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[WP] It's been 300 years since Mars was colonized. Now, there is a revolution and the colonies are fighting for their independance. The first space battle in human history is about to begin. | First time writing something here, so I understand if it's shit.
Captain Hollister drew a long, slow breath in through his nose. He had to remain calm, if not for himself then for the crew of his ship, The Hercules. It had been 5 weeks since the colonies of Mars split from the Terran Empire, and in that time Holliste... | "They have absolutely no regard for civilization! They are degenerates and criminals who think they have some ridiculous right to self-determination! This rebellion will accomplish *nothing* aside from destroying families and obliterating progress for the next decade!" The Terran captain's rage continued to pour over t... | |
[WP] It's been 300 years since Mars was colonized. Now, there is a revolution and the colonies are fighting for their independance. The first space battle in human history is about to begin. | "Silence on the Stage! Cue lights! Roll cameras! and we are live in 3,2,1 ..."
"Welcome and thank you for joining us! I'm Kate!"
"I'm Habib! Today's date stamp is May 26 2336"
"And this is the Reality Check!"
"And this is the Reality Check!"
"If you're just leaving virtual immersion folks here is the IRL so far.... | "They have absolutely no regard for civilization! They are degenerates and criminals who think they have some ridiculous right to self-determination! This rebellion will accomplish *nothing* aside from destroying families and obliterating progress for the next decade!" The Terran captain's rage continued to pour over t... | |
[WP] It's been 300 years since Mars was colonized. Now, there is a revolution and the colonies are fighting for their independance. The first space battle in human history is about to begin. | First time writing something here, so I understand if it's shit.
Captain Hollister drew a long, slow breath in through his nose. He had to remain calm, if not for himself then for the crew of his ship, The Hercules. It had been 5 weeks since the colonies of Mars split from the Terran Empire, and in that time Holliste... | The Procession of Zurocorp soldiers eyed the crowd suspiciously. In theory they were all here to pay respects for the Governor-General of Mars, but the situation was far more complicated.
The Old Governor-General had been far more pro Martian than his superiors had desired. But now that he was dead they would likely ... | |
[WP] It's been 300 years since Mars was colonized. Now, there is a revolution and the colonies are fighting for their independance. The first space battle in human history is about to begin. | "Silence on the Stage! Cue lights! Roll cameras! and we are live in 3,2,1 ..."
"Welcome and thank you for joining us! I'm Kate!"
"I'm Habib! Today's date stamp is May 26 2336"
"And this is the Reality Check!"
"And this is the Reality Check!"
"If you're just leaving virtual immersion folks here is the IRL so far.... | The Procession of Zurocorp soldiers eyed the crowd suspiciously. In theory they were all here to pay respects for the Governor-General of Mars, but the situation was far more complicated.
The Old Governor-General had been far more pro Martian than his superiors had desired. But now that he was dead they would likely ... | |
[WP] It's been 300 years since Mars was colonized. Now, there is a revolution and the colonies are fighting for their independance. The first space battle in human history is about to begin. | First time writing something here, so I understand if it's shit.
Captain Hollister drew a long, slow breath in through his nose. He had to remain calm, if not for himself then for the crew of his ship, The Hercules. It had been 5 weeks since the colonies of Mars split from the Terran Empire, and in that time Holliste... | "We are approaching the Laviathan sir."
"All crews to their transports."
Sam was part of Charlie squadron, in a crew of four. They raced to their transport to strap in for the ride out. Charlie was to slip in the center of the station from the north and drop off the payloads in the middle, where the smaller grav woul... | |
[WP] It's been 300 years since Mars was colonized. Now, there is a revolution and the colonies are fighting for their independance. The first space battle in human history is about to begin. | "Silence on the Stage! Cue lights! Roll cameras! and we are live in 3,2,1 ..."
"Welcome and thank you for joining us! I'm Kate!"
"I'm Habib! Today's date stamp is May 26 2336"
"And this is the Reality Check!"
"And this is the Reality Check!"
"If you're just leaving virtual immersion folks here is the IRL so far.... | "We are approaching the Laviathan sir."
"All crews to their transports."
Sam was part of Charlie squadron, in a crew of four. They raced to their transport to strap in for the ride out. Charlie was to slip in the center of the station from the north and drop off the payloads in the middle, where the smaller grav woul... | |
[WP] It's been 300 years since Mars was colonized. Now, there is a revolution and the colonies are fighting for their independance. The first space battle in human history is about to begin. | First time writing something here, so I understand if it's shit.
Captain Hollister drew a long, slow breath in through his nose. He had to remain calm, if not for himself then for the crew of his ship, The Hercules. It had been 5 weeks since the colonies of Mars split from the Terran Empire, and in that time Holliste... | Everything was silent. I could hear my own breathing but with the voice activated coms nothing else. I sat and waited for the assault to begin. I supposed that a Greek warrior fighting the ancient Persians and a marine about to land on Iwo Jima would have had that in common with me. The waiting I mean, not the sile... | |
[WP] It's been 300 years since Mars was colonized. Now, there is a revolution and the colonies are fighting for their independance. The first space battle in human history is about to begin. | "Silence on the Stage! Cue lights! Roll cameras! and we are live in 3,2,1 ..."
"Welcome and thank you for joining us! I'm Kate!"
"I'm Habib! Today's date stamp is May 26 2336"
"And this is the Reality Check!"
"And this is the Reality Check!"
"If you're just leaving virtual immersion folks here is the IRL so far.... | Everything was silent. I could hear my own breathing but with the voice activated coms nothing else. I sat and waited for the assault to begin. I supposed that a Greek warrior fighting the ancient Persians and a marine about to land on Iwo Jima would have had that in common with me. The waiting I mean, not the sile... | |
[WP] It's been 300 years since Mars was colonized. Now, there is a revolution and the colonies are fighting for their independance. The first space battle in human history is about to begin. | "Silence on the Stage! Cue lights! Roll cameras! and we are live in 3,2,1 ..."
"Welcome and thank you for joining us! I'm Kate!"
"I'm Habib! Today's date stamp is May 26 2336"
"And this is the Reality Check!"
"And this is the Reality Check!"
"If you're just leaving virtual immersion folks here is the IRL so far.... | Sol 2356, 6th of March, the Free Martian Unified Colonies rejected the Federation of Terra Nation's ultimatum, war draw closer as ever, the 8 power houses on Terra change their mobilisation status fron partial to standard. Expedition Fleet 2 and 3 was order to move into 20000km from Mars and ready for bombardment. Expe... | |
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Some of you said my idea is illogical. What I originally had in mind was a sci-fi story where a time traveler goes back to pre-Columbian America and warns the Aztecs that the Europeans will destroy them. As a result, they kill off all explorers that reach the... | [WP]In an alternate universe, America was never discovered. It's 1927, Charles Lindbergh, a Swedish pilot attempts the first transatlantic flight to Asia. During his flight, he receives a radio transmission saying "This is the Aztec Royal Air Force, prepare to surrender or you will be shot down." | "Seriously?" said Lindberg, astonished. "No, not really," said Chief Xacoxto. "We never even invented the wheel, we really weren't on track for this. It's a lot more likely you are hallucinating than the idea that we would even have Watt's engine by now."
Charlie knew sense when he heard it, and this sounded a lot lik... | "--YA TIK---zzzzzz--LI!" The radio fizzed and squelched. It buzzed as he turned the dial.
"TIYA TIKWIKA TLALI!" The radio suddenly shouted, clearly, angrily. "OMPA!"
*The hell does that mean? Who could it possibly be is a better question... Frank, from the refueling expedition, is not the sort of fellow to make jokes... |
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Some of you said my idea is illogical. What I originally had in mind was a sci-fi story where a time traveler goes back to pre-Columbian America and warns the Aztecs that the Europeans will destroy them. As a result, they kill off all explorers that reach the... | [WP]In an alternate universe, America was never discovered. It's 1927, Charles Lindbergh, a Swedish pilot attempts the first transatlantic flight to Asia. During his flight, he receives a radio transmission saying "This is the Aztec Royal Air Force, prepare to surrender or you will be shot down." | He'd been flying for the better part of a day since he left Casablanca. His airplane was a beast, loaded with the fuel he'd need for his trip across the vast Eurasian Ocean. While there was some hope he'd be able to land somewhere to rest, they had not counted on it. As he cruised over the dark waters, he was starting... | "--YA TIK---zzzzzz--LI!" The radio fizzed and squelched. It buzzed as he turned the dial.
"TIYA TIKWIKA TLALI!" The radio suddenly shouted, clearly, angrily. "OMPA!"
*The hell does that mean? Who could it possibly be is a better question... Frank, from the refueling expedition, is not the sort of fellow to make jokes... |
Wow I didn't think this would get so popular. Thanks guys!
Some of you said my idea is illogical. What I originally had in mind was a sci-fi story where a time traveler goes back to pre-Columbian America and warns the Aztecs that the Europeans will destroy them. As a result, they kill off all explorers that reach the... | [WP]In an alternate universe, America was never discovered. It's 1927, Charles Lindbergh, a Swedish pilot attempts the first transatlantic flight to Asia. During his flight, he receives a radio transmission saying "This is the Aztec Royal Air Force, prepare to surrender or you will be shot down." | He'd been flying for the better part of a day since he left Casablanca. His airplane was a beast, loaded with the fuel he'd need for his trip across the vast Eurasian Ocean. While there was some hope he'd be able to land somewhere to rest, they had not counted on it. As he cruised over the dark waters, he was starting... | "Seriously?" said Lindberg, astonished. "No, not really," said Chief Xacoxto. "We never even invented the wheel, we really weren't on track for this. It's a lot more likely you are hallucinating than the idea that we would even have Watt's engine by now."
Charlie knew sense when he heard it, and this sounded a lot lik... |
Wow I didn't think this would get so popular. Thanks guys!
Some of you said my idea is illogical. What I originally had in mind was a sci-fi story where a time traveler goes back to pre-Columbian America and warns the Aztecs that the Europeans will destroy them. As a result, they kill off all explorers that reach the... | [WP]In an alternate universe, America was never discovered. It's 1927, Charles Lindbergh, a Swedish pilot attempts the first transatlantic flight to Asia. During his flight, he receives a radio transmission saying "This is the Aztec Royal Air Force, prepare to surrender or you will be shot down." | The view never got old.
I have been flying over water and clouds for over a day now, sitting in a metal bird hundreds of feet above ground, and still had a while to go, but with a view like this, I sure as hell didn't mind. I gazed out towards the left of my cockpit where the sun had begun to break the surface of the ... | What beasts lurk below the still, blue glass? What monsters? What allies?
*Spirit* purrs beneath me, all around me, as I slip through the sky, brazen and unchecked. A man among birds. And while my windows point forward and upward, my mind points downward, down towards that third world, the blue and black world that h... |
[WP] The man who never lied was the best liar of them all. | As I climb up the hill on top of which Mr. Leogan’s home is perched, I am struck by how simple, how unpretentious it is. The house is plain and unassuming, painted a fading yellow and looking even smaller next to the apple tree towering protectively over it. Of course, I hadn’t really expected a house much different fr... | Father Edwards was a complicated man. On the outside, he seems to be a simple old priest, loyal to his church and to his faith.
Those of keen intellect who spoke with him saw something more. There was a sharpness behind those eyes, father Edwards was no 2-dimensional man. Surely, he was a liar, a puppet master pullin... | |
[WP] The man who never lied was the best liar of them all. | "They say you're an evil man."
"They do."
Jenny looked through the glass at David. Small, hunched over, he looked uncomfortable on the stool in his orange jumpsuit. His right hand held the receiver to his ear, his left fidgeting with his pants. Even now, as they had the first real conversation they'd had in weeks, he... | Father Edwards was a complicated man. On the outside, he seems to be a simple old priest, loyal to his church and to his faith.
Those of keen intellect who spoke with him saw something more. There was a sharpness behind those eyes, father Edwards was no 2-dimensional man. Surely, he was a liar, a puppet master pullin... | |
[WP] Describe an average day as aggressively and violently as possible | Sunlight stabbed through the curtains, burning straight into my eyes like a laser. The traitorously silent alarm sits like a rotted corpse, oblivious to the invectives I hurl its way - I'm late. I tear the sheets off my body like I'm ripping off a first layer of skin, and rage into the bathroom. My hands are busy tr... |
Woke up, didn't choke up.
Saw my AK, it was broke up.
Put it together like a jigsaw.
Got my nine and my Rambo knife off the floor.
Went to the bathroom, and beat the rush.
Yo, who the fuck used my toothbrush?
Went to my sister's room, yo bitch, wake up.
You stupid ass, dirty ass, nasty ass slut.
Shot her in the... | |
[WP] Describe an average day as aggressively and violently as possible | Steve explodes out of bed in the morning, fist slamming on the bomb-siren, death-to-heathens, Jihad-scream of his alarm. He tears into the bathroom, projects a stream of piss like poison, and drops a turd like a nuclear bomb. Then, a shower. Water bullets down his back, splattering shampoo foam like shrapnel. He doesn’... | (Never wrote stuff, sry for terribleness... =/)
"Aaah fuck off.... I hate that sound.
Allright, allright, I will punch you in the face since you keep asking for it, fucker!"
After some retard looking mouvement, I finally found my phone and started fighting with the damn touch screen, how hard is it to just make a ce... | |
[WP] Describe an average day as aggressively and violently as possible | Steve explodes out of bed in the morning, fist slamming on the bomb-siren, death-to-heathens, Jihad-scream of his alarm. He tears into the bathroom, projects a stream of piss like poison, and drops a turd like a nuclear bomb. Then, a shower. Water bullets down his back, splattering shampoo foam like shrapnel. He doesn’... | Wake up to the sounds of screams, at least it sounds like it. I punch the off button on my alarm clock. Stomp out of bed. Bust through the bathroom door, time to intensely scrub my Fuckin chompers. After that I slowly microwave pig intestines wrapped in a pancake slowly suffocating. Was that a scream or just air escapi... | |
[WP] A passionate lovestory between two people... who don't speak the same language. You are the translator. | She was one of those who had feelings bigger than their bodies; they clustered like an animal burrowing towards its goal, and all anyone could do was watch and hope it finds its way.
But as her aunt and the one in the family who took a couple semesters of a Romance language (not Sardinian, not that it matters), I had ... | When you fall,sometimes you fall hard. My boy did just that. Click click boom. Just like that over weeks of staring at her. I kept saying" You gotta ask her out. You're always looking like a creep when you do that." My boy had no moves. At all.
Eventually,he got the courage to finally approach her only to find ou... | |
[WP] A passionate lovestory between two people... who don't speak the same language. You are the translator. | I had seen the love in her eyes the moment she'd seen her across the bar. The perfect punk-rock androgyne: shaved head crowning elfin features, high pink blush on aquiline cheeks, lean and athletic, moving like a ballerina in Docs and shredded jeans. As she leaned over the pool table to align her cue, her eyes flitted ... | When you fall,sometimes you fall hard. My boy did just that. Click click boom. Just like that over weeks of staring at her. I kept saying" You gotta ask her out. You're always looking like a creep when you do that." My boy had no moves. At all.
Eventually,he got the courage to finally approach her only to find ou... | |
[WP] A passionate lovestory between two people... who don't speak the same language. You are the translator. | "I'm wasting time here, fuck you!"
I took a brief moment to ponder on the chain of events that led me here, sitting in the limousine of this Grand Duke of whatchamacallit, who is clearly smittened by the rather revealing visage of this lady on the street, "Sire, the lady expresses that she wishes to dally no further a... | When you fall,sometimes you fall hard. My boy did just that. Click click boom. Just like that over weeks of staring at her. I kept saying" You gotta ask her out. You're always looking like a creep when you do that." My boy had no moves. At all.
Eventually,he got the courage to finally approach her only to find ou... | |
[WP] A passionate lovestory between two people... who don't speak the same language. You are the translator. | I've always wanted to do one of these! I'm so willing to take constructive criticism too :D Thanks for reading!
GREEN
Her long fingers tapped to the low beat faintly playing in the background. I still don't understand why she picked my favorite diner for this. I didn't want ruin the atmosphere.
*God, she was nervou... | When you fall,sometimes you fall hard. My boy did just that. Click click boom. Just like that over weeks of staring at her. I kept saying" You gotta ask her out. You're always looking like a creep when you do that." My boy had no moves. At all.
Eventually,he got the courage to finally approach her only to find ou... | |
[WP] A passionate lovestory between two people... who don't speak the same language. You are the translator. | "I used to see the devil every morning. . ." Joseph tells her.
She nods. "I love mine with lemon."
Cassie brushes a dark strand from her face and smiles. Her Japanese features are distinct, and although her parents have always been adamant about marrying traditionally; she has to do what's right for her.
"But then... | When you fall,sometimes you fall hard. My boy did just that. Click click boom. Just like that over weeks of staring at her. I kept saying" You gotta ask her out. You're always looking like a creep when you do that." My boy had no moves. At all.
Eventually,he got the courage to finally approach her only to find ou... | |
[WP] You work for the NSA. You monitor 10 random citizens in the same city through the cameras on their devices. You suspect that they have begun secretly communicating with one another. | It was just a typical day. Jansan walked in, tapped his card - NSA_DRONE_215421.34 popped up on the screen - and started work. Turn on his work computer, log in, wait three minutes for it to verify (using five-factor auth, of course), and then the ten screens lit up like a light show.
Turns out stalking people wasn't ... | Dear Diary,
Did you know I was lying to you when I said that I write by hand in order to preserve some sort of genuineness to my thoughts – you know, not be able to just quickly and easily erase and rewrite a sentence multiple times? To be honest, it’s because I’m scared of someone hacking into my computer and finding... | |
[WP] "God" is actually two people: one who is omnipotent but not omniscient, and the other who is omniscient but not omnipotent. They both hate each other. | "Look, just trust me this one time."
"Oh, this one time, sure."
"Okay, along with all the other times."
"The answer's still no."
"Fuckin...why? Do you doubt me?"
"Every second of every day."
"That's rude."
"It's accurate, god!"
"Well, you should still do it, god."
"Give me a reason."
"Trust me, I know it doe... | "I hate him. I hate him. I don't care that its going to be thanksgiving mom. I don't want to see him," Osiris said in a posh coffee house while sitting across from Heather.
"But honey, you are brothers. you haven't talked in 5 years. Don't you think its improper for brothers to go on for so long without actually tal... | |
[WP] "God" is actually two people: one who is omnipotent but not omniscient, and the other who is omniscient but not omnipotent. They both hate each other. | "Look, just trust me this one time."
"Oh, this one time, sure."
"Okay, along with all the other times."
"The answer's still no."
"Fuckin...why? Do you doubt me?"
"Every second of every day."
"That's rude."
"It's accurate, god!"
"Well, you should still do it, god."
"Give me a reason."
"Trust me, I know it doe... | Pie always makes things better. At least pie always makes Joshua feel better. Today, it's pumpkin pie ('tis the season, after all) that Gretchen slides onto the laminate table next to his water glass.
"Hey hun, can I get you anything else? How about a refresher on that water? It looks a little off color...". ... | |
[WP] "God" is actually two people: one who is omnipotent but not omniscient, and the other who is omniscient but not omnipotent. They both hate each other. | In the beginning, there were two. The first was all-knowing. Wise beyond imagining, he could know every thought of every mind, every feeling in every heart. Nothing was beyond his comprehension.
The second was all-powerful. She could create. She could destroy. She was not all-knowing, but there was one thing of... | Pie always makes things better. At least pie always makes Joshua feel better. Today, it's pumpkin pie ('tis the season, after all) that Gretchen slides onto the laminate table next to his water glass.
"Hey hun, can I get you anything else? How about a refresher on that water? It looks a little off color...". ... | |
[WP] "God" is actually two people: one who is omnipotent but not omniscient, and the other who is omniscient but not omnipotent. They both hate each other. | In the beginning, there were two. The first was all-knowing. Wise beyond imagining, he could know every thought of every mind, every feeling in every heart. Nothing was beyond his comprehension.
The second was all-powerful. She could create. She could destroy. She was not all-knowing, but there was one thing of... | In the endless void, two giants humanoid figures were standing. One was blue, it held a black sphere the size of its head, but if looked at closely, one could see trillions of tiny lights blinking. The other one was green, and it had what looked like a cell phone.
"Look, we really have to sort out the global warming s... | |
[WP] "God" is actually two people: one who is omnipotent but not omniscient, and the other who is omniscient but not omnipotent. They both hate each other. | In the beginning, there were two. The first was all-knowing. Wise beyond imagining, he could know every thought of every mind, every feeling in every heart. Nothing was beyond his comprehension.
The second was all-powerful. She could create. She could destroy. She was not all-knowing, but there was one thing of... | "The fuck you say to me, you ignorant little shit?!"
"You know what I said to you... Hell, you **knew** what I was going to say to you. Look, I just need to know how much energy to put into this singularity."
"You're starting to get good with those comebacks; I knew you'd get there, even if it did take you an eternit... | |
[WP] "God" is actually two people: one who is omnipotent but not omniscient, and the other who is omniscient but not omnipotent. They both hate each other. | In the beginning, there were two. The first was all-knowing. Wise beyond imagining, he could know every thought of every mind, every feeling in every heart. Nothing was beyond his comprehension.
The second was all-powerful. She could create. She could destroy. She was not all-knowing, but there was one thing of... | To know the outcome of every decision, to know the most optimal path to create the best world and to know that no matter what they did they would never be able to enact that vision. This was Scientas entire existence. Rare were the moments that they did not contemplate suicide, that did not consider simply giving up an... | |
[WP] "God" is actually two people: one who is omnipotent but not omniscient, and the other who is omniscient but not omnipotent. They both hate each other. | Timaeus floats, drifting in the darkness as the countless crevasses of his brain slowly fill with blood. He is briefly aware of a great convulsion, from far away, and dimly realizes that it must be his body. And then the darkness breaks and the great sun at the center of the universe shines brightly before him, a sun w... | To know the outcome of every decision, to know the most optimal path to create the best world and to know that no matter what they did they would never be able to enact that vision. This was Scientas entire existence. Rare were the moments that they did not contemplate suicide, that did not consider simply giving up an... | |
[WP] "God" is actually two people: one who is omnipotent but not omniscient, and the other who is omniscient but not omnipotent. They both hate each other. | Two gods stretched their endless appendages across the canvas of space, completely unwilling and unable to reconcile their positions on how humanity should be handled.
"If no harm comes to them then what will they learn?" One God's voice echoed throughout the universe. From the other end, the second god shouted ba... | To know the outcome of every decision, to know the most optimal path to create the best world and to know that no matter what they did they would never be able to enact that vision. This was Scientas entire existence. Rare were the moments that they did not contemplate suicide, that did not consider simply giving up an... | |
[WP] "God" is actually two people: one who is omnipotent but not omniscient, and the other who is omniscient but not omnipotent. They both hate each other. | "I created you," Scient said.
Potent frowned while leaning back in his cloudy chair. The temperature in heaven was just right today, with rays of light creeping through the clouds above and onto the kingdom around them. Therefore there was no reason that Potent's face should be *this* red. "If you created me, then wh... | The castle had changed since the last time she'd been there. Crawling white pillars loomed like an enormous, stone fence. The broad, curving stairs were laced with flecks of jade and chasing lines of platinum. The wide, double doors were solid slabs of pressed gold.
"He's having a mid-life crisis," she sighed, as she... | |
[WP] "Hi, welcome to Control+Z! What would you like to undo today?" | "Hi, welcome to Control+Z! What would you like to undo today?" I asked the woman who was next in line.
"Well, hello, my name is Miranda, and uh, this is my first time being here. I'm not totally sure what I'm supposed to do." the woman said to me.
"That's exactly what I'm here for. What I need you to do is tell me ev... | "Look, it said 98% effective, so I figured we'd-"
"Bull-fucking-shit, Brian! We have said time and time again that we always had to be careful! No matter the situation, not matter the "moment", ALWAYS careful! This is your fault just as much as it is mine!"
"God, fine, okay. I just, I don't know. I'm Catholic. Wasn't... | |
[WP] For your honeymoon, you finally go to that place you've always dreamed of going. Walking down the street, you see a telephone pole covered in old, moldy papers. The newer ones have fallen away, revealing an ancient, faded flyer - it's a picture of you as a child. It says MISSING. | "And now I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." declares the priest as the sun shines high and bright reminding people of the magic of love. Jim and Carrey were highschool sweethearts. And it took a lot of effort for them to reach here. Ofcourse they fought - just like other couples do. But when pus... | "Man, my parents were pretty cool. I guess I didn't miss anything. Really sucks for my parents, whom ever they my be," says random dude in the story. 'Honey, are you sure you don't care? I mean, it's definitely you, right?" his bride says to him, in concerned fashion. He replies definitively, 'Babe, I'm like 35, I real... | |
[WP] For your honeymoon, you finally go to that place you've always dreamed of going. Walking down the street, you see a telephone pole covered in old, moldy papers. The newer ones have fallen away, revealing an ancient, faded flyer - it's a picture of you as a child. It says MISSING. | We were too poor too afford a real honey moon. We were so filled with love and joy that it didn't matter. We took a small weekend road trip, no planned destination, just drive until we found somewhere nice.
We drive for nearly 9 hours winding through town after town and forest after forest. The whole time it rained. ... | "Man, my parents were pretty cool. I guess I didn't miss anything. Really sucks for my parents, whom ever they my be," says random dude in the story. 'Honey, are you sure you don't care? I mean, it's definitely you, right?" his bride says to him, in concerned fashion. He replies definitively, 'Babe, I'm like 35, I real... | |
[WP] For your honeymoon, you finally go to that place you've always dreamed of going. Walking down the street, you see a telephone pole covered in old, moldy papers. The newer ones have fallen away, revealing an ancient, faded flyer - it's a picture of you as a child. It says MISSING. | The sight of that flyer swiftly brought the memories back. It reminded me of the confusing and sad time which was my childhood.
Our family was normal. I think. My parents were divorced. Dad came by and picked us up every weekend.
Dad remarried pretty much the day the divorce was final. I was 7 at the time, and... | I walk the streets at a pace which creates a breeze that cuts through air. I could only describe the air as feeling ‘full’. The gentle sway of the tropical fern rustles quietly behind me and a breeze passes by me as I scrape across the gravel.
Much like the air in my lungs, being in the presence of others had become ... | |
[WP] For your honeymoon, you finally go to that place you've always dreamed of going. Walking down the street, you see a telephone pole covered in old, moldy papers. The newer ones have fallen away, revealing an ancient, faded flyer - it's a picture of you as a child. It says MISSING. | The sight of that flyer swiftly brought the memories back. It reminded me of the confusing and sad time which was my childhood.
Our family was normal. I think. My parents were divorced. Dad came by and picked us up every weekend.
Dad remarried pretty much the day the divorce was final. I was 7 at the time, and... | "Ooh, baby, come look at these flyers! Maybe there's something playing nearby! This is a small town after all." I was intrigued. Not a bad idea. We had just had sex for a couple hours in hotel room down by the water, sort of meandered our way up through the old stone streets. It was some city in Italy. Didn't really ma... | |
[WP] For your honeymoon, you finally go to that place you've always dreamed of going. Walking down the street, you see a telephone pole covered in old, moldy papers. The newer ones have fallen away, revealing an ancient, faded flyer - it's a picture of you as a child. It says MISSING. | I had dreamed of visiting Larosia for many years, ever since seeing a documentary about the small former soviet country on tv. The old street lamps, still lit by gas. The classic cars, beautifully maintained. The stunning stone architecture that was unlike anything in the world, though still strangely familiar. I had p... | "Ooh, baby, come look at these flyers! Maybe there's something playing nearby! This is a small town after all." I was intrigued. Not a bad idea. We had just had sex for a couple hours in hotel room down by the water, sort of meandered our way up through the old stone streets. It was some city in Italy. Didn't really ma... | |
[WP] For your honeymoon, you finally go to that place you've always dreamed of going. Walking down the street, you see a telephone pole covered in old, moldy papers. The newer ones have fallen away, revealing an ancient, faded flyer - it's a picture of you as a child. It says MISSING. | “Please keep your seatbelts buckled until the lights go off, and thank you for flying with Delta!” the blonde flight attendant spoke cheerfully while walking through the plane aisle, “and remember you’re more likely to die in a car accident than on a plane!”
I hear a child cry.
Dying is not scary... we've been prepa... | There's a place down by the riverfront at St. Genevieve's called the Olde Landing where time hasn't moved since the 1850s. Horses clip-clop across endless expanses of cobblestone, pulling bulbous carriages that persist even past midnight. Men in stovepipe hats and women in long skirts smoke pipes outside thatched house... | |
[WP] A few years after the world has recovered from the zombie apocalypse, everyone now is required to wear collars that will explode if a heart beat is not detected within 30 seconds. | I'm a geek. I know what a zombie apocalypse is supposed to look like, and it doesn't look like that. I'm told it was a preon, but airborne. Digs its way up from your lungs, into your nervous sytem, then when it gets to the hypothalamus just goes nuts. Its insidious though, doesn't kill you for a day or so, then you... | Detective Barry Jones sprinted down the street in the summer heat.
He had only been on duty for a few minutes before he got a 10-Z
After the first resurgence all law enforcement needed to adapt to a new type of peace keeping.
10-Z meant somebody's collar had detonated. Despite their absolute destructive capability the... | |
[WP] A few years after the world has recovered from the zombie apocalypse, everyone now is required to wear collars that will explode if a heart beat is not detected within 30 seconds. | **20 Seconds**
*20 seconds*. The allotted time we are given to save a life. 20 seconds of compressions, of mouth to mouth. Then, we step back. It's almost comical. Stare at a clock, 20 seconds seems like forever. Try and start a heart, it's passes in a single heartbeat.
After the infection, when the Collaborat... | It has been five years since "Infection 871". The zombie apocalypse that almost wiped out all of humanity, only leaving thousands alive. Most cities left in ruins. Many loved ones were lost. Rations of food and water have greatly decreased.
Despite all this, the economy has managed to rebuild itself. Farms were harves... | |
[WP] A few years after the world has recovered from the zombie apocalypse, everyone now is required to wear collars that will explode if a heart beat is not detected within 30 seconds. | "Jake, JAKE." I yell as I shake my little brother, starting to panic. I check his pulse. "Shit," I murmur to myself, wishing my parents were still here. My family has a history of heart defects, which is bad enough on its own. Add in a zombie apocalypse and it's a miracle that anyone in our family survived.
Jake's pu... | It has been five years since "Infection 871". The zombie apocalypse that almost wiped out all of humanity, only leaving thousands alive. Most cities left in ruins. Many loved ones were lost. Rations of food and water have greatly decreased.
Despite all this, the economy has managed to rebuild itself. Farms were harves... | |
[WP] Sleep is controlled by the government. Every night, 8 hours of mandatory pre-approved content is streamed into our unconscious minds. One night, for you at least, the usual programming does not proceed as scheduled. | It's 12:04 AM.
My heart is pounding in my chest. My breathing, short and frayed, whisks in the air in silver fog; it's a cold night, and the stupid heater in my apartment is broken. It's taking all of my willpower to keep my teeth from chattering, like those toys.
The cold isn't the reason I'm still awake.
How? Why ... | I had never slept so well! No logic puzzles, no morality tales, just deep quiet sleep. It was such a break from the government sponsored betterment training.
I sat up smiling and looked at my husband. Joe's forehead had that crinkle of concentration that I found so cute.
I tease him, "Why so focused on eight blissf... | |
[WP] With the A-list heroes on vacation it's up to Mild Inconvenience Girl and Mr. Procrastination to protect the city. | "Ugh, you have to be kidding me. Heroes on call never get called in, the big guys cover everything." I looked at my partner lazily, and was struck, as always, by how beautiful she was. I was definitely going to ask her out. But, maybe I should wait until after this alert was dealt with. I shrugged, knocking over the mi... | **Part 1**
"Yo, MIG, get in the car, we got a call," said Mr. P (Mr. Procrastination), opening Instagram for the fifth time that morning, checking for new posts.
MIG (Mild Inconvenience Girl) unlocked her Tesla by remote, forgetting to press twice, so only her side opened up. She stepped inside, waiting for Mr. P to... | |
[WP] With the A-list heroes on vacation it's up to Mild Inconvenience Girl and Mr. Procrastination to protect the city. | "Take a left here, take a left here!"
The car screeched past the turn without so much as slowing. "God damn it Parker! We were supposed to turn there!" I screamed at him in frustration.
"Murph, the accelerator is stuck!" Parker all but screamed at me.
"Ah shit, my bad," I tried to get my powers under control, some... | **Part 1**
"Yo, MIG, get in the car, we got a call," said Mr. P (Mr. Procrastination), opening Instagram for the fifth time that morning, checking for new posts.
MIG (Mild Inconvenience Girl) unlocked her Tesla by remote, forgetting to press twice, so only her side opened up. She stepped inside, waiting for Mr. P to... | |
[WP] everybody on Earth has a tree that represents them. Once that tree dies, that person dies too. You work as a lumberjack. | I cut a tree,
Somebody died.
I never knew,
So I never cried.
But one night when the moon was out,
With my shoulders bare and my back stout,
I minced with my axe a young yew,
Orphaned birds and woody sinew,
As I did I felt a tug round my gut,
My own belly I had somehow cut.
I collapsed pondering the riddle,
O... | The pine stood at the forefront of the hilltop grove, proud and unyielding even in the wind. Squirrels scampered across its branches, and nuthatches hopped up and down its trunk. It bustled with activity, teeming with life yet lived, but its trunk had been marked with a red X, and that meant Maurice had to cut it down... | |
[WP] everybody on Earth has a tree that represents them. Once that tree dies, that person dies too. You work as a lumberjack. | I was woken up out of my day dream by the shrill blast of a whistle. My break was over, and it was time to return to the work I so hated. Picking up my massive axe, I felt like death wielding his almighty scythe, and in a way I sort of was. As we lumberjacks sat on the bus on the way to the work site, I got a text from... | We've had an over-growth issue for years. The government drug their ass and now trees and their soul matches are dropping like never before. My dad told me there was a time when people didn't know their lives were intertwined with the trees and humanity would just bull doze entire forests for resorts or parking lots. D... | |
[WP] everybody on Earth has a tree that represents them. Once that tree dies, that person dies too. You work as a lumberjack. | I cut a tree,
Somebody died.
I never knew,
So I never cried.
But one night when the moon was out,
With my shoulders bare and my back stout,
I minced with my axe a young yew,
Orphaned birds and woody sinew,
As I did I felt a tug round my gut,
My own belly I had somehow cut.
I collapsed pondering the riddle,
O... | We've had an over-growth issue for years. The government drug their ass and now trees and their soul matches are dropping like never before. My dad told me there was a time when people didn't know their lives were intertwined with the trees and humanity would just bull doze entire forests for resorts or parking lots. D... | |
[WP] everybody on Earth has a tree that represents them. Once that tree dies, that person dies too. You work as a lumberjack. | I leaned against my axe, placing my elbow on the bottom of the hilt while looking at the ledger for today. It had ten trees listed on it with their name, position, and a basic description of their build. Recently we’ve been given withered and broken trees to harvest, given the outrage that spawned from too many young a... | We've had an over-growth issue for years. The government drug their ass and now trees and their soul matches are dropping like never before. My dad told me there was a time when people didn't know their lives were intertwined with the trees and humanity would just bull doze entire forests for resorts or parking lots. D... | |
[WP] everybody on Earth has a tree that represents them. Once that tree dies, that person dies too. You work as a lumberjack. | I cut a tree,
Somebody died.
I never knew,
So I never cried.
But one night when the moon was out,
With my shoulders bare and my back stout,
I minced with my axe a young yew,
Orphaned birds and woody sinew,
As I did I felt a tug round my gut,
My own belly I had somehow cut.
I collapsed pondering the riddle,
O... | I was woken up out of my day dream by the shrill blast of a whistle. My break was over, and it was time to return to the work I so hated. Picking up my massive axe, I felt like death wielding his almighty scythe, and in a way I sort of was. As we lumberjacks sat on the bus on the way to the work site, I got a text from... | |
[WP] Your morality is indicated by a marking on your throat. It is the outline of an oval and is filled in further when you consciously do evil. When you consciously do good, it is emptied appropriately. When yours is full, you simply die. You notice at a young age that your oval never fills in. | It's funny how much people will judge you off of appearances alone.
Okay, I'll admit that this has been true throughout most if not all of human history, but you'll have to agree that superficial judgements have become significantly more commonplace ever since the Marking happened. I mean, when the law literally requi... | "Do unto others as you would have others do unto you. The Golden Rule. The ultimate principle."
"More generally," she continued, "do only that which, if everyone did it, would leave a desirable world."
I feel these rules deep in my gut. But I am something no one is ready for. I'm the hornet. I ride the wave and feel ... | |
[WP] One day you find a broken mp3 player. It still plays music, but is stuck on shuffle. As you listen to the player you notice that the music seems to set the perfect mood for what's happening around you. One day the mp3 player starts playing O Fortuna. | Nestled in my chest pocket, the music slowly began changing. I had found it years ago on the subway, tucked in between the bars on the blue line. Somehow, whenever I hit play, the music felt right.
I remember that time on the way out of the strip club, I had been walking home and on came Highway to the Danger Zone. T... | I was walking along the road on Saturday, as usual going to get groceries for my grandmother. There is always a nice peaceful classical music on these days, but on those horrible rainy days, there is sad and pathetic music playing from the strange MP3 Player. On exciting times such as going on a trip with the family, i... | |
[WP] You're a history major. Your final exam is to travel back in time and successfully pass as a normal, everyday citizen. It's not going well. | EXT. VILLAGE - NIGHT
1692
Sparks float idly against the black sky. Below, villagers have gathered around a pile of wood, stoking it from the bottom. They shout and chant and cheer.
TIMMY, in the same colonial wear as the villagers, is tied to a post at the top, tears trickling, watching helplessly as the flames rid... | "Alright, finals start in five minutes so get your gear ready and get in line. There's a list of available times for those who haven't chosen yet outside the door." My history teacher starts firing up the Time EX as students line up single file.
I've never been good at history, in fact I've only chosen it as a major ... | |
[WP] You're a history major. Your final exam is to travel back in time and successfully pass as a normal, everyday citizen. It's not going well. | The chatter of the townsfolk in the courtyard below was drifting through the tiny window at the top of my cell and echoing around the small, dank chamber. I listened to the small-talk of the washer-women, interspersed with the screaming of playing children and horses hooves while I watched the latest drip of moisture m... | "Alright, finals start in five minutes so get your gear ready and get in line. There's a list of available times for those who haven't chosen yet outside the door." My history teacher starts firing up the Time EX as students line up single file.
I've never been good at history, in fact I've only chosen it as a major ... | |
[WP] You're a history major. Your final exam is to travel back in time and successfully pass as a normal, everyday citizen. It's not going well. | The chatter of the townsfolk in the courtyard below was drifting through the tiny window at the top of my cell and echoing around the small, dank chamber. I listened to the small-talk of the washer-women, interspersed with the screaming of playing children and horses hooves while I watched the latest drip of moisture m... | EXT. VILLAGE - NIGHT
1692
Sparks float idly against the black sky. Below, villagers have gathered around a pile of wood, stoking it from the bottom. They shout and chant and cheer.
TIMMY, in the same colonial wear as the villagers, is tied to a post at the top, tears trickling, watching helplessly as the flames rid... | |
[WP] You go to throw out an old homework assignment, but it refuses to fall into the trash can. A message "You cannot throw out quest items" appears. | The words on the page vanished as quickly as they appeared. Ryan closed his eyes and opened them again. Yup, just another piece of old literature homework.
*Why are Ernest Hemingway's works considered to be so important to the canon of American Literature?* The question at the top of the page read. Below was Ryan's m... | "Fuck." I said.
My carry weight was 299/300. I said the expletive again, and proceeded to drop a large greatsword, 15 iron ingots and a kettle on the ground, as well as a few potions of minor magicka. The guard leaning against the wall looked at me, then at the mess on the ground.
"No lollygaggin'." He said, shaking hi... | |
[WP]You are told that you are about to enter a room with one person that wants to kill you, and two people who would do anything to save your life. Inside, you find your two best friends and your crush. | I entered the room with a gun. I've never held a gun before.
"Max! What are we doing here?" Veronica shouted, shaking me by the shoulders, before staring with horror at the pistol between my fingers and whispering, "Why do you have a gun?"
"Max is here? Max! Good to see you, man." Chuck gave me a big hug, his finge... | I woke up with a blinding headache
"He's waking up, quick get him back under"
Words cut through the vicious ringing in my ears and fade back into soft
silence and comforting darkness
...
Darkness fades back into cognition, my cheek itches and as I reach to scratch it my hand is bitten by something. Wait, not bitt... | |
[WP]You are told that you are about to enter a room with one person that wants to kill you, and two people who would do anything to save your life. Inside, you find your two best friends and your crush. | I entered the room with a gun. I've never held a gun before.
"Max! What are we doing here?" Veronica shouted, shaking me by the shoulders, before staring with horror at the pistol between my fingers and whispering, "Why do you have a gun?"
"Max is here? Max! Good to see you, man." Chuck gave me a big hug, his finge... | It felt like just minutes ago that I had fallen asleep.
I was listening to my favorite Spotify playlist, and it was very late at night. I must have drifted off, because there was no way the situation before me was real. This is easily the craziest dream I've ever had. The people in it are bizarre. All I know is I'm c... | |
[WP] You're an evil overlord, and You successfully conquered the surrounding kingdoms. The catch? You're actually not that bad, you're only being drug along by an immortal witch, who has a lust for power | "Look, Nancy..." Lord Hawthorne fiddled nervously, his mailed boot scraping across the stone floor with the screech of a tortured cat.
'Nancy' winced at the sound. "*What*?!?" She snapped at the Lord who towered over her diminuitive form. "What is it, Hawthorne? What is so important that you interrupt me..." she flap... | Loud orchestra of hundreds musicians play "N.E.W's Burning flag" The war song of NotEvilWashington (N.E.W). He sits on an undesired throne with he's hand on his head flipping his hand over to see the witch's burning seal taunt him.
"Go to your speech NEW." The seal demanded. "Rally the men. I want The LaneBurg Kingdo... | |
[WP] On Dec 31st, 2016, everyone hears the exact same broadcast message in their head: “Level 2016 failed; restarting level.” | “What the fuck did they just say?” Asked Alison as she slowly put down the plate of grilled chicken for that night’s dinner.
None of her four teenage boys responded. Each set of eyes glued to the TV screen that had turned an unsettling static grey with the number 30 sitting in the middle.
“Dylan!” She said urgently,... | "You can see it coming," Roger said, eyes tipped towards the sky. Darkness rustled in the trees and the moon was intersected with power lines, everything tangling up together with the night. "Australia's gone. Asia's gone. Europe's gone. Just the world turning and turning and turning and slipping off the brink." He slo... | |
the message read...
##Optional insert##
"Lisa Arden: 38 years old and 6 months
Life expectancy: 61 years old and 4 months
22 years and 10 months have been added to your life expectancy." | [WP] You didn't mean to, it was an accident, you swerved to avoid hitting the squirrel but instead hit a woman. If it wasn't for a mysterious message floating above her head you would have felt guilty. | I glanced up from the pavement, half in terror, half in shock. "What have I done?" I asked myself audibly. But before I could even start to grasp the events that transpired I heard a low ping, like a text notification while your phone is in your pocket. Surely it couldn't have... come from the poor woman I just ran ove... | The message didn't mean much to me. It was the postscript, faint and floating above, that did it:
*I was the squirrel in my previous life.*
*I was happier then.* |
[WP] Write something that starts with a literal hook, includes a literal twist, and ends with a literal cliff-hanger | The sharp end of the rusty hook entered between Robert's right rib cage and exited through the center of thoracic part of his spine. Robert made an attempt at screaming, but only produced seeping noise from his trembling lips. He writhed in pain and agony as the last remaining life oozed out from his dying, bleeding bo... | "I want to hold your hand." a voice sang out to me.
I did a twist and shouted "Meep Meep"
Wiley instantly charged out from behind the record player, right at me.
Standing a foot from the edge of the canyon, I side stepped.
Hook, line... He's trying to run in the air again... Sinker. | |
[WP] Write something that starts with a literal hook, includes a literal twist, and ends with a literal cliff-hanger | FADE IN:
INT. AN APARTMENT - DAY
*A young man sits on a couch in his apartment's living room. This is STEVE. He is hunched over a laptop computer that is open on his coffee table. A half-eaten meal of pancakes is next to him.*
**STEVE:** (*To himself*) No... no... no...
*Several seconds pass as Steve scrolls throug... | The fisherman candidly disclosed tidbits of knowledge from his decades of experience as he baited another hook with a twist of lime, dangling it precariously over the Corona River as he himself dangled fearlessly from the cliff's edge by the tips of his toes. "The only way to catch a buzz," he quipped.
Don't ask me wh... | |
[WP] Astronomers discover that Pluto just isn't there anymore and no scientist can explain why. Disconcerted about it they try to figure it out, but after 5 years Neptune also vanishes. The things start to get strange 6.7 years after Neptune, because now Uranus is missing too. | "What do you mean it's *gone?*" Jamison questioned.
"I mean, it's just gone. There is nothing there." Jamison shoved Arthur out of the way, looking at the telescope feed. Sure enough, right where Uranus usually was, it was gone. There was nothing but empty space. Shivers ran down his spine. "Dear God..."
"It's just... | "They're coming."
"Who, grandpa?"
"Them. I knew it for years. The government...they knew it too. Waaay back in the early 20s," he fiddled with his thumbs as he said that.
"They were tolerating, tolerating for years, until they could no longer tolerate us."
The young boy seemed perplexed. The information was too m... | |
[WP]A real demon tries to posses a schizophrenic person, but he has to fight the other voices in his head | Why did God Create Mental Illness?
Well the same reason he made AIDS,Cancer and Justin Bieber its his special way if showing how much he loves you pathetic meat bags.
but Jokes aside, a Psycho is what makes a Demons Piss himself at night out of fear.
I Should probably explain we Demons Live in Hell so not much scare... | I tossed my coin in the blood fountain and made my wish. *Just let me be smokin' hott.* 1,500 years since my last possession. I was beyond ready to get laid. They don't tell you that about hell. There is no relief. None.
A jet of light pushes me up, up, up. I plop into a new host. I wake up and rush to the bathroom. ... | |
[WP]A real demon tries to posses a schizophrenic person, but he has to fight the other voices in his head | As you travel through the woods just outside the large village of Rushire, you hear a man call out to you from off the trail. "You! Yes! You there, I need your help! Please, I know I look like shit right now but, try, just try and look past that, okay? I've just been through Hell. No, that's not right. Hell has been *t... | I tossed my coin in the blood fountain and made my wish. *Just let me be smokin' hott.* 1,500 years since my last possession. I was beyond ready to get laid. They don't tell you that about hell. There is no relief. None.
A jet of light pushes me up, up, up. I plop into a new host. I wake up and rush to the bathroom. ... | |
[WP]A real demon tries to posses a schizophrenic person, but he has to fight the other voices in his head | Have you ever heard a voice inside your head that's not your own? That's probably one of us. Have you heard more than one? Oh boy, you should feel proud that the old bastard upstairs trusted you with something special.
You see, I'm a demon. A "fallen angel", I suppose you would say. Yeah, I used to live in heaven with... | I tossed my coin in the blood fountain and made my wish. *Just let me be smokin' hott.* 1,500 years since my last possession. I was beyond ready to get laid. They don't tell you that about hell. There is no relief. None.
A jet of light pushes me up, up, up. I plop into a new host. I wake up and rush to the bathroom. ... | |
[WP]A real demon tries to posses a schizophrenic person, but he has to fight the other voices in his head | He came alone. At least, I was under the impression he was.
The man stumbled down the basement stairs. Unwashed, unkempt. Eyes darting from corner to corner, mumbling incomprehensibles to seemingly nobody. Another transient, running from a world that doesn't care.
"Over here?" He whispered. He shuffled a few steps fo... | I tossed my coin in the blood fountain and made my wish. *Just let me be smokin' hott.* 1,500 years since my last possession. I was beyond ready to get laid. They don't tell you that about hell. There is no relief. None.
A jet of light pushes me up, up, up. I plop into a new host. I wake up and rush to the bathroom. ... | |
[WP]A real demon tries to posses a schizophrenic person, but he has to fight the other voices in his head | Why did God Create Mental Illness?
Well the same reason he made AIDS,Cancer and Justin Bieber its his special way if showing how much he loves you pathetic meat bags.
but Jokes aside, a Psycho is what makes a Demons Piss himself at night out of fear.
I Should probably explain we Demons Live in Hell so not much scare... | *Demons are parasitic, they feed on people's souls when they are out of touch with themselves so that's when they strike. A swift breeze and a cold cut, it could kill you in a matter of instants, but they are Machiavellian, it want to see you suffer, it want to see the light of your life extinguish, your inner fire gro... | |
[WP]A real demon tries to posses a schizophrenic person, but he has to fight the other voices in his head | As you travel through the woods just outside the large village of Rushire, you hear a man call out to you from off the trail. "You! Yes! You there, I need your help! Please, I know I look like shit right now but, try, just try and look past that, okay? I've just been through Hell. No, that's not right. Hell has been *t... | *Demons are parasitic, they feed on people's souls when they are out of touch with themselves so that's when they strike. A swift breeze and a cold cut, it could kill you in a matter of instants, but they are Machiavellian, it want to see you suffer, it want to see the light of your life extinguish, your inner fire gro... | |
[WP]A real demon tries to posses a schizophrenic person, but he has to fight the other voices in his head | Have you ever heard a voice inside your head that's not your own? That's probably one of us. Have you heard more than one? Oh boy, you should feel proud that the old bastard upstairs trusted you with something special.
You see, I'm a demon. A "fallen angel", I suppose you would say. Yeah, I used to live in heaven with... | *Demons are parasitic, they feed on people's souls when they are out of touch with themselves so that's when they strike. A swift breeze and a cold cut, it could kill you in a matter of instants, but they are Machiavellian, it want to see you suffer, it want to see the light of your life extinguish, your inner fire gro... | |
[WP]A real demon tries to posses a schizophrenic person, but he has to fight the other voices in his head | He came alone. At least, I was under the impression he was.
The man stumbled down the basement stairs. Unwashed, unkempt. Eyes darting from corner to corner, mumbling incomprehensibles to seemingly nobody. Another transient, running from a world that doesn't care.
"Over here?" He whispered. He shuffled a few steps fo... | *Demons are parasitic, they feed on people's souls when they are out of touch with themselves so that's when they strike. A swift breeze and a cold cut, it could kill you in a matter of instants, but they are Machiavellian, it want to see you suffer, it want to see the light of your life extinguish, your inner fire gro... | |
[WP]A real demon tries to posses a schizophrenic person, but he has to fight the other voices in his head | As you travel through the woods just outside the large village of Rushire, you hear a man call out to you from off the trail. "You! Yes! You there, I need your help! Please, I know I look like shit right now but, try, just try and look past that, okay? I've just been through Hell. No, that's not right. Hell has been *t... | I had been eyeing him for so long: boring, sad Mr. Phil Jackson. 36 years old, already resigned to being single. Resigned to the daily grind of sitting at a keyboard and adding numbers in excel. I, for the most part thought possession to be boring. But there was a quota to be met and I had one more to go. I figured I w... | |
[WP]A real demon tries to posses a schizophrenic person, but he has to fight the other voices in his head | Have you ever heard a voice inside your head that's not your own? That's probably one of us. Have you heard more than one? Oh boy, you should feel proud that the old bastard upstairs trusted you with something special.
You see, I'm a demon. A "fallen angel", I suppose you would say. Yeah, I used to live in heaven with... | I had been eyeing him for so long: boring, sad Mr. Phil Jackson. 36 years old, already resigned to being single. Resigned to the daily grind of sitting at a keyboard and adding numbers in excel. I, for the most part thought possession to be boring. But there was a quota to be met and I had one more to go. I figured I w... | |
[WP]A real demon tries to posses a schizophrenic person, but he has to fight the other voices in his head | He came alone. At least, I was under the impression he was.
The man stumbled down the basement stairs. Unwashed, unkempt. Eyes darting from corner to corner, mumbling incomprehensibles to seemingly nobody. Another transient, running from a world that doesn't care.
"Over here?" He whispered. He shuffled a few steps fo... | I had been eyeing him for so long: boring, sad Mr. Phil Jackson. 36 years old, already resigned to being single. Resigned to the daily grind of sitting at a keyboard and adding numbers in excel. I, for the most part thought possession to be boring. But there was a quota to be met and I had one more to go. I figured I w... | |
[WP]A real demon tries to posses a schizophrenic person, but he has to fight the other voices in his head | Have you ever heard a voice inside your head that's not your own? That's probably one of us. Have you heard more than one? Oh boy, you should feel proud that the old bastard upstairs trusted you with something special.
You see, I'm a demon. A "fallen angel", I suppose you would say. Yeah, I used to live in heaven with... | Why did God Create Mental Illness?
Well the same reason he made AIDS,Cancer and Justin Bieber its his special way if showing how much he loves you pathetic meat bags.
but Jokes aside, a Psycho is what makes a Demons Piss himself at night out of fear.
I Should probably explain we Demons Live in Hell so not much scare... | |
[WP]A real demon tries to posses a schizophrenic person, but he has to fight the other voices in his head | He came alone. At least, I was under the impression he was.
The man stumbled down the basement stairs. Unwashed, unkempt. Eyes darting from corner to corner, mumbling incomprehensibles to seemingly nobody. Another transient, running from a world that doesn't care.
"Over here?" He whispered. He shuffled a few steps fo... | Why did God Create Mental Illness?
Well the same reason he made AIDS,Cancer and Justin Bieber its his special way if showing how much he loves you pathetic meat bags.
but Jokes aside, a Psycho is what makes a Demons Piss himself at night out of fear.
I Should probably explain we Demons Live in Hell so not much scare... | |
[WP]A real demon tries to posses a schizophrenic person, but he has to fight the other voices in his head | Have you ever heard a voice inside your head that's not your own? That's probably one of us. Have you heard more than one? Oh boy, you should feel proud that the old bastard upstairs trusted you with something special.
You see, I'm a demon. A "fallen angel", I suppose you would say. Yeah, I used to live in heaven with... | As you travel through the woods just outside the large village of Rushire, you hear a man call out to you from off the trail. "You! Yes! You there, I need your help! Please, I know I look like shit right now but, try, just try and look past that, okay? I've just been through Hell. No, that's not right. Hell has been *t... | |
[WP]A real demon tries to posses a schizophrenic person, but he has to fight the other voices in his head | He came alone. At least, I was under the impression he was.
The man stumbled down the basement stairs. Unwashed, unkempt. Eyes darting from corner to corner, mumbling incomprehensibles to seemingly nobody. Another transient, running from a world that doesn't care.
"Over here?" He whispered. He shuffled a few steps fo... | As you travel through the woods just outside the large village of Rushire, you hear a man call out to you from off the trail. "You! Yes! You there, I need your help! Please, I know I look like shit right now but, try, just try and look past that, okay? I've just been through Hell. No, that's not right. Hell has been *t... | |
[WP]A real demon tries to posses a schizophrenic person, but he has to fight the other voices in his head | He came alone. At least, I was under the impression he was.
The man stumbled down the basement stairs. Unwashed, unkempt. Eyes darting from corner to corner, mumbling incomprehensibles to seemingly nobody. Another transient, running from a world that doesn't care.
"Over here?" He whispered. He shuffled a few steps fo... | Have you ever heard a voice inside your head that's not your own? That's probably one of us. Have you heard more than one? Oh boy, you should feel proud that the old bastard upstairs trusted you with something special.
You see, I'm a demon. A "fallen angel", I suppose you would say. Yeah, I used to live in heaven with... | |
[WP]A real demon tries to posses a schizophrenic person, but he has to fight the other voices in his head | I found him one day, alone and weeping. He was perfect for me.
Demons are more pure than other creatures. Very few of us are made from alloys. Many are made from rage, unadulterated. Others from madness. Still more from avarice, from faithlessness, from fear. I was wrought from despair.
So, you see, the weeping man r... | The old man took a long drag from his unfiltered cigarette. He inhaled so deeply that I was sure there would be no trace of it when, or if, he exhaled. A coughing spurt overtook him, his sides contracting rythmically in deep spasms while only muffled, wet sounds escaped his thin lips.
“I can’t feel anything… really”... | |
[WP]A real demon tries to posses a schizophrenic person, but he has to fight the other voices in his head | Through a host, I can live. Through a host, I can accomplish my mission. Without a host, I am forced to retreat to the Underworld. Most hosts are easy to take over, but some fight. Each host is different and can only handle me for so long. I suck the life out of them. This time, I am careful. I cannot fail. I have to c... | You know what? Possesing people is never easy. Most of the time they are fighting against it, you know the usual, priests, praying and even exorcism. But not this guy, no no no, this guy let me in his head like it was an open door. If only i had known beforehand that i would not be alone with him.
It's easy to break ... | |
[WP]A real demon tries to posses a schizophrenic person, but he has to fight the other voices in his head | Syianth was restless. His soul had been adrift in this realm for too long; but now he could feel it. A soul squirming to break free of its mortal shell. This wouldn't be a challenge at all, the guy was practically begging for death. He let himself be absorbed into his victim's thoughts; two becoming one.
"Now," Syian... | You know what? Possesing people is never easy. Most of the time they are fighting against it, you know the usual, priests, praying and even exorcism. But not this guy, no no no, this guy let me in his head like it was an open door. If only i had known beforehand that i would not be alone with him.
It's easy to break ... | |
[WP] when you die, every time someone thinks of you, you get a signal telling you that you have been just remembered. Everyone around you gets a couple of signals every day. You passed away a year ago. Still nothing. | So... silence. Everyone else gets remembered and I fade into obscurity. I hear Hitler gets a near permanent barrage of notifications. So does Jesus. Moses less frequently, but insanely often. Einstein, Mozart, Curie, Picasso. Michael Jackson, David Bowie, Frank Sinatra.
Hell, even an average joe gets one or two every d... | People usually say that they could die in a ditch and no one would realize as a figure of style. When I said it for the last time, I wasn't kidding. Not a single impulse in a year. Not a single thought toward me. In the end, nothing really changed up here, apart from being freed from the shackles of mortality.
Ps: Thi... | |
[WP] when you die, every time someone thinks of you, you get a signal telling you that you have been just remembered. Everyone around you gets a couple of signals every day. You passed away a year ago. Still nothing. | Your first birthday is the event that signals that you have been alive for one year. Surrounded by people you don’t know, who only brought their children to guarantee that there would be guests on their child’s special days, and gifts you’re too young to actually appreciate and you’ll likely lose by the time you can ev... | People usually say that they could die in a ditch and no one would realize as a figure of style. When I said it for the last time, I wasn't kidding. Not a single impulse in a year. Not a single thought toward me. In the end, nothing really changed up here, apart from being freed from the shackles of mortality.
Ps: Thi... | |
[WP] when you die, every time someone thinks of you, you get a signal telling you that you have been just remembered. Everyone around you gets a couple of signals every day. You passed away a year ago. Still nothing. |
"I just dont get it man" said Jim. I sit here all damn day and not one notification!" Slamming his Iheaven onto the table. "Jesus.. I mean Jim stop it… it ain't broke" said Einstein grabbing his hand.
"It has to be! Its been a whole year! Why does hitler over there get a notification after .5 seconds while I cant eve... | People usually say that they could die in a ditch and no one would realize as a figure of style. When I said it for the last time, I wasn't kidding. Not a single impulse in a year. Not a single thought toward me. In the end, nothing really changed up here, apart from being freed from the shackles of mortality.
Ps: Thi... | |
[WP] when you die, every time someone thinks of you, you get a signal telling you that you have been just remembered. Everyone around you gets a couple of signals every day. You passed away a year ago. Still nothing. | Your first birthday is the event that signals that you have been alive for one year. Surrounded by people you don’t know, who only brought their children to guarantee that there would be guests on their child’s special days, and gifts you’re too young to actually appreciate and you’ll likely lose by the time you can ev... | So... silence. Everyone else gets remembered and I fade into obscurity. I hear Hitler gets a near permanent barrage of notifications. So does Jesus. Moses less frequently, but insanely often. Einstein, Mozart, Curie, Picasso. Michael Jackson, David Bowie, Frank Sinatra.
Hell, even an average joe gets one or two every d... | |
[WP] when you die, every time someone thinks of you, you get a signal telling you that you have been just remembered. Everyone around you gets a couple of signals every day. You passed away a year ago. Still nothing. |
"I just dont get it man" said Jim. I sit here all damn day and not one notification!" Slamming his Iheaven onto the table. "Jesus.. I mean Jim stop it… it ain't broke" said Einstein grabbing his hand.
"It has to be! Its been a whole year! Why does hitler over there get a notification after .5 seconds while I cant eve... | So... silence. Everyone else gets remembered and I fade into obscurity. I hear Hitler gets a near permanent barrage of notifications. So does Jesus. Moses less frequently, but insanely often. Einstein, Mozart, Curie, Picasso. Michael Jackson, David Bowie, Frank Sinatra.
Hell, even an average joe gets one or two every d... | |
[WP] when you die, every time someone thinks of you, you get a signal telling you that you have been just remembered. Everyone around you gets a couple of signals every day. You passed away a year ago. Still nothing. |
"I just dont get it man" said Jim. I sit here all damn day and not one notification!" Slamming his Iheaven onto the table. "Jesus.. I mean Jim stop it… it ain't broke" said Einstein grabbing his hand.
"It has to be! Its been a whole year! Why does hitler over there get a notification after .5 seconds while I cant eve... | The Void is sometimes described as the space between stars. The Endless Night, the Heavens, whatever you call it- I'm not there. If I had to compare it to anything, it would be a black hole. I'm compressed to an infinitely small point, unable to move or escape or see or feel. Whatever comes in, can never leave. Whateve... | |
[WP] when you die, every time someone thinks of you, you get a signal telling you that you have been just remembered. Everyone around you gets a couple of signals every day. You passed away a year ago. Still nothing. |
"I just dont get it man" said Jim. I sit here all damn day and not one notification!" Slamming his Iheaven onto the table. "Jesus.. I mean Jim stop it… it ain't broke" said Einstein grabbing his hand.
"It has to be! Its been a whole year! Why does hitler over there get a notification after .5 seconds while I cant eve... | Nothingness. That's all I felt. Was I so unwanted? It felt like a lifetime ago since I jumped, thinking everyone would be better off, apparently they are.
The only thing I have here is the small light that blink off in the distance, It keeps getting brighter. Only thing I can think is that's where we all go after this... | |
[WP] when you die, every time someone thinks of you, you get a signal telling you that you have been just remembered. Everyone around you gets a couple of signals every day. You passed away a year ago. Still nothing. | Every day, I have to pretend. Through observation I have learned to mimick everyone else when they get a signal. I have to do this thing where I space out for a second and freeze. Then I have to fake tears of joy or a smile... fucking ridiculous. The things I have to do to avoid being an outcast.
Martin nearly caught... | Nothingness. That's all I felt. Was I so unwanted? It felt like a lifetime ago since I jumped, thinking everyone would be better off, apparently they are.
The only thing I have here is the small light that blink off in the distance, It keeps getting brighter. Only thing I can think is that's where we all go after this... | |
Thanks for all the great responses, make sure to read more than just the top one! | [WP] Harry Potter is a computer hacker, and the Horcruxes are seven backup servers that he must shut down to defeat the most wicked internet persona of all times: _v0ld3m0rt. | "Harry, Where are you ?" said Snape.
"Harry !" Snape speak loudly
"Im here, in the Dark web to find Contractor to Destroy that Horcruxes and Spend my unused Bitcoint"
"But, Harry if you Destroy that all of the mankind will destroyed too"
"Why ?" said Harry
"As the example, we cant visit reddit annymore, people can... | Volde = Rich
Mort = Morto
Harry Potter isn't real Morto! He-He's a... "burp" artificial constuct, like that "burp" ...dumb show you watch with the sexy naked robots Morto! its ok to kill him.
"Oh wow... I don't know Rich..."
Those "burp" servers Morto, those servers he's t-tr-rying to hack are essential to the con... |
Thanks for all the great responses, make sure to read more than just the top one! | [WP] Harry Potter is a computer hacker, and the Horcruxes are seven backup servers that he must shut down to defeat the most wicked internet persona of all times: _v0ld3m0rt. | Dumbell_Door and Pr0f MACg_gal bent forward over the bundle of blankets. Inside, just visible, was a baby boy, fast asleep. Under a tuft of jet-black hair they could see a curiously shaped cut, like a power symbol.
"Is that where-?" whispered Pr0f MACg_gal.
"No doubt," said Dumbell_Door. "He'll carry that scar foreve... | Volde = Rich
Mort = Morto
Harry Potter isn't real Morto! He-He's a... "burp" artificial constuct, like that "burp" ...dumb show you watch with the sexy naked robots Morto! its ok to kill him.
"Oh wow... I don't know Rich..."
Those "burp" servers Morto, those servers he's t-tr-rying to hack are essential to the con... |
Thanks for all the great responses, make sure to read more than just the top one! | [WP] Harry Potter is a computer hacker, and the Horcruxes are seven backup servers that he must shut down to defeat the most wicked internet persona of all times: _v0ld3m0rt. | "Harry, Where are you ?" said Snape.
"Harry !" Snape speak loudly
"Im here, in the Dark web to find Contractor to Destroy that Horcruxes and Spend my unused Bitcoint"
"But, Harry if you Destroy that all of the mankind will destroyed too"
"Why ?" said Harry
"As the example, we cant visit reddit annymore, people can... | Harry quickly typed obliviate.pl into the terminal to wipe all logs of his activity from the remote server nag-ini.biz. This was the sixth server he had discovered containing the source of the h0recuxXx ransomware that was bringing the world to it's knees. With the help of Ron and Hermione, they had located the previou... |
Thanks for all the great responses, make sure to read more than just the top one! | [WP] Harry Potter is a computer hacker, and the Horcruxes are seven backup servers that he must shut down to defeat the most wicked internet persona of all times: _v0ld3m0rt. | Dumbell_Door and Pr0f MACg_gal bent forward over the bundle of blankets. Inside, just visible, was a baby boy, fast asleep. Under a tuft of jet-black hair they could see a curiously shaped cut, like a power symbol.
"Is that where-?" whispered Pr0f MACg_gal.
"No doubt," said Dumbell_Door. "He'll carry that scar foreve... | Harry quickly typed obliviate.pl into the terminal to wipe all logs of his activity from the remote server nag-ini.biz. This was the sixth server he had discovered containing the source of the h0recuxXx ransomware that was bringing the world to it's knees. With the help of Ron and Hermione, they had located the previou... |
Thanks for all the great responses, make sure to read more than just the top one! | [WP] Harry Potter is a computer hacker, and the Horcruxes are seven backup servers that he must shut down to defeat the most wicked internet persona of all times: _v0ld3m0rt. | Dumbell_Door and Pr0f MACg_gal bent forward over the bundle of blankets. Inside, just visible, was a baby boy, fast asleep. Under a tuft of jet-black hair they could see a curiously shaped cut, like a power symbol.
"Is that where-?" whispered Pr0f MACg_gal.
"No doubt," said Dumbell_Door. "He'll carry that scar foreve... | "Harry, Where are you ?" said Snape.
"Harry !" Snape speak loudly
"Im here, in the Dark web to find Contractor to Destroy that Horcruxes and Spend my unused Bitcoint"
"But, Harry if you Destroy that all of the mankind will destroyed too"
"Why ?" said Harry
"As the example, we cant visit reddit annymore, people can... |
Thanks for all the great responses, make sure to read more than just the top one! | [WP] Harry Potter is a computer hacker, and the Horcruxes are seven backup servers that he must shut down to defeat the most wicked internet persona of all times: _v0ld3m0rt. | Ron:
Int Wingardium_Leviosa;
Int X = 2;
Int Y = 3;
Wingardium_Leviosa = X/Y;
Return Wingardium_Leviosa;
Output 0
"Float damn you, Float!"
Hermione: " You initialized it as an integer, of course you will get zero back."
Ron: " Can you believe her Harry? She acts like she is Bill gates or something. Profes... | WP noob and a non-native English speaker here. Criticize however you see fit. :-)
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The Sorcerer's Code
r/h4x0rz4evr was usually a quiet place. People would usually share their commandline-fu which would garner 10 or so comments about variations of the same thing that others came to discover for themselves. Today,... |
For example, lightning powers to lighting. Flying to Flaying and Etc | [WP] A person is granted a special ability/power when they reach 18. They must submit the form to the government on the day after, otherwise you won't receive it. You've barely made it to submit your form on the day after due to being drunk, but you soon realized you misspelled your power. | Okay, I shouldn't have partied so hard on my birthday, so sue me. I had a few too many, stumbled home at who knows what time and collapsed on the couch. That wouldn't have been so bad, but when I finally opened my eyes and squinted at the clock it was 4 in the afternoon!
I don't think I've ever sprinted from the ho... | Dear Mr. Lux,
Your Power Application has been processed and accepted.
Power requested: "*Ab le to grant any sish anyone ha s."*
You now have the power to manifest sish at will should anyone (including yourself) needs it. No body part amplifiers were requested, so the power is spread equally across the body. This m... |
For example, lightning powers to lighting. Flying to Flaying and Etc | [WP] A person is granted a special ability/power when they reach 18. They must submit the form to the government on the day after, otherwise you won't receive it. You've barely made it to submit your form on the day after due to being drunk, but you soon realized you misspelled your power. | *Just one drink after physics, they said. We just want to sing you happy birthday, they said. Dam bastards, now I literally have to run to this stupid office and jump over these puddles like I’m Vince freakin’ Carter.*
Nigel raced down the narrow, crowded streets. He used his umbrella to hack his way through the ... | Dear Mr. Lux,
Your Power Application has been processed and accepted.
Power requested: "*Ab le to grant any sish anyone ha s."*
You now have the power to manifest sish at will should anyone (including yourself) needs it. No body part amplifiers were requested, so the power is spread equally across the body. This m... |
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