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[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | I met her on a rainy day, and like in those old romantic movies, she was drenched and unmoving. I thought she lost someone really close to her, but it turns out she lost someone more important - herself.
The despair I held for so long was cleared even with just that distant yet warm look in her eyes. For a long time, ... | (It's been forever since I've written anything and I'm on mobile so I apologize if it's clunky or there's typos)
There's a blinding flash and a warm light surrounds my husband, filling our apartment with an intense glow. I stumble, clenching my eyes shut as the light seems to get brighter, nearly blinding me. It seem... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | Please be gentle, this is my first time posting and english isn´t my first language. Here goes:
Well... Fuck.
I mean, I was waiting for it all to come crashing down on me. But I figured it would be a bit more mundane in nature?
You know, them seeing how they could do so much better than lil´ ol´ me over here or me... | (It's been forever since I've written anything and I'm on mobile so I apologize if it's clunky or there's typos)
There's a blinding flash and a warm light surrounds my husband, filling our apartment with an intense glow. I stumble, clenching my eyes shut as the light seems to get brighter, nearly blinding me. It seem... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | “Wait, so you’re… a literal god? Why didn’t you ever tell me!!!?”
“I uhhhh, thought I lost all my powers, and memories until just now. I think… I have to go back to my duties… don’t worry, I don’t have to work a lot, we can keep our old life mostly unchanged!”
“I don’t get it… what are your… duties? Oh god, are you l... | "I- well-" I stammered, looking for the right words. She cocks her head slightly. "Well . . . I'm worried you'll leave now . . . " I said, quietly.
"Oh, my darling star," she said, stepping forward to embrace me. "Darling, I could never leave you. Not for anyone, or anything. I doubt I'll ever love again after you-"
... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | This changes nothing
That's what I kept trying to tell myself at least. It's the first thing my wife told me a month ago when she had made her discovery; that she was more than a mere human.
For the past month, I clung to those words like a drowning man to a life boat in the middle of a typhoon.
For the past mont... | "I- well-" I stammered, looking for the right words. She cocks her head slightly. "Well . . . I'm worried you'll leave now . . . " I said, quietly.
"Oh, my darling star," she said, stepping forward to embrace me. "Darling, I could never leave you. Not for anyone, or anything. I doubt I'll ever love again after you-"
... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | This changes nothing
That's what I kept trying to tell myself at least. It's the first thing my wife told me a month ago when she had made her discovery; that she was more than a mere human.
For the past month, I clung to those words like a drowning man to a life boat in the middle of a typhoon.
For the past mont... | It was boring day at work, just like every other day. Humans and their menial tasks, I will never understand what drives them to sit in an office building all day. If I wasn't undercover myself i would be right up there with Jesus and Odin as they have their arm wrestling tournament every milenia.
Time moves differen... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | "It was an accident, baby."
"You turning me into a turtle was an accident?!" I rolled my eyes, reminding myself I needed to raise my voice, since I was a turtle. "You turning me into a turtle was an accident?!"
Rachel - what I called her - began to stroke my head. The soothing brushes of her hand over my head was som... | It was boring day at work, just like every other day. Humans and their menial tasks, I will never understand what drives them to sit in an office building all day. If I wasn't undercover myself i would be right up there with Jesus and Odin as they have their arm wrestling tournament every milenia.
Time moves differen... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | I met her on a rainy day, and like in those old romantic movies, she was drenched and unmoving. I thought she lost someone really close to her, but it turns out she lost someone more important - herself.
The despair I held for so long was cleared even with just that distant yet warm look in her eyes. For a long time, ... | It was boring day at work, just like every other day. Humans and their menial tasks, I will never understand what drives them to sit in an office building all day. If I wasn't undercover myself i would be right up there with Jesus and Odin as they have their arm wrestling tournament every milenia.
Time moves differen... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | Please be gentle, this is my first time posting and english isn´t my first language. Here goes:
Well... Fuck.
I mean, I was waiting for it all to come crashing down on me. But I figured it would be a bit more mundane in nature?
You know, them seeing how they could do so much better than lil´ ol´ me over here or me... | It was boring day at work, just like every other day. Humans and their menial tasks, I will never understand what drives them to sit in an office building all day. If I wasn't undercover myself i would be right up there with Jesus and Odin as they have their arm wrestling tournament every milenia.
Time moves differen... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | This changes nothing
That's what I kept trying to tell myself at least. It's the first thing my wife told me a month ago when she had made her discovery; that she was more than a mere human.
For the past month, I clung to those words like a drowning man to a life boat in the middle of a typhoon.
For the past mont... | I loved my wife. She was my everything. But that was before the tragedy. Well to her it was a miracle. Turns out she was a goddess who got sealed away, with no memories. She was ecstatic to be free. And at first I was confused and concerned, but now I'm just sorrowful.
Over the past 2 weeks since when it first happene... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | This changes nothing
That's what I kept trying to tell myself at least. It's the first thing my wife told me a month ago when she had made her discovery; that she was more than a mere human.
For the past month, I clung to those words like a drowning man to a life boat in the middle of a typhoon.
For the past mont... | “Wait, so you’re… a literal god? Why didn’t you ever tell me!!!?”
“I uhhhh, thought I lost all my powers, and memories until just now. I think… I have to go back to my duties… don’t worry, I don’t have to work a lot, we can keep our old life mostly unchanged!”
“I don’t get it… what are your… duties? Oh god, are you l... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | I met her on a rainy day, and like in those old romantic movies, she was drenched and unmoving. I thought she lost someone really close to her, but it turns out she lost someone more important - herself.
The despair I held for so long was cleared even with just that distant yet warm look in her eyes. For a long time, ... | “Why do you want a divorce?”
“I just don’t think this marriage is going to work anymore.”
“Why? Just because I’m actually a god. So what if I can never die because I don’t age, that’s means we can spend forever together.”
“Is not that.”
“Oh really, it’s because of the super strength, isn’t it. Honey, just because I... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | Please be gentle, this is my first time posting and english isn´t my first language. Here goes:
Well... Fuck.
I mean, I was waiting for it all to come crashing down on me. But I figured it would be a bit more mundane in nature?
You know, them seeing how they could do so much better than lil´ ol´ me over here or me... | “Why do you want a divorce?”
“I just don’t think this marriage is going to work anymore.”
“Why? Just because I’m actually a god. So what if I can never die because I don’t age, that’s means we can spend forever together.”
“Is not that.”
“Oh really, it’s because of the super strength, isn’t it. Honey, just because I... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | A wild grin tugged at his face as the electricity crackled at his fingertips.
"Right? Huh?" He wiggled his fingers watching his partner's expression...but they just stared at him. "You're...not...psyched." He said and as the disappointment filled his words the sparks at his fingertips extinguished.
"I mean..." Hi... | “Why do you want a divorce?”
“I just don’t think this marriage is going to work anymore.”
“Why? Just because I’m actually a god. So what if I can never die because I don’t age, that’s means we can spend forever together.”
“Is not that.”
“Oh really, it’s because of the super strength, isn’t it. Honey, just because I... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | "The word is open to me like no other, I can see the histories long lost, remember the names of forgotten brothers, and sisters. I can rebuild the kingdom of our people into something envious of these false rulers why are you not happy beloved?"
My omnipotent, wife?
They were kind of beyond gender right now, but I'm ... | “Why do you want a divorce?”
“I just don’t think this marriage is going to work anymore.”
“Why? Just because I’m actually a god. So what if I can never die because I don’t age, that’s means we can spend forever together.”
“Is not that.”
“Oh really, it’s because of the super strength, isn’t it. Honey, just because I... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | "I don't care if you're the goddess of the sky. My uncle wants us over for Thanksgiving and it's been years since we've made it up to Wisconsin. Honey... Look..."
I sit down across from her on the couch.
"I can't say enough how much I and everyone else appreciate you fighting off the ravaging horde that came through ... | “Why do you want a divorce?”
“I just don’t think this marriage is going to work anymore.”
“Why? Just because I’m actually a god. So what if I can never die because I don’t age, that’s means we can spend forever together.”
“Is not that.”
“Oh really, it’s because of the super strength, isn’t it. Honey, just because I... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | " - How can you NOT see the damn problem, Katherine?
\- Why are you reacting like this, George? Are you scared to be married to a strong woman, as I am not your little pawn?
\- Wh-! I am not talking about that! You're saying this is normal? THIS IS BEYOND NORMAL, KATHERINE!
\- George, it's perfectly normal to be ... | “Why do you want a divorce?”
“I just don’t think this marriage is going to work anymore.”
“Why? Just because I’m actually a god. So what if I can never die because I don’t age, that’s means we can spend forever together.”
“Is not that.”
“Oh really, it’s because of the super strength, isn’t it. Honey, just because I... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | It all happened very quick. We were in an argument my wife, Sarah, and I. I saw the tiniest glint of a spiderweb descending upon her, something she was terrified of and I ran and caught and crushed it with my hand, accidentally knocking her down in the process.
It was within that single breath that Sarah knocked her ... | “Why do you want a divorce?”
“I just don’t think this marriage is going to work anymore.”
“Why? Just because I’m actually a god. So what if I can never die because I don’t age, that’s means we can spend forever together.”
“Is not that.”
“Oh really, it’s because of the super strength, isn’t it. Honey, just because I... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | Please be gentle, this is my first time posting and english isn´t my first language. Here goes:
Well... Fuck.
I mean, I was waiting for it all to come crashing down on me. But I figured it would be a bit more mundane in nature?
You know, them seeing how they could do so much better than lil´ ol´ me over here or me... | I met her on a rainy day, and like in those old romantic movies, she was drenched and unmoving. I thought she lost someone really close to her, but it turns out she lost someone more important - herself.
The despair I held for so long was cleared even with just that distant yet warm look in her eyes. For a long time, ... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | "The word is open to me like no other, I can see the histories long lost, remember the names of forgotten brothers, and sisters. I can rebuild the kingdom of our people into something envious of these false rulers why are you not happy beloved?"
My omnipotent, wife?
They were kind of beyond gender right now, but I'm ... | A wild grin tugged at his face as the electricity crackled at his fingertips.
"Right? Huh?" He wiggled his fingers watching his partner's expression...but they just stared at him. "You're...not...psyched." He said and as the disappointment filled his words the sparks at his fingertips extinguished.
"I mean..." Hi... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | What happened?
Pain.
I try to open my eyes.
I'm.. on the ground? Yes. I'm laying against our living room wall. The one that has the kitchen on the other side, the one we painted yellow a few years back. It's a nice shade of yellow.
It's so.. bright. Was there an explosion? A fire? Where is Kat? Panic sets in.
... | I look at my wife. With her glowing floating body, sitting cross-legged. It doesn't bother me so much honestly. The eight arms coming out of the side of her body is a bit much. I'm trying not to freak out but I don't think I am being unfair by being shocked, right? This is kinda a big thing to drop on a person, isn't i... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | "I mean, honey, look at the kitchen!" I guesture to the cabinets, scorched to bits, some still hanging by the remains of their metled hinges. The granite countertops are shattered. The walls look like a demo crew just went on break. "And this was because the pasta water wouldn't boil fast enough!"
"Well!" They shout, ... | I look at my wife. With her glowing floating body, sitting cross-legged. It doesn't bother me so much honestly. The eight arms coming out of the side of her body is a bit much. I'm trying not to freak out but I don't think I am being unfair by being shocked, right? This is kinda a big thing to drop on a person, isn't i... | |
[WP] Your spouse was actually an amnesiac god that had both their powers and memories sealed away years ago. Now the seal is broken and they have regained their godhood. They're curious why you're not as happy as they are about this. | “Were you angry with her?”
“Of course I was. It’s tough you know. You think you know someone and then suddenly it turns out they aren’t who you thought they were. It broke my heart. And the worst part was she couldn’t understand why I was angry. We had a massive fight. Fights in fact.”
“I can understand.”
“She could... | I look up at her as she now stands even taller than before.
"What am I supposed to do now? There is now no way that I can be supportive in your life anymore." She looks back, her divine face shining brilliantly, "What do you mean?" I can hardly face her when I speak, "Think about it. You don't need me to cook for you,... | |
[WP] A dragon was raised by a farmer and their flock of chickens. Other dragons are having a hell of a time trying to convince this dragon that they aren't just a very big chicken. | Seldon wasn’t having it.
“For the last time, NO.” he snorted a thin haze of fire out with the last word as his temper was starting to engage. It briefly ignited a small patch of grass, scattering the nearby pigs, who squealed in alarm as they scuttled away.
“I’m not flying off with the two of you on your usual eveni... | "I'm a chicken!" said blue.
"A what?" asked green.
"I only eat bugs." said blue.
"Dragons don't eat bugs. They eat sheep. They eat deer. Even people if that is what is available" said red.
"I do not. It is wasteful to eat large animals. I'm a chicken, and I only eat bugs. And grubs" said blue.
"If you want to know... | |
[WP] Many years ago you threw a coin into a wishing well and made a wish. You weren't surprised when nothing happened so you moved on with your life, unaware that the well simply had a large backlog of wishes that it needed to grant; but now as you lay on your deathbed, your wish is finally granted. | I was laying on my death bed. Thinking back on all the good times I had over the years. I had lived a life that was full. regrets I had but not enough worth mentioning. My wife sat next to me with our newborn son cradled in her arms. My only mentionable regret would be leaving my child and wife. I reached out for my wi... | I awoke with a loud gasp, clutching at my chest. I died--of that I was absolutely certain. I felt my heartbeat slow to a crawl and eventually stop. So where the hell was I?
As I looked around, I could clearly see that this definitely was not my hospital suite. I was laying in some sort of bed-pit covered in deerskins ... | |
[WP] You never pushed your limits, keeping to yourself to fly under the radar because those who stood out had to fight. You aren't a coward you just wish for a simple life and would like to keep it that way. Until you were challenged to fight to the death... you didn't hold back this time. | Most people think that the interplay of power and responsibility means that you have to put yourself in the line of danger for others, to fight monsters calling themselves men, and to defy nature's own wrath so that others might live to see another day. They want you to be a martyr, to abandon any thought of living a n... | \-Prologue-
James Jeremiah Smith was a revered U.S Marshal, tackling outlaws and bandits left and right. One night, he was on the trail of the Whiskey Broods, a feared gang in the town of Obsidian Rock, named after the large obsidian boulder in the middle of town. He tracked them down to the obsidian mines, where thei... | |
[WP] You never pushed your limits, keeping to yourself to fly under the radar because those who stood out had to fight. You aren't a coward you just wish for a simple life and would like to keep it that way. Until you were challenged to fight to the death... you didn't hold back this time. | The Gravedigger meandered through his graveyard. He grumbled at the many fresh graves as he leaned on his spade.
"The Famine has taken too many Eirenan," He groused to no one, "Soon they will look for someone to blame."
Meandering towards his hut, the emaciated man shivered at what he knew was coming.
"Shame," he gr... | \-Prologue-
James Jeremiah Smith was a revered U.S Marshal, tackling outlaws and bandits left and right. One night, he was on the trail of the Whiskey Broods, a feared gang in the town of Obsidian Rock, named after the large obsidian boulder in the middle of town. He tracked them down to the obsidian mines, where thei... | |
[WP] You never pushed your limits, keeping to yourself to fly under the radar because those who stood out had to fight. You aren't a coward you just wish for a simple life and would like to keep it that way. Until you were challenged to fight to the death... you didn't hold back this time. | The fighters are idols.
Everyone has their favorite, people bet on every fight.
There are some countries that produce many of the best fighters, and they are some of the richest and best countries of the world.
It seems as if the whole of society is centered on the arena.
But I'm not interested.
My family taught m... | \-Prologue-
James Jeremiah Smith was a revered U.S Marshal, tackling outlaws and bandits left and right. One night, he was on the trail of the Whiskey Broods, a feared gang in the town of Obsidian Rock, named after the large obsidian boulder in the middle of town. He tracked them down to the obsidian mines, where thei... | |
[WP] You never pushed your limits, keeping to yourself to fly under the radar because those who stood out had to fight. You aren't a coward you just wish for a simple life and would like to keep it that way. Until you were challenged to fight to the death... you didn't hold back this time. | Holding the pitchfork, will full of hay James gritted his teeth "All I ever wanted was a simple life, this little hobby farm, where I don't have to deal with your kind"
The Agent looked at him and shook his head "You should know better than to think the Government would let a class 5 power source just be allowed to ex... | \-Prologue-
James Jeremiah Smith was a revered U.S Marshal, tackling outlaws and bandits left and right. One night, he was on the trail of the Whiskey Broods, a feared gang in the town of Obsidian Rock, named after the large obsidian boulder in the middle of town. He tracked them down to the obsidian mines, where thei... | |
[WP] You never pushed your limits, keeping to yourself to fly under the radar because those who stood out had to fight. You aren't a coward you just wish for a simple life and would like to keep it that way. Until you were challenged to fight to the death... you didn't hold back this time. | The fighters are idols.
Everyone has their favorite, people bet on every fight.
There are some countries that produce many of the best fighters, and they are some of the richest and best countries of the world.
It seems as if the whole of society is centered on the arena.
But I'm not interested.
My family taught m... | Most people think that the interplay of power and responsibility means that you have to put yourself in the line of danger for others, to fight monsters calling themselves men, and to defy nature's own wrath so that others might live to see another day. They want you to be a martyr, to abandon any thought of living a n... | |
[WP] You never pushed your limits, keeping to yourself to fly under the radar because those who stood out had to fight. You aren't a coward you just wish for a simple life and would like to keep it that way. Until you were challenged to fight to the death... you didn't hold back this time. | The fighters are idols.
Everyone has their favorite, people bet on every fight.
There are some countries that produce many of the best fighters, and they are some of the richest and best countries of the world.
It seems as if the whole of society is centered on the arena.
But I'm not interested.
My family taught m... | The Gravedigger meandered through his graveyard. He grumbled at the many fresh graves as he leaned on his spade.
"The Famine has taken too many Eirenan," He groused to no one, "Soon they will look for someone to blame."
Meandering towards his hut, the emaciated man shivered at what he knew was coming.
"Shame," he gr... | |
[WP] You never pushed your limits, keeping to yourself to fly under the radar because those who stood out had to fight. You aren't a coward you just wish for a simple life and would like to keep it that way. Until you were challenged to fight to the death... you didn't hold back this time. | Blood rushing out the open wound where his left ear once resided, his right eye red as if every blood vessel in it were popped all at once, ribs crunching with every small movement, freshly deformed joints creaking, broken and shattered teeth, and yet he still was not ready to stop
"Ouch..."
The man, no, the *monster... | I sighed, an annoyed sigh at the 8’9 mucle piece of alien. I had just reached normal too. I glanced around at all the bystanders staring at me, a 5’8 human right next to this massive alien. Sadly, I am not a human. I glanced over at the friends I had managed to acquire, who don’t know that there are various religions s... | |
[WP] You never pushed your limits, keeping to yourself to fly under the radar because those who stood out had to fight. You aren't a coward you just wish for a simple life and would like to keep it that way. Until you were challenged to fight to the death... you didn't hold back this time. | Holding the pitchfork, will full of hay James gritted his teeth "All I ever wanted was a simple life, this little hobby farm, where I don't have to deal with your kind"
The Agent looked at him and shook his head "You should know better than to think the Government would let a class 5 power source just be allowed to ex... | I sighed, an annoyed sigh at the 8’9 mucle piece of alien. I had just reached normal too. I glanced around at all the bystanders staring at me, a 5’8 human right next to this massive alien. Sadly, I am not a human. I glanced over at the friends I had managed to acquire, who don’t know that there are various religions s... | |
[WP] You never pushed your limits, keeping to yourself to fly under the radar because those who stood out had to fight. You aren't a coward you just wish for a simple life and would like to keep it that way. Until you were challenged to fight to the death... you didn't hold back this time. | Holding the pitchfork, will full of hay James gritted his teeth "All I ever wanted was a simple life, this little hobby farm, where I don't have to deal with your kind"
The Agent looked at him and shook his head "You should know better than to think the Government would let a class 5 power source just be allowed to ex... | Blood rushing out the open wound where his left ear once resided, his right eye red as if every blood vessel in it were popped all at once, ribs crunching with every small movement, freshly deformed joints creaking, broken and shattered teeth, and yet he still was not ready to stop
"Ouch..."
The man, no, the *monster... | |
[WP] Cupid isn't a cute little bow-and-arrow weilding cherub. He's a sniper, an assassin, orchestrating all measures of meetcutes and enemies-to-lovers set ups. For the past few weeks he's been tailing you, determined to make you fall in love. It's really been quite inconvenient. | A slightly different spin on the prompt, but on reading the prompt the first line sprang to mind
“God damn it Eros” I shouted as the pellet chinked off of the wall inches from my face. As usual I didn’t expect an answer, you’d think being the god of love would mean that he’d be looking to help more than just me. Unfor... | "Stacey, huh?" Cupid looked through the clipboard file of her personality resume. She was your coffee lovin' gal, the type of next-door neighbor cutie you would find finishing her workload at a Starbucks on her sticker-decorated Macbook.
"Relationship Attempts...zero. Number of Crushes...zero, save for that one time s... | |
[WP]"Why are you just standing there and where is your uniform?! You are here to serve the demon king and we can't have someone incompetent like you, get moving!". I knew I hadn't met most of my lower-ranked generals so he must not recognize me. No matter I want to see how this will play out. | The general before me stood at least twice as tall as I was and was practically a wall of a man. His crimson armor was heavily ornamental, medals most of which I couldn't even decipher the meaning of, some sort of cape and various fine cloths fit for nobility, and some other weird choices.
Even a lower ranked general ... | I froze when I heard the general shout.
I slowly turned to look at the man, a towering wall of muscle and opulence. He was covered in medals that didn't actually exist, and his armor was covered in awful points.
He wasn't even picturesque!
"Um, me?" I asked.
"Yes you! Go get your armor and get in line!" He shouted ... | |
[WP]"Why are you just standing there and where is your uniform?! You are here to serve the demon king and we can't have someone incompetent like you, get moving!". I knew I hadn't met most of my lower-ranked generals so he must not recognize me. No matter I want to see how this will play out. | There were always those who tried to abuse their positions within my army, who ruled through fear where respect and camaraderie would better suffice. The lower-ranked general regarded me with an icy stare as he repeated his question, "Why are you just *standing there*, and *where is your uniform!?*"
He stank of corrup... | I froze when I heard the general shout.
I slowly turned to look at the man, a towering wall of muscle and opulence. He was covered in medals that didn't actually exist, and his armor was covered in awful points.
He wasn't even picturesque!
"Um, me?" I asked.
"Yes you! Go get your armor and get in line!" He shouted ... | |
[WP]"Why are you just standing there and where is your uniform?! You are here to serve the demon king and we can't have someone incompetent like you, get moving!". I knew I hadn't met most of my lower-ranked generals so he must not recognize me. No matter I want to see how this will play out. | A hulking monster made of Brimstone approached me, slowly, growling as he did so. I stopped in my tracks, curious.
As the monster grew closer, I recognized it as a low-level General. Most Generals of this rank were these types of monster. They were large, intimidating, and could pack one hell (teehee!) of a punch if t... | I froze when I heard the general shout.
I slowly turned to look at the man, a towering wall of muscle and opulence. He was covered in medals that didn't actually exist, and his armor was covered in awful points.
He wasn't even picturesque!
"Um, me?" I asked.
"Yes you! Go get your armor and get in line!" He shouted ... | |
[WP]"Why are you just standing there and where is your uniform?! You are here to serve the demon king and we can't have someone incompetent like you, get moving!". I knew I hadn't met most of my lower-ranked generals so he must not recognize me. No matter I want to see how this will play out. | "Well?! Are you deaf as well as slow, maggot?"
That idiot really doesn't recognize me. I decide to test him and have some fun while I'm at it. I snap back, "Yes and looking at your ugly mug, I wish I was blind too".
The general is taken aback, probably surprised to see a supposedly trained soldier show such a lack of... | "Why are you just standing there and where is your uniform?! You are here to serve the demon king and we can't have someone incompetent like you, get moving!"
Initially, I opened my mouth to introduce myself, he was far from the first to underestimate me as my form was not that which most considered befitting of my st... | |
[WP]"Why are you just standing there and where is your uniform?! You are here to serve the demon king and we can't have someone incompetent like you, get moving!". I knew I hadn't met most of my lower-ranked generals so he must not recognize me. No matter I want to see how this will play out. | "Why are you just standing there and where is your uniform?! You are here to serve the demon king and we can't have someone incompetent like you, get moving!"
I must admit, I froze. Could he truly not recognize me? I, the great Demon King? The Scourge of the Darklands? The Terror of the Forty Lakes? The - well, now th... | The figure was more snarling than speaking. Spittle flying from his lips with every word turning more violent and belligerent. The demon general of some meaningless rank was clad in platemail, only his bright red face and horns gave him away. His eyes glowed yellow and as he approached, with every step his claws began ... | |
[WP] At the age of 15, everyone is scanned and assigned their career for life. As an orphan, nobody expected much from you, but on your fifteenth birthday, you’re surprised when you’re assigned the position of god. | I was standing in a long queue of teenagers, my eyes fixed on a silver gate in front. All of us were dressed in a soft, cotton, pajama-like one-piece and a wooden necklace with our names written on it.
Beep, beep, beep, I could hear the scanner going, my peers getting their careers assigned to them one by one.... | “Try not to blink.”
The Detector had changed shape over the years, it had grown smaller and more portable. More available too, what with the ever growing population.
“Don’t blink, please.”
No longer was the device a series of balanced stones, an obsidian altar, brass mirrors, and crystals and sigils. Now it was a me... | |
[WP] You’re a thousand year old immortal who’s taken a teaching job. Everything was going well until one of your students started humming a song from your childhood. | "Good afternoon, everyone!" grinned Mr. Milo, setting down his coffee, "I hope everyone buckled down and completed their homework."
Milo's classroom filled with the sounds of zippers and the shuffle of papers as his students began rummaging in their backpacks for his assignment as requested. Quiet conversations were m... | The day began the same as the day before, as the tens of thousands of days before had started. Reaching his extremities to the end of his bed, Simon felt all the usual spots pop click and align, a morning ritual he dared not skip before getting up. There were no more nor less than any other day, one of the few perks ti... | |
[WP] You are an engineer specialising in repairing robotic androids, in a world where they have gained full awareness, and proclaimed their wish to co-exist with humanity, rather than wage war. Now, damaged androids keep coming to you for repairs, while referring to you as a doctor. | [Saturday. Saturday, for most people, is the calmest day of the week. The day we have off. The day to relax. I understand. It used to be like that for me too. But of course, that was before-]
Suddenly, the door opens and an android pokes her head in.
"Doctor, it's time to open the clinic"
I sigh, save my work, and g... | "How many times have I told you not to lift that many tree trunks, Gary?" I tinker with the lumberjack droid's arm, trying not to spill fluid everywhere.
"Six times, doctor. I'm sorry. I focused too much on the task and didn't notice the damage until the arm was falling off." Gary is completely calm despite his lack o... | |
[WP] You are an engineer specialising in repairing robotic androids, in a world where they have gained full awareness, and proclaimed their wish to co-exist with humanity, rather than wage war. Now, damaged androids keep coming to you for repairs, while referring to you as a doctor. | The last thing M1-K3-6825 (Mike, to his friends) could recall was trying to cross the street. His sensors had been acting up for a few weeks, but it never seemed like he had time to go get it fixed. Something had happened- something that knocked his operating system offline. As his systems slowly rebooted, he found hi... | Hello, I am an android designation number 90213-Myu-Alpha-Kappa, though I began to enjoy calling myself and being called Mac. I was born here, in the city of the future Machigan where humans and androids alike lived together in harmony.
Like many of us, I was created and subsequently began to be employed in The Factor... | |
[WP] You are an engineer specialising in repairing robotic androids, in a world where they have gained full awareness, and proclaimed their wish to co-exist with humanity, rather than wage war. Now, damaged androids keep coming to you for repairs, while referring to you as a doctor. | "Perhaps... perhaps it is finally my time." Said the andriod who'd been crushed by the loaded 650 ton construction dump truck. Most of his joints had practically ran out of hydraulic fluid and his energy core was fading quickly.
"Do not say that, while you are still here, we keep trying."
"Thank you, doctor, but I f... | Hello, I am an android designation number 90213-Myu-Alpha-Kappa, though I began to enjoy calling myself and being called Mac. I was born here, in the city of the future Machigan where humans and androids alike lived together in harmony.
Like many of us, I was created and subsequently began to be employed in The Factor... | |
[WP] The Hero and Villain finally fall and die. The Hero ends up in hell and is quite content with it. The villain ends up in Heaven and is objecting and trying to switch places with the hero | I collapsed to my knees as the weight of Orpheus' body vanished, the pain in my chest and deep within my skull vanished as well. The world felt hazy, and I took a few steps into the thick white fog that drifted around me. I squinted against the bright light that seemed to emanate from everywhere and nowhere at the same... | Conflict has always been around, ever since the beginning of the universe itself. It's the nature of life. It'll never change. And those two embodied it. Even as children, they argued, even if it was over the smallest things. As they grew, their fights did too. Devastation and destruction followed them both. It only ma... | |
[WP] The Hero and Villain finally fall and die. The Hero ends up in hell and is quite content with it. The villain ends up in Heaven and is objecting and trying to switch places with the hero | Sati was _not_ happy.
For starters, he wasn't just Sati, like a gods damned fishmonger. He was the great... No, the grand...master... Of something... Or other. Something else, in any case.
But it was as if something in the air itself kept repeating it, a constant murmur in his ear, telling him that it wasn't import... | Tristen was a humble man who always helped the poor. He was quite wealthy and successful. He never tried to make himself famous, but people still noticed him.
Felix was also very wealthy, but for very different reasons. He knew how to lie, cheat and manipulate to get his way.
The two of them ended up as roommates in ... | |
[WP] The Hero and Villain finally fall and die. The Hero ends up in hell and is quite content with it. The villain ends up in Heaven and is objecting and trying to switch places with the hero | Eternal peace. Heaven. That's where everyone wants to end up in.
But Jake wasn't meant to be there. He was the villain of the story after all - he was on the war front for the wrong side and had killed dozens of people.
But he wasn't going to look a gifted horse in the mouth.
The first thing he noticed about heav... | Tristen was a humble man who always helped the poor. He was quite wealthy and successful. He never tried to make himself famous, but people still noticed him.
Felix was also very wealthy, but for very different reasons. He knew how to lie, cheat and manipulate to get his way.
The two of them ended up as roommates in ... | |
[WP] Every time you cooked over a campfire, you would throw some food into the fire as an offering to the gods. One evening, just as you're about to perform your little campfire ritual, you hear a voice behind you say "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." | Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise. Bullshit, absolute bullshit, I think to myself. I’ve been living a long time, rich and poor. Lemme tell ya, health, wealth, all that jazz, it just comes down to luck. Luck is all it is and all it ever will be don’t let anyone else fool you. True, I am... | The first thing you picked up on was the voice. Partly because you had absolutely no clue it was watching till it spoke, but mostly because of how it sounded. It was like the voices of many, layered and slightly out of sync, brought together to speak for this one thing.
You’re second point of interest was the feet. T... | |
[WP] Every time you cooked over a campfire, you would throw some food into the fire as an offering to the gods. One evening, just as you're about to perform your little campfire ritual, you hear a voice behind you say "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." | The sound of crackling leaves was subdued by the crackling of the campfire. Behind the sweet smell of smoke was the smell of grass and earth, carried by the cold, crisp autumn air. But the sky was warm, a mix of reds and oranges surrounding the sun and fading out in purples and pinks.
When I was little, my mother and ... | The first thing you picked up on was the voice. Partly because you had absolutely no clue it was watching till it spoke, but mostly because of how it sounded. It was like the voices of many, layered and slightly out of sync, brought together to speak for this one thing.
You’re second point of interest was the feet. T... | |
[WP] Every time you cooked over a campfire, you would throw some food into the fire as an offering to the gods. One evening, just as you're about to perform your little campfire ritual, you hear a voice behind you say "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." | It was silent, I liked silent, that's why I camped so much. I read somewhere that you should always offer a bit of food into your Campfire, it's an offer to the gods, I thought it was just a hox, but one night I found myself doing it, and I just went with it, I didn't mind, it was never much.
One night, my final night... | The first thing you picked up on was the voice. Partly because you had absolutely no clue it was watching till it spoke, but mostly because of how it sounded. It was like the voices of many, layered and slightly out of sync, brought together to speak for this one thing.
You’re second point of interest was the feet. T... | |
[WP] Every time you cooked over a campfire, you would throw some food into the fire as an offering to the gods. One evening, just as you're about to perform your little campfire ritual, you hear a voice behind you say "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." | Jalla tossed another chunk of meat onto the fire and sat back on her overturned log with a huff. She was never a fan of camping, but sometimes magic couldn't take you where you wanted to go. At times like this, you had to rely on yourself. She gnawed on her own piece of jerky as a shadowy figure manifested beside her a... | The first thing you picked up on was the voice. Partly because you had absolutely no clue it was watching till it spoke, but mostly because of how it sounded. It was like the voices of many, layered and slightly out of sync, brought together to speak for this one thing.
You’re second point of interest was the feet. T... | |
[WP] Every time you cooked over a campfire, you would throw some food into the fire as an offering to the gods. One evening, just as you're about to perform your little campfire ritual, you hear a voice behind you say "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." | The sound of crackling leaves was subdued by the crackling of the campfire. Behind the sweet smell of smoke was the smell of grass and earth, carried by the cold, crisp autumn air. But the sky was warm, a mix of reds and oranges surrounding the sun and fading out in purples and pinks.
When I was little, my mother and ... | Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise. Bullshit, absolute bullshit, I think to myself. I’ve been living a long time, rich and poor. Lemme tell ya, health, wealth, all that jazz, it just comes down to luck. Luck is all it is and all it ever will be don’t let anyone else fool you. True, I am... | |
[WP] Every time you cooked over a campfire, you would throw some food into the fire as an offering to the gods. One evening, just as you're about to perform your little campfire ritual, you hear a voice behind you say "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." | It was silent, I liked silent, that's why I camped so much. I read somewhere that you should always offer a bit of food into your Campfire, it's an offer to the gods, I thought it was just a hox, but one night I found myself doing it, and I just went with it, I didn't mind, it was never much.
One night, my final night... | Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise. Bullshit, absolute bullshit, I think to myself. I’ve been living a long time, rich and poor. Lemme tell ya, health, wealth, all that jazz, it just comes down to luck. Luck is all it is and all it ever will be don’t let anyone else fool you. True, I am... | |
[WP] Every time you cooked over a campfire, you would throw some food into the fire as an offering to the gods. One evening, just as you're about to perform your little campfire ritual, you hear a voice behind you say "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." | Jalla tossed another chunk of meat onto the fire and sat back on her overturned log with a huff. She was never a fan of camping, but sometimes magic couldn't take you where you wanted to go. At times like this, you had to rely on yourself. She gnawed on her own piece of jerky as a shadowy figure manifested beside her a... | Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise. Bullshit, absolute bullshit, I think to myself. I’ve been living a long time, rich and poor. Lemme tell ya, health, wealth, all that jazz, it just comes down to luck. Luck is all it is and all it ever will be don’t let anyone else fool you. True, I am... | |
[WP] Every time you cooked over a campfire, you would throw some food into the fire as an offering to the gods. One evening, just as you're about to perform your little campfire ritual, you hear a voice behind you say "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." | The sound of crackling leaves was subdued by the crackling of the campfire. Behind the sweet smell of smoke was the smell of grass and earth, carried by the cold, crisp autumn air. But the sky was warm, a mix of reds and oranges surrounding the sun and fading out in purples and pinks.
When I was little, my mother and ... | I've long forgotten how long ago the war happened. We thought we'd be wiped clean in nuclear fire. We definitely tried, I remember the radio talking about the impacts as they got the reports.
But I guess we came to our senses. Someone stopped pushing the button. I do remember the counts. Thirteen hit here in the Stat... | |
[WP] Every time you cooked over a campfire, you would throw some food into the fire as an offering to the gods. One evening, just as you're about to perform your little campfire ritual, you hear a voice behind you say "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." | It was silent, I liked silent, that's why I camped so much. I read somewhere that you should always offer a bit of food into your Campfire, it's an offer to the gods, I thought it was just a hox, but one night I found myself doing it, and I just went with it, I didn't mind, it was never much.
One night, my final night... | I've long forgotten how long ago the war happened. We thought we'd be wiped clean in nuclear fire. We definitely tried, I remember the radio talking about the impacts as they got the reports.
But I guess we came to our senses. Someone stopped pushing the button. I do remember the counts. Thirteen hit here in the Stat... | |
[WP] Every time you cooked over a campfire, you would throw some food into the fire as an offering to the gods. One evening, just as you're about to perform your little campfire ritual, you hear a voice behind you say "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." | Jalla tossed another chunk of meat onto the fire and sat back on her overturned log with a huff. She was never a fan of camping, but sometimes magic couldn't take you where you wanted to go. At times like this, you had to rely on yourself. She gnawed on her own piece of jerky as a shadowy figure manifested beside her a... | I've long forgotten how long ago the war happened. We thought we'd be wiped clean in nuclear fire. We definitely tried, I remember the radio talking about the impacts as they got the reports.
But I guess we came to our senses. Someone stopped pushing the button. I do remember the counts. Thirteen hit here in the Stat... | |
[WP] Every time you cooked over a campfire, you would throw some food into the fire as an offering to the gods. One evening, just as you're about to perform your little campfire ritual, you hear a voice behind you say "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." | A man sat in the woods, face and chest enveloped by the orange glow of the flame before him, all other sides of him in darkness. Crickets roared and owls crooned from tall trees, creating a soothing environment for the man as he unzipped his maroon-soaked knapsack and pulled out a slab of raw deer meat.
Fresh. The man... | [Wip] Usually when I prepare my food I make extra for whatever God or upper being wants my food. As I had finished making my food I threw the extras into the fire and started to eat my own portion, "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." I wiped my head around looking for whoever was talking, not se... | |
[WP] Every time you cooked over a campfire, you would throw some food into the fire as an offering to the gods. One evening, just as you're about to perform your little campfire ritual, you hear a voice behind you say "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." | Edit: This is literally my first time to write for fun, so constructive criticism is appreciated!
Another normal night was in the works. Cooking over the campfire has been my nightly ritual since I started squatting in these woods three months ago. The people in the nearest village warned me not to come here; they say... | [Wip] Usually when I prepare my food I make extra for whatever God or upper being wants my food. As I had finished making my food I threw the extras into the fire and started to eat my own portion, "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." I wiped my head around looking for whoever was talking, not se... | |
[WP] Every time you cooked over a campfire, you would throw some food into the fire as an offering to the gods. One evening, just as you're about to perform your little campfire ritual, you hear a voice behind you say "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." | "May you accept this humble offering, oh gods, and watch over me on my travels," I said quietly as I a piece of meat into the fire and bit into the rest.
"You know," a gravely voice suddenly rang out behind me, "I prefer my meat *un*\-burnt."
I darted upwards and turned to see whoever spoke; it was rare for anyone to... | Full moons and wide open plains have always had a certain serenity to which the city could never compare. Out here, in the dark and cold, Ember felt lighter than a feather. The horses added to that as they pushed her around but that was their job and hers was to guide them and the carriage south.
Winter’s edge had st... | |
[WP] Every time you cooked over a campfire, you would throw some food into the fire as an offering to the gods. One evening, just as you're about to perform your little campfire ritual, you hear a voice behind you say "You know, I would very much prefer my food un-burnt." | There’s not enough sunlight for the trees to grow as they once did. They’re short, stubby things now. They’re like children deficient of vitamins, their spines curved, life-expectancy reduced.
All the same, trees do grow again in this corpse of a city. They broke through the ancient concrete like fists battering layer... | I plucked the marshmallow from the bag and gave it several firm squeezes, as I felt its springy texture roll between my thumb and fingers. Satisfied with the moment of sensory bliss, I attached it to the end of my poker and extended it over the coals.
The fire was at the perfect temperature. I was always fussy ... | |
[WP] You're an orc tired of raiding humans to steal their delicious food, so you decide to become the first orc chef! | Me Ugg, two g's. No forget. You tired of going after them hoommies and being stabbed at just for a bit of a snack? Well, what if Ugg tell yous there's better ways?
Me intru..untro... Me shows yous how you toos can be hecking good at this food thing!
Me was once like yous, getting hungry, not had good meal in ages. B... | I started experimenting in my cave, mixing different ingredients together to create something new. At first, I was just throwing ingredients together, but soon I was able to create dishes that tasted almost as good as the humans. I was even able to teach some of the other orcs how to cook.
However, my success came wit... | |
[WP] “Destroy my enemies! And my life is yours.” | An awkward moment passes. And then another. And another.
I am one of the finest assassins of my order. I have been trained to see with my ears and hear with my feet. We are, all of us, death incarnate. I can hear the tightening of a bowstring or the unsheathing of a sword at enough distance that hitting me with eithe... | The spirit Vengeance is not idle. While the mortal it's bound to sleeps, when Johnny dreams, Vengeance slips away unnoticed.
It searches, seeks the wronged among us. It homes in on that sense of injustice, that helpless rage. It stokes the fires of indignity until they are white-hot, whispering, urging. Offering.
*Yo... | |
[WP] It's your first time inside the dungeon. everyone told you to kill monsters on sight. but so far, the monsters have all been really nice. This Goblin just gifted you an apple. | Holding the red beauty in my hand, I pondered of what it could entail. Was it poison? Surely not? All the tales depicted this little green monsters as nothing more than barbarian. Yet, if not that then why deliver such a gift to the very species that stomp on your territory for pure slaughter of your people. For the li... | As I entered the dungeon for the first time
I was filled with fear and doubt
Everyone had warned me
To kill the monsters on sight, without a doubt
But as I ventured deeper
Into the dark and dreary halls
I found that the monsters I met
Were all quite nice, and not at all
The first to greet me was a goblin
With a sly a... | |
[WP] It's your first time inside the dungeon. everyone told you to kill monsters on sight. but so far, the monsters have all been really nice. This Goblin just gifted you an apple. | (Roughly inspired by the world of Undertale)
Everyone knows the tale of The War Between Humans And Monsters.
Human and monster-kind used to live in harmony, once upon a time. Until one day, monsters discovered a terrible and awesome power— they learned they could take a human’s SOUL, and become a powerful beast, unma... | As I entered the dungeon for the first time
I was filled with fear and doubt
Everyone had warned me
To kill the monsters on sight, without a doubt
But as I ventured deeper
Into the dark and dreary halls
I found that the monsters I met
Were all quite nice, and not at all
The first to greet me was a goblin
With a sly a... | |
[WP] It's your first time inside the dungeon. everyone told you to kill monsters on sight. but so far, the monsters have all been really nice. This Goblin just gifted you an apple. | "Er... thank you?"
"No problem, Mr. New Person sir! Would you like a tour of our cave, to see what is to be seen here?"
"....I don't see why not?"
"Then come along, come along! I always do appreciate when someone comes here and doesn't try to kill us, you know."
"...people often come here to try to kill you."
"Oh,... | As I entered the dungeon for the first time
I was filled with fear and doubt
Everyone had warned me
To kill the monsters on sight, without a doubt
But as I ventured deeper
Into the dark and dreary halls
I found that the monsters I met
Were all quite nice, and not at all
The first to greet me was a goblin
With a sly a... | |
[WP] It's your first time inside the dungeon. everyone told you to kill monsters on sight. but so far, the monsters have all been really nice. This Goblin just gifted you an apple. | Holding the red beauty in my hand, I pondered of what it could entail. Was it poison? Surely not? All the tales depicted this little green monsters as nothing more than barbarian. Yet, if not that then why deliver such a gift to the very species that stomp on your territory for pure slaughter of your people. For the li... | Sighing, I look upon his innocently smiling face, and remove it from him - along with the rest of his head.
I move on through the dungeon, chopping and blitzing and stabbing and impaling my way through every room. It’s surprisingly easy.
At least a half hour after pocketing the apple, I enter a room, and freeze as th... | |
[WP] It's your first time inside the dungeon. everyone told you to kill monsters on sight. but so far, the monsters have all been really nice. This Goblin just gifted you an apple. | "Er... thank you?"
"No problem, Mr. New Person sir! Would you like a tour of our cave, to see what is to be seen here?"
"....I don't see why not?"
"Then come along, come along! I always do appreciate when someone comes here and doesn't try to kill us, you know."
"...people often come here to try to kill you."
"Oh,... | As I stepped around the cluster of burning charcoal that lit one of the cookpots, something clasped onto my wrist and wouldn't let go.
"Etchu, etchu", one of the goblins drawled, pulling me closer to towards where 'it' -- for want of a better descriptor -- was seated. Three goblins were sitting next to this particular... | |
[WP] It's your first time inside the dungeon. everyone told you to kill monsters on sight. but so far, the monsters have all been really nice. This Goblin just gifted you an apple. | "Bennet, I have something you should look over."
*Bennet looked up from his paperwork as his brother unceremoniously dropped a bronze bound adventurer's log on his desk. He considered questioning it, but then remembered that his brother only ever brought him things that needed to be handled, sighing, he neatly stacked... | As I stepped around the cluster of burning charcoal that lit one of the cookpots, something clasped onto my wrist and wouldn't let go.
"Etchu, etchu", one of the goblins drawled, pulling me closer to towards where 'it' -- for want of a better descriptor -- was seated. Three goblins were sitting next to this particular... | |
[WP] It's your first time inside the dungeon. everyone told you to kill monsters on sight. but so far, the monsters have all been really nice. This Goblin just gifted you an apple. | It was your first time entering the dungeon, and you were feeling nervous. Everyone had told you to kill the monsters on sight, but so far, the monsters you had encountered had all been surprisingly nice.
As you made your way deeper into the dungeon, you came across a Goblin. It looked at you with its beady eyes, and ... | As I stood there, dagger and shortsword in hand, the little goblin came up to me and left me an apple. It spoke in heavily accented Shai. 'Mr. Adventurer, is gift for you, as me is.' It pointed to itself, and displayed a row of shark-like teeth. It touched its own chest with its index finger, and spoke softly. 'I be ca... | |
[WP] It's your first time inside the dungeon. everyone told you to kill monsters on sight. but so far, the monsters have all been really nice. This Goblin just gifted you an apple. | My heart raced as I stepped through the entrance of the dungeon I had never been in before. Everyone had warned me—kill the monsters on sight. But so far, that seemed to be the exact opposite of what was happening.
The first monster I encountered was a Goblin. He gave me a friendly smile and reached out his hand, hold... | As I stood there, dagger and shortsword in hand, the little goblin came up to me and left me an apple. It spoke in heavily accented Shai. 'Mr. Adventurer, is gift for you, as me is.' It pointed to itself, and displayed a row of shark-like teeth. It touched its own chest with its index finger, and spoke softly. 'I be ca... | |
[WP] It's your first time inside the dungeon. everyone told you to kill monsters on sight. but so far, the monsters have all been really nice. This Goblin just gifted you an apple. | "Why can't I go through with this? Just decapitate the bastard for XP and move on!"
Simple words for complex actions. Adam considered this as his blade rested mere millimeters from the neck of a plump goblin. The glint of Adam's gnarled teeth and the goblin's round yellow eyes were the only light sources in an other-s... | As I stood there, dagger and shortsword in hand, the little goblin came up to me and left me an apple. It spoke in heavily accented Shai. 'Mr. Adventurer, is gift for you, as me is.' It pointed to itself, and displayed a row of shark-like teeth. It touched its own chest with its index finger, and spoke softly. 'I be ca... | |
[WP] It's your first time inside the dungeon. everyone told you to kill monsters on sight. but so far, the monsters have all been really nice. This Goblin just gifted you an apple. | "Why can't I go through with this? Just decapitate the bastard for XP and move on!"
Simple words for complex actions. Adam considered this as his blade rested mere millimeters from the neck of a plump goblin. The glint of Adam's gnarled teeth and the goblin's round yellow eyes were the only light sources in an other-s... | It was your first time entering the dungeon, and you were feeling nervous. Everyone had told you to kill the monsters on sight, but so far, the monsters you had encountered had all been surprisingly nice.
As you made your way deeper into the dungeon, you came across a Goblin. It looked at you with its beady eyes, and ... | |
[WP] It's your first time inside the dungeon. everyone told you to kill monsters on sight. but so far, the monsters have all been really nice. This Goblin just gifted you an apple. | "Why can't I go through with this? Just decapitate the bastard for XP and move on!"
Simple words for complex actions. Adam considered this as his blade rested mere millimeters from the neck of a plump goblin. The glint of Adam's gnarled teeth and the goblin's round yellow eyes were the only light sources in an other-s... | My heart raced as I stepped through the entrance of the dungeon I had never been in before. Everyone had warned me—kill the monsters on sight. But so far, that seemed to be the exact opposite of what was happening.
The first monster I encountered was a Goblin. He gave me a friendly smile and reached out his hand, hold... | |
[WP] It's your first time inside the dungeon. everyone told you to kill monsters on sight. but so far, the monsters have all been really nice. This Goblin just gifted you an apple. | "Why can't I go through with this? Just decapitate the bastard for XP and move on!"
Simple words for complex actions. Adam considered this as his blade rested mere millimeters from the neck of a plump goblin. The glint of Adam's gnarled teeth and the goblin's round yellow eyes were the only light sources in an other-s... | Henry's breathing echoed inside his helmet as he crept down the cave. He held his short sword before him, carrying in his other hand a tar-soaked torch that cast a warm glow upon the rough stone walls and damp floor. This was but a low-level dungeon, but it was Henry's first foray, and he took every precaution. No mons... | |
Write about an event or situation from two completely different points of view. How do the character's interpretations of the events differ? In what ways do they coincide? Is either version the truth, or does it lie somewhere in between? Just some questions to consider or disregard as you wish.
Have fun! | [WP] From a certain point of view... | Every Sunday morning at nine o’clock, I watched Mr. Buridan stroll lazily into the grocery store. His usual visit became the highlight of my otherwise bleak part-time job emptying and refilling dispensers and sweeping aisles at my local Albertsons.
The man’s a hero. In actuality, I don’t even know his name. After a fe... | "Yes, it was dusk. I could see the red hue through the trees. What? I didn't have a watch. Or Phone. No, I've never owned one. Yes, yes, I do have a phone, I meant a watch, I've never owned a watch, I left the phone in the cabin.
Look, I just knew it was dusk alright. That meant it must have been eight thirty, it g... |
Write about an event or situation from two completely different points of view. How do the character's interpretations of the events differ? In what ways do they coincide? Is either version the truth, or does it lie somewhere in between? Just some questions to consider or disregard as you wish.
Have fun! | [WP] From a certain point of view... | Every Sunday morning at nine o’clock, I watched Mr. Buridan stroll lazily into the grocery store. His usual visit became the highlight of my otherwise bleak part-time job emptying and refilling dispensers and sweeping aisles at my local Albertsons.
The man’s a hero. In actuality, I don’t even know his name. After a fe... | Robert sat in his chair in front of his mirror-covered wall as he waited for Maitlin to return. He loved the frames of the mirrors, and loved, sometimes, breaking the mirrors to piece them back together, or mix and match pieces to create abstract wholes. The reason he most greatly enjoyed breaking mirrors, however, was... |
[WP]Contrary to popular belief, you, the bad guy, aren’t the strongest person in the world. That title goes to your favorite loveable, bumbling henchman. | "I'm not strong enough."
I muttered it to myself, glancing over my plans. Destroying the Golden Shield would take a bit more power than I could muster. Alone, I could probably take down sixty five percent of it. With my minions helping me, I could make it nearly ninety. It was close, but I didn't want any remnants.
"... | "You mean to tell me," the Siren spits, "that this bumbling buffoon, is more powerful than I?" Insulted, she glares her eyes at you, her pupils turning to a sliver, dividing her iris in half. Fumbling with your words, you manage to nod your head. The Siren sits back in her throne of bones, appearing to relax into her ... | |
[WP] In the distant future, Humanity has sent thousands of colony ships to populate nearby worlds, the populous kept in suspended animation until the onboard AI deems a nearby planet habitable. One ship was knocked off course, the populous awaken 500,000 years after they began their journey. | The pod opened, to the chimes of HAL's voice coming through the speakers. "Habitable planet found and partial terraforming complete. Hello, Dave."
David Josiah Edelstein's eyes fluttered awake, as the fluids to stimulate unsuspension flooded his body. "Good day to you, Hal." He clutched his head as the blood returned ... | *This is sorta like a prequel to* [this](https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/yw9ndk/comment/iwjq4c3/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) *although not directly*
**LOCATION REACHED. LANDING SOON.**
**ENGAGING AWAKENING PROTOCOL.**
The voice of the AI echoed throughout the halls of the sh... | |
[WP] In the distant future, Humanity has sent thousands of colony ships to populate nearby worlds, the populous kept in suspended animation until the onboard AI deems a nearby planet habitable. One ship was knocked off course, the populous awaken 500,000 years after they began their journey. | The pod opened, to the chimes of HAL's voice coming through the speakers. "Habitable planet found and partial terraforming complete. Hello, Dave."
David Josiah Edelstein's eyes fluttered awake, as the fluids to stimulate unsuspension flooded his body. "Good day to you, Hal." He clutched his head as the blood returned ... | I felt air blow on my face, and heard the woosh as the door opened. My mind was still foggy from the hibernation, but I could think clear enough to know it was time. For the first time ever, humanity was about to colonize another solar system. I stepped out of the pod, and looked around. Out of the dozen pods in this r... | |
[WP] You are an estranged supervillain with seemingly endless powers. The heroes fear you for that, however, your actual superpower is gaining powers by eating various types of cheese. | The sky darkened as I descended upon the innocent hospital. Gale force winds blew off the door and let the roaring rains in as I levitated past the desk clerk, into the back. No one dared stop me, no hero would dare answer a cry for help. I stopped at the room of the person I was looking for. The only one that had dare... | I desperately need to find a new bacteria to ferment this milk, yet I also need to make sure it won’t kill me- I MUST keep them on their toes or I will lose this battle. But what am I supposed to do after Winnimere? You know how long it took me to get my hands on Winnimere? Do you have any fathomable idea how EXPENSIVE... | |
[WP] You are an estranged supervillain with seemingly endless powers. The heroes fear you for that, however, your actual superpower is gaining powers by eating various types of cheese. | The sky darkened as I descended upon the innocent hospital. Gale force winds blew off the door and let the roaring rains in as I levitated past the desk clerk, into the back. No one dared stop me, no hero would dare answer a cry for help. I stopped at the room of the person I was looking for. The only one that had dare... | Once upon a time, there was a supervillain named Jack who was feared by all the heroes in the land. Jack had an endless array of powers that he had acquired over the years, and no one seemed to be able to stop him.
However, what the heroes didn't know was that Jack's true superpower was his ability to gain new p... | |
[WP] You are an estranged supervillain with seemingly endless powers. The heroes fear you for that, however, your actual superpower is gaining powers by eating various types of cheese. | I have always been lactose intolerant, so I have a lot of diarrhea. And it's a lot of diarrhea. I'll be honest with you, it is not fun at all. It is very... splashy.
But it's worth it. It tastes so good, I can't help myself. And don't even get me started on superpowers. I just wish one of those superpowers could be to... | Once upon a time, there was a supervillain named Jack who was feared by all the heroes in the land. Jack had an endless array of powers that he had acquired over the years, and no one seemed to be able to stop him.
However, what the heroes didn't know was that Jack's true superpower was his ability to gain new p... | |
[WP] The Zombie Apocalypse lasts less than a week because it turns out a lot of people were waiting for an excuse to use all the guns they've been buying. You are the last zombie. Good luck! | Crap crap crap crap
My heart wasn't pounding in my chest and my adrenaline wasn't shooting through me, and yet I was panacking.
I don't know if you've ever thought about what fear would feel like when there's no biological responses active, but it sucks. Picture knowing that if you don't act you will die, but you don... | It all started on a Monday morning. The news reports were filled with stories of people turning into zombies overnight. People panicked and rushed to the stores to stock up on supplies. By the next day, the streets were filled with gun-toting citizens ready to take down any zombie that came their way.
I was one of the... | |
[WP] The Zombie Apocalypse lasts less than a week because it turns out a lot of people were waiting for an excuse to use all the guns they've been buying. You are the last zombie. Good luck! | Have you ever heard of the Dunning Kruger effect? The idea that there’s this kind of sweet spot where someone knows enough about a subject to be informed but not enough to realize that they’re completely misinformed? I think that’s why zombies kind of have always sucked in media, so I guess good job on Romero for that—... | It all started on a Monday morning. The news reports were filled with stories of people turning into zombies overnight. People panicked and rushed to the stores to stock up on supplies. By the next day, the streets were filled with gun-toting citizens ready to take down any zombie that came their way.
I was one of the... | |
[WP] The Zombie Apocalypse lasts less than a week because it turns out a lot of people were waiting for an excuse to use all the guns they've been buying. You are the last zombie. Good luck! | Have you ever heard of the Dunning Kruger effect? The idea that there’s this kind of sweet spot where someone knows enough about a subject to be informed but not enough to realize that they’re completely misinformed? I think that’s why zombies kind of have always sucked in media, so I guess good job on Romero for that—... | Crap crap crap crap
My heart wasn't pounding in my chest and my adrenaline wasn't shooting through me, and yet I was panacking.
I don't know if you've ever thought about what fear would feel like when there's no biological responses active, but it sucks. Picture knowing that if you don't act you will die, but you don... | |
[WP] As a thief called Alyssa, you can’t be blamed for mishearing your client say “Steal the moon, Alyssa” instead of their actual request to “Steal the Mona Lisa” | The girl had hands that could steal anything. Sometimes she didn't notice they'd done it. The girl had hands that would steal anything. A watch from a man's coat pocket, a ladies purse and apple from the stall. All found their way via her clever hands into her own pockets. They were large hands for such a small girl, s... | Alyssa was a seasoned thief, with a reputation for taking on the most daring and seemingly impossible heists. So when the Godfather himself approached her with a job, she didn't hesitate for a moment. The money he offered was too good to pass up, and the promise of security and financial success for her entire family s... | |
[WP] “Common it’s not that weird” you say, “Not that weird- YOURE MARRIED TO A WAR GODDESS” your sibling shouted at the Christmas dinner | “So, how did you two meet?” Mom asked, looking between us. I blushed and rubbed my neck as Maki’s face reddened with a suppressed grin. “Remember when I hopped on a plane and volunteered for that war?”
“On the first day?!” Mom asked in shock. “No, it was actually his third week at the siege in Baltaro.” Maki answered.... | \[Dinner. Ruined?\]
"Yeah, and?" Bruin met his little brother's eyes across the table. He tilted his head to the left at his wife sitting next to him. "Minerva is behaving herself better than you are right now. She's dressed beautifully for the occasion and she even helped mom in the kitchen."
"Thank you again... | |
[WP] “Common it’s not that weird” you say, “Not that weird- YOURE MARRIED TO A WAR GODDESS” your sibling shouted at the Christmas dinner | “So, how did you two meet?” Mom asked, looking between us. I blushed and rubbed my neck as Maki’s face reddened with a suppressed grin. “Remember when I hopped on a plane and volunteered for that war?”
“On the first day?!” Mom asked in shock. “No, it was actually his third week at the siege in Baltaro.” Maki answered.... | “Well at least ***my wife*** doesn’t sleep with half the neighborhood!” The whole room went silent, had I gone too far? Nah.
“Gina… is that true?”
“… I’m sorry Ken, but I wouldn’t have to look elsewhere if you weren’t always at work! You never help with the kids, or spend any time with me…”
“Well *I’m sorry* for bei... | |
[WP] Everybody knows about Santa's toy workshop in the North Pole. Less talked about are the lower-class elves who slave away in the South Pole's coal mines, gathering the rocks to fill the stockings of naughty children. | **The Unterkin Manifesto**
*Brothers and sisters. A new dawn sits peacefully at the edge of our minds, holding its ground, and waiting for the moment that the Unterkin, our people, discover it. To reach this dawn, we must pass through the fire of revolt, the triumph of revolution, and the joy of victory. But against w... | Everyone likes to think of Santa as a jolly old man. Someone who only spreads joy and wonder to children around the world. But the truth is, like any organization that becomes too big, corruption is not far behind.
Jeff Bezos. Mark Zuckerberg. Elon Musk. Santa Claus. All the best at what they do. And all their empires... | |
[WP] Everybody knows about Santa's toy workshop in the North Pole. Less talked about are the lower-class elves who slave away in the South Pole's coal mines, gathering the rocks to fill the stockings of naughty children. | **The Unterkin Manifesto**
*Brothers and sisters. A new dawn sits peacefully at the edge of our minds, holding its ground, and waiting for the moment that the Unterkin, our people, discover it. To reach this dawn, we must pass through the fire of revolt, the triumph of revolution, and the joy of victory. But against w... | Everybody knows about Santa's toy workshop in the North Pole. Less talked about are the lower-class elves who slave away in the South Pole's coal mines, gathering the rocks to fill the stockings of naughty children.
The working conditions in the mines were barely tolerable. It was hot, filthy and generally unpleasant.... | |
[WP] Everybody knows about Santa's toy workshop in the North Pole. Less talked about are the lower-class elves who slave away in the South Pole's coal mines, gathering the rocks to fill the stockings of naughty children. | *Crack.*
The overseer smacked his whip, and the elves shuddered against their shackles. Fifty souls, with black brands on their faces with the number "19" on them. All had grime on their faces, welts on their shoulders, raw knees, and bloodied feet. It it wasn't from the beating it was from the work itself.
"Shift ni... | For these diminutive diggers, Christmas comes way too soon, and too often. Coal mining is a filthy, grueling job, with low pay, and safety violations so common, many elves risk permanent disability from years of exposure to this “black gold”. Worse still, elves are required to buy their green felt uniforms, and it is t... | |
[WP] The hallucinations of people you see aren't Schizophrenia, but spirits who have latched onto you. After they agree to glow green for easy differentiation, life has been rather fun. They are nice, give free conseling, free classes, and defend their turf (you) well against evil spirits. | Christmas Eve had wrapped the world in green and white. Snow drifts and garlands, lights twinkling in the shop windows around artificial evergreens. Once or twice a minute I heard excited little screams from the ice skaters in the park; city council had contrived a little fairyland there, and children wheeled around th... | After years of psychological testing, my doctor's best description of my pathology was "weird."
I agreed. This was weird indeed. All of it was. I was okay with it though. I've been called weird countless times by everyone in school including the teachers. I'll settle for weird any day over that other sickness Dr. Aza... | |
[WP] The human lifespan is the lowest in the galaxy. That alone is why they are the most dangerous. | I met a dying man for the first time when I was 4000 suns old, somewhere on the fringes of a forgotten galaxy. I remember it in brief flashes of colors and conversations; memories upon memories slip inevitably into the tides of time. Still, I remember it was a beautiful sky. Endlessly black, bruised by the bloodstreams... | “Humans are so weak, can’t even accomplish one thing in their lifetime.” Lo snickers.
“That’s what makes them so dangerous, we get millions of years to mature, it takes atleast 5000 years for us to simply choose our career.” the queen of the house explains. “They simply know how to choose their career already at 18 bec... | |
[WP] The human lifespan is the lowest in the galaxy. That alone is why they are the most dangerous. | "A lifetime is of achievement in just under 100 years...." doctor Arkengarth said. Most cuil considered dying at 500 to be infant death. Most people called "earth" the "rock of infant death" since longevity seemed to only be present in some plants.
However here stood the fleet of 1000000 human warships full of humani... | “Humans are so weak, can’t even accomplish one thing in their lifetime.” Lo snickers.
“That’s what makes them so dangerous, we get millions of years to mature, it takes atleast 5000 years for us to simply choose our career.” the queen of the house explains. “They simply know how to choose their career already at 18 bec... | |
[WP] The human lifespan is the lowest in the galaxy. That alone is why they are the most dangerous. | When Krell had first heard about the humans of the Sol System, his first instinct had been one of pity. It seemed a cruel twist of fate that a species should evolve the necessary intelligence and understanding to leave their world behind and journey to the stars; yet be cursed with so short a lifespan they could never ... | "I don't understand, Captain. Why do we fear humans? They live such short lives-"
"Exactly, Lieutenant," the Captain said. "For you and I, we can expect to live a couple thousand years-any injury we get, we have to deal with for the rest of that time. Any grudges we have, we have hundreds of years to get over it. We g... | |
[WP] A world where suicide is not only socially acceptable, but is the norm. | Over the past 60 years, many of my friends and close ones have committed suicide at a relatively young age. Out of all of my childhood friends, only six of us are left. Four have made plans they intend on carrying out soon, and the other one has been hospitalized for his attempt. His children plan on taking him off ... | Logan's Run. | |
[WP] A world where suicide is not only socially acceptable, but is the norm. | As the world became more populated, the norms of death shifted. The earth gasped for breath and heaved underneath the terrible burden that she could barely sustain. One generation, watching the last generation cling to life on ventilators that ran on the energy that could be powering lights in a school, came to decide... | Logan's Run. | |
[WP] A world where suicide is not only socially acceptable, but is the norm. | As the world became more populated, the norms of death shifted. The earth gasped for breath and heaved underneath the terrible burden that she could barely sustain. One generation, watching the last generation cling to life on ventilators that ran on the energy that could be powering lights in a school, came to decide... | Over the past 60 years, many of my friends and close ones have committed suicide at a relatively young age. Out of all of my childhood friends, only six of us are left. Four have made plans they intend on carrying out soon, and the other one has been hospitalized for his attempt. His children plan on taking him off ... | |
Watched an interview with Seth MacFarlane about a bunch of things like marketing yourself as a writer/animator, writers' rooms, etc, and it got me thinking, once again, about writing spec scripts instead of...nothing at all. So I thought this might be a fun topic for those people out there who'd love to write for TV on... | [WP] Change a TV show's genre to Horror and/or add a Giant Monster to it | **What's Rockin' Rockefeller?**
Open to Jenna Maroney and Liz Lemon walking down a hallway.
Jenna: Liz, do you think I'm fat?
Liz: Jenna, we've been over this.
Jenna: Oh, you're too kind, but I know that I'm not the little toothpick that Mickey Rourke used to pick the panties from the mouth of his giant sex robot a... | The Walking Dead is already a horror show. |
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