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In case of confusion, a deus ex machina (from [Wikipedia](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deus_ex_machina)) is a plot device whereby a seemingly unsolvable problem is suddenly and abruptly resolved by the contrived and unexpected intervention of some new event, character, abilit... | [WP] Build up a tense scene, then destroy it with a deus ex machina. | People do like themselves a good show, Jacob thought to himself. Or at least, that's likely what his rational mind probably would've been thinking if it could get a word in edgewise. If he was thinking the way he normally would, Jacob might have a lot to say about the group of people beneath his precarious ledge at the... | I know the edge is close behind me, but I'm helpless and back a little closer to it.
"HA!! YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD JUST WALK AWAY?" screamed Amy.
She was all I thought I wanted in life at one time. I poured years into pursing her until she relented and went out on a date with me. Then came a whirlwind romance, and ... |
Make it as cheesy or poignant at you like.
In case of confusion, a deus ex machina (from [Wikipedia](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deus_ex_machina)) is a plot device whereby a seemingly unsolvable problem is suddenly and abruptly resolved by the contrived and unexpected intervention of some new event, character, abilit... | [WP] Build up a tense scene, then destroy it with a deus ex machina. | People do like themselves a good show, Jacob thought to himself. Or at least, that's likely what his rational mind probably would've been thinking if it could get a word in edgewise. If he was thinking the way he normally would, Jacob might have a lot to say about the group of people beneath his precarious ledge at the... | The gun wavered there. I knew I had one chance. "Don't do it man" Brian shook his head "It's over, She chose you. I just...I can't live with what I did to get her." I shook my head, Brian had been my best friend since kindergarten and I couldn't just leave him to kill himself and leave me with Jennifer. My voice tremb... |
Make it as cheesy or poignant at you like.
In case of confusion, a deus ex machina (from [Wikipedia](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deus_ex_machina)) is a plot device whereby a seemingly unsolvable problem is suddenly and abruptly resolved by the contrived and unexpected intervention of some new event, character, abilit... | [WP] Build up a tense scene, then destroy it with a deus ex machina. | I held my breath for so long I thought my chest would explode. I could not let him hear me. If he did, it was all over.
Footsteps approached the door. They were drawn out, deliberate and slow. He was torturing me, I knew it. I heard the key slot into the door and rattle around a bit. The door creaked upon as he clear... | The gun wavered there. I knew I had one chance. "Don't do it man" Brian shook his head "It's over, She chose you. I just...I can't live with what I did to get her." I shook my head, Brian had been my best friend since kindergarten and I couldn't just leave him to kill himself and leave me with Jennifer. My voice tremb... |
Make it as cheesy or poignant at you like.
In case of confusion, a deus ex machina (from [Wikipedia](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deus_ex_machina)) is a plot device whereby a seemingly unsolvable problem is suddenly and abruptly resolved by the contrived and unexpected intervention of some new event, character, abilit... | [WP] Build up a tense scene, then destroy it with a deus ex machina. | Cody gripped his glass tightly. He could feel the sweat roll down his neck. It stuck to his shirt collar and stung. Time was running out. He could feel the room beginning to spin as the revelers continued on without notice. The night was young for them, but Cody knew it would soon come to an end for him.
He had failed... | The gun wavered there. I knew I had one chance. "Don't do it man" Brian shook his head "It's over, She chose you. I just...I can't live with what I did to get her." I shook my head, Brian had been my best friend since kindergarten and I couldn't just leave him to kill himself and leave me with Jennifer. My voice tremb... |
Make it as cheesy or poignant at you like.
In case of confusion, a deus ex machina (from [Wikipedia](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deus_ex_machina)) is a plot device whereby a seemingly unsolvable problem is suddenly and abruptly resolved by the contrived and unexpected intervention of some new event, character, abilit... | [WP] Build up a tense scene, then destroy it with a deus ex machina. | People do like themselves a good show, Jacob thought to himself. Or at least, that's likely what his rational mind probably would've been thinking if it could get a word in edgewise. If he was thinking the way he normally would, Jacob might have a lot to say about the group of people beneath his precarious ledge at the... | I had made it half way. I was over the border, finally. The raging thirst in my mouth was the only thing keeping me going.
I needed water, and that's when i saw a cart in the distance, driving around. This was the first sign of humans i'd seen in days, and the first sign of hope i'd seen in years. I waved and they sp... |
Make it as cheesy or poignant at you like.
In case of confusion, a deus ex machina (from [Wikipedia](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deus_ex_machina)) is a plot device whereby a seemingly unsolvable problem is suddenly and abruptly resolved by the contrived and unexpected intervention of some new event, character, abilit... | [WP] Build up a tense scene, then destroy it with a deus ex machina. | Cody gripped his glass tightly. He could feel the sweat roll down his neck. It stuck to his shirt collar and stung. Time was running out. He could feel the room beginning to spin as the revelers continued on without notice. The night was young for them, but Cody knew it would soon come to an end for him.
He had failed... | I held my breath for so long I thought my chest would explode. I could not let him hear me. If he did, it was all over.
Footsteps approached the door. They were drawn out, deliberate and slow. He was torturing me, I knew it. I heard the key slot into the door and rattle around a bit. The door creaked upon as he clear... |
Make it as cheesy or poignant at you like.
In case of confusion, a deus ex machina (from [Wikipedia](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deus_ex_machina)) is a plot device whereby a seemingly unsolvable problem is suddenly and abruptly resolved by the contrived and unexpected intervention of some new event, character, abilit... | [WP] Build up a tense scene, then destroy it with a deus ex machina. | Click.
Click.
Click.
One minute.
As the timer counted down the last few minutes of his life, Agent John Parsons felt the cold barrel of the gun against the side of his temple.
"What is the bloody passcode, Parsons?"
Thirty seconds. Parsons knew that revealing the passcode would compromise the safety of the entire... | I have one (x-post, /r/oneparagraph):
Four children. A yard. Maybe I'll plant sunflowers. She's a party-planner. Not necessarily by occupation, but she loves to make others feel special. I'm doing something technical. I worked hard to earn my position, but my strong jawline and quick jokes helped along the way. Money... |
Make it as cheesy or poignant at you like.
In case of confusion, a deus ex machina (from [Wikipedia](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deus_ex_machina)) is a plot device whereby a seemingly unsolvable problem is suddenly and abruptly resolved by the contrived and unexpected intervention of some new event, character, abilit... | [WP] Build up a tense scene, then destroy it with a deus ex machina. | "Are you fucking crazy!" Tomas yelled at the the stranger in his living room. The house reeked of gasoline, promising an inferno. The stranger simply smiled, in one hand a pistol pointed at Tom's head and in the other a Zippo lighter.
"Do you see what happens Tom!?" The man screamed. The manic smile never quite leavi... | I have one (x-post, /r/oneparagraph):
Four children. A yard. Maybe I'll plant sunflowers. She's a party-planner. Not necessarily by occupation, but she loves to make others feel special. I'm doing something technical. I worked hard to earn my position, but my strong jawline and quick jokes helped along the way. Money... |
Make it as cheesy or poignant at you like.
In case of confusion, a deus ex machina (from [Wikipedia](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deus_ex_machina)) is a plot device whereby a seemingly unsolvable problem is suddenly and abruptly resolved by the contrived and unexpected intervention of some new event, character, abilit... | [WP] Build up a tense scene, then destroy it with a deus ex machina. | "Are you fucking crazy!" Tomas yelled at the the stranger in his living room. The house reeked of gasoline, promising an inferno. The stranger simply smiled, in one hand a pistol pointed at Tom's head and in the other a Zippo lighter.
"Do you see what happens Tom!?" The man screamed. The manic smile never quite leavi... | The Chase had gone on for five long years.
I looked over my shoulder as I was running, "Run son, faster, FASTER", they were behind me, all of them.
I saw a building, "John head for the building, I'll hold them off." I did not know how I would do that, I had nothing with me.
John ran on as he heard the screams of his ... |
Who/What is making the toilet flush?
| [WP] As you go to bed you hear the toilet flushing. You live alone... | I whipped my head toward the empty hallway.
*No, that can't be right...*
The familiar flush of my toilet sounded again. I grabbed a curtain rod from the corner of my room and headed down the hall.
*You're probably hallucinating. That's all.*
I slowly opened the bathroom door and looked in to find...nothing. There w... | I had just started to close my eyes when I heard it. Water running down my toilet and through the pipes of the house. I opened my eyes, straining from the need of sleep and made my way down the stairs. I walked toward the bathroom and saw nothing there. I realized my toilets had finally fixed themselves. |
Who/What is making the toilet flush?
| [WP] As you go to bed you hear the toilet flushing. You live alone... | I whipped my head toward the empty hallway.
*No, that can't be right...*
The familiar flush of my toilet sounded again. I grabbed a curtain rod from the corner of my room and headed down the hall.
*You're probably hallucinating. That's all.*
I slowly opened the bathroom door and looked in to find...nothing. There w... | As the water drained so did my sanity. I leapt from my bed and dashed for the back door, all of my hairs standing on edge as I felt the presence of hell itself on my heels. I forbade the sliding glass-door from withholding my person and with a loud thump and crash I was through it and across my lawn and over the three-... |
[WP] The story of an Immortal who doesn't want to die | Begging. I am reduced to begging. Some change here or maybe a bill from stranger stricken by his guilt over our disparities. My wealth doubles from his guilt while his falters imperceptibly. His dollar buys my existence; it buys his pack of chewing gum. I may be able to afford gloves; he may be two cigarettes shor... | When he was twenty-four, Robert Gander died. Three minutes later he came back to life. There was no supernatural or religious reason for this. He simply was immortal. Robert did not accept this until he was 97 and didn't look a day over 24. He then became a traveler. A citizen of the world as he once told me. He would... | |
[WP] The story of an Immortal who doesn't want to die | "Go for it, Sara. Ok, I have to go now. Bye bye now."
I love humans. Not in a fatherly way, or in a "I will save you with my love" kind of way, but in an actual way. I love them like you love your steaks.
Because you wonder about it all the time, how it feels to be inmortal. And you often say that you would get tir... | I sat at the corner of Main and 5th in this danky little one stop light town for a few hours wanting the day to hurry and pass by. Got there about half past noon with the sun sitting high. I had just done it again. Another damn funeral of someone I grew close too, but damn, it sure as hell felt good. Better them than m... | |
[WP] The story of an Immortal who doesn't want to die | "You know I was there when they killed him," Turin glanced out the viewport of the stations cafeteria.
All the pilots lifted their heads from their meals. They lifted alloy plates off metal tables and surrounded him.
"Well?" Cheryl looked expectantly at Turin.
They didn't understand. These fucking pilots. They're ne... | The heat felt good on his face as the white sun rose. He crawled out of his tattered excuse of a bed, he groaned as his muscles fought him when he tried to move them ! Oh how he longed for the comfort of a feathered pillow, a decent nights sleep, hell even a warm night would have done. It was all gone now, many aeons a... | |
[WP] The story of an Immortal who doesn't want to die | I've been here so long. How many steps was I given on the earth's face and how many of them were stolen? I walk the barren waste lands of this planet, dark canyons to dying mountains, and there's nothing left of it but gray sky. It's reached the end. The sun is shrinking by the day, and soon it will swallow this planet... | The heat felt good on his face as the white sun rose. He crawled out of his tattered excuse of a bed, he groaned as his muscles fought him when he tried to move them ! Oh how he longed for the comfort of a feathered pillow, a decent nights sleep, hell even a warm night would have done. It was all gone now, many aeons a... | |
[WP] The story of an Immortal who doesn't want to die | An electric arm picked up a teddy bear and placed it neatly on the corner of a bed. The arm slowly retracted itself back into the wall with the screech of several servo motors. Above the arm a screen lit up and a face appeared.
"Hi friend, I'm Lunor," said the face. "How are you?"
The teddy bear sat there quietly.
... | The heat felt good on his face as the white sun rose. He crawled out of his tattered excuse of a bed, he groaned as his muscles fought him when he tried to move them ! Oh how he longed for the comfort of a feathered pillow, a decent nights sleep, hell even a warm night would have done. It was all gone now, many aeons a... | |
[WP] The story of an Immortal who doesn't want to die | An electric arm picked up a teddy bear and placed it neatly on the corner of a bed. The arm slowly retracted itself back into the wall with the screech of several servo motors. Above the arm a screen lit up and a face appeared.
"Hi friend, I'm Lunor," said the face. "How are you?"
The teddy bear sat there quietly.
... | I've been here so long. How many steps was I given on the earth's face and how many of them were stolen? I walk the barren waste lands of this planet, dark canyons to dying mountains, and there's nothing left of it but gray sky. It's reached the end. The sun is shrinking by the day, and soon it will swallow this planet... | |
[WP]: A time traveller gets into trouble for misunderstanding a word whose meaning has changed over time | She is the President of the New World Republic and I...
...I am a naked guy. In her private residence. She does not appear to be impressed...I MEAN AMUSED! She might be impressed, I don't know.
I'll back up a bit - I can do that, you see, because I am, in fact, a time traveler. Well, in this instance I wont *actually... | "Gentlemen of this fine municipal constabulary! You are the gayest group of men I have ever met!" | |
Allow me to explain. Whatever you write may be as long as you like, but the event of the story itself must occur within the span of three seconds. You can write about the reaction to the three seconds themselves, or the reactions which occured DURING the three seconds... but a three-second event must me the focal point... | [WP] Write about three seconds. | "How fast is it?"
"You'll hardly feel a thing, I promise." It didn't assure me. I felt stupid, does it even matter afterwards?
"Are you absolutely sure there's no one to call? A friend? A school mate?" He pressed on. He relieved me of my IV tubing and I noticed he was still wearing his mask again.
"There's no one ... | As I thought about it in that second, I knew it was the right thing to do. No matter the repercussions, I had to do this. No matter how many innocent people got hurt, I had to make this decision.
The next second was the hardest. My hand reached for the button and I started to doubt myself. What about all the children?... |
Allow me to explain. Whatever you write may be as long as you like, but the event of the story itself must occur within the span of three seconds. You can write about the reaction to the three seconds themselves, or the reactions which occured DURING the three seconds... but a three-second event must me the focal point... | [WP] Write about three seconds. | "How fast is it?"
"You'll hardly feel a thing, I promise." It didn't assure me. I felt stupid, does it even matter afterwards?
"Are you absolutely sure there's no one to call? A friend? A school mate?" He pressed on. He relieved me of my IV tubing and I noticed he was still wearing his mask again.
"There's no one ... | Did you know that there are more connections in your brain than there are atoms in the universe? It's true. If you don't believe it, you've obviously never been shot in the chest. If you had been shot in the chest, like I was about a half-second ago, you would know what's it's like to have all of those connections firi... |
Allow me to explain. Whatever you write may be as long as you like, but the event of the story itself must occur within the span of three seconds. You can write about the reaction to the three seconds themselves, or the reactions which occured DURING the three seconds... but a three-second event must me the focal point... | [WP] Write about three seconds. | "How fast is it?"
"You'll hardly feel a thing, I promise." It didn't assure me. I felt stupid, does it even matter afterwards?
"Are you absolutely sure there's no one to call? A friend? A school mate?" He pressed on. He relieved me of my IV tubing and I noticed he was still wearing his mask again.
"There's no one ... | ... is coming into the office tomorrow, and I guess Paul will have to fix the kids' dinner again. Paul is such a trooper, always ready to step up, especially with how busy I've been this year.
“I don't love you, I'm moving in with Sarah”
What??!? No, but I, I mean, ...
|
Allow me to explain. Whatever you write may be as long as you like, but the event of the story itself must occur within the span of three seconds. You can write about the reaction to the three seconds themselves, or the reactions which occured DURING the three seconds... but a three-second event must me the focal point... | [WP] Write about three seconds. | The eyes of the nation stared, unblinking. Confusion, conjecture, postulation, and assumption filled the minds of the viewing audience. Television screens all tuned to different channels, each broadcasting the same series of images. A trail of flame, falling debris, and a running ticker reading, "Plane Hits World Trade... | It's always those three seconds that last the longest; the three seconds that take away the universe. Each second is dedicated to something terrible.
The first second is the moment I realize what I must do, and that I start doing it. I start removing the universe. All the pain, suffering, death and torment, it has to ... |
Aliens are confident they can easily conquer and/or enslave Earth. Their confidence wanes when faced with the other sentient species on the planet, the ones that *really* don't like their home being invaded. (vampire, werewolf, fae, anything!) | [WP] Invading aliens are confronted with humanity's supernatural allies. | 'We'll have to talk to them after this, you know.' Antoine said, pulling his hand out of the torso of the thing he had killed. Sergev nodded. It was true. Things couldn't go back to the way they were. Not after this.
'We shouldn't have waited so long in the first place.' answered Sergev. 'Had we acted sooner we could h... | There was actually a book like this called Out of the Dark. It's written by David Weber. |
Aliens are confident they can easily conquer and/or enslave Earth. Their confidence wanes when faced with the other sentient species on the planet, the ones that *really* don't like their home being invaded. (vampire, werewolf, fae, anything!) | [WP] Invading aliens are confronted with humanity's supernatural allies. | Miska'l Wyvri qiin Taala would have been known to it's friends as Wy, but it didn't really have any. The closest it got was comrades, and they all addressed it formally as Miska'l, it's official title as leader of the armada. At this point in time, the Miska'l was in something of a state of disgrace; it's last complia... | There was actually a book like this called Out of the Dark. It's written by David Weber. |
Aliens are confident they can easily conquer and/or enslave Earth. Their confidence wanes when faced with the other sentient species on the planet, the ones that *really* don't like their home being invaded. (vampire, werewolf, fae, anything!) | [WP] Invading aliens are confronted with humanity's supernatural allies. | Miska'l Wyvri qiin Taala would have been known to it's friends as Wy, but it didn't really have any. The closest it got was comrades, and they all addressed it formally as Miska'l, it's official title as leader of the armada. At this point in time, the Miska'l was in something of a state of disgrace; it's last complia... | 'We'll have to talk to them after this, you know.' Antoine said, pulling his hand out of the torso of the thing he had killed. Sergev nodded. It was true. Things couldn't go back to the way they were. Not after this.
'We shouldn't have waited so long in the first place.' answered Sergev. 'Had we acted sooner we could h... |
Why? Are they too perfect? Too suspicious something *has* to be wrong with them? Why are they deserving of your dumping? | [WP] You're breaking up with the perfect SO. | Ok, hi. Yes, thank you. I know, I *had* been looking at just this purse only last week! It's so nice that you remember. You always remember. I can't say that you don't.
It's just.... look. What? My ear? There's something in my... oh, haha, it's a Sephora gift card! Wow. Haha. In my ear. Yes, I know you've taken up pre... | The sun was shining brightly as we sat on the park bench. It was a beautiful afternoon with a warm breeze and the lake was mirror still save a couple paddling off in the distance.
"I love our picnics, I didn't know if I could pull off the bento boxes," she says as she puts her hand on my knee.
Instinctively I ... |
Why? Are they too perfect? Too suspicious something *has* to be wrong with them? Why are they deserving of your dumping? | [WP] You're breaking up with the perfect SO. | He blinks, and I wonder if it's possible to blink more perfectly than that.
He smiles gently, and I wonder if he sees me like I see him.
He leans forward, and my breath is stolen. For a moment, I can think of nothing.
With shaking hands, I reach out and clasp his pale hands in mine. Their weak grip is foreign and ho... | The sun was shining brightly as we sat on the park bench. It was a beautiful afternoon with a warm breeze and the lake was mirror still save a couple paddling off in the distance.
"I love our picnics, I didn't know if I could pull off the bento boxes," she says as she puts her hand on my knee.
Instinctively I ... |
Why? Are they too perfect? Too suspicious something *has* to be wrong with them? Why are they deserving of your dumping? | [WP] You're breaking up with the perfect SO. | Ok, hi. Yes, thank you. I know, I *had* been looking at just this purse only last week! It's so nice that you remember. You always remember. I can't say that you don't.
It's just.... look. What? My ear? There's something in my... oh, haha, it's a Sephora gift card! Wow. Haha. In my ear. Yes, I know you've taken up pre... | There she was again, always sitting in that fucking chair. Everyday when he gets home from work there she is.
"The problem, you fucking bitch, is that you're perfect! You're to, mother fucking perfect!"
He lurched across the room and ripped her from her chair, her stitches pulling and tearing, all those parts that ... |
Why? Are they too perfect? Too suspicious something *has* to be wrong with them? Why are they deserving of your dumping? | [WP] You're breaking up with the perfect SO. | He blinks, and I wonder if it's possible to blink more perfectly than that.
He smiles gently, and I wonder if he sees me like I see him.
He leans forward, and my breath is stolen. For a moment, I can think of nothing.
With shaking hands, I reach out and clasp his pale hands in mine. Their weak grip is foreign and ho... | There she was again, always sitting in that fucking chair. Everyday when he gets home from work there she is.
"The problem, you fucking bitch, is that you're perfect! You're to, mother fucking perfect!"
He lurched across the room and ripped her from her chair, her stitches pulling and tearing, all those parts that ... |
Why? Are they too perfect? Too suspicious something *has* to be wrong with them? Why are they deserving of your dumping? | [WP] You're breaking up with the perfect SO. | Ok, hi. Yes, thank you. I know, I *had* been looking at just this purse only last week! It's so nice that you remember. You always remember. I can't say that you don't.
It's just.... look. What? My ear? There's something in my... oh, haha, it's a Sephora gift card! Wow. Haha. In my ear. Yes, I know you've taken up pre... | I look into her eyes...they've always been that unique gold color. There really wasn't another way to describe it. The sunlight could tread in them for hours, letting her irises absorb its color. I breath her in, her scent was constant; warm laundry and cinnamon. Her grin hasn't left her face. She still holds a toothy... |
Why? Are they too perfect? Too suspicious something *has* to be wrong with them? Why are they deserving of your dumping? | [WP] You're breaking up with the perfect SO. | He blinks, and I wonder if it's possible to blink more perfectly than that.
He smiles gently, and I wonder if he sees me like I see him.
He leans forward, and my breath is stolen. For a moment, I can think of nothing.
With shaking hands, I reach out and clasp his pale hands in mine. Their weak grip is foreign and ho... | I look into her eyes...they've always been that unique gold color. There really wasn't another way to describe it. The sunlight could tread in them for hours, letting her irises absorb its color. I breath her in, her scent was constant; warm laundry and cinnamon. Her grin hasn't left her face. She still holds a toothy... |
Why? Are they too perfect? Too suspicious something *has* to be wrong with them? Why are they deserving of your dumping? | [WP] You're breaking up with the perfect SO. | Ok, hi. Yes, thank you. I know, I *had* been looking at just this purse only last week! It's so nice that you remember. You always remember. I can't say that you don't.
It's just.... look. What? My ear? There's something in my... oh, haha, it's a Sephora gift card! Wow. Haha. In my ear. Yes, I know you've taken up pre... | I look at her from across the table, she's looks beautiful as always...too beautiful I've noticed that with her, it's the stolen glances that are the best. The ones where she doesn't think anyone is watching, and she loses herself in her own little world. I sigh breaking my train of thought, oh wait she's smiling at me... |
-037 | [WP] A strange man knows a worrying amount about you. He’s here to help. | I'm not sure what I did that morning, and it wouldn't be right if I even speculated. I don't even remember walking on the train that morning or sitting down. I didn't know who was sitting next to me besides a man with a coat on with a hat and a hood. But all of a sudden the man to my right pulls out a legal pad and wri... | Might write something later, but this reminded me of Doctor Who for some reason. |
-037 | [WP] A strange man knows a worrying amount about you. He’s here to help. | ‘James! James!’ the man called out as he alighted the E train at Forest Hills/71st Ave, his eyes scanning rapidly for someone. I looked his way from across the platform where I was waiting for the transfer to the F. I didn’t know him. His overcoat was rumpled and his hair blazed the color of the F train’s signature or... | Might write something later, but this reminded me of Doctor Who for some reason. |
[WP]A villain concocts an elaborate plan while overlooking a much simpler, more obvious, and elegant solution | Villanio Villanus was concocting his best plan yet. "I must have the painting!" He screeched over the sound of the various machinery sounds that played over the radio in his laboratory. "I need it, or the western wall of my bedroom will be bare and throw the whole room into disarray!"
Dredge peeked his head around the... | [meta] Wouldn't this just be the Joker doing anything, overlooking "just shoot the SOB"?
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[WP]A villain concocts an elaborate plan while overlooking a much simpler, more obvious, and elegant solution | He rustled about in his giant blueprints of ginormous plans to conquer the lesser known world with an sinister grin and an maniacal chuckle. His wiry grey strands of hair swim about in front of his face. "Aha!" This is the one. His greatest creation, the epitome of everything that could be, will be, or is evil. Even ... | [meta] Wouldn't this just be the Joker doing anything, overlooking "just shoot the SOB"?
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Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | I hope it's not too late to post here. Sorry.
*Sustenance- appears to use the same orifice for consumption of energy, communication, respiration.*
Gil looked up from his holo-notes at his subjects. He twiddled a dial on the side of his helmet, and zoomed in on the aliens, as they ate flaps of what appeared to be o... | She would take what she learned back to her people, and then she would die a lingering death. On the whole, it seemed fitting. Her children were grown, her grandchildren healthy. Finding information on these alien monsters was the best thing she could do for their future.
She could make out the sounds, a base rumble ... |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | I hope it's not too late to post here. Sorry.
*Sustenance- appears to use the same orifice for consumption of energy, communication, respiration.*
Gil looked up from his holo-notes at his subjects. He twiddled a dial on the side of his helmet, and zoomed in on the aliens, as they ate flaps of what appeared to be o... | The titans. That is the name we have given them. They came in from the skies and dropped straight down. They wield powerful magicks and can mold the world in their favor. Already, the world is being casted into a world fit for them. They are destroying our lands and building monuments in their favor. These giants rage ... |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | Man, is everyone just suggesting things that the story could be and not actually writing? This is a story I want to hear! (And one I can't write myself because I'm busy with work) | Enders Game? |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | I hope it's not too late to post here. Sorry.
*Sustenance- appears to use the same orifice for consumption of energy, communication, respiration.*
Gil looked up from his holo-notes at his subjects. He twiddled a dial on the side of his helmet, and zoomed in on the aliens, as they ate flaps of what appeared to be o... | Enders Game? |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | Watching the news go on and on about the new planet, John let out a sigh. All the channels had picked up the story. It was in sector QZ1462 that the discovery was made. Rubbing his temples he leans forward over the table. It wasn’t a physical pain he was trying to push away. It was a dark soul destroying pain. Wo... | Enders Game? |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | Taurel and the Olympians
The object had come from the sky and touched down not far from where she was. The explosion killed two of her companions. The suit she wore was in desperate need of a patch, lest the radiation kill her. She stumbled across the desert floor desperately searching through the wreckage of their v... | Enders Game? |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | I'm kind of reminded of that episode of Doctor Who where we find out there are lizard people living underground on Earth. Of course, this idea can run in a bunch of different directions, and I'd love to see if somebody responds to the prompt!
Edit: Grammar is hard. | Enders Game? |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | Please forgive any errors as I wrote this on my phone.
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Gralk was frightened. He had only meant to come up to the overworld to witness these 'Oomans' for himself, but he was trapped. He tried to force the branch off his lower locomotive muscle ridges but he was stuck fast. It had began a few months ago when the yo... | Enders Game? |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | "Activity in sector seven."
"Pull it up now!"
Across the brightly lit room, a screen as thin as paper materialized and began streaming video feed of a blue, cloudy, and peaceful sky. A shadow began to move across the land, and a vibration shook the soil down to the bedrock. The desks and chairs in the underground cav... | Enders Game? |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | I really have to stop misreading this subreddit as World News, I almost shit my pants. | Enders Game? |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | I hope it's not too late to post here. Sorry.
*Sustenance- appears to use the same orifice for consumption of energy, communication, respiration.*
Gil looked up from his holo-notes at his subjects. He twiddled a dial on the side of his helmet, and zoomed in on the aliens, as they ate flaps of what appeared to be o... | "Mama, who are they?" small scaled hands tug at a larger figure in the dark.
Silence.
How can this be happening? This thing that we feared, this thing that I crave; these creatures inhabit it, relish it, bask in it?
"Mama will they hurt us?" The mother clutches her child.
I turn away.
They will hurt us.
They will fin... |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | I hope it's not too late to post here. Sorry.
*Sustenance- appears to use the same orifice for consumption of energy, communication, respiration.*
Gil looked up from his holo-notes at his subjects. He twiddled a dial on the side of his helmet, and zoomed in on the aliens, as they ate flaps of what appeared to be o... | Once they were out of sight of the ship and the Captain, Bender took off his helmet and took a deep breath.
"I can breath," he exhaled.
Sully and Rues look at each other, then removed their helmets and reluctantly began to breath the alien atmosphere.
Bender and the other two astronauts had left their ship to explore... |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | Watching the news go on and on about the new planet, John let out a sigh. All the channels had picked up the story. It was in sector QZ1462 that the discovery was made. Rubbing his temples he leans forward over the table. It wasn’t a physical pain he was trying to push away. It was a dark soul destroying pain. Wo... | Man, is everyone just suggesting things that the story could be and not actually writing? This is a story I want to hear! (And one I can't write myself because I'm busy with work) |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | Taurel and the Olympians
The object had come from the sky and touched down not far from where she was. The explosion killed two of her companions. The suit she wore was in desperate need of a patch, lest the radiation kill her. She stumbled across the desert floor desperately searching through the wreckage of their v... | Man, is everyone just suggesting things that the story could be and not actually writing? This is a story I want to hear! (And one I can't write myself because I'm busy with work) |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | Please forgive any errors as I wrote this on my phone.
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Gralk was frightened. He had only meant to come up to the overworld to witness these 'Oomans' for himself, but he was trapped. He tried to force the branch off his lower locomotive muscle ridges but he was stuck fast. It had began a few months ago when the yo... | Man, is everyone just suggesting things that the story could be and not actually writing? This is a story I want to hear! (And one I can't write myself because I'm busy with work) |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | "Activity in sector seven."
"Pull it up now!"
Across the brightly lit room, a screen as thin as paper materialized and began streaming video feed of a blue, cloudy, and peaceful sky. A shadow began to move across the land, and a vibration shook the soil down to the bedrock. The desks and chairs in the underground cav... | Man, is everyone just suggesting things that the story could be and not actually writing? This is a story I want to hear! (And one I can't write myself because I'm busy with work) |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | Please forgive any errors as I wrote this on my phone.
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Gralk was frightened. He had only meant to come up to the overworld to witness these 'Oomans' for himself, but he was trapped. He tried to force the branch off his lower locomotive muscle ridges but he was stuck fast. It had began a few months ago when the yo... | I'm kind of reminded of that episode of Doctor Who where we find out there are lizard people living underground on Earth. Of course, this idea can run in a bunch of different directions, and I'd love to see if somebody responds to the prompt!
Edit: Grammar is hard. |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | "Activity in sector seven."
"Pull it up now!"
Across the brightly lit room, a screen as thin as paper materialized and began streaming video feed of a blue, cloudy, and peaceful sky. A shadow began to move across the land, and a vibration shook the soil down to the bedrock. The desks and chairs in the underground cav... | I'm kind of reminded of that episode of Doctor Who where we find out there are lizard people living underground on Earth. Of course, this idea can run in a bunch of different directions, and I'd love to see if somebody responds to the prompt!
Edit: Grammar is hard. |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | I really have to stop misreading this subreddit as World News, I almost shit my pants. | I'm kind of reminded of that episode of Doctor Who where we find out there are lizard people living underground on Earth. Of course, this idea can run in a bunch of different directions, and I'd love to see if somebody responds to the prompt!
Edit: Grammar is hard. |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | "Activity in sector seven."
"Pull it up now!"
Across the brightly lit room, a screen as thin as paper materialized and began streaming video feed of a blue, cloudy, and peaceful sky. A shadow began to move across the land, and a vibration shook the soil down to the bedrock. The desks and chairs in the underground cav... | [Meta] are you referring to naked mole rats? They're immune to cancer you know. |
Edit: How the fuck has everyone read this book/seen this movie/played this game except for me. | [WP] After generations of space travel, humanity has found a perfect planet, almost exactly like Earth. An underground species who cannot survive sunshine studies these new radiation-immune monsters in secret. | I really have to stop misreading this subreddit as World News, I almost shit my pants. | [Meta] are you referring to naked mole rats? They're immune to cancer you know. |
Death should be a physical entity with either his existence as a physical being known generally or by small groups. | [WP] The Day Death Died | "Wow... So this is what it's like?" He said as the tears began to well in his eyes.
A wry smile formed on his face. He was clutching an area in his abdomen that had begun to expand with scarlet. He gazed down at his wound as he took his hands off. They were dripping in blood. He looked at the blood dripping from... | At first, we didn't realize.
A couple of days went by, and the news reported that there were no murders. A day after that, hospitals were reporting that nobody had passed away for a few days. The feeling was like a chill had slowly come over you, but you only yet realized it.
Most of *them* didn't even think t... |
[WP] A cell phone rings in your house. You realize that not only is it not yours, but it obviously belongs to someone you've never met before. How did it get there, and what do you do? | He stared at the phone for the longest time, a confused look on his face. Where the hell did this come from?
And as if the phone knew, it began ringing. He picked it up and looked at the name. His face went paper white in sheer terror. Hesitating, he gulped and answered the call.
Hi.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Bye.
He ... | Grabbing the phone off the nightstand and picking up the call was reflexive. "Hey," Terra grumbled into her phone. No response - not even the quiet static of a dead line. The phone kept ringing. Ah, shit. Somebody had left their phone here, the maids had missed it somehow, and Terra would have the delightful task of hu... | |
[WP] A world in which doing an activity more makes you worse at it. Practice does not make perfect, instead, the exact opposite. | Breathing, heartbeat, these were involuntary. So was the opening of her eyes each morning. The television was already on, automatic to her waking. A PSA offered unique ways of getting out of bed, so her movements were smooth and unerring. Once on her feet, she had to think as little about walking as possible and it wou... | The sharp edge of the knife reacted to the slightest movement as if it was an extension of my own arm, smoothly see-sawing back and forth, back and forth until the once complete carrot became chopped. The pan sizzled as I tossed assorted vegetables in the steaming oil. The cut carrots, onions, garlic, and celery dance... | |
#INCLUDE anything.h | [WP] A thrilling story with a twist ending, but written in a programming language of your choice. | import time, cryo
pods = range(1,5345)
function activate_cryo():
print("Beginning cryosleep")
cryo.closePods(pods)
#1000 ms in a second, 60 seconds in a minute, etc
#We need to sleep for a thousand years, so 31540000000000
#milliseco... | //
// Log key events and echo everything once the story concludes.
//
window.logging = true;
if (!window.jQuery)
throw "Someone left out a bloody library. Guess which! Or just, um, Ctrl+F for this exception within story.js");
//
// Add method for firing ranged weapon. Why the hell ... |
#INCLUDE anything.h | [WP] A thrilling story with a twist ending, but written in a programming language of your choice. | bool surpriseEnding = false;
while (true)
{
new int[50];
}
surpriseEnding = true;
| 10111000101011000110101
1011
001101011001101
011001
~~0011011~~ 01100101
1011^10011^1011^101 |
#INCLUDE anything.h | [WP] A thrilling story with a twist ending, but written in a programming language of your choice. | bool surpriseEnding = false;
while (true)
{
new int[50];
}
surpriseEnding = true;
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* At what point do we send firearms in to space, and why? *
* What makes two opposing sides decide to shoot at each other? In space!? *
* How would such a battle even play out? *
And such and such. Good luck! | [WP] Write about the very first battle to occur in space as realistically as you can. | "Hey, Sergei! How many times have I had to tell you to refill the coffee maker!"
Ever since we built the space elevator, we've finally been able to build rotating space stations that simulate gravity... and this means one all important thing - drip coffee. Glorious black heaven.
But goddammit, Sergei would drink the ... | "They're at the historical site sir," said Zevra as she looked at the screen on her console. She adjusted the thrusters and the tiny ship moved enough to give her a moment of dizziness. She closed her eyes, reached into her flight suit pocket, briefly looked at her flight commander badge, and pulled out a small pill... |
* At what point do we send firearms in to space, and why? *
* What makes two opposing sides decide to shoot at each other? In space!? *
* How would such a battle even play out? *
And such and such. Good luck! | [WP] Write about the very first battle to occur in space as realistically as you can. | Michael felt the metal bar slip away between his chunky fingers. He swung his arms wildly at it, trying desperately to grasp at the cursed thing as it drifted slowly away from him...
...as he drifted slowly away from it...
Michael's muscles relaxed...
He stilled his arms...
He never realized how little he felt. "Th... | The bullet exited the barrel without a sound. It was entirely surreal, it didn't feel to Jeff as if he'd really fired, he hadn't actually killed another human being... And yet, blood droplets were scattering from Adam's chest as he flailed, limply, into the side of the ISS.
In the end, getting the gun up here had been... |
I don't care how good it is, how bad it is (which none of them will be), long, short, poem, story. Write for me that one piece you've had stuck in your head. You know the one I'm talking about. If its just an idea right now, type of the premises of it, like the back of a book or an idea you're pitching. Maybe its the b... | [WP] Write for me that one piece that you've always wanted to write. | A young man, stoic, stared down the barrel of a gun. With a slight tilt of his head, the man's eyes met the eyes of his executioner. His stone face melted, and he couldn't help but laugh.
"It's funny," he said looking down at the snow, "life takes us on such a ride."
His executioner remained silent with a face as har... | "I've always wanted to tell him how I felt. Every single day. The thought of losing him is so painful that it causes me to have horrendous panic attacks, even when he's standing right in front of me. My emotions are so raw and run so deep, I feel like I could be torn apart with how I feel.
It's never mattered what he... |
I don't care how good it is, how bad it is (which none of them will be), long, short, poem, story. Write for me that one piece you've had stuck in your head. You know the one I'm talking about. If its just an idea right now, type of the premises of it, like the back of a book or an idea you're pitching. Maybe its the b... | [WP] Write for me that one piece that you've always wanted to write. | All my life, I waited to see,
What the world would contain.
And then I opened my eyes with glee,
Only to have them met with disdain.
I couldn't believe a world so impure,
Corrupt, defiled, and vile,
Could exist, and so I was unsure,
If continuing on was worthwhile.
But I'd only ever get one chance,
It would be... | "I've always wanted to tell him how I felt. Every single day. The thought of losing him is so painful that it causes me to have horrendous panic attacks, even when he's standing right in front of me. My emotions are so raw and run so deep, I feel like I could be torn apart with how I feel.
It's never mattered what he... |
I don't care how good it is, how bad it is (which none of them will be), long, short, poem, story. Write for me that one piece you've had stuck in your head. You know the one I'm talking about. If its just an idea right now, type of the premises of it, like the back of a book or an idea you're pitching. Maybe its the b... | [WP] Write for me that one piece that you've always wanted to write. | -068
The first thing one must learn when being born into a house of predators, is that cannabilism is always an option.
My earliest memory was of my mother bottle feeding my two younger siblings--the twins. I was tiny. I didn't understand how the world worked. I didn't understand what loss was, even though, by this t... | "I've always wanted to tell him how I felt. Every single day. The thought of losing him is so painful that it causes me to have horrendous panic attacks, even when he's standing right in front of me. My emotions are so raw and run so deep, I feel like I could be torn apart with how I feel.
It's never mattered what he... |
I don't care how good it is, how bad it is (which none of them will be), long, short, poem, story. Write for me that one piece you've had stuck in your head. You know the one I'm talking about. If its just an idea right now, type of the premises of it, like the back of a book or an idea you're pitching. Maybe its the b... | [WP] Write for me that one piece that you've always wanted to write. | "Ok man, when we go in here just keep your mouth shut. Let me talk to him so we can hurry and leave." This was the way he said it. As if we were just going to buy a six pack of beer. Brave and stupid and I follow. The most ignorant thing I've ever done in my life. I wore my leather jacket for the occasion. Grabbed my p... | "I've always wanted to tell him how I felt. Every single day. The thought of losing him is so painful that it causes me to have horrendous panic attacks, even when he's standing right in front of me. My emotions are so raw and run so deep, I feel like I could be torn apart with how I feel.
It's never mattered what he... |
I don't care how good it is, how bad it is (which none of them will be), long, short, poem, story. Write for me that one piece you've had stuck in your head. You know the one I'm talking about. If its just an idea right now, type of the premises of it, like the back of a book or an idea you're pitching. Maybe its the b... | [WP] Write for me that one piece that you've always wanted to write. | It is while they dragged him through the damp corridor that Dieter Hagedorn awoke.
As he opens with eyes, he finds himself staring down at the stone floor, slick with water. Two sets of hands are seizing him, his legs are unable to support his weight. Though weak, he shudders at the touch of the lifeless hands of his ... | "I've always wanted to tell him how I felt. Every single day. The thought of losing him is so painful that it causes me to have horrendous panic attacks, even when he's standing right in front of me. My emotions are so raw and run so deep, I feel like I could be torn apart with how I feel.
It's never mattered what he... |
I don't care how good it is, how bad it is (which none of them will be), long, short, poem, story. Write for me that one piece you've had stuck in your head. You know the one I'm talking about. If its just an idea right now, type of the premises of it, like the back of a book or an idea you're pitching. Maybe its the b... | [WP] Write for me that one piece that you've always wanted to write. | "Ok man, when we go in here just keep your mouth shut. Let me talk to him so we can hurry and leave." This was the way he said it. As if we were just going to buy a six pack of beer. Brave and stupid and I follow. The most ignorant thing I've ever done in my life. I wore my leather jacket for the occasion. Grabbed my p... | A young man, stoic, stared down the barrel of a gun. With a slight tilt of his head, the man's eyes met the eyes of his executioner. His stone face melted, and he couldn't help but laugh.
"It's funny," he said looking down at the snow, "life takes us on such a ride."
His executioner remained silent with a face as har... |
I don't care how good it is, how bad it is (which none of them will be), long, short, poem, story. Write for me that one piece you've had stuck in your head. You know the one I'm talking about. If its just an idea right now, type of the premises of it, like the back of a book or an idea you're pitching. Maybe its the b... | [WP] Write for me that one piece that you've always wanted to write. | It is while they dragged him through the damp corridor that Dieter Hagedorn awoke.
As he opens with eyes, he finds himself staring down at the stone floor, slick with water. Two sets of hands are seizing him, his legs are unable to support his weight. Though weak, he shudders at the touch of the lifeless hands of his ... | A young man, stoic, stared down the barrel of a gun. With a slight tilt of his head, the man's eyes met the eyes of his executioner. His stone face melted, and he couldn't help but laugh.
"It's funny," he said looking down at the snow, "life takes us on such a ride."
His executioner remained silent with a face as har... |
[WP]A young man sees his parents, for the first time in years, at a family member's wedding. | They’re there and I’m here. It doesn’t mean anything. They’re there and they’re watching the bride – they’re discussing something – her dress, maybe, or her hair or her happiness, perhaps? She gestures, a little maniacally, and he laughs and touches her elbow. She pauses and her eyes, just briefly, flicker over towards... | You made me sad just by reading this prompt | |
[WP]A young man sees his parents, for the first time in years, at a family member's wedding. | John and Peter Krouséa were once the two closest brothers a boy could ever wish for. Born in the late 80's, they were able to enjoy the rise of the computer, and domination of the tv. Before their admission into adulthood they were inseparable, like a pair of small magnets cupped into the darkest corner of your pocket,... | You made me sad just by reading this prompt | |
[WP]A young man sees his parents, for the first time in years, at a family member's wedding. | They’re there and I’m here. It doesn’t mean anything. They’re there and they’re watching the bride – they’re discussing something – her dress, maybe, or her hair or her happiness, perhaps? She gestures, a little maniacally, and he laughs and touches her elbow. She pauses and her eyes, just briefly, flicker over towards... | The driftless region of Wisconsin is the region that the glaciers of the last ice age never touched. Knolls rise and fall steeply and recede into the Mississippi River. Kenny grew up here, in an old American foursquare on top of a blustery hill. Whenever he came back he felt driftless.
After college, Kenny took his d... | |
[WP]A young man sees his parents, for the first time in years, at a family member's wedding. | John and Peter Krouséa were once the two closest brothers a boy could ever wish for. Born in the late 80's, they were able to enjoy the rise of the computer, and domination of the tv. Before their admission into adulthood they were inseparable, like a pair of small magnets cupped into the darkest corner of your pocket,... | The driftless region of Wisconsin is the region that the glaciers of the last ice age never touched. Knolls rise and fall steeply and recede into the Mississippi River. Kenny grew up here, in an old American foursquare on top of a blustery hill. Whenever he came back he felt driftless.
After college, Kenny took his d... | |
[WP] As a young boy, he stole something. He then spent the rest of his life trying to return it. | His footsteps slammed into the ground, cutting through the hushed chatter and haunting monotonous beeps of the ward. Somewhere a feminine voice wailed, and his stride hesitated, but he continued as he caught his breath. He needed to see his dad, this may be his last chance.
People were always in such a hurry here; me... | War really takes it out of you.
50 years ago, it much like today. Checking for danger, building to building, street to street. The people are the same, too. The kids hide behind mothers, calling for daddy. Then daddy comes, oblivious, and shocked to see military aiming a gun to his head.
It usually went just like tha... | |
[WP] As a young boy, he stole something. He then spent the rest of his life trying to return it. | I have no life nowadays. I mean it. God damn it, I'm 24, I'm in my prime, and I spend all day, every day, trimming hedges. Well, amongst other things. It's hedges at the moment. They got their garden landscaped and the guy did a bloody awful job.
They? Oh yeah. This couple that live down the street. Mid thirties, I th... | War really takes it out of you.
50 years ago, it much like today. Checking for danger, building to building, street to street. The people are the same, too. The kids hide behind mothers, calling for daddy. Then daddy comes, oblivious, and shocked to see military aiming a gun to his head.
It usually went just like tha... | |
[WP] As a young boy, he stole something. He then spent the rest of his life trying to return it. | His footsteps slammed into the ground, cutting through the hushed chatter and haunting monotonous beeps of the ward. Somewhere a feminine voice wailed, and his stride hesitated, but he continued as he caught his breath. He needed to see his dad, this may be his last chance.
People were always in such a hurry here; me... | As a child he drew it easily from his parent’s lips. Not even realizing the burden their words placed on his tiny shoulders. He stole the world from them and held it without caution, teetering to and fro on uneven feet. Between his hands sat potential shards so sharp as to cut his mother’s soul in two, and he danced wi... | |
[WP] As a young boy, he stole something. He then spent the rest of his life trying to return it. | I have no life nowadays. I mean it. God damn it, I'm 24, I'm in my prime, and I spend all day, every day, trimming hedges. Well, amongst other things. It's hedges at the moment. They got their garden landscaped and the guy did a bloody awful job.
They? Oh yeah. This couple that live down the street. Mid thirties, I th... | As a child he drew it easily from his parent’s lips. Not even realizing the burden their words placed on his tiny shoulders. He stole the world from them and held it without caution, teetering to and fro on uneven feet. Between his hands sat potential shards so sharp as to cut his mother’s soul in two, and he danced wi... | |
[WP] Write a horror story where all the victims are traditional horror story villains and the monster is the black guy who always dies first. | "Oh *hell* no" said Tyler, facing down the group of maniacs marching towards him. He knew how this went, he'd seen all the movies they show on TV in the weeks leading up to Halloween. His friends- his real friends, the ones he grew up with- told him that camping in the woods with a bunch of drunk teenagers he barely ... | John "Leatherface" Huntsman's life flashed across his eyes as he ran across the corridor of the long abandoned school. Passing through the lockers brought back memories he had tried to suppress all his life. With each step he took, the dust that had settled over the decades rose up and filled the corridor, defining the... | |
Your story must be 100 words. No more, no less. Use the title "The orders to eliminate yourself" as the inspiration. | [FF] 100 words precisely - The orders to eliminate yourself | Morning began as usual; a fresh cup of coffee in hand, a fresh newspaper on the doormat.
Picking up said paper however, revealed a rather official looking red envelope. Strange.
I had never seen an envelope like this before. I tossed the paper on the couch, this seemed rather intriguing.
Within the envelope I fo... | We live in a country where orders are the law, disobey and you will face eternal damnation.
It was a sunday night, the wind was cold. As I received the message from the Mother, a large robot giving out orders to maintain peace and order in the country. I prepared for my demise. I was still going die but at least I'll d... |
Your story must be 100 words. No more, no less. Use the title "The orders to eliminate yourself" as the inspiration. | [FF] 100 words precisely - The orders to eliminate yourself | The letter hung there, for a second gripping my hand like wet cold nightmarish dream I thought I was having. The sweats were nothing and it was damn hard to stomach. I vomited hard and again. I wiped my hand on my sleeve after the force of vomiting and saw the letter was in a pile of vomit and in no way that going to e... | We live in a country where orders are the law, disobey and you will face eternal damnation.
It was a sunday night, the wind was cold. As I received the message from the Mother, a large robot giving out orders to maintain peace and order in the country. I prepared for my demise. I was still going die but at least I'll d... |
Your story must be 100 words. No more, no less. Use the title "The orders to eliminate yourself" as the inspiration. | [FF] 100 words precisely - The orders to eliminate yourself | I sat on a chair, too big for my small frame and stared into the dead fireplace. The whisky burned my throat more than usual but it helped me come to terms with what must be done. The plan must succeed. Suddenly, a much younger and disheveled version of me blocked the fireplace. His skin was damp with sweat and his rag... | We live in a country where orders are the law, disobey and you will face eternal damnation.
It was a sunday night, the wind was cold. As I received the message from the Mother, a large robot giving out orders to maintain peace and order in the country. I prepared for my demise. I was still going die but at least I'll d... |
Your story must be 100 words. No more, no less. Use the title "The orders to eliminate yourself" as the inspiration. | [FF] 100 words precisely - The orders to eliminate yourself | My hands shook as I read the instructions.
*Reset booth to default settings.*
These thoughts are so dangerous. I'm afraid.
*Set healing mode to emergency decontamination and press CONFIRM.*
I'd never before felt fear like this. Faster, before it takes over.
*Wait thirty seconds before entering chamber.*
Fear was ... | We live in a country where orders are the law, disobey and you will face eternal damnation.
It was a sunday night, the wind was cold. As I received the message from the Mother, a large robot giving out orders to maintain peace and order in the country. I prepared for my demise. I was still going die but at least I'll d... |
Your story must be 100 words. No more, no less. Use the title "The orders to eliminate yourself" as the inspiration. | [FF] 100 words precisely - The orders to eliminate yourself | My mission was complete. I was the last of my kind, the final casualty in a war that would never be fought. I understood the humans now, their need to stay together, and their pain when pulled apart. Only in each other could they find strength. In that moment, I could see my final purpose emerge from the shimmer of... | We live in a country where orders are the law, disobey and you will face eternal damnation.
It was a sunday night, the wind was cold. As I received the message from the Mother, a large robot giving out orders to maintain peace and order in the country. I prepared for my demise. I was still going die but at least I'll d... |
Your story must be 100 words. No more, no less. Use the title "The orders to eliminate yourself" as the inspiration. | [FF] 100 words precisely - The orders to eliminate yourself | In the garage we met. There is a red car. Drive it to the park on Saturday. Little leauge game. Press the button brother, they will pay.
The words both pained and elated me. My head was filled with images of fire, of pain, of my mother's eyes as the life left them, my small house ablaze in the night, the passport sta... | We live in a country where orders are the law, disobey and you will face eternal damnation.
It was a sunday night, the wind was cold. As I received the message from the Mother, a large robot giving out orders to maintain peace and order in the country. I prepared for my demise. I was still going die but at least I'll d... |
Your story must be 100 words. No more, no less. Use the title "The orders to eliminate yourself" as the inspiration. | [FF] 100 words precisely - The orders to eliminate yourself | The dreaded Orange Envelope. It was part of the company lore. I was working in a remote offshore lab on the Tallis Virus. The contents cold and succinct.
You've contracted the virus… Please take these pills… Your family will receive your cremated remains… etc
Signed Director of Biosecurity.
The Envelope is oblivio... | We live in a country where orders are the law, disobey and you will face eternal damnation.
It was a sunday night, the wind was cold. As I received the message from the Mother, a large robot giving out orders to maintain peace and order in the country. I prepared for my demise. I was still going die but at least I'll d... |
Your story must be 100 words. No more, no less. Use the title "The orders to eliminate yourself" as the inspiration. | [FF] 100 words precisely - The orders to eliminate yourself | The letter hung there, for a second gripping my hand like wet cold nightmarish dream I thought I was having. The sweats were nothing and it was damn hard to stomach. I vomited hard and again. I wiped my hand on my sleeve after the force of vomiting and saw the letter was in a pile of vomit and in no way that going to e... | "It seems a clerical error was made in your favor. Have a nice day." I hung up the phone and ran my hand through my hair. My boss was barely surprised! I don't remember earning this death sentence but it was nice to have notice.
Working for the company was not the cleanest work and I was never afraid of getting my... |
Your story must be 100 words. No more, no less. Use the title "The orders to eliminate yourself" as the inspiration. | [FF] 100 words precisely - The orders to eliminate yourself | I sat on a chair, too big for my small frame and stared into the dead fireplace. The whisky burned my throat more than usual but it helped me come to terms with what must be done. The plan must succeed. Suddenly, a much younger and disheveled version of me blocked the fireplace. His skin was damp with sweat and his rag... | "It seems a clerical error was made in your favor. Have a nice day." I hung up the phone and ran my hand through my hair. My boss was barely surprised! I don't remember earning this death sentence but it was nice to have notice.
Working for the company was not the cleanest work and I was never afraid of getting my... |
Your story must be 100 words. No more, no less. Use the title "The orders to eliminate yourself" as the inspiration. | [FF] 100 words precisely - The orders to eliminate yourself | My hands shook as I read the instructions.
*Reset booth to default settings.*
These thoughts are so dangerous. I'm afraid.
*Set healing mode to emergency decontamination and press CONFIRM.*
I'd never before felt fear like this. Faster, before it takes over.
*Wait thirty seconds before entering chamber.*
Fear was ... | "It seems a clerical error was made in your favor. Have a nice day." I hung up the phone and ran my hand through my hair. My boss was barely surprised! I don't remember earning this death sentence but it was nice to have notice.
Working for the company was not the cleanest work and I was never afraid of getting my... |
Your story must be 100 words. No more, no less. Use the title "The orders to eliminate yourself" as the inspiration. | [FF] 100 words precisely - The orders to eliminate yourself | My mission was complete. I was the last of my kind, the final casualty in a war that would never be fought. I understood the humans now, their need to stay together, and their pain when pulled apart. Only in each other could they find strength. In that moment, I could see my final purpose emerge from the shimmer of... | "It seems a clerical error was made in your favor. Have a nice day." I hung up the phone and ran my hand through my hair. My boss was barely surprised! I don't remember earning this death sentence but it was nice to have notice.
Working for the company was not the cleanest work and I was never afraid of getting my... |
Your story must be 100 words. No more, no less. Use the title "The orders to eliminate yourself" as the inspiration. | [FF] 100 words precisely - The orders to eliminate yourself | In the garage we met. There is a red car. Drive it to the park on Saturday. Little leauge game. Press the button brother, they will pay.
The words both pained and elated me. My head was filled with images of fire, of pain, of my mother's eyes as the life left them, my small house ablaze in the night, the passport sta... | "It seems a clerical error was made in your favor. Have a nice day." I hung up the phone and ran my hand through my hair. My boss was barely surprised! I don't remember earning this death sentence but it was nice to have notice.
Working for the company was not the cleanest work and I was never afraid of getting my... |
Your story must be 100 words. No more, no less. Use the title "The orders to eliminate yourself" as the inspiration. | [FF] 100 words precisely - The orders to eliminate yourself | The dreaded Orange Envelope. It was part of the company lore. I was working in a remote offshore lab on the Tallis Virus. The contents cold and succinct.
You've contracted the virus… Please take these pills… Your family will receive your cremated remains… etc
Signed Director of Biosecurity.
The Envelope is oblivio... | "It seems a clerical error was made in your favor. Have a nice day." I hung up the phone and ran my hand through my hair. My boss was barely surprised! I don't remember earning this death sentence but it was nice to have notice.
Working for the company was not the cleanest work and I was never afraid of getting my... |
Your story must be 100 words. No more, no less. Use the title "The orders to eliminate yourself" as the inspiration. | [FF] 100 words precisely - The orders to eliminate yourself | My hands shook as I read the instructions.
*Reset booth to default settings.*
These thoughts are so dangerous. I'm afraid.
*Set healing mode to emergency decontamination and press CONFIRM.*
I'd never before felt fear like this. Faster, before it takes over.
*Wait thirty seconds before entering chamber.*
Fear was ... | There had been so many decisions over the centuries. Countless lives lost in the great war , each name etched deeply in the President's electronic heart. They cried out for justice, but its programming detected a flaw. Grief was an animal emotion- a remnant of its first iteration, the great yet imperfect Daniel Curtis.... |
Your story must be 100 words. No more, no less. Use the title "The orders to eliminate yourself" as the inspiration. | [FF] 100 words precisely - The orders to eliminate yourself | My mission was complete. I was the last of my kind, the final casualty in a war that would never be fought. I understood the humans now, their need to stay together, and their pain when pulled apart. Only in each other could they find strength. In that moment, I could see my final purpose emerge from the shimmer of... | There had been so many decisions over the centuries. Countless lives lost in the great war , each name etched deeply in the President's electronic heart. They cried out for justice, but its programming detected a flaw. Grief was an animal emotion- a remnant of its first iteration, the great yet imperfect Daniel Curtis.... |
Your story must be 100 words. No more, no less. Use the title "The orders to eliminate yourself" as the inspiration. | [FF] 100 words precisely - The orders to eliminate yourself | My mission was complete. I was the last of my kind, the final casualty in a war that would never be fought. I understood the humans now, their need to stay together, and their pain when pulled apart. Only in each other could they find strength. In that moment, I could see my final purpose emerge from the shimmer of... | Rubbing the tears from my eyes, I double check the crossword puzzle. The codes have been coming for five years now and I am a good messenger but this one is personal; “eliminate yourself”.
Do I dare question Gods plan?
Slumping into my chair I quietly whimper. It’s a cry for help but I am utterly alone.
The down... |
Your story must be 100 words. No more, no less. Use the title "The orders to eliminate yourself" as the inspiration. | [FF] 100 words precisely - The orders to eliminate yourself | My mission was complete. I was the last of my kind, the final casualty in a war that would never be fought. I understood the humans now, their need to stay together, and their pain when pulled apart. Only in each other could they find strength. In that moment, I could see my final purpose emerge from the shimmer of... | It arrived this morning. I don't know how he knew where to find me. The Police don't know. The FBI don't know.
Paper, heavy and white like winter snow. Ink, black and serpentine. His words, his last words to me.
"Our journey is over. We have experienced nearly everything now, you and I, and you burned as brightly... |
Your story must be 100 words. No more, no less. Use the title "The orders to eliminate yourself" as the inspiration. | [FF] 100 words precisely - The orders to eliminate yourself | My mission was complete. I was the last of my kind, the final casualty in a war that would never be fought. I understood the humans now, their need to stay together, and their pain when pulled apart. Only in each other could they find strength. In that moment, I could see my final purpose emerge from the shimmer of... | Get up, I told myself, go to the table. Ah, nice revolver.
Is it loaded? Yes. Clean the barrel. Count three bullets.
Service was good, proud to be a part of the team. Heart hurts, probably angina again.
C'mon, old man, pull the trigger. Show them you've still got it. Show them you're still worth a damn.
What's ... |
Your story must be 100 words. No more, no less. Use the title "The orders to eliminate yourself" as the inspiration. | [FF] 100 words precisely - The orders to eliminate yourself | My mission was complete. I was the last of my kind, the final casualty in a war that would never be fought. I understood the humans now, their need to stay together, and their pain when pulled apart. Only in each other could they find strength. In that moment, I could see my final purpose emerge from the shimmer of... | My legs betray me, jumping to the service of a higher calling. Centuries of science, technology, literature, poetry, philosophy, satire, but in the end we could never do more than to define our condition, highlight our road on the map.
My own path is a fluorescent purple that bleeds through the past streets of excess ... |
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