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[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have the power of a god? To have the terrible burden of knowledge that with a single motion, you could bring paradise to the world, but also with the understanding of the terrible cost that must be paid to get there? I do.
When we discovered the machine by itself in a bo... | "What does the rest say?" Ethan asked as he looked down at the button, scratching his chin in thought, a bead of sweat making it's way past his temple.
The man in the dark robe looked up at him from the seat, his eyes cast in shadow as they peered into Ethan, "that is of no concern my friend. Please, make your decisio... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | It was arrival day. Every single person in the country, who had reached puberty already, received their package. They had been prepping us for this for months.
"It's really very simple." They said. It sure didn't seem simple to me. I connected the device and my vision went white. A very pretty young woman appeared in ... | Ten years ago after the first manned Mars landing returned a success. A lot more missions soon followed in turn these frequent and rushed missions were usually highly unorganized and a lot of astronauts began to flat out disappear during their exploration time.
After a while, and a few more disappearances, scientists... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | I have to admit, all things considered, I was not expecting it to be like this…
**"Push this button to transform the world into a Utopia"**
**Project Oracle 12-31-2027**
The words were engraved upon the metal plaque fixed to the crumbling brick wall. Below it, a red button glowed with life, casting a dim light ove... | Ten years ago after the first manned Mars landing returned a success. A lot more missions soon followed in turn these frequent and rushed missions were usually highly unorganized and a lot of astronauts began to flat out disappear during their exploration time.
After a while, and a few more disappearances, scientists... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | It was arrival day. Every single person in the country, who had reached puberty already, received their package. They had been prepping us for this for months.
"It's really very simple." They said. It sure didn't seem simple to me. I connected the device and my vision went white. A very pretty young woman appeared in ... | "Andy, come see this!" George yelled.
"Relax, relax. We've got all the time in the world, there's nobody alive here to- what the hell is that?" Andy said, seeing the glowing crystal button implanted in the wall.
"What's inscribed there?" Andy asked, pointing to the glyphs below it.
"I started translating as soon as ... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | I stared at it.
It was, as buttons go, the most beautiful button I'd ever seen. A perfectly round, squat cylinder, glowing a soft, luminescent red. One of those buttons I knew would make a satisfying click when I pressed down on it, offering some resistance, but not too much. Enough to make me feel the weight of pre... | In retrospect he should have taken much longer to make the decision, but thinking things out had never been one of his strong suits. He flipped open the clear glass lid and stared at the button for a few seconds. Just a simple red button on a small black box. Apart from the inscription there was nothing remarkable abo... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | "Think about it," said I. "It's a simple logic puzzle."
"How so, Primus?" asked Secundus.
"First, we know that the result is a Utopia," I explained.
Secundus frowned. "But was not Moore's Utopia quite different than what the term has come to mean in the vulgar?"
"Will you shut the fuck up and let me talk?" I asked,... | In retrospect he should have taken much longer to make the decision, but thinking things out had never been one of his strong suits. He flipped open the clear glass lid and stared at the button for a few seconds. Just a simple red button on a small black box. Apart from the inscription there was nothing remarkable abo... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | Michael and I stared at the button for some time. It was a cherry red color and drawing me in like a moth to a light. I wanted to press it. My curiosity has always gotten the better of me. I extended my arm with my index pointed out. My mind was racing on the possibilities that would come from this being pressed. A uto... | In retrospect he should have taken much longer to make the decision, but thinking things out had never been one of his strong suits. He flipped open the clear glass lid and stared at the button for a few seconds. Just a simple red button on a small black box. Apart from the inscription there was nothing remarkable abo... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | I stared at it.
It was, as buttons go, the most beautiful button I'd ever seen. A perfectly round, squat cylinder, glowing a soft, luminescent red. One of those buttons I knew would make a satisfying click when I pressed down on it, offering some resistance, but not too much. Enough to make me feel the weight of pre... | "Well that's fucking foreboding." Murmured Jerome as the two men stood transfixed by the golden button that was presented before them.
"Oh don't be so dramatic, these godless freaks believed all sorts of nonsense. It's obviously some sort of test." Replied Sean in his usual know-it-all tone.
"Sooo what? don't press i... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | "Think about it," said I. "It's a simple logic puzzle."
"How so, Primus?" asked Secundus.
"First, we know that the result is a Utopia," I explained.
Secundus frowned. "But was not Moore's Utopia quite different than what the term has come to mean in the vulgar?"
"Will you shut the fuck up and let me talk?" I asked,... | "Well that's fucking foreboding." Murmured Jerome as the two men stood transfixed by the golden button that was presented before them.
"Oh don't be so dramatic, these godless freaks believed all sorts of nonsense. It's obviously some sort of test." Replied Sean in his usual know-it-all tone.
"Sooo what? don't press i... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | "Think about it," said I. "It's a simple logic puzzle."
"How so, Primus?" asked Secundus.
"First, we know that the result is a Utopia," I explained.
Secundus frowned. "But was not Moore's Utopia quite different than what the term has come to mean in the vulgar?"
"Will you shut the fuck up and let me talk?" I asked,... | I stared at it.
It was, as buttons go, the most beautiful button I'd ever seen. A perfectly round, squat cylinder, glowing a soft, luminescent red. One of those buttons I knew would make a satisfying click when I pressed down on it, offering some resistance, but not too much. Enough to make me feel the weight of pre... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | [WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible.
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Reggie mashed his hands together and felt the sweat between his palms. He stared down at them and wiped the excess moisture off on his jeans. “Don’t think about it ... | I open the drawer of the desk on which the console with the button sits. Hurrah there's a binder that reads "manual - a quick start guide". Inside the binder is only one sheet with the same text and it reads "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who are inconsi... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | "Go on! " Lauren said to me, with excitement in her voice. "I bet it's nothing. It's ancient, it's probably something silly that we won't even notice."
I was surprised at how optimistic she was. Surely it has to be bad. Surely there's going to be some kind of trade-off. But somehow, with Laurens go-getter attitude, I ... | I open the drawer of the desk on which the console with the button sits. Hurrah there's a binder that reads "manual - a quick start guide". Inside the binder is only one sheet with the same text and it reads "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who are inconsi... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | The button was there.
John was there.
The words were there.
But the last part was not.
Warning: this will eradicate all people who
Nothing. All people who what? There was a blank space, and a line underneath, almost as if mockingly highlighting to him the importance of the missing part.
After all his searching, t... | I open the drawer of the desk on which the console with the button sits. Hurrah there's a binder that reads "manual - a quick start guide". Inside the binder is only one sheet with the same text and it reads "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who are inconsi... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | The button was there.
John was there.
The words were there.
But the last part was not.
Warning: this will eradicate all people who
Nothing. All people who what? There was a blank space, and a line underneath, almost as if mockingly highlighting to him the importance of the missing part.
After all his searching, t... | [WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible.
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Reggie mashed his hands together and felt the sweat between his palms. He stared down at them and wiped the excess moisture off on his jeans. “Don’t think about it ... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | "Go on! " Lauren said to me, with excitement in her voice. "I bet it's nothing. It's ancient, it's probably something silly that we won't even notice."
I was surprised at how optimistic she was. Surely it has to be bad. Surely there's going to be some kind of trade-off. But somehow, with Laurens go-getter attitude, I ... | A wave of time washed over the world, warping and distorting all. Every man and woman saw their future and past, and felt every single bit of harm they inflicted or would inflict upon fellow man by malice or inaction.
The chosen ones woke up, the heroes, saints and geniuses among mankind. They woke up to see their ut... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | "Click". It was just a plastic button held to the wall with double face tape. "I knew this wouldn't actually do anything". Herbert whispered as every Donald Trump supporter in the world exploded. "What would a Utopia even look like?" He scoffed. | A wave of time washed over the world, warping and distorting all. Every man and woman saw their future and past, and felt every single bit of harm they inflicted or would inflict upon fellow man by malice or inaction.
The chosen ones woke up, the heroes, saints and geniuses among mankind. They woke up to see their ut... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who..." Neal paused. "I can't read the last few words."
"Need more light?" I asked, and moved closer with the flashlight.
"No, it's completely illegible. It's like someone intentionally removed the last few words." Neal s... | A wave of time washed over the world, warping and distorting all. Every man and woman saw their future and past, and felt every single bit of harm they inflicted or would inflict upon fellow man by malice or inaction.
The chosen ones woke up, the heroes, saints and geniuses among mankind. They woke up to see their ut... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | The archaeologist stood hunched over the button, trying to make out those last few words, while the engineer, the president, and the poet laureate sat and waited.
"If we can figure out how it works," the engineer said, "we could build our own version that didn't eradicate anyone."
"I doubt it," the president said. "I... | A wave of time washed over the world, warping and distorting all. Every man and woman saw their future and past, and felt every single bit of harm they inflicted or would inflict upon fellow man by malice or inaction.
The chosen ones woke up, the heroes, saints and geniuses among mankind. They woke up to see their ut... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | The button was there.
John was there.
The words were there.
But the last part was not.
Warning: this will eradicate all people who
Nothing. All people who what? There was a blank space, and a line underneath, almost as if mockingly highlighting to him the importance of the missing part.
After all his searching, t... | A wave of time washed over the world, warping and distorting all. Every man and woman saw their future and past, and felt every single bit of harm they inflicted or would inflict upon fellow man by malice or inaction.
The chosen ones woke up, the heroes, saints and geniuses among mankind. They woke up to see their ut... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | The button was there.
John was there.
The words were there.
But the last part was not.
Warning: this will eradicate all people who
Nothing. All people who what? There was a blank space, and a line underneath, almost as if mockingly highlighting to him the importance of the missing part.
After all his searching, t... | "Go on! " Lauren said to me, with excitement in her voice. "I bet it's nothing. It's ancient, it's probably something silly that we won't even notice."
I was surprised at how optimistic she was. Surely it has to be bad. Surely there's going to be some kind of trade-off. But somehow, with Laurens go-getter attitude, I ... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | "Click". It was just a plastic button held to the wall with double face tape. "I knew this wouldn't actually do anything". Herbert whispered as every Donald Trump supporter in the world exploded. "What would a Utopia even look like?" He scoffed. | "whoa man, should I push this button"
"Yeah I think you should"
"but what if it eradicates all people who are cockboys?"
"...what?"
"im pushing it"
And then there was no one left in that room, because we were both cockboys. | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who..." Neal paused. "I can't read the last few words."
"Need more light?" I asked, and moved closer with the flashlight.
"No, it's completely illegible. It's like someone intentionally removed the last few words." Neal s... | "whoa man, should I push this button"
"Yeah I think you should"
"but what if it eradicates all people who are cockboys?"
"...what?"
"im pushing it"
And then there was no one left in that room, because we were both cockboys. | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | The archaeologist stood hunched over the button, trying to make out those last few words, while the engineer, the president, and the poet laureate sat and waited.
"If we can figure out how it works," the engineer said, "we could build our own version that didn't eradicate anyone."
"I doubt it," the president said. "I... | "whoa man, should I push this button"
"Yeah I think you should"
"but what if it eradicates all people who are cockboys?"
"...what?"
"im pushing it"
And then there was no one left in that room, because we were both cockboys. | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | The button was there.
John was there.
The words were there.
But the last part was not.
Warning: this will eradicate all people who
Nothing. All people who what? There was a blank space, and a line underneath, almost as if mockingly highlighting to him the importance of the missing part.
After all his searching, t... | "whoa man, should I push this button"
"Yeah I think you should"
"but what if it eradicates all people who are cockboys?"
"...what?"
"im pushing it"
And then there was no one left in that room, because we were both cockboys. | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who..." Neal paused. "I can't read the last few words."
"Need more light?" I asked, and moved closer with the flashlight.
"No, it's completely illegible. It's like someone intentionally removed the last few words." Neal s... | "Click". It was just a plastic button held to the wall with double face tape. "I knew this wouldn't actually do anything". Herbert whispered as every Donald Trump supporter in the world exploded. "What would a Utopia even look like?" He scoffed. | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | The button was there.
John was there.
The words were there.
But the last part was not.
Warning: this will eradicate all people who
Nothing. All people who what? There was a blank space, and a line underneath, almost as if mockingly highlighting to him the importance of the missing part.
After all his searching, t... | "Click". It was just a plastic button held to the wall with double face tape. "I knew this wouldn't actually do anything". Herbert whispered as every Donald Trump supporter in the world exploded. "What would a Utopia even look like?" He scoffed. | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | The button was there.
John was there.
The words were there.
But the last part was not.
Warning: this will eradicate all people who
Nothing. All people who what? There was a blank space, and a line underneath, almost as if mockingly highlighting to him the importance of the missing part.
After all his searching, t... | "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who..." Neal paused. "I can't read the last few words."
"Need more light?" I asked, and moved closer with the flashlight.
"No, it's completely illegible. It's like someone intentionally removed the last few words." Neal s... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | The button was there.
John was there.
The words were there.
But the last part was not.
Warning: this will eradicate all people who
Nothing. All people who what? There was a blank space, and a line underneath, almost as if mockingly highlighting to him the importance of the missing part.
After all his searching, t... | The archaeologist stood hunched over the button, trying to make out those last few words, while the engineer, the president, and the poet laureate sat and waited.
"If we can figure out how it works," the engineer said, "we could build our own version that didn't eradicate anyone."
"I doubt it," the president said. "I... | |
[WP] "Push this button to transform this world into a Utopia. Warning: this will eradicate all people who "... The rest is scratched off and illegible. | It was miraculous really. It never really showed up in the same place. For some people it was in their pocket, jangling around with their car keys, for others it was in a cabinet, glove compartment, next to the toaster. It didn’t really matter where. All that mattered was that it showed up for everyone. Every single pe... | "What do you think it does?"
"Fuck if I know man," Howard replied. "Your guess is as good as mine here."
"Who do you think put it here?" Dave asked. His curiosity was certainly something to behold.
"What makes you think I know?" The problem with Dave was that whenever he was full of questions, he always turned to wh... | |
[WP] We finally found a friendly extraterrestrial civilization. However, they are being kind of clingy. | "Come in NASA."
"This is NASA"
"Hi NASA did you get our message?"
"Uh....sorry....transmission is fuzzy." I said, trying to buy some time.
I switched my coms over to the closed channel and buzzed my Captain. "Hey Captain it's them again."
"Damn it Murphy why did you pick up?"
"It's my job to to monitor all incom... | They came from the black,
Searching for a snack,
They politely asked for our brains,
We politely asked them to refrain,
Now we all kinda wished they'd go back.
| |
[WP] We finally found a friendly extraterrestrial civilization. However, they are being kind of clingy. | "No, no, it's no trouble at all," the Pr'cklon ambassador said, waving the protest away, "you've traveled ten *thousand* light years to find our planet, the least we can do is accompany you back home on the journey."
The captain of the Terran vessel ran her hand through her auburn hair,
"Uh, sure. But it will take ... | They came from the black,
Searching for a snack,
They politely asked for our brains,
We politely asked them to refrain,
Now we all kinda wished they'd go back.
| |
[WP] It's the day of the apocalypse, you are known simply as 'The Fifth Horseman'. Describe your role in the end of the world. | Bureaucracy. They never write about me in the stories. Oh sure, Pestilence and War get page after page, but the guy keeping us on schedule? Nah, of course not. Death won't even acknowledge that I'm killing more than Famine these days! If it weren't for me, Death would have missed those two idiots with the phone bo... | It walked up slowly to Adam with its hulking figure, bleeding shadows and darkness.
"Get the fuck away from me! GET AWAY!"
"Adam..." it growled.
Adam tried to crawl away despite the severe injuries but it was inevitable. It appeared in front of him suddenly.
"What the fuck are you!? What the fuck do you want?!"
... | |
Example:
You are a:
* blacksmith (weapons and armour)
* bowyer (bows and crossbows)
* town healer (cure curses and diseases)
* alchemist (potions)
* enchanter (make stuff magic)
* sage (detect what kind of magic stuff is)
* shady merchant (poison and lock picks)
* something else
| [WP] You are a merchant in a RPG-like world and your favourite customer, an adventurer, hasn't returned from the dungeon | "Welcome to The Gilded Hammer, finest Weapons and Armor in all of Stonekeep!" I say. I always say it. Why do I always say it?
It's only Liara anyway. She runs The Alchemist's Ally across the street. She won't buy anything. She never does. Why does she come in every damn day?
I tell her about armor. She tells me about... | *6 days.* The blacksmith put his hammer down on the anvil for the fourth time that day. *6 days and he hasn't returned yet.* The blacksmith picked his hammer back up in another attempt to distract himself from his thoughts. *6 days.*
*Damn it.*
The strong armed nord stood up from his chair, placed his tools on a tabl... |
Example:
You are a:
* blacksmith (weapons and armour)
* bowyer (bows and crossbows)
* town healer (cure curses and diseases)
* alchemist (potions)
* enchanter (make stuff magic)
* sage (detect what kind of magic stuff is)
* shady merchant (poison and lock picks)
* something else
| [WP] You are a merchant in a RPG-like world and your favourite customer, an adventurer, hasn't returned from the dungeon | I remember it as if it were yesterday, but it's approaching nigh on a week now... Stefan the Leviathan had come into my shop, a very lovely (albeit semi-rare) occurrence. He was known to be a hero throughout our lands, and even travelling merchants from lands far and wide came to trade stories of his deeds. He had come... | *6 days.* The blacksmith put his hammer down on the anvil for the fourth time that day. *6 days and he hasn't returned yet.* The blacksmith picked his hammer back up in another attempt to distract himself from his thoughts. *6 days.*
*Damn it.*
The strong armed nord stood up from his chair, placed his tools on a tabl... |
Example:
You are a:
* blacksmith (weapons and armour)
* bowyer (bows and crossbows)
* town healer (cure curses and diseases)
* alchemist (potions)
* enchanter (make stuff magic)
* sage (detect what kind of magic stuff is)
* shady merchant (poison and lock picks)
* something else
| [WP] You are a merchant in a RPG-like world and your favourite customer, an adventurer, hasn't returned from the dungeon | I remember it as if it were yesterday, but it's approaching nigh on a week now... Stefan the Leviathan had come into my shop, a very lovely (albeit semi-rare) occurrence. He was known to be a hero throughout our lands, and even travelling merchants from lands far and wide came to trade stories of his deeds. He had come... | "Welcome to The Gilded Hammer, finest Weapons and Armor in all of Stonekeep!" I say. I always say it. Why do I always say it?
It's only Liara anyway. She runs The Alchemist's Ally across the street. She won't buy anything. She never does. Why does she come in every damn day?
I tell her about armor. She tells me about... |
[WP] "Need homework help: Effects of diet and exercise on a dragon's fire output?" | **Experienced Riders, what effects do diet and exercise have on a dragon's fire output?** (self.askriders)
^submitted ^37 ^minutes ^ago ^by ^drgnrydr13
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[-] **ChernayaSmert** *32 points 28 minutes ago*
Depends on the breed, the climate, the dragon's age, and a host of other factors. But ge... | You see, it started off pretty simple. Homework assignment: what are the effects of diet and exercise for a dragon's fire output? Extra credit for a break down based on the *type* of a dragon. Ice, woodland, blah blah blah. You know the drill. My teacher asks for it to be handed in by Monday. I was thinking maybe I'd d... | |
[WP] "Need homework help: Effects of diet and exercise on a dragon's fire output?" | **Experienced Riders, what effects do diet and exercise have on a dragon's fire output?** (self.askriders)
^submitted ^37 ^minutes ^ago ^by ^drgnrydr13
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[-] **ChernayaSmert** *32 points 28 minutes ago*
Depends on the breed, the climate, the dragon's age, and a host of other factors. But ge... | Exercise is the most important part of a dragon's fire breathing abilities! Without proper lung capacity, a dragon cannot shoot fire for more than a few seconds. Breathing exercises, cardio, and endurance training are among the most popular.
However, contrary to popular belief, dragons do, in fact, spend a lot of time... | |
[WP] Low battery. Exactly the two words I didn't want to see right now. | *Low Battery*
*Low Battery*
"Aww shit babe," I turn down the settings quickly, "Where is your phone!?" She is calm now, I married her because of her integrity and mental perseverance.
"Yeah, It's not like I just pushed a baby out of me. In my duffle, check the side pocket." She was literal when she said the thing a... | Low battery. Exactly the two words I didn't want to see right now.
A flashing red light accompanied the words that flickered and mocked me in the half-light of the doorway. The sun was dipping rapidly below the horizon and the stars began to reveal themselves, twinkling into existence as my eyes began to focus on them... | |
[WP] Low battery. Exactly the two words I didn't want to see right now. | *Low Battery*
*Low Battery*
"Aww shit babe," I turn down the settings quickly, "Where is your phone!?" She is calm now, I married her because of her integrity and mental perseverance.
"Yeah, It's not like I just pushed a baby out of me. In my duffle, check the side pocket." She was literal when she said the thing a... | Low battery. Exactly the two words I didn't want to see right now.
Y'know, it's one thing trying to turn someones nipples into salami, it's something else for the batteries to start running out right before the 'fun' begins.
The great thing about spark plugs is they allow you to harness the power of a certain Nordic ... | |
[WP] You meet the worst person in heaven. You decide to have a conversation with them in order to figure out how they managed to get here. | No one expects Heaven to be so much like Earth. Sure it feels weird to walk on clouds, and I don’t think anyone really gets used to talking to angels, but you’d be able to recognize just about everything here on your first day. For all their infinite power the angels have no imagination, so that’s where we come in. Any... | He was incredibly jealous, self-centered, and controlling. He spent eternities lording over his people. He made them suffer through terrifying atrocities that he could have easily prevented. He committed genocide against his enemies. He demanded sacrifices. He condoned torture, and the killing of children.
He once too... | |
[WP] Humanity united and achieved world peace over a perceived alien invasion, but it has been discovered/revealed that this threat was just propaganda/lies to achieve unity. | The nations of Earth were petty, squabbling entities that only barely refrained from eliminating each other totally. One day, as a last-ditch effort to unite humanity, an alien invasion was staged. Quite successfully, at first. All the peoples and all the nations around the world came together to fight the good figh... | Th world was at peace, until it was revealed why. The invasion-threat was just an extremely well-constructed lie. An elaborate scheme to create fake unity among countries. Because let's be real, if the invasion came, and we fended it off, we'd all turn right back to fighting afterwards. Take World War II. A big chunk o... | |
[WP] Every way to die works like Chicken Pox: If you get it once and survive, it can never happen to you again. | Somehow I was the only one who felt queasy. There we were. Standing on top of a skyscraper, with my idiot friends.
"But will it really be worth it if we, you know, break every bone in our body?" I was shivering despite the midsummer heat.
"Hella yes! We'll be like fucking superheroes!" I swear Kyle was born without f... | So the near-death experience lies dormant in your nervous ganglia? To resurface at a later date as an even worse and painfully debilitating process that does not directly resemble the original offending experience? (Varicella Zoster presents originally as a pox but can recur later in age as the explicitly painful Shing... | |
[WP] Every way to die works like Chicken Pox: If you get it once and survive, it can never happen to you again. | The battlefield twitched and spasmed. A thousand thousand bodies trapped between life and death, reaching out in pain. Their charred limbs protruded from the bloody soil, holding up rusting weapons.
Soldiers walk on top of the bodies. They breath in the poisoned atmosphere, and eat the still moving limbs of their fal... | So the near-death experience lies dormant in your nervous ganglia? To resurface at a later date as an even worse and painfully debilitating process that does not directly resemble the original offending experience? (Varicella Zoster presents originally as a pox but can recur later in age as the explicitly painful Shing... | |
[WP] Every way to die works like Chicken Pox: If you get it once and survive, it can never happen to you again. | **Dr. Morgue**: "So what do you want to do now, Beth?"
**Beth snaps**: "I don't know! I didn't expect to survive that one!"
**Crocodile Hunter**: "Now, now, Beth. No need to stress this much over it! There are plenty of other ways to go, and plenty of time to do it!"
**Beth**: "That's just it! I'm 169, and my birthd... | So the near-death experience lies dormant in your nervous ganglia? To resurface at a later date as an even worse and painfully debilitating process that does not directly resemble the original offending experience? (Varicella Zoster presents originally as a pox but can recur later in age as the explicitly painful Shing... | |
[WP] Every way to die works like Chicken Pox: If you get it once and survive, it can never happen to you again. | When I was five I was an idiot.
It wasn't like I meant to be a nuisance, I just never learned when to stop a joke, when I had gone far enough. It usually put my parents in awkward situations where they had to apologize for their little boy pissing in their bushes, fortunately, my parents understood me. Most of these '... | So the near-death experience lies dormant in your nervous ganglia? To resurface at a later date as an even worse and painfully debilitating process that does not directly resemble the original offending experience? (Varicella Zoster presents originally as a pox but can recur later in age as the explicitly painful Shing... | |
[WP] Every way to die works like Chicken Pox: If you get it once and survive, it can never happen to you again. | "How has your appetite been Greg?"
"Never better." He replied with an air of intense apathy.
"If you don't mind I'd like to go back to your 74th attempt."
"Bit of a bore really, sure you don't want to hear about the 32nd one?"
"No I've read the reports Greg, as well as hearing it from your previous therapist."
"Ho... | So the near-death experience lies dormant in your nervous ganglia? To resurface at a later date as an even worse and painfully debilitating process that does not directly resemble the original offending experience? (Varicella Zoster presents originally as a pox but can recur later in age as the explicitly painful Shing... | |
[WP] Every way to die works like Chicken Pox: If you get it once and survive, it can never happen to you again. | Looking around, I realized I was in the morgue. Again.
What was it this time? As my body began functioning again, the memories flooded back.
I remembered walking through an alleyway, and a sudden pain in my chest before falling over, then bleeding out as a shadow slipped away to join its brethren in the night. After... | So the near-death experience lies dormant in your nervous ganglia? To resurface at a later date as an even worse and painfully debilitating process that does not directly resemble the original offending experience? (Varicella Zoster presents originally as a pox but can recur later in age as the explicitly painful Shing... | |
[WP] Every way to die works like Chicken Pox: If you get it once and survive, it can never happen to you again. | It was the boy's 5th birthday party.
But there weren't any children there.
The week before, he'd asked his parents "Can I have my birthday party at Chuck-E-Cheez's?".
"Sorry, we're gonna have to have it here at home."
"Well how many of my friends can I invite?"
"Sorry tiger, it's gonna have to be family only."
T... | So the near-death experience lies dormant in your nervous ganglia? To resurface at a later date as an even worse and painfully debilitating process that does not directly resemble the original offending experience? (Varicella Zoster presents originally as a pox but can recur later in age as the explicitly painful Shing... | |
[WP] Every way to die works like Chicken Pox: If you get it once and survive, it can never happen to you again. | "Is it gonna hurt mommy?" And I said to her "Yes" as honesty is the best policy. The line inched forward, and my daughter and I moved with it. "What happened on your immunization day?" My daughter asked.
"Well, back in my day, we didn't have to go through as much, it was still painful, but you kids have it rough." I f... | So the near-death experience lies dormant in your nervous ganglia? To resurface at a later date as an even worse and painfully debilitating process that does not directly resemble the original offending experience? (Varicella Zoster presents originally as a pox but can recur later in age as the explicitly painful Shing... | |
[WP] Every way to die works like Chicken Pox: If you get it once and survive, it can never happen to you again. | I haven't figured out how to survive dying from pressure yet.
---
When I was sixteen I drowned. Quietly, the way kids in pools sometimes do- passive, not active drowning. The world closed over me and my lungs filled up and then I died.
When I opened my eyes my chest hurt *horribly*, because someone was shoving it ... | So the near-death experience lies dormant in your nervous ganglia? To resurface at a later date as an even worse and painfully debilitating process that does not directly resemble the original offending experience? (Varicella Zoster presents originally as a pox but can recur later in age as the explicitly painful Shing... | |
[WP] Every way to die works like Chicken Pox: If you get it once and survive, it can never happen to you again. | When I was five I was an idiot.
It wasn't like I meant to be a nuisance, I just never learned when to stop a joke, when I had gone far enough. It usually put my parents in awkward situations where they had to apologize for their little boy pissing in their bushes, fortunately, my parents understood me. Most of these '... | Somehow I was the only one who felt queasy. There we were. Standing on top of a skyscraper, with my idiot friends.
"But will it really be worth it if we, you know, break every bone in our body?" I was shivering despite the midsummer heat.
"Hella yes! We'll be like fucking superheroes!" I swear Kyle was born without f... | |
[WP] Every way to die works like Chicken Pox: If you get it once and survive, it can never happen to you again. | Looking around, I realized I was in the morgue. Again.
What was it this time? As my body began functioning again, the memories flooded back.
I remembered walking through an alleyway, and a sudden pain in my chest before falling over, then bleeding out as a shadow slipped away to join its brethren in the night. After... | Somehow I was the only one who felt queasy. There we were. Standing on top of a skyscraper, with my idiot friends.
"But will it really be worth it if we, you know, break every bone in our body?" I was shivering despite the midsummer heat.
"Hella yes! We'll be like fucking superheroes!" I swear Kyle was born without f... | |
[WP] Every way to die works like Chicken Pox: If you get it once and survive, it can never happen to you again. | "How has your appetite been Greg?"
"Never better." He replied with an air of intense apathy.
"If you don't mind I'd like to go back to your 74th attempt."
"Bit of a bore really, sure you don't want to hear about the 32nd one?"
"No I've read the reports Greg, as well as hearing it from your previous therapist."
"Ho... | The battlefield twitched and spasmed. A thousand thousand bodies trapped between life and death, reaching out in pain. Their charred limbs protruded from the bloody soil, holding up rusting weapons.
Soldiers walk on top of the bodies. They breath in the poisoned atmosphere, and eat the still moving limbs of their fal... | |
[WP] Every way to die works like Chicken Pox: If you get it once and survive, it can never happen to you again. | Looking around, I realized I was in the morgue. Again.
What was it this time? As my body began functioning again, the memories flooded back.
I remembered walking through an alleyway, and a sudden pain in my chest before falling over, then bleeding out as a shadow slipped away to join its brethren in the night. After... | The battlefield twitched and spasmed. A thousand thousand bodies trapped between life and death, reaching out in pain. Their charred limbs protruded from the bloody soil, holding up rusting weapons.
Soldiers walk on top of the bodies. They breath in the poisoned atmosphere, and eat the still moving limbs of their fal... | |
[WP] Every way to die works like Chicken Pox: If you get it once and survive, it can never happen to you again. | Looking around, I realized I was in the morgue. Again.
What was it this time? As my body began functioning again, the memories flooded back.
I remembered walking through an alleyway, and a sudden pain in my chest before falling over, then bleeding out as a shadow slipped away to join its brethren in the night. After... | **Dr. Morgue**: "So what do you want to do now, Beth?"
**Beth snaps**: "I don't know! I didn't expect to survive that one!"
**Crocodile Hunter**: "Now, now, Beth. No need to stress this much over it! There are plenty of other ways to go, and plenty of time to do it!"
**Beth**: "That's just it! I'm 169, and my birthd... | |
[WP] Every way to die works like Chicken Pox: If you get it once and survive, it can never happen to you again. | "Is it gonna hurt mommy?" And I said to her "Yes" as honesty is the best policy. The line inched forward, and my daughter and I moved with it. "What happened on your immunization day?" My daughter asked.
"Well, back in my day, we didn't have to go through as much, it was still painful, but you kids have it rough." I f... | It was the boy's 5th birthday party.
But there weren't any children there.
The week before, he'd asked his parents "Can I have my birthday party at Chuck-E-Cheez's?".
"Sorry, we're gonna have to have it here at home."
"Well how many of my friends can I invite?"
"Sorry tiger, it's gonna have to be family only."
T... | |
[WP] Every way to die works like Chicken Pox: If you get it once and survive, it can never happen to you again. | "Is it gonna hurt mommy?" And I said to her "Yes" as honesty is the best policy. The line inched forward, and my daughter and I moved with it. "What happened on your immunization day?" My daughter asked.
"Well, back in my day, we didn't have to go through as much, it was still painful, but you kids have it rough." I f... | My parents died when I was seven. It was late August in Boston when a lamp short-circuited and caught fire in the living room. I heard my parents' screams as I was dragged to an ambulance with only minor burns. In that moment, a childish ambition became my only path in life.
The fire station adopted me; they always d... | |
[WP] Every way to die works like Chicken Pox: If you get it once and survive, it can never happen to you again. | I haven't figured out how to survive dying from pressure yet.
---
When I was sixteen I drowned. Quietly, the way kids in pools sometimes do- passive, not active drowning. The world closed over me and my lungs filled up and then I died.
When I opened my eyes my chest hurt *horribly*, because someone was shoving it ... | My parents died when I was seven. It was late August in Boston when a lamp short-circuited and caught fire in the living room. I heard my parents' screams as I was dragged to an ambulance with only minor burns. In that moment, a childish ambition became my only path in life.
The fire station adopted me; they always d... | |
[WP] Every way to die works like Chicken Pox: If you get it once and survive, it can never happen to you again. | "Is it gonna hurt mommy?" And I said to her "Yes" as honesty is the best policy. The line inched forward, and my daughter and I moved with it. "What happened on your immunization day?" My daughter asked.
"Well, back in my day, we didn't have to go through as much, it was still painful, but you kids have it rough." I f... | When I was ten, chicken pox had been the worst thing to happen to me. I thought I was going to die. Ha! If only I had known. It's been 113 years now and I'm still going. Some call me a zombie, some call me an angel, churches love to brand me a devil. ...but hey, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, at least in... | |
[WP] Every way to die works like Chicken Pox: If you get it once and survive, it can never happen to you again. | I haven't figured out how to survive dying from pressure yet.
---
When I was sixteen I drowned. Quietly, the way kids in pools sometimes do- passive, not active drowning. The world closed over me and my lungs filled up and then I died.
When I opened my eyes my chest hurt *horribly*, because someone was shoving it ... | When I was ten, chicken pox had been the worst thing to happen to me. I thought I was going to die. Ha! If only I had known. It's been 113 years now and I'm still going. Some call me a zombie, some call me an angel, churches love to brand me a devil. ...but hey, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, at least in... | |
[wp] When you shake anyones hand you see and know all of their their Internet history. The work party just got awkward. | I've always been fascinated by history.
I used to spend hours, daydreaming about the lives of folk from days gone by. Where other kids' imagined monsters and heroes, I built individual lives - totally fictional but meticulously detailed accounts; where they lived, their daily routine - right down to the pins the ladi... | *Wait* What? I stumbled a little, mid-sentence as I shook his hand, and quickly waved it off, laughing about something or other. I made sure I'd heard that right. Heard, sort of. It's complicated. But I had.
*There's no porn in his search history.* I thought. *Seriously? None. Never seen that before.*
The history was... | |
[WP] You are given the option to travel through time, just once, but you will never be able to return to the present. Do you choose to go and if you do where do you go? | He stood on the dock alongside his appointed captain, peering out at his ship as it underwent final preparations.
"What's the update on the roll?" He asked, as he watched the laborers load untold amounts of sealed barrels into the bowels of the ship, keenly watching to make sure each and every one of them made it insi... | I go to the end of time. To watch the chaos and fear in the eyes of the poor souls who have yet had a chance to live. I spend those precious moments with in a spectator sport with one purpose. People watch. | |
. | [WP] All wars are now fought in games of Call Of Duty. | *Operation Nuketown*
*Location classified*
*2016*
-
The coalition looked nervously at each other. Mr. David Cameron, Justin Trudeau, Bernie Sanders, Angela Merkel, and Francois Hollande.
And they were facing young, radical-minded men, all with faster reactions. The middle-to-old aged heads of state and looked at ... | *Via mobile device - forgive mistakes*
'And now after a couple of months of intense leadership talks and no real progress, it's the time you all have been waiting for! Ladies and gentlemen across the globe stay tuned for what will be an historical event as we go into the 4th series of the world wars!!!'
The announcer... |
[removed] | [WP] Faster than light communication becomes possible, and humanity establishes contact with a hostile alien species that immediately declares war; however, neither we nor they have access to faster than light travel, so the only means of combat is through insults and rap battles. | We have finally won the war between worlds. It took 20 years to break them. We realized we would never win if we kept communicating threats 5 years in. Our strategy changed to one for peace and changing the way they thought. For 15 years we sent the same message, day and night. Today the Alien race responded with words... | I put my pot of coffee on. It was always the first thing I did when I got into the lab. There wasn't time for chitchat until coffee was at least coming. Some people recommended that I get a coffee maker at home. They were the same kind of person that thought to teach an addict to make meth was a good idea.
"You good?"... |
[removed] | [WP] Faster than light communication becomes possible, and humanity establishes contact with a hostile alien species that immediately declares war; however, neither we nor they have access to faster than light travel, so the only means of combat is through insults and rap battles. | We have finally won the war between worlds. It took 20 years to break them. We realized we would never win if we kept communicating threats 5 years in. Our strategy changed to one for peace and changing the way they thought. For 15 years we sent the same message, day and night. Today the Alien race responded with words... | Dear Earthlings,
Regarding your last missive, we have neither the anatomical capability nor inclination to do as you suggest. However you may rest assured the sentiment is mutual and that once we arrive we shall return the compliment with vigor.
After downloading your genetic code we successfully created our first sp... |
You're also free to not become a functioning member, if that's more your style, it's up to you! | [WP] You wake up not as yourself, or even your species, but as a ______. You have retained all the memories of your previous life.. and death, but must now adapt to existing as a functioning member of a new species. | Woah, that was a wild party. So many people, so many smells! I probably shouldn’t have had so much chocolate last night, but it smelled so good, and the people left it at nose height, and no one told me I was Bad for having it, and it was really tasty.
 
Still, probably shouldn’t have eaten it. I feel really ... | Oh my God, What happened. I was in the army, I...I don't Understand.
"GORBULS, BOYBY"
What are these huge towering creatures saying, I don't understand.
"WABLA CULTE BLORYB"
And these tendrils, how are they moving. Where is the magnetic field that makes us move. WHO AM I? |
You're also free to not become a functioning member, if that's more your style, it's up to you! | [WP] You wake up not as yourself, or even your species, but as a ______. You have retained all the memories of your previous life.. and death, but must now adapt to existing as a functioning member of a new species. | The four year old inside of me screamed.
The five year old inside of me screamed.
The six year old inside of me screamed.
The seven year old inside of me screamed.
The eight year old inside of me screamed.
The nine year old inside of me screamed.
The ten year old inside of me screamed.
The eleven year old inside... | Oh my God, What happened. I was in the army, I...I don't Understand.
"GORBULS, BOYBY"
What are these huge towering creatures saying, I don't understand.
"WABLA CULTE BLORYB"
And these tendrils, how are they moving. Where is the magnetic field that makes us move. WHO AM I? |
Obligatory "wow this blew up!" edit. | [WP] Nicolas Cage is completely unaware that he is an actor. All he knows is strange men with cameras follow him around while he gets into crazy situations and money shows up randomly in his bank account. | "I'm going to steal the Declaration of Independence."
"Alright, cut! That's great Nick, really great. Get this man a bagel!" Jon said as he answered his cellphone.
Nick didn't let this distraction stop him though. He was on a mission after all. He quietly stepped to the side, swapping the replica Declaration w... | Nick, don't be a dick. Just sign this. I know you have amnesia or something. Look, I don't care. Wow, you looked at an umbrella and thought it was was a selfie stick. Lose your jitters and jump suits and don't be a jackass. Buy gold. Run from here like a jackass ten feet in the air, without a care. i'll film you, just... |
Obligatory "wow this blew up!" edit. | [WP] Nicolas Cage is completely unaware that he is an actor. All he knows is strange men with cameras follow him around while he gets into crazy situations and money shows up randomly in his bank account. | "I'm going to steal the Declaration of Independence."
"Alright, cut! That's great Nick, really great. Get this man a bagel!" Jon said as he answered his cellphone.
Nick didn't let this distraction stop him though. He was on a mission after all. He quietly stepped to the side, swapping the replica Declaration w... | - The script is garbage - said Jim.
- You can't judge it by it's first lines, idiot.
- I totally can, and this is moronic
Filbert seemed excited, angry and all armpit-sweat covered. Jim touched his glases for the 20th time
- Look, people born in this thing, you know? it's not about how much time yo... |
Obligatory "wow this blew up!" edit. | [WP] Nicolas Cage is completely unaware that he is an actor. All he knows is strange men with cameras follow him around while he gets into crazy situations and money shows up randomly in his bank account. | "I'm going to steal the Declaration of Independence."
"Alright, cut! That's great Nick, really great. Get this man a bagel!" Jon said as he answered his cellphone.
Nick didn't let this distraction stop him though. He was on a mission after all. He quietly stepped to the side, swapping the replica Declaration w... | He wakes up in the morning. Feels the need to urinate and walks through the hallway to bathroom. All of a sudden the Kool-Aid man busts through the wall. Nick doesn't stand around to even see that the thing that busted through the wall was an animate, giant pitcher of red drink. He immediately jumps through the window... |
Obligatory "wow this blew up!" edit. | [WP] Nicolas Cage is completely unaware that he is an actor. All he knows is strange men with cameras follow him around while he gets into crazy situations and money shows up randomly in his bank account. | I was quietly walking down the street. Suddenly a random woman approached me and said "Your Nicolas Cage!"
"How do you know my name? I've never seen you before!", I exclaimed.
"I loved you in Ghost Rider!", she said.
Impossible I thought. "You know I am the rider?", I shouted. "Look into my eyes.", as I hold her by ... | It's been nine days, and I'm still not dead. I've been lying in this room in Vegas for nine days, sick, drunk and dying but my body will not let go. I tried faking it a few times, to see if death would get the hint and take me, but for whatever reason I'm still around.
I faked it for Sera. Might have been the first ... |
Obligatory "wow this blew up!" edit. | [WP] Nicolas Cage is completely unaware that he is an actor. All he knows is strange men with cameras follow him around while he gets into crazy situations and money shows up randomly in his bank account. | I was quietly walking down the street. Suddenly a random woman approached me and said "Your Nicolas Cage!"
"How do you know my name? I've never seen you before!", I exclaimed.
"I loved you in Ghost Rider!", she said.
Impossible I thought. "You know I am the rider?", I shouted. "Look into my eyes.", as I hold her by ... | The movie was a complete disaster. All 3 minutes of it.
Nick knew this would be a tough day, they are all tough. At this point his life would feel like it too went straight to DVD but he is quite oblivious to the fact the he did not know. Like how can you possibly expect the unexpected?
Life art: Art life, you tell... |
Obligatory "wow this blew up!" edit. | [WP] Nicolas Cage is completely unaware that he is an actor. All he knows is strange men with cameras follow him around while he gets into crazy situations and money shows up randomly in his bank account. | I was quietly walking down the street. Suddenly a random woman approached me and said "Your Nicolas Cage!"
"How do you know my name? I've never seen you before!", I exclaimed.
"I loved you in Ghost Rider!", she said.
Impossible I thought. "You know I am the rider?", I shouted. "Look into my eyes.", as I hold her by ... | It’s been thirty-four years since my life has changed. The film crew from Best of Times continues to follow me, capturing my every motion and every breath. They’re here when I go to sleep, and are there when I wake up. At this point, they know me better than I know myself.
BUZZ.
There it goes again. My phone illumin... |
Obligatory "wow this blew up!" edit. | [WP] Nicolas Cage is completely unaware that he is an actor. All he knows is strange men with cameras follow him around while he gets into crazy situations and money shows up randomly in his bank account. | Day 13984:
They've found me again. I thought I'd take some of my friends on a nice treasure hunt to get away from those damn cameras, but no. Not even in the Arctic Circle can I escape them. So not only do we all have to deal with this freezing weather, but there's also these idiots with the cameras. I'll keep you ... |
Why is everyone so still, Nic thought to himself. Wondering what is was that these people were waiting for. He looked around, searching and not finding the answers he needed in order to solve this strange phenomenon. As Nic looked around, he heard a loud shout, which appeared to have come from the kitchen. Then a bell... |
Obligatory "wow this blew up!" edit. | [WP] Nicolas Cage is completely unaware that he is an actor. All he knows is strange men with cameras follow him around while he gets into crazy situations and money shows up randomly in his bank account. | Day 13984:
They've found me again. I thought I'd take some of my friends on a nice treasure hunt to get away from those damn cameras, but no. Not even in the Arctic Circle can I escape them. So not only do we all have to deal with this freezing weather, but there's also these idiots with the cameras. I'll keep you ... | "What do you mean I have to pay taxes on my income?" Cage howled at the clerk through the security glass.
"Sir, please calm down" she replied scowling. Pushing up her cat's eye glasses she patronized the emphatic Nicholas Cage "sir, you have to pay taxes on the income you make for acting in movies. That is why we have... |
[WP] Maybe we don't want to change. | *Maybe we don’t want to change.* Life is a struggle. An exhausting, grueling, gritty, sadistic, and ultimately futile, if sometimes short lived, struggle. There comes a time in every human life when you must make a choice. A choice between happiness and goodness for some, happiness or boredom for others, sin and life f... | It's been a while since I've seen you.
I remember that last day, and though the edges aren't crisp anymore, the colors of that memory are as vivid as Kodachrome. You were wearing a blue dress, dark blue but not indigo. The grass was a baked green, drying out in the June sun. Even the sky seemed bleached a pale blue... | |
[WP] Maybe we don't want to change. | Dear friend,
I honestly do appreciate your offer. But, after much consideration I must decline. I don't know why, the opportunity you present to me is the greatest anyone has ever given me, and hell, it's the only thing I have ever wanted, to be normal.
I have lived my life trapped in my mind, a living hell. I have a... | It's been a while since I've seen you.
I remember that last day, and though the edges aren't crisp anymore, the colors of that memory are as vivid as Kodachrome. You were wearing a blue dress, dark blue but not indigo. The grass was a baked green, drying out in the June sun. Even the sky seemed bleached a pale blue... | |
[WP] Maybe we don't want to change. | *Maybe we don’t want to change.* Life is a struggle. An exhausting, grueling, gritty, sadistic, and ultimately futile, if sometimes short lived, struggle. There comes a time in every human life when you must make a choice. A choice between happiness and goodness for some, happiness or boredom for others, sin and life f... | ######[](#dropcap)
"Fine, see if I care. But when you're nothing but a bloody smear against a courtyard wall and a lifeless corpse on the ground don't say I didn't warn ya."
The man's words drifted through the dim lit space, passing over the packed ranks of men and women who stood in thought. Most were shabbily dress... | |
[WP] Maybe we don't want to change. | Dear friend,
I honestly do appreciate your offer. But, after much consideration I must decline. I don't know why, the opportunity you present to me is the greatest anyone has ever given me, and hell, it's the only thing I have ever wanted, to be normal.
I have lived my life trapped in my mind, a living hell. I have a... | ######[](#dropcap)
"Fine, see if I care. But when you're nothing but a bloody smear against a courtyard wall and a lifeless corpse on the ground don't say I didn't warn ya."
The man's words drifted through the dim lit space, passing over the packed ranks of men and women who stood in thought. Most were shabbily dress... | |
[WP] Maybe we don't want to change. | Dear friend,
I honestly do appreciate your offer. But, after much consideration I must decline. I don't know why, the opportunity you present to me is the greatest anyone has ever given me, and hell, it's the only thing I have ever wanted, to be normal.
I have lived my life trapped in my mind, a living hell. I have a... | It's in our nature to ridicule anything new. Sometimes we want to wake up in the same bed everyday and look out of the same window and watch the same sun rise every morning. Every day we take the same bus route to the same job we've had for the past decade. This is the life we all share. This is the life we accept.
Me... | |
[WP] Most people drink to forget. You drink to remember. | I hate him when I'm sober and maybe that's the real problem because his eyes have turned from brown to black, almost as dark as the bruises he's left on my body. You see, I used to love his smirk, the way the corners of his mouth curved to the sun, but now I only see the sun when he raises his fists to the sky and his ... | The bar that I was sitting in was far from high class. If you a sharp left turn on the road to fancy and drove a few miles you would be halfway to this place. Half of the tables were cracked, all of the glasses were dirty, and the bartender was attending to them with a filthy rag. It wasn't the kind of place people exp... | |
[WP] Most people drink to forget. You drink to remember. | Li moved to Canada when he was eight. Over the course of three months, his family packed up their meager belongings to pursue opportunity in the West, where they dreamt of giving Li a chance to make a future for himself. They scraped and saved every extra yuan they could, sometimes at the expense of the rice from their... | The bar that I was sitting in was far from high class. If you a sharp left turn on the road to fancy and drove a few miles you would be halfway to this place. Half of the tables were cracked, all of the glasses were dirty, and the bartender was attending to them with a filthy rag. It wasn't the kind of place people exp... | |
[WP] Most people drink to forget. You drink to remember. | I hate him when I'm sober and maybe that's the real problem because his eyes have turned from brown to black, almost as dark as the bruises he's left on my body. You see, I used to love his smirk, the way the corners of his mouth curved to the sun, but now I only see the sun when he raises his fists to the sky and his ... | You decide a drink will help tonight.
You've been having the same dream for the past month. It's of a man and a child holding hands. They're about to speak, and you wake up. You've been holding off drinks and replacing them with warm milk. It doesn't help with the night terrors.
You decide a glass of whiskey is the h... | |
[WP] Most people drink to forget. You drink to remember. | Li moved to Canada when he was eight. Over the course of three months, his family packed up their meager belongings to pursue opportunity in the West, where they dreamt of giving Li a chance to make a future for himself. They scraped and saved every extra yuan they could, sometimes at the expense of the rice from their... | You decide a drink will help tonight.
You've been having the same dream for the past month. It's of a man and a child holding hands. They're about to speak, and you wake up. You've been holding off drinks and replacing them with warm milk. It doesn't help with the night terrors.
You decide a glass of whiskey is the h... | |
[WP] Every life supporting planet in our galaxy is connected by a portal which also distributes magic to the worlds. On some worlds there live elves, on others there are dwarves etc. Thousands of years ago Earth lost it's portal and along with it, the magic | She sits by the window, handkerchief and threaded needle on hand. The light brushes against her fingers working the needle through the cloth.
"-ran!"
"Gran!"
A wee creature the size of a dwarf, only with a narrower frame, runs to her.
The child holds what looks to be an old branch.
"This stick is weird," Callum sa... | "I never could grasp the thought that all this, "Magic" and wizardry us humans came up with was all because of the Church and it blaming non believers as heretics."
"Think about it, how is it in every culture in some way or another there is solid evidence of something supernatural our ancestors had that helped them ... | |
I've thought about this a lot, I'd love to see someone make a story out of it. Obviously go your own creative way, but for example – I've always wondered if we'd switch cars and the like to electric, or if we'd start splitting hydrogen from water on a massive scale to get the oomph of a combustion engine... Or maybe we... | [WP] Humanity stumbles onto an effectively infinite source of clean energy. The world adapts. | When the Astyrix was discovered, it made things great. Machines could run forever with no environmental repercussions. Industry could produce almost uninhibited by energy costs. And everyone could finally afford the amenities that made life easier.
Eventually everything ran from it, and old methods of electrical gener... | Peace was established for so long that the thought of war seemed odd. Ever since humanity faced World War III long ago humanity established that the separation of countries only made humanity weaker. So we combined, Our fuel, Water, and Food distributed everywhere. The entire world learning new a combination of each la... |
I've thought about this a lot, I'd love to see someone make a story out of it. Obviously go your own creative way, but for example – I've always wondered if we'd switch cars and the like to electric, or if we'd start splitting hydrogen from water on a massive scale to get the oomph of a combustion engine... Or maybe we... | [WP] Humanity stumbles onto an effectively infinite source of clean energy. The world adapts. | "Should we tell them?"
"It's not a question of 'should,' Doug, it's a question of whether or not we do."
Doug played with his pen, folded his arms, interlocked his fingers, did anything he could to stop the tremble that had infected his hands, though nothing short of sitting on them would work. George might have been... | Peace was established for so long that the thought of war seemed odd. Ever since humanity faced World War III long ago humanity established that the separation of countries only made humanity weaker. So we combined, Our fuel, Water, and Food distributed everywhere. The entire world learning new a combination of each la... |
[WP] The genie doesn't ruin wishes intentionally. He's just senile and hard of hearing. | He rubbed the lamp and out came the blue smoke. It took form and before him sat a genie.
"Bonjour, how are you, monsieur? Quite dashing I might add. Could make you a bit more, though. Handsome enough to be a prince, perhaps?" the genie said all very quickly.
"No, no, I've already thought of my wishes. I want eternal ... | I stepped forwards, tentatively into the cave. If I was being honest to myself, I expected it to be a somewhat fancier place. Maybe some chandeliers, or a giant golden pedestal or something. But nope. Just a dull grey cave, filled with random juts of rock, stalagmites and stalactites and whatever. And an even more disa... | |
[WP] The First TechnoMage | There I was, standing at the precipice of human achievement and I couldn't believe a second of it. I, and a handful of others, had been selected for a special treatment procedure part of some government project caked the Author program. I had been diagnosed with the strange plague that had swept over several countries ... | It was a day like any other, well, almost.
I woke up to the blaring sound of my alarm clock. 17:00, it read. I ignored it, willing it to shut off. Then it did.
I snapped to fully awake. The act of willing my alarm clock to silence had caused a change in me. I could see the world differently, as if a filter had been r... | |
[WP] The First TechnoMage | "Secure the corridors 010 and 100. You 001 help 011 set the jammer up". Mechmagister Python prompted.
Obsolete or not he was not going to let The Architech escape this time. The Architech may have been the first to intertwine technology with fundamental magic laws, but that never meant he was the best.
"Surrender ca... | It was a day like any other, well, almost.
I woke up to the blaring sound of my alarm clock. 17:00, it read. I ignored it, willing it to shut off. Then it did.
I snapped to fully awake. The act of willing my alarm clock to silence had caused a change in me. I could see the world differently, as if a filter had been r... | |
[WP] The First TechnoMage | There I was, standing at the precipice of human achievement and I couldn't believe a second of it. I, and a handful of others, had been selected for a special treatment procedure part of some government project caked the Author program. I had been diagnosed with the strange plague that had swept over several countries ... | "What does it say, Pia?" Aksyl looked up at her, his bright eyes wide with wonder.
When Pia was a young girl, her father had given her lessons in Enginetongue, but she wasn't a little girl anymore. She brushed her graying hair out of her crow-footed eyes and peered at the inscriptions on the panel in front of her. Sh... | |
Unfortunately, most of their spells are designed for combat. No teleportation or other magical transportation, and no astral projection or other magical communication. How does the mage get back to civilization, Castaway style?
I'd also love to hear about how they got *onto* the island in the first place, if you'd rat... | [WP] A battle mage is stranded on a desert island | There comes a moment in life when life begins taking things away. In time life no longer offers anything and the dead outnumber the living. The mind no longer accepts new faces or places. On arrival to a new place there nothing new and the people, the streets, the shops are what have already known. Each contortion of ... | "What am I?", he bellows at the ocean. The soothing rhythm of the crashing waves drowns out his voice. The sun beats on his heavy armor. He looks around and sees only the white-sand beach around him, and the thick jungle behind him.
His rage ebbing, the circumstance becomes clear to him: the weight of his armor, the ... |
Unfortunately, most of their spells are designed for combat. No teleportation or other magical transportation, and no astral projection or other magical communication. How does the mage get back to civilization, Castaway style?
I'd also love to hear about how they got *onto* the island in the first place, if you'd rat... | [WP] A battle mage is stranded on a desert island | Abercrombie felt his body settle into its present location almost molecule by molecule and remained perfectly still until he felt each one in place again. Slowly opening his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't as bad as he feared. His punishment - banishment to some unknown realm might have been worse. M... | "What am I?", he bellows at the ocean. The soothing rhythm of the crashing waves drowns out his voice. The sun beats on his heavy armor. He looks around and sees only the white-sand beach around him, and the thick jungle behind him.
His rage ebbing, the circumstance becomes clear to him: the weight of his armor, the ... |
Unfortunately, most of their spells are designed for combat. No teleportation or other magical transportation, and no astral projection or other magical communication. How does the mage get back to civilization, Castaway style?
I'd also love to hear about how they got *onto* the island in the first place, if you'd rat... | [WP] A battle mage is stranded on a desert island | Whoops.
That was the last thing going through my head before a swarthy, thickly-built sailor clocked me over the head and left me on Boah's Point.
I sat under the shade of a palm tree, trying to defend myself from the rays of the sun as best I could. Having nothing else better to do, I thought. And thought. And thoug... | "What am I?", he bellows at the ocean. The soothing rhythm of the crashing waves drowns out his voice. The sun beats on his heavy armor. He looks around and sees only the white-sand beach around him, and the thick jungle behind him.
His rage ebbing, the circumstance becomes clear to him: the weight of his armor, the ... |
Unfortunately, most of their spells are designed for combat. No teleportation or other magical transportation, and no astral projection or other magical communication. How does the mage get back to civilization, Castaway style?
I'd also love to hear about how they got *onto* the island in the first place, if you'd rat... | [WP] A battle mage is stranded on a desert island | Oh God, what did I do to deserve this??!! It was bad enough to wake up to the most horrendous cloud of thick smoke I have ever seen in my life. I had to spend days heating up all the air around me just to make some winds to disperse this smoke. But when this smoke cleared up, it revealed that I am marooned on a deserte... | "What am I?", he bellows at the ocean. The soothing rhythm of the crashing waves drowns out his voice. The sun beats on his heavy armor. He looks around and sees only the white-sand beach around him, and the thick jungle behind him.
His rage ebbing, the circumstance becomes clear to him: the weight of his armor, the ... |
Unfortunately, most of their spells are designed for combat. No teleportation or other magical transportation, and no astral projection or other magical communication. How does the mage get back to civilization, Castaway style?
I'd also love to hear about how they got *onto* the island in the first place, if you'd rat... | [WP] A battle mage is stranded on a desert island | Well, this was...new.
Through the years, I'd found myself in countless, generally dire circumstances. There was that battle in the Hills of Erisad --we were outnumbered a hundred to one, but strength in numbers doesn't help against an utterly unbalanced mage able to integrate shielding, targeting, and absorptive dest... | "What am I?", he bellows at the ocean. The soothing rhythm of the crashing waves drowns out his voice. The sun beats on his heavy armor. He looks around and sees only the white-sand beach around him, and the thick jungle behind him.
His rage ebbing, the circumstance becomes clear to him: the weight of his armor, the ... |
Unfortunately, most of their spells are designed for combat. No teleportation or other magical transportation, and no astral projection or other magical communication. How does the mage get back to civilization, Castaway style?
I'd also love to hear about how they got *onto* the island in the first place, if you'd rat... | [WP] A battle mage is stranded on a desert island | It had been a glorious battle, one of my best if i do say so myself.
The evil Ser Rothwood had been a thorn in my side, literally and figuratively. I must admit that he did quite the number on the merchant vessel in which our standoff had taken place. I figured that if i had gotten him to sea, he would not be able t... | "What am I?", he bellows at the ocean. The soothing rhythm of the crashing waves drowns out his voice. The sun beats on his heavy armor. He looks around and sees only the white-sand beach around him, and the thick jungle behind him.
His rage ebbing, the circumstance becomes clear to him: the weight of his armor, the ... |
Unfortunately, most of their spells are designed for combat. No teleportation or other magical transportation, and no astral projection or other magical communication. How does the mage get back to civilization, Castaway style?
I'd also love to hear about how they got *onto* the island in the first place, if you'd rat... | [WP] A battle mage is stranded on a desert island | I sighed. There was nothing for it. I was going to have to start digging.
The island was... small. Possessed of only low brush, with no trees higher than my shoulders. No lumber, and a signal fire would quickly consume what scarce vegetation there was, and certainly kill off what little wildlife to be had for forage, ... | "What am I?", he bellows at the ocean. The soothing rhythm of the crashing waves drowns out his voice. The sun beats on his heavy armor. He looks around and sees only the white-sand beach around him, and the thick jungle behind him.
His rage ebbing, the circumstance becomes clear to him: the weight of his armor, the ... |
Unfortunately, most of their spells are designed for combat. No teleportation or other magical transportation, and no astral projection or other magical communication. How does the mage get back to civilization, Castaway style?
I'd also love to hear about how they got *onto* the island in the first place, if you'd rat... | [WP] A battle mage is stranded on a desert island | Aprika was lucky the blast didn't kill him.
He got up, pushing back the fallen tree trunk and gravel. *What a conniving witch.*
The fight had been even from the start. But at the end, Xirca cheated. A gesture of surrender turned to a knife in his back. Her explosion threw him out of the Grand Ship where the duel t... | "What am I?", he bellows at the ocean. The soothing rhythm of the crashing waves drowns out his voice. The sun beats on his heavy armor. He looks around and sees only the white-sand beach around him, and the thick jungle behind him.
His rage ebbing, the circumstance becomes clear to him: the weight of his armor, the ... |
Unfortunately, most of their spells are designed for combat. No teleportation or other magical transportation, and no astral projection or other magical communication. How does the mage get back to civilization, Castaway style?
I'd also love to hear about how they got *onto* the island in the first place, if you'd rat... | [WP] A battle mage is stranded on a desert island | There comes a moment in life when life begins taking things away. In time life no longer offers anything and the dead outnumber the living. The mind no longer accepts new faces or places. On arrival to a new place there nothing new and the people, the streets, the shops are what have already known. Each contortion of ... | "Did I miscast?" Karl was about to send himself into the fray on the other side of the world to aid his comrades in battle. However he was shaken by a centaur war-runner and his spell fizzled into nothing.
"I have stolen the magics of the 9 great mages and I fail to utilize a simple teleportation spell!" He stalked ov... |
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