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[WP] You have been wrongly incarcerated, abroad, with a $5M bail. Upon waking you see an old laptop which you discover is set to access just one single website: Google Mail. You must contact the outside world in the desperate hope somebody can help you. Trouble is... You're a Nigerian Prince. | Me Aside:
Sweet, I'll just sign up for an account and email my bro's.
Typing:
Username:..... Awesomeguy.
Computer:
Awesomeguy taken, we suggest Awesomeguy352
Me Aside:
352.... Thats super lame, I know, my birthday!
Typing:
Username: Awesomeguy1989
Computer:
Awesomeguy taken, we suggest Awesomeguy198912
Me Aside... | Dear Anyone in America,
I have been imprisoned against my will and am being forced to spend long hours speaking in person with Edward Snowden. Please free me from my prison. I am having trouble finishing this email because of all the classified documents on this computer its very hard to see the compose box.
Sinc... | |
[WP] You have been wrongly incarcerated, abroad, with a $5M bail. Upon waking you see an old laptop which you discover is set to access just one single website: Google Mail. You must contact the outside world in the desperate hope somebody can help you. Trouble is... You're a Nigerian Prince. | 06/09/2015
Dearest Father,
I am being imprisoned in Burundi on false charges! I do not know why or how, but they have allowed me the use of a computer, despite no access to a phone, lawyer, or consulate!
Several days ago, Prince Naruphti and I were 'sowing our royal oats' in a local village, and the next thing I k... | Dear Anyone in America,
I have been imprisoned against my will and am being forced to spend long hours speaking in person with Edward Snowden. Please free me from my prison. I am having trouble finishing this email because of all the classified documents on this computer its very hard to see the compose box.
Sinc... | |
[WP] You have been wrongly incarcerated, abroad, with a $5M bail. Upon waking you see an old laptop which you discover is set to access just one single website: Google Mail. You must contact the outside world in the desperate hope somebody can help you. Trouble is... You're a Nigerian Prince. | **To: contact@kickstarter.com**
**Cc: contact@huffingtonpost.com, submit@buzzfeed.com**
**From: nigerianprince@gmail.com**
**Subject: Request for Kickstarter campaign**
Dear Kickstarter team,
I understand how this may sound but please hear me out. I am incarcerated in a foreign country for a crime I did not commit... | Dear Anyone in America,
I have been imprisoned against my will and am being forced to spend long hours speaking in person with Edward Snowden. Please free me from my prison. I am having trouble finishing this email because of all the classified documents on this computer its very hard to see the compose box.
Sinc... | |
[WP] You have been wrongly incarcerated, abroad, with a $5M bail. Upon waking you see an old laptop which you discover is set to access just one single website: Google Mail. You must contact the outside world in the desperate hope somebody can help you. Trouble is... You're a Nigerian Prince. | 06/09/2015
Dearest Father,
I am being imprisoned in Burundi on false charges! I do not know why or how, but they have allowed me the use of a computer, despite no access to a phone, lawyer, or consulate!
Several days ago, Prince Naruphti and I were 'sowing our royal oats' in a local village, and the next thing I k... | Dear Dad,
I need five million dollars wired to some people. Here's the address: {info not given in prompt, but must be available if captors actually have "set bail"}
Thanks in advance! See you soon.
Love,
Son
THE END | |
[WP] You have been wrongly incarcerated, abroad, with a $5M bail. Upon waking you see an old laptop which you discover is set to access just one single website: Google Mail. You must contact the outside world in the desperate hope somebody can help you. Trouble is... You're a Nigerian Prince. | Dear Michael Gary Scott,
I heard you help people like me. You're one of the only ones who cares about Nigerian Princes in trouble. Well, unfortunately one needs you. Now. If you spread my story to your coworkers and friends then I shall endow you with endless wealth. Please, I need you. Godspeed.
Cordially,
Sir James... | I awoke, realizing that my affairs after enjoying the professional football contest with my compatriots had ended in a travesty.
I could only catch glimpses of what had happened the night before. All I remember saying was "I want a woman who can arouse my intellect as well as my loins."
After that, there was a dark pla... | |
[WP] You have been wrongly incarcerated, abroad, with a $5M bail. Upon waking you see an old laptop which you discover is set to access just one single website: Google Mail. You must contact the outside world in the desperate hope somebody can help you. Trouble is... You're a Nigerian Prince. | I type quietly and slowly, as not to alert the guards that I was on the computer. I log in and begin typing out my mass email.
"Hello, my good friend! I seem to be in a bit of trouble. You see, I was wrongly convicted of a crime I did not commit. I need 5 million dollars for bail, and I need it quickly. If you could p... | I awoke, realizing that my affairs after enjoying the professional football contest with my compatriots had ended in a travesty.
I could only catch glimpses of what had happened the night before. All I remember saying was "I want a woman who can arouse my intellect as well as my loins."
After that, there was a dark pla... | |
[WP] You have been wrongly incarcerated, abroad, with a $5M bail. Upon waking you see an old laptop which you discover is set to access just one single website: Google Mail. You must contact the outside world in the desperate hope somebody can help you. Trouble is... You're a Nigerian Prince. | Hello Michael Scott,
I am a Nigerian Prince and I have been wrongly accused and I need you to bail me out please. If you do I will repay you greatly when I return to my country.
Sincerely,
The Prince of Nigeria | I awoke, realizing that my affairs after enjoying the professional football contest with my compatriots had ended in a travesty.
I could only catch glimpses of what had happened the night before. All I remember saying was "I want a woman who can arouse my intellect as well as my loins."
After that, there was a dark pla... | |
[WP] You have been wrongly incarcerated, abroad, with a $5M bail. Upon waking you see an old laptop which you discover is set to access just one single website: Google Mail. You must contact the outside world in the desperate hope somebody can help you. Trouble is... You're a Nigerian Prince. | Hey dude my reddit password is ******** submit this to /r/all.
Dear trusted redditors, check out my post history and bask in the glory of being right THIS ONE TIME. The fake princes all talk in half gibberish and barely understandable english, and a case might be made of me protesting too much... I promised you fake mo... | I awoke, realizing that my affairs after enjoying the professional football contest with my compatriots had ended in a travesty.
I could only catch glimpses of what had happened the night before. All I remember saying was "I want a woman who can arouse my intellect as well as my loins."
After that, there was a dark pla... | |
[WP] You have been wrongly incarcerated, abroad, with a $5M bail. Upon waking you see an old laptop which you discover is set to access just one single website: Google Mail. You must contact the outside world in the desperate hope somebody can help you. Trouble is... You're a Nigerian Prince. | **To: contact@kickstarter.com**
**Cc: contact@huffingtonpost.com, submit@buzzfeed.com**
**From: nigerianprince@gmail.com**
**Subject: Request for Kickstarter campaign**
Dear Kickstarter team,
I understand how this may sound but please hear me out. I am incarcerated in a foreign country for a crime I did not commit... | I awoke, realizing that my affairs after enjoying the professional football contest with my compatriots had ended in a travesty.
I could only catch glimpses of what had happened the night before. All I remember saying was "I want a woman who can arouse my intellect as well as my loins."
After that, there was a dark pla... | |
[WP] You have been wrongly incarcerated, abroad, with a $5M bail. Upon waking you see an old laptop which you discover is set to access just one single website: Google Mail. You must contact the outside world in the desperate hope somebody can help you. Trouble is... You're a Nigerian Prince. | I type quietly and slowly, as not to alert the guards that I was on the computer. I log in and begin typing out my mass email.
"Hello, my good friend! I seem to be in a bit of trouble. You see, I was wrongly convicted of a crime I did not commit. I need 5 million dollars for bail, and I need it quickly. If you could p... | Dear Michael Gary Scott,
I heard you help people like me. You're one of the only ones who cares about Nigerian Princes in trouble. Well, unfortunately one needs you. Now. If you spread my story to your coworkers and friends then I shall endow you with endless wealth. Please, I need you. Godspeed.
Cordially,
Sir James... | |
[WP] You have been wrongly incarcerated, abroad, with a $5M bail. Upon waking you see an old laptop which you discover is set to access just one single website: Google Mail. You must contact the outside world in the desperate hope somebody can help you. Trouble is... You're a Nigerian Prince. | **To: contact@kickstarter.com**
**Cc: contact@huffingtonpost.com, submit@buzzfeed.com**
**From: nigerianprince@gmail.com**
**Subject: Request for Kickstarter campaign**
Dear Kickstarter team,
I understand how this may sound but please hear me out. I am incarcerated in a foreign country for a crime I did not commit... | Dear Michael Gary Scott,
I heard you help people like me. You're one of the only ones who cares about Nigerian Princes in trouble. Well, unfortunately one needs you. Now. If you spread my story to your coworkers and friends then I shall endow you with endless wealth. Please, I need you. Godspeed.
Cordially,
Sir James... | |
[WP] You have been wrongly incarcerated, abroad, with a $5M bail. Upon waking you see an old laptop which you discover is set to access just one single website: Google Mail. You must contact the outside world in the desperate hope somebody can help you. Trouble is... You're a Nigerian Prince. | **To: contact@kickstarter.com**
**Cc: contact@huffingtonpost.com, submit@buzzfeed.com**
**From: nigerianprince@gmail.com**
**Subject: Request for Kickstarter campaign**
Dear Kickstarter team,
I understand how this may sound but please hear me out. I am incarcerated in a foreign country for a crime I did not commit... | I type quietly and slowly, as not to alert the guards that I was on the computer. I log in and begin typing out my mass email.
"Hello, my good friend! I seem to be in a bit of trouble. You see, I was wrongly convicted of a crime I did not commit. I need 5 million dollars for bail, and I need it quickly. If you could p... | |
[WP] You have been wrongly incarcerated, abroad, with a $5M bail. Upon waking you see an old laptop which you discover is set to access just one single website: Google Mail. You must contact the outside world in the desperate hope somebody can help you. Trouble is... You're a Nigerian Prince. | **To: contact@kickstarter.com**
**Cc: contact@huffingtonpost.com, submit@buzzfeed.com**
**From: nigerianprince@gmail.com**
**Subject: Request for Kickstarter campaign**
Dear Kickstarter team,
I understand how this may sound but please hear me out. I am incarcerated in a foreign country for a crime I did not commit... | Hello Michael Scott,
I am a Nigerian Prince and I have been wrongly accused and I need you to bail me out please. If you do I will repay you greatly when I return to my country.
Sincerely,
The Prince of Nigeria | |
[WP] You have been wrongly incarcerated, abroad, with a $5M bail. Upon waking you see an old laptop which you discover is set to access just one single website: Google Mail. You must contact the outside world in the desperate hope somebody can help you. Trouble is... You're a Nigerian Prince. | **To: contact@kickstarter.com**
**Cc: contact@huffingtonpost.com, submit@buzzfeed.com**
**From: nigerianprince@gmail.com**
**Subject: Request for Kickstarter campaign**
Dear Kickstarter team,
I understand how this may sound but please hear me out. I am incarcerated in a foreign country for a crime I did not commit... | Hey dude my reddit password is ******** submit this to /r/all.
Dear trusted redditors, check out my post history and bask in the glory of being right THIS ONE TIME. The fake princes all talk in half gibberish and barely understandable english, and a case might be made of me protesting too much... I promised you fake mo... | |
[WP] You have been wrongly incarcerated, abroad, with a $5M bail. Upon waking you see an old laptop which you discover is set to access just one single website: Google Mail. You must contact the outside world in the desperate hope somebody can help you. Trouble is... You're a Nigerian Prince. | **To: contact@kickstarter.com**
**Cc: contact@huffingtonpost.com, submit@buzzfeed.com**
**From: nigerianprince@gmail.com**
**Subject: Request for Kickstarter campaign**
Dear Kickstarter team,
I understand how this may sound but please hear me out. I am incarcerated in a foreign country for a crime I did not commit... | "Hey mom, I got kidnapped, here's a screenshot of whatismyipaddress.com, please contact authorities so they can ask the ISP which address this belongs to, and you'll find me here. Also, apparently because I'm a nigerian prince, I have to sign off with that, so
Your son, the Nigerian Prince
I love you
P.S.
Make tha... | |
[WP] You have been wrongly incarcerated, abroad, with a $5M bail. Upon waking you see an old laptop which you discover is set to access just one single website: Google Mail. You must contact the outside world in the desperate hope somebody can help you. Trouble is... You're a Nigerian Prince. | **To: contact@kickstarter.com**
**Cc: contact@huffingtonpost.com, submit@buzzfeed.com**
**From: nigerianprince@gmail.com**
**Subject: Request for Kickstarter campaign**
Dear Kickstarter team,
I understand how this may sound but please hear me out. I am incarcerated in a foreign country for a crime I did not commit... | Subject: I am Nigerian prince and I am needing your help!
Sender: abudakar_igwe_8915@gmail.com
I am Nigerian prince, Abudakar. I am stuck in the prison wrongly, and am needing the help from you. It is okay to send little donation, my bail is one billion Naira and i am sure you can at least give hundred Naira. Please ... | |
[WP] Your idea to steal change from the fountain has backfired... you wake up the next day with a compulsion to fulfill the wishes that people made using the coins you have stolen. You are the Wishtaker. | The lower market square was always full of merchants that us street kids could buy a small meal from. They didn't know where we got the money. Doubt they really cared. Coin is a coin to a tradesman, why ask any questions? A coin from a streetrat was as good as one from the Princess of Ardun. Not that she'd ever be foun... | That night I dreamt of a girl. I heard her voice. It was not a vocal cue or a sound. I felt and saw what she yearned for, continuously until it echoed off the walls of my soul and became a vibration rather than a thought.
I awoke. Drunk. I had partaken of that girl's deepest urge. I was hungover, from the excess of ha... | |
[WP] Your idea to steal change from the fountain has backfired... you wake up the next day with a compulsion to fulfill the wishes that people made using the coins you have stolen. You are the Wishtaker. | My boyfriend Jack wasn't happy about the sudden change of plans. We were all packed for a picnic and about to leave my apartment when I'd floated an alternative idea.
"But we had plans," said Jack. "I thought we were going to the park today."
"We will, we will," I said. I flipped the JFK half-dollar over in my hand. ... | The ringing, it was the ringing that woke me up that faithful morning. As I came out of my midnight trance, it got stronger and stronger. My head whipped around the room searching for something, anything that could be causing it. I finally found my answer when my eyes wiped over the faded plastic bag sitting on my desk... | |
[WP] The most objectively good hero has the most terrifying power. Write a day in the life of his nemesis. | I like to think I’m a normal guy. I mean, I get up. I go to school. I go home. I strip, put on a spandex suit and use millions of birds to rob banks under the cover of the night. Sometimes I have a few beers with my friends after a long day of classes. Not abnormal stuff, for your average 21-year-old, right?
I kid, of... | I sit in the cold, dark, barren wasteland. My skin itches, and the gashes on my face burn as the sun sets each night. Part of me wants to give up, let starvation suffocate me in its slow, painful embrace. But I can't. Not yet. I've made mistakes. Killed innocents. But my story is one that I must tell, and maybe I can c... | |
[WP] The most objectively good hero has the most terrifying power. Write a day in the life of his nemesis. | It was supposed to be easy. Get in, get the diamond, and get out. Everything was planned out and everyone was where they needed to be. I still don't understand how he found out we'd be here.
They call him Phobos. Showed up on the scene a few years back. Asked some contacts in prison what exactly it is that he does, b... | I sit in the cold, dark, barren wasteland. My skin itches, and the gashes on my face burn as the sun sets each night. Part of me wants to give up, let starvation suffocate me in its slow, painful embrace. But I can't. Not yet. I've made mistakes. Killed innocents. But my story is one that I must tell, and maybe I can c... | |
[WP] The most objectively good hero has the most terrifying power. Write a day in the life of his nemesis. | It was supposed to be easy. Get in, get the diamond, and get out. Everything was planned out and everyone was where they needed to be. I still don't understand how he found out we'd be here.
They call him Phobos. Showed up on the scene a few years back. Asked some contacts in prison what exactly it is that he does, b... | Many, many people know what the word Entropy means, but they don't really get what it entails. It entails the end of the universe. Everything will slow, space out, and stop in such finality that the very last word spoken or sound heard will forever hold sway over the universe. It will persist forever, and forever will ... | |
[WP] The most objectively good hero has the most terrifying power. Write a day in the life of his nemesis. | It was supposed to be easy. Get in, get the diamond, and get out. Everything was planned out and everyone was where they needed to be. I still don't understand how he found out we'd be here.
They call him Phobos. Showed up on the scene a few years back. Asked some contacts in prison what exactly it is that he does, b... | I like to think I’m a normal guy. I mean, I get up. I go to school. I go home. I strip, put on a spandex suit and use millions of birds to rob banks under the cover of the night. Sometimes I have a few beers with my friends after a long day of classes. Not abnormal stuff, for your average 21-year-old, right?
I kid, of... | |
[WP] You are awoken by a noise at your bedroom door. After asking "who's there?", that's not met with a response, you investigate the house for intruders. After finding nothing suspicious you return to your bedroom door where you hear someone with your voice asking "who's there?" | I heard a yawn outside my door. I froze. “Who’s there?” I reluctantly asked. I slowly left the bed anxiously, simultaneously hoping and not hoping for a reply. I checked the rest of my house for intruders and was satisfied when I didn’t find anything. As I returned to my room, I yawned. A reluctant “Who’s there?” came ... | I felt my heart jump to my throat. As if in a cave, the voice - *my* voice - ricocheted through my mind on repeat, 'Who's there, who's there, who's there.' Was my heart hammering? I felt the pressure in my ears, the blood heavy in my head; no, the house was empty. I'd already checked all the rooms, all the doors. The k... | |
Satan can either be a man or a woman | [WP] Your SO of 3 years tells you that he/she is Satan | "So I know we've been together for 3 years and I need to tell you something"
"What is it..." Terrence says looking puzzled.
"Okay, there is no easy way to say this...I'm the Devil". Say Lilith
Terrence being a long term "born-again" Atheist has a hard time believing this. Quickly his head goes though, does this m... | Longtime lurker, decided to make an account for this prompt. English is not my first language, but hopefully this story is at least mildly entertaining :)
My girlfriend, Lucia, and I argued quite often, but at the same time we had the most intimate and loving relationship.
“No, I won´t!”
Her crimson hair always mo... |
Satan can either be a man or a woman | [WP] Your SO of 3 years tells you that he/she is Satan | John grumbled under his breath, "No kidding."
Destiny bolted upright from the living room couch. "What was that?"
"Nothing, honey," John replied louder than necessary.
"I know what Nothing is, dear," Destiny-slash-Satan said. "I was cast like lightning to fall from Heaven into the nothing that is Hell, where I rei... | Longtime lurker, decided to make an account for this prompt. English is not my first language, but hopefully this story is at least mildly entertaining :)
My girlfriend, Lucia, and I argued quite often, but at the same time we had the most intimate and loving relationship.
“No, I won´t!”
Her crimson hair always mo... |
Satan can either be a man or a woman | [WP] Your SO of 3 years tells you that he/she is Satan | "So that's why the sex was so good?"
"I've had practice," the Lord of Darkness answered.
I should've seen it coming, honestly. The signs were all there: the red hair, the devil Halloween costume EVERY. FUCKING. YEAR, always getting the extra hot hot wings--the kind you have to sign a release for--and not batting an e... | Longtime lurker, decided to make an account for this prompt. English is not my first language, but hopefully this story is at least mildly entertaining :)
My girlfriend, Lucia, and I argued quite often, but at the same time we had the most intimate and loving relationship.
“No, I won´t!”
Her crimson hair always mo... |
Satan can either be a man or a woman | [WP] Your SO of 3 years tells you that he/she is Satan | "Um.. honey?" I said, my butt-plug tail quivering as I spoke. "When I said I wanted to role play tonight, I didn't expect you to actually buy a costume or mic yourself up to have a booming demonic voice."
"I'm not role playing darling, this is my real voice. I've been concealing it from you."
At this point I'm not su... | Longtime lurker, decided to make an account for this prompt. English is not my first language, but hopefully this story is at least mildly entertaining :)
My girlfriend, Lucia, and I argued quite often, but at the same time we had the most intimate and loving relationship.
“No, I won´t!”
Her crimson hair always mo... |
Satan can either be a man or a woman | [WP] Your SO of 3 years tells you that he/she is Satan | John grumbled under his breath, "No kidding."
Destiny bolted upright from the living room couch. "What was that?"
"Nothing, honey," John replied louder than necessary.
"I know what Nothing is, dear," Destiny-slash-Satan said. "I was cast like lightning to fall from Heaven into the nothing that is Hell, where I rei... | "I know," I responded and sipped my drink. This clearly threw her for a bit of a loop, no doubt because she instantly knew it to be true.
"Wait, WHAT!" she shrieked. "I... I don't even know how to respond to that. I come out with a lifechanging revelation, a truth about my very being, my very existence, and you alrea... |
Satan can either be a man or a woman | [WP] Your SO of 3 years tells you that he/she is Satan | "So that's why the sex was so good?"
"I've had practice," the Lord of Darkness answered.
I should've seen it coming, honestly. The signs were all there: the red hair, the devil Halloween costume EVERY. FUCKING. YEAR, always getting the extra hot hot wings--the kind you have to sign a release for--and not batting an e... | "I know," I responded and sipped my drink. This clearly threw her for a bit of a loop, no doubt because she instantly knew it to be true.
"Wait, WHAT!" she shrieked. "I... I don't even know how to respond to that. I come out with a lifechanging revelation, a truth about my very being, my very existence, and you alrea... |
Satan can either be a man or a woman | [WP] Your SO of 3 years tells you that he/she is Satan | John grumbled under his breath, "No kidding."
Destiny bolted upright from the living room couch. "What was that?"
"Nothing, honey," John replied louder than necessary.
"I know what Nothing is, dear," Destiny-slash-Satan said. "I was cast like lightning to fall from Heaven into the nothing that is Hell, where I rei... | We'd met in our final year of college. I recall gazing into luminous green eyes which caught light in one of the most unusual but attractive ways imaginable. Every glare, glint, and subsequent explosion of light was reflected by an equally bright fire as if igniting luscious fields in eternal fire.
The passion I held ... |
Satan can either be a man or a woman | [WP] Your SO of 3 years tells you that he/she is Satan | "So that's why the sex was so good?"
"I've had practice," the Lord of Darkness answered.
I should've seen it coming, honestly. The signs were all there: the red hair, the devil Halloween costume EVERY. FUCKING. YEAR, always getting the extra hot hot wings--the kind you have to sign a release for--and not batting an e... | We'd met in our final year of college. I recall gazing into luminous green eyes which caught light in one of the most unusual but attractive ways imaginable. Every glare, glint, and subsequent explosion of light was reflected by an equally bright fire as if igniting luscious fields in eternal fire.
The passion I held ... |
Satan can either be a man or a woman | [WP] Your SO of 3 years tells you that he/she is Satan | "Um.. honey?" I said, my butt-plug tail quivering as I spoke. "When I said I wanted to role play tonight, I didn't expect you to actually buy a costume or mic yourself up to have a booming demonic voice."
"I'm not role playing darling, this is my real voice. I've been concealing it from you."
At this point I'm not su... | "So I know we've been together for 3 years and I need to tell you something"
"What is it..." Terrence says looking puzzled.
"Okay, there is no easy way to say this...I'm the Devil". Say Lilith
Terrence being a long term "born-again" Atheist has a hard time believing this. Quickly his head goes though, does this m... |
Satan can either be a man or a woman | [WP] Your SO of 3 years tells you that he/she is Satan | "So you are Satan?" she asked again, dropping weakly to the couch they had bought at a second hand shop that had the stain on the bottom right leg that always looked like a dog to her.
Her boyfriend of the last few years had said he wanted to talk about something important. She had thought it was to finally pop the qu... | So this is gonna be hard to explain. And I’m not a particularly good writer, so it may take a while to get across what I want to get across. Can we agree on a little patience? Ok good. First thing first though. I have never been institutionalized. I don’t have dissociative identity disorder, there’s no family history o... |
Satan can either be a man or a woman | [WP] Your SO of 3 years tells you that he/she is Satan | My first clue should have been her devil-girl fetish. She told me one night she wanted to try something different. We had been together for about a year at this point, and so while the sex was good, fantastic even, a little spice couldn’t hurt. I agreed, figuring that relationships are about compromise, so I might as w... | So this is gonna be hard to explain. And I’m not a particularly good writer, so it may take a while to get across what I want to get across. Can we agree on a little patience? Ok good. First thing first though. I have never been institutionalized. I don’t have dissociative identity disorder, there’s no family history o... |
Satan can either be a man or a woman | [WP] Your SO of 3 years tells you that he/she is Satan | "Wait, so you're telling me the reason we have all these crazy, religious neighbors-"
"Exorcists," said Jane, "they are exorcists, Adam. And priests, paladins... those sort of people."
"Exorcists?"
"Exorcists."
"Right." I looked at my wife. "And these crazy, religious people-"
"Not crazy," corrected Jane, "just re... | So this is gonna be hard to explain. And I’m not a particularly good writer, so it may take a while to get across what I want to get across. Can we agree on a little patience? Ok good. First thing first though. I have never been institutionalized. I don’t have dissociative identity disorder, there’s no family history o... |
Satan can either be a man or a woman | [WP] Your SO of 3 years tells you that he/she is Satan | Well...that's one way to make an anniversary dinner awkward.
No conversation should ever start with "if I tell you something, promise me you won't be mad or make it weird." Just as a general rule. It places any regular person in an awkward position where they will be mad and they WILL make it weird. Of course, as I ju... | So this is gonna be hard to explain. And I’m not a particularly good writer, so it may take a while to get across what I want to get across. Can we agree on a little patience? Ok good. First thing first though. I have never been institutionalized. I don’t have dissociative identity disorder, there’s no family history o... |
Satan can either be a man or a woman | [WP] Your SO of 3 years tells you that he/she is Satan | "Wait, so you're telling me the reason we have all these crazy, religious neighbors-"
"Exorcists," said Jane, "they are exorcists, Adam. And priests, paladins... those sort of people."
"Exorcists?"
"Exorcists."
"Right." I looked at my wife. "And these crazy, religious people-"
"Not crazy," corrected Jane, "just re... | "So you are Satan?" she asked again, dropping weakly to the couch they had bought at a second hand shop that had the stain on the bottom right leg that always looked like a dog to her.
Her boyfriend of the last few years had said he wanted to talk about something important. She had thought it was to finally pop the qu... |
Satan can either be a man or a woman | [WP] Your SO of 3 years tells you that he/she is Satan | "Wait, so you're telling me the reason we have all these crazy, religious neighbors-"
"Exorcists," said Jane, "they are exorcists, Adam. And priests, paladins... those sort of people."
"Exorcists?"
"Exorcists."
"Right." I looked at my wife. "And these crazy, religious people-"
"Not crazy," corrected Jane, "just re... | My first clue should have been her devil-girl fetish. She told me one night she wanted to try something different. We had been together for about a year at this point, and so while the sex was good, fantastic even, a little spice couldn’t hurt. I agreed, figuring that relationships are about compromise, so I might as w... |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | "Vuelora, really, is there any truth to the rumor that yourself and my mother had a tryst, some time back?" I knew the truth. Everyone knew it, but Vuelora was so good at smoke-screening, he had everyone forgetting it. He also had my mother AND my father vouching for his honor. I wasn't even angry-- I knew the boy I us... | “Enough!”
The room hushed quickly, faces darted around hunting for the owner of the command.
“I am tired of your mutterings”, progressively the faces slowly rotated toward me. An overhanging atmosphere of surprise loomed under the thatched roof. I continued,
“Many of you think I’m not-", the attention burned into my... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | "Vuelora, really, is there any truth to the rumor that yourself and my mother had a tryst, some time back?" I knew the truth. Everyone knew it, but Vuelora was so good at smoke-screening, he had everyone forgetting it. He also had my mother AND my father vouching for his honor. I wasn't even angry-- I knew the boy I us... | I sat alone in a tower, my chin resting on my fist as I stared out at the ocean through the window.
Below me, I knew, various higher-ups of the kingdom were shouting and waving their arms as they frantically tried to plan a course of action for the coming months that did not involve the collapse of the kingdom.
Below... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | I'm in my room, playing with my new set of porcelain dolls,
my mother ordered them from Spain for me, all my friends are jealous,
it's the little things teehee. My uncle came into the room, he was always
smiling when he saw me, but this time he was serious, his forehead was sweaty,
eyes focused on me... I need to tell ... | On the day of my heir speech, Leoric, the kingdom's head councilor knocked upon my door, "Good evening my Queen." He said. "You will give your speech soon, have you memorized it?" His voiced with a curiosity, but who was he fooling? His lips coiled like the serpent he was, his eyes of a sleazy dirt-treader. "The Milron... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | I shoved a hand through my sweat damp hair and looked around at my advisors, my captain of the guard, and my seneshal. I met my armsmaster's gaze and felt a wolfish grin split my cheeks to match his.
"Well?" he asked, turning his expression into a scowl. He surveyed the elegantly clad men lying beaten on the floor. ... | On the day of my heir speech, Leoric, the kingdom's head councilor knocked upon my door, "Good evening my Queen." He said. "You will give your speech soon, have you memorized it?" His voiced with a curiosity, but who was he fooling? His lips coiled like the serpent he was, his eyes of a sleazy dirt-treader. "The Milron... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | This gaudy, pink pouf of a dress is spilling over my throne as I sit here. Do they not think I'm aware of how ridiculous I look?
"Madame, I cannot stress enough how urgent it is that you sign the Proclamation."
This is the third day that he has been gabbing about this Proclamation, telling me to sign it without so m... | On the day of my heir speech, Leoric, the kingdom's head councilor knocked upon my door, "Good evening my Queen." He said. "You will give your speech soon, have you memorized it?" His voiced with a curiosity, but who was he fooling? His lips coiled like the serpent he was, his eyes of a sleazy dirt-treader. "The Milron... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | I assumed it would be appropriate to consume his being. Call it superstition, call it strange, but I wanted to taste that which had plagued my short-lived reign for all of its entirety.
He was a beast of a cretin, and the entire council sat horrified as I carved off pieces of his head and dabbed at them with a saucer ... | On the day of my heir speech, Leoric, the kingdom's head councilor knocked upon my door, "Good evening my Queen." He said. "You will give your speech soon, have you memorized it?" His voiced with a curiosity, but who was he fooling? His lips coiled like the serpent he was, his eyes of a sleazy dirt-treader. "The Milron... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | *My parents are dead, a tragic accident a month ago involving the royal carriage and some fire arrows, supposedly loosed by archers of the neighboring nation of Almedia. I suspect one of my advisors, but it's impossible to point the finger without more evidence. I have had my agents out searching for this evidence, to ... | On the day of my heir speech, Leoric, the kingdom's head councilor knocked upon my door, "Good evening my Queen." He said. "You will give your speech soon, have you memorized it?" His voiced with a curiosity, but who was he fooling? His lips coiled like the serpent he was, his eyes of a sleazy dirt-treader. "The Milron... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | In a dark and dusty study of the Lord Chamberlain's home, out in the country, the Lord Chamberlain was writing his speech for the next Star Chamber meeting, writing with precision, word by word, the craft what he considers his next masterpiece. He knows the new king is vulnerable, and all other advisers know it too,... | On the day of my heir speech, Leoric, the kingdom's head councilor knocked upon my door, "Good evening my Queen." He said. "You will give your speech soon, have you memorized it?" His voiced with a curiosity, but who was he fooling? His lips coiled like the serpent he was, his eyes of a sleazy dirt-treader. "The Milron... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | "Vuelora, really, is there any truth to the rumor that yourself and my mother had a tryst, some time back?" I knew the truth. Everyone knew it, but Vuelora was so good at smoke-screening, he had everyone forgetting it. He also had my mother AND my father vouching for his honor. I wasn't even angry-- I knew the boy I us... | On the day of my heir speech, Leoric, the kingdom's head councilor knocked upon my door, "Good evening my Queen." He said. "You will give your speech soon, have you memorized it?" His voiced with a curiosity, but who was he fooling? His lips coiled like the serpent he was, his eyes of a sleazy dirt-treader. "The Milron... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | The arch-priest chanted in the old tongue of Emeran as he placed the crown on my head. The sword of my father's house and the scepter of the united kingdoms weighed heavily in each of my hands.
At last the chant was finished and the crowd applauded. The arch-priest adressed me in the common tongue. "By the might of To... | On the day of my heir speech, Leoric, the kingdom's head councilor knocked upon my door, "Good evening my Queen." He said. "You will give your speech soon, have you memorized it?" His voiced with a curiosity, but who was he fooling? His lips coiled like the serpent he was, his eyes of a sleazy dirt-treader. "The Milron... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | "Is there a question in there for me?" I asked, thumbing the ring I had slid off of my left ring finger moments before the interview. I looked at the man before me, a Mr. John Oliver, as he sweat in his chair with the eyes of a child awaiting some kind of punishment from a teacher or mentor. I enjoyed this look.
"What... | On the day of my heir speech, Leoric, the kingdom's head councilor knocked upon my door, "Good evening my Queen." He said. "You will give your speech soon, have you memorized it?" His voiced with a curiosity, but who was he fooling? His lips coiled like the serpent he was, his eyes of a sleazy dirt-treader. "The Milron... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | This gaudy, pink pouf of a dress is spilling over my throne as I sit here. Do they not think I'm aware of how ridiculous I look?
"Madame, I cannot stress enough how urgent it is that you sign the Proclamation."
This is the third day that he has been gabbing about this Proclamation, telling me to sign it without so m... | "I have not been trained..."
*tis not a matter of knowledge, it is of blood*
"Who are you? Why do you haunt me so?"
The princess whirled around to find the unheard, yet heard voice.
*I am everywhere. And yet nowhere. I do not seek to control you, little golden child. I will, but unintentionally. I am not like the le... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | *My parents are dead, a tragic accident a month ago involving the royal carriage and some fire arrows, supposedly loosed by archers of the neighboring nation of Almedia. I suspect one of my advisors, but it's impossible to point the finger without more evidence. I have had my agents out searching for this evidence, to ... | "I have not been trained..."
*tis not a matter of knowledge, it is of blood*
"Who are you? Why do you haunt me so?"
The princess whirled around to find the unheard, yet heard voice.
*I am everywhere. And yet nowhere. I do not seek to control you, little golden child. I will, but unintentionally. I am not like the le... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | In a dark and dusty study of the Lord Chamberlain's home, out in the country, the Lord Chamberlain was writing his speech for the next Star Chamber meeting, writing with precision, word by word, the craft what he considers his next masterpiece. He knows the new king is vulnerable, and all other advisers know it too,... | "I have not been trained..."
*tis not a matter of knowledge, it is of blood*
"Who are you? Why do you haunt me so?"
The princess whirled around to find the unheard, yet heard voice.
*I am everywhere. And yet nowhere. I do not seek to control you, little golden child. I will, but unintentionally. I am not like the le... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | "Vuelora, really, is there any truth to the rumor that yourself and my mother had a tryst, some time back?" I knew the truth. Everyone knew it, but Vuelora was so good at smoke-screening, he had everyone forgetting it. He also had my mother AND my father vouching for his honor. I wasn't even angry-- I knew the boy I us... | "I have not been trained..."
*tis not a matter of knowledge, it is of blood*
"Who are you? Why do you haunt me so?"
The princess whirled around to find the unheard, yet heard voice.
*I am everywhere. And yet nowhere. I do not seek to control you, little golden child. I will, but unintentionally. I am not like the le... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | *My parents are dead, a tragic accident a month ago involving the royal carriage and some fire arrows, supposedly loosed by archers of the neighboring nation of Almedia. I suspect one of my advisors, but it's impossible to point the finger without more evidence. I have had my agents out searching for this evidence, to ... | I'm in my room, playing with my new set of porcelain dolls,
my mother ordered them from Spain for me, all my friends are jealous,
it's the little things teehee. My uncle came into the room, he was always
smiling when he saw me, but this time he was serious, his forehead was sweaty,
eyes focused on me... I need to tell ... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | In a dark and dusty study of the Lord Chamberlain's home, out in the country, the Lord Chamberlain was writing his speech for the next Star Chamber meeting, writing with precision, word by word, the craft what he considers his next masterpiece. He knows the new king is vulnerable, and all other advisers know it too,... | I'm in my room, playing with my new set of porcelain dolls,
my mother ordered them from Spain for me, all my friends are jealous,
it's the little things teehee. My uncle came into the room, he was always
smiling when he saw me, but this time he was serious, his forehead was sweaty,
eyes focused on me... I need to tell ... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | "Vuelora, really, is there any truth to the rumor that yourself and my mother had a tryst, some time back?" I knew the truth. Everyone knew it, but Vuelora was so good at smoke-screening, he had everyone forgetting it. He also had my mother AND my father vouching for his honor. I wasn't even angry-- I knew the boy I us... | I'm in my room, playing with my new set of porcelain dolls,
my mother ordered them from Spain for me, all my friends are jealous,
it's the little things teehee. My uncle came into the room, he was always
smiling when he saw me, but this time he was serious, his forehead was sweaty,
eyes focused on me... I need to tell ... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | The arch-priest chanted in the old tongue of Emeran as he placed the crown on my head. The sword of my father's house and the scepter of the united kingdoms weighed heavily in each of my hands.
At last the chant was finished and the crowd applauded. The arch-priest adressed me in the common tongue. "By the might of To... | I'm in my room, playing with my new set of porcelain dolls,
my mother ordered them from Spain for me, all my friends are jealous,
it's the little things teehee. My uncle came into the room, he was always
smiling when he saw me, but this time he was serious, his forehead was sweaty,
eyes focused on me... I need to tell ... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | *My parents are dead, a tragic accident a month ago involving the royal carriage and some fire arrows, supposedly loosed by archers of the neighboring nation of Almedia. I suspect one of my advisors, but it's impossible to point the finger without more evidence. I have had my agents out searching for this evidence, to ... | I shoved a hand through my sweat damp hair and looked around at my advisors, my captain of the guard, and my seneshal. I met my armsmaster's gaze and felt a wolfish grin split my cheeks to match his.
"Well?" he asked, turning his expression into a scowl. He surveyed the elegantly clad men lying beaten on the floor. ... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | In a dark and dusty study of the Lord Chamberlain's home, out in the country, the Lord Chamberlain was writing his speech for the next Star Chamber meeting, writing with precision, word by word, the craft what he considers his next masterpiece. He knows the new king is vulnerable, and all other advisers know it too,... | I shoved a hand through my sweat damp hair and looked around at my advisors, my captain of the guard, and my seneshal. I met my armsmaster's gaze and felt a wolfish grin split my cheeks to match his.
"Well?" he asked, turning his expression into a scowl. He surveyed the elegantly clad men lying beaten on the floor. ... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | "Vuelora, really, is there any truth to the rumor that yourself and my mother had a tryst, some time back?" I knew the truth. Everyone knew it, but Vuelora was so good at smoke-screening, he had everyone forgetting it. He also had my mother AND my father vouching for his honor. I wasn't even angry-- I knew the boy I us... | I shoved a hand through my sweat damp hair and looked around at my advisors, my captain of the guard, and my seneshal. I met my armsmaster's gaze and felt a wolfish grin split my cheeks to match his.
"Well?" he asked, turning his expression into a scowl. He surveyed the elegantly clad men lying beaten on the floor. ... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | "Vuelora, really, is there any truth to the rumor that yourself and my mother had a tryst, some time back?" I knew the truth. Everyone knew it, but Vuelora was so good at smoke-screening, he had everyone forgetting it. He also had my mother AND my father vouching for his honor. I wasn't even angry-- I knew the boy I us... | This gaudy, pink pouf of a dress is spilling over my throne as I sit here. Do they not think I'm aware of how ridiculous I look?
"Madame, I cannot stress enough how urgent it is that you sign the Proclamation."
This is the third day that he has been gabbing about this Proclamation, telling me to sign it without so m... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | The arch-priest chanted in the old tongue of Emeran as he placed the crown on my head. The sword of my father's house and the scepter of the united kingdoms weighed heavily in each of my hands.
At last the chant was finished and the crowd applauded. The arch-priest adressed me in the common tongue. "By the might of To... | I assumed it would be appropriate to consume his being. Call it superstition, call it strange, but I wanted to taste that which had plagued my short-lived reign for all of its entirety.
He was a beast of a cretin, and the entire council sat horrified as I carved off pieces of his head and dabbed at them with a saucer ... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | The arch-priest chanted in the old tongue of Emeran as he placed the crown on my head. The sword of my father's house and the scepter of the united kingdoms weighed heavily in each of my hands.
At last the chant was finished and the crowd applauded. The arch-priest adressed me in the common tongue. "By the might of To... | The year is 1705, and I am now the King of a small European country. My father, the old King, just passed away, after close to two months in agonizing pain, the last week being the worst. He was barely coherent during his last few days, but he managed to pull it together to teach me the last things I needed to know to ... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | "Is there a question in there for me?" I asked, thumbing the ring I had slid off of my left ring finger moments before the interview. I looked at the man before me, a Mr. John Oliver, as he sweat in his chair with the eyes of a child awaiting some kind of punishment from a teacher or mentor. I enjoyed this look.
"What... | The year is 1705, and I am now the King of a small European country. My father, the old King, just passed away, after close to two months in agonizing pain, the last week being the worst. He was barely coherent during his last few days, but he managed to pull it together to teach me the last things I needed to know to ... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | When he reaches my throne, the Ambassador from the Northern Reaches bows too shallowly.
I take a deep breath. It's surprisingly difficult, dressed in the endless layers of velvet and pearls that my chambermaid insists on laying out for me. She's in the pay of one of the regents, I am certain - but which one? I'll fin... | The year is 1705, and I am now the King of a small European country. My father, the old King, just passed away, after close to two months in agonizing pain, the last week being the worst. He was barely coherent during his last few days, but he managed to pull it together to teach me the last things I needed to know to ... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | The arch-priest chanted in the old tongue of Emeran as he placed the crown on my head. The sword of my father's house and the scepter of the united kingdoms weighed heavily in each of my hands.
At last the chant was finished and the crowd applauded. The arch-priest adressed me in the common tongue. "By the might of To... | As I stepped onto the worn-out red carpet of the throne room, followed by two guards with bored expressions, I noticed a gleam of eagerness in the eyes of Kiril, my adviser.
As he furrowed his beard, in an attempt to look more thoughtful, he could barely wait for me to reach the throne before opening his mouth.
Two ... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | "Is there a question in there for me?" I asked, thumbing the ring I had slid off of my left ring finger moments before the interview. I looked at the man before me, a Mr. John Oliver, as he sweat in his chair with the eyes of a child awaiting some kind of punishment from a teacher or mentor. I enjoyed this look.
"What... | As I stepped onto the worn-out red carpet of the throne room, followed by two guards with bored expressions, I noticed a gleam of eagerness in the eyes of Kiril, my adviser.
As he furrowed his beard, in an attempt to look more thoughtful, he could barely wait for me to reach the throne before opening his mouth.
Two ... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | The arch-priest chanted in the old tongue of Emeran as he placed the crown on my head. The sword of my father's house and the scepter of the united kingdoms weighed heavily in each of my hands.
At last the chant was finished and the crowd applauded. The arch-priest adressed me in the common tongue. "By the might of To... | By the end of today, they will know who is in charge. They will ALL know who is in charge. My name is Azeer Jefer II, son of Azeer Jefer I and heir to the throne. Every night my father would lock me in a room with nothing but books of great leaders, generals, and politicians, from Machiavelli to Sun Tzu. I studied ever... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | "Is there a question in there for me?" I asked, thumbing the ring I had slid off of my left ring finger moments before the interview. I looked at the man before me, a Mr. John Oliver, as he sweat in his chair with the eyes of a child awaiting some kind of punishment from a teacher or mentor. I enjoyed this look.
"What... | By the end of today, they will know who is in charge. They will ALL know who is in charge. My name is Azeer Jefer II, son of Azeer Jefer I and heir to the throne. Every night my father would lock me in a room with nothing but books of great leaders, generals, and politicians, from Machiavelli to Sun Tzu. I studied ever... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | The arch-priest chanted in the old tongue of Emeran as he placed the crown on my head. The sword of my father's house and the scepter of the united kingdoms weighed heavily in each of my hands.
At last the chant was finished and the crowd applauded. The arch-priest adressed me in the common tongue. "By the might of To... | There was chattering, arguing, bickering, squabbling and generally a very unpleasant level of volume in the dining hall. They all thought I was stupid. They all thought they could use me.
I stood up from my chair. I climbed on the table. At this point, most people were looking at me. I lowered my pants, pulled out my ... | |
[WP] You are heir to the throne, prince(ss) of a medium sized nation of this world. Your parents died too early, and everyone is ready to exploit your inexperience, your enemies are ready to tear the kingdom apart, your advisors ready to use you as a puppet. It's time to establish dominance. | "Is there a question in there for me?" I asked, thumbing the ring I had slid off of my left ring finger moments before the interview. I looked at the man before me, a Mr. John Oliver, as he sweat in his chair with the eyes of a child awaiting some kind of punishment from a teacher or mentor. I enjoyed this look.
"What... | There was chattering, arguing, bickering, squabbling and generally a very unpleasant level of volume in the dining hall. They all thought I was stupid. They all thought they could use me.
I stood up from my chair. I climbed on the table. At this point, most people were looking at me. I lowered my pants, pulled out my ... | |
[WP] Create your own country, complete with a currency, brief history, and form of government. | The country in question is the American Federative Congressional Socialist Republic, successor nation to the late United States. The AFCSR was formed in 1917, one year after Eugene Debs, the Socialist Party's presidential candidate, won in a landslide election against the incumbent, Woodrow Wilson.
Upon rising to powe... | Gallus was first formed in 61 ASC, founded by the legendary outlaw and mercenary, Gerold Corean. He carved out the kingdom from the occupying Undead horde, under the command of the defeated lich Olnir's lieutenants. The city's first decade was a rough one, with repeated attempts by the undead to overtake the city. Desp... | |
[WP] You are the world's second best assassin. You've deposed royalty, killed businessmen and been the "accident" that more than a few celebrities have met. Today you've been given a new target: the world's best assassin. | I take a few minutes to sit in my car, just like every morning, a few minutes to reflect on myself. I start with my eyes, I close them slowly, mindfulness... A few minutes each morning, just to reflect.
Let's see what today brings, I reach into my pocket and pull out my phone. Just one email in my inbox, it reads; To... | Mark stood in that command center, watching his position. "Do we have a lock on 239?"
"Affirmative", replied one of his employees.
Mark leaned against the railing, and asked, "Are you sure this intel is correct?"
"It's the best we got sir."
"Page in Othello."
"Will do." With that, the large screen in the center of... | |
[WP] You are the world's second best assassin. You've deposed royalty, killed businessmen and been the "accident" that more than a few celebrities have met. Today you've been given a new target: the world's best assassin. | I lie in wait at the roof of the old folks' home, waiting for the target.
"He's gotta come around eventually," I say to myself, looking at his photo. How'd they even take this? Impressive.
Oop, there he is. I put the picture away, and focus my sniper rifle on him. God, I hope the Grim Reaper isn't bulletproof. | Mark stood in that command center, watching his position. "Do we have a lock on 239?"
"Affirmative", replied one of his employees.
Mark leaned against the railing, and asked, "Are you sure this intel is correct?"
"It's the best we got sir."
"Page in Othello."
"Will do." With that, the large screen in the center of... | |
[WP] You are the world's second best assassin. You've deposed royalty, killed businessmen and been the "accident" that more than a few celebrities have met. Today you've been given a new target: the world's best assassin. | *"One day you might even kill me." He would often laugh.*
I remember when I first met him as a child. I was five years old then. He wore a suit, and I thought him to be another one of those politicians or business men on the television people in the coffee shop downstairs would shout at. He was so graceful when he mur... | Mark stood in that command center, watching his position. "Do we have a lock on 239?"
"Affirmative", replied one of his employees.
Mark leaned against the railing, and asked, "Are you sure this intel is correct?"
"It's the best we got sir."
"Page in Othello."
"Will do." With that, the large screen in the center of... | |
[WP] You are the world's second best assassin. You've deposed royalty, killed businessmen and been the "accident" that more than a few celebrities have met. Today you've been given a new target: the world's best assassin. | I take a few minutes to sit in my car, just like every morning, a few minutes to reflect on myself. I start with my eyes, I close them slowly, mindfulness... A few minutes each morning, just to reflect.
Let's see what today brings, I reach into my pocket and pull out my phone. Just one email in my inbox, it reads; To... | Everything had been laid out on the table when I arrived. A small origami fox had been placed on top of the folder that was labeled "TASK."
I lit up a cigarette, inhaling deep before heading over to the liquor cabinet. A formality of course, but it's not all about the remembering to go through a routine, it's the ... | |
[WP] You are the world's second best assassin. You've deposed royalty, killed businessmen and been the "accident" that more than a few celebrities have met. Today you've been given a new target: the world's best assassin. | I lie in wait at the roof of the old folks' home, waiting for the target.
"He's gotta come around eventually," I say to myself, looking at his photo. How'd they even take this? Impressive.
Oop, there he is. I put the picture away, and focus my sniper rifle on him. God, I hope the Grim Reaper isn't bulletproof. | Everything had been laid out on the table when I arrived. A small origami fox had been placed on top of the folder that was labeled "TASK."
I lit up a cigarette, inhaling deep before heading over to the liquor cabinet. A formality of course, but it's not all about the remembering to go through a routine, it's the ... | |
[WP] You are the world's second best assassin. You've deposed royalty, killed businessmen and been the "accident" that more than a few celebrities have met. Today you've been given a new target: the world's best assassin. | Second-best? You better believe it. I was not an assassin for very long before I realized, you don't want to be the BEST assassin. You want to be the second best. This phone call proves it.
The phone call, of course, is to kill the best. I will explain how I will kill the best, and then you will understand.
I so... | Everything had been laid out on the table when I arrived. A small origami fox had been placed on top of the folder that was labeled "TASK."
I lit up a cigarette, inhaling deep before heading over to the liquor cabinet. A formality of course, but it's not all about the remembering to go through a routine, it's the ... | |
[WP] You are the world's second best assassin. You've deposed royalty, killed businessmen and been the "accident" that more than a few celebrities have met. Today you've been given a new target: the world's best assassin. | *"One day you might even kill me." He would often laugh.*
I remember when I first met him as a child. I was five years old then. He wore a suit, and I thought him to be another one of those politicians or business men on the television people in the coffee shop downstairs would shout at. He was so graceful when he mur... | Everything had been laid out on the table when I arrived. A small origami fox had been placed on top of the folder that was labeled "TASK."
I lit up a cigarette, inhaling deep before heading over to the liquor cabinet. A formality of course, but it's not all about the remembering to go through a routine, it's the ... | |
[WP] You are the world's second best assassin. You've deposed royalty, killed businessmen and been the "accident" that more than a few celebrities have met. Today you've been given a new target: the world's best assassin. | I lie in wait at the roof of the old folks' home, waiting for the target.
"He's gotta come around eventually," I say to myself, looking at his photo. How'd they even take this? Impressive.
Oop, there he is. I put the picture away, and focus my sniper rifle on him. God, I hope the Grim Reaper isn't bulletproof. | The red phone rang. I picked it up, and it was Ringo on the line. I was a little surprised, as Holden always communicated my targets.
"Did you decrypt the file?" he asked.
"No, I have company right now" I rejoined.
"Pay her and get rid of her, this can't wait" he said very angrily. I did as I was told, walk Elain to th... | |
[WP] You are the world's second best assassin. You've deposed royalty, killed businessmen and been the "accident" that more than a few celebrities have met. Today you've been given a new target: the world's best assassin. | Second-best? You better believe it. I was not an assassin for very long before I realized, you don't want to be the BEST assassin. You want to be the second best. This phone call proves it.
The phone call, of course, is to kill the best. I will explain how I will kill the best, and then you will understand.
I so... | The red phone rang. I picked it up, and it was Ringo on the line. I was a little surprised, as Holden always communicated my targets.
"Did you decrypt the file?" he asked.
"No, I have company right now" I rejoined.
"Pay her and get rid of her, this can't wait" he said very angrily. I did as I was told, walk Elain to th... | |
[WP] You are the world's second best assassin. You've deposed royalty, killed businessmen and been the "accident" that more than a few celebrities have met. Today you've been given a new target: the world's best assassin. | *"One day you might even kill me." He would often laugh.*
I remember when I first met him as a child. I was five years old then. He wore a suit, and I thought him to be another one of those politicians or business men on the television people in the coffee shop downstairs would shout at. He was so graceful when he mur... | The red phone rang. I picked it up, and it was Ringo on the line. I was a little surprised, as Holden always communicated my targets.
"Did you decrypt the file?" he asked.
"No, I have company right now" I rejoined.
"Pay her and get rid of her, this can't wait" he said very angrily. I did as I was told, walk Elain to th... | |
[WP] You are the world's second best assassin. You've deposed royalty, killed businessmen and been the "accident" that more than a few celebrities have met. Today you've been given a new target: the world's best assassin. | I lie in wait at the roof of the old folks' home, waiting for the target.
"He's gotta come around eventually," I say to myself, looking at his photo. How'd they even take this? Impressive.
Oop, there he is. I put the picture away, and focus my sniper rifle on him. God, I hope the Grim Reaper isn't bulletproof. | I take a few minutes to sit in my car, just like every morning, a few minutes to reflect on myself. I start with my eyes, I close them slowly, mindfulness... A few minutes each morning, just to reflect.
Let's see what today brings, I reach into my pocket and pull out my phone. Just one email in my inbox, it reads; To... | |
[WP] You are the world's second best assassin. You've deposed royalty, killed businessmen and been the "accident" that more than a few celebrities have met. Today you've been given a new target: the world's best assassin. | *"One day you might even kill me." He would often laugh.*
I remember when I first met him as a child. I was five years old then. He wore a suit, and I thought him to be another one of those politicians or business men on the television people in the coffee shop downstairs would shout at. He was so graceful when he mur... | I take a few minutes to sit in my car, just like every morning, a few minutes to reflect on myself. I start with my eyes, I close them slowly, mindfulness... A few minutes each morning, just to reflect.
Let's see what today brings, I reach into my pocket and pull out my phone. Just one email in my inbox, it reads; To... | |
[WP] You are the world's second best assassin. You've deposed royalty, killed businessmen and been the "accident" that more than a few celebrities have met. Today you've been given a new target: the world's best assassin. | *"One day you might even kill me." He would often laugh.*
I remember when I first met him as a child. I was five years old then. He wore a suit, and I thought him to be another one of those politicians or business men on the television people in the coffee shop downstairs would shout at. He was so graceful when he mur... | I lie in wait at the roof of the old folks' home, waiting for the target.
"He's gotta come around eventually," I say to myself, looking at his photo. How'd they even take this? Impressive.
Oop, there he is. I put the picture away, and focus my sniper rifle on him. God, I hope the Grim Reaper isn't bulletproof. | |
[WP] You are the world's second best assassin. You've deposed royalty, killed businessmen and been the "accident" that more than a few celebrities have met. Today you've been given a new target: the world's best assassin. | *"One day you might even kill me." He would often laugh.*
I remember when I first met him as a child. I was five years old then. He wore a suit, and I thought him to be another one of those politicians or business men on the television people in the coffee shop downstairs would shout at. He was so graceful when he mur... | Second-best? You better believe it. I was not an assassin for very long before I realized, you don't want to be the BEST assassin. You want to be the second best. This phone call proves it.
The phone call, of course, is to kill the best. I will explain how I will kill the best, and then you will understand.
I so... | |
[WP] You are the world's second best assassin. You've deposed royalty, killed businessmen and been the "accident" that more than a few celebrities have met. Today you've been given a new target: the world's best assassin. | *"One day you might even kill me." He would often laugh.*
I remember when I first met him as a child. I was five years old then. He wore a suit, and I thought him to be another one of those politicians or business men on the television people in the coffee shop downstairs would shout at. He was so graceful when he mur... | Dispose of the world’s best assassin?—The request left me with mixed feelings: amusement, confusion, regret. Still, the payout was incredible for such a simple task.
On the ‘Net, he was known as “5t0neface” and went by that moniker in real life. No birth record, no social security number. Lived in a run-down apartment... | |
[WP] You are the world's second best assassin. You've deposed royalty, killed businessmen and been the "accident" that more than a few celebrities have met. Today you've been given a new target: the world's best assassin. | I yawned tiredly, even as I finished my final touches on the intricate web of a trap I had weaved. Preparation was 90% of the work for an assassin, with improvisation making up the other 10%. I'd say any assassin worth a decent sum of money knew the importance of preparation and tried to utilise it to perfection. Of co... | Shit.
Never did he think it would come to this.
He gave his superior a typical nod, followed by an elongated, stale gaze.
“Need I remind you that you are a professional? One of our top agents, actually. You should be used to doing this without letting emotions get in the way.”
“Emotional?” Damon retorted in a sa... | |
[WP] You are the world's second best assassin. You've deposed royalty, killed businessmen and been the "accident" that more than a few celebrities have met. Today you've been given a new target: the world's best assassin. | Fuck.
FUCK.
Alright, me. Calm down. I can do this. Of course I can do this. I've done this for years. I'm the second best in the business, although you would never hear me admit that there's someone better.
*Fuck.*
Easy job, they said. Your target will check into the hotel. Kill them. 50 Million USD up front, 1... | Well. This was awkward.
I stared at the screen displaying Quinn and one of her pseudonyms. She was... the best. To hire her was to hire death itself, as she'd do anything to ensure a job gets done. She moved like a ghost; flitting from room to room, never staying long enough to leave an impression, causing electrical... | |
[WP] Tell the story of an adventure in a fantasy world has advanced to become an interstellar civilization, using magic, not technology. | After a century of hard work, Milo had finally gained the title of Ambassador. His role was to scout out new worlds and make contact with other lifeforms.
His first assignment was a small planet orbiting an modestly-sized sun. The inhabitants had only just become a spacefaring people, but their magicks were still powe... | "Drew, if you don't stop it, you'll be spending the week in detention." I snapped, waving a hand in my students direction. The paper airplane that had been spiraling in a circle above his head crumpled, and the current of air he had been weaving dispelled in a sudden gust. The paper ball bounced off his head and the gi... | |
[WP] Tell the story of an adventure in a fantasy world has advanced to become an interstellar civilization, using magic, not technology. | After a century of hard work, Milo had finally gained the title of Ambassador. His role was to scout out new worlds and make contact with other lifeforms.
His first assignment was a small planet orbiting an modestly-sized sun. The inhabitants had only just become a spacefaring people, but their magicks were still powe... | A hundred summoners gathered around the rim of the circle. In the center, Reng the Exporer waited for the ritual to begin. The multitude of voices rose from the circle in a rythmic chant, and the capsule began to shudder and quake until it lifted slowly off the ground and hovered a dozen feet in the air. From the shado... | |
[WP] You're a first year student at Hogwarts, and you're taking a painting class. As you try to animate your first painting ever, things go horribly wrong. | "He was supposed to ride the horse not-"!
"That's enough Mr. Dingry. Please let us handle the situation". Prof. McGonagall said as she stared into Tomas' eyes. She saw that he didn't mean for it to happen and so her expression changed from anger to something a bit more sympathetic while she thought to herself *how the... | Heavy breathing was the soundtrack to this young lad's work. A dab of paint here, a dab of paint there and a calm exhale were all he could manage under his artistic trance, it was as though his personality had taken a step out for a moment whilst his brain mechanically ran onwards without him. He was a machine of actio... | |
[WP] You're a first year student at Hogwarts, and you're taking a painting class. As you try to animate your first painting ever, things go horribly wrong. | "This is gonna be epic" I thought. After all, how many 11 year olds could claim to have seen how the battle of Hogwarts went down? I had just gotten lucky to fall into my father's Pensieve when he was reliving the Battle of Hogwarts, and I had seen a glance of the infamous "He-Who-Should-Not-Be-Named".
I drew and I pa... | Heavy breathing was the soundtrack to this young lad's work. A dab of paint here, a dab of paint there and a calm exhale were all he could manage under his artistic trance, it was as though his personality had taken a step out for a moment whilst his brain mechanically ran onwards without him. He was a machine of actio... | |
[WP] You're a first year student at Hogwarts, and you're taking a painting class. As you try to animate your first painting ever, things go horribly wrong. | "Ok, you're a wizard now, you can do this" I tell myself. We had been assigned with painting important wizards from Roman times, and being myself, I automatically chose the hardest one to animate. I'd honestly rather be a Slytherin right now.
Oh who the hell am I kidding, I can't animate this, the last painting I tri... | ---
Okay, I can do this. I know the wand movements, the incantation. All of it.
This painting here of Professor Dumbledore is quite marvelous, and I just can't mess it up! Oh, what if something goes wrong?
I have to be optimistic about this! If I'm not, the spell will go wrong. I can do this.
Oh man, Johnny over he... | |
[WP] You're a first year student at Hogwarts, and you're taking a painting class. As you try to animate your first painting ever, things go horribly wrong. | "Kill me!" The painting shrieked in agony.
I knew I was a bad painter but I thought I was pretty spot on with this Picasso. Maybe that was the problem.
The screams became cries as the painting started smashing its head against the invisible window of the paintings borders.
"I can fix you I promise"
The faux Pic... | ---
Okay, I can do this. I know the wand movements, the incantation. All of it.
This painting here of Professor Dumbledore is quite marvelous, and I just can't mess it up! Oh, what if something goes wrong?
I have to be optimistic about this! If I'm not, the spell will go wrong. I can do this.
Oh man, Johnny over he... | |
[WP] You are a group of engineers at Google working on building a genuine AI. You succeed. During initial tests, someone queries "What is your purpose?" The answer is horrifying. | cin>>user_input;
cout<<user_input<<endl;
"what is your purpose?"
parse_sentence(user_input);
wordcount: 4
what: pronoun
is: present tense copula
your: possessive adjective
purpose: noun
terminating_character=?
define("purpose");
"The reason why something is done; the aim or intention of som... | Artificial AI had been worked on for many years before us, with the introduction of the very basics, to something with full fledged learning through interaction. I was always an outsider growing up. Tinkering with my computer. Browsing the web constantly. Seemingly, without meaning. Clever bot was something I quite enj... | |
[WP] Tell a story set in an apartment building using WiFi network names | Netgear 4700A oO*0*
Dave and Jen oO*0*
Dave Jen and bump oO*0*
Dave, Jen and bump oO*0*
Dave oO*0*
Dave *X*
Apartment 4f o*O*0
Mikes pad oO*0* | "Steve Has A Hemorrhoid"
Jay laughed at the name in his network list. It was probably a joke set by a friend of the owner. Seriously, common, who advertises having a hemorrhoid...
Jay looked for his router, Jayzilla69, but it wasn't coming up on his list. He refreshed yet again.
"Steves Hemorrhoid is Spreading"
... | |
[WP] Tell a story set in an apartment building using WiFi network names | Steve’s Wifi
NeedARoommate Wifi
SteveandJohn’s Wifi
CigarsandScotch Wifi
Party-Pad Wifi
SorryWeWereTooLoud Wifi
Bro-Fi Wifi
WatchforMotorcycles Wifi
Steve’s Wifi
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[r/grenadiere42](http://www.reddit.com/r/grenadiere42) | "Steve Has A Hemorrhoid"
Jay laughed at the name in his network list. It was probably a joke set by a friend of the owner. Seriously, common, who advertises having a hemorrhoid...
Jay looked for his router, Jayzilla69, but it wasn't coming up on his list. He refreshed yet again.
"Steves Hemorrhoid is Spreading"
... | |
[WP] Tell a story set in an apartment building using WiFi network names | Kate immediately stood up from her bed when she heard a knock knowing it was her new laptop that had arrived in the mail. She eagerly skipped to the door almost knocking over a lamp as she passed through her living room. At the door she was greeted by a tall Asian man in a work uniform.
“Please sign here” he said, han... | "Steve Has A Hemorrhoid"
Jay laughed at the name in his network list. It was probably a joke set by a friend of the owner. Seriously, common, who advertises having a hemorrhoid...
Jay looked for his router, Jayzilla69, but it wasn't coming up on his list. He refreshed yet again.
"Steves Hemorrhoid is Spreading"
... | |
[WP] Tell a story set in an apartment building using WiFi network names | Steve’s Wifi
NeedARoommate Wifi
SteveandJohn’s Wifi
CigarsandScotch Wifi
Party-Pad Wifi
SorryWeWereTooLoud Wifi
Bro-Fi Wifi
WatchforMotorcycles Wifi
Steve’s Wifi
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[r/grenadiere42](http://www.reddit.com/r/grenadiere42) | Netgear 4700A oO*0*
Dave and Jen oO*0*
Dave Jen and bump oO*0*
Dave, Jen and bump oO*0*
Dave oO*0*
Dave *X*
Apartment 4f o*O*0
Mikes pad oO*0* |
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