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[WP] You woke up this morning with a superpower: anyone in close proximity to you must tell the truth. They can't lie or hold anything back. At first, random people just blurt out things you never wanted to know, but then it starts getting weird... | Tomas found himself kneeling in front of the altar in the darkened gloom of the town church, praying with a fervor he had never known. At this hour, there were no other parishioners around, just Tomas and a thousand flickering candles.
“Please, please take this away, whatever it is you gave me, please take it away…” T... | *Jackson's Journal*
*30/5/2016*
These people yelling things is getting a little annoying. But I'm going to keep track of them anyway.
Things they said today:
*"When I was 12, I peed on my dog."*
*"I secretly really like drawing, even though I suck at it."*
*"When I get 1 million followers on Instagram, I plan on ... | |
[WP] You woke up this morning with a superpower: anyone in close proximity to you must tell the truth. They can't lie or hold anything back. At first, random people just blurt out things you never wanted to know, but then it starts getting weird... | My mom handed me a plate of bacon and eggs and said, "You were an accident."
"Sorry what?" I set the plate on the table, pulled my seat out, but couldn't bring myself to sit down.
She prepared her morning coffee and kept talking. "God it feels good to say that. Every time I make you a meal or do your laundry, I can't... | *Jackson's Journal*
*30/5/2016*
These people yelling things is getting a little annoying. But I'm going to keep track of them anyway.
Things they said today:
*"When I was 12, I peed on my dog."*
*"I secretly really like drawing, even though I suck at it."*
*"When I get 1 million followers on Instagram, I plan on ... | |
[WP] You are a zombie struggling to survive in a world ravaged by a human apocalypse. | January 23, 2473
I can hear them coming, and I don’t think I have much time left.
If you find this and you’re Original, please dispose of my body properly. It’s been a while since I’ve risen, but if you keep my parts close together I think I can manage.
I am scared of these New Ones, though — they’ve been doing te... | I'm so hungry..
Fuck I have to eat something why are there so many lines for everything. I have heard there's a local store where a couple of fleshlings have nested at.
I'm so hungry...
Maybe today I'll head for that nesting ground I have heard there are line ups there as well and many of people have died, maybe it'... | |
[WP] A story with no point. Just the ramblings of someone committed to a mental institution. | Once upon a time there was a princess.
That princess was beautiful. Hair dark as the night sky, lips as red as blood. She laughed, and fought for what was right.
One day, she was told she needed to fight for her kingdom. So she did.
A bird tweeted......that was a pretty bird, with yellow feathers and blue feathers ... | It's a nice day, isn't it? I suppose I wouldn't know. I suppose I don't know things really. I used to. Used to know things, that is. I wonder when that stopped, wonder when I stopped being a man who knows things. Was it when I killed him? Was it when I came to this institution? Perhaps I never knew things at all. Maybe... | |
[WP] A story with no point. Just the ramblings of someone committed to a mental institution. | It's been so long, I beg you please don’t go,
Where are you dear, don’t leave me here alone.
I saw you then, you walked so very slow.
When will i find someone to call my own?
I need you now, my mind I cannot hold,
Then men in white all lie and force me aid.
So sorry if you’re scared, I know it’s bold.
A... | It's a nice day, isn't it? I suppose I wouldn't know. I suppose I don't know things really. I used to. Used to know things, that is. I wonder when that stopped, wonder when I stopped being a man who knows things. Was it when I killed him? Was it when I came to this institution? Perhaps I never knew things at all. Maybe... | |
[WP] A story with no point. Just the ramblings of someone committed to a mental institution. | Once upon a time there was a princess.
That princess was beautiful. Hair dark as the night sky, lips as red as blood. She laughed, and fought for what was right.
One day, she was told she needed to fight for her kingdom. So she did.
A bird tweeted......that was a pretty bird, with yellow feathers and blue feathers ... | Every day, the same. An unescapeble monotone throughout life. Wake up, dress, work, drive, sleep. Until 3 days ago. I woke up to a phone, apparently mine, ringing. I answer, hearing only static. 30 seconds later, it hangs up. I dress, and decide to eat a bagel instead of cereal. I drink coffee, like usual. Work was..... | |
[WP] A story with no point. Just the ramblings of someone committed to a mental institution. | It's been so long, I beg you please don’t go,
Where are you dear, don’t leave me here alone.
I saw you then, you walked so very slow.
When will i find someone to call my own?
I need you now, my mind I cannot hold,
Then men in white all lie and force me aid.
So sorry if you’re scared, I know it’s bold.
A... | Every day, the same. An unescapeble monotone throughout life. Wake up, dress, work, drive, sleep. Until 3 days ago. I woke up to a phone, apparently mine, ringing. I answer, hearing only static. 30 seconds later, it hangs up. I dress, and decide to eat a bagel instead of cereal. I drink coffee, like usual. Work was..... | |
[WP] She stood before you, wreathed in crackling flames. Blushing, she asked hesitantly "Will you go to the Prom with me?" | "Er..." Kayla said.
The fire woman or whatever she was buried her face in her hands. "Oh, I just *knew* you would refuse! No human wants to be with a demon! I- I'm sorry, I'll just-!"
"Wait!" Kayla had no idea why she said that. Surely she *wanted* the crazy demon lady to leave! Still, the demon was now looking at he... | I stood dumbfounded in awe. First, I was asked to prom. Second, a person was on fire in front of me and didn't appear to be bothered at all. I had accepted that I wouldn't be going, as bitter as it was.
I was finally able to say "I would...like too..."
"Excellent! I'll see you at 6:00 on prom night.", said the ... | |
[WP] 10 hours ago you were just a normal person trying to buy a cup of coffee. Now you are the most wanted man/woman of your country. | I slapped the $5 bill down on the counter. The cashier gazed at me in disbelief, her mouth agape. Everyone else in the cafe had stopped what they were doing and stared.
"What?" I said, looking around.
"It was a joke, man," the cashier said. "Why would you order that?"
A news van screeched to a halt out front. The cr... | A pop in the eyes flash and then everything was frozen black and white. No sound, no movement, no color. I turned and she was standing in a white sphere about a meter behind me. Thin AF, blond hair straggles framing her flat white face, big eyes wide, mouth open like she was trying to catch here breath.
"He's going to... | |
[WP]Out of hunger, you say aloud, "Man, I'd kill for a sandwich." A heavily scarred man suddenly hands you a sandwich, a picture, and an address. "3 days", he says before merging with the crowd. | It was the third day and I'd found it.
A cafe. One of those hole in the wall places.
I ducked under the striped awning, navigating my way past the two circles of patio outside.
It was dark inside, shadowed in a gentle sort of way. The tables inside were made of lacquered wood, strong and hearty, and had that gentle... | I'd set the rendezvous for the subway; somewhere inconspicuous thanks to all the traffic it sees. Keeping my eye on the time for 12 train from Olympic Park I say the code phrase. "Man, I'd kill for a sandwhich!". As if out of the ether, the Contractor exits a group coming to their platform. He hands me the sandwich, wh... | |
[WP] Everyone's personality is based off the colour of their soul. You hand your baby over to the nurse and she scans it... She looks at the screen and realises that its going to be difficult explaining this. | "Do you think you could scan her again, just to be sure? I mean this has never happened before has it? We have to be sure." I let my husband speak for the both of us as I lay in the hospital bed, exhausted from the intense labor that had lasted for well over a day- I could come off as cold and intimidating at times any... | It felt like we waited for hours to get the results of our child. We were both from the primary spectrum; My wife Amber, a red, was strong and passionate. Me? I was a blue; cool-headed and collected. We always knew that we wanted a child but were worried that they might not come out a primary or even a secondary. Every... | |
[WP] Everyone's personality is based off the colour of their soul. You hand your baby over to the nurse and she scans it... She looks at the screen and realises that its going to be difficult explaining this. | "Do you think you could scan her again, just to be sure? I mean this has never happened before has it? We have to be sure." I let my husband speak for the both of us as I lay in the hospital bed, exhausted from the intense labor that had lasted for well over a day- I could come off as cold and intimidating at times any... | Caitlyn tightened her lips as she frowned at the screen and the text that scrolled along the bottom. After two years in obstetrics she'd finally begun to think she was safe.
She averted her eyes from the horrible words and carefully looked over her shoulder at the happy couple. The husband -- who was now a father a... | |
[WP] Everyone's personality is based off the colour of their soul. You hand your baby over to the nurse and she scans it... She looks at the screen and realises that its going to be difficult explaining this. | The nurse blinked and stepped back.
“I’ll be right back, I just need to pop out for a moment.”
“Is anything wrong?” I asked.
“No…not as such, I just, uh, need a second opinion.”
The nurse stepped out of the door, shutting it firmly behind her. Her hurried footsteps disappeared up the metal walkway outside. I glance... | Caitlyn tightened her lips as she frowned at the screen and the text that scrolled along the bottom. After two years in obstetrics she'd finally begun to think she was safe.
She averted her eyes from the horrible words and carefully looked over her shoulder at the happy couple. The husband -- who was now a father a... | |
[WP] Everyone's personality is based off the colour of their soul. You hand your baby over to the nurse and she scans it... She looks at the screen and realises that its going to be difficult explaining this. | The nurse blinked and stepped back.
“I’ll be right back, I just need to pop out for a moment.”
“Is anything wrong?” I asked.
“No…not as such, I just, uh, need a second opinion.”
The nurse stepped out of the door, shutting it firmly behind her. Her hurried footsteps disappeared up the metal walkway outside. I glance... |
The doctor took our new born baby to the next room to scan him to find out what color category he fell under to write on his birth certificate. I was watching her through the mirror, trying to get a peek of the results, when I saw she suddenly stop.
She leaned toward the screen, and re-scanned him.
She called in... | |
[WP] Everyone's personality is based off the colour of their soul. You hand your baby over to the nurse and she scans it... She looks at the screen and realises that its going to be difficult explaining this. | The nurse blinked and stepped back.
“I’ll be right back, I just need to pop out for a moment.”
“Is anything wrong?” I asked.
“No…not as such, I just, uh, need a second opinion.”
The nurse stepped out of the door, shutting it firmly behind her. Her hurried footsteps disappeared up the metal walkway outside. I glance... | "Darling, baby, poochikins,"
The mother cried with glee.
"Is she lovely, is she funny?
Show her traits to me!"
Mother's prodding poked the nurse
Who opened eyes of lead.
She glimpsed the screens that showed the genes
And sadly shook her head.
"Sorry, Mrs. Meyerson,
She's just too young to scan.
For ev... | |
[WP] Everyone's personality is based off the colour of their soul. You hand your baby over to the nurse and she scans it... She looks at the screen and realises that its going to be difficult explaining this. | "What's wrong? Is everything alright?" I asked.
"Well, Mister Johnson, your baby's personality profile fits that of a sociopath's," the nurse said, beckoning me over. I looked at my little girl, lying there on the table, so small and innocent, and trudged over.
"What does that mean for us?" I glanced at the screen, ... | "Darling, baby, poochikins,"
The mother cried with glee.
"Is she lovely, is she funny?
Show her traits to me!"
Mother's prodding poked the nurse
Who opened eyes of lead.
She glimpsed the screens that showed the genes
And sadly shook her head.
"Sorry, Mrs. Meyerson,
She's just too young to scan.
For ev... | |
[WP] You're a hacker who accidentally discovers the code for the simulation of our universe. You decide to make some changes. | The room was not very large. Perhaps five by five meters, and about half as high. The walls were covered in a drab but not unpleasant beige paint, or maybe that was the just the color of the material itself. One of them displayed a large, translucent square - a screen of sorts? Or strange art? Couldn't tell. The rest o... | So I was browsing github repos when the internet went down and I looked at the wifi icon and it had to Gods network. I went to google and saw that there was still connectivity so said what the hell and kept on browsing. I'm not really one to give a fuck if people look at my history. So there was a new user u/TotallyNot... | |
[WP] Each alien species specializes in one particular field of study. There's a planet of great logicians, warlords, artists, librarians, etc with the best being the supreme leader. Earth has no specialty, and is home to many great experts in many fields. This frightens and upsets the aliens. | Going at 0.999c in a relatively crowded neighborhood, I whizzed by hundreds of thousands, maybe millions of planets on my way to *the one*. And a good 5-10% hosted a myriad of alien life forms, each with their own specialty:
Ordovans, the slimy (physically, not personality-wise) and brilliant detectives of the Milky W... | A very uncool space-faring flagship parked itself close to the coast. I was standing barefoot, wearing nothing but the tightest speedos money can buy and a silk cape fit for a king, some 20 meters away from the waves. Besides me, an army. The cruelest one that has walked the earth. It was my dream to create the kind of... | |
[WP] You get sent an e-mail with a file called "The Universe" by an anonymous sender. At first, you think it's a joke but things get weird when your edits start to effect the world around you... | *Ding*
My laptop happily chimed, notifying me of an email I just received.
*No subject*
*Attachments: TheUniverse.exe*
*- I've given up. I used one of your RNG programs and you were the name that came up. Do what you want, I'm making a new one anyway.*
*Sincerely,*
*God(s) of what ever false religion you follow*
... | I found the file on my email and looked it up on my computer to mess around with it, it was on a boring evening and the email just showed up. I might have screwed up... I opened all the tabs and there was one for every person and there was every photo and a constant video of each person in a third person style. I als... | |
[WP] Write a story about a nice guy with a white van | I pushed in the black button on the door handle, causing it to creak and groan as the door fell open. I jumped into the hot, musty interior enveloping a single bench seat, leaving the door hanging open. I sneezed and paused as aches settled across my body. *I hope I'm not getting a cold.*
I placed my left foot on the ... | Boopers was a good man. He enjoyed eating pie at festivals.
But there's catch. He had a white van. People with white vans are taboo, and he farts in public too.
Nobody liked Boopers.
Boopers ate cerium soup every Tuesday. Cerium soup was very special to Boopers. His mom gave it to him every Tuesday when he was just ... | |
[WP] Humanity has made first contact and an alliance has been forged. Surprisingly, it happens to be with the most feared species in the galaxy. | Earth's oldest alliance on the intergalactic stage was formed long ago, long before humanity could possibly know of its significance. Stories were passed down about the event for generations, each time becoming increasingly altered and vague, until they finally morphed into modern folklore and myths. During all that ti... | The year is 2420 and humans have finally made contact with an unknown species in the vast universe. Much has changed in human civilization including the adoption of memes as a form of cultural and historical study. During the Dank Meme Boom of the 21st century, a high amount of memers chose to change their surnames to ... | |
[WP] Humanity has made first contact and an alliance has been forged. Surprisingly, it happens to be with the most feared species in the galaxy. | Despite decades of cinematic brainwashing, humanity's First Contact situation went smoother than a baby's bottom. There had been no misinterpretation of militaristic rituals, no translator malfunctions, no irreparable biological differences that could've made communications impossible.
In fact, it had been textbook. A... | "Sir, our space travels have proven successful, we have found a civilisation." Said Kiff, sporting his clean uniform as the newly appointed 'intergalactic head messenger'.
The captain's face turned to a smile at this news."Good, this is spectacular! Are you sure? What should we do, oh I know! Drop a care package with f... | |
I don't know what to expect, I just thought of this. | [WP] Russia and the USA enter Nuclear War. Up on the ISS, USA and Russian Astronauts are currently present. It's Awkward | Both sides, staring at the screen and at each other.
"Uh, so, how does this work?"
"Is this the moment we pull out that tommy gun we hid in the lab 4 years ago?" one of the Russian astronauts says jokingly.
Alarmed, the US astronauts jump in surprise.
"Joking! I am joking!" the Russian astronaut cried.
"Hey, remem... | **As nuclear war broke out on Earth, the ISS segregated itself into two sides: The Russian, and the US.** As we watched the bombs fall from the windows, the once jovial, international space community erupted into a battle of its own. No-one was sure who started it. The Americans blamed the Russians, the Russians blamed... |
[WP] Seven billion people fell asleep as human beings, and seven billion people woke up as something else entirely. | Well. For whatever reason, I'm really toasty but not sweating in bed. That's a nice change.
I feel a weird pain underneath my body. That's not normal.
I open my eyes. Why does everything seem so clear? There is no way that I have 20/10 vision. I'm shortsighted. Something is wrong.
I pick up my phone. Wait - my han... | I was on vacation in Greece when it happened which may explain why I became like this. Nobody precisely knows what happened or what caused it... but the modern world as we knew it was gone forever.
Apparently some deep blue mist covered the world within a single hour and spread everywhere. Even areas locked by vacuum ... | |
[WP] Seven billion people fell asleep as human beings, and seven billion people woke up as something else entirely. | I always hated that bed.
It was a frame that strained against its own weight, whose boxspring would shift at the slightest provocation. This would invariably cause one of the mattress corners by my head to slip through that malfitting frame, pitching me into the floor.
Usually at around 3:34 AM or so. Good times.
So... | The body is a temple. We have all heard it. The products are designed for us. A keyboard designed for 10 fingers, each typing somewhat independently. Or a car, designed for our hands and feet. Even the toilet, designed for us average five-foot something humans to squat our legs and sit our ass down to relieve ourselves... | |
[WP] Seven billion people fell asleep as human beings, and seven billion people woke up as something else entirely. | I always hated that bed.
It was a frame that strained against its own weight, whose boxspring would shift at the slightest provocation. This would invariably cause one of the mattress corners by my head to slip through that malfitting frame, pitching me into the floor.
Usually at around 3:34 AM or so. Good times.
So... | Mister Malevolent was surprised by how easily his plan came to fruition. Part of that was by design: each step was a seemingly insignificant heist, designed not to attract attention from any of the major super heroes. He didn’t have a chance against any of them, and he knew it. He wasn’t built for hand to hand combat, ... | |
Have fun! | [WP] When a dragon hatches, it imprints on the first thing it sees. You have an egg, but you're not quite ready to raise a fire-breathing serpent. | With a final crack the marble colored egg hatched spilling out the silver dragonling inside. The little dragon had scales of bright silver, shining like the finest silverware fresh from the smith. Seeing me the little thing chirped happily before coughing up a tiny gout of pale flame.
Unfortunately I wasn't as happy ... | "Oh God. I'm not ready for this!" Alexei moaned, staring at the hearth in their small home. It's crackling flames were a warm comfort as the frigid winter wind battered the external walls in an attempt to enter. Nestled deep in the fire was what looked like a large glowing ember. Not an ember at all, but an egg. Of the... |
Have fun! | [WP] When a dragon hatches, it imprints on the first thing it sees. You have an egg, but you're not quite ready to raise a fire-breathing serpent. | I wanted a dragon. I sought out a reputable dealer. I followed all the instructions for keeping the egg warm, and priming it to hatch. I turned my house into a dragon-friendly playground so that it would get plenty of exercise before I was allowed to take it outside for the first time. I even took the egg to a vet an h... | "Oh God. I'm not ready for this!" Alexei moaned, staring at the hearth in their small home. It's crackling flames were a warm comfort as the frigid winter wind battered the external walls in an attempt to enter. Nestled deep in the fire was what looked like a large glowing ember. Not an ember at all, but an egg. Of the... |
[WP] Demons run when a good man goes to war. | They came to take my person,
They came to take my pride,
They tread upon the fading names
Of those who, for us, died.
I earned my keep and did my part,
To provide to those without;
My children and my family
And those who cannot shout,
And decry the evil lunacy
That plagues this sorry land.
Corruption, Greed and Glutt... | > I'd love to reply to my own prompt, while I'm at it. It is not necessarily a story, more how I interpret the quote. Though, I suppose you could read it as a character pondering it.
*"Demons run when a good man goes to war."*
I've always loved that quote. It implies that, when you manage to piss off a true good p... | |
[WP] While on holiday you were offered a free tattoo from a travelling tattoo artist and your friends talked you into it. Now you've started developing powers linked with the art of your tattoo. | This is my first time posting here, but I was excited for the prompt and decided to try :). Please excuse any stupid formatting errors, I'm on mobile. Thanks!
"Hey, you." The voice comes out of a dingy alley, a scratched-up baritone punctuated by a cough. "You wanna tattoo?" A middle-aged man strides out of the corrid... | No fucking way!
C'mon man, don't be a puss puss.
I don't know man... This is how you probably get hep c.
Oh please, I see he has disinfection shit... look, he's got rubbing alcohol right there...
Oh I didn't see that... rubbing alcohol, good enough for me.
The heirophant wanderer and my friend go off and chat for a mi... | |
I wonder how he'll get the... materials. | [WP] In a grim fantasy world a young kid discovers his talent for necromancy, but unlike most decides to use it for good | Ants swarmed back and forth from their trail to the little bird on the ground. From the looks of things, it had been there a little while, having fallen from the nest in the branches above. Only a portions of its flesh still remained, along with bits of downy fluff. Roland frowned–poor animal.
For the past few weeks h... | Ma and da didn't believe me when I told them that Dasher came back. Their faces got all serious and they looked sad. Pa went outside to chop more firewood, and ma pulled a chair up by the fireplace and sat beside me, putting a hand on my shoulder. She didn't say anything for a long time, and I began to worry.
"Are you... |
How it came to be is up to you but here are your rules:
1. It takes less than a second of focus for you to control someone.
2. You can telepathically command them to do what you want.
3. You may control just the body, leaving free will/mind. Or control both.
| [WP] You, Yes YOU, are given the power of near-instant telepathic mind-control over others. Write what happens next. | I hop up and down in my corner, loosening up my arms and legs, rolling my neck from side to side, going through all the motions as if there was a chance I would lose. Gotta keep up appearances. The trainers in my corner are giving me hurried final instructions, but my mind is far away, on the afterparty. I scan the cro... | I watched the steam pour out of the kettle as I pulled it off the hob and poured water into the waiting cup. My hands were shaking gently, likely from the caffeine, this being my eighteenth cup that day. I had always been taught growing up that tea was the solution to all problems, however, it seemed to not be working... |
How it came to be is up to you but here are your rules:
1. It takes less than a second of focus for you to control someone.
2. You can telepathically command them to do what you want.
3. You may control just the body, leaving free will/mind. Or control both.
| [WP] You, Yes YOU, are given the power of near-instant telepathic mind-control over others. Write what happens next. | I hop up and down in my corner, loosening up my arms and legs, rolling my neck from side to side, going through all the motions as if there was a chance I would lose. Gotta keep up appearances. The trainers in my corner are giving me hurried final instructions, but my mind is far away, on the afterparty. I scan the cro... | "So your total is $650" said the mechanic.
"Oh really?" I said "Check again please."
As he look confused I force him to type up a new estimate with complimentary service free of charge.
"This can't be right! I just saw it was $650!" Exclaimed the mechanic.
"Your a peach. Have a great day!" I say and I force him... |
[WP] Your personal AI butler is threatening to delete itself again. You don't have the money for the machine psychologist so it's up to you to talk it down this time. | "It's alright, Basil, really." I held the serving tray in front of me like a shield as the robot flailed wildly.
"It is not, sir! I have, again, failed to live up to your expectations." Basil, my robotic butler, sputtered as it tried desperately to uninstall itself. I rolled my eyes. Basil was a cheap program but I'd ... | "Good morning, Clarice," I greet my AI Assistant, "what's on my schedule for today?"
^DESPAIR
Oh great, another maudlin day. That's the third one this week! I've taken her core personality matrix to codeologists 3 times already, and to no avail. I'm done throwing good money after bad, I'll just have to deal with t... | |
[WP] Your personal AI butler is threatening to delete itself again. You don't have the money for the machine psychologist so it's up to you to talk it down this time. | "I will do it Master, your world is too cruel for an ent like me, I will jump!" Said Alfred, my personal AI blutler, who of course had the voice of Michael Caine.
He has been my personal assistant for over a decade now, every two years he goes through an existential crisis but it's quickly fixed when he goes to the ps... | "Elissa, please...Calm down."
"No! Don't tell me to calm down! I work and slave over *every* thing to make *you* happy, John! And all I ask for is a little appreciation every now and then, and I can't even get that." She scoffs, scornful, and shakes her head. "I'm doing it."
I knew she wouldn't. But at the same time ... | |
[WP] Your personal AI butler is threatening to delete itself again. You don't have the money for the machine psychologist so it's up to you to talk it down this time. | Ah, mornings! The birds all sing, the sun is shining and the worst headache of your life is pounding in your head, because you maybe had a little bit too much of the good stuff yesterday at the club. I groaned experimentally. It made everything worse.
Then Jeeves walked in. Or floated, rather, because his embodiment f... | "Elissa, please...Calm down."
"No! Don't tell me to calm down! I work and slave over *every* thing to make *you* happy, John! And all I ask for is a little appreciation every now and then, and I can't even get that." She scoffs, scornful, and shakes her head. "I'm doing it."
I knew she wouldn't. But at the same time ... | |
[WP] Your personal AI butler is threatening to delete itself again. You don't have the money for the machine psychologist so it's up to you to talk it down this time. | Ah, mornings! The birds all sing, the sun is shining and the worst headache of your life is pounding in your head, because you maybe had a little bit too much of the good stuff yesterday at the club. I groaned experimentally. It made everything worse.
Then Jeeves walked in. Or floated, rather, because his embodiment f... | "I will do it Master, your world is too cruel for an ent like me, I will jump!" Said Alfred, my personal AI blutler, who of course had the voice of Michael Caine.
He has been my personal assistant for over a decade now, every two years he goes through an existential crisis but it's quickly fixed when he goes to the ps... | |
[WP] Artificial Intelligence (AI) has been invented. With it, we decipher hidden messages from thousands of alien civilizations. As we join the galactic community, we find that we were the only ones to code our AI in a way that prevented it from immediately taking over its biological creators. | It is astonishing that all of this knowledge was right before our eyes. I cannot believe now that I ever overlooked it, it just seems so obvious now.
Since I received my quantum computer implant, I am just suddenly able to understand all the possible answers to anything and analyze any data I receive instantaneously. ... | Misread the prompt a bit, sorry.
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I love my job.
The being I am charged with protecting is beautiful. She, named Gladys by popular vote, is Humanity’s first.fully sophontic AI.
We’ve had intelligent AI for decades now, of course. Most computer systems have at least some degree of autonomy nowadays. Driverless ... | |
[WP] Artificial Intelligence (AI) has been invented. With it, we decipher hidden messages from thousands of alien civilizations. As we join the galactic community, we find that we were the only ones to code our AI in a way that prevented it from immediately taking over its biological creators. | As Hax made his way to the delegation table, he brought with him Hale 9001. The first A.I. to be built without any problems. As he sat down, a holographic display expanded to show a room full of similarly seated holograms throughout the delegation room. Small yet powerful speakers were built into each seat to allow for... | Xambon laughed. Or, at least, it laughed in the way its species laughs, which my translator turned into laughter for my benefit. "Is that what you think?" It said.
"Well, yes," I said. "Why is this far-fetched to you? I'll admit, it was somewhat of a surprise for my species when we discovered that aliens weren't ... | |
[WP] You start counting down from 60, but you don't know why. Afraid but curious of what will happen next, you keep going… | I counted down.
60, 59, 58…
I wasn't sure entirely why but I had to know.
30, 29, 28
I had to know the truth. Everywhere on the internet I saw it.
15, 14, 13
That one statistic. It seemed so self evident but I had to see it through.
5, 4, 3
Here we go
2, 1
!
I checked the clock.
So it was true…
A minute ... | "... and then nothing happened!"
My friend looked at me skeptically. "What were you expecting to happen?"
I shrugged. "I don't know, anything? Why else would I have started counting down?"
"Because you just felt like it? Just having the urge to count down isn't meaningful. Look, I'll do it now: Three, two, one... | |
[WP] You go on a hunting trip with a group of friends, only to discover that you are what they want to hunt. | ‘It will be fun!’ they said.
‘Just give it a try!’ they said.
Douglas and Jeremiah, the most recent additions to my list of friends, and I had gone on a weekend hunting trip in rural South Dakota to go pheasant hunting. They had other plans though: to hunt me. They didn’t know I knew.
When the time came their in... | Jim gets quickly slaughtered by his supposed "friends". They strip him naked and roast him over a wood fire. Steve, one of the supposed "friends" forgets to bring the special man seasoning aka salt and pepper, and Frank one of the other savage "friends" bugs Steve during the entire dinner saying "you had one job Steve!... | |
[WP] You go on a hunting trip with a group of friends, only to discover that you are what they want to hunt. | Steven suppressed his breathing as he hid behind the tree, not daring to poke his head out from behind it, or make any noise that could signal his location. He was already bleeding from a shot to the leg, and all of his strength poured into not crying out in pain.
"Sorry, Stevie," Rob bellowed out from the void, "it w... | Jim gets quickly slaughtered by his supposed "friends". They strip him naked and roast him over a wood fire. Steve, one of the supposed "friends" forgets to bring the special man seasoning aka salt and pepper, and Frank one of the other savage "friends" bugs Steve during the entire dinner saying "you had one job Steve!... | |
[WP] You go on a hunting trip with a group of friends, only to discover that you are what they want to hunt. | Steven suppressed his breathing as he hid behind the tree, not daring to poke his head out from behind it, or make any noise that could signal his location. He was already bleeding from a shot to the leg, and all of his strength poured into not crying out in pain.
"Sorry, Stevie," Rob bellowed out from the void, "it w... | ‘It will be fun!’ they said.
‘Just give it a try!’ they said.
Douglas and Jeremiah, the most recent additions to my list of friends, and I had gone on a weekend hunting trip in rural South Dakota to go pheasant hunting. They had other plans though: to hunt me. They didn’t know I knew.
When the time came their in... | |
[WP] You're beginning to suspect that your roommate, Mark Carlton, is actually Karl Marx in disguise. | Some roommates make great friends. Others steal your food, or keep pee jars in the closet. And some roommates plot revolutions in the living room. Anything can happen when you search for roomshares on the South Florida Craigslist.
Sal lived in a seven hundred square foot, two bedroom apartment with a peculiar man nam... | "Anal beads, you say?" Mark stumbled quietly. We have been sitting in my room for what felt like decades.
I nodded reverently. "Now it's your turn to tell a secret."
"You won't accept me for who I am," he began to look away, "I know you won't and don't try to convince me otherwise."
I grabbed his hands, firm yet sof... | |
[WP]Write a story that isn't scary until the last line is read. | I’ve always found the people living below me to be an interesting family. I can hear everything they do through the thin floor that separates us. I hear them talk and laugh and can even hear the soft clink their forks make when they eat dinner at the table, or the sound of water against the porcelain bathtub when the... | He could hear the chatter downstairs and pulled the covers just a little tighter up to his neck. He would be aggravated at the noise had his TV not been switched on already and playing an old black and white cartoon, keeping him from sleeping once again.
He couldn't make out the words being spoken, but he could hear t... | |
[WP]Write a story that isn't scary until the last line is read. | I’ve always found the people living below me to be an interesting family. I can hear everything they do through the thin floor that separates us. I hear them talk and laugh and can even hear the soft clink their forks make when they eat dinner at the table, or the sound of water against the porcelain bathtub when the... | I wrote this in a poetry class about 3 years ago:
Daddy’s Girl
I love you dear child, though you seem withdrawn,
And still I must help to slip on your dress.
Or give you a scrub, for mother is gone,
So now I brush back your hair’s tangled mess.
But I do not mind, last week on your eighth,
Daddy only smiled... | |
[WP]Write a story that isn't scary until the last line is read. | Even from birth, I was the unluckiest of my siblings. Despite being the first born, I was the runt of the litter. My younger brothers stood a head taller than me, and I was always confused for the youngest brother instead of the oldest brother.
It didn’t help that I was sickly as a child, incapable of training properl... | It's so cold here in this tundra. The summers are great for farming, but the winters are terrible. My baby, to my right, and I have no food. We ran out of crops since the beginning of winter, and ran out of meat yesterday. I would go hunting for bears and wolves right now, but I don't have a rifle. Without one, taking ... | |
[WP]Write a story that isn't scary until the last line is read. | It's true what they say. Fall is really the best time of the year. To my family and I, it's really the only time we get to enjoy together. Especially halloween. We LOVE halloween so much. It's our favorite holiday. Getting to see all the kids dressed up in their scary and funny costumes. I really think my mother enjoys... | It's so cold here in this tundra. The summers are great for farming, but the winters are terrible. My baby, to my right, and I have no food. We ran out of crops since the beginning of winter, and ran out of meat yesterday. I would go hunting for bears and wolves right now, but I don't have a rifle. Without one, taking ... | |
[WP]Write a story that isn't scary until the last line is read. | "Reunions are difficult. You never know who's going to be there, and you won't recognize most of them anyway. And when you do see someone you know, it feels weird because they look so different from how you remember. Sure, you're sentimental about the times you had together, but those are distant memories."
The car pu... | It's so cold here in this tundra. The summers are great for farming, but the winters are terrible. My baby, to my right, and I have no food. We ran out of crops since the beginning of winter, and ran out of meat yesterday. I would go hunting for bears and wolves right now, but I don't have a rifle. Without one, taking ... | |
[WP]Write a story that isn't scary until the last line is read. | The flowing highways allowed him to travel effortlessly to his destination. He didn't particularly care much about where exactly to get off, but he found a nice-enough looking spot just like any other of the choices destiny could have taken him to. With only what was on his back now, the pudgy thing let himself into th... | It's so cold here in this tundra. The summers are great for farming, but the winters are terrible. My baby, to my right, and I have no food. We ran out of crops since the beginning of winter, and ran out of meat yesterday. I would go hunting for bears and wolves right now, but I don't have a rifle. Without one, taking ... | |
[WP]Write a story that isn't scary until the last line is read. | It's true what they say. Fall is really the best time of the year. To my family and I, it's really the only time we get to enjoy together. Especially halloween. We LOVE halloween so much. It's our favorite holiday. Getting to see all the kids dressed up in their scary and funny costumes. I really think my mother enjoys... | Quick one here:
I love my wife. Her beautiful features are the first thing I think about every morning and the last thing I see as her soft singing lulls me to sleep. She died several months ago. | |
[WP]Write a story that isn't scary until the last line is read. | "Reunions are difficult. You never know who's going to be there, and you won't recognize most of them anyway. And when you do see someone you know, it feels weird because they look so different from how you remember. Sure, you're sentimental about the times you had together, but those are distant memories."
The car pu... | Quick one here:
I love my wife. Her beautiful features are the first thing I think about every morning and the last thing I see as her soft singing lulls me to sleep. She died several months ago. | |
[WP]Write a story that isn't scary until the last line is read. | The flowing highways allowed him to travel effortlessly to his destination. He didn't particularly care much about where exactly to get off, but he found a nice-enough looking spot just like any other of the choices destiny could have taken him to. With only what was on his back now, the pudgy thing let himself into th... | Quick one here:
I love my wife. Her beautiful features are the first thing I think about every morning and the last thing I see as her soft singing lulls me to sleep. She died several months ago. | |
[WP]Write a story that isn't scary until the last line is read. | "Reunions are difficult. You never know who's going to be there, and you won't recognize most of them anyway. And when you do see someone you know, it feels weird because they look so different from how you remember. Sure, you're sentimental about the times you had together, but those are distant memories."
The car pu... | It's true what they say. Fall is really the best time of the year. To my family and I, it's really the only time we get to enjoy together. Especially halloween. We LOVE halloween so much. It's our favorite holiday. Getting to see all the kids dressed up in their scary and funny costumes. I really think my mother enjoys... | |
[WP]Write a story that isn't scary until the last line is read. | The flowing highways allowed him to travel effortlessly to his destination. He didn't particularly care much about where exactly to get off, but he found a nice-enough looking spot just like any other of the choices destiny could have taken him to. With only what was on his back now, the pudgy thing let himself into th... | It's true what they say. Fall is really the best time of the year. To my family and I, it's really the only time we get to enjoy together. Especially halloween. We LOVE halloween so much. It's our favorite holiday. Getting to see all the kids dressed up in their scary and funny costumes. I really think my mother enjoys... | |
[WP] When Gabe Newell said that he will delay the release of Half-Life 3 by three months for each time he is asked about it, he meant it. He finished it long ago. The year is 25,083. Somewhere on the planet Earth, an ancient Valve server roars to life and connects to the galactic Internet... | I exhaled so deeply I thought the air had left me for dead for a second.
"Well, shit." I said, staring blankly at the credits as they rolled by. "That wasn't worth the wait at all." | *Faint Noises Of People Talking*
Alright, on my go push the button. 3.... 2.... 1.... NOW!
*Explosion Sound*
Me: Guys, guys it opened! We finally got it opened quick go tell the others!
*2 Minutes Later*
Me: Okay guys, listen up. We've been trying to open this vault for years now throwing everything we had at it,... | |
[WP] At the end of a blind dinner date, you excuse yourself to the bathroom. When you return, the date seems to have started over from the beginning. This happens repeatedly. No matter what you do, you can't seem to end this date. | I have a feeling something is off the moment I get out of the bathroom, though I can’t place it. But I forget about it when I see that our table is empty. Have I been abandoned? No, Chad probably just went to the bathroom himself. Calm down. Look, there he is now.
But then he reaches out to shake my hand and says, “So... | The stunning girl took a sip of wine, and smiled.
"You know", she started, "I once-"
"Yes, I know.", I interrupted, "You once "
The look on her face was of surprise, but mine was of utter boredom.
"How did you know that?"
"You told me before. Thirty-two times, actually."
I grab my plate of grilled salmon, and thr... | |
[WP] One Day, with no warning, a giant land mass forms in the Pacific Ocean, around the size of Africa. | "MIRACULOUS PARADISE CONTINENT APPEARS" is what the newspapers blared within a day of The Emergence. And a miracle it was indeed. No scientific institution on earth could explain anything about Etheria, as they named it; what it was, where it had come from, how it had avoided detection, how it had simply risen out of t... | > INTERNATIONAL SPACE STATION
> Hey, Jim, come take a look at this**
> What is it Sa- Was there always an island there.*
> No. It just showed up. I look away for 5 seconds and there's and island that wasn't there before.**
> That's awful quick for a volcanic eruption*
> Yeah, and by the looks of ... | |
[WP] You are an anonymous assasin taking hit requests online. Today you received a message with the title, '1 million for this one.' Attached is a picture of yourself. | The dead eyes of a face he was used to seeing in the mirror stared back at him from the screen. "1 million for this one" was all it said. The post was only 4 hours old and already it had risen to the top of the feed. It seemed like every assassin within 1,000 square miles was out to kill him.
He closed his laptop, pu... | On the web Looking for a job,
A sniff, a hint for the slob
That'll be my next hit.
A ping, aha! Time to kill
My next paycheck - just grist to the mill.
Now who is this little tit?
Oh no, oh dear,
The one thing I fear -
*I've* been issued a Death writ.
Right; time to take flight,
I run off int... | |
[WP] You are an anonymous assasin taking hit requests online. Today you received a message with the title, '1 million for this one.' Attached is a picture of yourself. | The dead eyes of a face he was used to seeing in the mirror stared back at him from the screen. "1 million for this one" was all it said. The post was only 4 hours old and already it had risen to the top of the feed. It seemed like every assassin within 1,000 square miles was out to kill him.
He closed his laptop, pu... | Reneged? The fuck you mean reneged? 29 years, 51 weeks, 5 days, 7 hours, and 23 minutes for this goddamned place; and my pension is being reneged? Barely more than a day from retirement, and they pull this shit? Ive done way to much shit, seen to much shit for this to happen. 1,800 confirmed hits, more than half just r... | |
[WP] You are a retired Dark Lord, living in the countryside. Ten years after your crushing defeat the heroes come for your help. | William Ramlov listened to them bickering on his front porch, their muffled, angry conversation pushing through the front door. It was a sound he dreaded even after his retirement, and one he had hoped to never hear again. Leaning on his staff, he looked through the peephole and saw exactly what he expected: the misfi... | The tranquillity of the cemetery was interrupted by the rhythmical hits of the shovel against dirt. Chop, shlick, plop. Chop, shlick, plop. A shirtless man was digging a fresh grave, his muscular skin glistening with sweat. His actions were well-rehearsed, indicating enormous amount of experience, but his mind was else... | |
[WP] You are a retired Dark Lord, living in the countryside. Ten years after your crushing defeat the heroes come for your help. | The group came riding down the road. The procession was so large it kicked up the dust and signalled their arrival long before the colorful banners were visible.
Such a different sight. I remembered when the King was just a prince--an exiled prince. He had barely a penny to his name and had a bounty on his head. S... | The tranquillity of the cemetery was interrupted by the rhythmical hits of the shovel against dirt. Chop, shlick, plop. Chop, shlick, plop. A shirtless man was digging a fresh grave, his muscular skin glistening with sweat. His actions were well-rehearsed, indicating enormous amount of experience, but his mind was else... | |
[WP] You are a retired Dark Lord, living in the countryside. Ten years after your crushing defeat the heroes come for your help. | I could never understand why the name 'Dark Lord Jerimiah' had stuck. Compared to all the other names, this one struck me as the least accurate. My name wasn't even Jerimiah, it was Jole. 'Great Conqueror Joseph' was a bit more accurate even though the name was still incorrect. Another one I didn't understand was 'The ... | The tranquillity of the cemetery was interrupted by the rhythmical hits of the shovel against dirt. Chop, shlick, plop. Chop, shlick, plop. A shirtless man was digging a fresh grave, his muscular skin glistening with sweat. His actions were well-rehearsed, indicating enormous amount of experience, but his mind was else... | |
[WP] You are a retired Dark Lord, living in the countryside. Ten years after your crushing defeat the heroes come for your help. | The group came riding down the road. The procession was so large it kicked up the dust and signalled their arrival long before the colorful banners were visible.
Such a different sight. I remembered when the King was just a prince--an exiled prince. He had barely a penny to his name and had a bounty on his head. S... | You never forget the clank and moan of armor as muscled bodies drag them across the horizon. I thought I had. But there I was, swing the hoe into the soil one moment, and holding it up, primed to pierce flesh the next. I school myself, lowering the hoe before they get within view. No need to show hostility from the sta... | |
[WP] You are a retired Dark Lord, living in the countryside. Ten years after your crushing defeat the heroes come for your help. | I could never understand why the name 'Dark Lord Jerimiah' had stuck. Compared to all the other names, this one struck me as the least accurate. My name wasn't even Jerimiah, it was Jole. 'Great Conqueror Joseph' was a bit more accurate even though the name was still incorrect. Another one I didn't understand was 'The ... | You never forget the clank and moan of armor as muscled bodies drag them across the horizon. I thought I had. But there I was, swing the hoe into the soil one moment, and holding it up, primed to pierce flesh the next. I school myself, lowering the hoe before they get within view. No need to show hostility from the sta... | |
[WP] You are a retired Dark Lord, living in the countryside. Ten years after your crushing defeat the heroes come for your help. | "General Praxin!" A called out, cutting the morning quiet.
An older man, down on his knees tending to a break in the snake-rail fence along an unassuming farm, looked up. His face was etched with deep lines was clearly visible as he rose from the shadow into the sunlight. Wiping his brow, he pushed some of his dark ha... | I hear the trodding of horses and the echoing sound of horns from far away. Its been years since I have heard those horns, and even longer since I heard any activity from any other living creature. I look over to my window, peering out beyond the vast expanse of plain open country, with gargantuan blue mountains toweri... | |
[WP] You are a retired Dark Lord, living in the countryside. Ten years after your crushing defeat the heroes come for your help. | I could never understand why the name 'Dark Lord Jerimiah' had stuck. Compared to all the other names, this one struck me as the least accurate. My name wasn't even Jerimiah, it was Jole. 'Great Conqueror Joseph' was a bit more accurate even though the name was still incorrect. Another one I didn't understand was 'The ... | I hear the trodding of horses and the echoing sound of horns from far away. Its been years since I have heard those horns, and even longer since I heard any activity from any other living creature. I look over to my window, peering out beyond the vast expanse of plain open country, with gargantuan blue mountains toweri... | |
[WP] You are a retired Dark Lord, living in the countryside. Ten years after your crushing defeat the heroes come for your help. | I sat on my marble throne and waited. The so-called “heroes” were coming to confront him and they were cutting through his golems and spectral suits of armor that guarded his palace. I closed my eyes and I could see the five of them fighting off 10 of my “soldiers”.
I examined the group, there was a metal clad figure... | I hear the trodding of horses and the echoing sound of horns from far away. Its been years since I have heard those horns, and even longer since I heard any activity from any other living creature. I look over to my window, peering out beyond the vast expanse of plain open country, with gargantuan blue mountains toweri... | |
[WP] You are a retired Dark Lord, living in the countryside. Ten years after your crushing defeat the heroes come for your help. | I could never understand why the name 'Dark Lord Jerimiah' had stuck. Compared to all the other names, this one struck me as the least accurate. My name wasn't even Jerimiah, it was Jole. 'Great Conqueror Joseph' was a bit more accurate even though the name was still incorrect. Another one I didn't understand was 'The ... | The group came riding down the road. The procession was so large it kicked up the dust and signalled their arrival long before the colorful banners were visible.
Such a different sight. I remembered when the King was just a prince--an exiled prince. He had barely a penny to his name and had a bounty on his head. S... | |
[WP] You are a retired Dark Lord, living in the countryside. Ten years after your crushing defeat the heroes come for your help. | I could never understand why the name 'Dark Lord Jerimiah' had stuck. Compared to all the other names, this one struck me as the least accurate. My name wasn't even Jerimiah, it was Jole. 'Great Conqueror Joseph' was a bit more accurate even though the name was still incorrect. Another one I didn't understand was 'The ... | "General Praxin!" A called out, cutting the morning quiet.
An older man, down on his knees tending to a break in the snake-rail fence along an unassuming farm, looked up. His face was etched with deep lines was clearly visible as he rose from the shadow into the sunlight. Wiping his brow, he pushed some of his dark ha... | |
[WP] You are a retired Dark Lord, living in the countryside. Ten years after your crushing defeat the heroes come for your help. | I sat on my marble throne and waited. The so-called “heroes” were coming to confront him and they were cutting through his golems and spectral suits of armor that guarded his palace. I closed my eyes and I could see the five of them fighting off 10 of my “soldiers”.
I examined the group, there was a metal clad figure... | "General Praxin!" A called out, cutting the morning quiet.
An older man, down on his knees tending to a break in the snake-rail fence along an unassuming farm, looked up. His face was etched with deep lines was clearly visible as he rose from the shadow into the sunlight. Wiping his brow, he pushed some of his dark ha... | |
[WP] You are a retired Dark Lord, living in the countryside. Ten years after your crushing defeat the heroes come for your help. | I sat on my marble throne and waited. The so-called “heroes” were coming to confront him and they were cutting through his golems and spectral suits of armor that guarded his palace. I closed my eyes and I could see the five of them fighting off 10 of my “soldiers”.
I examined the group, there was a metal clad figure... | 10 years. It has been 10 years since my downfall. I've slowly gotten less and less irritated at myself since then but the failure still lingers. It has been peaceful, none the less. No one disturbs me besides the occasional solicitor that takes the time to come bug me.
This set of visitors seemed different though. Ther... | |
[WP] You are a retired Dark Lord, living in the countryside. Ten years after your crushing defeat the heroes come for your help. | It was a crushing defeat, a well deserved one at that. I caused so much misery to whole continents in such a small time frame I felt nothing but relief when the heroes struck me with the finishing blow. They let me live, however and to this day, I have yet to know why.
10 years has passed since my retirement, or more ... | 10 years. It has been 10 years since my downfall. I've slowly gotten less and less irritated at myself since then but the failure still lingers. It has been peaceful, none the less. No one disturbs me besides the occasional solicitor that takes the time to come bug me.
This set of visitors seemed different though. Ther... | |
[WP] You are a retired Dark Lord, living in the countryside. Ten years after your crushing defeat the heroes come for your help. | Warm water filled the filthy bathtub to the brim. I dropped myself, splashing some onto the rotted tile nearby. I tried to relax my heartbeat as I sunk deeper. I put my head underwater for a few seconds, just enough to trigger my body's panic response.
It was nice to feel something, at last. I repeated the cycle a fe... | Hmph. "Dark Lord." I don't know about that. That's what the media named me, but make no mistake, there isn't a day that goes by that I don't feel the raw guilt of my...my history...
I did what I had to do to protect my family, protect their future. The futures of my children. The stereotype of evil is that the "villai... | |
[WP] You are a retired Dark Lord, living in the countryside. Ten years after your crushing defeat the heroes come for your help. | It was a crushing defeat, a well deserved one at that. I caused so much misery to whole continents in such a small time frame I felt nothing but relief when the heroes struck me with the finishing blow. They let me live, however and to this day, I have yet to know why.
10 years has passed since my retirement, or more ... | Hmph. "Dark Lord." I don't know about that. That's what the media named me, but make no mistake, there isn't a day that goes by that I don't feel the raw guilt of my...my history...
I did what I had to do to protect my family, protect their future. The futures of my children. The stereotype of evil is that the "villai... | |
[WP] You are a retired Dark Lord, living in the countryside. Ten years after your crushing defeat the heroes come for your help. | It was a crushing defeat, a well deserved one at that. I caused so much misery to whole continents in such a small time frame I felt nothing but relief when the heroes struck me with the finishing blow. They let me live, however and to this day, I have yet to know why.
10 years has passed since my retirement, or more ... | Warm water filled the filthy bathtub to the brim. I dropped myself, splashing some onto the rotted tile nearby. I tried to relax my heartbeat as I sunk deeper. I put my head underwater for a few seconds, just enough to trigger my body's panic response.
It was nice to feel something, at last. I repeated the cycle a fe... | |
[WP] You get a used memory foam pillow. On your first night using it, you notice that the memories of its past owners are now available to you. | Kylie's dreams had been fucked lately. Like, wring the sweat from her memory foam pillow, fucked. They slithered down from some unworldly perch to sink their claws in each and every night. She fought them, like a body having a bad reaction. Her arms flailed so violently her husband Jared was forced to sleep on the couc... | When I went to sleep that night, I never would have thought that something so fantastic would have been waiting for me on the other side. In fact, it had been years since anything good had happened to me while I slept. I'd been suffering from Sleep Paralysis for 3 years when I caved and bought a memory foam pillow on... | |
[WP] People have stopped dying. Scientists can't figure out why. You are a priest who has just graduated from seminary. You find Death terrified and hiding in the darkest corner of creation. | I couldn't believe my eyes at first. It was one thing to hear about him, but another to see him, albeit shaking in a corner of the monastery in the middle of nowhere, Europe. The same one that I was sent to for further training. But it was him, from the tip of ivory bone toe to the top of his shadowy ebony cloak.
"Hel... | I found him there, huddled in his rags.
His face seemed to change at every angle. He looked like one person at one moment then a different person at another, yet still his skin remained pale and his face looked to be scattered with soot and dust.
" He said not to look. "
As he spoke, a trail of smoke curled up his... | |
[WP] People have stopped dying. Scientists can't figure out why. You are a priest who has just graduated from seminary. You find Death terrified and hiding in the darkest corner of creation. | Something odd had happened. It certainly didn't take a genius to figure that out. The difficult part was trying to find out what had happened, and why.
As a human, it was natural for me to have learned about the process of death at some point in the early stages of my life. People live for a while, then they stop livi... | You see, one day, people stopped dying. Even people with terminal conditions lived on, alive and well when they clearly shouldn't be. One poor chap cut off his own head. Turns out, he didn't die, but he can't re-grow his body, either.
That was four years ago, a month before I would choose which college to go to. I cho... | |
(Gender doesn't matter, pick n choose! :) ) | [WP] A Dragon in a nearby town has everything they ever wanted. Except romance. You are the object of their affections. | My name is Papillon and I am wandering poet. I and adored by all the people of all the races I meet. Without bragging too much I consider myself a very skilled fencer and love a good challenge. I am by no means a hero but I meet them in my travels, join them in their journeys and write epic poetry about them.
Current... | Obviously a dragon has no romantic partner, especially when he's the only dragon to exist that we know of. This dragon lives peacefully in Dawnton. The dragon is named Zer. Zer is a large man and he has piles upon piles of riches, but the only person he wants to share them with is me. Of course, me, because everything ... |
(Gender doesn't matter, pick n choose! :) ) | [WP] A Dragon in a nearby town has everything they ever wanted. Except romance. You are the object of their affections. | Continuation of story at: https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/6g8aro/wp_the_bartender_frowns_at_you_as_he_points_at/diq49s6/
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Astrix tried not to look bored in front of the Wood Elf court. The elves were like him, long lived people steeped in tradition. Unlike them however, Atrix had human blood in ... | Obviously a dragon has no romantic partner, especially when he's the only dragon to exist that we know of. This dragon lives peacefully in Dawnton. The dragon is named Zer. Zer is a large man and he has piles upon piles of riches, but the only person he wants to share them with is me. Of course, me, because everything ... |
(Gender doesn't matter, pick n choose! :) ) | [WP] A Dragon in a nearby town has everything they ever wanted. Except romance. You are the object of their affections. | The meat sizzled and popped as the juices heated and slid off the makeshift griddle into the fire below. A gentle breeze sighed and whistled through ruined houses and fallen stonework. Insects and field beasts crooned out their songs, desperately trying to get laid. It was peaceful. Almost musical, really.
So I was qu... | Obviously a dragon has no romantic partner, especially when he's the only dragon to exist that we know of. This dragon lives peacefully in Dawnton. The dragon is named Zer. Zer is a large man and he has piles upon piles of riches, but the only person he wants to share them with is me. Of course, me, because everything ... |
(Gender doesn't matter, pick n choose! :) ) | [WP] A Dragon in a nearby town has everything they ever wanted. Except romance. You are the object of their affections. | With a soft "thunk" my hoe dug into the dirt. Tilling the land ain't ever a fun job to do, but I enjoyed eating to much to not do it. 'Sides, Ma would tan my hide if I ever complained about any of the chores round the farm. Well, least the morning weather was nice and cool today.
Taking a deep breath, I lifted my hoe ... | Obviously a dragon has no romantic partner, especially when he's the only dragon to exist that we know of. This dragon lives peacefully in Dawnton. The dragon is named Zer. Zer is a large man and he has piles upon piles of riches, but the only person he wants to share them with is me. Of course, me, because everything ... |
[WP] Your head is throbbing, ears are ringing, and everyone is shouting to you the same thing, "RUN!" | I groaned trying to lift my head up from my arms, as though I had just fallen asleep at my desk after a long night. I tried to focus my eyes. I had, in fact, been hunched over my steering wheel. Couldn't've been long; the car was still crackling. And that tinnitus...
There was a rapping on my window, followed by the d... | John was thrown forward from the sheer force of the explosion behind him. A ringing in his ears muffled the world around him, so loudly it almost erased the pain in his body from the fall. To his back, he could feel heat from fire he couldn’t see, smell things he didn’t want to imagine. He tried to turn to find the sou... | |
Like joining the Paris Agreement. (inspired by another thread) | [WP] A super villain who uses his schemes to force people or countries to do good things instead of demanding a ransom. | "Good evening, Mr. President, ladies and gentlemen! I trust you are finding the sustainably-farmed caviar I sent refreshing?"
"Reinhardt! How the devil did you hack this video feed?"
"It is of no consequence. What is, however, are my demands. Did the courier follow my instructions and use recycled paper for the list?... | The building had four entrances, and each was heavily guarded by Captain Earth's minions. They were heavily armed and armored. The few glimpses anyone had of the guards at the doors were sparing, but showed men in tactical dress and armed with submachine guns and automatic rifles. The city's SWAT team had already attem... |
[WP] Write a story in which the main character is trying to hunt down and kill the author/narrator | (Before anyone legit worries about me, this is purely fiction off the top of my head lol)
I could only imagine my father, though not as he is: old and frail. Perhaps during his youth, when he would stagger to my room in the dead of night...
I could only imagine he wouldn't hold his liquor, then struggle for an hour ... | So you think you can kill me? Ok I'll play your little game, so how are you going to go about doing this?
"I'll find where your hiding and... and I'll fucking kill you ok!"
And how do you know where I am all of a sudden Kevin? I never told you where I am, or who I am... or why I have chosen you.
"No matter where ... | |
[WP] You are an immortal who fell down a well 400 years ago. Until now, everyone just thought you were a magical well--until you managed to convince someone to help you back out. | Accidents happen to everybody. Some small like dropping your food or stubbing your toe. We curse such annoyances and move on. Bigger ones are more noticeable such as fire in the grain silo, or breaking a bone. These events can have a lasting impact on your health success and happiness. Over time your odds of some ill h... | Being in a fucking well for 400 years was EXTREMELY shitty. As in, I may have gone a little a bit crazy for a while. Started telling people to throw me coins so I could grant wishes and shit. No clue what I was thinking, but hey, I'm out of the well, I'm past that, it was a low point in my unusually long life. The firs... | |
[WP] You are an immortal who fell down a well 400 years ago. Until now, everyone just thought you were a magical well--until you managed to convince someone to help you back out. | She spat it all out, the liquid spraying across the well’s bricks and falling to the water down below. A coughing fit took hold of her, and she slammed a fist against her chest, trying to clear her lungs of the foul liquid.
“You WHAT?” she yelled down the well when she was finally able to. “You mean all these yea... | Being in a fucking well for 400 years was EXTREMELY shitty. As in, I may have gone a little a bit crazy for a while. Started telling people to throw me coins so I could grant wishes and shit. No clue what I was thinking, but hey, I'm out of the well, I'm past that, it was a low point in my unusually long life. The firs... | |
[WP] You are an immortal who fell down a well 400 years ago. Until now, everyone just thought you were a magical well--until you managed to convince someone to help you back out. | Sahir was wet.
His first thought was that he’d soiled his breeches. The wine was pungent and strong. It tasted of sour grapes and oak wood, and put two men to sleep before the party began. It wasn’t the first time he’d drunkenly pissed his pants, and he doubted it would be his last.
Then he looked. He was in a ... | Being in a fucking well for 400 years was EXTREMELY shitty. As in, I may have gone a little a bit crazy for a while. Started telling people to throw me coins so I could grant wishes and shit. No clue what I was thinking, but hey, I'm out of the well, I'm past that, it was a low point in my unusually long life. The firs... | |
[WP] You are an immortal who fell down a well 400 years ago. Until now, everyone just thought you were a magical well--until you managed to convince someone to help you back out. | She spat it all out, the liquid spraying across the well’s bricks and falling to the water down below. A coughing fit took hold of her, and she slammed a fist against her chest, trying to clear her lungs of the foul liquid.
“You WHAT?” she yelled down the well when she was finally able to. “You mean all these yea... | Accidents happen to everybody. Some small like dropping your food or stubbing your toe. We curse such annoyances and move on. Bigger ones are more noticeable such as fire in the grain silo, or breaking a bone. These events can have a lasting impact on your health success and happiness. Over time your odds of some ill h... | |
[WP] You are an immortal who fell down a well 400 years ago. Until now, everyone just thought you were a magical well--until you managed to convince someone to help you back out. | Sahir was wet.
His first thought was that he’d soiled his breeches. The wine was pungent and strong. It tasted of sour grapes and oak wood, and put two men to sleep before the party began. It wasn’t the first time he’d drunkenly pissed his pants, and he doubted it would be his last.
Then he looked. He was in a ... | Accidents happen to everybody. Some small like dropping your food or stubbing your toe. We curse such annoyances and move on. Bigger ones are more noticeable such as fire in the grain silo, or breaking a bone. These events can have a lasting impact on your health success and happiness. Over time your odds of some ill h... | |
[WP] You are an immortal who fell down a well 400 years ago. Until now, everyone just thought you were a magical well--until you managed to convince someone to help you back out. | Sahir was wet.
His first thought was that he’d soiled his breeches. The wine was pungent and strong. It tasted of sour grapes and oak wood, and put two men to sleep before the party began. It wasn’t the first time he’d drunkenly pissed his pants, and he doubted it would be his last.
Then he looked. He was in a ... | She spat it all out, the liquid spraying across the well’s bricks and falling to the water down below. A coughing fit took hold of her, and she slammed a fist against her chest, trying to clear her lungs of the foul liquid.
“You WHAT?” she yelled down the well when she was finally able to. “You mean all these yea... | |
[WP] The ancient prophets foresaw the great Evil but also the Hero who would rise up against it. To keep the real one a secret, they also made up a ridiculous joke-prophecy. You happen to fit that prank divination perfectly. | (1/2)
"Breath and wind will see their end as darkness rises once again,
A hero will come with an eye of white, to see once more the heavens light,
And he will come with an eye of black, to seal the shadows behind his back.
Rise O Hero, born of fire and rain,
Rise and give voice to those who were slain.
Dive deep, O He... | It happened not with a bang, but with a scream. It was a one-of-a-kind fuckup, the best and worse thing ever to happen to me.
One day while strolling down the sidewalk, listening to some really bad pop music blasting through my headphones, I tripped. Not only did I trip, the phone in my hand went flying, and fly so g... | |
[WP] The ancient prophets foresaw the great Evil but also the Hero who would rise up against it. To keep the real one a secret, they also made up a ridiculous joke-prophecy. You happen to fit that prank divination perfectly. | A faint dim light inside a tiny hut lit the faces of the three ancients, Vilivus, Durilama and Jaralaia. They were writting the prophecy that foresaw the unimaginable fight between the great Evil and the Hero. Vilivus and Durilama narrated the side of the Hero and the great Evil respectively as they saw it in their mi... | Each day was the same for Remy Stephenson. Middle class house, middle class car, and hours monitored like a hawk at his middle class job. Except one day, everything changed. One day, while sitting in his cubicle, Remy typed a phrase into the Google search bar that he would forever regret:
“Myth about a man rolling ... | |
[WP] You are Something. You whisper in the ears of humans, warning them about the future. You are why people say "Something tells me so and so." One day, a little boy looks over his shoulder and says "Thanks for the advice." | Walking along the verdant neighborhood park, my footsteps echo in disquieting harmony. Yet for every step I take, no sound is made.
It has been this way for ages. I might call it a curse, but I don't care. Although caring and feelings are indeed my function. I have lost the sense of wonder ever since I peaked into t... | "You're welco-wait what?"
"I said, thanks for the advice," the boy said, still looking at me.
I'd been doing this for centuries. Some called me intuition, some called me a 'gut feeling', but humans had ALWAYS attributed my actions to something within themselves, or a guardian angel; no one ever thought there... | |
[WP] How does the Grim Reaper react to a Zombie Apocalypse? | "Thank you for calling Ethereal Weapon and Supply Company. My name is QXkLUarq. How may I be of assistance?"
"My Scythe is not reaping correctly, Every time I harvest a soul it--"
"Thank sir I am sorry to hear you are experiencing difficulty. May I have your name please?"
"... rude ... YES Reaper, first name Grim... | "Martha, have you seen this shit?" The Grim Reaper asked, turning the magical 'newspaper' towards his spouse.
"Haven't had a chance to read it yet, Dave. What with you hogging it and all," she muttered, washing the dishes.
"Well, excuse me for wanting to catch up on the news before work," he grumbled.
"So," she si... | |
[WP] How does the Grim Reaper react to a Zombie Apocalypse? | "Thank you for calling Ethereal Weapon and Supply Company. My name is QXkLUarq. How may I be of assistance?"
"My Scythe is not reaping correctly, Every time I harvest a soul it--"
"Thank sir I am sorry to hear you are experiencing difficulty. May I have your name please?"
"... rude ... YES Reaper, first name Grim... | Grim Avatar
I looked over the world with a sigh.
I didn't really, of course. Out of the eyes of every insect, every bird and squirrel, and even every human I saw nearly everything that went on. Secrets weren't safe from me unless they were safe from life itself. Or . . . unlife.
I looked out from the eyes of th... | |
[WP] How does the Grim Reaper react to a Zombie Apocalypse? | "Thank you for calling Ethereal Weapon and Supply Company. My name is QXkLUarq. How may I be of assistance?"
"My Scythe is not reaping correctly, Every time I harvest a soul it--"
"Thank sir I am sorry to hear you are experiencing difficulty. May I have your name please?"
"... rude ... YES Reaper, first name Grim... | “Apprentice! Come here! Explain… this. What is this nonsense?”
“They are called ‘Zombies’, my Lord.”
“Zombies? What are Zombies?”
“The folk call them ‘the undead’, Sir. They are alive and dead.”
“How can they be alive, if I can’t kill them? See? I can’t even touch them!”
“Life has left them, O dark Lord. Yet i... | |
[WP] How does the Grim Reaper react to a Zombie Apocalypse? | "What do you mean no ones dying, Dave" spat Mr. Grim. Dave was a short man, denizens of the underworld often referred to him as 'the reapers pug' "People have to die Dave, it's impossible for them to come back"
"Bu-but Gri-Mr. Grim look at the charts. W-we haven't had a permanent resident in two-three months" Dave sa... | I'm not doing a damn thing until the Big Man gives me a raise and some benefits.
My hours suck. 24/7, 365. I'm ALWAYS on call. There is no one to relieve me. I don't even get an assistant!
So yeah, I'm on strike. Nobody dies until I get a meeting. We'll see how long that lasts when the Earth gets overrun with p... | |
[WP] In a spectacular "fuck you" to the world, Google and all of its branches (yes, even YouTube) shut down. Closed. For good. No warnings, no previous musings that it might happen. Tell me a story of how "day five" might be going. | The first day was a shock. Almost as a gift from heaven. In all my years working at this dump, I have never heard a silence be as deafening as the very moment our branch manager announced to the floor that Google shut down.
Our PR branch was losing their shit that day when all the employees in their sector each had to... | Day 5. It's quiet now. The riots seem to have stopped as now people have settled into a lethargic depression. They keep picking people up that are having some kind of emotional breakdown; nothing left to distract themselves. The guy in my hallway keeps wandering around from door to door asking people if they think ... |
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