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[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | *Entry 4, March 13, 1984* "A Breach!"
Vanessa, you were correct! The *Gigansuchus* DO breach the canopy. Those holes described by Remington's expedition of 1937 are the breaching-points these leviathans use to escape the lower levels of the Pacific Growth. An explanation:
I set my team to surveilling a triad of these... | Rumbling in the deep. The sound of light hidden beneath the crowns of barked trees thousands of years old. Their branches swaying with pride, watching over the roots and the dirt that hold them. The forest grew thicker as our journey took us deeper into the vastness of the green void. We’d already been travelling for t... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | It was a subtle shift. I didn’t see it so much as feel it. The forest didn’t get darker, merely got heavier, the silence, deeper. Night fell. There was no wind. How could there be? The trees were monolithic. Each trunk was twice as thick again as I could run in five minutes, their branches spanning the sky, each... | Pillars of wood and bark stand in his path. His clothes are ragged, torn and covered with dust. Proudly, he puts his hand on his sides as he stares at the giant forest, "the tallest and darkest in the world eh?" he spoke, in a thick Irish Accent. Matthew O'Riley, one of the greatest Woodfarers who ever lived, was stand... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | My wits had near left me, I was so frightened.
In our arrogance, we believed ourselves the strongest of all species. Yet, every time someone braved the oceans, they came back with gruesome stories of horrible monsters and terrifying darkness. As far as I can remember, I was always fascinated by the Pacific Ocean. The ... | Pillars of wood and bark stand in his path. His clothes are ragged, torn and covered with dust. Proudly, he puts his hand on his sides as he stares at the giant forest, "the tallest and darkest in the world eh?" he spoke, in a thick Irish Accent. Matthew O'Riley, one of the greatest Woodfarers who ever lived, was stand... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | September 22, 2035
"This is the first day that I have decided to start using this damned audio recorder. My doctor thought it would help keep my head on straight while I was heading on what he called," a mad mans journey" but I say, Screw him! The guy was a crackpot anyway."
September 25, 2035
"These trees... | Pillars of wood and bark stand in his path. His clothes are ragged, torn and covered with dust. Proudly, he puts his hand on his sides as he stares at the giant forest, "the tallest and darkest in the world eh?" he spoke, in a thick Irish Accent. Matthew O'Riley, one of the greatest Woodfarers who ever lived, was stand... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Crossing the vastly unexplored trench seemed like a good idea at the time. Imagine the headlines - world's most daring explorer.
But the darkness was absolute. The length of the trees were almost eternal. The circumference of the trees themselves would take hours to completely travel around. And that was just an estim... | Pillars of wood and bark stand in his path. His clothes are ragged, torn and covered with dust. Proudly, he puts his hand on his sides as he stares at the giant forest, "the tallest and darkest in the world eh?" he spoke, in a thick Irish Accent. Matthew O'Riley, one of the greatest Woodfarers who ever lived, was stand... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Few men have ever tried to cross the Mariana jungle. Those who have are yet to return. While they tell me i'll die, I know I'm gonna be the first to do it.
The trees aren't too tall on the eastern coast of the Philippines, but you can't look far into the horizons before the looming wooden pillars block the sun. My cam... | Pillars of wood and bark stand in his path. His clothes are ragged, torn and covered with dust. Proudly, he puts his hand on his sides as he stares at the giant forest, "the tallest and darkest in the world eh?" he spoke, in a thick Irish Accent. Matthew O'Riley, one of the greatest Woodfarers who ever lived, was stand... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Cool wind whipped around my body, blowing my hood off and exposing my head to the freezing air. My numb fingers passed my numbing ears, and reclaimed the hood, pulling it around me once more. It hardly offered respite from the cold. The most insulating fabrics on my body felt diaphanous in those conditions.
We were... | Pillars of wood and bark stand in his path. His clothes are ragged, torn and covered with dust. Proudly, he puts his hand on his sides as he stares at the giant forest, "the tallest and darkest in the world eh?" he spoke, in a thick Irish Accent. Matthew O'Riley, one of the greatest Woodfarers who ever lived, was stand... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | They say that nature reclaims everything. That, given time, she will always heal, grow, survive hardship, and come out stronger for having endured it. Continents may shift, disasters ravage the land, volcanoes have filled the sky with ash and coated the ground in rock. And still nature emerges. Tenacious. Enduring. Ove... | Pillars of wood and bark stand in his path. His clothes are ragged, torn and covered with dust. Proudly, he puts his hand on his sides as he stares at the giant forest, "the tallest and darkest in the world eh?" he spoke, in a thick Irish Accent. Matthew O'Riley, one of the greatest Woodfarers who ever lived, was stand... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | The conquistador stopped in his tracks. Before him, the vast endless forest lay before him.
He paused for a breath, as if he was taking a plunge. This was it. There was no turning back now. From here on, the only way was down.
The conquistador, walked along the tight trodden path down a steep decline. Behind him was... | Pillars of wood and bark stand in his path. His clothes are ragged, torn and covered with dust. Proudly, he puts his hand on his sides as he stares at the giant forest, "the tallest and darkest in the world eh?" he spoke, in a thick Irish Accent. Matthew O'Riley, one of the greatest Woodfarers who ever lived, was stand... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | It was a subtle shift. I didn’t see it so much as feel it. The forest didn’t get darker, merely got heavier, the silence, deeper. Night fell. There was no wind. How could there be? The trees were monolithic. Each trunk was twice as thick again as I could run in five minutes, their branches spanning the sky, each... | It had seemed like it would be so easy when I started. The shallows were just saplings, none even reached my knees at first. As I made my way deeper and deeper, though, I realized how difficult a mission this would be. After only a day the trees towered over me and allowed little light for the floor. My progressions sl... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Crossing the vastly unexplored trench seemed like a good idea at the time. Imagine the headlines - world's most daring explorer.
But the darkness was absolute. The length of the trees were almost eternal. The circumference of the trees themselves would take hours to completely travel around. And that was just an estim... | It had seemed like it would be so easy when I started. The shallows were just saplings, none even reached my knees at first. As I made my way deeper and deeper, though, I realized how difficult a mission this would be. After only a day the trees towered over me and allowed little light for the floor. My progressions sl... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Few men have ever tried to cross the Mariana jungle. Those who have are yet to return. While they tell me i'll die, I know I'm gonna be the first to do it.
The trees aren't too tall on the eastern coast of the Philippines, but you can't look far into the horizons before the looming wooden pillars block the sun. My cam... | It had seemed like it would be so easy when I started. The shallows were just saplings, none even reached my knees at first. As I made my way deeper and deeper, though, I realized how difficult a mission this would be. After only a day the trees towered over me and allowed little light for the floor. My progressions sl... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Cool wind whipped around my body, blowing my hood off and exposing my head to the freezing air. My numb fingers passed my numbing ears, and reclaimed the hood, pulling it around me once more. It hardly offered respite from the cold. The most insulating fabrics on my body felt diaphanous in those conditions.
We were... | It had seemed like it would be so easy when I started. The shallows were just saplings, none even reached my knees at first. As I made my way deeper and deeper, though, I realized how difficult a mission this would be. After only a day the trees towered over me and allowed little light for the floor. My progressions sl... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | The conquistador stopped in his tracks. Before him, the vast endless forest lay before him.
He paused for a breath, as if he was taking a plunge. This was it. There was no turning back now. From here on, the only way was down.
The conquistador, walked along the tight trodden path down a steep decline. Behind him was... | It had seemed like it would be so easy when I started. The shallows were just saplings, none even reached my knees at first. As I made my way deeper and deeper, though, I realized how difficult a mission this would be. After only a day the trees towered over me and allowed little light for the floor. My progressions sl... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | It was a subtle shift. I didn’t see it so much as feel it. The forest didn’t get darker, merely got heavier, the silence, deeper. Night fell. There was no wind. How could there be? The trees were monolithic. Each trunk was twice as thick again as I could run in five minutes, their branches spanning the sky, each... | Old light, long filtered through leaf and branch and dust,
Bare brightens a plain of grey. The trunks, huge wide
And caked in bark like rock, are senitels
Through which I pass.
Each step,
A silent memory.
A walk of
Loneliness,
And regret,
And loss.
Descending
Deeper,
Deeper,
Deeper.
Far down,
Into the un... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Crossing the vastly unexplored trench seemed like a good idea at the time. Imagine the headlines - world's most daring explorer.
But the darkness was absolute. The length of the trees were almost eternal. The circumference of the trees themselves would take hours to completely travel around. And that was just an estim... | Old light, long filtered through leaf and branch and dust,
Bare brightens a plain of grey. The trunks, huge wide
And caked in bark like rock, are senitels
Through which I pass.
Each step,
A silent memory.
A walk of
Loneliness,
And regret,
And loss.
Descending
Deeper,
Deeper,
Deeper.
Far down,
Into the un... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Few men have ever tried to cross the Mariana jungle. Those who have are yet to return. While they tell me i'll die, I know I'm gonna be the first to do it.
The trees aren't too tall on the eastern coast of the Philippines, but you can't look far into the horizons before the looming wooden pillars block the sun. My cam... | Old light, long filtered through leaf and branch and dust,
Bare brightens a plain of grey. The trunks, huge wide
And caked in bark like rock, are senitels
Through which I pass.
Each step,
A silent memory.
A walk of
Loneliness,
And regret,
And loss.
Descending
Deeper,
Deeper,
Deeper.
Far down,
Into the un... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Cool wind whipped around my body, blowing my hood off and exposing my head to the freezing air. My numb fingers passed my numbing ears, and reclaimed the hood, pulling it around me once more. It hardly offered respite from the cold. The most insulating fabrics on my body felt diaphanous in those conditions.
We were... | Old light, long filtered through leaf and branch and dust,
Bare brightens a plain of grey. The trunks, huge wide
And caked in bark like rock, are senitels
Through which I pass.
Each step,
A silent memory.
A walk of
Loneliness,
And regret,
And loss.
Descending
Deeper,
Deeper,
Deeper.
Far down,
Into the un... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | The conquistador stopped in his tracks. Before him, the vast endless forest lay before him.
He paused for a breath, as if he was taking a plunge. This was it. There was no turning back now. From here on, the only way was down.
The conquistador, walked along the tight trodden path down a steep decline. Behind him was... | Old light, long filtered through leaf and branch and dust,
Bare brightens a plain of grey. The trunks, huge wide
And caked in bark like rock, are senitels
Through which I pass.
Each step,
A silent memory.
A walk of
Loneliness,
And regret,
And loss.
Descending
Deeper,
Deeper,
Deeper.
Far down,
Into the un... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | It was a subtle shift. I didn’t see it so much as feel it. The forest didn’t get darker, merely got heavier, the silence, deeper. Night fell. There was no wind. How could there be? The trees were monolithic. Each trunk was twice as thick again as I could run in five minutes, their branches spanning the sky, each... | The endless forest rolled out ahead and into the void, under the starless dark. Little trees at first, where the sandy beach became soil, became bushy undergrowth. From there, the pillars grew taller, and thicker, and deeper, and darker. They were the seas in a place where salt-water found itself unwelcome.
Nothing li... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Crossing the vastly unexplored trench seemed like a good idea at the time. Imagine the headlines - world's most daring explorer.
But the darkness was absolute. The length of the trees were almost eternal. The circumference of the trees themselves would take hours to completely travel around. And that was just an estim... | The endless forest rolled out ahead and into the void, under the starless dark. Little trees at first, where the sandy beach became soil, became bushy undergrowth. From there, the pillars grew taller, and thicker, and deeper, and darker. They were the seas in a place where salt-water found itself unwelcome.
Nothing li... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Few men have ever tried to cross the Mariana jungle. Those who have are yet to return. While they tell me i'll die, I know I'm gonna be the first to do it.
The trees aren't too tall on the eastern coast of the Philippines, but you can't look far into the horizons before the looming wooden pillars block the sun. My cam... | The endless forest rolled out ahead and into the void, under the starless dark. Little trees at first, where the sandy beach became soil, became bushy undergrowth. From there, the pillars grew taller, and thicker, and deeper, and darker. They were the seas in a place where salt-water found itself unwelcome.
Nothing li... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Cool wind whipped around my body, blowing my hood off and exposing my head to the freezing air. My numb fingers passed my numbing ears, and reclaimed the hood, pulling it around me once more. It hardly offered respite from the cold. The most insulating fabrics on my body felt diaphanous in those conditions.
We were... | The endless forest rolled out ahead and into the void, under the starless dark. Little trees at first, where the sandy beach became soil, became bushy undergrowth. From there, the pillars grew taller, and thicker, and deeper, and darker. They were the seas in a place where salt-water found itself unwelcome.
Nothing li... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | The conquistador stopped in his tracks. Before him, the vast endless forest lay before him.
He paused for a breath, as if he was taking a plunge. This was it. There was no turning back now. From here on, the only way was down.
The conquistador, walked along the tight trodden path down a steep decline. Behind him was... | The endless forest rolled out ahead and into the void, under the starless dark. Little trees at first, where the sandy beach became soil, became bushy undergrowth. From there, the pillars grew taller, and thicker, and deeper, and darker. They were the seas in a place where salt-water found itself unwelcome.
Nothing li... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Few men have ever tried to cross the Mariana jungle. Those who have are yet to return. While they tell me i'll die, I know I'm gonna be the first to do it.
The trees aren't too tall on the eastern coast of the Philippines, but you can't look far into the horizons before the looming wooden pillars block the sun. My cam... | DAY 5
I don’t know why I did it. I thought I did, but now I’m not sure. Cold, wet, silent. Not a drop of sun to warm the bones. The black maw before me eagerly consumes the light from my tiny headlamp.
Why did I come here … alone?
The air thickens on the descent. Repulsive odors ooze from the slimy walls. How can an... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Cool wind whipped around my body, blowing my hood off and exposing my head to the freezing air. My numb fingers passed my numbing ears, and reclaimed the hood, pulling it around me once more. It hardly offered respite from the cold. The most insulating fabrics on my body felt diaphanous in those conditions.
We were... | DAY 5
I don’t know why I did it. I thought I did, but now I’m not sure. Cold, wet, silent. Not a drop of sun to warm the bones. The black maw before me eagerly consumes the light from my tiny headlamp.
Why did I come here … alone?
The air thickens on the descent. Repulsive odors ooze from the slimy walls. How can an... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Few men have ever tried to cross the Mariana jungle. Those who have are yet to return. While they tell me i'll die, I know I'm gonna be the first to do it.
The trees aren't too tall on the eastern coast of the Philippines, but you can't look far into the horizons before the looming wooden pillars block the sun. My cam... | It was nothing like we imagined when we were kids, nothing like the forests of civilization. We pictured endless fields of trees - not this. Some of the trees were so old that they petrified, while other equally ancient trees have grown from such depths that their roots intermingled and became one unbelievably vast den... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Cool wind whipped around my body, blowing my hood off and exposing my head to the freezing air. My numb fingers passed my numbing ears, and reclaimed the hood, pulling it around me once more. It hardly offered respite from the cold. The most insulating fabrics on my body felt diaphanous in those conditions.
We were... | It was nothing like we imagined when we were kids, nothing like the forests of civilization. We pictured endless fields of trees - not this. Some of the trees were so old that they petrified, while other equally ancient trees have grown from such depths that their roots intermingled and became one unbelievably vast den... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Few men have ever tried to cross the Mariana jungle. Those who have are yet to return. While they tell me i'll die, I know I'm gonna be the first to do it.
The trees aren't too tall on the eastern coast of the Philippines, but you can't look far into the horizons before the looming wooden pillars block the sun. My cam... | First submission, hope you all like this tale from the discoverer of the Challenger Deep:
Our pack Trilobite was carrying our atmospheric gear. The stubborn beast was having no difficulty navigating the massive root structure that made up the forest floor. Oxygen levels were approximately 65%, water vapor 20% Nitroge... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Cool wind whipped around my body, blowing my hood off and exposing my head to the freezing air. My numb fingers passed my numbing ears, and reclaimed the hood, pulling it around me once more. It hardly offered respite from the cold. The most insulating fabrics on my body felt diaphanous in those conditions.
We were... | First submission, hope you all like this tale from the discoverer of the Challenger Deep:
Our pack Trilobite was carrying our atmospheric gear. The stubborn beast was having no difficulty navigating the massive root structure that made up the forest floor. Oxygen levels were approximately 65%, water vapor 20% Nitroge... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Few men have ever tried to cross the Mariana jungle. Those who have are yet to return. While they tell me i'll die, I know I'm gonna be the first to do it.
The trees aren't too tall on the eastern coast of the Philippines, but you can't look far into the horizons before the looming wooden pillars block the sun. My cam... | The world is alive.
Over 3 quarters of our planet is filled with trees. Our blood posesses properties not unlike sap, and it is believed we emerged from the undergrowth from the decaying matter these trees shed.
A byproduct of waste processors run rampant.
Our civilisation is great. We live to destroy. The forest wish... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Cool wind whipped around my body, blowing my hood off and exposing my head to the freezing air. My numb fingers passed my numbing ears, and reclaimed the hood, pulling it around me once more. It hardly offered respite from the cold. The most insulating fabrics on my body felt diaphanous in those conditions.
We were... | The world is alive.
Over 3 quarters of our planet is filled with trees. Our blood posesses properties not unlike sap, and it is believed we emerged from the undergrowth from the decaying matter these trees shed.
A byproduct of waste processors run rampant.
Our civilisation is great. We live to destroy. The forest wish... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Few men have ever tried to cross the Mariana jungle. Those who have are yet to return. While they tell me i'll die, I know I'm gonna be the first to do it.
The trees aren't too tall on the eastern coast of the Philippines, but you can't look far into the horizons before the looming wooden pillars block the sun. My cam... | It was a subtle shift. I didn’t see it so much as feel it. The forest didn’t get darker, merely got heavier, the silence, deeper. Night fell. There was no wind. How could there be? The trees were monolithic. Each trunk was twice as thick again as I could run in five minutes, their branches spanning the sky, each... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Cool wind whipped around my body, blowing my hood off and exposing my head to the freezing air. My numb fingers passed my numbing ears, and reclaimed the hood, pulling it around me once more. It hardly offered respite from the cold. The most insulating fabrics on my body felt diaphanous in those conditions.
We were... | It was a subtle shift. I didn’t see it so much as feel it. The forest didn’t get darker, merely got heavier, the silence, deeper. Night fell. There was no wind. How could there be? The trees were monolithic. Each trunk was twice as thick again as I could run in five minutes, their branches spanning the sky, each... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | The conquistador stopped in his tracks. Before him, the vast endless forest lay before him.
He paused for a breath, as if he was taking a plunge. This was it. There was no turning back now. From here on, the only way was down.
The conquistador, walked along the tight trodden path down a steep decline. Behind him was... | It was a subtle shift. I didn’t see it so much as feel it. The forest didn’t get darker, merely got heavier, the silence, deeper. Night fell. There was no wind. How could there be? The trees were monolithic. Each trunk was twice as thick again as I could run in five minutes, their branches spanning the sky, each... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Crossing the vastly unexplored trench seemed like a good idea at the time. Imagine the headlines - world's most daring explorer.
But the darkness was absolute. The length of the trees were almost eternal. The circumference of the trees themselves would take hours to completely travel around. And that was just an estim... | My wits had near left me, I was so frightened.
In our arrogance, we believed ourselves the strongest of all species. Yet, every time someone braved the oceans, they came back with gruesome stories of horrible monsters and terrifying darkness. As far as I can remember, I was always fascinated by the Pacific Ocean. The ... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Few men have ever tried to cross the Mariana jungle. Those who have are yet to return. While they tell me i'll die, I know I'm gonna be the first to do it.
The trees aren't too tall on the eastern coast of the Philippines, but you can't look far into the horizons before the looming wooden pillars block the sun. My cam... | My wits had near left me, I was so frightened.
In our arrogance, we believed ourselves the strongest of all species. Yet, every time someone braved the oceans, they came back with gruesome stories of horrible monsters and terrifying darkness. As far as I can remember, I was always fascinated by the Pacific Ocean. The ... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Cool wind whipped around my body, blowing my hood off and exposing my head to the freezing air. My numb fingers passed my numbing ears, and reclaimed the hood, pulling it around me once more. It hardly offered respite from the cold. The most insulating fabrics on my body felt diaphanous in those conditions.
We were... | My wits had near left me, I was so frightened.
In our arrogance, we believed ourselves the strongest of all species. Yet, every time someone braved the oceans, they came back with gruesome stories of horrible monsters and terrifying darkness. As far as I can remember, I was always fascinated by the Pacific Ocean. The ... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | The conquistador stopped in his tracks. Before him, the vast endless forest lay before him.
He paused for a breath, as if he was taking a plunge. This was it. There was no turning back now. From here on, the only way was down.
The conquistador, walked along the tight trodden path down a steep decline. Behind him was... | My wits had near left me, I was so frightened.
In our arrogance, we believed ourselves the strongest of all species. Yet, every time someone braved the oceans, they came back with gruesome stories of horrible monsters and terrifying darkness. As far as I can remember, I was always fascinated by the Pacific Ocean. The ... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Few men have ever tried to cross the Mariana jungle. Those who have are yet to return. While they tell me i'll die, I know I'm gonna be the first to do it.
The trees aren't too tall on the eastern coast of the Philippines, but you can't look far into the horizons before the looming wooden pillars block the sun. My cam... |
There was no daylight, just darkness. Everything here is blind, yet they can still smell me. They can hear me. And they know I'm afraid.
Why was I such a fool to enter this place?!? I ran out of food.... days ago. This oceanic tree forest of the Marina Trench valley is so cruel...so cold...so dark...
I have forgott... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Cool wind whipped around my body, blowing my hood off and exposing my head to the freezing air. My numb fingers passed my numbing ears, and reclaimed the hood, pulling it around me once more. It hardly offered respite from the cold. The most insulating fabrics on my body felt diaphanous in those conditions.
We were... |
There was no daylight, just darkness. Everything here is blind, yet they can still smell me. They can hear me. And they know I'm afraid.
Why was I such a fool to enter this place?!? I ran out of food.... days ago. This oceanic tree forest of the Marina Trench valley is so cruel...so cold...so dark...
I have forgott... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | They say that nature reclaims everything. That, given time, she will always heal, grow, survive hardship, and come out stronger for having endured it. Continents may shift, disasters ravage the land, volcanoes have filled the sky with ash and coated the ground in rock. And still nature emerges. Tenacious. Enduring. Ove... |
There was no daylight, just darkness. Everything here is blind, yet they can still smell me. They can hear me. And they know I'm afraid.
Why was I such a fool to enter this place?!? I ran out of food.... days ago. This oceanic tree forest of the Marina Trench valley is so cruel...so cold...so dark...
I have forgott... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | "It's black."
"I know it is."
"I hope you would know it is."
"How wouldn't I?"
"Not sure."
"Right."
A pause.
"How are we to get out of here exactly?"
"No clue."
"Hmmm. You haven't got a flashlight?"
"Nope."
"How in the hell could you plan this gigantic expedition bringing nothing with you but a bit of twine ... |
There was no daylight, just darkness. Everything here is blind, yet they can still smell me. They can hear me. And they know I'm afraid.
Why was I such a fool to enter this place?!? I ran out of food.... days ago. This oceanic tree forest of the Marina Trench valley is so cruel...so cold...so dark...
I have forgott... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | The conquistador stopped in his tracks. Before him, the vast endless forest lay before him.
He paused for a breath, as if he was taking a plunge. This was it. There was no turning back now. From here on, the only way was down.
The conquistador, walked along the tight trodden path down a steep decline. Behind him was... |
There was no daylight, just darkness. Everything here is blind, yet they can still smell me. They can hear me. And they know I'm afraid.
Why was I such a fool to enter this place?!? I ran out of food.... days ago. This oceanic tree forest of the Marina Trench valley is so cruel...so cold...so dark...
I have forgott... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | *Entry 4, March 13, 1984* "A Breach!"
Vanessa, you were correct! The *Gigansuchus* DO breach the canopy. Those holes described by Remington's expedition of 1937 are the breaching-points these leviathans use to escape the lower levels of the Pacific Growth. An explanation:
I set my team to surveilling a triad of these... |
There was no daylight, just darkness. Everything here is blind, yet they can still smell me. They can hear me. And they know I'm afraid.
Why was I such a fool to enter this place?!? I ran out of food.... days ago. This oceanic tree forest of the Marina Trench valley is so cruel...so cold...so dark...
I have forgott... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | The Marina Trench.
A few days ago, I had decided to cross it. Many had said that those who did, that those who dared to enter its dark wood and clumped foliage and survive the dangers of creatures that became more violent the closer to the center you got, and those who did indeed survive and crossed the other side, wo... |
There was no daylight, just darkness. Everything here is blind, yet they can still smell me. They can hear me. And they know I'm afraid.
Why was I such a fool to enter this place?!? I ran out of food.... days ago. This oceanic tree forest of the Marina Trench valley is so cruel...so cold...so dark...
I have forgott... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Few men have ever tried to cross the Mariana jungle. Those who have are yet to return. While they tell me i'll die, I know I'm gonna be the first to do it.
The trees aren't too tall on the eastern coast of the Philippines, but you can't look far into the horizons before the looming wooden pillars block the sun. My cam... | September 22, 2035
"This is the first day that I have decided to start using this damned audio recorder. My doctor thought it would help keep my head on straight while I was heading on what he called," a mad mans journey" but I say, Screw him! The guy was a crackpot anyway."
September 25, 2035
"These trees... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Cool wind whipped around my body, blowing my hood off and exposing my head to the freezing air. My numb fingers passed my numbing ears, and reclaimed the hood, pulling it around me once more. It hardly offered respite from the cold. The most insulating fabrics on my body felt diaphanous in those conditions.
We were... | September 22, 2035
"This is the first day that I have decided to start using this damned audio recorder. My doctor thought it would help keep my head on straight while I was heading on what he called," a mad mans journey" but I say, Screw him! The guy was a crackpot anyway."
September 25, 2035
"These trees... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | They say that nature reclaims everything. That, given time, she will always heal, grow, survive hardship, and come out stronger for having endured it. Continents may shift, disasters ravage the land, volcanoes have filled the sky with ash and coated the ground in rock. And still nature emerges. Tenacious. Enduring. Ove... | September 22, 2035
"This is the first day that I have decided to start using this damned audio recorder. My doctor thought it would help keep my head on straight while I was heading on what he called," a mad mans journey" but I say, Screw him! The guy was a crackpot anyway."
September 25, 2035
"These trees... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | The conquistador stopped in his tracks. Before him, the vast endless forest lay before him.
He paused for a breath, as if he was taking a plunge. This was it. There was no turning back now. From here on, the only way was down.
The conquistador, walked along the tight trodden path down a steep decline. Behind him was... | September 22, 2035
"This is the first day that I have decided to start using this damned audio recorder. My doctor thought it would help keep my head on straight while I was heading on what he called," a mad mans journey" but I say, Screw him! The guy was a crackpot anyway."
September 25, 2035
"These trees... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Few men have ever tried to cross the Mariana jungle. Those who have are yet to return. While they tell me i'll die, I know I'm gonna be the first to do it.
The trees aren't too tall on the eastern coast of the Philippines, but you can't look far into the horizons before the looming wooden pillars block the sun. My cam... | Crossing the vastly unexplored trench seemed like a good idea at the time. Imagine the headlines - world's most daring explorer.
But the darkness was absolute. The length of the trees were almost eternal. The circumference of the trees themselves would take hours to completely travel around. And that was just an estim... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Cool wind whipped around my body, blowing my hood off and exposing my head to the freezing air. My numb fingers passed my numbing ears, and reclaimed the hood, pulling it around me once more. It hardly offered respite from the cold. The most insulating fabrics on my body felt diaphanous in those conditions.
We were... | Crossing the vastly unexplored trench seemed like a good idea at the time. Imagine the headlines - world's most daring explorer.
But the darkness was absolute. The length of the trees were almost eternal. The circumference of the trees themselves would take hours to completely travel around. And that was just an estim... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | The conquistador stopped in his tracks. Before him, the vast endless forest lay before him.
He paused for a breath, as if he was taking a plunge. This was it. There was no turning back now. From here on, the only way was down.
The conquistador, walked along the tight trodden path down a steep decline. Behind him was... | Crossing the vastly unexplored trench seemed like a good idea at the time. Imagine the headlines - world's most daring explorer.
But the darkness was absolute. The length of the trees were almost eternal. The circumference of the trees themselves would take hours to completely travel around. And that was just an estim... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | The conquistador stopped in his tracks. Before him, the vast endless forest lay before him.
He paused for a breath, as if he was taking a plunge. This was it. There was no turning back now. From here on, the only way was down.
The conquistador, walked along the tight trodden path down a steep decline. Behind him was... | They say that nature reclaims everything. That, given time, she will always heal, grow, survive hardship, and come out stronger for having endured it. Continents may shift, disasters ravage the land, volcanoes have filled the sky with ash and coated the ground in rock. And still nature emerges. Tenacious. Enduring. Ove... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | The conquistador stopped in his tracks. Before him, the vast endless forest lay before him.
He paused for a breath, as if he was taking a plunge. This was it. There was no turning back now. From here on, the only way was down.
The conquistador, walked along the tight trodden path down a steep decline. Behind him was... | "It's black."
"I know it is."
"I hope you would know it is."
"How wouldn't I?"
"Not sure."
"Right."
A pause.
"How are we to get out of here exactly?"
"No clue."
"Hmmm. You haven't got a flashlight?"
"Nope."
"How in the hell could you plan this gigantic expedition bringing nothing with you but a bit of twine ... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | *Entry 4, March 13, 1984* "A Breach!"
Vanessa, you were correct! The *Gigansuchus* DO breach the canopy. Those holes described by Remington's expedition of 1937 are the breaching-points these leviathans use to escape the lower levels of the Pacific Growth. An explanation:
I set my team to surveilling a triad of these... | "It's black."
"I know it is."
"I hope you would know it is."
"How wouldn't I?"
"Not sure."
"Right."
A pause.
"How are we to get out of here exactly?"
"No clue."
"Hmmm. You haven't got a flashlight?"
"Nope."
"How in the hell could you plan this gigantic expedition bringing nothing with you but a bit of twine ... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | Bioluminescence. That's what happens in the Dark. Kind of a misnomer because we can't fly over the tallest part of the forest without losing aircraft to the change in gravity. The scant shots we see show a never ending canopy of black tarp. I found out that calling it "The Dark" was a total and utter misnomer. Und... | Towering oaks gently swayed in the wind with orange trees acting the boundary of the Forests. The supple earth molded around its border, the showcase of the feet that have treaded on the edge. Every once in a while, a brave crew would set out into the forest, exploration at its deepest motivation, but not without greed... | |
[WP] Instead of Oceans, they are all big forests, that gets taller and darker instead of deeper, with more dangerous animals living further out in the forest. A person decides to cross the Mariana Trench | A lot of people think the deeper you go into the Pacific Forest, the quieter it gets, until in the darkest, deepest reaches it is utterly silent.
It's actually the other way around. In the depths of the Pacific, you can hardly hear yourself think, over the rumbles and rustling and crashing of the wildlife moving aroun... | Towering oaks gently swayed in the wind with orange trees acting the boundary of the Forests. The supple earth molded around its border, the showcase of the feet that have treaded on the edge. Every once in a while, a brave crew would set out into the forest, exploration at its deepest motivation, but not without greed... | |
Write any plot using this sentence | [WP] "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking" | "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking."
Not something that you would normally here on a routine flight, and definitely not something you WANT to here.
"If you look outside the plane you will see that we are slowly descending towards that island. Hopefully we don't have a repeat of LOST."
Great the terrorist ... | "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking."
The steward drops ice water into my crotch. Some people are already screaming but the world seems strangely quiet. I can hear him breathing. I watch his pupils dilate. The cold of the ice water is strangely distant, although the sound of the shifting ice cubes is clear ... |
Write any plot using this sentence | [WP] "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking" | "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking."
My eyes jolt open. Every passenger began to look at one another. Confusion ascended throughout the cabin as if you could see it.
"What, what was that, what did he say? Why did he say that, what's going on? What was that?"
The man three rows up, I remember, was nervou... | "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking."
The steward drops ice water into my crotch. Some people are already screaming but the world seems strangely quiet. I can hear him breathing. I watch his pupils dilate. The cold of the ice water is strangely distant, although the sound of the shifting ice cubes is clear ... |
Write any plot using this sentence | [WP] "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking" | “Sir, you're going to need to put that out.” John’s eyes flick upwards. Airline stewardess. Storm-grey irises cloud over with a thunderstorm. He grinds the cigarette into the plastic armrest, sending flecks of smoking tobacco onto the passengers to either side of him.
“I was goddamn near done with it anyway.” Lip... | "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking."
The steward drops ice water into my crotch. Some people are already screaming but the world seems strangely quiet. I can hear him breathing. I watch his pupils dilate. The cold of the ice water is strangely distant, although the sound of the shifting ice cubes is clear ... |
Write any plot using this sentence | [WP] "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking" | "Ladies and gentlemen, idiotic passengers, this isn't your captain speaking. Rather, a highly trained dancing monkey. Are you comfortable? Did the trolly dollies give you a more than adequate share of shit food? Did you pay a rather high price for your alcoholic beverage because you're an autistic alcoholic? Good! I do... | "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking."
The steward drops ice water into my crotch. Some people are already screaming but the world seems strangely quiet. I can hear him breathing. I watch his pupils dilate. The cold of the ice water is strangely distant, although the sound of the shifting ice cubes is clear ... |
Write any plot using this sentence | [WP] "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking" | This isn't your captain speaking.
Well, I'm sort of your captain. Just not the captain of the plane.
Don't worry - everything is going to be fine. Well, sort of. Look, I'm not explaining this very well.
Right now, you're looking around and realizing that no on else is moving. You're thinking that I must be god or s... | "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking."
The steward drops ice water into my crotch. Some people are already screaming but the world seems strangely quiet. I can hear him breathing. I watch his pupils dilate. The cold of the ice water is strangely distant, although the sound of the shifting ice cubes is clear ... |
Write any plot using this sentence | [WP] "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking" | "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking. I am a passenger, just like yourself, who noticed the plane was kind of bumpy. Now, as you can tell by my accent, I'm a southern farmer. I don't fly that much, and I got a little nervous, I'll admit, and I went up to the cockpit in the front. Now, I don't know if this is n... | "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking."
The steward drops ice water into my crotch. Some people are already screaming but the world seems strangely quiet. I can hear him breathing. I watch his pupils dilate. The cold of the ice water is strangely distant, although the sound of the shifting ice cubes is clear ... |
Write any plot using this sentence | [WP] "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking" | “Sir, you're going to need to put that out.” John’s eyes flick upwards. Airline stewardess. Storm-grey irises cloud over with a thunderstorm. He grinds the cigarette into the plastic armrest, sending flecks of smoking tobacco onto the passengers to either side of him.
“I was goddamn near done with it anyway.” Lip... | "Good afternoon ladies and gentleman, this *isn't* your Captain speaking."
Those not absorbed in the movie flicked up from phones and laptops, cold dread plainly written across their faces. A steward turned to face the front of the plane, the drink he had been pouring overflowing onto his cart, spilling to the floor.... |
Write any plot using this sentence | [WP] "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking" | This isn't your captain speaking.
Well, I'm sort of your captain. Just not the captain of the plane.
Don't worry - everything is going to be fine. Well, sort of. Look, I'm not explaining this very well.
Right now, you're looking around and realizing that no on else is moving. You're thinking that I must be god or s... | "Good afternoon ladies and gentleman, this *isn't* your Captain speaking."
Those not absorbed in the movie flicked up from phones and laptops, cold dread plainly written across their faces. A steward turned to face the front of the plane, the drink he had been pouring overflowing onto his cart, spilling to the floor.... |
Write any plot using this sentence | [WP] "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking" | This isn't your captain speaking.
Well, I'm sort of your captain. Just not the captain of the plane.
Don't worry - everything is going to be fine. Well, sort of. Look, I'm not explaining this very well.
Right now, you're looking around and realizing that no on else is moving. You're thinking that I must be god or s... | My head propped on my hand, I watched lazily as the blonde air stewardess passed me again. She had to be doing that on purpose. My eyes bobbed along with the rise and fall of her gorgeous rear as she made her way towards the front of the plane. To my right I could see an older lady staring in annoyance at my wandering ... |
Write any plot using this sentence | [WP] "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking" | “Sir, you're going to need to put that out.” John’s eyes flick upwards. Airline stewardess. Storm-grey irises cloud over with a thunderstorm. He grinds the cigarette into the plastic armrest, sending flecks of smoking tobacco onto the passengers to either side of him.
“I was goddamn near done with it anyway.” Lip... | "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking."
Not something that you would normally here on a routine flight, and definitely not something you WANT to here.
"If you look outside the plane you will see that we are slowly descending towards that island. Hopefully we don't have a repeat of LOST."
Great the terrorist ... |
Write any plot using this sentence | [WP] "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking" | This isn't your captain speaking.
Well, I'm sort of your captain. Just not the captain of the plane.
Don't worry - everything is going to be fine. Well, sort of. Look, I'm not explaining this very well.
Right now, you're looking around and realizing that no on else is moving. You're thinking that I must be god or s... | "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking."
Not something that you would normally here on a routine flight, and definitely not something you WANT to here.
"If you look outside the plane you will see that we are slowly descending towards that island. Hopefully we don't have a repeat of LOST."
Great the terrorist ... |
Write any plot using this sentence | [WP] "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking" | "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking. I am a passenger, just like yourself, who noticed the plane was kind of bumpy. Now, as you can tell by my accent, I'm a southern farmer. I don't fly that much, and I got a little nervous, I'll admit, and I went up to the cockpit in the front. Now, I don't know if this is n... | "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking."
Not something that you would normally here on a routine flight, and definitely not something you WANT to here.
"If you look outside the plane you will see that we are slowly descending towards that island. Hopefully we don't have a repeat of LOST."
Great the terrorist ... |
Write any plot using this sentence | [WP] "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking" | “Sir, you're going to need to put that out.” John’s eyes flick upwards. Airline stewardess. Storm-grey irises cloud over with a thunderstorm. He grinds the cigarette into the plastic armrest, sending flecks of smoking tobacco onto the passengers to either side of him.
“I was goddamn near done with it anyway.” Lip... | "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking."
My eyes jolt open. Every passenger began to look at one another. Confusion ascended throughout the cabin as if you could see it.
"What, what was that, what did he say? Why did he say that, what's going on? What was that?"
The man three rows up, I remember, was nervou... |
Write any plot using this sentence | [WP] "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking" | This isn't your captain speaking.
Well, I'm sort of your captain. Just not the captain of the plane.
Don't worry - everything is going to be fine. Well, sort of. Look, I'm not explaining this very well.
Right now, you're looking around and realizing that no on else is moving. You're thinking that I must be god or s... | "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking."
My eyes jolt open. Every passenger began to look at one another. Confusion ascended throughout the cabin as if you could see it.
"What, what was that, what did he say? Why did he say that, what's going on? What was that?"
The man three rows up, I remember, was nervou... |
Write any plot using this sentence | [WP] "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking" | This isn't your captain speaking.
Well, I'm sort of your captain. Just not the captain of the plane.
Don't worry - everything is going to be fine. Well, sort of. Look, I'm not explaining this very well.
Right now, you're looking around and realizing that no on else is moving. You're thinking that I must be god or s... | “Sir, you're going to need to put that out.” John’s eyes flick upwards. Airline stewardess. Storm-grey irises cloud over with a thunderstorm. He grinds the cigarette into the plastic armrest, sending flecks of smoking tobacco onto the passengers to either side of him.
“I was goddamn near done with it anyway.” Lip... |
Write any plot using this sentence | [WP] "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking" | This isn't your captain speaking.
Well, I'm sort of your captain. Just not the captain of the plane.
Don't worry - everything is going to be fine. Well, sort of. Look, I'm not explaining this very well.
Right now, you're looking around and realizing that no on else is moving. You're thinking that I must be god or s... | "Ladies and gentlemen, idiotic passengers, this isn't your captain speaking. Rather, a highly trained dancing monkey. Are you comfortable? Did the trolly dollies give you a more than adequate share of shit food? Did you pay a rather high price for your alcoholic beverage because you're an autistic alcoholic? Good! I do... |
Write any plot using this sentence | [WP] "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking" | "Passengers, this isn't your captain speaking. I am a passenger, just like yourself, who noticed the plane was kind of bumpy. Now, as you can tell by my accent, I'm a southern farmer. I don't fly that much, and I got a little nervous, I'll admit, and I went up to the cockpit in the front. Now, I don't know if this is n... | "Ladies and gentlemen, idiotic passengers, this isn't your captain speaking. Rather, a highly trained dancing monkey. Are you comfortable? Did the trolly dollies give you a more than adequate share of shit food? Did you pay a rather high price for your alcoholic beverage because you're an autistic alcoholic? Good! I do... |
Obvious inspiration for the prompt came from here: http://www.theguardian.com/world/2015/feb/02/iceland-temple-norse-gods-1000-years. The article is not a constraint, just favour text; feel free to interpret the building of the Norse temple in alternative ways. | [WP] Iceland builds the first temple to Norse gods since Viking age. The gods of today's major religions react. | "What the fuck is this shit?" He muttered, flinging some noodles toward the small blue dot on the horizon of the abyss.
"Oh, get over it. You're not even supposed to be here. The irony of your being eludes you." Kali floated toward the gargantuan mess of pasta and tomato as she insulted Him.
"One follower is all... | "Thank you for coming. I believe we all know why this meeting was called."
Yahweh stood at the head of a dark mahogany table in a richly appointed boardroom. Thousands of gods, both old and new sat in chairs down one side, the table stretching so far it seemed to curve down past the horizon.
"Point of Order!" shout... |
For those not in the US, 911 is the phone number to dial for emergency services. | [WP] 119 is established as a 911 for 1st world problems | Lol I am a paramedic in the Midwest (who responds to 911 calls of course) and when someone is "dead" either found that way or attempts were made but unsuccessful/field termination, it is called a 119. You also call an ER doc on duty for "119 orders" (permission to stop resuscitation) Just a little fun fact.
TL;DR: ... | The following is a transcript from a 199 call. The names of both the operator and caller have been redacted to preserve their privacy.
18:45 1/2/15
Incoming call.
Operator: 199, location of emergency
Caller: (frantic, out of breath) Uhm yes..me and my friend....we need help
Operator: Alright, I need you to stay ca... |
For those not in the US, 911 is the phone number to dial for emergency services. | [WP] 119 is established as a 911 for 1st world problems | The USA established 119 as the number for all 1st world problems and it worked amazingly. People were able to report their problems with ease with no fear of being judged because they were "Rich fuckers". Other countries decided to do the same. France, Germany, Denmark. All worked wonders. But when the UK did it... tha... | *119 the number for all your convenience needs*
The advert flashed on the radio. Tunes of the inner city interrupted by the announcement, the area here was filled with rich people willing to pay the 50 per second rate just to talk to someone then whatever they felt like charging if they actually needed assistance. Ass... |
[WP] Write from the perspective of a tank crew as their tank is hounded down, disabled, and eventually destroyed by enemy infantry. Make it a horror story. | "Contact, 800 meters. 3 o'clock." Golden said. The tank slowed as the gunner swiveled the turret bringing the enemy into view.
"Got an enemy LAV hiding behind that building. Looks like they are trying to run. Southwick load the 105." Johnson said keeping his eyes on the target. Southwick, the tanks munition loader, w... | "They're coming," whispered the commander,
Looking back at his brave and fearless men.
"We will fight them," spat the injured gunner,
Grunting as he bent to find his weapon.
The tank rocked and the driver, bleeding, squawked.
Smoke filled the small space, mixed with blood and sweat--
"Sir," scre... | |
[WP] Write from the perspective of a tank crew as their tank is hounded down, disabled, and eventually destroyed by enemy infantry. Make it a horror story. | Life through a gunscope is narrow.
Life in a tank is hot...dirty.
Four days ago we got separated from our column.
Four days ago we entered this damn dead end of a valley.
Three days ago we started losing the brakes.
Two days ago, the radiator sprung a leak.
Last night we ran out of shells for the main gun. ... | "They're coming," whispered the commander,
Looking back at his brave and fearless men.
"We will fight them," spat the injured gunner,
Grunting as he bent to find his weapon.
The tank rocked and the driver, bleeding, squawked.
Smoke filled the small space, mixed with blood and sweat--
"Sir," scre... | |
[WP] Write from the perspective of a tank crew as their tank is hounded down, disabled, and eventually destroyed by enemy infantry. Make it a horror story. | "Contact, 800 meters. 3 o'clock." Golden said. The tank slowed as the gunner swiveled the turret bringing the enemy into view.
"Got an enemy LAV hiding behind that building. Looks like they are trying to run. Southwick load the 105." Johnson said keeping his eyes on the target. Southwick, the tanks munition loader, w... | "Fuck this! We shouldn't have taken this route dammit!" I exclaimed as me, machine gunner Johnny, driver Eric slowly and painfully navigated through the narrow dirt path in this shithole of a dense jungle. We had to cross this path of jungle and rendezvous with the other guys. Instead of crossing the trenches East of... | |
Standard deck being 52 cards of four suits. | [WP] When anyone is born, they are given a playing card from a standard deck, and it determines their place in society. | "What."
"The machine says what it says!"
"But this makes literally no sense!"
"Look, I don't decide thse things, the machine takes a baby's genes, gene expression, and socioeconomic status, then spits out a playing card to assign that baby to a rank in society. You know how it works-- this is elementary school stuff... | The gate lay in front of us. We could see the barbs on the top. We could feel the sharp prick in our fingers as we prepared to jump over. It took over two long weeks to get here and many more months of planning. The factory was just over that fence, and with it, the hope of destroying the records. Inside, everyone coul... |
Standard deck being 52 cards of four suits. | [WP] When anyone is born, they are given a playing card from a standard deck, and it determines their place in society. | I pulled my hand away from my stomach, and bright red blood dripped from my fingers. The tiny room reeked of it - blood and the scent of gunpowder. Spent bullet casings littered the floor, piled up around my legs. I'd fired so many bullets I had managed to jam the door into the janitor's closet with the bodies of the i... | The gate lay in front of us. We could see the barbs on the top. We could feel the sharp prick in our fingers as we prepared to jump over. It took over two long weeks to get here and many more months of planning. The factory was just over that fence, and with it, the hope of destroying the records. Inside, everyone coul... |
Standard deck being 52 cards of four suits. | [WP] When anyone is born, they are given a playing card from a standard deck, and it determines their place in society. | He laid his cards on the table and smiled, taking another puff of his cigarette.
“Four of a Kind!” he yelled, smiling. The man tipped his cowboy hat and grinned at me, his yellow teeth showing. I could smell the beer on his breath from across the table, as well as whatever rotting teeth he must have had.
Everyone at ... | The gate lay in front of us. We could see the barbs on the top. We could feel the sharp prick in our fingers as we prepared to jump over. It took over two long weeks to get here and many more months of planning. The factory was just over that fence, and with it, the hope of destroying the records. Inside, everyone coul... |
Standard deck being 52 cards of four suits. | [WP] When anyone is born, they are given a playing card from a standard deck, and it determines their place in society. | I was a joker.
A wildcard. A mistake.
The decks the cards are chosen from are never supposed to have jokers... but sometimes they make a mistake.
Regardless, they had to follow the ancient rules. The jokers were always anything they wanted. I could be royalty, or I could be a peasant. Or I could lead a normal life like... | The gate lay in front of us. We could see the barbs on the top. We could feel the sharp prick in our fingers as we prepared to jump over. It took over two long weeks to get here and many more months of planning. The factory was just over that fence, and with it, the hope of destroying the records. Inside, everyone coul... |
[WP] The NSA is out of money. Write their kickstarter page. | *Video opens with a nondescript 30-something man in business casual attire sitting at a computer*
Oh hey! I didn't see you there. And that's part of the problem. See, we here at the three letter agency are facing a budget shortfall. We're on the cusp of a disruptive breakthrough in [REDACTED](/s "reading all of your... | Remember your drunk Snapchats and texts? So do we. Click here to donate. | |
[WP] The dinner table falls silent; all eyes turn to you as your face turns bright red. | "Stop doing that! O my god! What is wrong with you?" My girlfriend's dad screamed in horror as he tried to duck out of the way.
"Sorry, I can't help it," I yelled back in defense as I continued.
"Yes you can! Oh my God, please stop it now!" He then began to throw up.
Along with him, everybody at the table started th... | "Jeez guys it was just a fart." | |
[WP] The dinner table falls silent; all eyes turn to you as your face turns bright red. | "What?" I cry, defensively. "C'mon, we've all secretly done it!"
Mom locks eyes with me. "Nate, that's not even physically possible."
"Haaa, what? *Okay.*" I'm regretting opening my trap now. Forget it, forget, it forget it, just keep eating.
"Mommy, does Uncle Nate really do that?"
"Shush, honey," Lynn replies. Sh... | "Just can't save it for band can you son?" your father says looking at you with his fork halfway to his mouth, loaded with turkey.
Your younger brothers laughing is grating on your ears as you try to slouch further down into your seat. "He sure has a powerful trumpet" Grandma says to her husband. "That boy is going ... | |
[WP] A permanent storm rages across a planet. The only inhabitants are nomads who constantly travel inside the eye of the storm. | “Night shift again? That’s the third this week.”
“Well, there aren’t too many of us who can drive this rig, and the storm’s not going to stop just because we’re tired.” Joseph had always liked driving anyway, and since he had been driving a truck since before he could drive—except for that brief stint after getting ca... | They call me diamond hunter.
I hunt for treasures. Every day. It’s my life.
I don’t look for gold or jewelry. They are worthless in our world.
I hunt for memories. I look for the ‘Old World’ in every ruin we pass. I look for photos, the real kind. Digital is useless. We have no electricity. It’s a great pleasure to se... | |
[WP] A permanent storm rages across a planet. The only inhabitants are nomads who constantly travel inside the eye of the storm. | “Night shift again? That’s the third this week.”
“Well, there aren’t too many of us who can drive this rig, and the storm’s not going to stop just because we’re tired.” Joseph had always liked driving anyway, and since he had been driving a truck since before he could drive—except for that brief stint after getting ca... | "Quit using your teeth," Job said as he tore the package of chips from Adam's hand. The boy looked up, hand still raised to his dusty face, and his mouth quivered. Would there be a smack to follow? When his uncle got angry from hunger it usually happened that way. But this time Job was too bothered to even hit the boy.... | |
[WP] A permanent storm rages across a planet. The only inhabitants are nomads who constantly travel inside the eye of the storm. | “Night shift again? That’s the third this week.”
“Well, there aren’t too many of us who can drive this rig, and the storm’s not going to stop just because we’re tired.” Joseph had always liked driving anyway, and since he had been driving a truck since before he could drive—except for that brief stint after getting ca... | Malo was grazing by what was currently the front Border with was left of his clutch. They had fared pretty well: of a brood of eight, five had survived to reach adulthood. The food wasn't very inspiring today. Only white weed and rockslime had turned up in the night. Not that Malo was complaining: any day when the grou... | |
[WP] A permanent storm rages across a planet. The only inhabitants are nomads who constantly travel inside the eye of the storm. | "Hunter. Hunter."
He didn't stir from his exhausted slumber.
"Hunter! You need to get up, the storm picked up speed while we were sleeping."
He desperately tried to wake his last friend. Too many times he'd been exactly where he was now, desperately trying to shake awake a companion who would never regain consciousn... | "Shit steve you just HAD to pick this planet, you dumb fuck!" Said jackson, the co captin
"its been 14 years jack! You cant keep blaming me for this!"
An expedition gone wrong left the entire crew of the gallery stranded on this bizzare planet. With careful planning, survival was possible in the eye of the storm. How... | |
[WP] A permanent storm rages across a planet. The only inhabitants are nomads who constantly travel inside the eye of the storm. | This is in two parts. I sort of got carried away.
Part 1:
A thick Ghanaian accent broke the four am air. "EVERYBODY UP, **NOW**." My eyes sprung open. I was a light sleeper. We all were, for precisely this reason.
The clanging of metal, pick-up truck doors opening and closing and trailers being hitched, increased a... | "Shit steve you just HAD to pick this planet, you dumb fuck!" Said jackson, the co captin
"its been 14 years jack! You cant keep blaming me for this!"
An expedition gone wrong left the entire crew of the gallery stranded on this bizzare planet. With careful planning, survival was possible in the eye of the storm. How... | |
[WP] A permanent storm rages across a planet. The only inhabitants are nomads who constantly travel inside the eye of the storm. | They say it was climate change, some say social disorder, all that matters is this is all that we know now. Remnants of times past lay scattered across the ground, piles of rubble they say stretched as high as the sky but alas the skies are safe from those dangers.
They left us not to many years after the Great Collap... | "Shit steve you just HAD to pick this planet, you dumb fuck!" Said jackson, the co captin
"its been 14 years jack! You cant keep blaming me for this!"
An expedition gone wrong left the entire crew of the gallery stranded on this bizzare planet. With careful planning, survival was possible in the eye of the storm. How... | |
[WP] A permanent storm rages across a planet. The only inhabitants are nomads who constantly travel inside the eye of the storm. | We are a long line of the stormriders, a few have ever seen us in the days of the first hope, when it seemed the storm was getting weaker. I was born during one of those days.
I grew up with stories about Susanne getting weaker, about the world beyond the eye, about settling down and rebuilding what was once a strong ... | "Shit steve you just HAD to pick this planet, you dumb fuck!" Said jackson, the co captin
"its been 14 years jack! You cant keep blaming me for this!"
An expedition gone wrong left the entire crew of the gallery stranded on this bizzare planet. With careful planning, survival was possible in the eye of the storm. How... | |
[WP] A permanent storm rages across a planet. The only inhabitants are nomads who constantly travel inside the eye of the storm. | The tent moved lightly in the slight breeze. A young woman opened the entrance and ran inside. A boy was asleep under a woven blanket.
„Come quickly, Herok! The elders are announcing their decision! Wake up!“
Herok turned around slowly and drowsily. „All right I‘m coming. But I‘ve only been sleeping for an hour. I st... | "Shit steve you just HAD to pick this planet, you dumb fuck!" Said jackson, the co captin
"its been 14 years jack! You cant keep blaming me for this!"
An expedition gone wrong left the entire crew of the gallery stranded on this bizzare planet. With careful planning, survival was possible in the eye of the storm. How... | |
[WP] A permanent storm rages across a planet. The only inhabitants are nomads who constantly travel inside the eye of the storm. | Clouds heavy with rain rose threateningly to the night, blocking the beauty of the stars with their slow but endless journey, creeping up to the camp set amongst the thin trees of the forest. Blacker than the night sky the clouds were not seen, rather the shadow they cast gave away their position. Power untold hid be... | "Shit steve you just HAD to pick this planet, you dumb fuck!" Said jackson, the co captin
"its been 14 years jack! You cant keep blaming me for this!"
An expedition gone wrong left the entire crew of the gallery stranded on this bizzare planet. With careful planning, survival was possible in the eye of the storm. How... | |
[WP] A permanent storm rages across a planet. The only inhabitants are nomads who constantly travel inside the eye of the storm. | The Wall is getting close – too close. I wake Samuel.
“Chief. Chief.”
He stirs, looks at me with bleary, irritated eyes. “What do you want?” His voice holds a mild accusation.
“The Wall’s only two miles away, at most. I think it’s picking up speed. We need to move.”
He rises – slowly, far too slowly. We don’t have ... | "Shit steve you just HAD to pick this planet, you dumb fuck!" Said jackson, the co captin
"its been 14 years jack! You cant keep blaming me for this!"
An expedition gone wrong left the entire crew of the gallery stranded on this bizzare planet. With careful planning, survival was possible in the eye of the storm. How... | |
[WP] A permanent storm rages across a planet. The only inhabitants are nomads who constantly travel inside the eye of the storm. | "Viktor, we have to move. Come on, get up."
The winds had picked up since I had gone to sleep. The air was still then, but now, it was whipping my hair around. The next time we found some scissors, I'd need to clip it, I made a mental note for that as I stood up. It was as dark as it always seemed to be nowadays, ... | "Shit steve you just HAD to pick this planet, you dumb fuck!" Said jackson, the co captin
"its been 14 years jack! You cant keep blaming me for this!"
An expedition gone wrong left the entire crew of the gallery stranded on this bizzare planet. With careful planning, survival was possible in the eye of the storm. How... | |
[WP] A permanent storm rages across a planet. The only inhabitants are nomads who constantly travel inside the eye of the storm. | For the last year, this is how we have lived. The slow, but ever-moving storm around us. For days, we would walk ceaselessly until we reached the leading edge of the eye. Then we would be able to make camp for a few weeks until the trailing edge caught up to us again.
When the government began their weather control pr... | "Shit steve you just HAD to pick this planet, you dumb fuck!" Said jackson, the co captin
"its been 14 years jack! You cant keep blaming me for this!"
An expedition gone wrong left the entire crew of the gallery stranded on this bizzare planet. With careful planning, survival was possible in the eye of the storm. How... |
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