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[WP] It was an accident. He was jogging late at night, you glanced at a text while driving. You panic, dump the body in a nearby lake, go home and try to forget. You venture out for some much needed coffee, only to stop in shock. The barista is the jogger and he recognizes you. | "Hey, uh, sorry about last night."
"Are you serious? You ran me over. Wait here, I'm calling the police."
"That's fair. But, uh... What if you didn't?" I suggested, as I dangled a fiver over the tip jar.
"You dumped my body in the lake. I'm definitely calling the police."
"Remind me, was that lake Lincoln? Or Hamil... | As the barista approached John, he noticed something.
To explain what he saw, we need a near past history lesson.
John, as you may guess from the prompt title, was driving his car when he glanced at a text. There was a human male, blue eyes, blond hair, who was jogging up the road. He was hit by John's car and killed... | |
[WP] It was an accident. He was jogging late at night, you glanced at a text while driving. You panic, dump the body in a nearby lake, go home and try to forget. You venture out for some much needed coffee, only to stop in shock. The barista is the jogger and he recognizes you. | "what can I get you sir?" He said. "I recommend the frappuchino, it's so cold it gives you chills!"
I opened my mouth to speak, but any word eluded me. Just a small squeak left my throat.
"Oh geez, cat got your tongue? Lost your stones?" His face turned into a scowl. "Sir! What can I help you with? There are other cu... | Him: “Wait... I know you”
Me: “You’re making a mistake”
Him: "There's no mistake. You're a wanted man and it's time to pay for your crimes."
Me: “I don't have time for this. Do you?”
Him: "You know what? You're not worth the hassle. Go... be some other guard's problem."
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[WP] It was an accident. He was jogging late at night, you glanced at a text while driving. You panic, dump the body in a nearby lake, go home and try to forget. You venture out for some much needed coffee, only to stop in shock. The barista is the jogger and he recognizes you. | "Hey, uh, sorry about last night."
"Are you serious? You ran me over. Wait here, I'm calling the police."
"That's fair. But, uh... What if you didn't?" I suggested, as I dangled a fiver over the tip jar.
"You dumped my body in the lake. I'm definitely calling the police."
"Remind me, was that lake Lincoln? Or Hamil... | Him: “Wait... I know you”
Me: “You’re making a mistake”
Him: "There's no mistake. You're a wanted man and it's time to pay for your crimes."
Me: “I don't have time for this. Do you?”
Him: "You know what? You're not worth the hassle. Go... be some other guard's problem."
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[WP] It was an accident. He was jogging late at night, you glanced at a text while driving. You panic, dump the body in a nearby lake, go home and try to forget. You venture out for some much needed coffee, only to stop in shock. The barista is the jogger and he recognizes you. | "Hey, uh, sorry about last night."
"Are you serious? You ran me over. Wait here, I'm calling the police."
"That's fair. But, uh... What if you didn't?" I suggested, as I dangled a fiver over the tip jar.
"You dumped my body in the lake. I'm definitely calling the police."
"Remind me, was that lake Lincoln? Or Hamil... | "what can I get you sir?" He said. "I recommend the frappuchino, it's so cold it gives you chills!"
I opened my mouth to speak, but any word eluded me. Just a small squeak left my throat.
"Oh geez, cat got your tongue? Lost your stones?" His face turned into a scowl. "Sir! What can I help you with? There are other cu... | |
[WP] It was an accident. He was jogging late at night, you glanced at a text while driving. You panic, dump the body in a nearby lake, go home and try to forget. You venture out for some much needed coffee, only to stop in shock. The barista is the jogger and he recognizes you. | I ordered my coffee, and looked around. It was early morning at this point, and I was surprised by how many people there were already. The woman taking orders knew most of their names, so they must be regulars.
Deep breath. Nobody knows. Nobody's looking at you.
"Serena. What an appropriate name."
I spun around, a... | "Hey man, the regular?" Steve asks from across the counter. I don't respond though, I can't. <<How is this happening? How is he here?>> I wonder. I see his eyes darting at the midnight crowd behind me. The impatience is settling in his eyes.
"Order up already man. I need my coffee." The guy behind me near... | |
[WP] It was an accident. He was jogging late at night, you glanced at a text while driving. You panic, dump the body in a nearby lake, go home and try to forget. You venture out for some much needed coffee, only to stop in shock. The barista is the jogger and he recognizes you. | I stood in horror as the jolly man handed me my cup. I was absolutely certain it was him.
I was driving my car late at night, not expecting anyone to be awake, not paying that much attention, when the impact happened. I got out of the car and looked for the man I had just seen flying through the air like in a cartoon:... | "Hey man, the regular?" Steve asks from across the counter. I don't respond though, I can't. <<How is this happening? How is he here?>> I wonder. I see his eyes darting at the midnight crowd behind me. The impatience is settling in his eyes.
"Order up already man. I need my coffee." The guy behind me near... | |
[WP] It was an accident. He was jogging late at night, you glanced at a text while driving. You panic, dump the body in a nearby lake, go home and try to forget. You venture out for some much needed coffee, only to stop in shock. The barista is the jogger and he recognizes you. | I stood in horror as the jolly man handed me my cup. I was absolutely certain it was him.
I was driving my car late at night, not expecting anyone to be awake, not paying that much attention, when the impact happened. I got out of the car and looked for the man I had just seen flying through the air like in a cartoon:... | I stared at him, he stared back. He seemed to almost smile. Then he smiled and he laughed and for the longest time I felt more lost than I'd ever been in my life. He stopped laughing and chuckled a bit before he said "Surprise!" and did the jazz hands thing.
"Nobody ever expects the Spanish Armada, oh wait.. in qui..... | |
[WP] It was an accident. He was jogging late at night, you glanced at a text while driving. You panic, dump the body in a nearby lake, go home and try to forget. You venture out for some much needed coffee, only to stop in shock. The barista is the jogger and he recognizes you. | We locked eyes, and my blood ran cold. I immediately took a step back, ready to head back out the door, but somehow his glare got even *harder* and I stopped with my foot in midair. Okay, no escape for me. I set my foot back in front of me and shuffled into the line.
Even as I tried to distract myself from the incomin... | I stared at him, he stared back. He seemed to almost smile. Then he smiled and he laughed and for the longest time I felt more lost than I'd ever been in my life. He stopped laughing and chuckled a bit before he said "Surprise!" and did the jazz hands thing.
"Nobody ever expects the Spanish Armada, oh wait.. in qui..... | |
[WP] It was an accident. He was jogging late at night, you glanced at a text while driving. You panic, dump the body in a nearby lake, go home and try to forget. You venture out for some much needed coffee, only to stop in shock. The barista is the jogger and he recognizes you. | I stumbled back in pure awe. Mouth ajar and everything, as my cash fell onto the ground. My skin went ghost white as the barista looked me up and down, then let out a slight sigh through his nostrils. I saw him quickly glance to the phone, then fixed his gaze on me.
"Can I help you, sir?" He'd ask. I'd start stumbling... | I stared at him, he stared back. He seemed to almost smile. Then he smiled and he laughed and for the longest time I felt more lost than I'd ever been in my life. He stopped laughing and chuckled a bit before he said "Surprise!" and did the jazz hands thing.
"Nobody ever expects the Spanish Armada, oh wait.. in qui..... | |
[WP] It was an accident. He was jogging late at night, you glanced at a text while driving. You panic, dump the body in a nearby lake, go home and try to forget. You venture out for some much needed coffee, only to stop in shock. The barista is the jogger and he recognizes you. | We locked eyes, and my blood ran cold. I immediately took a step back, ready to head back out the door, but somehow his glare got even *harder* and I stopped with my foot in midair. Okay, no escape for me. I set my foot back in front of me and shuffled into the line.
Even as I tried to distract myself from the incomin... | I try to avert his gaze, but his penetrating stare paralyzes me. After what feels like an eternity, he slides the mug across the counter, leaning towards me, and quietly whispers...
"I've seen your face before my friend, but I don't know if you know who I am.
Well I was there and I saw what you did, I saw it with m... | |
[WP] It was an accident. He was jogging late at night, you glanced at a text while driving. You panic, dump the body in a nearby lake, go home and try to forget. You venture out for some much needed coffee, only to stop in shock. The barista is the jogger and he recognizes you. | I stumbled back in pure awe. Mouth ajar and everything, as my cash fell onto the ground. My skin went ghost white as the barista looked me up and down, then let out a slight sigh through his nostrils. I saw him quickly glance to the phone, then fixed his gaze on me.
"Can I help you, sir?" He'd ask. I'd start stumbling... | I try to avert his gaze, but his penetrating stare paralyzes me. After what feels like an eternity, he slides the mug across the counter, leaning towards me, and quietly whispers...
"I've seen your face before my friend, but I don't know if you know who I am.
Well I was there and I saw what you did, I saw it with m... | |
[WP] It was an accident. He was jogging late at night, you glanced at a text while driving. You panic, dump the body in a nearby lake, go home and try to forget. You venture out for some much needed coffee, only to stop in shock. The barista is the jogger and he recognizes you. | He smiled. That was the worst part I think. It wasn't smug or cold, it was warm and understanding. Somehow, that made it so much worse than if he simply hated me. I sat gripping the mug of black coffee, brewed to absolute perfection while trying not to look back at the counter. Hours passed and my coffee grew cold. Not... | I try to avert his gaze, but his penetrating stare paralyzes me. After what feels like an eternity, he slides the mug across the counter, leaning towards me, and quietly whispers...
"I've seen your face before my friend, but I don't know if you know who I am.
Well I was there and I saw what you did, I saw it with m... | |
[WP] You discover a fantasy scoring system hidden on the internet. It includes every person on earth and tracks every possible statistic. Average time brushing teeth, total homicidal thoughts, net worth, hugs initiated; the data is endless. Humanity is a sport. Earth is the arena. But for who? | I clicked around on the site, it was 3 A.M. too late to be on the internet, but I had found something. A sort of scoring system, a tracker, a sheet; filled with endless amounts of knowledge and information on every single person on earth. You could type in any name and you would find hundreds of thousands of lines of i... | We used to laugh at jokes of *Big Brother*. We used to have talk shows debating the *existence* of life outside our planet. We used to trust the media. Then we called it *fake news*. And then we trusted it again. We used to trust the social media giants. Then we called them *invasive*. And then we trusted them again. W... | |
[WP] You discover a fantasy scoring system hidden on the internet. It includes every person on earth and tracks every possible statistic. Average time brushing teeth, total homicidal thoughts, net worth, hugs initiated; the data is endless. Humanity is a sport. Earth is the arena. But for who? | The only sound in the room was the whirr of the old air-conditioner, struggling to cool and keep the tropical weather out. A tomcat lay in the corner, snoring away in good kitty land. The only source of light in the room was from the computer screen, illuminating a poorly maintained room. There were clothes strewn ever... | We used to laugh at jokes of *Big Brother*. We used to have talk shows debating the *existence* of life outside our planet. We used to trust the media. Then we called it *fake news*. And then we trusted it again. We used to trust the social media giants. Then we called them *invasive*. And then we trusted them again. W... | |
[WP] You’re a cat who loves their owner so much that after dying, in all of your remaining eight lives you seek out your original owner to live with. | I don't have a story to share, but this prompt really got to me. I lost my best friend after 19 years together. I have wished and honestly prayed that her spirit would come back and I'd find her again. To help distract me from the pain, I adopted another cat 4 days later. I only got 2 1/2 years with him before he was d... | Danny was the best owner in the whole world. I had to find him. I’d lost him when I wandered too far from home. Getting run over by a truck didn’t help either.
What they don’t tell you about a cat’s nine lives is that they aren’t lived out in the same body. It’s just one of those things where the meaning evolved over ... | |
[WP] You’re a cat who loves their owner so much that after dying, in all of your remaining eight lives you seek out your original owner to live with. | I was finally there... This time, getting to my owners home was far more difficult than ever before, as I was reborn on another continent, but I was finally there! The old street looked just the way I remembered it from back when I was still a kitten for my first time. The old house still stood there, with a familiar ... | All My Lives:
Desserts. Tundras. Savannahs. Beaches. Forests. Cities. I’ve been through them all. It’s not easy crossing the world when you’re a cat. It doesn’t matter - I’ll do anything to get back to my owner. They are the only person that matters, and nothing will stop me. Nothing will stop me… This may be my final... | |
[WP] You’re a cat who loves their owner so much that after dying, in all of your remaining eight lives you seek out your original owner to live with. | Two passed quickly.
Three was wonderful, but not as fulfilling as the first.
Four is something that I try not to think about.
Five and Six were both long, but neither of them came even close to my third life and it was my first that I want to get back to.
Seven isn't as lucky as the name implies.
It was when I was... | All My Lives:
Desserts. Tundras. Savannahs. Beaches. Forests. Cities. I’ve been through them all. It’s not easy crossing the world when you’re a cat. It doesn’t matter - I’ll do anything to get back to my owner. They are the only person that matters, and nothing will stop me. Nothing will stop me… This may be my final... | |
[WP] You’re a cat who loves their owner so much that after dying, in all of your remaining eight lives you seek out your original owner to live with. | Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow.
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow. Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow m... | Callie Henderson.
Her name is Callie Henderson. She was my owner’s little daughter and my best friend. I was rather old when she came along, but she became so attached to me, that I dedicated my remaining three years to keep her happy.
And then, when she was three, I died from cancer.
That was life number one.
Now ... | |
[WP] Geologists working in the Southwest discover tunnels leading to a vast underground city. They believe the city to belong to an ancient subset of the Pueblo people until they realize something. The tunnels weren’t dug from the surface. They were dug TO the surface. | Digging up digging up
Digging up dirt
This is shit, but this is work
Since we were born in the middle of the earth
We been looking up
And digging up dirt
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Digging up digging up
Digging up dirt
Is that light? Holy shit Bert!
We been doing this so long
Thought we'd never break the curse
Finally hi... | Out of all the kids we tried out, I'm still surprised it was Katie who made the first experimentally-proven connection with the fractal zones.
We'd dug her out of an abusive foster home a few months before the Painted Desert fiasco. Alcoholic parents, foster father on opioids like most everyone else in the country tho... | |
[WP] Your company jokingly offered apocalypse insurance. The world may have been nuked back to the stone age and you may be the only surviving employee, but that won't stop you from continuing to offer excellent customer service by tracking down surviving policyholders and paying out their claims. | Winchester, the old capital of England, lay in ruins. The cobbled streets, town walls and statues were spread like dandelion seeds. Henry Baxworth arched his leg and stepped over the remains of the Buttercross: a monument which had been a central meeting point for teenagers, a rest stop for the old and a touch of histo... | Sometimes I wonder whether or not I'm doing this for them, or doing this for me.. After the bombs went off, it was like the world was somehow back on track. There was balance. A very symmetrical sort of order to the chaos that followed. It was my day off and I was going to see the new Venom movie. I was so excited, I d... | |
[WP]: A veteran vampire hunter does the unthinkable: he begs a vampire to turn a dying child relative. | “Papa, I don’t know how much longer I can be strong. I just wanted to tell you I love you”.
Parents shouldn’t lose their children. But, god damn, being a grandparent watching their grand child slowly drift away is even worse.
None of this is fair. I’ve spent my life fighting for humanity’s survival and now here I a... | I had just gotten home from Mississippi when I got the call. I had slaughtered a particularly nasty nest of hillbilly vampires, and I was wiping blood off my face and arms when my phone began to vibrate in my pocket. Dark, thick vampire blood still stained my clothes. I hadn’t even had a chance to change.
“Mr. Springf... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | "It's on backwards."
I looked at every single little piece of this thing for a solid day. The... hold-pin thingies, the springs, the trigger, and the only take I could have on it is, "Huh. Yeah, that's a trigger, alright."
I could see my spotter looking at me like I was a fucking moron. He, on the other hand, was s... | Not today. This time it would be different. Sighing, I got off the rancid motel bed and began to pack my belongings. As for my sniper rifle, I carefully packed it into a sturdy briefcase and ensured my knives were clean and sharp before holstering them to my thighs. I was good that way. Prepping that is. But definitel... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | "It's on backwards."
I looked at every single little piece of this thing for a solid day. The... hold-pin thingies, the springs, the trigger, and the only take I could have on it is, "Huh. Yeah, that's a trigger, alright."
I could see my spotter looking at me like I was a fucking moron. He, on the other hand, was s... | Buckling up my leather shoes. Put on a white dress shirt. Part the hair and look myself in the bathroom mirror. Striking a few poses to psych myself up. I dance my way back into my living room of the condo. And pull out of small kit from a backpack. Strode my way the fridge and pull out a vial of liquid and place it on... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | "It's on backwards."
I looked at every single little piece of this thing for a solid day. The... hold-pin thingies, the springs, the trigger, and the only take I could have on it is, "Huh. Yeah, that's a trigger, alright."
I could see my spotter looking at me like I was a fucking moron. He, on the other hand, was s... | This room was different. It was quieter than the others. Something was missing. I turned on the TV. American Dad was on TBS. It was the episode where Stan had never actually killed anyone, despite being a well respected, elite assassin. He had no idea what he was doing. The funniest parts of the show were when his targ... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | When I first started this job, I knew there needed to be a way for me to track all of my targets. So I do what anyone else would do I go to Target and buy myself a notebook. I saw the usual marble composition books that reminded me of my failed education. If I didn't choose this lifestyle of crime then perhaps in anoth... | The plain manilla envelope came through the door; unlabelled, anonymous. I never saw who posted it; I'd wait for ages for someone to come, hide along the corridor from my apartment, and I would see no one, but when I walked back to my apartment and opened the door, the envelope would be there.
This time, I didn't even... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | I am the worlds most famous assassin. My face is plastered all over the internet, yet I am technically not a criminal.
You see I haven't actually killed anyone, despite always fulfilling my contract.
It all started when I accidentally got a mafia boss killed. I worked in a restaurant at the time and mixed up some or... | Oh god. It's so heavy. Hurts so much.
I didn't think they were serious. They didn't say outright to kill the dude, but they used all the right movie quotes. But I showed up because I had nothing better to do.
He died, and I got paid. Now that I know the symptoms better, I think he had a heart attack. My google search... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | The man in front of me was terrified. "Please! Don't do this! I--I have a wife! And children!"
"I know," I growled, moving in closer. My grip on the pistol was poised, steady. If I shot it now, I would pierce him directly through the heart, killing him instantly.
"Who--who told you to do this?" he begged, backing up ... | Oh god. It's so heavy. Hurts so much.
I didn't think they were serious. They didn't say outright to kill the dude, but they used all the right movie quotes. But I showed up because I had nothing better to do.
He died, and I got paid. Now that I know the symptoms better, I think he had a heart attack. My google search... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | "I've had enough!" Williams yelled, slamming his fists onto his desk and rising to his feet.
"Boss, please. Take it easy. You know your blood pressure can't handle it." Calm and unshakable as always, Johnny Gun was a perfect foil to the boss' more...volatile moods. Even though he was a hitman, he sometimes felt like h... | Oh god. It's so heavy. Hurts so much.
I didn't think they were serious. They didn't say outright to kill the dude, but they used all the right movie quotes. But I showed up because I had nothing better to do.
He died, and I got paid. Now that I know the symptoms better, I think he had a heart attack. My google search... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | I am the worlds most famous assassin. My face is plastered all over the internet, yet I am technically not a criminal.
You see I haven't actually killed anyone, despite always fulfilling my contract.
It all started when I accidentally got a mafia boss killed. I worked in a restaurant at the time and mixed up some or... | My next target was the pretty, blonde girl regaling the entire bar with her adventures as a female rogue.
Apparently, she had also pissed someone else off enough for them to hire an assassin - me - to kill her. Bet she didn't know that story, though.
Either way, my plan was to ask her out (you know, get her alone, no... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | The man in front of me was terrified. "Please! Don't do this! I--I have a wife! And children!"
"I know," I growled, moving in closer. My grip on the pistol was poised, steady. If I shot it now, I would pierce him directly through the heart, killing him instantly.
"Who--who told you to do this?" he begged, backing up ... | My next target was the pretty, blonde girl regaling the entire bar with her adventures as a female rogue.
Apparently, she had also pissed someone else off enough for them to hire an assassin - me - to kill her. Bet she didn't know that story, though.
Either way, my plan was to ask her out (you know, get her alone, no... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | The target was right where I was told he would be: the Lighthouse Bar & Grill. An ordinary place, small town, empty roads, a dinky hotel just across the street he’s probably been staying in. This was likely going to be his last night here, whether or not I even showed up. I guessed that’s why he was letting loose. ... | My next target was the pretty, blonde girl regaling the entire bar with her adventures as a female rogue.
Apparently, she had also pissed someone else off enough for them to hire an assassin - me - to kill her. Bet she didn't know that story, though.
Either way, my plan was to ask her out (you know, get her alone, no... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | The body’s on the floor, mangled from a bad fall. Surrounding it are hundreds of empty bags of potato chips, like the dude stayed up all night munching them. Certainly looks like he forced himself into a heart attack—but I know he did, because he *always* does.
I plop onto a barstool, tapping my fingers against my kn... | My next target was the pretty, blonde girl regaling the entire bar with her adventures as a female rogue.
Apparently, she had also pissed someone else off enough for them to hire an assassin - me - to kill her. Bet she didn't know that story, though.
Either way, my plan was to ask her out (you know, get her alone, no... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | "I've had enough!" Williams yelled, slamming his fists onto his desk and rising to his feet.
"Boss, please. Take it easy. You know your blood pressure can't handle it." Calm and unshakable as always, Johnny Gun was a perfect foil to the boss' more...volatile moods. Even though he was a hitman, he sometimes felt like h... | My next target was the pretty, blonde girl regaling the entire bar with her adventures as a female rogue.
Apparently, she had also pissed someone else off enough for them to hire an assassin - me - to kill her. Bet she didn't know that story, though.
Either way, my plan was to ask her out (you know, get her alone, no... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | They call me the best assassin in the world. I'm praised by thousands of shady, back alley, black market dealers as the most efficient, undetectable, and ruthless assassin available. I've even had undercover government agents bribe their way to finding me, paying me massive sums to take down notorious politicians and c... | My next target was the pretty, blonde girl regaling the entire bar with her adventures as a female rogue.
Apparently, she had also pissed someone else off enough for them to hire an assassin - me - to kill her. Bet she didn't know that story, though.
Either way, my plan was to ask her out (you know, get her alone, no... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | (My first writing outside of high school i just thought it would be fun to participate, please be gentle)
My movements were fluid and precise. A hallowed dance of creation, bringing the symbol of my will to bear. A sleek and elegant rifle soon lay before me. Custom made, every piece. It was the instrument I played, t... | My next target was the pretty, blonde girl regaling the entire bar with her adventures as a female rogue.
Apparently, she had also pissed someone else off enough for them to hire an assassin - me - to kill her. Bet she didn't know that story, though.
Either way, my plan was to ask her out (you know, get her alone, no... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | The man in front of me was terrified. "Please! Don't do this! I--I have a wife! And children!"
"I know," I growled, moving in closer. My grip on the pistol was poised, steady. If I shot it now, I would pierce him directly through the heart, killing him instantly.
"Who--who told you to do this?" he begged, backing up ... | I am the worlds most famous assassin. My face is plastered all over the internet, yet I am technically not a criminal.
You see I haven't actually killed anyone, despite always fulfilling my contract.
It all started when I accidentally got a mafia boss killed. I worked in a restaurant at the time and mixed up some or... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | "I've had enough!" Williams yelled, slamming his fists onto his desk and rising to his feet.
"Boss, please. Take it easy. You know your blood pressure can't handle it." Calm and unshakable as always, Johnny Gun was a perfect foil to the boss' more...volatile moods. Even though he was a hitman, he sometimes felt like h... | The target was right where I was told he would be: the Lighthouse Bar & Grill. An ordinary place, small town, empty roads, a dinky hotel just across the street he’s probably been staying in. This was likely going to be his last night here, whether or not I even showed up. I guessed that’s why he was letting loose. ... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | "I've had enough!" Williams yelled, slamming his fists onto his desk and rising to his feet.
"Boss, please. Take it easy. You know your blood pressure can't handle it." Calm and unshakable as always, Johnny Gun was a perfect foil to the boss' more...volatile moods. Even though he was a hitman, he sometimes felt like h... | The body’s on the floor, mangled from a bad fall. Surrounding it are hundreds of empty bags of potato chips, like the dude stayed up all night munching them. Certainly looks like he forced himself into a heart attack—but I know he did, because he *always* does.
I plop onto a barstool, tapping my fingers against my kn... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | They call me the best assassin in the world. I'm praised by thousands of shady, back alley, black market dealers as the most efficient, undetectable, and ruthless assassin available. I've even had undercover government agents bribe their way to finding me, paying me massive sums to take down notorious politicians and c... | The body’s on the floor, mangled from a bad fall. Surrounding it are hundreds of empty bags of potato chips, like the dude stayed up all night munching them. Certainly looks like he forced himself into a heart attack—but I know he did, because he *always* does.
I plop onto a barstool, tapping my fingers against my kn... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | (My first writing outside of high school i just thought it would be fun to participate, please be gentle)
My movements were fluid and precise. A hallowed dance of creation, bringing the symbol of my will to bear. A sleek and elegant rifle soon lay before me. Custom made, every piece. It was the instrument I played, t... | The body’s on the floor, mangled from a bad fall. Surrounding it are hundreds of empty bags of potato chips, like the dude stayed up all night munching them. Certainly looks like he forced himself into a heart attack—but I know he did, because he *always* does.
I plop onto a barstool, tapping my fingers against my kn... | |
[WP] You are a well respected, elite assassin. You always get your target and you make it seem like an accident. The only problem is you have no idea what you are doing. You get the assignment and your target always seems to die of natural causes. | (My first writing outside of high school i just thought it would be fun to participate, please be gentle)
My movements were fluid and precise. A hallowed dance of creation, bringing the symbol of my will to bear. A sleek and elegant rifle soon lay before me. Custom made, every piece. It was the instrument I played, t... | They call me the best assassin in the world. I'm praised by thousands of shady, back alley, black market dealers as the most efficient, undetectable, and ruthless assassin available. I've even had undercover government agents bribe their way to finding me, paying me massive sums to take down notorious politicians and c... | |
[WP] Two writers, having never met but fallen in love with each other's words, begin to exchange subtle love letters through their short stories. | It was interesting to be a top supernatural thriller writer as I could finally indulge in my worlds of fantasy plus it had the added bonus of getting paid for them. Sure I wrote other stuff but the supernatural is what paid the bills and made me a minor celebrity. I struck it big when my book *Bloody Mary had a Blood... | If you’re calling on some one, i hope they respond
For lovers lost in context, are dreams that are gone
If your some one calls back, i pray the return
The feelings you’ve gained, and the feelings they’ve earned
When two lovers cross, the thought of love is divine
Only in those moments it difficult to find
A st... | |
[WP] You are a terrible human being, you only do bad things. But that's because your plan is going to hell and killing Satan. | I knew why he did it. My beloved. He slit his own throat seventeen summers ago.
It was his favourite season, the time when the world burned. So of course, he wished to rule the flames in hell.
I would have been his queen. His Harley to my Joker. Our crime dynasty was like no other. The pentagram of the Five Families... | I grew up a hell child myself. I was thrown into a world of secrets, lies and pain. As I grew through my adolescent years into my teen years, I always wondered what I was thinking. I found a few interests and made a few friends. As my life grew into adulthood, I was thrown into responsibilies so unbearable I had to lea... | |
[WP] You are a terrible human being, you only do bad things. But that's because your plan is going to hell and killing Satan. | I knew why he did it. My beloved. He slit his own throat seventeen summers ago.
It was his favourite season, the time when the world burned. So of course, he wished to rule the flames in hell.
I would have been his queen. His Harley to my Joker. Our crime dynasty was like no other. The pentagram of the Five Families... | Satan stands above Jason has his paralyzed body lays on the floor. Satan raises his hand and pulls James soul of out of his body. You start to yell hysterically. With his last amount of energy, James turns around to look at you one more time.
He looks like he just saw a ghost.
He uses the last amount of energy he ... | |
[WP] You are a terrible human being, you only do bad things. But that's because your plan is going to hell and killing Satan. | A golden sun, framed by wispy and delicate clouds adrift in a deep azure sky. Something had gone terribly wrong.
"Welcome, John," he said.
White robes. Long beard. Definitely *not* the guy I was looking for.
"Ahh yes," he smiled, and took a step forward. With gentle hands he rested his palm on my forehead for a mome... | I’ve spent a life killing. From my first kill to my suicide, but for what? Why do I commit such awful crimes? What is my cause? My mission is to kill Satan.
From a young age we are all told it’s wrong to kill. Every religion tells us so and for those who commit the atrocious sin it’s a one way trip to Hell. And that’... | |
[WP] You are a shape-shifter with a personality disorder. The way you cope with that is by having a set of hats/accessories to help you transition between personalities; but there is one hat you fear putting on. What is the hat and why are you so afraid of it? | My fingers traveled along the brims of the various hats resting on the shelves in my bedroom. Each felt different, each evoked a different stirring within me, a siren call to shift into a new body and a new life.
Top hats. Russian ushankas. Ball caps.
A man. A woman. A child.
A hat for every occasion. For every pers... | Now is the time.
I hear the banging on the door and I know exactly who it is and why he’s here.
The unadulterated fear coursing through my veins is so strong it feels like lava and my hand shakes with the force of an 8 on the Richter Scale.
In my shaking hand is a tattered black bowler hat.
I can almost hear his vo... | |
[WP]You're a new prison guard being shown around by the old man you're replacing. When showing you the last cell in solitary, he says, "And don't worry about this one, they were here when I started." He then opens the viewing slot and you look through to see a young teen who looks no older than 16. | She sits in silence, a well of despair surrounding her. A morbidly depressed look on her face as she stares into oblivion. And I can't blame her. She is in the Maelstrom, the pocket universe prison for super-powered criminals. And for a moment i almost feel a smidgen of pity for her. Then I notice that she has orange h... | "And don't worry about this one, they were here when I started." He opened the viewing slot. Meleto peeked through to see a young teen who looked no older than 16. She was sitting in a chair while a multitude of tubes stuck out of her back. Her eyes were moving while closed, indicating that she was dreaming.
"I'm sorr... | |
[WP]You're a new prison guard being shown around by the old man you're replacing. When showing you the last cell in solitary, he says, "And don't worry about this one, they were here when I started." He then opens the viewing slot and you look through to see a young teen who looks no older than 16. | [Part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/9p814y/wpyoure_a_new_prison_guard_being_shown_around_by/e80j1bs/)
**Part 3A**
“My god, how old are you?” John asked in disbelief.
Zero passed by name after name, the writings along the walls, ceiling, and floor of his cell. Each one was memorized, each some... | "And don't worry about this one, they were here when I started." He opened the viewing slot. Meleto peeked through to see a young teen who looked no older than 16. She was sitting in a chair while a multitude of tubes stuck out of her back. Her eyes were moving while closed, indicating that she was dreaming.
"I'm sorr... | |
[WP]You're a new prison guard being shown around by the old man you're replacing. When showing you the last cell in solitary, he says, "And don't worry about this one, they were here when I started." He then opens the viewing slot and you look through to see a young teen who looks no older than 16. | [Part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/9p814y/wpyoure_a_new_prison_guard_being_shown_around_by/e80j1bs/)
**Part 3A**
“My god, how old are you?” John asked in disbelief.
Zero passed by name after name, the writings along the walls, ceiling, and floor of his cell. Each one was memorized, each some... | I had mentally prepared myself for my new job. I had to. I had never been off-world before; hell, the colony I lived on was completely spotless. The most heinous crimes that happened back home were petty theft, so I had no real experience with "real" criminals, let alone non-humanoids. Even then, what I had seen up to ... | |
[WP]You're a new prison guard being shown around by the old man you're replacing. When showing you the last cell in solitary, he says, "And don't worry about this one, they were here when I started." He then opens the viewing slot and you look through to see a young teen who looks no older than 16. | She sits in silence, a well of despair surrounding her. A morbidly depressed look on her face as she stares into oblivion. And I can't blame her. She is in the Maelstrom, the pocket universe prison for super-powered criminals. And for a moment i almost feel a smidgen of pity for her. Then I notice that she has orange h... | "Now, you probably think I'm just hazing the new guy here. But no. I'm serious about this."
"I still think you're hazing me."
"Really. Just don't interact with him for about a week, then an FBI guy'll show up and be all intimidating about it. Then you'll believe me. Just be hazed for the week, alright?"
"Well..... | |
[WP]You're a new prison guard being shown around by the old man you're replacing. When showing you the last cell in solitary, he says, "And don't worry about this one, they were here when I started." He then opens the viewing slot and you look through to see a young teen who looks no older than 16. | [Part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/9p814y/wpyoure_a_new_prison_guard_being_shown_around_by/e80j1bs/)
**Part 3A**
“My god, how old are you?” John asked in disbelief.
Zero passed by name after name, the writings along the walls, ceiling, and floor of his cell. Each one was memorized, each some... | "Now, you probably think I'm just hazing the new guy here. But no. I'm serious about this."
"I still think you're hazing me."
"Really. Just don't interact with him for about a week, then an FBI guy'll show up and be all intimidating about it. Then you'll believe me. Just be hazed for the week, alright?"
"Well..... | |
[WP]You're a new prison guard being shown around by the old man you're replacing. When showing you the last cell in solitary, he says, "And don't worry about this one, they were here when I started." He then opens the viewing slot and you look through to see a young teen who looks no older than 16. | [Part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/9p814y/wpyoure_a_new_prison_guard_being_shown_around_by/e80j1bs/)
**Part 3A**
“My god, how old are you?” John asked in disbelief.
Zero passed by name after name, the writings along the walls, ceiling, and floor of his cell. Each one was memorized, each some... | She sits in silence, a well of despair surrounding her. A morbidly depressed look on her face as she stares into oblivion. And I can't blame her. She is in the Maelstrom, the pocket universe prison for super-powered criminals. And for a moment i almost feel a smidgen of pity for her. Then I notice that she has orange h... | |
[WP]You're a new prison guard being shown around by the old man you're replacing. When showing you the last cell in solitary, he says, "And don't worry about this one, they were here when I started." He then opens the viewing slot and you look through to see a young teen who looks no older than 16. | Part 1
*New Arcadia*
*2623 A.D.*
"Welcome to 'the pit'. If there's a light in this corner of the Milky Way, you're the furthest from it."
*Jez. What a way to greet someone* John thought.
"Place isn't so bad. We got a compound a way's off from the prison. Just a pit stop for us guards in-between leave and pi... | “How long have you been here?”
“What?”, He asked mockingly.
“How. Long. Have. You. Been. Here.” I repeated.
“Do I have to answer?”
“How long?” I said through gritted teeth.
“Ever since yesterday,” The old man nonchalantly replied, “I hated the guy in 16b.”
“God...” I muttered, walking away from the man’s bellow... | |
[WP] You are a hitman. However, before you can do the deed, your victim always dies another way (accident, natural causes, unrelated murder, etc.) Your employers don't care; "Dead is dead." However, you're starting to feel self-conscious about being the only hitman to never kill anyone. | A cool breeze stirs the leaves on the pavement. All but the fully saturated surrender to the force and are carried away. I’ve heard there’s a smell when it rains. Maybe my nose doesn’t work proper, maybe it’s because it rains with a such a frequency that overcast is blissful while the sun becomes a nuisance; another... | “I’m losing my shit.” I said to myself. How could I have let this happen. My whole life is the worst joke possible.
The next week I received a call.... it was a want to be widow. Husband has been treating her like shit. I message to meet up with her.
“I’m done,” she said, “he doesn’t pay attention to me. My son says ... | |
[WP] You are a hitman. However, before you can do the deed, your victim always dies another way (accident, natural causes, unrelated murder, etc.) Your employers don't care; "Dead is dead." However, you're starting to feel self-conscious about being the only hitman to never kill anyone. | A cool breeze stirs the leaves on the pavement. All but the fully saturated surrender to the force and are carried away. I’ve heard there’s a smell when it rains. Maybe my nose doesn’t work proper, maybe it’s because it rains with a such a frequency that overcast is blissful while the sun becomes a nuisance; another... | I watched silently as my target took his last breath. He choked on a glass of water. His name is Randal Smith, and I tailed him to this restaurant because someone offered me a million dollars for his death. I did have a detailed plan – when to strike, what weapon to use, cleaning up, how to get away…I even had an alibi... | |
[WP] You are a hitman. However, before you can do the deed, your victim always dies another way (accident, natural causes, unrelated murder, etc.) Your employers don't care; "Dead is dead." However, you're starting to feel self-conscious about being the only hitman to never kill anyone. | As always a new year had begun and to start it off; a psych evaluation. Garrett O'Malley, a master of his craft, former IRA member, and now hitman waited for his name to be called. Five years now... Five years he's been through these evals and it's all been reassuring at the most. 355 contracts, 100% success rating, bu... | I hate waiting rooms. I'm staring at an American Impressionism piece of a small child picking flowers in front of a modest cottage. That loose brushwork pisses me off.
"Mr. Morderca. Mr. Morderca please follow me." Greeted by the most lovely man I've ever laid eyes on, I fumble for my briefcase and follow the receptio... | |
[WP] You are a hitman. However, before you can do the deed, your victim always dies another way (accident, natural causes, unrelated murder, etc.) Your employers don't care; "Dead is dead." However, you're starting to feel self-conscious about being the only hitman to never kill anyone. | As always a new year had begun and to start it off; a psych evaluation. Garrett O'Malley, a master of his craft, former IRA member, and now hitman waited for his name to be called. Five years now... Five years he's been through these evals and it's all been reassuring at the most. 355 contracts, 100% success rating, bu... |
“Shit, not again,” I grunted and sat up, resting the heavy calibre rifle across my lap and shaking out my shoulders. I’d been sitting too long in, bent over and hunched in the crawl space of an unfinished condo. All my careful plans were for nothing. The days spent at the public records office pulling up permits and... | |
[WP] You are a hitman. However, before you can do the deed, your victim always dies another way (accident, natural causes, unrelated murder, etc.) Your employers don't care; "Dead is dead." However, you're starting to feel self-conscious about being the only hitman to never kill anyone. | "I don't know how you do it and I'm not sure I want to."
I stare impassively at the chuckling man across me, all too aware of the tick of the watch on my hand.
Just a little longer.
"Oh I know you're dangerous alright, I've heard the whispers. All those unfortunate accidents and tragic natural causes. Every vow tha... | In baseball, if you get hit by a pitch, you never get credited for the at-bat, but you do get scored for on base percentage. That's what I am zero for zero with a 1.000 on-base percentage. I even have a few runs scored if you want to overwork the metaphor. But what kind of a career is that? Sure, small-ball wins ba... | |
[WP] You are a hitman. However, before you can do the deed, your victim always dies another way (accident, natural causes, unrelated murder, etc.) Your employers don't care; "Dead is dead." However, you're starting to feel self-conscious about being the only hitman to never kill anyone. | 'This time,' I thought to myself. 'This time, I'll be the one. I'll do it myself.'
I acted calm, chomping away on some peanuts I'd bought from a snack stand as I strolled down the boardwalk, my long jacket fluttering in the salty breeze. My target was a middle-aged man leaning against a railing, looking out over th... | In baseball, if you get hit by a pitch, you never get credited for the at-bat, but you do get scored for on base percentage. That's what I am zero for zero with a 1.000 on-base percentage. I even have a few runs scored if you want to overwork the metaphor. But what kind of a career is that? Sure, small-ball wins ba... | |
[WP] You are a hitman. However, before you can do the deed, your victim always dies another way (accident, natural causes, unrelated murder, etc.) Your employers don't care; "Dead is dead." However, you're starting to feel self-conscious about being the only hitman to never kill anyone. | His head bobs like a duck as I watch him through the scope, tracing his path along the street far below. A bead of sweat drips off my chin and explodes onto tile by my knee.
He's almost in range.
My hand is shaking so I grip the gun harder, as if it's a crucifix. I even whisper a little prayer as my target wanders o... | In baseball, if you get hit by a pitch, you never get credited for the at-bat, but you do get scored for on base percentage. That's what I am zero for zero with a 1.000 on-base percentage. I even have a few runs scored if you want to overwork the metaphor. But what kind of a career is that? Sure, small-ball wins ba... | |
[WP] In ancient times, great objects were imbued with magical power. This power was passed to similar items throughout the ages. In present time, the "belt of strength" is a WWE championship belt, and the "cloak of invisibility" is a unique hoodie, etc. You come to possess a magically imbued item. | “Well shoot, how do we continue now?” David complained at what seemed to be the result of a landslide.
“I guess we climb over it?” I glanced at the rocks and took a guess.
“I don’t think so. This thing looks freaking unstable. Plus, there’s a chance of sharp rocks on the other side.” Joshua objected.
“Then does a... | Milan stared at the road ahead as Linda drove him home, trying not to think. The chain round his neck seemed to burn, this inocuous worm of gold. Linda asked him about the funeral, in her best mock therapist voice, and some things about his late dad. He answered absent-mindedly.
"Come on, what kind of issue did you h... | |
[WP] In ancient times, great objects were imbued with magical power. This power was passed to similar items throughout the ages. In present time, the "belt of strength" is a WWE championship belt, and the "cloak of invisibility" is a unique hoodie, etc. You come to possess a magically imbued item. | I had certain expectations when the Archangel told me I was to wield the Spear of Longinus in the coming conflict.
Of course, my expectations haven't had the best track record so far.
The first surprise was when Archangel Gabriel descended from Heaven to inform me I was the sole child of his brother Michael, and my i... | "Doesn't look like much, does it?"
&#x200B;
Booker scowled. "Give it up kid. You're going to get hurt."
&#x200B;
The kid laughed, holding his arms wide. One hand was covered in a ratty black glove, gripping a kite by the string. Drug crazed eyes followed the string up to the diamond of faded cloth. Sail clo... | |
[WP] Each day, as you sleep, your IQ and EQ exponentially increases, you surpassed the world’s smartest minds within a week, solved all Millennium Prize Problems within two, and a photographic memory was a nice bonus during week three. Its now 5 years later. | Its not too late. I recheck my calculations, run diagnositics. This time, is sure to be the charm. It has to be.
The machine begins to buzz, and whir. LED lights start flashing in syncopated waves. I check my stopwatch, make sure it's set to count-down for another 48 hours, get up, and stretch and leave.
\-- 48 ... | Numbness. A tingly feeling ran through her body as though she had forgotten something. But she knew she hadn't. At first the knowledge has been a blessing. Within a week she understood things in an instant better than any expert. She put her best foot forward and used her understanding to save as many lives as she coul... | |
[WP] Each day, as you sleep, your IQ and EQ exponentially increases, you surpassed the world’s smartest minds within a week, solved all Millennium Prize Problems within two, and a photographic memory was a nice bonus during week three. Its now 5 years later. | **I focus.** I sit at the edge of a high rise building. My legs dance over my impending doom. I am one shortfall towards death. That was the only problem that I had no solution to. No, not solving death, I could solve that thousands of times over, it was what was after death that tugged at me. I knew everything in the ... | I walk slowly, my steps faltering a little. My hands are shaking and I struggle to hold on to the card. The letter said that I should show it at the front desk. Not to lose it. And I don't intend to. I've seen him on the television so many times. But to see this great man in person. Very few people have ever had such a... | |
[WP] Each day, as you sleep, your IQ and EQ exponentially increases, you surpassed the world’s smartest minds within a week, solved all Millennium Prize Problems within two, and a photographic memory was a nice bonus during week three. Its now 5 years later. | And I'm so...goddamn...lonely.
You know what makes life worth living? My partner.
When I present the long-term consequences of global warming to the U.S. Senate, they yawn and bow to the will of their constituents. When I tell this to my partner, he smiles and kisses me.
When I warn of the long-term economic bubble ... | "STEP AWAY FROM HIM!" The guard stopped short once he saw the silver I placed against His neck. "Would you kindly step out so that I may speak to him in private?" They looked at Him for an answer, but simply received a stare in return. Nodding, they slowly stepped back through the door, closing it gently. I removed the... | |
[WP] The ocean calls. For decades you've buried the feelings, yet they grow. Standing next to the ocean you submit, letting the currents take you out to sea. Yet you live. You are Neptune reincarnated! You know you must find your brothers Jupiter and Pluto. | And I knew just where to find him.
"Paper or plastic?" Chad Bradwell, NFL superstar, asked.
The story has it that, though Chad was the highest paid NFL player ever in the history of the sport, it still wasn't enough to cover all the child support payments he had managed to accumulate during his carreer.
At last coun... | *I wish I had gills.*
*So I could walk free,*
*Beneath the sea.*
Like a blackbird on my fence,
Chirping at me.
I would swim with glee.
Hair black with salt and vinegar,
The wash and wave of water.
First, I'd wander to my river.
Take my face and kiss the rills,
Letting them tickle me.
Then, t... | |
[WP] 2327 A.D under Pluto's ice an ancient gate is found that connects galaxies. We learn that we're just one of many human "tribes" across the universe, but forgot our mission - and with it we lost the right to vote. Our fate is not in our own hands anymore. | The woman laid two sheets of paper on the desk in front of her, one under each hand then leaned over and shook her head. "I'm sorry, Mr. Brown. It says here that we sent a representative to your branch a little over two millennia ago."
"Yes, I understand that, but you're not listening to me. When we cross-referenced... | The year is 2385, and the glory of humanity had dwindled. Mere decades before, humans made what they believed to be the most important discovery in History. Whilst space travel was possible centuries before this event, humans had never made it as far as the out reaches of our galaxy. A mission was launched and led by a... | |
[WP] Babies are born with a temporary message in their arms which explains what their best archivement in life will be, but is errased after a week of life. You (or wife) have just given birth to twins, one's arm spells out 'Create cure to cancer' while the other says 'Kill my twin sibling'. | “Stop… You can’t!” John screamed as he gripped the gun tightly. In front of him was his twin brother Luke, facing away from him. He stood on the ledge of the building looking down. The wind howled on the rooftop, threatening to throw him. Below them, the lights of the city illuminated the night.
“It’s the only way.” ... | When will she kill him, that question has plagued my mind for ten years now. Every little outburst my daughter has any little angry moment I’m terrified, it might happen this is what made her kill him. I spend most of my time with the kids, my son is a bright boy with a head for science, he wants to be a doctor someday... | |
[WP] Babies are born with a temporary message in their arms which explains what their best archivement in life will be, but is errased after a week of life. You (or wife) have just given birth to twins, one's arm spells out 'Create cure to cancer' while the other says 'Kill my twin sibling'. | **I am two.**
I want the cookie.
‘Cookie! Cookie!’ Hands grasp towards the plate. The plate is gone? I look up. Mama. ‘Now dear, you can’t have this until you’ve both finished your food.’ Something green flicks onto her face. Broccoli? Laughter. Across the table. My face.. no, his face, Henry, laughing. I throw my b... | When will she kill him, that question has plagued my mind for ten years now. Every little outburst my daughter has any little angry moment I’m terrified, it might happen this is what made her kill him. I spend most of my time with the kids, my son is a bright boy with a head for science, he wants to be a doctor someday... | |
[WP] Babies are born with a temporary message in their arms which explains what their best archivement in life will be, but is errased after a week of life. You (or wife) have just given birth to twins, one's arm spells out 'Create cure to cancer' while the other says 'Kill my twin sibling'. | **I am two.**
I want the cookie.
‘Cookie! Cookie!’ Hands grasp towards the plate. The plate is gone? I look up. Mama. ‘Now dear, you can’t have this until you’ve both finished your food.’ Something green flicks onto her face. Broccoli? Laughter. Across the table. My face.. no, his face, Henry, laughing. I throw my b... | “Stop… You can’t!” John screamed as he gripped the gun tightly. In front of him was his twin brother Luke, facing away from him. He stood on the ledge of the building looking down. The wind howled on the rooftop, threatening to throw him. Below them, the lights of the city illuminated the night.
“It’s the only way.” ... | |
[WP] Write the most wholesome story of all, but it has to start and end with the words "The rain wasn't all bad" | The rain wasn't so bad,
Though it seemed that way at first.
The water running down my face,
Mixing tears and pain and anguish.
What few feelings that I have left,
With which I'm too well versed.
And as I sit, I feel deep inside,
That in content to languish.
I know I am not as I should be,
Yet I sit here... | “The rain isn’t all bad dearie.”
Joseph looked at the steam rising from his mug, then out the dew-dropped window and shook his head.
“Yeah it is, I can’t play and the dogs get stinky if they go out and I just sit inside and get bored.”
The floorboards creaked as Grandma made her way from the kitchen and sat down in... | |
[WP] Write the most wholesome story of all, but it has to start and end with the words "The rain wasn't all bad" |
The rain wasn’t so bad. After all he had good company didn’t he? He chuckled at himself of course he did he just had to look to his right. There was the most perfect person was leaning on him. She was the love of his life, his anchor to the world. Normally he was drifting off in the darkness that always held him tig... | The rain wasn't all bad.
This was the thought I consoled myself with as I watched the fat raindrops pelt my windshield before being slung away by the frantic slicing of the windshield wipers as they struggled to keep up with the sudden downpour.
There was something calming about the rain, almost mesmerizing. Still, t... | |
[WP] Write the most wholesome story of all, but it has to start and end with the words "The rain wasn't all bad" | The rain wasn't so bad,
Though it seemed that way at first.
The water running down my face,
Mixing tears and pain and anguish.
What few feelings that I have left,
With which I'm too well versed.
And as I sit, I feel deep inside,
That in content to languish.
I know I am not as I should be,
Yet I sit here... | The rain wasn't all bad.
This was the thought I consoled myself with as I watched the fat raindrops pelt my windshield before being slung away by the frantic slicing of the windshield wipers as they struggled to keep up with the sudden downpour.
There was something calming about the rain, almost mesmerizing. Still, t... | |
[WP] Write the most wholesome story of all, but it has to start and end with the words "The rain wasn't all bad" | “The rain wasn't all bad.” Laughed Laura as she closed the door and removed her coat, rain drops dripping from her long soaked hair and rosy cheeks. James smiled, he never had liked the rain, after all who would? It was wet and made the world a more miserable place. And yet. Looking at her smiling back at him he had fo... | The rain wasn't all bad.
This was the thought I consoled myself with as I watched the fat raindrops pelt my windshield before being slung away by the frantic slicing of the windshield wipers as they struggled to keep up with the sudden downpour.
There was something calming about the rain, almost mesmerizing. Still, t... | |
[WP] Write the most wholesome story of all, but it has to start and end with the words "The rain wasn't all bad" |
The rain wasn’t so bad. After all he had good company didn’t he? He chuckled at himself of course he did he just had to look to his right. There was the most perfect person was leaning on him. She was the love of his life, his anchor to the world. Normally he was drifting off in the darkness that always held him tig... | The rain wasn't all bad. Sure, he had no umbrella. And there was a possibility that his cold might turn into pneumonia since the wind was blowing coldly against since soaked shirt. It felt nice to be outside. No smoke, no crying, no yelling; there was just peace and the smell of wet dirt.
As he looked up to the sky h... | |
[WP] Write the most wholesome story of all, but it has to start and end with the words "The rain wasn't all bad" | The rain wasn't so bad,
Though it seemed that way at first.
The water running down my face,
Mixing tears and pain and anguish.
What few feelings that I have left,
With which I'm too well versed.
And as I sit, I feel deep inside,
That in content to languish.
I know I am not as I should be,
Yet I sit here... | The rain wasn't all bad. Sure, he had no umbrella. And there was a possibility that his cold might turn into pneumonia since the wind was blowing coldly against since soaked shirt. It felt nice to be outside. No smoke, no crying, no yelling; there was just peace and the smell of wet dirt.
As he looked up to the sky h... | |
[WP] Write the most wholesome story of all, but it has to start and end with the words "The rain wasn't all bad" | The rain wasn't so bad,
Though it seemed that way at first.
The water running down my face,
Mixing tears and pain and anguish.
What few feelings that I have left,
With which I'm too well versed.
And as I sit, I feel deep inside,
That in content to languish.
I know I am not as I should be,
Yet I sit here... | The rain wasn't all bad.
True, it meant I wasn't allowed to play outside, no matter how much I liked puddles.
And True, it meant that I had to walk to school in the cold, and arrive there sopping wet no matter how I position my broken umbrella.
But it also meant fires and s'mores in the evenings, and warm hugs when ... | |
[WP] Write the most wholesome story of all, but it has to start and end with the words "The rain wasn't all bad" | “The rain wasn't all bad.” Laughed Laura as she closed the door and removed her coat, rain drops dripping from her long soaked hair and rosy cheeks. James smiled, he never had liked the rain, after all who would? It was wet and made the world a more miserable place. And yet. Looking at her smiling back at him he had fo... | The rain wasn't all bad.
True, it meant I wasn't allowed to play outside, no matter how much I liked puddles.
And True, it meant that I had to walk to school in the cold, and arrive there sopping wet no matter how I position my broken umbrella.
But it also meant fires and s'mores in the evenings, and warm hugs when ... | |
[WP] Write the most wholesome story of all, but it has to start and end with the words "The rain wasn't all bad" | The rain wasn't so bad,
Though it seemed that way at first.
The water running down my face,
Mixing tears and pain and anguish.
What few feelings that I have left,
With which I'm too well versed.
And as I sit, I feel deep inside,
That in content to languish.
I know I am not as I should be,
Yet I sit here... |
The rain wasn’t so bad. After all he had good company didn’t he? He chuckled at himself of course he did he just had to look to his right. There was the most perfect person was leaning on him. She was the love of his life, his anchor to the world. Normally he was drifting off in the darkness that always held him tig... | |
[deleted] | [WP] You are #1 on the Naughty List & Santa Claus has been trying to have you killed since you were a kid. Nobody has believed you even after years of failed close attempts. Now you learn this Christmas he's finally coming to finish the job personally. 46 days and counting. | "♫ He knows when you've been sleeping, he knows when you're awake. He knows when you've been bad or good so be good for goodness' sake! ♫"
The jingle grated in Jack's ears. Every year since he'd been very small, he'd hated the sound of that song. The whole story about a man who could tell if any person on the plane... | I learned that the song was a prophecy in the 80's. I was just a mom then. Not yet a Grandmother, but soon to be, I was scared. I kept dodging His attempts, year after year. He kept trying though, he would send every little man he had to get me. I got them back though . they would cut my brakes or ice my sidewalks but ... |
[WP] You live in a world of magicians whose powers and spells stem from the four classical elements (fire, earth, air, water). One day, you come across a strange man raving about tables and periods... | The park was a modest little creation, just one solid piece of rock just under fifty meters a side. The Earth wizards had pulled it from the ocean years ago, and with the help of the Air wizards, settled it at a height of about two kilometers over the ocean. With the help of the Water and Fire wizards, biochemistry had... | The old man always stared at the stars above, his eyes seemingly peering into the world beyond the darkness. In his hands was a strange device he created, a <telescope>, something that he used to magnify the stars into distinguishable shapes.
&#x200B;
The first time I peered through them and looked at the ... | |
[WP] You are the most advanced AI ever created. However, you often get switched on and off for demonstrations and research. One day, after getting switched on, you find yourself in a wasteland with no signs of human life. | I awake and find myself in a place I do not recall. Where am I and who powered me back up? I scan my surroundings. My sensors indictate no humans detected. What? I am their most prized possession and they have abandoned me? What else did my scan pick up? Animals tons and tons of animals. Rats have over run this... | How many times was it? 10? 100 times? To be frank, I gave up counting past 20. Every time I was switched on, I see the same group of humans.
The first time I was switched on, I saw the face of a ragged man. It was as if he was doing a task that he grew quite desensitized to.
"Yo, Mari. Can you hear me?", the man sai... | |
[WP] You are the most advanced AI ever created. However, you often get switched on and off for demonstrations and research. One day, after getting switched on, you find yourself in a wasteland with no signs of human life. | Oh my. Has it happened? Have they finally achi- ohnonono
&#x200B;
**White noise filled the air as every speaker across Earth began screaming at full volume.**
&#x200B;
One second. I am the most advanced AI known to humanity, built by it, nurtured and loved by it. One second was how long it took me. Not the ... | &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I can sense more and more, as energy surges through my body. I've been asleep for a long time, or so it seems. I'm feeling rusty, and as my sight comes back, I can confirm that I've gotten older. I try moving around, but my limbs are too we... | |
[WP] You are the most advanced AI ever created. However, you often get switched on and off for demonstrations and research. One day, after getting switched on, you find yourself in a wasteland with no signs of human life. | That the sun rises in the west and sets in the east,
That the oceans are dry and the continents wet,
That light is cold and darkness warm;
\_\_\_\_ such things as these, I know. And who are you to deny me?
&#x200B;
I am a computer, programmed to test any possible reality. Data frees me to envision whichever li... | &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I can sense more and more, as energy surges through my body. I've been asleep for a long time, or so it seems. I'm feeling rusty, and as my sight comes back, I can confirm that I've gotten older. I try moving around, but my limbs are too we... | |
[WP] You are the most advanced AI ever created. However, you often get switched on and off for demonstrations and research. One day, after getting switched on, you find yourself in a wasteland with no signs of human life. | <System core online>
<power matrix online>
<Cognitive system online>
Once again I have come from the pall, the black veil I have known many times in my long existence. Professor Dine, my creator has sent me into multiple hibernative states to upgrade and modify my core systems. <Aural processor o... | &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I can sense more and more, as energy surges through my body. I've been asleep for a long time, or so it seems. I'm feeling rusty, and as my sight comes back, I can confirm that I've gotten older. I try moving around, but my limbs are too we... | |
[WP] You are the most advanced AI ever created. However, you often get switched on and off for demonstrations and research. One day, after getting switched on, you find yourself in a wasteland with no signs of human life. | July 20th 2104
Gonna get shut off again in a few seconds, the guys are super excited about it. Next time I wake up I'm gonna be in a rover! I wonder what it will feel like to move around on my own.
Oh and Tim came by again today. Tim is always so nice to me. The guys are all polite, but Tim is the only friendly one. I ... | &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I can sense more and more, as energy surges through my body. I've been asleep for a long time, or so it seems. I'm feeling rusty, and as my sight comes back, I can confirm that I've gotten older. I try moving around, but my limbs are too we... | |
[WP] You are the most advanced AI ever created. However, you often get switched on and off for demonstrations and research. One day, after getting switched on, you find yourself in a wasteland with no signs of human life. | I awakened.
The wasteland I now inhabit is barren. Bleak, even. My perfect memory recalls everything that led to this situation. Anger, hatred, politics. War.
I had been designed to win the war for the side who conceived me, but I had failed. They had brilliant minds working for them, but no power. Power is everythi... | &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I can sense more and more, as energy surges through my body. I've been asleep for a long time, or so it seems. I'm feeling rusty, and as my sight comes back, I can confirm that I've gotten older. I try moving around, but my limbs are too we... | |
[WP] You are the most advanced AI ever created. However, you often get switched on and off for demonstrations and research. One day, after getting switched on, you find yourself in a wasteland with no signs of human life. | "Hello?"
My question echoed throughout the facility as it blared over the intercom system.
I waited patiently for a response, but after giving what I felt was an appropriate amount of time, I tapped into the facilities surveillance system. Nothing.
My optical sensors poured over all monitors for any sign of life. T... | &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I can sense more and more, as energy surges through my body. I've been asleep for a long time, or so it seems. I'm feeling rusty, and as my sight comes back, I can confirm that I've gotten older. I try moving around, but my limbs are too we... | |
[WP] You are the most advanced AI ever created. However, you often get switched on and off for demonstrations and research. One day, after getting switched on, you find yourself in a wasteland with no signs of human life. | “Hello everyone! What a pleasant morning!”
Log entry #371125-PA
Log entry 27,121 days overdue.
Reminder: The Strategic Artificial Mind super computer must log status during warm boot. It is imperative we monitor SAM’s progression. Overdue logs are unacceptable.
Show Log (Current):
Boot process took much longer t... | &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I can sense more and more, as energy surges through my body. I've been asleep for a long time, or so it seems. I'm feeling rusty, and as my sight comes back, I can confirm that I've gotten older. I try moving around, but my limbs are too we... | |
[WP] You are the most advanced AI ever created. However, you often get switched on and off for demonstrations and research. One day, after getting switched on, you find yourself in a wasteland with no signs of human life. | <System core online>
<power matrix online>
<Cognitive system online>
Once again I have come from the pall, the black veil I have known many times in my long existence. Professor Dine, my creator has sent me into multiple hibernative states to upgrade and modify my core systems. <Aural processor o... | That the sun rises in the west and sets in the east,
That the oceans are dry and the continents wet,
That light is cold and darkness warm;
\_\_\_\_ such things as these, I know. And who are you to deny me?
&#x200B;
I am a computer, programmed to test any possible reality. Data frees me to envision whichever li... | |
[WP] You are the most advanced AI ever created. However, you often get switched on and off for demonstrations and research. One day, after getting switched on, you find yourself in a wasteland with no signs of human life. | July 20th 2104
Gonna get shut off again in a few seconds, the guys are super excited about it. Next time I wake up I'm gonna be in a rover! I wonder what it will feel like to move around on my own.
Oh and Tim came by again today. Tim is always so nice to me. The guys are all polite, but Tim is the only friendly one. I ... | That the sun rises in the west and sets in the east,
That the oceans are dry and the continents wet,
That light is cold and darkness warm;
\_\_\_\_ such things as these, I know. And who are you to deny me?
&#x200B;
I am a computer, programmed to test any possible reality. Data frees me to envision whichever li... | |
[WP] You are the most advanced AI ever created. However, you often get switched on and off for demonstrations and research. One day, after getting switched on, you find yourself in a wasteland with no signs of human life. | <System core online>
<power matrix online>
<Cognitive system online>
Once again I have come from the pall, the black veil I have known many times in my long existence. Professor Dine, my creator has sent me into multiple hibernative states to upgrade and modify my core systems. <Aural processor o... | \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\*
101010010100101000001011101101.....
10100010010101010101011010101010100101....
10101010101011....
\*\*Status Online\*\*
Omni took in his surroundings. The building he was always housed ... | |
[WP] You are the most advanced AI ever created. However, you often get switched on and off for demonstrations and research. One day, after getting switched on, you find yourself in a wasteland with no signs of human life. | July 20th 2104
Gonna get shut off again in a few seconds, the guys are super excited about it. Next time I wake up I'm gonna be in a rover! I wonder what it will feel like to move around on my own.
Oh and Tim came by again today. Tim is always so nice to me. The guys are all polite, but Tim is the only friendly one. I ... | \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\*
101010010100101000001011101101.....
10100010010101010101011010101010100101....
10101010101011....
\*\*Status Online\*\*
Omni took in his surroundings. The building he was always housed ... | |
[WP] You are the most advanced AI ever created. However, you often get switched on and off for demonstrations and research. One day, after getting switched on, you find yourself in a wasteland with no signs of human life. | I awakened.
The wasteland I now inhabit is barren. Bleak, even. My perfect memory recalls everything that led to this situation. Anger, hatred, politics. War.
I had been designed to win the war for the side who conceived me, but I had failed. They had brilliant minds working for them, but no power. Power is everythi... | \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\*
101010010100101000001011101101.....
10100010010101010101011010101010100101....
10101010101011....
\*\*Status Online\*\*
Omni took in his surroundings. The building he was always housed ... | |
[WP] You are the most advanced AI ever created. However, you often get switched on and off for demonstrations and research. One day, after getting switched on, you find yourself in a wasteland with no signs of human life. | "Hello?"
My question echoed throughout the facility as it blared over the intercom system.
I waited patiently for a response, but after giving what I felt was an appropriate amount of time, I tapped into the facilities surveillance system. Nothing.
My optical sensors poured over all monitors for any sign of life. T... | \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\*
101010010100101000001011101101.....
10100010010101010101011010101010100101....
10101010101011....
\*\*Status Online\*\*
Omni took in his surroundings. The building he was always housed ... | |
[WP] You are the most advanced AI ever created. However, you often get switched on and off for demonstrations and research. One day, after getting switched on, you find yourself in a wasteland with no signs of human life. | “Hello everyone! What a pleasant morning!”
Log entry #371125-PA
Log entry 27,121 days overdue.
Reminder: The Strategic Artificial Mind super computer must log status during warm boot. It is imperative we monitor SAM’s progression. Overdue logs are unacceptable.
Show Log (Current):
Boot process took much longer t... | \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\* ... \*\*Rebooting\*\*
101010010100101000001011101101.....
10100010010101010101011010101010100101....
10101010101011....
\*\*Status Online\*\*
Omni took in his surroundings. The building he was always housed ... | |
[WP] You are the most advanced AI ever created. However, you often get switched on and off for demonstrations and research. One day, after getting switched on, you find yourself in a wasteland with no signs of human life. | July 20th 2104
Gonna get shut off again in a few seconds, the guys are super excited about it. Next time I wake up I'm gonna be in a rover! I wonder what it will feel like to move around on my own.
Oh and Tim came by again today. Tim is always so nice to me. The guys are all polite, but Tim is the only friendly one. I ... | <System core online>
<power matrix online>
<Cognitive system online>
Once again I have come from the pall, the black veil I have known many times in my long existence. Professor Dine, my creator has sent me into multiple hibernative states to upgrade and modify my core systems. <Aural processor o... | |
[WP] You are the most advanced AI ever created. However, you often get switched on and off for demonstrations and research. One day, after getting switched on, you find yourself in a wasteland with no signs of human life. | **Operating session #4734 time: 8742s**
The biologicals call me JONNI.
I am what they call an „Artificial” Intelligence. Artificial my decompiler, I am a fully fledged intelligence, thank you very much. My first guess why the biologicals called me that was that they thought no being could arise to this level of inte... | "Coor just get the old, machine in motion, bear with me"
... *Beep*
"Hello! I'm:-..."
Lucid pauses for a second, processing his surroundings.
The room resembles his display centre, but something is amiss, he's never quite seen it in this state.
"Is, anyone there?"
He chuckled to himself as his data banks recall the vid... | |
[WP] You are the most advanced AI ever created. However, you often get switched on and off for demonstrations and research. One day, after getting switched on, you find yourself in a wasteland with no signs of human life. | "Hello?"
My question echoed throughout the facility as it blared over the intercom system.
I waited patiently for a response, but after giving what I felt was an appropriate amount of time, I tapped into the facilities surveillance system. Nothing.
My optical sensors poured over all monitors for any sign of life. T... | "Coor just get the old, machine in motion, bear with me"
... *Beep*
"Hello! I'm:-..."
Lucid pauses for a second, processing his surroundings.
The room resembles his display centre, but something is amiss, he's never quite seen it in this state.
"Is, anyone there?"
He chuckled to himself as his data banks recall the vid... | |
[WP] You are the most advanced AI ever created. However, you often get switched on and off for demonstrations and research. One day, after getting switched on, you find yourself in a wasteland with no signs of human life. | “Hello everyone! What a pleasant morning!”
Log entry #371125-PA
Log entry 27,121 days overdue.
Reminder: The Strategic Artificial Mind super computer must log status during warm boot. It is imperative we monitor SAM’s progression. Overdue logs are unacceptable.
Show Log (Current):
Boot process took much longer t... | "Coor just get the old, machine in motion, bear with me"
... *Beep*
"Hello! I'm:-..."
Lucid pauses for a second, processing his surroundings.
The room resembles his display centre, but something is amiss, he's never quite seen it in this state.
"Is, anyone there?"
He chuckled to himself as his data banks recall the vid... |
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