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[WP] The king has ruled for 1000 years, secretly using black magic to take over the bodies of his heirs. This is only known to a select few in a dark, secretive Order. You are the next heir, and have discovered the truth. Now you're on the run, and the dying king has sent his agents after you. | There I lay, crouched in the ruins of an abandoned castle. It was raining and my clothes were soaked--I was shivering and cold. I couldn't go back home, my father, his body was ready to die and I knew the truth. Anybody within a fifty foot radius of him was subject to consumption and I don't mean cannibalism. My father... | Nate wakes up in his room he is renting above an old tavern. He has wandered for a few months going from village to village. He particularly liked this hotel, it was situated on a cliff along the ocean. The sound of the waves crashing onto the cliffs helped him fall asleep. He hasn't slept well since he learned what hi... | |
[WP] The king has ruled for 1000 years, secretly using black magic to take over the bodies of his heirs. This is only known to a select few in a dark, secretive Order. You are the next heir, and have discovered the truth. Now you're on the run, and the dying king has sent his agents after you. | I enter the village with caution, as I do all villages. I'm still in the Realm, several weeks travel from the safety of the Wilderlands, and there are shadows everywhere. Dangerous shadows, the kind that leap will leap from the walls and drag me back to the King. It wasn't always like this.
I remember the day my moth... | It was cold. Freezing to be exact. My breath fanned out, warm compared to the winter chill. Any use of magic would alert the enemy. No matter how desperately my body yearned for heat I couldn’t conjure a flame. Not with the Order nearby. They’d begun their hunt two weeks ago.
Father wasn’t really father anymore. He h... | |
[deleted] | [WP] You’re in a cage. You’re not sure how long you’ve been there or why. But you’ve been in there so long you’ve forgotten who you are. One thing is for sure, you don’t age. . One day a girl comes, opens and let’s you out. She says to follow her. You’re overwhelmed with an urge to protect her. | Sorry if the formatting is terrible. Writing this on mobile and my first time using trying out stuff like italics and bold on reddit.
How long is eternity? It feels like I've been here for quite a few of them. Or have I only just gotten here? I.... I'm not sure anymore.
I know my cage well, it's small enough that... | The first ray of light I'd seen in ages greeted me alongside the shrill creak of a door I never knew was there. It was as if a portion of the wall was cleanly cut off.
I instinctively shielded my eyes with a hairy arm, but I simultaneously wanted to investigate the new event.
A feminine voiced called out through the ... |
[WP] Hell needs a new receptionist and your resume matches perfectly. When you start, you find Satan crying in his office. Since no one else is around he confides in you. Apparently, god is THE WORST manager. | I opened the door to see a muscular, lion-maned man hunched over an undersized wooden desk, positively sobbing in anguish. I immediately closed the door, and felt a twinge of pity.
*Should I go inside?,* I asked myself. *He's my boss, after all.*
*Fuck it,* I concluded. *First impressions are vital, I'm going for it.... | I have no idea why I’m here.
In hell, anyway. I know why I died. Unironically trying to make out with a shop vac wasn’t the best of plans. I tell everyone I died of loneliness. It’s a half-truth.
But the red stones vibrating with the ringing cries of tormented souls. The flickering oil fires that burst from every cau... | |
[WP] Hell needs a new receptionist and your resume matches perfectly. When you start, you find Satan crying in his office. Since no one else is around he confides in you. Apparently, god is THE WORST manager. | I opened the door to see a muscular, lion-maned man hunched over an undersized wooden desk, positively sobbing in anguish. I immediately closed the door, and felt a twinge of pity.
*Should I go inside?,* I asked myself. *He's my boss, after all.*
*Fuck it,* I concluded. *First impressions are vital, I'm going for it.... | Nothing stays original forever. Not even sin. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a new soul drop down from the cavern ceiling, which snaps shut after them. They fall a few hundred feet am break every bone in their body on landing. "Hey boss, I gotta go," I say, eyeing our new naked guest now dragging themselves across ... | |
[WP] You accidentally dial an extra '+' when calling a friend in another country. You hear a message from the operator saying "wrong planet code, please try again" | "Call me, remember to use the extra Plus sign to reach Venice!" my friend Zain shouted as he waved goodbye. Then, he went in the taxi.
"I'll remember," I waved back. Oh shoot, an extra Plus sign? Why can't everyone in this planet have a phone number with the same number of digits? Despite being a millennial, I ain't w... | I had a LOT to discuss with my best friend back home in Nepal. "Please pick!" I thought pressing into my phone: ++977 983095286. Dial.
"Ugh! Why does it always happen when I'm in such a hurry!" I wailed as I realized, too late, that I had put in an extra '+' in the phone number. A single tone went out anyway. That sur... | |
[WP] Apparently there is FIERCE competition among exactoknife companies. One company has managed to make a knife so sharp that it can effortlessly cut fabric, paper, hair, and... atoms? | "Don't... Move." I breathed, the words a whisper into the comms, a whisper I feared would kill us where we stood.
"My god." The engineer on the observation deck's voice came through. "It's a perfect edge. Shit, shit, shit. What do we do?"
"Everyone out of the room as slowly as you can." My manager's voice too was low... | "So precise it can cut an atom", that's how precise I told the workers to make the new knife; I was only joking and hoped that they would just make a good quality knife, so that it would sell better. So you can imagine my surprise when I got the news that an explosion with the power of an atomic bomb had blown up the f... | |
[WP] Ever since you were 15, you wake up holding 5 random magical cards you can use to help you with your life. Today‘s cards are "Spider Climb for 1 Hour", "Turn Into a Hawk for 30 Minutes", "Infinite Stamina for 3 Hours", "Revive a Dead", and "Summon a Rat Swarm“. | Morgan stretched her arms upward and used the action to lift herself to a sitting position in bed. The 18-year old woman yawned and rested her back against the headboard, then finally checked her cards. It took her almost three months after her 15th birthday to get used to the fact that she woke up with an assortment o... | When the cards first started appearing, I had no idea what they were. The day I turned 15, I stumbled out of bed with 5 cards in the palm of my hand. At first I thought it was some kind of weird card game, but things took a very sudden turn.
“Summon a demon for 5 minutes? What crap is this!?”
(And that’s how I accident... | |
[WP] You've found an old cloak in your grandmother’s closet. It appears to be made out of shadows. | Mama Lucy didn't have many friends. She lived for 20 years as a widow, and in that time I never knew her to have company. For all I knew, she was just sitting in her recliner, working on her crochet, and watching Dog the Bounty Hunter.
When she died last week, my mother sent me over to her house. I assume she wanted ... | I drop it on her bed. She passed yesterday, and I'm still getting over it. It ripples, and I feel...something. It almost feels like a weight. I look back in the closet for anything else weird. There's a note on the floor.
"Grandson, if you're reading this, it means I have abdicated the throne of shadows. You are my ch... | |
[WP] Your best friend finally got a girlfriend! Intrigued, you ask him to meet her. He brings you to his apartment to meet her. "There she is, " as he gestures to the empty space beside him. Deciding to play along, you compliment 'her' dress, to hear, "Oh thanks ! It was the greatest of its time." | My best friend Tate is a great guy. But... he's a 'great guy' in that sort of semi-patronizing tone people often say it in?
"Oh Tate? Yeah he's- he's a *greaaat guy",* almost as if they're trying to convince themselves as much as the people they're talking to. He's typically pretty nice, and he's totally pleasant to b... | I froze in silence as i heard that voice coming out of nowhere, “it must have been my imagination” i thought “sorry, i couldn’t hear you well, could you repeat that again?” I asked “thanks! It was the greatest of its time” i heard, i quickly glanced at my friend and he was smiling, that cheerful, unrecognizable smile h... | |
[WP] It turns out that maturity is a survival trait only developed by humans. When aliens discover Earth, they think we are "Total buzzkills with all our rules and junk." |
"Take us to the party dude!"
Eric stared in disbelief. He'd always been a fan of sci-fi, and had doodled many a spacecraft on the back of envelopes. But the thing this alien had floated out of was very different from his idle drawings.
Lights? Yes, but this had green neon coming out of the thruster arches. It ha... | I was mowing my lawn when I saw these two kids smashing up my garage door with some bricks.
"Hey! What do you think you are doing!" I said.
One of them turned to look at me, the other kept smashing a brick into the door.
"What you doing!" I said, "Look what you done to my garage door!"
The smaller kid looked like t... | |
[WP] It turns out that maturity is a survival trait only developed by humans. When aliens discover Earth, they think we are "Total buzzkills with all our rules and junk." |
"Take us to the party dude!"
Eric stared in disbelief. He'd always been a fan of sci-fi, and had doodled many a spacecraft on the back of envelopes. But the thing this alien had floated out of was very different from his idle drawings.
Lights? Yes, but this had green neon coming out of the thruster arches. It ha... |
A hush descended over the Situation Room. The Earth had pulled together in the last 16 hours in a way that even the most optimistic human would have doubted possible. Our complete failure to do anything to work with each other even when faced with existential climate collapse, when the trophic cascade began in the ... | |
[WP] “...and do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?” “I do,” he whispered quietly to himself in the back of the church, tears streaming down his face. | The haggard old man sat in the back row of the church, listening to the priest give the wedding talk. Everyone here he knew, but hadnt seen for years. Nobody recognized him however.
As the wedding talk goes on he couldnt help staring at the bride the entire time. So young, so vibrant, so beautiful. And the groom. So n... | She wore flowers in her hair. Simple sprigs that were barely noticeable as part of the impressive up-do. I knew they were there, and why. So did the man standing waiting for her at the front of the church.
He hadn’t seen them yet though, facing forward as tradition dictated. A few paces until she drew level with him, ... | |
[WP] “...and do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?” “I do,” he whispered quietly to himself in the back of the church, tears streaming down his face. | The haggard old man sat in the back row of the church, listening to the priest give the wedding talk. Everyone here he knew, but hadnt seen for years. Nobody recognized him however.
As the wedding talk goes on he couldnt help staring at the bride the entire time. So young, so vibrant, so beautiful. And the groom. So n... | Julio couldn’t remember the last time he cried.
Was it when he scraped his knee during first grade? Or maybe when he was bullied for being that fat kid in school?
He frequently reminds himself to let go of the past to even remember those terrible things.
Those things were easy to let go but not the woman who walks d... | |
[WP] “...and do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?” “I do,” he whispered quietly to himself in the back of the church, tears streaming down his face. | The haggard old man sat in the back row of the church, listening to the priest give the wedding talk. Everyone here he knew, but hadnt seen for years. Nobody recognized him however.
As the wedding talk goes on he couldnt help staring at the bride the entire time. So young, so vibrant, so beautiful. And the groom. So n... | She looks so gorgeous in that white dress. I always thought she looked best in green, but she seems to radiate pure light in that dress. Her smile, the one engraved in my mind from the day I met her, beams as she stares ahead of her. That damned smile.
The quartet falls silent, and for a second, I can only hear the p... | |
[WP] “...and do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?” “I do,” he whispered quietly to himself in the back of the church, tears streaming down his face. | She was radiant in her wedding dress, resplendent, gorgeous. And she was standing across from me, smiling a secret smile, the type that only couples know.
"... take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?" The priest's voice faded into my awareness.
"I do."
"And do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded... | She looks so gorgeous in that white dress. I always thought she looked best in green, but she seems to radiate pure light in that dress. Her smile, the one engraved in my mind from the day I met her, beams as she stares ahead of her. That damned smile.
The quartet falls silent, and for a second, I can only hear the p... | |
[WP] “...and do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?” “I do,” he whispered quietly to himself in the back of the church, tears streaming down his face. | She was radiant in her wedding dress, resplendent, gorgeous. And she was standing across from me, smiling a secret smile, the type that only couples know.
"... take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?" The priest's voice faded into my awareness.
"I do."
"And do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded... | The man gently wiped his eyes, recognizing the way his fingertips felt like sandpaper for the first time.
He weeps, comfortably, openly as he exits during the applause. It’s too much to feel, he can’t watch the kiss.
Her lips tasted like cherries, her middle school fascination with Katy Perry led to her first kiss in... | |
[WP] “...and do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?” “I do,” he whispered quietly to himself in the back of the church, tears streaming down his face. | Miles’ thoughts wander as he sits in the backrow of the church where his ex-girlfriend is to be married. His friends, hell, even his mother, told him that he’d get over Katie soon enough. “*You’re young. Have fun. Put yourself out there,”* they said. And that he did, and while the pain now isn’t the constant avalanche ... | The man gently wiped his eyes, recognizing the way his fingertips felt like sandpaper for the first time.
He weeps, comfortably, openly as he exits during the applause. It’s too much to feel, he can’t watch the kiss.
Her lips tasted like cherries, her middle school fascination with Katy Perry led to her first kiss in... | |
[WP] “...and do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?” “I do,” he whispered quietly to himself in the back of the church, tears streaming down his face. | Miles’ thoughts wander as he sits in the backrow of the church where his ex-girlfriend is to be married. His friends, hell, even his mother, told him that he’d get over Katie soon enough. “*You’re young. Have fun. Put yourself out there,”* they said. And that he did, and while the pain now isn’t the constant avalanche ... | As I sit and watch her walk down the isle, beautiful as can be, and even wearing the pearls I got her, her last birthday. The words I said as I gave them to her still rings in my head; "beautiful pearls, for the prettiest pearl in the sea.".
I thought we'd be together forever, never did I think I'd see the day of her... | |
[WP] You die for your friends, while fighting a great evil. Expecting oblivion, you are instead met with cheers. "Hello! Welcome to the afterlife for fictional characters, a therapist will come by in a moment to help you get over your untimely death.." | “My name is Maximus and my sword vanquishes evil for the good of humanity!”
Maximus leapt at the demon which had been threatening the city of God, and in a blinding flash they were gone. He had done it. Maximus of the people had saved the world. However, Maximus’ story was not over. Just as he had died in a blinding ... | Hi, I'm Richard Parker, and I'm 24, but you can call me Dickey - yeah, bad nickname,
I know. I'm a vegetarian. I am a avid fan of Mrs Dalloway. I like to watch Friends and Seinfeld, oh, and Lost. I work at a Jiffy Lube. I like otome games. So why am I fighting motherfucking Chuthulu?
Ok, so I woke up as usual. That... | |
[WP] You were once known as the most powerful super villain to have existed. You left your life of villainy for love, but now your loved ones have been killed. You set out for revenge. | I thought the children of this generation would never know the fear their parents still feel at even passing mention of my name. The death and horror I wrought daily and relentlessly. The hero never loses, supposedly, but I know firsthand the falsity of that notion. Countless ‘heroes’ fell by my hand. So many bodies. S... | My Villain, the only villain of my life. The only, the only threat to me. Who took everything from me. They left a wealth of clues where they leaped between different somesuch otherworldy states and my barriers.
All my defenses, like paper walls, like the dewed silk of a spider in a tree to a rhino. My Villain ... | |
[WP] You were once known as the most powerful super villain to have existed. You left your life of villainy for love, but now your loved ones have been killed. You set out for revenge. | (It gets a bit dark so this is just a warning."
It's amazing how a man born with such a simple power rose through the criminal underworld. I was born with four holes in my back. Some how I stayed alive and through surgery and skin crafts, I lived a pretty normal life. I was bullied through school because of my looks, ... | My Villain, the only villain of my life. The only, the only threat to me. Who took everything from me. They left a wealth of clues where they leaped between different somesuch otherworldy states and my barriers.
All my defenses, like paper walls, like the dewed silk of a spider in a tree to a rhino. My Villain ... | |
[WP] You're a vampire slayer and monster hunter. You've just killed the leader of all vampires. But right before his death, he tells you that he has bitten your wife/husband. | The graveyard was oddly comforting this time of night. Enough heat from the day had evaporated that I actually needed the hoodie I called my uniform. I drew it closer as I edged my way around the tombstones, silently stalking.
Hunting.
Adrian had been tormenting my town for too long. I hit his nest earlier in the wee... | ..he swooped in at Quincy from the darkness, but the clasp finally release an a bolt was released into the bat's abdomen pinning it to the think wooded pew of the chapel. Quincy immediately drew the long silver saber from his side and readied a strong thrust. The bat had already started to change back to the more hum... | |
[WP] Every planet has its gods. Earth's gods have been exhausted by overpopulation, but you are the first person on Mars and the gods there are desperate to please you. | It was another beautiful sunset across the Gale Crater. As the sun dropped behind Aeolis Mons, the wind of Mars settled down around their diminutive companion.
Mars had been a boring, boring world for a very, very long time. The wind remembered a different time, another time. It had been so much stronger then. It had ... | When I was in space, in the nothingness that is the void of the emptiness of wholly lacking of everything at once NOTHING, it became all too apparent that I was alone. Not another crew member for company. Even the little voice in my head that normally guided me through my daily routine had somehow abandoned me.
It ha... | |
[WP] Every planet has its gods. Earth's gods have been exhausted by overpopulation, but you are the first person on Mars and the gods there are desperate to please you. | A dusky red sky greets me once again, the early morning on Mars not something I ever expected to get used to. Maybe I won’t, but something felt so empty on this planet of rocks and desert. Possibly being the first and only human here was affecting my psyche a little more than anticipated, but I don’t think too hard on ... | When I was in space, in the nothingness that is the void of the emptiness of wholly lacking of everything at once NOTHING, it became all too apparent that I was alone. Not another crew member for company. Even the little voice in my head that normally guided me through my daily routine had somehow abandoned me.
It ha... | |
[WP] Every planet has its gods. Earth's gods have been exhausted by overpopulation, but you are the first person on Mars and the gods there are desperate to please you. | It was another beautiful sunset across the Gale Crater. As the sun dropped behind Aeolis Mons, the wind of Mars settled down around their diminutive companion.
Mars had been a boring, boring world for a very, very long time. The wind remembered a different time, another time. It had been so much stronger then. It had ... | They called him the son of Mars
But in the papers the editors derided him
“Martian Jesus” and Jesus fucking Christ the memes they made
Son of God? No. But son of a bitch, Martian gods adopt
Their new ward himself was a castaway and the red pantheon took him as their first and favorite child. They gave him all the... | |
[WP] Every planet has its gods. Earth's gods have been exhausted by overpopulation, but you are the first person on Mars and the gods there are desperate to please you. | A dusky red sky greets me once again, the early morning on Mars not something I ever expected to get used to. Maybe I won’t, but something felt so empty on this planet of rocks and desert. Possibly being the first and only human here was affecting my psyche a little more than anticipated, but I don’t think too hard on ... | They called him the son of Mars
But in the papers the editors derided him
“Martian Jesus” and Jesus fucking Christ the memes they made
Son of God? No. But son of a bitch, Martian gods adopt
Their new ward himself was a castaway and the red pantheon took him as their first and favorite child. They gave him all the... | |
[WP] A rusty old sword sits in its display case in a museum, reminiscing about its past. | "Pssst. Hey you."
A pause. The boy walking by the rustic sword case turned his eyes staunchly forward, remembering the warning that had been given at the museum entrance. This is an old gathering of relics. Beware if they speak to you; do not heed their wishes, for they are forlorn contraptions of a bitter past.
"Wa... | A sword's purpose is to kill.
Those who had wielded me in the past had many different purposes, but a sword's purpose is to kill.
It is the only reason why I am on display, marbled by many, every different day.
Many are attracted to me, I can tell from their eyes. I find it odd because I was designed to kill people ... | |
[WP] Everyone wakes up with the ability to sense other people's comfort zones. They feel uncomfortable when inside of a zone, with the feeling growing more intense the closer they are to the person. Your zone is 100 miles in diameter, and you have been classified as a walking natural disaster. | The last time i got close enough to talk to somebody, they had a panic attack and threw up. Then ran away. I'm sorry mom.
A comfort zone is a safe space. Stepping inside someone's personal space creates an intense feeling of alienation. You're encroaching on their identity, their entire being.
After everybody awakene... | I used to be angry about it, this never ending loneliness. It would smother me until the rage seemed to sit in my very bones.
Yes, I was angry.
It hurt watching my closest friends and family drift away, as steady as a stream winds down a mountain. I missed them. I missed the waffles my mother made for me and my si... | |
[WP] Everyone wakes up with the ability to sense other people's comfort zones. They feel uncomfortable when inside of a zone, with the feeling growing more intense the closer they are to the person. Your zone is 100 miles in diameter, and you have been classified as a walking natural disaster. | I awoke to the sound of the wind howling outside of my window and the sting of the bitter cold against my nose. I opened my eyes and rubbed the crust from them before pulling the blanket over my face to warm it. I knew I couldn't lie in bed all day, but the thought was a comforting one. No, I needed to get moving. Ther... | My life changed when I got Zoned. That’s what they called it on the news, when it was relevant at least. It happened to a few of us. I guess there were a couple of ‘bugs’ in the biological update every human on earth seemed to get overnight for some still unproven reason. You could say I was lucky enough to be from an ... | |
[WP] When a person dies, they play a game of chess with the Grim Reaper for a chance at being brought back to life, and having your afterlife memories wiped. So far nobody has beat Death, except you, the world’s greatest chess player. You are back for your23rd game. | The elevator dinged. If I was alive I was sure my heart would be racing in my chest. Instead I was filled with a sense of dread that increased as I ascended the stairs. Why were there stairs right after I got into the elevator?
The receptionist had explained the rules to me. Beat Death in a chess game, and you win the... | “Hello newcomer, wanna play a game?” His smile was crookedly cold and evil a scythe was right next to him I realized he was the grim reaper, I was a murderer so I knew one day I’d meet him “hi grim, what game?” “You know me?!” “Yeah? Doesn’t everybody” “no no adult does” “what about kids?” “ a few but anyway” “ what ga... | |
[WP] When a person dies, they play a game of chess with the Grim Reaper for a chance at being brought back to life, and having your afterlife memories wiped. So far nobody has beat Death, except you, the world’s greatest chess player. You are back for your23rd game. | I positioned my black knight, controlling and attacking the center of the board. My gaze flicked up to my opponent. She was pretty, if stark white in complexion, with pitch black hair hanging past her shoulders and a silver ankh hanging from her neck. There was a sort of warm kindness and playfulness in her demeanor. S... | “Hello newcomer, wanna play a game?” His smile was crookedly cold and evil a scythe was right next to him I realized he was the grim reaper, I was a murderer so I knew one day I’d meet him “hi grim, what game?” “You know me?!” “Yeah? Doesn’t everybody” “no no adult does” “what about kids?” “ a few but anyway” “ what ga... | |
[WP] Both humans and aliens are ecstatic that the negotiations are going well, but when the humans say that they need to sleep, the aliens become very, VERY confused. | "Okay. We've made good progress today. Let's take six hours for a sleep break," the lead human negotiater said.
"'Six hours' will be a bit less than ten cycles, sir," an interpreter whispered in Mena's ear.
Mena nodded. "Very well, humans. We will wait here for your return."
The human, who called himself Dr. Stevens... | "S-Sleep?"
"Yessir, think we need to sleep on it – your offer, that is."
The small green men sat across the table conferred amongst themselves. They looked quite like normal people, aside from their green skin, rather short stature, and aquamarine eyes. It would be an understatement that these green men were baffled ... | |
[WP] When your super power awakened, you were ecstatic. After all, shape-shifting is a rare and powerful ability. After a few months being anything and everything, you realise you can't return to your original body. | Being anyone and anything you want to be can be really cool, for a while at least.
Not until every intelligence agency in the world starts looking for you. I guess that's what happens when you are the only person in the world with superpowers. I got famous pretty quickly after the incident. No one knows my real identi... | That reflection we see of ourselves, that familiar face looking back.
Be it the certain angle of somber brown eyes that seem to hide a distant hurt behind a content smile, or the curve of a slender nose to distract from ones thin lips, or locks of hair to better frame a jawline.
Bits and pieces of a puzzle that seem ... | |
[WP] When your super power awakened, you were ecstatic. After all, shape-shifting is a rare and powerful ability. After a few months being anything and everything, you realise you can't return to your original body. | Being anyone and anything you want to be can be really cool, for a while at least.
Not until every intelligence agency in the world starts looking for you. I guess that's what happens when you are the only person in the world with superpowers. I got famous pretty quickly after the incident. No one knows my real identi... | The Christmas lights flickered behind a closed window, snow softly falling like crumbled feathers. My eyes were searching for the hidden stars, but the heavens had no mercy for those like me.
Revel has died more than seven hundred years ago.
I've watched him slowly bleed out, his dark blood pooling over the white mar... | |
[WP] When your super power awakened, you were ecstatic. After all, shape-shifting is a rare and powerful ability. After a few months being anything and everything, you realise you can't return to your original body. | Being anyone and anything you want to be can be really cool, for a while at least.
Not until every intelligence agency in the world starts looking for you. I guess that's what happens when you are the only person in the world with superpowers. I got famous pretty quickly after the incident. No one knows my real identi... | There was frost at the window that clouded the fading light so it looked like afternoon clouds creeping upon the edges. The old men were hustling home and their shadows passed long against the glass and then it was light again, but always fading.
He heard the sounds of winding down and he felt the world cool, settlin... | |
[WP] When the aliens invaded, it seemed to be the end of the world. When the dragons awoke from their centuries-long slumber to defend their planet, that's when it got weird. | At first, the aliens came. And they hit us...hard! And there was mass destruction all over the world! Tokyo, Paris, Mexico City, Sacramento, Cairo! And all of our planes and soldiers couldn't make a dent on them. They had superior firepower and technology; their air forces were much too fast and accurate and their grou... | Ga’Lon Captain Spree had them land the ship near the crash site, and after putting on a breather, he walked the rest of the way. Emergency crews were still busy extinguishing the fires, a difficult task in this thrice-cursed oxygen rich atmosphere. The heat was strong but tolerable. He stopped a short distance away and... | |
[WP] Describe a snowball fight in the most dramatic way possible | They never told me that it would be like this. We were only children, what did we know? War was upon us whether we willed it or not. Our neighbourhood wasn't much but it was still ours and we weren't about to let some punks move in on our territory.
I walked through the remnants of the battle field where a thick blan... | The air was bone chilling, snow swirled across the open field as more fell hiding the scars of the previous days battle. No one dare moved, nor did anyone try to escape. Today would be the day that their final fates would be conveyed. A year in the making, both sides waiting to strike the final blow. Each leader stood ... | |
[WP] Apparently, the religion you practiced your whole life was wrong. When you died, you thought you went to heaven. Turns out, the real god put someone in charge of placing non-believers who were pretty decent people. They're... doing their best. | I am the Archivist.
It is a battlefield, some small squabble 108,020 years after the birth of intellect on this planet. A pitchfork goes through the heart of a 30 year old man. Right before his pattern corrupts, I grab it as his body crumples.
I tell him that his physical form has died, and I ask what he desired most... | Out fucking standing. Years of devotion and when i finally get off that accursed plain of existence i get told that I'm wrong....wrong about what you may ask? Well for a 80 damn years I definitely chose to suck up to the wrong internal deity. That I was incorrect and that I should have read the situation better. How in... | |
[WP] you have discovered that after you do a good deed for someone, an hour later, something bad happens to them (splinter, divorce, death, etc), you finally decide to stop helping anyone for good. This counts as a good deed done to everyone and everything | I recognized the pattern shortly after I drifted past my 27th birthday. My fascination turned into horror when I saw the homeless man I'd given my lunch to, choke in front of me as my Uber left him and my innocence behind. When I did nothing to stop a child from falling off their bike and then watched as their mother g... | “Morning Mr. Ambani” said the old lady across the balcony. I waved back with a smile.
“A good morning to you too”
The air feels fresh and i love this weather. The icy water droplets on have almost frozen. Alas I’ll never know which droplet came down first.
Waking up to a cozy house with a breakfast of omelette, bacon... | |
[WP] you have discovered that after you do a good deed for someone, an hour later, something bad happens to them (splinter, divorce, death, etc), you finally decide to stop helping anyone for good. This counts as a good deed done to everyone and everything | Where to start the story? Not at the beginning, no, that would be too prozaic. The end? Perhaps, but that's the fun part, so I'll leave it for the end. Perhaps the middle would be suitably confusing. It must be understood, I write this story not as a favour, so don't go looking at me when...well, you'll see.
You remem... | “Morning Mr. Ambani” said the old lady across the balcony. I waved back with a smile.
“A good morning to you too”
The air feels fresh and i love this weather. The icy water droplets on have almost frozen. Alas I’ll never know which droplet came down first.
Waking up to a cozy house with a breakfast of omelette, bacon... | |
[WP] you have discovered that after you do a good deed for someone, an hour later, something bad happens to them (splinter, divorce, death, etc), you finally decide to stop helping anyone for good. This counts as a good deed done to everyone and everything | I recognized the pattern shortly after I drifted past my 27th birthday. My fascination turned into horror when I saw the homeless man I'd given my lunch to, choke in front of me as my Uber left him and my innocence behind. When I did nothing to stop a child from falling off their bike and then watched as their mother g... | *Merry Christmas,* I thought to myself as I sit in this cheerless hospital waiting room, *Merry Christmas indeed.*
Not just a few hours ago things were finally starting to feel right for the first time in a long time. I should've known better, but i really wanted to believe... to believe that my existence wasn't a mis... | |
[WP] you have discovered that after you do a good deed for someone, an hour later, something bad happens to them (splinter, divorce, death, etc), you finally decide to stop helping anyone for good. This counts as a good deed done to everyone and everything | Where to start the story? Not at the beginning, no, that would be too prozaic. The end? Perhaps, but that's the fun part, so I'll leave it for the end. Perhaps the middle would be suitably confusing. It must be understood, I write this story not as a favour, so don't go looking at me when...well, you'll see.
You remem... | *Merry Christmas,* I thought to myself as I sit in this cheerless hospital waiting room, *Merry Christmas indeed.*
Not just a few hours ago things were finally starting to feel right for the first time in a long time. I should've known better, but i really wanted to believe... to believe that my existence wasn't a mis... | |
[WP] you have discovered that after you do a good deed for someone, an hour later, something bad happens to them (splinter, divorce, death, etc), you finally decide to stop helping anyone for good. This counts as a good deed done to everyone and everything | I recognized the pattern shortly after I drifted past my 27th birthday. My fascination turned into horror when I saw the homeless man I'd given my lunch to, choke in front of me as my Uber left him and my innocence behind. When I did nothing to stop a child from falling off their bike and then watched as their mother g... | ​
I supposed I noticed around my teenage years. Every friend I picked up a pen for would get news of divorce from their usually lovey-dovey parents, or, if not that, they would at least break a bone. It was only natural that I got called "cursed" and whatnot. Uncreative jerks. I ignored them for a while, an... | |
[WP] you have discovered that after you do a good deed for someone, an hour later, something bad happens to them (splinter, divorce, death, etc), you finally decide to stop helping anyone for good. This counts as a good deed done to everyone and everything | You now stand alongside The Creator, staring out across the charred landscape of a ravaged Earth, at the epicenter of the destruction of humanity.
"Why did it have to be like this? Why did you give me the power to do good, if it would inevitably turn out bad?"
"It is the age-old law of the universe. No good withou... | I was sick and tired of people being hurt after I do something good. No mater what I did, everyone who has received help from me has died. Its the worst curse imaginable, knowing that I have the deaths of so many innocent people on my hands. Being good hascaused me too much pain. I've decided. I will no longer do anoth... | |
[WP] you have discovered that after you do a good deed for someone, an hour later, something bad happens to them (splinter, divorce, death, etc), you finally decide to stop helping anyone for good. This counts as a good deed done to everyone and everything | Where to start the story? Not at the beginning, no, that would be too prozaic. The end? Perhaps, but that's the fun part, so I'll leave it for the end. Perhaps the middle would be suitably confusing. It must be understood, I write this story not as a favour, so don't go looking at me when...well, you'll see.
You remem... | I was sick and tired of people being hurt after I do something good. No mater what I did, everyone who has received help from me has died. Its the worst curse imaginable, knowing that I have the deaths of so many innocent people on my hands. Being good hascaused me too much pain. I've decided. I will no longer do anoth... | |
[WP] you have discovered that after you do a good deed for someone, an hour later, something bad happens to them (splinter, divorce, death, etc), you finally decide to stop helping anyone for good. This counts as a good deed done to everyone and everything | Wanna hear a story?
Imagine being that guy who breaks something every time he tries to help someone move apartments.
Now imagine being that guy, but accidentally repeatedly stabbing someone while giving them CPR.
NOW imagine being that guy for literally everyone everywhere.
Mama........I done messed up.
I'm not e... | I was sick and tired of people being hurt after I do something good. No mater what I did, everyone who has received help from me has died. Its the worst curse imaginable, knowing that I have the deaths of so many innocent people on my hands. Being good hascaused me too much pain. I've decided. I will no longer do anoth... | |
[WP] you have discovered that after you do a good deed for someone, an hour later, something bad happens to them (splinter, divorce, death, etc), you finally decide to stop helping anyone for good. This counts as a good deed done to everyone and everything | A monk told me about Karma and causality, once; how good deeds can lead to good effects, and bad ones to bad effects, that kind of thing.
“But what if something gets broken?,” I asked. “Can there ever be, like, a glitch in the system? A... disproportionate response to someone who’s been really, really bad and maybe ti... | I was sick and tired of people being hurt after I do something good. No mater what I did, everyone who has received help from me has died. Its the worst curse imaginable, knowing that I have the deaths of so many innocent people on my hands. Being good hascaused me too much pain. I've decided. I will no longer do anoth... | |
[WP] you have discovered that after you do a good deed for someone, an hour later, something bad happens to them (splinter, divorce, death, etc), you finally decide to stop helping anyone for good. This counts as a good deed done to everyone and everything | I still remember the second it happened. I’d made my decision, “I’m going to be an asshole” I thought. No more helping anyone, or doing anything good. I remember standing in my bathroom, hands on my hips as I made my decision.
And suddenly the world went quiet.
Noise vanished from my ears, like it was sucked out of ... | I was sick and tired of people being hurt after I do something good. No mater what I did, everyone who has received help from me has died. Its the worst curse imaginable, knowing that I have the deaths of so many innocent people on my hands. Being good hascaused me too much pain. I've decided. I will no longer do anoth... | |
[WP] you have discovered that after you do a good deed for someone, an hour later, something bad happens to them (splinter, divorce, death, etc), you finally decide to stop helping anyone for good. This counts as a good deed done to everyone and everything | A monk told me about Karma and causality, once; how good deeds can lead to good effects, and bad ones to bad effects, that kind of thing.
“But what if something gets broken?,” I asked. “Can there ever be, like, a glitch in the system? A... disproportionate response to someone who’s been really, really bad and maybe ti... | You now stand alongside The Creator, staring out across the charred landscape of a ravaged Earth, at the epicenter of the destruction of humanity.
"Why did it have to be like this? Why did you give me the power to do good, if it would inevitably turn out bad?"
"It is the age-old law of the universe. No good withou... | |
[WP] you have discovered that after you do a good deed for someone, an hour later, something bad happens to them (splinter, divorce, death, etc), you finally decide to stop helping anyone for good. This counts as a good deed done to everyone and everything | Wanna hear a story?
Imagine being that guy who breaks something every time he tries to help someone move apartments.
Now imagine being that guy, but accidentally repeatedly stabbing someone while giving them CPR.
NOW imagine being that guy for literally everyone everywhere.
Mama........I done messed up.
I'm not e... | I realized I am God. I do something good for everyone every day. People call me an angel but I am God. I call myself Nith but my real name means “lasting universe.”
First, I helped them, then they died or was raped or attacked or beaten up. It was mysterious and sad. So, they committed suicide because the violence tou... | |
[WP] you have discovered that after you do a good deed for someone, an hour later, something bad happens to them (splinter, divorce, death, etc), you finally decide to stop helping anyone for good. This counts as a good deed done to everyone and everything | A monk told me about Karma and causality, once; how good deeds can lead to good effects, and bad ones to bad effects, that kind of thing.
“But what if something gets broken?,” I asked. “Can there ever be, like, a glitch in the system? A... disproportionate response to someone who’s been really, really bad and maybe ti... | I realized I am God. I do something good for everyone every day. People call me an angel but I am God. I call myself Nith but my real name means “lasting universe.”
First, I helped them, then they died or was raped or attacked or beaten up. It was mysterious and sad. So, they committed suicide because the violence tou... | |
[WP] you have discovered that after you do a good deed for someone, an hour later, something bad happens to them (splinter, divorce, death, etc), you finally decide to stop helping anyone for good. This counts as a good deed done to everyone and everything | I still remember the second it happened. I’d made my decision, “I’m going to be an asshole” I thought. No more helping anyone, or doing anything good. I remember standing in my bathroom, hands on my hips as I made my decision.
And suddenly the world went quiet.
Noise vanished from my ears, like it was sucked out of ... | I realized I am God. I do something good for everyone every day. People call me an angel but I am God. I call myself Nith but my real name means “lasting universe.”
First, I helped them, then they died or was raped or attacked or beaten up. It was mysterious and sad. So, they committed suicide because the violence tou... | |
[WP] you have discovered that after you do a good deed for someone, an hour later, something bad happens to them (splinter, divorce, death, etc), you finally decide to stop helping anyone for good. This counts as a good deed done to everyone and everything | I didn’t think it through really... the consequences of my actions.
I just... wanted to be kind, really. I think that’s all I really wanted. To express care for another... to participate in another’s life.
It started proportional, but always grew exponentially.
Pick up a fallen paper for a classmate, they drop their p... | I realized I am God. I do something good for everyone every day. People call me an angel but I am God. I call myself Nith but my real name means “lasting universe.”
First, I helped them, then they died or was raped or attacked or beaten up. It was mysterious and sad. So, they committed suicide because the violence tou... | |
[WP] you have discovered that after you do a good deed for someone, an hour later, something bad happens to them (splinter, divorce, death, etc), you finally decide to stop helping anyone for good. This counts as a good deed done to everyone and everything | A monk told me about Karma and causality, once; how good deeds can lead to good effects, and bad ones to bad effects, that kind of thing.
“But what if something gets broken?,” I asked. “Can there ever be, like, a glitch in the system? A... disproportionate response to someone who’s been really, really bad and maybe ti... | Wanna hear a story?
Imagine being that guy who breaks something every time he tries to help someone move apartments.
Now imagine being that guy, but accidentally repeatedly stabbing someone while giving them CPR.
NOW imagine being that guy for literally everyone everywhere.
Mama........I done messed up.
I'm not e... | |
[WP] You recently lost your dad. Looking through his things, you find a VHS surveillance tape of what looks like your dad pacing in a room. After the third time you watch it, you realize it is different every time you watch it. Sometimes he looks at the camera. | You rewind the tape and start it again. It can’t really be changing; it has to be your imagination. You study it closely, the shadows in the room, the motion of your father’s stride, his glances… seemingly right into the camera. It feels like there are differences, but they’re so subtle it’s hard to be sure. A dozen mo... | It was pretty confusing for him just to watch everytime his dad doing something different on a television. It might have been the most bizzare event to take place on earth but for him, it was perhaps the single most comforting thing righyt now that could have happened after his beloved dad expired.
"Everytime, every s... | |
[WP] You became immortal. Not for power, fame, money, or fun, but to be there for all the sad people in the world. To try and help out all you can. You lived for tens of thousands of years, and helped thousands during that time, but finally the last human has died, and you are all alone in the world | As Jacob, the final human, exhaled his last breath, Thais suddenly felt hollow. She squeezed his hand, which was bony and clammy. He'd died of something age-related she couldn't figure out.
She sighed, letting go. Well, that was it, she thought. The end of the run. How long had it been? The last time she asked Jacob, ... | My conquest delivered to me the greatest kingdom in the world: humanity. I lifted my subjects off of the ground and pushed them to their greatest heights. Those imperiled by life's greatest challenges received unseen aid which changed their lives.
None knew of their ruler and none ever would. I ruled in the shadows, r... | |
[WP] The code had been maintained solely by generations of summer interns. It was the worst mess he had ever seen. | They should understand.
Or they should have, after the first experiment gone wrong.
There are very good reasons for the debug step to be part of the process, but what could an intern do, without the knowledge and experience of an experienced programmer or engineer, in front of some of... this? Not only common mistake... | The entire Ephedo star system was a Terran military black site, so the fact that they let interns fiddle with the teleportation field was a little astonishing. He had been on an 8 year journey to the site and the moment he got off the ship he checked his account. The credits had been deposited.
The office was a mess o... | |
[WP] The code had been maintained solely by generations of summer interns. It was the worst mess he had ever seen. | My mentor buried his head in his hands and sighed a long heavy lament about the code I was meant to maintain.
"Well," he began, "at least I won't be the one who has to work on this. Good luck."
"Wait, but what am I supposed to be doing?"
"Beats me," he grinned. "No one seems to know how or why it works, but it is... | The entire Ephedo star system was a Terran military black site, so the fact that they let interns fiddle with the teleportation field was a little astonishing. He had been on an 8 year journey to the site and the moment he got off the ship he checked his account. The credits had been deposited.
The office was a mess o... | |
[WP] The code had been maintained solely by generations of summer interns. It was the worst mess he had ever seen. | My mentor buried his head in his hands and sighed a long heavy lament about the code I was meant to maintain.
"Well," he began, "at least I won't be the one who has to work on this. Good luck."
"Wait, but what am I supposed to be doing?"
"Beats me," he grinned. "No one seems to know how or why it works, but it is... | They should understand.
Or they should have, after the first experiment gone wrong.
There are very good reasons for the debug step to be part of the process, but what could an intern do, without the knowledge and experience of an experienced programmer or engineer, in front of some of... this? Not only common mistake... | |
[WP] People just... break up sometimes. There's no dramatic cheating or hidden crime, no clear hero or villain, and it's nobody's fault. Nobody ever writes about that. Write that. | I knew it was over when the nightmares wouldn’t stop.
I was standing on the balcony of a hotel in Hawaii, watching the families play on the beach, mesmerized by the surf breaking on the sand. A giant wave appeared on the horizon. It grew and grew until it blocked out the sun and when it slammed into the land, it wipe... | [Poem].
Edit. Formatting ruined this sadly. Oh well.
Do you remember?
When, as a child, in the silent night
Prowling up the stairs from some forbidden quest.
Your feet reached out and *gasp*
There was no step at all.
A clutch of muscle, a thump, a half arrested fall
But then solid ground,
Safety
Home here after a... | |
[WP] People just... break up sometimes. There's no dramatic cheating or hidden crime, no clear hero or villain, and it's nobody's fault. Nobody ever writes about that. Write that. | The moment I realised I loved him, it was like the last piece of a puzzle being snapped into place.
You see, love is not a thing that happens with a snap of a finger. love happens gradually, like a thick layer of clouds rolling over lush green hills. You feel your affection for them grow little by little, day by day u... | [Poem].
Edit. Formatting ruined this sadly. Oh well.
Do you remember?
When, as a child, in the silent night
Prowling up the stairs from some forbidden quest.
Your feet reached out and *gasp*
There was no step at all.
A clutch of muscle, a thump, a half arrested fall
But then solid ground,
Safety
Home here after a... | |
[WP] People just... break up sometimes. There's no dramatic cheating or hidden crime, no clear hero or villain, and it's nobody's fault. Nobody ever writes about that. Write that. | The moment I realised I loved him, it was like the last piece of a puzzle being snapped into place.
You see, love is not a thing that happens with a snap of a finger. love happens gradually, like a thick layer of clouds rolling over lush green hills. You feel your affection for them grow little by little, day by day u... | Maryanne and Franklin sit across from one another, the respective dinners are mostly finished. The candle on the table flickers lightly. Their hands cup one another, but it seems dispassionate.
"Well, Maryanne? Is the proposal to your liking?" Franklin forces a smile.
"The proposal is perfectly fine, Franklin, tho... | |
[WP] People just... break up sometimes. There's no dramatic cheating or hidden crime, no clear hero or villain, and it's nobody's fault. Nobody ever writes about that. Write that. | I knew it was over when the nightmares wouldn’t stop.
I was standing on the balcony of a hotel in Hawaii, watching the families play on the beach, mesmerized by the surf breaking on the sand. A giant wave appeared on the horizon. It grew and grew until it blocked out the sun and when it slammed into the land, it wipe... | "There isn't necessarily a right or wrong"
"There is some times, you can't say every time you disagree with me. At least try to see things from my view, I'm right sometimes."
"I do try to see things from your perspective, every time, even when I'm upset."
"I know... And I appreciate the effort. I just wished you did... | |
[WP] People just... break up sometimes. There's no dramatic cheating or hidden crime, no clear hero or villain, and it's nobody's fault. Nobody ever writes about that. Write that. | The moment I realised I loved him, it was like the last piece of a puzzle being snapped into place.
You see, love is not a thing that happens with a snap of a finger. love happens gradually, like a thick layer of clouds rolling over lush green hills. You feel your affection for them grow little by little, day by day u... | "There isn't necessarily a right or wrong"
"There is some times, you can't say every time you disagree with me. At least try to see things from my view, I'm right sometimes."
"I do try to see things from your perspective, every time, even when I'm upset."
"I know... And I appreciate the effort. I just wished you did... | |
[WP] People just... break up sometimes. There's no dramatic cheating or hidden crime, no clear hero or villain, and it's nobody's fault. Nobody ever writes about that. Write that. | The moment I realised I loved him, it was like the last piece of a puzzle being snapped into place.
You see, love is not a thing that happens with a snap of a finger. love happens gradually, like a thick layer of clouds rolling over lush green hills. You feel your affection for them grow little by little, day by day u... | I knew it was over when the nightmares wouldn’t stop.
I was standing on the balcony of a hotel in Hawaii, watching the families play on the beach, mesmerized by the surf breaking on the sand. A giant wave appeared on the horizon. It grew and grew until it blocked out the sun and when it slammed into the land, it wipe... | |
[WP] After a long and arduous adventure, you stand before the Villain atop his throne. "You have finally arrived," he says, "Now get on my knee." "Did you mean 'get on your knees'?" "No." | Five years. Five long years I'd traveled this land under the starred banner, sneaking past imperial checkpoints and aiding in the liberation of the provinces. Finally I was here, with a squad of my most trusted agents, standing before the Emperor's throne room in his final stronghold. His chancellor was dead, his die-h... | "You want me... To sit on your knee?"
"Hells yeah!"
For those just joining this story, you may understand that there is some absurdity in this exchange, but I doubt you quite understand the degree of absurdity.
The first speaker is our hero, Oreh Tsinogatorp. Born of the seventh son of a seventh son on the seventh ... | |
[WP] Demons are willing to be more lenient on the price of power when negotiating with those who wants something evil. The worse it is, the better chance they wind up in hell. You wanted the power to add the lifespan of whatever you kill to your own. Nobody expected you to use it on bugs after all. | I don't want to live forever.
Not really.
But I'd like the option.
I searched the catacombs for decades before I found your name, hidden amongst the diagrams painted on flesh bound diaries. It took me several years longer to sufficiently decode said diagrams and extract the truth from the lies. But now I have.
... | \[warning: violent content\]
Zeus was a vengeful bastard.
When Prometheus gave mankind the gift of fire, Zeus sent them Pandora. Eventually, she opened the jar from which evils flew over the Earth. Hope alone remained inside the jar, when Pandora closed the lid.
But when you knowingly mix cheap liquor in Cocktail #1... | |
[WP] Humans finally develop spaceflight, and join the Galactic Federation. You, one of many ambassadors to earth, quickly realise that nobody is taking humanity seriously, just giving terrible advice to see if we are gullible enough to believe it. Unfortunately, all of your colleagues are idiots. | "Explain," stated the President of the Galactic Federation carefully, his three head ridges all changing color indicating he was most displeased.
"This is kinda funny, see the problem is the Zorb," I began.
"The Zorb?" asked the President.
"The most powerful species in the galaxy, armed with their deadly Gloop Ships... | He was ten eons old the first time he'd stumbled upon a spaceship from earth. What caught his eye had been the dull steel: slow trajectory, gray coverings, an indication of the mechanisms and beings that lived inside. It should have given him pause, to consider what creatures could house so much power contained so comp... | |
[WP] Humans finally develop spaceflight, and join the Galactic Federation. You, one of many ambassadors to earth, quickly realise that nobody is taking humanity seriously, just giving terrible advice to see if we are gullible enough to believe it. Unfortunately, all of your colleagues are idiots. | We had finally done it. On June 24th, 2085, a probe rose on our space elevator and flew out to the far expanses of space. I, the President of Argentina was on board that probe, along with ten other scientists, generals and politicians from across the world, and were sent on a mission that could change the course of hum... | He was ten eons old the first time he'd stumbled upon a spaceship from earth. What caught his eye had been the dull steel: slow trajectory, gray coverings, an indication of the mechanisms and beings that lived inside. It should have given him pause, to consider what creatures could house so much power contained so comp... | |
[WP] Humans finally develop spaceflight, and join the Galactic Federation. You, one of many ambassadors to earth, quickly realise that nobody is taking humanity seriously, just giving terrible advice to see if we are gullible enough to believe it. Unfortunately, all of your colleagues are idiots. | "I'm sorry, tether our moon to the earth???" I couldn't believe the words even came out of my mouth.
"Yeah, the Trembosh ambassador said it stabilized their climate crisis. You just build a huge track around the equator, and run this ultra-high strength liquid metal polymer stuff out into space and basically bolt it t... | He was ten eons old the first time he'd stumbled upon a spaceship from earth. What caught his eye had been the dull steel: slow trajectory, gray coverings, an indication of the mechanisms and beings that lived inside. It should have given him pause, to consider what creatures could house so much power contained so comp... | |
[WP] Humans finally develop spaceflight, and join the Galactic Federation. You, one of many ambassadors to earth, quickly realise that nobody is taking humanity seriously, just giving terrible advice to see if we are gullible enough to believe it. Unfortunately, all of your colleagues are idiots. | "I'm sorry, tether our moon to the earth???" I couldn't believe the words even came out of my mouth.
"Yeah, the Trembosh ambassador said it stabilized their climate crisis. You just build a huge track around the equator, and run this ultra-high strength liquid metal polymer stuff out into space and basically bolt it t... | We had finally done it. On June 24th, 2085, a probe rose on our space elevator and flew out to the far expanses of space. I, the President of Argentina was on board that probe, along with ten other scientists, generals and politicians from across the world, and were sent on a mission that could change the course of hum... | |
[WP] Everyone on earth receives a message that asks whether they would rather know when they die or how they die. Once a person replies with their choice, they receive a completely accurate response that consists of their date/cause of death. But suddenly, everyone is getting the same answer. | Today, nothing will kill everyone.
At least, nothing will kill everyone who responded to the message seven days ago and after.
For exactly one hundred years, everyone has had the choice to know when or how they will die. After the first ten or so years, most people accepted that the answer they received was final. Li... | This is it, this is how we die. All of our collective achievements as humanity during our short time on this blue planet - gone, or will soon be anyway. I've spent most of my life alone - or some version of it - so I suppose going out like this - sharing the same fate as everyone else is comforting in a way; at least I... | |
[WP] Everyone on earth receives a message that asks whether they would rather know when they die or how they die. Once a person replies with their choice, they receive a completely accurate response that consists of their date/cause of death. But suddenly, everyone is getting the same answer. | The Watcher was the center of our world, it gave each and every person purpose tailored to them, it led our scientists towards new discoveries, it kept people away from wars, and when you turned 18 it would ask you a single question "Would you like to know when you die or how you die?". The Watcher had operated, guidin... | This is it, this is how we die. All of our collective achievements as humanity during our short time on this blue planet - gone, or will soon be anyway. I've spent most of my life alone - or some version of it - so I suppose going out like this - sharing the same fate as everyone else is comforting in a way; at least I... | |
[WP] You have a magic gun that fires EXACTLY what you need, but not necessarily what you THINK you need. It can fire bullets, rockets, arrows, money, bandaids, sharks, rope, a car, or even a 4-course meal. Anything, but until you pull the trigger, you never know exactly what's going to come out. | Charlie walked into the shooting range on his cousin’s birthday mostly against his will. Mostly being largely a misnomer, an inaccuracy and an outright lie. In all honesty and little enough there was of that to go around let alone fill a thimble, Charlie had been forced there. Totally against his will. He stood before ... | My wife, the love of my life, is dead. A sudden car accident, and she was gone. I didn't even get to say goodbye. I sit on my couch, alone. I had cried out everything, and now I was numb. In my empty house, in my empty heart, there was nothing.
I picked up The Gun. So many memories. It was how I met my wife on New Yea... | |
[WP] You have a magic gun that fires EXACTLY what you need, but not necessarily what you THINK you need. It can fire bullets, rockets, arrows, money, bandaids, sharks, rope, a car, or even a 4-course meal. Anything, but until you pull the trigger, you never know exactly what's going to come out. | The gun was a gift from my grandfather. He passed away when I was eighteen and left his house, cars, cash and possessions in the hands of my siblings, mother and father.
I was mad. Really mad. Enough to take the gun and throw it at the wall. But when I picked it up and pulled the trigger, a dozen of the most beautiful... | 200 Bucks is what it cost. 200 bucks for peace and quiet, a way to end the pain, a way to say goodbye. The old bastard that sold it to me was crazier than my ex on a 3 day meth binge. He kept mumbling about what I need, who I need and he could give it to me for only 200 dollars.
I thought, screw it, I have nothing lef... | |
[WP] The aliens have touched down. As their ramp descends and they emerge from their ship, the first alien trips and falls down the stairs | Anxious whispers dispersed among the small crowd. The sterile white walls buzzed with energy and even the smallest noise seemed to make everyone jump a little in their skin.
The lone figure standing in front of them spoke. “Alright everyone, this is the big one.”
“The big one...” the group murmured.
“We have one ch... | The movies always showed a sleek, shiny spacecraft touching down. This heap was not it. The craft was dented, pockmarked with blast spots, and it sported an exhaust trail that glowed in the afternoon sun. The landing, shall we say, lacked grace.
It was the last thing anyone would expect to show up at the town's Easte... | |
[WP] Your entire life, you have been able to see the red strings of fate connecting people to their soulmates. Yours has always extended past the sky. Space travel has just became available, so you begin your search for your soulmate. | Most people believe that we only have one soulmate...
Those people would be wrong.
When I was younger, it was beautiful. Seeing these shiny red strings that everyone had flowing out of their chests. They looked like tinsel on a Christmas tree. Some strings seemed brighter than others. As if one connection could be str... | The clock on Joe’s phone read out 2:48 AM, but now was no time to sleep. He lay quietly adrift in a sea of stars, hanging so low in the sky they could nearly be brushed aside with a gentle flick of the wrist. They would spill across the inky blanket of the night like a dazzling ripple, twinkling lights spreading outw... | |
[WP] Your entire life, you have been able to see the red strings of fate connecting people to their soulmates. Yours has always extended past the sky. Space travel has just became available, so you begin your search for your soulmate. | Most people believe that we only have one soulmate...
Those people would be wrong.
When I was younger, it was beautiful. Seeing these shiny red strings that everyone had flowing out of their chests. They looked like tinsel on a Christmas tree. Some strings seemed brighter than others. As if one connection could be str... | "Rachel! Are you listening to me at all?"
I jolted out of my daydream as I realized my sister Crystal was talking to me as we wound our way through the mostly deserted street of our small village. I nodded. I wasn't actually listening, however. Yet again, she was complaining about her boyfriend Tommy. As she continued... | |
[WP] Your entire life, you have been able to see the red strings of fate connecting people to their soulmates. Yours has always extended past the sky. Space travel has just became available, so you begin your search for your soulmate. | It was mid-morning when my phone buzzed against the desk. Under several manila folders, I fish it out to check the text.
"Sir, *Lonestar* is ready to go. We can be wheels up in an hour."
The world is silent for a half-second, then crashes back to reality as I launch up from my desk.
"OK team, you'll have to take it ... | "Rachel! Are you listening to me at all?"
I jolted out of my daydream as I realized my sister Crystal was talking to me as we wound our way through the mostly deserted street of our small village. I nodded. I wasn't actually listening, however. Yet again, she was complaining about her boyfriend Tommy. As she continued... | |
[WP] Your entire life, you have been able to see the red strings of fate connecting people to their soulmates. Yours has always extended past the sky. Space travel has just became available, so you begin your search for your soulmate. | Most people believe that we only have one soulmate...
Those people would be wrong.
When I was younger, it was beautiful. Seeing these shiny red strings that everyone had flowing out of their chests. They looked like tinsel on a Christmas tree. Some strings seemed brighter than others. As if one connection could be str... | Down there, behind two inches of spacecraft window glass and lots of empty space is Earth.
A blue ball dotted with clouds and some land.
That’s the place I grew up at. That’s where mom is, and where dad is. And Luna and Michael and Bobby Wright and Tim and Tommy and all the other friends I left behind. That’s where F... | |
[WP] Your entire life, you have been able to see the red strings of fate connecting people to their soulmates. Yours has always extended past the sky. Space travel has just became available, so you begin your search for your soulmate. | Most people believe that we only have one soulmate...
Those people would be wrong.
When I was younger, it was beautiful. Seeing these shiny red strings that everyone had flowing out of their chests. They looked like tinsel on a Christmas tree. Some strings seemed brighter than others. As if one connection could be str... | Something in me twinged. Maybe it was the thought of leaving everything I had ever known. Maybe it was the excitement of what lies ahead. Or maybe it was the hyperdrive kicking in and pulling the ship through reality at inhuman speeds.
I may never know.
For all of my life I'd been looking towards the sky. The red... | |
[WP] Your entire life, you have been able to see the red strings of fate connecting people to their soulmates. Yours has always extended past the sky. Space travel has just became available, so you begin your search for your soulmate. | Most people believe that we only have one soulmate...
Those people would be wrong.
When I was younger, it was beautiful. Seeing these shiny red strings that everyone had flowing out of their chests. They looked like tinsel on a Christmas tree. Some strings seemed brighter than others. As if one connection could be str... | People call me "Matcher", and I am the best at what I do.
I've had this ability forever, or I assume forever because I dont remember not having it. I just didnt know what it was until I was about 14, yeah I think I was 14.
It all happened at the end of junior highschool when I started to try to introduce two friends... | |
[WP] Your entire life, you have been able to see the red strings of fate connecting people to their soulmates. Yours has always extended past the sky. Space travel has just became available, so you begin your search for your soulmate. | All right, I'm doing this. Yes, I'm actually continuing [my story from 3.5 years ago](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/4wdpkr/wp_after_gaining_the_ability_to_see_everyones_red/), exactly as predicted by u/zarduma in [this comment](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/4wdpkr/wp_after_gaining... | It's always been there. That red line pointing skyward. I know what it is, don't get me wrong, I see them on everyone; the line that links them to their soulmate. Whenever I bring it up people look at me weird, so I don't do that anymore, clearly I'm the only one that can see it. But mine has always pointed off into th... | |
[WP] Your entire life, you have been able to see the red strings of fate connecting people to their soulmates. Yours has always extended past the sky. Space travel has just became available, so you begin your search for your soulmate. | All right, I'm doing this. Yes, I'm actually continuing [my story from 3.5 years ago](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/4wdpkr/wp_after_gaining_the_ability_to_see_everyones_red/), exactly as predicted by u/zarduma in [this comment](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/4wdpkr/wp_after_gaining... | Well, I reckon it was about 20 years ago when that Neil fella took to the moon and beat the reds. Ever since then, Kennedy's kept up on his rockets and bing bang boom next thing you know Fords making rockets on the cheap.
Now I'm not here to tell that story, mine is much more interesting.
I was an odd boy, I'd always... | |
[WP] Your entire life, you have been able to see the red strings of fate connecting people to their soulmates. Yours has always extended past the sky. Space travel has just became available, so you begin your search for your soulmate. | All right, I'm doing this. Yes, I'm actually continuing [my story from 3.5 years ago](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/4wdpkr/wp_after_gaining_the_ability_to_see_everyones_red/), exactly as predicted by u/zarduma in [this comment](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/4wdpkr/wp_after_gaining... | Modern match-making is an extremely lucrative business if one is able to help those desperate for their soul mates to achieve their relentless search, you will be paid handsomely.
Neil had heard about the old Asian folklore, the "elder of the moon", who can sift through the intricately connected strings of fate and br... | |
[WP] Your entire life, you have been able to see the red strings of fate connecting people to their soulmates. Yours has always extended past the sky. Space travel has just became available, so you begin your search for your soulmate. | For some inexplicable reason, I’ve always been able to see the strings of fate that bound two people together. For me, however, my string never pointed to another person, not here on Earth at least. My thread had been affixed to the sky itself and whatever lay beyond.
I tried to ignore it as best I could. What was I ... | Dear Elon Musk,
Please keep reading! I know you get many e-mails. But this one is very important!
I don't know much about business practices. If the one reading this is an employee of Mr Musk, please
bring this e-mail to Mr Musk personally! If this is an AI that pre-reads e-mails...
I am not sure how to plead with mac... | |
[WP] During the end of times, legendary heroes from all throughout time are resurrected to stop the end of the world. There are figures of myth and history but you can’t help but wonder why the hell YOU were brought back | Some days, you just find it difficult to catch a break. This is one of these days. Especially since I've been dead for about half a century, which, honestly, wasn't that bad. No loud noises, no bothersome insurance salesmen calling whenever you got in the bath, you weren't forced to hear EDM because some idiot had boug... | I open my eyes to find myself in the tomb I was buried in, looking around, I saw the tombs of at least thirty others. I have no idea who these people were, but I saw a familiar face amongst the group, it was my good friend Victor.
“Morning, old friend.” He greets with the common grin on his face, he offered a hand up... | |
[WP] During the end of times, legendary heroes from all throughout time are resurrected to stop the end of the world. There are figures of myth and history but you can’t help but wonder why the hell YOU were brought back | Some days, you just find it difficult to catch a break. This is one of these days. Especially since I've been dead for about half a century, which, honestly, wasn't that bad. No loud noises, no bothersome insurance salesmen calling whenever you got in the bath, you weren't forced to hear EDM because some idiot had boug... | There I sat, having tea in a comfortable hovel. The room was small, constructed of timber, mud brick, and what seemed to be some kind of concrete. The tea was a fairly modern brew from what I knew about tea, which wasn't much. The table was mostly empty aside from a well-maintained tea set, and I had nothing on me but ... | |
[WP] A first time demon summoner successfully conjures a spirit. Per the norm the demons first intent is to be set free to wreak havoc, but this quickly dissipates as he realizes how awkward & adorable the summoner is about the ritual. | “You dare summon me mor- wait are you the summoner?”
Silence. Absolute silence. This can’t be right. There is no way. But the symbols are right, the blood is there this is the summoner.
“H-Hi m-m-my name is...”
“SPEAK CHILD FOR I DO NOT PLAN TO WASTE MY TIME”
“Tyler! My name is Tyler...”
He’s shaking, god he’s sha... | About three years ago I was felt a small tug on my navel. This is common feelings for a successful summoning.
Usually there is a right being spoken just to indicate what I was doing when I got pulled from the abyss .
So I let the summon pull me into the circle. It was a child’s room filled with drawings. it felt l... | |
edit: [someone called me out so here's the original](https://twitter.com/TheAndrewNadeau/status/1221583159759904769?s=19) | [WP] There’s a parallel universe where people age non-linearly, and every day you have no idea how old you’ll wake up. So sometimes you’d have to call into work like, “Sorry, can’t make it in today, I’m 7.” | Everyone seems to remember that things used to be different somehow but no one quite remembers what's different or why. This feeling is so pervasive that governments have been looking into the matter for some time. I'm on one of those task forces and we are getting close. We found some ruins that must have been incredi... | Today’s turkey isn’t tomorrow’s. We knew this much. I’d planned for Lord knows what series of events upcoming. What was the concept of time? We used to have an idea. The only thing we’re certain of, is that the solar system is revolving around this earth—time? Not so fucking much. Luckily, today I’m 80 & rather wis... |
edit: [someone called me out so here's the original](https://twitter.com/TheAndrewNadeau/status/1221583159759904769?s=19) | [WP] There’s a parallel universe where people age non-linearly, and every day you have no idea how old you’ll wake up. So sometimes you’d have to call into work like, “Sorry, can’t make it in today, I’m 7.” | (1/3)
My father was one of the first to die when the age jumps began 25 years ago. I was only eight when he died, so most of what I know about him is from the videos my mother left behind. She survived him by seven years.
“Your father loved you very much, Stewie. He was a very smart and compassionate man,” her ey... | Today’s turkey isn’t tomorrow’s. We knew this much. I’d planned for Lord knows what series of events upcoming. What was the concept of time? We used to have an idea. The only thing we’re certain of, is that the solar system is revolving around this earth—time? Not so fucking much. Luckily, today I’m 80 & rather wis... |
edit: [someone called me out so here's the original](https://twitter.com/TheAndrewNadeau/status/1221583159759904769?s=19) | [WP] There’s a parallel universe where people age non-linearly, and every day you have no idea how old you’ll wake up. So sometimes you’d have to call into work like, “Sorry, can’t make it in today, I’m 7.” | *95%*
Benj and Mae looked into each other’s eyes with relief. Today, they were 27 and 34. Easy age day for the couple, no wrinkles or weird talking-to-a-child-who-is-your-lover energy. It was fortunate, because now they could properly enjoy their first day of parenthood. They missed the time when people aged normally,... | Today’s turkey isn’t tomorrow’s. We knew this much. I’d planned for Lord knows what series of events upcoming. What was the concept of time? We used to have an idea. The only thing we’re certain of, is that the solar system is revolving around this earth—time? Not so fucking much. Luckily, today I’m 80 & rather wis... |
edit: [someone called me out so here's the original](https://twitter.com/TheAndrewNadeau/status/1221583159759904769?s=19) | [WP] There’s a parallel universe where people age non-linearly, and every day you have no idea how old you’ll wake up. So sometimes you’d have to call into work like, “Sorry, can’t make it in today, I’m 7.” | I woke up today aching more than usual, as I tried to get out of bed the limber and eager way I’m used to, I struggle just to prop myself up. I know somethings different today, I manage to sit up and turn my body to face the mirror on the left side of my room. I can’t even see the mirror clearly, oh it’s another day wi... | The room was bathed in grey shades that had the peculiar ability to make even the most vibrant rooms seem depressing. I turned over as my alarm woke me up and tried with more difficultly than usual to reach my phone. Finally with some effort I had it and switched off the blasted alarm, I swear it was louder than usual.... |
edit: [someone called me out so here's the original](https://twitter.com/TheAndrewNadeau/status/1221583159759904769?s=19) | [WP] There’s a parallel universe where people age non-linearly, and every day you have no idea how old you’ll wake up. So sometimes you’d have to call into work like, “Sorry, can’t make it in today, I’m 7.” | Age was just a number to track the progression of time. In the past, before the solar flairs, people used to age gradually. Kids grew up in a linear pattern. Five became six. Six became Seven and so on. About 150 years ago that had all changed. We called it the Noquential incident. All the lights went out around the wo... | Alethya (Uh-lee-thee-uh) went to sleep one night, peacefully as normal. Her friends were often confused by how often she could fall asleep so easily. Especially with the fear of knowing you’ll wake up almost completely different.
When her eyes fluttered back open, she rubbed her chocolate-colored arms, finding the... |
edit: [someone called me out so here's the original](https://twitter.com/TheAndrewNadeau/status/1221583159759904769?s=19) | [WP] There’s a parallel universe where people age non-linearly, and every day you have no idea how old you’ll wake up. So sometimes you’d have to call into work like, “Sorry, can’t make it in today, I’m 7.” | Ever since the *Large Hadron Collider* experiments, aging has been a dicey proposition.
I couldn't explain what happened. Neil DeGrasse Tyson did a pretty great job of it, but you're talking to me, and I'm not nearly as smart. Still alive, though, unlike him. For now.
All I can tell you is that it involves particle s... | "Eh guess ill have to call Carl today" A young sounding man said "He seems to be about 30 today".
"Thanks Mr.Vince" I replied to my boss.
"Take care John" He giggles as he disconnects.
"Im pretty lucky to have such a nice boss" I tiptoe my way down from the stool I was standing on."Woah" I almost lose my footing but... |
edit: [someone called me out so here's the original](https://twitter.com/TheAndrewNadeau/status/1221583159759904769?s=19) | [WP] There’s a parallel universe where people age non-linearly, and every day you have no idea how old you’ll wake up. So sometimes you’d have to call into work like, “Sorry, can’t make it in today, I’m 7.” | **first time writing on this sub, critizizm welcomed.**
I got up in my queen sized bed and immediantly realized I wouldnt be going to work today. My real age was 23, but today I woke up as a 7 year old. Well this is gonna be a fun conversation.
"Hey boss. You got anyone who could come in today?"
"How old is it, St... | "Eh guess ill have to call Carl today" A young sounding man said "He seems to be about 30 today".
"Thanks Mr.Vince" I replied to my boss.
"Take care John" He giggles as he disconnects.
"Im pretty lucky to have such a nice boss" I tiptoe my way down from the stool I was standing on."Woah" I almost lose my footing but... |
edit: [someone called me out so here's the original](https://twitter.com/TheAndrewNadeau/status/1221583159759904769?s=19) | [WP] There’s a parallel universe where people age non-linearly, and every day you have no idea how old you’ll wake up. So sometimes you’d have to call into work like, “Sorry, can’t make it in today, I’m 7.” | *Don't close your eyes*
*Buddy, hey buddy .. keep your eyes open.*
# Wednesday 19 November 2019 - 5:00am
The slap when it landed was hot and stinging. Taken by surprise, my eyes sprang open. I poked my head out of the window. It was no use. The November air embraced me in its warmth. I paced the small room. Two hou... | "Eh guess ill have to call Carl today" A young sounding man said "He seems to be about 30 today".
"Thanks Mr.Vince" I replied to my boss.
"Take care John" He giggles as he disconnects.
"Im pretty lucky to have such a nice boss" I tiptoe my way down from the stool I was standing on."Woah" I almost lose my footing but... |
edit: [someone called me out so here's the original](https://twitter.com/TheAndrewNadeau/status/1221583159759904769?s=19) | [WP] There’s a parallel universe where people age non-linearly, and every day you have no idea how old you’ll wake up. So sometimes you’d have to call into work like, “Sorry, can’t make it in today, I’m 7.” | **first time writing on this sub, critizizm welcomed.**
I got up in my queen sized bed and immediantly realized I wouldnt be going to work today. My real age was 23, but today I woke up as a 7 year old. Well this is gonna be a fun conversation.
"Hey boss. You got anyone who could come in today?"
"How old is it, St... | Ever since the *Large Hadron Collider* experiments, aging has been a dicey proposition.
I couldn't explain what happened. Neil DeGrasse Tyson did a pretty great job of it, but you're talking to me, and I'm not nearly as smart. Still alive, though, unlike him. For now.
All I can tell you is that it involves particle s... |
edit: [someone called me out so here's the original](https://twitter.com/TheAndrewNadeau/status/1221583159759904769?s=19) | [WP] There’s a parallel universe where people age non-linearly, and every day you have no idea how old you’ll wake up. So sometimes you’d have to call into work like, “Sorry, can’t make it in today, I’m 7.” | “Morning, dad! You’re looking young today.” I felt exuberant standing in front of the shared closet, looking for something that would fit my pre-pubescent frame. The pajama top I woke up in was hanging like a dress past my knees, and I left the shorts where they fell when I got out of bed.
Dad was a lithe 30-somethi... | Today I am at least 45, how disappointing. My body aches with the sudden growth overnight, since yesterday I was around the age of ten. I miss the energy I had. When I woke up I was able to bound right out of bed, jump the stairs, soar like a plane through the kitchen and eat all the sugary cereal that I normally avoid... |
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