the time ... | I am so lonely in here. I can not remember the last time I saw the light and goodness of this world. Everyday I grieve and scream to escape this nightmare but it echoes over and over. One day I will escape this existence, but today will not be that day. Nor tomorrow or the next day, I have no idea, but I have no option... | |
[WP] Not all prisons are made of iron. | Day 100. One hundred days since I've seen my family, friends, and my dog, Lily. I think I miss her stupid, derp-eyed face the most. She's probably in the lap of luxury with my parents, getting to eat little bits of human food from time to time; Something I do not allow in my house. It's dog food or go to bed hungry.
... | Yes, I know the hope I hold is futile.
It will only hurt in the end; it will only tear me and her apart.
But I can't control it... and believe me, I've tried. I've broken too many times to count.
Sometimes I think it would be best for everyone if I could run away, detangle and detatch. I wouldn't cause anyone anymo... | |
[WP] Not all prisons are made of iron. | Day 100. One hundred days since I've seen my family, friends, and my dog, Lily. I think I miss her stupid, derp-eyed face the most. She's probably in the lap of luxury with my parents, getting to eat little bits of human food from time to time; Something I do not allow in my house. It's dog food or go to bed hungry.
... | Crowley, my warden, had a face that was one part scar tissue and other part shit-eating grin.
He opened the doors of my cell open with a mock bow and a flourish. I stared at the man incredulously before dragging my shackle-bound feet into my new home. As I was halfway across the threshold, Crowley slammed the door on ... | |
[WP] Not all prisons are made of iron. | Day 100. One hundred days since I've seen my family, friends, and my dog, Lily. I think I miss her stupid, derp-eyed face the most. She's probably in the lap of luxury with my parents, getting to eat little bits of human food from time to time; Something I do not allow in my house. It's dog food or go to bed hungry.
... | "History is a genocide".
The overpass loud with the sound of overcast downpour. Cars speeding past, at what seem to be at night the speed of light. Some persistence of vision, sitting here once more, staring at grey slabs and contemplating eternity.
"There is an intolerance in god for man, just as there was an into... | |
[WP] Not all prisons are made of iron. | Day 100. One hundred days since I've seen my family, friends, and my dog, Lily. I think I miss her stupid, derp-eyed face the most. She's probably in the lap of luxury with my parents, getting to eat little bits of human food from time to time; Something I do not allow in my house. It's dog food or go to bed hungry.
... | Transmission 490173
C/M Lt G Anderson
Ships Doctor
Simulation -Begins- 1425501A
Verifying DMI Pool Data///////////////Success
Electroencephalography module 6
System ' Green ''
Synapse response; Positive
Ocular focus; Positive
Nerve electro; Positive -+1
WARNING' High Sodium Levels Detected ''
ACK
PBall; 0
P Respon... | |
[WP] Not all prisons are made of iron. | Day 100. One hundred days since I've seen my family, friends, and my dog, Lily. I think I miss her stupid, derp-eyed face the most. She's probably in the lap of luxury with my parents, getting to eat little bits of human food from time to time; Something I do not allow in my house. It's dog food or go to bed hungry.
... | When can i get out?
Why cant i ever leave?
Why cant i ever go?
Why am i stuck here?
Why does everything hate me...
Why
Why
Why
There is no escape....
There is only death
With That comes ease.
When trapped in ones mind, you begin to wish for the harshest prison. | |
[WP] Not all prisons are made of iron. | They all want to know what I've been doing for the past four years. Apparently, the big 4.00 isn't enough. The dual-degree isn't enough. They won't just settle for records and numbers; they want to know what I said, what I wrote, what kind of person I decided to pretend to be in college. And I don't want to tell them.
... | "What the... what the hell!?"
He was lost. He remembered being blaming himself.
His mind went back to see his wife crossing the street, trying to chase him. They had just another petty fight over how to spend their money. He walked away from her as tears streamed down her face, she quickly went after him, that is w... | |
[WP] A drug is released that causes people to feel completely content with their lives. The suicide rate skyrockets. | What does the drug feel like?
It feels good. It doesn't make you feel like you can do anything like Adderall does, and it doesn't make you feel the same, only slightly better, like Prozac does.
It just makes you feel good. Content. Everything is fine, even though the only food you can afford is shit, your job sucks,... | As I take the right hand turn, I notice something different. The guy who normally jumps up and tries to "clean my windshield" was sitting passively on the side of the road. As I reach the office I notice the voices don't seem to be tormenting Peter today ( troubled man with dreads who normally screams at God). Later th... | |
[WP] A drug is released that causes people to feel completely content with their lives. The suicide rate skyrockets. | Henry sat on the couch next to his girlfriend, Sara, in their small, comfy, 1-bedroom apartment. She flipped through the channels, searching for something interesting to watch.
When the channel changed to MTV, she stopped on it a moment. A newly popular band named "Their Lives" was in the middle of a live performanc... | As I take the right hand turn, I notice something different. The guy who normally jumps up and tries to "clean my windshield" was sitting passively on the side of the road. As I reach the office I notice the voices don't seem to be tormenting Peter today ( troubled man with dreads who normally screams at God). Later th... | |
[WP] A drug is released that causes people to feel completely content with their lives. The suicide rate skyrockets. | *Excerpt from the NY Times, February 11th 2034*
>The FDA wanted to ban it. But it had no real reason, the clinical trials did well and there were no documented side effects on the test subjects. They had only one real argument, a paper published in a journal of speculative medicine which said that happiness, like e... | As I take the right hand turn, I notice something different. The guy who normally jumps up and tries to "clean my windshield" was sitting passively on the side of the road. As I reach the office I notice the voices don't seem to be tormenting Peter today ( troubled man with dreads who normally screams at God). Later th... | |
[WP] A drug is released that causes people to feel completely content with their lives. The suicide rate skyrockets. | What does the drug feel like?
It feels good. It doesn't make you feel like you can do anything like Adderall does, and it doesn't make you feel the same, only slightly better, like Prozac does.
It just makes you feel good. Content. Everything is fine, even though the only food you can afford is shit, your job sucks,... | The small blue pill reminds me of something, a distant memory at back from my younger years, when everything was crazy. These days I am much more relaxed. My depression used to eat me alive, but ever since this little guy came out I always feel okay. That's all I have ever wanted. What more could I need? Maybe real hap... | |
[WP] A drug is released that causes people to feel completely content with their lives. The suicide rate skyrockets. | Henry sat on the couch next to his girlfriend, Sara, in their small, comfy, 1-bedroom apartment. She flipped through the channels, searching for something interesting to watch.
When the channel changed to MTV, she stopped on it a moment. A newly popular band named "Their Lives" was in the middle of a live performanc... | The small blue pill reminds me of something, a distant memory at back from my younger years, when everything was crazy. These days I am much more relaxed. My depression used to eat me alive, but ever since this little guy came out I always feel okay. That's all I have ever wanted. What more could I need? Maybe real hap... | |
[WP] A drug is released that causes people to feel completely content with their lives. The suicide rate skyrockets. | *Excerpt from the NY Times, February 11th 2034*
>The FDA wanted to ban it. But it had no real reason, the clinical trials did well and there were no documented side effects on the test subjects. They had only one real argument, a paper published in a journal of speculative medicine which said that happiness, like e... | The needle slips out and the nurse smiles. That’s all you’ll need now, she says, as your mind stills. Your heart stops racing and the anxiety, the panic, the unsettling flapping of birds behind your eyes stops as the drug reaches out and clips their wings.
The beasts are caged. How do you feel?
How do you feel, as y... | |
[WP] A drug is released that causes people to feel completely content with their lives. The suicide rate skyrockets. | "Are you tired of having dreams that you will never achieve? Tired of wanting it all but not being able grab it? Do you set realistically unrealistic goals for yourself? Drozenol may be just right for you."
Her glossy eyes stared into my soul through the television screen. Occasionally she would tilt her head ever so... | The needle slips out and the nurse smiles. That’s all you’ll need now, she says, as your mind stills. Your heart stops racing and the anxiety, the panic, the unsettling flapping of birds behind your eyes stops as the drug reaches out and clips their wings.
The beasts are caged. How do you feel?
How do you feel, as y... | |
[WP] A depressed and suicidal man starts to take up incredibly dangerous hobbies in order to die doing something unimportant. Over the years, he's inadvertently grown to be pretty good at those pastimes. | Trent was beloved by his entire community. Not a single person could speak ill of him. He was perceived as the wise guru, constantly helping others and trying his best to make everyones' lives better. The whole town had no clue how badly he wanted to kill himself.
Selflessness is seen as a mostly desirable trait. Tren... | It's odd how it began. One drunken morning I decided that I was done, I've had enough. I've given it my all, and now I can move onto... something else, even if it would be nothing, it would still be better than this.
Stumbling over to the medicine cabinet with one eye open to keep the room from spinning completely ou... |
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