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[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | "Citizen 32754, it has come to the Ministry of Correction's attention that you have exhausted your use to the state. Please proceed to your left to be dealt with accordingly." | The time for war had come. Once like them, Demetrius knew the refugees only wanted only to be left alone. A citizen now, Demetrius had his orders: kill the refugees. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | I always thought it would be the cockroaches or the cats. Our machines even, I would say, had you asked me 20 years ago. Then the raccoons took Reykjavik.
edit: changed that second sentence to better reflect the dependent clause. | The time for war had come. Once like them, Demetrius knew the refugees only wanted only to be left alone. A citizen now, Demetrius had his orders: kill the refugees. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | In, re-educated, out. In, re-educated, out. No repeat offenders. Tuesday, in, catastrophic failure. | The time for war had come. Once like them, Demetrius knew the refugees only wanted only to be left alone. A citizen now, Demetrius had his orders: kill the refugees. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | A young girl, mesmerized by the carnival, walks up to a game booth. "Bullseye!" she exclaims, gun in hand. Passersby cheer as blood flows down the elderly man's forehead. | The time for war had come. Once like them, Demetrius knew the refugees only wanted only to be left alone. A citizen now, Demetrius had his orders: kill the refugees. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | He was two days shy of his 40th birthday, and still a virgin. As a white man, he couldn't afford the 500% tax for a sex license. In fact, as a white man, he couldn't afford much of anything. | The time for war had come. Once like them, Demetrius knew the refugees only wanted only to be left alone. A citizen now, Demetrius had his orders: kill the refugees. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | The time for war had come. Once like them, Demetrius knew the refugees only wanted only to be left alone. A citizen now, Demetrius had his orders: kill the refugees. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | If only mother was here to enjoy the moonlight for the last time. Before the migration we would sit for hours under the stars. | I ran out of cash bribing the medic for Jim Kaiser’s eyes. I tried talking her down on his heart but she won’t budge. Dad will have to wait. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | Time there was, once; upon it the world turned. 'Evenfall' they called it - such a beautiful name for the end - where time just unravelled like a severed piece of string. | I ran out of cash bribing the medic for Jim Kaiser’s eyes. I tried talking her down on his heart but she won’t budge. Dad will have to wait. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | "Citizen 32754, it has come to the Ministry of Correction's attention that you have exhausted your use to the state. Please proceed to your left to be dealt with accordingly." | I ran out of cash bribing the medic for Jim Kaiser’s eyes. I tried talking her down on his heart but she won’t budge. Dad will have to wait. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | I always thought it would be the cockroaches or the cats. Our machines even, I would say, had you asked me 20 years ago. Then the raccoons took Reykjavik.
edit: changed that second sentence to better reflect the dependent clause. | I ran out of cash bribing the medic for Jim Kaiser’s eyes. I tried talking her down on his heart but she won’t budge. Dad will have to wait. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | A young girl, mesmerized by the carnival, walks up to a game booth. "Bullseye!" she exclaims, gun in hand. Passersby cheer as blood flows down the elderly man's forehead. | I ran out of cash bribing the medic for Jim Kaiser’s eyes. I tried talking her down on his heart but she won’t budge. Dad will have to wait. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | He was two days shy of his 40th birthday, and still a virgin. As a white man, he couldn't afford the 500% tax for a sex license. In fact, as a white man, he couldn't afford much of anything. | I ran out of cash bribing the medic for Jim Kaiser’s eyes. I tried talking her down on his heart but she won’t budge. Dad will have to wait. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | I ran out of cash bribing the medic for Jim Kaiser’s eyes. I tried talking her down on his heart but she won’t budge. Dad will have to wait. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | Time there was, once; upon it the world turned. 'Evenfall' they called it - such a beautiful name for the end - where time just unravelled like a severed piece of string. | 10-12-2024: Hunger pains for whole group now. Four days since the farmhouse. Josh is infected. Still no signs of wildlife. I miss hearing birdsongs. Four bullets left, only three after Josh. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | "Citizen 32754, it has come to the Ministry of Correction's attention that you have exhausted your use to the state. Please proceed to your left to be dealt with accordingly." | 10-12-2024: Hunger pains for whole group now. Four days since the farmhouse. Josh is infected. Still no signs of wildlife. I miss hearing birdsongs. Four bullets left, only three after Josh. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | I always thought it would be the cockroaches or the cats. Our machines even, I would say, had you asked me 20 years ago. Then the raccoons took Reykjavik.
edit: changed that second sentence to better reflect the dependent clause. | 10-12-2024: Hunger pains for whole group now. Four days since the farmhouse. Josh is infected. Still no signs of wildlife. I miss hearing birdsongs. Four bullets left, only three after Josh. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | A young girl, mesmerized by the carnival, walks up to a game booth. "Bullseye!" she exclaims, gun in hand. Passersby cheer as blood flows down the elderly man's forehead. | 10-12-2024: Hunger pains for whole group now. Four days since the farmhouse. Josh is infected. Still no signs of wildlife. I miss hearing birdsongs. Four bullets left, only three after Josh. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | He was two days shy of his 40th birthday, and still a virgin. As a white man, he couldn't afford the 500% tax for a sex license. In fact, as a white man, he couldn't afford much of anything. | 10-12-2024: Hunger pains for whole group now. Four days since the farmhouse. Josh is infected. Still no signs of wildlife. I miss hearing birdsongs. Four bullets left, only three after Josh. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | 10-12-2024: Hunger pains for whole group now. Four days since the farmhouse. Josh is infected. Still no signs of wildlife. I miss hearing birdsongs. Four bullets left, only three after Josh. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | "Citizen 32754, it has come to the Ministry of Correction's attention that you have exhausted your use to the state. Please proceed to your left to be dealt with accordingly." | We had congress again today. An alarm woke us when it was still dark out, weapons were shoved into our small hands, and the debate began with a loud bang. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | I always thought it would be the cockroaches or the cats. Our machines even, I would say, had you asked me 20 years ago. Then the raccoons took Reykjavik.
edit: changed that second sentence to better reflect the dependent clause. | We had congress again today. An alarm woke us when it was still dark out, weapons were shoved into our small hands, and the debate began with a loud bang. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | A young girl, mesmerized by the carnival, walks up to a game booth. "Bullseye!" she exclaims, gun in hand. Passersby cheer as blood flows down the elderly man's forehead. | We had congress again today. An alarm woke us when it was still dark out, weapons were shoved into our small hands, and the debate began with a loud bang. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | He was two days shy of his 40th birthday, and still a virgin. As a white man, he couldn't afford the 500% tax for a sex license. In fact, as a white man, he couldn't afford much of anything. | We had congress again today. An alarm woke us when it was still dark out, weapons were shoved into our small hands, and the debate began with a loud bang. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | We had congress again today. An alarm woke us when it was still dark out, weapons were shoved into our small hands, and the debate began with a loud bang. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | You woke up. You went to work. You kissed your wife. You did everything just like you always do. That was always going to be the plan. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | I guess I adjusted to the changes as well as anyone. The big things really didn’t matter – life goes on. But I miss the days when tap water was *cold.* | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | Time there was, once; upon it the world turned. 'Evenfall' they called it - such a beautiful name for the end - where time just unravelled like a severed piece of string. | If only mother was here to enjoy the moonlight for the last time. Before the migration we would sit for hours under the stars. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | "Citizen 32754, it has come to the Ministry of Correction's attention that you have exhausted your use to the state. Please proceed to your left to be dealt with accordingly." | If only mother was here to enjoy the moonlight for the last time. Before the migration we would sit for hours under the stars. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | I always thought it would be the cockroaches or the cats. Our machines even, I would say, had you asked me 20 years ago. Then the raccoons took Reykjavik.
edit: changed that second sentence to better reflect the dependent clause. | If only mother was here to enjoy the moonlight for the last time. Before the migration we would sit for hours under the stars. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | A young girl, mesmerized by the carnival, walks up to a game booth. "Bullseye!" she exclaims, gun in hand. Passersby cheer as blood flows down the elderly man's forehead. | If only mother was here to enjoy the moonlight for the last time. Before the migration we would sit for hours under the stars. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | He was two days shy of his 40th birthday, and still a virgin. As a white man, he couldn't afford the 500% tax for a sex license. In fact, as a white man, he couldn't afford much of anything. | If only mother was here to enjoy the moonlight for the last time. Before the migration we would sit for hours under the stars. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | If only mother was here to enjoy the moonlight for the last time. Before the migration we would sit for hours under the stars. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | I always thought it would be the cockroaches or the cats. Our machines even, I would say, had you asked me 20 years ago. Then the raccoons took Reykjavik.
edit: changed that second sentence to better reflect the dependent clause. | Time there was, once; upon it the world turned. 'Evenfall' they called it - such a beautiful name for the end - where time just unravelled like a severed piece of string. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | A young girl, mesmerized by the carnival, walks up to a game booth. "Bullseye!" she exclaims, gun in hand. Passersby cheer as blood flows down the elderly man's forehead. | Time there was, once; upon it the world turned. 'Evenfall' they called it - such a beautiful name for the end - where time just unravelled like a severed piece of string. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | He was two days shy of his 40th birthday, and still a virgin. As a white man, he couldn't afford the 500% tax for a sex license. In fact, as a white man, he couldn't afford much of anything. | Time there was, once; upon it the world turned. 'Evenfall' they called it - such a beautiful name for the end - where time just unravelled like a severed piece of string. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | Time there was, once; upon it the world turned. 'Evenfall' they called it - such a beautiful name for the end - where time just unravelled like a severed piece of string. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | "Citizen 32754, it has come to the Ministry of Correction's attention that you have exhausted your use to the state. Please proceed to your left to be dealt with accordingly." | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | In, re-educated, out. In, re-educated, out. No repeat offenders. Tuesday, in, catastrophic failure. | As I step out into the morning air, my instinct tells me "it's good to be alive."
Yet... I know for a fact that it isn't.
EDITED: Because I'm tired and part of it didn't make sense :P | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | A young girl, mesmerized by the carnival, walks up to a game booth. "Bullseye!" she exclaims, gun in hand. Passersby cheer as blood flows down the elderly man's forehead. | As I step out into the morning air, my instinct tells me "it's good to be alive."
Yet... I know for a fact that it isn't.
EDITED: Because I'm tired and part of it didn't make sense :P | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | The street outside didn't know where I was and neither did my house.
A Google social engineer would be here to address the problem in the next 10 minutes. | As I step out into the morning air, my instinct tells me "it's good to be alive."
Yet... I know for a fact that it isn't.
EDITED: Because I'm tired and part of it didn't make sense :P | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | He was two days shy of his 40th birthday, and still a virgin. As a white man, he couldn't afford the 500% tax for a sex license. In fact, as a white man, he couldn't afford much of anything. | As I step out into the morning air, my instinct tells me "it's good to be alive."
Yet... I know for a fact that it isn't.
EDITED: Because I'm tired and part of it didn't make sense :P | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | As I step out into the morning air, my instinct tells me "it's good to be alive."
Yet... I know for a fact that it isn't.
EDITED: Because I'm tired and part of it didn't make sense :P | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | A young girl, mesmerized by the carnival, walks up to a game booth. "Bullseye!" she exclaims, gun in hand. Passersby cheer as blood flows down the elderly man's forehead. | I always thought it would be the cockroaches or the cats. Our machines even, I would say, had you asked me 20 years ago. Then the raccoons took Reykjavik.
edit: changed that second sentence to better reflect the dependent clause. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | I always thought it would be the cockroaches or the cats. Our machines even, I would say, had you asked me 20 years ago. Then the raccoons took Reykjavik.
edit: changed that second sentence to better reflect the dependent clause. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | A young girl, mesmerized by the carnival, walks up to a game booth. "Bullseye!" she exclaims, gun in hand. Passersby cheer as blood flows down the elderly man's forehead. | "What does my inner voice tell me?" Oswald smiled slightly, repeating back the counselor's question.
"Yes," he continued. "There is a 'something' in my head. But it doesn't talk." | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | Morrison walked down into the subway, boarded the train, heading for his nine to five. He passed by an old woman, moaning in pain on the ground. Wasn't his problem. | "What does my inner voice tell me?" Oswald smiled slightly, repeating back the counselor's question.
"Yes," he continued. "There is a 'something' in my head. But it doesn't talk." | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | You know what I noticed about the apocalypse? Same as Vincent Vega noticed about Europe. The little things. It didn’t come all at once. The apocalypse was super gradual. | "What does my inner voice tell me?" Oswald smiled slightly, repeating back the counselor's question.
"Yes," he continued. "There is a 'something' in my head. But it doesn't talk." | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | The street outside didn't know where I was and neither did my house.
A Google social engineer would be here to address the problem in the next 10 minutes. | "What does my inner voice tell me?" Oswald smiled slightly, repeating back the counselor's question.
"Yes," he continued. "There is a 'something' in my head. But it doesn't talk." | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | He was two days shy of his 40th birthday, and still a virgin. As a white man, he couldn't afford the 500% tax for a sex license. In fact, as a white man, he couldn't afford much of anything. | "What does my inner voice tell me?" Oswald smiled slightly, repeating back the counselor's question.
"Yes," he continued. "There is a 'something' in my head. But it doesn't talk." | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | "What does my inner voice tell me?" Oswald smiled slightly, repeating back the counselor's question.
"Yes," he continued. "There is a 'something' in my head. But it doesn't talk." | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | A young girl, mesmerized by the carnival, walks up to a game booth. "Bullseye!" she exclaims, gun in hand. Passersby cheer as blood flows down the elderly man's forehead. | In, re-educated, out. In, re-educated, out. No repeat offenders. Tuesday, in, catastrophic failure. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | He was two days shy of his 40th birthday, and still a virgin. As a white man, he couldn't afford the 500% tax for a sex license. In fact, as a white man, he couldn't afford much of anything. | In, re-educated, out. In, re-educated, out. No repeat offenders. Tuesday, in, catastrophic failure. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | In, re-educated, out. In, re-educated, out. No repeat offenders. Tuesday, in, catastrophic failure. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | A young girl, mesmerized by the carnival, walks up to a game booth. "Bullseye!" she exclaims, gun in hand. Passersby cheer as blood flows down the elderly man's forehead. | A part of my brain is telling me it's been too long since I last went outside. The clock on my monitor is telling me it's only been twenty minutes. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | Morrison walked down into the subway, boarded the train, heading for his nine to five. He passed by an old woman, moaning in pain on the ground. Wasn't his problem. | A part of my brain is telling me it's been too long since I last went outside. The clock on my monitor is telling me it's only been twenty minutes. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | You know what I noticed about the apocalypse? Same as Vincent Vega noticed about Europe. The little things. It didn’t come all at once. The apocalypse was super gradual. | A part of my brain is telling me it's been too long since I last went outside. The clock on my monitor is telling me it's only been twenty minutes. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | The street outside didn't know where I was and neither did my house.
A Google social engineer would be here to address the problem in the next 10 minutes. | A part of my brain is telling me it's been too long since I last went outside. The clock on my monitor is telling me it's only been twenty minutes. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | He was two days shy of his 40th birthday, and still a virgin. As a white man, he couldn't afford the 500% tax for a sex license. In fact, as a white man, he couldn't afford much of anything. | A part of my brain is telling me it's been too long since I last went outside. The clock on my monitor is telling me it's only been twenty minutes. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | I was beginning to suspect. We all were, ever since the lights went out. They came back, but our trust didn't. They never told us why. That was their mistake. | A part of my brain is telling me it's been too long since I last went outside. The clock on my monitor is telling me it's only been twenty minutes. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | A part of my brain is telling me it's been too long since I last went outside. The clock on my monitor is telling me it's only been twenty minutes. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | The raindrops crash against my windowpane. Yet when I look outside the fire is still burning. | A part of my brain is telling me it's been too long since I last went outside. The clock on my monitor is telling me it's only been twenty minutes. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | A young girl, mesmerized by the carnival, walks up to a game booth. "Bullseye!" she exclaims, gun in hand. Passersby cheer as blood flows down the elderly man's forehead. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | You know what I noticed about the apocalypse? Same as Vincent Vega noticed about Europe. The little things. It didn’t come all at once. The apocalypse was super gradual. | Morrison walked down into the subway, boarded the train, heading for his nine to five. He passed by an old woman, moaning in pain on the ground. Wasn't his problem. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | The street outside didn't know where I was and neither did my house.
A Google social engineer would be here to address the problem in the next 10 minutes. | Morrison walked down into the subway, boarded the train, heading for his nine to five. He passed by an old woman, moaning in pain on the ground. Wasn't his problem. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | He was two days shy of his 40th birthday, and still a virgin. As a white man, he couldn't afford the 500% tax for a sex license. In fact, as a white man, he couldn't afford much of anything. | Morrison walked down into the subway, boarded the train, heading for his nine to five. He passed by an old woman, moaning in pain on the ground. Wasn't his problem. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | Morrison walked down into the subway, boarded the train, heading for his nine to five. He passed by an old woman, moaning in pain on the ground. Wasn't his problem. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | The street outside didn't know where I was and neither did my house.
A Google social engineer would be here to address the problem in the next 10 minutes. | You know what I noticed about the apocalypse? Same as Vincent Vega noticed about Europe. The little things. It didn’t come all at once. The apocalypse was super gradual. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | He was two days shy of his 40th birthday, and still a virgin. As a white man, he couldn't afford the 500% tax for a sex license. In fact, as a white man, he couldn't afford much of anything. | You know what I noticed about the apocalypse? Same as Vincent Vega noticed about Europe. The little things. It didn’t come all at once. The apocalypse was super gradual. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | You know what I noticed about the apocalypse? Same as Vincent Vega noticed about Europe. The little things. It didn’t come all at once. The apocalypse was super gradual. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | He was two days shy of his 40th birthday, and still a virgin. As a white man, he couldn't afford the 500% tax for a sex license. In fact, as a white man, he couldn't afford much of anything. | The street outside didn't know where I was and neither did my house.
A Google social engineer would be here to address the problem in the next 10 minutes. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | The street outside didn't know where I was and neither did my house.
A Google social engineer would be here to address the problem in the next 10 minutes. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | He was two days shy of his 40th birthday, and still a virgin. As a white man, he couldn't afford the 500% tax for a sex license. In fact, as a white man, he couldn't afford much of anything. | |
[FF] In under 30 words, write an enticing start to a novel establishing a dystopian society | *Everyone* smiled and merrily went about their way. Streets were clean. No violence. No illness. Everyone *always* smiled.
I rubbed my eyes. *Something... something's—*.
A twitch.
I smiled. | I was beginning to suspect. We all were, ever since the lights went out. They came back, but our trust didn't. They never told us why. That was their mistake. | |
The sentences can be in any format you choose. All up to you. go wild. | [FF] Create an antagonist, and make me hate that antagonist in 4 sentences or less. | Thomas' glazed, crazed eyes stared intently at the glowing oven.
He enjoyed the way it glowed; the warmth it offered.
More notably, he enjoyed watching the small, panicked figure scramble from within on the searing oven rack.
The audio of a burning kitten sounded throughout the messy kitchen, causing Thomas to smile... | Leon wasn't a racist.
He was just tired of political correctness.
They were just going to hire him for diversity, anyways.
So it was justified enough for him to lose a bit of the paperwork. |
The sentences can be in any format you choose. All up to you. go wild. | [FF] Create an antagonist, and make me hate that antagonist in 4 sentences or less. | "Karen..."
His nasally voice smacked with all the sweet molasses of a worn out vinyl record playing through a downspout full of diarrhea.
Karen gritted her teeth, smoothed back her bangs, and turned to face the bloated assistant manager with lips that reminded her of a prolapsed asshole.
"Bend over again, you know... | Leon wasn't a racist.
He was just tired of political correctness.
They were just going to hire him for diversity, anyways.
So it was justified enough for him to lose a bit of the paperwork. |
The sentences can be in any format you choose. All up to you. go wild. | [FF] Create an antagonist, and make me hate that antagonist in 4 sentences or less. | Paul found the formula online.
He mixed the chemicals in his dorm-room.
Laying in bed that night, he was so excited he could hardly sleep.
The next morning her beautiful smile would be ruined forever. | Leon wasn't a racist.
He was just tired of political correctness.
They were just going to hire him for diversity, anyways.
So it was justified enough for him to lose a bit of the paperwork. |
The sentences can be in any format you choose. All up to you. go wild. | [FF] Create an antagonist, and make me hate that antagonist in 4 sentences or less. | "Darling," she spoke down her nose to me as always, "I told you thousand times if I told you the once, there are no pets allowed in this building."
"I know, Mrs Lloyd, I just had to look after my sister's dog for a week while she's in hospital. Where did you leave him?"
"I didn't leave him anywhere, my boy; he was *a... | Leon wasn't a racist.
He was just tired of political correctness.
They were just going to hire him for diversity, anyways.
So it was justified enough for him to lose a bit of the paperwork. |
The sentences can be in any format you choose. All up to you. go wild. | [FF] Create an antagonist, and make me hate that antagonist in 4 sentences or less. | Nathan was finishing up his normal routine.
He looked down at the girl, no older than 19, trying to struggle for the last breath that will never come.
"Thanks, I really enjoyed myself", he said, as he casually picked up the money he previously left on the table and gingerly walked out the door.
With a spring in his ... | Leon wasn't a racist.
He was just tired of political correctness.
They were just going to hire him for diversity, anyways.
So it was justified enough for him to lose a bit of the paperwork. |
The sentences can be in any format you choose. All up to you. go wild. | [FF] Create an antagonist, and make me hate that antagonist in 4 sentences or less. | "Hi, I'm a tumblr feminist." | Leon wasn't a racist.
He was just tired of political correctness.
They were just going to hire him for diversity, anyways.
So it was justified enough for him to lose a bit of the paperwork. |
The sentences can be in any format you choose. All up to you. go wild. | [FF] Create an antagonist, and make me hate that antagonist in 4 sentences or less. | Thomas' glazed, crazed eyes stared intently at the glowing oven.
He enjoyed the way it glowed; the warmth it offered.
More notably, he enjoyed watching the small, panicked figure scramble from within on the searing oven rack.
The audio of a burning kitten sounded throughout the messy kitchen, causing Thomas to smile... | Grand Prophet Michael could not understand the peoples’ aversion to him. Did they not see that he was here to save them, even from themselves? Sighing, he buries his disappointment and nods to his soldiers, which have their rifles pointing at a crowd of men, women, and children. “Open fire.” |
The sentences can be in any format you choose. All up to you. go wild. | [FF] Create an antagonist, and make me hate that antagonist in 4 sentences or less. | "Karen..."
His nasally voice smacked with all the sweet molasses of a worn out vinyl record playing through a downspout full of diarrhea.
Karen gritted her teeth, smoothed back her bangs, and turned to face the bloated assistant manager with lips that reminded her of a prolapsed asshole.
"Bend over again, you know... | Grand Prophet Michael could not understand the peoples’ aversion to him. Did they not see that he was here to save them, even from themselves? Sighing, he buries his disappointment and nods to his soldiers, which have their rifles pointing at a crowd of men, women, and children. “Open fire.” |
The sentences can be in any format you choose. All up to you. go wild. | [FF] Create an antagonist, and make me hate that antagonist in 4 sentences or less. | Paul found the formula online.
He mixed the chemicals in his dorm-room.
Laying in bed that night, he was so excited he could hardly sleep.
The next morning her beautiful smile would be ruined forever. | Grand Prophet Michael could not understand the peoples’ aversion to him. Did they not see that he was here to save them, even from themselves? Sighing, he buries his disappointment and nods to his soldiers, which have their rifles pointing at a crowd of men, women, and children. “Open fire.” |
The sentences can be in any format you choose. All up to you. go wild. | [FF] Create an antagonist, and make me hate that antagonist in 4 sentences or less. | "Darling," she spoke down her nose to me as always, "I told you thousand times if I told you the once, there are no pets allowed in this building."
"I know, Mrs Lloyd, I just had to look after my sister's dog for a week while she's in hospital. Where did you leave him?"
"I didn't leave him anywhere, my boy; he was *a... | Grand Prophet Michael could not understand the peoples’ aversion to him. Did they not see that he was here to save them, even from themselves? Sighing, he buries his disappointment and nods to his soldiers, which have their rifles pointing at a crowd of men, women, and children. “Open fire.” |
The sentences can be in any format you choose. All up to you. go wild. | [FF] Create an antagonist, and make me hate that antagonist in 4 sentences or less. | Nathan was finishing up his normal routine.
He looked down at the girl, no older than 19, trying to struggle for the last breath that will never come.
"Thanks, I really enjoyed myself", he said, as he casually picked up the money he previously left on the table and gingerly walked out the door.
With a spring in his ... | Grand Prophet Michael could not understand the peoples’ aversion to him. Did they not see that he was here to save them, even from themselves? Sighing, he buries his disappointment and nods to his soldiers, which have their rifles pointing at a crowd of men, women, and children. “Open fire.” |
The sentences can be in any format you choose. All up to you. go wild. | [FF] Create an antagonist, and make me hate that antagonist in 4 sentences or less. | Thomas' glazed, crazed eyes stared intently at the glowing oven.
He enjoyed the way it glowed; the warmth it offered.
More notably, he enjoyed watching the small, panicked figure scramble from within on the searing oven rack.
The audio of a burning kitten sounded throughout the messy kitchen, causing Thomas to smile... | "...so you really are just a two pump chump."
Maxwell rolled off the club-girl like toppings off of a clumsily made [taco.](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3vQVLM7BUwQ) "I could have done it in three," he said, [smacking his lips](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aeicjDR5sPE) with the voice of a [scaled fish writhing]... |
The sentences can be in any format you choose. All up to you. go wild. | [FF] Create an antagonist, and make me hate that antagonist in 4 sentences or less. | "Karen..."
His nasally voice smacked with all the sweet molasses of a worn out vinyl record playing through a downspout full of diarrhea.
Karen gritted her teeth, smoothed back her bangs, and turned to face the bloated assistant manager with lips that reminded her of a prolapsed asshole.
"Bend over again, you know... | "...so you really are just a two pump chump."
Maxwell rolled off the club-girl like toppings off of a clumsily made [taco.](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3vQVLM7BUwQ) "I could have done it in three," he said, [smacking his lips](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aeicjDR5sPE) with the voice of a [scaled fish writhing]... |
The sentences can be in any format you choose. All up to you. go wild. | [FF] Create an antagonist, and make me hate that antagonist in 4 sentences or less. | Thomas' glazed, crazed eyes stared intently at the glowing oven.
He enjoyed the way it glowed; the warmth it offered.
More notably, he enjoyed watching the small, panicked figure scramble from within on the searing oven rack.
The audio of a burning kitten sounded throughout the messy kitchen, causing Thomas to smile... | "Why do I kill?" I ask myself every morning, staring blankly into the mirror.
It's not for the money, I make plenty as a computer scientist.
It's not for revenge, or some great cause.
I kill because.... It's fun. |
The sentences can be in any format you choose. All up to you. go wild. | [FF] Create an antagonist, and make me hate that antagonist in 4 sentences or less. | "Karen..."
His nasally voice smacked with all the sweet molasses of a worn out vinyl record playing through a downspout full of diarrhea.
Karen gritted her teeth, smoothed back her bangs, and turned to face the bloated assistant manager with lips that reminded her of a prolapsed asshole.
"Bend over again, you know... | "Why do I kill?" I ask myself every morning, staring blankly into the mirror.
It's not for the money, I make plenty as a computer scientist.
It's not for revenge, or some great cause.
I kill because.... It's fun. |
The sentences can be in any format you choose. All up to you. go wild. | [FF] Create an antagonist, and make me hate that antagonist in 4 sentences or less. | "Karen..."
His nasally voice smacked with all the sweet molasses of a worn out vinyl record playing through a downspout full of diarrhea.
Karen gritted her teeth, smoothed back her bangs, and turned to face the bloated assistant manager with lips that reminded her of a prolapsed asshole.
"Bend over again, you know... | My seething rage boiled over the duct-tape in my mouth tied so tightly it turned my forehead a bright red.
My screams were muffled and inaudible, yet I persisted with every breath I had.
He finally turned around, the smug little smile I'd had seen like the back of my hand had never looked so sinister.
"No one will e... |
The sentences can be in any format you choose. All up to you. go wild. | [FF] Create an antagonist, and make me hate that antagonist in 4 sentences or less. | "Darling," she spoke down her nose to me as always, "I told you thousand times if I told you the once, there are no pets allowed in this building."
"I know, Mrs Lloyd, I just had to look after my sister's dog for a week while she's in hospital. Where did you leave him?"
"I didn't leave him anywhere, my boy; he was *a... | Paul found the formula online.
He mixed the chemicals in his dorm-room.
Laying in bed that night, he was so excited he could hardly sleep.
The next morning her beautiful smile would be ruined forever. |
[WP] Aliens have begun to invade Earth, but they aren't at all as intelligent as they are chalked up to be. | "General, the feed is up. Colonel James is live from Nevada."
"Thank you, Private."
It was 02:04 in Washington DC, and despite being roused from sleep only twenty minutes ago, General Henley was as wide and alert as could be.
What was happening in Nevada had been a long time coming. NASA had been tracking the cap... | The first unusual thing about the day was the smoke, a light fog with a burning smell. My curiosity defeated my laziness and I went outside, where I saw desperate people running and screaming, sirens, ambulances, police and fire trucks. I began to sweat and I felt the adrenaline. People that lived in New York know this... | |
[WP] Every Tuesday an old, slightly crazed man runs into your shop and asks for the year, before walking out in disappointment. This has been going on for years, until yesterday. | My father used to tell me stories about my great-grandfather opening this deli. 1926, he immigrated from Germany to open Eckheart's Deli. Since then it's become something of a fixture in the neighborhood, due in no small part to the generations of Huber's staffing it, a straight line from my great grandfather to me.
W... | “Nick get over here and mop up the mess Mr. Jackson made in aisle 4.”
“I don’t get it, he comes in here every single day for a gallon of milk, and today just decides to throw it on the ground. What does he need an entire gallon for every day, anyway? He has no wife, or kids, lives alone… What does he do, drink noth... | |
[WP] Every Tuesday an old, slightly crazed man runs into your shop and asks for the year, before walking out in disappointment. This has been going on for years, until yesterday. | It's Tuesday. I'm craving nicotine. Usually I take a smoke after ''Doc'' comes in at 12:25 asking for the god damn year. It's 12:48 and he still hasn't shown up. Every day for almost 3 years this has happened, and the pathetic thing is, I still work here. I know he lives only 2 houses down the street from the store. 'S... | **Clocks**
Around the corner from the old tailor,
In that walkway hung with vines,
There nestles a small store, and through that old door,
You'll find my clocks and I.
Not many customers find me,
But my memory never goes amiss.
I recall one old fellow, all greyed and mellowed,
And his story goes like this... | |
[WP] You bend over on a crowded street to tie your shoelace. Upon standing up, you realized that everybody is now gone. | Halloween. New Orleans. Jack stepped out of the strip club and onto Bourbon St. His prudish friends said they'd be in the bar across the street. He strolled through the mass of people: zombies, pirates, dolls, skeletons, slutty superheroes and even a fellow devil. He smiled at the she-devil, grabbed her hand, kissed it... | 7:29 am, I read, as I looked down at my watch, monogrammed with Alan in hold letters. Looking past it, I noticed that my shoe was untied. I stopped, and knelt down to untie it. Something felt off, I realized, as I finished tieing my shoe. I looked up and realized it was dead silent, and not a soul was tk be seen. I loo... | |
[WP] You bend over on a crowded street to tie your shoelace. Upon standing up, you realized that everybody is now gone. | Halloween. New Orleans. Jack stepped out of the strip club and onto Bourbon St. His prudish friends said they'd be in the bar across the street. He strolled through the mass of people: zombies, pirates, dolls, skeletons, slutty superheroes and even a fellow devil. He smiled at the she-devil, grabbed her hand, kissed it... | I was running late for work.
Sidewalks at around half past seven in the city are a place you do not want to be if you're in a hurry. Of course, I was in a hurry that morning.
There's almost no point in trying to avoid other walkers in such a densely packed mass. If you do move aside, you'll only get in someone else... | |
[WP] You bend over on a crowded street to tie your shoelace. Upon standing up, you realized that everybody is now gone. | Halloween. New Orleans. Jack stepped out of the strip club and onto Bourbon St. His prudish friends said they'd be in the bar across the street. He strolled through the mass of people: zombies, pirates, dolls, skeletons, slutty superheroes and even a fellow devil. He smiled at the she-devil, grabbed her hand, kissed it... | Damn, I should have learned to double knot. My teachers and parents always tried to teach me but I just didn't think my shoe would really come untied. But it happened today. Should I just keep walking and see if I trip? Maybe that is what I'll do. I could probably walk another 3 blocks to home and just throw these shoe... | |
[WP] You bend over on a crowded street to tie your shoelace. Upon standing up, you realized that everybody is now gone. | It was just a typical Tuesday morning. I hate Tuesdays. You see, Mondays are bad, sure, but they are busy and time goes by fast when you’re busy. Tuesdays are just boring. The bulk of the work that piled up over the weekend has been taken care of and you settle into a snail’s pace of monotony that will continue for the... | Damn, I should have learned to double knot. My teachers and parents always tried to teach me but I just didn't think my shoe would really come untied. But it happened today. Should I just keep walking and see if I trip? Maybe that is what I'll do. I could probably walk another 3 blocks to home and just throw these shoe... | |
[WP] Any feel-good story. Write me a story with a happy ending, that reaffirms my belief in the innate goodness of humanity, but without being blase, cliche or childish. | A stranger asked me to tell them- simply put, in layman's terms "why is life is worth living?"
I thought for a while, in my self imposed exile. Another lonely night spent reminding myself to stay sober.
For just one more day.
You hear that a lot in those circles there "24 hours at a time"
a race against the clock- c... | The stones were immeasurably old, around eight times the height of a man and standing firmly, immovably in a circle of taller stones that looked worn and ancient like the faces of those who spent their lives gazing into them, wondering just what they meant, why they were here. Painstakingly chiselled into the outer rin... | |
[WP] Any feel-good story. Write me a story with a happy ending, that reaffirms my belief in the innate goodness of humanity, but without being blase, cliche or childish. | I wake up, walk outside, and smell the fresh, beautiful smell of a warm spring day. I go for my daily run and meet up with a friend of mine that I usually run with. We're having a great time, laughing and smelling the smells and seeing the sights and tasting the air. We split up and I head back home.
My master gives me... | The stones were immeasurably old, around eight times the height of a man and standing firmly, immovably in a circle of taller stones that looked worn and ancient like the faces of those who spent their lives gazing into them, wondering just what they meant, why they were here. Painstakingly chiselled into the outer rin... | |
[WP] Any feel-good story. Write me a story with a happy ending, that reaffirms my belief in the innate goodness of humanity, but without being blase, cliche or childish. | I note, with slight surprise, that I'm nervous more than anything.
There are any number of emotions I thought might have taken the lead. Guilt, sorrow, possibly even anger, but nervousness is the only one that registers.
I hadn't wanted to do it, but all the love in my heart couldn't feed her, and I knew that. I was ... | The stones were immeasurably old, around eight times the height of a man and standing firmly, immovably in a circle of taller stones that looked worn and ancient like the faces of those who spent their lives gazing into them, wondering just what they meant, why they were here. Painstakingly chiselled into the outer rin... |
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