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[WP] You were once an unbeatable hero. Your secret? Every time you died, time rewound itself for you to alter your future. You are now 97 years of age. Constantly looping over your last day before dying of old age. You have been searching for a way to break this curse for over a decade. | Damn it. I knew I should have thrown away that lamp when I came across it. When the genie first appeared, I thought my greatest wish - immortality - was finally about to be granted. Unfortunately, the genie was bound by a million rules. I couldn't ask to live forever. I couldn't even ask to extend my life. It took me a... | Eight minutes thirty two seconds. Josh just needed to find a way to inject the compound before his time was up.
Eight years of research and two years constantly reliving his last day alive had pushed him to the breaking point of his sanity but finally he had what he needed.
He rummaged around through the storage roo... | |
[WP] You were once an unbeatable hero. Your secret? Every time you died, time rewound itself for you to alter your future. You are now 97 years of age. Constantly looping over your last day before dying of old age. You have been searching for a way to break this curse for over a decade. | It is here, in the painfully ironic twilight of my life, that I wake up once again to face my death. We've met countless times before, death and I, and though I do not have the scars to prove it, the memory of every last breath I've taken remains. I close my eyes and count the slowing beats of my heart. I think as hard... | 5 years. I estimate I relived the same day for around 5 years, although there's no way to be certain. Used to be that my power was a gift, but now at the end of my natural life, it has turned sour. As if every time I rewound out of a lethal situation was recorded by some cosmic hand, and I was repaid in full amount. Th... | |
[WP] You were once an unbeatable hero. Your secret? Every time you died, time rewound itself for you to alter your future. You are now 97 years of age. Constantly looping over your last day before dying of old age. You have been searching for a way to break this curse for over a decade. | Damn it. I knew I should have thrown away that lamp when I came across it. When the genie first appeared, I thought my greatest wish - immortality - was finally about to be granted. Unfortunately, the genie was bound by a million rules. I couldn't ask to live forever. I couldn't even ask to extend my life. It took me a... | 5 years. I estimate I relived the same day for around 5 years, although there's no way to be certain. Used to be that my power was a gift, but now at the end of my natural life, it has turned sour. As if every time I rewound out of a lethal situation was recorded by some cosmic hand, and I was repaid in full amount. Th... | |
[WP] You were once an unbeatable hero. Your secret? Every time you died, time rewound itself for you to alter your future. You are now 97 years of age. Constantly looping over your last day before dying of old age. You have been searching for a way to break this curse for over a decade. | Damn it. I knew I should have thrown away that lamp when I came across it. When the genie first appeared, I thought my greatest wish - immortality - was finally about to be granted. Unfortunately, the genie was bound by a million rules. I couldn't ask to live forever. I couldn't even ask to extend my life. It took me a... | “Aaaaawwwwwwww shit.”
Turning away from the bathroom mirror, George shuffled himself around in a circle, an old wooden cane being the only thing that allowed him even this limited movement.
“MaaaAAAAARRGGEE!” he bellowed, lips puckering due to a lack of dentures. “It happened again!”
From the other room over he hear... | |
[WP] You were once an unbeatable hero. Your secret? Every time you died, time rewound itself for you to alter your future. You are now 97 years of age. Constantly looping over your last day before dying of old age. You have been searching for a way to break this curse for over a decade. | Damn it. I knew I should have thrown away that lamp when I came across it. When the genie first appeared, I thought my greatest wish - immortality - was finally about to be granted. Unfortunately, the genie was bound by a million rules. I couldn't ask to live forever. I couldn't even ask to extend my life. It took me a... | It is here, in the painfully ironic twilight of my life, that I wake up once again to face my death. We've met countless times before, death and I, and though I do not have the scars to prove it, the memory of every last breath I've taken remains. I close my eyes and count the slowing beats of my heart. I think as hard... | |
[WP] You were once an unbeatable hero. Your secret? Every time you died, time rewound itself for you to alter your future. You are now 97 years of age. Constantly looping over your last day before dying of old age. You have been searching for a way to break this curse for over a decade. |
The sounds began to leak in, slowly at first, but gradually growing louder until settling into the soft humdrum and mumble of the environment. First, the oxygen concentrator, with the slow and steady inflation and deflation of the pumps that provided air to his old and failing lungs. Once, those lungs were powerful... | It's like a hiccup, maybe a sneeze.
No, that's stupid.
It's like . . . Christ . . . It's like the last 5 seconds of a hand-job, that moment of no return.
Ha, yeah, no, no I have it; it's like a no-budget porn where a woman I've wanted forever sneaks up on me and wraps her hand around my cock out of the blue. No rhy... | |
[WP] You were once an unbeatable hero. Your secret? Every time you died, time rewound itself for you to alter your future. You are now 97 years of age. Constantly looping over your last day before dying of old age. You have been searching for a way to break this curse for over a decade. |
The sounds began to leak in, slowly at first, but gradually growing louder until settling into the soft humdrum and mumble of the environment. First, the oxygen concentrator, with the slow and steady inflation and deflation of the pumps that provided air to his old and failing lungs. Once, those lungs were powerful... | 7:00:00 AM, Tuesday.
I got up, I did the usual morning routine of getting up and convincing myself it was worth trying “today.” What even is “today” anymore? Both “tomorrow” and “yesterday”, but not quite “the next day.” I force myself a few steps out of my small room at the retirement home. The nurse notices me, as ... | |
[WP] You were once an unbeatable hero. Your secret? Every time you died, time rewound itself for you to alter your future. You are now 97 years of age. Constantly looping over your last day before dying of old age. You have been searching for a way to break this curse for over a decade. | First, you must be wandering, how does one realize that they could rewind time upon death, and of all things, decided to use that to fight crime?
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It happened by chance. Years ago, I was a police detective. I had a dream, a wild dream, where I remembered being chasing a gangster into a warehouse, then lou... | I wake to the sound of moaning and despair. I lay in this bed looking up at an unfamiliar ceiling. I panic.
I don’t know where I am. I don’t know what that sound came from. I don’t know why I’m here.
“My name is...”
Nothing comes to mind.
It now become apparent to me that I’m in some sort of hospital room. I look a... | |
[WP] You were once an unbeatable hero. Your secret? Every time you died, time rewound itself for you to alter your future. You are now 97 years of age. Constantly looping over your last day before dying of old age. You have been searching for a way to break this curse for over a decade. | Nine thousand, nine hundred ninety eight.
That's how many trips through my last day I have taken.
In my youth, I died in a car crash. My father tried to take me in a drunk rage after he lost a custody battle. He didn't see the sedan backing out of the perfect, cookie cutter driveway. The perfect family was torn asund... | I wake to the sound of moaning and despair. I lay in this bed looking up at an unfamiliar ceiling. I panic.
I don’t know where I am. I don’t know what that sound came from. I don’t know why I’m here.
“My name is...”
Nothing comes to mind.
It now become apparent to me that I’m in some sort of hospital room. I look a... | |
[WP] You were once an unbeatable hero. Your secret? Every time you died, time rewound itself for you to alter your future. You are now 97 years of age. Constantly looping over your last day before dying of old age. You have been searching for a way to break this curse for over a decade. | "Why? Why won't you end this?"
In youthful days the old man laying on his sickbed had been known by many names. He had been known as Gehrn Stormblade, Gehrn the Mighty, Titanslayer, Savior of Barrowglen. But he lay there now as no more than who he had been born as: Gehrn of Windwhistle Valley. A miner's son who had ma... | I wake to the sound of moaning and despair. I lay in this bed looking up at an unfamiliar ceiling. I panic.
I don’t know where I am. I don’t know what that sound came from. I don’t know why I’m here.
“My name is...”
Nothing comes to mind.
It now become apparent to me that I’m in some sort of hospital room. I look a... | |
[WP] You were once an unbeatable hero. Your secret? Every time you died, time rewound itself for you to alter your future. You are now 97 years of age. Constantly looping over your last day before dying of old age. You have been searching for a way to break this curse for over a decade. | "Why? Why won't you end this?"
In youthful days the old man laying on his sickbed had been known by many names. He had been known as Gehrn Stormblade, Gehrn the Mighty, Titanslayer, Savior of Barrowglen. But he lay there now as no more than who he had been born as: Gehrn of Windwhistle Valley. A miner's son who had ma... | It has been many years since I have been able to fear death. In truth, I now welcome death to come and find me and bring me eternal peace. I have grown tired of having death find those I love before finally coming to me.
I have died many times, I remember the pain of each death. But nothing will ever compare to the em... | |
[WP] You were once an unbeatable hero. Your secret? Every time you died, time rewound itself for you to alter your future. You are now 97 years of age. Constantly looping over your last day before dying of old age. You have been searching for a way to break this curse for over a decade. | “He’s not talking.”
“What’s wrong with him?”
“Grandpa!”
“It’s just his time to go.”
“But he’s still breathing why isn’t he doing anything?”
I could hear my family around me, worried, scared, they don’t want to lose me. More importantly, they want me to say bye.
But right now I’m thinking.
When I first took this... | "Fuck
Fuck
Fuck"
And so on and so forth. This was all my old brain was capable of thinking.
When I took the deal I never thought about this. In case anyone ever offers you immortality in exchange for 1/762.68ths of your soul, don't take it.
Immortality fucking sucks. Everyone goes away but you just keep on living... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | "How long can I take to decide?" I asked. The Almighty looked at me with loving eyes and said "as long as you'd like." "With one condition," he added, " you can't enter the kingdom of heaven until you decide." I was suspicious of the whole thing, "why do this at all? Don't you already know what I'll pick?" At that poin... | Tonight was very special. As I was scrolling through Reddit before going to bed, I died. No pain, no warning, no fruition, just a quick and easy death. There are many theories on what happens to you after you die, but I wasn't surprised when I found myself in a court room in front of Judge God. When he told me that I w... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | (typing while walking. please excuse typos)
"Next!" Hades doesn't bother looking up. At this point he was used to the "OMG! <Insert religion> was wrong" cries of surprise and just wanted to do his job and retire for the day.
Something caught his eye though. He knew it was close - but didn't realise he'd hit it ... | Tonight was very special. As I was scrolling through Reddit before going to bed, I died. No pain, no warning, no fruition, just a quick and easy death. There are many theories on what happens to you after you die, but I wasn't surprised when I found myself in a court room in front of Judge God. When he told me that I w... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | **You are the 100 billionth to die. You may undo any single decision**
“Yes! I—“
**BUT I will inform you that you have already had your decision to undo your decision on what to undo has already repeated until by some miracle, enough quantum uncertainties piled together to make you change your decision.**
“Then I... | Tonight was very special. As I was scrolling through Reddit before going to bed, I died. No pain, no warning, no fruition, just a quick and easy death. There are many theories on what happens to you after you die, but I wasn't surprised when I found myself in a court room in front of Judge God. When he told me that I w... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | The light was blinding. I didn't expect anything but darkness. Slowly details come into view. One, two, no it has to be a dozen of them. I can only describe them as blindingly white and perfectly round. There's a man here too, no not a man, he looks human, but I can feel he is not the same as me.
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"Hello,... | Tonight was very special. As I was scrolling through Reddit before going to bed, I died. No pain, no warning, no fruition, just a quick and easy death. There are many theories on what happens to you after you die, but I wasn't surprised when I found myself in a court room in front of Judge God. When he told me that I w... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | “Welcome” Said a voice
All I could see was a bright light and a figure of a person in front of me.
“I am sorry to inform you, Jacob, but you have passed on at the tender age of 20”
I feel my head tilt downward as I feel sadness and disappointment for what my life could’ve been. I never been a bad person but I have n... | Tonight was very special. As I was scrolling through Reddit before going to bed, I died. No pain, no warning, no fruition, just a quick and easy death. There are many theories on what happens to you after you die, but I wasn't surprised when I found myself in a court room in front of Judge God. When he told me that I w... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | "How long can I take to decide?" I asked. The Almighty looked at me with loving eyes and said "as long as you'd like." "With one condition," he added, " you can't enter the kingdom of heaven until you decide." I was suspicious of the whole thing, "why do this at all? Don't you already know what I'll pick?" At that poin... | She looked down on the white lines of powder on the table and asked what's this? Rob said it's Coke I brought some for everybody today. Oh well how do you do it? Frog said I have this rolled up dollar bill you put the end of it in your nose and then you just sniff in real hard, that's all it takes. She cautiously bent ... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | The light was blinding. I didn't expect anything but darkness. Slowly details come into view. One, two, no it has to be a dozen of them. I can only describe them as blindingly white and perfectly round. There's a man here too, no not a man, he looks human, but I can feel he is not the same as me.
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"Hello,... | She looked down on the white lines of powder on the table and asked what's this? Rob said it's Coke I brought some for everybody today. Oh well how do you do it? Frog said I have this rolled up dollar bill you put the end of it in your nose and then you just sniff in real hard, that's all it takes. She cautiously bent ... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | “Welcome” Said a voice
All I could see was a bright light and a figure of a person in front of me.
“I am sorry to inform you, Jacob, but you have passed on at the tender age of 20”
I feel my head tilt downward as I feel sadness and disappointment for what my life could’ve been. I never been a bad person but I have n... | (typing while walking. please excuse typos)
"Next!" Hades doesn't bother looking up. At this point he was used to the "OMG! <Insert religion> was wrong" cries of surprise and just wanted to do his job and retire for the day.
Something caught his eye though. He knew it was close - but didn't realise he'd hit it ... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | “Welcome” Said a voice
All I could see was a bright light and a figure of a person in front of me.
“I am sorry to inform you, Jacob, but you have passed on at the tender age of 20”
I feel my head tilt downward as I feel sadness and disappointment for what my life could’ve been. I never been a bad person but I have n... | **You are the 100 billionth to die. You may undo any single decision**
“Yes! I—“
**BUT I will inform you that you have already had your decision to undo your decision on what to undo has already repeated until by some miracle, enough quantum uncertainties piled together to make you change your decision.**
“Then I... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | “Welcome” Said a voice
All I could see was a bright light and a figure of a person in front of me.
“I am sorry to inform you, Jacob, but you have passed on at the tender age of 20”
I feel my head tilt downward as I feel sadness and disappointment for what my life could’ve been. I never been a bad person but I have n... | Savannah is a city where the culture of past generations feed the frantic energy of youthful expression. Victorian homes are bordered by small town brick structures, which wear the murals of postmodern art students. Gay pride parades march over craggy streets, made of bone and cobblestone, the remnants of productive su... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | "Yeah but that means I wouldn't have died then."
It's honestly my luck. To die, number 100k - and told that before my heart is placed on the scales of justice one negative karmic decision can be undone.
Just one.
"Yeah you're not understanding. I wouldn't have died if I went to Wendy's instead."
YOU CAN NOT PUT O... | Savannah is a city where the culture of past generations feed the frantic energy of youthful expression. Victorian homes are bordered by small town brick structures, which wear the murals of postmodern art students. Gay pride parades march over craggy streets, made of bone and cobblestone, the remnants of productive su... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | When you open your eyes to an endless void, it's like they're still shut, making the simple act a futile gesture. I realized this fact as I found myself enveloped in said void, wondering to myself what the hell just happened. The last thing I remember, I was driving down Highway 41, a trip I'd made thousands of times... | Savannah is a city where the culture of past generations feed the frantic energy of youthful expression. Victorian homes are bordered by small town brick structures, which wear the murals of postmodern art students. Gay pride parades march over craggy streets, made of bone and cobblestone, the remnants of productive su... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | “Herwo Miztr Cardmr...”
I was...hearing something? Yeah, yeah, hearing, that was it. I was hearing, I thought. Everything was very fuzzy, my breaths felt broken and liquid all at once, some sort of vertigo made me think I was tasting colors- but no, I thought I was hearing. I think.
“Mishtr Carder...”
I remember a... | Savannah is a city where the culture of past generations feed the frantic energy of youthful expression. Victorian homes are bordered by small town brick structures, which wear the murals of postmodern art students. Gay pride parades march over craggy streets, made of bone and cobblestone, the remnants of productive su... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | "Any decision?" you ask Death.
ANYTHING, Death responds.
You think for a moment. There are any number of things you could ask to be rewritten. Any time you had ever been cruel, any time you had ever been weak. But the idea was in your head now, the one that you had thought of immediately but didn't want yourself to c... | Savannah is a city where the culture of past generations feed the frantic energy of youthful expression. Victorian homes are bordered by small town brick structures, which wear the murals of postmodern art students. Gay pride parades march over craggy streets, made of bone and cobblestone, the remnants of productive su... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | "A chance to change any decision?" I asked, blinking, still uncertain as to the parameters of the granted prize. I had always been leery of anything given for free, but I was always too polite to abjectly decline when such offers were made.
Of course, now that I was dead, there was no real need to worry about financ... | Savannah is a city where the culture of past generations feed the frantic energy of youthful expression. Victorian homes are bordered by small town brick structures, which wear the murals of postmodern art students. Gay pride parades march over craggy streets, made of bone and cobblestone, the remnants of productive su... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | "Undo any decision? Me? Why me?"
Death gently put aside their scythe. "Well, you see, my child, They want to commemorate the one billionth human to be dead. Even *I* don't know why do They do that, but it's just a nice thing to have. I still remember when this chance was given to another person, the one who became the... | Savannah is a city where the culture of past generations feed the frantic energy of youthful expression. Victorian homes are bordered by small town brick structures, which wear the murals of postmodern art students. Gay pride parades march over craggy streets, made of bone and cobblestone, the remnants of productive su... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | I looked at my wrists and their soft texture.
"Any? Even if it brings me back to life?" I asked. My mind was empty, I had never really thought of the things I regretter until only a moment ago, and now I had the chance to go back.
"Any decision." The woman in front of me said, giving a soft sad nod. Her grin gave me ... | Savannah is a city where the culture of past generations feed the frantic energy of youthful expression. Victorian homes are bordered by small town brick structures, which wear the murals of postmodern art students. Gay pride parades march over craggy streets, made of bone and cobblestone, the remnants of productive su... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | "Yeah but that means I wouldn't have died then."
It's honestly my luck. To die, number 100k - and told that before my heart is placed on the scales of justice one negative karmic decision can be undone.
Just one.
"Yeah you're not understanding. I wouldn't have died if I went to Wendy's instead."
YOU CAN NOT PUT O... | I’m asked this question by an unfamiliar face. He looks at me and says, “I’m sorry for your loss. You died, but congrats! You are the 100 Billionth person, and to commemorate this wondrous occasion, you can undo anything decision. So, the choice is yours.” I look back. “My decision? Huh,” I say. “Alright, I want to und... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | When you open your eyes to an endless void, it's like they're still shut, making the simple act a futile gesture. I realized this fact as I found myself enveloped in said void, wondering to myself what the hell just happened. The last thing I remember, I was driving down Highway 41, a trip I'd made thousands of times... | I’m asked this question by an unfamiliar face. He looks at me and says, “I’m sorry for your loss. You died, but congrats! You are the 100 Billionth person, and to commemorate this wondrous occasion, you can undo anything decision. So, the choice is yours.” I look back. “My decision? Huh,” I say. “Alright, I want to und... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | “Herwo Miztr Cardmr...”
I was...hearing something? Yeah, yeah, hearing, that was it. I was hearing, I thought. Everything was very fuzzy, my breaths felt broken and liquid all at once, some sort of vertigo made me think I was tasting colors- but no, I thought I was hearing. I think.
“Mishtr Carder...”
I remember a... | I’m asked this question by an unfamiliar face. He looks at me and says, “I’m sorry for your loss. You died, but congrats! You are the 100 Billionth person, and to commemorate this wondrous occasion, you can undo anything decision. So, the choice is yours.” I look back. “My decision? Huh,” I say. “Alright, I want to und... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | "Any decision?" you ask Death.
ANYTHING, Death responds.
You think for a moment. There are any number of things you could ask to be rewritten. Any time you had ever been cruel, any time you had ever been weak. But the idea was in your head now, the one that you had thought of immediately but didn't want yourself to c... | I’m asked this question by an unfamiliar face. He looks at me and says, “I’m sorry for your loss. You died, but congrats! You are the 100 Billionth person, and to commemorate this wondrous occasion, you can undo anything decision. So, the choice is yours.” I look back. “My decision? Huh,” I say. “Alright, I want to und... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | "A chance to change any decision?" I asked, blinking, still uncertain as to the parameters of the granted prize. I had always been leery of anything given for free, but I was always too polite to abjectly decline when such offers were made.
Of course, now that I was dead, there was no real need to worry about financ... | I’m asked this question by an unfamiliar face. He looks at me and says, “I’m sorry for your loss. You died, but congrats! You are the 100 Billionth person, and to commemorate this wondrous occasion, you can undo anything decision. So, the choice is yours.” I look back. “My decision? Huh,” I say. “Alright, I want to und... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | "Undo any decision? Me? Why me?"
Death gently put aside their scythe. "Well, you see, my child, They want to commemorate the one billionth human to be dead. Even *I* don't know why do They do that, but it's just a nice thing to have. I still remember when this chance was given to another person, the one who became the... | I’m asked this question by an unfamiliar face. He looks at me and says, “I’m sorry for your loss. You died, but congrats! You are the 100 Billionth person, and to commemorate this wondrous occasion, you can undo anything decision. So, the choice is yours.” I look back. “My decision? Huh,” I say. “Alright, I want to und... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | I looked at my wrists and their soft texture.
"Any? Even if it brings me back to life?" I asked. My mind was empty, I had never really thought of the things I regretter until only a moment ago, and now I had the chance to go back.
"Any decision." The woman in front of me said, giving a soft sad nod. Her grin gave me ... | I’m asked this question by an unfamiliar face. He looks at me and says, “I’m sorry for your loss. You died, but congrats! You are the 100 Billionth person, and to commemorate this wondrous occasion, you can undo anything decision. So, the choice is yours.” I look back. “My decision? Huh,” I say. “Alright, I want to und... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | When you open your eyes to an endless void, it's like they're still shut, making the simple act a futile gesture. I realized this fact as I found myself enveloped in said void, wondering to myself what the hell just happened. The last thing I remember, I was driving down Highway 41, a trip I'd made thousands of times... | "Yeah but that means I wouldn't have died then."
It's honestly my luck. To die, number 100k - and told that before my heart is placed on the scales of justice one negative karmic decision can be undone.
Just one.
"Yeah you're not understanding. I wouldn't have died if I went to Wendy's instead."
YOU CAN NOT PUT O... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | “Herwo Miztr Cardmr...”
I was...hearing something? Yeah, yeah, hearing, that was it. I was hearing, I thought. Everything was very fuzzy, my breaths felt broken and liquid all at once, some sort of vertigo made me think I was tasting colors- but no, I thought I was hearing. I think.
“Mishtr Carder...”
I remember a... | "Yeah but that means I wouldn't have died then."
It's honestly my luck. To die, number 100k - and told that before my heart is placed on the scales of justice one negative karmic decision can be undone.
Just one.
"Yeah you're not understanding. I wouldn't have died if I went to Wendy's instead."
YOU CAN NOT PUT O... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | "A chance to change any decision?" I asked, blinking, still uncertain as to the parameters of the granted prize. I had always been leery of anything given for free, but I was always too polite to abjectly decline when such offers were made.
Of course, now that I was dead, there was no real need to worry about financ... | "Yeah but that means I wouldn't have died then."
It's honestly my luck. To die, number 100k - and told that before my heart is placed on the scales of justice one negative karmic decision can be undone.
Just one.
"Yeah you're not understanding. I wouldn't have died if I went to Wendy's instead."
YOU CAN NOT PUT O... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | "A chance to change any decision?" I asked, blinking, still uncertain as to the parameters of the granted prize. I had always been leery of anything given for free, but I was always too polite to abjectly decline when such offers were made.
Of course, now that I was dead, there was no real need to worry about financ... | “Herwo Miztr Cardmr...”
I was...hearing something? Yeah, yeah, hearing, that was it. I was hearing, I thought. Everything was very fuzzy, my breaths felt broken and liquid all at once, some sort of vertigo made me think I was tasting colors- but no, I thought I was hearing. I think.
“Mishtr Carder...”
I remember a... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | "A chance to change any decision?" I asked, blinking, still uncertain as to the parameters of the granted prize. I had always been leery of anything given for free, but I was always too polite to abjectly decline when such offers were made.
Of course, now that I was dead, there was no real need to worry about financ... | "Any decision?" you ask Death.
ANYTHING, Death responds.
You think for a moment. There are any number of things you could ask to be rewritten. Any time you had ever been cruel, any time you had ever been weak. But the idea was in your head now, the one that you had thought of immediately but didn't want yourself to c... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | "Undo any decision? Me? Why me?"
Death gently put aside their scythe. "Well, you see, my child, They want to commemorate the one billionth human to be dead. Even *I* don't know why do They do that, but it's just a nice thing to have. I still remember when this chance was given to another person, the one who became the... | "Any decision?" you ask Death.
ANYTHING, Death responds.
You think for a moment. There are any number of things you could ask to be rewritten. Any time you had ever been cruel, any time you had ever been weak. But the idea was in your head now, the one that you had thought of immediately but didn't want yourself to c... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | "Undo any decision? Me? Why me?"
Death gently put aside their scythe. "Well, you see, my child, They want to commemorate the one billionth human to be dead. Even *I* don't know why do They do that, but it's just a nice thing to have. I still remember when this chance was given to another person, the one who became the... | “Any decision, ever?”
“Yep. Any decision at all, by anyone you want, at any point in time.”
I should not have this power. I’m not responsible enough for it.
There were a thousand mistakes I’ve made that I would have loved to be fixed, and millions of decisions other people made that should be fixed. And yet, my bra... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | I looked at my wrists and their soft texture.
"Any? Even if it brings me back to life?" I asked. My mind was empty, I had never really thought of the things I regretter until only a moment ago, and now I had the chance to go back.
"Any decision." The woman in front of me said, giving a soft sad nod. Her grin gave me ... | “Any decision, ever?”
“Yep. Any decision at all, by anyone you want, at any point in time.”
I should not have this power. I’m not responsible enough for it.
There were a thousand mistakes I’ve made that I would have loved to be fixed, and millions of decisions other people made that should be fixed. And yet, my bra... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | When I was 23 I killed a man. He was being an asshole. I was too; we were both drunk. He hit me. I hit him better. When he fell his head bounced off the bar. The bar cracked.
He lay there slumped under the bar with his arms up like he was hugging a ghost or tryin' to do a sit up, but while asleep. I learned later it'... | I was bathed in light. It washed over me like a wave and images started to surface in my mind.
I was six surrounded by all kids in my class as they sang the birthday song for me. Over the light of the candles I watched him mouth the words with the others, made my wish and blew.
I was nine, sitting next to him dur... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | I died at the ripe old age of 14.
My last three years of life were a living hell, all because of one innocent mistake... and now I had an angel, in all it's crazy eye-winged glory, asking me which decision I would change in my life. The question was so ridiculous I didn't even balk at his terrifying figure. Besides, I... | I was bathed in light. It washed over me like a wave and images started to surface in my mind.
I was six surrounded by all kids in my class as they sang the birthday song for me. Over the light of the candles I watched him mouth the words with the others, made my wish and blew.
I was nine, sitting next to him dur... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | When I was 23 I killed a man. He was being an asshole. I was too; we were both drunk. He hit me. I hit him better. When he fell his head bounced off the bar. The bar cracked.
He lay there slumped under the bar with his arms up like he was hugging a ghost or tryin' to do a sit up, but while asleep. I learned later it'... | "And when he gets to Heaven, to Saint Peter he will tell 'One more soldier reporting, Sir. I've served my time in Hell.'"
Or at least that was how it was supposed to go.
When I got to the Pearly Gates, Saint Peter stood there with balloons. Not realizing this was out of place, I said my line.
Saint Peter only gave a... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | I died at the ripe old age of 14.
My last three years of life were a living hell, all because of one innocent mistake... and now I had an angel, in all it's crazy eye-winged glory, asking me which decision I would change in my life. The question was so ridiculous I didn't even balk at his terrifying figure. Besides, I... | "And when he gets to Heaven, to Saint Peter he will tell 'One more soldier reporting, Sir. I've served my time in Hell.'"
Or at least that was how it was supposed to go.
When I got to the Pearly Gates, Saint Peter stood there with balloons. Not realizing this was out of place, I said my line.
Saint Peter only gave a... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | When I was 23 I killed a man. He was being an asshole. I was too; we were both drunk. He hit me. I hit him better. When he fell his head bounced off the bar. The bar cracked.
He lay there slumped under the bar with his arms up like he was hugging a ghost or tryin' to do a sit up, but while asleep. I learned later it'... | The choice was simple
I mean...
I am a simple man with no ambition of changing the world or becoming a hero.
What I do have instead is the need to not embarrass myself too much like any other normal person.
So when Micha or whatever the angels name was said that i could undo one single decision, it did not take m... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | I died at the ripe old age of 14.
My last three years of life were a living hell, all because of one innocent mistake... and now I had an angel, in all it's crazy eye-winged glory, asking me which decision I would change in my life. The question was so ridiculous I didn't even balk at his terrifying figure. Besides, I... | The choice was simple
I mean...
I am a simple man with no ambition of changing the world or becoming a hero.
What I do have instead is the need to not embarrass myself too much like any other normal person.
So when Micha or whatever the angels name was said that i could undo one single decision, it did not take m... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | "The water balloon fight, summer after second grade - I don't want to throw the balloon at Greg"
The angel looked at Thomas befuddled, here was the man who had more or less set the course and destiny for the human race *on his own for twenty years* and he wanted to undo an errant toss of a water balloon. Thomas cough... | The choice was simple
I mean...
I am a simple man with no ambition of changing the world or becoming a hero.
What I do have instead is the need to not embarrass myself too much like any other normal person.
So when Micha or whatever the angels name was said that i could undo one single decision, it did not take m... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | The light looked at me.
Well, if a light could look at me, that’s what It was doing. I felt It’s gaze. It was...peaceful.
And I understood. It was asking me a question. A question about a decision.
I had never been truly happy. There were brief moments approaching happiness I supposed. When I got out of th... | The choice was simple
I mean...
I am a simple man with no ambition of changing the world or becoming a hero.
What I do have instead is the need to not embarrass myself too much like any other normal person.
So when Micha or whatever the angels name was said that i could undo one single decision, it did not take m... | |
[WP] You died today. Turns out you are the 100 Billionth person to do so. To commemorate the occasion, you are given the chance to undo a single decision. Any decision. | I died at the ripe old age of 14.
My last three years of life were a living hell, all because of one innocent mistake... and now I had an angel, in all it's crazy eye-winged glory, asking me which decision I would change in my life. The question was so ridiculous I didn't even balk at his terrifying figure. Besides, I... | When I was 23 I killed a man. He was being an asshole. I was too; we were both drunk. He hit me. I hit him better. When he fell his head bounced off the bar. The bar cracked.
He lay there slumped under the bar with his arms up like he was hugging a ghost or tryin' to do a sit up, but while asleep. I learned later it'... | |
[WP] There’s an urban legend that’s been circulating around for decades about a taxi cab that doesn’t take you where you want to go, but where you need to go. One night, you step into that cab. | my life had been gray lately, much like the sky today. there’s really no other way to describe the melancholy, boxed-in feeling i’ve been experiencing. it’s not quite pointless- my life i mean. i have a boyfriend who loves me, and i love him more than i love anything in this horrible, wretched world. i have a job at an... | The back seat of the cab smelled like disinfectant. Jacob settled his briefcase in his lap and pulled his tie loose, wondering how easy it was to clean puke out of a car while he distractedly provided the taxi with his home address.
*Calculating most efficient route,* the machine informed him with artificial cheerfuln... | |
[WP] There’s an urban legend that’s been circulating around for decades about a taxi cab that doesn’t take you where you want to go, but where you need to go. One night, you step into that cab. |
The Black Cab.
I’m a Black Cab driver, with a difference. My cab and I don’t exist in real time, we turn up when people really need us.
I am a very boringly average person to look at, 10 seconds after meeting me, you will have trouble describing me, I’m short, tall, fat, thin, bald, long hair in a ponytail, ful... | The back seat of the cab smelled like disinfectant. Jacob settled his briefcase in his lap and pulled his tie loose, wondering how easy it was to clean puke out of a car while he distractedly provided the taxi with his home address.
*Calculating most efficient route,* the machine informed him with artificial cheerfuln... | |
[WP] There’s an urban legend that’s been circulating around for decades about a taxi cab that doesn’t take you where you want to go, but where you need to go. One night, you step into that cab. | I looked at my patek phillipe nautilus. Half past 3. Thing is, this place i built enclosed, no windows to the outside world thus you do not know if it is day or night. This is where they get lost in cards, chips, alcohol, women, drugs, whatever their heart desires and of course, whatever their pockets would allow.
I s... | The back seat of the cab smelled like disinfectant. Jacob settled his briefcase in his lap and pulled his tie loose, wondering how easy it was to clean puke out of a car while he distractedly provided the taxi with his home address.
*Calculating most efficient route,* the machine informed him with artificial cheerfuln... | |
[WP] There’s an urban legend that’s been circulating around for decades about a taxi cab that doesn’t take you where you want to go, but where you need to go. One night, you step into that cab. | I looked at my patek phillipe nautilus. Half past 3. Thing is, this place i built enclosed, no windows to the outside world thus you do not know if it is day or night. This is where they get lost in cards, chips, alcohol, women, drugs, whatever their heart desires and of course, whatever their pockets would allow.
I s... | my life had been gray lately, much like the sky today. there’s really no other way to describe the melancholy, boxed-in feeling i’ve been experiencing. it’s not quite pointless- my life i mean. i have a boyfriend who loves me, and i love him more than i love anything in this horrible, wretched world. i have a job at an... | |
[WP] There’s an urban legend that’s been circulating around for decades about a taxi cab that doesn’t take you where you want to go, but where you need to go. One night, you step into that cab. | I looked at my patek phillipe nautilus. Half past 3. Thing is, this place i built enclosed, no windows to the outside world thus you do not know if it is day or night. This is where they get lost in cards, chips, alcohol, women, drugs, whatever their heart desires and of course, whatever their pockets would allow.
I s... |
The Black Cab.
I’m a Black Cab driver, with a difference. My cab and I don’t exist in real time, we turn up when people really need us.
I am a very boringly average person to look at, 10 seconds after meeting me, you will have trouble describing me, I’m short, tall, fat, thin, bald, long hair in a ponytail, ful... | |
[WP] There’s an urban legend that’s been circulating around for decades about a taxi cab that doesn’t take you where you want to go, but where you need to go. One night, you step into that cab. | 'Hello, miss,' the taxi driver greeted me. I closed the cab door in the same swift movement with which I sat down.
'Hi!'
The back seat felt surprisingly soft. For some reason it reminded me of the old couch in my nana's attic. Me and my cousins had played all sorts of games on there. Good times.
'Rosemont Avenue, pl... | "Ere you go lass-" the driver turns to face me, a grin both somehow having to much and at the same time too little teeth adorning his face -"Right where you needed to be."
"This isn't King's cross." I say rather bewildered.
"I know." The driver agrees "But you need to be here tonight. Not there."
"Wait what?"
"Don't wo... | |
[WP] There’s an urban legend that’s been circulating around for decades about a taxi cab that doesn’t take you where you want to go, but where you need to go. One night, you step into that cab. | “Where to boss?”
“515 Lennox....and I’m not your boss.”
“Fucking immigrants” I thought to myself. Ever since my sight started failing me I am forced to abide these foreign idiots more and more. These disgusting cabs reeking of body odor and curry are a nightmare. I miss my Cadillac. I miss my freedom.
“Heading hom... | I had spent some of the best years in my life in the cozy town of Seadance. It was an odd name for a town with such gristly occupants, but the ocean lapped against the coastline in an entrancing way. Moving there from Alaska was a feat, yet a journey that took me to a full life of comfort. It was in Seadance I made my ... | |
[WP] There’s an urban legend that’s been circulating around for decades about a taxi cab that doesn’t take you where you want to go, but where you need to go. One night, you step into that cab. | ”Home”, Jonathan said, stumbling into the car. He immediately barked a drunken chuckle. ”I mean, fuck, an address...”
”Alright sweetie”, the driver said, adjusring the gear shift and flicking on the blinker to turn to the street. ”Hold on, and tell me if we gotta stop. Don’t want you throwing up in my car.” She was ... | “Taxi!” I yell as I stand on the side of the street. I normally would’ve yielded an uber, but I saw the taxi rounding the corner. The car stops right in front of me. I get inside and set my bag down next to me.
“Madison and State.” I instruct.
“Alright, you seeing a show?” The Driver asks.
“Yes, I got tickets to Ha... | |
[WP] There’s an urban legend that’s been circulating around for decades about a taxi cab that doesn’t take you where you want to go, but where you need to go. One night, you step into that cab. | The rain never stops. I can't remember the last time I saw the sun; felt the warmth on my skin, bathing in that heavenly light. It's gone now. I don't know when it will come back, if that is even a possibility.
I stood there, on the side of that road, waiting for something. Anything. I guess I really didn't know what ... | “Taxi!” I yell as I stand on the side of the street. I normally would’ve yielded an uber, but I saw the taxi rounding the corner. The car stops right in front of me. I get inside and set my bag down next to me.
“Madison and State.” I instruct.
“Alright, you seeing a show?” The Driver asks.
“Yes, I got tickets to Ha... | |
[WP] After being killed in a Black Friday stampede, you’re sent to hell. The devil offers to let you be in charge of torturing your fellow mankind, expecting you to refuse like all the others. Except the devil doesn’t realize you’ve worked retail for 15yrs. | The Devil blinked, surprised. Which was no easy feat, all things considered. After all, he *was* Satan, Prince of Darkness, Ruler of Demons, Evil One. He'd seen it all. Literally. He could still recall the clusterfuck of 1945, when Adolf had finally hopped off the mortal coil and passed through to the Underworld. An a... | "Alright, first we have a department store. We fill it with the bare minimum employees, but whenever someone asks for help we are always just beyond their reach.
We'll be shadows at the corner of their eyes whenever they come in looking after for some batteries or a return they have from another store. Once inside we ... | |
[WP] After being killed in a Black Friday stampede, you’re sent to hell. The devil offers to let you be in charge of torturing your fellow mankind, expecting you to refuse like all the others. Except the devil doesn’t realize you’ve worked retail for 15yrs. | "Wait, you want to do this," he asks softly, raising a brow at the young woman. The man was young, around his mid twenties at least. His hair was a beautiful gold, and his eyes were a deep blue that would be easy to get lost in, if the young woman wasn't so excited.
"Definitely. I know exactly how to do it too. Please... | So here I am face down on the floor of some Department store my sister dragged me to. It smells like feet and I’m sincerely curious why my nose is flat and I can’t feel my fucking legs.
I somehow manage to literally peel my face off the floor when I suddenly feel hot. Like sweating because you’re pretty sure your mom ... | |
[WP] After being killed in a Black Friday stampede, you’re sent to hell. The devil offers to let you be in charge of torturing your fellow mankind, expecting you to refuse like all the others. Except the devil doesn’t realize you’ve worked retail for 15yrs. | A smile, a snicker, and a twitch of the eye. The devil himself sees the perverse joy in her eyes, and for the first time since Michael threw him from Paradise, Lucifer seems frightened.
"So I get to see their entire lives, I know it all in a single moment and I get to decide how to punish them? My choice alone? Com... | So here I am face down on the floor of some Department store my sister dragged me to. It smells like feet and I’m sincerely curious why my nose is flat and I can’t feel my fucking legs.
I somehow manage to literally peel my face off the floor when I suddenly feel hot. Like sweating because you’re pretty sure your mom ... | |
[WP] After being killed in a Black Friday stampede, you’re sent to hell. The devil offers to let you be in charge of torturing your fellow mankind, expecting you to refuse like all the others. Except the devil doesn’t realize you’ve worked retail for 15yrs. |
“Alright, who is excited for our big Black Friday deals?!” Jim called out to the crowd of customers clustered in front of his store, desperately trying to keep his voice cheerful and optimistic.
“I’ll be excited when you shut the fuck up and let us in!” retorted man about twenty spots back, huddled into his hoodi... | So here I am face down on the floor of some Department store my sister dragged me to. It smells like feet and I’m sincerely curious why my nose is flat and I can’t feel my fucking legs.
I somehow manage to literally peel my face off the floor when I suddenly feel hot. Like sweating because you’re pretty sure your mom ... | |
[WP] After being killed in a Black Friday stampede, you’re sent to hell. The devil offers to let you be in charge of torturing your fellow mankind, expecting you to refuse like all the others. Except the devil doesn’t realize you’ve worked retail for 15yrs. | A smile, a snicker, and a twitch of the eye. The devil himself sees the perverse joy in her eyes, and for the first time since Michael threw him from Paradise, Lucifer seems frightened.
"So I get to see their entire lives, I know it all in a single moment and I get to decide how to punish them? My choice alone? Com... | "Wait, you want to do this," he asks softly, raising a brow at the young woman. The man was young, around his mid twenties at least. His hair was a beautiful gold, and his eyes were a deep blue that would be easy to get lost in, if the young woman wasn't so excited.
"Definitely. I know exactly how to do it too. Please... | |
[WP] After being killed in a Black Friday stampede, you’re sent to hell. The devil offers to let you be in charge of torturing your fellow mankind, expecting you to refuse like all the others. Except the devil doesn’t realize you’ve worked retail for 15yrs. | "..And so, if you refuse to torture your fellow man, you will be doomed to suffer for all eternity!" the red-skinned Devil whirled his trident and cackled madly.
"Okay, yeah, no problem. Do I get a pitchfork or what?"
The Devil stopped whirling his trident, his mad laughter dropping to more of a slightly crazed gig... | "So what you're saying is...I'm in hell?" She glanced around the plain white room she was standing in, then back to the used-car-salesman looking guy in front of her. He looked to be in mid-thirties and reminded her of a Kennedy, except for his yellow eyes and ugly tan suit.
"Where's the fire?"
"People always ask abo... | |
[WP]Thousands of years or more ago, ancient beasts roamed the earth. Two such beasts were named 'Behemoth', and 'Leviathon'. They died in their final battle. Now in current times we discover the remnants of these 2 great beast, laying prone in Morocco and surrounding area. | "I don't like it."
Dr. Afzal stared at the the barriers being erected around one of the most important paleontological sites in human history. Afzal had spent his childhood roaming the deserts of his homeland looking for finds just like this. That had been a simpler time, before he was Dr. Afzal, Ph.D, before he had i... | Dr. Jack Jackson cut a swarthy figure in the desert.
His white cloak billowed behind him majestically as he directed his aids where to clean and where to dig. His supermodel wife sat behind him bikini clad, tanning in the sun. But Mrs. Laura Laurason-Jackson was not just a pretty face, she was also a elite martial-art... | |
[WP] After an interstellar war several ships from various species crash on an isolated planet and are lost. A human survey ship rediscovers the plant thousands of years later and encounters a medieval level society where all the species have forgotten they came from other worlds. | \[Ah, screw it. This went waaay overboard and late - but here you go, I hope you enjoy. Part 1 of 4\]
"Captain Nasser. Destination approaching. Leventi signal, stronger. No content change. Distress, unencrypted." Aktanh droned, our ship-bound Navislave. Her translator in its familiar, lilted staccato. "Vessel reaching... | I was walking down the corridor to the cockpit, The Readings from the scanners tight in hand, I hurried in, Showing the captain the readings. “Sir, We’ve found small traces of iron in the planet’s crust, But we’ve found many anomalies in sector 37B on the 4th marked continent. Higher amounts of iron on the surface with... | |
[WP] Humans are raised from childhood with an AI who was created at birth. The result is a pair of bonded entities, always together, learning as they other learns. | She walked into the room, smiling.
The Twincore Project. It had been two decades since Artificial Intelligence was first perfected, and implanted into the very first human. The progenitor, apparently, was the father of a brain-dead girl, someone who wanted to bring his daughter back to life. He’d assumed that by creat... | The Human experiment had failed miserably. The pleiadians, upon first encountering the earth ape, had tried to teach it skills such as: how to use fire, make tools and develop a shelter that was more technical than a nest. However upon every attempt and over millions of years the apes simply used their tools to destroy... | |
[WP] Humans are raised from childhood with an AI who was created at birth. The result is a pair of bonded entities, always together, learning as they other learns. | She walked into the room, smiling.
The Twincore Project. It had been two decades since Artificial Intelligence was first perfected, and implanted into the very first human. The progenitor, apparently, was the father of a brain-dead girl, someone who wanted to bring his daughter back to life. He’d assumed that by creat... | “This is not ethical, she’s just a baby.” A woman in a white coat was gazing intently at her colleague, who was bent over attending to a newborn laying on a bad in the center of the room. He paused briefly and then continued his work.
“Do you enjoy playing god?” she asked, probing for anything that may get a reaction ... | |
[WP] Humans are raised from childhood with an AI who was created at birth. The result is a pair of bonded entities, always together, learning as they other learns. |
"No.” The single word sentence, persistent, annoying, and always ready to interject into any interaction. Up until her late teens, Sarah's inner voice had held a strong hold on her, controlling almost all her actions while she lay paralyzed in the distance to watch a life wasted on education and learning about th... | It was a simple course, Derrick Trayman had to admit, just a few hurdles to jump over, some ropes to swing from, and a final leap to the end designed to test the children's trust in their AI, but today was not the day to examine the kids' physical abilities. No, today was about the guns. If history had taught Derrick a... | |
[WP] You're an amateur writer working on what you confidently believe to be your Magnum Opus. Your proofreading software on the other hand has set out to give you a reality check. | Once I was four chapters in I knew I had finally struck gold. The tiny red squiggles beneath my typos were no distraction as I could feel my characters expanding within me. My direction was keen and my voice was strong. This story would be the greatest I had ever written and quite possibly the most impactful piece o... | "Yes…yes…marvelous" As your typing becomes faster and faster, your muttering is growing more incessant.
The words arc across the screen — you barely stop to read what you've written before moving onto the next sentence. Sentences morph into paragraphs, then into pages.
"Fantastic" You pause for a moment, finding a... | |
[WP] You are a retired witch hunter, and you were the best, until a witch partially crippled you. Now you have a simple life, a spouse, a kid, and a bar. One day your spouse hires a nanny to help out. This nanny has a familiar face: the witch that injured you. | My wife came home a little earlier than usual so I asked Jimmy, my bartender to bring the shop for a little. As I go through the backdoor and into my house, I get goosebumps, which is strange considering I haven't gotten them for a while. As I enter the room I see my wife in the kitchen preparing dinner. I kiss her che... | He looked at his wife's smiling face and tried to feel happy. They had made it, or so she said. The bar was busy and the customers loyal. They had a healthy young boy, becoming more man every day. Then, best of all, they had finally saved enough money to get a nanny.
It was his wife's ultimate dream. Servants were th... | |
[WP] You wake up in an unfamiliar bar. It's empty spare for the bartender. He makes you a drink and hands it over, but when you get your wallet out, he holds up his hand to stop you. "You paid the ultimate price to get here. Seems a little unfair to make you pay for anything else, right?" | "I beg your pardon?" I asked, not quite understanding what he meant.
"What's the last thing you remember, friend?" he asked in return, sliding over a glass of scotch on the rocks.
That was the question that shook me. I was in the city, with my wife. We were walking along when--
"There you go," the barkeep chuckled. ... | I woke up, face down on a bar, in a puddle of my own drool.
"Oh, not again," I muttered.
The bartender, seeing me return to consciousness, shook up a drink, slid it towards me and went back to wiping down glassware. I reached for my wallet. I felt like someone had left ice picks behind my eyeballs.
The bartender ... | |
[WP] You wake up in an unfamiliar bar. It's empty spare for the bartender. He makes you a drink and hands it over, but when you get your wallet out, he holds up his hand to stop you. "You paid the ultimate price to get here. Seems a little unfair to make you pay for anything else, right?" | "I'm sorry, I don't understand. Ultimate price?", I ask the bartender.
He looks at me sadly and gestures around us, "Where you think you are at the moment sir?"
I take a moment to look around the bar, which up until that moment I hadn't really taken time to look at.
It was odd for a bar. Very odd. I'd expect as many ... | I woke up, face down on a bar, in a puddle of my own drool.
"Oh, not again," I muttered.
The bartender, seeing me return to consciousness, shook up a drink, slid it towards me and went back to wiping down glassware. I reached for my wallet. I felt like someone had left ice picks behind my eyeballs.
The bartender ... | |
[WP] You wake up in an unfamiliar bar. It's empty spare for the bartender. He makes you a drink and hands it over, but when you get your wallet out, he holds up his hand to stop you. "You paid the ultimate price to get here. Seems a little unfair to make you pay for anything else, right?" | “Maybe.” The old man respond. He takes another shot of scotch, which burns down his throat. “If I had died in an accident, maybe I would have paid enough. But I had a decent life, and these old bones need a rest, you know?” The bartender looks at him, calmly reading his face. “Natural or unnatural, death is still a ste... | I woke up, face down on a bar, in a puddle of my own drool.
"Oh, not again," I muttered.
The bartender, seeing me return to consciousness, shook up a drink, slid it towards me and went back to wiping down glassware. I reached for my wallet. I felt like someone had left ice picks behind my eyeballs.
The bartender ... | |
[WP] You wake up in an unfamiliar bar. It's empty spare for the bartender. He makes you a drink and hands it over, but when you get your wallet out, he holds up his hand to stop you. "You paid the ultimate price to get here. Seems a little unfair to make you pay for anything else, right?" | Trevor awoke with a start, falling backwards off of the stool he was sitting on. He fearfully pushed himself backwards, pushing tall chairs and smaller, tall, round tables out of the way as he went, throwing glances around the entirety of his surroundings taking in as much information as possible as quickly as he could... | I woke up, face down on a bar, in a puddle of my own drool.
"Oh, not again," I muttered.
The bartender, seeing me return to consciousness, shook up a drink, slid it towards me and went back to wiping down glassware. I reached for my wallet. I felt like someone had left ice picks behind my eyeballs.
The bartender ... | |
[WP] You wake up in an unfamiliar bar. It's empty spare for the bartender. He makes you a drink and hands it over, but when you get your wallet out, he holds up his hand to stop you. "You paid the ultimate price to get here. Seems a little unfair to make you pay for anything else, right?" | "I'm sorry, I don't understand. Ultimate price?", I ask the bartender.
He looks at me sadly and gestures around us, "Where you think you are at the moment sir?"
I take a moment to look around the bar, which up until that moment I hadn't really taken time to look at.
It was odd for a bar. Very odd. I'd expect as many ... | It was the soft sound of music that finally shook him out of deep dark sleep. As he blinked his eyes open, the first sensation after the music that came was the smell of wood mixed with alcohol and a familiar squeaking of glass being rubbed with cloth. It took several more blinks and a considerable shaking of head to g... | |
[WP] You wake up in an unfamiliar bar. It's empty spare for the bartender. He makes you a drink and hands it over, but when you get your wallet out, he holds up his hand to stop you. "You paid the ultimate price to get here. Seems a little unfair to make you pay for anything else, right?" | “Maybe.” The old man respond. He takes another shot of scotch, which burns down his throat. “If I had died in an accident, maybe I would have paid enough. But I had a decent life, and these old bones need a rest, you know?” The bartender looks at him, calmly reading his face. “Natural or unnatural, death is still a ste... | "I beg your pardon?" I asked, not quite understanding what he meant.
"What's the last thing you remember, friend?" he asked in return, sliding over a glass of scotch on the rocks.
That was the question that shook me. I was in the city, with my wife. We were walking along when--
"There you go," the barkeep chuckled. ... | |
[WP] You wake up in an unfamiliar bar. It's empty spare for the bartender. He makes you a drink and hands it over, but when you get your wallet out, he holds up his hand to stop you. "You paid the ultimate price to get here. Seems a little unfair to make you pay for anything else, right?" | Trevor awoke with a start, falling backwards off of the stool he was sitting on. He fearfully pushed himself backwards, pushing tall chairs and smaller, tall, round tables out of the way as he went, throwing glances around the entirety of his surroundings taking in as much information as possible as quickly as he could... | "I beg your pardon?" I asked, not quite understanding what he meant.
"What's the last thing you remember, friend?" he asked in return, sliding over a glass of scotch on the rocks.
That was the question that shook me. I was in the city, with my wife. We were walking along when--
"There you go," the barkeep chuckled. ... | |
[WP] You wake up in an unfamiliar bar. It's empty spare for the bartender. He makes you a drink and hands it over, but when you get your wallet out, he holds up his hand to stop you. "You paid the ultimate price to get here. Seems a little unfair to make you pay for anything else, right?" | The bartender is Ted Danson. Or at least, he looks a hell of a lot like him.
*What can I get you? It’s happy hour by the way*
“Why am I in here? Isn’t it really early?”
*Well yes and no. Here*, Ted gestures around the empty bar, *is timeless. It’s just here to help you transition to what comes next. And that’s my jo... | I sat down at the bar and looked at the bartender quizzically.
"The entree fee was steep, but not *that* steep" I said while reaching for my drink.
The bartender raised an eyebrow as I downed the mysterious beverage.
"How much was that 'fee' exactly?"
I started to reply when my words were halted. I kne... | |
[WP] Choose a real life historical figure and write about his or her life as you would write a fairy tale or a greek tragedy. But leave out the names so that the readers may guess who the story is about on their own. | And so it was that the man who built an empire was taken into hospital, and the world was forever changed.
Before him, the world was drab and dull. Very few exceptional people existed, yet people yearned for them. Children wanted to hear about extraordinary people, people to look up to, people to keep them safe. Then,... | Some would not recognize this man’s work as “art”, but he was an artist. From his small island kingdom he told stories. But they were a special kind. These stories allowed people who experienced it to be its main characters. To live in these adventures, to hear the words and songs, fight many a snake and iron giants, a... | |
[WP] Choose a real life historical figure and write about his or her life as you would write a fairy tale or a greek tragedy. But leave out the names so that the readers may guess who the story is about on their own. | A long time ago in a place far away, there was a terrible and evil king that threatened to take over the entire world. All of the good kings and queens joined together to stop the evil king, but even with all of their might combined his armies marched on and the people suffered and died. His armies seemed invincible ... | Some would not recognize this man’s work as “art”, but he was an artist. From his small island kingdom he told stories. But they were a special kind. These stories allowed people who experienced it to be its main characters. To live in these adventures, to hear the words and songs, fight many a snake and iron giants, a... | |
[WP] Choose a real life historical figure and write about his or her life as you would write a fairy tale or a greek tragedy. But leave out the names so that the readers may guess who the story is about on their own. | Language is a fleeting luxury, existing in the mouths of men for as long as those men have sons whose sons will also have sons. The ancient tongue was no exception.
It was long rumored that in the very smallest part of every living thing, there existed a set of instructions. Succinct but at times redundant, this langu... | Some would not recognize this man’s work as “art”, but he was an artist. From his small island kingdom he told stories. But they were a special kind. These stories allowed people who experienced it to be its main characters. To live in these adventures, to hear the words and songs, fight many a snake and iron giants, a... | |
[WP] Choose a real life historical figure and write about his or her life as you would write a fairy tale or a greek tragedy. But leave out the names so that the readers may guess who the story is about on their own. | And so it was that the man who built an empire was taken into hospital, and the world was forever changed.
Before him, the world was drab and dull. Very few exceptional people existed, yet people yearned for them. Children wanted to hear about extraordinary people, people to look up to, people to keep them safe. Then,... | As a boy he was faced with imprisonment and torture, torn from his once luxurious life. On the end of a losing battle, between two religions.
He escaped and took on the place as the rightful leader of a nation. Many say he was cruel, others say a saint. The church claimed he was the anti Christ, sent to relies his av... | |
[WP] Choose a real life historical figure and write about his or her life as you would write a fairy tale or a greek tragedy. But leave out the names so that the readers may guess who the story is about on their own. | A long time ago in a place far away, there was a terrible and evil king that threatened to take over the entire world. All of the good kings and queens joined together to stop the evil king, but even with all of their might combined his armies marched on and the people suffered and died. His armies seemed invincible ... | As a boy he was faced with imprisonment and torture, torn from his once luxurious life. On the end of a losing battle, between two religions.
He escaped and took on the place as the rightful leader of a nation. Many say he was cruel, others say a saint. The church claimed he was the anti Christ, sent to relies his av... | |
[WP] Choose a real life historical figure and write about his or her life as you would write a fairy tale or a greek tragedy. But leave out the names so that the readers may guess who the story is about on their own. | A long time ago in a place far away, there was a terrible and evil king that threatened to take over the entire world. All of the good kings and queens joined together to stop the evil king, but even with all of their might combined his armies marched on and the people suffered and died. His armies seemed invincible ... | The blond haired wizard had finally ran out of luck. In the land of sheep on the great western continent, he stood alone among his fallen brethren. Before him stood the army of his hated enemy. Time and time again, he took gambles in his quest to subdue the primitive shaman, counting on his great wizarding skill to se... | |
[WP] Choose a real life historical figure and write about his or her life as you would write a fairy tale or a greek tragedy. But leave out the names so that the readers may guess who the story is about on their own. | A long time ago in a place far away, there was a terrible and evil king that threatened to take over the entire world. All of the good kings and queens joined together to stop the evil king, but even with all of their might combined his armies marched on and the people suffered and died. His armies seemed invincible ... | And so it was that the man who built an empire was taken into hospital, and the world was forever changed.
Before him, the world was drab and dull. Very few exceptional people existed, yet people yearned for them. Children wanted to hear about extraordinary people, people to look up to, people to keep them safe. Then,... | |
[WP] Choose a real life historical figure and write about his or her life as you would write a fairy tale or a greek tragedy. But leave out the names so that the readers may guess who the story is about on their own. | How can we judge how successful a hero is? By his power? By his ideals? By how well known he is?
If we were to judge heroes this way then one could say this hero was the greatest hero of them all.
Like all heroes our's begins with a tragic and a harsh childhood. His father was a civil servant who wanted our hero to ... | There once was a king, in a far-away land.
Now, this king was a good king, unlike those in many of these tales. He wanted what was best for his kingdom and fought his hardest for that, while the rest of his court was all out for themselves.
This king had great plans for his kingdom. When he took power, the kingdom wa... | |
[WP] you are a normal guy. No magic, no superpowers, you’re just a psychologist that works in a therapy office. However cosmic beings, wizards, military generals, aliens, etc.. all schedule appointments with you. Not because you’re the hero. It’s because you give genuinely good advice. | I’m not a hero. I’m not even really a good guy. For better or worse, I guess I’m just a guy that Gods and Superheroes like to blab to.
10 years ago I was a Health Psychologist working for a shady tobacco company. They kept me on the payroll pretty much for the sole reason that, when pressed about our obnoxiously cute ... | "So run me through that last part again."
The creature in the chair sighed. He looked vaguely humanoid, although with the green skin and giant horns, no one would be mistaking him for one anytime soon.
"I'm telling you, it was an accident. I didn't even KNOW the hole went down to eternal damnation. The last time I wa... | |
[WP] you are a normal guy. No magic, no superpowers, you’re just a psychologist that works in a therapy office. However cosmic beings, wizards, military generals, aliens, etc.. all schedule appointments with you. Not because you’re the hero. It’s because you give genuinely good advice. | “I don’t know how I can keep going, Lawrence. No matter how many people I help, no matter how much I do, it will never be enough. I saved over ten thousand people last week when the ferries collided, and now I’m being told that I should have done more, seen the accident happening in advance and saved everyone.”
“Every... | "So run me through that last part again."
The creature in the chair sighed. He looked vaguely humanoid, although with the green skin and giant horns, no one would be mistaking him for one anytime soon.
"I'm telling you, it was an accident. I didn't even KNOW the hole went down to eternal damnation. The last time I wa... | |
[WP] you are a normal guy. No magic, no superpowers, you’re just a psychologist that works in a therapy office. However cosmic beings, wizards, military generals, aliens, etc.. all schedule appointments with you. Not because you’re the hero. It’s because you give genuinely good advice. | "So, umm, if I understood correctly Mr Gergaloth, you have already brainstormed a bit how to answer to the deteriorated relationship with your brother?"
Tim had started to get rather comfortable with Gergaloth, despite the fact that the huge meat-pile of man just reeked of violence. The warlord, destroyer of realms, d... | "So run me through that last part again."
The creature in the chair sighed. He looked vaguely humanoid, although with the green skin and giant horns, no one would be mistaking him for one anytime soon.
"I'm telling you, it was an accident. I didn't even KNOW the hole went down to eternal damnation. The last time I wa... | |
[WP] you are a normal guy. No magic, no superpowers, you’re just a psychologist that works in a therapy office. However cosmic beings, wizards, military generals, aliens, etc.. all schedule appointments with you. Not because you’re the hero. It’s because you give genuinely good advice. | I’m not a hero. I’m not even really a good guy. For better or worse, I guess I’m just a guy that Gods and Superheroes like to blab to.
10 years ago I was a Health Psychologist working for a shady tobacco company. They kept me on the payroll pretty much for the sole reason that, when pressed about our obnoxiously cute ... | "Look, Zilliar, this is getting us nowhere." I sighed and put my head in my hands. "Alright, why don't we start again from the beginning. What exactly is it that you want to do with your life?"
"I want to steal the manatite from Omicron X!"
"Well, yes, that's good, that's a short term goal. But *why* do you want to s... | |
[WP] you are a normal guy. No magic, no superpowers, you’re just a psychologist that works in a therapy office. However cosmic beings, wizards, military generals, aliens, etc.. all schedule appointments with you. Not because you’re the hero. It’s because you give genuinely good advice. | “I don’t know how I can keep going, Lawrence. No matter how many people I help, no matter how much I do, it will never be enough. I saved over ten thousand people last week when the ferries collided, and now I’m being told that I should have done more, seen the accident happening in advance and saved everyone.”
“Every... | "Look, Zilliar, this is getting us nowhere." I sighed and put my head in my hands. "Alright, why don't we start again from the beginning. What exactly is it that you want to do with your life?"
"I want to steal the manatite from Omicron X!"
"Well, yes, that's good, that's a short term goal. But *why* do you want to s... | |
Belated idea from the recent Theme Thursday. | [WP] A portal from alternative Earth, where magic exists, open to ours with one purpose - invasion. However, the power-hungry warlords and mages have greatly relied on magic and face unexpected resistance when modern Earth responds with its full arsenal, ranging from conventional to CBRN-weaponry | Magic is a force of the universe, spanning in variety as the colors of a rainbow.
It's purpose is unlimited, only capped by the strength and knowledge of those trying to use it. Some could use it to build a kingdom at the whim of their will and fingers, uttering their magic words. Others could simply raise a plant, o... | "So what was it like?" Chester heard his son's question, but couldn't answer immediately. Instead he absently watched his son pet Oli, the young griffon they had adopted from the shelter as it rolled on its back and purred.
"Dad?"
"Ah, sorry Danny, was trying to figure out how to answer. It's hard to explain how chao... |
Belated idea from the recent Theme Thursday. | [WP] A portal from alternative Earth, where magic exists, open to ours with one purpose - invasion. However, the power-hungry warlords and mages have greatly relied on magic and face unexpected resistance when modern Earth responds with its full arsenal, ranging from conventional to CBRN-weaponry | Magic is a force of the universe, spanning in variety as the colors of a rainbow.
It's purpose is unlimited, only capped by the strength and knowledge of those trying to use it. Some could use it to build a kingdom at the whim of their will and fingers, uttering their magic words. Others could simply raise a plant, o... | [poem]
So once we had wizards invade
They came and they tried to raise Cain,
But though they had magic
It's really quite tragic
Cause we had the fancy grenades.
This one girl had magical sounds,
And she made a hill sink in the ground.
She must have felt thicc
Till she she ate a full clip
Of those full metal... |
[WP] Time travel exists. You have met your future daughter, and know who you are going to marry. Your life is pretty much planned out. Thing is, you just met someone new, and you're very sure they are your soulmate. And they aren't your future spouse. | I glanced from the paper in my hand to the person sitting two tables ahead of me. Paper. Person. Paper. Person. No way.
What I was holding was a Future Schedule, printed out two years back when I visited the region’s Time Machine Shop. Time travel was real, of course. Rates went cheaper as time machines first went fr... | I have no doubt that what the girl told me is true. The timing makes perfect sense.
*But her name? How can that be?*
Most would have dismissed the 18-year old as just another *Lost One.* But not me, especially considering the Board nominated me JUST LAST NIGHT to be Contact Zero.
Granted, the ceremony was more... | |
[WP] Time travel exists. You have met your future daughter, and know who you are going to marry. Your life is pretty much planned out. Thing is, you just met someone new, and you're very sure they are your soulmate. And they aren't your future spouse. | When I was seventeen, I decided to take a trip into the future and find out if I would have any children. I would: one girl, Lydia. She told me that my future husband and I adopted her.
*Oh, that’s why she doesn’t look a bit like me*, I thought. *Well, cool. I don’t have to push her out of my body to get her.*
Lydia ... | I have no doubt that what the girl told me is true. The timing makes perfect sense.
*But her name? How can that be?*
Most would have dismissed the 18-year old as just another *Lost One.* But not me, especially considering the Board nominated me JUST LAST NIGHT to be Contact Zero.
Granted, the ceremony was more... |
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