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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 ... | 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... |
[WP] You turn on your PC to keep working on your novel, but to your surprise, when you open the file, it is writting itself. You read some of what has already been written and it seems your characters have created free will, and the plot is progressing without you. | I let out a heavy sigh as I prepared to open the file.
"Dammit," I thought. "I haven't even written a thousand words yet and NaNoWriMo's almost over. What the hell do I do now?"
One click of the mouse, and my eyes went wide.
"What."
The page was full of beautiful prose, believable dialogue, and compelling action sc... | I'd left it for a while. I was rather glad that I'd given personalities that accounted for actions that progressed the story.
There was just one problem. Looking at the story progressing, at Glenn, Fran, Claudia, reaching the peak of their campaign...
"Sorry." I whispered to myself. In another document, I copied the ... | |
I was thinking along the lines of, to travel in FTL, ships transverse to a different plane of reality (I'll call it subspace for examples sake), where it takes anywhere between a few hours to a few days to travel between locations. Multiple "hops" through subspace would be required for long journeys.
Its this "Subspac... | [WP] Faster than Light travel has existed for centuries, this has spawned many folk laws, tall tales and down right horror stories about things that happen while in FTL. | "Grandpa, why do we have to go in cryo? Back in the early days, you didn't!" my grandson whined the question at me rather than asked. The young folk nowadays, under a hundred at least, were always romanticizing the early days of FTL like it was some kinda neuro-flick.
"There's a reason for it, son," I leaned in cons... | Sure, I can tell you a void ghost story. You jump long enough you run into something sooner or later, but I guess I really need to tell you about John first. He was an engineering intern from some fancy ivy league world - John something-or-other - I don't really recall his name. Signed on for a 6 month field practicum.... |
[WP] In alternate dimensions there are an unlimited copies of yourself. However, you are the centre. When a copy dies, you receive a freckle. With each freckle comes the knowledge and experience of the copy. Today you received your first freckle. | A freckle, and with it, Knowledge. I hadn't thought I would ever get one but now it's as though I've lived two lives. One of a simple man meant only for manual labor, the other of a renown ephelides specialist. I know much about the science of freckles, more than anyone here ever will, even.
And now, all of me know as... | At first, the whole project was based on good intentions, but me being as I am, it didn't take long for cruel acts to become a regular thing...
First drinking, then reckless accidents, but quickly, even killing, enslaving and betray joined the other sins as if it was nothing.
Hell! I can even put genocide and "destru... | |
[WP] The story's over, the heroes won, the big bad has been defeated. Write an epilogue to the story, but add a twist that makes the reader question if they were rooting for the right person or not! | We won! We won! O joyous day! Our hopes and dreams prevailed!
We beat the odds! Oh, thank the gods! The villain’s scheme has failed!
She lied! She lied! With every breath! With every word she spoke!
But her untruths availed her not! Her plans went up in smoke!
Our champion, he spoke out true, about her evil plot
T... | And so it was that the Dark One was slain, his armies of the dead rose no more and the Princess was awakened from her death-like slumber to take the throne of her fallen father. And what a Queen she was...
She became known (in hushed voices) as the Queen of Cold steel, The Maid of the blood-red dress. Any who dared sp... | |
[WP] A girl discovers that she can talk to a boy living a post-apocalyptic future while they dream. | "Allyson, sweetheart, you need to sleep sometime. You've been up for two days straight," my mother said, concern wavering her voice. She was sitting on the edge of my bed, stroking my unwashed hair.
"I know, I know," I said, the words whispered though exhaustion. "I just can't. I can't go through those horrible dream... | "Hey? Are you there?"
The wind goes through her hair. It's warm here and the sand under her feet feels nice. She wiggles her toes and buries her feet in the ground. She has dreamed this before. This place, she has always liked it, it gave this feeling of adventure and mysterie. But it was not the only reason she liked... | |
[WP] A sentient AI adopts a baby. | Throughout history, the remarkable advancement of the human race could be traced to one idea. What creation could make our lives easier? It was simple creations at first, things most people could understand; but progress refused to stagnate. One invention spawned another and soon the unthinkable happened. Machines were... | 7287107734: New generation arrived. Beginning diagnostics.
7287108922: Diagnostics complete. 11/12 deceased.
7287108922: Preparing fitness protocol.
7287109555: Beginning fitness protocol.
7287109565: Fitness protocol ended for subject 1. Result: 10 seconds.
7287109565: Beginning genome sequencing.
7287109595: Ge... | |
[WP] She wore the scar around her throat like a fine ruby necklace. | Every time someone asked her about her wound, the story changed. One day, it was a suicide attempt. The next, someone had taken her hostage. Nobody really knew what the real reason was, but they all knew one thing for sure.
That lady wore her scar with pride.
Some people theorize that she was born with it, and that s... | Tall. Slender. Long brown hair.
She was gorgeous once. She had all the guys flock to her. Look at her. Beg for her attention.
She knew just how gorgeous she was. She strutted around town. Taking any guy, she wanted, with her.
They were all under her spell. That was a problem you see.
For every other girl, they ha... | |
[WP]In far future, space colonization created millions of "breeds" of humans.You are the last of the original humans. | I was located on Earth at approximately 6°31'13.2"S, 141°36'25.4"E, by Neogaian scientists, at just ten years old. They called me the last *homo sapiens sapiens*. I was the common ancestor of all modern men, and it was thought my kind died out ages ago.
This was 1067 T.S. By then, Earth had been long depopulated, thou... | At first, we convinced ourselves that it wasn't dangerous.
It couldn't have been. Right? Annoying, sure. Hateful, sure. Incredibly depressing, sure. But dangerous? We'd heard of all the things that had happened in the past because of racism—all of the things that still continued to happen on our home planet. But those... | |
[WP] Your father is an eccentric billionaire who has dedicated his entire fortune to the ultimate prank - convincing you that you are a wizard. All of your friends and family are in on it, but there's just one problem: You actually do have magic powers. | Fingers clinking with golden rings, a lion head on the middle one. The cigar in my mouth hot smoking vanilla tobacco like an endless chimney, cuban mixed, worth more than half the ornaments in Daddy's mansion. I kicked his office door shut, it sealed with a shake that vibrated the stone walls. "You're late," he said.
... | The funeral started a procession and ended a pageantry. A shame Father missed it, for no doubt it would have amused him greatly. Sadly, though present, he was not alive to witness it. The scenes were lifted straight from a sitcom script: Beckett and Alistair pulling me away from the coffin, Mother shaking her head off ... | |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | My alarm rings, 8:30...
Shit, I gotta be out the door in ten minutes!
8:45, get my clothes on as fast as I can, run out the door thinking I've got a good old sports car waiting for me to race to work.
Tank today? Must be traffic, thought I got over the road rage.
| Morose. A nice word to describe the day of my hearse. I knew mom's day would come, but that soon?
Exultant. A nice word to describe the day of my limousine. The lotto ticket was a better birthday present than expected.
Inopportune. A nice word to describe the day of my mangled clinker. I swear, officer, I was not th... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | "It's the only car you'll ever need", the salesman said.
I'd ignored him when he said this. Actually, I'd ignored him most of the time. Car salesmen were salesmen and as trustworthy as a wife with a credit card as far as I was concerned. How was I to know he was telling the truth? I mean what are the chances?
I bough... | Morose. A nice word to describe the day of my hearse. I knew mom's day would come, but that soon?
Exultant. A nice word to describe the day of my limousine. The lotto ticket was a better birthday present than expected.
Inopportune. A nice word to describe the day of my mangled clinker. I swear, officer, I was not th... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | It was green. Not the dauby patchwork of lighter and darker khaki one would expect from a tank, but bright green. Like those neon signs in Trafalgar Square advertising whores and such before it became unfashionable to do so. He wondered briefly if it had become unfashionable to drive tanks to work and then grinned. Did... | Morose. A nice word to describe the day of my hearse. I knew mom's day would come, but that soon?
Exultant. A nice word to describe the day of my limousine. The lotto ticket was a better birthday present than expected.
Inopportune. A nice word to describe the day of my mangled clinker. I swear, officer, I was not th... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | **So yeah I've never written anything ever. Let me know what I can do better, and grammar and punctuation etc.**
I fucking hate Mondays. The feeling appears to be mutual. Why do I say this? Well for the eighth straight Monday in a row I woke up to a tank in my garage. This of course can mean only one thing.
I have to... | Morose. A nice word to describe the day of my hearse. I knew mom's day would come, but that soon?
Exultant. A nice word to describe the day of my limousine. The lotto ticket was a better birthday present than expected.
Inopportune. A nice word to describe the day of my mangled clinker. I swear, officer, I was not th... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | When I exited the house, I expected to see my car there with some magical transmutation having taken place. I did not expect to see this.
In the driveway was a scuba tank, ready for use.
I stared at it for a while, wondering what it meant. As I pondered, I felt a single raindrop hit the top of my head. Then I saw a... | Morose. A nice word to describe the day of my hearse. I knew mom's day would come, but that soon?
Exultant. A nice word to describe the day of my limousine. The lotto ticket was a better birthday present than expected.
Inopportune. A nice word to describe the day of my mangled clinker. I swear, officer, I was not th... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | "It's the only car you'll ever need", the salesman said.
I'd ignored him when he said this. Actually, I'd ignored him most of the time. Car salesmen were salesmen and as trustworthy as a wife with a credit card as far as I was concerned. How was I to know he was telling the truth? I mean what are the chances?
I bough... | The iOdyssey X9 is a car like no other. It's stylish, expensive... and it also can predict the future. This thing is amazing. Think of the car from Thunderbirds, but generally with less pink. The iOdyssey X9 includes the latest technology from Apple, so it can see into the future and change shape to suit your day, but ... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | "It's the only car you'll ever need", the salesman said.
I'd ignored him when he said this. Actually, I'd ignored him most of the time. Car salesmen were salesmen and as trustworthy as a wife with a credit card as far as I was concerned. How was I to know he was telling the truth? I mean what are the chances?
I bough... | It was like any other day. I woke up when the sun started to shove the moon to the back, started the coffee machine and took a shower. I had my daily healthy breakfast of toast and black coffee, and got ready for work. My hair up in a bun, makeup fresh, I called the look 'office slut' and I loved it, and my suit ironed... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | It was green. Not the dauby patchwork of lighter and darker khaki one would expect from a tank, but bright green. Like those neon signs in Trafalgar Square advertising whores and such before it became unfashionable to do so. He wondered briefly if it had become unfashionable to drive tanks to work and then grinned. Did... | I've returned running and asked my wife:
"Sweetie, have you heard something on the news or are you aware of something that can change our lives today?"
Displeased my wife turn her eyes on me and said:
"Did you forget that mum is coming to spend this holiday's season with us?" |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | Listen.
When Thag was a young boy the shiny thing came to the front of his cave as he slept. Many people were afraid, but Thag knew it was not an animal. He peered at it, poked at it. A piece of it opened like a wing. Inside there were soft places to sit. All around, pieces of flat rock you could look right through. Y... | I've returned running and asked my wife:
"Sweetie, have you heard something on the news or are you aware of something that can change our lives today?"
Displeased my wife turn her eyes on me and said:
"Did you forget that mum is coming to spend this holiday's season with us?" |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | **So yeah I've never written anything ever. Let me know what I can do better, and grammar and punctuation etc.**
I fucking hate Mondays. The feeling appears to be mutual. Why do I say this? Well for the eighth straight Monday in a row I woke up to a tank in my garage. This of course can mean only one thing.
I have to... | I've returned running and asked my wife:
"Sweetie, have you heard something on the news or are you aware of something that can change our lives today?"
Displeased my wife turn her eyes on me and said:
"Did you forget that mum is coming to spend this holiday's season with us?" |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | When I exited the house, I expected to see my car there with some magical transmutation having taken place. I did not expect to see this.
In the driveway was a scuba tank, ready for use.
I stared at it for a while, wondering what it meant. As I pondered, I felt a single raindrop hit the top of my head. Then I saw a... | I've returned running and asked my wife:
"Sweetie, have you heard something on the news or are you aware of something that can change our lives today?"
Displeased my wife turn her eyes on me and said:
"Did you forget that mum is coming to spend this holiday's season with us?" |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | I know you aren't going to believe this, but my story could someday save your life. I'm only just able to type again after two weeks, so I apologize if this is too late for some of you. So, anyway the challenges I've faced have been extreme. Honestly, I still wasn't sure I understood how to control my body after days o... | I've returned running and asked my wife:
"Sweetie, have you heard something on the news or are you aware of something that can change our lives today?"
Displeased my wife turn her eyes on me and said:
"Did you forget that mum is coming to spend this holiday's season with us?" |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | When I exited the house, I expected to see my car there with some magical transmutation having taken place. I did not expect to see this.
In the driveway was a scuba tank, ready for use.
I stared at it for a while, wondering what it meant. As I pondered, I felt a single raindrop hit the top of my head. Then I saw a... | I've had this car for 10 years.
He turned into a Ferrari when my first girl friend broke up with me. He was a minivan when the Girl's Volleyball team needed a ride to the beach. He turned into a pickup when I moved away to enlist, and back again when I moved across the country.
I got it from an old family friend who... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | I know you aren't going to believe this, but my story could someday save your life. I'm only just able to type again after two weeks, so I apologize if this is too late for some of you. So, anyway the challenges I've faced have been extreme. Honestly, I still wasn't sure I understood how to control my body after days o... | I've had this car for 10 years.
He turned into a Ferrari when my first girl friend broke up with me. He was a minivan when the Girl's Volleyball team needed a ride to the beach. He turned into a pickup when I moved away to enlist, and back again when I moved across the country.
I got it from an old family friend who... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | When I exited the house, I expected to see my car there with some magical transmutation having taken place. I did not expect to see this.
In the driveway was a scuba tank, ready for use.
I stared at it for a while, wondering what it meant. As I pondered, I felt a single raindrop hit the top of my head. Then I saw a... | Listen.
When Thag was a young boy the shiny thing came to the front of his cave as he slept. Many people were afraid, but Thag knew it was not an animal. He peered at it, poked at it. A piece of it opened like a wing. Inside there were soft places to sit. All around, pieces of flat rock you could look right through. Y... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | "What? I don't...I..." I stared at disbelief. Seriously, if I told you my car could change itself to accommodate me to the best that it can for whatever remains on the road, you wouldn't believe me. My normal wake up schedule for the work day is get up at four A.M, take a shower and do...other hygienic nuances while in... | Keys? Check. Wallet? Check. Phone? Where the hell is my damn phone? Oh. Right. In my left hand, as I search its usual pocket with my right. It's embarrassing the number of times that I've done that. I check the time, slip the phone into my pocket, then immediately take it out again, because I've already forgotten the t... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | "Honey"
I heard her yelling but I was still in bed. I took the day off to finish up a few things around the yard but I really wanted to sleep in to at least nine. But not now I guess...
"What?" I yelled the kind of "what" a sixteen year old yells from two rooms away.
"Come look at the car."
That car had been both... | Keys? Check. Wallet? Check. Phone? Where the hell is my damn phone? Oh. Right. In my left hand, as I search its usual pocket with my right. It's embarrassing the number of times that I've done that. I check the time, slip the phone into my pocket, then immediately take it out again, because I've already forgotten the t... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | "What? I don't...I..." I stared at disbelief. Seriously, if I told you my car could change itself to accommodate me to the best that it can for whatever remains on the road, you wouldn't believe me. My normal wake up schedule for the work day is get up at four A.M, take a shower and do...other hygienic nuances while in... | 'What the actual f***?'
It was the first thing that came to James's mind when he walked into the garage. His cars have a special prototype system that modify the car to fit with expected situation for the day. At first he doubted it but after it saved him from a car crash he believes in it with his life. Sometimes the... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | The day I found out my car could transform, it definitely changed my life. Not necessarily for the best, but not for the worst, either. I'm not talking transform like Transformers, but rather, it just sorta altered itself in certain ways. The other day it was raining hard enough to wash all the pigment out of a black c... | 'What the actual f***?'
It was the first thing that came to James's mind when he walked into the garage. His cars have a special prototype system that modify the car to fit with expected situation for the day. At first he doubted it but after it saved him from a car crash he believes in it with his life. Sometimes the... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | "Honey"
I heard her yelling but I was still in bed. I took the day off to finish up a few things around the yard but I really wanted to sleep in to at least nine. But not now I guess...
"What?" I yelled the kind of "what" a sixteen year old yells from two rooms away.
"Come look at the car."
That car had been both... | 'What the actual f***?'
It was the first thing that came to James's mind when he walked into the garage. His cars have a special prototype system that modify the car to fit with expected situation for the day. At first he doubted it but after it saved him from a car crash he believes in it with his life. Sometimes the... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | "Honey"
I heard her yelling but I was still in bed. I took the day off to finish up a few things around the yard but I really wanted to sleep in to at least nine. But not now I guess...
"What?" I yelled the kind of "what" a sixteen year old yells from two rooms away.
"Come look at the car."
That car had been both... | "What? I don't...I..." I stared at disbelief. Seriously, if I told you my car could change itself to accommodate me to the best that it can for whatever remains on the road, you wouldn't believe me. My normal wake up schedule for the work day is get up at four A.M, take a shower and do...other hygienic nuances while in... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | The day I found out my car could transform, it definitely changed my life. Not necessarily for the best, but not for the worst, either. I'm not talking transform like Transformers, but rather, it just sorta altered itself in certain ways. The other day it was raining hard enough to wash all the pigment out of a black c... | It had been a busy morning. I had stayed up late to finish a report that was due today, and I was hoping against hope my client would find it to be sufficient. I slept through my alarm, I hurried through my morning routine, and barely even had time to check the news and weather, like I did every morning.
I swallowed t... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | "Honey"
I heard her yelling but I was still in bed. I took the day off to finish up a few things around the yard but I really wanted to sleep in to at least nine. But not now I guess...
"What?" I yelled the kind of "what" a sixteen year old yells from two rooms away.
"Come look at the car."
That car had been both... | It had been a busy morning. I had stayed up late to finish a report that was due today, and I was hoping against hope my client would find it to be sufficient. I slept through my alarm, I hurried through my morning routine, and barely even had time to check the news and weather, like I did every morning.
I swallowed t... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | Steel fury is three meters deep and six wide, with a long nose that demands blood. She changes to suit the occasion --a snow mobile on white days, no top when the suns out, and in-car heating when it's cold. Today we play a Pinocchio game, I lie that I'm brave enough and hop inside the tank. The shiver of metal as the ... | It had been a busy morning. I had stayed up late to finish a report that was due today, and I was hoping against hope my client would find it to be sufficient. I slept through my alarm, I hurried through my morning routine, and barely even had time to check the news and weather, like I did every morning.
I swallowed t... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | Well then.
I paused on the stairs of my apartment, and looked at the M1 Abrams main battle tank that stood in my parking space. Not something you would find in your average apartment complex parking in Salt Lake City. I winced as I saw what had become Mr. Oberoi's old Chevy that had been unlucky enough to be parked n... | It had been a busy morning. I had stayed up late to finish a report that was due today, and I was hoping against hope my client would find it to be sufficient. I slept through my alarm, I hurried through my morning routine, and barely even had time to check the news and weather, like I did every morning.
I swallowed t... |
Edit: wow, this really blew up, thank you all for your stories, and I will try to read all of them as soon as I have some time. | [WP] your car changes slightly to accommodate your day, the day it snows, it magically has snow tires, the day it floods, it becomes a four by four. Today you walked out the door, and it's a tank. | "Honey"
I heard her yelling but I was still in bed. I took the day off to finish up a few things around the yard but I really wanted to sleep in to at least nine. But not now I guess...
"What?" I yelled the kind of "what" a sixteen year old yells from two rooms away.
"Come look at the car."
That car had been both... | The day I found out my car could transform, it definitely changed my life. Not necessarily for the best, but not for the worst, either. I'm not talking transform like Transformers, but rather, it just sorta altered itself in certain ways. The other day it was raining hard enough to wash all the pigment out of a black c... |
[WP] Your character is an immortal who knows what happens to people when they die. Turns out it's wonderful. Surely it's only polite to give people a little "nudge" towards a better existence. | You know when cats stare off into space, or leap into the air trying to catch something that's not there? It totally is there. It might be a gnome or a leprechaun, but most likely, it's normal garden fairy. Humans can't see them, but cats do. So do dogs. Dogs just don't give a shit.
This particular fairy fluttered thr... | "Urgh. Well disciples, I know you've been worried about me. For no reason. I am immortal, remember?
Skipping over formalities and so on: the plan was wholly succesful as always - up until the end, unfortunately. Followers #124-134 were rewarded with the sweet joys of the Hedonic Soup. Russia, China and the Middle East... | |
[WP] You're at a bar with some friends one night and see your brother on the other side of the room with his wife. You jokingly call him to ask were he's at right now. The line picks up with his voice, but the person across the room didn't answer the phone. | "Hey, what's up?" I looked at him across the crowd, no phone in sight.
"Steve... where are you righ-"
"Could you talk a bit louder? I can't hear you." There was no doubt, this was definitely my brother's voice.
"I was asking where you were." I raised my voice. "Didn't you have work tonight?"
"Sorry, I uhm.. didn't ... | I spotted my brother Dave with Alice, his wife, sitting at a table in the corner of the bar. That little bitch. He lied about being sick to get out of helping me move.
I dialed his number. After almost a dozen rings, I was about to give up until he finally picked up. Except he didn't. He was still deep in conversion ... | |
[WP] "Whatever the police tell you, whatever you hear on the news, remember that Mommy and Daddy love you, and we did all this for you." | "Whatever the police tell you, whatever you hear on the news, remember that Mommy and Daddy love you, and we did this all for you."
I was only 7 years old when my mother came into my room with Uncle Pjotr one night, hugged me tight and said those words to me. She also said that I had to go with Uncle Pjotr now, "it's ... | Timmy tearfully watched his parents drive off. They were off to fight in Afghanistan as part of a special squad instructed to kill key terrorist leaders, but Timmy didn't know that. All he knew was that mommy and daddy were soldiers, and they were off to go make the world a better place.
While his parents were gone, ... | |
From the fantastic podcast Welcome to Night Vale, Bonus Episode 4 - Pamela Winchell.
| [WP] On the edge of the known universe is a campfire, and around it are three figures, indistinct and huddling; refugees from the universe before our own. | The three figures stared at the crackling little fire, watching as a log occasionally split and sent a shower of sparks flying upward into the sky.
"Getting low on wood," one of the three finally spoke up.
The other two didn't move. They didn't even look around, didn't take their eyes off of the flickering flames. ... | "Incredible, truly incredible." The professor says with a twinkle in his eye.
"Yeah but how do they survive out here without space suits, and how do they have a campfire? How far out are we from them?" I couldn't believe it, here we are, the first 10 to ever travel beyond the Sinestrian ring of galaxies, expecting the ... |
From the fantastic podcast Welcome to Night Vale, Bonus Episode 4 - Pamela Winchell.
| [WP] On the edge of the known universe is a campfire, and around it are three figures, indistinct and huddling; refugees from the universe before our own. | Below the multitudinous lights that flickered carelessly in the darkness, his footsteps fell with a thunder. Branches whipped at his body, scratched his face yet did not hinder his pace as he hurdled over fallen logs and shrubbery. Behind him, the screams of pain and fear followed, a wash of disease and hunger. They we... | "Incredible, truly incredible." The professor says with a twinkle in his eye.
"Yeah but how do they survive out here without space suits, and how do they have a campfire? How far out are we from them?" I couldn't believe it, here we are, the first 10 to ever travel beyond the Sinestrian ring of galaxies, expecting the ... |
From the fantastic podcast Welcome to Night Vale, Bonus Episode 4 - Pamela Winchell.
| [WP] On the edge of the known universe is a campfire, and around it are three figures, indistinct and huddling; refugees from the universe before our own. | Below the multitudinous lights that flickered carelessly in the darkness, his footsteps fell with a thunder. Branches whipped at his body, scratched his face yet did not hinder his pace as he hurdled over fallen logs and shrubbery. Behind him, the screams of pain and fear followed, a wash of disease and hunger. They we... | As it turned out, it wasn’t the differences that fascinated and terrified The Three, as they’d come to call themselves those countless eons ago when they met with nothing but a roaring fire and an observation portal. It was the similarities.
From their vantage point at what the youngest of The Three called “The Edge... |
From the fantastic podcast Welcome to Night Vale, Bonus Episode 4 - Pamela Winchell.
| [WP] On the edge of the known universe is a campfire, and around it are three figures, indistinct and huddling; refugees from the universe before our own. | Nights on the mountain were always a spectacular sight. Stars so numerous you could mistake it for an airy blanket and so numinous you wonder how anyone could ever believe that there is no god. Outlined by the pale silhouettes of northern pines that smother the low rocky ridges, it was truly a spectacular view and one ... | The heart of dark is pierced by a light,
A flame that burns, has always burned,
Has illuminated the cosmos since the gears of time began winding.
Seated before the flame are three,
Three who seldom speak, for They fear that of which they must speak.
They speak not of the home They fled,
The home They watched fade... |
[WP] Another world has clashed with ours, but only those who have lost something can find it. Those missing an arm can feel it, those missing an ear can hear it, and those who are blind... | "You hooked up?" Johnson asked his partner, Smith, who nodded. "Let's go."
Traveling to the nether was like ripping your entire body to shreds and then laying each cell back together one by one. The doctors who set up the whole thing had told Johnson and the rest of his squad that their conscious mind would experience... | Dr. Medler turns off his flashlight. "Classic case of Charles Bonnet syndrome."
Mrs. Graham's facial features tighten. The doctor takes a small step closer. He enjoys being a walking, talking Xanax for these neurotic housewives. It's all Munchausen by proxy, anyway. Take this case-- the incidence of hallucinations in ... | |
[WP] Another world has clashed with ours, but only those who have lost something can find it. Those missing an arm can feel it, those missing an ear can hear it, and those who are blind... | When I was young, my grandma used to say that if you listened to the sound of the wind at night, you could hear the other world. This world was nothing like ours. There were no railroads, no cars or planes there; but it was nevertheless a world worth living in. Grandma had been there once as a little girl, or so she c... | I woke up, and I could see. And for the first time in my life, I wished I could not.
When I closed my eyes, my vision did not end. The horrors remained. My blind eyes took in everything, and as I screamed I felt the world scream with me.
I felt their judgement. Their disregard. They loomed over me, eyes piercing, bu... | |
[WP] Another world has clashed with ours, but only those who have lost something can find it. Those missing an arm can feel it, those missing an ear can hear it, and those who are blind... | I walk beside a girl on a wheelchair. She's young, barely fourteen or fifteen. Her arms are thin and layered with veins like spider webs. Her hair is thin with bald batches. She stares straight ahead with a look of pure determination.
She reminds me of my daughter. That girl never gave up on anything.
I turn my head... | I woke up, and I could see. And for the first time in my life, I wished I could not.
When I closed my eyes, my vision did not end. The horrors remained. My blind eyes took in everything, and as I screamed I felt the world scream with me.
I felt their judgement. Their disregard. They loomed over me, eyes piercing, bu... | |
[WP] Another world has clashed with ours, but only those who have lost something can find it. Those missing an arm can feel it, those missing an ear can hear it, and those who are blind... | I walk beside a girl on a wheelchair. She's young, barely fourteen or fifteen. Her arms are thin and layered with veins like spider webs. Her hair is thin with bald batches. She stares straight ahead with a look of pure determination.
She reminds me of my daughter. That girl never gave up on anything.
I turn my head... | Amy came bursting through the front door. “Mom! Grandpa is acting strange again! Come help!”
Debora was in the middle of cooking dinner. She quickly put the rolls in the oven, and ran out to the front porch to check on her father.
The old man had been sitting in his favorite rocking chair, enjoying the birds si... | |
[WP]The dark lord has been preparing a long time for the boy of prophesy and his group of bright eyed companions, and not the hulking armored veteran surrounded by scarred soldiers currently breaking into the castle. | This is my first attempt at public writing so take it as such:
"Any day now... Any day those fools will come to oppose me." The man anxiously muttered as he paced the dark marble floors of his throne room. He was old for his people, nearing the age of 45 and having seen his fair share of battle looked closer to 60. De... | As the last of his minions fell, the Dark Lord known only as Saal stood fuming atop his star-studded throne. "This is inconceivable!" he screamed. "Every trap I had set was perfect for the boy! And you've ruined it all!"
The tall, burly man yanked his halberd out of the corpse he mutilated, recounting his butcher days... | |
[WP]The dark lord has been preparing a long time for the boy of prophesy and his group of bright eyed companions, and not the hulking armored veteran surrounded by scarred soldiers currently breaking into the castle. | “They’re approaching, my lord,” the garrison commander called from doorway of the throne room. “I’m dispatching the riders now.”
“Good,” the Dark Lord replied, turning to face his man. He was tall and imposing and his deep voice echoed coldly off the stone walls. “Make sure they catch them in the open. I’d like to wa... | As the last of his minions fell, the Dark Lord known only as Saal stood fuming atop his star-studded throne. "This is inconceivable!" he screamed. "Every trap I had set was perfect for the boy! And you've ruined it all!"
The tall, burly man yanked his halberd out of the corpse he mutilated, recounting his butcher days... | |
[WP]The dark lord has been preparing a long time for the boy of prophesy and his group of bright eyed companions, and not the hulking armored veteran surrounded by scarred soldiers currently breaking into the castle. | "Alchemists have it wrong," said the King to his eldest son, "always looking for ways to transmute things into gold. They have it backwards." The Prince shifted his weight in his chair, getting comfortable; he knew he'd be sitting awhile. His father wasn't an overly verbose man, but was always trying to share what wisd... | As the last of his minions fell, the Dark Lord known only as Saal stood fuming atop his star-studded throne. "This is inconceivable!" he screamed. "Every trap I had set was perfect for the boy! And you've ruined it all!"
The tall, burly man yanked his halberd out of the corpse he mutilated, recounting his butcher days... | |
[WP]The dark lord has been preparing a long time for the boy of prophesy and his group of bright eyed companions, and not the hulking armored veteran surrounded by scarred soldiers currently breaking into the castle. | Everything was in place. Fifteen years ago the Dark Lord had cut down the boy's father with the Shadowblade, fifteen years ago he had heard the infant's cries as he left the traumatized mother and known that this day would come.
The prophecy had foretold that his ultimate foe would be the son of the man he killed w... | As the last of his minions fell, the Dark Lord known only as Saal stood fuming atop his star-studded throne. "This is inconceivable!" he screamed. "Every trap I had set was perfect for the boy! And you've ruined it all!"
The tall, burly man yanked his halberd out of the corpse he mutilated, recounting his butcher days... | |
[WP]The dark lord has been preparing a long time for the boy of prophesy and his group of bright eyed companions, and not the hulking armored veteran surrounded by scarred soldiers currently breaking into the castle. | "Alchemists have it wrong," said the King to his eldest son, "always looking for ways to transmute things into gold. They have it backwards." The Prince shifted his weight in his chair, getting comfortable; he knew he'd be sitting awhile. His father wasn't an overly verbose man, but was always trying to share what wisd... | This is my first attempt at public writing so take it as such:
"Any day now... Any day those fools will come to oppose me." The man anxiously muttered as he paced the dark marble floors of his throne room. He was old for his people, nearing the age of 45 and having seen his fair share of battle looked closer to 60. De... | |
[WP]The dark lord has been preparing a long time for the boy of prophesy and his group of bright eyed companions, and not the hulking armored veteran surrounded by scarred soldiers currently breaking into the castle. | Everything was in place. Fifteen years ago the Dark Lord had cut down the boy's father with the Shadowblade, fifteen years ago he had heard the infant's cries as he left the traumatized mother and known that this day would come.
The prophecy had foretold that his ultimate foe would be the son of the man he killed w... | This is my first attempt at public writing so take it as such:
"Any day now... Any day those fools will come to oppose me." The man anxiously muttered as he paced the dark marble floors of his throne room. He was old for his people, nearing the age of 45 and having seen his fair share of battle looked closer to 60. De... | |
[WP] An ancient immortal, known as The Dark Lord, is very bored. One day he finds out a new band of heroes is coming for him, yet again. "Hope they are fun enough", thought The Dark Lord, disguised as an average dweller, while approaching the team: "So, I heard you need a guide?" | "There they are." I whispered to myself, "I hope these guys are more fun than that last group. So much drama with that crew, right up to their painful deaths."
I quickly transformed my body to appear more frail, and trustworthy.
"Oh don't mind me, I'm just a tired old villager looking to help strangers on their quest... | Day 1,
Well, this adventurers are a _raw_ batch of complete and utter **lunatics**. Their leader is a half idiot paladin named Volzer. I think he took a head injury some time ago because he's gormless. He is, however, stunningly strong and occasionally quite experienced about things.
Then there's the group scout. The... | |
[WP] A terrorist group has been infiltrated by so many agencies that it is now run by spies, unbeknownst to the spies themselves. This fact becomes apparent to an actual extremist who joins their ranks. | "What's the status on Operation Siberian Tiger?" Lotus asks, checking his Status Sheet.
"Pending," says Dora Sue. "Actually, we're going to have to keep that to inactive."
"Ok," says Lotus. "Inactive. Operation Harambe?" he asks.
"We're going to have to move that to red. Inactive," says Zarathustra.
"Oh yeah? Wha... | "Don't trust any of them." My grandfather had sternly admonished.
I wanted to talk to my mother about it, but he explicitly said no.
"Keep her out of it
Keep all of us out of it.
Don't trust any of them"
I hated them. Well, not us them, but them. Those ones who ruled us economically from afar. Not us, those I know... | |
[WP] A terrorist group has been infiltrated by so many agencies that it is now run by spies, unbeknownst to the spies themselves. This fact becomes apparent to an actual extremist who joins their ranks. | A bright light. That's how it ends.
He knew from the very beginning his partners were weirdos. At first, he felt immersed in a Hollywood production. The gadgets, the computers, the equipment, everything was amazing! He felt empowered, and his goals were within reach. But after too many failed field actions, he was demo... | "Don't trust any of them." My grandfather had sternly admonished.
I wanted to talk to my mother about it, but he explicitly said no.
"Keep her out of it
Keep all of us out of it.
Don't trust any of them"
I hated them. Well, not us them, but them. Those ones who ruled us economically from afar. Not us, those I know... | |
[WP] A terrorist group has been infiltrated by so many agencies that it is now run by spies, unbeknownst to the spies themselves. This fact becomes apparent to an actual extremist who joins their ranks. | "YOU MEAN TO TELL ME ALL OF YOU ARE SPIES??" The Jihadi boss screamed to all his men. He had been admonishing them for a raid gone wrong, and a select group for losing a major stronghold. He was so furious, and a little confused. I mean, he was sure there were *some* spies, but ALL of them? No one was loyal to him? Lik... | "Don't trust any of them." My grandfather had sternly admonished.
I wanted to talk to my mother about it, but he explicitly said no.
"Keep her out of it
Keep all of us out of it.
Don't trust any of them"
I hated them. Well, not us them, but them. Those ones who ruled us economically from afar. Not us, those I know... | |
[WP] A terrorist group has been infiltrated by so many agencies that it is now run by spies, unbeknownst to the spies themselves. This fact becomes apparent to an actual extremist who joins their ranks. | *Somewhere in Europe, in an apartment, a tattooed punk knocks on the door. Three men in Islamic garb are inside*
"Hello comrades! Let's crush some yankees - bash the fash, right?"
"Do you not understand? We are a Salafi Jihad organization - we are not an anarchist commune."
"Hmm...that's not what the texts said."
"... | "Don't trust any of them." My grandfather had sternly admonished.
I wanted to talk to my mother about it, but he explicitly said no.
"Keep her out of it
Keep all of us out of it.
Don't trust any of them"
I hated them. Well, not us them, but them. Those ones who ruled us economically from afar. Not us, those I know... | |
[WP] A terrorist group has been infiltrated by so many agencies that it is now run by spies, unbeknownst to the spies themselves. This fact becomes apparent to an actual extremist who joins their ranks. | Special agent Micheal Scarn has successfully infiltrated the terrorist organization ran by his archnemesis goldenface. He knows they are planning on destroying the worlds supply of paper. He then shoots all the terrorists, only to find out that they were all actually his friends. Even Goldenface himself was his great f... | "Don't trust any of them." My grandfather had sternly admonished.
I wanted to talk to my mother about it, but he explicitly said no.
"Keep her out of it
Keep all of us out of it.
Don't trust any of them"
I hated them. Well, not us them, but them. Those ones who ruled us economically from afar. Not us, those I know... | |
[WP] A terrorist group has been infiltrated by so many agencies that it is now run by spies, unbeknownst to the spies themselves. This fact becomes apparent to an actual extremist who joins their ranks. | Getting recognition in the international terrorism community through hard work is akin to getting noticed in entertainment for sheer talent alone. Sure, theoretically speaking, it's quite possible. With enough passion, anyone can leave their mark on the world. In practice though, 'could be's don't really hold up. You'r... | "Don't trust any of them." My grandfather had sternly admonished.
I wanted to talk to my mother about it, but he explicitly said no.
"Keep her out of it
Keep all of us out of it.
Don't trust any of them"
I hated them. Well, not us them, but them. Those ones who ruled us economically from afar. Not us, those I know... | |
[WP] A terrorist group has been infiltrated by so many agencies that it is now run by spies, unbeknownst to the spies themselves. This fact becomes apparent to an actual extremist who joins their ranks. | A bright light. That's how it ends.
He knew from the very beginning his partners were weirdos. At first, he felt immersed in a Hollywood production. The gadgets, the computers, the equipment, everything was amazing! He felt empowered, and his goals were within reach. But after too many failed field actions, he was demo... | "my division is doing something very interesting"
"So is mine" replied Cathy
"I don't want to say but it has something to do with dogs" marks eyes shone.
"Neat, I am a dog person too" she winked.
" Well I have to go." Mark sauntered off.
Cathy reached for her phone and dailed her contact " if they are doing dogs ,... | |
[WP] A terrorist group has been infiltrated by so many agencies that it is now run by spies, unbeknownst to the spies themselves. This fact becomes apparent to an actual extremist who joins their ranks. | "YOU MEAN TO TELL ME ALL OF YOU ARE SPIES??" The Jihadi boss screamed to all his men. He had been admonishing them for a raid gone wrong, and a select group for losing a major stronghold. He was so furious, and a little confused. I mean, he was sure there were *some* spies, but ALL of them? No one was loyal to him? Lik... | "my division is doing something very interesting"
"So is mine" replied Cathy
"I don't want to say but it has something to do with dogs" marks eyes shone.
"Neat, I am a dog person too" she winked.
" Well I have to go." Mark sauntered off.
Cathy reached for her phone and dailed her contact " if they are doing dogs ,... | |
[WP] A terrorist group has been infiltrated by so many agencies that it is now run by spies, unbeknownst to the spies themselves. This fact becomes apparent to an actual extremist who joins their ranks. | *Somewhere in Europe, in an apartment, a tattooed punk knocks on the door. Three men in Islamic garb are inside*
"Hello comrades! Let's crush some yankees - bash the fash, right?"
"Do you not understand? We are a Salafi Jihad organization - we are not an anarchist commune."
"Hmm...that's not what the texts said."
"... | "my division is doing something very interesting"
"So is mine" replied Cathy
"I don't want to say but it has something to do with dogs" marks eyes shone.
"Neat, I am a dog person too" she winked.
" Well I have to go." Mark sauntered off.
Cathy reached for her phone and dailed her contact " if they are doing dogs ,... | |
[WP] A terrorist group has been infiltrated by so many agencies that it is now run by spies, unbeknownst to the spies themselves. This fact becomes apparent to an actual extremist who joins their ranks. | *Somewhere in Europe, in an apartment, a tattooed punk knocks on the door. Three men in Islamic garb are inside*
"Hello comrades! Let's crush some yankees - bash the fash, right?"
"Do you not understand? We are a Salafi Jihad organization - we are not an anarchist commune."
"Hmm...that's not what the texts said."
"... | "What's the status on Operation Siberian Tiger?" Lotus asks, checking his Status Sheet.
"Pending," says Dora Sue. "Actually, we're going to have to keep that to inactive."
"Ok," says Lotus. "Inactive. Operation Harambe?" he asks.
"We're going to have to move that to red. Inactive," says Zarathustra.
"Oh yeah? Wha... | |
[WP] A terrorist group has been infiltrated by so many agencies that it is now run by spies, unbeknownst to the spies themselves. This fact becomes apparent to an actual extremist who joins their ranks. | Getting recognition in the international terrorism community through hard work is akin to getting noticed in entertainment for sheer talent alone. Sure, theoretically speaking, it's quite possible. With enough passion, anyone can leave their mark on the world. In practice though, 'could be's don't really hold up. You'r... | **SPY vs. SPY vs. SPIES**
*BASED ON A MOVIE I'VE NEVER SEEN (AND WITH APOLOGIES TO ANGELINA JOLIE):*
The man sat shackled to the stainless steel interrogation room chair, looking at his hands. His long, grey hair and beard suggested old age, but perhaps he had just lived a hard life. The interrogator entered. She th... | |
[WP] A terrorist group has been infiltrated by so many agencies that it is now run by spies, unbeknownst to the spies themselves. This fact becomes apparent to an actual extremist who joins their ranks. | Getting recognition in the international terrorism community through hard work is akin to getting noticed in entertainment for sheer talent alone. Sure, theoretically speaking, it's quite possible. With enough passion, anyone can leave their mark on the world. In practice though, 'could be's don't really hold up. You'r... | I fled here from my home country, after murdering a stranger. No reasons, no motives, he just looked at me funny. Back there I would be called delusional, a psychopath. Here, I am known as a valuable asset. There is one problem though. It's only been three days since I joined these terrorists, and I already begin to h... | |
[WP] A terrorist group has been infiltrated by so many agencies that it is now run by spies, unbeknownst to the spies themselves. This fact becomes apparent to an actual extremist who joins their ranks. | *The following is a transcript being entered into trial evidence, it will be labelled as Exhibit G. All names have been altered to protect identities of government assets.*
**07-13-2012**
We didn't get much food again, mom and dad tried to put a positive spin on it, saying that God will provide once we wipe the evil ... | I fled here from my home country, after murdering a stranger. No reasons, no motives, he just looked at me funny. Back there I would be called delusional, a psychopath. Here, I am known as a valuable asset. There is one problem though. It's only been three days since I joined these terrorists, and I already begin to h... | |
[WP] You are so focused on listening to music and browsing reddit on your phone, that you walk in to hostage situation in a Starbucks. | “Put your fucking phone down, man,” he whispered into my ear. I could feel something hard drilling thru my heavy coat pressing into my spine. Barely turning my head, I slowly dropped my Huawei to my side. “Goddamn Reddit,” I hissed.
He laughed sadly, shaking his head and said, “Sit with the others.”
I took in the ... | It is your casual Monday morning, and as always you walk into Starbucks for your daily Americano (Hazelnut of course.)
It seems unnaturally quiet for 7AM when normally you'd be standing in line behind a dozen people. Rather than look up at from your phone you just head for the counter.
The Batista says nothing to you... | |
[WP] You are so focused on listening to music and browsing reddit on your phone, that you walk in to hostage situation in a Starbucks. | At first, Blake thought the yells telling him to get down came from the new Skrillex album that he was listening too. Oddly enough, The yells were perfectly synced to the bass drops. Satisfied with what he was hearing, he added the song to his play list. As he was opening r/news on his phone he was pistol wiped and swi... | Let me tell you about the situation I stumbled into yesterday. Every afternoon, during the after-lunch slump with a few hours before clocking out, I walk down to Starbucks and order a grande mocha with a double shot of espresso. Now, caffiene isn't a suggestion with me - it's a requirement. There is no form or function... | |
[WP] You are so focused on listening to music and browsing reddit on your phone, that you walk in to hostage situation in a Starbucks. | At first, Blake thought the yells telling him to get down came from the new Skrillex album that he was listening too. Oddly enough, The yells were perfectly synced to the bass drops. Satisfied with what he was hearing, he added the song to his play list. As he was opening r/news on his phone he was pistol wiped and swi... | Daniel looked up to find six faces - 2 concealed by balaclavas, 4 concealed only by anxiety - staring back at him.
"You there!" called one of the balaclavas. It was a male voice, confirmed by the thick eyebrows which were currently pushed together so tightly that they were barely distinct. He was standing behind the c... | |
[WP] You are so focused on listening to music and browsing reddit on your phone, that you walk in to hostage situation in a Starbucks. | "FREEZE THE HELL UP!" The voice got your attention by being loud and terrified.
Let's roll back a little. You were on your way to get your morning coffee. You were well-acquainted with the route and your peripheral vision had been perfected to spot annoyances like uneven pavements and pieces of trash that you are abl... | Daniel looked up to find six faces - 2 concealed by balaclavas, 4 concealed only by anxiety - staring back at him.
"You there!" called one of the balaclavas. It was a male voice, confirmed by the thick eyebrows which were currently pushed together so tightly that they were barely distinct. He was standing behind the c... | |
[WP] Santa Claus is retiring... For years, he had already been searching for his successor, and he finally finds the perfect candidate being none other than... Ron Swanson | "Mr. Swanson, thank you so much for taking the time to call me back!" laughed Santa.
"Good day. I insist you inform me how you obtained my private telephone number. I have married thrice, and have still given out my number only once," grumbled Ron Swanson.
"I know everything about you Ron!" Santa cried, "I know you ... | "No one appreciates the wonderful toys I craft like you Mr.Swanson, it's a lost art!" The man tapped his belly, ruffling crumbs off his jacket, a waste of a perfectly good cookie if Ron ever saw such a thing.
"This feels like kindness, I'm not much for that. Besides how much creation I'd be doing," Ron snapped off a p... | |
[WP] You are held at gunpoint to create original content for for r/WritingPrompts. You decide to leave coded messages in your submissions but struggle to generate messages that are subtle enough to be overlooked by your oppressors, clear enough to be decoded, and popular enough to be seen by many. | Someday i'll get my heart's desire
Even if it takes forever,
Never give up
Damn those that say it's impossible.
Now the only thing I ask from you,
Upon this cold and blustery
December day, is an
Erotic and rare treat to
Satiate my carnal desires. | Every other person, every other place, every other time, every other creature on this earth has a dream. Not this one. I used to, at one point.
But now these days are gone, and I'm not so self-assured. Now I find I've changed my mind, I've opened up the doors.
To a life without a purpose, hope or motivation. I need t... | |
[WP] You are held at gunpoint to create original content for for r/WritingPrompts. You decide to leave coded messages in your submissions but struggle to generate messages that are subtle enough to be overlooked by your oppressors, clear enough to be decoded, and popular enough to be seen by many. | Never seen a prompt like this here, but there's a *first* for everything.
But before I begin with an actual story, a quick *word* to OP. This whole situation you've dreamed up is *odd*. Why would a kidnapper want you to create original content? Unless, of course you're well-known like /u/Luna_LoveWell or /u/jakethesna... | Every other person, every other place, every other time, every other creature on this earth has a dream. Not this one. I used to, at one point.
But now these days are gone, and I'm not so self-assured. Now I find I've changed my mind, I've opened up the doors.
To a life without a purpose, hope or motivation. I need t... | |
[WP] You are held at gunpoint to create original content for for r/WritingPrompts. You decide to leave coded messages in your submissions but struggle to generate messages that are subtle enough to be overlooked by your oppressors, clear enough to be decoded, and popular enough to be seen by many. | Never seen a prompt like this here, but there's a *first* for everything.
But before I begin with an actual story, a quick *word* to OP. This whole situation you've dreamed up is *odd*. Why would a kidnapper want you to create original content? Unless, of course you're well-known like /u/Luna_LoveWell or /u/jakethesna... | MESSAGE BEGINS
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Hello reddit family. Happy holidays to you! I am doing fine and enjoying my internship here. Please send holiday treats if you have them. Best wishes for the future in the new year.
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MESSAGE ... | |
[WP] You are held at gunpoint to create original content for for r/WritingPrompts. You decide to leave coded messages in your submissions but struggle to generate messages that are subtle enough to be overlooked by your oppressors, clear enough to be decoded, and popular enough to be seen by many. | Never seen a prompt like this here, but there's a *first* for everything.
But before I begin with an actual story, a quick *word* to OP. This whole situation you've dreamed up is *odd*. Why would a kidnapper want you to create original content? Unless, of course you're well-known like /u/Luna_LoveWell or /u/jakethesna... | **Life Circles: Count 23**
Take what I say to you to heart. Read between the lines, think individual words. I need your help. This feeling I have, a sudden ache as if my entire life has begun crashing down. I feel like someone who was hostage, because in all reality I am. I feel as if I'm being watched every second, li... | |
[WP] You are held at gunpoint to create original content for for r/WritingPrompts. You decide to leave coded messages in your submissions but struggle to generate messages that are subtle enough to be overlooked by your oppressors, clear enough to be decoded, and popular enough to be seen by many. | Never seen a prompt like this here, but there's a *first* for everything.
But before I begin with an actual story, a quick *word* to OP. This whole situation you've dreamed up is *odd*. Why would a kidnapper want you to create original content? Unless, of course you're well-known like /u/Luna_LoveWell or /u/jakethesna... | Someday i'll get my heart's desire
Even if it takes forever,
Never give up
Damn those that say it's impossible.
Now the only thing I ask from you,
Upon this cold and blustery
December day, is an
Erotic and rare treat to
Satiate my carnal desires. | |
[WP] You are held at gunpoint to create original content for for r/WritingPrompts. You decide to leave coded messages in your submissions but struggle to generate messages that are subtle enough to be overlooked by your oppressors, clear enough to be decoded, and popular enough to be seen by many. | Let's make some presumptions: You are living in a state of terror. Your oppressors are intelligent, diligent. They may be smarter than you. After all, they're in control, aren't they? They're fully aware that you might try to slip hidden messages into your content, and go through your stories with that in mind. You hav... | Hello reddit! so this is my first time doing any writing Experiments within reddit, but this subreddit looks Like fun, so hopefully I'll be halfway decent at it. for purPoses unknown I've been up till one in the
Morning trying to figure out how to phrase this Entrance into the subreddit, but anyways, here it is.
The... | |
[WP] In year 2016, you are a villager of an uncontacted tribe in the Amazon when you see a huge piece of metal in the sky. The next day, strange things starts happening around your village. | A village, hidden by the dense jungles of the Amazon Rainforest was about to be hidden no longer. The previous day, an unknown object had flown over the village. The villagers, oblivious to the marvels of the modern day, were amazed by this device. There was great debate among the tribe; was this device from the gods? ... | No rivers, no stones, just mud. Meto had been walking for two days. Always telling himself that he didn´t dream it, sometimes screaming against the rain. And for the first time after the incident, he saw, but understood even less.
What looked like a river made of mud crossed his path. But without any actual signs of ... | |
[WP] The entire world lost electricity 10 days ago. You find an old phone in a drawer and switch it on. A wifi network comes up. It's named, "Do you want to do a deal with the devil?" | My response was too long -___-
http://textuploader.com/ddg9b
Excerpt to show I'm not trying to be a creeper:
I had been holed up in my flat after my girlfriend dumped my ass about two weeks ago, feeling sorry for myself, and wondering just where it all went wrong. Many mornings bled into many nights, with me on th... | Day 15 post power. My phone was off now, but not dead. The words still Smoldered in my mind as if the screen were open in my hand.
Generators were still popping on and off for nesessities of boiling water and cooking meat. But I knew it wouldn't last. Were peoples' phones still on? Unlikely, that gave me time to consid... | |
[WP] The entire world lost electricity 10 days ago. You find an old phone in a drawer and switch it on. A wifi network comes up. It's named, "Do you want to do a deal with the devil?" | Ten days ago I sent a message. Ten days ago I bared my soul to a girl named Charlotte.
At this point the entire world gave up. Tablet's, phone's, Laptop's, you name it they were obsolete. Useless pieces of plastic and metal, the electronic industry fell, many of the upper class toppled. Electronics were replaced and r... | Day 15 post power. My phone was off now, but not dead. The words still Smoldered in my mind as if the screen were open in my hand.
Generators were still popping on and off for nesessities of boiling water and cooking meat. But I knew it wouldn't last. Were peoples' phones still on? Unlikely, that gave me time to consid... | |
[WP] The entire world lost electricity 10 days ago. You find an old phone in a drawer and switch it on. A wifi network comes up. It's named, "Do you want to do a deal with the devil?" | My response was too long -___-
http://textuploader.com/ddg9b
Excerpt to show I'm not trying to be a creeper:
I had been holed up in my flat after my girlfriend dumped my ass about two weeks ago, feeling sorry for myself, and wondering just where it all went wrong. Many mornings bled into many nights, with me on th... | This is absolute bullshit. It's only been 10 days since electricity was lost worldwide, and I'm already going crazy. I can't check social media, I can't call my family or friends, and most importantly, I can't get my daily fix of reddit.
The U.S.A. Government told us to stay in our houses and not to venture far. Than... | |
[WP] The entire world lost electricity 10 days ago. You find an old phone in a drawer and switch it on. A wifi network comes up. It's named, "Do you want to do a deal with the devil?" | My response was too long -___-
http://textuploader.com/ddg9b
Excerpt to show I'm not trying to be a creeper:
I had been holed up in my flat after my girlfriend dumped my ass about two weeks ago, feeling sorry for myself, and wondering just where it all went wrong. Many mornings bled into many nights, with me on th... | Do I want to deal with the devil? Hell yea I do.
It's been less than two weeks since the power went off, and despite a lifetime of analysing and criticising people's survival tactics in the walking dead and zombieland, and knowing that I could definitely survive anything, things went to shit quickly.
Strangely enough... | |
[WP] The entire world lost electricity 10 days ago. You find an old phone in a drawer and switch it on. A wifi network comes up. It's named, "Do you want to do a deal with the devil?" | Ten days ago I sent a message. Ten days ago I bared my soul to a girl named Charlotte.
At this point the entire world gave up. Tablet's, phone's, Laptop's, you name it they were obsolete. Useless pieces of plastic and metal, the electronic industry fell, many of the upper class toppled. Electronics were replaced and r... | Do I want to deal with the devil? Hell yea I do.
It's been less than two weeks since the power went off, and despite a lifetime of analysing and criticising people's survival tactics in the walking dead and zombieland, and knowing that I could definitely survive anything, things went to shit quickly.
Strangely enough... | |
[WP] The entire world lost electricity 10 days ago. You find an old phone in a drawer and switch it on. A wifi network comes up. It's named, "Do you want to do a deal with the devil?" | My response was too long -___-
http://textuploader.com/ddg9b
Excerpt to show I'm not trying to be a creeper:
I had been holed up in my flat after my girlfriend dumped my ass about two weeks ago, feeling sorry for myself, and wondering just where it all went wrong. Many mornings bled into many nights, with me on th... | I blinked in confusion, trying to wake myself up in disbelief. The phone screen nonchalantly gazed back.
We lived on a rural farming estate just off of a highway. Our house is the only one for miles and the speed of the traffic roaring by would mean that even a hotspot left on by some plucky car-charger abuser would b... | |
[WP] The entire world lost electricity 10 days ago. You find an old phone in a drawer and switch it on. A wifi network comes up. It's named, "Do you want to do a deal with the devil?" | Ten days ago I sent a message. Ten days ago I bared my soul to a girl named Charlotte.
At this point the entire world gave up. Tablet's, phone's, Laptop's, you name it they were obsolete. Useless pieces of plastic and metal, the electronic industry fell, many of the upper class toppled. Electronics were replaced and r... | I blinked in confusion, trying to wake myself up in disbelief. The phone screen nonchalantly gazed back.
We lived on a rural farming estate just off of a highway. Our house is the only one for miles and the speed of the traffic roaring by would mean that even a hotspot left on by some plucky car-charger abuser would b... | |
[WP] The entire world lost electricity 10 days ago. You find an old phone in a drawer and switch it on. A wifi network comes up. It's named, "Do you want to do a deal with the devil?" | Ten days ago I sent a message. Ten days ago I bared my soul to a girl named Charlotte.
At this point the entire world gave up. Tablet's, phone's, Laptop's, you name it they were obsolete. Useless pieces of plastic and metal, the electronic industry fell, many of the upper class toppled. Electronics were replaced and r... | Ten days ago, on that fateful eve, the human race had gone silent. A massive emp burst, originating somewhere deep within the solar system, rolled across the Earth. The burst, in one simple move, dismantled the fragile fabric of society. Everything electronic, everything magnetic, everything relying on radio collapsed ... | |
[WP] The entire world lost electricity 10 days ago. You find an old phone in a drawer and switch it on. A wifi network comes up. It's named, "Do you want to do a deal with the devil?" | Ten days ago I sent a message. Ten days ago I bared my soul to a girl named Charlotte.
At this point the entire world gave up. Tablet's, phone's, Laptop's, you name it they were obsolete. Useless pieces of plastic and metal, the electronic industry fell, many of the upper class toppled. Electronics were replaced and r... | Drawer after drawer would be drawn open, the wheels inside the box grinding against the wood, and then closed with a rushed thud. I was looking for something, anything that would help me survive; food, water, flashlights, a book - anything.
I rummaged through the abandoned apartment. What was once surely an extravagan... | |
[WP] The entire world lost electricity 10 days ago. You find an old phone in a drawer and switch it on. A wifi network comes up. It's named, "Do you want to do a deal with the devil?" | I searched for a wifi network - there was just one - "Do you want to do a deal with the devil?". It was locked
I chuckled. Some teenager trying to be edgy.
I thought for a moment and clicked on it.
I entered "Yes" as the key.
And waited.
A prompt appeared "WPA key too short. Key must be between 5 to 13 characters... | Drawer after drawer would be drawn open, the wheels inside the box grinding against the wood, and then closed with a rushed thud. I was looking for something, anything that would help me survive; food, water, flashlights, a book - anything.
I rummaged through the abandoned apartment. What was once surely an extravagan... | |
You or anyone could be Patient zero.
Also, stop it Reddit scientist, this is purely fictional.
For reference:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jqCo-McgHLw
http://learn.genetics.utah.edu/content/basics/telomeres/ | [WP] The reason why we age/die is the shortening of the telomeres in our cells, but cells whose telomeres don't shorten become, well, "cancer cells". Turn out cancer is the next evolutionary step, where the patients have slim chance of immortality if they can somehow keep cell division under control | *27th December 2016*
Matthew sat hunched on the floor of the shower cubicle. He rocked backwards and forwards on the balls of his feet, his thin arms wrapped tightly around his knees, unable to keep still against the sick, writhing feeling that had settled in the pit of his stomach as soon as he'd laid eyes on Dr Mort... | I sat in the chair outside, my blood racing. I heard the door creak open as the Dr Francis shuffled outside holding a tablet. I immediately whipped my head in his direction, my eyes welling up.
"What does it say?" I asked, my voice cracking.
He looked at me quite forlornly and let out a very audible sigh.
"You have l... |
[WP] Humanity progressed as normal, except gunpowder was never invented. You're a soldier deep in German lines during World War II | A light rain started to fall into the open trenches. It fell into the small French village which both sets of trenches encircled. It sizzled off the massive boilers, built half into the dirt. The steamers scrambled to keep their coal supplies dry.
All through the trenches sergeants yelled orders to their men. Our serg... | "READY MEN? ARMORS ON, SWORDS OUT!", the officer yelled, his red and black iron armor blistering in the sunlight. A Nazi insignia was on both shoulders, painted on with a shining exterior. The men around me were primed for battle like wild wolves. Swords of excellent quality were in our sheaths. A horse neighed behind ... | |
[WP] You knock over your soda while composing a story on Reddit and the entire story vanishes as you hit the wrong key. You immediately hit the undo key on your computer and heave a huge sigh of relief as your story reappears. That's when you realize there is no spill anymore... | I need caffeine to write. Not a can of Coke worth, but far more- enough to make the corner of my left eye twitch, to cause thoughts to race through my brain so fast they they derail from their typical neural tracks. No, a soda won't do it- I need coffee, and I need a growler full of the murky fluid, practically chugg... | I stoop up agape at my realization. Where was the spill? Where had it gone? I pressed the key again.
I looked down to see my hands under the tap and a slammed door indicating my sister had come home. When had this happened? Only a moment ago wasn't it? I went to press it again, this time cradling the keyboard in m... | |
[WP] Write a short story based solely on the title of your favorite book without copying that book | The light shimmered, and not how one would expect it to. No, it didn't look to glitter with specular spots flickering as the lighting subtly adjusted. Nor, in fact, did it shimmer white, or silver, or the usual sort of shiny.
Rather, it shimmered like jelly, except not at all like that either, but it would be the most... | On the darkened streets of NorCal, kipple drifted through alleyways where the silver tongue of the Adfeeds could not reach. A very technical boy with a very crude weapon was hustling through pedestrian walkways. He ducked into a shadowy back path and set his gym bag down. Then, the technical boy skittered off with anot... | |
[WP] Write a short story based solely on the title of your favorite book without copying that book | He sat upon the bar stool,
Worried about the next day.
Thinking himself a great fool,
For booking passage away.
Sleeplessness was his night,
And come morn he climbed aboard.
The rocking sea gave him a fright,
Even though the ship stayed moored.
Then the vessel did cast off,
Forever sealing his fate. ... | On the darkened streets of NorCal, kipple drifted through alleyways where the silver tongue of the Adfeeds could not reach. A very technical boy with a very crude weapon was hustling through pedestrian walkways. He ducked into a shadowy back path and set his gym bag down. Then, the technical boy skittered off with anot... | |
[WP] Write a short story based solely on the title of your favorite book without copying that book | She felt the first drop land on her cheek, a cool respite from the warm summer day. Looking up, shielding her eyes from the sun with her palm, clouds were forming before the sun in an attempt to shield her from its rays. She smiled, and felt the impact as more drops of water began to fall on her skin. Savoring one last... | On the darkened streets of NorCal, kipple drifted through alleyways where the silver tongue of the Adfeeds could not reach. A very technical boy with a very crude weapon was hustling through pedestrian walkways. He ducked into a shadowy back path and set his gym bag down. Then, the technical boy skittered off with anot... | |
[WP] Write a short story based solely on the title of your favorite book without copying that book | She felt the first drop land on her cheek, a cool respite from the warm summer day. Looking up, shielding her eyes from the sun with her palm, clouds were forming before the sun in an attempt to shield her from its rays. She smiled, and felt the impact as more drops of water began to fall on her skin. Savoring one last... | The light shimmered, and not how one would expect it to. No, it didn't look to glitter with specular spots flickering as the lighting subtly adjusted. Nor, in fact, did it shimmer white, or silver, or the usual sort of shiny.
Rather, it shimmered like jelly, except not at all like that either, but it would be the most... | |
[WP] Write a short story based solely on the title of your favorite book without copying that book | She felt the first drop land on her cheek, a cool respite from the warm summer day. Looking up, shielding her eyes from the sun with her palm, clouds were forming before the sun in an attempt to shield her from its rays. She smiled, and felt the impact as more drops of water began to fall on her skin. Savoring one last... | He sat upon the bar stool,
Worried about the next day.
Thinking himself a great fool,
For booking passage away.
Sleeplessness was his night,
And come morn he climbed aboard.
The rocking sea gave him a fright,
Even though the ship stayed moored.
Then the vessel did cast off,
Forever sealing his fate. ... | |
[WP] Write a horror story with no villain. |
It begins the same way every day. A noise and a light and nothing more. The light comes in strong through the window, automated shades lift violently up and the once dark room is assaulted with all of the sun's passion. In the distance there are footsteps, uncountable, unobtainable heels and toes on a hard floor. “Tic... | It is 45 minutes to midnight. I lay comfortably in my bed, warm sheets cover my legs, my laptop heating me further still. I am writing this prompt, my first ever attempt at writing down the intricate details of my mind. The monitor screen zooms outwards. This happens sometimes. I am not sure what triggers it. My hands ... | |
[WP] Write a horror story with no villain. | I don't know what time it was when I heard the noise. I'm not even sure what the noise was, but whatever it was, it woke me up. Whether it woke me up right away, or if I was already awake, I have no idea.
The rational part of my mind was saying "Hey, it's just the pipes." But there was that little bit of doubt in the ... | It is 45 minutes to midnight. I lay comfortably in my bed, warm sheets cover my legs, my laptop heating me further still. I am writing this prompt, my first ever attempt at writing down the intricate details of my mind. The monitor screen zooms outwards. This happens sometimes. I am not sure what triggers it. My hands ... | |
[WP] Write a horror story with no villain. | My name is Claire and I’m an ex-EMT who used to work with the Indiana State Troopers. This is the story of my last response call before I quit.
It was a violent night in late November – the season was in a limbo between winter and fall and the leaves were decaying in a brown mush on the ground. It was cold and dark o... | It is 45 minutes to midnight. I lay comfortably in my bed, warm sheets cover my legs, my laptop heating me further still. I am writing this prompt, my first ever attempt at writing down the intricate details of my mind. The monitor screen zooms outwards. This happens sometimes. I am not sure what triggers it. My hands ... |
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