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[WP] A medieval knight is cursed and transported to the present day. Coincidentally he lands at a modern renaissance fair. | The air shimmered before his eyes as he saw the vile wizard mouth the last words of the spell. His eyes went black and the thoughts disappeared from his mind. He floated through the inky darkness as the air around him grew hotter. He awoke to a foul stench and light streaming in from above.
The knight, groggy from h... | ***Behold, my fellow knights, the arrival of James, son of Percival, lord of the Western Regions and liege of Statmark!***
The knight stood, his head turning around awaiting cheering and curtsies. Instead, nothing happened. A larger man pushing through the crowd thrusted his arm into the knight's soldier. Flabbergaste... | |
[WP] A medieval knight is cursed and transported to the present day. Coincidentally he lands at a modern renaissance fair. | What trickery is this, he thought. Not sword, nor scroll?
A fruit?
They don't bite it, nor fight with it, nor plant it. What trickery?
"Dear Sir," Rudolph pushed forward, "May you tell me where I can purchase this fine item you are all holding here?"
"What?"
Rudolph forgot to raise his helmet's visor. Of course th... | ***Behold, my fellow knights, the arrival of James, son of Percival, lord of the Western Regions and liege of Statmark!***
The knight stood, his head turning around awaiting cheering and curtsies. Instead, nothing happened. A larger man pushing through the crowd thrusted his arm into the knight's soldier. Flabbergaste... | |
Yes this is dark, go nuts with it. | [WP] You have a super recessive disorder that makes you immortal. Never in all your time (~14,000 yrs) have you encountered anyone else like yourself. You begin a series of breeding of experiments.... | Summary of experimentation log.
Introduction: The ultimate goal is to replicate the condition found in the primordial subject - I - and the goal of this summary is therefore, ultimately, to understand the cost of attaining immortality for humans.
The recessive trait expressing immortality appears to be the result of ... | Society can place whatever labels they deem appropriate, but love is love. Where do I begin?
I've stopped counting, but I am immortal. Older than 3000 years old, younger than who cares. I'm really fuckin old and I'm tired of the banality of life. What curse has been given to me that I should watch countless friends an... |
Yes this is dark, go nuts with it. | [WP] You have a super recessive disorder that makes you immortal. Never in all your time (~14,000 yrs) have you encountered anyone else like yourself. You begin a series of breeding of experiments.... | Look, OP, you're thinking about this all wrong. Breeding experiments were all the rage back in 400 BC, and yeah, they sounded interesting again when Mendel & Darwin shed some new light on the problem in the 1800's. But really, none of that went anywhere. The future is in biotech.
It is amazing what 14,000 years of... | Society can place whatever labels they deem appropriate, but love is love. Where do I begin?
I've stopped counting, but I am immortal. Older than 3000 years old, younger than who cares. I'm really fuckin old and I'm tired of the banality of life. What curse has been given to me that I should watch countless friends an... |
Yes this is dark, go nuts with it. | [WP] You have a super recessive disorder that makes you immortal. Never in all your time (~14,000 yrs) have you encountered anyone else like yourself. You begin a series of breeding of experiments.... | "I waited so long.
Before modern civilization, I had no idea how I could be so different. I just hunted seals and mammoth, watched as my woman and sons, and then grandchildren, aged, and then died. The people of the low lands revered me at first, but as time went on it became necessary to wander, no place more than a ... | Society can place whatever labels they deem appropriate, but love is love. Where do I begin?
I've stopped counting, but I am immortal. Older than 3000 years old, younger than who cares. I'm really fuckin old and I'm tired of the banality of life. What curse has been given to me that I should watch countless friends an... |
Yes this is dark, go nuts with it. | [WP] You have a super recessive disorder that makes you immortal. Never in all your time (~14,000 yrs) have you encountered anyone else like yourself. You begin a series of breeding of experiments.... | "I waited so long.
Before modern civilization, I had no idea how I could be so different. I just hunted seals and mammoth, watched as my woman and sons, and then grandchildren, aged, and then died. The people of the low lands revered me at first, but as time went on it became necessary to wander, no place more than a ... | I mostly read these days. Long ago, things were slow but I didn't have to worry about dying. Walk across France? Sure, it might have taken a year to meander, but no one was checking papers along the way to ensure that I was a legitimate traveler. Work an odd job for a decade, travel somewhere new, repeat.
It's t... |
Yes this is dark, go nuts with it. | [WP] You have a super recessive disorder that makes you immortal. Never in all your time (~14,000 yrs) have you encountered anyone else like yourself. You begin a series of breeding of experiments.... | "I waited so long.
Before modern civilization, I had no idea how I could be so different. I just hunted seals and mammoth, watched as my woman and sons, and then grandchildren, aged, and then died. The people of the low lands revered me at first, but as time went on it became necessary to wander, no place more than a ... | Breaking news: The truth behind the Brookmire Banshee has been revealed. Today, an armed response unit entered the abandoned Brookmire Hospital to find a man seemingly in his thirties, clutching - and still writing - the following letter:
12th of July, 3062
Over a thousand years I've tried. For more than a millenium ... |
Yes this is dark, go nuts with it. | [WP] You have a super recessive disorder that makes you immortal. Never in all your time (~14,000 yrs) have you encountered anyone else like yourself. You begin a series of breeding of experiments.... | "I waited so long.
Before modern civilization, I had no idea how I could be so different. I just hunted seals and mammoth, watched as my woman and sons, and then grandchildren, aged, and then died. The people of the low lands revered me at first, but as time went on it became necessary to wander, no place more than a ... | Summary of experimentation log.
Introduction: The ultimate goal is to replicate the condition found in the primordial subject - I - and the goal of this summary is therefore, ultimately, to understand the cost of attaining immortality for humans.
The recessive trait expressing immortality appears to be the result of ... |
Yes this is dark, go nuts with it. | [WP] You have a super recessive disorder that makes you immortal. Never in all your time (~14,000 yrs) have you encountered anyone else like yourself. You begin a series of breeding of experiments.... | "I waited so long.
Before modern civilization, I had no idea how I could be so different. I just hunted seals and mammoth, watched as my woman and sons, and then grandchildren, aged, and then died. The people of the low lands revered me at first, but as time went on it became necessary to wander, no place more than a ... | Look, OP, you're thinking about this all wrong. Breeding experiments were all the rage back in 400 BC, and yeah, they sounded interesting again when Mendel & Darwin shed some new light on the problem in the 1800's. But really, none of that went anywhere. The future is in biotech.
It is amazing what 14,000 years of... |
Yes this is dark, go nuts with it. | [WP] You have a super recessive disorder that makes you immortal. Never in all your time (~14,000 yrs) have you encountered anyone else like yourself. You begin a series of breeding of experiments.... | As I sit comfortably in my lounge chair by the pool, watching my son swim laps, I can confidant say that I have never been happier in the last 14, 000 years.
I remember when I first realized I was immortal 14 millenia ago. I had lived a modest life to that point. I was a farmer like my father, as was his father before... | One Tuesday morning while sipping on my morning coffee, the bitterness seemed to resonate with my mood more closely than usual. It had been a restless night, a nice calm night breaking at the sounds of my neighbor's parent's viciously threaten to break down society's social constructs to get to the real issue of why t... |
Yes this is dark, go nuts with it. | [WP] You have a super recessive disorder that makes you immortal. Never in all your time (~14,000 yrs) have you encountered anyone else like yourself. You begin a series of breeding of experiments.... | "I waited so long.
Before modern civilization, I had no idea how I could be so different. I just hunted seals and mammoth, watched as my woman and sons, and then grandchildren, aged, and then died. The people of the low lands revered me at first, but as time went on it became necessary to wander, no place more than a ... | One Tuesday morning while sipping on my morning coffee, the bitterness seemed to resonate with my mood more closely than usual. It had been a restless night, a nice calm night breaking at the sounds of my neighbor's parent's viciously threaten to break down society's social constructs to get to the real issue of why t... |
Yes this is dark, go nuts with it. | [WP] You have a super recessive disorder that makes you immortal. Never in all your time (~14,000 yrs) have you encountered anyone else like yourself. You begin a series of breeding of experiments.... | In my 14,000 years of life, I have had countless lovers, husbands, wives, boyfriends and girlfriends; I have also had just as many divorces, break ups and name changes. I was 40 years old when I realized I wasn't ageing. It seemed that I had stopped somewhere around 30, my husband and I at the time had decided to live ... | One Tuesday morning while sipping on my morning coffee, the bitterness seemed to resonate with my mood more closely than usual. It had been a restless night, a nice calm night breaking at the sounds of my neighbor's parent's viciously threaten to break down society's social constructs to get to the real issue of why t... |
Yes this is dark, go nuts with it. | [WP] You have a super recessive disorder that makes you immortal. Never in all your time (~14,000 yrs) have you encountered anyone else like yourself. You begin a series of breeding of experiments.... | As I sit comfortably in my lounge chair by the pool, watching my son swim laps, I can confidant say that I have never been happier in the last 14, 000 years.
I remember when I first realized I was immortal 14 millenia ago. I had lived a modest life to that point. I was a farmer like my father, as was his father before... | This is my first post on writingprompt, its a bit long. Hope you guys like it.
I have many names and many identities. Once I was hailed as a saviour, a king another time, and now i'm just a neighborhood shoemaker for a mining city in the north of Canada. The locals would call me Jon the sole saver. I have a secret and... |
Yes this is dark, go nuts with it. | [WP] You have a super recessive disorder that makes you immortal. Never in all your time (~14,000 yrs) have you encountered anyone else like yourself. You begin a series of breeding of experiments.... | "I waited so long.
Before modern civilization, I had no idea how I could be so different. I just hunted seals and mammoth, watched as my woman and sons, and then grandchildren, aged, and then died. The people of the low lands revered me at first, but as time went on it became necessary to wander, no place more than a ... | This is my first post on writingprompt, its a bit long. Hope you guys like it.
I have many names and many identities. Once I was hailed as a saviour, a king another time, and now i'm just a neighborhood shoemaker for a mining city in the north of Canada. The locals would call me Jon the sole saver. I have a secret and... |
Yes this is dark, go nuts with it. | [WP] You have a super recessive disorder that makes you immortal. Never in all your time (~14,000 yrs) have you encountered anyone else like yourself. You begin a series of breeding of experiments.... | In my 14,000 years of life, I have had countless lovers, husbands, wives, boyfriends and girlfriends; I have also had just as many divorces, break ups and name changes. I was 40 years old when I realized I wasn't ageing. It seemed that I had stopped somewhere around 30, my husband and I at the time had decided to live ... | This is my first post on writingprompt, its a bit long. Hope you guys like it.
I have many names and many identities. Once I was hailed as a saviour, a king another time, and now i'm just a neighborhood shoemaker for a mining city in the north of Canada. The locals would call me Jon the sole saver. I have a secret and... |
Yes this is dark, go nuts with it. | [WP] You have a super recessive disorder that makes you immortal. Never in all your time (~14,000 yrs) have you encountered anyone else like yourself. You begin a series of breeding of experiments.... | "I waited so long.
Before modern civilization, I had no idea how I could be so different. I just hunted seals and mammoth, watched as my woman and sons, and then grandchildren, aged, and then died. The people of the low lands revered me at first, but as time went on it became necessary to wander, no place more than a ... | As I sit comfortably in my lounge chair by the pool, watching my son swim laps, I can confidant say that I have never been happier in the last 14, 000 years.
I remember when I first realized I was immortal 14 millenia ago. I had lived a modest life to that point. I was a farmer like my father, as was his father before... |
Yes this is dark, go nuts with it. | [WP] You have a super recessive disorder that makes you immortal. Never in all your time (~14,000 yrs) have you encountered anyone else like yourself. You begin a series of breeding of experiments.... | In my 14,000 years of life, I have had countless lovers, husbands, wives, boyfriends and girlfriends; I have also had just as many divorces, break ups and name changes. I was 40 years old when I realized I wasn't ageing. It seemed that I had stopped somewhere around 30, my husband and I at the time had decided to live ... | As I sit comfortably in my lounge chair by the pool, watching my son swim laps, I can confidant say that I have never been happier in the last 14, 000 years.
I remember when I first realized I was immortal 14 millenia ago. I had lived a modest life to that point. I was a farmer like my father, as was his father before... |
Yes this is dark, go nuts with it. | [WP] You have a super recessive disorder that makes you immortal. Never in all your time (~14,000 yrs) have you encountered anyone else like yourself. You begin a series of breeding of experiments.... | BEGIN LOG
Date: 37 July, 5721 Anno Domini.
Day 185 of Year 2600 United Earth Founding.
Note: Today is Founding Day, remember to fire off controlled pyrotechnics tonight.
Project LEGACY, Experiment 99, Entry 216-7.
My wife died last night at approximately 2249 GMT. She was 216 years, 3 months, and 16 days old. She lef... | "Novemeber 27th, 2015, today marks the beginning of trials on subject 7.
Subject 7 also known as…fuck where did I put the…whatever it's easier when I don't know their names. Subject 7 came to my attention as the result of a newspaper article about a woman who was the sole survivor of a multi car pile up. Note for any... |
Yes this is dark, go nuts with it. | [WP] You have a super recessive disorder that makes you immortal. Never in all your time (~14,000 yrs) have you encountered anyone else like yourself. You begin a series of breeding of experiments.... | Senator Cochran sat down on the edge of the bed. He tried to brush a piece of hair away from the woman’s face, but she pulled back and slapped his hand away. The swelling in her face hadn’t started to go down, but the bruises were already turning an angry purple.
“Don’t fucking touch me,” she said.
“Don’t get too fe... | "Novemeber 27th, 2015, today marks the beginning of trials on subject 7.
Subject 7 also known as…fuck where did I put the…whatever it's easier when I don't know their names. Subject 7 came to my attention as the result of a newspaper article about a woman who was the sole survivor of a multi car pile up. Note for any... |
It's easy to write what I wish I could do, but I wonder what other people want. So write me that. I'm interested to see it. | [WP] Tell me what you wish you could live. It can be anything, from the most mundane, ordinary scenario to the most wild and fantastical. And write it any way you want. | The pavement bent and warped as I walked, jiggling and wobbling as people moved around. Houses, lamp posts and trees wobbled and swayed around in the reddish sunrise. There was joy everywhere as children cheerfully giggled as they jumped around on their springy lawns.
The whole world was bouncy. There was no need for ... | Sunlight filtered through the glass, making the room look as though it was outside. I watched it, lazily spinning the dust motes with my hand. Part of me said I should probably clean, but in the midmorning like this, the dust was just another piece of beauty.
Besides, I was too busy for something so mundane as *cleani... |
It's easy to write what I wish I could do, but I wonder what other people want. So write me that. I'm interested to see it. | [WP] Tell me what you wish you could live. It can be anything, from the most mundane, ordinary scenario to the most wild and fantastical. And write it any way you want. | I had a dream last night, and I did not want to wake up.
You were there, with your hair shoved carelessy to the side. Your bright eyes were glimmering at the sight of me. I'd forgotten what it felt like to be looked at by you. We were only putting dishes away, but this moment was so sweet that I could not hold back m... | Sunlight filtered through the glass, making the room look as though it was outside. I watched it, lazily spinning the dust motes with my hand. Part of me said I should probably clean, but in the midmorning like this, the dust was just another piece of beauty.
Besides, I was too busy for something so mundane as *cleani... |
It's easy to write what I wish I could do, but I wonder what other people want. So write me that. I'm interested to see it. | [WP] Tell me what you wish you could live. It can be anything, from the most mundane, ordinary scenario to the most wild and fantastical. And write it any way you want. | I had a dream last night, and I did not want to wake up.
You were there, with your hair shoved carelessy to the side. Your bright eyes were glimmering at the sight of me. I'd forgotten what it felt like to be looked at by you. We were only putting dishes away, but this moment was so sweet that I could not hold back m... | Tomorrow was the departure, flight 890 from London to Seattle. Another flight, another life, another story.
London had spanned four years. I'd come there from Valparaiso, and there from Boston, and there from Vienna, and so on and so forth.
I was an odd type of traveler. Most stay a week in a city. I stay years.
Wha... |
Feel free to think about this sentence from every possible angle. | [WP] "We took too long. It cannot be removed anymore." | Arthur eyed the doctor with anticipation as he pulled back the curtain and joined the circle of friends and family around his bed. He tried hard to read the answer within the creases of the man's face, but years of practice had taught the doctor how to conceal bad news as well as good. Methodically the man in the white... | He got over the shock, slowly. The next day, discharged from the hospital, he walked home in a daze. His car remained in the driveway, still shiny from being washed last week. He wondered if he'd ever drive it again.
Life moved on. His job didn't involve too much deskwork, and he was able to order a custom chair to ma... |
[WP] You just received a letter from "your future self", featuring a set of weirdly specific instructions. There is no explanation on why you should follow the instructions, or what the possible outcome would be. | *On Sept. 10, take the 9 AM Greyhound bus to Chawaka, Illinois. The lazy fox hops over the brown dog.*
Steven stared at the piece of paper in his hand. He had been standing at the bus station for an hour now, waiting for the 8:45 AM trip to the airport. The plane ticket for New York lay in his backpack, nestled nex... | Dear Rob,
I don't know where to begin...you will never believe this is but I am you from the future. Time is very confusing. I still don't think I understand, but, whatever, this must be done. To tell you more could mean and even bigger split in the space time continuum. So trust this or not, here's what I need you/... | |
[WP] You just received a letter from "your future self", featuring a set of weirdly specific instructions. There is no explanation on why you should follow the instructions, or what the possible outcome would be. | “Well…” I looked at the letter. Seemingly innocuous. Asking how the 2016 election’s pre-election was going, a bunch of crap about how Google goes under in the year 2017, and some coordinates to a location in the Rocky Mountains followed by, ‘Bring a snorkel and you’ll find it.’ I looked at my brother, who shrugs.
“Lo... | Dear Rob,
I don't know where to begin...you will never believe this is but I am you from the future. Time is very confusing. I still don't think I understand, but, whatever, this must be done. To tell you more could mean and even bigger split in the space time continuum. So trust this or not, here's what I need you/... | |
[WP] You just received a letter from "your future self", featuring a set of weirdly specific instructions. There is no explanation on why you should follow the instructions, or what the possible outcome would be. | "1/3/2023
It's 9/29/2019. You got up, stubbed your toe, said 'fuck' and thought 'I'm gonna be in a shit mood all day.' You weren't. Coffee cheered you up. At the office, Ramirez cracked a joke you felt bad laughing about, but fuck it - it was goddamn hilarious. You were working on spreadsheets. You were delivered this... | Dear Rob,
I don't know where to begin...you will never believe this is but I am you from the future. Time is very confusing. I still don't think I understand, but, whatever, this must be done. To tell you more could mean and even bigger split in the space time continuum. So trust this or not, here's what I need you/... | |
[WP] You just received a letter from "your future self", featuring a set of weirdly specific instructions. There is no explanation on why you should follow the instructions, or what the possible outcome would be. | “Well…” I looked at the letter. Seemingly innocuous. Asking how the 2016 election’s pre-election was going, a bunch of crap about how Google goes under in the year 2017, and some coordinates to a location in the Rocky Mountains followed by, ‘Bring a snorkel and you’ll find it.’ I looked at my brother, who shrugs.
“Lo... | September 30th. 10:30 a.m. Java Break. I was drinking a caramel macchiato, iced, with a lot of whipped cream. Coffee wasn't really my thing. I don't even know why I had stopped by. I guess I wanted to believe in faith. The letter was very adamant I make it here at this time. What was weird is that it told me to sit her... | |
[WP] You just received a letter from "your future self", featuring a set of weirdly specific instructions. There is no explanation on why you should follow the instructions, or what the possible outcome would be. | “Well…” I looked at the letter. Seemingly innocuous. Asking how the 2016 election’s pre-election was going, a bunch of crap about how Google goes under in the year 2017, and some coordinates to a location in the Rocky Mountains followed by, ‘Bring a snorkel and you’ll find it.’ I looked at my brother, who shrugs.
“Lo... | *On Sept. 10, take the 9 AM Greyhound bus to Chawaka, Illinois. The lazy fox hops over the brown dog.*
Steven stared at the piece of paper in his hand. He had been standing at the bus station for an hour now, waiting for the 8:45 AM trip to the airport. The plane ticket for New York lay in his backpack, nestled nex... | |
[WP] You just received a letter from "your future self", featuring a set of weirdly specific instructions. There is no explanation on why you should follow the instructions, or what the possible outcome would be. | "1/3/2023
It's 9/29/2019. You got up, stubbed your toe, said 'fuck' and thought 'I'm gonna be in a shit mood all day.' You weren't. Coffee cheered you up. At the office, Ramirez cracked a joke you felt bad laughing about, but fuck it - it was goddamn hilarious. You were working on spreadsheets. You were delivered this... | The fact the envelope was in my own handwriting was the first sign that something was up. And it definitely was my writing – no one could quite replicate that twist of the ‘t’ or the strangely-lopped ‘b’. I sat at the table in the kitchen just looking at the writing. The strangeness of the whole thing left me feeling a... | |
[WP] You just received a letter from "your future self", featuring a set of weirdly specific instructions. There is no explanation on why you should follow the instructions, or what the possible outcome would be. | "1/3/2023
It's 9/29/2019. You got up, stubbed your toe, said 'fuck' and thought 'I'm gonna be in a shit mood all day.' You weren't. Coffee cheered you up. At the office, Ramirez cracked a joke you felt bad laughing about, but fuck it - it was goddamn hilarious. You were working on spreadsheets. You were delivered this... | *“Is that me? Is that what I sound like?”*
This is what everyone whines when they hear their own voice. See, most people? They don’t know their voice. They’re happy enough to blare it at us, but they avoid it. Hate to hear it.
Not me. I *know* my voice.
Must’ve heard hundreds of hours of my voice. Perhaps thousands.... | |
[WP] Berlin, 1943. You're a Jew who has been successfully keeping a low profile while working as a clerk under the 3rd Reich. You just found out you've won a contest to spend the day with the Führer. | I let myself in, hair wet and heart drained, hand clutching the announcement slip.
"Oh wow, Adeline, I would be honoured to be in your position! I mean—" Claudine, my co-worker had cried when our supervisor had presented me with the announcement slip,"—the Führer? Could it get any better than this?"
*Pitter patter, p... | "Guten Morgen, Herr Smith! Would you care for some bacon and eggs this morning?"
"Nein Danke, Mein Fuhrer, I do not like bacon."
The elder man stared at his breakfast guest.
A clock ticks the seconds away.
A single bead of sweat coalesces on the brow of the younger man.
A bird takes flight from a nearby tree.
Mor... | |
[WP] You're brushing your teeth in front of the mirror one morning when you look into your reflection's eyes for the first time in a long time. You notice something's.. different and then you realize.. Your reflection's crying. | The tears on my reflection's face were the first thing I noticed. Then the heat. No. Heat and pain. With every breath I took, the pain worsened.
"God fucking dammit" I shouted out the bathroom door, my mouth full of foam.
The response from the living room, shouting laughter.
One of us is going to have to stop these ... | **Reflections**
I looked in the mirror this morning and noticed my reflection was crying.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
It shook its head.
"What's wrong?"
It shook its head.
"You'll have to tell me. I'll be very unhappy if you don't."
The reflection looked conflicted. I frowned. Then it fogged up the mi... | |
[WP] You're brushing your teeth in front of the mirror one morning when you look into your reflection's eyes for the first time in a long time. You notice something's.. different and then you realize.. Your reflection's crying. | The tears on my reflection's face were the first thing I noticed. Then the heat. No. Heat and pain. With every breath I took, the pain worsened.
"God fucking dammit" I shouted out the bathroom door, my mouth full of foam.
The response from the living room, shouting laughter.
One of us is going to have to stop these ... | "Why are you crying?" I asked myself in the mirror. My reflection looked at me and crouched down to pick something up.
"It's this." It replied. It seemed like a bowl containing something. "I can't figure out who put this bowl of onions here!"
Of course my reflection would have a sense of humor like that. | |
[WP] You're brushing your teeth in front of the mirror one morning when you look into your reflection's eyes for the first time in a long time. You notice something's.. different and then you realize.. Your reflection's crying. | The tears on my reflection's face were the first thing I noticed. Then the heat. No. Heat and pain. With every breath I took, the pain worsened.
"God fucking dammit" I shouted out the bathroom door, my mouth full of foam.
The response from the living room, shouting laughter.
One of us is going to have to stop these ... | "The *fuck*?" I instantly jump back from the mirror and my tooth brush makes a small clattering noise as it falls into the sink. Rubbing my eyes I frown, they were dry...what the...what?!?
"A-are you alright?" Oh dear lord, I was talking to a reflection, could this day get any worse? It sniffled, I swear, my reflecti... | |
[WP] You're brushing your teeth in front of the mirror one morning when you look into your reflection's eyes for the first time in a long time. You notice something's.. different and then you realize.. Your reflection's crying. | I jumped back, startled. She didn’t. I slowly reached my hand towards the mirror. She didn’t. I froze, unsure of what to do. Wild thoughts raced my mind as I watched tears stream down my – her face.
“Why are you crying?” I decided to ask. She finally moved, raising her hand to wipe her eyes.
“Sorry,” she said, ... | "The *fuck*?" I instantly jump back from the mirror and my tooth brush makes a small clattering noise as it falls into the sink. Rubbing my eyes I frown, they were dry...what the...what?!?
"A-are you alright?" Oh dear lord, I was talking to a reflection, could this day get any worse? It sniffled, I swear, my reflecti... | |
[WP] Every 1000 years, each species gets assigned a new God. Humanity is known to be the toughest. Today, an ambitious, young God gets assigned to our species. He intends to make major changes. | "Humanity? Really? Are you sure?", the Assignment Manager said.
"Yep, mhm." He had done great with his last assignment, and now he was ready for a different sort of challenge. Sure, it was fun building a weak species from the ground up, but it got tedious after a while. They wouldn't just stop asking. 'Help me, help ... | I'm a bot, *bleep*, *bloop*. Someone has linked to this thread from another place on reddit:
- [/r/jacksonwrites] [\[WP\] Every 1000 years species get a new god. We just got our new one and he has big changes in mind.](https://np.reddit.com/r/JacksonWrites/comments/3ne16a/wp_every_1000_years_species_get_a_new_god_we_j... | |
[WP] Every 1000 years, each species gets assigned a new God. Humanity is known to be the toughest. Today, an ambitious, young God gets assigned to our species. He intends to make major changes. | "Breaking News! It has been revealed that God *is* real. He has retired. Here's the footage of the new God's announcement."
The video is set in New York City. There's a thunderous boom and the sky lights up with green flames.
"**Citizens of the Universe! I am your new God, Lord Uuzx! You have enjoyed a time of relaxe... | I'm a bot, *bleep*, *bloop*. Someone has linked to this thread from another place on reddit:
- [/r/jacksonwrites] [\[WP\] Every 1000 years species get a new god. We just got our new one and he has big changes in mind.](https://np.reddit.com/r/JacksonWrites/comments/3ne16a/wp_every_1000_years_species_get_a_new_god_we_j... | |
[WP] Every 1000 years, each species gets assigned a new God. Humanity is known to be the toughest. Today, an ambitious, young God gets assigned to our species. He intends to make major changes. | Plexus waited eons for his chance to rule Mankind. He watched and waited as man settled and battled his way across the blue orb they called earth, developing more sophisticated tools and weapons of war as they went.
Finally Plexus saw his opportunity to incarnate as the two greatest empires the earth had ever seen st... | I'm a bot, *bleep*, *bloop*. Someone has linked to this thread from another place on reddit:
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. | [WP] In order to avoid death the human race swaps into a clone body every couple of decades, the only problem is with each clone the bodies change slightly | Upgrades! Verko hated upgrades.
Verko Manakilus glared at the clone body he'd been loaded into. He was tired, he was exhausted and now he was staring at two extra arms. Why the hell would he want two more arms? He never asked for more arms. Two arms were good enough for his thirteen other bodies, they'd be good enoug... | I read a book, a long time ago.
Time passes differently to me now, but I know it had to be a few hundred years- perhaps longer because I remember that the book was solid, paper and weight in the place of a screen or graphic. I like to think that my mind can remember it clearly, but I know it's wrong; twisted and chan... |
[WP] Major prison sentences have become a choice between two pills. One just kills you. The other, well no one knows what that one does... | "I'm here with Walter Burroughs, who has agreed to give us this exclusive interview talking about how he went from billionaire, celebrity hedge fund manager to convicted felon and then to global philanthropist." The reporter turned toward me and continued, "What made you finally decide to talk about your extraordinary... | Two guards escorted me into a small room, lighting askew and chairs dimly placed. A man with white suspenders and a white hat sat across from me. His hands were folded in an elegant manner, the type of way a wealthy person would greet a peasant in a handshake. A small oak box laid in the middle of the table no bigger t... | |
[WP] Major prison sentences have become a choice between two pills. One just kills you. The other, well no one knows what that one does... | “Effectively as of October 12, 2015, all prisoners in the United States of America incarcerated for severe acts of violence, fraud, or other major crimes will be mandated to take the Pill Proposition” read the sign upon entering the police station.
I was arrested as an accessory for drug trafficking and murder of oppo... | Two guards escorted me into a small room, lighting askew and chairs dimly placed. A man with white suspenders and a white hat sat across from me. His hands were folded in an elegant manner, the type of way a wealthy person would greet a peasant in a handshake. A small oak box laid in the middle of the table no bigger t... | |
[WP] Major prison sentences have become a choice between two pills. One just kills you. The other, well no one knows what that one does... | “Effectively as of October 12, 2015, all prisoners in the United States of America incarcerated for severe acts of violence, fraud, or other major crimes will be mandated to take the Pill Proposition” read the sign upon entering the police station.
I was arrested as an accessory for drug trafficking and murder of oppo... | Cockroaches scurried along the grotesque linoleum floor of the cafeteria, and took refuge inside trash that had piled over from neglect. Walls were smeared with filth in a mixture of unappealing colors -- brown being the most dominant -- and a horrendous stench of urine, and musk lingered inside the unventilated dining... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with superpowers that develop awkwardly. At 21, you've discovered you're the first person who can teleport. It's not going well. | "WHY IS MY ARM GROWING OUT OF MY STOMACH?"
I look around in a panic, which turns to pure terror as I realize that my stomach is actually my back. My head is on backwards. My arm is growing out of my back.
"WHY...IS MY ARM...ABOVE MY ASS..."
My fingers are where my toes should be and my toes are where my fingers ... | "Everyone is always extremely excited to see what ability they get, well everyone does odd things to try and activate their ability, trying to jump off things to fly, trying to think very hard about everything, focusing on someone's mind, an object or to focus on producing something.
Well, it is all quite odd to watch... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with superpowers that develop awkwardly. At 21, you've discovered you're the first person who can teleport. It's not going well. | I rolled over, wincing, as I slowly woke up - this didn't feel like my bed. This was hard, digging into my left hip as I flopped onto my back. My eyes were still closed, but I could hear voices a few feet away from me, speaking in low tones. It didn't sound right, but I couldn't quite figure out why. I paused for a few... | "Everyone is always extremely excited to see what ability they get, well everyone does odd things to try and activate their ability, trying to jump off things to fly, trying to think very hard about everything, focusing on someone's mind, an object or to focus on producing something.
Well, it is all quite odd to watch... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with superpowers that develop awkwardly. At 21, you've discovered you're the first person who can teleport. It's not going well. | Kim woke up this morning and found herself without a nose.
This had been happening with alarming frequency lately. Ever since she turned twenty-one, in fact. And it was not just the nose. Oh no, it was never just the nose.
She closed her eyes and kept still on her bed, shifting her (fully fingered, thank god) hands a... | "Everyone is always extremely excited to see what ability they get, well everyone does odd things to try and activate their ability, trying to jump off things to fly, trying to think very hard about everything, focusing on someone's mind, an object or to focus on producing something.
Well, it is all quite odd to watch... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with superpowers that develop awkwardly. At 21, you've discovered you're the first person who can teleport. It's not going well. | "WHY IS MY ARM GROWING OUT OF MY STOMACH?"
I look around in a panic, which turns to pure terror as I realize that my stomach is actually my back. My head is on backwards. My arm is growing out of my back.
"WHY...IS MY ARM...ABOVE MY ASS..."
My fingers are where my toes should be and my toes are where my fingers ... | I wasn't able to control it at first.
Same with most things in my life, but I felt as though this was something that I actually NEEDED to control. The first time it happened, I wasn't expecting it, I didn't know where I was going, and Ijust so happened to be in the middle of a conversation when it did.
I was discuss... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with superpowers that develop awkwardly. At 21, you've discovered you're the first person who can teleport. It's not going well. | *sigh*.
Goddamnit.
...
I don't know where my penis is.
I hope it's OK.
Just like the Flame-kids out there, my teleportation isn't a full-body "burn" yet. It happens a piece at a time, and not with my full control.
Eventually I catch up to my hands or legs when they get ahead of me, but the waiting kills me.
I... | I wasn't able to control it at first.
Same with most things in my life, but I felt as though this was something that I actually NEEDED to control. The first time it happened, I wasn't expecting it, I didn't know where I was going, and Ijust so happened to be in the middle of a conversation when it did.
I was discuss... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with superpowers that develop awkwardly. At 21, you've discovered you're the first person who can teleport. It's not going well. | I rolled over, wincing, as I slowly woke up - this didn't feel like my bed. This was hard, digging into my left hip as I flopped onto my back. My eyes were still closed, but I could hear voices a few feet away from me, speaking in low tones. It didn't sound right, but I couldn't quite figure out why. I paused for a few... | I wasn't able to control it at first.
Same with most things in my life, but I felt as though this was something that I actually NEEDED to control. The first time it happened, I wasn't expecting it, I didn't know where I was going, and Ijust so happened to be in the middle of a conversation when it did.
I was discuss... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with superpowers that develop awkwardly. At 21, you've discovered you're the first person who can teleport. It's not going well. | Kim woke up this morning and found herself without a nose.
This had been happening with alarming frequency lately. Ever since she turned twenty-one, in fact. And it was not just the nose. Oh no, it was never just the nose.
She closed her eyes and kept still on her bed, shifting her (fully fingered, thank god) hands a... | I wasn't able to control it at first.
Same with most things in my life, but I felt as though this was something that I actually NEEDED to control. The first time it happened, I wasn't expecting it, I didn't know where I was going, and Ijust so happened to be in the middle of a conversation when it did.
I was discuss... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with superpowers that develop awkwardly. At 21, you've discovered you're the first person who can teleport. It's not going well. | I come away from the wall with a small, wet sound quite unlike anything I’ve heard before, and slump to the ground, a heap, the rush of pure, unadulterated adrenaline that coursed through me before the jump steadily settling down. I bunch up my legs and shuffle back to my bed, feeling the tears begin to come. I instinc... | I wasn't able to control it at first.
Same with most things in my life, but I felt as though this was something that I actually NEEDED to control. The first time it happened, I wasn't expecting it, I didn't know where I was going, and Ijust so happened to be in the middle of a conversation when it did.
I was discuss... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with superpowers that develop awkwardly. At 21, you've discovered you're the first person who can teleport. It's not going well. | *sigh*.
Goddamnit.
...
I don't know where my penis is.
I hope it's OK.
Just like the Flame-kids out there, my teleportation isn't a full-body "burn" yet. It happens a piece at a time, and not with my full control.
Eventually I catch up to my hands or legs when they get ahead of me, but the waiting kills me.
I... | "Dammit, of all times. When the hell did I 'port?"
Running from a massive group of enraged females, you try to recall the past thirty seconds of pure embarrassment and confusion.
"Was it when i closed my eyes for that brief period of time? Could it have been when i locked the stall door?"
It doesn't matter now. Wha... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with superpowers that develop awkwardly. At 21, you've discovered you're the first person who can teleport. It's not going well. | I rolled over, wincing, as I slowly woke up - this didn't feel like my bed. This was hard, digging into my left hip as I flopped onto my back. My eyes were still closed, but I could hear voices a few feet away from me, speaking in low tones. It didn't sound right, but I couldn't quite figure out why. I paused for a few... | "Dammit, of all times. When the hell did I 'port?"
Running from a massive group of enraged females, you try to recall the past thirty seconds of pure embarrassment and confusion.
"Was it when i closed my eyes for that brief period of time? Could it have been when i locked the stall door?"
It doesn't matter now. Wha... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with superpowers that develop awkwardly. At 21, you've discovered you're the first person who can teleport. It's not going well. | Kim woke up this morning and found herself without a nose.
This had been happening with alarming frequency lately. Ever since she turned twenty-one, in fact. And it was not just the nose. Oh no, it was never just the nose.
She closed her eyes and kept still on her bed, shifting her (fully fingered, thank god) hands a... | "Dammit, of all times. When the hell did I 'port?"
Running from a massive group of enraged females, you try to recall the past thirty seconds of pure embarrassment and confusion.
"Was it when i closed my eyes for that brief period of time? Could it have been when i locked the stall door?"
It doesn't matter now. Wha... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with superpowers that develop awkwardly. At 21, you've discovered you're the first person who can teleport. It's not going well. | "Get OUT, you creep!"
My hands weren't on person, so I quickly pushed myself upright. "Sorry! Sorry, I..."
I did manage at least to get off her bed before tripping. I had gone to sleep with my blindfold on, of course. That helped a lot. And I had PJs that looked like they were from a 50's sitcom. Anything to be disar... | "Dammit, of all times. When the hell did I 'port?"
Running from a massive group of enraged females, you try to recall the past thirty seconds of pure embarrassment and confusion.
"Was it when i closed my eyes for that brief period of time? Could it have been when i locked the stall door?"
It doesn't matter now. Wha... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with superpowers that develop awkwardly. At 21, you've discovered you're the first person who can teleport. It's not going well. | I come away from the wall with a small, wet sound quite unlike anything I’ve heard before, and slump to the ground, a heap, the rush of pure, unadulterated adrenaline that coursed through me before the jump steadily settling down. I bunch up my legs and shuffle back to my bed, feeling the tears begin to come. I instinc... | "Dammit, of all times. When the hell did I 'port?"
Running from a massive group of enraged females, you try to recall the past thirty seconds of pure embarrassment and confusion.
"Was it when i closed my eyes for that brief period of time? Could it have been when i locked the stall door?"
It doesn't matter now. Wha... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with superpowers that develop awkwardly. At 21, you've discovered you're the first person who can teleport. It's not going well. | I know there are some people who can read thoughts from anywhere. I know there are some people who can hear the thoughts of the dead. I know there are some people who have abilities we can't yet understand. If you're hearing this, seeing this, understanding this, then these words are for you.
My family lives on 241 Br... | "Dammit, of all times. When the hell did I 'port?"
Running from a massive group of enraged females, you try to recall the past thirty seconds of pure embarrassment and confusion.
"Was it when i closed my eyes for that brief period of time? Could it have been when i locked the stall door?"
It doesn't matter now. Wha... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with superpowers that develop awkwardly. At 21, you've discovered you're the first person who can teleport. It's not going well. | Closing my eyes, I create a clear image of me sitting on the Maya Bay beach in Thailand, as I have many times since I first realized I may be able to teleport at the age of 13. From the photos I'd seen online, it was clear as day in my mind. Palm trees hanging over the water, casting flower-shaped shadows over the narr... | "Dammit, of all times. When the hell did I 'port?"
Running from a massive group of enraged females, you try to recall the past thirty seconds of pure embarrassment and confusion.
"Was it when i closed my eyes for that brief period of time? Could it have been when i locked the stall door?"
It doesn't matter now. Wha... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with superpowers that develop awkwardly. At 21, you've discovered you're the first person who can teleport. It's not going well. | I rolled over, wincing, as I slowly woke up - this didn't feel like my bed. This was hard, digging into my left hip as I flopped onto my back. My eyes were still closed, but I could hear voices a few feet away from me, speaking in low tones. It didn't sound right, but I couldn't quite figure out why. I paused for a few... | *sigh*.
Goddamnit.
...
I don't know where my penis is.
I hope it's OK.
Just like the Flame-kids out there, my teleportation isn't a full-body "burn" yet. It happens a piece at a time, and not with my full control.
Eventually I catch up to my hands or legs when they get ahead of me, but the waiting kills me.
I... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with superpowers that develop awkwardly. At 21, you've discovered you're the first person who can teleport. It's not going well. | Kim woke up this morning and found herself without a nose.
This had been happening with alarming frequency lately. Ever since she turned twenty-one, in fact. And it was not just the nose. Oh no, it was never just the nose.
She closed her eyes and kept still on her bed, shifting her (fully fingered, thank god) hands a... | *sigh*.
Goddamnit.
...
I don't know where my penis is.
I hope it's OK.
Just like the Flame-kids out there, my teleportation isn't a full-body "burn" yet. It happens a piece at a time, and not with my full control.
Eventually I catch up to my hands or legs when they get ahead of me, but the waiting kills me.
I... | |
[WP] Everyone is born with superpowers that develop awkwardly. At 21, you've discovered you're the first person who can teleport. It's not going well. | I come away from the wall with a small, wet sound quite unlike anything I’ve heard before, and slump to the ground, a heap, the rush of pure, unadulterated adrenaline that coursed through me before the jump steadily settling down. I bunch up my legs and shuffle back to my bed, feeling the tears begin to come. I instinc... | "Get OUT, you creep!"
My hands weren't on person, so I quickly pushed myself upright. "Sorry! Sorry, I..."
I did manage at least to get off her bed before tripping. I had gone to sleep with my blindfold on, of course. That helped a lot. And I had PJs that looked like they were from a 50's sitcom. Anything to be disar... | |
[WP] "You don't mind that I'm not...all there?" | "It's fine," James said. "You're perfect."
"You'll make me blush!" I replied. "Well, you would, if not for... Ahem. Are you really sure?"
"Entirely. Normal girls aren't for me."
"Hmm."
He leaned back in his chair. "Here," he said, laying his arm against the wooden table. "Take my hand."
I hesitated.
"... | Jane knew that this day was coming. Her husband had been in a coma for the past two months and the deadline in his living will had arrived. Knowing her impending reality and living it are different things however.
In the past two months Jane had spoken to as many people as possible about what to expect, her rabbi, la... | |
[WP] "You don't mind that I'm not...all there?" | "It's fine," James said. "You're perfect."
"You'll make me blush!" I replied. "Well, you would, if not for... Ahem. Are you really sure?"
"Entirely. Normal girls aren't for me."
"Hmm."
He leaned back in his chair. "Here," he said, laying his arm against the wooden table. "Take my hand."
I hesitated.
"... | "You don't mind that I'm not all there?"
Kathy asked him in a distressed and questioning tone.
"No, I think you are beautifuller thand the othar girls"
While his grammar was not impressive by any means, it was impressive that Peter got any words out of his mouth at all.
Just look at the kid.
He was swaying around ... | |
[WP] You are alone in the universe. Occasionally, reality conforms to what you are thinking, but nothing living or resembling living will ever form. | The flesh of men and women I took so easily for granted has proven to be my undoing. I formed a face and spent a Millenia focusing on just letting it talk, only to realize I was the voice the entire time. I sent it to the hole with the others for it to dissolve, or wherever such abhorrations go when I cast them aside.
... | I was left here by less noble creatures than I could ever have known. I've grown used to being lonely, but sometimes after a failure, it becomes too much to bear.
In the early stages of the movement entitled "The Ascent", I lived on Earth. It was old and crumbling, faltering from the burden of troublesome children. L... | |
[WP] You are alone in the universe. Occasionally, reality conforms to what you are thinking, but nothing living or resembling living will ever form. | I've seen everything. I've seen stars go nova, seen gas giants ignite, watched galaxies merge. I've seen neutron stars collide, watched the chaotic dance of planets, seen moons get ripped apart by tidal forces. When the universe gets too cold, I can make more. But it gets boring.
I mastered my god-like powers long ago... | I was left here by less noble creatures than I could ever have known. I've grown used to being lonely, but sometimes after a failure, it becomes too much to bear.
In the early stages of the movement entitled "The Ascent", I lived on Earth. It was old and crumbling, faltering from the burden of troublesome children. L... | |
[WP] A thousand years ago, this city was the jewel of the world. | "What happened to the city, dad?"
I smiled, brushing my daughter's hair out of her eyes, "We don't really know. Legends speak of a great battle that took place," I remembered the stories when I was a kid, the way my dad always told them. "That this battle decided the fate of humanity and their ancestors, that the thre... | Shimmering jade spires, marble streets exploding in every direction, pools of gold in every man's vault. Silandria stood alone in the world, an effervescent symbol of prosperity. Within its one-hundred-foot walls, one could begin to think that safety wasn't a delusion, that hunger pangs weren't a central part of the hu... | |
Sorry, title error. Im sure its obvious I meant Gordon Ramsay though. | [WP] Every inmate on death row gets a meal cooked exactly to their liking before their execution. Todays prisoner to be executed: Gordn Ramsay | Ramsay meets his end
Fugu by Jiro Ono
Master of sushi | "Who's next?" the guard asked the janitor.
"I heard that they're calling in someone from the Food Network to help"
"Really? Why don't they just... kill him?"
"I don't know man. It's a law. Must be cooked to perfection."
"But... for Ramsay?"
A cry is heard down the hall. A chef is seen running, tears streaming down... |
Sorry, title error. Im sure its obvious I meant Gordon Ramsay though. | [WP] Every inmate on death row gets a meal cooked exactly to their liking before their execution. Todays prisoner to be executed: Gordn Ramsay | The click clack of heels echoed down death row. Shiny black pumps. Black pinstripe suit. Light makeup. With two guards walking behind her.
"This is unusual. We never see the warden down here," the first guard whispered.
"I know, right? She's got balls though, coming down here," the second guard replied.
The click cl... | "ITS RAW YOU F***ING DOUGHNUT" reverberating around the concrete halls and metal bars.
A metallic clang as the plate and food hit the opposite wall, smearing potato and steak down to the floor.
Bob turned and walked to the other guard "I know he is being fussy because hes a chef and its his last meal, but hes actua... |
[WP] Humans and Aliens have had a war going on for centuries, but only the aliens are aware of it | I stare at the globe in front of me. The orb floats and continues to rotate almost mockingly. The unconquerable “Earth”. The faint glow of the sphere casts a soft light through my war room. I find myself contemplating our predicament in here more and more often.
No matter what we throw at them, no matter how hard we f... | We had come in peace. We came across the vast void to coexist with the only other living planetknown in the universe.
For a while, it had gone so well. The humans called us Mau and some even worshipped us. They praised our grace, poise, and majesty. We were all happy. We established colonies all around the world and ... | |
[WP] The Princess has been kidnapped and locked away in a hightower, guarded by a dragon. Only a brave knight can save her. Give this story a modern twist. | The princess was locked away in a tower high above,
Guarded by a dragon whose soul is rather corrupt,
Only a brave knight can save her, with his love,
The knight climbed and climbed and climbed higher up,
Up the active volcano which could any time erupt,
He reached the top and fought the dragon, so... | Sir Dedrick finished tightening up his boot strap and snapped his head up to the loud crack of the dragons roar. Before him lay the Grand Castle of Yeaton. A monument to man and all his glory. Grey covered every inch of the castle. Tiny squares of space were sprayed throughout the castle which gave insiders views to th... | |
[WP] The Princess has been kidnapped and locked away in a hightower, guarded by a dragon. Only a brave knight can save her. Give this story a modern twist. | CIA Black Site "Finch" - 0300
19 October, 2015
She was watching everything through the small slot in the door, torn between her duty and her conscious. Inside the windowless chamber a man hung from the ceiling, his arms tied to the rafters and his legs hanging limply below him, kicking feebly in one last pathetic ac... | Sir Dedrick finished tightening up his boot strap and snapped his head up to the loud crack of the dragons roar. Before him lay the Grand Castle of Yeaton. A monument to man and all his glory. Grey covered every inch of the castle. Tiny squares of space were sprayed throughout the castle which gave insiders views to th... | |
[WP] The Princess has been kidnapped and locked away in a hightower, guarded by a dragon. Only a brave knight can save her. Give this story a modern twist. | CIA Black Site "Finch" - 0300
19 October, 2015
She was watching everything through the small slot in the door, torn between her duty and her conscious. Inside the windowless chamber a man hung from the ceiling, his arms tied to the rafters and his legs hanging limply below him, kicking feebly in one last pathetic ac... | The princess was locked away in a tower high above,
Guarded by a dragon whose soul is rather corrupt,
Only a brave knight can save her, with his love,
The knight climbed and climbed and climbed higher up,
Up the active volcano which could any time erupt,
He reached the top and fought the dragon, so... | |
[WP] Everyone exhibits the traits of the song they were conceived to. You're an orphan and you've set out on a quest to find the song to which you were conceived. | The name on my birth certificate is, Girl, Brown Eyes. The nuns who ran the orphanage called me Corinn. At the age of six I demanded to be addressed as, Althea. I have no recollection of where that idea came from. It just felt right.
We were sent to public school, the other children at The Home of St. Judes and I. We ... | I set out on an adventure, An adventure that would take me accross hill and valley. Through monsters and evil, peril and love. It would be amazing. I set off and I look bravly for my song. Many other got in my way but I had no time for them. I hastened my way along the countries finding what I needed for my quest. I ba... | |
[WP] Everyone exhibits the traits of the song they were conceived to. You're an orphan and you've set out on a quest to find the song to which you were conceived. | Every child had their song. For Brad, his was a mystery.
Brad was a frail boy. The nuns at the orphanage had to sequester him away because when he was hurt he would cry for hours and hours. Bumps and scrapes and bruises that other kids would get over in a day took him weeks. The doctors didn't know what's wrong with h... | I set out on an adventure, An adventure that would take me accross hill and valley. Through monsters and evil, peril and love. It would be amazing. I set off and I look bravly for my song. Many other got in my way but I had no time for them. I hastened my way along the countries finding what I needed for my quest. I ba... | |
[WP] Everyone exhibits the traits of the song they were conceived to. You're an orphan and you've set out on a quest to find the song to which you were conceived. | Every child had their song. For Brad, his was a mystery.
Brad was a frail boy. The nuns at the orphanage had to sequester him away because when he was hurt he would cry for hours and hours. Bumps and scrapes and bruises that other kids would get over in a day took him weeks. The doctors didn't know what's wrong with h... | The name on my birth certificate is, Girl, Brown Eyes. The nuns who ran the orphanage called me Corinn. At the age of six I demanded to be addressed as, Althea. I have no recollection of where that idea came from. It just felt right.
We were sent to public school, the other children at The Home of St. Judes and I. We ... | |
[WP] Everyone exhibits the traits of the song they were conceived to. You're an orphan and you've set out on a quest to find the song to which you were conceived. | Every child had their song. For Brad, his was a mystery.
Brad was a frail boy. The nuns at the orphanage had to sequester him away because when he was hurt he would cry for hours and hours. Bumps and scrapes and bruises that other kids would get over in a day took him weeks. The doctors didn't know what's wrong with h... | It was a strange phenomenon that I had bore witness to.
It wouldn't be a far stretch to say that music was my only friend growing up, although it seemed to be a pattern with every person I had ever talked to. Perhaps it is an obvious truth considering how ubiquitous music is in our lives, but the amount of influence i... | |
[WP] A technology is invented that allows anyone and everyone to alter their appearance at will. If you can imagine a face, you can wear it. | The film buffs went for the Bradd Pitt model, the Quentin Taratino model, etc. Some Star Trek buffs tried to look like Spock, but they were (rightly) derided for being "too soon." Me, I went for the Jenna Coleman look the first time around. Then I did the Britney Spears look. (Speaking of which, you should have seen th... | "Have you guys met my girlfriend, Jennifer Lawrence?"
"No way! My girlfriend is Jennifer Lawrence!"
"Mine too!"
"How weird is it that all of us Chris Pratts got together and dated Jennifer Lawrences?"
"Not that weird, my neighbors are a couple of Jennifer Lawrences, they're really cute together! Everyone loves a Jennif... | |
[WP] You are a superhero with an evil supervillian twin sibling. For your powers to remain balanced, for every act of good you do, they must commit an equal act of evil... and you just saved their life. | I stared down at my twin sister. Her eyes had glazed and her anguished expression stayed frozen to her face. In the background, the sound of sirens and of rushing people - though near, sounded muffled and distant. She raised the gun to my head...
I was the good one you see, and she was the evil one. We were both bound... | He blinked, eyes searching through the swell of dust. The roar still lingered in his ears of the falling metal and stone. How had he survived? The moment replayed, he shouldn't be alive. The jerk to his body and lunge that wasn't his action. His plan had gone wrong him too close to the debris, a miscalculation.
The ri... | |
[WP] At 00h00 tonight, all bank accounts on earth drop to 0$. Explain what happens after. | It's funny, I didn't really notice it. I'd just graduated not too long ago, blew almost all my money on moving to a new area, and thus had almost nothing saved in my credit union to begin with. On top of it, it was my second payday at a job that gave me altogether too much money to know what to do with. Already, I was ... | Brad swiped through the Square reader. Nothing. It was pretty late, but he was wired. Actually, nervous.
Sheila stared back at him.
Actually, horny.
"So, no dessert tonight hun?", she said, eyebrows up.
Brad fumbles for a second card. A third, a fourth. Nadda.
"I think this thing is busted", Brad says, flicking th... | |
[WP] At 00h00 tonight, all bank accounts on earth drop to 0$. Explain what happens after. | It's funny, I didn't really notice it. I'd just graduated not too long ago, blew almost all my money on moving to a new area, and thus had almost nothing saved in my credit union to begin with. On top of it, it was my second payday at a job that gave me altogether too much money to know what to do with. Already, I was ... | It's true I guess, fame really is more important than money. The television stayed on with almost all the usual shows. I, like countless others, spent the first month on my couch and in front of my screens. Stuck in fear and awe and disbelief.
I woke up and turned on the telly while I brewed my tea and fed Scuttles. ... | |
[WP] At 00h00 tonight, all bank accounts on earth drop to 0$. Explain what happens after. | There once was a young man named NextGenWarrior, one night at 00h00 all bank accounts on earth dropped to $0. NextGen didn't know the difference till he turned on the TV because he was broke af anyways. | It's true I guess, fame really is more important than money. The television stayed on with almost all the usual shows. I, like countless others, spent the first month on my couch and in front of my screens. Stuck in fear and awe and disbelief.
I woke up and turned on the telly while I brewed my tea and fed Scuttles. ... | |
[WP] At 00h00 tonight, all bank accounts on earth drop to 0$. Explain what happens after. | "Ghe."
A text message from my bank had just two minutes earlier informed me that my balance was €0,00. Looking around, a few of my friends grabbed their phones and stared in bewilderment. "Hey, Lucas, are you seeing what I'm seeing?" "No, Lisa, I'm not pondering what you're pondering!", followed by a lot of laughs... | The New York trading floor fell into a stunned silence. I stared at the scrolling information like all the rest of them, the economy had quite literally just disappeared as soon as the time hit midnight. The stock brokers only stood there for a few more seconds before starting to reach for their phones or frantically t... | |
[WP] "I don't mind us connecting with our parallel Earth and all, I just wish they weren't so damn smug about being 'The Good One'!" | "The Good Earth". That's what they think they have, or at least that's what they *say* they have. They think they have it all figured out over there, that hunger is no more, all are equal, war is obsolete. It makes your heart bleed, doesn't it?
*But if you asked me, they're a bunch of deluded children who can't accept... | "You find her?" Mark asked.
Grey sat on the edge of the building, letting his legs dangle over the edge to catch the rising heat from the fires below. Apparently they had whole vehicles, dedicated to stopping fires, on their side of the portal. It made him think about what life could have been like.
"Yeah."
"And?"
... | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | Today began like any other boring day. I woke up at 6:30 AM, ate an apple, a cheese wedge, and a loaf of bread. At 8:00 AM I began standing behind the counter of my shop. Normally stand there until 8:00 PM, I walk to the tavern, eat my dinner, and go to bed. It's a simple life, one that I enjoy. Today however, was diff... | I didn't know what to say.
It was as if an aura was around this gentleman, and his lady friend.
An aura of “Don’t fuck with these people”.
I did the only thing I could do…..
“What kinda gun ya want?”
***
I stood there behind the counter, the regulars coming in and buying their weapons and ammo as I processed thei... | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | Winter has finally arrived, and it’s one of the worst in recent memory. I can hear the timbers that make up the roof of my building groaning against the weight of the wind-driven snow piling up and eventually sliding off onto the frozen streets. I’m one of the lucky ones; my shop is backed against the city walls, so ... | I didn't know what to say.
It was as if an aura was around this gentleman, and his lady friend.
An aura of “Don’t fuck with these people”.
I did the only thing I could do…..
“What kinda gun ya want?”
***
I stood there behind the counter, the regulars coming in and buying their weapons and ammo as I processed thei... | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | Today began like any other boring day. I woke up at 6:30 AM, ate an apple, a cheese wedge, and a loaf of bread. At 8:00 AM I began standing behind the counter of my shop. Normally stand there until 8:00 PM, I walk to the tavern, eat my dinner, and go to bed. It's a simple life, one that I enjoy. Today however, was diff... | As I continue to walk, stuck in place by this wall, the small bell over my humble door rings gently as an adventurer enters the shop. I do not stray from my task at hand, walking, forever walking, stuck in this wall. The clipping allows me to see her from behind the counter, although I doubt she will see more than a pa... | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | Today began like any other boring day. I woke up at 6:30 AM, ate an apple, a cheese wedge, and a loaf of bread. At 8:00 AM I began standing behind the counter of my shop. Normally stand there until 8:00 PM, I walk to the tavern, eat my dinner, and go to bed. It's a simple life, one that I enjoy. Today however, was diff... | A Haikou About Skyrim NPC Abuse
Warrior enters.
Puts a pot over my head.
All my stuff is gone. | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | "For the last time: I don't care who you are, and I don't care about your 'mission'! If you don't like the prices here, the next closest weapons shop is in Abrylone. But I doubt you'll find them any more willing to give discounts to some self-proclaimed 'chosen one'!"
You meet your fair share of high-minded adventurer... | **Day 15** *What a lovely day, the birds are singing, sun is shining.* "Hello there stranger! Can I help you find something in this big ol' town?"
The sword came down so fast that the poor man had no idea what to do, so he just stood there and took the blow, exploding into shiny rubies and sapphires which his attacker... | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | Winter has finally arrived, and it’s one of the worst in recent memory. I can hear the timbers that make up the roof of my building groaning against the weight of the wind-driven snow piling up and eventually sliding off onto the frozen streets. I’m one of the lucky ones; my shop is backed against the city walls, so ... | **Day 15** *What a lovely day, the birds are singing, sun is shining.* "Hello there stranger! Can I help you find something in this big ol' town?"
The sword came down so fast that the poor man had no idea what to do, so he just stood there and took the blow, exploding into shiny rubies and sapphires which his attacker... | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | The customer walked into my shop.
From the look of him, he was little more than a fledging adventurer. He had only a tattered cape, a leather shirt, boots that were very obviously moth eaten and a wooden sword . Or in other words, he wasn't any different from the average adventurer. Funny how they all wear the same s... | **Day 15** *What a lovely day, the birds are singing, sun is shining.* "Hello there stranger! Can I help you find something in this big ol' town?"
The sword came down so fast that the poor man had no idea what to do, so he just stood there and took the blow, exploding into shiny rubies and sapphires which his attacker... | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | So, I'm just sweeping the floor of my shop when this Courier dude walks in. He saved the town a few weeks ago when we were attacked by those escaped convicts, only reason I put up with him.
The guy walks in on a Wednesday morning, walks around the store, but its clear he isn't finding what he's looking for. That's fai... | **Day 15** *What a lovely day, the birds are singing, sun is shining.* "Hello there stranger! Can I help you find something in this big ol' town?"
The sword came down so fast that the poor man had no idea what to do, so he just stood there and took the blow, exploding into shiny rubies and sapphires which his attacker... | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | So, I'm just sweeping the floor of my shop when this Courier dude walks in. He saved the town a few weeks ago when we were attacked by those escaped convicts, only reason I put up with him.
The guy walks in on a Wednesday morning, walks around the store, but its clear he isn't finding what he's looking for. That's fai... | The customer walked into my shop.
From the look of him, he was little more than a fledging adventurer. He had only a tattered cape, a leather shirt, boots that were very obviously moth eaten and a wooden sword . Or in other words, he wasn't any different from the average adventurer. Funny how they all wear the same s... | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | So, I'm just sweeping the floor of my shop when this Courier dude walks in. He saved the town a few weeks ago when we were attacked by those escaped convicts, only reason I put up with him.
The guy walks in on a Wednesday morning, walks around the store, but its clear he isn't finding what he's looking for. That's fai... | "Oh, hello! Are you just here to browse, or--
Oh, you--you actually want to buy something! You're my first customer in ages--actually, the first one since I opened this shop! Other people have come and wandered in from time to time, but none of them bothered buying anything. That guy over there, he's been standing in ... | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | *Oh thank the gods, a player! It's been weeks*
Nothing was visible just yet. The door had opened, but the player was still loading. I was stood by a fire place, pretending to warm up. Truth was, I was boiling hot, sure I've been here for weeks. I was a co-owner of a small shop in the middle of a small thatched tow... | "Oh, hello! Are you just here to browse, or--
Oh, you--you actually want to buy something! You're my first customer in ages--actually, the first one since I opened this shop! Other people have come and wandered in from time to time, but none of them bothered buying anything. That guy over there, he's been standing in ... | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | MERCHANT: Welcome! I heard that you defeated the Behemoth! It's an honor to have you in my humble shop!
*****
[CONTINUE](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/3ri2rj/wp_you_are_an_npc_the_player_has_entered_your/cwoc6pf)
[CANCEL](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/3ri2rj/wp_you_are_an_npc_the_... | "Oh, hello! Are you just here to browse, or--
Oh, you--you actually want to buy something! You're my first customer in ages--actually, the first one since I opened this shop! Other people have come and wandered in from time to time, but none of them bothered buying anything. That guy over there, he's been standing in ... | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | The first time I met him, it had been a sunny day in the middle of the seven-hundred and fifteenth year of Faulk. He was younger then, brighter--whatever lack in the weapons and shoddy clothes he had was made up for in the ambition that coloured his eyes and in the way he so carefully counted his coins before handing t... | "Oh, hello! Are you just here to browse, or--
Oh, you--you actually want to buy something! You're my first customer in ages--actually, the first one since I opened this shop! Other people have come and wandered in from time to time, but none of them bothered buying anything. That guy over there, he's been standing in ... | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | So, I'm just sweeping the floor of my shop when this Courier dude walks in. He saved the town a few weeks ago when we were attacked by those escaped convicts, only reason I put up with him.
The guy walks in on a Wednesday morning, walks around the store, but its clear he isn't finding what he's looking for. That's fai... | Day 47: The zombies broke into Arnold's house last night and turned him. Fortunately world generation has favored my house and left a 2 block gap below my doorstep, leaving my dwelling impervious to those vile beings. It also means I can't leave for fear of not getting back in, like Harold, who did leave on day 4 and... | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | *Oh thank the gods, a player! It's been weeks*
Nothing was visible just yet. The door had opened, but the player was still loading. I was stood by a fire place, pretending to warm up. Truth was, I was boiling hot, sure I've been here for weeks. I was a co-owner of a small shop in the middle of a small thatched tow... | Day 47: The zombies broke into Arnold's house last night and turned him. Fortunately world generation has favored my house and left a 2 block gap below my doorstep, leaving my dwelling impervious to those vile beings. It also means I can't leave for fear of not getting back in, like Harold, who did leave on day 4 and... | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | MERCHANT: Welcome! I heard that you defeated the Behemoth! It's an honor to have you in my humble shop!
*****
[CONTINUE](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/3ri2rj/wp_you_are_an_npc_the_player_has_entered_your/cwoc6pf)
[CANCEL](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/3ri2rj/wp_you_are_an_npc_the_... | Day 47: The zombies broke into Arnold's house last night and turned him. Fortunately world generation has favored my house and left a 2 block gap below my doorstep, leaving my dwelling impervious to those vile beings. It also means I can't leave for fear of not getting back in, like Harold, who did leave on day 4 and... | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | The first time I met him, it had been a sunny day in the middle of the seven-hundred and fifteenth year of Faulk. He was younger then, brighter--whatever lack in the weapons and shoddy clothes he had was made up for in the ambition that coloured his eyes and in the way he so carefully counted his coins before handing t... | Day 47: The zombies broke into Arnold's house last night and turned him. Fortunately world generation has favored my house and left a 2 block gap below my doorstep, leaving my dwelling impervious to those vile beings. It also means I can't leave for fear of not getting back in, like Harold, who did leave on day 4 and... | |
[WP] You are an NPC. The Player has entered your shop/house/lair | MERCHANT: Welcome! I heard that you defeated the Behemoth! It's an honor to have you in my humble shop!
*****
[CONTINUE](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/3ri2rj/wp_you_are_an_npc_the_player_has_entered_your/cwoc6pf)
[CANCEL](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/3ri2rj/wp_you_are_an_npc_the_... | *Oh thank the gods, a player! It's been weeks*
Nothing was visible just yet. The door had opened, but the player was still loading. I was stood by a fire place, pretending to warm up. Truth was, I was boiling hot, sure I've been here for weeks. I was a co-owner of a small shop in the middle of a small thatched tow... |
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