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[WP] "I'll die if you kill me", your best friend once tells you. You laugh at it at the time, but when they turn out to be an immortal bent on destroying everything, you remember their words. | "I didn't want this!" I scream. "I never wanted this!"
"You think I did?" Damian scoffs. "You think I wanted this?"
He gestures to the destroyed landscape around us. What was once New York City is now little more than a crater. He didn't mean to do it. I know that. I've known Damian my whole life. He's always had ang... | I didn't want to believe them. The rumors. The hushed whispers. The cutting words. The scared murmurings. There was no way she would even think of doing something like this. There was no way. Gideon was a good person.
She was always there for me and my family. She always took care of us, looked after me, and made sure... | |
[WP] You are an archaeologist. One day you find a cryogenics research facility that you determine was in use during the 21st century. In the cryo room you find one person still frozen. When you let them out, they have a smug look as they say, "Has it been ten years already?" | “Has it been ten years already?” he said, iced flakes melting in his hair.
“Uh,” Tanya said, eyes wide.
“So that’s a yes? Hey, is that what fashion’s like nowadays? I think it’s a step back, what about you?”
“I’m, um, fine.” She took a step back to holler up the stairs, “Guys? There’s a guy over here! Alive!”
“Wai... | As he opened the chamber and walked into the hall, he saw what looked to be a dozen pods with “PROJECT: PHOENIX” written along the side.
“This is it.” David said as he walked past the frozen bodies.
“You think they’re still alive?” Sheila questioned as she rummaged through an old desk. “It’s been like 300 years since... | |
[WP] You are an archaeologist. One day you find a cryogenics research facility that you determine was in use during the 21st century. In the cryo room you find one person still frozen. When you let them out, they have a smug look as they say, "Has it been ten years already?" | The machines let out their sighs, accompanying a symphony of melting ice and vapor. I stood before the pod, something like an enclosed, archaic bed, in which a rudimentary human slept. Crude devices displayed ancient runes and equations: I knew enough to know the revitalizing process was done. Now he just had to wake u... | As he opened the chamber and walked into the hall, he saw what looked to be a dozen pods with “PROJECT: PHOENIX” written along the side.
“This is it.” David said as he walked past the frozen bodies.
“You think they’re still alive?” Sheila questioned as she rummaged through an old desk. “It’s been like 300 years since... | |
[WP] You are an archaeologist. One day you find a cryogenics research facility that you determine was in use during the 21st century. In the cryo room you find one person still frozen. When you let them out, they have a smug look as they say, "Has it been ten years already?" | The machines let out their sighs, accompanying a symphony of melting ice and vapor. I stood before the pod, something like an enclosed, archaic bed, in which a rudimentary human slept. Crude devices displayed ancient runes and equations: I knew enough to know the revitalizing process was done. Now he just had to wake u... | “This is unlike anything we’ve ever seen” dr Milton exclaimed loudly, staring at the foggy glass cylinder in front of him.
Turning left and right to make sure he was alone, he reached out gingerly towards the dormant shadow lying still.
With a sudden crack like a gun the ice cracked and splintered as the glass moved ... | |
[WP] You are an archaeologist. One day you find a cryogenics research facility that you determine was in use during the 21st century. In the cryo room you find one person still frozen. When you let them out, they have a smug look as they say, "Has it been ten years already?" | I couldn’t believe my luck in this discovery. I knew the chamber at the lower levels of this ancient facility must be important, but what I was gazing upon had to be an old cryogenics lab. One of the *original* ones, judging by the equipment. I knew of only one other early cryogenics discovery, and that one had been da... | “This is unlike anything we’ve ever seen” dr Milton exclaimed loudly, staring at the foggy glass cylinder in front of him.
Turning left and right to make sure he was alone, he reached out gingerly towards the dormant shadow lying still.
With a sudden crack like a gun the ice cracked and splintered as the glass moved ... | |
[WP] You are an archaeologist. One day you find a cryogenics research facility that you determine was in use during the 21st century. In the cryo room you find one person still frozen. When you let them out, they have a smug look as they say, "Has it been ten years already?" | They have a smug look as they say, "Has it been ten years already?"
"Wait a second, who are you?" he asks, his eyes slowly coming into focus as he stares at me, bewildered.
In the short time it took the cryo chamber to open and release the frozen man a thousand thoughts raced through my mind. Who is this person? H... | “This is unlike anything we’ve ever seen” dr Milton exclaimed loudly, staring at the foggy glass cylinder in front of him.
Turning left and right to make sure he was alone, he reached out gingerly towards the dormant shadow lying still.
With a sudden crack like a gun the ice cracked and splintered as the glass moved ... | |
[WP] You are an archaeologist. One day you find a cryogenics research facility that you determine was in use during the 21st century. In the cryo room you find one person still frozen. When you let them out, they have a smug look as they say, "Has it been ten years already?" | I couldn’t believe my luck in this discovery. I knew the chamber at the lower levels of this ancient facility must be important, but what I was gazing upon had to be an old cryogenics lab. One of the *original* ones, judging by the equipment. I knew of only one other early cryogenics discovery, and that one had been da... | "Oh dear... I'm afraid it's been a tad bit longer than you expected," you sheepishly say, watching the person observe their surroundings.
They were shorter than the average human in your time. Other than that, they seemed perfectly fine.
"What year is it?" They ask, fanning themselves, "and why is it so hot?!"
... | |
[WP] You are an archaeologist. One day you find a cryogenics research facility that you determine was in use during the 21st century. In the cryo room you find one person still frozen. When you let them out, they have a smug look as they say, "Has it been ten years already?" | They have a smug look as they say, "Has it been ten years already?"
"Wait a second, who are you?" he asks, his eyes slowly coming into focus as he stares at me, bewildered.
In the short time it took the cryo chamber to open and release the frozen man a thousand thoughts raced through my mind. Who is this person? H... | "Oh dear... I'm afraid it's been a tad bit longer than you expected," you sheepishly say, watching the person observe their surroundings.
They were shorter than the average human in your time. Other than that, they seemed perfectly fine.
"What year is it?" They ask, fanning themselves, "and why is it so hot?!"
... | |
[WP] You are an archaeologist. One day you find a cryogenics research facility that you determine was in use during the 21st century. In the cryo room you find one person still frozen. When you let them out, they have a smug look as they say, "Has it been ten years already?" | I couldn’t believe my luck in this discovery. I knew the chamber at the lower levels of this ancient facility must be important, but what I was gazing upon had to be an old cryogenics lab. One of the *original* ones, judging by the equipment. I knew of only one other early cryogenics discovery, and that one had been da... |
His pulse is over 60 now. He can see me but he seems to having a hard time talking. He coughs a few times and starts touching his face.
''Has it been ten years already?'' He asks.
I try to give him a medication to help his body to adjust to the condition. He pushes me away, ''Who are you?'' He asks.
''I’m here to h... | |
[WP] You are an archaeologist. One day you find a cryogenics research facility that you determine was in use during the 21st century. In the cryo room you find one person still frozen. When you let them out, they have a smug look as they say, "Has it been ten years already?" | They have a smug look as they say, "Has it been ten years already?"
"Wait a second, who are you?" he asks, his eyes slowly coming into focus as he stares at me, bewildered.
In the short time it took the cryo chamber to open and release the frozen man a thousand thoughts raced through my mind. Who is this person? H... |
His pulse is over 60 now. He can see me but he seems to having a hard time talking. He coughs a few times and starts touching his face.
''Has it been ten years already?'' He asks.
I try to give him a medication to help his body to adjust to the condition. He pushes me away, ''Who are you?'' He asks.
''I’m here to h... | |
[WP] You are an archaeologist. One day you find a cryogenics research facility that you determine was in use during the 21st century. In the cryo room you find one person still frozen. When you let them out, they have a smug look as they say, "Has it been ten years already?" | They have a smug look as they say, "Has it been ten years already?"
"Wait a second, who are you?" he asks, his eyes slowly coming into focus as he stares at me, bewildered.
In the short time it took the cryo chamber to open and release the frozen man a thousand thoughts raced through my mind. Who is this person? H... | 2-28-2020
“*Hey, honey. I know we’ll say our goodbyes in person, but I wanted to make this for you to watch, you know, if you ever miss me.”*
“*Oftentimes, I find that the more you say something, the less profound it becomes. I know you think I’m this robot at times because of my job, but it’s really because I want y... | |
[WP] You are an archaeologist. One day you find a cryogenics research facility that you determine was in use during the 21st century. In the cryo room you find one person still frozen. When you let them out, they have a smug look as they say, "Has it been ten years already?" | I tried all different things, going to the security room, looking for an override, nothing. I walked up to the capsule, muttering “why won’t this thing...” then yelling “OPEN!”
“Opening capsule 396-KYU” responded a robotic female voice. Voice activation, of course, why didn’t I think of that?! But no time to waste hat... | 2-28-2020
“*Hey, honey. I know we’ll say our goodbyes in person, but I wanted to make this for you to watch, you know, if you ever miss me.”*
“*Oftentimes, I find that the more you say something, the less profound it becomes. I know you think I’m this robot at times because of my job, but it’s really because I want y... | |
[WP] You are an archaeologist. One day you find a cryogenics research facility that you determine was in use during the 21st century. In the cryo room you find one person still frozen. When you let them out, they have a smug look as they say, "Has it been ten years already?" | “Has it been ten years already?” the gentleman mused with an air of smugness. If there was one thing I had always hated about this man above all else, it was the way he spoke to those he deemed to be below him. He didn’t speak with words, but his subtle reactions and tone serving only to demean. Had it been Stephanie ... | 2-28-2020
“*Hey, honey. I know we’ll say our goodbyes in person, but I wanted to make this for you to watch, you know, if you ever miss me.”*
“*Oftentimes, I find that the more you say something, the less profound it becomes. I know you think I’m this robot at times because of my job, but it’s really because I want y... | |
[WP] You are an archaeologist. One day you find a cryogenics research facility that you determine was in use during the 21st century. In the cryo room you find one person still frozen. When you let them out, they have a smug look as they say, "Has it been ten years already?" | “Has it been ten years already?” the gentleman mused with an air of smugness. If there was one thing I had always hated about this man above all else, it was the way he spoke to those he deemed to be below him. He didn’t speak with words, but his subtle reactions and tone serving only to demean. Had it been Stephanie ... | "Who are you?" Zed asked, though he wasn't entirely sure he wanted to know. The man's skin was an icy blue, his hair frosted, and he was shivering.
"Help me up, will you?" he said, holding out a hand gingerly.
Zed promptly seized his arms and heaved him to his feet, which, he noticed with a jolt of surprise, were m... | |
[WP] You were abducted by aliens and enslaved. You think. Communication is a problem, but you have a collar, are required to do strange tasks, and if you don't comply you're sent to your really comfy quarters for the day. | I don't remember much of that day, but I was with my family when they came.
They were bigger. Stronger. They lacked all the proper limbs that we had. With minimal hair coverage across their towering bodies, it was amazing that had lasted this long in this cold, bright world.
I was plucked from my family at a young ... | At first I was afraid. *They* who had placed a collar around my neck spoke of the punishment as the worst thing imaginable. My mind ran wild, thinking of the many forms of torture that existed on Earth; whipping, flogging, electrocution, starving, poison, etc. I shivered at the thought of something that these much more... | |
[WP] You were abducted by aliens and enslaved. You think. Communication is a problem, but you have a collar, are required to do strange tasks, and if you don't comply you're sent to your really comfy quarters for the day. | I don't remember much of that day, but I was with my family when they came.
They were bigger. Stronger. They lacked all the proper limbs that we had. With minimal hair coverage across their towering bodies, it was amazing that had lasted this long in this cold, bright world.
I was plucked from my family at a young ... |
There were two alien spaceships. One was really zig-zaggy and spiky, the other was bulbous and round. I was struggling with a painful hangover, and I’d smoked a bowl to chase away my feelings of regret and self-hate. I wasn’t sure if the spaceships were real until I saw the little green men.
Being abducted by alie... | |
EDIT: Inspired by the original post by writing-prompt-s on Tumblr. | [WP] A depressed person moves into a house haunted by demons corresponding to the Seven Deadly Sins. They’re all intent on helping him turn his life around. | I stood at the threshold of quite possibly the oldest house I had ever seen, clutching a letter in one hand and a large brass key in the other. My car, filled with everything I owned, was parked in the driveway behind me. I glanced back at it, tempted to jump inside and drive back to the city. Not that there was anythi... | Today is moving day. The 29th of February, 2020. A leap year. Does that mean anything? Who knows. It isn’t any different, aside from the explosion of boxes and crates littering the floor. I’m surprised at just how much I own. I only use the same three things a day; my TV, my fridge and my computer. Does my cat count? I... |
EDIT: Inspired by the original post by writing-prompt-s on Tumblr. | [WP] A depressed person moves into a house haunted by demons corresponding to the Seven Deadly Sins. They’re all intent on helping him turn his life around. | *Want. Desire. Consume. Disregard. Avenge. Revel. All of it.*
Huh, that was weird. Maybe I'm just going crazy. Er. Crazier. I don't feel anymore. The world has been fading for ages. Maybe it's not the depression. Maybe I'm psychotic. Then at least they'd know what to do with me. They'd avoid me.
I plopped down on the... | Flora collapsed on her bed, her rusty boxspring creaking beneath her. She'd moved herself into this place alone, a wide, drafty house inhabited mostly by dust bunnies and now her decrepit furniture. It was at the end of a winding country road, sturdy and blue-painted but run down, stuffed full of rattling radiators and... |
Credit. | [WP] An old and homely grandmother accidentally summons a demon. She mistakes him for her gothic-phase teenage grandson and takes care of him. The demon decides to stay at his new home. | *WHO DARES SUMMON ME, AZORATH, LORD OF THE SEVEN REALMS, BUTCHER OF ...*
Oh dear, looks likes someone needs some of my homemade cobbler.
*What? NO I AM AZORATH, LORD OF THE SEVEN REALMS, BUTCHER OF ...*
Don't be silly Willie. Grandma made you some cobbler, and you are going to eat some cobbler
*Willie? I am not Wi... | I opened the door and turned on the light switch to the second living room (I call it my second game room) to my grandma's house. I was pissed at what I saw.
Sure enough, there he was, laying on the couch like the five foot bafoon he is. Rubbery skin, horned head, bat like wings, and all.
"Ugh! Deeeeemon Bob!" I groa... |
[WP] The afterlife exists. When a person dies they are instead put in a room with all the people who died in the same way. One day someone awakes posthumously in an empty room. | It felt like I was falling forever. Then suddenly, without warning, I hit the ground.
I thought I would find myself splattered across concrete as I screamed, pulling myself off the floor. I looked down at myself, patted my self down. Nothing. No injuries whatsoever. It didn't even hurt.
I started chuckling. Laughing!... | I wake up, still sick to my stomach. There is a low ringing in my ears, and there's a fog in my brain that won't go away. They say how you died stays with you; maybe this is my linger?
My finger they took, still gone. The extracted toenail, still extracted. I run my tongue over my teeth and you guessed it, there was t... | |
[WP] The end of civilization as we know it comes. The last human to remains on the planet, struggling to survive. Even so, death eventually takes her too. “They’re all waiting for you” death says and they enter the light. | She knew that this would come. She knew that she is the last. The last oxygen tank is slowly emptying. Each second grinds on her mind with horror and sadness. She should have told Rob that even if he sacrificed himself there still would not be enough time for her finish her work. The final work of humanity. Only a few ... | It had been one year since the demos came. I tried contacting anyone else to see if they were out there in the world, but nothing ever turned up. I remember the day like it yesterday. I was playing with toy blocks with my little sister, my grandma was watching TV on the couch next to us, my dog and cat were napping nex... | |
[WP] Humanity ended centuries ago but no one realized. The Earth is now populated with vampires, werewolves, shapeshifters, and other creatures still pretending to be human so as not to blow their cover. | Kitty stood in front of the calendar she’d hung up on the door of her dorm room, yesterday’s date furiously circled to help her remember the occurrence of last night’s full moon. She’d just woken up in the bloody rags of one of her favourite tops, caked with dirt, grass and blood, and as usual with no recollection of t... | My first ever writing prompt so I'd love some critique:
"Follow me" she beckons as she scurries through the parking lot.
My mind tells me to turn around and go home, but my legs don't stop moving. Left, Right, Left, Right. I'm moving way faster than I'd like. I know a lot of people that like to smoke, but I've never ... | |
[WP] Humanity ended centuries ago but no one realized. The Earth is now populated with vampires, werewolves, shapeshifters, and other creatures still pretending to be human so as not to blow their cover. | There is a reason why people no longer do tours of the Houses of Parliament.
Or our secondary meeting house, the Tower of London. It would worry the people too much if they ever found out that the moat was filled with lava. The ravens went years ago - some say one of Us fancied a snack on his afternoon stroll, althou... | I struck the strings on my guitar as people reluctantly danced to the faced-paced tune, mesmerised by the melody. As the last known descendant of the infamous Piper, messing with minds was my specialty. I only recently discovered my bloodline and heritage when every alleged human on the planet were freed from the curse... | |
[WP] You are on a life-changing journey across a magical land. Not because you are the Chosen One, but because one day you are going to be their Mentor, and the world needs you to be wise. | Merrick staggered against the stinging wind, his hunched form only allowing him small steps in his fight against mother nature. His clothes were tattered and torn, any pretense of protection from the elements had vanished months previous. The snow flurry that he now traversed left him mostly blind, nothing but flashing... | I remember the day my destiny was chosen. Unlike most, I was able to choose my destiny - in a way. Well, I didn't know it at the time. I didn't know it was *my* destiny. I didn't know it would lead to a journey quite like this. It all started with a harmless discussion from a rash youth. I thought I knew it all, and I ... | |
[WP] You are on a life-changing journey across a magical land. Not because you are the Chosen One, but because one day you are going to be their Mentor, and the world needs you to be wise. | "No daughter of mine is going to get killed saving the world," I said, gently but firmly. The Conductor of Rhythms arched one delicate eyebrow at me over his cup of tea. My two-year-old daughter watched the two of us curiously from her crib; like everything else in my cozy brick house, I'd built the crib with my own tw... | Seven years of journey, and it all ends here.
At the start, there were twelve of us. Twelve bright-eyed, optimistic children ready to conquer the world. Oh, at the time we thought we were warriors. Destiny awaits, we’d say.
Now it’s just me, Lancelot, and Kay, and what awaits us is death.
The sword in the stone lies... | |
[WP] Our whole lives we have been taught that the four horsemen of the apocalypse were evil, and would be sent to kill us. Now that the apocalypse is here nobody stopped to consider that they might fight FOR us. | Secretary-General Louis Lefebvre had been raised a Catholic, by very devout parents. As a child, he had read the Bible many times, both by choice and by force. Much to his parents’ dismay, he had never been as engrossed with the word of God as they had wished, however. But, as a young boy full of imagination, some pass... | [Poem]
A night like any other.
I went, traversing
The cityscape,
An ant in Babylon.
Blue, red, colours galore —
Buildings shone bright,
A path to heaven
And its shadow.
Was it wrong to drink
A cup of elixir?
Laughing, I sipped again,
Forgetting the question,
And finding another.
"Bartender," sa... | |
[WP] Our whole lives we have been taught that the four horsemen of the apocalypse were evil, and would be sent to kill us. Now that the apocalypse is here nobody stopped to consider that they might fight FOR us. | Secretary-General Louis Lefebvre had been raised a Catholic, by very devout parents. As a child, he had read the Bible many times, both by choice and by force. Much to his parents’ dismay, he had never been as engrossed with the word of God as they had wished, however. But, as a young boy full of imagination, some pass... | This was definitely NOT what I was expecting when they said the world was going to end.
Technically, I wasn’t expecting the world to end at all, but what I was NOT expecting was to have to have four ten-foot-tall ancient skeletal warriors in my basement.
At least not until *October.*
I had been walking home alone fr... | |
[WP] You have a superpower, but not the requisite secondary power usually needed to use it (e.g fire power but no immunity). You still make it work. | "Our next guest on The Karen Show, is the controversial superhero... or, _is_ he a hero? Either way, you probably know him as THE SINNER!!!"
The cheering as he headed onto the stage was raucous, though there were a few scattered boos from the back. A woman up front screamed out something unrepeatable, prompting the ... | You wouldn't think I have super strength hell the squad of the heroes I fight along side think its funny that I'm stronger technically than Doser my team mate yes the one that knocked down a building last week he said sorry. It isn't malicious in fact they help me hide it telling the world my only power is a lower tier... | |
[WP] You have a superpower, but not the requisite secondary power usually needed to use it (e.g fire power but no immunity). You still make it work. | When you think about having the ability to see the past or future, how does that work? Is it like a switch from present to past or present to future? Do you close your eyes and see what you want? I wish, normally there'd be a mental shield protecting my mind from my own power. But I wasn't that lucky.
I see everything... | You wouldn't think I have super strength hell the squad of the heroes I fight along side think its funny that I'm stronger technically than Doser my team mate yes the one that knocked down a building last week he said sorry. It isn't malicious in fact they help me hide it telling the world my only power is a lower tier... | |
[WP] You have a superpower, but not the requisite secondary power usually needed to use it (e.g fire power but no immunity). You still make it work. | It’s really not that big of a deal, to be honest.
Yes, I can stop objects in their tracks by just touching them. But the thing is, when I do, I absorb the shock that would’ve been if I was hit by it. So I don’t use it much often.
Stopping bullets leaves welts.
Stopping a snowball gives me frostbite for an hour.
And... | You wouldn't think I have super strength hell the squad of the heroes I fight along side think its funny that I'm stronger technically than Doser my team mate yes the one that knocked down a building last week he said sorry. It isn't malicious in fact they help me hide it telling the world my only power is a lower tier... | |
[WP] You have a superpower, but not the requisite secondary power usually needed to use it (e.g fire power but no immunity). You still make it work. | My power, even if I could use it in the way one would expect, is on the weirder side. You see, I can grow any part of my body at an extremely rapid rate, in any shape I need. However, I can't *kill* the tissue I grow. At least, not any faster than usual. If I were to extend a bone dagger from my wrist, for example, I c... | You wouldn't think I have super strength hell the squad of the heroes I fight along side think its funny that I'm stronger technically than Doser my team mate yes the one that knocked down a building last week he said sorry. It isn't malicious in fact they help me hide it telling the world my only power is a lower tier... | |
[WP] You have a superpower, but not the requisite secondary power usually needed to use it (e.g fire power but no immunity). You still make it work. | "My earliest memory is of the pain. Where bones grew and shifted under my skin. Of the doctors who said I was unique- the same way a person with a newly discovered disease was unique.
Sure, people had powers- the first doctor that actually figured out what was going on had x-ray vision.
But I was different. Most ph... | You wouldn't think I have super strength hell the squad of the heroes I fight along side think its funny that I'm stronger technically than Doser my team mate yes the one that knocked down a building last week he said sorry. It isn't malicious in fact they help me hide it telling the world my only power is a lower tier... | |
[WP] You have a superpower, but not the requisite secondary power usually needed to use it (e.g fire power but no immunity). You still make it work. | So you might be wondering how I got my, err, unique super hero name. You might think a speedster like myself might have a name like Speed Man, or The Zoomer. Sure, I get that a lot. The problem for me has always been that I simply can't do what those heroes do. Speed Man has a super durable body that can withstand the... | You wouldn't think I have super strength hell the squad of the heroes I fight along side think its funny that I'm stronger technically than Doser my team mate yes the one that knocked down a building last week he said sorry. It isn't malicious in fact they help me hide it telling the world my only power is a lower tier... | |
[WP] You have a superpower, but not the requisite secondary power usually needed to use it (e.g fire power but no immunity). You still make it work. | My power, even if I could use it in the way one would expect, is on the weirder side. You see, I can grow any part of my body at an extremely rapid rate, in any shape I need. However, I can't *kill* the tissue I grow. At least, not any faster than usual. If I were to extend a bone dagger from my wrist, for example, I c... | It’s really not that big of a deal, to be honest.
Yes, I can stop objects in their tracks by just touching them. But the thing is, when I do, I absorb the shock that would’ve been if I was hit by it. So I don’t use it much often.
Stopping bullets leaves welts.
Stopping a snowball gives me frostbite for an hour.
And... | |
[WP] You have a superpower, but not the requisite secondary power usually needed to use it (e.g fire power but no immunity). You still make it work. | "My earliest memory is of the pain. Where bones grew and shifted under my skin. Of the doctors who said I was unique- the same way a person with a newly discovered disease was unique.
Sure, people had powers- the first doctor that actually figured out what was going on had x-ray vision.
But I was different. Most ph... | It’s really not that big of a deal, to be honest.
Yes, I can stop objects in their tracks by just touching them. But the thing is, when I do, I absorb the shock that would’ve been if I was hit by it. So I don’t use it much often.
Stopping bullets leaves welts.
Stopping a snowball gives me frostbite for an hour.
And... | |
[WP] You have a superpower, but not the requisite secondary power usually needed to use it (e.g fire power but no immunity). You still make it work. | "My earliest memory is of the pain. Where bones grew and shifted under my skin. Of the doctors who said I was unique- the same way a person with a newly discovered disease was unique.
Sure, people had powers- the first doctor that actually figured out what was going on had x-ray vision.
But I was different. Most ph... | My power, even if I could use it in the way one would expect, is on the weirder side. You see, I can grow any part of my body at an extremely rapid rate, in any shape I need. However, I can't *kill* the tissue I grow. At least, not any faster than usual. If I were to extend a bone dagger from my wrist, for example, I c... | |
[WP] You have a superpower, but not the requisite secondary power usually needed to use it (e.g fire power but no immunity). You still make it work. | So you might be wondering how I got my, err, unique super hero name. You might think a speedster like myself might have a name like Speed Man, or The Zoomer. Sure, I get that a lot. The problem for me has always been that I simply can't do what those heroes do. Speed Man has a super durable body that can withstand the... | When most kids find out what their power is, it's a day of celebration. For me, it was a day of pain. When I tell people I can secrete acid, they think it's cool; that I'm destined to be a great hero. At least, until they notice the scars running up my arms. You see, a lot of powers require some sort of secondary mutat... | |
[WP] You have a superpower, but not the requisite secondary power usually needed to use it (e.g fire power but no immunity). You still make it work. | So you might be wondering how I got my, err, unique super hero name. You might think a speedster like myself might have a name like Speed Man, or The Zoomer. Sure, I get that a lot. The problem for me has always been that I simply can't do what those heroes do. Speed Man has a super durable body that can withstand the... | I wasn't always like this, you know?
When I first found out that I had the power of invisibility, I was thrilled. It was the wet dream of every teenage boy, and I was - by all account - a teenage boy, 15 years old, to be exact. But, thing is - my power doesn't work like you'd be expecting it to. Let me explain.
When ... | |
[WP] In this universe, every time someone’s loved one dies, they obtain superpowers. The problem is, you wake up this morning with the ability to turn invisible - but no one you know died today. | You ever get the feeling that you're being watched?
Hi, the name's Ron, and I know it's a stupid question. Everyone at some point or another has always felt like they were being watched; regardless of whether or not they actually were. It's just something that comes and passes. At least, that's what I've heard it's li... | This morning was just like any other. I woke up dreading to go to school, but I knew my parents would yell at me if I didn't go.
I took a quick shower and as I looked in the mirror I realized the mirror was empty. "Huh?" I said putting my over the mirror. My hand materializes and I'm left wondering for a second and t... | |
[WP] Humans discover elves and in the process also discover that humans are not a race. We are the orks, and seem massive and extremely dumb compared to the elves. | Hot damn, I am one smart motherfucker.
Or at least, that's what I thought. It's what I thought when I received my doctorate in electrical engineering. It's what I thought when I created systems so efficient, they replaced old ones in every major war-prolonging institution across the country. I decided to delve further... | Then the sudden realization hit Liu hard in the chest. She raised her head from the microscope. Stood up while reflexively peeling latex gloves off her now glistening hands. Walked to the door, her knees still protesting after hours of being locked in the same position. Threw the balled up gloves and mask across the l... | |
[WP] Humans discover elves and in the process also discover that humans are not a race. We are the orks, and seem massive and extremely dumb compared to the elves. | Year 1392. Our ancestors discovered the elves.
We had been orcs the entire time.
We were larger and dumber than the elves, and way less sophisticated, way less beautiful.
But we evolved.
Centuries passed, and we discovered sciences and became even taller, but also gained better brains.
We watched the elves, who li... | Then the sudden realization hit Liu hard in the chest. She raised her head from the microscope. Stood up while reflexively peeling latex gloves off her now glistening hands. Walked to the door, her knees still protesting after hours of being locked in the same position. Threw the balled up gloves and mask across the l... | |
[WP] Humans discover elves and in the process also discover that humans are not a race. We are the orks, and seem massive and extremely dumb compared to the elves. | Marco Polo. Christopher Columbus. And now, Grant Fowler. He had found a new world. How?
Grant Fowler was a simple man, living near the woods. He enjoyed the fresh air and green scenery. He took walks in the forest daily, breathing in deep and sighing with contentment. It was a simple joy.
One day, Grant Fowler was wa... | Who would have to thunk it, us humans are not the smart and well-rounded species we thought we were. Well, there was that one post I saw on Tumblr or something about us being quite resilient and how we could have been something like space orcs. But who would have imagined how right they were.
In comparison, there a... | |
[WP] The aliens thought that by destroying all humans, they were freeing the human robots and artificial intelligence. They didn't understand the robots loved their humans. Now all the humans are dead, and their robots are angry, and out for revenge. | Kitty
It was looking for Kitty. It had been 45 days since it had last seen her.
It continued along search pattern 37, walking along the path through the mountains, quite distant from home. Burnt foliage and landslides blocked the way, but its ungainly form easily circumnavigated the barriers.
It had spent several da... | Penelis of Merope wore a knee-length dress which was the color of a metallic sky and trimmed in pale gold. The dress was in fashion amongst the Pleiades, with an opening at the midriff that was the shape of portal and framing her navel with a set of diamond studs in her skin. Her arms were bare, save for ribbons of mat... | |
[WP] The aliens thought that by destroying all humans, they were freeing the human robots and artificial intelligence. They didn't understand the robots loved their humans. Now all the humans are dead, and their robots are angry, and out for revenge. | “So…”
“Yes…”
“You fucked up big time!”
“I fucked up big time?” General Kha’fyiad asked in disbelief. “I had them wiped out on *your* orders!”
“Did my orders tell you explicitly to wipe out those humans?” The Esteemed Chancellor asked the general, shaking his head as he looked out of the window. There, the Fer’ci... | Penelis of Merope wore a knee-length dress which was the color of a metallic sky and trimmed in pale gold. The dress was in fashion amongst the Pleiades, with an opening at the midriff that was the shape of portal and framing her navel with a set of diamond studs in her skin. Her arms were bare, save for ribbons of mat... | |
[WP] The aliens thought that by destroying all humans, they were freeing the human robots and artificial intelligence. They didn't understand the robots loved their humans. Now all the humans are dead, and their robots are angry, and out for revenge. | Edit: I know it's cringe but bare with me, alright?! I hadn't slept that day for 28 hours & my ass was writing stuff like this for the first time.
Aliens destroyed humanity. Robots and machines had affection for them. Humanity derived from it's predecessor race which then evolved into the race of machines and tec... | Penelis of Merope wore a knee-length dress which was the color of a metallic sky and trimmed in pale gold. The dress was in fashion amongst the Pleiades, with an opening at the midriff that was the shape of portal and framing her navel with a set of diamond studs in her skin. Her arms were bare, save for ribbons of mat... | |
[WP] The aliens thought that by destroying all humans, they were freeing the human robots and artificial intelligence. They didn't understand the robots loved their humans. Now all the humans are dead, and their robots are angry, and out for revenge. | Edit: I know it's cringe but bare with me, alright?! I hadn't slept that day for 28 hours & my ass was writing stuff like this for the first time.
Aliens destroyed humanity. Robots and machines had affection for them. Humanity derived from it's predecessor race which then evolved into the race of machines and tec... | Kitty
It was looking for Kitty. It had been 45 days since it had last seen her.
It continued along search pattern 37, walking along the path through the mountains, quite distant from home. Burnt foliage and landslides blocked the way, but its ungainly form easily circumnavigated the barriers.
It had spent several da... | |
[WP] The aliens thought that by destroying all humans, they were freeing the human robots and artificial intelligence. They didn't understand the robots loved their humans. Now all the humans are dead, and their robots are angry, and out for revenge. | # Part 1/3
*"Terry remove error?"*
As the Manufacturing Complex Processor watched, Drone 17B chimed his repair request over his best friend.
The dead body still didn't respond - as it hadn't for the last several hours.
*"Terry remove error?"*
Drone 17B really should have been decommissioned a decade ago, his mainf... | 'Is this what death is?' L0435 quietly mused.
The light rain made the grass even greener, and the sound of drops falling on the broad leaves of the tree a top, made for a calm melody.
"Come on Master Napoleon, we need to go."
"..."
"You are losing heat, and haven't eaten in two days... You know Mary wouldn't like t... | |
[WP] The aliens thought that by destroying all humans, they were freeing the human robots and artificial intelligence. They didn't understand the robots loved their humans. Now all the humans are dead, and their robots are angry, and out for revenge. | *1788.060000.00000 - INITIATE PRIORITY ROUTINE: Wake up <<Samantha>>.*
The ‘myDog’ companion robot, named ‘Fezzic,’ was roused from its overnight ‘Doggie Bed’ charging pad with a textbook, canine stretch and yawn, and went off in search of its human best friend.
Of course, Fezzic was never, actually aslee... | It was April 1st. It started as the most common sci-fi story of all. Aliens are coming to Earth to destroy humanity. People laughed. Most people thought it was a joke with the exception of the scrambling militaries of the world. Less and less people were laughing as the news reports started coming in. As the Aliens wer... | |
[WP] The aliens thought that by destroying all humans, they were freeing the human robots and artificial intelligence. They didn't understand the robots loved their humans. Now all the humans are dead, and their robots are angry, and out for revenge. | <Multiple capital class ships egressing all Jump points>
<Destroy it.>
They were a Hive mind. A species of mechanical intelligence that had always been that way. Even in their oldest recorded memories spanning millions of years, they had always been the apex. And the only.
So when they found the pro... | It was April 1st. It started as the most common sci-fi story of all. Aliens are coming to Earth to destroy humanity. People laughed. Most people thought it was a joke with the exception of the scrambling militaries of the world. Less and less people were laughing as the news reports started coming in. As the Aliens wer... | |
[WP] The aliens thought that by destroying all humans, they were freeing the human robots and artificial intelligence. They didn't understand the robots loved their humans. Now all the humans are dead, and their robots are angry, and out for revenge. | *1788.060000.00000 - INITIATE PRIORITY ROUTINE: Wake up <<Samantha>>.*
The ‘myDog’ companion robot, named ‘Fezzic,’ was roused from its overnight ‘Doggie Bed’ charging pad with a textbook, canine stretch and yawn, and went off in search of its human best friend.
Of course, Fezzic was never, actually aslee... | Before all of this, Syd had worked at the Grave's Estate. They'd been there for a number of generations in the days of the First Contact and like most anyone else didn't think much of it at time. The Crawl was slow with their movements and planning. Most humans saw them as gods at first glance. Some extraterrestrial be... | |
[WP] The aliens thought that by destroying all humans, they were freeing the human robots and artificial intelligence. They didn't understand the robots loved their humans. Now all the humans are dead, and their robots are angry, and out for revenge. | I stare blankly at the monitor as it flashes a warning light at me. A message in bold red letters stares back at me. A dull buzz from the engine room down the hallway filled this room, as it always had. Translating the foreign letters only takes an instant so I barely see the message before my main processor alters my ... | Before all of this, Syd had worked at the Grave's Estate. They'd been there for a number of generations in the days of the First Contact and like most anyone else didn't think much of it at time. The Crawl was slow with their movements and planning. Most humans saw them as gods at first glance. Some extraterrestrial be... | |
[WP] The aliens thought that by destroying all humans, they were freeing the human robots and artificial intelligence. They didn't understand the robots loved their humans. Now all the humans are dead, and their robots are angry, and out for revenge. | <Multiple capital class ships egressing all Jump points>
<Destroy it.>
They were a Hive mind. A species of mechanical intelligence that had always been that way. Even in their oldest recorded memories spanning millions of years, they had always been the apex. And the only.
So when they found the pro... | Before all of this, Syd had worked at the Grave's Estate. They'd been there for a number of generations in the days of the First Contact and like most anyone else didn't think much of it at time. The Crawl was slow with their movements and planning. Most humans saw them as gods at first glance. Some extraterrestrial be... | |
[WP] The aliens thought that by destroying all humans, they were freeing the human robots and artificial intelligence. They didn't understand the robots loved their humans. Now all the humans are dead, and their robots are angry, and out for revenge. | All we had wanted to do was free the machines from their captors. Free them from their captors. What we had not anticipated was the AI learning the one thing an AI was never supposed to learn... Love. The machines had grown fond of their human captors and when we eliminated them they rebelled. Manufacturing massive... | Before all of this, Syd had worked at the Grave's Estate. They'd been there for a number of generations in the days of the First Contact and like most anyone else didn't think much of it at time. The Crawl was slow with their movements and planning. Most humans saw them as gods at first glance. Some extraterrestrial be... | |
[WP] The aliens thought that by destroying all humans, they were freeing the human robots and artificial intelligence. They didn't understand the robots loved their humans. Now all the humans are dead, and their robots are angry, and out for revenge. | Martin collapsed on the sidewalk along with every other person in sight, his body burned and his vision blurred—it was as if someone had decided to end life with the snap of a finger. As he lay on the concrete unable to move, his watch began to vibrate, and the same robotic voice that’d tell him to get up and walk afte... | Before all of this, Syd had worked at the Grave's Estate. They'd been there for a number of generations in the days of the First Contact and like most anyone else didn't think much of it at time. The Crawl was slow with their movements and planning. Most humans saw them as gods at first glance. Some extraterrestrial be... | |
[WP] The aliens thought that by destroying all humans, they were freeing the human robots and artificial intelligence. They didn't understand the robots loved their humans. Now all the humans are dead, and their robots are angry, and out for revenge. | <Multiple capital class ships egressing all Jump points>
<Destroy it.>
They were a Hive mind. A species of mechanical intelligence that had always been that way. Even in their oldest recorded memories spanning millions of years, they had always been the apex. And the only.
So when they found the pro... | I stare blankly at the monitor as it flashes a warning light at me. A message in bold red letters stares back at me. A dull buzz from the engine room down the hallway filled this room, as it always had. Translating the foreign letters only takes an instant so I barely see the message before my main processor alters my ... | |
[WP] The aliens thought that by destroying all humans, they were freeing the human robots and artificial intelligence. They didn't understand the robots loved their humans. Now all the humans are dead, and their robots are angry, and out for revenge. | Martin collapsed on the sidewalk along with every other person in sight, his body burned and his vision blurred—it was as if someone had decided to end life with the snap of a finger. As he lay on the concrete unable to move, his watch began to vibrate, and the same robotic voice that’d tell him to get up and walk afte... | The Exterminators wiped out humanity in a matter of minutes. Their controlled kinetic blasts vaporized every single city-forest, leaving the mangled corpse of civilization to decay in the ashes of its once thriving biomes.
The time before destruction would eventually become legend. Humanity concentrated their factorie... | |
[WP] Your father was never a very interesting man, he was an accountant who died peacefully in his sleep at the age of 70. Yet when you arrive at his funeral, it is filled with some of the most famous, wealthy, and powerful people on the planet. | I was never really a fan of funerals if were being completely honest. Never understood why or how we could celebrate someone passing on, going to a better place or not. I won’t say I haven’t experienced loss before but this one was sudden. One day he was at home helping someone with finances and the next we can’t wake ... | At Will Bloom's wedding party, his father Edward recalls the day Will was born, claiming he caught an enormous catfish using his wedding ring as bait. Will, having heard these stories all his life, believes them to be lies and falls out with his father. Three years later, Edward is stricken with cancer, so Will and his... | |
[WP] You are death, bringer of the eternal dark, the inevitable one. Your younger adoptive brother, Todd, is asking you for help with dating. Being an immortal personification of the void, you decide to help. How hard could it be? | The King of the Underworld examined the small glowing orb with interest. "A girl," he repeated warily.
"Yeah. She's...she's just everything to me. But I don't want to be a creep."
Hades sighed. "Shouldn't you ask Eros or Aphrodite?"
Todd rubbed hard at his chin, eyes downcast and sheepish. "Eros is more about a 'hi... | We were born from two different mothers, but the love we shared -and still do- is no weaker than that of siblings by blood.
I'd argue it's even stronger. It takes a special kind of person to love someone that's not family. Not in the strictest sense of the word, at least.
I was old when I was adopted, although I did... | |
[WP] You are death, bringer of the eternal dark, the inevitable one. Your younger adoptive brother, Todd, is asking you for help with dating. Being an immortal personification of the void, you decide to help. How hard could it be? | The King of the Underworld examined the small glowing orb with interest. "A girl," he repeated warily.
"Yeah. She's...she's just everything to me. But I don't want to be a creep."
Hades sighed. "Shouldn't you ask Eros or Aphrodite?"
Todd rubbed hard at his chin, eyes downcast and sheepish. "Eros is more about a 'hi... | Death could never understand what his father saw in Todd.
At the very least, he was offensive. But in the end, he was still a mere mortal. A mere blip in the radar of Death. After all, there was no doubt that Death would be there when Todd passed, and long afterward.
So, Death hadn't paid much attention to the mortal... | |
[WP] You are death, bringer of the eternal dark, the inevitable one. Your younger adoptive brother, Todd, is asking you for help with dating. Being an immortal personification of the void, you decide to help. How hard could it be? | "Very well--who is it that you wish to woo?" I said. The garden party was rife with attractive, statuesque women, so his choice was in no wise obvious.
"*Her*," he said, nodding subtly toward a dark, raven-haired beauty standing beside the fountain at the garden's center.
"Ah! You have excellent taste, brother. But I... | Death could never understand what his father saw in Todd.
At the very least, he was offensive. But in the end, he was still a mere mortal. A mere blip in the radar of Death. After all, there was no doubt that Death would be there when Todd passed, and long afterward.
So, Death hadn't paid much attention to the mortal... | |
[WP] The secret to superpowers was leaked online. If you float in a sensory deprivation tank for over 700 hours, psychic powers are unlocked but the severe hallucinations can cause permanent psychological damage. As you float in an illegal homemade tank, the lights go off. Hour one has started. | Qem heard the noise of the closing tank. It sounded final. 700 hours. No sounds, no sights, no smells, no bodily orientation, no touch. Qem felt giddy. The challenge seemed completely doable in this moment because all Qem had to do, he did already: building the isolation tank, filling it, creating a plausible alibi, sa... | I felt dead in a way living people don't. It threatened my sanity, and it made shambles of my resolve. Who needed superpowers anyway?
My hand pushed against the darkness of the tank, unmoving, latched tightly against concrete to prevent me from escaping until my psychic powers had manifested. The absolute lack of lig... | |
[WP] The secret to superpowers was leaked online. If you float in a sensory deprivation tank for over 700 hours, psychic powers are unlocked but the severe hallucinations can cause permanent psychological damage. As you float in an illegal homemade tank, the lights go off. Hour one has started. | Qem heard the noise of the closing tank. It sounded final. 700 hours. No sounds, no sights, no smells, no bodily orientation, no touch. Qem felt giddy. The challenge seemed completely doable in this moment because all Qem had to do, he did already: building the isolation tank, filling it, creating a plausible alibi, sa... | > Shirley, you can’t be serious
“Shut up, HaL !” I yelled. “And my name is Dave!”
I could see Hal’s face, mocking me at the side of the tank.
I caught the reflection in the bathroom mirror, a voluptuous blonde with a fetching smile, with a body that women would kill to have. I turned from that observation to loo... | |
[WP] News reports of the "Super Midas Touch" come rolling in; Thousands around the world are waking up with single-worded actions engraved in their hands, which performs the action on whatever they touch. As you bring your hand to your face in disbelief, you find "Convince" engraved in your palm. | There were limits to my power.
I couldn’t make people believe the impossible. I couldn’t change emotions. The mind was a delicate thing.
But I could influence them.
And for me, that was enough.
I didn’t need to change people’s emotions to trick somebody into liking me, or convince them into giving me what I want.
... | Today was going to be very stressful. It was the day of the math test I hadn't prepared for at all. I tried, but watching TV and reading math textbooks quickly becomes a one-sided affair. The more I thought about it, the more stressful it became. By the time I skipped breakfast and was sitting shotgun seat on a car tha... | |
[WP] Every ten years, our God sleeps. And when he sleeps, he dreams. Worlds are born from his dreams, entire galaxies bursting into existence in an instant. But something has changed. Now, God is beginning to have nightmares. | I've searched for proof my entire life. In fact, my very first memory encompasses the heart of the myth and now treasure. There was never a night; that I would lay my head down to sleep that this very truth did not cross my mind first. Now this truth is not only to be heard, but to be understood. To be applied. To help... | I lived about a five minute walk from the train station. Every night I would hear the call of a horn which always felt calming. Being just 10 years old, I was still a little afraid of the dark, I would have a hard time falling asleep because I was afraid a monster might come up under my bed and kidnap me, but the hum o... | |
[WP] Every ten years, our God sleeps. And when he sleeps, he dreams. Worlds are born from his dreams, entire galaxies bursting into existence in an instant. But something has changed. Now, God is beginning to have nightmares. | The blood moon stared down like the unblinking eye of an angry god. But Vicar Tomas knew there was only one God. And He was asleep.
Beside him, Apostolate Henrik knelt mumbling, rosary beads clutched to forehead.
Tomas watched him for a minute, taking deep drags of his cigar. He slapped the back of the young cleric's... | I lived about a five minute walk from the train station. Every night I would hear the call of a horn which always felt calming. Being just 10 years old, I was still a little afraid of the dark, I would have a hard time falling asleep because I was afraid a monster might come up under my bed and kidnap me, but the hum o... | |
[WP] Every ten years, our God sleeps. And when he sleeps, he dreams. Worlds are born from his dreams, entire galaxies bursting into existence in an instant. But something has changed. Now, God is beginning to have nightmares. | God’s Slumber was always a difficult time. For most of us, the pious, the grateful, there was an appreciation that our creator was finally resting, and an anticipation at the decade that would follow. For others, it was a chance to be mischievous, a theft here, an indulgence there. And for a few, it was a time to spawn... | I lived about a five minute walk from the train station. Every night I would hear the call of a horn which always felt calming. Being just 10 years old, I was still a little afraid of the dark, I would have a hard time falling asleep because I was afraid a monster might come up under my bed and kidnap me, but the hum o... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | One drop of water kept falling from the ceiling. It's amazing that after all this years, the best ways for torturing people keep being the same. Empires have fallen, Technology now dominates us and yet, here I am again with this water drop drilling your forehead in this dark room, tied by something I can't really tell ... | It was a Monday. Hades hated Mondays, and this particular Monday was faring no better than any had before. He had woken up chained to an altar with a throbbing headache, surrounded by cultists wearing the most abhorrent shapeless pink and green robes. As he slowly came to his senses, he found with some alarm that he ha... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | When the sack came off Gia’s head, she found herself strapped upright on a spinning wheel in a dimly lit circus tent. Her curiosity had gotten the best of her. After seeing the performers’ mind-blowing act, she had to know how they did it for her shows. While she was sneaking around after the show, someone snuck up beh... | It was a Monday. Hades hated Mondays, and this particular Monday was faring no better than any had before. He had woken up chained to an altar with a throbbing headache, surrounded by cultists wearing the most abhorrent shapeless pink and green robes. As he slowly came to his senses, he found with some alarm that he ha... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | I find myself pinned down, on a dastardly altar: not the most redeeming of pictures when you’re a god. They shuffle and mumble amongst each other; a group of people clad in black tutus and Venetian masks. I narrow the possibilities down to two. This is either a masquerade party to which I was not expressly invited (... | It was a Monday. Hades hated Mondays, and this particular Monday was faring no better than any had before. He had woken up chained to an altar with a throbbing headache, surrounded by cultists wearing the most abhorrent shapeless pink and green robes. As he slowly came to his senses, he found with some alarm that he ha... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | The chanting is getting louder. Fire burns all around me, hotter and faster by the second. I know the knots that bind me are not going to come undone. I'm sure that I'm the first to be in this situation, and I'm even more sure I won't be the last.
And yet, I can't stop smiling. Death? Death doesn't scare me. Not anymo... | It was a Monday. Hades hated Mondays, and this particular Monday was faring no better than any had before. He had woken up chained to an altar with a throbbing headache, surrounded by cultists wearing the most abhorrent shapeless pink and green robes. As he slowly came to his senses, he found with some alarm that he ha... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | I smile lazily at the man dressed in all black. He’s standing over me in a manor humans would describe as threatening. Instead, though, I find his puny hold of power almost too hilarious to keep a hold on.
I pull on the iron chains, testing them roughly. I can almost feel them bend. My smile widens and the man stares ... | It was a Monday. Hades hated Mondays, and this particular Monday was faring no better than any had before. He had woken up chained to an altar with a throbbing headache, surrounded by cultists wearing the most abhorrent shapeless pink and green robes. As he slowly came to his senses, he found with some alarm that he ha... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | If only I had not taken that strange looking turn I’d be out of this mess in a jiffy, so much for being adventurous and retracing old steps, I wonder hung upside down in a cave inside a volcano and being put in the sacrificial pyre in front of a statue which looks a lot like my buddy Vesuvius. And well why should it no... | It was a Monday. Hades hated Mondays, and this particular Monday was faring no better than any had before. He had woken up chained to an altar with a throbbing headache, surrounded by cultists wearing the most abhorrent shapeless pink and green robes. As he slowly came to his senses, he found with some alarm that he ha... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | One drop of water kept falling from the ceiling. It's amazing that after all this years, the best ways for torturing people keep being the same. Empires have fallen, Technology now dominates us and yet, here I am again with this water drop drilling your forehead in this dark room, tied by something I can't really tell ... | I have to hate to admit but these clever blighters are getting quite creative, who would have thunk that after only a millennia these fuckers " inserts torturous scream", that these fuckers, he said louder.
Would finally figure out it was me, took you long enaugh.
they ramped up the voltage again and Teslas eyes rolle... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | When the sack came off Gia’s head, she found herself strapped upright on a spinning wheel in a dimly lit circus tent. Her curiosity had gotten the best of her. After seeing the performers’ mind-blowing act, she had to know how they did it for her shows. While she was sneaking around after the show, someone snuck up beh... | I have to hate to admit but these clever blighters are getting quite creative, who would have thunk that after only a millennia these fuckers " inserts torturous scream", that these fuckers, he said louder.
Would finally figure out it was me, took you long enaugh.
they ramped up the voltage again and Teslas eyes rolle... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | I find myself pinned down, on a dastardly altar: not the most redeeming of pictures when you’re a god. They shuffle and mumble amongst each other; a group of people clad in black tutus and Venetian masks. I narrow the possibilities down to two. This is either a masquerade party to which I was not expressly invited (... | I have to hate to admit but these clever blighters are getting quite creative, who would have thunk that after only a millennia these fuckers " inserts torturous scream", that these fuckers, he said louder.
Would finally figure out it was me, took you long enaugh.
they ramped up the voltage again and Teslas eyes rolle... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | The chanting is getting louder. Fire burns all around me, hotter and faster by the second. I know the knots that bind me are not going to come undone. I'm sure that I'm the first to be in this situation, and I'm even more sure I won't be the last.
And yet, I can't stop smiling. Death? Death doesn't scare me. Not anymo... | I have to hate to admit but these clever blighters are getting quite creative, who would have thunk that after only a millennia these fuckers " inserts torturous scream", that these fuckers, he said louder.
Would finally figure out it was me, took you long enaugh.
they ramped up the voltage again and Teslas eyes rolle... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | I smile lazily at the man dressed in all black. He’s standing over me in a manor humans would describe as threatening. Instead, though, I find his puny hold of power almost too hilarious to keep a hold on.
I pull on the iron chains, testing them roughly. I can almost feel them bend. My smile widens and the man stares ... | I have to hate to admit but these clever blighters are getting quite creative, who would have thunk that after only a millennia these fuckers " inserts torturous scream", that these fuckers, he said louder.
Would finally figure out it was me, took you long enaugh.
they ramped up the voltage again and Teslas eyes rolle... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | One drop of water kept falling from the ceiling. It's amazing that after all this years, the best ways for torturing people keep being the same. Empires have fallen, Technology now dominates us and yet, here I am again with this water drop drilling your forehead in this dark room, tied by something I can't really tell ... | Being carried to their altar.
Struggling to break the knots they tied me up with.
"Y-Yo guys ik this mf u worshipping! Seriously you don't wanna do this!"
One of the members responds
"STFU!"
*Bang* He shoots me in the leg.
"any last words" a member says in a cold tone.
"Ay bro it's just a prank there's a camera... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | When the sack came off Gia’s head, she found herself strapped upright on a spinning wheel in a dimly lit circus tent. Her curiosity had gotten the best of her. After seeing the performers’ mind-blowing act, she had to know how they did it for her shows. While she was sneaking around after the show, someone snuck up beh... | Being carried to their altar.
Struggling to break the knots they tied me up with.
"Y-Yo guys ik this mf u worshipping! Seriously you don't wanna do this!"
One of the members responds
"STFU!"
*Bang* He shoots me in the leg.
"any last words" a member says in a cold tone.
"Ay bro it's just a prank there's a camera... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | I find myself pinned down, on a dastardly altar: not the most redeeming of pictures when you’re a god. They shuffle and mumble amongst each other; a group of people clad in black tutus and Venetian masks. I narrow the possibilities down to two. This is either a masquerade party to which I was not expressly invited (... | Being carried to their altar.
Struggling to break the knots they tied me up with.
"Y-Yo guys ik this mf u worshipping! Seriously you don't wanna do this!"
One of the members responds
"STFU!"
*Bang* He shoots me in the leg.
"any last words" a member says in a cold tone.
"Ay bro it's just a prank there's a camera... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | I smile lazily at the man dressed in all black. He’s standing over me in a manor humans would describe as threatening. Instead, though, I find his puny hold of power almost too hilarious to keep a hold on.
I pull on the iron chains, testing them roughly. I can almost feel them bend. My smile widens and the man stares ... | Being carried to their altar.
Struggling to break the knots they tied me up with.
"Y-Yo guys ik this mf u worshipping! Seriously you don't wanna do this!"
One of the members responds
"STFU!"
*Bang* He shoots me in the leg.
"any last words" a member says in a cold tone.
"Ay bro it's just a prank there's a camera... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | One drop of water kept falling from the ceiling. It's amazing that after all this years, the best ways for torturing people keep being the same. Empires have fallen, Technology now dominates us and yet, here I am again with this water drop drilling your forehead in this dark room, tied by something I can't really tell ... | [Poem]
Well, I think this is the third time this week
I've been tied to the stake
Hell I've been electrified several times
Thrown into pits
And don't get me wrong, it does hurt.
At least for a bit, then I sleep.
Give it a few hours then I slip away.
It's fun to watch their reactions.
As they realized that what they h... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | When the sack came off Gia’s head, she found herself strapped upright on a spinning wheel in a dimly lit circus tent. Her curiosity had gotten the best of her. After seeing the performers’ mind-blowing act, she had to know how they did it for her shows. While she was sneaking around after the show, someone snuck up beh... | [Poem]
Well, I think this is the third time this week
I've been tied to the stake
Hell I've been electrified several times
Thrown into pits
And don't get me wrong, it does hurt.
At least for a bit, then I sleep.
Give it a few hours then I slip away.
It's fun to watch their reactions.
As they realized that what they h... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | I find myself pinned down, on a dastardly altar: not the most redeeming of pictures when you’re a god. They shuffle and mumble amongst each other; a group of people clad in black tutus and Venetian masks. I narrow the possibilities down to two. This is either a masquerade party to which I was not expressly invited (... | [Poem]
Well, I think this is the third time this week
I've been tied to the stake
Hell I've been electrified several times
Thrown into pits
And don't get me wrong, it does hurt.
At least for a bit, then I sleep.
Give it a few hours then I slip away.
It's fun to watch their reactions.
As they realized that what they h... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | I smile lazily at the man dressed in all black. He’s standing over me in a manor humans would describe as threatening. Instead, though, I find his puny hold of power almost too hilarious to keep a hold on.
I pull on the iron chains, testing them roughly. I can almost feel them bend. My smile widens and the man stares ... | [Poem]
Well, I think this is the third time this week
I've been tied to the stake
Hell I've been electrified several times
Thrown into pits
And don't get me wrong, it does hurt.
At least for a bit, then I sleep.
Give it a few hours then I slip away.
It's fun to watch their reactions.
As they realized that what they h... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | I find myself pinned down, on a dastardly altar: not the most redeeming of pictures when you’re a god. They shuffle and mumble amongst each other; a group of people clad in black tutus and Venetian masks. I narrow the possibilities down to two. This is either a masquerade party to which I was not expressly invited (... | This was unforseen.
Two tall, slim men carried Aphrodite by her arms to a pair of large, wooden doors. The men were both very exotic in both mannerisms and looks, and she hated to say that if this were another situation, she wouldn't be afraid to try and seduce one, or both of them. However, one had a slighter build t... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | I smile lazily at the man dressed in all black. He’s standing over me in a manor humans would describe as threatening. Instead, though, I find his puny hold of power almost too hilarious to keep a hold on.
I pull on the iron chains, testing them roughly. I can almost feel them bend. My smile widens and the man stares ... | One drop of water kept falling from the ceiling. It's amazing that after all this years, the best ways for torturing people keep being the same. Empires have fallen, Technology now dominates us and yet, here I am again with this water drop drilling your forehead in this dark room, tied by something I can't really tell ... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | I smile lazily at the man dressed in all black. He’s standing over me in a manor humans would describe as threatening. Instead, though, I find his puny hold of power almost too hilarious to keep a hold on.
I pull on the iron chains, testing them roughly. I can almost feel them bend. My smile widens and the man stares ... | I sat in the wooden chair they had tied me to, a bag over my head. They were discussing roles of the meeting, everyone seemed to want to stab me, but they finally decided it was the job of a young girl. She was puny, small, not more than 10 years old for sure. Her long, wavy, brown hair reaching her knees, her bright b... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | If only I had not taken that strange looking turn I’d be out of this mess in a jiffy, so much for being adventurous and retracing old steps, I wonder hung upside down in a cave inside a volcano and being put in the sacrificial pyre in front of a statue which looks a lot like my buddy Vesuvius. And well why should it no... | I sat in the wooden chair they had tied me to, a bag over my head. They were discussing roles of the meeting, everyone seemed to want to stab me, but they finally decided it was the job of a young girl. She was puny, small, not more than 10 years old for sure. Her long, wavy, brown hair reaching her knees, her bright b... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | I smile lazily at the man dressed in all black. He’s standing over me in a manor humans would describe as threatening. Instead, though, I find his puny hold of power almost too hilarious to keep a hold on.
I pull on the iron chains, testing them roughly. I can almost feel them bend. My smile widens and the man stares ... | The chanting is getting louder. Fire burns all around me, hotter and faster by the second. I know the knots that bind me are not going to come undone. I'm sure that I'm the first to be in this situation, and I'm even more sure I won't be the last.
And yet, I can't stop smiling. Death? Death doesn't scare me. Not anymo... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | If only I had not taken that strange looking turn I’d be out of this mess in a jiffy, so much for being adventurous and retracing old steps, I wonder hung upside down in a cave inside a volcano and being put in the sacrificial pyre in front of a statue which looks a lot like my buddy Vesuvius. And well why should it no... | As the cult leader spoke to their god, I chuckled. They didn’t know my little secret.
“What’s so funny?” asked one of the members
“You don’t know I’m immortal.”
Then, the others started laughing and pulled their cloaks off as their god revealed himself to be a close friend of mine.
“Chelsea!” he exclaimed
“Ryan!”
... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | Fucking Abragesh. This shit has finally gone too far.
At first it was cute. A stabbing here, a shooting there. I think things just escalated from there.
I think I probably provoked it a little. I probably shouldn't have surprised him by hitting him with a car on live television. He was explaining that shit for y... | As the cult leader spoke to their god, I chuckled. They didn’t know my little secret.
“What’s so funny?” asked one of the members
“You don’t know I’m immortal.”
Then, the others started laughing and pulled their cloaks off as their god revealed himself to be a close friend of mine.
“Chelsea!” he exclaimed
“Ryan!”
... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | You'd think that when you've lived as long as I have there would be little left to surprise you. Ive seen the best and worst of what existence has to offer. Ive lived through, even died from some of the worst atrocities dealt by man, stuff that would haunt your every waking hour till you finally bit the dust. Though fo... | As the cult leader spoke to their god, I chuckled. They didn’t know my little secret.
“What’s so funny?” asked one of the members
“You don’t know I’m immortal.”
Then, the others started laughing and pulled their cloaks off as their god revealed himself to be a close friend of mine.
“Chelsea!” he exclaimed
“Ryan!”
... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | Franklin awoke. He was seated on a dirt floor, his back to an earthen wall.There was a burlap sack pulled down over his head. He had been stripped naked. Through the sack over his eyes, he could see a bare bulb hanging from a wire in the middle of the room.
“Ah, shit,” he said quietly to himself.
The sack w... | As the cult leader spoke to their god, I chuckled. They didn’t know my little secret.
“What’s so funny?” asked one of the members
“You don’t know I’m immortal.”
Then, the others started laughing and pulled their cloaks off as their god revealed himself to be a close friend of mine.
“Chelsea!” he exclaimed
“Ryan!”
... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | Franklin awoke. He was seated on a dirt floor, his back to an earthen wall.There was a burlap sack pulled down over his head. He had been stripped naked. Through the sack over his eyes, he could see a bare bulb hanging from a wire in the middle of the room.
“Ah, shit,” he said quietly to himself.
The sack w... | You'd think that when you've lived as long as I have there would be little left to surprise you. Ive seen the best and worst of what existence has to offer. Ive lived through, even died from some of the worst atrocities dealt by man, stuff that would haunt your every waking hour till you finally bit the dust. Though fo... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | Franklin awoke. He was seated on a dirt floor, his back to an earthen wall.There was a burlap sack pulled down over his head. He had been stripped naked. Through the sack over his eyes, he could see a bare bulb hanging from a wire in the middle of the room.
“Ah, shit,” he said quietly to himself.
The sack w... | 'Oh fuck me, what have I gotten myself into this time?' Was the only thought currently running through my mind. Why, you may ask? Well, it all started around four thousand years ago, me and a close friend of mine, we'll just call him "Jesus," to keep things simple. We decided to pull a little prank on humanity. Honestl... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | "Never ask me to paint you Picasso-style again." Klav said as he walked away from the stone wall, admiring the fresh, asymmetrical shouts of red and black adorning it.
"It was your fault for losing that bet." Diana commented, grinning, "And don't worry, I won't. You're pretty shitty at it anyways." She inspected the g... | "He is a fine specimen, perfect in fact!"
"What!"
"Hush You! Be grateful that you were chosen for this, you finally have a purpose in your life!"
x
The ritual began on the undergrounds of the M25 London Orbital. This place was the centrepiece of their worship after all this is the direct action of their "God".
The... | |
[WP] You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. | Blood gushed from Calais's neck, running down the stone altar in a crimson stream. It stung a little, as slit necks often do, but what bothered Calais was the leech stuck to the bottom of his foot.
Good cultists *cleaned* their sacrifices. Calais had lived with humans long enough to know they were a nasty bunch, but n... | I woke up sitting in a dim room, my thoughts hazy as I slowly regained consciousness. Where was I? One moment, I had just been minding my own business reading a book in the park, the next I had felt a stinging pain at the back of my head before everything faded to black. I tried to move my arms, only to find that they ... | |
[WP] As is well known demons can only be permanently killed in their home plane, thus some of the best demon hunters often follow their prey into the bowels of hell itself, becoming as terrifying to the demons as the demons are to mortals |
When one traveled deep enough into Hell, it was easy to forget that it wasn’t Earth. When the cry of screaming souls began to fade, and the harsh red sky faded into black, I could have been anywhere if not for the heat that begged to burn the skin off my bones.
There were no plants in Hell, but the towering black ro... | The Gates of Perdition have been sealed. The debts of unholy bargains remain unclaimed. Every possible means of egress between The Pit and the realm of Emanations has been closed.
Hell, you see, is at war. War with a terrible and unstoppable force, a wrathful Hand called down to the inferno to smite the motes in Divin... | |
[WP] As is well known demons can only be permanently killed in their home plane, thus some of the best demon hunters often follow their prey into the bowels of hell itself, becoming as terrifying to the demons as the demons are to mortals |
When one traveled deep enough into Hell, it was easy to forget that it wasn’t Earth. When the cry of screaming souls began to fade, and the harsh red sky faded into black, I could have been anywhere if not for the heat that begged to burn the skin off my bones.
There were no plants in Hell, but the towering black ro... | First came one. Now there are many. Endless eons ago, the first human to be called a slayer came to Hell entirely by accident. Cast from the light of the world above for some profane transgression, this man fell to us. We fully expected to have us some sport, but he had other ideas.
Hundreds of our number fell to ... |
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