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Viewpoint character being insane optional.
Alternative prompt: write from the point of view of an "orderly". | [WP] Some insane asylums are actually prisons for wizards. You are a normal person that got sent to the wrong one by accident. | "Just scratch the wall," Ethelred muttered, "Just a stray line. Or maybe a drop of blood or two."
I ignored him and stared at the chessboard in front of me. I suspected Ethelred was cheating. The knight whinnied once.
"Do it or I turn you into an armadillo!" he warned. Instead of answering directly I held up my left... | To most people, he was Supervisor Dale Taylor. That’s what it said on his name badge, just above the left breast pocket. To the patients – or inmates, as they called themselves - he was High Inquisitor.
It felt good to be High Inquisitor, or Supervisor, or whatever you wanted to call him. In the end they equaled the ... |
Viewpoint character being insane optional.
Alternative prompt: write from the point of view of an "orderly". | [WP] Some insane asylums are actually prisons for wizards. You are a normal person that got sent to the wrong one by accident. | NSFW language
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Day 1: They told me I was “mentally unbalanced” which is what my friend was called in high school, when he decked that bully and they needed a reason to punish him.... | To most people, he was Supervisor Dale Taylor. That’s what it said on his name badge, just above the left breast pocket. To the patients – or inmates, as they called themselves - he was High Inquisitor.
It felt good to be High Inquisitor, or Supervisor, or whatever you wanted to call him. In the end they equaled the ... |
Viewpoint character being insane optional.
Alternative prompt: write from the point of view of an "orderly". | [WP] Some insane asylums are actually prisons for wizards. You are a normal person that got sent to the wrong one by accident. | "What's with the mittens, though?" I asked Cornellius, holding up the lime-green pads that were supernaturally bound over my hands.
He looked at me over the rim of his reading glasses and lowered his copy of 'Mysterious Magical Madames Monthly.' It was pretty clear from his expression that he was getting really tired... | Ca |
[WP] A 911 call so disturbing that the operator does not remain calm. | “I’m holding your father’s hand,” he said. His tongue curled around the s like a hissing snake.
“Who is this?” I asked. I knew it must be a crank, you can’t choose who you speak to when you dial 9-1-1. “It is a crime to block-up this line.” Still my heart had started beating a little faster. There was something disqui... | Most 911 calls aren't emergencies. You might think of the 911 as something sacred, something only to call during- you know- an emergency. But most calls are minor complaints of perceived illegal offenses. And, just in case you didn't know, most Americans don't actually have a solid grasp of the law.
Wesley Greene move... | |
[WP] A 911 call so disturbing that the operator does not remain calm. | It's funny how a phone-call can drive you to the end of your rope. An impersonal break-up, an angry superior at work, perhaps a loved one of yours has died. No matter the cause, you might find yourself angry, enraged with the hand you have been dealt.
Justin looked up at the wall clock, an old, black behemoth that wou... | Most 911 calls aren't emergencies. You might think of the 911 as something sacred, something only to call during- you know- an emergency. But most calls are minor complaints of perceived illegal offenses. And, just in case you didn't know, most Americans don't actually have a solid grasp of the law.
Wesley Greene move... | |
[WP] A 911 call so disturbing that the operator does not remain calm. | It's funny how a phone-call can drive you to the end of your rope. An impersonal break-up, an angry superior at work, perhaps a loved one of yours has died. No matter the cause, you might find yourself angry, enraged with the hand you have been dealt.
Justin looked up at the wall clock, an old, black behemoth that wou... | 911: 911, What is your emergency?
Caller: Little Timmy says hi.
911: Excuse me? Sir we do not appreciate prank calls, do you have an emergency?
Caller: Oh this isn't a prank call. There is an emergency, but it isn't mine. It's yours Tabitha. I have Timmy.
911: How...how did you know my name? And what have you done... | |
[WP] A 911 call so disturbing that the operator does not remain calm. | ''Sir, you need to cut her down...no...listen to me...get a knife and cut her down...no...what are you doing?...she might still be alive...we might be able to help her...cut her down...cut her down...CUT. HER DOWN." *click*
I am actually a 999 operator, this is a fairly accurate transcript of one side of a recent call... | "911 what is your emergency?"
Please send a bomb squad quick!
"Sir what do you mean?"
I work at Lego land Florida and a new one million single block Lego order just arrived
"Sir I'm not understanding what happened."
I dropped them all over the place when we were air dropping it to the center of the park.
"Are you say... | |
[WP] A 911 call so disturbing that the operator does not remain calm. | "This is 911, what is your emergency?" Sally asked, for the fifth time that day.
"You don't have much time, listen to me," a man's raspy voice whispered. Sally jolted a little in her seat as she heard the voice... It sounded oddly... Inhuman. Not that he was an alien or anything, but there was a certain edge to his vo... | "911 what is your emergency?"
Please send a bomb squad quick!
"Sir what do you mean?"
I work at Lego land Florida and a new one million single block Lego order just arrived
"Sir I'm not understanding what happened."
I dropped them all over the place when we were air dropping it to the center of the park.
"Are you say... | |
[WP] A 911 call so disturbing that the operator does not remain calm. | The 911 operator adjusted his headset before speaking.
"911. What's your emergency?"
There was no answer.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" The operator lifted a finger and prepared to alert local officers nearby.
"You have such a pleasant voice," said the caller, his monotonous tone causing the operator's finger to halt o... | "911 what is your emergency?"
Please send a bomb squad quick!
"Sir what do you mean?"
I work at Lego land Florida and a new one million single block Lego order just arrived
"Sir I'm not understanding what happened."
I dropped them all over the place when we were air dropping it to the center of the park.
"Are you say... | |
[WP] A 911 call so disturbing that the operator does not remain calm. | ''Sir, you need to cut her down...no...listen to me...get a knife and cut her down...no...what are you doing?...she might still be alive...we might be able to help her...cut her down...cut her down...CUT. HER DOWN." *click*
I am actually a 999 operator, this is a fairly accurate transcript of one side of a recent call... | 911: Hello, what is your emergency?
Me: oh, not really MY emergency per say.
911: What? Please be more clear sir.
Me: It all started when I found a matchbook in my grandpas attic, burned it down for no reason.
911: Umm please state what's wrong.
Me: Oh sorry I got a bit off track, insanity does that to you. Anyways the... | |
[WP] A 911 call so disturbing that the operator does not remain calm. | "This is 911, what is your emergency?" Sally asked, for the fifth time that day.
"You don't have much time, listen to me," a man's raspy voice whispered. Sally jolted a little in her seat as she heard the voice... It sounded oddly... Inhuman. Not that he was an alien or anything, but there was a certain edge to his vo... | 911: Hello, what is your emergency?
Me: oh, not really MY emergency per say.
911: What? Please be more clear sir.
Me: It all started when I found a matchbook in my grandpas attic, burned it down for no reason.
911: Umm please state what's wrong.
Me: Oh sorry I got a bit off track, insanity does that to you. Anyways the... | |
[WP] A 911 call so disturbing that the operator does not remain calm. | The 911 operator adjusted his headset before speaking.
"911. What's your emergency?"
There was no answer.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" The operator lifted a finger and prepared to alert local officers nearby.
"You have such a pleasant voice," said the caller, his monotonous tone causing the operator's finger to halt o... | 911: Hello, what is your emergency?
Me: oh, not really MY emergency per say.
911: What? Please be more clear sir.
Me: It all started when I found a matchbook in my grandpas attic, burned it down for no reason.
911: Umm please state what's wrong.
Me: Oh sorry I got a bit off track, insanity does that to you. Anyways the... | |
[WP] A 911 call so disturbing that the operator does not remain calm. | The 911 operator adjusted his headset before speaking.
"911. What's your emergency?"
There was no answer.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" The operator lifted a finger and prepared to alert local officers nearby.
"You have such a pleasant voice," said the caller, his monotonous tone causing the operator's finger to halt o... | ''Sir, you need to cut her down...no...listen to me...get a knife and cut her down...no...what are you doing?...she might still be alive...we might be able to help her...cut her down...cut her down...CUT. HER DOWN." *click*
I am actually a 999 operator, this is a fairly accurate transcript of one side of a recent call... | |
[WP] A 911 call so disturbing that the operator does not remain calm. | The 911 operator adjusted his headset before speaking.
"911. What's your emergency?"
There was no answer.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" The operator lifted a finger and prepared to alert local officers nearby.
"You have such a pleasant voice," said the caller, his monotonous tone causing the operator's finger to halt o... | "This is 911, what is your emergency?" Sally asked, for the fifth time that day.
"You don't have much time, listen to me," a man's raspy voice whispered. Sally jolted a little in her seat as she heard the voice... It sounded oddly... Inhuman. Not that he was an alien or anything, but there was a certain edge to his vo... | |
Edit: Wow, that front page fame! And all thanks to /u/jagged_little_phil !
Now I don't know if this is allowed or frowned upon, but if anyone is interested in writing a precursor to u/jagged_little_phil's phenomenal story (including you sir), feel free to do so in this thread!
Thanks everyone! | [WP] The moment when all the members of the most notorious and ruthless gang in the U.S. figure out that every single one of them is an undercover cop from different counties. | Diego was taking his time about it. And that was another reason why I hated him. Such a lazy fuck, never wanted to do any actual work, like killing an informant, beating the shit out of someone to get information, or (as in this case) shooting Uri in the head.
Uri deserved it. The dumbfuck had slept with Dieter's girl... | They were ten minutes into the meeting and they'd all barely said a word. What the Hell was wrong with them all? This was the biggest meeting of them all; the one where they would figure out the allocation of assets from the deal with the Pakistani poppy farmers.
The room was pretty big; it was actually a nice setup. ... |
[WP]Write a story about a German soldier in WW2 so that you feel bad for the soldier. | As a German, I don't need a WP for that. | Every day it was the same thing - punish those who lost us the war. Preserve the A Ryan race. Kill them, torture them, work them to the bone. Every day I look down at their faces and see the emotion in their eyes. In some it's sorrow, in some it's fear, in most it's bitterness. "What am I doing here?", I think to mysel... | |
[WP]Write a story about a German soldier in WW2 so that you feel bad for the soldier. | “Here’s your uniform welcome to the home guard” The man with one eye handed me an arm band.
“Just this?”
“Just that, now move on to the next line to receive your rifle and your orders”
“Rifle? I’ve never shot a gun.”
“Never shot a gun? How old are you?”
“Sixteen”
He shook his head as he looked down at the p... | Every day it was the same thing - punish those who lost us the war. Preserve the A Ryan race. Kill them, torture them, work them to the bone. Every day I look down at their faces and see the emotion in their eyes. In some it's sorrow, in some it's fear, in most it's bitterness. "What am I doing here?", I think to mysel... | |
[WP]Write a story about a German soldier in WW2 so that you feel bad for the soldier. | American artillery blasted across snowy plains, and not too far off the drone of Russian technicals made its presence known. Obersturmführer Haydn Rosenkranz felt the golden locket at his neck and sighed. The allied forces would soon close in, and Herr Adler would ensure he got a swift boot to the rear, assuming he and... | Every day it was the same thing - punish those who lost us the war. Preserve the A Ryan race. Kill them, torture them, work them to the bone. Every day I look down at their faces and see the emotion in their eyes. In some it's sorrow, in some it's fear, in most it's bitterness. "What am I doing here?", I think to mysel... | |
[WP]Write a story about a German soldier in WW2 so that you feel bad for the soldier. | As a German, I don't need a WP for that. | The Unit found him hiding in a closet, uniform too big for his frame, no weapon in sight. One of the boys chosen to defend Berlin. He wore the city more than the uniform - black soot and grey dust from his mottled blonde hair to his boots.
The Unit shouted, pointing guns at him, sneering at him, snarling like wolves a... | |
[WP] 2014 Batman meets 1960's Joker | I had just entered Arkham the other night. The guards seemed to be even more edge than when I wandered through in full suit.
"This ones a little different, Batman." He didn't look at me when he said this. He only took a long drag from his cigarette.
"where did you find him?" I half expected the circus. He was in clo... | "WHERE IS SHE?!?!"
"Wooo HAHAHAHA"
Ka-*SMACK*
"WHERE IS SHE?!?"
"HEE HEE HEE WOOP WOOP"
Ker-*POW*! | |
[WP] 2014 Batman meets 1960's Joker | "Alfred, this man, he - he isn't like - He's not the type of criminal I'm used to."
"With all due respect, Master Wayne, that's because he's not the kind of criminal you trained yourself to fight."
"I know, I know Alfred, you already told me : He wants to watch the world burn. So, what, I burn down the forest? I can... | "WHERE IS SHE?!?!"
"Wooo HAHAHAHA"
Ka-*SMACK*
"WHERE IS SHE?!?"
"HEE HEE HEE WOOP WOOP"
Ker-*POW*! | |
[WP] You are walking alone down a old dirt road after you car has broken down. You are approached by a lone car and the driver offers you a ride back to town. During the trip the driver tells you something that changes your outlook on the world forever. What did they say to you? | "Hop on in the passenger side.
Imma tell you a story while we take a ride.
I can't take you where you're goin. I'll take you where you need to be."
He took me back to the day that I had set you free.
Something must be changed, I guess. That's why I'm here, I know.
I turn and take your hand again, and beg you not to... | ## advisory
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[WP] You are walking alone down a old dirt road after you car has broken down. You are approached by a lone car and the driver offers you a ride back to town. During the trip the driver tells you something that changes your outlook on the world forever. What did they say to you? | "I can kill you or I can kill one random person, 3 days from today, several states away from here. You don't know enough to stop this from happening, but you do have a choice in the matter.
I already picked the other possible victim. She has no idea about any of this and she won't unless you choose yourself over her... | ## advisory
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 1. No low effort / joke responses / copypasta *- This includes "this has done this before" comments. They will be removed on sight. Mercilessly.*
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[WP] You are walking alone down a old dirt road after you car has broken down. You are approached by a lone car and the driver offers you a ride back to town. During the trip the driver tells you something that changes your outlook on the world forever. What did they say to you? | "Hop on in the passenger side.
Imma tell you a story while we take a ride.
I can't take you where you're goin. I'll take you where you need to be."
He took me back to the day that I had set you free.
Something must be changed, I guess. That's why I'm here, I know.
I turn and take your hand again, and beg you not to... | "I'm you're son from the future. You told me this story growing up, so I always wanted to invent time travel. Eventually I did, and I realized this story was true. So, I came back to get you. To invent myself." | |
[WP] You are walking alone down a old dirt road after you car has broken down. You are approached by a lone car and the driver offers you a ride back to town. During the trip the driver tells you something that changes your outlook on the world forever. What did they say to you? | "Hop on in the passenger side.
Imma tell you a story while we take a ride.
I can't take you where you're goin. I'll take you where you need to be."
He took me back to the day that I had set you free.
Something must be changed, I guess. That's why I'm here, I know.
I turn and take your hand again, and beg you not to... | I got in the car figuring I didn't have much choice. I thanked the driver, and said I'd pay them back as soon as we could get to town. On the way to town, the driver said to me, "There's something I must tell you now."
I asked, "What do you mean?"
They explained, "Your car has been sabotaged. You've been selected for... | |
[WP] You are walking alone down a old dirt road after you car has broken down. You are approached by a lone car and the driver offers you a ride back to town. During the trip the driver tells you something that changes your outlook on the world forever. What did they say to you? | "I can kill you or I can kill one random person, 3 days from today, several states away from here. You don't know enough to stop this from happening, but you do have a choice in the matter.
I already picked the other possible victim. She has no idea about any of this and she won't unless you choose yourself over her... | I got in the car figuring I didn't have much choice. I thanked the driver, and said I'd pay them back as soon as we could get to town. On the way to town, the driver said to me, "There's something I must tell you now."
I asked, "What do you mean?"
They explained, "Your car has been sabotaged. You've been selected for... | |
[WP] As a joke, you start a cult online, creating a blog of your "visions" from God/your made up gods/whatever. However, things start to get out of hand as your following grows larger and larger. | I chuckle to myself as I post the first entry into the Edopsian Visions blog. According to the blog description, the Edopsian religion is a polytheistic religion that worships 2 separate sets of Gods. Some people worship Edops and his kingdom, and some worship Kell and her realm. A few people worship both.
I've posted... | I sat in a dim lit interrogation room as a burly man in a white button down shirt with a police badge and gun holster stared at me.
“Look,” I began to frantically explain. “It started as joke. I didn’t think people would take it seriously.”
“You think this funny?” the man asked. “Because I’m not laughing. You have bl... | |
[WP] Mars has a vibrant intelligent alien society living underground. They are terrified of the 'alien species' on the planets crust(Mars Rover Curiosity and Opportunity etc) Whilst the locals speak of folklore of the creatures, the league of chosen ones plan an attack. | The tiny folk sat in small chairs in miniscule chambers connected by minute tunnles, made with miniature pickaxes, that allowed infinitismely small wires to link microscopic speakers under the gigantic face of Mars. A burst of static erupted from the speakers, and this was collected by the industrious folk of Mars to b... | "Bisam!" The young Hoxnoic screamed, their body slivering around the dimly lit metallic tunnel as they caught up to their friend.
To any human, the genderless Hoxnoic would appear as some eyeless chimera between a mole rat and a snake, with several more tongues, three rows of fangs, tucked in arms that resembled thos... | |
A generic enemy npc discovers he's in a video game and will probably get murdered by the protagonist. What will his reaction be? How will he convince his fellow npcs that their enemy is destined to win? Does he have any plans to increase his odds of surviving? Feel free to take liberties with this or write it from the ... | [WP] You are an enemy NPC who discovers he is in a video game. How does this effect his outlook on life? | I was Bandit Marauder. I had been for my entire life, which wasn't a long one. I had spontaneously entered existence just a few minutes ago. The rest of my randomly assigned crew were also bandits, all of whom seemed to have normal memories: the kind a normal person would have. I was not a normal person. I was Bandit M... | He felt a jolt surging through his body. A sudden awareness of himself and others took over this frail, draugr's body. Emotions coursed through his animated brain for the first time. He felt curiosity at first, but that slowly transcended into loneliness. He was nothing more than a low level enemy NPC in Skyrim.
In th... |
A generic enemy npc discovers he's in a video game and will probably get murdered by the protagonist. What will his reaction be? How will he convince his fellow npcs that their enemy is destined to win? Does he have any plans to increase his odds of surviving? Feel free to take liberties with this or write it from the ... | [WP] You are an enemy NPC who discovers he is in a video game. How does this effect his outlook on life? | I saw Bob and Bill die with my own two eyes. A stranger walked by and stabbed them, took the cheese and thread from their pockets, and then went back about his way. Now Bob and Bill are back.
They're standing next to me. They haven't said anything. Not a word. It occurs to me that they've never actually said anything.... | As he approached the front door of the bank, Frank slowed, and stopped.
He'd done this before.
He'd get out of the SWAT van, enter the bank, tear up the stairs, fire a few shots at the raiders, and...die.
That was it.
Done.
None of the other SWAT Officers cared, though; Just looking through the crack in the doorwa... |
As in, a fire superhero who is terribly afraid of fire, or something along those lines. | [WP] A superhero who is afraid of his own powers. | I wear a symbol of a scale to remind me. With all this incredible power comes a price. I'm so powerful I make superman look like a Ken Doll. But I had a catch to my powers. I struck a deal with an angel to get the power to save people. But what it didn't tell me was there was a price. One so great I question ever using... | I still remember the day I found out my powers. Death magic. All I've ever wanted to be was a nature mage, but NOOOOOOO. Instead I was placed in the exact opposite of nature magic. I still remember the day I got tested. It was a year ago and I'd just turned 13. The test was pretty simple select one item out of the 6 it... |
As in, a fire superhero who is terribly afraid of fire, or something along those lines. | [WP] A superhero who is afraid of his own powers. | I woke up in a cold sweat today.
Of course, that's not anything out of ordinary. I can't remember the last time I got a good night's rest--who am I kidding? I remember everything about that day, because I've been scared countless times, nervous countless times, I'm on edge practically 24 hours a day...but I've only e... | I still remember the day I found out my powers. Death magic. All I've ever wanted to be was a nature mage, but NOOOOOOO. Instead I was placed in the exact opposite of nature magic. I still remember the day I got tested. It was a year ago and I'd just turned 13. The test was pretty simple select one item out of the 6 it... |
As in, a fire superhero who is terribly afraid of fire, or something along those lines. | [WP] A superhero who is afraid of his own powers. | Brian, I need you to sit down, I still have 4 minutes of the class left and I intend to use all of that time to prepare you guys for the final tomorrow.
So, once again, evolution is blind. The trait that saves you in one environment or situation may be the same trait that makes you less fit than others in your populat... | I still remember the day I found out my powers. Death magic. All I've ever wanted to be was a nature mage, but NOOOOOOO. Instead I was placed in the exact opposite of nature magic. I still remember the day I got tested. It was a year ago and I'd just turned 13. The test was pretty simple select one item out of the 6 it... |
As in, a fire superhero who is terribly afraid of fire, or something along those lines. | [WP] A superhero who is afraid of his own powers. | Brian, I need you to sit down, I still have 4 minutes of the class left and I intend to use all of that time to prepare you guys for the final tomorrow.
So, once again, evolution is blind. The trait that saves you in one environment or situation may be the same trait that makes you less fit than others in your populat... | It’s Tuesday, third period math, and I am concentrating very intently on not setting my test on fire.
Against all odds, I am enjoying 9th grade geometry. I like writing proofs. My work has been double, no, triple checked, my answers are written in a clean, crisp hand. All that remains is handing in my pages. Mr. Grant... |
As in, a fire superhero who is terribly afraid of fire, or something along those lines. | [WP] A superhero who is afraid of his own powers. | Brian, I need you to sit down, I still have 4 minutes of the class left and I intend to use all of that time to prepare you guys for the final tomorrow.
So, once again, evolution is blind. The trait that saves you in one environment or situation may be the same trait that makes you less fit than others in your populat... | I wear a symbol of a scale to remind me. With all this incredible power comes a price. I'm so powerful I make superman look like a Ken Doll. But I had a catch to my powers. I struck a deal with an angel to get the power to save people. But what it didn't tell me was there was a price. One so great I question ever using... |
As in, a fire superhero who is terribly afraid of fire, or something along those lines. | [WP] A superhero who is afraid of his own powers. | Brian, I need you to sit down, I still have 4 minutes of the class left and I intend to use all of that time to prepare you guys for the final tomorrow.
So, once again, evolution is blind. The trait that saves you in one environment or situation may be the same trait that makes you less fit than others in your populat... | I woke up in a cold sweat today.
Of course, that's not anything out of ordinary. I can't remember the last time I got a good night's rest--who am I kidding? I remember everything about that day, because I've been scared countless times, nervous countless times, I'm on edge practically 24 hours a day...but I've only e... |
As in, a fire superhero who is terribly afraid of fire, or something along those lines. | [WP] A superhero who is afraid of his own powers. | Day in, day out, it's all the same anymore. These shackles I put myself in, this pitiful excuse of a hideaway, and the fear of myself remain the same everyday. I could have prevented it all, I could have stopped, but I didn't try to prevent it, and I didn't try to stop it.
I remember the first day I discovered my powe... | Did you know I can fly? Yeah, I found out when I was, like, two years old. One moment I'm safe in my warm, comfortable crib, and then next thing I'm floating out the window, chased by the family's yappy little chihuahua.
I'm not sure what made me phobic of flight: going out the window naked in all of my infantile gl... |
As in, a fire superhero who is terribly afraid of fire, or something along those lines. | [WP] A superhero who is afraid of his own powers. | Day in, day out, it's all the same anymore. These shackles I put myself in, this pitiful excuse of a hideaway, and the fear of myself remain the same everyday. I could have prevented it all, I could have stopped, but I didn't try to prevent it, and I didn't try to stop it.
I remember the first day I discovered my powe... | I never had a fear of the dark until I was enveloped by it. Until I could steal the light away from someone's eyes with just a passing glance. Before I changed, I was a simple software engineer in his twenties, but that's not important. What's important is that I have lost most control over my so called "powers". I use... |
[WP] The last two people on earth are the same gender. | "This probably borders on the realm of sanity and pure insanity." I looked at Laura as she shakily locked with my eyes. I had a trembling feeling deep inside my gut, this was one of those times I have the utmost reluctant confidence in it. That is unbelievably confusing. Fuck.
Oh shit, Let me explain! You know... | Mariah scanned the landscape through the scope of her hunting rifle. The street was deserted and utterly still, bar the occasional wandering leaf that skittered under the abandoned cars and past the shattered shop windows that lined the street. A blanket of fog covered everything more than a dozen metres away, giving t... | |
[WP] The last two people on earth are the same gender. | "Well no one will call us gay now." | Mariah scanned the landscape through the scope of her hunting rifle. The street was deserted and utterly still, bar the occasional wandering leaf that skittered under the abandoned cars and past the shattered shop windows that lined the street. A blanket of fog covered everything more than a dozen metres away, giving t... | |
[WP] The last two people on earth are the same gender. | "Well no one will call us gay now." | "This probably borders on the realm of sanity and pure insanity." I looked at Laura as she shakily locked with my eyes. I had a trembling feeling deep inside my gut, this was one of those times I have the utmost reluctant confidence in it. That is unbelievably confusing. Fuck.
Oh shit, Let me explain! You know... | |
Inspired by this film crit hulk article on Guardian's of the galaxy
http://badassdigest.com/2014/08/12/film-crit-hulk-smash-guardians-of-the-galaxy-and-the-art-of-constructing-jo/ | [WP] Tell a dramatic story through humour. | "You look cute in a suit." My older brother says, wearily lifting his tubed hand from the bed to point toward my waistcoat "But you forgot the buttons".
I look down and sheepishly unbutton myself, realising I must've looked like a child in his fathers suit on stage a few hours ago.
"To be honest I'm a little jealous ... | Welcome boys and girls, I have another exciting story for you today, what do you mean you don't know me? I am Navilus Nilok, teller of tales and chronicler of all things, of course you have heard of me... erm, anyway, I have a bit of a funny story for you today. I saw this happen one day, not that long ago, and it has ... |
Inspired by this film crit hulk article on Guardian's of the galaxy
http://badassdigest.com/2014/08/12/film-crit-hulk-smash-guardians-of-the-galaxy-and-the-art-of-constructing-jo/ | [WP] Tell a dramatic story through humour. | "You look cute in a suit." My older brother says, wearily lifting his tubed hand from the bed to point toward my waistcoat "But you forgot the buttons".
I look down and sheepishly unbutton myself, realising I must've looked like a child in his fathers suit on stage a few hours ago.
"To be honest I'm a little jealous ... | The slave looked up at the king, Marceus his name; he has the appearance of a person who constantly needs to sneeze, yet never does; always promising, never delivering.
“More wine sire” he spluttered.
“This isn’t how I imagined I would be killed, in my own castle, surrounded by all the Kings and Queens who pledged th... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | June 9th, 1994 was the year a baby was brought into this world. It was just like any other healthy baby, and was born into just another average family. This baby would eat, shit, cry, just as any other baby would. It grew up like any other kid would, crawling lead to walking, blabbing turned to speaking, diapers to toi... | "Let's see this horrible world survive while I sit here and do nothing. It doesn't deserve my help. I mean, I'm just an average guy no one pays attention to." Fleck sat like a stone for the next 23 hours. As he wondered how the end would come, a small space craft positioned itself outside earth's atmosphere. It was fin... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | "It says quite clearly, 'With the Emperor's Blade in hand, he shall turn back the Endless Night and save the world from destruction.' Nothing ambiguous there. You're going to find the Emperor's Blade and save the world."
"Yes, yes, I heard you the first time. Don't need to beat me over the head with it."
"I'm just... | "Let's see this horrible world survive while I sit here and do nothing. It doesn't deserve my help. I mean, I'm just an average guy no one pays attention to." Fleck sat like a stone for the next 23 hours. As he wondered how the end would come, a small space craft positioned itself outside earth's atmosphere. It was fin... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | By acting he would inadvertently destroy the world. By doing nothing he saved it from himself. | "Let's see this horrible world survive while I sit here and do nothing. It doesn't deserve my help. I mean, I'm just an average guy no one pays attention to." Fleck sat like a stone for the next 23 hours. As he wondered how the end would come, a small space craft positioned itself outside earth's atmosphere. It was fin... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | M. stared blankly at the flashing icon that had appeared only moments ago in the notification tray of his Nexus 23. His thumb trembled over the symbol in hesitation.
He knew this was his time to shine. That blinking, digital envelope contained the information that would save the world. Supposedly a directive obtained ... | "Let's see this horrible world survive while I sit here and do nothing. It doesn't deserve my help. I mean, I'm just an average guy no one pays attention to." Fleck sat like a stone for the next 23 hours. As he wondered how the end would come, a small space craft positioned itself outside earth's atmosphere. It was fin... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | Part 1
As Bobby and his three buddies lined up outside the tent they expressed themselves in giggles and elbow jabs, just like other groups of twelve-year-old boys throughout history. They stared nervously through the gap in the tent at the woman sitting within.
The gypsy woman had a red kerchief tied over her steel... | "Let's see this horrible world survive while I sit here and do nothing. It doesn't deserve my help. I mean, I'm just an average guy no one pays attention to." Fleck sat like a stone for the next 23 hours. As he wondered how the end would come, a small space craft positioned itself outside earth's atmosphere. It was fin... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | They come to me now, with eager faces and strong arms born of youth to learn about the future, all I really tell them is the past.
I grew up in a small village, and my people were simple, but strong, and proud. We were good with the sword, and quick with a bow, hunting off the land for food and sport.
I remember the ... | "Let's see this horrible world survive while I sit here and do nothing. It doesn't deserve my help. I mean, I'm just an average guy no one pays attention to." Fleck sat like a stone for the next 23 hours. As he wondered how the end would come, a small space craft positioned itself outside earth's atmosphere. It was fin... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | Dorcas stood before the black portal, and hesitated.
"Guys, I, er..."
"I can only keep the door open for so long," said Dystar, shouting slightly to be heard above the din. "This is our one chance. The stars are right. He is vulnerable this night."
Dystar seemed so *young* to Dorcas. Of course he was young, he was t... | "Let's see this horrible world survive while I sit here and do nothing. It doesn't deserve my help. I mean, I'm just an average guy no one pays attention to." Fleck sat like a stone for the next 23 hours. As he wondered how the end would come, a small space craft positioned itself outside earth's atmosphere. It was fin... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | "It says quite clearly, 'With the Emperor's Blade in hand, he shall turn back the Endless Night and save the world from destruction.' Nothing ambiguous there. You're going to find the Emperor's Blade and save the world."
"Yes, yes, I heard you the first time. Don't need to beat me over the head with it."
"I'm just... | Our hero really let himself go while doing nothing. An attempt to spite the prophecy as he has not led a happy life. He gained weight and began drinking heavily. On his way to the liqour store one day after a night of heavy drinking he hits and kills a small child. He spends 4 years of his sentence before taking his ow... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | June 9th, 1994 was the year a baby was brought into this world. It was just like any other healthy baby, and was born into just another average family. This baby would eat, shit, cry, just as any other baby would. It grew up like any other kid would, crawling lead to walking, blabbing turned to speaking, diapers to toi... | Using this logic, he does nothing, thereby saving the world. If the prophecy hadn't existed, he wouldn't have done nothing and instead would have realised his full potential, thereby ending the world. He dies insignificant, wondering what great thing was supposed to have magically happened with him at the centre, torme... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | "It says quite clearly, 'With the Emperor's Blade in hand, he shall turn back the Endless Night and save the world from destruction.' Nothing ambiguous there. You're going to find the Emperor's Blade and save the world."
"Yes, yes, I heard you the first time. Don't need to beat me over the head with it."
"I'm just... | Using this logic, he does nothing, thereby saving the world. If the prophecy hadn't existed, he wouldn't have done nothing and instead would have realised his full potential, thereby ending the world. He dies insignificant, wondering what great thing was supposed to have magically happened with him at the centre, torme... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | By acting he would inadvertently destroy the world. By doing nothing he saved it from himself. | Using this logic, he does nothing, thereby saving the world. If the prophecy hadn't existed, he wouldn't have done nothing and instead would have realised his full potential, thereby ending the world. He dies insignificant, wondering what great thing was supposed to have magically happened with him at the centre, torme... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | M. stared blankly at the flashing icon that had appeared only moments ago in the notification tray of his Nexus 23. His thumb trembled over the symbol in hesitation.
He knew this was his time to shine. That blinking, digital envelope contained the information that would save the world. Supposedly a directive obtained ... | Using this logic, he does nothing, thereby saving the world. If the prophecy hadn't existed, he wouldn't have done nothing and instead would have realised his full potential, thereby ending the world. He dies insignificant, wondering what great thing was supposed to have magically happened with him at the centre, torme... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | Part 1
As Bobby and his three buddies lined up outside the tent they expressed themselves in giggles and elbow jabs, just like other groups of twelve-year-old boys throughout history. They stared nervously through the gap in the tent at the woman sitting within.
The gypsy woman had a red kerchief tied over her steel... | Using this logic, he does nothing, thereby saving the world. If the prophecy hadn't existed, he wouldn't have done nothing and instead would have realised his full potential, thereby ending the world. He dies insignificant, wondering what great thing was supposed to have magically happened with him at the centre, torme... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | They come to me now, with eager faces and strong arms born of youth to learn about the future, all I really tell them is the past.
I grew up in a small village, and my people were simple, but strong, and proud. We were good with the sword, and quick with a bow, hunting off the land for food and sport.
I remember the ... | Using this logic, he does nothing, thereby saving the world. If the prophecy hadn't existed, he wouldn't have done nothing and instead would have realised his full potential, thereby ending the world. He dies insignificant, wondering what great thing was supposed to have magically happened with him at the centre, torme... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | Dorcas stood before the black portal, and hesitated.
"Guys, I, er..."
"I can only keep the door open for so long," said Dystar, shouting slightly to be heard above the din. "This is our one chance. The stars are right. He is vulnerable this night."
Dystar seemed so *young* to Dorcas. Of course he was young, he was t... | Using this logic, he does nothing, thereby saving the world. If the prophecy hadn't existed, he wouldn't have done nothing and instead would have realised his full potential, thereby ending the world. He dies insignificant, wondering what great thing was supposed to have magically happened with him at the centre, torme... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | By acting he would inadvertently destroy the world. By doing nothing he saved it from himself. | June 9th, 1994 was the year a baby was brought into this world. It was just like any other healthy baby, and was born into just another average family. This baby would eat, shit, cry, just as any other baby would. It grew up like any other kid would, crawling lead to walking, blabbing turned to speaking, diapers to toi... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | Dorcas stood before the black portal, and hesitated.
"Guys, I, er..."
"I can only keep the door open for so long," said Dystar, shouting slightly to be heard above the din. "This is our one chance. The stars are right. He is vulnerable this night."
Dystar seemed so *young* to Dorcas. Of course he was young, he was t... | June 9th, 1994 was the year a baby was brought into this world. It was just like any other healthy baby, and was born into just another average family. This baby would eat, shit, cry, just as any other baby would. It grew up like any other kid would, crawling lead to walking, blabbing turned to speaking, diapers to toi... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | Part 1
As Bobby and his three buddies lined up outside the tent they expressed themselves in giggles and elbow jabs, just like other groups of twelve-year-old boys throughout history. They stared nervously through the gap in the tent at the woman sitting within.
The gypsy woman had a red kerchief tied over her steel... | M. stared blankly at the flashing icon that had appeared only moments ago in the notification tray of his Nexus 23. His thumb trembled over the symbol in hesitation.
He knew this was his time to shine. That blinking, digital envelope contained the information that would save the world. Supposedly a directive obtained ... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | Dorcas stood before the black portal, and hesitated.
"Guys, I, er..."
"I can only keep the door open for so long," said Dystar, shouting slightly to be heard above the din. "This is our one chance. The stars are right. He is vulnerable this night."
Dystar seemed so *young* to Dorcas. Of course he was young, he was t... | M. stared blankly at the flashing icon that had appeared only moments ago in the notification tray of his Nexus 23. His thumb trembled over the symbol in hesitation.
He knew this was his time to shine. That blinking, digital envelope contained the information that would save the world. Supposedly a directive obtained ... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | Dorcas stood before the black portal, and hesitated.
"Guys, I, er..."
"I can only keep the door open for so long," said Dystar, shouting slightly to be heard above the din. "This is our one chance. The stars are right. He is vulnerable this night."
Dystar seemed so *young* to Dorcas. Of course he was young, he was t... | Part 1
As Bobby and his three buddies lined up outside the tent they expressed themselves in giggles and elbow jabs, just like other groups of twelve-year-old boys throughout history. They stared nervously through the gap in the tent at the woman sitting within.
The gypsy woman had a red kerchief tied over her steel... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | Dorcas stood before the black portal, and hesitated.
"Guys, I, er..."
"I can only keep the door open for so long," said Dystar, shouting slightly to be heard above the din. "This is our one chance. The stars are right. He is vulnerable this night."
Dystar seemed so *young* to Dorcas. Of course he was young, he was t... | They come to me now, with eager faces and strong arms born of youth to learn about the future, all I really tell them is the past.
I grew up in a small village, and my people were simple, but strong, and proud. We were good with the sword, and quick with a bow, hunting off the land for food and sport.
I remember the ... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | "Honey! It's the president again! he's asking when you're going to do something about that alien invasion!" Erin shouted from the hallway, she always does that.
*Sigh* "For the last time hun! I'm the HERO, I'm going to save the day eventually! Why don't you read that book people keep yapping about some more?"
"What, ... | "But, sir! Sir, it is written in the book of Yoth: the noble knight will unearth the Javelin of the Conqueror..."
"Yes, thank you, Martin, I know the god damn prophecy, I know what I'm supposed to do."
Sir Gallant shifted his legs onto the little table in front of his rocking chair.
"I'm to go to the abandoned Elysi... |
...and saves the world. Or doesn't. Your call. | [WP] The hero is prophesied to save the world. He knows that prophecies always come true, so he does absolutely nothing. | "Honey! It's the president again! he's asking when you're going to do something about that alien invasion!" Erin shouted from the hallway, she always does that.
*Sigh* "For the last time hun! I'm the HERO, I'm going to save the day eventually! Why don't you read that book people keep yapping about some more?"
"What, ... | James, to his immense surprise, found that his hypothesis was correct: prophecies were indeed infallible, and, on the morning of January 17th, his total lack of involvement in the apocalyptic circumstances of that day wound up saving the world.
From his cushy computer chair in Cheyenne Mountain, he thought upon the fo... |
A fib is a poem where each line must contain the appropriate number of syllables for its entry in the Fibonacci series (as far as I'm concerned, zero can either be ignored or consist of a punctuation mark).
Following is an example of the number of syllables in successive lines:
one
one
one two
one two thr... | [WP] Write a fib, a type of poem based on the Fibonacci series (see post for details) | One.
Two.
Now three.
Again - four.
More - five now, and yet...
Why does it go up - Oh God, why?
Make the count stop - make it stop! Is there no mercy here?
How many days must pass - how many weeks, months, years?! She comes back to me - every time.
And I give her a shoulder - a shoulder for her tears. An ear fo... | Down
Down
Ceaseless
Never-ending
Interminable
Infinity is an abyss |
A fib is a poem where each line must contain the appropriate number of syllables for its entry in the Fibonacci series (as far as I'm concerned, zero can either be ignored or consist of a punctuation mark).
Following is an example of the number of syllables in successive lines:
one
one
one two
one two thr... | [WP] Write a fib, a type of poem based on the Fibonacci series (see post for details) | Jen?
Jen!
Why you?
I loved you,
And yet you dumped me.
All because of my choice of cheese,
Or my inability to cook a four star meal.
Though to be honest, I think it was that guy who fed you lies, but you said it was me.
| Down
Down
Ceaseless
Never-ending
Interminable
Infinity is an abyss |
A fib is a poem where each line must contain the appropriate number of syllables for its entry in the Fibonacci series (as far as I'm concerned, zero can either be ignored or consist of a punctuation mark).
Following is an example of the number of syllables in successive lines:
one
one
one two
one two thr... | [WP] Write a fib, a type of poem based on the Fibonacci series (see post for details) | One.
Two.
Now three.
Again - four.
More - five now, and yet...
Why does it go up - Oh God, why?
Make the count stop - make it stop! Is there no mercy here?
How many days must pass - how many weeks, months, years?! She comes back to me - every time.
And I give her a shoulder - a shoulder for her tears. An ear fo... | Click
Light
Flooding
Darkness fades
Light takes over now
But it's job is not complete yet
Some shadows remain, waiting to retaliate. Click. |
[WP] You are a stay-at-home parent to a super-powered child. Your superhero spouse spends all day saving the world. Write your exasperated post to /r/parenting detailing your unique frustrations. | **Title:** Any SAHSDs out there understand what I'm going through? *(self.parenting)*
*submitted 3 hours ago by GammaRayDad_Throwaway to /r/parenting*
**Body:** Sorry for this but I just have to vent to someone. I'm married to a girl who turned out to be one of the Galactic Rangers - well, the Extended Galactic Ran... | Look, it wasn't supposed to be like this. I'm the genius inventor, I created the serum, the nanotech, and the cybernetic containment systems. Sarah was a lawyer, for crissake. But it turned out I was allergic to the nanites, and somehow there was that cleaning mishap in the basement, and Sarah ended up infected. I trie... | |
[WP] You are a stay-at-home parent to a super-powered child. Your superhero spouse spends all day saving the world. Write your exasperated post to /r/parenting detailing your unique frustrations. | Fun activities for my super-powered daughter? (self.parenting)
Submitted 9 hours ago by superdad
My daughter just turned 3. I am a stay-at-hope parent. So far she has the sonic scream, can fly, has super-strength and super-speed. We spend a lot of time outside because she tends to break things inside. Does anyone have... | Look, it wasn't supposed to be like this. I'm the genius inventor, I created the serum, the nanotech, and the cybernetic containment systems. Sarah was a lawyer, for crissake. But it turned out I was allergic to the nanites, and somehow there was that cleaning mishap in the basement, and Sarah ended up infected. I trie... | |
Let your imaginations go nuts.
It can be anywhere in time.
And Happy New Year! | [WP] You're an archeologist on a monumental dig that just might change our view of history. You discover a skeleton with artifacts that appear almost modern. One item closely resembles a cellphone. You hold it for a moment. It rings... | "Hello?" I stuttered into the strange phone.
A million different things were running through my head, 'This dig site was supposed to be older than writing on this planet. How did this get here? What even is it? Who...' My thoughts were cut off abruptly by an eerie robotic voice.
"It has chosen!"
"What?"
"It has ch... | I wiped the bits of earth and clay off the screen of what seems so much like a cell phone. But how can it be. When the first things that were dug up were dated at 1500 years old...
...and it then it rang. I was so confused, yet somehow excited. Who could be calling, I wondered. I answered as quickly as I could, ready ... |
Let your imaginations go nuts.
It can be anywhere in time.
And Happy New Year! | [WP] You're an archeologist on a monumental dig that just might change our view of history. You discover a skeleton with artifacts that appear almost modern. One item closely resembles a cellphone. You hold it for a moment. It rings... | My first dig! I was so excited that I couldn't even hold it in! The company I was with was by far more experienced, and by far more annoyed than anything by my endless excitement. But I don't care! I talk the entire way there. Well, almost. The excitement started to die down the closer we got to the site.
It's the str... | I wiped the bits of earth and clay off the screen of what seems so much like a cell phone. But how can it be. When the first things that were dug up were dated at 1500 years old...
...and it then it rang. I was so confused, yet somehow excited. Who could be calling, I wondered. I answered as quickly as I could, ready ... |
Let your imaginations go nuts.
It can be anywhere in time.
And Happy New Year! | [WP] You're an archeologist on a monumental dig that just might change our view of history. You discover a skeleton with artifacts that appear almost modern. One item closely resembles a cellphone. You hold it for a moment. It rings... | My first dig! I was so excited that I couldn't even hold it in! The company I was with was by far more experienced, and by far more annoyed than anything by my endless excitement. But I don't care! I talk the entire way there. Well, almost. The excitement started to die down the closer we got to the site.
It's the str... | "Hello?" I stuttered into the strange phone.
A million different things were running through my head, 'This dig site was supposed to be older than writing on this planet. How did this get here? What even is it? Who...' My thoughts were cut off abruptly by an eerie robotic voice.
"It has chosen!"
"What?"
"It has ch... |
Let your imaginations go nuts.
It can be anywhere in time.
And Happy New Year! | [WP] You're an archeologist on a monumental dig that just might change our view of history. You discover a skeleton with artifacts that appear almost modern. One item closely resembles a cellphone. You hold it for a moment. It rings... | brrrrrrng
I stare at what could only be described as a cell phone, the vibration shaking me as I gazed at it in fear.
I treated it like a grenade about to explode but do nothing, my tanned face suddenly growing paler with each ring until it stops.
Relieved, I sit back down and look at the skeleton, only to discover ... | Attention; Your time has come and I hope you have prepared Sol 3 to our standards. We should arrive in 3 cycles and Leader expects everything to be ready to go. |
Let your imaginations go nuts.
It can be anywhere in time.
And Happy New Year! | [WP] You're an archeologist on a monumental dig that just might change our view of history. You discover a skeleton with artifacts that appear almost modern. One item closely resembles a cellphone. You hold it for a moment. It rings... | With gentle strokes I brushed away the dirt from a black object. I squinted as I looked at the object. I knew I had been out on the steppe for a long time this summer. Hell, the sun almost never set this far north. An argument could be made that my brain had been cooked, but I knew that a cell phone was not a sacred ar... | Attention; Your time has come and I hope you have prepared Sol 3 to our standards. We should arrive in 3 cycles and Leader expects everything to be ready to go. |
Let your imaginations go nuts.
It can be anywhere in time.
And Happy New Year! | [WP] You're an archeologist on a monumental dig that just might change our view of history. You discover a skeleton with artifacts that appear almost modern. One item closely resembles a cellphone. You hold it for a moment. It rings... | brrrrrrng
I stare at what could only be described as a cell phone, the vibration shaking me as I gazed at it in fear.
I treated it like a grenade about to explode but do nothing, my tanned face suddenly growing paler with each ring until it stops.
Relieved, I sit back down and look at the skeleton, only to discover ... | "Are you happy with your long distance service? Well AT&T has a de..."
I hung up.
"Shut it down!" |
Let your imaginations go nuts.
It can be anywhere in time.
And Happy New Year! | [WP] You're an archeologist on a monumental dig that just might change our view of history. You discover a skeleton with artifacts that appear almost modern. One item closely resembles a cellphone. You hold it for a moment. It rings... | With gentle strokes I brushed away the dirt from a black object. I squinted as I looked at the object. I knew I had been out on the steppe for a long time this summer. Hell, the sun almost never set this far north. An argument could be made that my brain had been cooked, but I knew that a cell phone was not a sacred ar... | "Are you happy with your long distance service? Well AT&T has a de..."
I hung up.
"Shut it down!" |
[WP]: A school principal calls a parent into a meeting concerning his son bullying other students. The father turns out to be her own old bully. | When he walked in, I felt crushed. The boy's father was a gloomy man. A walking husk of a human being. Without a need for introductions, he spoke with a gruff voice and a strict intention.
“Where's my boy?”
It was like watching a stray dog bark at you. I quickly explained to him the 5 day suspension and handed him ... | Judy Morell hated these kinds of meetings. A predictable, three-course meal: they always started off with a bitter melange of exaggerated shock and indignation, followed by a hearty plateful of defensiveness and denial, topped off by vague threats involving "boards" and "superintendents", with undertones of outrage and... | |
[WP]: A school principal calls a parent into a meeting concerning his son bullying other students. The father turns out to be her own old bully. | **This is my first writing prompt for the 365 day challenge, please be gentle**
"James, your behavior is unacceptable. We do not place our hands on others without their permission, do you understand?"
The little boy stared at the floor, clearly uninterested in what I was telling him.
This was not an uncommon occu... | Judy Morell hated these kinds of meetings. A predictable, three-course meal: they always started off with a bitter melange of exaggerated shock and indignation, followed by a hearty plateful of defensiveness and denial, topped off by vague threats involving "boards" and "superintendents", with undertones of outrage and... | |
[WP]: A school principal calls a parent into a meeting concerning his son bullying other students. The father turns out to be her own old bully. | When he walked in, I felt crushed. The boy's father was a gloomy man. A walking husk of a human being. Without a need for introductions, he spoke with a gruff voice and a strict intention.
“Where's my boy?”
It was like watching a stray dog bark at you. I quickly explained to him the 5 day suspension and handed him ... | Jonathan Mills was the spitting image of his father, right down to the small square fingernails and the eyelashes that were long beyond belief.
Melissa knelt beside the boy, fighting the urge to yell. He had spent recess following one of the second graders about the playground, throwing pebbles and insults at her in ... | |
[WP]: A school principal calls a parent into a meeting concerning his son bullying other students. The father turns out to be her own old bully. | **This is my first writing prompt for the 365 day challenge, please be gentle**
"James, your behavior is unacceptable. We do not place our hands on others without their permission, do you understand?"
The little boy stared at the floor, clearly uninterested in what I was telling him.
This was not an uncommon occu... | Jonathan Mills was the spitting image of his father, right down to the small square fingernails and the eyelashes that were long beyond belief.
Melissa knelt beside the boy, fighting the urge to yell. He had spent recess following one of the second graders about the playground, throwing pebbles and insults at her in ... | |
[WP]: A school principal calls a parent into a meeting concerning his son bullying other students. The father turns out to be her own old bully. | **This is my first writing prompt for the 365 day challenge, please be gentle**
"James, your behavior is unacceptable. We do not place our hands on others without their permission, do you understand?"
The little boy stared at the floor, clearly uninterested in what I was telling him.
This was not an uncommon occu... | When he walked in, I felt crushed. The boy's father was a gloomy man. A walking husk of a human being. Without a need for introductions, he spoke with a gruff voice and a strict intention.
“Where's my boy?”
It was like watching a stray dog bark at you. I quickly explained to him the 5 day suspension and handed him ... | |
[WP]: A school principal calls a parent into a meeting concerning his son bullying other students. The father turns out to be her own old bully. | Ted stared heatedly across the table at the smug, self-assured father sitting before him. No, more than that -- this man wasn't just another parent to a troubled teen like he was used to, this man was something more.
Years of verbal and physical abuse cycled through his head. Black eyes and scratches left by slammed l... | Mrs Joy? Darren's dad is here to see you finally.
Thank you Janice, please show him in.
The memories flood back in like a ten ton hammer. Joy Joy the boy toy. She realizes her face must surely be showing the sheer terror she feels and quickly tries to reclaim her demeaner and dignity.
Mr Thompson... please take a se... | |
[WP]: A school principal calls a parent into a meeting concerning his son bullying other students. The father turns out to be her own old bully. | **This is my first writing prompt for the 365 day challenge, please be gentle**
"James, your behavior is unacceptable. We do not place our hands on others without their permission, do you understand?"
The little boy stared at the floor, clearly uninterested in what I was telling him.
This was not an uncommon occu... | Mrs Joy? Darren's dad is here to see you finally.
Thank you Janice, please show him in.
The memories flood back in like a ten ton hammer. Joy Joy the boy toy. She realizes her face must surely be showing the sheer terror she feels and quickly tries to reclaim her demeaner and dignity.
Mr Thompson... please take a se... | |
[WP]: A school principal calls a parent into a meeting concerning his son bullying other students. The father turns out to be her own old bully. | Carol waited in her office, seated in her leather chair that her husband had gotten her for her 48th birthday. On her desk was a computer that she barely poked at, a calendar, a couple of folders, and a mocha candle that she couldn't light because of the policies. But still, she liked to have it sit there, opened, som... | Mrs Joy? Darren's dad is here to see you finally.
Thank you Janice, please show him in.
The memories flood back in like a ten ton hammer. Joy Joy the boy toy. She realizes her face must surely be showing the sheer terror she feels and quickly tries to reclaim her demeaner and dignity.
Mr Thompson... please take a se... | |
[WP]: A school principal calls a parent into a meeting concerning his son bullying other students. The father turns out to be her own old bully. | **This is my first writing prompt for the 365 day challenge, please be gentle**
"James, your behavior is unacceptable. We do not place our hands on others without their permission, do you understand?"
The little boy stared at the floor, clearly uninterested in what I was telling him.
This was not an uncommon occu... | Ted stared heatedly across the table at the smug, self-assured father sitting before him. No, more than that -- this man wasn't just another parent to a troubled teen like he was used to, this man was something more.
Years of verbal and physical abuse cycled through his head. Black eyes and scratches left by slammed l... | |
[WP] You open your front door to discover yourself standing there | Tired beyond belief I stood there gazing at myself outside the front door... Why the fuck did I install a mirror in my front door. | Last week Eveline had dumped me (it wasn't me, it was her, or long distance, or something), and I hadn't felt like doing much other than stare at the ceiling and feel worthless. However, the urge to take a piss was slowly overcoming the urge to remain a quilt-wrapped burrito of dried snot and misery.
Like any fine ba... | |
[WP]All the different fandoms of Tumblr are at war but for weapons can only use things found in that fandom. Describe a battle between 2 of the warring fandoms. | [Word of warning: this might be a bit nonsensical if you aren’t as familiar with these fandoms as I am (they’re fascinating to watch operate in their natural habitat, it’s been a hobby for about two years now). But then again, this is Tumblr, where up is down and anything/everything is offensive to *somebody*.]
The tw... | There was no war as imaginary dragons and imaginary oppression bombs don't exist.
Life continued, the asshats were ignored.
Best I can do without actually going and researching the groups, something that there is no justification for less than a sociology dissertation. | |
[WP] Describe what happens to you on the weirdest day ever in five sentences starting with the mildly unusual and ending with the unthinkably bizarre. | The road stopped at the river. It had been a long walk, though I should have finished it years ago. The water on the pavement shimmered in the starlight, caught the dead leaves falling upon a lattice of sticks. The lights of my home faded--left me--stood me up on the riverbed with a man and his boat. My unsteady br... | My boyfriend didn't text me back.
I showed up to his house on my horse demanding satisfaction.
When he saw me from the window he shut the curtains.
I galloped toward the house, knocked the door down and bolted inside.
Everything was covered in diarrhea. | |
[WP] Describe what happens to you on the weirdest day ever in five sentences starting with the mildly unusual and ending with the unthinkably bizarre. | It was Tuesday and I woke up in a bed that wasn't mine. I could tell because the sheets were pink and didn't smell stale. There was photos on the wall of places I recognised but had never been. I looked around for my clothes and it was then that I realised.
Someone had hidden my fingers. | This morning I lost my phone,
Then found it in my cologne,
I opened the door,
And there on the floor,
Was a corpse and a bottle of Rhône.
| |
[WP] Describe what happens to you on the weirdest day ever in five sentences starting with the mildly unusual and ending with the unthinkably bizarre. | The road stopped at the river. It had been a long walk, though I should have finished it years ago. The water on the pavement shimmered in the starlight, caught the dead leaves falling upon a lattice of sticks. The lights of my home faded--left me--stood me up on the riverbed with a man and his boat. My unsteady br... | This morning I lost my phone,
Then found it in my cologne,
I opened the door,
And there on the floor,
Was a corpse and a bottle of Rhône.
| |
[WP] An entity grants a man a magical ability; whoever he touches suddenly feels intense love towards him. Prove that this is actually a curse. | I never asked for this.
I had everything I ever wanted. Good career, wonderful family, beautiful house with a two car garage. There was even a white fence out front and a basketball hoop in the driveway. I used to watch my son play...
I don't really know when it started. I certainly didn't find out right away. I... | I had a girl in college that developed "intense love" for me. She stalked me. Gave me gifts, talked to teachers about me, asked students about me, and even showed up at a bar I was at with friends looking for me...this was a problem. Love is great, when you actually want it from the other person. | |
[WP]When you died your body was frozen down. You now wake up to find out your brain is used as an AI in a computer game. This is your encounter with the player. | -Black screen with DOS like white text-
"Hello Player1... Is that actually your name?" I said waiting for a response. I wasn't sure where I was but this was the first thing on my mind. It seems so important to say and I feel like I've been asleep, for... I don't know how long actually. There's no feeling in my limbs a... | [Shopkeeper (you)] Hello, and welcome to the general store! I carry...
[Player] *Skips Dialogue*
[You] *thinks* What the heck, I was about to say something, but then I just stopped for some reason?
[Player] I need one enchanted ruby.
[You] Hold on. How did I even get here? I don't even know this place!
[Player] Just gi... | |
[WP] The "Eye for an Eye Inversion" law allows every life saved to credit the saver one legal murder. The medical profession are now the most feared and revered community. | Dr. George checked the papers twice as Anthony Renault sat patiently^1 in front of him. Today was running slowly, like a struggling faucet, no amount of concentration was paying off. He rubbed his eyes and made out what he could- *sore throat*; *can't sleep*. He'll figure something out- he could always just prescribe s... | One slight question, how exactly does this "saving" count? Say a guy is saved shot, he ran to safety, a good Samaritan picked him up and floored it to the hospital, a doctor and the nurses immediately carry out a surgery to save him. Now, who gets a free under credit? The doctor only? Or everyone that was involved? | |
[WP] The "Eye for an Eye Inversion" law allows every life saved to credit the saver one legal murder. The medical profession are now the most feared and revered community. | 'I'm so glad you came to us,' the silhouette said to Jones. 'Barely anyone uses general practitioners for this kind of thing. Not nowadays anyway.'
'Well, I heard about what you were looking for and thought “fuck it”.' Jones leant back in his chair. 'I may be dying, but it ain't an emergency.'
The doctor's office h... | One slight question, how exactly does this "saving" count? Say a guy is saved shot, he ran to safety, a good Samaritan picked him up and floored it to the hospital, a doctor and the nurses immediately carry out a surgery to save him. Now, who gets a free under credit? The doctor only? Or everyone that was involved? | |
[WP] The "Eye for an Eye Inversion" law allows every life saved to credit the saver one legal murder. The medical profession are now the most feared and revered community. | Forevermore will that day be burned into my psyche. That bitch killed my brother, and I swore I would return the favor. We went out to dinner that night while he stayed home to study - to do his homework. When we came back he wasn't there. Just a carcass dangling from a fan wearing his clothes, bearing a note declaring... | One slight question, how exactly does this "saving" count? Say a guy is saved shot, he ran to safety, a good Samaritan picked him up and floored it to the hospital, a doctor and the nurses immediately carry out a surgery to save him. Now, who gets a free under credit? The doctor only? Or everyone that was involved? | |
[WP] The "Eye for an Eye Inversion" law allows every life saved to credit the saver one legal murder. The medical profession are now the most feared and revered community. | Dr Ingersmith sighs through his surgical mask. One more quick use of the cautery and it will mark the end of the most complicated surgery he has performed in his fledgling career, and coincidentally earn him his first "life refund". "Alright Estrada," Ingersmith says as he turns to his assistant, "hand me the cautery a... | One slight question, how exactly does this "saving" count? Say a guy is saved shot, he ran to safety, a good Samaritan picked him up and floored it to the hospital, a doctor and the nurses immediately carry out a surgery to save him. Now, who gets a free under credit? The doctor only? Or everyone that was involved? | |
[WP] The "Eye for an Eye Inversion" law allows every life saved to credit the saver one legal murder. The medical profession are now the most feared and revered community. | I got my credit today. I needed it. The courts judged that in my youth, I had in fact prevented the suicide of a colleague. I was now entitled to one kill and that's all I would need to take down Dr. Khan. The world's most respected Neurosurgeon. Legend has it he has over 250 credits now and he's probably spent near 25... | One slight question, how exactly does this "saving" count? Say a guy is saved shot, he ran to safety, a good Samaritan picked him up and floored it to the hospital, a doctor and the nurses immediately carry out a surgery to save him. Now, who gets a free under credit? The doctor only? Or everyone that was involved? | |
[WP] The "Eye for an Eye Inversion" law allows every life saved to credit the saver one legal murder. The medical profession are now the most feared and revered community. | My first response.
The law had international repercussions when it was first passed at the end of 2015. The ‘Eye for an Eye Inversion’ law, as it was called. Essentially, for every life saved, the saver is granted the right to take one life away. An interesting law, made, once again, by politicians who didn’t really u... | One slight question, how exactly does this "saving" count? Say a guy is saved shot, he ran to safety, a good Samaritan picked him up and floored it to the hospital, a doctor and the nurses immediately carry out a surgery to save him. Now, who gets a free under credit? The doctor only? Or everyone that was involved? |
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