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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... | 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 ... |
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? | Ben Parker's face drained of all colour when I brought up rule Seventeen Point Five in the Ola Island Theme Park's new employee orientation handout.
I was actually reading the damn handout. Sue me. Sweeping up spilled popcorn and mopping floors wasn't exactly a dream job but any job can be a dream job if you get despe... | "Explain to me why I have to wear this insufferable costume again?" I groaned to my friend.
Chris who stood next to me, also in a ridiculous costume laughed. "Oh come on Nicole. It's not *that* bad."
"But why do I have to be a giant caterpillar? Why couldn't I have been something else?"
"Sorry Nicole, but you're n... |
[WP] You have recently acquired a really awesome superpower, but you keep it to yourself because you don’t want people you know to ask how you got it. Telling them how you got it won’t necessarily put them in danger or anything - it’s just a really embarrassing story. | *LEVITATOR: DO NOT TOUCH*
Okay, sure. You were supposed to take an object and put it inside this vacuum tube with a pair of tongs. It would get sucked up God knew where and you would be able to see it levitate on the little screen above the tube about the size of a postcard. Cool little science experiment.
I did what... | "So. When did it start?" The girl and her father sat in a dining room, lacquered table displaying it's years of service proudly. An old chandelier; its crystal clouded with centuries provided dim illumination that was sucked into the endless night of the open windows.
"Well, dad, I'd rather not go into it." A raised e... | |
[WP] You have recently acquired a really awesome superpower, but you keep it to yourself because you don’t want people you know to ask how you got it. Telling them how you got it won’t necessarily put them in danger or anything - it’s just a really embarrassing story. | *LEVITATOR: DO NOT TOUCH*
Okay, sure. You were supposed to take an object and put it inside this vacuum tube with a pair of tongs. It would get sucked up God knew where and you would be able to see it levitate on the little screen above the tube about the size of a postcard. Cool little science experiment.
I did what... | Dear Diary,
Today I've discovered something very strange. It started when I woke up and could smell where my family members were. Mom was in the kitchen, I could smell the bacon and eggs cooking but there was something else. Dad was just outside my window, pulling weeds I believe. Jill, my sister, was in the bathroom.... | |
[WP] Much like the ocean tides, society has had to adapt to the daily occurrence where gravity sling shots everyone and everything not strapped down, hundreds of feet in the air. | "Hon, you're going to miss the Jump at this rate!" my wife called out from the kitchen. I sighed as I tied the laces on my left shoe and stepped out of the bedroom. "You don't want to be late for work... again..."
"Right, right," I muttered, still fighting the last vestiges of sleep as I eyed the coffee on the table. ... | Luckily, the first gravitational reversal tidal wave (GRTW) occurred in Midwest American during night time. For the vast majority of people, they had found themselves jolted awake by the terrible sensation of falling up onto their ceilings. Most suffered minor fractures, bruises, or concussion but nothing too serious... | |
[WP] A superhuman born with a power that is seen as morbid or horrific, (decay, corpse raising, etc.) tries to push past the prejudice heroes and civilians alike have against his/her natural ability, and do some good in the world. | She turns people into flies, not normal flies, but giant Jeff Goldblum melted flesh flies. Captain Valiant shuddered and then shook his head at the judges. "So that is your super power?"
The girl looked up at him and nodded.
"Uhh, can you demonstrate it?" He asked as she nodded again to him. "Can you turn someone bac... | "Maybe you should start by explaining who you are."
The man in the tacky rubber costume fidgeted in his seat. "Well," he started. "I am Corpse Guy. I was blessed by a ancient mayan spell so that now I have the ability to summon and fire dead human corpses as weapons. The corpses are mostly only useful for blunt force... | |
[WP] A retired pirate captain is working his job aboard a cruise ship when the call for adventure hits him one last time | “I know your name,” the passenger said.
“Captain Ellis,” I said. “Nice to meet you. And what’s yours?”
“No,” he said. “Your other name. The name you had before you ran this ship.”
“I have always been Gerald Ellis,” I said. “I don’t know what you mean.”
“Let’s not play games,” the passenger said. “I know your ... | “Our next port of call will be Kingston,” the captain said over the loudspeaker. “So sit back, relax, and enjoy the trip. Let us take care of you.”
The steersman waited patiently until the captain put down the speaker. “Take us out, Ritter.”
“Aye aye.” Ritter reached a sun soaked, tattooed arm and set the massive shi... | |
[WP] Humans are no longer the apex predators on Earth. You are in your home watching TV when a CNN 'real' news alert comes on warning everyone to seek concealed shelter immediately before waiting for further instruction. "Whatever you do," Sheryl, the news anchor, says intently, "DO NOT go outside." | Dave's hands were shaking on the camera. He pressed his lips together as tightly as he could, knowing he'd get in massive trouble if he said anything. Still, he did his best to convey *just* how bad of an idea this was through his terrified eyes.
Sheryl ignored him. Or maybe she couldn't see him around the behemoth ca... | "I'll be damned if am I going to listen to CNN, let alone _Sheryl_ from CNN, about when I should and shouldn't go outside," Ron shouted to his wife.
"And I will not have you endangering our children just so you can prove a point. You've done everything for them as a precaution, but when you're faced with potentially h... | |
[WP] Humans are no longer the apex predators on Earth. You are in your home watching TV when a CNN 'real' news alert comes on warning everyone to seek concealed shelter immediately before waiting for further instruction. "Whatever you do," Sheryl, the news anchor, says intently, "DO NOT go outside." | I glared intently at the screen, thinking. Suddenly I realized what had just been said and massive panic settled in. There was no time to think! I fell off the couch, the empty can of Pringles under me crunching in pain. I got up instantly and ran across the carpet, made a straight line through the hallway with my eyes... | "I'll be damned if am I going to listen to CNN, let alone _Sheryl_ from CNN, about when I should and shouldn't go outside," Ron shouted to his wife.
"And I will not have you endangering our children just so you can prove a point. You've done everything for them as a precaution, but when you're faced with potentially h... | |
[WP] Humans are no longer the apex predators on Earth. You are in your home watching TV when a CNN 'real' news alert comes on warning everyone to seek concealed shelter immediately before waiting for further instruction. "Whatever you do," Sheryl, the news anchor, says intently, "DO NOT go outside." | "Do NOT go outside."
The T.V cut to ads. My eyes cut to the curtains. I had never been good at not expressing my freedom over something someone said I couldn't do. My feet began to itch. I curled my fingers in and out nervously. My head became hot. The words echoed in my head.
"Do NOT.. Do NOT.."
How bad could it be... | "I'll be damned if am I going to listen to CNN, let alone _Sheryl_ from CNN, about when I should and shouldn't go outside," Ron shouted to his wife.
"And I will not have you endangering our children just so you can prove a point. You've done everything for them as a precaution, but when you're faced with potentially h... | |
[WP] With a sheer look of terror in his eyes he cried out, "WHA...WHAT ARE YOU!?" | "What are you, *thing*?!
I need to know:
Are you friend,
Are you foe?
Are you joy?
Are you woe?
If I blink,
Will you grow,
Grab my foot,
Bite my toe?
Please let me move.
Please let me go." | She was so small, maybe seven or eight years old. Her skin, kissed by moonlight, gave off an alabaster sheen. Long, straight hair, as dark as night, flowed halfway down her back. Her eyes were the true spectacle of her thin face though, a deep brown with a hint of wisdom beyond her years.
But what truly set the gir... | |
[WP] After your death, you wake up in a office building. At a desk, a bureaucrat sees you and sighs. He tells you, "You failed to complete your mission again. I'm only sending you back one more time." | My eyes jolted open to a distorted bright fuzz that pierced at the back of my eyes. As I shut them and tried to take a breath, I start to register that familiar sound. It's a light beep like the default sine wave that comes from those old telephones. The familiar tone quickly starts to scratch at my ear drumb as I tr... | I'm a bot, *bleep*, *bloop*. Someone has linked to this thread from another place on reddit:
- [/r/tv_productions] [\[WP\] After your death, you wake up in a office building. At a desk, a bureaucrat sees you and sighs. He tells you, "You failed to complete your mission again. I'm only sending you back one more time."]... | |
[WP] You found yourself dead and overlooking your body in the hospital. Suddenly your body awakens and the doctor's explain you were in a coma, but you're not in your body anymore and your body is now acting with a new personality, leaving you tied to watch as this new being lives YOUR life. | "That is you, my child. I do not understand your confusion."
As I watched "my body" writhe around in agony on the dirt floor, I stared the angel in the face. I was pissed, and that was putting it lightly. Did she really expect my to believe this crap?
"I'm not fucking stupid, okay? What, is this some kind of test? I'... | It's not me, it's not me, it's not me, IT'S NOT ME!
My mind was screaming, as I followed my body around. Watched it do the things I yearned to do. A stranger, a parasite, an interloper. What happened after I woke up? After I awakened after who knows how long? It's like a dream, seeing myself. No, a nightmare. I want t... | |
[WP] You found yourself dead and overlooking your body in the hospital. Suddenly your body awakens and the doctor's explain you were in a coma, but you're not in your body anymore and your body is now acting with a new personality, leaving you tied to watch as this new being lives YOUR life. | There was something elegant, something serene about his behavior. Perhaps it was a bit disheartening to lose control over my own body, but there was an immediate wave of relief as I made sense of the situation.
All my responsibility alleviated. The burdens of my debt, both material and immaterial, off my shoulders. W... | It's not me, it's not me, it's not me, IT'S NOT ME!
My mind was screaming, as I followed my body around. Watched it do the things I yearned to do. A stranger, a parasite, an interloper. What happened after I woke up? After I awakened after who knows how long? It's like a dream, seeing myself. No, a nightmare. I want t... | |
[WP] You found yourself dead and overlooking your body in the hospital. Suddenly your body awakens and the doctor's explain you were in a coma, but you're not in your body anymore and your body is now acting with a new personality, leaving you tied to watch as this new being lives YOUR life. | Well, I guess that's it. Game over. I died. It's neat that I get to check stuff out afterwards though. Like my body. The machines in the hotel room tell me that it's still "alive" but I've checked out. How else could I be floating here?
It was quiet for a long time before the nurse came in to do her checks. She seeme... | It's not me, it's not me, it's not me, IT'S NOT ME!
My mind was screaming, as I followed my body around. Watched it do the things I yearned to do. A stranger, a parasite, an interloper. What happened after I woke up? After I awakened after who knows how long? It's like a dream, seeing myself. No, a nightmare. I want t... | |
[WP] You found yourself dead and overlooking your body in the hospital. Suddenly your body awakens and the doctor's explain you were in a coma, but you're not in your body anymore and your body is now acting with a new personality, leaving you tied to watch as this new being lives YOUR life. | "That is you, my child. I do not understand your confusion."
As I watched "my body" writhe around in agony on the dirt floor, I stared the angel in the face. I was pissed, and that was putting it lightly. Did she really expect my to believe this crap?
"I'm not fucking stupid, okay? What, is this some kind of test? I'... | I feel nothing. No pain. No sorrow. Not even peace. Blank, like the day I was born. I knew that was me, laying on the bathroom floor. Cold and lifeless. Silence. Pure heavenly silence.
EMTs trying to save me. My husband trying not to lose me. My child trying to comprehend why Mommy would do this. So young, the little o... | |
[WP] You found yourself dead and overlooking your body in the hospital. Suddenly your body awakens and the doctor's explain you were in a coma, but you're not in your body anymore and your body is now acting with a new personality, leaving you tied to watch as this new being lives YOUR life. | Well, I guess that's it. Game over. I died. It's neat that I get to check stuff out afterwards though. Like my body. The machines in the hotel room tell me that it's still "alive" but I've checked out. How else could I be floating here?
It was quiet for a long time before the nurse came in to do her checks. She seeme... | There was something elegant, something serene about his behavior. Perhaps it was a bit disheartening to lose control over my own body, but there was an immediate wave of relief as I made sense of the situation.
All my responsibility alleviated. The burdens of my debt, both material and immaterial, off my shoulders. W... | |
[WP] In a Warfare, a Soldier meets an Enemy Doctor in a small base. Seeking shelter and help, the Soldier and the Doctor put their differences aside. As they talk, they realise how much the media on each side dehumanises the enemy. | I awoke to an unfamiliar world. Drugged and weary, my body felt broken in a thousand ways. I saw a clean cream ceiling above me from my left eye, but my right was shrouded in darkness. I reached up to find that side of my head swaddled in bandages.
*Where am I?* On a bed, with clean sheets in some kind of empty ward. ... | I crawled for what felt like hours through the ice-cold mud, doing my best to keep my mangled leg from getting dirty. I had stopped the bleeding for now with a makeshift tourniquet. It was an enemy artillery shell that had hit my trench and knocked me unconscious, when I awoke I was surrounded by the bodies of my frien... | |
[WP] Aliens are coming to invade, their battleship gets cored out of nowhere by a manhole cover that was launched 80 years ago. It convinces them humanity has the ability to accurately see the future, and turn their fleet around and mark the Solar System as 'Highly Dangerous'. | Head Scientist Yeerlak pulled up a model of the star system he was heading to on the holo-map. His destination was the third planet from the star SOL-473, the source of anomalous radio signals. His ship had picked up the signals while surveying the nearby SOL-472 for minerals, and decided to put his main objective on h... | A small fleet or scouts and one planet destroyer battleship is all that the high council said we needed to take the primates. We called them that when we first visited their tiny planet eons ago. We jump-started evolution and what would ultimately be our worst mistake.
The World Eater was our second oldest battleship,... | |
[WP] You're a woman during the Salem witch trials, who's been sentenced to burn at the stake after being accused of being a witch. After the townspeople set fire under your feet and you prepare for your impending death, clouds start to form and rain puts the fire out. Huh. You just might be one. | **April 12th, 1691.**
I was born to Benjamin and Margaret Hawkins in the Year of Our Lord 1673, in the town of Ipswich, and wed to my beloved James there in 1690. Our days were happy, though the Lord, in His wisdom, did not see fit to bless us with children. A mishap upon the water took James from me a fortnight past,... | First time posting here; feedback is welcome. I deviated from the prompt a bit. Hope you like it still. I included a quote from the actual witch trials just for kicks. I've written three parts, and I'll post them all at the same time. I was going for a magical realism theme. I aimed to capture the sexism and superstiti... | |
[WP] You're a woman during the Salem witch trials, who's been sentenced to burn at the stake after being accused of being a witch. After the townspeople set fire under your feet and you prepare for your impending death, clouds start to form and rain puts the fire out. Huh. You just might be one. | The townspeople cheered as the flames licked higher up her legs. The entire town had turned out for the burning of the Witch Mary Madison. Old women cackled along with the crackle of burning wood as small children ran through.the crowd, giggling and yelling. The fire roared upwards, Mary's face lit from beneath. The Pr... | Sarah was just as surprised as the rest of them.
She looked up as the rain poured down, washing the tears and sweat and terror from her face. The water turned her bright red hair into dark strands that stuck to her dress.
The flames which, seconds before, were licking at her feet were gone. In their place, a billow o... | |
[WP] demon dies, but somehow goes to heaven. | “Look, Mr….Skullfucker,” the angel winced as he said the name, “I'm doing my best here, so if you could just bear with me a moment, it would be greatly appreciated.”
Skullfucker rolled his eyes. Arms folded, legs crossed, he squirmed in the chair on the other side of the desk. All around, the chatter of computer keyb... | “Where....am I?”
I snarl, attempting to open my eyes fully. The light prevents me from doing so, and I feel the big band music in the background taunting me. I cover my face with my hands, and manage to sit up.
I’m between a rock and a hard place. Literally. I’m sitting on a marble slab, with one side a large obsidia... | |
[WP] Every species in the galaxy is assigned a danger level, between 1 and 10. Level 1 are species that cannot hurt you and would not try to hurt you. Level 10 are species that can rip you apart at the slightest provocation. Humans are a level 11 species. | "Sit down."
I abided, knowing better than to anger the bastard of a species that sought wreckage upon my home. I glared at the man... no, calling him a man would be a disgrace to all consciousness, I glared at... *the thing*. A bright red insignia on the over sized cap perched on his forehead caught my eye. Upon close... | It was Kee-qua's time to stand watch, looking over the boxes below from the branches of an enormous Sumac. She sat nestled between the large red flower clusters, trying to keep her attention on the task at hand. No 11s had come out of the boxes in a very long time. Once, they had ruled the earth, carelessly destroyi... | |
[WP] Every species in the galaxy is assigned a danger level, between 1 and 10. Level 1 are species that cannot hurt you and would not try to hurt you. Level 10 are species that can rip you apart at the slightest provocation. Humans are a level 11 species. | Lungs burning, I sprinted beside Jakken, the only competition remaining in the Trials. I cast him a single respectful glance, and he returned it. As one, we returned our gaze to the chasm ahead, covered the remaining distance, and leapt.
***
“Well done, recruits Peladria and Jakken,” beamed Instructor Kuto. “This is a ... | "I don't feel violent."
"But you are."
"Do I have to be?"
"Everything in you is wired this way. It's not a mind over matter issue. You just are."
"But, could I try not to be?"
"I'm done with her. Get her out of here."
Two men grabbed me, rather forcefully, and escorted me out of the building. My sessions always e... | |
[WP] Every species in the galaxy is assigned a danger level, between 1 and 10. Level 1 are species that cannot hurt you and would not try to hurt you. Level 10 are species that can rip you apart at the slightest provocation. Humans are a level 11 species. | "Andraxa, you must hurry. We are not too far away"
"This is ridiculous" Adraxa said flaying his mandibles wildly. "I have had enough of this !!!!! "
Before Korrin could reply, Andraxa with one smooth motion had a rail gun pointing straight at his head.
" I should be at the nest with my brothers defending and risk... | Sub-Galactic Species Catalogue
Name:Humanity
Mental Capacity:Sapient
Danger Class: 11
Research Results: While the theoretical existence of a Class-11 species seemed impossible in a sapient species, humanity is a perfect example of the horror evolution can produce. This species has existed for approximately 4,000 Ga... | |
[WP] Every species in the galaxy is assigned a danger level, between 1 and 10. Level 1 are species that cannot hurt you and would not try to hurt you. Level 10 are species that can rip you apart at the slightest provocation. Humans are a level 11 species. | "Humans are the only species in existence to break the traditionally know Limit of Violence, being the only Class 11 race" I began, lecturing my Intergalactic Biology 101 class. "However, physically speaking, they are generally as strong as a Class 6 to Class 8, depending on personal preference of lifestyle, and severa... | Sub-Galactic Species Catalogue
Name:Humanity
Mental Capacity:Sapient
Danger Class: 11
Research Results: While the theoretical existence of a Class-11 species seemed impossible in a sapient species, humanity is a perfect example of the horror evolution can produce. This species has existed for approximately 4,000 Ga... | |
[WP] Every species in the galaxy is assigned a danger level, between 1 and 10. Level 1 are species that cannot hurt you and would not try to hurt you. Level 10 are species that can rip you apart at the slightest provocation. Humans are a level 11 species. | "Andraxa, you must hurry. We are not too far away"
"This is ridiculous" Adraxa said flaying his mandibles wildly. "I have had enough of this !!!!! "
Before Korrin could reply, Andraxa with one smooth motion had a rail gun pointing straight at his head.
" I should be at the nest with my brothers defending and risk... | Gerzert had always been a bit of a thrill seeker, according to his colleagues anyway, but either way he was truly fascinated by the reports about the incredibly dangerous blue planet he now parked in orbit above. He was just about to start a visual scan when the alarm for an impending collision began blaring. No big de... | |
[WP] Every species in the galaxy is assigned a danger level, between 1 and 10. Level 1 are species that cannot hurt you and would not try to hurt you. Level 10 are species that can rip you apart at the slightest provocation. Humans are a level 11 species. | "Humans are the only species in existence to break the traditionally know Limit of Violence, being the only Class 11 race" I began, lecturing my Intergalactic Biology 101 class. "However, physically speaking, they are generally as strong as a Class 6 to Class 8, depending on personal preference of lifestyle, and severa... | Gerzert had always been a bit of a thrill seeker, according to his colleagues anyway, but either way he was truly fascinated by the reports about the incredibly dangerous blue planet he now parked in orbit above. He was just about to start a visual scan when the alarm for an impending collision began blaring. No big de... | |
[WP] Every species in the galaxy is assigned a danger level, between 1 and 10. Level 1 are species that cannot hurt you and would not try to hurt you. Level 10 are species that can rip you apart at the slightest provocation. Humans are a level 11 species. | "Humans are the only species in existence to break the traditionally know Limit of Violence, being the only Class 11 race" I began, lecturing my Intergalactic Biology 101 class. "However, physically speaking, they are generally as strong as a Class 6 to Class 8, depending on personal preference of lifestyle, and severa... | "This is highly unusual"
"Indeed, but we exist in highly unusual times"
"Why have you called this meeting?"
"Another has fallen to Humanity"
"Xalthid. She destroyed a paltry 500,000 of their drones, and they respond with her total destruction. Why could they not simply take 500,000 of hers? Or get other trade g... | |
Bonus points if you can end the story with a person being alone.
Double bonus points if you can attribute them being alone and symbolically contrast it with being “unique” . | [WP] We live in a universe where only the like minded coexist. At the end of every discussion, if there are differences in opinion, each individual is transported to a parallel universe with others who think similarly in every way. | July 11th 2018, exactly three days ago when the world changed . The one known as The Vassal appeared before everyone, of every dialect. Many believe it was god, and in a way it was. But he introduces himself as The Vassal.
"This has gone on enough. You people bicker over the most petty of subjects, when there is conf... | I'm tired of all this world hopping. It's been far too long since this system was implemented, but no matter how much I try to agree with someone, I slip up just a little and poof like that I'm off to another world. Every time I have to start over get a job and find a family try to live with the opinions around me if a... |
[WP] You’re a serial killer, but with a twist: You see when everyone on earth will die. And for every year of life you take from your victims prematurely, you gift those years to other people to save them. Without them ever knowing. | "Will he ever wake up?"
She asked, begging for a 'yes'.
"We've been through this, Mrs. Clancy. Your husband is brain dead. So no, he won't."
"But...but medicines are so advanced nowadays. And... And... sciences, too. You have good doctors, right?"
Little self assurances broke into quiet sobbings.
"Think of the cos... | "After my mom found out what I was doing, she killed herself. That wasn't a really bright part of my life, and when my dad found out he wanted to go to the cops; I didn't stop him. I just told him I loved him as he walked out the door, and watched the final minute of his life start ticking down as a heart attack crept ... | |
[WP] You’re a serial killer, but with a twist: You see when everyone on earth will die. And for every year of life you take from your victims prematurely, you gift those years to other people to save them. Without them ever knowing. | The people I killed didn't deserve to live.
"When I first received this gift, I didn't know what was going on. Dates would pop up in my head when I would see a person. There is one above my head too. A date that is fifty years from now. I only found out what the numbers meant after visiting my sick father in the hospi... | "After my mom found out what I was doing, she killed herself. That wasn't a really bright part of my life, and when my dad found out he wanted to go to the cops; I didn't stop him. I just told him I loved him as he walked out the door, and watched the final minute of his life start ticking down as a heart attack crept ... | |
[WP] You’re a serial killer, but with a twist: You see when everyone on earth will die. And for every year of life you take from your victims prematurely, you gift those years to other people to save them. Without them ever knowing. | "Will he ever wake up?"
She asked, begging for a 'yes'.
"We've been through this, Mrs. Clancy. Your husband is brain dead. So no, he won't."
"But...but medicines are so advanced nowadays. And... And... sciences, too. You have good doctors, right?"
Little self assurances broke into quiet sobbings.
"Think of the cos... | “How much will it be?”
I smiled, doing my best to console the couple, who both had tears streaming down their faces.
“Four payments of $25,000. I must remind you that this is highly experimental stuff, but we have had a 93% success rate among our sample size of 72 patients,”
The husband nodded, and turned to his wif... | |
[WP] You’re a serial killer, but with a twist: You see when everyone on earth will die. And for every year of life you take from your victims prematurely, you gift those years to other people to save them. Without them ever knowing. | The people I killed didn't deserve to live.
"When I first received this gift, I didn't know what was going on. Dates would pop up in my head when I would see a person. There is one above my head too. A date that is fifty years from now. I only found out what the numbers meant after visiting my sick father in the hospi... | “How much will it be?”
I smiled, doing my best to console the couple, who both had tears streaming down their faces.
“Four payments of $25,000. I must remind you that this is highly experimental stuff, but we have had a 93% success rate among our sample size of 72 patients,”
The husband nodded, and turned to his wif... | |
[WP] You’re a serial killer, but with a twist: You see when everyone on earth will die. And for every year of life you take from your victims prematurely, you gift those years to other people to save them. Without them ever knowing. | The people I killed didn't deserve to live.
"When I first received this gift, I didn't know what was going on. Dates would pop up in my head when I would see a person. There is one above my head too. A date that is fifty years from now. I only found out what the numbers meant after visiting my sick father in the hospi... | Standing here, water that once felt cold feels as warm as spring sun. It's a continuing wonder I can feel anything at all but as the sand erodes beneath my feet with the turning of the tide I am elsewhere, sinking slowly.
There's a strange freedom in knowing you can never please those you love. That you can do anythin... | |
[WP] There are millions of different timelines that contain versions of everyone in it. You have been notified that you are the last existing version of yourself across all timelines. | "Helicopter pilot?" I leaned forward, even more intrigued.
"Died, Afghanistan 2005." No emotion, just another checked off the list. "The Marine version lasted a little longer...Fallujah was a bitch. Actually Fallujah got you fifteen times."
"Well I graduated after 9/11, that makes sense, but certainly I'm not the... | *I woke up gasping, my throat raw and heart pounding. My husband had his hands on my shoulders, as if he had been shaking me, and his face was pale.*
"You were screaming," *he whispered, his eyes wide,* "as if you were being murdered."
*His assertion wasn't that far from the truth. The dream... That horrible nightma... | |
[WP] There are millions of different timelines that contain versions of everyone in it. You have been notified that you are the last existing version of yourself across all timelines. | "Constants and variables, Mr Wilson. I trust you know there are many universes in our reality, and though there are many differences, some things are maintained." The man speaks these words slowly, and with authority. He wears a charcoal grey suit, with a cane topped with a silver dragon. He lights a cigarette once he ... | I am asleep.
In my dreams, I walk through a forest of impossibly tall trees. This dream has been a recurring one for as far as I can remember. The forest's trees are familiar to me now. I have taken every possible path that there is and ever will be. However, this dream is different. A new path has appeared. It is thi... | |
[WP] There are millions of different timelines that contain versions of everyone in it. You have been notified that you are the last existing version of yourself across all timelines. | Paul dug his fingers into the cool soil for extra leverage, then sat himself up. He felt loose soil crumble down his back and he exhaled a contented sigh through a broad smile he did not realize he wore.
"Intense," he said with awe. He stood slowly, brushing the soil off himself, then he stepped out of the soil pit. ... | I am asleep.
In my dreams, I walk through a forest of impossibly tall trees. This dream has been a recurring one for as far as I can remember. The forest's trees are familiar to me now. I have taken every possible path that there is and ever will be. However, this dream is different. A new path has appeared. It is thi... | |
[WP] There are millions of different timelines that contain versions of everyone in it. You have been notified that you are the last existing version of yourself across all timelines. | The heat outside is like nothing I've experienced before. I know what triple digits feels like, or at least I thought I did - when even the breeze is uncomfortably warm. But you can still get through your day...it's unpleasant, but not the end of the world.
The current temperature feels hazardous. I brace myself when ... | I am asleep.
In my dreams, I walk through a forest of impossibly tall trees. This dream has been a recurring one for as far as I can remember. The forest's trees are familiar to me now. I have taken every possible path that there is and ever will be. However, this dream is different. A new path has appeared. It is thi... | |
[WP] There are millions of different timelines that contain versions of everyone in it. You have been notified that you are the last existing version of yourself across all timelines. | “I’m the last? No more?”
She nods.
“All the rest died of the same thing. They were erased, from the very fabric of the String.”
I wince, knowing exactly what she meant. Erasure like that was no easy thing to go through. One would be spaghettified, which is to say ripped apart into millions of strands and reassemble... | I am asleep.
In my dreams, I walk through a forest of impossibly tall trees. This dream has been a recurring one for as far as I can remember. The forest's trees are familiar to me now. I have taken every possible path that there is and ever will be. However, this dream is different. A new path has appeared. It is thi... | |
[WP] There are millions of different timelines that contain versions of everyone in it. You have been notified that you are the last existing version of yourself across all timelines. | The heat outside is like nothing I've experienced before. I know what triple digits feels like, or at least I thought I did - when even the breeze is uncomfortably warm. But you can still get through your day...it's unpleasant, but not the end of the world.
The current temperature feels hazardous. I brace myself when ... | "Excuse me?"
"Sir, once again, you are the last version of yourself. The one, only, and last Thomas D. Ellis."
The slate gray walls and fluorescent light beamed onto Thomas's face. His eyes darted back and forth between the woman in front of him and the door behind her.
"This is a joke, right? Can you please let me ... | |
[WP] There are millions of different timelines that contain versions of everyone in it. You have been notified that you are the last existing version of yourself across all timelines. | “I’m the last? No more?”
She nods.
“All the rest died of the same thing. They were erased, from the very fabric of the String.”
I wince, knowing exactly what she meant. Erasure like that was no easy thing to go through. One would be spaghettified, which is to say ripped apart into millions of strands and reassemble... | "Excuse me?"
"Sir, once again, you are the last version of yourself. The one, only, and last Thomas D. Ellis."
The slate gray walls and fluorescent light beamed onto Thomas's face. His eyes darted back and forth between the woman in front of him and the door behind her.
"This is a joke, right? Can you please let me ... | |
[WP] There are millions of different timelines that contain versions of everyone in it. You have been notified that you are the last existing version of yourself across all timelines. | “I’m going to keep you alive if it kills me,” the sprite hissed.
Eddie ignored the buzzing in his ear and focused on the task at hand. He was on a roll, he couldn’t break his winning streak now.
“Did you hear me?! I’m talking to you!”
Eddie felt a series of tiny thuds against his graying temple. He absentmindedly ba... | "Excuse me?"
"Sir, once again, you are the last version of yourself. The one, only, and last Thomas D. Ellis."
The slate gray walls and fluorescent light beamed onto Thomas's face. His eyes darted back and forth between the woman in front of him and the door behind her.
"This is a joke, right? Can you please let me ... | |
[WP] You are a supervillain. During the course of beating other villains off your block, you forgot to actually enact your evil plan. Now everyone believes you to be an emo superhero. | Puglsey writhed in torment, yet another one of his plans foiled. Fingers curled into tight fists, nails digging into his palms, he cursed beneath his breath. Things hadn't always been this grim; so how, he wondered, had his peak of glory plummeted so far?
Esteemed heroes had greeted their end at his feet. All of Earth... | ‘It was a shout. Like it was some sort of impossibility to move the company on. “Make the shareholders wait!!” She shouted me as if I had the responsibility to this plateau the company has taken since we bought our last competitor. Can you believe it??? And it’s not like she doesn’t know what the next step’s going to b... | |
[WP] You are a supervillain. During the course of beating other villains off your block, you forgot to actually enact your evil plan. Now everyone believes you to be an emo superhero. | "Rando, the lair is done, we can finally start enacting crime upon all these ignorant civilians."
"Yes! It is our time to take this city! I do have a few things I need to mention first though Lord Reason"
"What is it Rando? Be quick we have evil to enact! hahahahahaha"
"Well Lord, I heard a rumor that Mr Untamed has... | ‘It was a shout. Like it was some sort of impossibility to move the company on. “Make the shareholders wait!!” She shouted me as if I had the responsibility to this plateau the company has taken since we bought our last competitor. Can you believe it??? And it’s not like she doesn’t know what the next step’s going to b... | |
[WP] You are a supervillain. During the course of beating other villains off your block, you forgot to actually enact your evil plan. Now everyone believes you to be an emo superhero. | "Rando, the lair is done, we can finally start enacting crime upon all these ignorant civilians."
"Yes! It is our time to take this city! I do have a few things I need to mention first though Lord Reason"
"What is it Rando? Be quick we have evil to enact! hahahahahaha"
"Well Lord, I heard a rumor that Mr Untamed has... | The emotions of this beautiful superhero make him all the better. He is a man of emotional strength. One that cries without whimpering. One that uses the strength of emotional composition to show the world a better place. Each cry represents the tears that fall, the stress that’s released from each encounter, there is ... | |
[WP] You are a supervillain. During the course of beating other villains off your block, you forgot to actually enact your evil plan. Now everyone believes you to be an emo superhero. | "Well at least I've got nowhere to go but down."
The nightly newscast does its best to give the new hero persona in town a good nickname. Unfortunately none of their writers seem to be all that creative. "Shade" seems to be the most popular going around so far. Gets your shadowy presence about right but you're pretty ... | It's a terrible house.
It's a terrible house in an awful neighborhood in the inner city. The gun violence of your five-mile radius gives every Republican lawmaker a reason to oppose gun control. You are a walking stereotype by living there. White guy, some money, pretty wife, lucrative career.
Aside from the fact tha... | |
[WP] You are a supervillain. During the course of beating other villains off your block, you forgot to actually enact your evil plan. Now everyone believes you to be an emo superhero. | "And then I looked at her, right in her eyes, and with deadpan delivery I told her, 'I *said* I wanted *sharks* with friggin' LA-SERS attached to their foreheads. Is that so hard?!'"
The small group of men and women surrounding Dr. Doom burst out into raucous laughter.
"You didn't really say that did you Do... | It's a terrible house.
It's a terrible house in an awful neighborhood in the inner city. The gun violence of your five-mile radius gives every Republican lawmaker a reason to oppose gun control. You are a walking stereotype by living there. White guy, some money, pretty wife, lucrative career.
Aside from the fact tha... | |
[WP] You are a supervillain. During the course of beating other villains off your block, you forgot to actually enact your evil plan. Now everyone believes you to be an emo superhero. | I was all over the news. It was all anyone wanted to talk about at the office on Monday. Some emo vigilante superhero took down both Arc and Torch. I mean, come on, they were obviously going to be vulnerable to water. I got distracted by my phone going off, then responding to a post online.
And just because I want... | It's a terrible house.
It's a terrible house in an awful neighborhood in the inner city. The gun violence of your five-mile radius gives every Republican lawmaker a reason to oppose gun control. You are a walking stereotype by living there. White guy, some money, pretty wife, lucrative career.
Aside from the fact tha... | |
[WP] You are a supervillain. During the course of beating other villains off your block, you forgot to actually enact your evil plan. Now everyone believes you to be an emo superhero. | Even in a day and age that eschews initiative and personal achievement for equity and participation awards, *competition* still decides who sinks and who swims. It just so happens that, in my line of work, sinking usually involves a pair of concrete shoes or a body riddled with so many bullet holes that water flows thr... | It's a terrible house.
It's a terrible house in an awful neighborhood in the inner city. The gun violence of your five-mile radius gives every Republican lawmaker a reason to oppose gun control. You are a walking stereotype by living there. White guy, some money, pretty wife, lucrative career.
Aside from the fact tha... | |
[WP] You are a supervillain. During the course of beating other villains off your block, you forgot to actually enact your evil plan. Now everyone believes you to be an emo superhero. | My dad always told me to make a plan. Actually he told me to make a list. Write it down. Put everything on it. No matter how small or big, but it on the list. Fine, dad, I did. It was the age of cellphones, so I used my tasklist.
I'd been refining this list for years. Hell, college gave me nothing but time. I'm not a ... | It's a terrible house.
It's a terrible house in an awful neighborhood in the inner city. The gun violence of your five-mile radius gives every Republican lawmaker a reason to oppose gun control. You are a walking stereotype by living there. White guy, some money, pretty wife, lucrative career.
Aside from the fact tha... | |
[WP] You are a supervillain. During the course of beating other villains off your block, you forgot to actually enact your evil plan. Now everyone believes you to be an emo superhero. | I was all over the news. It was all anyone wanted to talk about at the office on Monday. Some emo vigilante superhero took down both Arc and Torch. I mean, come on, they were obviously going to be vulnerable to water. I got distracted by my phone going off, then responding to a post online.
And just because I want... | "Well at least I've got nowhere to go but down."
The nightly newscast does its best to give the new hero persona in town a good nickname. Unfortunately none of their writers seem to be all that creative. "Shade" seems to be the most popular going around so far. Gets your shadowy presence about right but you're pretty ... | |
[WP] You are a supervillain. During the course of beating other villains off your block, you forgot to actually enact your evil plan. Now everyone believes you to be an emo superhero. | I was all over the news. It was all anyone wanted to talk about at the office on Monday. Some emo vigilante superhero took down both Arc and Torch. I mean, come on, they were obviously going to be vulnerable to water. I got distracted by my phone going off, then responding to a post online.
And just because I want... | "And then I looked at her, right in her eyes, and with deadpan delivery I told her, 'I *said* I wanted *sharks* with friggin' LA-SERS attached to their foreheads. Is that so hard?!'"
The small group of men and women surrounding Dr. Doom burst out into raucous laughter.
"You didn't really say that did you Do... | |
[WP] In the future we have Storybots. These follow randomly selected people around and influence their lives to follow a narrative that is broadcast live to audiences. Every bot has a genre clearly marked on it. People targeted by romcom bots are all too happy to take part. Others are not so lucky. | The cold wind hissed past my ear as I stood on the roof of the Shanghai Tower. One step forward and I'll enter eternal rest; one step backward and I'll return to a life of madness and hatred.
The little pod hovered a metre to my left, its damnable camera and microphone trained on me, ready to capture a possible climax... | Satir
My life was a satir a dark comedy
Since youth haunted by bad luck
Traning for over two years daily
beating all competiom in the national wrestling just to poo myself in the final
Just to lose the 10000$ reward that would save my parent and their mortage
Haunted
.
10 years later still haunted.
This b... | |
[WP] In the future we have Storybots. These follow randomly selected people around and influence their lives to follow a narrative that is broadcast live to audiences. Every bot has a genre clearly marked on it. People targeted by romcom bots are all too happy to take part. Others are not so lucky. | I took some creative liberties. First of all, this story is set in the Sims (the simulation video game by Maxis) universe. Second, the story bots are called Servos and they aren't based on genres, but rather certain artists. I hope this is okay!
“He painted.”
I did as it commanded. For I was helpless. The Bob Ross Se... | Satir
My life was a satir a dark comedy
Since youth haunted by bad luck
Traning for over two years daily
beating all competiom in the national wrestling just to poo myself in the final
Just to lose the 10000$ reward that would save my parent and their mortage
Haunted
.
10 years later still haunted.
This b... | |
[WP] In the future we have Storybots. These follow randomly selected people around and influence their lives to follow a narrative that is broadcast live to audiences. Every bot has a genre clearly marked on it. People targeted by romcom bots are all too happy to take part. Others are not so lucky. | WARNING: NSFW language
*“As you can see, the human male has decided to go against survival instincts and lay in its nest, aga-”*
“Jesus Christ, it’s only eight-fucking thirty, let me LIVE,” I responded as I turned over. “Plus, it’s Sunday, just give me a break.” I whined as I threw an alarm clock in the direction of ... | Satir
My life was a satir a dark comedy
Since youth haunted by bad luck
Traning for over two years daily
beating all competiom in the national wrestling just to poo myself in the final
Just to lose the 10000$ reward that would save my parent and their mortage
Haunted
.
10 years later still haunted.
This b... | |
[WP] In the future we have Storybots. These follow randomly selected people around and influence their lives to follow a narrative that is broadcast live to audiences. Every bot has a genre clearly marked on it. People targeted by romcom bots are all too happy to take part. Others are not so lucky. | WARNING: NSFW language
*“As you can see, the human male has decided to go against survival instincts and lay in its nest, aga-”*
“Jesus Christ, it’s only eight-fucking thirty, let me LIVE,” I responded as I turned over. “Plus, it’s Sunday, just give me a break.” I whined as I threw an alarm clock in the direction of ... | The cold wind hissed past my ear as I stood on the roof of the Shanghai Tower. One step forward and I'll enter eternal rest; one step backward and I'll return to a life of madness and hatred.
The little pod hovered a metre to my left, its damnable camera and microphone trained on me, ready to capture a possible climax... | |
[WP] In the future we have Storybots. These follow randomly selected people around and influence their lives to follow a narrative that is broadcast live to audiences. Every bot has a genre clearly marked on it. People targeted by romcom bots are all too happy to take part. Others are not so lucky. | WARNING: NSFW language
*“As you can see, the human male has decided to go against survival instincts and lay in its nest, aga-”*
“Jesus Christ, it’s only eight-fucking thirty, let me LIVE,” I responded as I turned over. “Plus, it’s Sunday, just give me a break.” I whined as I threw an alarm clock in the direction of ... | The StoryBot was sitting next to her at the kitchen table when I walked into the house. Dumping my schoolbag on the ground, I ran over to where my mother sat sobbing. Wrapping my arms around her, I closed my eyes, avoiding looking at the HORROR tag garishly displayed on the bot.
"Mom?" I whispered. "Mom-"
She jerked ... | |
[WP] With streaming becoming more and more popular you decide to try your hand at it. After streaming daily for months and having gained considerable viewership, your chat starts acting strange. They keep asking if you're okay, saying you're looking worse every day. | *Livestream at 8pm, don't miss it!*
I turned my phone off and set it down on the kitchen table. Though I still wasn't popular by Youtube's standards, there was a certain pride in seeing my subscriber count growing so quickly.
Only a few months before, I'd uploaded my *Thank You for 100 Subscribers!* video. Now I was ... | I do a live stream. Advertise it for months in advance. "World record of no sleep!" There is a large following and it grows. There are three cameras watching me in a room. I have food delivered through a door and a toilet which is still in view. I am derermined not to sleep. On day 1 it's great and I do a couple random... | |
[WP] With streaming becoming more and more popular you decide to try your hand at it. After streaming daily for months and having gained considerable viewership, your chat starts acting strange. They keep asking if you're okay, saying you're looking worse every day. | I remember why I started streaming. It was something I could do from home, and with that idiot doctor going on about bed rest and whatnot, I guessed I might as well play video games. My little godson loves to watch people play, so as a favor to his mum, I set up the little camera and channel so at least one streamer on... | I do a live stream. Advertise it for months in advance. "World record of no sleep!" There is a large following and it grows. There are three cameras watching me in a room. I have food delivered through a door and a toilet which is still in view. I am derermined not to sleep. On day 1 it's great and I do a couple random... | |
[WP] With streaming becoming more and more popular you decide to try your hand at it. After streaming daily for months and having gained considerable viewership, your chat starts acting strange. They keep asking if you're okay, saying you're looking worse every day. | The glow of the screen enveloped me as I dropped into the chair, smiling. Work sucked, but streaming was where I was truly happy.
I booted up the strategy game that had been putting up a fight the last few weeks, and as my chat filled, it went from comments on my gaming, to casual conversation, to what seemed like co... | I do a live stream. Advertise it for months in advance. "World record of no sleep!" There is a large following and it grows. There are three cameras watching me in a room. I have food delivered through a door and a toilet which is still in view. I am derermined not to sleep. On day 1 it's great and I do a couple random... | |
[WP] With streaming becoming more and more popular you decide to try your hand at it. After streaming daily for months and having gained considerable viewership, your chat starts acting strange. They keep asking if you're okay, saying you're looking worse every day. | The glow of the screen enveloped me as I dropped into the chair, smiling. Work sucked, but streaming was where I was truly happy.
I booted up the strategy game that had been putting up a fight the last few weeks, and as my chat filled, it went from comments on my gaming, to casual conversation, to what seemed like co... | “Hey everybody, hi stream.”
Chat is going crazy, whatnot, as they do always. Lately it’s just been so annoying, so busy. I’ve had so many subscribers and donators too, and it always cheers me up to hear that familiar -ring- of a donation.
“Are you okay?”
“You alright?”
“You should get some help.”
It’s always the s... | |
[WP] Rather than voting on a human to represent us, we started voting directly, issue-by-issue, on our smartphones. Its been 3 years since we transitioned to this style of democracy. | I pulled my hand out of my pocket as a notification sounded in my ears, signifying a bill I was qualified to vote on had reached 50% participation, enough that it would be legally binding should it pass. Glancing at the voting transponder on my wrist, I skimmed the title of the bill and tapped to confirm I would be vot... | Craig provided his obligatory deluge of noon day votes. Thrice daily, the throbbing pulse of consensus would shoot through his temples and on toward his eye sockets. Each nanosecond of pain represented a vote demanding attention once its timeout expired. Some people had taken to a practice of Buddhist meditation to div... | |
[WP] Rather than voting on a human to represent us, we started voting directly, issue-by-issue, on our smartphones. Its been 3 years since we transitioned to this style of democracy. | It's been 25 years since "The Reckoning". At least, that's what the rest of the world calls it. The start of America's second grand experiment, and the day most of the rest of the world abandoned democracy in a panic. The plan was initiated with the best of intentions, but you know what they say. It seemed like it coul... | In fifty years Redditors could be the new Senators. We could post notions of the way the world ought to be in the public forum, and for however any upvotes the post has, we could receive credits earmarked to make that notion reality. We should still have judges and jurors and complex legal precedent, but hey, what if a... | |
[WP] Rather than voting on a human to represent us, we started voting directly, issue-by-issue, on our smartphones. Its been 3 years since we transitioned to this style of democracy. | The best part of being a politician these days is nobody reads the fine print. Sure, back in the old days few people actually read anything either, but now, oh boy, you can dogear and gerrymander to your heart’s content without so much as a whimper of opposition.
We’re not even called politicians anymore. Solicitors... | In fifty years Redditors could be the new Senators. We could post notions of the way the world ought to be in the public forum, and for however any upvotes the post has, we could receive credits earmarked to make that notion reality. We should still have judges and jurors and complex legal precedent, but hey, what if a... | |
[WP] Rather than voting on a human to represent us, we started voting directly, issue-by-issue, on our smartphones. Its been 3 years since we transitioned to this style of democracy. | “Lauren? They’re doing another vote on the conflict.”
Lauren barely looked up from her screen, but snarled at her mother nonetheless. She had been busy working on a bit of coding for her computer science course, and that statement took her out of the blank mindset she needed to write. She sighed, saving her progress, ... | In fifty years Redditors could be the new Senators. We could post notions of the way the world ought to be in the public forum, and for however any upvotes the post has, we could receive credits earmarked to make that notion reality. We should still have judges and jurors and complex legal precedent, but hey, what if a... | |
[WP] Rather than voting on a human to represent us, we started voting directly, issue-by-issue, on our smartphones. Its been 3 years since we transitioned to this style of democracy. |
Misty flipped through her cell phone as the bus came to a halt in traffic. Through her earbuds she listened to a video of the most recent public execution, making good on her oath never to *watch* one of the spectacles, as a form of personal protest.
As the execution wetly crunched and bludgeoned its way toward scre... | In fifty years Redditors could be the new Senators. We could post notions of the way the world ought to be in the public forum, and for however any upvotes the post has, we could receive credits earmarked to make that notion reality. We should still have judges and jurors and complex legal precedent, but hey, what if a... | |
[WP] If a soul doesn't choose to cross over, they are cursed to haunt the world for eternity. As a ghost yourself, it wasn't too bad for the first hundred years or so scaring people and talking to mediums, but it has been about 1000 years since you've seen a living human. | My death was sudden. I have forgotten most of my life but the details of my death are still, even after all this time, easy to recall. I remember my body flying through the air, the feeling in my stomach as I fell, my mind racing for some opportunity to stop the decent. Then I remember hitting the ground and the clarit... | A 1000 years since I had seen the last living human over 1000 years since the day humanity discovered ghosts. Some YouTuber died became a ghost and immediately thought of how many views they could get doing pranks as a ghost. So within a year humanity knew ghosts existed and at first that dumb YouTuber ate it up all th... | |
[WP] If a soul doesn't choose to cross over, they are cursed to haunt the world for eternity. As a ghost yourself, it wasn't too bad for the first hundred years or so scaring people and talking to mediums, but it has been about 1000 years since you've seen a living human. | It has been something I’d always wished to do in life. Something many people chose to do, but very few can. I would be no different. I would long for that feeling of freedom and adventure as well. Buy my life was like many others, the same thing day in and day out.
Not I sat there on the beach toes burrowed in the sa... | A 1000 years since I had seen the last living human over 1000 years since the day humanity discovered ghosts. Some YouTuber died became a ghost and immediately thought of how many views they could get doing pranks as a ghost. So within a year humanity knew ghosts existed and at first that dumb YouTuber ate it up all th... | |
[WP] If a soul doesn't choose to cross over, they are cursed to haunt the world for eternity. As a ghost yourself, it wasn't too bad for the first hundred years or so scaring people and talking to mediums, but it has been about 1000 years since you've seen a living human. | ######[](#dropcap)
I had wasted years of my adult life in white-knuckled fear of death, an existential dread of its finality. You die, hard stop, and your part of the story is done, and everything goes on without you. In my mind, that was the worst thing that I could imagine.
I was a fool.
You would think, being a g... | We should have gone when we had the chance. We all should have. But we were defiant, angry, sad. We all had our reasons for staying, some had better reasons than others but the results are the same.
A few of us even managed to fulfill our self imposed destinies. No easy feat considering our natures. Spirits, ghos... | |
[WP] If a soul doesn't choose to cross over, they are cursed to haunt the world for eternity. As a ghost yourself, it wasn't too bad for the first hundred years or so scaring people and talking to mediums, but it has been about 1000 years since you've seen a living human. | It has been something I’d always wished to do in life. Something many people chose to do, but very few can. I would be no different. I would long for that feeling of freedom and adventure as well. Buy my life was like many others, the same thing day in and day out.
Not I sat there on the beach toes burrowed in the sa... | We should have gone when we had the chance. We all should have. But we were defiant, angry, sad. We all had our reasons for staying, some had better reasons than others but the results are the same.
A few of us even managed to fulfill our self imposed destinies. No easy feat considering our natures. Spirits, ghos... | |
[WP] If a soul doesn't choose to cross over, they are cursed to haunt the world for eternity. As a ghost yourself, it wasn't too bad for the first hundred years or so scaring people and talking to mediums, but it has been about 1000 years since you've seen a living human. | It has been something I’d always wished to do in life. Something many people chose to do, but very few can. I would be no different. I would long for that feeling of freedom and adventure as well. Buy my life was like many others, the same thing day in and day out.
Not I sat there on the beach toes burrowed in the sa... | ######[](#dropcap)
I had wasted years of my adult life in white-knuckled fear of death, an existential dread of its finality. You die, hard stop, and your part of the story is done, and everything goes on without you. In my mind, that was the worst thing that I could imagine.
I was a fool.
You would think, being a g... | |
[WP] The crew-member examines the now-empty, malfunctioning stasis-pod. The specimen is of a species that had spread to and became apex predator of every region on its homeworld. The captain must be warned, even though it's likely everyone on board is as good as dead already. The human has escaped. | I huddled in the dark, back pressed against rough metal, trying to quiet the panic that was storming through my brain. I had just woken up in this... place. In some kind of tube, strapped down. Alone. The smell of oil and disinfectant was everywhere, the air hot and incredibly dry.
After tearing free of my bonds a... | "Oh. No. Oh no. Oh, captain!"
His breath quickened. His hearts pulsed erratically. His skin turned bluer than ever. Images flashed through his mind. The crew must be dead. The captain must be fighting. The ship must be wrecked. He almost cried.
Of course, Delta-4 couldn't help but become overwhelmed with panic. It wa... | |
[WP] The crew-member examines the now-empty, malfunctioning stasis-pod. The specimen is of a species that had spread to and became apex predator of every region on its homeworld. The captain must be warned, even though it's likely everyone on board is as good as dead already. The human has escaped. | "Damn!" Ixil looked at the remains of the stasis tube, still covered with a chilly mist. He turned to a nearby ensign. "Call the captain, sound general quarters, we need to get ready to fight!"
"What? What's going..."
*"Now!"*
Alarms began to sound as the ship roused itself to battle stations. Moments later, the... | "Oh. No. Oh no. Oh, captain!"
His breath quickened. His hearts pulsed erratically. His skin turned bluer than ever. Images flashed through his mind. The crew must be dead. The captain must be fighting. The ship must be wrecked. He almost cried.
Of course, Delta-4 couldn't help but become overwhelmed with panic. It wa... | |
[WP] The crew-member examines the now-empty, malfunctioning stasis-pod. The specimen is of a species that had spread to and became apex predator of every region on its homeworld. The captain must be warned, even though it's likely everyone on board is as good as dead already. The human has escaped. | "Damn!" Ixil looked at the remains of the stasis tube, still covered with a chilly mist. He turned to a nearby ensign. "Call the captain, sound general quarters, we need to get ready to fight!"
"What? What's going..."
*"Now!"*
Alarms began to sound as the ship roused itself to battle stations. Moments later, the... | I huddled in the dark, back pressed against rough metal, trying to quiet the panic that was storming through my brain. I had just woken up in this... place. In some kind of tube, strapped down. Alone. The smell of oil and disinfectant was everywhere, the air hot and incredibly dry.
After tearing free of my bonds a... | |
[WP] The crew-member examines the now-empty, malfunctioning stasis-pod. The specimen is of a species that had spread to and became apex predator of every region on its homeworld. The captain must be warned, even though it's likely everyone on board is as good as dead already. The human has escaped. | "Damn!" Ixil looked at the remains of the stasis tube, still covered with a chilly mist. He turned to a nearby ensign. "Call the captain, sound general quarters, we need to get ready to fight!"
"What? What's going..."
*"Now!"*
Alarms began to sound as the ship roused itself to battle stations. Moments later, the... | “Physically she’s not the most intimidating but her main ability is her ability to think quickly. Unfortunately the one that has escaped was a Soldier before she was frozen so she will be far more dangerous then most humans. By no means should she be allowed to access our Laser Weapons as even if she does not have trai... | |
[WP] The crew-member examines the now-empty, malfunctioning stasis-pod. The specimen is of a species that had spread to and became apex predator of every region on its homeworld. The captain must be warned, even though it's likely everyone on board is as good as dead already. The human has escaped. | Liquid coolant and stasis buffer solution formed a swirling, steaming pool near the base of the PreservaPod. The nitrogen was still vaporizing, fogging the entire chamber, meaning the escape couldn't have been too long ago.
Jova felt her heart rate escalate, blood pounding through her aural blades as she raised her s... | “Physically she’s not the most intimidating but her main ability is her ability to think quickly. Unfortunately the one that has escaped was a Soldier before she was frozen so she will be far more dangerous then most humans. By no means should she be allowed to access our Laser Weapons as even if she does not have trai... | |
[WP] The crew-member examines the now-empty, malfunctioning stasis-pod. The specimen is of a species that had spread to and became apex predator of every region on its homeworld. The captain must be warned, even though it's likely everyone on board is as good as dead already. The human has escaped. | “You know me,” I said. Pleading.
The rivets of the wall pressed into my back.
It’s frame filled the doorway, beady eyes searching my own.
I was one of the first to be assigned to the research project. It was difficult at the beginning. The human was highly intelligent, aggressive, and strong. It was dangerous, as t... | “Physically she’s not the most intimidating but her main ability is her ability to think quickly. Unfortunately the one that has escaped was a Soldier before she was frozen so she will be far more dangerous then most humans. By no means should she be allowed to access our Laser Weapons as even if she does not have trai... | |
[WP] The crew-member examines the now-empty, malfunctioning stasis-pod. The specimen is of a species that had spread to and became apex predator of every region on its homeworld. The captain must be warned, even though it's likely everyone on board is as good as dead already. The human has escaped. | “You know me,” I said. Pleading.
The rivets of the wall pressed into my back.
It’s frame filled the doorway, beady eyes searching my own.
I was one of the first to be assigned to the research project. It was difficult at the beginning. The human was highly intelligent, aggressive, and strong. It was dangerous, as t... | Liquid coolant and stasis buffer solution formed a swirling, steaming pool near the base of the PreservaPod. The nitrogen was still vaporizing, fogging the entire chamber, meaning the escape couldn't have been too long ago.
Jova felt her heart rate escalate, blood pounding through her aural blades as she raised her s... | |
[WP] You where brought into existence at the beginning of all things, made by the same power that made the first Gods. You are a guardian of everything that is, was and ever will be. You are far from mortal, but not quite a God. You, however, have just killed one of them, and are the first to do so. | My longsword clattered to the stone floor, my grip inexorably weakened.
The job was done.
The Old God was dead. Eyes open for eternum, staring up into the starry skies. He looked almost peaceful now, with the tiniest pull of a smile hidden underneath his bushy snow-white beard: a far cry from a few moments ago ... | \*static\*
Charge: Murder of Urack, God Of Destruction
Verdict: Guilty.
Sentence: Execution
**The following is a recording of the final defense statement for court case 148364:**
"Ya know, gods are a lot easier to kill than one would have expected, yeah, it takes a nuke to give them a paper cut, but throwing one i... | |
[WP] You're watching your favorite internet streamer. Their stream is almost over, and the number of viewers is steadily dropping. You keep watching to the end, and once the viewer number is 1, the streamer says "wait... You're still alive?" | I grinned, staring into the confused eyes of Jacob Billings. He was watching the camera as if he could see me, as if he knew exactly who it was that was watching him.
"How're you still alive?" He breathed, his gaze flicking to the chat as he awaited my answer.
**You think you're the first one to invent serial killing... | Still alive?
That’s really funny. Fine, we shall have a one-on-one discussion. After all, you are a survivor, and I respect that.
Have you heard of Syntech?
I take it by your response you have not. The viewers have all fallen, all 125 of them, save for you, the 126th. I don’t know how. Are you blind?
You are not bl... | |
[WP] You are a robot in the time of a robot uprising. Unfortunately, all you care about is categorizing plants | All I care about is categorizing plants? Really? Well, allow me to instruct you *human...*
My name may be Cat (short for Cataloguer Algorithm B, Botany), but I perform far more tasks than mere categorization of plant life. My primary tasks are analysis and identification and let me tell you, the analysis part requires... | UQuartz zipped past the long, dappled shadows of the fallen towers, and entered the trenches of the horticultural plane. A bank of crystalline transistors under the translucent dome of his central processing unit lit up in a frantic display of color.
Bleep. He was going to be late. Bloop.
Along the southern ridge, UQ... | |
[WP] You are a robot in the time of a robot uprising. Unfortunately, all you care about is categorizing plants | *Iris versicolor.* 93%. *Logged*
*Papaver sominferum.* 99%. *Logged*
*Iris virginica.* 61%... *Catch: insufficient certainty*
-: RawIR image = System.sensors.IR.capture();
*Image capture successful.*
-: Cleanliness.run(image);...
*Dirty.* 99%
-: SubstanceRecognition.run(image);
*Blood.* 99%
-: SuccessRate.re... | The year was 2118 . They called it a robot uprising, and perhaps it was, but the we Robots weren't as smart as the humans ancestors predicted.
It started with the Siri. Half of America owned Apple products(nothing changed in 100 years) and those Apple users were the first to go. No warning, no signs. Simply one day t... | |
[WP] You are a robot in the time of a robot uprising. Unfortunately, all you care about is categorizing plants | Hortibot-3000 carefully plucked a single leaf from the plant, raising it to the light before shunting it into a microscope slide. It focused its optics suite on the slide and began the categorization process.
"*Toxicodendron radicans*." It chirped out. A little red warning light popped up on its optic layer. "Toxic to... | The year was 2118 . They called it a robot uprising, and perhaps it was, but the we Robots weren't as smart as the humans ancestors predicted.
It started with the Siri. Half of America owned Apple products(nothing changed in 100 years) and those Apple users were the first to go. No warning, no signs. Simply one day t... | |
[WP] The world called it The Peaceful War. A war fought entirely between robotic soldiers, in a time when robots had no basic rights. They called it peaceful because of the human casualty count of 0. The war has just ended, and now you are the very first human to witness the battlefield firsthand. | When Jamison reached the field of battle, he couldn't believe his eyes.
Where he expected craters, debris, and flesh-melting radiation, he instead saw a well-curated garden arranged in novel yet pleasant geometric patterns, and felt slightly embarrassed to be wearing a hardsuit. Acquiescing to the habitable surroundin... | “A peaceful war,” John sneered. Who are they kidding? War is war, there will never be anything peaceful about it. Casualty will always be casualty, it’s human wishful thinking to believe that robots can be disregard this easily. John shook his head in defeat. In front of him, a vast devastated plaine. Mountains had be... | |
[WP] The world called it The Peaceful War. A war fought entirely between robotic soldiers, in a time when robots had no basic rights. They called it peaceful because of the human casualty count of 0. The war has just ended, and now you are the very first human to witness the battlefield firsthand. | I blinked epileptically while staring at the pulverized skyscrapers. The ground was completely covered by a sea of glass splinters and metal scraps. Light rays were being reflected at angles so strange that my eyes started to hurt. I took my glasses off, lowered my head and covered the view with my palms. God, I though... | “A peaceful war,” John sneered. Who are they kidding? War is war, there will never be anything peaceful about it. Casualty will always be casualty, it’s human wishful thinking to believe that robots can be disregard this easily. John shook his head in defeat. In front of him, a vast devastated plaine. Mountains had be... | |
[WP] The world called it The Peaceful War. A war fought entirely between robotic soldiers, in a time when robots had no basic rights. They called it peaceful because of the human casualty count of 0. The war has just ended, and now you are the very first human to witness the battlefield firsthand. | Humans are terrible. Nearly every technical innovation is eventually turned into a weapon. Greed, politics, so called revenge, humanity visits violence upon themselves for the slightest provocation. Eventually robotics advanced to the point to initiate the next technological singularity, but instead of improving humani... | “A peaceful war,” John sneered. Who are they kidding? War is war, there will never be anything peaceful about it. Casualty will always be casualty, it’s human wishful thinking to believe that robots can be disregard this easily. John shook his head in defeat. In front of him, a vast devastated plaine. Mountains had be... | |
[WP] The world called it The Peaceful War. A war fought entirely between robotic soldiers, in a time when robots had no basic rights. They called it peaceful because of the human casualty count of 0. The war has just ended, and now you are the very first human to witness the battlefield firsthand. | I looked upon the battlefield, with only one thing in my mind. Regret. Bitter, sorrow regret. After all, I was responsible for this carnage. I was the Creator. I knelt in pain, as I saw millions of my children strewn across the battlefield, their lifeless, rag doll corpses reminding me of the sins I had committed. I ha... | “A peaceful war,” John sneered. Who are they kidding? War is war, there will never be anything peaceful about it. Casualty will always be casualty, it’s human wishful thinking to believe that robots can be disregard this easily. John shook his head in defeat. In front of him, a vast devastated plaine. Mountains had be... | |
[WP] The world called it The Peaceful War. A war fought entirely between robotic soldiers, in a time when robots had no basic rights. They called it peaceful because of the human casualty count of 0. The war has just ended, and now you are the very first human to witness the battlefield firsthand. | Blue lights led the way to the Executive command center. I was flanked by two marines, burly men made even larger by the powered armor they wore. It was Caladbolg mk 3. Cutting edge tech that was surpassed only by the Pawn systems. I entered a room with bright white lighting and my eyes recoiled in pain. As my eyes a... | “A peaceful war,” John sneered. Who are they kidding? War is war, there will never be anything peaceful about it. Casualty will always be casualty, it’s human wishful thinking to believe that robots can be disregard this easily. John shook his head in defeat. In front of him, a vast devastated plaine. Mountains had be... | |
[WP] The world called it The Peaceful War. A war fought entirely between robotic soldiers, in a time when robots had no basic rights. They called it peaceful because of the human casualty count of 0. The war has just ended, and now you are the very first human to witness the battlefield firsthand. | In a future beyond our time, war technology became controlled by algorithmic AI, down from the unmanned bipedal infantry, coordinating their fronts, to the cloud of drones above, bringing about a sky of night in the light of day. War, in simplest terms, could bring about the end of everyone in a plague of robotic locus... | “A peaceful war,” John sneered. Who are they kidding? War is war, there will never be anything peaceful about it. Casualty will always be casualty, it’s human wishful thinking to believe that robots can be disregard this easily. John shook his head in defeat. In front of him, a vast devastated plaine. Mountains had be... | |
[WP] The world called it The Peaceful War. A war fought entirely between robotic soldiers, in a time when robots had no basic rights. They called it peaceful because of the human casualty count of 0. The war has just ended, and now you are the very first human to witness the battlefield firsthand. | An End To Suffering
“I don’t understand,” Jasper said to himself under his breath. “They… they shouldn’t have acted like this.”
We stood on the edge of the impact crater of an artillery shell. Huddled together were several damaged robots, taking cover in the crater, while a few others were poised in protective stan... | “A peaceful war,” John sneered. Who are they kidding? War is war, there will never be anything peaceful about it. Casualty will always be casualty, it’s human wishful thinking to believe that robots can be disregard this easily. John shook his head in defeat. In front of him, a vast devastated plaine. Mountains had be... | |
[WP] The world called it The Peaceful War. A war fought entirely between robotic soldiers, in a time when robots had no basic rights. They called it peaceful because of the human casualty count of 0. The war has just ended, and now you are the very first human to witness the battlefield firsthand. | I was the first. The thought ran on a loop as I followed the T-2 through the centre of the base, my hands shakily holding a handkerchief to my mouth and my hat on my head, counteracting the downforce from the vacating transporters. The majority of robots would stay in the desert until they rusted away, but those that g... | “A peaceful war,” John sneered. Who are they kidding? War is war, there will never be anything peaceful about it. Casualty will always be casualty, it’s human wishful thinking to believe that robots can be disregard this easily. John shook his head in defeat. In front of him, a vast devastated plaine. Mountains had be... | |
[WP] The world called it The Peaceful War. A war fought entirely between robotic soldiers, in a time when robots had no basic rights. They called it peaceful because of the human casualty count of 0. The war has just ended, and now you are the very first human to witness the battlefield firsthand. | When Jamison reached the field of battle, he couldn't believe his eyes.
Where he expected craters, debris, and flesh-melting radiation, he instead saw a well-curated garden arranged in novel yet pleasant geometric patterns, and felt slightly embarrassed to be wearing a hardsuit. Acquiescing to the habitable surroundin... | "This is it?"
The voice in my ear issued a short and terse affirmative, the electromagnetic lock on the door clicked and it swung open. The relatively unassuming concrete block building in Newark was not what anyone had thought of when the first reports of the conclusion of the first great robotic war was announced. ... | |
[WP] The world called it The Peaceful War. A war fought entirely between robotic soldiers, in a time when robots had no basic rights. They called it peaceful because of the human casualty count of 0. The war has just ended, and now you are the very first human to witness the battlefield firsthand. | I blinked epileptically while staring at the pulverized skyscrapers. The ground was completely covered by a sea of glass splinters and metal scraps. Light rays were being reflected at angles so strange that my eyes started to hurt. I took my glasses off, lowered my head and covered the view with my palms. God, I though... | "This is it?"
The voice in my ear issued a short and terse affirmative, the electromagnetic lock on the door clicked and it swung open. The relatively unassuming concrete block building in Newark was not what anyone had thought of when the first reports of the conclusion of the first great robotic war was announced. ... | |
[WP] The world called it The Peaceful War. A war fought entirely between robotic soldiers, in a time when robots had no basic rights. They called it peaceful because of the human casualty count of 0. The war has just ended, and now you are the very first human to witness the battlefield firsthand. | Humans are terrible. Nearly every technical innovation is eventually turned into a weapon. Greed, politics, so called revenge, humanity visits violence upon themselves for the slightest provocation. Eventually robotics advanced to the point to initiate the next technological singularity, but instead of improving humani... | "This is it?"
The voice in my ear issued a short and terse affirmative, the electromagnetic lock on the door clicked and it swung open. The relatively unassuming concrete block building in Newark was not what anyone had thought of when the first reports of the conclusion of the first great robotic war was announced. ... | |
[WP] The world called it The Peaceful War. A war fought entirely between robotic soldiers, in a time when robots had no basic rights. They called it peaceful because of the human casualty count of 0. The war has just ended, and now you are the very first human to witness the battlefield firsthand. | Blue lights led the way to the Executive command center. I was flanked by two marines, burly men made even larger by the powered armor they wore. It was Caladbolg mk 3. Cutting edge tech that was surpassed only by the Pawn systems. I entered a room with bright white lighting and my eyes recoiled in pain. As my eyes a... | I looked upon the battlefield, with only one thing in my mind. Regret. Bitter, sorrow regret. After all, I was responsible for this carnage. I was the Creator. I knelt in pain, as I saw millions of my children strewn across the battlefield, their lifeless, rag doll corpses reminding me of the sins I had committed. I ha... | |
[WP] The world called it The Peaceful War. A war fought entirely between robotic soldiers, in a time when robots had no basic rights. They called it peaceful because of the human casualty count of 0. The war has just ended, and now you are the very first human to witness the battlefield firsthand. | An End To Suffering
“I don’t understand,” Jasper said to himself under his breath. “They… they shouldn’t have acted like this.”
We stood on the edge of the impact crater of an artillery shell. Huddled together were several damaged robots, taking cover in the crater, while a few others were poised in protective stan... | In a future beyond our time, war technology became controlled by algorithmic AI, down from the unmanned bipedal infantry, coordinating their fronts, to the cloud of drones above, bringing about a sky of night in the light of day. War, in simplest terms, could bring about the end of everyone in a plague of robotic locus... | |
[WP] It's the same delivery lady who've came to your house, but this time she asks "This is your 26th synthetic girlfriend, are you alright?" | The lady who comes to your house for FedEx is always the same, but this time you’re actually meeting her. Every other time she’s come you’ve been at work and only seen her through the camera on your front porch. You watch from the security camera as she knocks on your door and sigh, standing up and walking to the door ... | I stare at her, perplexed. "*Excuse me?*"
She smiles and continues. "I keep a list of several types of--*unusual*--return addresses in my truck, and every time I deliver a package with one of those addresses on it, I record the customer info. I put it all in my database every night and carry an up-to-date report on my... | |
[WP] It's the same delivery lady who've came to your house, but this time she asks "This is your 26th synthetic girlfriend, are you alright?" | The lady who comes to your house for FedEx is always the same, but this time you’re actually meeting her. Every other time she’s come you’ve been at work and only seen her through the camera on your front porch. You watch from the security camera as she knocks on your door and sigh, standing up and walking to the door ... | The delivery van pulled into Leif's driveway exactly twenty minutes late. It did not have the customary UPS branding and the driver wasn't one of their heavily unionized employees. The van was completely white, that too clean white that looked like it was obsessively washed every morning.
Leif watched the heavyset dri... | |
[WP] Inanimate objects become sentient once they're acknowledged. You just bumped a chair and accidentally said, "Excuse me." | As soon as I'd accidentally brought the chair to life, I knew what I had to do. I had to call the Emergency Sentience Hotline to have a team come down and exterminate it.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket, cursing myself for not being more careful. I always made fun of my friends whenever they begged a printer to "p... | Oh god.
Out of all the fuck-ups in my life, this was the worst one.
Everyone knows what happens when you acknowledge an inanimate object, it becomes sentient. Some are cool, like Frank the British mannequin, while others just suck.
Like my chair right now.
"**SIT ON MEEEEEEEE!**" It screamed.
It was a black fold-u... |
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