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[WP] They dug the deepest hole in the history of Mankind. What they found at the bottom was not rock, not magma, but flesh. Living, pulsing flesh. | I poked the pink wall again and had the sudden distasteful memory of my dad’s beer gut run through my mind. The way he used to grill with his shirt off and get all beet red and sweaty. What in the world were we looking at? Roger shifted the helmet off his gritty forehead and scratched with a greasy hand. Even at the... | It wasn't easy intergrating into Australia as a 14 year old boy from India.
I was teased constantly for smelling like my fathers cooking and got called taxi for the rest of my school life.
That name stuck. My few friends that I had, once finishing school called me it aswell but by that time I had gotten over it. Everyo... | |
[WP] They dug the deepest hole in the history of Mankind. What they found at the bottom was not rock, not magma, but flesh. Living, pulsing flesh. | "Oh jesus, we're going through!" Jess heard the Pilot scream.
The drill tip, still red hot from chewing up mantle, burst through the wall in front of it. Then the wall was eroding and a second later they were all airborne.
Somehow, the Pilot missed this little void on the GPR sheets, she thought. To be fair... | It wasn't easy intergrating into Australia as a 14 year old boy from India.
I was teased constantly for smelling like my fathers cooking and got called taxi for the rest of my school life.
That name stuck. My few friends that I had, once finishing school called me it aswell but by that time I had gotten over it. Everyo... | |
[WP] They dug the deepest hole in the history of Mankind. What they found at the bottom was not rock, not magma, but flesh. Living, pulsing flesh. | The metal plates sizzled hot. I took my gloved fingers and dragged the hard material against the smooth silver. The fabric smoked and I retracted my hand guiltily. My intercom crackled. “Temperature levels high, Jane are you okay?”
“Yes.” I replied and wriggled my hot fingertips. “All set for launch.”
The pod jolt... | It wasn't easy intergrating into Australia as a 14 year old boy from India.
I was teased constantly for smelling like my fathers cooking and got called taxi for the rest of my school life.
That name stuck. My few friends that I had, once finishing school called me it aswell but by that time I had gotten over it. Everyo... | |
[WP] They dug the deepest hole in the history of Mankind. What they found at the bottom was not rock, not magma, but flesh. Living, pulsing flesh. | I poked the pink wall again and had the sudden distasteful memory of my dad’s beer gut run through my mind. The way he used to grill with his shirt off and get all beet red and sweaty. What in the world were we looking at? Roger shifted the helmet off his gritty forehead and scratched with a greasy hand. Even at the... | "I don't thing there is any other side to it", said Joe, "it will go on forever."
"Don't be so ridiculous", replied Steve, " when we started, it was only dirt. Soil of different colors, different composition. Then came small rocks, shiny and sparkling. I managed to get a hold of one. As we went deeper, we found metalli... | |
[WP] They dug the deepest hole in the history of Mankind. What they found at the bottom was not rock, not magma, but flesh. Living, pulsing flesh. | The metal plates sizzled hot. I took my gloved fingers and dragged the hard material against the smooth silver. The fabric smoked and I retracted my hand guiltily. My intercom crackled. “Temperature levels high, Jane are you okay?”
“Yes.” I replied and wriggled my hot fingertips. “All set for launch.”
The pod jolt... | The hole had been bored open yesterday. Abandoned work lights still illuminated the huge opening and the destroyed machine that had represented humanity's greatest technological acheivement to date. The lights swung back and forth with intermittant blasts of hot exhaled air, followed by the inhaling breaths of damnatio... | |
[WP] You are able to see the sins of people. Small sins look like mice. Larger sins look closer to dogs. You are terrified when you encounter someone with a sin that looks like a dragon. | My eyes scanned lazily over the Sunday mass as I sat upon my regular seat by the altar. The usual fare appeared, coming into wash away their sins in a day of reflection, hoping they could reclaim their innocence with a little penance. But I knew what lay deeper beneath, thousands of mice crawling about in the stomachs ... | I couldn’t believe it. Pitch black with long fangs and glimmering scales dancing in the light of the bonfire. I was out alone, or so I thought.
“What could it be” I thought to myself “even serial killers sins were the size of horses, I was told some of the most horrible people in history had elephants but a DRAGON? I ... | |
[WP] You are able to see the sins of people. Small sins look like mice. Larger sins look closer to dogs. You are terrified when you encounter someone with a sin that looks like a dragon. | You get used to it - that’s what my grandmother told me.
I’ve seen more sin than animals I can name. When she said those words to me it was after a brilliant Christmas affair one year when I was six. We had gone to church every year for it, along with my mother and sister. My dad had a once-in-a-lifetime run-in with a... | At first I was terrified. Then I remember the old adage, *Love the sin and hate the one that calls it a sin.*
A contrarian expression must have shown on my face because the beast sniffed out a torch worth of fire from it nostrils, extended its giraffe-length neck, and gave me a big-eye quizzical look in return. I tho... | |
[WP] You are able to see the sins of people. Small sins look like mice. Larger sins look closer to dogs. You are terrified when you encounter someone with a sin that looks like a dragon. | It started at 14. The first time I saw the ghost of a dog hovering around someone I nearly shit myself. From there on it was test after test- each one coming back negative. Depression, Anxiety, Bipolar disorder, Schizophrenia. By the time I turned 21 my parents had stopped trying. Don't get me wrong, they were angels, ... | At first I was terrified. Then I remember the old adage, *Love the sin and hate the one that calls it a sin.*
A contrarian expression must have shown on my face because the beast sniffed out a torch worth of fire from it nostrils, extended its giraffe-length neck, and gave me a big-eye quizzical look in return. I tho... | |
[WP] You are able to see the sins of people. Small sins look like mice. Larger sins look closer to dogs. You are terrified when you encounter someone with a sin that looks like a dragon. | For as long as I can remember I've always been able to see them. Ghostly animals following in the footsteps of people, every person I've ever seen has had them. From what I've gathered the larger and darker the apparitions, the worse the sins of the person they follow. I think the type of animals might give a hint to t... | At first I was terrified. Then I remember the old adage, *Love the sin and hate the one that calls it a sin.*
A contrarian expression must have shown on my face because the beast sniffed out a torch worth of fire from it nostrils, extended its giraffe-length neck, and gave me a big-eye quizzical look in return. I tho... | |
[WP] You are able to see the sins of people. Small sins look like mice. Larger sins look closer to dogs. You are terrified when you encounter someone with a sin that looks like a dragon. | I've got some particular skills that make me more suited to my job. I'm harsh, I've got a fairly distinct lack of morality, the usual suspects, but most importantly, I can see people's sins. Small ones look like mice, and as the sins get bigger, the animal gets bigger. I've encountered people with hordes of mice follow... | On a bench I watch and wait,
Mull my thoughts and pass the time,
Observing the people and their sins of late.
They move to and fro,
Sins like dogs and mice,
Changing in form as they grow.
Oft I've found the sins correlate,
Pigs for glutton and and tiger for wrath,
Their size and crime commensurate.
When one da... | |
[WP] You are able to see the sins of people. Small sins look like mice. Larger sins look closer to dogs. You are terrified when you encounter someone with a sin that looks like a dragon. | For as long as I can remember I've always been able to see them. Ghostly animals following in the footsteps of people, every person I've ever seen has had them. From what I've gathered the larger and darker the apparitions, the worse the sins of the person they follow. I think the type of animals might give a hint to t... | On a bench I watch and wait,
Mull my thoughts and pass the time,
Observing the people and their sins of late.
They move to and fro,
Sins like dogs and mice,
Changing in form as they grow.
Oft I've found the sins correlate,
Pigs for glutton and and tiger for wrath,
Their size and crime commensurate.
When one da... | |
[WP] You are able to see the sins of people. Small sins look like mice. Larger sins look closer to dogs. You are terrified when you encounter someone with a sin that looks like a dragon. | For as long as I can remember I've always been able to see them. Ghostly animals following in the footsteps of people, every person I've ever seen has had them. From what I've gathered the larger and darker the apparitions, the worse the sins of the person they follow. I think the type of animals might give a hint to t... | I've got some particular skills that make me more suited to my job. I'm harsh, I've got a fairly distinct lack of morality, the usual suspects, but most importantly, I can see people's sins. Small ones look like mice, and as the sins get bigger, the animal gets bigger. I've encountered people with hordes of mice follow... | |
[WP] You are able to see the sins of people. Small sins look like mice. Larger sins look closer to dogs. You are terrified when you encounter someone with a sin that looks like a dragon. | For as long as I can remember I've always been able to see them. Ghostly animals following in the footsteps of people, every person I've ever seen has had them. From what I've gathered the larger and darker the apparitions, the worse the sins of the person they follow. I think the type of animals might give a hint to t... | *Alright,* thought the girl in the yellow raincoat, passing a small and wiry dog. *I guess these days even a dog can sin.* Following the dog was a small and grotesque looking toad, hopping along happily in the muddy city sidewalk puddles. She wasn't sure which disturbed her more; the pores oozing along the toad's mottl... | |
[WP] You are able to see the sins of people. Small sins look like mice. Larger sins look closer to dogs. You are terrified when you encounter someone with a sin that looks like a dragon. | Never in my life had i seen such a monster. Its eyes bore right through my countenance and into my soul. Without even thinking, as if lured by the dragons devastating aura, I began approaching the table of men and women.
Normally the sin beast stays near one person specifically. It is easy to tell the commiter. But th... | I have a certain fondness for cute animals. Things like rabbits and hamsters and sea otters or pandas. Mostly because I never see them. The only animals I see are filthy ones. Ones that come from sin.
Dirty mice, raccoons, opossums, dogs and more. They take the shape deemed accurate of the sin the holder has committe... | |
[WP] You are able to see the sins of people. Small sins look like mice. Larger sins look closer to dogs. You are terrified when you encounter someone with a sin that looks like a dragon. | For as long as I can remember I've always been able to see them. Ghostly animals following in the footsteps of people, every person I've ever seen has had them. From what I've gathered the larger and darker the apparitions, the worse the sins of the person they follow. I think the type of animals might give a hint to t... | I have a certain fondness for cute animals. Things like rabbits and hamsters and sea otters or pandas. Mostly because I never see them. The only animals I see are filthy ones. Ones that come from sin.
Dirty mice, raccoons, opossums, dogs and more. They take the shape deemed accurate of the sin the holder has committe... | |
[WP] You are able to see the sins of people. Small sins look like mice. Larger sins look closer to dogs. You are terrified when you encounter someone with a sin that looks like a dragon. | It was a standard Tuesday morning on the L-train. I had left home early to make it to the office to work on a case that had been bugging the hell out of me for months. No leads, no suspects, no motive. Just a bunch of bodies, some shady corporate transactions and a lot of accompanying financial crimes. All the leads de... | I have a certain fondness for cute animals. Things like rabbits and hamsters and sea otters or pandas. Mostly because I never see them. The only animals I see are filthy ones. Ones that come from sin.
Dirty mice, raccoons, opossums, dogs and more. They take the shape deemed accurate of the sin the holder has committe... | |
[WP] You are able to see the sins of people. Small sins look like mice. Larger sins look closer to dogs. You are terrified when you encounter someone with a sin that looks like a dragon. | For as long as I can remember I've always been able to see them. Ghostly animals following in the footsteps of people, every person I've ever seen has had them. From what I've gathered the larger and darker the apparitions, the worse the sins of the person they follow. I think the type of animals might give a hint to t... | Never in my life had i seen such a monster. Its eyes bore right through my countenance and into my soul. Without even thinking, as if lured by the dragons devastating aura, I began approaching the table of men and women.
Normally the sin beast stays near one person specifically. It is easy to tell the commiter. But th... | |
[WP] A warning alarm goes off for the first time in your lifetime, but you know what it means. The inhabitants of Earth have cracked faster than light travel. You can't let them break quarantine. Not again. Not on your watch. | "Sir."
The control room was a clarion of activity, shouting, panicked instruction. Acheron was bathed in red light rhythmically. On. Off. On... Off. He remained silent, hands resting in tight fists behind the small of his back.
He was unnaturally tall, well over fourteen feet, and his elongated face was devoid o... | Slegznar Volput, Senior Oobstetrix Engineer, and notorious ex-convict, tipped back in his cheap roller chair, kicked off his boots, and crossed his legs up on the console, momentarily puzzled by a sudden satisfaction he felt for the revolting foot odor a long day's de-weeding the hydroponics bay would do. He reached f... | |
[WP] A warning alarm goes off for the first time in your lifetime, but you know what it means. The inhabitants of Earth have cracked faster than light travel. You can't let them break quarantine. Not again. Not on your watch. | "Sir."
The control room was a clarion of activity, shouting, panicked instruction. Acheron was bathed in red light rhythmically. On. Off. On... Off. He remained silent, hands resting in tight fists behind the small of his back.
He was unnaturally tall, well over fourteen feet, and his elongated face was devoid o... | Shit- that’s the alarm-that’s-never-supposed-to-ring; Alpha One is going to have my head… if any of us survive this that is.
I run over to the Universal Oracle Board and read on its display what I already know to be true: The humans have achieved faster-than-light travel. This is the second time that the damned human... | |
[WP] A warning alarm goes off for the first time in your lifetime, but you know what it means. The inhabitants of Earth have cracked faster than light travel. You can't let them break quarantine. Not again. Not on your watch. | The siren continued blaring. We knew it would happen eventually. Try as you might, even the most prepared person is never really ready for disaster when it strikes.
"Nancy, get me Uri, Gabe, and Josh, please." I tried not to sigh in exasperation. "And turn the damn alarm off, I think we've all gotten the point. Please... | *Breach in sector 3-SFTS. Emergency Protocol necessary*
"Not again..." I sighed.
it's the third time this week. I don't know what is happening, but many systems have learned how to travel faster than light recently.
"Which one is it this time?" I said, even if no one else is here to hear me. Life on the station can ... | |
[WP] British time travellers go back in time to stop 9/11 but end up there on the 9th November not 11th September. | After being held up in airport security for most of his life time the young British inventor had heard of a golden era of air travel. A time when you could arrive a mere 30 minutes before a flight was meant to depart and where parents could accompany their children to their gates. A time where he didn't have to get sca... | This was it. They’d identified it after years of careful research as the keystone. One simple tip given to the right people, and the ripple effects would put humanity back on course to avoid the worse of the effects of irreversible global warming(oh sorry, anthropogenic climate change). It was quite simple really, with... | |
[WP] British time travellers go back in time to stop 9/11 but end up there on the 9th November not 11th September. | You must understand, we created this device. We programmed it with extreme precision. We would - and did - travel through time to reach 9/11/2001. The objective? To prevent a terrorist attack that would plunge the world into endless war.
We arrived on the ninth of November. Ground Zero was packed with relentless indu... | He was, somehow, even more impressive in real life than he was on TV. He tilted his head forward and looked into my eyes over the top of his glasses and said those three words that changed my life and perhaps the fate of humanity.
"And you're sure?"
His voice was gentle, fatherly, educated. I looked into those kind eye... | |
[WP] The Apocalypse has arrived. Jesus has come back, and he's on a brutal "rapture" spree, slaughtering people everywhere. The bright star of Satan descends and he appears at a UN press conference. He says, "before I fix this mess for you guys again, it's time you heard my side of the story..." | Looking around the room, Satan saw the look of terror at his sudden appearance.
'Oh, erm, yeah, probably should introduce myself, Lord of the underworld, Hellfire and Brimstone, Beelzebub, Satan, The Fallen one, Satan.... oh I said that already... where was I oh yes, Lucifer, Lucy, but only on a Tuesday, the Morningst... | "Good and Evil are labels attached to constructs used to justify viewpoints; nothing more, nothing less. 'Evil' has never been a problem, any more than 'good' has been a solution. And what has being 'good' ever solved for anybody?"
"No, the true danger has always been in the so called 'divine knowledge of good and evi... | |
[WP] The Apocalypse has arrived. Jesus has come back, and he's on a brutal "rapture" spree, slaughtering people everywhere. The bright star of Satan descends and he appears at a UN press conference. He says, "before I fix this mess for you guys again, it's time you heard my side of the story..." | His hooves burn cloven etchings into the wood floor as he approaches the podium. Skin bright red with crimson leathery wings politely tucked behind his should blades. His eyes bulge as he scans the room. Steaming drool drips from his fanged lips. He spots something recognizable and leaps from the podium, landing soft... | "Before I fix this mess for you guys again, it's time you heard my side of the story" he spoke, his voice trembling the room with mighty force. "The hell do you mean again?" A voice screamed. It felt so tiny and insignificant compared to Lucifers own voice. "Nyeah, this happened already, I had to step in. You think you... | |
[WP] The Apocalypse has arrived. Jesus has come back, and he's on a brutal "rapture" spree, slaughtering people everywhere. The bright star of Satan descends and he appears at a UN press conference. He says, "before I fix this mess for you guys again, it's time you heard my side of the story..." | Nothing about the situation was *right*. Nevermind that the events of recent months, with the second coming of Christ as an international machine of carnage, had lead to an international electorate in utter confusion and chaos, it had also devastated the institutions we relied upon to sort these things out. *These thin... | "Before I fix this mess for you guys again, it's time you heard my side of the story" he spoke, his voice trembling the room with mighty force. "The hell do you mean again?" A voice screamed. It felt so tiny and insignificant compared to Lucifers own voice. "Nyeah, this happened already, I had to step in. You think you... | |
[WP] The Apocalypse has arrived. Jesus has come back, and he's on a brutal "rapture" spree, slaughtering people everywhere. The bright star of Satan descends and he appears at a UN press conference. He says, "before I fix this mess for you guys again, it's time you heard my side of the story..." | Lucifer stood before the assembled remains of the UN. Looking out over the impressive hall, he couldn't fail to notice a large number of empty seats that once would have represented countries worth of now vanquished humans. A thousand million souls had been lost.
He took a breath and began. "Ladies and Gentlemen. Than... | "Before I fix this mess for you guys again, it's time you heard my side of the story" he spoke, his voice trembling the room with mighty force. "The hell do you mean again?" A voice screamed. It felt so tiny and insignificant compared to Lucifers own voice. "Nyeah, this happened already, I had to step in. You think you... | |
[WP] The Apocalypse has arrived. Jesus has come back, and he's on a brutal "rapture" spree, slaughtering people everywhere. The bright star of Satan descends and he appears at a UN press conference. He says, "before I fix this mess for you guys again, it's time you heard my side of the story..." | “Sigh. Seriously? Again?”
The UN delegates stood in shock at his appearance.
He’s dressed in full tuxedo regalia with a corporate haircut, the vision of a man who cares little for the little people.
“Greetings, humans. Satan here. Yes, that one. The one who gave you guys the fruit? And is condemned for sort... | "Before I fix this mess for you guys again, it's time you heard my side of the story" he spoke, his voice trembling the room with mighty force. "The hell do you mean again?" A voice screamed. It felt so tiny and insignificant compared to Lucifers own voice. "Nyeah, this happened already, I had to step in. You think you... | |
[WP] The Apocalypse has arrived. Jesus has come back, and he's on a brutal "rapture" spree, slaughtering people everywhere. The bright star of Satan descends and he appears at a UN press conference. He says, "before I fix this mess for you guys again, it's time you heard my side of the story..." | Nothing about the situation was *right*. Nevermind that the events of recent months, with the second coming of Christ as an international machine of carnage, had lead to an international electorate in utter confusion and chaos, it had also devastated the institutions we relied upon to sort these things out. *These thin... | His hooves burn cloven etchings into the wood floor as he approaches the podium. Skin bright red with crimson leathery wings politely tucked behind his should blades. His eyes bulge as he scans the room. Steaming drool drips from his fanged lips. He spots something recognizable and leaps from the podium, landing soft... | |
[WP] The Apocalypse has arrived. Jesus has come back, and he's on a brutal "rapture" spree, slaughtering people everywhere. The bright star of Satan descends and he appears at a UN press conference. He says, "before I fix this mess for you guys again, it's time you heard my side of the story..." | Lucifer stood before the assembled remains of the UN. Looking out over the impressive hall, he couldn't fail to notice a large number of empty seats that once would have represented countries worth of now vanquished humans. A thousand million souls had been lost.
He took a breath and began. "Ladies and Gentlemen. Than... | His hooves burn cloven etchings into the wood floor as he approaches the podium. Skin bright red with crimson leathery wings politely tucked behind his should blades. His eyes bulge as he scans the room. Steaming drool drips from his fanged lips. He spots something recognizable and leaps from the podium, landing soft... | |
[WP] The Apocalypse has arrived. Jesus has come back, and he's on a brutal "rapture" spree, slaughtering people everywhere. The bright star of Satan descends and he appears at a UN press conference. He says, "before I fix this mess for you guys again, it's time you heard my side of the story..." | “Sigh. Seriously? Again?”
The UN delegates stood in shock at his appearance.
He’s dressed in full tuxedo regalia with a corporate haircut, the vision of a man who cares little for the little people.
“Greetings, humans. Satan here. Yes, that one. The one who gave you guys the fruit? And is condemned for sort... | His hooves burn cloven etchings into the wood floor as he approaches the podium. Skin bright red with crimson leathery wings politely tucked behind his should blades. His eyes bulge as he scans the room. Steaming drool drips from his fanged lips. He spots something recognizable and leaps from the podium, landing soft... | |
[WP] The Apocalypse has arrived. Jesus has come back, and he's on a brutal "rapture" spree, slaughtering people everywhere. The bright star of Satan descends and he appears at a UN press conference. He says, "before I fix this mess for you guys again, it's time you heard my side of the story..." | “Sigh. Seriously? Again?”
The UN delegates stood in shock at his appearance.
He’s dressed in full tuxedo regalia with a corporate haircut, the vision of a man who cares little for the little people.
“Greetings, humans. Satan here. Yes, that one. The one who gave you guys the fruit? And is condemned for sort... | He let the words sit awhile in everybody’s mind as the ash grew longer at the end of the cigarette. Lucifer let out a billow of smoke with a deep sigh. “Many of you know me as Satan, The Adversary, The Devil. I am not.” He savored the feel of heated particulate expanding his lungs. Tar nestling in the crevices like a j... | |
[WP] 10 years after the initial zombie outbreak, zombies start to die off due to increased rotting and humanity is left to slowly rebuild. | Attention.
That’s what makes the difference between life and death.(or something like it.)
It was so easy before, walking around, hoodie up, tunes blaring on the earbuds, eyes glued to the whatever on our little magic devices, never imagining that life does not abide an inattentive fool.
But a whole population of ... | The smell is long gone. Their flesh barely functions. They can't even raise an arm to claw at me. But the noises. The noises still carry on. With the nights in the north still dipping near freezing, they don't really rot. They just desiccate in the sun.
I wonder why they still are able to make the sounds. They... | |
[WP] Your hand trembles as you finish drawing the circle in lamb's blood. Deep breaths. Anyone could catch a demon or an imp, but now things are serious. You're about to summon an angel. | I was so hungover. I don't remember getting hangovers when I started drinking, but here they were now. It almost made me want to stop drinking. Almost.
Aneyli sat two rows in front of me, the sun reflecting off her golden hair beneath her graduation cap, almost like her hair was the sun itself. She was hungover too, ... | Anna drew a final arc across the floor with her blood-stained fingers. The rite hadn't truly begun, and yet already an intense energy was surged within her. Like the candlelight, it shifted to and fro, searching for a way to escape.
But she knew that haste would be her downfall, so she double- and triple-checked the g... | |
[WP] Your hand trembles as you finish drawing the circle in lamb's blood. Deep breaths. Anyone could catch a demon or an imp, but now things are serious. You're about to summon an angel. | The art of summoning and binding had been built upon breaking taboos and disregarding warnings, but one rule was always honored: *never* summon an angel. I’d made deals with Mephistopheles, summoned servants of Beelzebub, bound countless imps and spirits to my name, but still my hands trembled as I completed the revers... | Anna drew a final arc across the floor with her blood-stained fingers. The rite hadn't truly begun, and yet already an intense energy was surged within her. Like the candlelight, it shifted to and fro, searching for a way to escape.
But she knew that haste would be her downfall, so she double- and triple-checked the g... | |
[WP] Your hand trembles as you finish drawing the circle in lamb's blood. Deep breaths. Anyone could catch a demon or an imp, but now things are serious. You're about to summon an angel. | The art of summoning and binding had been built upon breaking taboos and disregarding warnings, but one rule was always honored: *never* summon an angel. I’d made deals with Mephistopheles, summoned servants of Beelzebub, bound countless imps and spirits to my name, but still my hands trembled as I completed the revers... | I was so hungover. I don't remember getting hangovers when I started drinking, but here they were now. It almost made me want to stop drinking. Almost.
Aneyli sat two rows in front of me, the sun reflecting off her golden hair beneath her graduation cap, almost like her hair was the sun itself. She was hungover too, ... | |
[WP] A forest spirit resented and fought humanity when it built train tracks and towns throughout its land. The rails long abandoned and the towns reclaimed by nature, it now misses the noise and chaos of humans. | People were surprised when a train station was opened at the La Mesa Watershed. Why the Watershed? It was out of the way and out of the city. The only rationale that occurred to anyone was that it really did significantly cut travel time between Quezon City in Manila, and Norzagaray in Bulacan.
Plus, the station was l... | Some of the voices, I managed to reach some of the voices.
Some of the voices heard my pleas and cries. Those who heard took up my call and spoke loudly, "We must defend her, if not now, there will be no Earth for your children to inhabit!"
The weight of the machines, crafted from iron ripped from my veins and used t... | |
[WP] You've worked on the CRISPR project for years, and your young daughter is dying of a genetic anomaly. You secretly cure her using a snippet of DNA from an exotic animal. Twenty years later, her young twins develop some interesting traits. | So I accidentally made a pair of psychics.
My daughter was suffering from a rare genetic illness, Dying in her bed in incredible pain. I worked for weeks and weeks and weeks, little sleep, little food. I lost 40 lbs.
But I did it, I designed a protein that corrected for her neurological disorder. I designed a system ... | "Dr. Reynolds, your daughter will see you now." The nurse said, her voice sounding strained.
"Oh thank God! Twins, right? Being a grandpa to not one..but two! Can you imagine?!" My excitement was visceral, but the nurse merely nodded.
"Yes... its.. ummm. A miracle. Congratulations." She said bluntly, quickly pointi... | |
[WP] You are a killer hiding in a woman's closet at night, waiting for the right moment to strike. You see her finally get into her bed and presumably fall asleep. Just as you're about to make a move, you feel warm breath hit the back of your neck. | "Oh- are you here to..."
"Yeah... you too?"
"Yeah"
Well shit.
You stalk and find a target finally, put on your mask, hide in the closet, and it turns out there was another guy with the same idea, albeit under the bed.
"Aw fuck, is there like a dibs rule?"
"I mean, I've been following her for months."
Months! Hah!... | Introduction:
I had many ideas for this story, I could have done the clever idea of a monster in the closet, or something else to that affect, but I decided I wanted to go a little different.
So to start our story off, let me intoduce to you our protagonist, he has been reffered by the media by many names, but most o... | |
[WP] You are a killer hiding in a woman's closet at night, waiting for the right moment to strike. You see her finally get into her bed and presumably fall asleep. Just as you're about to make a move, you feel warm breath hit the back of your neck. | What a lovely house. Nestled between gently rolling hills in the woods and just far enough from civilization to enjoy the solitude nature brings without sacrificing the comforts of modern living. The interior is spacious, but not overly so. Plenty of nooks and crannies for me to scope the place out from the inside whil... | Introduction:
I had many ideas for this story, I could have done the clever idea of a monster in the closet, or something else to that affect, but I decided I wanted to go a little different.
So to start our story off, let me intoduce to you our protagonist, he has been reffered by the media by many names, but most o... | |
[WP] You are a killer hiding in a woman's closet at night, waiting for the right moment to strike. You see her finally get into her bed and presumably fall asleep. Just as you're about to make a move, you feel warm breath hit the back of your neck. | "Oh- are you here to..."
"Yeah... you too?"
"Yeah"
Well shit.
You stalk and find a target finally, put on your mask, hide in the closet, and it turns out there was another guy with the same idea, albeit under the bed.
"Aw fuck, is there like a dibs rule?"
"I mean, I've been following her for months."
Months! Hah!... | A soft draft broke the ecstatic concentration, the warmth lessening the lust in his eyes. He stretched his mouth into a genuine smile, so different to the one he had been practicing day after day. Her shoes sprawled on the worn carpet of her room, a small heel caught in a thread from the rug. The black patent caught ... | |
[WP] You are a killer hiding in a woman's closet at night, waiting for the right moment to strike. You see her finally get into her bed and presumably fall asleep. Just as you're about to make a move, you feel warm breath hit the back of your neck. | "Oh- are you here to..."
"Yeah... you too?"
"Yeah"
Well shit.
You stalk and find a target finally, put on your mask, hide in the closet, and it turns out there was another guy with the same idea, albeit under the bed.
"Aw fuck, is there like a dibs rule?"
"I mean, I've been following her for months."
Months! Hah!... | It was at that moment that the heater had just turned on.
She must have adjusted the thermostat before heading to bed. I turned behind me to make sure that it could not be anything else, and there it was, like perfectly arranged slits opening sideways.
It was the face of the vent.
Its warm breath filled the close... | |
[WP] You are a killer hiding in a woman's closet at night, waiting for the right moment to strike. You see her finally get into her bed and presumably fall asleep. Just as you're about to make a move, you feel warm breath hit the back of your neck. | What a lovely house. Nestled between gently rolling hills in the woods and just far enough from civilization to enjoy the solitude nature brings without sacrificing the comforts of modern living. The interior is spacious, but not overly so. Plenty of nooks and crannies for me to scope the place out from the inside whil... | It was at that moment that the heater had just turned on.
She must have adjusted the thermostat before heading to bed. I turned behind me to make sure that it could not be anything else, and there it was, like perfectly arranged slits opening sideways.
It was the face of the vent.
Its warm breath filled the close... | |
[WP] It’s the future, and a new service has been developed to text and tell people they will die 24 hours before they do. One morning, everyone on Earth gets that text. | "It's weird when you wake up to it. To the end. To death." I remember an old spoof movie that said you cant wake up dead unless you are a zombie. Figuratively speaking it's an accurate statement. Up until today I have been mindlessly going about my days for years like a zombie. I've been working up the courage to just ... | The year is 2093. You're on an island full of dinosaurs somewhere in the Pacific Ocean.
Beeeeeeeeep. Bzzzzzzz. Brrrrrrp. All at once, the emergency alert signal starts going off on every single phone in the area. There's no children on the island, so it can't be an Amber alert. You reach into your back pocket and rea... | |
[WP] As children, people develop a telepathic connection to their future soulmate. It usually is perceived as mental background noise, as it is so intwined with one's own mind. However, as you are talking with a friend of yours, you suddenly realize that neither of you are actually saying anything. | Soulmates. Obviously it's the one you're meant to marry, right? The one you love, and want to spend all your time with, forever. The one you're so close to you can hear each others thoughts, carry on a whole conversation without saying a word. Today, as we celebrate our thirtieth anniversary with our friends and famili... | I'm a bot, *bleep*, *bloop*. Someone has linked to this thread from another place on reddit:
- [/r/u_vikeesii] [\[WP\] As children, people develop a telepathic connection to their future soulmate. It usually is perceived as mental background noise, as it is so intwined with one's own mind. However, as you are talking ... | |
[WP] As children, people develop a telepathic connection to their future soulmate. It usually is perceived as mental background noise, as it is so intwined with one's own mind. However, as you are talking with a friend of yours, you suddenly realize that neither of you are actually saying anything. | I could hear her more clearly now. My soulmate. At first she had been nothing but fleeting images and sounds on the edge of my senses. Like deja-vu or a gut feeling. It felt like being haunted, but happily so - I wasn't alone anymore. She felt familiar, like home, yet I still couldn't tell who she was. As our telepathi... | I'm a bot, *bleep*, *bloop*. Someone has linked to this thread from another place on reddit:
- [/r/u_vikeesii] [\[WP\] As children, people develop a telepathic connection to their future soulmate. It usually is perceived as mental background noise, as it is so intwined with one's own mind. However, as you are talking ... | |
[WP] As children, people develop a telepathic connection to their future soulmate. It usually is perceived as mental background noise, as it is so intwined with one's own mind. However, as you are talking with a friend of yours, you suddenly realize that neither of you are actually saying anything. | Everyone at school was always finding and talking about who their soulmates are, and I'm sitting in the corner, worried if I'm going to do poorly on the ACT, or when the next episode of my favorite podcasts are going to come out. I'm Michael, your average nerdy, skinny, white boy... At public school.
The only fortunat... | I'm a bot, *bleep*, *bloop*. Someone has linked to this thread from another place on reddit:
- [/r/u_vikeesii] [\[WP\] As children, people develop a telepathic connection to their future soulmate. It usually is perceived as mental background noise, as it is so intwined with one's own mind. However, as you are talking ... | |
[WP] As children, people develop a telepathic connection to their future soulmate. It usually is perceived as mental background noise, as it is so intwined with one's own mind. However, as you are talking with a friend of yours, you suddenly realize that neither of you are actually saying anything. | I'm 26. I just graduated in robotics applied to the medical field. I didn't exactly take the easiest route to having a degree of some sorts. A small brush with the law, nothing too serious mind you: petty theft. I had to eat, stole a few items here and there, maybe a wallet or two. I did my time, 8 months. I was lucky ... | I'm a bot, *bleep*, *bloop*. Someone has linked to this thread from another place on reddit:
- [/r/u_vikeesii] [\[WP\] As children, people develop a telepathic connection to their future soulmate. It usually is perceived as mental background noise, as it is so intwined with one's own mind. However, as you are talking ... | |
[WP] As children, people develop a telepathic connection to their future soulmate. It usually is perceived as mental background noise, as it is so intwined with one's own mind. However, as you are talking with a friend of yours, you suddenly realize that neither of you are actually saying anything. | Everyone at school was always finding and talking about who their soulmates are, and I'm sitting in the corner, worried if I'm going to do poorly on the ACT, or when the next episode of my favorite podcasts are going to come out. I'm Michael, your average nerdy, skinny, white boy... At public school.
The only fortunat... | Soulmates. Obviously it's the one you're meant to marry, right? The one you love, and want to spend all your time with, forever. The one you're so close to you can hear each others thoughts, carry on a whole conversation without saying a word. Today, as we celebrate our thirtieth anniversary with our friends and famili... | |
[WP] As children, people develop a telepathic connection to their future soulmate. It usually is perceived as mental background noise, as it is so intwined with one's own mind. However, as you are talking with a friend of yours, you suddenly realize that neither of you are actually saying anything. | I'm 26. I just graduated in robotics applied to the medical field. I didn't exactly take the easiest route to having a degree of some sorts. A small brush with the law, nothing too serious mind you: petty theft. I had to eat, stole a few items here and there, maybe a wallet or two. I did my time, 8 months. I was lucky ... | Soulmates. Obviously it's the one you're meant to marry, right? The one you love, and want to spend all your time with, forever. The one you're so close to you can hear each others thoughts, carry on a whole conversation without saying a word. Today, as we celebrate our thirtieth anniversary with our friends and famili... | |
[WP] As children, people develop a telepathic connection to their future soulmate. It usually is perceived as mental background noise, as it is so intwined with one's own mind. However, as you are talking with a friend of yours, you suddenly realize that neither of you are actually saying anything. | How long had I known Barry, by now? Since kindergarten? Preschool, maybe? We'd been through just about everything together, from playing at recess to fist-fights in the high school hallways. Yeah, sure, we had our squad with us, our other buddies that'd be right there with us helpin' kick some ass, but Barry and I had ... | I heard of the telepathic connection soulmates shared with each other. My grandparents were lucky enough to have such a deep connection. For some people, it's so intertwined within one's own thoughts that it's not easily perceived.
In high school, people normally casted this aside, taking it as an opportunity to expl... | |
[WP] You’re born always knowing what percent through your life you are. While walking to work you catch a shimmer of light in the sky. Your progress skips from 19% to 85%. | It had all started on my 15th birthday. I’d been walking to school, as usual, when the glimmer of a dancing neon sign caught my eye. Involuntarily, I turned, the tiniest flick of the eyes, such a small twitch for the catastrophe that followed.
In that instant, just the blink of an eye, my life bar glitched upward from... | I had just turned eighteen years old a couple of months before. I figured I would live to be about a hundred plus so I wasn't really worried. I mean 19% was only one-sixth of my life, right? I dunno, I'm was never that great at math but I know I figure that I had a lot of living to still to do.
My plans were to avo... | |
[WP] You are the devil's only friend. Today is his birthday. | Maybe you think you have it bad on your birthday. Maybe your friends forgot about you and left you at the bar by yourself, maybe they didn't and you're going to be spending the next three days nursing the most intense hangover of your life. Believe me, whoever you are, you don't have it as rough as a friend of mine. Be... | Celebrating the Devil's birthday
I laid my fingers on the door handle. The old sweaty metal radiated with cold. Quickly I pulled them away. With my elbow, protected by my jacket's sleeves, I pressed down on the bar and opened the door.
"Hello"
"Ay"
It was pretty dark. A single, irritatingly bright but small lamp... | |
[WP] You are the devil's only friend. Today is his birthday. | I may be an asshole.
Not the kind of asshole, that would drive a massive, jacked-up pickup truck. More the kind of asshole who thinks he can get away with anything, and so usually does.
Well, one night I'm living large on the town, you know how it is, jumping from pub to pub, grabbing a bit of ass, throwing a few di... | Celebrating the Devil's birthday
I laid my fingers on the door handle. The old sweaty metal radiated with cold. Quickly I pulled them away. With my elbow, protected by my jacket's sleeves, I pressed down on the bar and opened the door.
"Hello"
"Ay"
It was pretty dark. A single, irritatingly bright but small lamp... | |
[WP] You are the devil's only friend. Today is his birthday. | I may be an asshole.
Not the kind of asshole, that would drive a massive, jacked-up pickup truck. More the kind of asshole who thinks he can get away with anything, and so usually does.
Well, one night I'm living large on the town, you know how it is, jumping from pub to pub, grabbing a bit of ass, throwing a few di... | Midsummer again. Each year passes more quickly than the last. That's getting old for you.
For those of us who age, anyway.
"How many of these should I be lighting?" I say. The match flares. I touch it to a single candle. Black Forest cake, the same as every year.
"And you call yourself my friend!" Lucifer murmurs ... | |
[WP] You are the devil's only friend. Today is his birthday. | I may be an asshole.
Not the kind of asshole, that would drive a massive, jacked-up pickup truck. More the kind of asshole who thinks he can get away with anything, and so usually does.
Well, one night I'm living large on the town, you know how it is, jumping from pub to pub, grabbing a bit of ass, throwing a few di... | Maybe you think you have it bad on your birthday. Maybe your friends forgot about you and left you at the bar by yourself, maybe they didn't and you're going to be spending the next three days nursing the most intense hangover of your life. Believe me, whoever you are, you don't have it as rough as a friend of mine. Be... | |
[WP] You are the devil's only friend. Today is his birthday. | I was nervous as I approached the front door or my friend's house, making sure the folder in my hands was still there. And of course it still was, I hadn't dropped it nor lost it nor misplaced it the other fifteen hundred times I checked. I know, I know, I need to chill. But still, I couldn't help it! I was both excite... | Nobody’s the villain in their own story. I remember my mom saying that after Billy McIntyre locked me in the bathroom at school for wearing red shoes, and it’s always stuck with me. I believe no one wakes up in the morning thinking: “How can I be as downright evil, as criminally villainous as I can possibly be today.” ... | |
[WP] You are the devil's only friend. Today is his birthday. | I was nervous as I approached the front door or my friend's house, making sure the folder in my hands was still there. And of course it still was, I hadn't dropped it nor lost it nor misplaced it the other fifteen hundred times I checked. I know, I know, I need to chill. But still, I couldn't help it! I was both excite... | I stood on the street looking at the decrepit house on the other side. I stared at it for I don't know how long, spending all that time preparing myself for the sight I was to gaze upon. Unsure of myself, unsure of what would happen once I was inside. In the end, I began walking towards the house, for there was nothing... | |
[WP] A man has lived far beyond his time, and was meant to die years ago. But every time the Reaper came, the man was in the middle of something so interesting, that Death did not want to interrupt him. | Death knew what he was doing was unnatural. When its time for someone to go, its Deaths job to escort them. Those were the rules, but... but who was really there to stop Death? There was Life, but Life wouldn't argue against Death stalling the departure of one of her precious creations. There was no god, no natural ord... | Slithering in the Winter wind, beyond the vision of all creatures, and existing before time: the embodiment and spirit of death, the visage under skin, changed its cosmic focus once again-- which is to say in our limited tongue or language, made its way once again, to the man it could not help but spare. Its "eye" swi... | |
[WP] You see the same person waiting at the train station every morning, as you walk past. Only, the train station has been closed since as long as you can remember. Today, you decide to talk to them. | I see him everyday on my way to the metro. This train station, where they frequently linger, has long since been abandoned from as far as I can remember. It wasn't apparent that they were vagrant, since he wore nice clothes, a messenger cap with a blue vest over his long-sleeves most of the time, and seems to read the ... | "I see you here every day," I told him.
"I'm always around," he replied in a voice that creaked out of his jagged smile.
"Don't look like the train's comin'," I continued, unsure of even why I had stopped to chat this morning.
"Well, it'll get here when it does. As things do."
I turned my head, half a step a... | |
[WP] As far as you can remember the five of you have been best friends. One day while hanging out you bump your head, but as you wake up you see your friends for who they really are. The Four Horsemen of the Apocolypse | "I'm just saying," Helen says, "just because a bunch of damn 'doctors' says it's right doesn't mean you should vaccinate your kids. I don't care if there's a measles outbreak, Brakayleigh and Paydinne aren't getting any of those damn 'shots.'" She swipes some of her bleach-blonde hair, darkening at the roots, behind he... | *you 5 are running through the woods happy as can be. You all are the best if friends. You trip on a root and your head slams into the tree.*"ugh"*you grown as you look at your 4 friends and near pass out. They... they... THEY ARE THE FOUR HORSEMAN*"OH GOD DON'T KILL ME"*you cower in fear and they look confused before ... | |
[WP] As a young god in school you are tasked with creating a world with free will that doesn't destroy itself. You are the only one that succeeds. | "The assignment was difficult, I admit," said Hysterna, her scales whispering against each other as she coiled in front of the class. "But still, the level of excrement in your work is so high that, metaphorically speaking, your worlds are brown." She hissed disapprovingly, and the class flinched.
"What did I tell you... | "Let there be light!" I said.
And there was light. Then I created a small blue planet with oceans and land orbiting that light. After that I created a big gas planet to take in all the left over stuff i didn't need. They said i was over engineering it. I swirled the orbits around my fingers, what would go here? And i... | |
[WP] As a young god in school you are tasked with creating a world with free will that doesn't destroy itself. You are the only one that succeeds. | It became something of a tradition, from what I’d gathered. Every year, the teacher in charge of Fundamental Philosophy would begin with a simple assignment: design a world such that there are intelligent forms which both have free will and do not succumb to entropy. It had a lot of merit to it, a sort of self-validati... | "Let there be light!" I said.
And there was light. Then I created a small blue planet with oceans and land orbiting that light. After that I created a big gas planet to take in all the left over stuff i didn't need. They said i was over engineering it. I swirled the orbits around my fingers, what would go here? And i... | |
[WP] You’re now a lonely old man with a lawn. You want to say *those* special words. But none of the kids ever come near you. You sit on your porch chair waiting for the day it happens. That is, if it ever comes. | On the first light night of summer 2017 I proudly positioned the handmade rocking chair on my newly constructed decking. As the sun beat down it caused a single bead of sweat to slowly slide from my right temple like a solitary tear. Drawing a path to my jaw bone.
The beer was bitterly refreshing and my cigarette smo... | I heard a sound in the distance and dismissed it irrevocably. A scraping noise like a snow plow, but in the middle of summer. On my right side the children were playing hockey in the street again. It gave me fond memories of the time I played basketball on this very street when I was their age.
The noise was the soun... | |
[WP] You’re now a lonely old man with a lawn. You want to say *those* special words. But none of the kids ever come near you. You sit on your porch chair waiting for the day it happens. That is, if it ever comes. | Grant had been an old man for as long as he could remember. Not to say that he’d never been young, there had been another life, a wife, a son, a family. But those memories had grown so painful that Grant considered the man that they belonged to another person. It was easier to take care of the lawn. The old Grant hadn’... | You sit on the porch, rocking back and forth, remembering the promise you made to yourself when you were first yelled *those* special words.
Jane died only a year prior. Leaving you with retirement money and time. With the neighborhood all grown up, there's only one thing to do...
Your target is the house with the b... | |
[WP] You are not a time traveler, but a time thief. You use your abilities mostly for good, taking time from the healthy and giving it to the dying so they can spend a bit more of their last moments with their loved ones. A recent doctor’s visit reveals you have a terminal illness. | "What?"
The doctor struggled to look me in the eyes. "Hyper-acute hepatic insufficiency."
"And what the heck is that?"
"Your liver is dying, Mr. Reese. And quickly. We're not quite sure what caused it, but--"
"How much?" I demanded. "How much time do I have left?"
The doctor shuffled his papers. "A few weeks at mo... | The touch of death and the breath of life, after all these centuries, together again. Of course to each other, Desmond was just his baby brother and he was the older brother Lyle. Though they hadn't spoken over the years, their minds were intertwined at birth. First Lyle decided he wanted things to live, and in synchro... | |
[WP] "You don't get to just walk away from being a god" | The man lied in the in the shallow black pool of liquid that was held in the center of the dark room. He felt the reverberations around him, those of *It* and *Its* workings. But he wasn’t awake. Not exactly. He was there but not. He felt and saw everything around him but he didn’t *care.* Like being detached from your... | "You don't get to just walk away from being a god"
Those words rang out, imperious, forbidding. I took one last glance at Paradise and jumped.
As I sped towards Earth, the wind whistling past, I stayed alert for any who tried to follow.
None did.
The clouds parted beneath me, revealing the blue and green expanse ... | |
[WP] "You don't get to just walk away from being a god" | A debugger is a person who makes sure that the code has no errors or recursions.
They will run the program, find some flaws, test it, challenge it, try to break it. The idea is to fill those nooks nobody sees on their first run or to optimize the data so it is more streamlined.
With this in mind, I thought I could ... | "You don't get to just walk away from being a god"
Those words rang out, imperious, forbidding. I took one last glance at Paradise and jumped.
As I sped towards Earth, the wind whistling past, I stayed alert for any who tried to follow.
None did.
The clouds parted beneath me, revealing the blue and green expanse ... | |
[WP] "You don't get to just walk away from being a god" | "You don't get to just walk away from being a God!" The woman screamed clenching her fists at her side. The great hall fell silent as all eyes locked onto her. No one dared make a sound as they awaited the punishment that would fall upon her.
The figure turned from the entrance of the great hall slowly, his face a dar... | "You don't get to just walk away from being a god"
Those words rang out, imperious, forbidding. I took one last glance at Paradise and jumped.
As I sped towards Earth, the wind whistling past, I stayed alert for any who tried to follow.
None did.
The clouds parted beneath me, revealing the blue and green expanse ... | |
[WP] "You don't get to just walk away from being a god" | I was playing a flute when he showed up. The song was piercing to the heart. It was piercing the ears too, like a dying cat. Maybe it was just that I was not very good at it.
Or maybe I knew that anybody hearing this noise would give it a wide berth, leaving me alone.
But not him.
He had a bright orange hair and b... | "You don't get to just walk away from being a god"
Those words rang out, imperious, forbidding. I took one last glance at Paradise and jumped.
As I sped towards Earth, the wind whistling past, I stayed alert for any who tried to follow.
None did.
The clouds parted beneath me, revealing the blue and green expanse ... | |
[WP] "You don't get to just walk away from being a god" | The man lied in the in the shallow black pool of liquid that was held in the center of the dark room. He felt the reverberations around him, those of *It* and *Its* workings. But he wasn’t awake. Not exactly. He was there but not. He felt and saw everything around him but he didn’t *care.* Like being detached from your... | "I was never a god but a mere fool," Karreo said to the young, bloody soldier, as he walked away from the corpse-crammed battlefield toward the barren lands far in the horizon. Each of his steps scorched the ground, leaving sizzling coils of smoke in his wake.
There was a thud behind him and Karreo winced, the last ma... | |
[WP] "You don't get to just walk away from being a god" | A debugger is a person who makes sure that the code has no errors or recursions.
They will run the program, find some flaws, test it, challenge it, try to break it. The idea is to fill those nooks nobody sees on their first run or to optimize the data so it is more streamlined.
With this in mind, I thought I could ... | "I was never a god but a mere fool," Karreo said to the young, bloody soldier, as he walked away from the corpse-crammed battlefield toward the barren lands far in the horizon. Each of his steps scorched the ground, leaving sizzling coils of smoke in his wake.
There was a thud behind him and Karreo winced, the last ma... | |
[WP] "You don't get to just walk away from being a god" | The man lied in the in the shallow black pool of liquid that was held in the center of the dark room. He felt the reverberations around him, those of *It* and *Its* workings. But he wasn’t awake. Not exactly. He was there but not. He felt and saw everything around him but he didn’t *care.* Like being detached from your... | "You do not get to just walk away from being a God!" Kroden's voice rang across King Cadence's ears as he tried to prop himself up near the foot of his throne. "I gave you immortality, a place in the Pantheon, I reforged you into the man you are today and you spat back in my face!" Cadence could barely register any of ... | |
[WP] "You don't get to just walk away from being a god" | A debugger is a person who makes sure that the code has no errors or recursions.
They will run the program, find some flaws, test it, challenge it, try to break it. The idea is to fill those nooks nobody sees on their first run or to optimize the data so it is more streamlined.
With this in mind, I thought I could ... | "You do not get to just walk away from being a God!" Kroden's voice rang across King Cadence's ears as he tried to prop himself up near the foot of his throne. "I gave you immortality, a place in the Pantheon, I reforged you into the man you are today and you spat back in my face!" Cadence could barely register any of ... | |
[WP] "You don't get to just walk away from being a god" | The man lied in the in the shallow black pool of liquid that was held in the center of the dark room. He felt the reverberations around him, those of *It* and *Its* workings. But he wasn’t awake. Not exactly. He was there but not. He felt and saw everything around him but he didn’t *care.* Like being detached from your... | “You don’t just walk away from being a god!” Screeched Wrgeldref, Sfghilaf’ s mother and goddess of conspiracy . “I’m sorry Mother” replied Sfghilaf “I never wanted to be king of the gods, I want to be an adventurer! Killing evil beasts, marrying princesses, learning the power of friendship, that’s the life for me!” ... | |
[WP] "You don't get to just walk away from being a god" | A debugger is a person who makes sure that the code has no errors or recursions.
They will run the program, find some flaws, test it, challenge it, try to break it. The idea is to fill those nooks nobody sees on their first run or to optimize the data so it is more streamlined.
With this in mind, I thought I could ... | “You don’t just walk away from being a god!” Screeched Wrgeldref, Sfghilaf’ s mother and goddess of conspiracy . “I’m sorry Mother” replied Sfghilaf “I never wanted to be king of the gods, I want to be an adventurer! Killing evil beasts, marrying princesses, learning the power of friendship, that’s the life for me!” ... | |
[WP] "You don't get to just walk away from being a god" | The man lied in the in the shallow black pool of liquid that was held in the center of the dark room. He felt the reverberations around him, those of *It* and *Its* workings. But he wasn’t awake. Not exactly. He was there but not. He felt and saw everything around him but he didn’t *care.* Like being detached from your... | The king huffed as he ran into his throne room, sword dragging against the rough marble floor. A pity, scratching such an ornate arrangement, a mosaic representation of someone, apparently dear to the people, had they commissioned such a request. The king looked around, not scared, but rather intrigued and contemplatin... | |
[WP] "You don't get to just walk away from being a god" | A debugger is a person who makes sure that the code has no errors or recursions.
They will run the program, find some flaws, test it, challenge it, try to break it. The idea is to fill those nooks nobody sees on their first run or to optimize the data so it is more streamlined.
With this in mind, I thought I could ... | The king huffed as he ran into his throne room, sword dragging against the rough marble floor. A pity, scratching such an ornate arrangement, a mosaic representation of someone, apparently dear to the people, had they commissioned such a request. The king looked around, not scared, but rather intrigued and contemplatin... | |
[WP] "You don't get to just walk away from being a god" | The man lied in the in the shallow black pool of liquid that was held in the center of the dark room. He felt the reverberations around him, those of *It* and *Its* workings. But he wasn’t awake. Not exactly. He was there but not. He felt and saw everything around him but he didn’t *care.* Like being detached from your... | "You don't get to just walk away from being the god!" Gabriel said with a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"I can and I will!" I snapped back, "Don't you get it? I'm tired of all this. All people do is sleep on me. I do everything I can but they choose to ignore me."
"But if you quit, who would do all of your responsi... | |
[WP] "You don't get to just walk away from being a god" | I was playing a flute when he showed up. The song was piercing to the heart. It was piercing the ears too, like a dying cat. Maybe it was just that I was not very good at it.
Or maybe I knew that anybody hearing this noise would give it a wide berth, leaving me alone.
But not him.
He had a bright orange hair and b... | [“What can a dead god do?”](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/7qotun/comment/dsquxu1?st=JHKLBXDK&sh=06cd19e3)
“You can come back. You can give your people hope again.”
Superman glared at Wonder Woman.
“I’m done with that life, Diana.” He turned back to his ice sculpture. Wonder Woman stopped him ... | |
[WP] Everything around you becomes incredibly boring. You discover you can use this curse to help people, though; for instance, if you walk into a burning building, the fires go out and the previously trapped victims start doing their taxes instead. | "I just don't get it."
"Me neither."
"On paper, this guy sounds extraordinary, but you're saying that he's so\-"
"Completely underwhelming. I feel as if I'm getting catfished."
"But he looks exactly like his picture?"
"Yup."
"My god. Can I meet him?"
"Trust me, not worth your time at all."
That was my date, I c... | "Not even with a team of 1,000 men could we accomplish this. It is folly!" exclaimed Benjamin as George and Abe worked through the plan for the tenth time.
"I may have been out of touch for a while but if there's one thing I know, it's strategy. This isnt the first war I've waged and it won't be the last, ev... | |
[WP] Aliens try enslaving humanity, but they're about as tall as a basketball, their weapons don't hurt us, and they're adorable. | **Infiltration Report**
Dread Emperor, I am pleased to report our success in enslaving these primitive giants, albeit in an entirely unexpected manner.
You will be glad to know that they are even stronger and more powerful than our estimates, being entirely immune to all of our weapons; no matter how much power we pu... | It was the cats all along.
Cute and all, hanging around since the dawn of man.
They brought less advanced species, the whole feline family, and planted fake evidence of a common ancestry but truly they come from out there, dude.
They foresaw our supremacy on the Earth and went along for the long ride, on our shoulde... | |
[WP] Aliens try enslaving humanity, but they're about as tall as a basketball, their weapons don't hurt us, and they're adorable. | We detected their giant starship, a hundred kilometers long, as it passed the orbit of Neptune. Decelerating rapidly it still took months to arrive. Earth's first contact with an alien race resulted in social chaos and religious upheaval. Meanwhile the militaries of the world worked feverishly together as never before ... | It was the cats all along.
Cute and all, hanging around since the dawn of man.
They brought less advanced species, the whole feline family, and planted fake evidence of a common ancestry but truly they come from out there, dude.
They foresaw our supremacy on the Earth and went along for the long ride, on our shoulde... | |
[WP] all combat, including real-life combat, is turn-based | It was nearly 1:30 am when Jennifer Grayford, attorney at law, pushed open the garage door and walked into the kitchen of her house, flipping on the lights. She had hoped she could sneak to the master bedroom without waking anyone, but as she crossed the kitchen there was a rustling and then the music started to play. ... | "And here was the greatest siege in history." The tour guide explained.
It was the most awesome sight i had ever laid my eyes on. Two thousand skeletons in authentic medieval garb. Their catapults still loaded, and a giant boulder hung in the air about to strike the castle walls. Meanwhile the walls were deserted. Mos... | |
[WP] all combat, including real-life combat, is turn-based | It was nearly 1:30 am when Jennifer Grayford, attorney at law, pushed open the garage door and walked into the kitchen of her house, flipping on the lights. She had hoped she could sneak to the master bedroom without waking anyone, but as she crossed the kitchen there was a rustling and then the music started to play. ... | “Guys what do I do?” “Geez Gary I don’t know how bout you USE YOUR GOSH DARN LIMIT BREAK!”
I didn’t have a limit break just a long strings of attacks with for some reason counted as one attack. “Alex for the last time that would kill the dude! It ends with me snapping there gosh darn neck and unless his dodge skill i... | |
[WP] Two kings have been engaged in a bitter war for over a decade, each one performing strategic marvels from his throne. Unknown to both of them. Both of their armies have long since shaken hands and gone home as friends. The entire kingdom is in on it. | "Yes, my liege, a brilliant strategy as always. They'll never know what hit them. Until it does. Erm. Hit them. That is." A bead of sweat began to trickle down the royal Advisor's brow, adding a further shimmer to his already glistening complexion. "I shall draft a message to the frontlines at once, by your leave." The... | King Amadeus, still sweating at the thought of his last theatrical defeat, was certain this time he would win. Adjusting his royal purple robe and then ruby-embedded crown atop his wispy black hair, he was all but ready for his performance. Peering out through wrinkled but wide eyes that told of once-youthful vigor, he... | |
[WP] Two kings have been engaged in a bitter war for over a decade, each one performing strategic marvels from his throne. Unknown to both of them. Both of their armies have long since shaken hands and gone home as friends. The entire kingdom is in on it. | Two kings, one feud
Bitterness running through
Their veins
Soldiers and generals
Have stopped the good fight long ago
But still did rehearsals for the Kings' ego
A carefully orchestrated play
The "dead" alongside the props at bay
Ex manchina the name of various types
Of misfortunes and "unfortunate" sights
A w... | King Amadeus, still sweating at the thought of his last theatrical defeat, was certain this time he would win. Adjusting his royal purple robe and then ruby-embedded crown atop his wispy black hair, he was all but ready for his performance. Peering out through wrinkled but wide eyes that told of once-youthful vigor, he... | |
[WP] “Using engineered viral agents, the oblivious human test subjects are replaced cell by cell with superior synthetic counterparts; bone and muscle is reinforced and eventually replaced with carbon nanotubes; when Project: ANKH is finished, we will have evolved our species within one generation” | "The human tests are complete, so far no known adverse side affects have shown up," I announced to the members of our small lab, "we have succeeded in deciding our own evolution."
I raised the letter above my head, "we have gotten the go ahead to release the virus into the atmosphere from all the world governments.... | "Using engineered viral agents, the oblivious human test subjects are replaced cell by cell with superior synthetic counterparts; bone and muscle is replaced with carbon nanotubes; when Project ANKH is finished, we will have evolved our species within one generation."
That's what the proposal had said, what they *prom... | |
[WP] You have the ability to leave your body and wander as a spirit for a specific duration of time. Last night you went to wander and when you came back you see yourself making breakfast. | I'd always reveled in the escape this astral projection ability gave me. The ability to leave reality behind while I explored the world was like an addiction I couldn't put down. The freedom, the possibilities. Too many sleepless nights eased after a soothing trip soaring the skies.
One such night, I lay awake in bed,... | When everyone else is sleeping, I like to go and wander around. Why? I like the night. While others get nervous going out after hours, for me it’s quite relaxing. The quiet streets, the city lights, and when its dark, no one really cares if you’re simply lounging around, thinking, enjoying the view. Unlike in the day, ... | |
[WP] You have the ability to leave your body and wander as a spirit for a specific duration of time. Last night you went to wander and when you came back you see yourself making breakfast. | I'd always reveled in the escape this astral projection ability gave me. The ability to leave reality behind while I explored the world was like an addiction I couldn't put down. The freedom, the possibilities. Too many sleepless nights eased after a soothing trip soaring the skies.
One such night, I lay awake in bed,... | When I was a kid, I used to ask my dad a lot of questions about how stuff worked (why does a soap dissolve in water but we don't, why does the sun change colour, etc.), but he was never one for heady scientific discussions. My parents were not highly educated and much of science seemed like magic to them. My curiosity ... | |
[WP] At a world peace summit, it comes to light that you are the only world leader that isn't a lizard person. | The summit was a private one. I in my classic trench coat stood up. “Ok so for this peace summit I would like to reque-“ I was cut off by the leader of Russia. “Relax comrad. We don’t need to put up this facade anymore. I’m going to be in my real form if you all don’t mind.” At that point Putin started to shed his skin... | You know, I should've seen it coming when the servers brought out crickets.
Yeah, I thought it was strange too. Really? Crickets? I glanced over at the Prime Minister of London, to see his reaction, to express my confusion. Instead I saw him dig in. I glanced around, seeing more and more people just... diving right in... | |
[WP] James Bond enters a bar to meet his newest accomplice for his latest mission. As he sits down to brief his mission he introduces himself to his new partner. “Bond, James Bond. And you are?” The man answers with “Wick. John Wick.” | "What can I do for you, Mr. Wick?" Bond asked. He was sitting properly in his chair, wearing a clean black suit.
"You have a problem." Wick said, his face typically stoic. He, too, wore a suit, but his long hair and beard were an eyesore.
"And that is?" Bond asked.
"Me." Wick replied.
Bond's eyes grew larger, b... | James Bond was not amused. He had gotten a call from the Spy Development centre and the scientist had started excitedly babbling in his ears.
“Yes…..finally succeeded….2…never in….come in.. say hello.” Bond had gathered that they wanted him to
come in to the lab, however even as a top agent, he could not deci... | |
[WP] James Bond enters a bar to meet his newest accomplice for his latest mission. As he sits down to brief his mission he introduces himself to his new partner. “Bond, James Bond. And you are?” The man answers with “Wick. John Wick.” | "What can I do for you, Mr. Wick?" Bond asked. He was sitting properly in his chair, wearing a clean black suit.
"You have a problem." Wick said, his face typically stoic. He, too, wore a suit, but his long hair and beard were an eyesore.
"And that is?" Bond asked.
"Me." Wick replied.
Bond's eyes grew larger, b... | Bond raised an eyebrow in surprise.
"Mr Wick... I've heard a great deal about you."
John Wick sat in silence, in time he produced a brown envelope and pushed it across the table towards Bond. Seventeen years as an M15 operative had taught Bond a lot but some things weren't learned, they were instinct. He had been in ... | |
[WP] A women is found unconscious in the middle of a busy city. Her body is marked with names and dates, some are glowing red, some are striked out. | Shining eyes beat down on the woman lying in the 127th street left-right lane. Cars, motorcycles, and trucks flowed in rampant sync. A jockey whipped each motorist who toed too close to the victim, flashing 'GET OUT OF THE WAY' in their vision just quick enough for the vehicle to slide into the left-left lane. The hall... | I strolled down the city of New York at night admiring the gloomy atmosphere wondering what my next case would be when I saw something red glowing in the corner of my eye. I stopped and turned to see a women clad in black with cuts in her skin. As I walked closer I began to notice that the cuts were in fact names that ... | |
[WP] While you were alive, people always told you that there was a special place in hell for people like you. You've just died and discovered that they were right. | "Welcome to Hell Stan!"
"Uh... hi?"
Stan couldn't believe his eyes. He was dead, and he was definitely not in heaven. Not that surprising though, he had his share of tiny little sins.
"You don't look that shocked. Good! That will save us time. My name is Azazel, and I will be your host for today."
"Uh... I'm Stan" ... | All I remember was the a loud crashing as I crossed the tracks. Then nothing.
I awoke in a dimly lit room, surrounded by robed figures. A voice rang out, as if all were speaking to me at once.
"Welcome home, your highness." | |
[WP] While you were alive, people always told you that there was a special place in hell for people like you. You've just died and discovered that they were right. | All my life, I was told that there was a special place in Hell for people like me. All the way in the deepest level of Hell, was the home of my kind of people. People who science everything and don't accept anything which doesn't make sense.
I didn't care about them at all. Sure I can be a bit of a party-pooper some t... | All I remember was the a loud crashing as I crossed the tracks. Then nothing.
I awoke in a dimly lit room, surrounded by robed figures. A voice rang out, as if all were speaking to me at once.
"Welcome home, your highness." | |
[WP] You recently gained the ability to see people's K/D ratios, expecting to just be able to avoid people with kills. You certainly weren't expecting the groups of people with multiple deaths. | Memory Devices are illegal, and for good reason. First it was perverts copying the lost erotic dreams of unsuspecting victims, then soon it was hackers lifting passwords and thieves lifting pin numbers. Now, all such devices are strictly controlled by the government, only used for law enforcement when required. Whether... | I don't know how I got this power... no, curse. I don't know why I was chosen out of all the people on this planet, but I was. And now, I am going to die because of it.
Let's back up a little bit. It was April 13th of last year, and I had just woken up from a hard night of partying at Leo's place. I made my normal c... | |
Thanks! | [WP] Incorporate the following phrase into a piece of any length: "The spider of course, said nothing." | "YOU WANT SOME OF THIS, MOTHERFUCKER!?"
Evan shouted in the general direction of the toilet seat. He'd just returned from a night of boozing with the guys and his bladder certainly knew it. The shout, however, was intended for a small spider that made its home on the seat of Evan's toilet. The spider of course, sa... | I’d been in this place so long that I could no longer remember what the outside world looked like. All that remained were blurry images of faces and the warm feeling of sunlight lingering from my dreams as I woke to another lightless day. The struggle hit me, as it did every time I woke – should I bother continuing wi... |
The inspiration for this prompt was the lovely TheRabidFangirl! :) | [WP] As the latest employee in the world's most prestigious amusement park you are handed a list of rules all employee's must abide to. But it's filled with rather strange rules. What does: "There's only ever one of each mascot inside the park. Check for eyeholes." even mean? | *Rule 18: There is our one of each mascot in the park at the time. If you see a duplicate, check for eyeholes.*
"Oh, very funny." I say, "We've all heard of Abandoned by Disney, guys. Playing into the creepypastas may be a good marketing move, but it doesn't work on us.".
"No, I'm serious." Our manage... | The first time I saw them I ran.
Eyes. Not like the others; eyes behind eyes, but eyes. Predatory with a sick hunger nestled deep inside them. It wasn’t just hunger in those eyes, no. There was joy, glee even. Like that of a ravenous mob of peasantry seated before a feast for the ages. Words cannot do justice to the e... |
The inspiration for this prompt was the lovely TheRabidFangirl! :) | [WP] As the latest employee in the world's most prestigious amusement park you are handed a list of rules all employee's must abide to. But it's filled with rather strange rules. What does: "There's only ever one of each mascot inside the park. Check for eyeholes." even mean? | I looked at the man who had handed me the piece of paper. His name-tag said Dave.
“Dave," I asked, looking down at the list again and frowning, “What does all of this even mean?”
Before Dave could answer, another man burst into the employee’s lounge. He immediately started shouting.
“You again!” He pointed right at ... | *1. There is only one of each mascot in the entirety of the Park. They have eyeholes, pay attention to this.*
I glanced up, confused by these rules. The first one made no sense, the rest made just about as much sense. I knew about psychics and mages, apparently, they were designated by different borders and emblems... |
The inspiration for this prompt was the lovely TheRabidFangirl! :) | [WP] As the latest employee in the world's most prestigious amusement park you are handed a list of rules all employee's must abide to. But it's filled with rather strange rules. What does: "There's only ever one of each mascot inside the park. Check for eyeholes." even mean? | *Rule 18: There is our one of each mascot in the park at the time. If you see a duplicate, check for eyeholes.*
"Oh, very funny." I say, "We've all heard of Abandoned by Disney, guys. Playing into the creepypastas may be a good marketing move, but it doesn't work on us.".
"No, I'm serious." Our manage... | *1. There is only one of each mascot in the entirety of the Park. They have eyeholes, pay attention to this.*
I glanced up, confused by these rules. The first one made no sense, the rest made just about as much sense. I knew about psychics and mages, apparently, they were designated by different borders and emblems... |
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